#cod milena romanova

[hereisrachel]

If nobody is going to write anything about Milena I will do it

[morthern]

sense8 screenshot redraw, but make it sugarmommy Milena watching her best boys have fun :3c

[hofrrra]

[mudgazing]

bi and lesbian cod fans RISE UP!!

[oshikiri-toru]

Valena sketch based off of this photo

[daordinarylinchen]

..and queen milena in sochi posing for the new post on her insta🍉🍉🍉

[brokenpieces-72]

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Milena knocks on your old apartment door. No answer. She knocks again and still no answer. This was ridiculous, what was the point of this? You’re just some tagger running with some men doing who knows what. Honestly she wants to be going over more of the land deals and getting home and health inspectors into that neighbourhood as soon as possible. More evictions more chances to rebuild.

Milena turns to walk away when she sees you, stopping her in her tracks. You have your bag over your shoulder, wearing a hoodie with a leather jacket overtop. You’re wearing a cap you “borrowed” from Kyle, old jeans and gloves. Of course you also had your scarf on.

If you didn’t know who Milena really was you would be wondering why she’s here, but you have some guesses. Before approaching her you noticed her approaching your building. You’d caught a photo and asked for instructions from your friends. You have a small group chat with them but Price and Ghost were busy doing other stuff. So Kyle and Johnny were left to take charge. Kyle suggested hiding and waiting until she left. Johnny said to see what she wants.

Y/N: what do I say if she sees me?

K: Be nice.

J: mess with her!

The texts came at the same time. Then Johnny sent another.

J: Record it too!

Your phone is recording audio, as you simply stand there waiting for the socialite to start talking.

“Sorry do you know who lives here?” She asks you.

“Yep.” You say. There’s a pause as you just stare at her.

“Um, is the landlord here today? I need to talk to him about this apartment. I was told it’s going up for sale.”

“No it‘s not and no you weren’t.” You say with a slight smirk.

“I’m sorry?” She asks sounding irritated.

“Do you want to take a look around? Seriously it ain’t impressive.” You say walking up to her casually and unlocking the door. She steps back as if you were dog rushing up to bark at her. You step inside and hold the door open for her.

“Still occupied, sorry. But it’s the same as every other apartment if you’re interested in moving in. Come in I don’t mind.” You leave the view of the door frame and go to the kitchen, setting your bag down in the corner. Milena can do plenty, but this is your own personal turf.

“Want a drink?” You ask, opening the fridge, and your garbage. Good thing you stopped by to grab stuff, the last thing you want is a mushroom farm in your fridge.

“Coffee or something stronger.” she says, absently surveying your unit.

“Uh… sorry don’t really have… cider okay?” You ask tossing another expired container into the bin.

“It’ll do.” She says, sitting in one of the chairs in the living room as if it were her own office. You shrug it off and get her a can of cider. Oh shit you forgot you had those. Definitely need to take those back with you for a personal pleasure. Hopefully none of them liked popping boba.

“So uh…” you start as you close the fridge. “You trying to evict me? Like the homes down in the south east neighbourhood?”

Milena looks up at you with wild eyes as you hand her the drink as if you found her diary.

“I don’t know what you mean.” She says taking the drink, eyeing the tab.

“New manicure? Here.” You take the drink from her and open it. “So what’s up.”

“I came to give you an invitation to a party.” She says offering you an envelope. You take it and look it over before looking at her.

“How old are you?” You ask.

“Excuse me?” She says offended. Damn she was easy.

“Milena Romanova, realtor and socialite. You make a lot of money in real estate and land deals. Land deals that don’t land the same money you do. Must be good.” Milena looks ticked.

“Now you’re funding the police, making friendly donations and spending time with the chief commissioner.”

“What are y-“

“Just making small talk. A couple guys I know from the precinct told me you guys are dating.” You say reclining on your old sofa, as if it were a throne. Milena doesn’t know what to make of you. You are certainly…different.

“My love life is my own.” Milena states. You shrug. “The invitation is for an event, inviting a few large names from the city. I understand you’re an aspiring artist.”

“Something like that.” You admit. Hopefully she hadn’t seen your most recent work. It may or may not have involved her posing on houses with… unmentionables spilling out the windows.

“I believe this could be a great opportunity for you. I know plenty of large names and often have art showcased at open houses.”

“Not sure I have the money to afford a nice outfit.” You say.

“If you’d like I could buy a couple of your pieces to cover costs. Of course it’s your choice.” She offers. She stands without you giving an answer, and leaving the open untouched can of cider on the coffee table along with the invitation.

“I have places to be. I hope to see you there.” She says going to the door. Milena steps out but turns to address you.

“I should mention, the chief commissioner has been looking for you. I think he’d like to get to know you more. If you don’t mind I’ll let him know where he can find you.” And without another word, she shuts the door. The room is silent. All you hear is the sound of the carbonation from Milena’s open cider. You take the cider and take a swig before getting to work.

Then you hear a noise from one of the rooms. You keep your phone recording, and go to your bag taking out your gun. You keep it pointed to the ground as you get closer to the closed door. You put a hand on the knob before shoving it open aiming the gun at the intruder.

“You mother fucker!” You shout.

“I can explain.” Graves says.

“Like hell you can.” You say. “Also my bedroom, seriously? This is a whole new level of creepy.”

“Thank you I try.” Graves puts sarcastically. “I came to leave you a note, I assumed you’d return. I wanted to warn you about Makarov but… you just had tea time with Milena.”

“Hardly tea time, she didn’t drink anything.” You say. “She follow you?”

“I hope not. Just in case don’t leave for a few hours.” Graves says. You nod understanding. “Stupid question but why are you here?”

“Came to pick up extra stuff.” You say going around him and getting the duffle bag from your closet. You start packing, and your hoodie sleeve slides up again. Graves notices.

“Who grabbed you… or are you and the boys of the 141 getting clo-“ Graves stops the question after you glare at him. “Teasing.”

“…Nolan grabbed me. I don’t know his last name.” You admit. You haven’t told anyone else.

“Does Price know?” He asks. You shrug and focus on packing extra clothes, before going to the bathroom to grab some extra supplies. Graves is quiet.

“You gonna go to the party?” He asks.

“Haven’t decided.” You say.

“Let me know if you want a ride.” He offers. “Take it Milena hasn’t seen your recent work. Hoo boy that’s some slander.”

You look at him, incredulous. “You saw nothing.”

“I saw works of art, and have no clue where they came from.” Graves says raising his hands. You smile a little but he doesn’t get to see it.

“How are you doing?” Graves asks. “You eating okay? Sleeping well?”

“The guys take good care of me.” You say coming back to the bag with a couple of items. You look around the room to see if you’re missing anything else.

“He’s getting close.” Graves says. “Makarov keeps asking me about you, and I’m giving him what I can without putting either of us at risk.”

“I need a favour.” You admit. Graves raises an eyebrow. “There’s a raid planned. The… a gang went to the docks a while ago trying to take down a drug shipment, but the drugs were protected. I know when the next raid will happen, and if you’re there you can look further into it.”

Graves stands there, admittedly surprised. You were giving him a lead, one to Makarov sure, but one that could get the others in shit.

“Send a tip to the station, make sure it comes to me and only me ya got that.” He instructs. You nod.

“Thank you.” You say. Graves gives a nod, and it’s an awkward silence. Graves looks at your wrist again.

“He grab you anywhere else?” He asks calmly. You rub your arm, and Graves sighs. Without warning he holds your shoulders, before pulling you into a hug. It’s oddly nice. A comfort. You can’t talk to Graves much but right now, you feel like you could spill your guts and he would listen.

“You stay safe kiddo.” He says quietly, not expecting you to hear it. You do. And you just squeeze a little tighter. He lets you go, looking down at you. Graves is about to say something but stops himself.

“Chill here, call a ride, go home.” He says. You nod and after a final good bye he walks out into the night.

Milena came over to Makarov’s home, greeting him with a kind smile.

“They’re all sent out?” He asks.

“Of course.” She says.

“Now we wait.” Makarov says. “The pieces will fall where they need to.”

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[hoodedboy79]

Might have to take one for the team and write something about this fine ass woman since I see no one mentioning her 😫

THE LOOK BRO, THE LOOK 🛐🧎🏻‍♂️

[4kills23deaths]

My Personal Milena Lore

Okay, so we know pretty much ZILCH about Milena in canon. Some things can be inferred (like there clearly being SOME KIND of positive relationship between her and Makarov) and we do know some things in a vague fashion (her husband was murdered), but we know very little that's CONCRETE.

So, under the read-more, please enjoy my ramblings about my special interest favourite character. None of this is canon, remember! Just conjecture.

Okay, so the first thing I have to mention is really to do with Makarov, and that's the fact that there is NO WAY that man was 43 in MWIII. No. Julian does not look a whole year older than my mother, and therefore neither does Vladimir.

So it's my belief that Makarov was born Vladimir Dmitriyevich Makarov on October 4th, 1989. Almost a month before, Milena was born Milena Viktorovna Volkova on September 10th, 1989. This makes both of them 34 at the time wherein MWIII takes place.

She was born to very rich parents - Diana Yuriyevna Volkova and Viktor Mikhailevich Volkov - and grew up in Moscow, just like Makarov.

Upon finishing school with very good grades, Milena decided to attend university. This is where she met one Boris Aleksievich Romanov through mutual friends at a party. The man was rich, with a lot of connections, and the two soon began to date.

Within two years - on October 12th, 2009 - Milena and Boris married and Milena became Milena Viktorovna Romanova. Milena was 20 years old at this time.

Four years later, on Februrary 28th, 2013, Makarov and Milena meet when she comes along with Boris to a meeting.

Boris proves to be decent-ish at first, but becomes a very neglectful husband after Milena turns 25, causing Milena to quickly become incredibly bitter. He spends a lot of his time away from home, leaving his wife to attend to his actual business - which she quickly acclimates to and becomes much better than him at. Whilst her husband is gambling and cheating (which Milena can verify as he uses the same funds he's supposed to give to Makarov and his cause), Milena begins forming a plan to get rid of her shitty, boring husband. In the years between Milena and Makarov's first introduction and when she begins to plan, the two had become good friends. This is where Milena realises that having her husband killed rather than divorcing him will have many benefits - and not just for her.

During one of Boris's 'business trips' (read: gambling sprees), Milena meets with Makarov and exposes all of Boris's recent embezzlement. This both discredits her husband and makes Milena look damn good. Irreplacable, even. Makarov agrees to help her kill Boris, on the condition that Milena formally replaces her husband as a financier to the ultranationalists. Let it never be said that this woman doesn't know how to twist things in her favour.

On June 10th, 2017, during a supposed 'business dinner' between Milena, Boris, and Makarov on Plutus Island, Boris is murdered. Makarov deals with the legal side of things. Work with me here, I don't know how it'd work but it just would.

Milena decides to keep her current name, feeling that she's outgrown the name Milena Volkova at this point. She keeps her wedding ring (which can be seen in the Oligarch mission) as a 'fuck you' to the man who wasted eight years of her life.

Milena is thriving at this point. The personal and business relationship between her and Makarov grows ever more positive.

On April 6th, 2019, Vladimir Makarov is arrested during his terrorist attack on Verdansk. He's sent to Zordaya - this is canon.

During this time, Milena is able to, in Makarov's words 'build an army' - this is, of course, the PMC Konni Group. She works with Ivan Alexxeve and Andrei Nolan for the most part.

She brokers a deal between Las Almas Cartel and Konni Group to get hold of chemical weapons, as seen in (I believe) MWII. This is one of many things that I, sleep-deprived as I am, cannot remember the extent of, but I know are canon.

On November 10th, 2023, Vladimir Makarov is busted out of prison and returns to lead Konni Group.

On the evening of November 12th, 2023, Milena Romanova's island is raided by Task Force 141 in order to gain information on both Makarov's/Konni Group's finances and Makarov's whereabouts. With her security shot dead and her house shot up, Milena gives up Makarov's location.

(Side note: say what you will, but I think this was entirely reasonable of her. Milena's biggest motivation is her money, and she was scared as shit of losing it. But that's not all. As a fellow woman, I cannot begin to imagine the visceral terror I would feel if I were in her situation - alone on an island with nobody to immediately call for help, with two absolutely massive army men who don't exactly wish her well. We, the players, know that Ghost and Soap are protagonists and morally decent enough, but Milena does not. Anything could've happened, and I imagine that scared the shit out of her.)

Now, this is where we reach pure speculation.

We can infer that Makarov and Milena have a positive relationship - in the Praise and Punishment cutscene, Milena is the only one to call him by his given name. Critically, it can be noted that she's the only one in the whole game to be received well by Makarov when she does this. Makarov seems a very tactile man from what we see in this cutscene - most likely as a way to build loyalty - but there is a clear note of mutual respect in this cutscene between the two. She's clearly quite important - she stands pretty much by his side for the remainder of the cutscene.

All of that is to say this: Makarov seems to have dealt with Milena's betrayal in a manner uncommon to him. We see what happens when someone displeases Makarov - he shot Ivan in front of his soldiers to make an example. However, when Makarov speaks to Andrei after torturing one of Shadow Company's men, he mentions that (paraphrasing here) 'if [TF141] can get to Milena, they can get to any of us'.

He's giving her an awful lot of grace. Not cursing her. Not insisting she's hunted down or executed. He's making excuses.

Additionally, the mission after Oligarch (called Highrise) takes place 16 hours after. The cutscene for it takes place some point the night before Highrise begins. This means that Makarov found out about what happened (most likely from Milena herself calling) between 1 and 10 hours after. Remember - Milena was the only one allied with Konni who survived Oligarch. Only she would've known.

I believe that Milena is undoubtably still alive, and if (wishful thinking) we see her in MWIV, she and Makarov may still be allied.

I also believe, very strongly, that there is something between Vladimir Makarov and Milena Romanova. It may be romantic, it may be platonic, but he clearly gives a shit about her in a situation where it'd make a lot more sense for him to write her off as a traitor.

And I find that utterly fascinating.

[hirik0]

My favourite Milena Romanova HC is that she's Makarovs biggest bully m second favourite is that she has Makarov on a very tight financial budget because this man is financial illiterate

[k4l4shn1k0v34]

CODmas Cookies: One/Two

First, our 141 boys!

Now Makarov and his minions.

Farah, her simp, and her brother!

[frostzszk]

Introduction!!

about me:

My name is Milo and i'm a Transboy, but you can call me by my alter-ego Frost!.

I'm from Brazil and I use Google translate for some things, so bear with me

I don't feel comfortable saying my age but know that I'm not under 12

All ages are welcome on my profile but know that I am not responsible for the content you read, especially because in all content, I will place a warning.

which fandons do I write for:

Call of duty

What characters do I write:

Captain John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" Mactavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Nikolai, Vladimir Makarov, Milena Romanova, Andrey Nolan, Valéria Garza, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo Parra, Phillip Graves, Alex Keller, Farah Karim, König

What I will definitely NOT write:

Rape/Non-Con

Water games

Things involving feces or vomit in the act

Age play

[decaf-mother]

Who would you trust to hold your drink at a party?

[oshikiri-toru]

Happy pride month! Lesbians be upon you.

This is a drawing for my Valeria/Milena fic.

[daordinarylinchen]

💎🖤

[brokenpieces-72]

Down with the Ship

A few hours before the gathering and before the raid. Alejandro and Rudolfo were there and you had the chance to chat with Alejandro who expressed his love for your work.

“You should come with us for the next dia de los Muertos. Pay proper respects.” Alejandro says. You’ve had the chance to meet up with him and Rudy a couple times to help plan and sort out the raid. You mainly go to learn and understand how everything works, listening intently as they sketch out crude diagrams or blueprints of ships and going over cargo records and docking schedules. Your attention to detail has proven useful. Alejandro had also heard about Graves getting a tip, and while reluctant he figured there could be benefit to getting Makarov’s men behind bars. If Makarov tried to get them released it would raise some flags.

Right now was a chance to relax and gather your nerves. That was done with pool, chatting and drinks. Nikolai would be coming with weapons and gear that could be worn under their clothes. The image of Simon in a black hoodie charging at you only for your own bullets to barely phase him sent a visible chill down your spine. As for the kittens the mother would stick around to care for them.

You’re nervous too. Tonight you were going to see Makarov for the first time face to face. Your bouncing knee is visible as you try to decide whether you avoid him the whole night or try talking to him. There’s a sliver in you wanting to confront him about your father but you know the risk and you have no evidence aside from two witnesses one of which was false.

Johnny calls you out of your thoughts, inviting you to join him on the fire escape. Once you’re out there you lean over the railing with him. The chilly night forces your thoughts of Makarov away and you’re focused on the view. Cars honk on the streets below, window light turn on and off, and clouds blot out the stars and moon.

“How ya feelin?” Johnny asks.

“Nervous… you?” You ask. He nods absently. “At least you have practice. I’ve never met Makarov.”

“Experience, not practice. No dress rehearsals here.” Johnny says. “You can’t practice confronting the man who took yer father either. Laswell will be there. And Alex. I think he said somethin’ ‘bout bringin’ Farah. Won’t be alone.”

You see him nod absently, and look around, like he’s reminding himself more than you. That’s when you realize something that warms you inside. Johnny’s leg bounces and he’s fiddling with his hands. You lean against him making him look at you. You give him a warm smile.

“I won’t be alone.” You say. Without warning, Johnny puts you in a headlock of a hug and pressing his face into your beanie for a moment.

“No ya won’t. You’ll be safe.” He says a little muffled by the beanie. Johnny wasn’t so much worried about the raid as he was you.

“You better be safe too, no fucking around.” You say, sternly. He pulls away to look at you but keeps the arm on you. His eyes meet yours.

“Always.” He says.

The 141 and Los Vaqueros were ready. They truly were, suited up in bullet proof vests and guns. Alejandro and Rudolfo led them to the docks, splitting off into smaller groups to check the ships. They’d frightened a couple of fisherman, opening their cargo holds and demanding to know where everything was. There were drugs, and they knew there would be. Graves was waiting for there to be a sign of the 141 or the Los Vaqueros before starting to move in. He brought his best to ensure Nolan’s guys wouldn’t have the chance to try anything.

Price and Kyle were with Rudolfo when a shot rang out followed by shouting and heavy gunfire. They left the ship they were on, telling the few men on board to run from the docks to safety. They ran over and saw Nolan and a few guys in masks and hoods. Alejandro and Soap had found the drugs, but Simon had to hold off the men who had reached for their pistols. From there it barrelled downhill.

Simon was outmatched but could still take out a couple out, dropping two of them. He checked their bodies quickly but found nothing except side arms. He didn’t have time to remove their masks before he heard Soap yelling and a gunshot. Simon went below deck and found another one dropped along with the stash of drugs and his two allies. He radioed Price.

“Price we found their stash.”

“We got another problem.” Price barks. All three men bolted back up and off the ship, running towards another ship. They heard Nolan shouting and more shots were fired from the deck while they tried to get on board. Kyle was on there already and was thrown to the ground. He was lucky enough to avoid being shot, knifing his attacker’s thigh and then going for the neck. The man dropped but there wasn’t a chance to reveal his face either. Kyle retrieved his gun it having been kicked away. He then ran down the deck to take out a guy about to knife Rudolfo who had been knocked to the ground.

Price was doing what he could from the docks, taking out anyone who got off. Kyle got Rudolfo back up and helped him off the boat. Nolan held up a Molotov cocktail lit with a rag and threw it into the cargo hold, before diving into the water. Unfortunately it still wasn’t over.

Graves revealed himself after the gunfire could be heard and ran in with his men. His men didn’t hold back like he had told them to. They fired at Price, Simon and Alejandro. They charged at Johnny who wasted no time firing at them, wounding most. One got to close and got shot point blank. A couple went for Kyle and Rudy hoping to make an easy arrest since Rudolfo’s leg made walking difficult. Alejandro shot at the cops, not hitting any of them but covering Kyle and Rudolfo.

Then a bomb went off. The cocktail may have set the ship aflame but something else caused the whole boat to explode. It was pandemonium with shouting, gun fire and debris filling the docks.

They never had a good chance to check the bodies. The only one who did was Graves and the men he’d brought.

Meanwhile you were at the party. Laswell had made sure you would have an appropriate outfit. Felt very androgynous, and was pretty comfortable. You got to chat with Alex and Farah who were there together. Farah had taken photos of your art in her neighbourhood and was showing them to you and Laswell. Laswell’s brows were raised the whole time, sometimes looking around to make sure no one notices. Laswell excused herself from your small group to shake a few hands and chat with an old friend whom she hadn’t seen for some time.

You stayed near Alex and Farah, still having yet to see Makarov, Nolan or Milena. You guessed Nolan was probably at the docks but don’t express concern. Honestly Farah and Alex make such good company you practically forget where you are.

Milena approaches your small table and you slap the phone in Farah’s hand, to hide the screen. You smile at Milena who looks less than pleased. Farah doesn’t make eye contact, instead pulling her phone to her chest and under the table while Alex scratches his neck.

“So you wanted commissions?” You ask. Farah stifles a laugh and Alex covers his snort with hand.

“I have a lawyer drawing up a contract. The price can be further discussed.” Milena replies. It’s clear she’s holding back a lot, her glare stabbing you from all sides. “Besides after tonight I should have everything will be arranged for your work. Finally get rid of some trash.” She says the last word while looking at Farah, before turning on her heel and walking away.

“Mythic bitch.” You mutter. Alex and Farah look a little nervous. You know it means something is up. Farah excuses herself to make a phone call, and you’re left with Alex who walks around the venue with you. You try to find Kate again but instead find the last face you wanted to.

Vladimir Makarov approaches you and Alex with a friendly expression, a challenging one. It’s as if he’s daring you to a put a gun to his head and you want to. Standing there it’s like the air is sucked out of the room, or rather he’s stolen all the air from your lungs and is dangling it in front of you.

“Hello. I don’t believe we’ve met.” He says holding out a hand to shake. You just stare at him, as everything else slows. Alex puts a hand on your back, noticing how tense you are. It’s like he’s given you the oxygen that you needed to function again. Without missing a beat, you shake Makarov’s hand. His smile becomes a satisfied one, as if he’s made a deal with you.

“Hello. Nice to meet you.” You say without giving him your name. Alex offers his hand to shake introducing himself to Makarov. Alex being the decent guy he is, wasn’t about to let you stand there and face Makarov alone.

“Milena tells me you are an artist no?” He asks. You nod. He’s a person. A horrible person. A monster but you could talk to monsters.

“Something like that…” you say. Deep breathes you can do this.

“I hope to see more of your work. I have to make an announcement.” He says excusing himself. You wait for him to be out of sight before you finally feel yourself breathing on your own. Alex takes you aside to make sure you don’t pass out in the middle of the floor. Farah returned and Alex explained what happened while Vladimir was introduced on the podium.

You’re still trying to focus as Vladimir introduces himself and thanks everyone for their attendance. Then your own hell starts to crack.

“Returning I intended to clean and straighten out this city. Gang activity has been ever present and tonight we finally bring down one of the most infamous. The Los Vaqueros and the 141 have been tracked down and linked to drug shipment. I’ve just gotten word from one of my best that they will be apprehended by next morning. My hope is to eliminate any and all gangs in the area, keeping this city safe from drug abuse, violence and death. I want to go even further and eradicate unsafe housing, health violations and rebuild this city to be better. Better than it was. By tonight you will see this is not just pandering and that justice will prevail and protect good people, like your friends, families and neighbours. While I have been gone for some time I come back with a strong mission and intend to see it through. By tomorrow I will prove it too.” There is audible applause and you’re terrified. Had the raid all been a set up? Graves was there, did he tell Makarov beforehand? No… no you know he wouldn’t do that. Surely.

Out of the corner of your eye you see a commotion and you step back instinctively. Farah is being arrested! What the hell?!

You look just past the officers who are cuffing Farah while Alex protests, and see Milena smirking. Farah is muttering words you don’t understand. Alex tries fighting one of the cops, while a pair of hands takes you by the shoulders, pulling you further back. The next thing you know Alex is under arrest for police interference. You try to intervene yourself but the hands on you tighten, and you hear Kate’s voice telling you to leave them.

Kate leads you out of the venue and to a vehicle. There’s a woman in the drivers seat while Kate gets in the passenger side giving directions. The car peels out of the parking lot. In the backseat you curled into a ball. What the hell just happened?!

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