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frogchiro · 2 months

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I hear it is time to spread the word of our lord and savior Tachanka? 👀

link: (https://rainbowsix.fandom.com/wiki/Tachanka_(Siege) Context of link: Just the wiki page of R6 operator Tachanka.

But I wanna highlight a few things!!!

Alexsandr Senaviev was born on November 3rd in Leningrad, Russia to a military family. At the age of eighteen, Senaviev was conscripted into military service just as the Soviet Union was ending its operations in Afghanistan. Upon the dissolution of his draft, Senaviev opted to enlist full time. He was part of the wrestling league, where his formidable frame and match strategy earned him accolades.

Alexsandr Senaviev has a boisterous sense of humor with a booming laugh. He can be quite blunt, but without the intent to offend

Senaviev's younger sister is a doctor and our discussion had barely started when he was showing me pictures of her in her doctor's smock, along with a dozen more photos of his nieces and nephews and his own kids. […] He and his sister grew up in a strict household without many things, which is why he makes a great effort to enjoy life. They both make sure that their kids are loved and raised with laughter. At the same time, he doesn't like to buy or accumulate physical objects and emphasizes this with his children, much to their consternation. I suspect that's also partly to do with his divorce. […]

(Also the main reason why we refer to Tachanka as 'lord'/godly is mainly 'cause his weapons/loadout is shit.)

Ladies and gentlemen, we got ourselves a REAL LIFE DILF <33

From what I gathered on his wiki he has at least two children, one of them a son and an ex-wife! Also him being an ex wrestler because of his size and strength...

Imagine being a babysitter for his kids, a 6 year old boy and a sweet 3 year old girl who absolutely adore their nanny who spends the majority of their time with them since their father is still a busy man and their mother is using her newfound freedom as a divorced woman so you're babysitting the little ones for a hefty sum from their dad whenever you're free from college.

But you have to admit, while the kids are literal angels and a delight to babysit, they nor the money are the sole reason for you being so eager to babysit and their father, Alexsandr, played a huge part in it too.

He was so large and heavily build, no doubt from his years in the military but his charming, boisterous attitude combined with his broad, toothy grin that almost seemed boyish on his mature face was what really made you fall for him :(( Whenever the kids were playing or napping, you two had a little time with each other to just talk and spend time together, get to know each other better because 'Let's not make this one of those stick-in-the-ass rigid employer-employee relationships, yes?' as Alexsandr put it himself.

The connection between you deepened but you were still so shy under his clear blue eyes :(( You couldn't possibly do the first move, what if he doesn't return your feelings? He's much older than you, he has a military career, two kids and a divorce, surely he wouldn't ever be interested in someone like you...right?

Ofc little did you know that Alexsandr was tugging his lengthy, heavy cock every night after sending you off with a thick wad of cash and a loud, happy thank you for taking care of his kids, though in reality he was everything but happy :(( Like it or not but the burly male fell for you, the most cliche thing on earth, the young, sweet babysitter that visited him home almost every day to care for his little ones with a gentle smile towards them and him too, such a stark contrast from his ex wife...

He was cumming every night multiple times to the thought of you right here beside him, in his bed, all nice and naked, sated and warm after a night of passionate love making. He came on his hairy tummy with a displeased growl, once the post nut clarity set in and realized that he wasted so much precious seed when it could be inside you >:(

Alexsandr knew he had to have you, had to confess to you how he felt but didn't know how; his loud, charismatic attitude failing him for the first time in years but these thoughts were for the time being pushed back once again to the back of his mind. He could think of a better solution on how to win you over once he wasn't so terribly horny, testosterone clouding his mind as his heavy cock jumped to life once again, thick potent sperm oozing from his swollen tip and Alexsandr could only think about how well he could breed you, he was a real stud despite his age y'know? Plus he always wanted another kid anyway <33

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #rainbow six siege x reader #lord tachanka #tachanka #tachanka x reader #i can't with the fact that the 'lord' part is sarcastic bc his weapons are shit😭#rainbow six siege #r6s x reader

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m-beloved · 5 months

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Rook, Vigil, Echo, Tachanka, Fuze, KapKan, Jäger and Grim from R6S are so hot I want to get them pregnant with at minimum ten kids EACH and make them all my housewives god why is this fandom so dead I wish more people wrote for them oh wait I can ahahahhahahah

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itsohh · 8 months

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Proposing with the Spetsnaz’s

A/N: R6S is in a bad spot rn but at least the ops are still hot. Big thanks to my lovely beta lululandd who I would die for.

Warnings: None

Glaz

There was an anxious shift in your mind. One that had been like that the entire time you sat there. You were almost completely alone, the night sky shining a million diamonds above while you had curled up by the window. There was a little window seat that you always loved to read at, it was a peaceful little spot in your lover's apartment. What was different about this time was the fact that he sat parallel to you.

In front of him was a large canvas, one he had been working on for hours on end. It made you so anxious about your movements, so scared that you would interrupt and change his view if you moved. At first, when he brought it out, you had gone to move but he had insisted on you staying there. He’d even brought you a warm drink to coax you to stay there- even a blanket.

“Relax, if you were in my way I would have asked you to move two hours ago.” He placed down the brush and put it to the side. He stepped back, let out a breath and nodded. “But, doesn’t matter now. I’ve finished.”

“You’ve finished?” You cocked a brow, he was never usually that quick at painting and you couldn’t imagine a canvas that big would only take a few hours. His eyes flicked up with a smile and nodded.

“Ah, I’ve been working on it for a while now but finally got around to finishing it tonight.” There was a look in his eyes, one that you couldn’t quite place. Was there something off? Yet, he didn’t seem upset in any way. “Would you like to see?” At his question, you nodded and closed your book. You placed it to the side and sat up. Timur turned the stand around and the painting with it.

Your lips parted as you saw the entirety of the picture. It was far more zoomed out than you had originally thought. Instead of just the sky and buildings nearby, it was the direct view from where he stood. A frame of where you sat. Your head was turned towards the sky, while your book was open in your hands. The blanket covered your curled legs. “Timur…” Your breath hitched as you saw the night sky in the painting, it wasn’t the same as you spied outside. Instead, the stars spelt out ‘Marry me?’ Your head looked up and you made eye contact with you. “Do you mean it?”

“I wouldn’t have spent all this time painting it if I didn’t.”

The blanket fell to the ground and you leapt to your feet. It took you a couple of seconds to get around the canvas but you stretched your arms out around him with a laugh and a smile.

“Yes, Timur. Yes.” You pressed your hands against his face and leaned into him. The kiss you gave him was sweet. It was long and slow and he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you and pull you into his lap. When the pair of you parted it was only barely, you couldn’t contain the grin that consumed your entire face.

“I didn’t even show you the ring.” He breathed while your forehead pressed against his.

“I didn’t need to see it to know my answer.”

Fuze

Light from the projected screen illuminated the room. You were rather cozied up next to Shuhrat, it wasn’t too often that the pair of you could go to the theatre without someone else joining you. How he had managed to pull it off remained unknown but you didn’t bother to ask into it. Sometimes things were better left unknown. In all honesty, you hadn’t been paying too much attention to the film. Instead, you were focused on the way you were snuggled against Shuhrat's arm. His hand had made its home on your knee where his thumb gently stroked. A blanket covered the pair of you while the movie continued all around you.

“This movie is bad,” Shuhrat mumbled and you couldn’t help but laugh at his monotone voice.

“You picked it.” You pointed out and his eyes turned to focus on you.

“I picked poorly.”

“Ah, not all of them can be winners. We can turn it off and put something else on if you like.”

“I don’t want to ruin you watching it.”

“I’m not gonna lie Shuhrat, I zoned out like half an hour ago.” He raised a brow at you and you shrugged. “I just like chilling with you. We’ll be back in the field tomorrow and it’s nice to have a calm before the storm.”

“You don’t like the storm?”

“Not recently with how many people we have lost to it recently.” You glanced away for a second. “She can be a cruel mistress but I don’t think I would trade it for the world. This is my place in the world and I’m happy with that. I think one day the storm will take me too but that's just part of life.”

Shuhrat stared at you and you couldn’t help the heat that formed on your face. You cleared your throat and unlatched from his arm. “Sorry, didn’t mean to get so morbid.”

“I have to ask you something.” His words demanded your attention and you turned to face him.

“What's up?”

“After last time I wasn’t sure I would ever want to ask this again but after some careful consideration, I think I am. You're by my side day after day, night after night and I want you covering my back for as long as you can.” His other hand escaped the blanket and you could see the small box in it that he opened with his thumb. There sat an engraved platinum ring. It didn’t have any rocks on it and was rather minimalistic, perfect for everyday use in your line of work. “Will you marry me?” He looked at you for your reaction.

You covered your mouth with your hand. The car explosion on the projector went unnoticed as you silently nodded towards you.

“I mean we already moved in together and everything I just thought you never wanted to actually like… get married.” You whispered.

“I didn’t, not for a long time.”

“What changed your mind?”

Shuhrat looked away from you at the question and you tilted your head to get a better look at him. “Something Timur said to me.”

“Timur? What did he say?”

“We were watching you take down Alexsandr and he said to me, ‘It seems fate really did have things in store for you when you broke off your engagement. I’m glad that you managed to find your one. Especially someone able to keep Alexsandr on his feet. Or the floor I suppose.’ He was right and I didn’t want to squander that.” He picked the ring from the box, took your hand from your face and slowly slipped the ring on. There was a warm smile on your face that was so extremely rare to see. Shuhrat brought your hand to his face and gently kissed just below the ring.

Kapkan

Sleep had long since taken control of you. It wasn't your fault though, it had been a long day and an even longer drive. With the music at a low level and a comfortable silence between the pair of you, it was rather easy to slip into your dozed form.

Maxim hadn't bothered to wake you, there was no reason to. Besides, he did like that relaxed face that spread across your face. It wasn't until he parked the car at the cabin and got settled did he go to disturb you. His attempt to pick you up without disrupting or waking you failed and soon you stirred from your sleep in his arms.

He had made sure to open the door before he picked you up so it was easy for him to carry you. A yawn left your lips and you blinked away. "Go back to sleep. I'll look after you."

You pressed your face into his chest slightly. "We're here?"

"Yeah, don't worry I'll sort everything out."

"Mmm, you’re too nice to me." That had him chuckle slightly. It wasn't very often he was called nice.

"I look after my own."

"Is that what I am?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm yours?" You asked and he cocked a brow.

"I had assumed so considering the nature of our relationship was I wrong?" He already knew the answer and exactly how you felt but humored your question regardless. You had piqued his interest.

"Make it offical then. In writing."

"In writing?"

You pressed your lips together and cleared your throat slightly. "I am formally asking you, Maxim Basuda, if you would like to marry me." Your voice had a slight joking tone. A performance tone. He chuckled and placed you on your side of the bed that he had already prepared before he got you.

"I'm serious. I wanna get hitched. I don't really care too much about how we do it or where really. Fuck it we could get eloped if you wanna. But I wanna marry you, Maxim. Really badly."

He stared down at you and then sat on the bed next to you. "How long have you thought about this?"

"A while, I've been waiting for you to ask for ages and finally got sick of waiting. Thought I'd bite the bullet and just ask, it wasn't hard to when I got to wake in your arms ."

He turned away with a tsk. The man seemed a little amused but annoyed. "I've been trying to decide on a ring for a while now." He pulled out a box from the inside of his jacket and snapped it on the table next to you. "Everyone has ideas. Personally, rings don't matter that much to me but I can't deny I like having a piece of me with you." You picked up the box and flicked it open where inside was a basic ring. It didn't have any customisation to it, completely uniform. It was rather dark and caught the small amount of light that streamed into the room from the hallway.

"Jordan suggested it. It's tungsten. I was planning to ask you sometime during this trip but you beat me to it."

You twirled the metal ring on your finger. "You went around asking everyone?"

"First it started with Alexsandr considering he's been married before then it grew from there. It was quite interesting to see the way that they talked. A lot of them said what they would want and then there were a few debates on what you would like."

"How did you decide?"

"Jordan discussed the properties of the metal. I wanted something that would remind you of me."

"...Something that shatters under a lot of pressure? One of the hardest things out there?"

"I was going for practice." He gave you a playful glare and you slipped it on with a grin. "If you don't like it I can-"

"No! It's mine." You clutched your hand to your chest for a second and leaned towards him. "And so are you."

Tachanka

The wind whipped past your face as you sprinted. Gunfire continued all around you. What seemed like a marathon was only about twenty meters, maybe thirty. “Hey come on, don’t tell me you're tapping out this early.” Your voice was a jest, a concerned but lighthearted smile on your face as you helped him up off the ground. The metal table acted as perfect cover while he shook off the bullets to his plate.

“Take a little more than that to keep me down.” He smiled with a groan and rolled his shoulders. You heard a decent popping crack from one and couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your lips. He raised a brow and gathered his gun where he reloaded the mag.

“Good, cooking duty wouldn’t be the same without you.” You peaked up from the table and your eyes went to the grenade that dropped just in front of it. Alexsandr started to rise and follow your lead just in time for you to snatch the strap on the front of his armor. His body moved with yours as you dived back down and dragged him along with you. “‘Nade!” The explosion went off only a second later and his eyes locked with yours. The pair of you stayed frozen, panting slightly.

“Marry me.”

“What?” Your mind restarted at the words and he smirked.

“You hear me, I died once, it would be a tragedy to die again knowing I didn’t marry you so-” He placed his dirty hand against your face. “-Marry me.”

“You thought now, of all times, would be a good time to ask? Alex we are in a gunfight.”

“You don’t want to get married?”

“I…I do, of course I do… Fuck, I’m going to marry you and then kill you for asking right now I swear to god.”

His face stretched out into a massive grin and he got off you and peaked the table. Alex turned back to face you as you got off the ground. Without hesitation, you felt his lips against yours. It was only for the quickest of seconds but it was enough for you to blink a few times and stutter to his booming laugh, only covered by the sound of gunfire.

“It would be worth it!”

#r6s #rainbow six siege #r6s x reader #tachanka x reader #fuze x reader #kapkan x reader #glaz x reader

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melodygatesauthor · 1 year

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The Spetsnaz with a Breeding Kink

Spetz Boys X f!Reader

I just couldn't help myself with this one y'all. I had to do it.

Summary: Headcanons for the Spetz boys and they want to put a baby in you...BAD.

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, breeding kink, reader is not on birth control, Spetz boys do not care and will not be using condoms, p in v creampie, rough sex, cum as lube, pregnancy, reader is smol, lactation kink (minor mention)

Word Count: 1.1k

Russian Terms Used:

Printsessa = Princess

Krasivaya = Beautiful

Shuhrat "Fuze" Kessikbayev

Shuhrat is on the quieter side, so the way he enjoys this kink is a bit more subtle than others.

At first he just likes to think about what it would be like to have you carrying his baby, but he won't talk about it yet, he doesn't want to scare you away

When you start having sex, he isn't pushy, but he won't hesitate to fuck you when you even so much as mention it.

He loves to be able to see your face while he does it. He wants to see your eyes roll back and your lips parted in breathy moans while your cunt gushes over his cock.

Even more, he wants to look at you while he comes.

He's frozen when his cock is buried completely to the hilt, shooting hot ropes into you, pumping you full with every drop until he's completely drained.

He wants to make sure his dick is in as far as it can go so you don't lose a single drop.

"Look at how well you take me," he says while he thrusts up into you some more, pushing his seed further inside.

He won't pull out of you until he's fully soft and has no choice. He revels in the way you look on your back with cum dripping out of your pussy.

"I can't wait to see what you look like with a big pregnant belly." He'd say in a low tone, touching your abdomen with a large hand.

He's not done either, he's going to fuck you every night for several nights until you get a positive test, and then he isn't going to stop telling you how happy he is to know you're carrying his child.

Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev

Alexsandr is a big man, and he's always loved the idea of fucking into your small frame and breeding you with his babies. When the time finally came, he was not shy about it.

His favorite way to take you is bent over, face in the mattress, with his cock buried deep inside your soaked cunt. You cried the first time, but told him to keep going anyway. Secretly he was glad you cried...he kinda liked the way it sounded.

He enjoys looking down and seeing your pussy split over his dick while he pushes in deeper and harder.

When he comes, filling you to the brim with his white heat, he loves the wet sound it makes when he fucks it into you the second he gets hard again, using it instead of lube.

It takes several hours of breeding you until he's satisfied, and you're nearly passed out from exhaustion and overstimulation.

He knows it's not likely to happen, but he's secretly hoping you'll be pregnant with quadruplets. He wants you to be as big and round as possible.

He also cannot wait for you to start lactating. The idea of replacing the crap at the store with your breast milk is what gives Alexsandr life these days.

When you do get pregnant, he's on his knees worshipping the ground you walk on, and he tells you constantly how beautiful you look all big and round with his baby in you.

Timur "Glaz" Glazkov

Timur is anything but a selfish lover, but when the thought of you carrying his child enters his mind, he can't stop thinking about it, and all the things he wants to do to you to make it happen.

It becomes almost an obsession for him, he's painting it, drawing it, it's always running through his thoughts. So when he finally gets to fuck you, you can imagine it's messy.

His mouth is all over you while he stuffs you with his cock. He's kissing you, sucking on your neck, and nipping at each breast until you're whining through each orgasm.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk, printsessa." He would say with his face buried in your neck.

He meant what he said, and he would fuck you relentlessly, taking his usually selfless nature out of the equation. He wants you good and used up, pussy dripping with excess cum.

When he's finished inside of you for the third time, and is frustrated, unable to get himself hard again, he demands that you stay on your back while he draws you like that.

"You look so good, do not move." He'll say. "Keep it inside, don't let anymore fall out."

As he draws you, he gets hard again, but won't fuck you until he's done with his work.

Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda

The usual quiet, calm, and collected Maxim goes completely feral at the thought of breeding you. The moment you mention wanting to have a kid, he's already thinking about all the ways he wants to split you open.

He always wanted to be a dad, and thinking about how good you'll look carrying his child...oh he can hardly stand it.

Like an animal in the wild he's mounting you, face down into the bed. He likes the way you sound whimpering underneath him.

When he's done bending you over every surface in your house, he then likes to take his fingers and shove the cum back into you. Any bit that's dribbled down your thighs is getting stuffed back in there.

"You have such a cute little pussy, krasivaya, so good at taking my cum." He'd tell you while pumping his thick digits in and out of you.

He's also going to have you naked as much as possible, so he can take you any time he's good and ready. You spend most of your time at home either filled with Maxim's cock, or filled with his spend.

When you are pregnant, his hands are on you almost at all times. If he can touch you, then he can protect you. He becomes very overprotective, to a point that drives you a little crazy.

He also can't stop fucking you while you're pregnant though. The feeling of sucking on your swollen tits while your cunt crushes his cock in orgasm has no comparison.

AO3 LINK

Don't know what came over me with this one. Just had to get it out of my system. Let me know if you want me to do the other groups! I don't mind writing m!Reader if one of the groups has a woman in it (GSG9 for instance)

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ghostiex0 · 2 years

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Spetsnaz with a secret admirer

Cut only due to length. I choose all different items for the boys to receive just to shake things up a little bit

Kapkan

- This lone wolf would definitely be taken off guard by the appearance of a gift left for him.

-After getting over his initial confusion, it wouldn’t take him long to slip away from people for some privacy as he tries to open the little wrapped gift without getting the wrapping everywhere.

- He’s the type to double check if anyone is around before actually looking at the gift. In his defense, this feels like it was meant just for him, so he should be the only one seeing it.

- Beneath all the wrapping was a cool steel knife. Made in a similar fashion to a buck knife with a wooden handle.

- Upon further inspection, he’d notice the initials carved onto the wood. His own boldly stood out to him, but the other one… he was unsure.

- He put together quickly that it was probably the one who gifted him the polished blade.

-The initials weren’t much to go off of, and he didn’t want to have to ask around too much. People would get curious as to what he’s up too. Especially his comrades.

- Luckily, Maxim’s a respectable hunter who likes a good chase.

Glaz

- A true artist like himself is pretty in touch with his emotions and has a deep appreciation for anything that can speak to them.

- So when he finds a nice leather notebook left on the bench in his locker (one that is definitely not his, as the one he keeps in his locker is typically much smaller), he’s immediately reaching for it out of curiosity.

- Feeling the firm leather, Timur could tell it was pretty high quality. Someone must have wanted it to be nice.

- He doesn’t go to hide away with it, but he keeps it on the down low.

- Gracefully, he opens the notebook to see handwriting on the cover’s inside, a detection to himself from a mystery lover.

- He couldn’t help but give a little smile at the thought of someone taking the time for him. And getting him something he would definitely be using at that.

- He was going to find out who they were, but he found himself liking the mystery lover’s unknown identity.

Fuze

- Left right in his locker was a bundle of white tulips.

- Shuhrat is overcome with confusion at them, slipping off some of his heavier gear as he sat down next to the flowers, before gently picking them up to look for any reason why they would be here.

- The thought of a secret admirer probably doesn’t even cross his mind.

- But when he finds a little note attached to it with words such as “With love” he suddenly becomes aware that he’s holding a gift. One sent with love at that.

- His brain stops functioning for a second, just holding the flowers and staring at them blankly. A meek attempt to process that someone was gifting him flowers.

- His spacing out is swiftly replaced by a sense of panic when he hears his comrades voices drawing near. He knows that Alexsandr would give him the teasing of his life if he found out Shuhrat was being fancied by someone.

- He didn’t know why but he felt a tug on his heartstrings as he went to throw them somewhere randomly hidden. Causing him to change his mind last minute, opting to have them gently placed back in his locker instead.

Tachanka

- Alexsandr is a charming show-off so having people admire him isn’t exactly a new thing, but a real admirer?

- Working out with his fellow Spetsnaz Ops is a regular suggestion from Alex. And it leaves his locker free reign for leaving him a little something.

- So when they started to settle down and head up for some drinks and a rest. He almost doesn’t notice the letter left for him. The part that catches his eye is the little red scribbled heart against the white paper.

- He doesn’t hesitate to pick it up, looking it over with a gleam in his eyes.

- Even with his comrades around, Alex opens the hearted paper, a very different texture than the work out equipment he was using before.

- Seeing it’s a lovely love letter, he’s instantly reading it through. He’s smirking and gives a few laughs at some of the letter.

- Not laughing at who this secret admirer is, more of he’s flattered and laughing is his natural reaction.

- Alexsandr thinks the letter is adorable and is dying to know who his admirer is. Unlike many of the others, he’s absolutely and shamelessly asking around to figure out who they are.

#r6s #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #r6 #R6S Spetsnaz #Kapkan x reader #glaz x reader #fuze x reader #tachanka x reader #headcanons #r6 glaz #r6 Kapkan #r6 fuze #r6 tachanka

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konigsprinzessin · 2 years

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Spetsnaz as dads

okay, i really like this prompt and i've seen it be done before but i wanted to add my own personal touch to it. i hope you enjoy this! these are also written in head cannon style.

timur glazkov;

he teaches your children about art from a young age, not exactly teaching about colours but rather lighting and shading techniques.

i imagine him to be a helicopter parent (sorry).

i head cannon him having two daughters and maybe one son and they all have his bright blue eyes.

ceo of stranger danger. "don't get in a stranger's car!". goes crazy if his kids' don't answer the phone after one ring.

scolds his children for swearing.

maxim basuda ;

camping trips (he's saving the skinning part until they're a bit older)

your children's first language is russian. english comes second. even if you don't speak russian. he doesn't care.

"your dad's scary. he's a scary man."

such a softie especially when it comes to his daughters but refuses to wear pink and dress up. might play with dolls but if you take a photo of him with the dolls it will be the end of that for a very long, long, long time.

expect moments of children running around with knives. maxim will laugh and then loose his mind when one of them trips (is not harmed)

shuhrat kessikbayev ;

shuhrat is very self conscious of himself as a parent. he worries that he's not raising them right. lot's of self doubt.

your children steal his ushanka especially in the winter.

bedtime stories galore, especially the ones from his childhood.

teaches them that rootbeer is real beer and water is vodka. it's a joke but the school your children attend worry for their safety at home.

"ice is just frozen vodka!" and such.

alexsandr senaviev ;

picks up his kids by the legs and swings them around in a circle or throws them over his shoulder and runs.

in the winter, he'll push them into the snow without winter gear on.

gives the biggest and warmest hugs.

he will spend all evening trying to teach his kids math or science, really anything just to help them better understand the content so they can do well on their exams.

nu pogodi every night before bed and will binge it for hours with your children on the weekend nights.

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graveyard-ghoulish · 2 years

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what if their s/o suprises the spetz boys wearing a sexy costume like playboy bunny?? how would be their reaction?

plus: I love your posts!!! <3

*cha cha slide beat* now it’s time to get fucked. To the left. throw it back now y’all.

Tachanka:

You’ve summoned his horny. Alex can never keep his hands off of you as is but this is just… he wants to glue his hands to your ass just so he can forever have that good squeeze. His hand is on your thigh at all times you’re near him, feeling your skin through the fishnets and occasionally twanging it against your leg to tease you.

He stares the entire time, drinking in your form. He’s totally distracted (and hard) for god knows how long. All he can think about is ruining you. Very handsy even in public- everyone needs to know that

Prepare to be railed like no other. The bed will probably move like 5 ft from where it originally was due to the force of his thrusts. That’s if he even has the patience to make it home.

Glaz:

You can feel the second his eyes zero in on your ass. He bluescreens for a good minute, actually blushing. It takes every ounce of willpower for Timur to not drop to his knees and worship you right then and there. Normally he hates those cheesy costumes but you in one? His mind is rewired into craving it.

He tries to not stare but it’s a near impossible task, and then he notices others staring and gets possessive. He can keep his hands to himself…but he doesn’t. Consider Timur glued to you for the rest of the night.

Fuze:

The definition of “lord forgive me I’m boutta bust”. Shuhrat has a sudden primal urge to fuck your thighs. Like, it hit him like a train. His imagination goes wild and he feels like a horny teenager again.

It’s all he thinks about the entire night. He’s noticeably distracted and more handsy than normal. Almost considers dragging you away to some private area away from everyone else to get rid of his raging boner but he also hates public sex and would rather take his time at home. So he waits, ignoring his dick crying for help

Kapkan:

Maxim is internally yelling at himself WE MUST STAY FOCUSED FOCUS ON THE TASK AT HAND. Driving to and fro the party, his knuckles are white on the steering wheel 😭

He’s the most composed. Sure he’s stealing glances at you constantly, and sure his dick is trying to crawl out of his pants, but at least he’s not a public slut like Tachanka. It’s an entirely different story the second you get back home.

#x reader #r6s x reader #tachanka x reader #kapkan x reader #fuze x reader #glaz x reader

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chadillacboseman · 2 months

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Do you guys think it's time for another installment of "One Night Only" but I finally include the homo shit we all need right now

#r6 siege #gustave kateb x reader #doc x reader #tachanka x reader

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thatonetruloser · 2 years

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“God could I get any uglier..”

You sighed, pinching the bright red pimple on your face. You released the pesky bump in defeat, wiping tears from your eyes. Washing your hands and looking back into the mirror, your face dropped more. “Butterfaced bitch.” You mumbled to yourself, aggressively drying off your hands. The distance scent of lavender became sort of calming in a way.

“Don’t talk to yourself like that.” Alex stepped into the steamy room, noticeable fog pushing out the doorway. You jumped slightly at his voice. He was never around much so any time you were reminded of his presence was like a jumpscare. “Heh- I forgot you were here.” You exhales sharply in a relieved way, removing your hand from your chest and placing it flat onto the white countertop of the sink.

Alex stayed silent as he stepped close, boots clunking on the wet tile. “Are you alright.” You asked, keeping your head diagonal in an attempt to hide the pimple. He extend an arm and gripped your chin gently, turning your head to face him fully. Scoffing, you lift your head away from his hand and try to walk out the bathroom but was stopped immediately by his arm blocking your path. “Ah ah ah.” He turned slowly, using the same arm to wrap around your waist and pull you in. Resisting, you continued to struggle in his grasp just before he gripped your arms and held you still.

“What did I tell you about talking about yourself that way.”

“I don’t know. That I shouldn’t do it and I should tell myself I look magnificent everyday??” You spoke sarcastically, relaxing your body finally. Alex stepped closer slightly and hold you better, your dripping hair soaking his sleeves. “Exactly.”

You roll your eyes and try to escape again before he put you back in place and made you look at him. “You can’t keep putting yourself down, малыш.” His eyes bore into yours, expression unreadable but words dripping with affection. “It’s not that damn easy Alex.” You look to the ground to avoid his eyes. “It’ll take time. But I think you should at least start to try.” Alexsandr removed his arm from your waist to pull down his balaclava to reveal a small smile.

“Promise me?” He asked softly.

“Can’t promise that.” You attempted to make a run for it but his grip on you tightened.

“Promise. Me.” He demanded, as if you didn’t have a choice. “Fine..” You dramatically sighed before dropping your head to his chest. “Say it” He ran his fingers up and down your wet back.

“I promise.”

“Good. Dinners almost ready.” He let go of you, drying his hands on the towel around your body. You glanced up at the mirror noticing the pimple again before exhaling deeply.

“And for the record..” Alex stopped in the door way, turning his head to face you, “I think your perfect Y/N.” Alex smiled as your body relaxed at his words. He left as quietly as he appeared and you were alone again.

Once last look in the mirror almost ruined the moment before his words echoed in your mind. Taking a deep breath, you quietly mumbled a half assed affirmation and quickly turned away to finish getting dressed. Over and done with! It wasn’t until you were halfway done with pulling your tee over your head when his words came to you again.

“Perfect.” You repeated in the mirror. You laughed, not being able to believe yourself. A couple more seconds before.. you smiled.

“He thinks I’m perfect.”

#tachanka x reader #r6s tachanka #r6s #rainbow six siege #Tachanka #body image #cliche #rainbow six siege x reader

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vampsquerade · 2 years

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Hi! I would like to ask for some fluff with Tachanka. whatever comes to your mind, take ur time~ I'm sorry for such a not very specific request. Have a good day and a gorgeous autumn. We all love you very much <3

I really hope that tumblr will not lose the request at least from you this time, as it does with my posts…

hi!! i’m so sorry i’m just now getting to your request anon :0 and ik you said for me to take my time dkvdksdbns i just always apologize bc it’s a bad habit lol but thank you so much for your request anyways! i hope you have a lovely week and an even more lovely autumn! you’re absolutely too kind, i love you so so much

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Tachanka x Reader: Questioning Professionalism

Trigger Warnings: mostly fluff, mentions of injury, blood, stitching, flirting, first meeting

After being forced by both Shuhrat and Timur, Aleksandr headed to the infirmary to get an open wound checked out. He had brushed it off, seeing as how he’s had worse happen to him and he’s survived, but the younger Russians weren’t going to let him keep a huge gash in his arm to keep bleeding. Rounding the corner, Aleksandr could see that the lights of the infirmary were on, so he hurried up and made his way inside so he could get this all over with. And once he was inside, he would come to find there was nobody in sight.

“Is there anybody here?” Aleksandr asked loudly, as if attempting to get the attention of some phantom within the infirmary, and the sound of a clipboard nearly falling caused him to look to his right. “Okay, so you are in here. Come out of your hiding spot Gustave.” he said. And instead of Gustave stepping out, it was you. “Hi…I don’t think you and I have met before. I’m one of the nurses who just got hired here?” you say, giving him a soft smile. “Nice to meet you. I need help with my arm.” he said rather bluntly. “What’s the problem with it? Could you let me see?” you ask. Aleksandr then shows you his still very much bleeding gash and your eyes went wide. “Have you seriously been walking around like that?!” you ask, now concerned. “I didn’t think it was much of an issue. It’s just a scratch.” Aleksandr said, chuckling at your change in demeanor.

You gave him a look, and it caused him to fluster underneath his balaclava. “Well, now I'm gonna have to clean and close you up. Here,” you walk away to bring over a little disinfected table for him to put his arm on, “rest your arm.” you say. Aleksandr did what you said and he carefully rested his bleeding arm onto the small table, watching as you went to wash your arms and hands before putting on a pair of surgical gloves. You then gather materials to disinfect, stitch, and bandage Aleksandr’s arms and set them onto a smaller tray. “You’re very meticulous when it comes to this. Just like Gustave.” Aleksandr jokes. “Well when it comes to a field like mine, you have to be meticulous. There’s absolutely no margin of error that’s to be made when fixing up another human being.” you say a bit sternly.

Aleksandr kept his eyes intently on you as you began to disinfect and clean off any excess or dried blood off him. You then apply a very small amount of numbing cream around the outside of the wound, before grabbing a needle and surgical suture, now beginning to stitch his arm up. “Has anyone ever told you how amazing you look when you’re at work?” Aleksandr said. “Nope. Usually the people I get to tend to are passed out or nearly dead.” you say nonchalantly, causing Aleksandr to roar with laughter. “Seriously? I’m surprised, someone as stunning as you should be praised more for saving someone’s life and limbs then.” he said. Letting out a soft scoff, you shake your head as you continue stitching him up.

After a good bit of you stitching and Aleksandr complimenting your work, you clean anything else off him and bandage him up. “There. Your stitches should dissolve in a couple of weeks, so try not to hurt yourself on that arm again, okay?” you say. Though you didn’t notice it, you were actually holding onto Aleksandr’s hand, and he decided to intertwine your fingers. “You should probably let go, unless you want to keep holding my hand like a lost little bear.” he teased. You visibly fluster, immediately letting go of his hand and turning away, “I-I’m so sorry. That was super unprofessional of me, i-it won’t happen again.” you apologize. “Oh don’t be so embarrassed now. You liked holding my hand, I saw that look in your eyes, little one. What’s your name?” Aleksandr teased.

In an attempt to calm yourself down, you breathe in and out deeply once before clearing your throat. “My name is Y/N. I don’t really know many of you operators, since you guys only come in when you’re feeling sick or have an injury, so I’d like to get to know you so I can remember.” you say. “I am Aleksandr. Consider us now both good friends, да?” he suggested, winking at you and making you fluster again before he began walking out of the infirmary. “Y-You can’t just flirt like that and then leave!” you exclaim. Aleksandr stops walking and turns to you, taking off his balaclava now. You saw the ridge of his jawline, the sharp warmth he had to his face, and you seemingly tensed up. “And what would you rather me do, little one?” he asked in a lower, huskier tone.

You bite your lip and look away from him, now intimidated by both his stature and his face. “Don’t look away from me, I don’t bite. Unless you ask.” he said, gently grabbing your chin. Aleksandr turned you to face him, but you still kept your gaze averted from his. “Come on, don’t be so cruel to me. Surely there’s something you need to tell.” he continued. “M-Maybe…we could settle it all on a date..? I don’t…this is…not professional…” you say as you now shift your gaze back to him. “Who cares for professionalism? Not me. Just relax, and let Tachanka take good care of you,” Aleksandr said, grinning. “O-Okay…” you say sheepishly.

Aleksandr then let go of your chin, before kissing your forehead and leaving. He then popped his head back in to speak with you one last time, “Let us see each other again tomorrow. I want to get to know you more before my redeployment. We can go on our date when I return.” he said before leaving completely. You put a hand to your chest and sigh, still extremely flustered.

#r6s #rainbow six siege #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege x reader #r6s tachanka #aleksandr senaviev #tachanka x reader #x reader #fluff #fluff fic #r6s Spetsnaz

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Spetsnaz and SAS ops on a scale of immediately to never if their friend (the reader) shot them a text saying “Please come pick me up! Location yadayadayada”. How fast would they drive, what are they thinking, etc. (like- Rate them)

Imagine

Extra: You got into a fight (with strangers) over something very dumb.

Spetsnaz:

Tachanka wouldn’t even text back to ask if there was an emergency. He is the type of person to sprint to his car and drive to the location you sent him.

He is definitely the most caring one out of the other ops.

“Please be safe.” His eyebrows would be furrowed the entire ride.

Gets speeding tickets, but won’t care. As long as you haven’t put yourself in a sticky situation, he is willing to pay multiple of ‘em.

“Y/N is going to be the end of me.”

Hearing the tires screeching multiple blocks away, you knew it was Alexs.

Got yourself in trouble over something stupid? Better get ready for the silent treatment he’s going to give.

“Alexs, say something!”

Don’t even try to get this stubborn man talking when he is annoyed. Tachanka would eventually give you an earful, but not until you two reached the parking lot.

10/10 would recommend to text him first. He has always his phone near him and is the quickest to arrive to the location. No matter how often you text him to pick you up, or what the reasoning behind it is. He drives fast and furious to wherever you want him.

Fuze would let out a deep sigh.

Would read your message, but ignore it for a couple of minutes.

Shuhrat would wait until you called him. If it’s an emergency, you would call him instead of send a text.. right?

His mind would start to imagine the worst as he’s still waiting for another text message or a call.

“блядь” (shit)

Would take big steps to where his car is parked.

He would grip the steering wheel a bit too tight and hit the curb as his mind wanders to your safety.

“You better have a good reason to ignore my calls.”

Breaks just in time for the pedestrians to cross the street. Is too much in his head and can’t even remember how he drove to your location. Probably ignored a traffic sign or two.

“It’s not too big of a deal.” Is what you would say wiping the small cut on your cheek. Shuhrat wouldn’t be too upset like Tachanka, but he would still get angry for not informing him enough.

“Why do you even have a phone if you are not gonna use it properly!” Would raise his voice a bit, but cool down pretty quickly.

“Don’t ever text me something vague like that again.”

Be more specific with him, otherwise frustration will be the end of him

7/10 would recommend, but not if there is an emergency emergency. Will ignore your message for a while, until his nerves and imagination gets the best of him.

Glaz is trained to be calm at any given situation.

Timur is not going to freak himself out like the other ops.

Would call you once to ask what’s going on. If he gets no answer in half an hour, that’s when he will pick you up.

Is still worried, but can handle his emotions very well.

Intensely focused on the road and his surroundings.

Glaz possesses a unique and creative approach to problem solving. He would observe your movement and behavior, before getting out of the car.

“Got yourself into trouble again I see. You remind me of myself. Only difference is that I can get myself out of trouble I caused. Unlike you.” Glaz subconsciously rubs the scar on his right eye as he lets out a quick laugh.

Won’t judge you and make sure you feel safe and happy again by joking about the situation.

9/10 would recommend, especially if you need someone to lift up your bad mood. Is not the quickest to arrive, but it is worth the wait.

Kapkan is the type to try and figure out what happened to you.

“Why would Y/N text me something like that? Hmm… I remember them saying this morning-“ etc.

Strategist, even outside of his work.

Doesn’t really worry all too much, but there is a voice in his head telling him to hurry up.

Takes his trusty ol’ knife with him. Just in case.

Talks to himself while driving and follows the traffic rules. “I wonder why Y/N said it that way…”

For Basuda, life is harsh. But level headedness is what matters to him the most.

After seeing you with a bloody lip, he would lose his cool and calm posture for a second.

“What happened and give me the details.” Maxim will listen to every word you have to say. Won’t interrupt even once.

The silence afterwards is what would freak you out. There’s no way guessing what he’s thinking.

6/10 would recommend, but the tension would probably get to you. He gives an unsettling vibe because of his calm aura. He’s too much in his head thinking about why and how. However, he will help cleaning up your small wound.

SAS:

Sledge is at your location in no time.

Big guy is probably the fastest one to come get you.

“Y/N won’t text me in this tone. Must be something wrong.”

He is trying not to get hotheaded, but will curse and push a couple of people out of the way.

“What’s wrong?” Will grab and examine your face. “Who hurt you?”

Makes you feel instantly save and puts an arm around your shoulder.

Walks you to the car and keeps on asking questions.

He understands why you would fight over something dumb, because he does the same thing.

Makes you promise to not do something that’s going to put you in danger again.

Will hug you tight.

10/10 would recommend, is a very caring and easy going friend. Will understand your irrational decision making, but will make you promise a thousand times to not get in trouble again.

Mute will ignore the beeping sound coming from his phone.

Chandar is very reserved and can be cold towards people. Including you.

He experiences a lot of social agitation and therefore not check the message for as long as he can. (1 hour max.)

“Can’t they just be more specific?” Gets annoyed but still manages to drag himself to his car.

Drives very relaxed and even enjoys the view on his way.

“Why would they text me?” He asks himself.

Does get a little worried after seeing a bit of blood on your shirt, but won’t push you into the topic.

Says nothing during or after the ride back.

3/10 would actually not recommend. You need to be his best friend since childhood for him to take you seriously. He just gets uncomfortable with expressing himself or ask personal questions. Chandar will judge you silently.

Smoke will run out of the house without grabbing a jacket.

James is a thrill seeker and he enjoys chaos. But not when it comes to his friends. Then he is more cautious and serious.

He drives like he is going to miss an important appointment. Like he has no care in the world.. or traffic. But will still turn on the radio for some music to calm his nerves.

Your phone will read ’50 missed calls from James.”

Won’t like seeing you hurt and you will need a little bit of force to keep him out of trouble.

“It’s fine, James. Let’s just go please. Don’t start a fight.” You will have to drag him out of the place.

Will demand to hear the entire story and eventually pat your back and say “it takes courage to stand up for yourself. Just be more careful the next time.”

8/10 would recommend, because he is a little reckless himself and will stand up for you no matter what. Very supportive and fast. Only thing is that you will have to drag him out before he gets himself in trouble.

Thatcher is a force no one can stop.

He is driving aggressively because he thinks of the worst case scenario.

If there is no real emergency, please don’t text him like that. Thatcher has a hell of a temper and get’s triggered very easily.

Will walk fast towards you and ask you where they hurt you.

Motions you to sit and wait in the car.

“I’ll be right back.”

There is no way you can stop him from ‘paying them back’.

After waiting for a couple of minutes, you can see his shirt wrinkled and sweat forming on his forehead. Hands still shaking.

“Mike, what are you-“ “I don’t want to hear anything right now.”

Is quiet and radiates anger. Anything that reminds him of his loved ones getting hurt, makes him see red. Even if it is over something stupid.

0/10 would not recommend, because of the anger and also making you feel bad about the situation. Better choose someone else to text if you don’t want Thatcher to get hurt. Emotionally and physically.

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m-beloved · 5 months

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Me and my pookie talk about some R6s characters. Sorry this isn't a writing post, I really should start working on my requests

I want Tachanka to crush my head with any part of his body. Preferable his arms, but anywhere else will be fine

#r6s x reader #r6s tachanka x reader #tachanka x reader #kapkan x reader #rainbow six x reader #r6s vigil x reader #vigil x reader

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Just One More

A/N: Female reader, I couldn't really see Alex as a choking kind of person. I think I always see him as a real giver not one into hurting his partner in anyway. There was like also a request from ages ago for oral so like here you go lol. (I cleaned out the ask box) Also yay! Finally the last of kinktober. (Even though its like a week late lol)

Day 30: Overstimulation

Word count: 1004

Warnings: smut

AO3 Kinktober Masterlist

He was never one to overly tease. If there was one thing he loved, was pleasing you. You were the one that liked to play games. Nothing harmful of course, but you certainly did your fair share of teasing. Starting things you couldn't finish, those extra long touches, the fuck me eyes that you begged him with.

You would have thought he was used to it by now, but no. Alexsandr never resisted. Perhaps he was just humouring you. The thought did occur, you highly doubt his self-control was that little. Either way, the pair of you seemed to always enjoy the little games you play. Or at least you enjoyed playing them and he enjoyed what came after.

The entire day you had done everything in your power to get as close as you could to him only to be ripped away moments later. At the day finished and it turned to day, Alex had finally got you in his grasp. He certainly wasn't going to let go anytime soon.

"Mmm hi." You smiled into the kiss he shared with you. Your arms hung around his shoulders while he wrapped his around your waist. It gave him the perfect amount of space to pull you flush against him.

His hard-on that he was sporting became painfully obvious and when you smugly went to mention it he put his lips back on yours. Like a beast, he ravished you, open mouth kisses that mixed with a growl that rumbled in this throat. One hand palmed at your ass for a moment before he brought it forward and yanked down your pants.

A gasp left your lips when they ripped away from his and he sunk down onto the ground. Alex picked you up by the thighs and lifted you onto his shoulders. Not a second later his lips were on your cunt and he dove in.

He didn't care as your thighs tightened around his head or the way your entire body weight settled on top of him. If there was one thing about Alexsandr, it was that he was strong. His muscles flexed as he held onto your thighs. His fingers massaged into you while his tongue worked away.

His entire face was pressed in between your legs, his tongue inside of you while he sucked. Slurping up your juices like a starved man. Your taste one being one he could never get enough of. If it was the last thing he ever tasted, he would be a happy man.

A moan rippled from your lips and you could practically feel his smile into you. Your fingers tangled into his hair as you rolled your hips. Head tilted back, it didn't have much support. He was your only support, your only lifeline.

Your body hunched over his head and continued to roll your hips against him over and over until a cry left your lips. "Alex!" Your legs clenched around his head and your hands shook. Had it been anyone else you probably would have snapped their neck.

That deafening white wave that claimed your senses slowly settled down. Not entirely though. Alexsandr wouldn’t allow that. The ringing in your ears stopped and you untucked yourself from Alex's head. He used the opportunity to lower you down from his face and into his lap. It was then you felt his cock already out and rock hard, weeping at the taste of you.

You mumbled into his chest where you buried your face. "M sensitive." Yet your words didn't detur Alexsandr when he aligned himself with you and pulled you down on it.

A pained moan left your lips and your head tilted back. Still so sensitive, you clawed into his chest. "I got you." He kissed the side of your head, lips and chin still soaked with your juices. One would think you would get used to the pure stretch that his cock created. But no, every time he split you open it felt like the first.

A hand snaked in between you and started to rub your clit with two of his large fingers found your clit. A long drawn out whine of your mouth and him smirk as you leaned away from him but he didn’t let you go too far. With keen eyes he watched you, his hips thrusting into you practically making you bounce with force. “Let you go many times today, not now.”

“So sensitive though.” You squirmed.

“Just another one for me.” He leaned forward against you.

“You always say that.” It was so much, so overwhelming and your body threatened to go over the edge again.

“One step at a time no?”

Your thighs tightened together as much as you possibly could, only kept apart due to his massive thighs that you were mounted on. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as your eyes squeezed shut again and you shuddered.

“Shh shh, that's it. Cum for me.”

Your hang gript his wrist but he didn’t stop, rubbing you through your high. A ring of white formed around the base of his cock, evidence of your high that rushed through your body. It wet the parts of his pants that hadn’t been moved enough but he didn’t care. He never cared how messy things got. Alexsandr pulled you against his chest and started to assault your neck with his mouth. His lips blessed the skin up to under your ear. “You clench so well around me.”

“Please Alex give me a second.” He was always one to cave when you begged. Not this time.

“No. You can handle it.” He didn’t stop rubbing as you stayed so completely overstimulated, twitching on top of him. It was so much, his fingers, his cock, his entire presence. You didn’t know what to do, or how to cope. You couldn’t really create a single proper thought.

“Alex.” You whimpered and he kissed your neck again, a praise on his lips.

“Doing so well for me, just one more.” He lied.

#tachanka x reader #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #alexsandr senaviev

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ghostiex0 · 2 years

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How do the spets handle another woman (or man) coming up to them and flirting with them. And even after being told that He has a s/o, they reply “they don’t have to know~”.

Would any of them fold?

You picked some boys I think would be very loyal so here we go! Mentions of if the relationship was going bad!

Kapkan already isn’t a big fan of being near loads of people. He prefers solitude, so he’s got his eyes peeled. As soon as they even step within his bubble he’s got his eyes boring into them. The only way they would be able to get on a good footing with Maxim is if they brought up something he’s interested in. A good option would be people watching. Crack a joke about how people behave and how it’s fun to watch and he’ll give a small nod, open to listening to them from there on. As soon as they start making moves though, he notices. He would most likely not fold. He wouldn’t be broken up about it if he did it in a bad relationship, but he just believes it’s wrong to cheat and would avoid it. Maxim would prefer to call things off if he felt he wanted someone else. He’s also kind of offended they didn’t back off when he said he had an s/o. It says a lot about what kind of person they are.

Glaz is kind of a magnet to people, even if they don’t realize it themselves. Hes got a certain view of the world people wish they could see through. The person hitting on him probably engaged in a one on one with him to be able to see that side of him. Timur can be kind of a flirt without noticing it, so he may have played around a bit but if they get too comfortable, he quickly draws the line. Timur is one I can confidently say would never cheat. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself even if things were bad and he cheated. He’s a freak but not like that.

Fuze is not a talker at all. I don’t really know how the person would have been able to feel comfortable enough with him to be so bold, like please. And he basically rejects them and they continue??? Yeah he’s making it clear he’s uncomfortable and wants too get away. Probably going to try and contact you in some way. If you’re at the event, he’s going up to you and staying for the rest of the night by your side. But, if things are really bad in your relationship, I can see Shuhrat folding a bit. Already, relationships aren’t his thing, so if the love he felt before that was strong enough to make him want to be with you was gone, he would fold sadly. There would be no feelings for the seducer either though, just pent up emotions he needs out.

Tachanka. Nope sorry. This man would never fold. He’s hot, I can understand why they would want him, but if they knew him they would know he’s hopelessly devoted to the person he’s with. With his partner he’s their #1 protector and would never betray them. If the relationship is going bad, Alexsandr would still do everything he could to make it work. You would probably have to be the one to call it off. He’s pretty annoyed with the person hitting on him and would start doing something like talking about how he loves to fuck you to make them get it through their thick skull.

#r6s #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #headcanons #r6 #kapkan #kapkan x reader #glaz #glaz x reader #fuze #fuze x reader #tachanka #tachanka x reader #spetsnaz

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