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DILF! Gustave "Doc" Kateb Headcanon Part 2

A/n: Another version of Dilf! Gustave but this time its him who has kids

MDNI

W: Dilf! Gustave, He's a girl dad, Possible age gap relationship (Can be read as same age or age gap), He's a Gentleman, GN! Reader (No genitalia described), Slightly Kinky, Creampie, Mentions of Breeding, Cock Cage, Snowballing

This man had a kid after a one night fling.

He only found out he had a daughter when the mother contacted him asking him if he wanted to be involved.

He didn't know what he was expecting parenthood to be but he was glad that he agreed to be part of his daughters life.

The mother of his child and hiim shared custody, very 50/50 until she passed away from an illness.

He's thankful for her and all of the positive memories she gave to other daughter and thankful for giving him his child.

He made sure to take care of all of her affairs such as debt, bills, and her funeral. It was a final thank you for everything.

He contemplated buying his own home in Paris so he and his child could be close to his family but his parents convinced him to just have his daughter stay with them while he's at work so that they could help with child care but also spend time with her.

Bought his child all the toys she wanted.

He spoiled her rotten and it got to the point his mother started to scold him because he was setting his daughter up to expect "high standards".

He doesn't think its bad but who knows, she's just a baby after all.

As she reaches toddlerhood, the changes to his personality are more noticeable.

He's more fatherly to his teammates, his colleagues notice he randomly has new stickers on his briefcase.

Once he joins Rainbow his colleagues are met with a full-fledged father who will constantly pressure them and have them take care of themselves.

He's perfected the art of multitasking. You can find him talking on the phone, cooking, and lecturing someone all at the same time.

When he asks for leave he makes sure to emphasize that no one is allowed to call him unless someone is dead and only if someone is dead. His time with his daughter is precious.

If he meets someone, aka you, he is making his child his first topic because he needs you to know what you're getting into.

NSFW Under Cut

If you two get serious he will be as romantic as any other man his age. Very.

He likes to seduce you. Comments about how good you look, how he likes your perfume, the way you carry yourself, everything really.

He likes it when people think you're his daughters other parent. Makes him want to have another child but with you.

He doesn't take you to bed even if you're both hot and heated. He likes to tempt you with the idea that the next date will lead to you both sleeping together.

Has a robe just for you and even leaves space in his room so you can move in with him.

Tells his parents that he's planning on proposing to you soon and would like time with you alone. They happily agree to take care of his daughter so he can have alone time with you.

He takes you on a date and then invites you back to his place.

You both don't make it back before your fucking in the back seat of his car.

Heated kisses, biting, and him pushing his cock in and out of you leads to a multiple round and multiple creampies.

He's crying and he cant help how good you make him feel.

He knows that the way he's gripping your hips will leave behind his handprints.

Has you get off of him and lay on the back seats just so he can climb on top and eat you out.

Likes to snowball as he likes the taste of himself and you on his lips.

Tells you he cant wait to make you a parent.

He only gets kinkier the longer you two are together. He eventually has you put him in a cock cage just cause he wants to pent up went he fucks you.

Leaves you shaking like a leaf once he's done giving you the best 8 inches of your life.

[itsohh]

Reuniting with Isekaied R6S Operators

A/N: Female reader, for Doc, Fuze, Tachanka, Fuze and Ash. Takes place at the end of CR-8.

Word count: 2664

Warnings: None

Doc

It had been a long time since you saw such a sight on your teammates' faces. Not quite hope but pure happiness. To see Ela was nothing short of a miracle, you could still remember the message coming through. As glad as you were to see her, your eyes searched the scene behind her. 

The gallery hadn't been spared any kindness, destruction crumbled the scene and people littered the area but no one seemed to be too hurt. Smiles of relief were upon them and your eyes finally found what you had been searching for. Of course, he was helping someone. A person who looked like they had passed out, but by his actions it didn't seem like your lover seemed too concerned. 

“Gustave!” You called out his name and cut off Alexsandr who had been talking to Ela. Their heads turned towards you and watched when Gustave’s head snapped towards the sound of your voice. His eyes locked onto your face and his face softened. He stood from his crouched position and he spoke your name. You couldn't hear it, but you could recognise the shape on his lips. 

The pair of you stared at each other for a moment, as if one of you moved the other would disappear. He was the one to break the staring competition and approach you. Casually he walked up to the group and joined you all. “I finally found you.” He smiled and didn't stop his approach until he was directly in front of you. His hand reached for your face and you felt the familiar latex gloves on your face. Gustave frowned for a moment and removed his hand much to your own confusion. 

With the snap of his glove, he removed it with his other hand and once again that hand was on your face. This time his warmth from his hand had you hum and press into his touch. “Much better.”

Your hand raised and covered his, not to push it away but to hold onto when you leaned into his touch. His thumb brushed out and pushed away the tear that had started to roll down your face and you let out a choked laugh. “You're trapped here now…”

“Perhaps but there's no one else I'd rather be trapped with, mon chère.”

A bittersweet smile formed on your face and Gustave’s hand slipped down with yours. His fingers turned and tangled between yours. The distant but never quite forgotten feel of his lips pressed against yours. Slow and gentle. You didn't rush the man and savoured the feel of his soft lips against your own. 

Slowly he pulled back just so your lips were parted, noses still touching. “Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi.” His voice was a whisper against yours, each word he spoke had his lips brush against yours while his grip on your hand tightened, he didn't want to let you go.

“I can't live without you either.” 

A shout pulled you from your own little world, it wasn't one of agency but Alexsandr greeting Shuhrat. The pair of you parted and Gustave looked over his shoulder to see Alexsandr wrap an arm around the man. 

A chuckle lit up Gustave’s face as he watched them. His hand pulled your hand up to his face where he planted a kiss against it. For a second he glanced towards you. A calm look was settled on his face and he looked back towards the scene. For a moment you could enjoy the peace. 

-

Fuze

Next to you, Elias had a big grin on his face, after Ela, Gustave was the first that you came across. There was a level of tiredness in his eyes. A different look from Ela who had a genuinely pissed look on her face only mitigated by the joy of seeing your group. Next was Iana. She had an almost child like wonder to her eyes. Every moment she looked about you could see the questions form in her eyes. 

If anyone was perfect for the situation they had joined you in, it was her. Shuhrat was the last to appear. His face was hidden by his usual helmet but right away you knew he spotted you when his hand dropped to his side and he froze. 

“Shuhrat!” You called his name with a big grin. Meanwhile, your heart throbbed inside. Even though you had read the reports, you didn't quite believe it. You slung your rifle over your shoulder and jogged up to the man. Despite his dislike for public affection, you couldn't help yourself. 

You wrapped your arms around him and he reacted surprisingly fast. Shuhrat instantly accepted the hug and pulled you into his chest. The action was mutual. “I missed you so much.” You mumbled into his chest. 

“When I said I would follow you anywhere this wasn't what I meant.” He huffed in your ear and you couldn't help but laugh at his reference to his wedding vow. 

“Mmm forgive me?” There was a cheeky look on your face and he squeezed you tighter. 

“Make it up to me and I'll think about it.”

The smile fell from your face and you started to pull back from him. “Shuhrat I don’t know how long it will take us to go back, we've tried and been searching. How you guys got here is kinda amazing but I can't-”

He swore quietly under his breath in Russian. “That's not what I meant.” There was a pause before he elaborated. “Stay by my side. I finally got you back I would hate to lose you again.”

“Oh!” Heat rose to your cheeks and you went to cover your face when his hand stopped you. 

“I want to see my girl.”

“Well, that's hardly fair.” You had a lighthearted tone to your voice and you gestured to his helmet.

“Go on then.” With his permission, you started to pull the helmet off his head. Shuhrat helped you with it until his head was finally clear. His brown hair was a little bit of a mess which put a smile onto your face. “Better?”

“Much.”

-

Tachanka

With the bomb threat disabled and people at a safe distance, you were free to speak your concerns. With a hushed voice, you spoke to Shuhrat as the pair of you headed to regroup with Gustave and hopefully Ela. “Pharmaceutical companies don't have the best rep.”

“Doc seemed to get along with them.” You knew who was talking about, Tequila and Catapult. 

“I don't know. They're a bit disorganised no? Even if they do have the best intentions they seem like armatures.” 

“Everyone we have encountered are armatures.” Shuhrat huffed and you couldn't help the laugh that rumbled in your throat. 

“I mean they have the biological advantage above us, imagine if they were properly organised.” You continued the conversation only for it to be interrupted by the loud echo of your name. It had your mouth snap shut and you frowned. It sounded almost like-

Your thoughts were cut off when a pair of large arms wrapped around you and lifted you in the air. Shuhrat didn't say a word but you could tell he was grinning under his helmet.  A shriek of delight left your lips as your mind caught up. “Alex!” Your wriggled in his grip and he put you down for a moment. 

The second your feet met the floor, you spun to face him and wrapped your arms over the back of his neck. You pulled him down with ease and the cool metal feel of his helmet pressed against your forehead.  “You're here… you're okay.” There was a choke from your voice as you tried to prevent yourself from crying. 

“Oh, my sweet little dear I should be the one saying that.”

“What on Earth are doing on Terra?”

“Looking for you and your squad! You guys up and vanished of course I would go after you.”

He pulled his head up and your big wet eyes followed him. Alexandr removed his glove and you soon felt his rough hand capture the tears on your cheeks. 

“Well since you’re here, I'm never letting you go again.” 

Alexsandr let go of your face and pulled off his helmet. Under it was his usual balaclava and you could properly see his warm eyes. In the corner of them, you could see how his skin creased giving away the massive grin that was covered. His helmet ungracefully fell to the floor and you couldn’t wait for him to remove the fabric. Again you pulled him down by the back of his neck.

Your lips connected with his with only the balaclava as a barrier. Alexsandr’s arms wrapped around you and picked you up again. This time he spun the pair of you around and you couldn't help but break from the kiss to let out a laugh of delight. 

Alexsandr laughed along with you, an echo that drowned out your voice with ease. “My little minx.”

-

Blitz

“These communicators don't have a long battery life.” You voiced your irritation to Iana. Anxiety about Ela’s prolonged silence gnawed at your skin, you hoped she was okay. 

“I don't know, I think she's okay and found a couple of friends.” At first, you were slightly confused at her words but she then gestured for you to stop looking at her and see what was in the distance in front of you. There was the missing squad you had all been looking for. 

Your eyes made contact with his at the same time. As you called out his, he called out yours at the exact same time. Like a Hollywood movie, the pair of you sprinted towards each other where his arms scooped you up with ease. “Elias it's really you.” 

He didn't reply but instead started to plant kisses all over your face. A laugh escaped your lips but he didn't stop. Every since piece had to be kissed. 

“Elias!” You laughed with a pathetic effort to stop him. Your attempts only encouraged the man more as his lips found your jaw and neck. “Elias-” His name cut off as you couldn't help but laugh. 

“Missed you so much.” He managed to mumble out between kisses.

“I can see that.”

“My beautiful girl, my precious little Liebling.” He pulled back suddenly and started to size you up. If it was a search for injury or just to look at you, you were unsure. The distance allowed you to briefly look behind him and see your squad mates not so subtly laughing at your expense. Even Eliza was having a good time. 

Your attention was quickly stolen once again when Elias pulled you back into his arms with his head over your shoulder. His body tensed up for a second and your pressed your lips together.

“Marry me.”

“What?!”  You pulled back from him with wide eyes and held onto his shoulders. 

Even though he was still a little tense, there was a grin on his face. A calm, loving grin and somehow even if you said no he would still be happy. 

“I was planning to ask you before all this happened.” He pulled out not a box but a small padded bag from the inside of his vest pouch. “But I couldn't find that right moment. I wanted it to be special but natural.” Elias opened the bag and pulled the ring out. “But when all this happened I couldn't help but promise myself if I ever saw you again I wouldn't waste a moment.” 

He started to lower his body and you grabbed his wrist. “I'll marry you. Of course, I'll fucking- don't go on one knee.”

“Mm?” 

“I think I'm having trouble standing and if you go down I think I'll fall.” 

That side smile on his face somehow got wider and he immediately went to stabilise you in the form of grabbing your face and pulling you into a kiss. All the tenseness left his body. 

Cheering came from behind Elias and you now realised why there was so much focus on you. Elias pulled back and wrapped an arm around your waist. “They knew?” You asked. He glanced at your hand and you rose it up so he could slide the ring on. With his free hand, he pushed away the tears that had formed under your eyes, you hadn't even realised you were crying. 

“It might have come up once or twice when I was thinking out loud.” 

“Can we even get married?”

“If your question is about Terra’s marriages, who cares? We can get Alexsandr to officiate if we have to. Then when we go back to Earth we can do all the big stuff if you want. Or we could do it Vegas style. You, me and the first Elvis we see.” He wiggled his brows and you lightly slapped his chest which only gained you a laugh from him. 

-

Ash

The dust had settled all around you but you were the last to rejoin your team. A groan left your lips as you rolled your shoulder. “Is it hurting?” Gustave asked, disapproval in his voice. He had told you countless times to hold yourself back and refrain from using your gun. 

“A little, I think it's just the muscle.” You admitted. 

Gustave freed his hands and approached you. Right away he started to feel at your shoulder. After a few moments and he nodded and his face relaxed. 

“Your discomfort is from the bruised muscles, you didn't dislocate it again.”

“Ah see I told you I'd be fine Doc.” 

The man wasn't impressed with your lack of care for the injury and sighed. 

“What are you doing here?!” A normally focused and headstrong voice interrupted your conversation. It was slightly panicked but loud. Right away your head snapped towards the voice and Gustave took a step back away from you. A few people around you looked your way but didn't dare interfere. 

“Eliza-” Your surprise was cut off when she grabbed your shoulder.

“You followed us here? We can't get back yet, you should have stayed home. You can’t-” 

A wince left your mouth at her contact on your shoulder and she immediately let go. Her eyes were hidden behind her glasses but you could imagine the look in her eyes. “And you're injured?!”

“It's just a bruise ‘Liza I'll be fine. Gustave patched me up.”

“You-

“-No, you listen here ‘Liza. You lot vanished without a fucking trace and you don't expect me to immediately jump in the first squad that goes to investigate? You're insane. Of course I followed you. You're my entire world. What would I do without you?”

Eliza went silent. Her lips parted slightly like she was going to speak only for them to close again. 

“If I have to travel across time and space to find you again, so be it. There's not a force out there that could stop me from following you.”

Seconds ticked by and she didn't say anything. She never was good with heart-to-heart situations that didn't involve anger. You took a step towards her and grabbed her hand. It was a slow and gentle action that she could easily break from at any moment. Both your hand enclosed her hand and brought it up to your lips where you placed a small kiss on her knuckles. 

“Be as mad as you like at me, I won't apologise. Not when I have you here in front of me again.”

Eliza glanced away but took a step towards you. Right away you knew what she wanted, an unspoken request. You let go of her hand and accepted her into a big hug where her head rested on your shoulder. Despite the confident leader she was, her hands trembled slightly when she grasped onto your clothing. 

“I missed you.” Her confession was quiet but you knew it meant a million words. 

“I missed you too.”

[eldritcmor]

I like writing these.

Gaz: I feel like dying.

Storm: you'll have to go to the hangar then.

Gaz: why?

Ghost: eight to ten feet doesn't kill on impact.

Gaz: you've thought about this.

Storm and ghost: of course.

--

Price: why is Storm hanging from the ceiling?

Soap: I think they're trying to move their stash.

Price: Their stash?

Soap: if they don't want to bother anyone, they have stashes of food all over the base. They also have some really cozy spots tucked up in here.

Price: why?

Soap: they hide from people.

--

Graves: Hey doll.

Storm: Ever call me that again and I will knit a sweater from your nervous system.

Soap: Now that. That is a horrifying feeling.

--

Soap: what do we say when someone breaks our heart?

Storm: thank you for the trauma. I need it for my art.

Gaz: no.

Storm: uh I was never good enough to begin with.

Soap: NO!

--

Soap: So storm just walked into the infirmary. Uh willingly.

Gaz: well that's alarming.

Ghost: and concerning. Are you absolutely sure it was willingly?

Soap: no one was with them and they were not restrained in anyway.

Gaz: we should probably call Price, something is wrong with Storm.

--

Storm meeting up with their old squad

Storm: SPOON! FORK!

Spoon and fork: KNIVES!

Storm: where's Alex, rin, and lucid?

Gaz: why do you all call yourselves outside of missions?

Storm: easier to remember than our own names most of the time, also doesn't trigger the oh shit response.

Soap: the oh shit response?

Storm: John Mactsvish!

Soap: *freezes and ducks his head*

Storm: that response.

Ghost: that was rude, Sargeant.

Storm: *freezes and ducks their head* sorry sir.

Gaz: ha!

--

Alejandro: Price, come get your child! *A zoomed in picture of Storm in with a bunch of r6 operators.*

Price: how in the fuck? When did they get to Mexico!

--

Doc: *watching as Storm quietly and efficiently patches and stitches themselves back together.* Why?!

Storm: *shrugging as they tie off the last stitch* no point in goin' if I can do it myself. No need to bother the medics on a simple cut.

Doc: that is not how this relationship should work! At least let me do the bandages!

Storm: no, ya got other folks to tend to doc. Don' worry bout me.

--

[gloomiebearwritings]

He missed you...

CW: Smut w/ no plot, Minors DNI, reader is GN but mentions of AFAB anatomy. Word count: 600+

A little uhhhh gift for @chadillacboseman (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

He was acting like he was starving having been away for so long, leaving small bruises along your hips and thighs as his hands gripped your bare skin like you’d slip away. The sound of your breathing and his own heart beating were the only two things he could hear, and all he could feel was your warm skin under his palms and lips. 

“Such a sweet thing…”

His voice is wispy and soft, barely audible to you- his lips barely inches away from the tender skin of your inner thigh, having slung your legs over his shoulders. Your mind barely has time to react before you feel his tongue slip between your folds, gently pressing against your clit. His movements were slow against your bundle of nerves as if he was savoring it. 

He wasn’t slowing down, even as you started squirming at his relentless motion- instead holding your hips firmly in place with firm hands. And the more your body moved under his palms he only hummed, quite content with continuing as is.

“Gustave!” Your voice barely breaks through the ringing in your ears as the knot tightens in your gut, your legs quivering against him. Yet his motions continued, your clit tender and sensitive- his motions being just enough to feel good but not enough to make the knot snap. You reached down to run your fingers through his hair, to pull his head up to look at him just to see his love-drunk eyes looking at you- utterly lost in you. He gave you a drunken grin, his hair now a mess in your hand.

“Let me continue, y/n…” 

He breathlessly chuckled, hands gripping your hips, fingertips digging into the soft flesh, “Please let me continue, y/n.”

His voice sounded almost pathetic, like you’d just taken away his most prized possession. After a nod from you, without breaking eye contact he inches closer to your cunt- some of his hair falling to his face again, eyes only slightly obscured as he returns to feasting. 

Returning to the pace he had before he feasted away, still acting like he had been starved for days. Carefully bringing one hand down from your hip and gently running his fingers along your folds under his tongue, letting them get slick before pushing two into your entrance. 

The sounds that fell from your mouth made his cock ache, and it felt just oh so good. It was such a perfect torture to him, feeling your walls squeeze around his fingers as the knot tightened again in your gut- the way your hips shifted and squirmed under his hand, and the way your thighs held his head so firmly in place. 

His persistence led to your knot getting tighter and tighter until he pressed against just the right spot, the knot snapping as he increased his speed to help you ride it out before he dared move away. 

As your pleasure melted into a cloud of fuzzy feelings he stood up, pushing you further up the bed enough to bring himself onto it. Leaning over you, his hair still a mess, he smiled- slowing your breath quickly coming to a halt as he brought the head of his cock to your folds. The sudden yet slight over-stimulation makes your haze clear enough to see his face clearly.

His eyes were heavy lidded, locked onto how easily his tip slid between your folds, and just how your entrance swallowed his tip. The sensation of being inside you luring a long, soft groan from him.

As he pushes deeper he leans over you and whispers as softly as he can despite the shaking in his voice, “I just want to hear you sing just a little bit more…”

[vampsquerade]

Hello if your still into r6s I was hoping if you had any hc about doc and his family during the holidays

Sorry if it's already be asked

hi anon! it hasn’t been asked yet so thank you so much! i’m sorry i took so long again to get to this, i’ve been busy all year and have been trying my damn best to get shit done, but here it is now c: and i hope i did you some justice!

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Doc Headcanons: Holiday Seasons

Warnings: anxiety, just fluff tbh c:

♡ The holidays were usually something that Gustave tended to enjoy.

♡ He would usually be lucky enough to not be deployed, so he’d get to spend his time with his family.

♡ This year however, it would be the first time he would be inviting you over to visit his family.

♡ You couldn’t even lie, you were very nervous. He reassured you constantly that his parents and any of his siblings were very kind.

♡ Gustave just told you that his father was a little strict, but not something that would ruin things for you.

♡ Even then, you were nervous. First impressions always lasted and you didn’t want to mess anything up.

♡ Just in case you’re even able to, Gustave will tell you what his family likes in the case you want to bring anything to dinner with them.

♡ He’ll recommend gifts for his family as well in the case that you wanted to buy them anything.

♡ He also obviously warned you that due to their wealth, you wouldn’t have to worry too much in those regards.

♡ Gustave helps you prepare the dish you wanted to bring, making sure you didn’t panic at all.

♡ “The pepper’s right next to you, mon cœur. Don’t stress yourself out so much,” he tells you as he kisses your cheek.

♡ Once the food is cooked, Gustave helps you figure out the attire you should wear if you want to impress them that much.

♡ He helps you as much as he can, still reminding you not to stress so damn much.

♡ Gustave even tells you that he’s told his family about you, making sure to have told them the highest of praises that he has for you on the drive there.

♡ Once you’re at his parent’s house, he lets you in first and introduces you to them both.

♡ Instantly, his mother is hugging you and giving you air kisses on both your cheeks.

♡ His father pulls you in for a handshake and a hug as well, greeting you warmly and being as nice as he could be.

♡ At dinner, you’re there helping them despite them telling you not to worry.

♡ Even Gustave is warmly chuckling behind you, seeing how you fluster at their kindness to you.

♡ When the night ends, he cuddles with you in bed and sighs deeply. “Told you not to worry. They loved you before they even met you,” he says warmly as you drift off to sleep.

[chadillacboseman]

The knife/blood play with Doc was rlly good, would u be willing to make a part 2 or maybe Doc doing something else (impact or perhaps bondage)?

OH WE ARE SO BACK-

Pairing: Doc x F!Reader Warnings: Oh boy! Bondage, knifeplay, a lil slap here and there. Doc being a condescending jackoff lol. I blacked out when I wrote this and when I came to there were so many horny words on the page. Just a blatant display of my mental illness projected onto a screen. I had to put like the ENTIRETY of this under a cut because it's VERY NSFW lol.

Your legs are shaking and you feel as if your chest is going to explode from the way your heart hammers away at your ribcage. Gustave has your ankles bound to the legs of the chair, effectively keeping your legs splayed wide for him.

He stalks around the chair and you watch with apprehension as the light glints off of the blade he clutches in his hand. You teeter on the razor edge between scared and unbearably aroused, your mind in a white hot haze.

This isn't the first time the two of you have done something like this, but the bindings are new.

"Are you afraid?" Gustave whispers as he drags the blunt end of the knife along your shoulder. You tremble slightly and he grins, shark-like.

When you don't answer, he chuckles and kneels in front of you, his dark eyes shining in the overhead light. Slowly, he brings his mouth between your legs and you whimper as his breath fans over the tender skin of your inner thighs.

"Let me help you find your voice," Gustave purrs. He runs his tongue along your already soaked slit and pauses to suck gently at your clit.

You moan his name and he grins against you before adding a finger that makes you see bright white. You're too lost in his motions between your legs to notice when he raises the knife to your upper thigh. A quick cut makes you cry out in earnest as the blood spills down your leg and onto the chair.

Gustave looks up at you with punch drunk and hazy eyes; he moves from your pussy to the wound and runs his flattened tongue over it, collecting the blood before groaning and closing his eyes as he swallows.

You watch with your breath trapped in your chest as his throat bobs. The sharp pain fades to a dull ache as he returns his mouth to between your legs. You try to buck against him and he tuts in disapproval before taking a nip at your clit that makes you yelp.

Gustave is torturing you on purpose, letting you come to the cusp of release before backing off. It's enough to drive you mad, but you won't give him the satisfaction of begging.

You whine pathetically when he pulls away just as you're about to topple over the edge and you swear under your breath.

"Such a dirty mouth," he says, rather condescendingly, "Maybe I'll keep you here for a few hours, hm?"

You don't answer and his broad hand connects with your cheek, just hard enough to shock you into a startled cry that makes him smirk. He waits for the safe word, wonders if he's crossed a line, but you don't give it.

"You liked that, didn't you?" Gustave tilts your chin up with the flat side of the knife and you nod wordlessly, "Use your words, ma cherie."

"Yes," you choke out the word and he takes the knife from your neck and moves it to your sternum.

The next cut is deeper and you cry out through gritted teeth as he returns his hand to your aching pussy. Warm blood spills down your chest and to your stomach as he pumps his fingers inside you.

"Should I let you cum?" he murmurs and your defiance washes away as if it's slipped the rung of the ladder it was climbing.

"Please," your lip quivers and he offers you a mock pout as he lowers his mouth to your pussy once more.

This time he eats like a man starved until he feels you clench around his fingers. You throw your head back and moan, which keeps your eyes off the blade that he brings to your other thigh. The final cut is deeper than he intended and you let out a genuine scream when the blade drags across your skin.

Gustave looks up with his brows knit low over his eyes in concern. He's sure he's crossed a line, but when your gaze finds his, you don't offer the safe word. Instead, you pull your lip between your teeth and he feels a jolt go straight to his cock.

He runs the flat side of the knife across the cut, collecting the bright crimson blood on the steel. He brings it to your mouth, the shining metal glinting as he hovers it there.

"Clean it," Gustave's voice is thick as he stands and watches expectantly.

You hesitate, and once again his hand connects with your face. You whimper and extend your tongue, running it along the blunt side of the knife until the blood pools on your tongue. He waits until you swallow and then smiles devilishly.

"Good girl."

His cock is aching as he watches you swallow. He wants so badly to cut the ropes and bend you over the chair. To fuck you until you're begging for mercy.

But the cuts need attention, and he can wait.

Gustave moves to deftly slice the ropes that hold your ankles, then your wrists. He runs his fingers soothingly over the marks left behind and you lean into him, sighing contentedly. He kisses the crown of your head before pulling away and finding the towel he has stashed away.

Carefully, he mops the blood from the wounds until the towel is stained red. He grimaces at the most recent one, silently admonishing himself for his carelessness.

"Are you alright?" he murmurs as he dabs at the cut until it stops bleeding.

You nod and he moves his hand up to stroke your face where he struck it earlier. He finds your gaze and cocks his head, as if to ask 'are you sure?'

"I'm fine, I promise," you smile weakly and he seems content, tossing the towel aside in favor of cupping your chin with his other hand.

"You did well, ma cherie," he smiles warmly, such a swift departure from the man he was just moments ago. His ability to switch in an instant never ceases to amaze you.

Gustave swipes his thumb across your lower lip then kisses you, soft and loving. He worries, even when you don't use the safe word- worries that he's crossed a line or overstepped a boundary. He doesn't want to hurt you, not genuinely anyway.

"I love you," he is sure to hold your gaze as he says it, still searching for a sign that he's done wrong.

"I love you, too."

You smile and he's satisfied.

[chaotic-am]

HI!! i was wondering, if your requests are open ofc, for some hcs for jager, doc, and smoke with a s/o who is mourning the passing of a friend who took their life ! maybe things like first finding out/ seeing the news of it online together, the funeral etc. please and tysm!!! (just bc i kinda need some comfort lol :') )

Am I so sorry I took a long break from this app.

Hope you enjoy.

You sat on the couch, staring blankly at the wall in front of you. The phone call you had just received was still ringing in your ears. Your friend, someone you had known since childhood, had taken their own life. You were in shock, unable to process what had happened.

As you sat there, tears streaming down your face, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked up to see Doc, your boyfriend, looking at you with concern in his eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked gently.

You could barely get the words out. "M-my friend...they're gone. They...took their own life."

Doc's expression softened, and he pulled you into a tight embrace. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I'm here for you, whatever you need."

You clung to him, feeling a sense of comfort in his arms. You had always been grateful for his support, but never more than in this moment.

As the days went by, Doc was a constant presence by your side. He helped you plan the funeral, listened as you talked about your memories of your friend, and held you as you cried.

But as the shock began to wear off, the grief set in. You couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt, wondering if there was anything you could have done to prevent your friend's death.

Doc noticed the change in your demeanor, and he tried to reassure you. "You couldn't have known," he said. "You were a good friend to them, and you did everything you could."

But the words didn't seem to make a difference. You felt lost in a sea of sadness, unable to find your way back to shore.

Doc, ever the problem-solver, began researching ways to help you cope with your grief. He suggested therapy, and even went with you to your first few sessions.

Slowly but surely, you began to find your way out of the darkness. Doc was there every step of the way, supporting you and loving you through it all.

You knew that your friend would never truly be gone, as long as you held their memory close to your heart. And with Doc by your side, you felt confident that you could navigate any storm that came your way.

[itznox]

I was really busy so this is all I got haha

Just some general HCs I got about few r6s characters

Blitz

Would place small kisses all over your face when proud about something you did

WILL ruffle your hair

If you ask him to help you learn German, he'll laugh joke around if you're learning it for him, after all that teasing and joking, he'll actually help you. As a mentor he's very laid back, gives you notes on how to remember something and when your german is good enough he'll make you watch some german tv shows he's grown up with

Doc

Gives the best hugs I swear

Will scold you if you don't take care of yourself

Mom friend™

If you ask him to help you learn French, he'll be a patient mentor and be happy you're trying to improve your knowledge. Will recommend literature as well as randomly ask you something in French for you to refresh your memory with

Will be extremely thankful if you help him with his work

That can vary from not getting injured to bringing him coffee to helping him clean up or finish paperwork

Kapkan

Pretty cold and distant, however if you do manage to get close enough, he'll turn into an older brother haha. I wouldn't be surprised if he liked poetry, he strikes me as a person who finds emotion-lead literature intriguing and relaxing. Should you pick up on learning Russian and asking for help, he's a bit surprised as of why would you do this, but agrees. (you can't have too many skills hehe) Will test you at random times to keep your skills sharp as well

Glaz

As for Glaz, if you happen to be an artist you two would spend so much time painting/drawing random things for fun, observing what styles and techniques the other uses. (as an artist myself, I'm really curious about Glaz's paintings) And if you're not an artist but interested in art he'll gladly teach you :D

[melodygatesauthor]

Rainbow Six Siege

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Kapkan - regular

Maybe I Will See You Tomorrow? - ❤️

Kapkan - dark

Let Them Come - 😈📖✨

Fuze - dark

Enough Talk - 😈📖

All Spetz Boys - dark

A Spetsnaz Initiation - 😈📖

Jager - dark

Expect a Smooth Ride - 😈📖

Doc - dark

Always a Pleasure - 😈📖✨

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[sporadic-gremlin]

Nøkk is the best, I only really read fics now if she’s in them! There are some on wattpad that are x reader, but they’re mostly smut ;) there’s a really good one on AO3 where she’s one of the main characters called keep the wolves away (rewrite), there’s a writer on here called itsohh too that does Nøkk x reader fics, they post them on AO3 too. The fandom for her is not dead, we were just never big to begin with and over shadowed by all the spetsnaz and doc lion shippers

That’s one of the reasons I don’t even venture into the r6s fandom anymore because it’s all just doc/lion or bandit/jaeger or some other ship I’m not interested in. I’ll most definitely check out these creators though so thanks! 🛐🛐

[deleteddewewted]

DILF! Gustave "Doc" Kateb Headcanon

Gustave "Doc" Kateb x Gn! Reader

MDNI W: Fluff, Slight Angst, Adoptive parent, Single Parent Reader, Divorced Reader

Gustave had never put too much thought in having children even though he grew up in a big family with children always running around the family home.

He's dated people who have discussed wanting to be parents but he's broken up those relationships as he has never felt like he needed to be a parent or wanted to go through that journey.

Once he joined Rainbow he fully prepared himself to spend the rest of his life single. There was no time nor need for him to be with someone anymore as his work took most of his time.

Gustave is the first to greet you when you join Rainbow and is the first to ask you if you'd like to join him and his team.

Gustave is smitten with you and the more he spends time with you, the more his heart tells him he needs to be yours.

He's a gentleman, never once pushing you to accept his offers to dates and respecting that you were somewhat private.

When you both start dating, he finds out that you have children. You explain that they're your priority and that if he doesn't want to be with you because that's a deal breaker it's completely fine.

He thinks about it. Children should be every parent's priority and be it he has never had children or planned to have kids, you were someone he deeply loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

You explained that you were divorced, your kids were the only family you had. He watched you as you wiped away tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. He didn't understand the fear of possibly not being there for your children but he understood it in the same way he feared not being able to see his family again.

When he met your kids he was ecstatic. He never thought meeting your family would have him internally jittering with anxiety and joy.

Your kids were grand. They had their own thoughts, opinions, they were aware of what you did for work and how dedicated you were to them.

Your children embraced him over time and started asking for his presence when they did things.

Their hobbies were ones that he participated in mainly so he could learn more about them but also because they requested for him specifically.

It took little effort for him to also love your children like you did. They were amazing, they were young intelligent people with their own ambitions.

Gustave felt like his heart was filled to the brim for love for you and your family and it only managed to implode when your children called him "Dad".

This was the new him. A father chosen by his now children.

He wears the dad shorts, the slides with the long socks.

Decides to wake up early and ask everyone in the house if they want to get up and workout with him.

You and your children had to deal with dad jokes at every moment and at all hours.

This was peaceful even if you were both still working for Rainbow.

Gustave now had a new reason to work harder. He had kids to look forward to seeing again, kids who held him to a standard, and young kids who wanted his presence.

He regretted nothing in his life if it meant it would lead him to eventually have this family.

[itsohh]

Together

AN: G/N reader, I really can't feel like things all about to go wrong in r6s.

Summary: Even though Rainbow was able to capture Deimos, you can't help but feel that things aren't quite right. Gustave is there to reassure you.

Word count: 582

Warnings: Spoilers?

Masterlist AO3

Stress had become a partner in your relationship: you, him and that debilitating pressure. Originally you had thought it would ease once Deimos was in custody but you soon found that wasn't the case. With Eliza now awake, everyone's hope seemed to be up. Sure there was a lot of anger throughout all the operators but ultimately moreal was up. 

Perhaps that's why you drew back and secluded yourself. Unable to bring down the mood, you stayed holed up in your joint bedroom with your focus on your gun. 

Your Barrett was treated like a child, cared and loved for. It took your mind off matters as you took it apart, cleaned it and then put it together. Again and again, the mindless task took your focus away from the stress. 

That was until the door clicked open. You didn't attempt to move nor did you lose your focus. A breath was exhaled from behind you and a few moments later you felt his gentle hands on your shoulders.

“I haven’t seen you all day.” He paused and you felt his lips brush against your cheek. “Almost all week.”

“We've both been busy.”

“Mmm, I know.” His lips pressed down into a kiss and your hands hesitated. “Tell me what's wrong.”

“Everything's fine. I'm alright.” 

Gustave's hands drifted from your shoulders down to your frozen hands and gently guided you to put the gun down. “We’re a team non? No need to start hiding from me now.”

His arms wrapped around you as he leaned over your body and hugged you from behind. Gustave's face settled into the crook of your neck and one of your hands settled on top of his. “We got Deimos…” 

“That we did.”

“I was terrified something was going to happen to you, watching the body cameras? Fuck.” 

Gustave pressed a kiss into your neck and grabbed your hand. He gave it a comforting squeeze before he raised it up to his face and kissed the top of it. “It can be scary sometimes. But our team did well. We worked well together. Elena, Julien, Sam and I all know how to look after each other.”

“I know, I know I just…” You let out a sigh in frustration. 

“I know. It's okay. Everything ended up okay. I'm here.”

Your head raised and slowly turned to look over your shoulder at him. He adjusted his and when your eyes made contact, his lips locked onto yours. 

The kiss was slow, careful but still full of desperation. As if he could disappear at any moment. Gustave rested his forehead against yours while his thumb gently rubbed your cheek. 

“He got him, we got Deimos.”

Your eyes cracked open and you grabbed his wrist, not to move it, just to hold it. “I know, I can't help but feel like we have given him exactly what he wants though. Like instead of us trapping him, we're trapped with him.”

Your voice turned to a whisper. “What if this was all part of his plan?”

“Then we put a stop to it. Together.” 

You opened your mouth to speak but promptly closed it and turned your body to fully face his. With a deep exhale you placed your head on his shoulder and welcomed his warm embrace. Gustave planted a light kiss on top of your head before he gently started to stroke your hair. 

You sighed into him and made a slight nod that rubbed against his chest. “Together.”

[lowtierfiction]

LOWTIERFICTION

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Hi hi~!! I’m Hex, a 20yo Canadian with a passion for art, writing and fandom! I tend to hop from fandom to fandom but the ones that have stuck around are: My Hero Academia, Naruto, Fairy Tail, Rainbow Six Siege, and Borderlands. 

Activity on here isn’t guaranteed and posting is fairly spotty. Most posts will be requests or random ideas that plague my brain so much I need to post about them. I am active on other platforms, primarily bluesky under the user “hexshy”, where you can find most of my art. (the account is VERY much 18+, just a warning.)

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Currently Taking Requests for:

Rainbow Six Siege

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RULES & GUIDELINES

1. All characters will be 18+, regardless of nsfw or not. 

2. Yes, I take on NSFW requests, there will be a doc linked below concerning what I will and won’t write in that regard.

3. Unless clarified for male or female, requests will be written with a gender neutral reader in mind. 

4. Do not spam your requests. It takes me a while to conjure up ideas and then write them out with the prompts & characters requested.

5. I only take headcanon & fic requests, I don’t take on art requests. 

Writing Yes & No's

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[ small side note: i do roleplay! it’s mainly canon x oc, i do double ups, it’s sort of the default for me. semi-lit, multi-para, third person, past tense. i usually write a minimum of 3-4 paragraphs per reply. looking for a R6S one currently. i only do canon x canon for mha. ]

[konigsprinzessin]

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.

[vampsquerade]

feeling pretty awful this evening... could I request a fic where doc confesses his love to the female reader? no nsfw just something super sweet and comforting..thank you 💜

aw anon i’m so sorry i’m getting to this so late, i hope you’re doing okay <3 i can definitely write this for you and hopefully it comforts you

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Doc x Female!Reader: Apprehensive Confessions

Trigger Warnings: apprehensiveness, confession of love, domestic fluff

Love isn't something Gustave expected he could’ve experienced properly. Sure, he’s caught little feelings for people, but they’ve never developed further than just a day-old crush. But when those feelings were just for you? It made him realize you were different. His entire body warmed up the second his eyes rested upon yours when he first met you. Your voice caused his heart to flutter, his tongue caught by the cat as he found himself unable to even utter a word to you. He still finds himself unable to tell you how he truly feels. He even remembers the way you spoke to him the first time you decided to ever speak to him as clear as day. “Hello, I’ve seen you volunteering at this hospital for quite some time—what’s your name?” you had asked sweetly the first time you had ever spoken to him, a warm and sweet smile on your face as you spoke.

“Ah, my name is Gustave. I-I do seem to volunteer at this one a bit more frequently, oui.” he remembers stuttering, wanting to facepalm himself now more than ever as he recalls it. “What a nice name,” you said, extending your hand out to him, “my name’s Y/N. It’s nice to meet you Gustave.” The rest was history, as Gustave found himself more and more interested in you. You were so bold to just come up to him and it lit a fire that spread through the depths of Gustave’s heart. “Thinking about Y/N again, Gustave?” a voice suddenly asked, causing the Frenchman to break from his thoughts. “N-No, I most certainly am not.” Gustave says, crossing his arms. “You are! Why don’t you just confess your love to her already? I can give you some tips on how to get it perfect!” the voice, now identifiable as Emmanuelle, exclaims cheerfully.

Gustave sucked his teeth, glaring daggers into the ever so cheerful Emmanuelle. “Come on! It won’t do you any good if you don’t confess your love for her! What happens if one day you lose each other and you could never let her know how you feel?” she asks. Gustave sighs, shaking his head, “And what happens if I tell her how I feel and I get rejected and make things awkward between us?” he asks. “Well first of all, thinking like that will get you nowhere. Second of all, you’ll never know if you don’t tell Y/N.” Emmanuelle playfully chastises. “But-” Gustave begins, only to be cut off by someone else chiming into the conversation, “I don’t think there should be any more buts with this. You’ve still got a long way to go with your life, mon ami. Just go ahead and tell her how you feel already.” Gilles says.

“See? Even the mountain himself is telling you to go for it!” Emmanuelle says, raising her arms. “Fine, fine. What should I do then?” Gustave asks, putting his hands in his pockets. “Express to her the true emotions of your heart the best way you can.” Gilles says. “And hearing how much you talk about Y/N, it sounds like she really likes you the way you are. Just be yourself and it’ll go by smoothly.” Emmanuelle says. “When should I tell her how I feel then?” Gustave asks. “You said you’re going to be going over and helping her settle into a new apartment, right? Tell her when you’re all done setting everything up.” Emmanuelle says.

Thinking it over slightly, Gustave nods. “Okay fine, I’ll confess my feelings for her…thank you both for the advice.” he says softly and begins to walk away. How exactly was helping you with your apartment going to properly get him to express how he feels though? Gustave had no idea, but he just guessed he was going to have to give it a try now since he'd agreed to it. Eventually time passed and was spent by Gustave overthinking the scenario, and the day to help you move in came around. He woke up early and wore clothes that he wouldn’t care about if they got ruined. He made his way to your new apartment and saw you sitting out on the steps that led inside.

“Y/N? How long have you been sitting there waiting?” Gustave asks, stepping up and walking towards you. You immediately perk up, standing and dusting yourself off to give Gustave a hug. His heart skips a beat at this motion, hugging you back gently. “I haven’t been sitting out here for too long, only about hmm…twenty minutes?” you say, pulling away from the hug. “Ah, I see. Guess I had taken twenty minutes too long.” Gustave chuckles, giving you a warm smile. You fluster slightly before returning that same warmth to him, “It’s fine! You’re here at least and that’s all that matters to me, honey.” you say, only to realize you had accidentally called him that. Gustave’s eyes are slightly wide, his mind racing.

He clears his throat and nods, “Well then, let’s get started dear.” he says. Now it’s your turn to be slightly taken aback, surprised to hear Gustave use a term of endearment on you. Before either of you know it, the entire day’s gone by and everything’s been set up in your apartment. You’d taken breaks in between but never fully processed how quickly time had passed. “Hey, how do you feel about driving home right now? It’s pretty dark out and I just noticed it’s started pouring…” you say sleepily, rubbing your eyes. “Ah, I suppose it has…it is going to be a bit dangerous to drive in these conditions. Would you be okay with me staying over? I can just sleep on the couch.” Gustave says.

You fluster slightly, cuddling up to him a bit, “I…I think it would be nice to have you next to me in my bed…letting you sleep on the couch seems a bit cruel…” you say. “A-Are you sure you’re comfortable with that?” Gustave asks, clearly shocked by this sudden decision. You nod, looking into his eyes. “I-I see…well…can I get something off my chest first..?” he asks once again. “Go ahead…” you say softly. Gustave nods and clears his throat a bit, “Ever since the first day you spoke to me, I’ve been so attracted to you. We had worked together at that hospital for a very long time and I feel bad for never making an effort to talk to you,” he begins, grabbing both your hands and holding them gently.

“However, it’s come to me that I should have told you long ago how I felt. I’ve wasted a lot of time by not telling you that…I’ve fallen deeply in love with you, Y/N. You helped me feel a love I didn’t think I was capable of having and I want to be with you.” he finishes. You become overwhelmed with emotion, gripping onto his hands tightly as your eyes begin to water. “I-I…feel the exact same way! You’ve helped me feel so secure and happy with myself, and helped me find my way through this world…I would love to be with you, Gustave…” you say. Gustave smiles, letting go of one of your hands.

He then brings it up to cup one side of your face, moving in closer to give you a gentle kiss. You’re more than happy to kiss him back, running your free hand through his hair. It’s as soft as you thought it’d be, and it made you happy as you could be. Gustave eventually pulls away before lifting you up and taking you to your room. You squeak slightly, holding onto his forearms to try and keep yourself balanced on him as he makes his way to your newly decorated room. Gustave lays you down on your bed carefully, covering you up with the blanket before joining you. “Are you not bothered by the smell of sweat on me?” you ask, finding yourself quickly falling asleep once again. “Non, it’s something natural. You don’t seem to mind it with me.” Gustave jokes, making you fluster as you nuzzle up against him.

“Yeah…I guess you’re right. it’s just nice getting to be right next to you.” you say, smiling softly. “And it’s nice to be the same way with you. May I wrap my arm around you?” Gustave asked. “Of course, I’m in love with your touch…” you say, gently caressing his cheekbone with your thumb. “You’ve barely felt it and for that I do apologize, ma chérie.” Gustave apologizes. “It’s fine, you’ll have plenty of time to make up for it. Now let's get some sleep, we really deserve it.” you say. “Of course, I hope you sleep well with me. Bonne nuit, ma chérie…” Gustave says sleepily, closing his eyes as he instinctively wrapped his arm around your waist. “Goodnight, honey…” you say as you finally close your eyes and drift off to sleep in the arms of your new lover.

[chadillacboseman]

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