#r6 kapkan

[brokenpuns]

[garfields-nutz]

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

[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.

[starliights-shining]

"A Drink and Maybe dinner?"

Hello, This is a Kapkan fic I wrote for a person very dear in my life(@montyuh.) I thought maybe you guys would like to read it too! So here it is. I do believe I might start up request for Siege at some point, but for now here is this! Enjoy :)

Pairing: Mazim "Kapkan" Basuda x GN! Reader

Warnings: None,

Translations:(i do apologize if its butchered) Олененок - Baby Deer сестра - Sister

Loud music and shitty cheap alcohol never mix well in your opinion. You spent your entire youth watching it happen, women and men fighting over a lingering glance from someone or from someone dancing on the other. So you tend to avoid it, but for some reason after years of avoiding it your team always brings you back to it, and tonight was no different. You sat at the bar, the blue lighting casting a heavy hue onto you and the rest of the attendees sitting. Your eyes were lost in the four large cubes of ice that were slowly melting. You thought about why you said yes to drinks from Mira, you could actually be relaxing right now, head buried in pillows and your body wrapped in a warm blanket as your bones finally stopped moving. Setting in for the week and allowing the weight to fully be dropped. You were shot at yes, but not hit or in worse shape, So you couldn’t be complaining. You were supposed to be ‘celebrating’ for no serious injuries after this last mission. 

The clanking of another glass being sat in front of you broke your thoughts. Your eyes quickly glancing up to the bartender in front of you. Her close lipped smile seemed unfriendly or jealous almost. 

“I didn’t order this.” 

You spoke up, pushing it back towards her before her hand stopped it. Her eyes almost rolling into the back of her hand as she spoke, a sigh leaving her lips first. 

“It’s from that tall military man over there.” 

She paused for a minute, smirking as you looked over in the direction of the man. 

“I mean if you don’t want it, i’ll take it.” 

You quickly shot her a glance before wrapping your hand around the glass and pulling it towards you. 

“That won’t be necessary.” 

You lifted it with a chuckle, taking a sip and looking over at him. You almost did not recognise him, if it wasn’t for the familiar looking group of men he was with. You just simply couldn’t miss the bald head of Sledge, and large frames of Fuze and Tachanka. You smiled to yourself, eyes slowly moving back up towards the tv that hung above the bar, you back finally meeting the backrest of your barstool. You thought about your options. Go talk to him? Sit here and wait for him to talk to you? Was this an invitation to sit with him? Was he interested in you romantically? No, Maxim “Kapkan” Basuda isn’t romantically interested in anyone. Not you, the bartender, or the loud female operator he seems to keep around. He’s just being friendly, trying to get you to loosen up a bit around a larger group of coworkers. You talked yourself down from that, he likes you romantically, tower. A thought process you are quite used to using for any and everything that came your way. 

It had been a minute, you finished the drink that he bought you and you still sat in the same spot. Your hand twirled the glass on its bottom edge in circles, the ice clanking on the sides of the glass. You noticed the stool next you turning in and in came a lady. Placing both her hands on the bartop flat before the tender appeared asking for her order. 

“I’ll have whatever she’s having!” 

A small finger pointing to you and the glass you had, Your eyes flickered to her and then back to the bartender, before the lady spoke again. 

“And another for her, On that tall military man's tab please.” 

The tender left and you smiled, the lady next to you laced her fingers together before speaking again. 

“You’re (Y/N), the new defender?” 

She asked, You nodded, smiling at her. You finally looked over at her. She doesn’t look like a defender, or anyone in a rainbow at that, but you know her from your first debriefing, she’s like Redhammer’s medic, also that loud lady that Kapkan keeps around for some odd reason. 

“Yeah that’s me, Guess you can't quite get away from the new title.”

She laughed, nodding slightly in the process.

“Yeah, kinda but you’ve made quite the impression with Kapkan so you think it might be a good thing.” 

“Have I now?” 

Your interest was piqued. An impression with Kapkan, a good one at that. 

“Yeah, this last mission he basically said you saved his ass. Or maybe he's lying and just trying to get you to notice him.” 

You watched as she picked up her glass and took a sip from it. Her face contorted right after. 

“Ewww, how the hell do y'all drink this.” 

You laughed, taking a sip from your glass.You guess Kapkan’s taste in alcohol isn't for everyone. Your eyes wandered to where he was sitting, and he wasn't there. An empty space on the wall next to Sledge. Your eyes cut back over to your company. A smile plastered on her face as she looked kinda past you. 

“Well look who it is.” 

You turned in your stool, it swiveled around for you to see the topic of your conversation, Kapkan. A grin plastered on his face. He stood between you and your new friend. A large hand coming up to rest on the conjunction between her neck and shoulder. 

“What did I say about getting in my business, сестра?” 

He said, shaking her back and forth in her seat. Your eyes flickering from him to her and back to him as they interacted. His use of ‘сестра’ caught your interest, you know your basics on a few languages and this just so happened to be one of the things you knew. He just called the lady in front of you sister. You almost signed out loud realizing that she was in fact not in the way of your attempts, future attempts, to get with him. Now the only question was are they really brother and sister. She looks nothing like him, and he looks nothing like her. You just smiled when you realized they were now looking at you. 

“Did you even introduce yourself?” 

His tone was friendly and almost banterish. She rolled her eyes before speaking. 

“I didn’t but I’m Star, and you know this is Kapkan.” 

You smiled at her. 

“You know my Callsign, but you can call me (Y/N) for right now.”

“For right now!” 

He let out a chuckle, his free hand coming up to point at your glass in your hand.

“How'd you like the drink, Олененок?” 

You smiled, holding up your glass as you spoke. 

“It's different, not what I normally go for.” 

You noticed the funny look on Star's face. Her eyes looking up at him and then going to linger on you for a bit more. 

“You bought her a drink? AND just,” 

He cut her off, and reached for the glass she wasn’t drinking from. 

“You put this on my tab and you're not going to drink it, what a waste, сестра.” 

He practically gulped down the drink in one go, but you guess since it was his money it's a waste in his eyes. Star took this time to speak to you, leaning in and blocking her lips from his view. 

“He doesn’t buy drinks for anyone.” 

She paused, looking back at him before continuing. 

“I think he likes you.” 

You just smiled, shaking your head in disbelief as you let out a low laugh. Kapkan had taken the last gulp of the drink, placing the glass on the bar top before pulling the woman up from her seat. 

“Don’t you have business elsewhere, сестра? Go find your puppy.” 

She sighed, slapping her hand on his thick arm. He grinned and let out that bass rumbling laugh. She mumbled something about not calling him that before walking away. You were left alone with the man. He called the bartender, the smaller lady happy and bubbly with him unlike how she was with you. He ordered something and glanced over at your cup, it was half gone but he’s putting his own cutoff on you. His drink came, it was quite between you two for a minute. You decided to speak. Opening your mouth and saying something at the same time as him. His pale orbs looking down at you before his hand ushered for you to speak first. He had manners. 

“I heard you’ve been speaking highly of me.” 

You thought about it, it sounded cocky saying out loud. Almost like you knew he would do it and you didn’t like it. You are not arrogant and that's the last thing you’d wanna be known for. 

“That sounds bad, I didn’t mean it like that at all.” 

He smirked at you, light orbs still taking in your normal form in front of him. 

“Of course, without you, we wouldn’t be celebrating no casualties, Олененок.” 

“Yes, but it was simply my gadget doing its work.” 

“How is your gadget, did you and Tina work on it?” 

“Yes actually!” 

You practically lit up after he asked, he noticed the difference between your new one and old one. You then went on to explain the mechanics of it, telling him about how you improved it with Tina’s help. He also spoke about Tina helping him with improving and testing his own gadget. Your conversation went on for far longer than you thought it had. His small input was enough and his response here and there kept it going. He didn’t seem to have a problem with you talking a bit more than normal and he sure didn’t mind your presence. 

You didn’t catch the time until it was already hitting closing time, the bartender coming to close his tab and then the rest of the operators saying they were splitting to another bar or going home. You both stood up, leaving the building and into the cool air. You stood there waiting for your cab to come. He insisted he’d stay until your cab arrived even though you made it clear he didn’t have too. The silence between you too was comforting, a calm after a storm, which in this case was the bar and a lot of talking. It wasn’t until the headlights of the cab appearing down the road prompted him to speak. 

“We should drink together more often. Preferably not for a celebration, just the two of us.” 

You looked over at him, hands in his jean pockets as he looked down at you, a smirk present on his face. You smiled nodding.

“Yes, maybe even dinner? Just the two of us of course.” 

You smiled, letting out a little laugh afterwards. He let out his chuckle as well. 

“Of course, Олененок.” 

You cab pulled up next to you and he opened the door for you, watching as you slid into the back and looked up at him. 

“You can call me Maxim, Олененок” 

He said, leaning down into the back while speaking, a hand resting on the roof of the cab and the door. 

“Okay,”

You paused, watching his eyes. He started to close the door but you stopped him. 

“What does that mean, The name you keep calling me?” 

He smirked, laughing a bit before speaking. 

“You’ll find out one day, Олененок” 

He spoke and closed the cab door. 

[darkjakkus]

A Bit Of R6 #1 - Speakin' In HEX

[tvcathead]

[redd956]

Kapkan's russian voice via the op video

[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

[astheraa]

HI! I really love your writing, it's just *mwah* exquisite! And I wanted to get some headcannons abt Kapkan having an Gn s/o who loves to tease Maxim, like they can and will find anything to tease him about.

Bonus points if his s/o has a southern accent

Thank you! Have a nice day!

- Cowboy anon

Kapkan headcannons ; Teasing eachother

Despite the constant teasing, Kapkan secretly enjoys his partner's lightheartedness. It reminds him often times to not take himself too seriously.

You are always finding ways to mess with him during missions. You'll sneak up behind him and make loud noises just to see him jump or replace his tactical gear with silly items like a toy gun or a rubber chicken.

Even though he acts annoyed the whole time, he's really grateful to have someone like you.

Maxim initially had a hard time adjusting to his partner's sense of humor. He was used to working with more serious operators and found their antics distracting, especially their accents sometimes. However, he now loves to tease you back, imitating your accents making you pout. But that doesn't keep you from teasing him with a russian accents. You can say that you both love to tease each other about anything.

- Despite their differences in personality, Maxim and his partner make a great team. Maxim's strategic mind and combat skills are complemented by his partner's quick thinking, ability to improvise and stay composed in the field. During a lull in the action during a long stakeout, Kapkan's partner pulls out a deck of cards and suggests a game of poker. He is initially reluctant, but eventually agrees to play. As the game goes on, you start making playful jabs at him about his "poker face" and his strategy. He just flipps you off and you continue playing. -

You and Maxim are taking a break during a mission, sitting in a dark corner of a room and catching your breath. You: "You know what's weird, Kap? We've been through so much together, but I don't think I've ever seen you smile." "What are you talking about? I smile plenty.", he says with a serious face. "Really? Show me."

Maxim pauses for a moment, then cracks a small smile "Ha! I knew it! You do have a sense of humor after all!", you say pocking his cheeks

Maxim just rolls his eyes but can't help but chuckles a little. ,,You love me", you say resting your head on his lap. ,,Well maybe", he says smirking. With that you make an offended face while he just chuckles.

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Hope you like it! I tried to keep a funny atmosphere not focusing to hard on his serious personality :)

[rainytieflingssword]

Glaz and Kapkan playing Warhammer, anyone? Or maybe collecting at least. Imagine Maxim one day entering Timur's room and seeing him painting something so small, that he can't see what exactly it is. He just knows it's way different against great canvases his man normally uses.

Maxim comes closer and gives his lover a hug from behind, while he rests his head upon Tim's shoulder, watching what he's doing.

[teaeaeaasimp]

kapkan🥺

[brokenpuns]

[jollybone]

I'm a Kapkan main and this happens to me all the time. 😔 RIP all my EDDs that got destroyed by a Kiba Barrier 

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[starliights-shining]

"Never Find Someone."

I wrote this one too, I figured why not post this one as well. :) Enjoy

Pairing: Maxim "Kapkan" Basuda x Fem! Reader

Warnings: UHHHH none,

Translations: Олененок - Baby Deer

You honestly thought you’d never find someone, at least not in your line of work. You spend most if not all your time at headquarters, either with mission briefs, training, or helping others with training. So when you were asked out for dinner by the Kapkan, you honestly didn’t think you would have to fit him in your schedule. Your schedule recently was tight, you have the next three days off and you planned on spending that time at home in the comfort of your bed and blankets, a show you could binge on and take out. Well, you now see how that turned out. You went on one date which turned into three which turned into 10, and then it was official you were the Kapkan’s girlfriend, and god do you remember when he asked. 

Your back was against the wall, a manilla folder in your hands. The folder contained information about the next operator joining Rainbow, you hadn’t shut up about them, how clear their record was and blah blah blah. You remember catching that word glint in his eyes, the one where he’s obviously not happy about what he’s hearing. 

“Maxim,” 

You almost whispered, his blue eyes were piercing. Staring down at you like prey, trapped by its hunter, him. His hand flat on the wall behind you, he was trapping you. He didn’t have his hood or mask on, it was nothing but his face paint left. It was quite literally making you feral, your eyes flicking from his and down to his lips as you awaited his next move, his next breath, his next words, but there was nothing. He blinked, lifting his free hand to grip your chin between his thumb and index fingers. He lifted your head, allowing you to fully make eye contact with him. He just stared, tilting his head down a bit, he then started to move your head, examining you, watching you. He smirked, leaning in and kissing you. It was quick, far too quick, you barely had time to fully enjoy it. He pulled back fully, blue eyes still staring into you. 

“Enough about the operator,” 

He paused, releasing your chin and moving his hand on the wall. He straightened up, pulling the folder from your hands and setting it on your desk next to you. 

“Let’s talk about us.” 

He spoke softly, and that was it. In the next few days you were his, his Олененок.

Now came for the girlfriend ride, and boy was it a rollercoaster. With you now having to deal with Kapkan, you also dealt with most, if not all, of RedHammer. The constant lil banter and always asking about you when talking to the man. You got to know them, from their names to what kinda drinks they liked. It was different going from ‘office worker’ to ‘this is our buddy’s girlfriend, make her feel welcomed’. Times where it was no longer Kapkan coming up to your office but three to four of them. Large and intimidating people showing up to ask if you were out for drinks after work. But they were his family, a tight knit group of apex predators who loved their off time. 

You sat at your desk, the phone held up to your ear as you listened to some lady try to plan a meeting with Rainbow from somewhere in the U.S. A pen being twirled in your other hand as it hovered over the notepad ready for use. You nodded to yourself and gave the lady a few yes’s and mhm’s as she talked. She was honestly giving you a headache, and the fluorescent building lights were not making it better. The lady asked you when the next available opening for a meeting with Harry would be and you sighed, dropping your pen and reaching for your computer mouse, clicking a few things before giving a date. It went quiet, she said a few more things before asking for another date. You sighed, telling her that was the latest ‘free’ opening and if she needed it sooner it wasn’t going to work. You were getting frustrated, no one seemed to be listening to you on the phone. 

“I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do about that. If something pops up do have them contact us immediately.” 

Your office door opened, and in came three operators. Kapkan, Thermite, and Ash. They were all smiles, Ash took off her hat and sat down in one of the two chairs on the other side of your desk. Kapkan took his place at your side, reading off your ‘to do’ notepad and other random things you had laying on your desk, and Thermite was looking at your wall of picture frames, moments from you and Kapkan, to your graduating college, and random happy moments in your life. It was then that the lady had an attitude with you, saying something rude because you couldn’t find another opening. You placed your hand flat on your desk, gripping the phone tighter in your hand before speaking. 

“I truly am sorry that's how you feel, but this has nothing to do with if I am a ‘real’ secretary, when obviously you have generally no clue how to schedule things for your boss. You do know who you even called correct? You called Rainbow, you know the people your boss sends to take care of special grade missions that not just some random platoon in the military could take care of. If you truly have a problem call HR, because that date is the only open date. It’s a take it or leave it moment, but since you are SO insistent on getting a meeting scheduled how about I put you down for that date at like noon. Thank you, have a nice day Ma’am.” 

You hung up the phone, sighing as you clicked around on your monitor and then typed out a few things. You turned towards your visitors, a smile on your face as you looked towards Ash and Thermite. 

“Hello, how can I help you all today.” 

You laced your fingers together and put them on the desk in front of you. Ash let out a laugh before speaking. 

“Oh you let them know now. You got yourself one fierce lady, Kapkan.” 

She smiled, leaning back into the chair and looking up at the man next to you. Thermite turned towards you, placing his hands on the desk and smiling. 

“You look like you could use a break. Drinks after work, you’ll join us, right?” 

He asked, you watched as you looked between you and Maxim, waiting for you to look towards the operator at your side for an answer, but instead you stood up. Placing a hand on Maxim elbow before speaking. 

“Of course, I’d love to get out of this stuffy ass office.” 

You bend over, hand going to your mouse as you click your computer out of the windows and shut it down. The two other visitors stood up straight, gathering their things they spoke to Kapkan and then left, bidding you a see you later. You gathered your things, picking your purse up from under your desk and shuffling through it.  You felt hands being placed on your hips, they flexed on the soft material of your work clothes before pulling you backwards. 

“You didn’t even let me respond for you,” 

He spoke, he was talking softly. The only tone of voice he chooses to use with you, soft and gentle, he didn’t wanna spook you. You sighed, leaning back into his as he took most of your weight. 

“I figured it would be nice to get out early.” 

You closed your eyes, enjoying your moment with him. He let out a soft chuckle.

“You’re starting to sound like the rest of RedHammer.” 

You smiled, placing a hand on his. 

“I mean, I practically am a member with how often you all just show up.” 

He hummed in agreement, placing a kiss on your crown before moving away. He walked to the door, teal eyes watching your every move. You scooped up your things and walked over, he opened the door a hand gesturing you to go first. You just laughed, a little giggle at just how human he was around you. 

Your time with RedHammer and Kapkan seemed to fly by, from year 1 to year 8. Of course, there were moments where you two generally had different schedules and time apart, but at the end Kapkan always came back. Whether it be with flowers or a dinner or a heartfelt apology for his coldness and you did the same. Allowing his space and also making sure he knew you were still trying for the relationship. With your effort and his, your time got you here. A candlelit dinner after his return home from a mission, well you wouldn’t say it was intentional candle lit. 

You had just heard the front door open and close. You sound of fabric rustling and the noise of a man fumbling with his bag and boots. You poked your head around the corner, looking at the large man fumble with the back of his boot with one leg up and a hand on the wall in front of him. His hood still over his head when he finally stood up, looking over towards you, his hand coming up to pull his hood off his head. 

“Hello, Олененок.” 

He spoke, unzipping his jacket in the process as well. You smiled, greeting him before going back to what you were doing. Your hand held the spoon to the Miso soup you had just made, stirring it one more time before putting your spoon down and picking up the pot. You sat it on the made up dinner table, two empty matching bowls on either side with smaller bowls of side dishes placed here and there. You smiled, happy he made it just in time for dinner and how well your cooking experience was. 

“Maxim,” 

You called out, making your way to get the drinks out of the fridge. 

“Are you ready to eat?” 

You heard him hum from the hallway. You set the drinks down on the table and looked over. The larger man was now in just his military undershirt and pants, his face paint always looked washed away, leaving small black and green marks on his face. He blinked, a tired look on his face as he waited for you to sit first. Right as you pulled the chair out the lights overhead flickered twice before it became fully dark. You sighed letting out a string of curse words before slumping your shoulders before an idea hit your brain. Candlelit miso soup dinner. You retreated into the kitchen, hands out feeling for the correct drawer. You opened it and felt around until you grabbed what you thought were the small round candles and a lighter. You felt your way back to the table and placed them on down, you lit the lighter and then candles. 

“Tadahh,” 

You said, holding a candle in your hand before putting it in the spot you wanted. Kapkan watched, blue eyes already adjusted to the dark, he even held a hand out for two so he could put them on his side. 

“Well, I guess we will be having a romantic dinner tonight.” 

You smiled, things were going as planned short. You stood on your side looking at him, examining his figure in the dark. He truly did look like a hunter, that same apex predator they describe in his files and that same thing that got him the spot in Rainbow. He wasn’t moving, eyes stalking your every move from his position, he stood behind his chair, hands on the top of the backing. His teals being illuminated by the candles. You finally sat down, he was benign a little too quiet tonight. Not a giggle at your fairly boring jokes, and only hums of acknowledgement. You watch as he sat down, pulling his chair up as he got comfortable. 

“I made us Miso Soup, thought it’d be nice to have after a long day like yours.” 

You said, voice soft as you attempted to not overthink about his quietness. 

“Sounds good.” 

He said, he held his hand out, waiting for you to give him your bowl. You did, your fingers grazing his, they were bare, no longer confined to the fingerless wraps he wore. You watched patiently as he fixed your bowl first, put just the right amount of soup in it before gently handing it back to you. He made sure you had a grip before he fully let go, eyes watching you for any sign of discomfort. He retracted his hand, doing the same thing with his bowl. He placed it in front of him and smiled softly at you. 

“Thank you for the food, Олененок.” 

You smiled, humming as you felt the nervousness in your stomach disparate. Kapkan liked making sure you got food first and ate but you always wanted to know his own opinion on the food before you started, but you couldn’t, Your spoon was already in your own hand. 

The miso was gone, it was just you finishing off your last bowl. You sipped the last little bit from your spoon when you heard Maxim speak. 

“Since we’re already having a candlelit dinner, you can have this.” 

You looked up at him, watching as his hand went under the table and then came back up. He slid a small velvet box towards you. You watched as his hand reattached, leaving the box to stand by itself. You picked it up, opening it slowly. In the box sat a simple but gorgeous engagement ring. You let out a sigh, realizing you were actually holding your breath since he slid the box to you. Your eyes examined it carefully, like it would break it if you stared too hard. Your hand came up to rest on your chest, you looked up at the man across from you. You could barely see him, you wanted to cry. Your emotions came like a wave, you didn’t know what to do, cry, scream, laugh, smile, you felt it all and all you could do was look from the ring and back to him. You opened your mouth and then closed it again, you couldn’t get your words out. A frown placed on your face as you looked down into the box, you were trying not to cry. Your hand came from your chest to wipe the stray tear that fell. 

“Are you sure?” 

Was all you could say, it's not what you were wanting to say, but in the moment you just wanted him to make sure what he was doing. You gave the man the same question you gave him before he left for every mission, before he made a huge decision, and of course before he judged new operators. Your eyes went back down to the ring, when you heard the sound of his chair scraping the wooden floors. He was now at your side, down on one knee, a hand on your upper back giving soothing movements while his other cupped your hand with the box. You looked at him, now down on one knee next to you with a smile on his face. You were full on crying now, you let out a little sob before he started speaking. 

“Of course I am. This I am 100 percent sure of.” 

He smiled at you, you just started, trying your best not to full on ugly cry in front of the man you love. You tried to look away from him, turning your head the other way so he wouldn’t see, but his hand came up to meet your cheek, turning your head towards him. 

“(Y/N), will you marry me?” 

Is all he said, you let out your last sob while nodding. Trying your best to gather up enough of yourself to speak. You just couldn’t, your hand wiping the tears and fanning your face as you nodded, giving yourself a second you finally spoke. 

“Yes,” 

It was a broken yes but it was better than not responding. He just smiled, gently taking the box from your hands. Picking the ring from its plush seat, calloused hands gently grabbing at your mellow one, a chafed thumb brushed over your knuckles, stopping at your ring finger. He took a moment, almost admiring the last time he will ever see that finger bare. A forever resting symbol that you will forever and always be his, his little lover from overseas, Ms. (L/N). He mourned the end of Ms. (L/N), but now was graciously expecting and awaiting the arrival of Mrs. Basuda. He slipped the ring on, admiring the way it shined so perfectly on you. He looked up, eyes meeting your damp ones as you gave him the biggest smile he thinks he’s ever seen. 

“I love you,” 

He whispered, both hands now holding your one.

“I love you too, Max.”

Now honestly, You thought you’d never marry, at least not in your line of work, but life works in mysterious ways. Ways that brought the best person in your life to you, ways that turned you into Kapkan’s little wife from overseas! 

[tvcathead]

Kapkan said"mine"

[karolinevassalor]

Rainbow six siege oc headcanon

-Alyona have numerous half siblings from her father side. The exact number is unknow, she know 3 in person.

- for 2, actually she is their legal guardian, being their oldest living relative (or more like willing) . The (probably) youngest one Fiona (8 years old) and Mikey (13).

-Fiona mother died in a workplace accident and her partner did not want to raise Fiona, and Mikey left in a run-down hospital mental ward because of autism. His mother whereabouts are unknow.

-The 3th is named Ruby (17) and they have pretty antagonistic relationship as the later adore their father and dismiss her siblings. Sasha, Maxim and Timur needed to hold down Alyona when Ruby slapped Mikey.