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Hihi guys if any of you are interested in my playlists for SUPERNATURAL, THE BOYS and COD characters please check it out! <3 link is under the picture<3

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master list

call of duty:

main series: coming soon…

one shots:

That one grey hair |Price x reader |1.1k words

Relax for me |Price x reader |1.7k words

Unexpected confession |Price x reader |2.3k words

Siren beauty |Graves x reader |1k words

Drabbles

the boys:

main series: coming soon…

supernatural:

main series: coming soon…

|hi loves my name is Dina! thank you for reading any of my work, hope you liked it! would love to have you back!|

*all of my work can be found under the #ghostofthesoulwrites

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Call of Duty drabbles:

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YEAH? AND?

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dialogue prompts for ~injury~

!!please credit/tag me!!

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, c’mere.”

“Someone get the medic. Get the medic!”

“Hey, hey, shhhh. Shhhh. You’re okay.”

“You did so good. Don’t worry, you-you did so good.”

“Here, lean on me. I can carry you.”

“We’re gonna fix you up, brand new. I promise.”

“No. No, stop. Stop talking like that. You’re gonna be fine.”

“Okay. Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do—fuck.”

“I know, I know it hurts.”

"I don't care. I'm not leaving you."

“I’m going to lift you up, okay? Tell me if it hurts.”

“Where are they? Where are they?!”

"I would believe that you're fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so."

"You just watched them die."

"This is going to hurt, okay?"

"God, I'm so sorry, it'll be over soon, I promise."

"How many fingers am I holding up? ... I don't have six fingers."

"Stop. No. Wake up. Wake up! I said wake up!"

"I came as soon as I heard."

“Get away! You’re hurting them!”

“Please be okay. Please be okay, please be okay—”

“Shit. Shit, that’s a lot of blood.”

“You dumbass. Don’t do that. Ever again.”

"Help them! Please!"

"You scared us all back there. I... Including me."

"[name]? [name], this isn't funny. Stop... please..."

"Breathe... breathe. Look at the stars, kid."

"It was supposed to be me... please, no, [name], please..."

"Tell me where it hurts, and be specific."

“You’ll be fine.” *silence* “You’ll be fine. Hey! Wake up! Please. Please wake up…”

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

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I have sooo many draft and unfinished writings but rereading them made me think they all ass.. fml

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Resources For Writing Sketchy Topics

Medicine

A Study In Physical Injury

Comas

Medical Facts And Tips For Your Writing Needs

Broken Bones

Burns

Unconsciousness & Head Trauma

Blood Loss

Stab Wounds

Pain & Shock

All About Mechanical Injuries (Injuries Caused By Violence)

Writing Specific Characters

Portraying a kleptomaniac.

Playing a character with cancer.

How to portray a power driven character.

Playing the manipulative character.

Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.

Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.

Writing a character who lost someone important.

Playing the bullies.

Portraying the drug dealer.

Playing a rebellious character.

How to portray a sociopath.

How to write characters with PTSD.

Playing characters with memory loss.

Playing a pyromaniac.

How to write a mute character.

How to write a character with an OCD.

How to play a stoner.

Playing a character with an eating disorder.

Portraying a character who is anti-social.

Portraying a character who is depressed.

How to portray someone with dyslexia.

How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.

Portraying a character with severe depression.

How to play a serial killer.

Writing insane characters.

Playing a character under the influence of marijuana.

Tips on writing a drug addict.

How to write a character with HPD.

Writing a character with Nymphomania.

Writing a character with schizophrenia.

Writing a character with Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Writing a character with depression.

Writing a character who suffers from night terrors.

Writing a character with paranoid personality disorder.

How to play a victim of rape.

How to play a mentally ill/insane character.

Writing a character who self-harms.

Writing a character who is high on amphetamines.

How to play the stalker.

How to portray a character high on cocaine.

Playing a character with ADHD.

How to play a sexual assault victim.

Writing a compulsive gambler.

Playing a character who is faking a disorder.

Playing a prisoner.

Portraying an emotionally detached character.

How to play a character with social anxiety.

Portraying a character who is high.

Portraying characters who have secrets.

Portraying a recovering alcoholic.

Portraying a sex addict.

How to play someone creepy.

Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.

Playing a character under the influence of drugs.

Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.

Illegal Activity

Examining Mob Mentality

How Street Gangs Work

Domestic Abuse

Torture

Assault

Murder

Terrorism

Internet Fraud

Cyberwarfare

Computer Viruses

Corporate Crime

Political Corruption

Drug Trafficking

Human Trafficking

Sex Trafficking

Illegal Immigration

Contemporary Slavery 

Black Market Prices & Profits

AK-47 prices on the black market

Bribes

Computer Hackers and Online Fraud

Contract Killing

Exotic Animals

Fake Diplomas

Fake ID Cards, Passports and Other Identity Documents

Human Smuggling Fees

Human Traffickers Prices

Kidney and Organ Trafficking Prices

Prostitution Prices

Cocaine Prices

Ecstasy Pills Prices

Heroin Prices

Marijuana Prices

Meth Prices

Earnings From Illegal Jobs

Countries In Order Of Largest To Smallest Risk

Forensics

arson

Asphyxia

Blood Analysis

Book Review

Cause & Manner of Death

Chemistry/Physics

Computers/Cell Phones/Electronics

Cool & Odd-Mostly Odd

Corpse Identification

Corpse Location

Crime and Science Radio

crime lab

Crime Scene

Cults and Religions

DNA

Document Examination

Fingerprints/Patterned Evidence

Firearms Analysis

Forensic Anthropology

Forensic Art

Forensic Dentistry

Forensic History

Forensic Psychiatry

General Forensics

Guest Blogger

High Tech Forensics

Interesting Cases

Interesting Places

Interviews

Medical History

Medical Issues

Misc

Multiple Murderers

On This Day

Poisons & Drugs

Police Procedure

Q&A

serial killers

Space Program

Stupid Criminals

Theft

Time of Death

Toxicology

Trauma

[ghostofthesoul]

Hihi guys if any of you are interested in my playlists for SUPERNATURAL, THE BOYS and COD characters please check it out! <3 link is under the picture<3

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smut is great but do you know what’s better? heart wrenching, soul twisting angst that makes you want to cry (take my money)

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Do we fuck with him or with the boys universe? Cause i have been obsessing over him the past days (blame my breakup) so i would like to write for him more than the cod boys right now….

Or i mean …him too? And the whole supernatural world.

(Let’s be honest i have been in the clouds for Jensen Ackles.. i know everyone understands me)

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Cod fanfic ideas: Hear me out!.!

So basically i was thinking about what specific work would “reader” do that fits for the boys?

For example i can imagine Ghost x barista reader (arguing about why on earth theres no alcohol in a cafe…)

Or like Price x artist reader (nagging Price to let her draw him)

Soap x mechanic (like the car repair person)reader?

Something like these?

Does anyone have any ideas for specifics for each men?

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Something like this😂

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

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It was a close one! Now choose who would you like to see it with? Only a 1 day poll sooo who ever’s the fastest wins!!

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Does any of the unmarked ones sound interesting to you guys?

If so can you tell me which one to post please?:)

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Below: Captain Price x Fem reader, suggestions, fluff, funny content that anyone can read! Language, swearing, mentions of injury!

English is not my first language so there might be errors, corrections are welcome but don’t be rude please!

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Unexpected confessions

The sound of shouting going far beyond the thick door, that was labeled as soundproof, not providing anything other than muffling the words and making them into a jumbled mess of sounds, which were clearly not happy. The source of the voices were you and your Captain, Price. If anyone said that you and John were arguing, they would have been laughed straight in the face, the two of you never even raised your voice at each other, not to mention a full blown screaming match, that was happening right now between the four walls of Price’s office. His rasp and the pure raging wildfire that was present in his eyes would have scared you any other day, but now you were just as furious as he was, if not more.

“What the fuck do you mean I can’t go on the mission today?”you asked, anger lacing every one of your words. Price stood up from his chair, not having any of your little tantrums. Taking big steps, rounding around the desk he was previously sitting behind. Coming face to face with you, so close you could hear his heart beating rapidly, worked up from the tension in the room. Towering above you with his massive build would have been enough to make a grown man quiver in fear, it happened before, you saw it, but you stood your ground, not wanting to give in to the sound in the back of your mind, that was telling you to be respectful towards your superior.

“WATCH YOUR FUCKING TONE WHEN YOU TALK TO ME KID! Just because you got promoted to Lieutenant, doesn’t mean we are on the same level now, I am still your Captain. I make orders, you follow them. I have my reasons why I don’t want you out on field today.”he said, his voice booming, bouncing off the walls and coming back straight to your face, it stung, and to be honest you would rather get slapped, than being shouted at from the person you look up to.

“And what would that bloody reason be, SIR?” the venom could be grasped from your voice as you spit out your words, now more than interested, wanting to know what made the man think that leaving you here would be the right choice. The sickeningly sweet smile that was plastered on your lips made Price aware how truly upset you were by his decision. He knew that smile. He knew you.

“You know what happened last time kid.”his voice came out more calm, more collected but at the same time more sad, his eyes were clouded by memories of your last mission, the one that almost made you take your last breath on this Earth. You saw it, the fear in his eyes, the fear that you couldn’t quite place. But it made your mind think back to that day.

~ Flashback three weeks ago ~

“Out here” was the last thing you heard in your earpiece before exiting the heli, that took you to your drop off location with Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz by your side. Todays agenda was to capture Hassan, preferably alive. Alejandro and his team were waiting for you to meet up and take action. The air was hot and much more unbearable, than the cold British weather you were used to.

“Should have brougth the AC with us.” said Soap as he started sweatting already. You looked at him, smiling as he tried to roll up his sleeves, but failed miserably due to his gloves.

“Come here you big baby.” you said into your mic to be out of earshot to Hassans men, if they happened to be closer than you thought. Soap happily jogged over to you, seeking the relief of the hotness. Just when you were about to finish up his sleeves Gaz’s voice cut in both your and Johnny’s ear. “If you lovebirds are ready we would like to get the job done today.”

“Fucker..” was your only reaction when you saw the shit-eating grin on Kyle’s face. He laughed it off, but Price stiffend at his choice of words. His sudden halt in steps seemed to intrigue Gaz, he shoulder bumped the Captain to get him out of his trance.

“What’s up with you?” Price was quiet for a moment, he ponderd if he really wanted to ask the question that was on his mind or should he just shut his mouth and let it go and forget about the whole thing. But curiosity got the best of him, so he asked

“What do you mean lovebirds?” now that Price said that out loud, even he heard how stupid that sounded coming from him.

“I mean have you seen them? They got pretty close to each other.” said Gaz looking back at you and Soap, Prices gaze followed his soldiers movements and he saw the two of you bickering about something they couldn’t hear because of your coms being muted. He watched the two of you smiling at one other. Ghost saw the look on his Captain, a look he knew too well, self-doubt.

“But they have been close since she got on the team, no?” Price asked a little too desperatly, trying to make sence of this whole new information. How did he not see it? Was Soap always this close to you, almost like he wants to touch you, take your hand anymoment.

“Yeah that’s true but nowadays Soap clings to her like his life depends on it. It’s kinda cute in a way.”

“I would use the term weird insted.” said Ghost who seemingly appeared frow the shadows, making both men look at him. “But Gaz is right, Johnny seems to spend more time with her than before.”

“I think Soap has the hots for her.” Gaz chirped in, mostly happy for his friend finding someone nice for himself for once. Price looked at him noticeably less happier than the younger one. Just as Price was about to call you over to them for a quick “brief” mostly to get you away from being alone with Soap, he heard your voice. Your angelic voice that was now filled to the brim with worry and fear. He heard you shout before but this loud? Never before. You were at least a 100 meters from him , but you sounded right next to him, right in his ear, as you shouted:

“RPG!”

Worry flashed in his blue orbs as he whipped his head back to look at your previous position. He looked just in time to see you getting blown back by the force of the explosion. He never ran that fast before, his legs just carrying him, having mind of there own. John felt his heart being ripped out of his chest, the thought of loosing you closing in on him. He was kneeling next to you in seconds if not less. Price’s grip on you made you look at him, your ear was ringing from the bullets flying past you as you’ve been attacked by Hassan and his men, but you could make out John asking if you were okay. But for some reason you couldn’t answer him, you just looked at him wondering if his eyes were always this blue before? You reached up to feel if he was really there or was he just your imagination and that’s why he had those ocean eyes. John looked at your hand coming his way, he grabbed it gently and put it on his face, cupping his face with you delicate touch under his own rough hand.

“Can you hear me kid?” his other hand shook you with each of his words, that got you attention, clearing the dreamy haze from your eyes.

“Yes sir.” you answered in a blink trying to seem okay, but your voice betrayed you as the scrappy feeling in your throat made you cough right after your sentence.

“You broken?” Price asked while frantically looking over your body for any serious injury.

“It takes more than a blow to get me down John.” you tried to joke your way out of this one. Price was almos relived about your ability to make jokes in situations like this one, but than he saw your eyes beginning to close.

“Get the fucking med evac here. One of my soldiers is down, you copy?” John barked into his mic most likely to get Nic to turn back.

“Hey stay with me kid.” he tried to shook you more but this time it didn’t help, your eyes were still closing.

“Save the boys John… I’m just gonna sleep a little…” your sentence was slurred, your words washing together, but Price heard you clearly as if he was only focusing on you, trusting the others to have his back while he was with you.

“Stay awake kid, it’s an order!” he tried so desperately to make you stay awake until the heli comes back but he failed.

“Sorry.” and than with a sad smile on your face the world started to fade into darkness taking your body with it. Price cried out, the sound coming deep from his heart.

“Nic fucking hurry, she’s dying in Johns arms!” now Ghost more aware why was Price that saddened by yours and Johnnys closeness. Price loved you, he could see it now more clear than before.

~ Back to the present ~

“Yes I know John, but that doesn’t mean I’m incapable of being a soldier. I fucked up I know, I should have jumped farther, it will not happen again. And the nurse said I can come back to work now so..”

“So you think thats my problem? You not being a good soldier anymore? Fuck..” he mumbled the last word but it got your attention.

“If not that.. then what John? What’s your so called reason of wanting me stay behind in the barracks for today of all days? Tell me John. Please.” your voice was desperate but you needed to know.

“Oh come on .. bloody hell..” John muttered under his mustache not ready to tell you his honest reason.

“What was that?” You asked as you placed your hand on Price’s. “You know you can tell me anything John.” the look on your face made the Captains heart melt at the sight. A long sigh left Johns lips as if he was preparing to give the most important speech of his life, but maybe he wasn’t wrong about that, maybe it was that important at least to him it surely was.

Price looked at you and started “I think everyone but you know my reason,” he chuckled a little embarrassed “even Nic know for fuck’s sake..”

John came closer to you and looked into your eyes, his eyes seemed worried, you didn’t know why but Price on the other hand was afraid of your reaction to his next few sentences. Sentences that could brake the friendship that he built with you. Sentences that could make him loose you, that could make you leave the team, but he knew, he needed to tell you the truth and he couldn’t just pretend his feelings can be shoved under the rug forever, like they were till this point.

“I like you..” he whispered but you heard it. You heard it crystal clear but the word left your mouth faster than your mind can handle the information.

“What?” the only word you said, and that one word made Price regret his confession, the world collapsed right in front of his eyes. His thoughts were clearly written on his features.

“John say what you said again.”

“I like you damn it! Alright? I- I don’t know when it started but I have feelings for you..more than just friends, more than I should.” his shoulders slumped as the heavy burden of the words left him, for the first time he felt relieved and scared at the same time in his carrier.

“You don’t need to say anything, just know that’s the reason why I can’t let you leave today and not because I think you are a bad soldier. You are one of my best.” Price continued after a few seconds of awkward silence “I can’t let you out there for you to get hurt, I can’t watch you get hurt or worse, I can’t” you cupped Johns face in your hands to stop him from rambling more. He looked at you and the little smile on your face felt as if angels kissed his soul.

“You like me?” you asked waiting for to squash your self doubt.

“Oh don’t say you didn’t realize it..all of the boys are making fun of me for it..but you have someone so my feelings are not important right now..”

“What are you talking about?” you asked, your brows knitted with the confusion that flooded your being.

“Soap, I’m talking about Soap. You two are always together and he stuck on you like sugar on kids fingers, so I and the boy assumed you two were together.” Price said saddened by his own words.

“You shouldn’t assume things John..I’m not with Johnny.. he confessed but i rejected him and we are friends like we always were.” you said clearing any ideas Price may have of Soap and you.

“He is a nice lad, but I told him I like someone else already.” the last few minutes were like a roller coaster for Price and this sentence took him downhills again.

“Oh I see..” he sounded depressed like a teenage kid getting his heart broken.

“John I like you too.” you said sharply before Price could get anymore sad than he was already.

“Really?”

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I have two Cod series ideas:

1: Ghost love interest, Oc’s best friend is Soap, slow burn on the love side but exciting overall content. Characters in series would be: Oc, Ghost, Price, Soap, Gaz, Laswell and some side characters. Warnings: 18+content, mature language and themes, angst, mentions of death

Or

2: Love interest is messy all characters could be involved( but mostly Graves, Ghost, Alejandro and Price), Oc’s best friend is Rudy, trauma and sad backstory from Oc’s side. Characters in series would be: Oc, Graves,Ghost, Price, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Rudy, Laswell, Valeria. Warnings: 18+content, mature language and themes, angst(really mean it on this one), mentions of Las almas cartel, mentions of child loss, mentions of death

Both series would be long with multiple chapters!

My question is: Which one would you prefer? Please vote in comments! 1 or 2?

Shares/reblogs are appreciated:)

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Ghost slipping a picture into Prices view:…

Ghost: I want you to shoot this man in the leg and act like you didn’t do it and know nothing about it.

Price:…

Price looking up at Ghost:…

Price: Simon..This…This is you…

Ghost calmly: I know

Price whisper yelling: Why the bloody hell would you need me to shoot you in the leg?!?

Ghost calmly: Soap..

Price clearly confused: What?..

Ghost: Johnny wants to try ballet..

Ghost in the middle of a breakdown: I..I can’t do ballet Price..! I won’t dance in a tutu for fucks sake!

Ghost: And I can’t just say it to him.. Have you seen how happy he looked at his “brilliant” idea? I can’t break his spirit in half..

Price: sigh

Price: Give me the bloody gun..