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who is this emma and why is she in every imagine?????

Haha, well. 1st she’s not in every, though I’ll be the first to admit she’s probably in more than she needs to be because I think she’s awesome. But she used to work as Jared’s personal assistant and now just works with him as a business partner in many of his business ventures and they’ve grown to be good friends over the years.

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Imagine Buying Jared A New Dog

“Yeah he’s supposed to be out for like another hour” you spoke into your phone to your best friend, Calleigh. 

“Okay, I’m about to leave my house so I should be there in like thirty minutes.” you could hear his present bark a few times in the background. It’d been almost more than a year since Jared’s last dog had to be put down and he was finally going to be home for a good period of time after tour. It seemed like the perfect time to get him the new puppy you’d been planning on getting him. Calleigh and you hung up as you began picking up around the house, waiting for her to arrive. 

Calleigh arrived on time, knocking on your front door loudly as she always did. “Come on, I’ve got the kennel in the back of the car.” she smiled as you opened the door to see her holding the German Shepherd puppy in her arms. “Alright let’s get him inside and I’ll help you get it.” you respond, taking the dog from her and carrying him to the living room. “Stay here,” you ordered as you set him on the couch before hurrying outside to help Calleigh bring the kennel into the house. 

After setting it up in the corner while trying to make sure the new puppy didn’t run into anything and knock it over, Calleigh said goodbye and headed out. She’d been watching the dog for a couple days before you could find a time to get him into the house without Jared suspecting anything, you really wanted to surprise him because you knew how much he always liked dogs and he really missed Sky.

“Babe, I’m back.” Jared called out as you hear the door open twenty minutes later, jumping up from the ground from where you’d been sliding a towel around to entertain the puppy, picking it up with you.

“Babe!” you exclaim, running to the front door to meet him and grinning as you kissed his cheek, cradling the dog in your arms. 

“Hey- I-...” Jared let out an uncomfortable laugh as he looked at the puppy. “Who is this?” he asked as the puppy barked. 

“Your new dog,” you replied quickly, though you could tell something was wrong, he didn’t seem happy, at all. You tried to keep your mood up as you hoped his would switch in a moment as he realized what you’d done. 

But nothing in his demeanor seemed to change as he kept his attention down on the dog in your arms, “Oh. Cool.” He responded, “I’m gonna head to bed.” he continued, kissing your cheek and giving your arm a squeeze before heading upstairs, not giving you a chance to say anything. 

You stood in the entryway for a moment, frowning as you looked down at the, what you thought was adorable, puppy in your arms. “He’s probably just tired.” you mumble, as if the dog had his feelings hurt by his new owner. You kiss it’s head and walk back towards the living room, it wasn’t that late but you had to make sure nothing was wrong with Jared and you couldn’t just leave the puppy out so you slid him into his kennel and locked it before heading upstairs. 

“Hey, what’s wrong?” you ask carefully, walking into your room where you find your boyfriend already ready for bed. 

“Nothing I just wish you’d asked me.” he responded coldly, taking off his watch before walking over to get under the covers. 

“I wanted it to be a surprise though,”

“I don’t think I’m ready for a new dog. Sky hasn’t been go-”

“It’s been more than a year, Jared. You finally have time for a new dog.” You sigh, walking over to sit down on the edge of the bed. 

“Lay down. I really don’t even want to talk about this. Can you take it back?” he sighs, avoiding your eyes as he lays down. 

“It’s a he.” you correct him quickly. “Maybe..I don’t know. Calleigh was watching him, maybe she’ll want him.” you grumble, admittedly ticked off at your boyfriend’s complete lack of appreciation for your gesture. 

Jared let out some sort of noise as a response before closing his eyes. You roll your eyes and stand up, changing into your pajamas before shutting off the light and climbing into bed next to him, grabbing your phone to play on until you were actually tired. 

You groan, your phone buzz waking you up. It’s still dark out, you turn over the phone you’d fallen asleep holding and check the time, 2:47am. The notification had been someone retweeting you, you quickly toss your phone away onto a pile of clothes on the floor and turn over to curl up against your boyfriend when you realize he’s not in bed next to you. After a moment you sit up and look around, climbing up and walking out into the hallway to check the bathroom. 

After hearing a noise downstairs you begin walking down slowly, heading towards the only room with a light on, the living room. You smile softly, standing in the doorway as you see Jared sitting on the floor near the kennel, holding the sleeping puppy in his lap and scratching his back lightly. 

“You’re so cute. Sky would’ve liked you, Judas too.” you can’t help but let out a little laugh as you hear him, causing him to turn around quickly and flash one of his sleepy smiles at you. “Hey, I’m sorry about earlier I just- it’s weird. They were around together for so long and I lost one of ‘em but Sky was still here and now it’s like starting all over and I was just-”

“It’s fine,” you cut him off, shaking your head as you walk over to sit beside him, “I understand.”

You lean your head on his shoulder as you brush the puppy’s fur back, letting out a little hum after yawning. “I’m gonna name him Zeus.” Jared spoke softly, you weren’t sure if he was trying to make sure the puppy, or Zeus, didn’t wake up, or respect the fact it was almost 3am and you were awake for some reason. 

“Zeus is a cute name.” you approve, lifting your head to kiss his cheek. “I’m glad you like him.”

“I love him,” Jared corrects quickly, turning to kiss your lips before reminding you that you have to be up early and you should definitely be asleep. 

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Please write part 4 of falling for shannon leto please I'm begging you!! :(

I’m not going to continue someone else’s stories. I’m trying to write more but yeah all my stuff is original sorry!

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Imagine Meeting Jared at Starbucks

12:28pm. Okay. You have almost exactly three hours to finish this paper and get it turned in online. You and a couple of your friends were going to spend Spring Break following Mars around. The third show was today. Your midterm paper in your history class was also due today. The show tonight was 3 hours away from school though, so waiting until you finished your paper and driving wasn't an option. Your friends decided that you'd go and drop them off at the venue to wait in line while you found some place to work before meeting back up with them. 

You found a Starbucks close to the venue and it was honestly your best option despite the teenage girls in Uggs who continued to walk in and out to order venti frappuccinos and drink themselves into diabetic comas. 

You needed three more pages, which probably wouldn't have been too hard if you'd actually been paying attention all semester, but you were having to read all your documents now and it was getting very stressful. 

12:30pm, you glance at the time again. It'd only been two minutes but you were frustrated at the fact you hadn't written or read anything in those two minutes. You turned up the music on your headphones a little louder, hoping it would help you concentrate when you saw a group of guys walked in, there were maybe 7 of them which seemed a little odd. They got in line and it didn't take you long to recognize Jared and a few members of the crew. 

Your heart races for a split second as you weigh your options of getting up and saying hi or not. You look back at the blank page on your screen and shake your head, you were going to the show tonight, it didn't really matter and you didn't want to seem like a creepy stalker and run up to say hi. You wouldn't even know what to say. Everyone runs up and says hi. It wasn't like you'd be memorable in anyway if you were to do the same. 

So you go back to writing your paper. Someone must have seen the multiple Mars symbol stickers on the back of your laptop because you could see from the corners of your eyes that they all took turns glancing over towards you as they waited for their drinks. But you tried to act like you couldn't tell though you did lower the volume completely of your music so if they said anything you could hear them. 

You forced your fingers to type out an entire paragraph before you spotted Jared walking over with his coffee in hand. He stood next to the table you were at but didn't say anything. He probably thought you were an idiot for having not noticed him and not saying anything, it was clear you were a big fan. Holding yourself down in the chair you think quickly it might be fun to mess with him. 

"Please don't bother me right now, I'm busy" you mutter just loud enough that he'd know you were talking to him without glancing up from your computer as you pulled out one of your earbuds. You typed another few words. 

Jared didn't say anything, he let out a slight laugh though before beginning to say something but quickly stopping as he realized you weren't giving him the time of day. You could tell he was trying not to laugh as he walked back over to the group he had come in with. 

Some of them were still waiting for their drinks when your glanced over and caught Jared's eye for a split second. He was still watching you for some reason. You looked back at your screen quickly and went back to typing, sipping the last of your coffee. 

A couple minutes later, a new drink was being set beside your old one and Jared was sitting down across from you, "Do you hate me or something?" he asked as you glared up from your computer, clearly more annoyed than you'd meant to seem. 

"No, I just drove three hours with my friends so they could get in line for your show and I have to finish my midterm or I'm going to flunk out of school. I just really don't have time to be talking." you flashed a smile at him before looking back at your screen. 

"What're you writing?" he inquired, trying to lean over and glance at the screen. 

"You're very nosey." you laugh as you turn your laptop away from him.

"I like your stickers."

"I'd hope so." The two of you sat there for a minute as you quickly typed out another sentence that just came to mind before you glanced at the coffee he had set down. "Did you buy me coffee?"

"I thought you hated me," he shrugged as if it were nothing. You noticed that it was exactly what you'd ordered before, he must have asked the barista.  

"I don't hate you, I just like my 3.7 GPA more than I feel the need to act like a groupie."

"I don't have groupies," Jared scoffed and shook his head. "That was in like, 2006."

"You have groupies, don't be stupid. You're just a little harder to get to than you were in 2006."

He rolled his eyes and took a sip of his own drink, "Where are your friends?" 

"Sitting at the venue. They were first in line when I dropped them off," 

"Kinda fucked up you're making them hold your spot."

"I'd do it for them." You shrugged as you could feel him watching you while you typed out another couple sentences. 

One of the guy's he'd walked in with motioned towards him and Jared nodded back. "Here," he grabbed a napkin and began scribbling something down before passing it to you. "What's your name? I'll tell them you're calling. Just call Reni, this is the number. We'll get you and your friends some VIP tickets, or maybe just them since they're the ones sitting outside waiting to get to the front." 

You smile and take the napkin with the number on it, introducing yourself and shaking his hand as he stood up to leave. "Thanks," you nod, setting the number aside to call as soon as you finished the paper. 

"Good luck on your paper," Jared laughed as he waved and headed out of the coffee shop with the group he'd come in with. 

You sit there for a moment and try not to laugh and call your friends immediately. "Finish. Your. Paper." you state out loud to yourself, glancing at the napkin with Reni's number on it, using it as your new form of motivation as you began coming up with sentences to type faster than you had been this entire time sitting here.

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Hiiii!! ^-^ Because I know that you're more likely to check this blog, I was wondering if you were going to add any more 'Shannon Leto imagines' to his imagines blog? :3

I need to go through the suggestions I've gotten and please feel free to send more! I really want to write for Shannon more it's just harder than it is for me to write as jared. 

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omg you are baaaaaaack 😱❤❤❤❤ I love your stories so much and I'm very very happy that you're writing new ones 😄

Thank you!!!! I'm glad I'm back now too haha.

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Imagine Jared Trying To Convince You Not To Get Breast Implants

It might have been silly, actually you knew it would seem silly to almost anyone else. But it wasn't for anyone else, it never had been and that was what most people didn't understand. You knew you didn't need it but on that same not you knew that if you were to get the boob job you'd been saving up years for you'd feel so much prettier. And it wasn't ever a problem with your own confidence either, the word arrogant was used by people who mistook your confidence for arrogance. 

"You're not really going to do that, are you?" your boyfriend asked as he turned onto the 101 to head south towards the restaurant you were meeting some friends at for dinner. 

"Do what?" you ask, looking up from your phone.

"The boob job." Jared clarified with a slight laugh. 

"Yeah," you reply slightly confused, the two of you had talked about it before and you'd never given any hint that the box of money you were saving in your jeans' drawer was a joke so why he'd ask now was beyond you. 

"What?" He sounded surprised. 

"What do you mean, what?" You laugh now, he must be kidding. 

"You don't need a boob job, that's all I'm saying." he shrugs as he looks over at you with a half smile. 

"But I want one, you know that, I've always wanted one." 

"I like your boobs the way they are." 

"You'll like them a lot more when they're perky and a perfect size B." you grin to yourself. "I already have a surgery date. You know that." you repeat, as if while sitting in the infamous Los Angeles traffic, Jared has had a memory lapse. 

"Okay but, why? I know you've told me but can we just think about this again? I mean I look at you and I see a beautiful woman who is already perfect. So your boobs aren't a perfect size B? they're real. And it's not like they're non-existent or too big." he turned down the radio a little, an act you knew meant he really wanted to have a serious conversation about it.

"I don't have to explain it to yo-"

He cut you off by holding up his hand to stop you, but you knew you were right, it was your body and you could do anything you wanted with it. "I'm not making you explain it for me, I want you to explain it to yourself before you do something that yeah maybe you'd like to do but you for no reason have to do."

"I know that but I want to. I'll feel better about myself."

"I don't know how many times I can tell you I think you're perfect just as you are. I know it's a 'routine' procedure at this point but there's always risk when you go under and I don't want you to have to do that." He glanced over at you and reached for your hand, rubbing his thumb against the back of it for a moment before flashing you a grin and laughing as he continued, "If you get a boob job then they won't be the little boobies I know and love. Your boobs and I are in a very serious relationship. They're the perfect little love lumps."

"Stop talking!" you laugh, shaking your head as you use your free hand to hide your face in embarrassment. 

"What!? It's true! Look I know you might think you'll feel better about yourself but why? I mean you're beautiful, you know that, I know you do. So why would you do this?"

"I don't know," you finally respond. Because he's right, in his stupid way he's explaining to you why he's right. And while you sat there trying to think of another good reason why you'd do it Jared released your hand from his and moved to give each of your breasts a quick squeeze. You push his hand away and laugh. "I hate you."

"You love me, and so do your boobs." he smirks as he pulls off the highway. "I'm not telling you what to do, I'm just telling you to think about it." 

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hey can you write an imagine where the girl wants to get a boob job but jared tries to convince her not to? (sounds stupid i know,but i think it can be cute :) )

This is definitely happening next. 

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are you posting any more jared imagines soon? youre really good

Just posted one!

I know I've been gone so so long but I think my little spark is coming back so expect more for sure! and keep sending in ideas!

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Imagine Jared and You Having To Deal With Your Terminal Illness.(Part 3)

"You don't have to do this." you whisper, breaking the silence between you and your fiancé as you laid next to each other in bed. 

"I want this, I wouldn't have asked you again if I didn't want it." He smiled, leaning forward to kiss the tip of your nose. "I just want you to feel better tomorrow. Go to sleep, you know I'll be right here when you wake up. And then your mom and your friends are gonna be here with you until the ceremony and then I'll be by your side all night." he ran his fingers through your hair as he whispered back to you. 

You closed your eyes and tried to force the nauseous feeling to pass, but you knew it wouldn't. The plan had been for Jared to sleep on the couch and leave in the morning, the groom wasn't supposed to see the bride before the wedding, but when you started getting sick you both agreed through the bathroom door that that rule could be broken. 

So you did your best to fall asleep as quickly as you could as he held you, trying to forget about the ever present reality that you were both living in.

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Luckily you'd woken up and didn't feel like projectile vomiting. After a light breakfast Jared had left with Shannon and you'd left with your mom and bridesmaids to get ready. 

Your mom was already beginning to cry by the time you got to the church and you tried your best to comfort her, though you weren't quite sure if she was crying because she was happy or because she was worried the chemo wasn't going to work. It was probably a mix of both. Your half of the wedding party made it's way in and began to line up as you had rehearsed. You gripped onto your bouquet tightly and watched as each of your bridesmaids walked into the church with a groomsman. Every single one of your best friends looked amazing in the dresses you'd picked, you'd been lucky to find one that flattered everyone.

And then it was your turn, your dad stepped forward and you linked your arm with his, smiling as he kissed your cheek before the music changed to 'Here Comes the Bride' and he led you into the church. 

You'd seen the decorations, hell you ordered the decorations and were quite the bridezilla when it came to making sure that everything was perfect. But there's nothing that could prepare you for actually walking down the aisle in your wedding. Walking down the aisle with your dad it took everything you had not to cry. You'd never been one for praying but all you could do when your eyes locked with Jared's was beg God you wouldn't completely breakdown and ruin your makeup. The two of you looked at each other and nothing else mattered, your cancer, the music, everyone else in this church, nothing mattered as Jared smiled at you just as he always had. 

Jared wasn't ever one to look nervous, but as you stepped up and your dad handed you off to him your soon to be husband looked as if he may faint. After handing your bouquet to your maid of honor the ceremony continued. And then came the time for each of you to say your vows. 

You both had put off writing them for as long as you could, you honestly weren't even sure if Jared had written anything or if he was just going to wing it. Jared turned towards Shannon who quickly pulled out a folded up piece of paper from his breast pocket, handing it to his brother. Jared unfolded it, flashing you a cheeky smile before clearing his throat as he began reading. 

"So, um, I wrote everything down, and I'm going to read it straight from this page because if I try to do anything else I'll cry in front of all of you," he let out a slightly nervous laugh as he flicked his eyes to yours for a moment before looking back at the paper. You could see it written in his all-caps handwriting, scribbles and arrows as if he'd changed 5,000 things but hadn't wanted to just recopy it onto another sheet. "Wow, I never, in a million years thought I'd meet someone like you. Someone who showed up out of nowhere at a time in my life I really, really needed that. You came out of no where and hit me like a freight train. It wasn't until I met you that I realized I had no idea what love was, I thought I did but nothing I'd ever had before compared to what I feel for you. And I love you so much more, every single day. Every time you smile and every time you laugh. We've been through so much and I know we're going to have to go through a lot more." he paused for a moment after his voice cracked, shaking his head as if to stop himself from crying before reading again. "I swear to you no matter what happens we're gonna get through it, we're gonna get through this," he added softer, looking to you from the paper, the quivering of his tone causing tears to begin streaming down your cheeks. "You're so strong, and I'm so blessed to be able to say I get to watch you be strong everyday. You make me stronger. I'm always going to be right here, supporting you and fighting next to you for anything you want. I will love you until the end of time." He ended slowly, shaking his head as he wiped his eyes and let out another laugh before wiping your own eyes with his thumb.

You waited a second as he folding the paper back up and slid it into his own breast pocket, you made a mental note to make sure and ask for it later or he might end up throwing it away on accident. "Well," you started after sniffling and making sure you were sufficiently calm, "I didn't write anything down, I don't ever write things down despite trying to force myself for ten years. But whatever I- well I thought of everything that I wanted to say one night you were really sad. And that might sound weird but, I sort of realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Or at least doing everything I could to make you happy. Because these past 4 years I've known you that's all you've done, you've made me happier than I ever thought I could be and if I can make you even a tenth of that happy then I know I've done a good job at this whole life thing. When everything happened...I was really scared I didn't know what was going to happen and I don't think I would have ever made it through these last 5 months without you. I'm sorry this all is going on, I'd do anything to stop it all and I know you would too. But for however long I get to call you my husband I swear to you I'll be the best wife you could ever ask for. I'll even let you do movies where I have to watch you kiss other girls..or guys." you both laughed softly, as did everyone else in the church. "I just can't thank you enough for being more amazing than I ever could have imagined. I love you, more than I could ever explain."

Letting out a relieved sigh you laughed again, you did it, got through it, didn't cry, at least not loudly.  You both must have zoned out as the priest continued his part because he had to clear his throat before you both realized it was over, 

"You may kiss the bride," he repeated, barely finishing before Jared wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer, pressing his lips firmly against yours. Everyone clapped and you couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as Jared rested his forehead against yours after barely breaking the kiss. 

"How are you feeling?" your new husband quickly asked as he pressed a kiss to your cheek. 

"Perfect," you replied as the two of you began back down the aisle towards the exit of the church. 

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Please please do another imagine, i've just found your page and i LOVE it!!!

Midterms are currently underway at my uni but as soon as their done and I have more time I will start writing again. 

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do you think jared has any kinks or fetishes?

Everyone does. I'm sure he does. 

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your imagines used to be so good...

I know. They've sucked lately and I'll be the first to admit it. I lost my talent to write them and I apologize. I've been trying to find it again and it's just sorta flickered out. 

I'll try harder. Again, I'm sorry.

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What is your honest opinion on jared hanging out with Chloe a lot lately...?

I just like don’t care. I really don’t think they’re dating but if they are then great, whatever. I still just think they’re good friends. I’m not going to runaround saying mean things because I’m jealous of her like some people do. 

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Imagine Jared Getting His Role In My So-Called Life (continuation of this imagine)

You were about to graduate college and God only knew what you were going to do with your life afterwards. After switching majors about twenty times you settled on English but you really had no idea why. What were you going to do with an English degree? Teach? Hell no. You hated kids. 

"Just work for me," Jared laughed as you voiced your concerns, he sprawled out on the floor of the small apartment your parents were helping you, Jared and Shannon rent for your last year of school with the plan of you staying there after graduation and getting a job so you could start paying for it yourself.

"And are you going to pay me?" you scoff, glancing up from your nearly brand new Apple Macintosh computer where you were writing an essay on Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales.

"Nah, well not yet. We'll start a drug ring and then I'll have lots of money to pay you with." he continued as he flipped through the newspaper he'd picked up outside on the sidewalk earlier that day. 

You just rolled your eyes and continued to type for a minute. "You know I don't like that shit."  After meeting Jared at Griffith park a couple years ago and convincing your parents to let him stay with you the two of your had become best friends, when Shannon did finally move out the two of them became like extra big brothers that you really didn't need but didn't mind, your real brother had moved up to San Fran anyways. But you'd helped and watched as Jared dealt with his minor drug problem, but minor or not a drug problem is a drug problem.

The door to the apartment opened and Shannon walked in, dropping the keys to the car him and Jared shared on the counter before going to the fridge to grab a beer. The two of you hadn't been as successful in trying to get Shannon to stop with his drug problem but you were both still trying, at least it was easier to keep an eye on him when you were all living together. You went back to writing your paper and Jared back to reading until the phone rang and Shannon made his way over to pick it up. "Hey." he muttered into it, taking another swig of his beer. "Yeah...one second." he stated before pulling the phone away and covering the microphone end with his hand. "Dude," he tried to talk quietly but get Jared's attention at the same time. "It's some studio. ABC I think they said. Did you audition for something?"

"Not in forever.." Jared looked confused as he stood up and walked over to take the phone. "Hello?" he asked into it. You and Shannon both watched on in anticipation. Jared had been getting small guest roles in tv shows and a few things in tv movies and the three of you were all waiting for him to get his big break, you knew it was coming eventually. 

His look of confusion faded as he began to smile, giving short responses to whoever was on the other side of the phone line. "Yes, Yes okay. Monday at 8. Definitely. I'll be there." he finally gave more than a 1 word response. "Thank you....yeah...okay...bye. See you Monday." he said hanging up the phone. 

"What was that?" Shannon finally asked. 

"Remember when I auditioned for the tv show a few months ago?" Jared couldn't wipe the grin from his face as he glanced over at you, leaning back against the counter, "you helped me run the lines. My So-Called Life."

"Oh yeah, I remember that." you nod finally. "Wait did you get it?" 

"Yeah, that, that was the casting director Linda she said they really loved me." You shot up from your chair and ran over to give Jared a huge hug. This was his first recurring role on a show, and from what you read his character had potential to become more important that he already was. 

 "We should celebrate!" Shannon exclaimed, holding his beer up in a sort of mock toast. 

"Yeah come on let's go out," you agree, pulling away from the hug, heading towards your room. "I'll go get ready."

"What about your paper?" Jared asks with a laugh. 

You shrug and continue on to your room to start getting ready for the night. You figured you could write the paper later. 

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BY THE END OF THE WEEK THERE WILL BE A NEW IMAGINE

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Hello! I was deeply impressed by your story "Imagine Having Sex With Jared For The First Time", so I was wondering, can I translate your work into Russian to share it with other people from Russia? I will mention you as the author and give a link to your original text.

Go for it! As long as I'm getting credit you guys can do anything you want translating wise with my work.