Cod Alejandro - Tumblr Posts
update:
irinawestart has taken down their instergram account and the other account they had linked has gone too. induvial screenshots of each post that they had up are shown below so that anyone who can ID the artists, can help make sure that every artist that had their art stolen knows about this and can make sure this doesn't happing again.
artists found
@ghostwolf, unknow website, is the artwork of ghost pointing.
@scentoflaven, tumblr user, the first half of your Price is immune to 141′s puppy faces (sometimes), was reposted by irinawestart.
@tactax-art, tumblr user, mwii creatures au, ghost on a fridge with price holding a slipper, was reposted.
here is the artwork that has not been ID yet:























possible art theft in COD community.
hi cod fan artists, just letting people known about an Instergram account that keeps being recommend to me, has reposted artworks of cod fan artists and they are not tagging the artist who drew theses works of art. their account name is irinawestart, the posts started back on the 24th of cotober 2023 and are still being posted as of 2 days ago but the person behind the acount has moved onto ai art.

i have taking screen shots of the artworks and screen shots of their account. please help me let these artists know their artworks have been posted to instergram.
twitter users
@schizo_bbgs - babygirl connoissuer
@tobaccii - tobaccii
@AP_M123 -
@BIGMIKEMW
tumblr users:
@stinglesswasp half of this comic: the Patience 💤 (Wasp on Tumblr), has been posted by this person
@rhymewithrachel this comic: the rip guys (Hands Optional on Tumblr), has been posted by this person
@yooo-lets-go alot of your roach artwork has been posted by this person
@sleepyconfusedpotato this comic: In a Constant State of Sleepiness and Confusion on Tumblr, has been posted by this person
@eclatdenoisette the first haft of this post; Loïs on Tumblr has been posted by this person
Unknow website users
@scentoflaven unsure if that is their username
@applejuicenjoyer
@dreaming_oor
@cek4n







Dos vaqueros|Friendship of families|Alerudy
Rudy and Alejandro didn't just grow up in the same city, they lived literally across the fence from each other. The Vargas and Parra families have always been happy to have each other's company.
— Well, what do you think? Alejandro turned his head in the direction of Rodolfo, who was sitting a step higher than him, stretching forward his legs in knee-length shorts. He twitched an eyebrow, moved his shoulder, and sucked on a slice of mango again, the juice of which was already dripping from his elbows onto the steps. Alejandro grinned and reached into a bowl of sliced fruit, fishing out an apple slice.
Rodolfo wiped the moisture from his lips, actually only smearing it more on his cheeks and wiped his lips before answering:
— You're right. It's not easy for old people to live here in Las Almas. We should move them somewhere nice, away from these shootings and drugs.
Alejandro nodded, putting the same piece of apple in his mouth, and Rodolfo continued his thought. His face twisted slightly, he tilted his head a bit to the side and shook it with an air of mild irritation.
"But you know my mother..." Rodolfo drawled the words with a subtle hint of condescending reproach. — She began to live hand in hand in our house with the father as soon as she turned sixteen, and you and I are soon over thirty. Her whole life has been spent here…
Alejandro nodded, pursing his lower lip between his teeth, and leaned his shoulder against Rodolfo's calves. He sighed, scratched his knee and looked at the intersection ahead. The traffic lights changed from red to green, and cars skidded on the road surface, looking like those big shiny beetles that he and Rudy had been looking for in the grass, scouring the nearby forest after school.
Alejandro blinked and muttered a thought that was scratching at the subcortex of his brain:
— And the husband, it turns out, is also here…
—Yes...— Rodolfo drawled thoughtfully, even stopping chewing for a couple of moments.
They fell silent again. The sun, damn it, was baking without sparing anyone, to the point that going to work only in ubderwear seems like a good idea. Everything was drying up: the grass was withering underfoot, the flowers in pots and front gardens were withering, even the fucking roads were melting. Along with it, apparently, Alejandro's brains melted too, the feeling thatthey were about to pour out of his ears. Good thing that it was a little cooler in the houses, otherwise it would have been some kind of very cruel torture. Rodolfo, although he kept up well for a couple of days, on the third day he also whined and asked for a couple of days off. Alejandro was not a bastard, so he gave the go-ahead. And then he excused himself too, not officially, but on the other hand, who will turn him in? There are no urgent matters yet, Rodolfo took the reports with him and filled them out, he's such a good guy, and the local dealers have all disappeared somewhere too. Stuffiness, as it turned out, has become the best guarantor of peace in the city and a means of reducing the crime index to almost zero.
"But you talk to her anyway. It's boring alone, but maybe if we move our elders there, we can settle them together. Alejandro muttered, turned his body towards Rodolfo and put his arm back, leaning on it so as not to fall on his back.
— I'll talk to her, try to convince her to move. And Aunt Vargas, what does she say to your idea?
Alejandro smiled broadly and shook his head.
— Mom refuses to move far away from her girlfriends. I'll introduce her to facetime as soon as I have time. And she said she wasn't going to forget about Aunt Parra, she said, take her with me, you can even leave your dad here in Mexico.
Rodolfo laughed, covering his mouth and squinting his eyes. The corners of Alejandro's lips twitched, and he popped a cube of melon pulp from a fruit bowl into his mouth, looking at his laughing comrade with warmth in the depths of his dark eyes.
- The task is very clear, - Rodolfo guffawed, not letting up. — Okay, let's go inside, I'm hot.
Alejandro nodded and went up the stairs with a loud sigh, shook his cramped muscles slightly and slapped Rodolfo on the thigh.
— Rudy, you eat like a hippopotamus. All the steps are sticky!
— Leave me alone. - The man waved him away, letting out a light laugh.
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— Mom! Alejandro snorts, wiping traces of pink lipstick from his overgrown cheek. Rodolfo grinned from the doorway, but still stepped into the house, where he was immediately squeezed in a tight embrace.
— Our boys have finally decided to visit their parents! - Aunt Vargas chirps, her voice trembling slightly with excitement and joy, she pulls the men into the house with her, where Alejandro's father was sitting by the window smoking, and on the other side sat Rodolfo's mother, embroidering something. She looked up at the noise and immediately melted into a warm smile. Rodolfo looked out from behind the doorway and arched his eyebrows in surprise.
— Oh, Mom! Rodolfo slipped past the chatting Vargas family, kissed her on both cheeks and sat down next to her, folding his hands in his lap.
— And you're here too, Mom. It's early in the morning, why aren't you at home?
The old woman sighed, putting down her embroidery, and stretched out her hand to the man's hair, gently smoothing it.
— What's at home? Bored at home, son, what should I do there? Frida and I just came from the market, walked, talked, and bought vegetables. - The woman spoke, and Rodolfo looked at her attentively, nodding at almost every word. — That's it. And there's nothing to do at home, get up, watch the news: There's a war, they killed here, that's all the news! We don't need them, it's better to take a walk outside. - Mrs. Parra spoke with feeling, and her son only agreed.
— That's right, Mom. But did Aunt Frida tell you that Alejandro offered them to move?
The woman looked at her son and nodded, rustling in a low voice.
— Yes, son, - she said. - she was asking me to come with her, but I did not know whether to agree or refuse. We have a house, son, such a house! - The woman murmured excitedly, and Rodolfo put her hand in his.
— Mom, don't worry about the house, I'll stay here, I'll live, its's not going anywhere. - Rodolfo began to persuade his mother, murmuring in her tone, softly and lightly, but the woman began to cry:
— With your job, son, it's scary, they'll kill you, take away the house, sell everything. They won't leave any memory of your father. If there was a wife and kids, it wouldn't be so scary, but if so…
The man looked away, noticing Alejandro's parents standing nearby. He did not observe the man himself in the field of view.
The phrase "here we go again" naturally flashed through Rodolfo's head, but he returned his gaze to his mother's face and continued to press, expressing himself with the softness of a cat's step and the persistence of a mountain sheep.
— Mom, everything will be fine. If you'd live with Aunt Frida, you won't have to get up every morning to come here. There will be no shootings in the night, no one will cause riots in the markets. That's better!
The woman sighed, but nodded in agreement. Alejandro's mom called them from the other side of the living room
— Inez! Look, we called Francesca on the video! Rodolfo smiled and turned back to his mother, whose eyes shone, and he helped her get up from the sofa.
— Miracles! - Mrs. Parra exclaimed, trotting up to her friend.
Alejandro's head popped from behind the doorjamb, and Rodolfo immediately darted past the old women into the corridor.
— Well, how it went? — Straight to the point, Alejandro is impatient as always. Rudy nodded, giving a thumbs up. The man opposite let out a long "hee-ee-ee" and they both chuckled.
The first step of the plan has been completed successfully.
Graves, Alejandro, and Rudy with a s/o that likes to smother their faces with kisses please and thank you!!!!
[A/n:I need a s/o to do this to 🥲. Thank you for requesting]
Summary:You smother them in kisses
Type:Hcs: Graves X M!Reader: Rodolfo X M!Reader: Alejandro X M!Reader
Version:Mw2
Rodolfo
He's a giggling mess, and blushing hard
He loves kisses, so you smothering him in kisses, especially if it's on a bad day, he's instantly happy
He would totally do it back, if he's not to flustered
But seriously he'd be so happy, just looking up at you with hearts in his eyes
Graves
He would try to hide how flustered he is
He's super flustered, his ears are bright red, his face, the lining of his stomach, everything
He would try and cover his fave with his hands but you'd just kiss his hands
Eventually he'd push you off and hide his face so you can't see his huge smile, he loved it
Alejandro
He'd probably hug you while you do it
It'd make him happy, like really happy, but he'd be super flustered afterwards
Eventually he'll just straight up kiss you to stop the kiss attack, just so he can calm down his red face
If you walked away afterwards, he'd be kicking his feet and giggling, you can hear his giggles from the other room
[A/n:Seriously tho 😭 I need someone to do this to, it'd be so adorable. I hope you enjoyed]
Work’s been kicking my ass lately, so I destress by drawing COD meme redraws

Its scary as hell but wow- i am liking this, pretty sure this could be a nice podcast series too with em telling details of what had gone down. Im drinking this so much, imagine the amount of good episodes too🤧🍵
You know those buzzfeed unsolved series where they talk about crime? Yeah, that. Would watch or listen to all the stories Reader has to tell✌️
Is it strange that i'm willing to listen tho?? Eh¯\_(ツ)_/¯
A fate worse than death, part two
Summary:The rest of the time find out what happen to you and the others
Type:Scenario: 141 + Los Vaqueros X M!Reader
Version:Mw2
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Gaz was trying to get it out of Price about what happened while Soap was helping Rudy get Alejandro to the medic and Ghost was sitting in his room thinking. And you were no where to be seen.
"Come on cap, tell me what happened"
Gaz and Price were headed towards the Kitchen, and Price was getting alittle annoyed with Gaz.
"No Gaz"
Gaz didn't know what happened so he didn't know how it still affected Price in ways he's never been affected before. When they reached the kitchen there were two newer recruits talking, they have been in the military before and actually worked alongside of you for quite some time but they were new to 141. When Gaz and Price sat down Gaz was just staring at him trying to get it out of him, just silently this time. But now Gaz could see how the captain was still alittle shaky from early.
"Yeah he's crazy man, one time he used his sledgehammer and bushed his way up to someone's head, hitting every spot."
One of the new recruits said. Gaz stopped looking at Price, turning his head slow enough for it to creak. Gaz was horrified with what he just heard.
"Damn, that is crazy"
The other recruit said like it was a normal thing. But then again you are named death after all.
"Wait, wait a second. Who are you talking about?"
Gaz asked still in complete shock. The recruits looked at him alittle confused.
"Death? You know y/n?"
Gaz looked at Price then back to the recruits quiet. He couldn't believe it, no. He refused to believe it. You were one of the nicest people, yeah you scared alot of the people on the team but he never seen why.
"Are...are you serious?"
The recruits nodded. Gaz was shocked, far beyond shocked. Like yeah your code name is death, but he never took it seriously. You? Brutally kill a guy? He couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, actually funny thing I heard one day that apparently he stabbed someone multiple times, and while they were still alive he shoved a smoke bomb down their throat and the smoke spewed out of the holes he made in them"
Price was still silent.
~Off to Soap~
Putting Alejandro on the bed in the medic room, Soap looked at Rudy worried.
"What happened?"
Rudy looked at Soap with a face that basically said 'I don't wanna talk about it'. Soap couldn't see what happened so he was clueless to what you did. Alejandro looked up at Soap.
"Wanna know what happened? It was death, that's what"
Alejandro stopped to cough abit. Letting out a disgusted sound.
"He was crazy, he beat the shit out of a shadow before bashing his hea in. I....I couldn't watch"
Alejandro looked down, ashamed, disturbed, disgusted. Soap chuckled abit, but by the looked of Rudy and Alejandro he knew they were serious.
"Wait? Y/n? Are you serious?"
Alejandro nodded, Rudy just looked away. Soap stood there silent, taking it all in. Before Rudy spoke.
"The captain was horrified"
~On to Ghost~
Throwing a ball up and down he thought to himself, 'what happened when the shadows head dropped?' That's all he could think about. One second the shadow had a gun pointed at someone, and the next second that someone hit the shadow in the head with the gun causing him to disappear from all the snipers view. Not that Gaz and Soap were paying attention. Ghost could see Price's horrified reaction, the look of pure shook and disgust in Rudy's face, and Alejandro start throwing up, violently. It dawned on Ghost that he could always ask you, or go back to see what you did. He'd rather ask you. Getting up Ghost went to find you. When he did he grabbed your shoulder, causing you to turn around.
"Sir, what did you do to that shadow?"
The devilish smile on your face told Ghost, it wasn't pretty.
~The story of what did, from all their perspectives~
Price looked at Gaz, and signed.
"He...The moment he had a open window he grabbed the gun, smacking the shadow in the face with it"
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Rudy, gulped, and Alejandro glared at the ground.
"He crushed the guys cheek bone, so bad you could hear it crack all the way over by us"
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You grabbed Ghost's hand and leaned in.
"I bashed that bastards head until be fell to the ground, he, I could alright see the blood dripping from his head.
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Gaz listened carefully, leaning in he didn't want to miss any details.
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Soap stayed quiet, not wanting to accidentally interrupt.
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Ghost shivered slightly at how you spoke, it was creepy. Almost inhuman
-.
Price looked back at the table, in thought.
"Taking the gun, he didn't kill the man. No he did worse"
Gaz carefully got up, to make him and Price a cup of tea.
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Rudy looked Soap in the eye, now stern.
"He continuously hit the guys thigns until they bleed no more"
Soap started to get nervous, just the thought of getting your thighs bashed in with a steel gun made his thigns tingle slightly.
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You leaned back alittle seeing the discomfort in Ghost's eyes.
"He was screaming so loud, if was like music to my ears. As I watched his legs turn to mushy flesh infront of my very in eyes"
Ghost stepped back abit, now more cautious due to your creepy and low chuckling.
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Price nervously messed with his fingers.
"He didn't stop beating his legs in until you could see the shadows nerves and veins sticking to the beaten muscle, that....ugh"
Price groaned at the thought of what you did, as Gaz listened getting uncomfortable himself from the way Price was unsettled.
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Alejandro groaned loudly and stood up.
"He was like a senseless beast, when he turned around to look at us he bent in a way he shouldn't."
Alejandro practically yelled as Rudy nodded, Soaps full attention now on Alejandro. Soap was a tad bit uncomfortable, he's never seen Alejandro this freaked out over something. Neither has Rudy.
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You stepped closer as Ghkst stepped backwards
"He begged begged me to not kill him, so I yanked him by the hair and asked him 'how?'"
Ghost has never felt this way around someone before, he didn't like it
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Price looked you at Gaz seeing him making the finally touches in the tea.
"After he dropped his head, death was gonna stomp on his head, he was gonna kill him."
Gaz nodded and brought Price his tea. Recruits still standing there, listening.
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Alejandro walked around the room to try and get the unsettling feeling out of him. As Rudy continued to inform Soap about what happened.
"He didn't get a chance to crush his head actually, the shadow stabbed the bottom of his foot causing him to jump back."
Soap thought that was the end and let out a sign of relief.
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You grabbed Ghost by his mask and pulled him to you. Having the same devilish smirk you started with.
"He tried to get away Ghost, he tried so hard but I wouldn't let him, I stabbed him with the knife he stabbed me with."
Ghost was about to pull away but remembered, it'd be useless you'd only pull him back. He knows you get to worked up in telling a story.
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Price nervously took a sip of tea, staring down at it as it swirled with the steam.
"He-....He used the knife to stab between his shoulder blades....before cutting his back open, all the way down to his lower back."
Gaz almost choked on his tea when he heard that. He pictured it to well, the thought made him wanna run away from this conversation.
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Rudy looked down, legs and arms shaking slightly. Soap took notice of this.
"Y/n...he grabbed the sides of open flesh, and, oh my god... he ripped the shadow open like he was nothing."
Soap took a step back, horrified by what he heard. How, no, why? Why would you do that.
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You pulled Ghost closer, now whispering in his ear, likely to keep this part a secret.
"I wanted to do worse Ghost, but instead I broke. Every. Fucking. Rib. He had, his screams only got louder."
Ghost eyes widen, realizing you met you had grabbed his bare ribs and snapped them all in half. Now Ghost has done some crazy things but this? It's on a while nother level.
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Price rubbed his temples to calm himself.
"When he finished he, well killed him. With his foot"
Gaz had finished his tea by then. Still has that unsettling feeling.
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Alejandro walked back over to Soap and grabbed his shoulder.
"Wondering how he killed a soldier with just his foot? Yeah? He stepped on him, well more like bashed."
Soap looked at Alejandros hand alittle nervous.
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You chuckled darkly pushing yourself off of Ghost.
"I dropped my foot so hard, I still have his eye juices on my shoe"
Ghost gagged as you walked away laughing, the whole base could hear you. The ones who seen you kill that Shadow shivered remembering that laugh.
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[A/n:I got lazy in the last part. But hear you have it. I hope you enjoyed]