#Maxim Basuda x you

[melodygatesauthor]

Nothing Like Home

Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda X gn!Reader

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.”

Birthday Celebration Masterlist

[puff0o0]

Thinking of writing for kapkan from Rainbow six siege (specifically doing the self aware au with him just let me do research hehehe)

[melodygatesupdates]

A New Dream - FINALE

Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda X f!Reader

Chapter 21 Excerpt:

“Krasivaya?”

You turned your head. When you tried to sit up you felt a sharp pain in your leg.

“No no no, stay still.” He put his hand on yours. “You’re safe now, you’re in the infirmary on base.”

“What happened?” You croaked out, throat dry. “How long have I been out?”

He couldn’t even answer you before you started sobbing. You were crying out with relief, fatigue, pain, everything that had built up since you’d been taken. More than anything, you were happy to still be alive, and happy to have Kapkan there with you. Finally, you were together again.

Available only on AO3

[chadillacboseman]

hi, how are you??? what about a hc's of Spetsnaz group receving a birthday gift from their crush??? how they would react???

Kapkan

🕸 He hasn't celebrated a birthday in years- he forgets he even has one sometimes. Sure, it's in his file, but he never mentions it to his fellow operators. What's the point, right?

🕸 You find his birthdate one day randomly, and it's coming up next month. You wonder to yourself why he never mentioned it.

🕸 To surprise Maxim, you buy a small cake and a little bone charm he can clip to his rucksack.

🕸 You present the gifts to him with a wide grin and exclaim "happy birthday!"

🕸 You're met with a blink and a long, silent stare, which takes the wind out of your sails. Is he upset?

🕸 You're about to apologize when he grabs hold of you and pulls you in tight. He doesn't say anything, just holds you in close until you sheepishly ask if everything is okay.

🕸 Little do you know, he's barely holding it together behind that gaiter. He's never told you how he feels about you out of fear that you won't reciprocate. Getting this little gift from you? This gives him the push he needs.

Fuze

💥 Shuhrat still celebrates his birthday- he's only 34 after all. In typical explosive fashion, he enjoys a good bar crawl that results in a blackout taxi ride home.

💥 He invites you out to partake in the festivities- hoping to maybe get a few moments alone with you during the chaos.

💥 A few drinks in and the others are crowded around the bar getting drinks or gambling while you and Shuhrat are left alone at the table. Tipsily, you pull out a box and slide it across the surface to him.

💥 He cocks an eyebrow and pulls the lid off to reveal a rabbit fur ushanka.

💥 Maybe it's the booze, or maybe it's the fact that this is the perfect gift from the most perfect person he's ever met, but Shuhrat is feeling brave.

💥 He glances at the others who are distracted and asks you if you want to get some fresh air outside with him.

💥 You agree and he plops the ushanka on his head with a grin before linking arms with you and heading out the door.

[soundcrazy]

Bittersweet

Here’s my first R6 fanfic. I picked Kapkan cause I feel like there aren’t many Kapkan fanfics out there! I hope you enjoy it <3

Warnings: little angsty

Word count: 505

Kapkan/Maxim Basuda x Reader

        After a long boring day, I relax in my room clean my guns till I see Maxim walk past my door. I quickly set everything down and rush out to see him.

        Although when I turn and look down the hallway I can’t him anywhere so I take off down the hallway where I think he traveled to. With one turn I found him stuck talking to Alexander. I smile knowing this is my shot at speaking with him. “Maxim!” I call out to him but he cuts the conversation with Alexander short and walks off.

        Frowning and I follow after him. Even with his fast pace, I keep up with him as he leads me into a room with no one in it and he finally turns around and looks at me.

        “Maxim,” I pause to catch my breath, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

        He stares at me. A blank stare, almost like all his emotions, is running through him and he is unable to portray a single one. He slowly begins to walk up to me and grabs me by my shoulders. “Y/N, leave me alone.”

        I tilt my head in confusion but deep down hurt began to fill my heart. “What?”

        “I said, leave me alone.” His grip gets stronger to the point it began to hurt.

        “Maxim you’re hurting me.” I give a soft groan from the pain but his grip finally softens, but his eyes soften too. He looks guilty and sad to have hurt me. 

        “I’m sorry Y/N. I just need you to leave me alone. Please.” He lets me go and slowly walks past me to the door.

        “Wait!” He pauses and turns his head a little bit. “I wanted to tell you that I love you, Maxim.” I look at his figure as he goes stiff and turns slowly around.

        “Y/N, please don’t love me.” His normal cold tone voice goes low and pain-filled as he spoke. 

        “Why not?” I keep my tone calm but I want to scream.

        “I don’t want to get hurt for loving me, Y/N.” He turns giving me his full attention as he continues, “I’ve been avoiding you so maybe you’ll hate me and won’t feel grief-struck if I get hurt or worse.” He takes a few steps to me. “I don’t want to cause you pain.” 

        All I can do is whisper his name as I walk closer to him and lay a hand on his cheek. “Maxim, you will never cause me pain. I will make sure to help, protect, and cover you on missions and remember I could never hate you.”

        He lays his larger hand over mine and smiles. “Thank you.” He wraps his other arm around my waist and pulls me close.

        We look into each other's eyes and I smile, this is what I have always wanted. Maxim happy and me in his arms. He may have wanted me to hate him for my safety but our love will protect us more than anything. 

The end.

[vampsquerade]

Can I get a Kapkan x reader where the team is practicing with paintball and he gets really competitive over it and sets paintball EDDs?

of course you can! sorry i’m just now getting to this one, i got a bit burnt out and just let the requests pile up haha…but this is something fun! thank you for requesting it! this is the first time we’re seeing kapkan solo on my account too! i mixed it up juuusg a bit, so hope you enjoy, and thank you once again for requesting!

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Kapkan x Reader: Competitive Spirit

Trigger Warnings: Mild arguments, teasing fun, playful punching, suggestive themes mentions of: predator/prey play and domination

Tensions were seemingly rising after the most recent Six Invitational, after a bunch of operators decided they would leave to join NIGHTHAVEN, and there was only one real way Harry could have helped ease these tensions was by creating a more friendly version of it. He decided to hold a mock one that held no prize, and had you all split off into teams. All attackers were paired with attackers, and the same was done for defenders. The way the bracket would work, however, was a bit complicated. Only certain loadouts were allowed, with some of your tech being banned and others not, despite advantages they held. Attackers would go against attackers, and the same would also be done for defenders. Once an attacking or defending team won against their opponent, the attacking team would then fight the opposing defending team before moving on to the finals. Sure, it could have been a bit confusing to one, but to another? It was seen as a whole new advantage.

Classified as an attacker in your training scenarios, you were obviously placed in your own team, and you were the first team to go up against another attacker team. Your boyfriend, Maxim Basuda, would be the defender team you would probably see later down the line if you kept winning. And to be frankly honest, you felt extremely intimidated. Your set team consisted of yourself, Olivier, Erik, Shuhrat, and Craig. A bit of an odd match up, but since you were able to line Shuhrat’s cluster charges with the paintballs you were instructed to use, you saw your team moving up the ranks much easier than anyone else has. However, you couldn’t help but feel a slight tension between you and Maxim.

The two of you were super competitive whenever pitted against each other, doing whatever you both could to win or gain an advantage over one another. And in this instance, despite no prize pool in the friendlier Invitational, the two of you were more than determined and ready to win. Maxim was prepared for once your team had to go against his, having prepared custom E.D.Ds filled with paint just for the occasion. As you were waiting for your teammates who had previously been hit with paintballs in the prior match before you managed to clutch up, Maxim approached you. “Ready to get absolutely annihilated once it’s our turn?” Maxim asked, sitting down next to you. “Ha! As if we’ll be absolutely annihilated. Though I can’t use my Override MK-1, I can still find a way to get you covered up in paint and make you lose.” you sneer, crossing your arms around yourself, keeping your paintball guns right in the seat right next to you.

Giving you a wolfish grin, Maxim then pat your knee out of excitement. “I’d love to see you try, кошечка. You and I are surprisingly very evenly matched, so going up against my team would be a nice 50/50 for both of us.” he said. “I know…how about the two of us have a nice little bet we could wager on, yeah?” you suggest, taking off your balaclava and C50 mask. Maxim’s eyes sparked interest, staring at yours intently, “And what would that be?” he asked. “If I win, I can finally dominate you. If you win, we can try out that predator/prey fantasy you have.” you say. Raising his eyebrows, that interest in his eyes became a dark haze, and Maxim raised his mask over his nose, “Wagering sex with me…I see now. Well then, you know what comes with that kind of a bet.” he said, standing you up as he saw your teammates approaching. “And what would that be?” you say, slipping your balaclava and C50 mask back on.

Maxim pulled you close and whispered in your ear, “I will do everything in my power to make sure you lose. And I mean, everything.” he said. He then gave your ass a nice squeeze before letting go of you, “Good luck out there, you’re definitely going to need it now.” Maxim said as he walked away from all of you, giving you a wink. A bit confused, Craig looked at you and crossed his arms, “That was suspicious. What’d the two of you talk about?” he asked. “Oh, just friendly banter! Now come on, let’s go set up! You guys take forever.” you say, giving your team a thumbs up before running onto the field. Shrugging, Craig then had the others rush onto the field after you, and you all positioned at the area in which he planned to have you guys breach from.

You guys would then come to win this round, and all others that came after you, until it was just your and Maxim’s teams left. You two were now up against each other, and from the look in your eye while you were taking your necessary break, you were prepared to win. “Something’s got you excited. Drop the bread, little birdie, and tell us what’s going on.” Erik said, drinking from his bottle of water. “I don’t know about you, but we’ve been on a pretty good fucking win streak. This next one is our last one, and I want to win.” you say, turning to look at your teammates. Despite the strange set up, you guys were doing exceptionally well. You’d also never really trained alongside Craig, so this was your first time seeing the man in action. “You sure there’s no underlying thing?” Jordan asked. “Oh there is, but you guys don’t need to worry about all that.” you say.

Olivier then raised a brow, “I think now we can worry. Go on and tell us, if it’s not something to worry about.” he said. “Fine, fine. I feel like you guys have been bitching to each other about it all day,” you say, leaning back into your chair. “Maxim, who you guys obviously know is my boyfriend, and I made a bet. And of course, it’s a bet in regards to sexual favors and fantasies.” you say. “Heh…Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.” Erik simply replied, chuckling softly. “So, that mean that we’re only really winning because you’re motivated to fuck your overly competitive boyfriend?” Jordan asked bluntly. “Yep! But in a totally unconventional way that would most likely freak you guys out.” you say, closing your eyes and sighing softly. “Like?” Craig asked, poking the bear. You simply remain quiet, smiling as you take sips of your water. “Come on, don’t leave us in the dark!” Jordan exclaimed, getting up and shaking you.

You laugh before standing up, leaving your water bottle on your seat before getting your masks back on. The four men were unsatisfied with the slight look into your and Maxim’s relationship, as they simultaneously begged and continued to bother you about it playfully. Tensions felt like they were going away between you all, and you couldn’t help but smile. Eventually, your team was all ready and set up, and Maxim’s finished up and got inside the building and got themselves ready. You guys breached, you and Craig taking the top floors with the others breaching through the bottom. You made sure to look out for any of Maxim’s E.D.D’s, stopping Craig just before he triggered one, as you heard one go off below. “Three attackers remaining!” was announced to everyone, and you sucked your teeth. “Check the corners and your feet, I won’t always be looking out for you.” you say, before separating yourself from Craig.

You eventually find yourself pinned between a wall and César, prompting you to locate where he might have left a canister filled with his own team’s paint. “Come on out, ratón! I already saw you!” César said. “Well, perhaps you should look behind you.” you say, as you saw Erik was sneaking up on him. “Huh? Oh, vete a la puro ver-” César said, before a gunshot came from his side of the room. “Thanks.” you say, giving Erik a thumbs up before you two move around together. It was here where you then remembered Aleksandr was on Maxim’s team, and he opened fire on you two the moment he saw you. Erik was hit enough to be rendered Down and Out, and you dragged him away as you tossed a stun grenade right at Aleksandr.

Hearing him curse, you then round the corner and shoot at him, rendering him Down and Out. “Don’t worry Erik, I’ll try and win for us.” you say to his unconscious body. Evenly matched, with 3 left on both teams, you then carefully scout for Maxim, keeping your eyes on the windows and doorways before entering. “A real hunter always watches where he steps.” echoed in your mind, and you scowled your yourself, finding one of Maxim’s E.D.Ds screwed into a doorway right in front of you. You kick it off carefully enough to not trigger it before proceeding, only to hear an explosion come from another side of the building. “One attacker remains!” was announced.

“Huh.” you say into your now quiet comms, being the only one on the air, before fire is opened on you from down the hallway. “I’m pushing them now! Masaru, come cover fire!” is called out. You rush into the room you were about to enter, only finding this to be a fatal error, as you triggered what seemed to be a last minute E.D.D placement. “Team Maxim wins!” was announced, causing Maxim and everyone else to cheer in their favor. “Fuck!” you exclaim, full on throwing your weapon to the floor before quickly exiting the building. “Кошечка, where are you going!?” Maxim called out in between his own and his team’s cheers. You could hear the bite in his voice, and it only riled you up further. Who would’ve thought that pitting the pair of competitive lovers against each other would drive the other up the wall if they lost?

“Hey! What the hell happened out there?!” you ask, going and playfully punching all four of your teammates. “Last minute E.D.D from Maxim. We were watching him prepare the same thing from you. That bastard’s a sneaky little hunter, now isn’t he?” Erik said, giving you a laugh. Though he was normally a bit quiet around you, you were happy to see Erik opening up to you a bit. But that happiness was quickly stripped away from you, as you were suddenly lifted and slung over someone’s shoulder. “Wha-?!” you exclaim, struggling against them. “Relax, кошечка. It’s just me.” Maxim purred, holding onto you tight. “Guys! Make him let me go!” you demand, still struggling as you were now getting carried away by your boyfriend. “Nah! You’ve got that bet to settle, right?! Go focus on that!” Jordan teased. You looked up at him and flipped him off, “You suck, surprising no one!” you say, causing Jordan to erupt in laughter as you got further and further away from him.

“Come on now, Y/N. You know better than to speak to other men in front of me. I’m your boyfriend, focus on me.” Maxim said, moving his hand from your back to your ass as he carried you. “D-Don’t grab my ass, we’re still in front of everyone.” you say, hitting the back of his knee. Maxim almost fell forward with you, and he couldn’t help but growl. “I do as I please. You’re my prey, and I’m not about to let you go. I won, fair and square, and you lost. Accept your defeat so I can fully claim you as mine.” he said. “And if I don’t?” you tease. Maxim groped your ass tenderly, causing you to squeak, “Then punishment will surely come your way.” he said, continuing to walk until he got to a darkened room with you. You knew this wasn’t going to end well for you, but you just had to accept your fate, as well as such a hard loss.

[faunawoodsart]

The Hunter and The Storyteller

(R6 Oc x Canon Fanfic)

Characters: Elizabeth 'Nav' Schierer and Maxim 'Kapkan' Basuda

Author's note: I got the owl and the crow story from here if you would like to check out more stories!

It was a nice day at Herefordshire base. It wasn’t too cold yet not too hot. Grey clouds hung overhead to give the perfect amount of shade. This weather would have still made most people stay inside, but not Nav. Nav sat outside with two notebooks: one on her lap and one on the ground infront of her. The one infront of her looked pretty worn. The pages had start to yellow slightly. The other notebook was pristine and much thicker than the one on the ground. She was writing down something in the pristine notebook. She was so focused on whatever she was writing that she had no clue someone was walking her way…Kapkan quietly walked towards the sitting woman.He has gotten done with a training exercise earlier than he thought he would. So he decided to go out to get some fresh air, on his walk he saw Nav sitting in the grass. Curiosity got to him and he decided to go walk over to her to ask what she was doing. It wasn’t long until he was directly behind her, but Nav had no clue. He took his index finger and tapped on her shoulder lightly. A sharp gasp erupted from her throat as she jumped and turned around, looking up at Kapkan.

“Oh sorry, I did not mean to scare you…”

Kapkan admitted. He felt bad for startling her. Nav’s hand was on her heart and she let out a sigh.

“It’s okay,” she gave him a soft smile, “What are you doing out here?” 

She turned back around to her writing. Kapkan quietly sat next to her and told her about how the training exercise was much shorter than he expected and, because of that, he came out for a walk. Nav let out a hum. 

“Well that’s good that it ended early.”

Kapkan nodded and stretched out his legs and then crossed them. He looked over at the notebook and tilted his head slightly. 

“What are you writing?”

Nav looked up, a sudden burst of energy ran through her body.

“Oh! I’d love to tell you! I have a bunch of notebooks I wrote in when I was traveling. They’re filled with stories of indigenous folklore as well as traditions. This is one of the first ones I started when I got to Russia, specifically Chukotka. My Russian wasn’t nearly as good as it is now so there is a bunch of errors I need to fix if I ever want to put this online.”

Kapkan watched as her eyes lit up. 

“I plan to digitalize all of these stories and put them on a website so people can read them for free. I have everyone’s names who I got the stories from as well. I would feel awful if I posted these without crediting the lovely people who went out of their way to tell me these beautiful stories and traditions.”

Kapkan let a small smile escape his usually stern looking face. 

“That’s a wonderful thing what you are doing. It’s better that those are archived somewhere where everyone can see instead of them being lost to time.”

Nav looked down at the note book. She couldn’t stop smiling. After a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke again. 

“Would you like to hear one? A story I mean.”

Kapkan made a small surprised noise. Sitting up,he crossed his arms and looked down at the notebook and then back up at her.

“Sure, tell me your favorite one.”

Kapkan was surprised when he saw her face light up even more. She hurridly began to flip the pages of the notebook. 

  “I have so many favorites! We could be here all day” 

She chuckled as she kept flipping. She finally landed on a page. 

“Okay found one.” 

She looked up at him, awaiting for his approval to start. Kapkan gave her a single nod. Nav calmed down and began…

Long ago, before man, there lived a crow and an owl. The crow and the owl lived under the same roof and slept in the same bed. They lived in a friendly manner, they never fought or argued. They would share eachother’s catches with the other. Both the crow and raven were female, and both were pure white. So they lived as a pair and then they began to worry. The owl said to the crow:

“We'll get old, we'll die, our children and grandchildren will resemble us; they'll be the same as we are… white.”

So the owl came up with an idea. The owl asked the crow to paint her, to make her beautiful. The crow agreed.

Nav grab a hold of one of Kapkan’s hands and lightly held onto it. She began to trace small circles onto the top of his hand. Kapkan kept listening to Nav, never pulling away. His eyes were glued to the soft expression on her face as she kept telling the story…

She took the old blubber oil from the oil lamp and with a feather from her tail she began to paint. The owl sat there with her eyes closed, not stirring. The crow painted the owl all day. Once she finished painting, the crow said:

“As soon as you dry out, paint me!”

The owl agreed. When her feathers dried she said to the crow:

“Now I will paint you. Close your eyes and sit there; don't get up!”

The crow sat there with her eyes closed, not allowing herself to stir. The owl took the oil from the oil lamp,

Nav’s hand opened up and she softly smacked in ontop of his hand. Kapkan kept listening to her story. His eyes almost half lidded. 

and poured all of it on the crow, making her all black. The crow became furious, offended by the owl. She said

“Eh, how badly you've treated me! I’ve painted you with such care, I wasn't lazy. Look how beautiful you've become! From now on there'll be no love lost between us! And our grandchildren and great-grandchildren will be enemies. The crows will never forgive you for that. Look how black you've made me, how conspicuous. Now we'll be outright strangers to you and enemies forever!”

“From that point on, crows were black and owls motley.”

Nav let go of his hand and smiled widely. Kapkan opened his eyes back to normal and smiled back at her.

“Do you mind telling me any more?”

Nav nodded. 

“Absoluetly.”

[solari-writes-things]

🛑 WARNINGS: Language, angst 🛑

✨ requested by: @justagenderfluidstuff​

✨ Pairing: Doc x Male!Reader

✨ Summary: “Truth and Consequences” New Mexico has a lot more in store than Doc can deal with.

✨ Solari Says: This prompt is painful and I’m totally here for it. Thank you. I hope you enjoy.

✨ Prompt(s) -

Could you please do Doc (r6s) with a male reader? Where is set during the outbreak?

gif credit: to the OP.

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You had to remind yourself to breathe the longer you remained in the hospital.

You were sent on a mission to retrieve Dr. Mackintosh from the hospital that she worked at in Truth and Consequences, New Mexico. She had firsthand experience in dealing with Patient Zero, the man responsible for spreading this virus like a wildfire.

So the light from the barrel of your gun lit up the walls, the sounds thundering through the disheveled corridors. It was kin to a storm streaking the skies, except there was no tranquility of the rain pattering against your skin. No smell of fresh terrain gracing your nostrils.

Instead, you were fighting your way alongside Gustave Kateb and Maxim Basuda, attempting to locate the doctor in the Hell that had spawned in the monochromatic building.

What was once painted in shades of white and blue was now heavily sullied in red and black.

Eventually, you found yourself successful in finding Dr. Mackintosh, Gustave slinging her arm over his shoulder and brandishing his pistol in order to fend for himself, should he need to. But he felt that it wouldn't be completely necessary, not with you at his six.

He knew that you would find a way to ensure their safety. You always had.

What you weren't expecting, though, were the troves of shaking and shrieking infected making their way quickly through the halls once the doctor had been retrieved. You were running out of ideas, running out of space between you and the threat that you were all trying to contain.

And you were so close to the exit. So close to getting Dr. Mackintosh to a place where Gustave could possibly work on a cure with her. To look for a possible end to the nightmare that you were enlisted to stop.

You could see the rendezvous in your sights. The helipad that Jäger had informed you of had been crawling with Roaches, which you all had managed to wipe out with some quickness. However, you knew that the chaos would not end until you into the chopper.

It would never end, not until the found a way to silence the shrill sounds for good.

Slowly, the group of you made your way to the helipad. Gustave had informed everyone that you all were at the point, awaiting extraction.

Slowly, you could hear the sounds of more Roaches beginning to rise up and make their way towards you. There was a single door, though, making it much easier for all of you to shoot them like fish in a barrel.

However, what had just escaped your sights was the Apex down the hall that had been sending the infected your way. You should have figured, it was something you had been dealing with for some time now since arriving.

You were anxious to get out. It made you slip up.

And now you were only inches away from a breacher that had the Apex had sic onto you.

Last thing you recall was the sounds of Gustave's muffled screams, as you could only focus on what had been barreling towards you--and how you would not step out of this in one piece.

Your eyes open, sweat clinging to your brow as you were lost in your thoughts again. It had been the third time since you arrived back in the quarantine tent, and it wouldn't be the last until you saw someone familiar.

They had left you alone. Within reason, after all. The breacher was close to you when it had detonated, and it was a risk to everyone else there. So they had you stripped of your gear, and placed in a corner of the camp where only one person had been allowed to check in on you with proper biohazard protection.

Your head is low to the ground, your thumbs twiddling as you begin to drift into your own thoughts again. But what keeps you from reimagining what happened was the sound of the tent opening up for someone to step inside.

You raised it, your brows knitting to see who had the guts to come in and talk to you so soon. However, you give a pained smile when you see a familiar salt-and-pepper haired medic reveal himself. He had a protective mask strapped to his face, to keep himself safe since you had managed to crawl out of something potentially life threatening.

"You're awake again," he starts quietly, closing up the tent behind him. He's wearing a suit over his gear as well, to keep himself clean of the possible infection left behind. "You had fallen asleep some time ago, cher."

"Yeah... sorry about that," you say to him with a soft chuckle. "I'm just trying to find a way to pass the time since I'm... here."

"It was better you rested, [Y/N]," he retorted as he took a seat nearby you, so that he could take you in a little more. "When something like that happens..."

"It's understandable that I stay awake, but not preferable," you finish with another lighthearted laugh.

You connect your eyes with his, your smile a little warmer now that he had come by after the incident. You missed him, surely, but something in his sullen eyes and downtrodden expression made you a little more curious.

"Gus, you're making a face..." you speak up once more, your smile falling. "Is... there something wrong?"

Gustave purses his lips at that, his dark eyes averting downwards. You could see that he was sifting around in his head to find the proper words, another way to tell you something that you were not going to like.

In this line of business, in the area that you were in, you could count on one hand on what it could be.

So you reach your hand out and clasp his, feeling the rubber against the skin of your palm. You maneuver yourself so you're leaning a little closer to him, but not close enough to where he would be uncomfortable. "Gustave. What is it?"

Gustave takes in a sharp breath that you could hear through the filter of the mask, his dark eyes finally meeting yours. They were not the same as they had been before, usually shining with a bit of hope. They were grim and sad, a look that you did not like seeing on him.

"I'm... I'm sorry, cher," he says to you quietly.

"What is there to be sorry for?" you ask.

"When... the breacher had detonated itself beside you, the force of your fall and the explosion was enough to put a small breach on the screen of your mask," he explains, his other hand clasping over yours. His thumb glided along the back of your hand, attempting to comfort you from the news that he was forced to give you.

News that both of you did not want to be true.

"We... don't know when you will be leaving this section of the tent, [Y/N]..."

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Family Camping Trip

Pairing: Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda x Skylar “Phoenix” Jackson

Summary: Maxim, Skylar and Aleksei spend time as a family on a camping trip into the Russian wilderness.

Words: 925

Warnings: None

Ao3

The fall weather was just about perfect in the Russian wilderness that Skylar, Maxim and Aleksei trekked through to their camping spot. Well Skylar and Maxim were walking, Aleksei was strapped to his mama’s chest via his baby carrier. The little boy was nearing the age of two and was finally old enough to be taken camping by his parents and experience the wilderness for the first time. 

As they walked Skylar couldn’t help but look at all the trees with their colored leaves. The peak of fall was one of her favorite times of the year, along with Christmas. Aleksei was looking around at his surroundings, taking in his new environment for the next few days. She knew if he wasn’t strapped to her he would be picking up every leaf that he saw to give it to his mama. 

Aleksei did that once he learned how to walk. Skylar would take him for a walk around the block or base if Maxim was training and he would pick up any flower, leaf or even rock that he saw and give it to her. It was cute and she kept most of it, putting the flowers in a vase back at home, the rocks and leaves in a small box for Aleksei to look at until the leaves wilted away to almost nothing. 

“What do you see little one?” 

Aleksei looked up with his blue eyes and then pointed at the ground, she turned her head to see he found a leaf that he most likely wanted. “Do you want the leaf?” 

“Da.”

“Okay, I’ll get you the leaf.” 

She crouched down to pick up the leaf and gave it to him. He grabbed it with a smile on his face and began looking it over. She couldn’t help but smile and kiss the top of his head. 

It was another ten minute walk until they got to their camp site. It was a clear opening in the forest that went for a few miles, enough room for Aleksei to run around and a river just west of where they were. The river was far enough away so Aleksei wouldn’t sneak away and find it, not like Skylar wouldn’t be watching the toddler like a hawk, but also close enough where the walk there wouldn’t be too tasking. 

Skylar unclipped the baby carrier and placed him on the ground so he could walk around and stretch his legs while Maxim put up the tent. It wouldn’t be more than half an hour before he was done and back with them. 

As she followed Aleksei around with the leaf she gave him in hand she thought about how nice it would be to come back during the summer. Have a picnic by the lake and Aleksei could swim in it for the first time. The only issue is actually getting the time off during the summer. 

Skylar looked over her shoulder seeing Maxim putting up the tent, softly smiling. It was hard to believe they’ve been together a little over a decade now and have a son together, time really does fly. She turned her attention back to their son to see he hadn’t moved that far ahead, his attention being brought to a stick on the ground. He crouched down to pick it up and began walking around mere seconds later, it made her chuckle. 

The cool wind ruffled her hair as they continued their walk around the campsite, Aleksei picking up almost every stock he found along the way. Guess wood for the fire would be easy to come by. 

                                                            xXx

It’s been about an hour since Maxim set up the tent and got everything situated for the night, now he was setting up a few snares around the camp with Aleksei in tow. 

Maxim was crouched down near a tree with the snare he just set up. “Do you see Aleksei? You tie one part of the rope around a small tree trunk and the other around a stake loosely, making sure the opening is big enough for the rabbit.” 

He looked over to see Aleksei sitting near him, focusing on the leaf pile he was in the middle of making. “Aleksei, are you listening to me?” 

He looked over at his papa and smiled as he flattened the leaf pile he had made with his hands. Maxim couldn’t help but smile in return and softly laugh. The joys of being a child. 

“Hon, he’s only two. There'll be plenty of time to teach him all about hunting.” 

Maxim looked behind him to see Skylar standing there with her arms crossed and a smile on her face. He turned to her and mirrored the smile. “I know. Maybe when he’s a few years older he might be more interested.” 

“You can only hope.” She chuckled. 

He rolled his eyes and leaned over to give her a kiss before wrapping his arm around her waist, both watching their son play in the leaves a few feet in front of them. There was so much peace and quiet in nature, the one place where they could escape the city and work and just be a family. Aleksei was experiencing nature for the first time and Maxim was just happy to be spending time with his family without having to worry about getting that call. And Skylar? Well she was just happy watching Maxim bond with his son and spending more time with him without work interfering. 

This weekend away was very much worth it!

[wealmostaneckbeard]

Crossover: Rainbow 6 Siege x Vampire: The Masquerade

In the table-top role playing game Vampire: The Masquerade you play a vampire trying to stay alive while feeding on humans. There are various factions in this game and one of the newer ones is called The Second Inquisition. It’s the name given by vampires to human counter-terrorism agents who have become aware of the existence of vampires. These agents use the resources at their disposal to hunt and kill vampires, just like they would terrorists. 

All playable Operators from the first person shooter Rainbow Six Siege have biographies that could be used to describe an agent of the Second Inquisition.  Furthermore several operators are from locations that are important in Masquerade, such as Los Angeles or Paris. 

I am writing all of this in the hopes that a V:TM Storyteller looks at the wiki for Siege and throws some operators at their players. Also, Here’s five of the Operators, their callsign, real name, Counter Terrorism Agency, how they would act (after shock and disbelief) knowing that Vampires Are Real, and which clan they would join if they had to choose:

Kapkan: Maxim Basuda: Russian Spetznaz: Kapkan would see vampires as another kind of predator whose population would need to be managed, not completely exterminated. He would also try to learn as much about the domains and the politics of Kindred so that he could take action without causing excessive collateral damage: Gangrel

Kali: Jaimini Kalimohan Shah: NIGHTHAVEN private military company: Shah would want to kill vampires just for the challenge, prestige, and to assert her own superiority over them. However, if an Ancilla with fungible assets approached her with contract work for her company, she would be willing to listen: Ventrue or Brujah

Doc: Gustave Katebe: French GIGN: Gustave would not hesitate to kill a vampire if it meant saving human lives and halting the spread of the curse. Outside of this extreme scenario, he would be sympathetic to fledglings and neonates and might even try creating a management plan for their “condition”: Salubri

Amaru:  Azucena Rocío Quispe: Argentinian Archaeological Cultural Patrol Association: Azucena would be outraged that vampires have their own secret history that they aren’t sharing with humanity and she would fight to learn more about it. She could be bribed with historical records and artifacts that an Elder has picked up over the centuries.: Tremere

Pulse: Jack Estrada: American FBI: Estrada would want to know how vampires are able to function and which hardware could make them nonfunctional the fastest. He would be fascinated by the Kindred Disciplines and could be bribed with demonstrations where he could collect data: Tremere

[r6shippingdelivery]

OTP Question Meme!

I was tagged by the wonderful @simonxriley​, thanks! 💜

Tagging: @mirrorworldangel​ @krystlandotherstuff​ @painfulstitches17​  @grain-crain-drain​ @retrodisaster​ @glitchky​ and anyone who wants to do it! Be warned that it is pretty long tho, so don’t feel obligated to do it if you don’t want to.  

(art comissioned to the amazing @aonghus-the-highlander​)

Timur “Glaz” Glazkov x Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda

DISAGREEMENTS

Who is more likely to raise their voice? None/both? Whoever is feeling more agitated at the moment, although it usually is a small outburst and not consistently yelling at the other.

Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Neither.

Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Kapkan, sort of. He doesn’t threaten to leave, he just needs to leave and have some time alone in the middle of nature after a difficult argument, to think on it and put his ideas in order.

Who trashes the house? Because of an argument? Neither. Although Glaz might have trashed the house one time Kapkan got seriously injured, as in Doc wasn’t sure he’d make it through the night.

Do either of them get physical? No, never.

How often do they argue/disagree? Bickering and small disagreemenets are common, serious arguments are rare.

Who is the first to apologize? Whoever feels more guilty for how they acted, which usually is the one in the wrong (once they realise that).

SEX

Who is on top? Depends on the position, but if you’re asking who is The Top, that’s Glaz.

Who is on bottom? Look at the previous answer.

Who has the strangest desires? Kapkan thinks it’s him, but nah, he’s just a bit repressed.

Any kinks? Bondage, marking/biting, dirty talk, discipline.

Who’s dominate in bed? They like to “fight”/rough house for it, although eventually Kapkan will gleefully give up control.

Is head ever in the equation? Yes.

If so, who is better at performing it? Glaz, he has more experience.

Ever had sex in public? Sort of: in the base’s showers, and out in the woods while camping.

Who moans the most? Kapkan, he can get loud.

Who leaves the most marks? Both.

Who is the most experienced of the two? Glaz.

Do they ’fuck’ or ‘make love’? Depends on their mood.

Rough or soft? Middle ground, veering more towards rough most of the time.

How long do they usually last? Depends on the day and their stamina, but it’s not uncommon they’ll go for 2 rounds.

Is protection used? Not always.

Does it ever get boring? Nah.

Where is the strangest place where they’d had sex? At work, during training.

FAMILY

Do they plan on having children/ have children? Maybe, it’s not something they have considered in detail yet.

If so, how many children to they want/have? Both agree that at least they’d adopt two kids, three at most.

AFFECTION

Who likes to cuddle? Both do, even if Kapkan likes to pretend he’s just indulging Glaz.

Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate places? Glaz, he is a horny boy and likes to see if he can get Kapkan flustered. It’s difficult to do so, but he looks so adorable.

Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? Both, but mostly Glaz.

How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? If they don’t fall asleep first, then around an hour or so?

Who gives the most kisses? Both.

What is their favorite non-sexual activity? Spending time together. They go camping pretty often, since it’s a multipurpose activity: Glaz paints the landscape, they hunt, they can be as loud as they want when having sex, etc.

Where is their favorite place to cuddle? Under the stars. The couch and bed are good too.

How often do they get time to themselves? Everyday probably? If they’re not sent on a mission, once they’re done with the training and maybe Kapkan tinkering with his gadget for a bit, they’re free to do whatever.

SLEEPING

Who snores? Both.

If both do, who snores the loudest? They’ll both say it’s the other.

Do they share a bed or sleep separately? They share.

If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay separately? They cozy up together, or more accurately, Glaz cuddles up to him and Kapkan oh so graciously lets him... although he’s the one who clings to Glaz when he tries to roll away. If the weather is really hot they’ll leave some distance between them tho.

What do they wear to bed? Just their boxers, sometimes nothing at all.

Are either of them insomniacs? Not really, although if woken up from a nightmare, Kapkan will have a hard time falling asleep again.

Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Nope, no sleeping pills.

Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Yeah, they wrap their limbs around each other, mostly if one is trying to prevent the other from leaving.

Who wakes up with bed hair? Both, although whoever wears it cropped shorter at the moment will have an easier time with bed hair.

Who wakes up first? Both are early risers.

Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? None. Breakfast in bed? That’s not their style.

What is their favorite sleeping position? Either spooning, or one of them using the other’s chest/shoulder as a pillow.

Do they set an alarm each night? Yes, they do have to wake up for work.

Can a television be found in their bedroom? Nope.

Who has nightmares? Kapkan. Glaz only occasionally.

Who has ridiculous dreams? Neither, the one in the team with the weird and ridiculous dreams is Fuze.

Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Kapkan, Glaz often compares him with a cat stretching out and taking up more and more space until there’s none for Glaz.

Who makes the bed? Both, they take turns.

Any routines/rituals before bed? Kapkan likes to read for a while, psychology books mostly, while Glaz tries to distract him because he doesn’t do anything especial before bed and either wants to talk with him or tries to get handsy.

Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Neither.

WORK

Who is the busiest? Kapkan, aside from training, he also likes tinkering and trying to improve his gadget and traps in general, and helps train the recruits too.

Who rakes in the highest income? They seem to rank the same withing Rainbow so they probably get paid the same?

Are any of them unemployed? Nope.

Who takes the most sick days? No fucking idea.

Who is more likely to turn up late for work? Neither, they’re punctual.

Who sucks up to their boss? None, the idea of them sucking up to Harry is so out of character it’s hilarious.

What are their jobs? They're part of the Spetsnaz team within the counter-terrorism group Rainbow.

Who stresses the most? Both, but Kapkan probably a bit more.

Are they financially stable? I suppose?

HOME

Who does the washing? Kapkan, he is a bit neater than Glaz. Although he drags Glaz into washing too, he refuses to be the one always doing it.

Who takes out the trash? Whoever finds the trash full.

Who does the ironing? Both do. You gotta keep the formal uniforms crisp smooth, so why not iron too whatever other clothes need ironing.

Who does the cooking? They cook together.

Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? None, they’re not iditos.

Who is messier? Glaz.

Who leaves the toilet roll empty? idk dude, some of these question are so fucking especific, I swear. A lot of this stuff doesn’t come up most of the time when I’m writing

Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Military life has trained them to not keep throwing dirty clothes on the floor, amongst other things. The only exception is when they undress each other and fall in bed kissing and marking each other, they can’t be bothered to think about that in the heat of the moment.

Who forgets to flush the toilet? Neither.

Who is the prankster around the house? Bandit whenever he is invited into their house.

Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? No fucking idea.

Who mows the lawn? They have an apartment, not a house with garden, so neither. If they want nature, they go camping, Kapkan isn’t a fan of lawn as a concept tbh.

Who answers the telephone? Both, but more often Kapkan, since Glaz tends to ignore the phone if he’s painting.

Who does the vacuuming? Kapkan, he got used to vacuuming often since he adopted Marsha, otherwise there would be cat hair everywhere.

Who does the groceries? Both, and they go together if they can.

Who takes the longest to shower? None, they keep to short and efficient showers... unless they hop together under the spray.

Who spends the most time in the bathroom? Glaz, he takes his sweet time trimming his beard and making sure it looks right as he wants it to be.

MISCELLANEOUS

Is money a problem? I don’t think so.

How many cars do they own? Each had their own car, so when they start livign together they technically have two cars.

Do they own their home or do they rent? They rent an apartment near the base. Neither of them is close to retiring, so they haven’t thought yet of what they’ll do after Rainbow, or in which country they’ll live then.

Do they live in the city or in the country? The country, most probably.

Do they enjoy their surroundings? For the most part. Surroundings are secondary, what matters the most is the company.

What’s their song? I hate song questions and this is no exception.

What do they do when they’re away from each other? If they’re away from each other that means one of them went on a mission, so they do their damned jobs.

Where did they first meet? When they got selected to be part of Rainbow.

Who spends the most money when out shopping? Depends, Glaz is a danger if let loose on an art’s supplies store, and Kapkan impulse buys knives for his collection.

Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Neither.

Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? Glaz finds it funny when the graceful hunter stumbles and trips over, while Kapkan thinks it’s hilarious when Mr. Details fails to see something in his path and trips.

Any mental issues? Yeah, both have PSTD (especially after Outbreak, all ops who were on that Operation have it, imo), Kapkan more than Glaz.

Who’s terrified of bugs? Neither.

Who kills the spiders around the house? Whoever sees the spider, if it’s bothering them.

Their favorite place? Their room, or their apartment when they move in together.

Who pays the bills? Both.

Do they have any fears for their future? Both are terrified of losing the other during a mission. Them dying is something they have more or less assumed, but the other dying? Unthinkable.

Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? They’re not the type for fancy dinners. Surprising the other with a nice home-made dinner tho? Glaz has done that on occasion.

Who’s the tallest? Kapkan, he’s 1.80m while Glaz is 1.78m. The 2cm difference is negligible tbh.

Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? Both, but mostly Glaz.

Who wanders around in their underwear? I don’t think either of them would be probe to walking around in their underwear.

Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Glaz, he sometimes sing along while painting.

What do they tease each other about? Glaz teases Kapkan about how he’s a tsundere like a stubborn cat, trying to deny he likes affection but then he practically melts when he gets some. Kapkan teases Glaz about how he looks like a baby when he shaves his beard.

Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Neither, although Glaz might sometimes poke a bit of fun about how Kapkan’s wardrobe seems to have only hoodies.

Who crushed first? Glaz.

Any alcohol or substance related problems? Nah.

Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Both, all the Spetsnaz go drinking together as a team, so the boys stumble home drunk together.

Who swears the most? Glaz, and that bit is canon if you listen to their voicelines! 😄

[melodygatesauthor]

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

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.”

Melody's Birthday Celebration

Celebration Masterlist

[soapxmactavish]

6. List your OTP from each fandom you’ve been involved in.

thank you!! 💛

call of duty | simon “ghost” riley x gary “roach” sanderson

deus ex | adam jensen x duncan macready

rainbow six siege | maxim “kapkan” basuda x timur “glaz” glazkov

uncharted | nathan drake x elena fisher

the last of us | ellie williams x dina

marvel cinematic universe | steve rogers x james buchanan “bucky” barnes

law and order: special victims unit | raphael barba x dominick “sonny” carisi

outlander | james fraser x claire fraser

[melodygatesupdates]

Chapter 18: A Hostage Situation

Chapter 18 Excerpt:

“Gustave.” Max said coldly. “Tell me now.”

Doc looked into Maxim’s eyes with his lips pressed together tightly. He shook his head.

“The mission was successful.” Doc said, matter of factly.

“But…” Kapkan said, urging him to continue.

He let out a sigh, “but, your girl���she was not found.”

Breathe Maxim, he said to himself, breathe.

Available only on AO3

[chadillacboseman]

I'M IN LOVE WITH SPETSNAZ HC'S! You're a great writer, May I request Russian boys receiving a massage by their s/o after had a bad day?

I'm gonna start crying in this Wendy's

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"Right...there-" Maxim groaned in satisfaction as your thumb worked the tense muscle under his shoulder blade.

"Rough day?" you murmured and he nodded, eyes shut in pure enjoyment as your hands moved over his exposed back.

"Alexsandr working you too hard?" you paused to push your thumb into a knot at the base of his neck and he let out a quiet whimper.

"Always. You wouldn't know he's almost 50."

You chuckled and moved your deft hands to his shoulder. To your surprise, one of his own broad hands clasped over yours and he leaned his head down to rest over the top of it.

"I don't deserve you," his voice was so soft that you barely heard it.

"What are you talking about?" you snaked your hand from under his grip and leaned around his large frame to look him in the eyes.

"You know what I mean," Maxim gestured vaguely, "I come home late, I can't talk about work, I-"

"Maxim-" you cut him off with a hand on his chest, fingers fanning over the ripple of muscle beneath them, "Shut up."

He blinked in surprise and you smiled, "Do you think I didn't know what I was signing up for?"

"I-" Maxim paused and you took advantage of his distraction to move into his lap, legs straddling his and arms around his neck.

"I love you," he whispered it as if he was afraid of the response he was going to get in return. Even after all this time, he was still so unsure of himself.

"I love you too, Maxim. Now tell me where it hurts."

"Shuhrat, sit down-" you tossed a pillow across the room at him as he paced.

"I can't-" he paused to wince as he turned to face you and his back sent a jolt of pain down his leg.

"If you don't, you're going to make it worse. Let me help!"

Shuhrat sighed and pulled his shirt over his head before striding to the bed and dropping down onto the comforter in front of you.

"Where does it hurt?"

He winced as he wrapped his arm around and pointed to his lower back, just above his fatigues.

"What happened?" you murmured as you ran your fingers gently along his spine.

"Glaz- he tackled me during training and threw me over a table."

"He what?" you paused, fingers hovering over the sore spot.

"Сволочь. He caught me off-guard."

"Well, I hope you got him back," you pushed your thumb into the spot and Shuhrat let out a pained grunt.

"I did. Can't win the exercise if you lose the hostage."

You chuckled and ran your hands over his lower back as he leaned into your touch with a contented sigh.

"You are too good to me, you know?" he turned his head to glance back at you as he spoke.

"Hm, you think so?" you applied more pressure and he yelped in pained surprise.

"Maybe not-" he hissed through gritted teeth.

"But I still love you."

[mylifeisafuckupofinfinitpower]

Top 10 (or however many you have) Siege ships and yes can include canon x oc pairings :)

These aren’t in any particular order sense all ships I have I love equally-

César “Goyo” Ruiz Hernández and Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda

Poly Spetsnaz (thanks to a certain someone)

Lera “Finka” Melnikova and Lily “August” Bouchard

Gustave “Doc” Kateb and Olivier “Lion” Flament

Elias “Blitz” Kötz and Gilles “Montagne” Touré

Elena “Mira” María Álvarez and Taina “Caveira” Pereira

Sébastien “Buck” Côté and Craig “Blackbeard” Jenson

Nøkk and  Taina “Caveira” Pereira

James “Smoke” Porter and Mark “Mute” Chandar

Ryad “Jackal” Ramírez Al-Hassar and Ryan “Rex” Hart (I still can’t help but think they would be cute okay?)