#lock (cod oc)

[baty2004]

Price meets them for the first time! Unfortunately the have met Soap earlier so of course he would make them do stupid stuff as a first impression.

Price definitely was concerned for the kid, and Ghost definitely wasn’t amused

(I kinda wanna name the kid but I also like the idea that they just call them ‘kid’ rn as to not get attached-)

[lockstockbarrel]

new to the block, heloo! here's my cod oc, lock!

shes a rumored little nepobaby soldier, but hey she knows her shit and did her time in training, maybe shes not just her fathers daughter... or smth

uhrmm more to come, i will be drawing her with the 141 and others, yahoo yippee

IF YOU WANNA SEE ART OF HER i just started using the tag [#ryland 'lock' callahan], so you can filter out my other posts! i also use [#lockstockbarrel] for all arts!

[freakmonster9000]

he has been on my mind a lot lately

[bunnysnared]

fledge charcter meme if anyone wants to get a good vibe check on him... this sums him up p well! this boy who was enlisted against his wishes by his colonel father is soooo depressed

[gomzdrawfr]

dear diary

[lockstockbarrel]

got rly inspired by a song and then a shit ton of pinterest pics of summer rides, so lock and soap are going on a ride around englands coast on a convertible now before they return to w a r

happy yippee yahoo summer is coming!!1! :DDD

also tried out new style, maybe stay, maybe never do again, who knows!

[pampanope]

Hi hi my friend ❤️

I’m curious who are the people closest to 7-11 and why? 👁️👁️

HIIIII ALYYYYYYUU AAHHHHHHH✨✨✨✨✨

Thank u for stopping by!!!!!

Allow me to ramble U v U

Okay, so, these are the ones closest to 7-11 currently:

Emile Hartly|[REDACTED]: 7-11’s Number One, the Beloved, the Sweetheart, the reason the sun shines brighter, the fiancé, his ride-or-die—

7-11: “Keep going 👀👀👀”

I think they get it pats his ball capped head

They met on an op with Emile as lead intelligence officer and Efren as his assigned support (May, 15, 2016).

Both see the darkness in each other and accept it. Both also see the light in each other and bring it out. They match each other’s freak lol

7-11 will do anything and everything for this man. (INCLUDES TOUCHING WATERMELONS FOR HIM CHDJSJSJDISNS)

Graves: I mean, a bond forms after tucking your boss into bed a few times XD

They trust and respect each other. 7-11 is forever thankful to Graves for the home ha has in Shadow Company. 7-11’s 2nd favorite blonde 🤣

Azelea Helms: Her caring personality naturally drew 7-11 to her. Despite the…..conflict between Azzy and RED, 7-11 grew to appreciate her company and admires both her ferocity and capacity for love despite her hardships.

Pixel: 7-11 kinda unofficially adopted Pixel, looking after him whenever he needed help, and wants only comfort and happiness for him. The relationship between both isn’t always smooth due to their personalities, but both mutually care for the other and have each other’s backs.

Wolf (Carter Austin Andrews): It was a rocky start because of Wolf’s affiliation with T141 and 7s wariness towards them, but they grew close and recognize the same level of loyalty they have for their factions. 7-11 was sad to see him go after spending a month with SC.

Lock (Erin Castillo): He can be his unhinged self around her and finds her both easy to talk to and fun to be around. Whenever she’s up to something, 7s is there, watching XD They’ve been through adventures together, including a road trip over several states in a tiny car with zero air conditioning.

Sentinel (Atlas Osmerova): She cool, calculating, and efficient, all qualities. They spar regularly, greeting each other with a flying kick from outta nowhere. And although she claims to care for no one but herself and her interests, 7s knows theres a softie hiding beneath the cool exterior :))))

This is based on the amount of interactions he’s had with em~

Emile belongs to @kings-out-of-pocket-hell

Azelea to @doodling-doodle

Pixel to @mr-1-2-3-4

Wolf to @whitewolfmystery

Lock to @tiredbi-peach

Sentinel to @kalys-404

[tw1nkee28]

Tossing the people of Tumblr some breadcrumbs

You're welcome

Hydra - @edenkyubiko's oc

Dr. Strand - @/asenith1's oc

@tiredbi-peach's commission of her oc, Lock

[welldonekhushi]

Gotta Lock In..

Arjun is definitely looking at someone like that when they're lying or he's doing a stare contest with Ghost.

Trauma made him lock in so hard and it's a fact, LMFAO 😜

[chisaikan]

my girlies together

Ocs in order: Asteria (Pressure Roblox Oc) - Aika (Blue Lock Oc) - Valeria (Oc) - Chisel (CoD Oc)🤸‍♀️

[mr-1-2-3-4]

Lynnette’s missing poster-

Plus this- @tw1nkee28

[witch-oftheflowers]

How the boys react to altars?

(Ximena x Simon.{COD} Morgana x Marc y Altars.{Moon Knight} Enjoy this multi fandom chapter I wanted to see how this went!)

Simon x Ximena Riley:

The crisp air hit Simons face as he returned home. Seeing his little house covered in yellow and orange flowers

Marigolds

His brown eyes looking to the driveway. Loose petals leading to the doorstep. A tradition he has grown used to around this last week of October.

His wife coming from a small town in Mexico. Still celebrating day of the dead. Seeing it the first time was confusing. He got used to it as the years have came.

He grabbed his bag, and a few bouquets of flowers he got on the way home. Holding the large bag in his arm as he walked inside.

Seeing garlands of flowers coating their living room. Hallways to the bedrooms the same.

But the living and kitchen-

He smiled a bit. Locking the door behind him as he took his boots off. Setting his bag down.

Looking around as the house was empty. But the pathway of flowers lead outside to the garden.

He set the flowers down. Remembering to tell his wife when he finds her.

The house had candles around. Not yet lit.

Bread was on plates. Multiple meals cooked, many he likes or haven't tried yet. His eyes landed on the photos.

His eyes shaking for a second as there was many of his own on there. His whole family

Besides his sperm donor. Thank god-

"You're back early."

His head turned to met her. His eyes soften as he smiled to her. Ximena was in a simple white dress. Her flat ballade sandals on. She had twin braids down to her knees.

A kinder smile to her lips as she grabbed a tray. Setting the food on it.

"I was hoping to have this done. Surprise you even. Kiddos are outside setting up and having fun. Luna's with them too." She was softly speaking. Grabbing some of the pictures.

Even the one of her father that passed recently.

Her eyes stilled as she set it on the tray. A small tear slipped as her smile softly faded.

Simon walked over as he gave her head a gentle kiss. Pulling her in by the side

" 'M home. That's all that matters luv. And what surprise?" He asked her as he peer down at her.

"I was adding your family for this years altar."

His eyes met hers. Seeing the kindness she had for him. He never took her up on the offer. Scared if he'll disrespect his family. Or if waking them from their deserved rest was selfish for a few nights

He learned a bit of the holiday with his wife. And her loving family. He felt at ease as she wanted to do this small act for people she met a few times. Because she understood how much they meant to him

" Such a lovely idea my luv. Need any help?"

"Can you bring out the candles? I'm almost done."

He nods his head as he grabbed he ones from the kitchen she had set.

Walking out after her. Seeing their garden to life even as the sun was setting.

The stringed lights flickered on. Lanterns set in the pond, the garden had fireflies floating around. The many plants they had for fall flourishing in the still warm night.

Anna was playing with the twins keeping the toddlers distracted.

Johnny was helping his mum. Setting the photos on as they chatted a bit.

Simon smiled as he walked behind hearing his wife chatter on as she taught her kids about the tradition

"Once a year our ancestors visit us. For a few nights they come and enjoy the company. They're our family, so we cook food for them they loved while alive. We put their favorite things like bread or trinkets, or anything really"

She spoke on and on as they finished the most. Taking the candles from her husband as she set one each with a photo.

Most of them filled with her family. Aunts he met a few times. To her godparents, to her tia's and tios. Even her grandparents.

On the top of the tiered alter, her father sat. And then his mother. Underneath was his brother and his family. And her brother with his daughter.

A few years dripped, her hand shook as she finished lighting the last ones.

Stepping back she stood there admiring the table theys set.

Johnny grabbed his mum's hand. As she softly cried at the sight.

Simon came besides her as he squeezed her shoulders. Giving her a kiss on the head as he smiled.

"They would love this... Thank you for taking the time." He whispered as he gave her arms a rub. Letting her cry a bit.

He knew why she was crying more. It's only been a month since her own father untimely passing.

The girls came over as they admired the alter. Giving their mum a hug as they smiled.

"It's ok mum. They're visiting us tonight." Johnny said as he beamed with his sweet smile.

Making Ximena chuckled as she gave a kind smile back.

"Yeah.. they're always with us mijo~"

Morgana x Marc and the boys

Steven came home first before his wife and kids. The young man fidgeting with his backpack as he hanged it up.

He was tired from their trip back from New York. They had a few months out there dealing with Khonshu's deeds.

"Blood hell. Those stupid wankers in New York." He mumbled a bit as he noticed how the usual cleaned Victorian house looked.

Clothes and robes everywhere. His eyes flicker to his wife's library of books being litter on the floor.

He noticed even her crystal ball. Usually covered and tucked away was smashed on the floor.

The mirrors she had hung up were smahed and broken.

"Lads- You gotta see this." His voice was a bit shaky as he let Marc front. His eyes flickered as he stood straight. His hands flexing as he took it in.

Marc's eyebrows furried in confusion as he looked around the rest of the house.

"Girls! You're not home right?!" He called out trying to make sure none of his family was home.

Thankfully it was quiet.

Besides the bird coming in as he noticed his avatar being deranged

"What are you doing?" Khonshu's voice boomed as Marc sighed

"Can't you see I'm dealing with something? And you!" He pointed his finger at the god

"Can't be inside this house! Or aren't supposed to be!"

"Whoever or whatever did this. Broke her protection circle and her work. So I'm here now." He sassed the human as he stood in a corner. The bird looking around at the damage

"Someone knows what they were doing."

"Well that someone is gonna be murder if she comes home to this."

Khonshu laughs as he sneer at his avatar

"You fear that woman?"

"Fear? God no. But I do know not to piss her off. Have you seen what she can do? She took me out one night because a civilian was hitting on me."

He stared at the god as he stared back

"She banished me from your house"

"She really hates you. You should know that after what five years?" He gave him attitude back as Marc started to clean. He flinched when he felt a small burn.

"Ow!"

Khonshu walked over as he used his staff. Nudging the broken mirrors.

"Someone was here. Smarter than you even. Cursed all her objects. Only she can fix this. Or her gods."

Marc held his hand as he groaned. Knowing his wife was gonna be a storm to handle.

As the time did arrive. Marc cleaned what he could. But all her magical objects were out of his field

Morgana came home alone. Wearing a long frilly dress. She had meetings all day with the other clans -

"Marc Specter!"

Here it goes.

"Are you okay?" Her voice was gentle as she rushed into the kitchen. Seeing her husband as she noticed all her items broken

"I'm fine. How was the meeting?"

"It was a trap."

He moved and shook his head at her declaration.

"What?"

"Clearly it was. Because I know you value your life more than break my items."

Marc gentle nods his head as he sipped his espresso. A wince in his face as he hated the taste alone.

His eyes flicker as Steven came forward. Finishing the cup as he set another to brew

He smiled as he walked to his wife, grasping her hand as he spoke

"I'm terribly sorry my love. Those wankers deserve whatever you serve them back."

She smiled gently as she looked up to him. Her waves swirling as she stood on her tippy toes. Her little fangs brushed against his lips as she gave him a kiss.

"And that's why I love you boys. Always good at keeping me calm."

"I say other reasons too"

Her eyes widen as she wiped her head to the dreadful bird

"You're not supposed to be in my house!"

Khonshu sighs as he ran a boney hand down his beak

"Your protections got destroyed!"

"I know! No get out you good for nothing bird!" Morgana sassed him as she tapped her foot. Her house swirled and spun as the bird was thrown out

The broken items swirled as they picked up. Restored even as they set her things to their rightful spots. She was calm again. Her curls landing flat against her back. She brushed a few strands out of her face.

Everything was fixed. Her protections, her items, and her house. But she would have to find out who did this.

"I'll be in the attic. The girls are coming home with Adrian later. He took them out for dinner."

She seemed peeved, as she ascended the stairs. Her steps seem more eerie as she was out of sight.

All three knew something was wrong.

Jake pulled to the front as he told the others to shush

"I got her~"

Marc rolled his eyes at him as he sighs

"Oh you got her? What about us?"

"You two haven't seen... Everything she can do."

As Jake walked up the stairs. The attic seemed cold, he got a glimpse in as his wife was lighting her candles. She was in a black fluffy robe. Her hair in braids as she wrote on the floor in chalk.

Marc and Steven peer with Jake as they saw how cold she seemed.

"It's her worship room... Usually I don't bug her. Unless she needs help with something."

"What kind of something?" Steven asked as he noticed Jake scratched his cheek

"Sex rituals."

"And she's only asked you?" Marc asked as he seemed upset.

Jake smiled as he shook his head.

"Hey you two would freak out from the things we've seen."

The trio got silent as they noticed the room shaking. Morgana was moving with the air swirling around her. Her eyes shut as she was thinking.

Her hands ran through the chalk ward she made as she chanted

"Gods above. Gods below. Come and aid this witch. Come from sea and off the mountain peaks. I becon those I seek to aid me in my defeat"

Her eyes flickered open as she smiled. Seeing her two favorites floating besides her.

And Jake just watched. Seeing the gods in view.

Poor Marc and Steven were slightly confused why they could see them.

"Why can we see them???" Steven asked as he watched his wife talk.

Persephone and Hetec

The pair eyeing the woman. But small smiles to their lips as they took her offerings and her speech.

"Those clans should know better than to cause distrust with the Aradia clan. They left their own clues to know who it is child. Seek those clues. Find it and they'll reveal whom you seek." Hetec was calm as she gave her piece.

"If they seek to start a war. Knowing those other groups. All acting like children during these trying times for our kinds. But if they seek a war. They will receive one" the goddess vanished.

Leaving Avatar with her goddess

Persephone beamed as she floated over.

"I'll need a better offering child. You know the kind. And I think your husband's do too. But hear my words. If they believe a war is important during these times. They're mistaken. As fall creeps in, they might think this is the best time to strike. Keep a keen eye on your enemies my child. Anything can happen~" the goddess gave her a cryptic speech. Leaving her be as she floating away.

Morgana sighed as she didn't get what she expected. Her eyes flickered to the doorway as she noticed Jake

"Come here my love. We got some offerings to make~"

[salstray]

wish i could be apart of ~wip wednesday~ but i am

~too damn scared~

[lockstockbarrel]

it's a mutual sort of distaste...

a sketch thing i did a while back, lock and ghost don't get along... thankfully, they're also on very different teams, so they don't have to :D

i feel ghost wouldn't approve of lock in specgru because of her temperament, not to mention the nepotism rumors because of her father. meanwhile lock doesn't enjoy ghost for his entire demeanor, and also because she feels like he treats her as an unworthy soldier, despite all her training and military history.

they are not friends. friendship is not in the field manual. :)

[unbindingkerberos]

Come Get Your Blorbos Yall!

Picrew

Thanks for @shegetsburned and @children-of-epiales for tagging me!

Tags (sorry if double-tagged): @poisonedtruth @unpetitoiseau @chadillacboseman @infinitewhore

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From left to right: Henry "Babel" Adler (R6), Henry "Babel" Adler (COD), Amarice "Patriot" Locke (R6)

[g8se]

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