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liamthemailman · 3 months

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Flowers from the cold war

and a Bell

Russell Adler as requested by @rekakamado and extra

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ivqnx · 11 days

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Guitarist Adler

I hope this post will blow up somehow cus I need money to afford a new phone lol (replacing my overheated issue ip 6)

y'all can purchase them here (art prints)

dw print-on-demand is available, dw worry bout the cost

Lately i've been thinking bout this fine ass Russell as a goddamn guitarist, cus he's just AHHHHHHHH 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🫶

he might sing this

or maybeeeee as a Malay this 😍

(yeah i love lagu jiwang lolllll)

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mutantthedark · 14 days

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Disney TsumTsum! Price & Aly and Russel & Aleks

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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whateverfiction · 4 months

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(I have reblogged this because I added more on to it. I made an error. Could’ve edited the post but I didn’t think about that lmao.) I totally didn’t make an entire PowerPoint because I was bored and wanted to prove a tumblr user right because they said Adler and Graves were related. Adler probably did have a fling now that I think about it because why not? He’s a snake. So even though it’s unlikely it’s not impossible. Enjoy my madness.

But is he the type to? Eh, probably not. But who knows? We know nothing about him.

Second timeline below to suit this theory ⬇️

@gravesrafe

Those years right there would actually work better. But CIA boy was still hunting Perseus down.

Hmmm I don’t know. I don’t know.

So if I based it off of these years things would make more sense. So Phillip is actually in his thirties in mw2. Hmmm. Gotta do some maths again real quick. So 2017, he left the military hmmm.

15-17 years of service to be a commander. Left in 2017. 1977 according to Gravesrafe. Divorce could’ve been any amount of time before 1981 in black ops Cold War so long as it’s been a year I’m thinking.

Adler was 44 in 1981. 40 in 1977.

1981-1977= so four years extra. 2000-4=1996. So he joined in 1996……at required age of seventeen. 1996-17 just to make sure= 1979. Hm, well that’s not right at all.

Hold on. So instead, 1977 plus 17 = 1994. Phillip was actually joining in 1994 then. So add on the 15-17 years of service to be a commander annnnd it’s 2009-2011. So he’s in and around 32-34 when he becomes a commander.

So add on till we get to 2017 when he leaves to start shadow company….

He’s 40-42. Damn.

I’m thinking my maths doesn’t make any sense in my PowerPoint now. Well it does and it doesn’t.

Yeah, I think that works better tbh.

Oh man, I was off by a good bit. I’ve fucked up. I’ve fucked up. Okay okay so my PowerPoint is assuming the possibility of a fling.

Gravesrafe is assuming while the wife was around which is way more logical than what I was doing and a higher possibility. God, I love using my brain and putting it to work. The miracles that happen when I actually get sleep Instead of feeding my new tumblr addiction.

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mockerycrow · 5 months

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Hii here's my request if you'd like to write it; Adler x femreader w/ "I had a nightmare...can I stay with you tonight?" Thankss <3

DREAM OR REALITY? (Adler x Fem!Bell!Reader) — 4K CELEBRATION

authors note: i couldn’t resist.

[WARNINGS: Black Ops Cold War Spoilers, very slight Mentions of Torture, nightmares, minor paranoia, toxic little hurt/comfort.]

YOU WAKE UP in a cold sweat, your heart pounding against your rib cage and with a voice in the back of your mind. You’re trembling as you can’t make any sense of what the voice is saying, and soon the sound of your blood rushing in your ears overtakes the incoherent voice.

You rub your eyes to ground yourself before you glance around, noting you’re still in the warehouse. You look at your watch, groaning quietly as you realize it’s quite early in the morning. Your chest feels quite heavy, and you have an odd craving for a cigarette when you don’t remember ever picking the habit up.

It’s one of those nights; you can tell you aren’t going to be able to go back to sleep anytime soon. Adler and the others wanted you to stay in the warehouse just in case you were able to decrypt any more information; you had no problem with that, as mostly everyone else also slept in the warehouse, although in different areas. Unfortunately though, your makeshift sleeping cot is not too comfortable, so you have an ache in your neck along with stirring anxiety from your nightmare.

You push the cheap blanket off of yourself and you adjust your sleeves before swinging your legs over the side of the cot. You slip your boots on and lace them up, letting out a heavy sigh as you do so. A nervous energy remains under your skin, like you’re being watched. You know you aren’t—or do you?— but you shudder nonetheless. You grab your leather jacket, sliding it on before you exit the room you’ve been sleeping in for the past couple of days. The common area is clear except for Helen by the radios with her headphones, trying to make out Russian messages.

You rub your sternum before exiting the warehouse right in front of the garage door, the cool nighttime air filling your lungs. Goosebumps rise underneath your jacket for a moment from the fresh sensation, and you’re so caught up in your own mind you don’t even notice the man standing a few feet away. “What’re you doin’ up?” You jolt at the sound of someone’s voice and you look over, locking eyes with Adler. Lacking his usual sunglasses, his eyebrows are more visible and furrowed. A half smoked cigarette is between his fingers like usual, and he takes a drag from it.

You let out a breath and you shrug, stuffing your hands into the back pockets of your jeans, shifting your weight as you glance away. “Couldn’t sleep.” You utter. You technically aren’t lying, though you didn’t even attempt to go back to sleep. Adler doesn’t respond as he tucks a hand under his other arm as he takes another drag off of his cigarette, shifting slightly closer to you. Your eyes train on some bugs flying around under the big light overhead for a moment, the silence being filled with crickets.

“Couldn’t sleep, huh?” Adler hums, his eyes never leaving your form. He notes the way you’re reluctant to share anything, your conflicted and far away gaze; he’s already thinking you’ve had a nightmare. “What was it about?”

Your gaze moves from the bugs to him—his stare feels like he sees all of you, your bare soul; your skin and bones and every sin you’ve ever committed. Adler’s gaze has always felt like that and you’ve never known what to make of it. He’s so.. vague yet so on the dot every time he talks to you, so friendly yet so cruel. You aren’t sure if you should say anything. “Bell.” You feel a nudge against your arm and you blink for a moment before looking back at Adler, your hearing returning—you aren’t sure when it left.

“I just.. I had a nightmare.” You admit with a weak laugh, looking away nervously as your hands fidget in the back pockets of your jeans. Your weight shifts as silence fills the air between you two and you kind of want to reach over to strangle him a bit—you know he’s waiting for you to elaborate. “I couldn’t make any sense of it, honestly. It was a weird horrid mixture of Vietnam and.. this room. Televisions.. hm. I don’t know.” You mumble, trailing off before you look back at him. “Can I stay with you tonight?”

There’s an unreadable look in Adler’s eyes as he drops his cigarette, stepping on it and squashing it to put it out. It takes him a moment before he nods. “Sure, Bell. You can stay with me. We can go over some files, yeah? Take your mind off of it, since we have a job to do.”

A weird sense of calm washes over you from his words and you nod, letting out a relieved breath. “Yeah, we can do that.”

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shutxdysdark · 1 year

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Here have another one.

I feel like Adler would just be watching this happen occasionally chuckle,, mason would def fuck frank over if he had the chance in uno LOLL

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holy-crap-i-am-russell-adler · 4 months

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Made these as best as possible

#russell adler #cod russell adler

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islandtarochips · 14 days

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Guess who got Adler from COD Mobile! I DID! HAHAHAHA!

(Now…I’m interested to make a Black Ops OC. But I need to watch it first to understand it…stand by everyone!)

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eccentrcks · 9 months

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Dadler In A Nutshell…

Okay, so I was in mid-roast session with Adler until plot came in…

And after that…

The Adler bot always tends to get weird with me, but other than that! Now I’m just tempted to make a story out of this- or a little doodles too maybe. 😂

#character ai #russell adler #cod cold war #cod bocw #cod bo cold war #cod black ops cold war #call of duty black ops cold war #cod russell adler

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ivqnx · 27 days

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Winter

just doodling this fine man 👁👁

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thefanfictioncorner-blog · 2 years

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Read now! (11)

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whateverfiction · 2 months

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Welcome all, I present to you…..

The psychology of Mr.CIA, Clandestine Special officer, Russell Adler.

You ever wanted to understand such a man?

“We’ve got a job to do.”

Listen up, haters and lovers up alike. I’ve got things to say.

We all know how fucked up it is that you all love a man who brainwashed the person you play as. Listen, I admire him, I’ll admit. Do I simp? No. Cause’ for a first, I’m wanting to dig deep and see what makes a character tick.

I love to hate him and I love to watch him go.

So here we go…..

First off, the good ending.

Why does he shoot you despite you helping him after the revelation?

Well, there’s logic behind this when you dig into behind the surface.

1. He brainwashed you.

2. Everything’s a risk once the foundation of brainwashing was lifted.

What’s this got to do with anything? Plenty.

You see, why would he keep you around? He knows that no sane person will just be okay with it after they’ve come to terms with it. Bell doesn’t even have to come to terms with it in order to do anything remotely related to vengeance either. If he didn’t put that bullet in you, you would’ve been a problem. Bell, would’ve been a problem. I think Bell knew Adler was going to dispose of them once things blew over. The fact Bell pulls out their gun to match Adler says they don’t trust him and knew this would happen. If they didn’t have any distrust in him, that gun Bell pulled out, would never of been even reached for. You would’ve just stood there unsuspecting of it if you trusted him.

Adler did the right thing for his side of things. There was nothing illogical about it. But why? Why did Bell help? We know the cannon ending is the good ending after all.

However, Bell will be another post for another time.

Also him brainwashing you to begin with, perfect. Let me explain.

If you were him and you needed answers as time is of the essence and Bell was very close contact of Perseus, of course you’d do that to Bell. When you’re Adler and you know no bounds, you’re going to do something; anything. The problem was that we know Bell wasn’t giving him any info. Adler isn’t a quitter. We know Bell was brainwashed because no interrogation tactics were working.

Why not just say Bell didn’t know anything? Well, I say Bell refused to even speak a word during each method, like at all. That says from Adler’s p.o.v that they definitely know something. People who literally don’t know anything will be adamant they don’t know anything, begging for it to stop. Adler has probably interrogated several people throughout his over a decade hunt/battle for Perseus.

Adler is an enigma, let’s keep that in mind.

We know everything yet nothing about him. Bell only knows him from what he’s let them know via the implanted memories. We don’t have a lot to go off of.

However, there is one thing….

We have to go back to Vietnam.

Most of his roots are there and I will find them.

I have to.

See you next post.

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mockerycrow · 5 months

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Heyo! Can I request a Russell Adler x fem!reader w/“You son of a bitch, you promised me we’d grow old together. You promised me!” Angst where reader is a traitor working for Perseus who faked her death in Vietnam when Adler got his scars? 🐦‍⬛💙

GLIMPSE OF YOU (Adler x Fem!Reader) — 4K CELEBRATION

authors note; you are not bell in this fic!! bell is a separate character from you. thank you!!

[WARNING; angst, implied flashbacks.]

ADLER RUBS THE sleep from one of his eyes as he shuts his car door, keys in his other hand. It’s quite late; not too uncommon for him to be called to the safehouse at this hour, but it’s unusual to be called by Lawrence of all people. Park, yeah. Lazar? No doubt. Hudson? He’s always up Adler’s ass, no question. Lawrence, though? Must be personal. Adler pockets his keys before walking to the garage door and he bangs his fist on it a couple of times in a specific pattern, his eyes glancing around and landing on the bugs harassing the overhead light. Adler ignores the way the light burns his retinas. A minute or two later, the garage door screeches open to reveal the inside of the safehouse—all of their evidence and what-not.

His eyes land on Lazar who stands by the garage door, motioning for Adler to walk in. The air is oddly still and thick, kind of like it’s clogging Adler’s lungs as his shoes thump against the ground with every step he takes into the garage. Everyone is here; Hudson, Park, Lazar, Lawrence— Bell. Lawrence and Adler lock eyes; and boy, does Sims look nervous. It makes Adler’s jaw tense, a quiet click coming from his jaw screaming from the internal pressure. “What is it?” Adler gruffs, his tone still thick with sleep.

Lawrence is holding a file and a photograph, raised just high enough so Adler can’t see the contents just yet. “Y’gotta promise to not freak out too bad.” Lawrence’s tries to negotiate, but that only makes Adler’s eyes narrow underneath his sunglasses. He puts his hand out and does a tiny gimme motion towards Lawrence who sighs. He glances between the file, the photo, and Adler reluctantly before he slips the photo back underneath the paper clip that is attached to the file, slipping it into Adler’s waiting hand.

Adler’s heart drops when he sees a photo of the beautiful girl he knows—no, once knew. His chest tightens as his eyes lay on a photo of you, only older and more rugged. Dead and angry eyes. A version of you he’s never seen before; he’s never known. “What the fuck?” Adler spits through his teeth before he glances down at the file, reading your information, with the fucking affiliation of PERSEUS instead of MACV-SOG or even fucking CIA. “What the fuck!” He shouts louder, his heart pounding in his ears. He’s supposed to be reading your file from Vietnam, you died in Vietnam, you died there so why the hell are you on this goddamn worthless piece of paper, saying you’re aligned with Perseus?

Adler blindly walks with the file into the developing room, brushing Bell’s shoulder, who was barely able to get out of the way in time. He slams the door closed as he inhales shakily, the memories flooding back into his mind. The terrified and angry feelings during Vietnam overtake his senses; he can nearly hear the shouting and the gunfire, the fucking explosions—Adler’s eyes squeeze closed as he can feel his face being torn apart again.

An image of you pops up in his head, you wearing your uniform, an M16 lazily laying in your arms as you smile at him. Your eyes exhausted yet shimmering, somehow not being dampened from the horrors around you two. It makes present day Adler wonder if Perseus is the reason why your eyes are no longer shining in this photo. “You son of a bitch..” Adler grits lowly, his eyes opening with a new found fury as he looks back down at your picture in the low red lighting. “You promised me we’d grow old together.” He pushes out harshly, avoiding the break in his tone that threatened to spill out. “yOu FUCKING PROMISED!”

No one mentions the way Adler is more snappy, somehow more serious than before—not even Bell, who is ultimately confused on who you are. They remember a bit about you, but it’s blurry—like you weren’t meant for their eyes. Odd.

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shutxdysdark · 1 year

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#black ops #black ops cold war #cod russell adler #russell adler #cod #cod bocw #call of duty #call of duty black ops cold war #call of duty black ops

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holy-crap-i-am-russell-adler · 3 months

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Do y'all think this is what Russell Adler smells like?

#russell adler #cod russell adler

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