Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 77
He imagined himself wrapping his fingers around that murderer's throat and squeezing just like this. he imagined looking into that single eye as it realized what was happening, growing wide with terror and bugging right out of the socket.
Ranoria: As Fates Collide
She imagined an image of a fearsome battle-ax, and as the image of this ax became clearer and clearer in her mind, the staff began to react.
Living For Their Families in a Lime Green Truck - Song Lyrics (Feel free to actually make a song of it)
imagine there's no forks. it's easy if you try. no pianos in england, above us only books. imagine all the people, living for their families... you may say i'm an idiot, but i'm not the only one.
The Life of Another - Chapter 16
"i dunno" i said "i guess he works out but i can't imagine he's doing that the whole time. he even did it over the weekend. must just be his routine."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 50
She could imagine them as a torrent pouring from her broken heart, filling her up and spilling from her eyes.
Primal Instincts
He forced himself to imagine the rest of the swamp in his mind to keep his mind from wandering back to that itch inside of him.
Ash and Song Chapter One
imagined the brush of golden hair against his arm. imagined— he forced his thoughts still. he schooled his features into something calm. “if it is not an imposition,” he said evenly.
wander ~ Chapter 15
imagine... imagine being stuck on a homework problem in your calculus class, and then being expected to explain it front to back to someone else. "i don't really know. it's, like... i've been feeling. a whole lot, ever since i met him.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 11
Every time he spoke her name, every time he touched her arm, every time he _looked_at her, she imagined him doing the exact same thing to his fox. did he imagine such things, too? did he wish he could rather be with sarah, the mother of his bastard dosa?
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
_[imagine you are fletcher fulbright.]_
Shouting at the Forest - 0x00
Kurn tried to imagine the taste of warm yak butter, smooth and funky, and how it would pair with tea.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 1
"i....imagine so.." "how old are you jandar? i must admit i am not good with human ages." ramakox descended towards his cave, tensing his muscles to back-wing. "i am.....seven....how old are you?"