#kapkan tachanka fuze glaz x reader

[slamsuckingslut]

r6 spetsnaz head canons (SLIGHT NSFW)

my 4 favorite beefy Russian men... Just little head canons i have about how they look (for tachanka and kapkan mainly, but glaz and fuze included anyway)

CREDIT TO ALL ARTISTS WHOS ART I HAVE USED IN THIS !!

TACHANKA / ALEXSANDR SENAVIEV

He most likely has graying hair, being in his 50s I believe?? Late 40s to early 50s, this man is graying, he's been through a divorce and has like 3 kids i think. His hair is a dark brown/black with gray streaks and roots, his eyebrows having already grayed with bits of black in them still. Very salt and peppered. He definitely isn't all muscle anymore in his older age, having a bit of pudge around his stomach, hips, chest and arms. Pretty much a super fucking muscular dad bod but better cause its our lord. He might have a few stretch marks hidden in the scars from battle on his body, but isn't ashamed if you point them out. I don't see him as the type to have a beard, maybe a mustache if you think about it too hard, but I'd guess clean cut just very stubbly. but LAWD he is most definitely hairy as hell everywhere else if we ignore the animation for his elite skin and how oiled up he looks... hnnggg.... BUT he most def has very hairy legs, some chest hair but not much, gotta show off the tats, and a happy trial. He is most def packing a monster and keeps his pubes slightly trimmed, just enough to be bearable, he's getting older, he cant be bothered to be as smooth shaven as when he was young.

10/10 would chew on him like a teething toy.

KAPKAN / MAXIM BUSADA

love of my life, apple of my eye, can do no wrong, babygirl... Okay so, he's in his late 30s, not so much graying yet but def getting there. He's got dark roots and light brown ends, most likely no beard just very long stubble. 5 o'clock shadow king. He's still quite fit, not as much squish as tachanka but most def still a bit squishable. he might have slight stretch marks around his arms or thighs. HE ALSO IS SO HAIRY. Literal Russian bear, okay?? This man is a hunter, he def stays hairy because quote, "A true hunter can be an animal himself." or some mystical quote about being a true hunter like that. But he's got hairy arms and legs, chest hair and a thick happy trail leading down to barely even trimmed pubes and again an absolute monster schlong. he seems like the type to go all natural with his shaving habits, only trimming it a bit if you ask. He most definitely has lots of scars around his body, and isn't afraid to tell you about them whenever you ask.

11/10, would put him in a jar and shake it around like he was a little bug.

GLAZ / TIMUR GLAZKOV

He's 30, and DAYUM does he look good.. his hair is black, you can tell that be looking at the obvious beard thing he's got. He doesn't seem like he'd be very hairy, being i think the youngest of the 4, he stays pretty clean shaven besides the beard. Not much body hair besides legs, arms, and a thin happy trail leading down to a medium monster and very well trimmed pubes. they aren't completely shaven, but are very short. He seems like he is mostly made of lean muscle, so he isn't the squishiest but is still very soft. I don't think he's really started to get stretch marks yet, but definitely has loads of scars, considers his body a canvas and the scars the art on it that tell the story, and of those stories he will only share a few with you if you ask cause most of them he doesn't really remember how he got either. Considering he's an artist, I like to think that he'll just have mystery stains on him. Like dude, why are your fingers lime green today?? He doesn't know either, he was just simply painting.

10/10, would tape a picture of him to my pillow and hump it. (only jk guys i swear...)

FUZE / SHUHRAT KESSIKBAYEV

My favorite partially mute, weirdly closed off, awkward and most likely autistic bbg. Based off the skin where you can see his face, he is clean shaven but is another 5 o'clock shadow KING. I think he'd either have very light brown hair, or black hair, no in between. He's in his early 30s but is most def getting squishy like tachanka already. he is a big boy guys. He doesn't have the dad bod type squish like tachanka does, maybe more like a bit of a tummy and THICCCKKKKK thighs and bulky arms. He has a few stretch marks, hates them, and also hates most of the scars he has. To him, they are only a reminder that his job involves a lot of pain, some of it permanant.. *cough cough* accidentally cluster charging that hostage *cough cough*.. but he wouldn't mind telling you about a few if you were close enough with him and asked nicely (bribed him while he was drunk). Considering his face is pretty clean shaven, he probably doesn't have much body hair but definitely enough. Hairy legs, arms, a little bit of chest hair and a somewhat thick hair but thin shaped happy trail leading down to a medium but THICK LIKE THE REST OF HIM monster and an absolute mess of pubes. He seems like a lonely man, he's got no real reason to shave em, so why should he?

12/10, is autistic like me, we would go nonverbal together and do some wicked shit like have a staring contest.

[itsohh]

Proposing with the Spetsnaz’s

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

Warnings: None

Glaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuze

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

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

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

“I picked poorly.”

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

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

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

“You don’t like the storm?”

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

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

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

“What's up?”

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

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

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

“I didn’t, not for a long time.”

“What changed your mind?” 

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

“Timur? What did he say?”

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

Kapkan

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I look after my own."

"Is that what I am?" 

"Hmm?"

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

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

"Make it offical then. In writing."

"In writing?" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How did you decide?"

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

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

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

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

Tachanka

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

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

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

“Marry me.”

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

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

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

“You don’t want to get married?”

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

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

“It would be worth it!”

[harthazard]

Homie Hopper! Reader

Maxim is jealous. He’s the jealous type. Alex on the other hand is not. He’s confident that you’ll come running back to him.

There you were nipping at your bottom lip and squirming around in the sheets of Timur’s bed, holding back as many moans as you could as he went to work on your desperate clit. His lewd slurping sounds distracted you from yourself for a moment.

Finally after a long days work you can let go and relax into his eager tongue.

But meanwhile, Maxim was on the other side of the wall sharpening a blade to the sound of your pleasure. His eyes twitched and muscles tensed in green hot jealousy. But then again.. he’s the one who started this whole thing in the first place.

-

New Year Eve party. Everyone had cleaned up nicely and gathered in a venue with rainbows top supporters, patrons and some of your coworkers’ ‘plus ones’.

Yeah, get a load of Jordans new girlfriend 😒 Eugh.

But after all the small talk and chatter, maybe it was time to wrap it up and head home before the classy event turned to a raunchy party like last time. You did your last rounds and finally made it out the door and into the cold quiet streets. “Leaving without saying goodbye?” A familiar gruff voice asked from behind, the sound of heavy exhaling following close after. You turned to the shadowy corners of the entrance to see Maxim, also known as ‘Kapkan’, your coworker and fairly good friend. You were a new operator to rainbow and Maxim was one of your mentors in close hand combat. He took another drag of a cigarette that he had held between his coarse fingers, flashing you a small smile.

You had created close bonds with most of the others but the Spetsnaz were only welcoming due to their leader, Tachanka. He was very fond of you and even more forward. Once even asking your breast size in the middle of lunch.

“Well how could I say goodbye if you’re lurking out here like a creep.” You replied back with a playful jab.

-

You had began to look for your car while walking and talking with Max. He kept his narrow eyes trained on you and listened to your night intently. “This is me.” You stopped, turning to face him head on. “It’s nice.” He complimented dryly, finishing the cigarette and smashing it out onto the pavement. He spoke even though he didn’t bother to look past you at the car.

“How about I give you a ride.” You offered, motioning to the vehicle behind you.

The rest was history. That was almost 2 months ago and you two had kept up your occasional dalliances. And after Maxim reluctantly agreed to letting Tachanka join you both for a night, soon the whole team was in on it. Maxim became sick of it and started declining the offers from the others and hoarding you to himself. He became rougher and animalistic with you, often leaving obvious marks on your body and even sending you back to work or to one of his teammates with his cum still dripping out of you.

The whole situation was very.. don’t ask, don’t tell. They know exactly how good shuhrat attended to you. They know exactly how hard alexsandr was pounding you. They all know exactly how good timur was making your feel. They know exactly how hard Maxim was claiming you.

But no one really.. says anything. Besides a couple fist bumps, head nods or death glares.

But here you are now, getting feasted upon by the Russian sniper. But little did he know he was also feasting on Fuze from earlier that day. You had teased him long enough during a briefing to which he had had enough and pulled you into a family bathroom.

But for some reason..

The way Glaz scooped the excrement from you almost felt like he knew. Maybe they all knew and recognized the leftovers the others left on and in you and still took you in, hoping to leave theirs next. You have no idea what it is but the whole team couldn’t get enough of you.

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Hopefully this can be some kinda AU or Drabble prompt. I’m all about monogamy but homie hopping is a guilty pleasure. Especially with all these fine ass Russians.

[garfields-nutz]

I’m a Rainbow 6 Siege fan so here are my fave memes (i made the last 5)

[anothermeforcompany]

YAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSS

Rainbow six YAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSS

✨Rainbow Six characters as parents✨

[solari-writes-things]

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⇨ D O M I N I C B R U N S M E I E R || bandit

[hc] alphabet [rq]

[os] reunion [rq]

⇨ S É B A S T I E N C Ô T É || buck

[hc] alphabet [rq]

⇨ G U S T A V E K A T E B || doc

[os - 💔] outbreak [rq] - male reader

⇨ E M I L S V E N S S O N || fenrir

[hc] dating [rq]

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet A-G [rq]

⇨ S H U H R A T K E S S I K B A Y E V || fuze

[hc] sweet thoughts [rq]

[os] company [rq] - female oc

⇨ T I M U R G L A Z K O V || glaz

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet [rq]

[hc] alphabet [rq]

[hc] dating [rq]

[os - 🎃] paint [rq]

[os] artist's touch [rq]

⇨ M A R I U S S T R E I C H E R || jäger

[hc] alphabet [rq]

⇨ M A X I M B A S U D A || kapkan

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet [rq]

[hc] dating [rq]

[os] inquiry [rq]

[os] shock [rq]

⇨ O L I V I E R F L A M E N T || lion

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet [rq]

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⇨ E R I K T H O R N E || maverick

[os] happenstance [rq]

⇨ M A R K C H A N D A R || mute

[hc] alphabet [rq]

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet [rq]

⇨ A L E X S A N D R S E N A V I E V || tachanka

[hc] alphabet [rq]

[hc - 🌶️] spicy thoughts [rq]

[os] welcome surprises [rq] - nsfw-ish?

[os] visitation [rq] - reader insert

[os - 🎃] costume change [rq]

⇨ J O R D A N T R A C E || thermite

[hc - 🌶️] alphabet [rq]

[hc] alphabet [rq]

[hc] asking for a date [rq] - recruit reader

[os] acceptance [rq]

[os] emotions [rq]

⇨ C H U L K Y U N G H W A || vigil

[hc - 💔] compromised [rq] - male reader

[ghostiex0]

Spetsnaz with a secret admirer

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

Kapkan

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Glaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuze

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tachanka

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[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.

[dy5t-0p14]

R6 and task force 141 boys reactions to an s/o with thicc thighs

Request: no

Pairings: r6 boys x reader (separate relationships) & task force 141 x reader (separate relationships)

GIGN

Rook: he will literally kiss the shit out of them

Doc: will ask you to put thigh highs on

Montagne: they will be his new pillows from now on

GSG9

Jäger: poke poke poke poke

Bandit: same as Montagne they'll be his new pillows

Blitz: “please choke me with them”

SAS

sledge: his new stress ball

Thatcher: will squish them when relaxing with you

Mute: will lay in between your thigh when relaxing so he can feel them against his head

Smoke: same as rook will kiss the shit out of them

FBI SWAT

Thermite: “damn they big as fuck…..not complaining though”

Castle: “if it was illegal to have thighs as big as yours I’d have to arrest you”

Pulse: Double takes whenever he sees them

Spetsnaz

glaz: constantly think about them

Fuze: same as bandit and montagne new pillows

Kapkan: like doc he will ask you to wear thigh highs

Tachanka: he want's to have a meeting with god when he sees them please just choke him

Task force 141

captain price: hugs them

Soap: squishes them

Ghost: takes pictures to save it

Roach: “GLORY GLORY WHAT A HELL OF A WAY TO DIE”

[fandom-imagines-stuff]

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

Imagine

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

Spetsnaz:

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

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

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

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

“Y/N is going to be the end of me.”

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

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

“Alexs, say something!” 

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

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

Fuze would let out a deep sigh. 

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

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

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

“блядь” (shit)

Would take big steps to where his car is parked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Glaz is trained to be calm at any given situation.

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

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

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

Intensely focused on the road and his surroundings. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Strategist, even outside of his work.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

SAS:

Sledge is at your location in no time.

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

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

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

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

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

Walks you to the car and keeps on asking questions.

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

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

Will hug you tight.

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

Mute will ignore the beeping sound coming from his phone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Says nothing during or after the ride back.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thatcher is a force no one can stop.

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

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

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

Motions you to sit and wait in the car.

“I’ll be right back.”

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

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

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

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

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

[melodygatesauthor]

The Spetsnaz with a Breeding Kink

Spetz Boys X f!Reader

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

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

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

Word Count: 1.1k

Russian Terms Used:

Printsessa = Princess

Krasivaya = Beautiful

Shuhrat "Fuze" Kessikbayev

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Timur "Glaz" Glazkov

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[pushstar-t]

Hiiii there, First of all i want to wish you a GREAT day and ask how's going on? and i saw your post in searchs and i would like to ask if you could write something about the spetsnaz anytime?? Could you write some headcanoons of the boys having a crush on reader?

(you don't need to write about everyone,i don't want you to get tired, you could write about Fuze and Kapkan if want to)

Hey!!! You’re officially my first ask on this blog! >:D Anyways, I’m always open to writing for my favourite operators <3 I hope you enjoy!

(Giving you all of them since you’re nice <3)

Spetsnaz w/ Crush on GN!Reader Hcs

Requested by @jujuzumbir

Fuze

When dealing with a crush Fuze can be a little stubborn at first. Its pretty obvious he has one though, because you can see him staring every time you pretend you’re not looking. Once someone actually brings it to his attention that he’s not being discreet about his crush? Fuze completely loses the stubborn act.

If the crush goes both ways and you like him too? The man absolutely will use that to his advantage. Any time you’re around him, his goal would be to make you blush. This man has the audacity to bite his lip and wink around you. Of course only to be bullied later by his team.

He’ll stick to your side whenever you’re put on missions with him, he’s always very overprotective (and showing off). If you decide to show off for once? He turns into a complete blushing mess. Congrats, you broke him.

Tachanka

Alexandr… cannot be subtle for the life of him. If he’s going to have a crush on someone, he doesn’t see the point in keeping it secret. The whole point is to date them at the end, right? Right???

From the moment he spots you on a mission one day, he’s going up to you whenever he can just to chat (totally not flirting the entire time). He’ll follow you around a lot, kind of like some giant, very chonky puppy. All this man wants from you is attention, he’ll do anything just to keep your eyes on him a little longer. (Compliment him and he’ll turn into a tomato, shh just don’t tell him I said anything)

Seriously, when I say he’ll do anything, I mean it. Just ask and he’ll do it, its that simple. He’ll flex a lot around you (leetol showoff) or just never change out of his elite outfit 🙄 (He gets very jealous of others getting more attention than him) On missions with you, just like Fuze, he’s never letting you out of his sight. And if someone manages to hurt you? Gone :/

Glaz

Poor soul, someone help him please. Every time Glaz sees you his face heats up to about 1 million degrees. He tries his very best to keep his crush secret, but as soon as someone asks him whats wrong? Glaz implodes. The rest of Spetsnaz teases him about his crush, only making him even more shy.

You might as well try talking to him instead of him talking to you, because he turns into a mumbling and blushing mess when hes even near you. Once he actually gets to know you better he starts feeling a lot calmer. Now you get to see the silly (and flirty) side of him! Timur’s favourite thing to do is make you smile, he has a mini internal celebration every time he succeeds.

Since Glaz is a sniper, he’ll try his best to be as close by you as possible, but if he can’t he just watches you through his scope. Which can sometimes give you a heart attack if you’re not used to it. He’ll just apologise profoundly after the match and try cheering you up with dumb little jokes. How can you stay mad at him though with his puppy eyes 😔

Kapkan

Kapkan is the absolute best at hiding crushes out of the four of them. Why? Because he knows how to keep a straight face when around you 🙄 Other than that this man is a complete simp (and a filthy one too but thats for another day-)

He’s quite obsessive with his crushes and makes it a point to learn seriously everything about you. Of course, he’ll then use this knowledge to bring you little gifts. He’ll leave them in places he knows you visit a lot, often with a handwritten letter attached to the gift. A little bit creepy but he has good intentions 😭

When on missions with you, he tries his best not to act too clingy. It is definitely a struggle for him though. You’ll spot him looking over at you only for him to quickly look away and do something else, or act like hes looking at something behind you. His entire act will fall apart if you get injured though, whoever touches you has a deathwish for sure.

[itsohh]

[April Fools Joke]

The Aphrodisiac

A/N: Female reader, I mean there's consent but because this is technically drugs I'm labelling is as non con just to be safe.

Summary: After a training missing goes horribly wrong, you find yourself with your friends and team mates (the spetsnaz), under the influence of a rather strong gas that brings out the strongest of desires.

Word count: 10764

Warning: sex pollin, non con, smut

AO3 Masterlist

Now now, this isn't the time for that yucky stuff! The plastic pal's are after Mr Bear and we have to show them that our Mr Bear is the true Mr bear!

[chadillacboseman]

May you please do the spetsnaz boys reacting their S/O wearing a lingerie??

MY SPETSNAZ BELOVEDS~

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Maxim Basuda/Kapakan

Maxim froze in the doorway, his rucksack still slung over his shoulder as he stared at you.

"Do you like it?"

His eyes roamed over you slowly as he let his bag fall to the floor with a muted thud.

"For me?" he stalked slowly toward the bed and extended a hand to thumb the black lace fabric. You heard a noise, something guttural and quiet, vibrate in his chest.

"Who else would it be for?" You smiled playfully and his eyes snapped to yours.

He pulled his gaiter down below his mouth and revealed the small smirk that danced on his lips.

"Let's break it in."

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Aleksandr Senaviev/Tachanka

"Малы́шка..." Aleksandr murmured something in his mother tongue as he watched you from the bed.

You had stepped out of the bathroom a moment earlier, clad only in a red lace lingerie set that you had brought home from the mall.

"What's the occasion?"

"Does there have to be one?" you climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist as he laid back against the headboard.

Aleksandr chuckled and ran his broad hands along your sides and down to your hips, pausing to squeeze gently at them.

"I suppose not...but I would like to see what is underneath."

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Shuhrat Kessikbayev/Fuze

You waited patiently in the bedroom as Shuhrat finished up in the shower. You had put on his favorite silk bodysuit and climbed into bed to wait for him.

You chuckled as you heard him singing softly in Ukrainian as he exited the shower. The door was cracked and you could hear the words-

"What a softie," you murmured with a grin.

"Ніч яка місячна, зоряна, ясная!

Видно, хоч голки збирай..."

"Shuhrat! Hurry up!"

"I'm coming! I-" Shuhrat froze in his tracks and dropped the towel he had been holding. His eyes grew wide as he raked them over your figure in the bed.

--

"Cat got your tongue?" You teased as you knelt on the bedspread.

"You...you look amazing," he murmured.

You smiled and beckoned him to you; he obeyed without hesitation, his eyes still as wide as dinner plates.

"What did I do to deserve this?" He reached a hand out to trail it down the silken fabric, pausing to run a thumb over one of your breasts.

You didn't answer, and instead pulled him into a kiss, which he gladly returned.

Fuze is singing "Ніч яка місячна" or "What a Moonlit Night" a romantic Ukrainian folk song.

[r6s-imagines]

Can we get some little headcanons for Spetsnaz where the reader finds their most prized possessions?

y’all really love spetsnaz huh

actually yknow what nevermind i understand the appeal

•••

spetsnaz preference >> prized possessions

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MASTERLIST

warnings: fluff, cursing

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summary: how do the members of spetsnaz react when you find their prized possessions?

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kapkan

you found it while looking for another item maxim requested for you to retrieve on his desk

the blade itself was still sharp, as if it was new

the handle had delicate carvings into the silver casing

it was clean, yet vintage. you never saw it in combat, and figured it was more of a decorative item.

it was too beautiful to handle, so you gestured to it which grabbed his attention.

“what’s this?”

without looking up from his book, he flatly replied.

“mine.”

displeased with the answer, you snapped to get his full attention, making him look up from the noise and trail his eyes to the weapon.

“oh.”

he closed his book slowly, sitting up from his bed.

as if you were his grandchild, he patted his leg, offering you enough space to comfortably lay on his thigh.

“let me tell you a story of a man.”

his story seemed infinite, starting at the beginning of his family timeline

you weren’t complaining, his stories were always intriguing and engaging, even if he wasn’t loud and wildly gesturing like another russian you knew

it was his father’s knife

“he escaped to the west. used this to get him out of some lethal situations. he wanted to help america during the cold war. i follow in his steps; fighting for what is right, not the most popular choice.”

maxim paused, watching you with a sincere look

he grabbed your waist and pulled you in, your face buried in his neck as he looked ahead.

“i wish to pass it to our children.”

you began to cry

glaz

you were flipping through his sketchbook while he was away (he gave you permission beforehand, don’t worry, fellow artists!)

the papers were yellowed, corners folded randomly

there were various pieces; landscapes, people, animals...

your eyes stopped at a page tucked between others, smaller and worn around the edges

paper clipped to the work was a photo, almost identical to the drawing

a woman not much older than timur looked into the camera with a straight face, posing as one usually would in the past

the sketch was textured and layered perfectly; you would have guessed it was a photo copy if you hadn’t known of your love’s hobby

you smile, assuming it’s someone he must have lost years ago

sure enough, glaz is against the doorframe, a small smile on his lips

he steps beside you, scratching his beard and sincerely grinning

“you two would have gotten along,” he said, peering past your shoulder to join you in admiring the work

you asked who it was, and you could see the pain in his eyes

“my mother.” his gaze drops, seemingly analyzing his shoelaces. timur said her first name as if she was an angel.

“she’s very beautiful,” you complimented softly. timur’s nose was pink as he stared ahead.

“yes,” he quietly replied. “she was.”

fuze

shuhrat never spoke of his family much

he didn’t speak about anything before rainbow, actually

no photos, no accessories, not a single piece of familial memorabilia.

you asked him about it, and he shrugged.

“nothing important happened before.”

there’s no way shuhrat only sticks close to his cluster charges, right?

of course, you were married to him, but you still worried about his social connections.

you decide to do some snooping

you slid open drawers, cabinets, anything that could keep something moderately important

sure enough, on his shelf was a spruce box, no larger than that used for jewelry

suspecting something significant, you removed the box from the shelf and unclamped the gold latch

piles upon piles of photos and documents were found

curious, you unfolded the paper on top

“ — y/n 2/14/19XX”

the signed letter you used to confess to him ages ago...!

you went for the second paper

“to my love, shuhrat,”

your one year anniversary card!

turning the photos right side up, you found them to be entirely of you

anything of you from your operator portrait to your wedding photo

you were his prized possession...?

you whip around at the sound of footsteps, watching fuze shrug off his coat without the knowledge of your presence.

in a panic, you shut the box and tried to shove it back where you found it

he reacted to the noise, whipping around.

he’s very red when he notices the box still in your hands

“y/n.”

“shuhrat.”

you had this knowing smirk on your face

you thought i wouldn’t find your soft spot, you teased internally.

tachanka

alex isn’t ancient, but he definitely has memories of an older world

he’s a prime example of “when i was your age—“

you were relatively younger than him, so you loved hearing his tales of a time before you

sure, sometimes they can be unwanted, but it was still fascinating to see what he went through

the most shocking interest of his was probably collecting vinyls

he takes great pride in his collection, taking every opportunity to give you facts about each record.

you more so listened to his music rather than finding it yourself

he was humming along in his office as he typed away, a slower song in a language you were not familiar with.

you paused as you walked along the hallway, seemingly entranced by the tune

alex paused as well, laughing at the sight of you silently jamming out

“you like this one?”

shocked, you attempt to play it off, blushing

“come here.”

alex reached out to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you inside

instinctively, you wrapped your hands around his neck and his around your waist

you rocked side to side as he began to speak.

“tchaikovsky,” he explained, chuckling. “one of my favorites too.”

he fluttered his eyes shut, taking in the sound waves with a peaceful smile

you’ve never seen tachanka, of all people, be genuinely at peace

for birthdays and anniversaries, you find vinyls to add

after you find out, he calls it “our collection.”

he’s glad he can share his passions with you.

[ghostiex0]

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

Would any of them fold?

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

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

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

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

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