#call of duty bo cold war

[makeila04]

Frank Woods saying in black ops 6 that "now Adler likes expensive clothes" Bro, literally Russell Adler's goat since cold war😭😭

Frank Woods diciendo en black ops 6 que "ahora a Adler le gusta la ropa cara" Bro, literalmente el goat de Russell Adler desde cold war😭😭

Sigue igual

[welldonekhushi]

"We're counting on you, Bell." 🔔

After days of work, back and neck pain, and effort, I finally finished this art! ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

I had this idea of drawing my Bell, along with Russell Adler and Helen Park (for the first time, surprisingly) a while ago, so I was determined to finish this piece in no time, and here we are!

Let me know what you think about it, hehe! My neck needs a break, ouch—

Beneath the cut is the process of this drawing, from sketch to final! ↓

[altcvnningham]

can’t have shit in this safehouse

[callmelitlesunshine]

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

Wish your 2025 will be great!

I love y'all!

And Adler will bring the best gifts for you <3

2024 was really bad for me, but i hope 2025 will be much better 🧡

Taglist [in/out]: @that1avian @gerdi-mitchell @mutantthedark @adlerdaduck @carlosoliveiraa @adlerboi

@tommyarashikage @alexxmason @hehehuhu490 @violetflavia @courtana

@iamcautiouslyoptimistic @sergeiravenov @pricescigar @ladysouthpaw1213

@drug-overdose @guigz1-coldwar @kings-out-of-pocket-hell @lordskellington003

@fw-priyanshu @kylezkie4adler @davrinsgriffons

[true1ight]

My baby "america's monster, doc, street dog" is back 💕😌

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

hiiii sleepy (✯◡✯) since I just see ur black ops oc and he is AMAZING i wanted to ask u if he is on Cold War or only black ops 6 ? also what will he say about bell :3 love your art so much (´◡`)

Well-- There you have it-- 💀

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Thank you so much for asking about Fletcher! Appreciate it a lot 💗

[girlfcker]

[dearlydevoured]

russell adler x bell! reader. meant to be longer, meant to be proofread, inspired by @altcvnningham

berlin was home to you now.

you don’t know why—considering all that had happened—but you found illegally renting apartments under fake identities was just comforting that you stayed in the city months after your psyche was broken down and put back together with chewing gum and lint-covered duct tape.

maybe it was more of a safe zone but you consciously didn’t acknowledge it, too afraid to leave and see the rest of the world under the forceful title you gave yourself as a german civilian. months passed and you were still anxious about people and places you could barely picture in your head.

nothing more, always something less.

lighting your cigarette, you moved away from the kiosk and walked back to your building, winter chill nipping at the exposed tips of your ears. you started smoking again, trying to reclaim what chunks of identity had been taken away from you, no matter how little.

it was nearing midnight. usually, when it was this late and your pack had already been finished, you tried to ignore your body’s craving for nicotine and wait until the morning. but after cleaning your own sob-session-induced bile off the parquet with a dirty t-shirt the night before, you took the trip down the block and bought a fresh pack to semi-congratulate for not throwing yourself out the window—as much as you desperately wanted to. the acidic smell of your own stomach’s contents hit you mid-cleaning causing you to gag, stomach cramping painfully as you tried to focus on just cleaning the mess you already made, the only thing you could do in the situation besides forcing your body to keep everything down and to not think about it.

you often got away with beating memories of 1981 down. still, your chest would tighten when men at bars used a familiar cologne, closing your eyes and trying to imagine that they smelled of citrus and laundry detergent, not warm spices carried by wood and leather. you would imagine adler when you would hook up with these same men that led you to places you’d only see once yet criticize a million times in your head due to the lack of results when searching for a piece of décor that could scream his name at you as if to console, aching to focus in on just one thing that would remind you of his style. when you were completely disconnected, you only found comfort through pretending he was on top of you, a stranger’s fingers peeling your clothes off in a way so delicate that he could never compare, hands too rough and undeserving.

they would ask if you’re okay and you would only nod in response, sometimes putting a smile on your face just for them and of course, the men before them.

you forgot the pattern of his scars. climbing the first flight of stairs, you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for your keys before hooking a finger into the ring and pulling them out. cigarette hanging from your lips, you separated the apartment key from everything else.

in your head, they created the ursa major. a prfectly carved constelattion on his face, able to be seen even in the daytime.

[littlemissclandestine]

Soft!Russell Adler x Reader pt.1

Note: Howdy Adler nation! Hope this isn't too OOC. I just know that man is a big softie really. Might do some more parts to this such as a solely nsfw one and a married/family life one. Please let me know if this is something you'd like! <33 - Star ✰

Warning: Mentions of sex, MDNI

💙 Soft!Adler who's heart has been thawing ever since he met you, his stoic and cold demeanour melting away whenever you're around

💙 Soft!Adler who pats his man-spread thighs as he's sat down, holding out his hands for you to grasp to ease yourself into his lap in the evenings

💙 Soft!Adler who takes your hands in his, rubbing the back of them with his thumbs as he talks you down after a bad day, kissing your forehead

💙 Soft!Adler who is never the first to pull away during a hug, his chin atop your head, eyes closed, arms wrapped around you like he truly never wants to let go

💙 Soft!Adler who will lift you up from your waist to grab things from the top shelf, lowering you gently and kissing you, teasing you about your height, expressing how cute he thinks the difference is

💙 Soft!Adler who will hug you from behind as you do the dishes, kissing your neck lightly, whispering nothing but praise in your ear and then offering to dry while you wash

💙 Soft!Adler who loves to slow dance with you, a hand on your waist and the other holding yours to the side or his hands both on your waist as you look up at him, arms around his neck as you both sway to the beat of slow romantic/jazz songs

💙 Soft!Adler who will take a few days off work to look after you when you're ill, cooking the few dishes he knows you love made by him

💙 Soft!Adler who drives with one hand on the steering wheel, the other lightly squeezing your thigh as he shoots you little knowing glances and smirks

💙 Soft!Adler who takes his time with you, careful not to hurt you, intertwining his fingers with yours, caressing your skin with love, every curve, every scar and imperfection perfect to him because they belong to you

💙 Soft!Adler who worships your body and mind

💙 Soft!Adler who genuinely wants to get to know your body, what satisfies you, smiling against your skin as he makes your back arch

💙 Soft!Adler who cares for you after sex, asking how you feel, littering your body with wet, sloppy kisses afterwards, running a bath for the two of you, his chest to your back as he lays with you in the tub and you both almost fall asleep

💙 Soft!Adler who always puts you first when his job allows, protecting you, making sacrifices to keep you happy

💙 Soft!Adler who has no qualms about landing a blow to anyone who so much as looks at you funny

💙 Soft!Adler who is a chronic smoker but actually considers quitting if you dislike it

💙 Soft!Adler who will hold your hand under the table in public, planting kisses to your temple and cheeks or wrap an arm around your waist or shoulders, pulling you closer to him because he can't bare having you even half a metre away

💙 Soft!Adler who makes up for any date nights, birthdays etc. missed because he was gone for months on an op or got hung up at the offices in Langley

💙 Soft!Adler who gives you time and space to process things, respecting any boundaries

💙 Soft!Adler who struggles to apologise and talk things out after an argument but will make the effort and chat when you're ready as he can't afford to lose you because he'll surely lose himself

💙 Soft!Adler who didn't necessarily want a family even with his ex but would give anything to see you carry his child, if and when you're ready

💙 Soft!Adler who will fuck you roughly when he gets back from deployment, apologising and telling you that you feel even better than he remembers and how much he missed being inside of you

💙 Soft!Adler who could listen to you for hours, talking about your interests, how your day was, getting distracted by the way your face glows as you smile and get excited about something

💙 Soft!Adler who will put a blanket on you if you're out of it, napping on the couch during the day, kneeling in front of you, smiling as he strokes your hair because of how angelic you look

💙 Soft!Adler who will call you when he's away, telling you he misses you, to take care of yourself and stay safe when he's the one in a warzone

💙 Soft!Adler who shows you how much you mean to him, not just saying it, buying you gifts when he's away to surprise you and thinking of things you may have forgotten about, tears filling your waterline because he remembers every single small detail

💙 Soft!Adler who melts when he sees you wearing his turtlenecks and jackets etc that look oversized on you but in the right places, as well as his signature sunglasses

💙 Soft!Adler who only allows you the privilege of seeing this side to him

who is afraid of losing you But...

who isn't afraid to say the words "I love you, sweetheart"

dividers by @saradika-graphics <33

[cyberghostdraws]

⩩﹕🩵៹ Yume Sieheart ; CALL OF DUTY: Black Ops/Cold War OC

Name: Yume Sieheart (夢ジーハート)

Alias: Angel - Angel of the Morning.

Date of Birth: December 16, 1945

Age:

• Black Ops 1 (1968): 22 years old

• Cold War (1981): 35 years old

• Black Ops 2 (1986-2025): 40 - 80 years old

• Current (2024): 79 years old

Place of Birth: Osaka, Japan.(Although during part of her adolescence she was briefly in Liverpool, England. Her father was British and her mother Japanese.)

Height: 1.70

Weight: 60kg

Hair color: Black (natural)

Eye color: Sky blue

Languages spoken: Japanese (native language), English and Spanish.

Personality (MBTI): ISFJ (Defender).

Faceclaim: Nanao Arai

Backstory: Yume Sieheart was born in Osaka, Japan, the daughter of George Sieheart and Himari Sieheart.Yume showed at an early age to be quite observant and intelligent with her surroundings and to know what she used to observe. Yume was attracted to medicine since she was 8 years old when she went with her mother to houses around the town where she would attend to sick and wounded people at that time as well as hand-to-hand combat which was one of her greatest strengths and her father taught her the use of weapons. Her mother taught her different methods of healing with plants/herbs and knowledge in the area of medicine in general until Yume entered the medical academy. Due to Yume's great career as a doctor over time, she was allowed to join the CIA; her father had contacts with MI6 as well as the CIA so it was not a problem for Yume to join his team being assigned as a combat medic.

Personality: Yume is a very calm person, mostly she is quiet, however she is someone kind, friendly, nice and understanding, she will not hesitate to help others. However, she can be strict and sometimes tends to have a sadistic and cruel side with her opponents.

Affiliations:

CIA

• Alex Mason

• Frank Woods

• Jason Hudson

• Adler Russell

• Eleazar "Lazar" Azoulay

• Lawrence Sims

• Bell

MI6

• Helen Park

Other affiliations:

• Aleksandra "Aleks" Clarke R. (@alypink ©)

• Anastasia Perez Ivanov (@alexa-mwll ©)

• Vasili "Bell" Solokov (@welldonekhushi ©)

• Oscar "Wolf" Yamaha ( @piouswolf © )

History during the events of Black Ops 1: During the Vietnam conflict, Yume spent most of the time with Alex Mason, Frank Woods and Joseph Bowman. Being a fundamental piece for the cure of Mason's brainwashing; since, for Yume, his case was unusual in order to find some kind of cure or treatment for the symptoms he presented with the issue of Reznov and his flashbacks that relate the numbers with Jason Hudson. Although during that time Yume continued working on a treatment of which Mason was still practically amnesiac and with the issue of Reznov's whereabouts although in the end Jason mentioned to him that he is dead something that Yume was about to tell him however this generated discussions between both.

History in Cold War:During January 1981 Yume was entrusted with Alex and Frank during missions, she was briefly next to her other companions with Lazar, Sims, Adler, Bell and Helen. However, she had been working on the brainwashing that had occurred with Mason next to Jason Hudson. To which that led her on occasions to be closer to Hudson.

History in Black Ops 2: Yume was working with Frank and Alex in the 80's until, after the events of the kidnapping of Menendez, she decided to leave the CIA since she had decided to go to Mexico with the objective of getting away after what happened. On that journey, she meets Manolo Reyes, a corporal in the Mexican army, Yume decided to work as a hand-to-hand combat instructor who took a liking to him and took him as her apprentice. In 2025 she is 80 years old, sometimes she traveled to visit Frank Woods and David Mason whom Yume knew since he was a baby as well as was a great help for the labor and was present at some moments with him when he was a child.

Profession: Doctor with specialties in military medicine such as internal medicine and general surgery. Likewise, she is a martial arts instructor who has great knowledge in techniques of the variety of disciplines.

Skills: Yume is quite observant, she knows when someone is lying to her or being honest. She can read people with great ease and has good qualities in terms of reflexes.

Defects: Yume tends to have self-destructive behaviors by drinking until the next day even though she knows that it can be harmful to her own health.

Fun Facts:

-Yume loves rabbits, in her childhood she only had two, one called Rin and the other Haru.

-She is a big fan of billiards and alcohol, especially sake although she usually goes with her two friends Mason and Woods.

-Yume's favorite food is Teriyaki and Onigiri with tuna filling.

-She has a preference for Western clothing but she also combines it with formal clothing and jewelry of the same type.

-There were times when Adler he was injured Frank and Mason begged Yume to cure him in exchange for a bottle of sake (she eventually agrees).

Yume's outfits when she is in the office or at the medical agency.

Her uniform on missions.

Thanks To read! :)

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[illusivesoulgaming]

"Get up, Bell. We have a job to do"

[doodling-doodle]

Thinkin bout me every night, oh, isn’t that sweet? I guess so

Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know

That’s that me, espresso~

I’m so glad I remembered Seb is a barista

Seb belongs to @kings-out-of-pocket-hell

[welldonekhushi]

Khushi is FINALLY posting again! This time something on Black Ops, with our beloved Bell and.. uh, Adler. Yes AHEM, ANYWAYS!

So, this is in context to this fic that I posted about Bell and Adler during the Solovetsky ending. This can be a continuation where Bell somehow manages to "survive" even if he was brutally shot by Adler's bullet in return. Now, since they two are still alive, I'm very sure they'll now find a way to face off again, in Black Ops 6.

Also, this is me drawing Adler for the.. second time? Like I remember drawing him once a few years ago but now I've done it again for the sake of doing my Bell's story :')

Here's the without text version of this art! I hope you like it! <3

[altcvnningham]

i'm sick w the flu (and have had a terrible day at work) so take some cringe self indulgent adler x sick!reader s/o headcanons

straightforward and practical. i really don't think adler would initially be the type to coddle or baby you- just very to the point, sternly telling you to drink water and take some meds and painkillers. but he'd make it so much easier for you; he keeps your water bottle filled by the side of the bed, he'll always make sure you've got painkillers in your drawer- he won't dare make a point of it (can't have you knowing he's too sweet on you) but he pops a couple pills out of the packet and puts them at the bedside next to your bottle so you absolutely won't forget. offers to make you hot tea under the guise that i'm makin' myself some coffee, so i might as well. not that he cares, of course. just happenstance.

but i think longer into a relationship with him and he'll let his softer side show. runs you a bath the second he gets home and hears you sniffling, never mind if he needs a shower or not; makes you honey and lemon tea and passes it off as some old army trick he knows and not just common knowledge, because he wants so badly to be the reason you are well taken care of, that only he could look after you like this. washes your hair and gives you deep, slow massages, 'cause it's important for the muscles, obviously, or whatever impartial excuse he gives, not because he's worried about you aching all over or anything. swaddles you in blankets and cuddles you up under his arm on the couch while he puts on an old movie, every so often accidentally brushing a hand over your temple to check for fever.

he doesn't care if you protest that he ought to keep his distance in case he catches whatever you've got- because he won't. or so he insists.

[mutantthedark]

COD BLACK OPS COLD WAR OC: KENDRA SMITH

GENERAL

Name: Kendra Smith

Age: 28 (1981)

Alias(es): Smith, Owl

Gender: Female

Birthday: May 10th, 1953

Nationality: British

Place of birth: Manchester, UK

Languages: English, French

Affiliation: MI6, CIA, NATO and Rogue Black Ops

APPEARANCE

Hair color: Blonde (dyed)

Eye color: Green

Scars: A few on her arms and wrists

Piercings: None

Face claim: Florence Pugh

Height: 5’4 (162 cm)

Weight: 124 lbs (56 kg)

Build: Slim

Blood type: A+

Family: [REDACTED]

Siblings: [REDACTED]

Personality: INTJ

Kendra has a serious demeanour, expressing very little emotion. Due to this aura, she often comes off as intimidating. She is neither impolite nor an antisocial person, but she has a kind and warm heart. She spends most of her time with Helen Park. Which shows a sensible and respectful attitude toward others, often being discouraged by discourteous behaviour.

FAVOURITES

Color: Green

Season: Spring

Food: Healthy Chicken curry

Drink: Tea

Dessert: -

ABILITIES

Has excellent intelligence and can communicate well.

MI6 training

Weapon skills (Mostly pistols)

TRIVIA

Kendra's name means "Knowing". Other potential meanings of this ancient name include “royal power,” “bold power,” and “chief hero.” It can also mean "Owl".

Kendra tries to cover her scars with tattoos as much as she can.

Most of her friends called her "Owl" because of her thinking and intelligence. The Wise Owl represents the logical thinker.

Clothing she choose is polo shirts.

Kendra wears glasses, only for reading and working on paperworks, but she can see far.

TATTOO DESIGNS

Drawn by me.

BACKGROUND

Kendra was born and raised in Manchester, UK. There is no information about her parents, but she had a strict relationship with them. After her parents had to move to another city to work, Kendra went to University of Oxford, her dream was to be an analyst. One day, when she graduated, a few agents went to visit her and offered to join MI6 because of her intelligence and communications skills. Kendra, being a kind hearted young woman, agreed.

A few months later, she met Helen Park. They had been working together non-stop for international assignments and met Adler Russell during the CIA’s sponsored project. During career, Kendra met another fellow MI6 named “Madam Shell” who was really close with Park before. An intuition happened of Park’s suspicions, Madam attempted to kill Park, but Kendra protected her and earned a few scars from her on her wrists and arms, after failing to curse the inconsequential words, Madam pushed her out of the way and she left the scar on Park’s neck as a parting gift. Hovewer, Kendra didn't renouce, she smashed Madam's head to the wall with great force, which cracked her skull and caused her to kill her. She had to lie to the agents that Madam's been through the "Serious accident."

In 1981, Kendra joined Russel's team in CIA's safehouse E9, tasking to stop the infamous spy named "Perseus". Until then, she met a new teammate with a codename "Bell".

[true1ight]

Just Addy daddy chilling in the new Safehouse ~ (*´∀`*)~

Can't wait for the new black ops😍

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