#cod oc Mila

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"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.

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Lunch Break pt3

ao3

one | two | three

Word Count: 889

Frank x Mila, Frank Woods x oc, Frank Woods fem! American Bell

Still probably could be a brown eyed lady as long as you don't mind having the nickname "Vic."

I know I said this would be three parts. It is not. If you’re new here never trust when I say how long a story is going to be. It’s always longer. The characters really run the show here I just type.

She works here.

Frank exited the briefing room.

She works here and she knows he works here, too.

She had barely given him a second glance when he walked in. Just regarded him the same as everyone else. And even now when she pushed past him to get to whatever she had scheduled next. He was just another body in the hall to her.

A hand landed on his shoulder. Alex.

“Don’t think I’ve ever seen you so quiet in a briefing before.”

He chuckled in response.

But Alex was already following his gaze.

“Who knew those dorks would have such a good-looking gal in their midst huh?” He nudged his friend.

Frank hadn’t told Alex about the encounter in the park. He knew his friend would jump on it. Frank hadn’t told Alex much about the women he was with. Not since Alex got married and settled into his life. He was always trying to encourage Frank to do the same lately.

Fat chance.

He ran his hand through his dark hair.

“Come on, let’s get something to eat,” Alex said shaking Frank from his thoughts.

They entered the cafeteria. He quickly scanned the room, but she wasn’t there. Interesting that she chose to be alone with her book rather than eating here. He could understand that.

Frank glanced at Alex. He was staring at the salad bar like he didn’t know what to make of it. Then he passed it by, opting for the egg salad sandwich. The way Frank heard it Em was trying to get him to eat more greens. In Alex’s mind this could be a kind of compromise. If it has salad in the name, it was essentially the same thing. Frank was sure Em wouldn’t buy it. But he also knew she was just looking out for him. Something about Alex’s heart. Frank and Em might have had their differences, but they could agree on one thing. They wanted Alex to stick around for a long time.

“How’s Em?” He asked as he picked up his own sandwich.

Alex gave him a look.

“You know, she misses the job. But nothing’s going to tear her away from David, either,” He chuckled and shook his head. “So you know, she’s happy.”

He paid the cashier and waited for Frank.

“Kind of surprised you’re eating here.”

Frank waved his hand dismissively.

“Park got old.”

“Not enough eye candy-”

“Can it, will ya?”

“Touchy. Jogger throw her water bottle at you?”

“Nah, I’m not a creep like you.”

Alex laughed.

As they took their seats the light outside dimmed. The day grew dark and it started to rain. Good thing he wasn’t going to the park any more.

He wondered if she got herself caught in the rain.

After lunch he and Alex separated. He decided to take the back stairs. They were usually empty, and it was easy to grab a quiet smoke there. He pushed past the double doors leading to the stairs. Then he pulled out his lighter and leaned against the window across from the stairs as he lit his cigarette. Frank flicked his eyes up and there she was- Vic. That was her name. Or at least what Hudson had called her. She was sitting on the stairs. Sandwich in hand and yet another fat book balanced on her lap. He jokingly thought to himself that she must be eating them with how quickly she seemed to get through them.

Vic didn’t look up, so he turned his back to her and looked out the window at the rain. He propped open the window to blow his smoke out. People smoked freely in the building of course, but Frank preferred to not stand in a cloud of it if he didn’t have to. And he liked the fresh air from the window. He hated being cooped up in this building. He wasn’t meant for this office shit. Even though he had just gotten back he was already wishing to be sent off somewhere. In the field, the only thing he missed was his bike. More than once he had considered taking a long road trip, alone of course.

“Guess I was wrong,” He heard her say. For a moment Frank had forgotten someone else was there.

“’Bout what?” He asked the open window.

“I thought you were just another guy bullshitting me about being away for work.”

“Yeah, well 9 times out of 10 you’d probably be right.”

“So you’re the 10.”

He chuckled, “Don’t know about that.”

“Got another one of those?” She asked. He put his pack and lighter on the windowsill and he heard her descend the stairs to stand next to him.

“Thanks. Left mine upstairs,” She said as she placed the cigarette between her lips and lit it.

She didn’t seem keen on making conversation and he was never particularly fond of it anyway. And it’s not like he was going to ask her for her number, now. Then the creeps wouldn’t just be isolated to the park, she’d find herself working with one too.

“All right, well,” She said, pausing, as she stabbed her cigarette out in the receptacle on the wall. “Thanks. See you around.”

And before he could say anything else she was back up the stairs gathering her book and her remaining lunch. Then without a glance back she headed upstairs.

“See ya,” He said quietly as he shut the window.

tagging: @deadbranch, @alypink, @revnah1406, @mango-parfait, @imagoddamnonionmason, @sagitamds, @adlerboi, @kithauk, @elyseenmiel, @guigz1-coldwar, @frankwoods, @writeforfandoms, @sparklight1242, @eccentrcks, @walder-138, @voltac, @iamcautiouslyoptimistic, @kaitaiga

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👀

Yes. I need to draw this 💙

Sigourney Weaver

[temeyes]

wasn't really in the mood to draw anything tonight, BUT I DIDDDD write Chariot's military personnel file the entire day lmao!!!

template made by mistydeyes!

[welldonekhushi]

Black Ops OC's as Vines!

Adler was about to destroy this copy. Thank god I recovered it before he could have taken this masterpiece away.

This is a special vine compilation created for my beloved mutuals, having their Black Ops OC's, (along with mine.. sniff) doing shenanigans with each other when the canon isn't in the mood to give them pain and suffering. Because I hope it stays that way. Hope you enjoy! ♡

Name of the OC's that have been used in this compilation, under the cut!

(In case any of you have been missed out in this compilation, my deepest apologies. But, next time you can be the lucky one!)

Aleksandra "Aleks" Clarke @alypink

Mila @efingart

Jodie "Bell" Hall @imagoddamnonionmason

Charles Moore @deeptrashwitch

Koa "Hunter" Nikau @islandtarochips

Abigail "Abby" Mason @revnah1406

Marlene Monroe @eccentrcks

Annika Nikolayevna Vorovna @walder-138

Helina "Bell" Soldatova @iamcautiouslyoptimistic

Vasili "Bell" Sokolov (which is me)

[revnah1406]

So I was organising my drawing folder and I found this old drawing I did five months ago!

It's from an RP that I'm doing with @efingart and @alypink. That I love so much!!❤️❤️

It's about Abby time traveling to the 80s, where Mila (E's Oc) and Aleks (Aly's oc) work with the Safehouse crew.

It's like an Oc and fic Crossover!! I love it so much!!

I was hesitant about posting this drawing because it's old but I said, you know what? Fuck it. Let's do it hahaha!

I'm still practicing how to draw Mila better! She deserves all the time and practice.

I also want to draw more Aleks, Mila and Abby together. My three favourite girls 🥺🥺❤️

I'll probably do it soon hehehe.

That's all! Love ya!

[theqreatorsworld]

Smile for the picture featuring the Bells🔔

I said what I said and I did it

I hope I drew yalls Bells good😭

Helina “Bell” Soldatova- @iamcautiouslyoptimistic

Isabella “Bell” Beaufort- Me

Mila- @efingart

Vasili “Bell” Sokolov- @welldonekhushi

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Rose-Colored Glasses

We've spent some time ragging on Adler this week (every week). In fact yesterday a few of us were joking about how many of our OCs only tolerate Adler because of Aleks (@alypink).

Occasionally I get the urge to see Adler be nice to her. Because Aleks does deserve it.

And here's a comic of Aleks and Mila briefly talking about it.

tagging:

@imagoddamnonionmason @sparklight1242 @revnah1406 @mango-parfait @cyberghostdraws @piouswolf @alexa-mwll @tacticalanxiety @courtana @justasmolbard @artbygem @direwolfspostsrandomshit @socially-awkward-skeleton @welldonekhushi @islandtarochips @sagitamds @adlerboi @kithauk @elyseenmiel @guigz1-coldwar @frankwoods @writeforfandoms @eccentrcks @kaitaiga @walder-138 @voltac @spookyrares @iamcautiouslyoptimistic @deadbranch

opt in/opt out

[efingcod]

Lunch Break pt 1

ao3

one | two | three (coming soon)

Word count: 617

Frank Woods x CoD Bell/Mila (or brown-eyed f!reader if you want!)

A story that popped into my head because I needed to write Frank. In my mind, it's Frank and American!Mila, but hey if you're a lady with brown eyes this could easily be you too. 😉

“Take a hint!” The woman at the next table said, exasperated. “Just thought you looked bored is all. Can’t you be friendly?”

Frank rolled his eyes. He was going to have to intervene, wasn’t he?

At the table across from him were seated a man and a woman. Well, from the looks of it, the guy had invited himself to sit at her table. But anyone and everyone could see she was just trying to read. And she looked like she was damn near about to smack the guy on the head with that thick book in her hand.

“Can’t you take a hike?” She shot back.

To Frank’s surprise, the bozo actually leaned in. Maybe he had a thing for being dressed down by a good-looking gal. Or, more likely, he was just stupid. Some guys just lost all sense around someone pretty. And she sure was that he had to admit. Not that that was an excuse. He sighed.

“Hey, don’t think she’s interested,” Frank said projecting his voice so the guy could hear him.

They both turned their heads to look at him. With the look he caught in the woman’s eye Frank was damn sure he about saved this guy’s life.

Whatever that was worth.

“What’s it to you?” Oh so he was looking for a fight.

Frank rose from his seat and stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray before walking over to their table- her table, really. He liked how he cast a shadow over them. He was already bigger than the bozo, but a little extra intimidation couldn’t hurt.

“It’s embarrassing watching you. Can’t take it anymore,” Frank said. “Oh yeah?”

What a comeback.

The bozo stood and actually had the nerve to square him up. Frank thrust his upper body forward, feigning aggression. It was only a split-second movement, but the guy flinched. And he seemed to have enough brain power to realize it was over. His shoulders slumped and he muttered something under his breath before slinking away from the table.

Frank could hear the woman let out a relieved breath. And he turned towards her. She was still watching the man retreat.

“Thought you were about to crack his skull open with that,” He joked nodding to the hefty book in her hand.

“Me too, glad I didn’t have to,” She said. She finally raised her eyes to look at him. Huge brown eyes.

Damn.

He was definitely a sucker for a gal with brown eyes. “It’s a library book. Hate to have to explain all the blood and brain matter to the librarians,” She added. A small grin appeared at the corner of her mouth. He chuckled.

“Thanks,” She said.

Frank grunted in response. He could still see the bozo lurking at one of the far tables.

Some guys really didn’t know when to quit.

He moved to go back to his table, but he noticed she was still on edge. Of course, she was with that guy hovering. She did seem like the kind of woman who could take care of herself, but he thought maybe some reassurance she had backup would help.

“Don’t think he’ll be coming back,” Frank said as he took his seat. He sat at an angle, not looking directly at her, but he could still see her in his periphery. She nodded but hadn’t raised her book to eye level. He thought she might be looking at him, now. Studying him. And after a moment she finally seemed to relax.

“Well, what if he comes back tomorrow?” She said finally. There was something playful in her tone. “Guess I’ll have to be here tomorrow too,” Frank said with a grin.

tagging @alypink and @revnah1406 since you seemed interested

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! DAHLIA

LIKE IT?! I LOVE IT!

LOOK AT MY BABY LOOK AT HOW YOU DREW HER SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL IN YOUR STYLE AND YOU INCLUDED WOODS' FLANNEL I'M SOBBING

Thank you so much 😭💙🙏

re your oc sketch request. I loved the way you drew her before so I had to submit Mila again! hehehe 💙

Shoutout to the hottest cod oc ever 🫵❤️

I hope you like it!

[temeyes]

random cod oc post, but anyway: their and Gaz's dynamic

[welldonekhushi]

Average "Bell" conversation about Russell Adler be like:

@efingart @imagoddamnonionmason

[revnah1406]

Did you ever make a. bell oc?

Hi Anon!

No, I've never made a Bell Oc. I like cold war but I'm more into black ops 2.

For now I just have Abby as my black ops oc.

But it's true that in Abby's timeline exists a Bell oc. Her name is Mila and belongs to @efingart , I'll leave her story here if you want to know more about her. I fucking love everyone's Bells, especially my mutuals. But my friend E and I talked a lot about these and we decided to make our ocs canon in each others' story to make it more interesting. The drama is really good, and her story is amazing, you should check it out.

I'll leave a small sketch of Mila and Abby here hehehe.

That's all! Thank you for the ask! 🧡✨

[littlemissclandestine]

hey ꒰(･‿･)꒱ I just saw your Adler edits and I luv them sm !! your blog is amazing too I read you have ocs that you wanna publish and made me wanna do it myself but I’m shy 🙈 but i do want to see yours ! is your oc from cw and modern warfare II ? also which one is your favorite. i love ocs x canon too and i have met a couple of them i enjoy sm !! you have any fav oc x canon in the fandom ?

srry if it’s to much!!! I love your blog 💗

Hello dear lovely Anon!!

Dude i love your energy first of all. Like i'm getting noice vibes from you haha 💜

And OMG i'm so glad to hear that you love my Adler edits! 😭 I don't really post my edits on here because it feels like tumblr is more for fanart and fanfic etc. I might upload them all to youtube when i get a chance for lols. But honestly thank you for that! You've given me a motivation boost 🫶

Over the moon that you think my blog is amazing! I think it's chaotic tbh but happy you love it! Mwah 😽

Aww that's cayoot, you wanna see my OCs? Soon, promise. You should share your ocs with the world when you're ready too! <33

Kind of answered some of your question(s) on OCs in this post but here ya go anyway:

In terms of my OCS, I have 2 for the MW universe (reboot), 2 for the BO universe (mainly CW though because of ✨Adler✨ ) and 2 for some other video games. But you know what? I swear I just keep making random ones in my head so i may have more in store. -> That rhymes hehe. See it? O...kay i'll stop. AHEM

My favourite OC out of my collection would be...

NOPE can't choose. That's pure evil Anon. It's like picking your favourite child. 😭

And then out of the whole COD fandom? Yeesh that's a tough one because I love loads if i'm being honest. People are so creative and it just puts a huge smile on my face seeing them in their element and vibing. Though, the ones i'm currently following the most are sleepyconfusedpotato's Jade x Ghost pairing and alypink's Aleks x Adler pairing. They both bring me immense joy tbh. Like I actually scream whenever I see a post about them and my family look at me like wtf cbkdksjsk

Honourable mentions: iamcautiouslyoptimistic's Helina x Mason, alexxmason's Selena x Mason, alypink's Aly x Price & efingart's Mila x Woods. Y'all i could go on and on tbh. You'd think I love BO more but i don't looool.

Wasn't too much at all! Ask as much as you want, my love. Thanks a bunch, honestly. It makes me all giddy when i get an ask. I find it cute that you wanna interact with but feel a lil shy. YOLO Anon, YOLO.

Best wishes! 🌠

[efingart]

Mila WIP

Things have been so busy - I forgot my baby's birthday!! It was yesterday October 15 😭 Here's a WIP of a pinup drawing I have been working on. (Technically it's a redraw)

80 years old and you're still a total babe 💙

[efingcod]

Lunch Break pt 2

ao3

one | two | three (coming soon)

Word count: 718

Frank Woods x CoD Bell/Mila (or brown-eyed f!reader if you want!)

I think this will be 3 parts, total. The next part probably won't be as short, but 😏 you'll be glad for it, I think.

Should have gotten her number.

Frank knew he should have gotten her number. He thought he was being slick, waiting until the next day. Showing up at the coffee shop in the park like he said he would. Give her a night to think about him. To wonder why he didn’t ask her in the first place.

So, of course, as soon as he walked back into work Hudson wanted to speak with him. Then he was packing up his shit and on a plane two hours later.

That had been, fuck, nearly a month ago.

Her number wouldn’t have mattered in the end. Making a date with her? He would have had to cancel. Give her some lame excuse. Not like he was telling her about what he did for work.

Why was he even thinking about this woman? Because she was pretty? He’d met pretty women before. The fiery personality. Her dark humor. The casual way she had flirted with him.

All right, she was hot.

And he hadn’t even gotten her name.

Frank tossed his cigarette on the ground and crushed it under his boot. It was a beautiful day out. Good day for getting a cup of coffee in the park.

He might not even see her, he realized. Maybe she ditched the park. It’d make sense- too many assholes.

Frank reached the kiosk and paid for his coffee. Then he turned towards the seating area. There she was, a different giant book in her hands. A cigarette perched between her fingers.

Fuck it.

He took the table next to her. If she noticed him she gave no sign. He sat at an angle, once again not looking directly at her. But he could see when she took a drag of her cigarette and turned a page in her book.

She blew out the smoke and said, “Thought I scared you off.”

Frank chuckled and took a sip of his coffee.

“Nah, just got busy at work, sorry.”

He turned to look at her. She was staring ahead, smoking her cigarette, but she had lowered the book into her lap. She met his eye. Sunlight crossed her face, the dark brown of her eyes now amber. Lit up like the gemstone. She wasn’t just pretty, she was beautiful.

He cursed Hudson for pulling him away.

She shrugged and turned back to her book.

“No big deal,” She said.

What had he expected? Her to yell? To have waited for him? Some stranger she had met in the park just once?

But the way she just shut down the conversation like that surprised him. Had he already missed his shot?

“Hey-” He started to say.

She looked up from her book, slowly - as if she was being dragged away from it. When her gaze once again fell on him all he could see was disinterest in her eyes.

Was he now the guy bothering her when she just wanted to read her book?

“Wanted to make it up to you. Would you be interested in going out sometime?” He cursed himself for faltering under the look she was giving him.

Fuck he really was that guy.

“There’s nothing to make up,” She said simply.

Shit.

“Why does every man act like he’s the only one in the whole world?”

“Wait a minute-”

She put her book down on the table and looked directly at him.

“It was harmless flirting.”

She stood up and crushed her cigarette into the ashtray. Then she picked her purse up from the ground and shoved her book into it.

“I thought you were good-looking. And what you did- it was nice. That’s it. Don’t think I’m sitting here waiting for you.”

“Hey, I didn’t say that-”

 “If you were interested you would have acted like it. And now you’re here weeks later? All your options dry up or something?”

She shouldered her bag.

“I’m not the woman you keep in your back pocket just in case. Or when you get around to deciding you’re interested.”

And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away.

Frank sat there dumbfounded, running through the exchange in his head. It was different to be on the receiving end of her ire.

And she hadn’t even listened to what he had to say.