#Cod cold war

[j0hnpr1c3sm1ssus]

Simon x Reader!

Title: none. I can't come up with one

Synopsis: Simon's in love with you, and he will make you his.

Warnings: this has stalking. Like a lot of stalking.

AN: haha.... This is part one.

Prev. --- Next.

Simon didn't think he'd get *this* far.

Sure, when he laid eyes on you it only took him five seconds to decide you were his. Sure, he had Gaz on finding your social media, John on finding out your address, your current partner (and then threatening them away), and everything else about you.

But Johnny?

Johnny had the most important role.

*he had to become friends with you.*

"Hey Johnny!" You smile, warm voice cooing in his ears. If Johnny was honest, he'd fall for you. But you were claimed, Simon was already deciding where to tattoo your name.

"Birdie," he starts, taking a deep breath. "Ye said ye were single an' so is my friend. 'Is name is Simon. I showed 'im a picture o' you, and he said he'd love t'take ye out on a date."

He pulls out his phone and shows you a picture of Simon, his hair is short and dirty blonde and he's a little scared up but *oh my god* is that man fucking hot.

"Oh.. Wow," is all you stifle out, fidgeting a little, "*he* liked me?" You ask as you point a little finger to the picture

Johnny nods, *'Course he did'* he thinks to himself, *'We're practically running a mission to get you to be his wife.'*

"Yeah, 'e said 'bout gettin' your number?" Johnny offers, "I can send it to 'im, if you'd like."

You nod, almost too eager. Johnny sends Simon the "Go ahead" text and in five minutes you're sent a text.

"Hello."

"I'm Simon. I can send a photo for proof?"

You stare at the texts, and your face goes white as a sheet. You look up at Johnny, cut off in the middle of conversation because you don't even *slightly* remember how to talk to a boy- let alone a *man.*

"Jus'.. Talk t'im," Johnny offers, "'M sure 'e'll find ye charmin'."

You take a deep breath texting back, "I didn't think I'd get a text so fast! How are you? :)"

That smiley face sends a shiver down Simon's spine, he's clenching his kitchen table, thinking of how gorgeous your real smile is, how he wants to make that smile be all his.

You don't see his reply until you get home, and when you do your eyes are wide.

"Better now that I got a pretty bird in my phone."

You're pretty sure you make an actual sound from how flustered this makes you, "Good! I'm doing pretty good myself, got a handsome man's number and he's hitting on me, so hard not to be on cloud nine"

Cloud nine? Are you serious? You chew yourself out for the stupid idiom, staring at your phone.

"Oh yeah? Guess I gotta take out the competition, huh?"

You laugh out loud from the text and sigh, "No no.. No competition."

[aagalore]

I think Pinterest is starting to judge me

[kinky-thirsty-reader]

Russ and Bell♥️♥️

Russell Adler - Call of duty: Cold War

[tomialtooth]

We know from Sims that everyone in the safehouse gets their paychecks through Adler. But does this include Bell? After all, Bell isn't really a team member, he just thinks he is. Was Bell collecting a real paycheck or were Park and Adler paying him in Monopoly money?

Did Park and Adler go up to their supervisors and be like "Yeah we need a bunch of money so we can pay a fake wage to our brainwashed Soviet operative so he doesn't suspect anything wrong" and the CIA just had to accept this? In the CIA's archives somewhere is there a budget allocation for the cost of paying Bell a pretend Salary? Did they collect all the money back after killing Bell?

If they gave Bell real money how freely was Bell able to spend it or did Adler say something like "I'm going to hold your paycheck for you Bell" and Bell just had to accept it because Adler is his friend and his boss and would never do him wrong? Was Bell paid the same amount as everyone else or was he given a pittance? Did Bell ever suspect anything was off? There are so many questions left unanswered here

[pavlov-sdog]

do you guys think Bell would’ve liked little puzzle things to keep themselves busy

[darlingor]

Everything is right in my life (I’m reading Russell Adler fanfictions again).

[animefreak1145]

` 🎀 𝐼𝓉’𝓈 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝓁’𝓈 𝒲💗𝓇𝓁𝒹

—𝓌𝑒’𝓇𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒾𝓉. 💁‍♀️

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💅😌| ᴛᴀɢꜱ/ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ/ᴛᴜᴍʙ��ʀ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ/ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʙʀᴀɪɴᴡᴀꜱʜɪɴɢ, ᴍᴋ ᴜʟᴛʀᴀ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ, ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇʟʟ, ᴀᴅʟᴇʀ x ʙᴇʟʟ, ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ, ɪᴛꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟᴇɢᴀʟʟʏ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟᴇɢᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴜꜱꜱɪᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ ɪʟʟᴇɢᴀʟʟʏ ᴜʟᴛʀᴀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟɪꜱᴛ, ɪᴛ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴍᴇᴛᴀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ, ᴅᴇʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ!ʙᴇʟʟ, ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜɢᴜʀᴜ!ʙᴇʟʟ, ᴅɪᴠᴀ!ʙᴇʟʟ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜ ᴍᴀɪɴᴛᴇɴᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀɪꜱᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ, ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴄᴏɢɴɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴅɪꜱꜱᴏɴᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴘᴇʀꜱᴇᴜꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ʜᴜᴅꜱᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴀ ʜᴇʀɴɪᴀ, ᴘᴀʀᴋ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ᴛɪᴘꜱ, ʟᴀᴢᴀʀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɴᴜᴛʀɪᴛɪᴏɴɪꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀꜱᴏɴ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ ᴘᴀᴍᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴡᴏᴏᴅꜱ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴘꜱ, ꜱɪᴍꜱ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴄʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ, ᴀᴅʟᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴘᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴄɪɢᴀʀᴇᴛᴛᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ |💗🥰

Headcanon’s

General Diva Bell HC’s 1

[unmotivatedartistry]

just a doodle of my baby. my babybell

[ladysouthpaw1213]

(inspired by Yakuza 0’s Doll Girl substory)

Imagine Russell’s kid having a fox stuffed animal that they loved. One day due to whatever reason, it got slashed on the left side of the face. The plush was repaired but the stitches used make it appear like the fox had scars. Specifically, it made it appear like it had Russell’s scars. His kid quickly saw the comparison and started associating the treasured plush fox with their dad.

[miako120]

Russell Adler

[septic-salad]

Eyes Without A Face

[j0hnpr1c3sm1ssus]

Simon x Reader!

Title: Coffee dates and a 5 pound note.

Synopsis: Simon and you both have a coffee meetup.

Warnings: Same as the last piece, the entire fic series will be stalking, a little bit of dirty mentions (Simon's got a hardon and I love to talk about it <3), if it's smut I'll mention that!

AN: wait no I fucking love this???? how long do I make this though???

PREV. NEXT. ---

So you both arranged for coffee.

Simon knew your order by heart, he'd learned it a while back. But if he ordered for you it'd blow his cover.

So he waits there with a black coffee, tapping his foot.

*then you show up.*

You're dressed for the season, a sweater, a scarf that makes your eyes pop so nicely, and a black peacoat. You see him and your rosied cheeks redden and you walk to his table.

He extends a hand, "Thought to come early," is all he grumbles out.

You shake his hand and sit down, purse in your lap.

He just stares for a moment, in awe maybe, before taking a sip of his coffee.

"I'm sorry I was a little late. I had to take a cab," you explain, a nervous expression on your face. It's a small smile with a furrowed brow.

He nods, knowing that'd be the case--you don't have a car, he found that out because of John.

"it's 'lright, Dovie," he says, "When we're done I'll drive you 'ome, 'ow 'bout tha'?"

His accent practically melts in your ears, and the petname? You think you went to heaven at *that* second.

"Okay.." is all you mumble out, staring for another moment. "I'm gonna go order, do you want anything?"

He shakes his hand and hands you a five pound note, you raise an eyebrow but he says, "For your order, love."

You smile faintly and take your scarf off, setting your purse down and your coat hangs on the chair. "Thanks, Simon," you say, your voice rushing all his blood to two polarising places.

He watches you go up and order your drink, practically mouthing the words as you speak them, too. When you come back with your cup, he smiles, the sight of those pretty teeth making your head spin.

"What'dya do for work, hm dove?" He asks, knowing the answer because of course he does--he knows *everything* he humanly can about you.

You answer, handing Simon whatever change is left, and he smiles.

"Sounds lovely, hm?"

"What do you do for work?" You ask back, head gently tilted.

"I'm an ex-Lieutenant. I now work at a butcher shop locally," He explains, leaning back in his chair, legs spread.

You nod thoughtfully, head rushing, the space between your thighs suddenly feeling wetter. "So you must be strong, huh?"

He glances down, noticing how you press your thighs together and smirks to himself, nodding. "I'd reckon, yeah. Why, you like strong, birdie?"

You giggle a little at the name and take a sip of your coffee, grinning widely, "I do *enjoy* strong, if I must admit."

He nods slightly, glancing you up and down, "Looks like you enjoy i' a little more than you le' on, 'uh?"

You giggle and nod, "Maybe a *little..*"

[ivqnx]

no doubts, a literal starboy (idek what am i saying)

[lorvdz]

I KNOW THIS ISNT DONE BUT ITS TOO GOOD NOT TO POST IT ON HERE!!! :3

[tomialtooth]

I wonder if Park and Adler ever referred to Bell as "It" or just "The subject" while they were conditioning Bell and if Bell was ever conscious enough to hear it

[pavlov-sdog]

Something thats crossed my mind recently is whether or not Bell’s veins began to scar or at the very least bruise, and also just how noticeable it was to them. After all i don’t think anyone treated Bell carefully enough to avoid it, not to mention it’s basically just inevitable to my knowledge.

Would Bell wonder why their arms/wrists/ect were so sore all the time, but never really notice any trauma, especially due to wearing long sleeve’s and such constantly or just being too busy or out of it to really care? Or, would it be pretty noticeable? Would Bell be embarrassed about it? What do they think was the cause for it? I would assume a medical incident of some kind, that’s probably the easiest excuse, but also it would be strange that it never heals.

im very 50/50 on whether or not the team would actually care enough to be stealthy about it because one, Adler. End of my first point. And two, Bell doesn’t really and can’t really push back on anything suspicious all that much, they kinda just have to deal with their own inner turmoil especially because the team is known for just gaslighting and brushing them off. But also would the team really be that bold? Bell is already no doubt extremely unstable and more suspicions don't really help. then again the team seems somewhat careless when it comes to stuff like that.