#bell black ops

[mercury-hg-80]

thinking with my stomach

[maymaylyn]

All hail beefcake Bell

Im going to say it

We’ve been sleeping on the fact that in the duga ending of cold war, regardless of gender, Bell is able to physically overpower Adler

Its time we all start living the truth that bell is an absolutely stacked unit of pure muscle, even after being tortured and brainwashed

Technically its not adler at full strength, he is injured but (im assuming based on how long bell can stand around waiting) its not imminently critical, ergo this still stands,

All hail beefcake Bell

[gainingtexan]

Neeeeeeeed, some belly rubs please

[transmascsimonriley]

That's their relationship, right?

[artistcalledbella]

sketches of Bell + portrait of Woods

[civettictis]

crank time

[ratking369]

Bell oh Bell

[septic-salad]

Eyes Without A Face

[efingart]

"I was just thinking-"

"Hmm?"

"Well we're in Vegas-"

"Yeah?"

"Thought maybe this time you'd say yes-"

LOOK AT THIS GORGEOUS ARTWORK FROM @sleepyconfusedpotato (go commission her she'll make your dreams into art)

I couldn't be happier. It was such a blast to work with her on this too. She really understood my vision and just LOOK AT IT. Thank you so much Sleepy 💙💙💙

Yes, there may be a little fic to go along with this. No, I'm not saying that this is the ending of JWIN. It's just an idea for a happy ending. One where Frank and Mila can relax, go on a road trip (David is visiting his Aunt Dot), and they end up in Vegas. And even though Frank has asked her before, he asks her again if she wants to get married. And this time she says yes. And of course, they get Burger Town afterwards.

[lorvdz]

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

[mercury-hg-80]

I might've immediately forgot what the text at the end was !

[d0gmeats]

schizophrenic protagonists

[daordinarylinchen]

— what happened to the other test subjects?

— don't ask.

[morthern]

Fuck around and find out, Bell

[altcvnningham]

"it was never personal" you were the first person bell saw as you brought them back from the brink of death on that airstrip, you saved them and made yourself the axis upon which their entire worldview rests, you place yourself in the centre of a life they never lived and you took whatever they had left and replaced it with yourself. "it was never personal" you clambered below ground among the waste and filth to cross the fucking berlin wall with them, slinking through abandoned tunnels and through dilapidated houses scrawled with graffiti left by war torn lovers, and muttered praise in their ear knowing it's the only true affection you'll ever give. "it was never personal" you took them with you to berlin, across sentry-lit rooftops. you took them with you to lubyanka, and hid in the dark with them. you took them to that clifftop, vast and serene, and chose that as the one place fit enough to put down your sick dog, maybe because you don't want anyone else to take them anywhere if it's not you holding the leash. "it was never personal" you named them. you named them. you named them.

[verynordiclars]

woods and bell pt2 ft adler and park