#Russell Adler

[taco0000oo]

Plot twist

[pyrrultra]

You're coming back, and it's the end of the world.

[laswells-ashtray]

Just like his daddy.

He's heard it for years, he looks just like his father. He has that same smug Adler smirk, the same casual swagger when he walks into a room, and the demeaning tone of the man before him.

For years, he rolled with the comparison because it's easier to admit than he has no true sense of perception past the shadow of his father that everyone expects him to be.

Do his scars make him look more like his father, or does it drive a gap between him and the very man his identity is based around?

When did he lose the gentleness in his eyes that was mirrored in his mother's? Or did it ever exist to begin with?

The voice that comes out of his mouth has never sounded like his own. It's inherited, like a cancer of sorts. It spits venom, and he watches as the acid melts through layers of flesh, stripping people down to skin and bone.

The hand that holds his gun has the same scar on his thumb that he used to wrap his little hand around when he was a toddler. His father's hand cradles the gun that he ends lives with. The warmth in his chest is nauseating.

Sunglasses are a shield. He weaponises them to strike fear in those who stand before him. He stands in front of them, Phillip Graves, and they plead for their life at the feet of Russell Adler.

He walks in the footsteps of death incarnate, boots laced tightly and pretends not to remember the monster who taught him how to knot them with little fingers.

A tiger scarred his senior's face, and its cub lay in the grass with him in its sights.

[thatraccooninthetrash]

Realized I never posted this on here... Catler and Bell

[collinnmckinley]

[warden-eternal]

Just some fun in WZ 😂

📷 Taken with @adlerboi ❤️

[blackopsimagines]

[ruiviart]

Kgb Adler

[bluvp]

Heroes have to make sacrifices.

[mr-cia-adler]

🚨 FOLKS??? EVERYONE, ADLER HAS RETURNED ONCE MORE 🚨

I don't think you understand the ultimate cry of surprise when I saw this stupid guy on my YouTube feed

[animefreak1145]

😐

Adler kept Stitch alive as “insurance”—the guy that brainwashed him and tortured him and killed like SO many people and one of the people responsible for Nova 6–but not Bell? Bell—the one who willingly said Solovetsky and saved millions of people(despite their bloody horrible past, it showed a clear change unlike Stitch who actively used the Numbers broadcast as well to hurt MORE people).

You’re telling me—Russell Adler, the one who was willing to kill Gusev in BO6 campaign when he was just a civvie but created that gas that could kill millions—spared Stitch? 🤨

Stitch? Who ACTUALLY killed more people actively than Gusev did, even with the lab trials of the gas, and enjoyed hurting Adler? 🤨

Either Adler wasn’t rewired back all the way by Mason or the dude is actually a masochist in more ways than I thought for keeping Stitch.

Treyarch—I would’ve been happy if you just created a standard Bell instead of having Stitch be alive. 😐 I wouldn’t even have cared if Bell was male or whatever—Bell being in that prison would’ve been better than STITCH.

STITCH?!?!?!?!

[sharkys-disco-stick]

Bruh

so i guess this just doesn’t matter anymore?

[velvetm16]

Cold War should’ve ended with Bell and Adler making out sloppy instead of bell getting lead to the brain..,

[laswells-ashtray]

If there's one thing that he's never cared for, it's Halloween. But like most things in life, that changes when you have kids.

And so, Russell Adler sits on his couch as he fixes the handle on the little pumpkin-shaped plastic bucket that Phil wants to take trick or treating as "Uncle Frank" helps the little one with his costume because he's been adamant all week that daddy couldn't see it until it was ready.

He pretends not to hear the soft pitter-patter of little feet thundering down the hall, allowing Phil to surprise him as he pleases.

He only turns when he hears a very loud, very exaggerated cough from Woods. And what he finds is not the little Batman that he'd been expecting.

Phil is standing, holding a Nerf gun in one hand and a candy cigarette in the other. The sunglasses he's wearing are far too big for his little head, and the harness over his chest, made to hold Nerf bullets, can be credited to Woods' shoddy handiwork. He'd recognise it a mile away. The little boy's hair is parted at the side, blonde and bright.

It's the thin face paint scars that truly give him away.

So, he does as all parents do, and he performs, feigning confusion as he glances around.

"Thought Phil was supposed to be here, why'd you bring me a mirror?"

The soft giggle that escapes his carbon copy in front of him has his lips twitching with the beginning of a smile even before the boy dives into his open arms.

"I'm you, daddy. Got smokes and everything."

He's conscious of where he plants a kiss on the boy's cheek, determined not to ruin his face paint.

"I can see that, kiddo. Better be the good ones."

Maybe, just maybe, he can see the appeal behind Halloween.

[ask-americas-monster]

Why do you have an entire collection of the same sunglasses

Economy.