(completed) just some random supernatural imagines and preferences that I decided to write. (the first few imagines are really crappy but I swear they get better) {characters are not mine}
I never knew a thing about my father. My mother hid everything about him. She said he wouldn't have been a good father if he decided to stay. She says I'll probably never meet him, for my protection. - I answer the door to see a teen girl who looked a lot like.. Like me... "Are you Brendon, Urie? " the girl stutters...