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First Impressions and Second Chances (part 9)

Summary: He never thought he’d get a second chance with you. Life didn’t work like that and it wasn’t something he’d been counting on. But now, being here with you at his side, he felt like he couldn’t thank the universe enough. He wasn’t going to screw it up this time.

Words: 1,055

Misha x Reader

Warnings: none

Notes: I know this part is a bit shorter than usual, but there’s going to be a lot going on in the next one, so hopefully that’ll make up for it. Sorry for taking so long! Thank you guys for being so patient with me these past two weeks, you guys are saints :)

Your name: submit What is this?

You arrived at the Sub Shop around a quarter till noon, taking a seat in one of the corner booths. You ordered an Iced Tea to sip while you waited for Misha, trying to calm down the erratic beating of your heart. You were still trying to figure out your feelings for him, and the situation you were both in. It wasn’t ideal, what you had, but at least it was something. And you really believed that eventually the two of you could reach the point of having a real relationship.

You couldn’t help but smile at the thought: a relationship with Misha. Your childhood best friend, the only person who’d ever really connected with you on an emotional level. And yes, who had also been nonexistent in your life for a good chunk of time, but still came back. He really wanted to fix things. It really seemed to devastate him when he thought he’d lost you for good, and honestly, that kind of made you love him even more.

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mishas---wormstache  asked:

KATYA MOROZOV is a 274 year old VAMPIRE who is often mistaken for KSENIA SOLO. SHE came to devilwood as a MISTRESS. SHE is PANSEXUAL and into BONDAGE, EXHIBITIONISM and BLOOD PLAY, but hates WATERSPORTS, SCAT and VANILLA SEX. though known as COLD, SELFISH and SARCASTIC, SHE is also LOYAL, CHARMING and INDEPENDENT. — [[Kitah, 24, GMT, she/her]]

welcome to devilwood, katya morozov! we’re happy to have you. please send in your account within 24 hours or your FC will be reopened!

First Impressions and Second Chances

Summary: He never thought he’d get a second chance with you. Life didn’t work like that and it wasn’t something he’d been counting on. But now, being here with you at his side, he felt like he couldn’t thank the universe enough. He wasn’t going to screw it up this time.

Words: 1,154

Misha x Reader

Warnings: none

Notes: I’ve been developing this story for a while and I’m really excited with how it’s turning out! For story purposes, Misha is single and doesn’t have kids. I already have some ideas for the next part so it should be out by the end of the week. Let me know what you think about this part!

Your name: submit What is this?

A tall, scrawny boy who didn’t have a care in the world. Someone who never let anything or anyone get to him,  and who seemed ready to take all of his problems hands on. The kind of person who always wore a smile and wanted to help make the world a better place. Getting to know him better, you realized that your first impression of him had been spot on. Misha moved into the house next door when you were 7, and despite him being a few years older, the two of you soon became the best of friends. He was like the brother you never had, and you were inseparable. Even when he was in high school and you were still an awkward preteen with braces and glasses, he always found time for you. He graduated your freshman year and went on to take some classes at the community college, wanting to stay home to help support his family. Any fears you had that you’d grow apart when he went to school soon dissipated when you saw him waiting at your doorstep when you came home from the first day of school your sophomore year. You could remember it clearly; the two of you had gone out for a movie and some ice cream, and spent the rest of the day together just talking. You honestly couldn’t remember a time when you were happier.

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crowreys-wormstache  asked:

Am I the only one who thinks Misha reads/writes Destiel fics in his spare time?

I think about this all the time, actually.

Especially when I’m reading fanfiction. Because… you never know… right?

I know for a fact that Osric Chau reads and writes fanfiction. And even though Osric isn’t on the show anymore and has more free time than Misha has… That doesn’t mean Misha doesn’t lie down in bed after a long day of work, pulls up Ao3 and starts reading some Destiel smut to help him fall asleep. 

After all, it’s a lot easier to sleep after having an orgasm.

I’ve read a few fics that actually don’t say much about the author. They literally just have their name and their work posted. Not much comments. Just the writing. And it makes you wonder… Who’s really writing it?

I wouldn’t doubt it if Misha writes/reads Destiel fics because I honestly think he has a huge fucking crush on Jensen. He does a horrible job at hiding it. And if they haven’t already done any “smut” of their own, i’m 100% positive that Misha would be curious.

I know that If I was an actress with a huge fanbase that shipped me and one of my co-stars, I’d be fucking curious.

So, no. ;) You’re not the only one.

Send us your Misha fantasies anonymously (or not)?

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First Impressions and Second Chances (part 2)

Summary: He never thought he’d get a second chance with you. Life didn’t work like that and it wasn’t something he’d been counting on. But now, being here with you at his side, he felt like he couldn’t thank the universe enough. He wasn’t going to screw it up this time.

Words: 1,476

Misha x Reader

Warnings: light angst

Notes: yes, I know I’m leaving you all on a cliffhanger, but I couldn’t help myself. Writing for this story has come really easily to me so don’t be surprised if I try to drag this out as much as I can! Thank you all for the amazing response I got to part one, I hope part two is just as good!

Beta: @teamfreewill-imagine

Texts are in italics

Your name: submit What is this?

“Y/N.”

You didn’t know if it was the fall or the fact that he was standing right there in front of you, but you could feel your head spinning.

“Misha.” Your heart was racing and you found yourself at a loss for words. “I, oh wow, what are you doing here?”

He smiled weakly. “I’m in town for the convention.”

The convention. Of course. It had completely slipped your mind that it was this weekend, and you had never considered the fact that Misha might be there. You plastered a smile on your face.

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