•Imagine:
Misha driving you to the beach and laying out a picnic. After eating and playing in the sand, Misha got down on his knee and opened a small, velvet box. The ring was beautiful, a blue setting and a beautifully cut diamond. You were speechless. You tried not to freak out; you tried not to jump up and down, falling your arms like a little fangirl. You simply said yes, tackling Misha to the ground and smothering him with kisses. He looked insatiably happy with his wide grin and bright eyes. You told each other you loved one another. It was sick how much you loved each other. Neither of you were ever able to contain it.
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionSo you know what an imagine is? Its where you create a scene, preferably romantic n stuff, about you and someone else. It can be anyone, most people use someone from one of their fandoms. This one is for Supernatural and I might do more stories for...
