#owethu jackal mabuza

[pigeonrocks]

i spent so long on this and for what

[whisperingexecutioner]

‘’Perseus Seasonal Operators - Numa Numa’’ by BobNetwerkNL

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Source

...I love this X’D - Song is ‘’Dragostea Din Tei’’ by O-Zone

[hazard-15]

Call of duty cold war oc information (Bell oc)

[Credit to @shinmiyovvi for post format, this goes for other info/ref posts like this]

Name: Mariana Flores Reyes

Age: 29 (1981) 32 (1984)

Birthday: November 9, 1952

Height: 5’6

Weight: 130.5 lbs

Nationality: American/Boricua

Ethnicity: Hispanic/Latina American

Languages: English, Spanish, German, Russian

Place of Birth: Bronx, New York

Nicknames/Aliases

Flor

Ana

Mari

Rebel (By other Perseus members/friends)

Маленький кролик/ Little Bunny (By Stitch)

My Love (By Stitch)

Bell (By Adler and Co)

Perseus’s little lapdog (Arash)

Affiliations

Soviet Union (Formerly)

Perseus (Formerly, second in command, returns after events of Solovetsky)

CIA (Formerly, implanted memories)

Rank

Commander (Perseus)

Agent (CIA)

Relationships

Family

Alma Reyes (Mother)

Andres Reyes (Father)

Perseus Faction

(Note that these are a few/the most important relationships.)

Nikita "Reaper" Romanov (Best friend, partner)

Vikhor “Stitch” Kuzmin (Romantic interest/lover)

“Perseus” (Leader, father figure)

Kapano “Naga” Vang (Best friend, ally)

Arash Kadivar (Rivial)

Anton Volkov (Former ally)

Freya “Wraith” Helvig (Friend)

Kaori “Kitsune” Tanaka (Friend)

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza (Friend)

CIA

Russell Adler (Ally to former ally)

Alex Mason (Ally to former ally)

Frank Woods (Ally to former ally)

Helen Park (Ally to former ally)

Eleazor “Lazar” Azoulay (Ally to former ally)

Lawrence Sims (Ally to former ally)

Personality

Mariana is a childish goofball but can be serious when need be. She’s a highly intelligent and fiercely loyal woman who seeks a sense of belonging. She’s always eager to make new friends and her goofball-like personality helps her put a smile on almost anyone's face.

Underneath that childish facade is a woman filled with insecurities and anxiety that she desperately tries to hide from her fellow Perseus members. She tries to simply make them smile and focuses on her work. (These insecurities and anxiety would bubble up to the surface and have a solid hold on her after learning about MK Ultra, the betrayal of her CIA “allies” and her own betrayal)

Backstory

Mariana is the firstborn and only child of her parents, Alma and Andres. Her parents found themselves in a difficult situation following the second Red Scare, her father was accused of being a communist spy and had most of their rights revoked as a result. Their community shunning them. Andres was later arrested and jailed, where he later died.

Mariana herself was just a baby when all this occurred but she felt the bite of its effects growing up. The shunning of her community, and the badmouthing of her father whom she never met. Her relationship with her own mother was strained. Mariana grew up feeling betrayed by the United States/Capitalists, taking what was basically everything to her before she was even able to form a sentence. It’s what led to her turning to the idea of communism which advertised “equality”, feeling that its lifestyle could provide a better life for not only her but others as well. Using her skills and intelligence, she was able to master the art of cryptology and use that skill to send out an encoded message to any other communist spies in the area. Mariana ends up in contact with one, Nikita who’s a member of Perseus, he has her do some things to see her value and skills and makes mention of her to Perseus himself. She would work up in the ranks before meeting with the leader and later joining his faction.

Trivia/fun-facts

Mariana is known for her signature black lipstick she always wears

Mariana has a tattoo of the Perseus symbol above her right breast/near her collarbone and a snake tattoo on her right arm

Mariana got her facial scars during a mission, a scar on her shoulder from getting shot by Adler, and one on her right arm during a mission as well

While knowing a good bit of Russian, Stitch still gave her some tips

During her time as “Bell”, there was some underlying romantic tension between her and Adler though the two never acted on them. Despite having her memories erased, Mariana was vaguely aware of a man that she was close to and that kept her from acting on any feelings she could’ve had for Adler, ofc that man was Stitch

Mariana also swore that if she wasn’t already aware of her sexuality, Park would’ve been her Bi-Awakening

Mariana has a bit of a New York accent along with a Spanish one

[darkhazard19]

Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War Bell OC Information:

Name: Mariana Flores Reyes 

Age: 29 (1981) 32 (1984)

Birthday: November 9, 1952

Height: 5’6

Weight: 130.5 lbs

Nationality: American/Boricua

Ethnicity: Hispanic/Latina American 

Languages: English, Spanish, German, Russian

Place of Birth: Bronx, New York  

Nicknames/Aliases

Flor

Ana

Mari 

Rebel (By other Perseus members/friends)

Маленький кролик/ Little Bunny (By Stitch) 

My Love (By Stitch)

Bell (By Adler and Co)

Perseus’s little lapdog (Arash)

Affiliations

Soviet Union (Formerly)

Perseus (Formerly, second in command, returns after events of Solovetsky) 

CIA (Formerly, implanted memories)

Rank

Commander (Perseus) 

Agent (CIA)

Relationships

Family

Alma Reyes (Mother)

Andres Reyes (Father)

Perseus Faction

(Note that these are a few/the most important relationships.)

Nikita “Reaper” Romanov (Best friend, partner) 

Vikhor “Stitch” Kuzmin (Romantic interest/lover)

“Perseus” (Leader, father figure)

Kapano “Naga” Vang (Best friend, ally) 

Arash Kadivar (Rivial)

Anton Volkov (Former ally)

Freya “Wraith” Helvig (Friend)

Kaori “Kitsune” Tanaka (Friend)

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza (Friend)

CIA

Russell Adler (Ally to former ally)

Alex Mason (Ally to former ally)

Frank Woods (Ally to former ally)

Helen Park  (Ally to former ally)

Eleazor “Lazar” Azoulay (Ally to former ally)

Lawrence Sims (Ally to former ally)

Personality

Mariana is a childish goofball but can be serious when need be. She’s a highly intelligent and fiercely loyal woman who seeks a sense of belonging.  She’s always eager to make new friends and her goofball-like personality helps her put a smile on almost anyone's face. Underneath that childish facade is a woman filled with insecurities and anxiety that she desperately tries to hide from her fellow Perseus members. She tries to simply make them smile and focuses on her work. (These insecurities and anxiety would bubble up to the surface and have a solid hold on her after learning about MK Ultra, the betrayal of her CIA “allies” and her own betrayal)

Backstory

Mariana is the firstborn and only child of her parents, Alma and Andres. Her parents found themselves in a difficult situation following the second Red Scare, her father was accused of being a communist spy and had most of their rights revoked as a result.   Their community shunning them.

Andres was later arrested and jailed, where he later died. Mariana herself was just a baby when all this occurred but she felt the bite of its effects growing up. The shunning of her community, and the badmouthing of her father whom she never met. Her relationship with her own mother was strained.

Mariana grew up feeling betrayed by the United States/Capitalists, taking what was basically everything to her before she was even able to form a sentence. It’s what led to her turning to the idea of communism which advertised “equality”,  feeling that its lifestyle could provide a better life for not only her but others as well. 

Using her skills and intelligence, she was able to master the art of cryptology and use that skill to send out an encoded message to any other communist spies in the area. Mariana ends up in contact with one, Nikita who’s a member of Perseus, he has her do some things to see her value and skills and makes mention of her to Perseus himself. She would work up in the ranks before meeting with the leader and later joining his faction.

Trivia/fun-facts

Mariana is known for her signature black lipstick she always wears

Mariana has a tattoo of the Perseus symbol above her right breast/near her collarbone and a snake tattoo on her right arm

Mariana got her facial scars during a mission, a scar on her shoulder from getting shot by Adler, and one on her right arm during a mission as well

While knowing a good bit of Russian, Stitch still gave her some tips

During her time as “Bell”, there was some underlying romantic tension between her and Adler though the two never acted on them. Despite having her memories erased, Mariana was vaguely aware of a man that she was close to and that kept her from acting on any feelings she could’ve had, ofc that man was Stitch

Mariana also swore that if she wasn’t already aware of her sexuality, Park would’ve been her Bi-Awakening 

[actuallyilya]

In honor of Christmas, here

[hollow-epitaph]

ᴄᴏᴅ:ʙᴏᴄᴡ :: ᴡᴀʀꜱᴀᴡ ᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ ɪɴᴛʀᴏꜱ

[cxllofduty]

Just some random thought. How about hcs where reader tried to flirt with Jackal despite of his scary look and personality? And in the end, reader win his heart ❤️

Oh, I love this! ❤ (I hope this is good)

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza

Sfw Hc (gender natural reader)

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° jackal doesn't go out much, he prefers to stay home but one of his employees wanted to meet him in a bar to talk business a bar the reader so happens to be dragged to every weekend by friends

° the entire time jackal has been talking business you kept your eyes on him mostly because of how unique he looked with the mask and tattoos your friends found you strange that out of every person in the bar he was the one that caught your eye

° it took them to die more drinks before they began to try to get to talk to him, they would keep trying to push you to at least say hi to the man before he left which jackal was very soon after his client left

° you had to chug the last but of your drink before letting out a deep breath before making your way to him you tried to keep calm but the men at his side made your anxiety go through the roof

° you said a small hello to the man, but when he didn't seem to catch his attention you lost hope in trying to talk to him until he told you to take a seat and waved his men away

° from there you talked to him, he didn't say much to you for the most part he only asked questions about yourself when you looked over at your friends they gave you a look of "get with the flirting"

° you weren't good and flirting at all so each word that fell from your lips came out almost as a stutter you tried your best but with jackal's face hidden behind the mask you couldn't tell if it was working or not

° your friends waved goodbye leaving by yourself with him he looked bored and ready to leave and you were too but to your surprise the man in front of you chuckled

° he leaned back a bit in his seat before asking if you got all the pick up lines from your friends and from there he started to talk more and ease into your company

° he was waiting for his men to be completely gone before talking it felt like hours went by with the both if you talking and sharing a laugh before he asked if you'd like him to walk you home since it was dark

° you agreed, talking most of the walk home which wasn't far from the bar you two were at but as the two of you reach your destination he grabbed ahold of your hand and placed a masked kiss to it before asking if he can come over tomorrow around noon which you agreed with a wide smile

° you could tell by your response it made him smile under his mask and you walked into your house and jackal made sure you went into safe before leaving

° you made a mental note to clean up the house before noon so he doesn't see what a mess it is

[guigz1-coldwar]

'A little too closer' : New chapter for "Always for the greater cause..." is out !

Chapter Summary: Bell & the team arrived in Colorado for their next mission, not before two days, and for the time being, it will all be resting & preparing the plans for the future...while news fall...and things are done...

To read it on AO3, click here!

Taglist: @snowgoldwaylon , @clxudtea , @efingart

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25th February 1981, 01H00

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza, Mercenary hired by Perseus

Perseus safehouse 'Wolf's Den' in Colorado Springs, United States

The United States wasn't the country that I would have wanted to go in my life but since we were asked by Stitch himself, along with Naga to join the Perseus safehouse in Colorado Springs, we were obliged to comply, knowing that there was money in play for us and to say, we weren't going to refuse that at all, even Naga didn't flinch and was the first one to prepare his things when Stitch make us learn the news a day earlier.

To say, the place we were was...basic at my thoughts and very typical from the Perseus safehouse that I could have traveled to: always inside an abandoned warehouse and in the surroundings in the city but there was a little detail that I didn't take in account. Robert Aldrich himself was the one supervising the place for the moment, awaiting with us Stitch's arrival with his team as for me & Naga, we were making some distractions for ourselves...

"Come on, I'm going to do it," Naga said in a serious & struggling voice as we decided to make a little friendly competition of arm wrestling at one of the empty desks of the warehouse, and to be honest, it was the first time I was facing some difficulties to beat someone in arm wrestling. "Give up, I'm winning," He demanded in a funny voice as my arm was ready to touch the desk, my right arm trying to do its best.

"Don't speak up too quick, friend," I taunted him behind my red mask, seeing the veins of my right arm showing up for good, the strength I was putting in it was massive.

"That's what you think but..." Naga tried to scoff until his eyes behind his sunglasses that I was able to see went wide at seeing his arms, slowly going up and away from the desk. "Hey...how...dammit,' He started to panic as our both arms were getting back at their former positions. "Nope, ain't going to win, Jackal," He persisted as his arm was sliding slightly on his side.

"Not by looking between us," I stated, my right hand clenching at its best as Naga's arm was going to touch the desk, and then, in a fast move, I managed to slam his arm hard against the desk.

"Ouch, fuck!" He shouted, his voice echoing inside the main room and holding his right wrist with his left hand.

"Too easy," I commented, crossing my arms as I leaned myself comfy inside the chair I was, looking at Naga who was blowing air at his poor hand. "Told you that you would lose, Naga, you didn't listen," I told him, breaking a muffled laugh through my mask.

"You know, I wasn't going to back down to a challenge like that," He breathed, putting his left hand below his right one as he posed them on the desk, his eyes not removing themselves from his hands. "Another one?" He proposed.

"You want me to break your arm completely?" I raised an eyebrow behind my mask, sounding joking but not him. "Naga, a bit of advice, don't," I advised him, even using a serious voice to that.

"Are you backing down for a challenge?" He sounded surprised by that, raising his eyebrow to me.

"No, no one wants to have you with a broken arm...not even yourself," I reminded him well, knowing that we were the men for the dangerous jobs, and having a broken arm isn't really helping us. "You know well that Stitch is surely going to send you with that Bell on the mission in two days, remember?" I insisted on it, just as a friend.

"Yeah, he wants me to...control the asset a bit closer," He sniffed, getting his both hands away, palms of them against the desk. "And you know well that I volunteered for that, it's thanks to my drugs & Wraith's stolen file that I'm the third one to know how to deal with her," He affirmed before he decides to get up from his chair, walking towards the black coffee machine.

"Isn't a bit dangerous to...well, doing that to someone?" I asked him about the whole situation surrounding this Bell, having briefly heard of it.

"Is that the same Jackal that could strangle a man and getting him up, that could slaughter a whole army with just a machete that is asking me that?" He turned his head around to look at me, astonished.

'Fucking with other's mind isn't my part of the work, so excuse me if I'm curious," I pardoned him in a fake way, even putting my hand above my heart to express that fully.

"As long that we're getting paid, I'm okay with this...and to say, it's fun," He exclaimed before turning back to the coffee machine...and hit it with the back of his left fist in a wave of surprising anger. "You're going to work, you fucking stupid machine?" He was sounding a bit angry at this, seeing in his moves that he could take the machine and throw it away even if the guy was hurt, he would do it.

"Don't break it down, people are going to need it, Naga," A voice spoke up, entering the room and revealing none other than Aldrich himself, having spent the majority of his night in another room than us, to make calls and doing his preferred things: fuck up his own agency. "Seems that you two are getting along well here," He added.

"Didn't know that it was a bit hotter than Laos," Naga said, his hands on the collar of his jacket to slightly readjust it, meaning that he was hot and that feeling was shared by me even if my clothes are better for that climate...hopefully.

"Of course, it's hotter...if you two continue to persist to keep those masks on your face," Alrich scoffed, looking at me particularly.

"As I said, no one is seeing my face," I mumbled, predicting in Aldrich an urge to remove my mask. "You want to know what happened to those who saw it?" I demanded at him but also Naga who turned around to look at me in curiosity. "That's the last thing that they saw before I put my hands around their necks to shut their mouths, you don't want to be the one in my hands, do you?" I warned the two, using a rather threatening voice that instantly cooled down the ambiance of the room.

"Not at all, Owethu," Aldrich sighed.

"It's Jackal for you, Aldrich," I pointed him with my finger, him looking mostly unimpressed as he was moving towards the filled-up desk that he was owning, going to lean on it. "To change, any news from the others?"

"Stitch's team are going to be soon, he called me a few minutes from the airport at Denver," He replied, putting his hands on his lap in front of him. "You two should get either ready to greet them or going into another recon mission at Cheyenne Mountain," He suggested to us.

"We're going to go soon but...aren't you the one who has to give us everything about it?" Naga questioned him, staying near the coffee machine as he was struggling to make it work. "Like, you're CIA why we would beat our ass around if we're going to infiltrate one of the biggest bases in the whole US soil?" He continued, his voice getting a bit louder, his hands trying to find out what was wrong with that machine.

"Because the CIA is having suspicions on me and that's why I can't directly go inside Cheyenne Mountain to grab what we need," Aldrich responded, rolling his eyes around and sounding annoyed...typical. "So, be on the move, make your time here useful instead of doing arm wrestling or poker or....anything that isn't about work," He ordered to us in a clear voice as I & Naga were exchanging glares.

"At 1 AM?" Naga mumbled before he yawned, putting his hand in front of his mask...he did it...even with his mask on.

"At least, we're getting paid, right?" I hissed, going up from my seat and feeling obliged to leave the safehouse by Aldrich. "You heard the boss, Naga, let's move," I sighed, starting to walk back to the workplace I was temporarily using for me, gathering around what I needed to make that recon mission with Naga to the Cheyenne Mountain that was at the other side of the city...

"Fuck, I always hated the Americans...but I'm paid,"

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25th February 1981, 02H32

Yirina 'Bell' Grigoriev, Ex-KGB, Perseus

Arriving at the Perseus safehouse 'Wolf's Den' in Colorado Springs

The driving to reach the safe house in Colorado Springs was a bit long & boring to attend as the transport we were using was a white van where our seats were not very comfortable while Stitch & Bellamy were the ones having the perfect seats, me, Wraith & Knight having to use the wooden bench of the van behind along with Smirnov that was still with us, knocked out & drugged for the flight and...it was already exhausting me to be in that van as if my rest in the plane wasn't so useful after all.

And to add to that, Bellamy almost started to sing in the van to destress everyone...but he was only met in the few seconds by Stitch 'to shut up or his head was going to hit the steering wheel first' as he quoted and that was amusing me & the others, allowing the rest of the travel to be fine...except those damn uncomfortable seats and the fact that Bellamy was the one to drive, I didn't know if it could have been taken in account...

After finally 1 hour and a half of driving, we finally reached our destination that was an old warehouse similar to the one we were using in East-Berlin and when I stepped out of the van, after grabbing my bag, it was like the best feeling I lived today, having the impression to have been locked down in that small van.

"Bell, I think that we should be better inside," Wraith told me as she put her left hand on my shoulder while I was stretching my arms & legs a few meters from the van.

"Yeah, I was just getting myself better," I said and I took a quick breath before putting my hands on my bag on the ground, grabbing it to walk to the entrance with the others, seeing Knight holding the unconscious Zasha Smirnov in his shoulder. "They're still sleeping?" I asked him.

"With the dose that Stitch gave them, guess that we could call them soon the 'Sleeping Beauty," He laughed, keeping his head in front of him, his voice sounding amused.

"No one wanted to have a flight & drive where we could only hear them screaming, crying and cursing," Bellamy stated, near Knight and for a first, the two weren't launching things that could irritate the other...hopefully.

"You will be the one to have this job of keeping them...in shape to interrogation," Stitch told him, pointing his hand at Bellamy before the whole group arrived near the big garage door where Stitch knocked at it three times, and a few seconds later, the door was getting opened. "Everyone, welcome to the US of A," Stitch half-joked about it as he got his head to look inside, a man with a grey sweater arriving near us.

"Stitch, hope you did a good travel," The man started, gesturing at Stitch with his head who nodded before letting us enter inside.

"Of course, Aldrich...if we don't mention some details," Stitch exclaimed, exchanging a gaze with Bellamy himself, stepping inside the building with the others. "You remember everyone, do you?" He asked Aldrich who was going to a control panel, supposedly for the garage door.

"Yes, Bellamy Petrov, Freya Helvig, Roman Gary...and Yirina Grigoriev..." Aldrich divulged, his finger pressing on a button that was getting the garage door shut down behind me and I was a bit uncomfortable in me...the first time someone addressed me by my name and not by Bell. "But as you prefer for some, Wraith, Knight & Bell,"

"Don't forget Azrael for me...or Cerberus...or Oni..." Bellamy raised his voice, looking that he wanted the attention on him as everyone looked at him a bit confused. "Or...Uhm...for the moment, it ain't official but... never mind," He stopped himself, pulling himself back as he put his own bag on an empty desk as I was keeping mine in my hands, along with Wraith and also Knight who was still having Smirnov on his shoulder.

"Knight, Bellamy, get Krypto in the designated room, better for you," Stitch suggested and Knight nodded before he starts to walk in a direction, opening a door and disappearing from our sight after he closed the door behind him. "So, Aldrich, you said that you have news," Stitch moved near a desk that was filled up with a lot of things.

"Yes, first: I send back Naga & Jackal for another recon at Cheyenne Mountain, they should be back in the morning," Aldrich started, crossing his arms as he was walking near a little dashboard near the desk Stitch was. "And the major...& bad news, Volkov was captured hours ago in East-Berlin,"

"Shit, what happened?" Wraith asked, getting her bag next to Bellamy's one.

"It said that the CIA, the BND & the MI6 did an operation to get Volkov at one of his warehouses and they succeeded: Ritcher managed to escape but not Krauz," He replied, not looking at her and more at the ground before he switched his eyes on Stitch. "The Greenlight documents fell back into the CIA's hands, Stitch,"

"No think to worry about that, we got what we needed," Stitch reassured him in a good voice despite that the situation in the East wasn't looking good to hear about.

"There's nothing else?" I spoke up and by the look on Aldrich, my voice kinda surprised him and the others as if they were hearing my voice for the first time.

"Well, now, Volkov is said to be in the MI6's hands and as we're fearing, he might be going to speak," Alrich responded to me, his face looking a bit unsure to speak to me and that was getting me a bit confused & questioning about why he was like that, maybe that he wasn't a trustful person...maybe..."I guess that we can't start until Naga & Jackal are back from their mission,"

"You're right and as I thought, everyone will need some rest, the flight wasn't so easy to live with all the turbulence," Stitch exclaimed, his hands against the desk behind him as his eyes were drifting around the warehouse to look at it before they went on me. "You should get some rest, Bell, you're looking tired,"

"I...yeah...I think so," I admitted, adding seconds later a silent yawn coming out of my mouth.

"Wraith, you know the place, take the lead for Bell to her room," He ordered, making a sign with his head to Wraith who nodded.

"Understood," She smiled at him before she moved to grab her bag back on the desk. "You're coming?" She demanded at me and I quickly nodded at her before she starts to move away, following her closely.

It was true that the sleep I did on the plane didn't help me at all as I was looking more tired than when I closed my eyes inside the plane and thankfully, I could finally go to sleep on a real bed and not a wooden bench. Wraith was leading the way inside a little hallway where some doors were present, observing her moving like...to say, she was looking very beautiful on all sides and that was quite astonishing for me to think about it now, my thoughts trying to get away as we reached a door which Freya stopped in front of it.

"Here we are," She exclaimed, getting her hands on the door handle before she opens the door, revealing the bedroom...

"Wow, that's looking more...changing from the look of the warehouse," I said, amazed by seeing how much the room was more looking great than the warehouse itself the bed was a king-sized, enough for two. "Is it like the same thing for the other room?" I demanded.

"You know, people need comfort and it's not because that place is an old warehouse that it has to be old inside," Wraith replied, moving to reach the empty table that was near a door, leading to a little private bathroom as she opened it along the way. "I hope that you don't snore too much," She said in an amused voice.

"Uhm...why are you asking that?" I questioned her, narrowing my eyes at her as she was unzipping her bag on the table

"They didn't tell you, of course," She told me, slowly turning around to look at me. "Aldrich took one of the bedrooms as he wasn't supposed to be here and since, I volunteered to let him take the room I was going to take," She revealed to me, full of curiosity on the inside. "What? Do you want me to sleep outside? In a motel or in the van?" She raised an eyebrow when she saw me and my confused face.

"No, no, no, that's...well, it's better that you stay here..." I responded in full honesty to her, not wanting to be a dork to her like that. "Of course that you can sleep in this room...with me...uhm..." I scratched the back of my head as she was turning around...starting to remove her top without any shame, causing me to look around, my eyes tempting to look at her.

"You know, you can look," She spoke up, his voice sounding good & reassuring to me.

"It's just that..."

"Come on, it's not because we're soldiers that we can't know each other, and to say, we're the only girls around, what can be better than this?" She proclaimed after cutting me gently in my words and...I couldn't resist anymore, turning to see her with only a black bra covering her top as she was getting her hands on her jeans. "You should get to sleep quick, Bell, for your own good," She advised me/

"Uhm, yeah, of course," I complied, starting to get my hands around my waist.

To say, I was a bit distraught to undress with someone else in the room but Wraith was like...putting some confidence inside of me with her words that caused me to do what she said and I was slowly removing my clothes, keeping only my shirt and removing my pants, shoes but still, I was afraid, each time, to turn around and meet Wraith's eyes, not actually wanting her to look at me in shame and I did...she was already in bed, her eyes on me.

"Please, don't look," I demanded at her as I was gathering the clothes I took off me on a chair nearby.

"Bell, it's okay, you don't need to be afraid," She said in a calm voice, already under the blanket.

"Hey, I'm going to sleep with someone else like that, don't know if I need to be afraid," I exclaimed at her, tapping on my now pile of clothes before I turned my back to get next to my side of the bed. "It's not something that happens to me a lot...or...I don't know, it's just weird for me,"

"Don't worry, you will be used to that," She told me as I was getting myself on the bed, raising up with my hand my part of the blanket to get under it.

"Yeah, we'll see about it," I mumbled, laid down on the bed before I shut down the light of my nightstand and stay to look away from Wraith "Good night, Wraith," I whispered in a low voice as her light was staying on before I closed my eyes.

She then closed her light, plunging the room in the dark, only enlightened by the outside, the window at Wraith's side of the bed and I was trying my best to get to sleep without thinking of having a colleague of work in the same bed as me, knowing her for only 4 days and that was so strange but only 5 minutes after she closed the light that I started to feel something wrapping around my waist...her hands...

"Wraith...Wraith, your hands," I muttered, feeling the cold palms of her hands touching softly my skin and that was frightened me, her hands slowly making circles on my chest. "Wraith...Wraith!" I spoke up, trying to wake her up from her sleep but she wasn't waking up. "Shit, Wraith!" I raised my voice again a bit scared but again, nothing was said or done to stop that to happen...

I tried to move her hands away from me but each time, her hands were coming back around me, residing myself to give up...and to let her hands around me, finding it so strange & weird...as if she wanted to keep me with her, why was she doing this? That was at first scaring me & sending me chills in my arms but then, I started to stop thinking about that part, feeling suddenly secured until I put my both hands on her...

I didn't know but it was making me secure...and somehow, happy...

[galaxy-bri]

WARSAW PACT Operators

[ojiisan01]

I really like him but never draw him until this client commission me to draw this. Thank youuuuuuuu!!!!!!! TT

[pricescigar]

Owethu 'Jackal' Mabuza

[pigeonrocks]

my sister recommended i use the graphite brush since i got all the brushes in ibis paint so. i decided to give a shot at drawing jackal while i was at it tbh

[whisperingexecutioner]

Black Ops Cold War Season Four cinematic - ‘’Jackal’’ intro  

Cold War and Warzone Part IV

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[raniamich]

My time to shine lmao

Black Ops Cold War Character Sexuality Headcanons

Our opinions might not match but let's all be civil to each other! We're all a big lovely family 😭🖤

NATO

Russell Adler : Bisexual, preference for men, especially after his divorce. He felt like a relationship with a woman wasn't what he truly desired.

John Baker : Closeted Homosexual. His family was most likely full of stereotypes so he tried to swallow his true desires.

Lawrence Sims : Pan. Big Pan Vibes. Probably trying to get Baker to come out as well.

Lazar Azouley : Heterosexual, huge LGBT supporter

Helen Park : Bisexual, preference for women yet Lazar's an exception.

Jason Hudson : Probably Pan but won't admit anything. He's a big mystery

Alex Mason : Bi, had no idea until Vorkuta and well, Woods later on

Frank Woods : Bi, figured it out during his early military days. Loves Alex Mason with all his heart and soul but never truly admitted it, afraid he might ruin their friendship

Grigori Weaver : Bi, loves men and women and supports everyone. Grigori my beloved

Dimitri Belikov : Probably Asexual but supports everyone with love, affection and hugs

Zeyna Ossou : Heterosexual, yet not really looking for a relationship. Loves only Formula One and other race cars. Okay, maybe Bulldozer too.

Wyatt "Bulldozer" Jones : Bi, preference to women, extremely cute and sweet to everyone.

Samantha Maxis : Not sure, I think Bisexual with a preference to women

Raptor One : Bisexual, preference to men and a certain Grigori Weaver.

Kwan Song : Heterosexual, is cute, loves everyone equally.

Jason Hunter : Heterosexual, supports everyone.

Warsaw Pact

Vikhor "Stitch" Kuzmin : Big bi energy. Had no idea the desire for men existed until his first days in rebirth but now, especially after the gulag, acknowledges and embraces it.

Kapano "Naga" Vang : Slightly asexual, probably extremely horny though. Has a crush on Stitch and isn't afraid to flirt. Kapano my beloved.

Maxim Antonov : Bisexual, no preference, definitely had a relationship with a man during his Mafia days probably avoided it during his Spetsnaz time. Likes Portnova, Stitch and Beck probably try to get them together.

Ingo Beck : Gay. Big Gay. Currently crushing on a certain guy wearing a sock in his head and a heavy British accent

Harry Stone : Bisexual, had no idea. Used to like Helen Park, now has shifted his attention to a certain German. Make me proud Harry, ily

Yirina Portnova : Heterosexual, big LGBT stan, probably Beck's wingwoman. He'd do the same for her.

Freya "Wraith" Helvig : Big Bi, calls Knight Moto Moto just for fun, has slept with him just for fun, is a queen, I love her.

Roman "Knight" Gray : Heterosexual, loves hearing Wraith joking around, can't land a woman but is certainly having fun

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza : Asexual, is here to have fun, supports everyone with his big pride energy outfits.

Jada Powers : Bisexual Queen

Sebastian Vargas : Heterosexual, supports everyone though.

Mendo Garcia : Doesn't know, probably doesn't care either.

Perseus : Pan, loves his LGBT comrades. Most of them.

[whisperingexecutioner]

“Cold War’s new multi-season start up screen” by BreadisModding

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Very cool to see all the season intros combined like this :3

[cxllofduty]

Hmmm, could I ask for hcs that reader is in love with Jackal's tattoos and accent so much. Like they ask him to speak more or ask if they could hold his arm during sleep. How would Jackal react or say about that?

Sorry for this being late 😔

Owethu "Jackal" Mabuza

Sfw Hc

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• at first owethu is stunned when his partner brings up his tattoos over dinner but nonetheless he talks about them and explains the meaning behind them

• he loves to be as close as he wants to his lover so if they ask to hold his arm while they sleep he won't deny them that at all hell he'll stay in his back with his partner holding onto his arm all night and will not move a muscle

• he finds himself falling more in love with his partner whenever they ask or mention his tattoos

• when it comes to his lover mentioning his accent he stuns them by speaking in his native tongue and loves how fascinated they become when they hear him talk

• owethu loves to play with his partner's hair at night while they sleep just mumbling how much he loves them in his native language

• he wants to teach his lover his native tongue and if they agree he becomes like a little kid in a candy store