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#Kapkan R6S
luciifernn · 11 months
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year
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Nothing Like Home
Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda X gn!Reader
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Original Request: Happy early birthday to you! May I request a Kapkan x Reader with the romantic line, "You remembered my favorite food?" It's the little things that count-
Nonnie YES, I love soft!Kapkan so much. Thanks for the prompt. I wrote this so corny but...I don't care teehee.
Tags/Warnings: SFW, food mentioned, comfort, fluff, romance, just a cute fluffy fic.
Word Count: 390
You were standing in the entryway of the house, waiting anxiously for Maxim to walk through the door. The moment you’d heard he was coming back home from another dangerous Rainbow Six mission, you’d been planning his meal. You knew he would be back early in the morning, so you’d been up since 6:30am just trying to make it perfect.
You knew his favorites, eggs sunny side up, French toast with cinnamon and fresh strawberries, and sausage links. You smirked thinking about the time you gave him patties instead.
“Krasivaya, what is this?” He picked up the patty in his fingers before slapping it into the plate.
“Sausage, why?”
“I will eat it, because you made it, but this is not right.” He did eat it, and every time you made sausage since, you thought back to that day with fondness.
The table was made, orange juice in the fancy glass bottle in the center; you normally only used it for special occasions and this one was as special as any. Your heart leapt when he walked through the door right at eight, tall and broad as you remembered. He wasted no time dropping his bags and grabbing you in his huge arms.
“Krasivaya, I missed you.” He said, squeezing you so hard you thought you might suffocate.
“Max, I missed you too but I can’t breathe.” You managed to choke out before he put you down.
He leaned in and kissed you deeply, you imagined he must’ve been a little touch deprived after having been gone for so long. When he stopped, his sharp eyes narrowed and he took in a deep inhale.
“Is that…” he looked at you with an affectionate smile, “you made breakfast.”
You nodded, “yes I did.”
Other than his obvious excitement to see you, Maxim was excited to finally be able to eat some real food. He made his way to the dining room where you’d put the meal out on display for him. You stood there proudly at your accomplishment.
“You remembered my favorite food…” he sounded a little surprised, “spasibo.”
“I’m glad you’re happy, and I’m glad you’re home.” You felt warm knowing he was there with you, and having a good hot meal.
“I love you.” He said softly, kissing you once more.
“I love you too, Max. Welcome home.”
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pop-six-squish · 1 month
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Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the edgiest of them all ?
(I added glitter for good balance)
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redd956 · 10 months
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Kapkan's russian voice via the op video
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sparkling-opal · 11 months
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PRIDE ICONS - kapkan ; rainbow six siege ; 200x200 ( requested by @r6shippingdelivery )
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shkretart · 8 months
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Rainbow 6 Siege drawings. I like to play this game even though I don't understand a lot of things.
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frogchiro · 2 months
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To add onto to R6S thirst fuze and Kapkan are some men you would wanna check out !
Kapkan is so large and heavy build for what?? Like,, his shoulders are so fucking broad I want him to put me in a headlock ;;
Also his voice and the line about being a real hunter? I immediately imagined him liking a little bit of predator play where he'll chase after you through the cold woods deep in Russia in the dead of the night, giving you a slight ahead jump 'because he's not that cruel' :((
Just imagine running, your heart beating out of your chest in a mix of excitement and fear as you can basically feel the huge, burly man being hot on your heels even if you don't see or hear him and the darkness in the barely illuminated wood aren't helping you at all.
Imagine Kapkan eventually catching you, because of course he does, and wrangles you to the ground, his heavy body covering you as he mounts you, mating with you like two animals in heat right then and there in the middle of the dark wood, your sounds of mutual pleasure echoing through the night <3
In the end you'll end up cuddling by a small fire Kapkan put together in the opening of a small cave he found, his large, warm body warming you up as you sit in his lap, wrapped tightly in his cloak and a fur he brought along, nuzzling into the large male's neck while he murmurs into your ear sweet nothings in russian, calling you his best, lovely girl and how thankful he is that you did this for him <3
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gqe-leh · 18 days
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ojiisan01 · 5 months
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His heart is broken
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schizo-bbgs · 1 year
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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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l3r40l · 1 month
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So, Deimos, how was your first week with your new colleagues?
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year
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Corpse voice request anon here xD
But yeah just kapkan waking up to like very deep voiced reader and being an absolute simp for reader. If you do write kapkan as a bottom then maybe also have reader break kapkans back iyk
Atta Boy
bottom!Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda X m!Reader
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NONNIEEEE This is my FIRST MLM fic EVER so it was very exciting for me to do :) I really hope I did it justice and hope you enjoyed it!
Tags/Warnings: NSFW, m/m, anal, anal fingering, anal creampie, bottom!Kapkan
Word Count: 818
Russian Terms:
Dobroye utro = good morning
Khoroshiy = Good
“Dobroye utro.” Maxim said, stirring against you.
“Mm good morning.” You said, voice deeper than usual in the morning haze.
Maxim’s first motive in the morning was to torture you by rubbing his rear against your hardened cock. You snaked your large hand over his waist and felt his abdomen ripple under your touch. You buried your face into the nape of the hunter’s neck, inhaling his musky scent.
“You’re such a fucking tease Maxim.” You groaned, rutting against him through your boxer-briefs.
“I don’t know what you mean.” He said, playing coy as always.
“You know exactly what I mean.” You said in a low growl.
That got his attention. Maxim was a sucker for your abnormally deep vocals. He turned to face you, eyes dark and full of lust. He was already hard, cock touching your thigh. The smirk over his lips was impossible for him to hide around you. If there was one thing that was true about Maxim, it was that he was good at keeping his composure, except when it came to you.
“Atta boy.” You teased, latching your lips onto his harshly, drawing soft moans from him every time your mouth melted over his.
You started tugging at the waist of his underwear, desperate to feel his cock in your hand. He helped you, pulling them down over his ankles and tossing them to the side of the bed. You took yours off too, keeping your mouth on his the entire time.
“Mm…Max.” You groaned in a deep tone past the hunter’s lips.
Your name sounded like a prayer coming from his mouth when he said it in return. You parted from him, making sure to grab the lube from the nightstand while Max got into position for you. He loved nothing more in the morning than a hot cup of black coffee, and your thick cock lodged deep in his ass.
You stroked your fist over yourself, coating your length in the slick substance. Maxim presented himself to you, face down into the mattress, rear out and ready for you. You climbed onto the bed behind him. With a lubed finger, you pushed past his tight ring of muscle, hearing him whine into the comforter.
“Relax, come on. I know you can do it.” You lulled gently.
His cock was leaking down onto the sheets when you pushed another finger in, scissoring your digits to prep him for your size. When you were sure he was ready, as ready as he could be, you lined your cock up with his hole. You grabbed his hip with one hand before pushing past the threshold, and feeling the warmth envelop your girth.
“Oh, Max…fuck.” You groaned, beginning to thrust into his tight hole.
You put a large hand on the strong back of the hunter, pushing him down as you started thrusting into him harder. Maxim’s tight ring contracted, squeezing over your length and drawing deep, raspy moans from you. You started fucking him faster, more ravenously.
You leaned forward and grabbed his weeping shaft in your firm hand, stroking him to the rhythm of your thrusts. His whimpers got louder as you did, though they were still muffled by the mattress. You looked down at him, his face was turned to the side, reddened from the assault on his rear. He was drooling a dark spot onto the sheets.
“Tell me how that feels.” You urged, knowing it would be difficult for him.
“Khoroshiy,” he muttered, followed by a deep groan.
You continued running your fist over his cock, running down the length and then back to the base. He was so needy, so whiny, and you loved every small sound the strong Russian made at your touch. You started fucking him harder, feeling yourself getting closer to climax. His body slid forward. You brought one hand to his hip, and the other to pull on his dark locks. You leaned forward, and pulled his ear to your mouth.
“I’m gonna fill you up Max, you ready for that?” You said in the deepest, darkest tone you could muster.
“D-da.” He managed to get out.
You kept his hair clenched in your fingers, enjoying seeing the way he was coming unraveled under your grasp. You felt the heat pooling in your lower abdomen, and your cock stiffened with your impending orgasm.
“Here we go, f-fuck.”
Even as you came, your gruff voice remained low. You felt your cock pulsating while you filled Maxim with your hot cum. He moaned, and his body trembled beneath you. When you were sure you were sufficiently spent, you pulled out of him and stepped off the bed.
“That’s my good boy.” You cooed, knowing that underneath him you’d find a cumstained sheet where he’d also found relief. “Now get yourself cleaned up, we have a busy day ahead.”
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acyicy · 21 days
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itsohh · 8 months
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Proposing with the Spetsnaz’s
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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!”
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cerosin-bis · 2 months
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Привет, Cerosin.
Your drawings are something else in good way. I understand that right now you are more into COD, but can we expect some KapGlaz arts in the future? Last one was 7 months ago. I don't usually ship characters, but you are one of few reasons why I made second exclusion in my life. As a Russian man, I really want more those handsome Russian men loving each other in my feed.
Заранее благодарю за ответ и успехов тебе в дальнейшем! (Thank you in advance and good luck in future projects!)
Hi! Thank you so much for your message. It means a lot. I'm humbled that you like my art of these two enough to take the time to tell and send me this. I hope you'll see this answer! ♥
I do think I'll occasionally doodle KapGlaz although it's bound to be rarer given that I'm not a proficient artist at all and I can only muster the energy to make one doodle per week, so I tend to focus on what fuels me the most at the moment.
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... But my love for these two is absolutely intact. I doodled them upon answering this ask and it's not much, but drawing them - by memory - feels like eating your favourite dish you haven't tasted in years. Anyway. thanks again - береги себя!)😌
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