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yawnderu · 23 days
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>Second commission for @alypink 💗💗
Adler's visage is oddly relaxed, nothing but pure calmness shown on his usually stoic expression. His cheek rests on his palm, using his elbow as leverage to keep himself up, blown pupils focused on the sleeping figure in front of him. Despite the violence his hands have caused, a newfound gentleness is displayed when he traces the outline of her cheek with his knuckles, the soft skin a sheer contrast to the calluses on his palms.
His head tilts slightly to the side, letting out a small sigh as he admires Aleks like she belongs in the most prestigious museum— her chest rising up and down with each breath she takes, plump lips slightly parted and tiny snores coming out of her, forcing the corners of his lips to tilt up into a sincere small smile despite himself. He moves a few strands of soft blonde hair away from her face, leaning down to plant a kiss on her forehead, cursing himself out in his head the moment she begins to stir awake.
“Good morning.” Aleks says groggily, raising her hand to rub the sleepiness away from her eyes, thankful for the blackout curtains they decided to purchase the moment they moved in together. Adler says nothing, his arm curling around her waist to bring her closer, her face resting on the crook of his neck, feeling her take a moment to inhale the lingering scent of cigarettes and coffee— the very same Colombian coffee she insists on buying every single time they go shopping.
“How'd you sleep?” Unlike her, Adler is fully awake, secretly taking a few minutes each morning simply to admire her like a work of art never once seen, destiny's gift for someone as flawed as him. He doesn't recoil back when her soft hand comes up to cup his cheek, tracing his wrinkles for a few seconds before moving onto the deep, dark scars adorning his visage.
“Much better now that you're here.” Her nose scrunches up teasingly as they make eye contact, earning a small smile in return. Though often away on missions, they both bask in these moments of normalcy, of having a normal life rather than making new enemies by the day.
“Go get dressed, I have a surprise.” Without giving her time to reply, Adler steals a kiss from her lips, his hand coming up to move her bangs away from her forehead just to admire her full face for a few seconds before getting up from bed, barely giving her the chance to see his large frame disappear into Mary's room.
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Aleks' blonde hair blows in the wind, the way it gets all over her face as they try to set up a blanket on the grass drags an amused chuckle out of Adler, crouching down and setting a rock down on the corner that was previously giving Aleks issues, the cheeky grin he shoots her way only is enough to earn him a playful slap on the back of the head— much to Mary's amusement, her sweet laugh ringing through the field as they lay down on the thick blanket.
“You made this?” The disbelief is clear in her tone and written all over her face as she looks inside the picnic basket, taking in the plethora of sweet treats waiting for them. She has rarely seen Adler cook anything other than steak and BBQ— never anything that had to be baked or looked half as appealing as these pastries. He simply hums in confirmation, his full focus on holding one of Mary's plushies, play-fighting with hers as they finally get settled.
Despite the lovely sweet treats, Aleks' hands immediately reach out for the thermos flask, excitement setting in her core the moment the smell of freshly brewed Colombian coffee overwhelms her senses, mouth watering in an instant. She mouths a quick 'thank you' before pouring it on the plastic cup, closing her eyes in delight at how well-made it was. For all his initial coldness, Adler was nothing short of a box full of surprises, acting so casually about romantic gestures as if they were nothing, despite taking his time to thoroughly study Aleks and anything important to her, wanting to be part of it all.
“There's some chopped strawberries, too.” While Adler is not the most vocal man when it comes to romance, it comes as a second nature to express himself with actions, every single pastry in the basket has been mentioned by Aleks in the past when talking about her favorites, memorizing them even if they were briefly mentioned years ago.
He sits up, his calloused hands reaching out to settle Mary's tiny body between them, reaching out to grab a pastry and holding it up to her lips until she takes a messy, big bite. Despite the simpleness of the situation, there's always a growing pit of pride at seeing his small family having a good time, the thin smile on his lips not going unnoticed by Aleks.
“You should eat.” She points out with a grin, pushing the basket towards him until he grabs a Tupperware bowl with chopped fruit, fidgeting with the fork for a few seconds before sinking it into the biggest piece of strawberry, offering it to her. The corners of his lips tilt up in amusement as he sees her cheeks get rosier at the offer of her partner wanting to feed her with his own cutlery for the first time.
“Thank you.” She mumbles out, her gaze drifting away from his to calm her fast-beating heart, taking her time to admire the breathtaking view in front of them— the sounds of the strong wind hitting the trees and birds chirping mix in with her daughter's laugh, likely being tickled by Adler. She closes her eyes, basking in the warmth of the sun hitting her skin and the inner peace their little getaway makes her feel, her lips tilting up into a smile at how good life has become despite her difficult past.
A warm hand ruffling her hair drags her back to reality, blue eyes meeting hers as he leans down, his lips pressing against hers, moving at an almost agonizingly slow pace until he pulls away after a few seconds, letting the flustered woman brush her hair to fix the mess he purposely left just to be an asshole. A little treat for himself, of sorts.
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Helina “Bell” Soldatova ~ CoD BOCW OC
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Managed to snag a commission from the lovely @wombywoo​ who drew my Bell character that I created for Black Ops Cold War. Thank you so much for bringing this character to life for me, I’m in love with how you’ve drawn her🥹❤️ 
She’s a little bit of a self-insert so she’s extra special to me🤭 Some basic info on her can be found below👇🏻
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Name: Helina Soldatova
Alias: Bell
Age: 42 (as of 1981)
Height: 5′10″
Occupation: Clandestine Operative
Affiliation(s): Perseus (previously), CIA, MACV-SOG
Skills: Language/cryptography, espionage, hand-to-hand combat, marksmanship
Fun Facts: 
~Adopted by Perseus, who raised her and made her his second-in-command. Known simply as Sasha during her time with him. 
~Fluent in English and Russian, and can mimic regional accents with ease. 
~Owns several colorful turtlenecks, preferring brighter shades as a fun way to express herself. 
~Face claim: Svetlana Antonova (though her hair color, eye color, height, and name are based on myself heehee). 
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sleepyconfusedpotato · 6 months
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Happy Birthday Elvira Wolff!
For my dear friend @pricescigar ! Hope you like it! (❁´◡`❁)
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welldonekhushi · 2 months
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Call of Duty OC: Vasili "Bell" Sokolov 🔔
OLD DESIGN:
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NEW DESIGN:
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Finally, I came up with my Bell's bio-sheet as well! I abandoned him for nothing, but now I decided to give him some depth and character for good <3
GENERAL:
Name: Vasili
Full name: Vasili Mikhailovich Sokolov/Vincent Stephens
Codename: "Bell", Ворона (The Crow, by the KGB)
Alias(es): Vasya, Vince, Adler's protégé (by Woods), Scary Old Man (by Sims)
Age: [REDACTED]
Gender: Male
Nationality: Russian (as Vasili), American (as Vincent)
Languages spoken: Russian, English, Spanish, Italian, German and fluent in many other languages
Date of Birth: [REDACTED]
Place of Birth: [REDACTED]
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single
Occupation: KGB (retired), Perseus Operative (formerly), MACV-SOG (currently, but after the true ending he leaves)
Status: Unknown
Universe: Black Ops: Cold War
Faceclaim: Danila Kozlovsky
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Song: "Ostrov Nevezeniya" by Andrei Mironov
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Biography: Bell, unaware about his own existence and his past, sought to assist the CIA special agent, Russell Adler on the aim to hunt down Perseus. Every moment that passes, he starts gaining his lost memory back, which makes him question himself about what he truly is. Would Bell choose the right side of history, or choose his own?
AFFILIATIONS:
KGB (Committee for State Security)
General Anton Charkov
Major Dimitri Belikov (double agent)
Major Vadim Rudnik
Lev Kravchenko
Perseus Faction
"Perseus" (leader)
Arash Kadivar
Anton Volkov
Qasim Javadi
The Safehouse
Alex Mason
Frank Woods
Russell Adler
Helen Park
Lawrence Sims
Lazar Azoulay
Aleksandra "Aleks" Clarke R. (@alypink )
SKILLS AND ABILITIES:
Weapon induced: Knife, MI6A1, M60, MP5, Type 63, LW3 — Tundra, AK-47, Throwing Knife
Fighting style: Systema, hand-to-hand combat, a little martial arts
Special skills: Has a good sense of observation and quick to react to the situation, can compose himself in many identities
Talents: Vasily could learn languages easily at a fast rate, even after getting brainwashed, he still retained those qualities within him
Shortcomings: Has frequent headaches, loses focus at times, not very confident when it comes to taking a decision, becomes absolutely dependent on his superiors
PERSONALITY:
Myers-Briggs Type: ISTP (The Virtuoso)
Is aware of his surroundings: Because of his career as a special agent, Bell conceals himself in terms of his personal life in seclusion. Even knowing he's hunted everywhere, he intelligently makes himself invisible from the outside world which makes others difficult for him to locate or recognise.
Works in solitude: Vasili/Bell has always prefered to work alone, but it doesn't mean he doesn't mind going on missions with the team. But, as his habit of being a special agent, that trait normally came from him back in his days when he worked with the KGB.
Observant and intelligent: Vasili was able to survive any sort of situation because of his good observant skills, and his capacity to act quicker. He was able to learn a lot of languages as well, and posed himself in different identities, that made it harder for the intelligence agencies to track him down.
Is reserved and introverted: Bell really doesn't speak to anyone much, unless when it comes to planning or going for missions, he needs to form a sort of communication to keep it lively. He is seen being more comfortable with Mason and Woods, but never felt having a good vibe with Adler. It was odd on his part, but it was going to grow very obvious when the truth would have come closer to any minute.
BACKGROUND STORY
Bell, who first used to live under the identity of Vasili Sokolov, was born in a family who had an army background, where his mother and father, both served during the Second World War, and hearing their stories, it gave Vasili a motivation to support his parents legacy by joining the intelligence — which was the KGB, going under the codename "Crow".
THE KGB ARC [REDACTED]
When Vasili joined the organisation, he showed a remarkable performance as a special agent. Some say he was born to join the intelligence and make the country proud, or he was a gifted child who could learn anything quickly and successfully perform a mission by stealing info or destroying any plans that could harm his country, without any failure. He even pointed out possible mistakes while planning out a mission, and in the end they worked out efficiently.
Sooner or later, Vasili's influence spread all around the world, especially during the Cold War, the enemies of the Soviet Union had a kill/capture on him. "Kill" because Vasili knew too much about them, and "Capture" because, they wanted him to tell everything he has with him, which likely created a risk for the KGB and they couldn't do so. With that, General Anton Charkov gave him the order to "retire" and stay hidden to protect himself along with the organisation. Disappointed, Vasili protested that it was the only thing that "kept him going", but having no choice, the agent decided to leave the KGB, under the General's orders.
PERSEUS ARC [REDACTED]
It was a matter of time, when one was going to collect him instead, realising he was now no longer affiliated with the KGB. Vasili was met with someone who called himself "Perseus", and requested him to join his alliance, since he knew about Vasili from his influence, and promised to give him full security, knowing he was hunted worldwide too. Seeing that as an opportunity, Vasili agreed to join in good terms, directly becoming Perseus's loyal agent.
As he continued his journey in the faction, he had shown his skills again which made Perseus as his most trusted agent, unlike the rest. But, at times Vasili has shown inner conflict towards his ideas. During the moment when he was explained about "Operation Greenlight" with the members, it left a strange feeling within his heart. He tried to protest, but he somehow couldn't refute his superior's words, and decided to acknowledge instead. Vasili had kept showing a remarkable performance, much to Arash Kadivar, one of the faction members, being envious of his relationship with Perseus.
Kadivar lures him to Trabzon Airport, where he takes Vasili, and explains that he didn't want any more "competition", resulting in him shooting the special agent in the car he was present in, leaving him to die and bleed alone. But, sooner or later, an attack situated on the airfield, unbeknownst to the dying Vasili who was growing unconscious every passing minute. Growing lost in his own thoughts, about Perseus that promised him to give him protection from the outer forces, but didn't recognise that his "own" people were against him too, as he questioned his existence at the same time.
SAFEHOUSE ARC
The voices echoed, and the man started to lose his breath.. until he woke up, and found himself in a strange place, where he couldn't remember anything of what happened. This is where, he encounters Russell Adler, a CIA agent who he curiously looks upon, having no idea. Unable to introduce himself, Adler briefed him about his name, being it under the codename "Bell". And this is where, all the very events of the canon game begin from here.
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kryhara · 2 months
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Played call of duty ghosts for the first time :))) now I’ve got the brainrot who knew I’d get emotional over characters from the call of duty games I used to watch my dad play 💀
Mostly ghosts doodles but also Bell from black ops Cold War bc their my little guy love them 🫶
Lol also my cod OC I’ve done nothing with forever until now I’ve been calling him Rex atm (after Captain Rex)
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efingcod · 25 days
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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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mutantthedark · 2 months
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Disney TsumTsum! Price & Aly and Russel & Aleks
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Your girl is on fire today to draw these things! ❤️‍🔥
Gift for @alypink ! Hope you like it dear! <3 I had so much fun!
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revnah1406 · 2 months
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Abby is really expressive and intense, doesn't know how to hide emotions hahahahaha💚🧡✨
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jollybone · 6 months
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Old COD Cold War sketch dump feat. my Bell Andrik, Naga, Stitch, Perseus and Adler
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Picrewwwww
Used some lovely Picrews to make my Bell since I saw other creators doing it!
She doesn't smile much... I love her😭🫶🏻
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{Edit} Tagging some moots cuz I love y'all -> @littlemissclandestine @alypink @adlerboi @mctvsh @efingart
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welldonekhushi · 1 month
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I had the urge to draw Vasili again, so I came up with an idea to show him when he was young and currently as an adult!
Would you prefer a young, sweet bean or a depressed, brainwashed bean? It's up to you guys. Cause right now, I'm going adios amigos 😌🤙🏻
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pricescigar · 28 days
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Jessica "Bell" Riggs & Russell Adler
Did a mood board of @mctvsh 's Bell!
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CIA SAFE HOUSE
Jodie “Bell” Hall, MI6
52.5200 N, 13.4050 E, West Berlin
1981
Do not repost without permission!
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guigz1-coldwar · 7 months
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Cold War is 3 years old!
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4K: https://deviantart.com/guigz1/art/Happy-3rd-anniversary-to-Cold-War-994328502…
Alt: https://deviantart.com/guigz1/art/Happy-3rd-anniversary-to-Cold-War-Alt-994329052…
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efingart · 23 days
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Behind the Name (OC Lore)
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Thanks for the tag @kaitaiga!!
Mila - Just like in JWIN the inspiration for her name came from Lyudmila Pavelchenko. I didn't have a name for her for the longest time and even considered having her own the "Bell" name for herself. But then a friend of mine suggested naming her Lyudmila. Which I thought was so cool. And of the nicknames, Mila really stood out to me. And it just seems to fit her well.
Her birth name Victoria just comes from victory which I thought was fitting for someone who just won't fucking quit or die even when it seems like the world is against them. 😂
American Mila is Mila Victor, and she's usually referred to as "Vic." I haven't decided if I'd carry that over to Mila Bell.
tagging: @socially-awkward-skeleton, @alexxmason, @deadbranch, @alypink, @revnah1406
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revnah1406 · 5 months
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More mason's legacy sketches!
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More random doodles and sketches from Mason's Legacy! Hehehe I love drawing my black ops babies 🥺🥺
If you are curious about the fic you can read it here!
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