OFFICIALLY MOVED

"A secretary, not an actress."

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and it’s done! Sawyer is officially OVER HERE NOW! 

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Ive had this blog for 3 years- but i’m thinking of moving Sawyer to my toon multi too, that way it’d give her more attention. It might be time.

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tcthinecwnself·:

“Oh - no, no. Sawyer and I are not married she’s just my partner.”

“WORK PARTNER! Let me make that clear. Work partner.”

“It’s true. He’s so skinny that if you try to hug him, you’d get a paper cut. Not my kinda guy.” 

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tcthinecwnself·:

He scrunches up his nose at her response. “Then why does he seem so important? Why haven’t you told me about him?” Basil wasn’t exactly one to talk; it’s not like he’s told Sawyer about his little get togethers with Kitty.

She grits her teeth and shoves her yet again violated phone into her bag, taking in a breath. 

“And like you tell me everything, Partner?”

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tcthinecwnself·:

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“So …” That’s not her phone in his hand. And her certainly didn’t just go through it. “Who’s Oswald?”

And she certainly doesn’t swipe it out of his hands. 

“None of your business.”

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ofiink·:

“ He’s quite the life of the party even at hardcore bars, especially after his fourth root beer float. ”

“Y’kno, I never would’ve guessed.”

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youngestwarnersib·:

Cue Dot making a WAY bigger deal out of it than it is by throwing her hands in the air and getting up from the table with so much force that it knocks her chair back a few inches.  “FINE, THEN ONCE WE’RE MARRIED I’LL RUN AWAY FROM HOME AND YOU’LL NEVER HEAR FROM US AGAIN!  WE’RE GONNA LIVE IN THE TREE HOUSE FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES!!!!”

Sawyer blinks, used to Dot’s outbursts by now and smiles. 

“The treehouse huh? I mean, I suppose you could live there. I’d miss you so much if you wanted to go but, I’d understand. You gotta go where your heart takes you. But you’d also have to deal with the birds, and the weather, and man the climb up will be brutal when you’re older.....but as long as you’re happy.”

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ofiink·:

“ Exactly! We could save so much money if we ditched livin’ in the big city and move somewhere nice and secluded. No more company meddling or any of that crap anymore. ”

“I’m liking this idea more and more, but I’m not the one who’s going to have to tell the kids.”

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youngestwarnersib·:

“….. You bite your TONGUE.”

“Listen, back in the day, maybe, but now, he’s gross, and old and crazy. It’d be like marrying nasty old Mr. Plotz. We could find you someone SO much better.”

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youngestwarnersib·:

What is it with her family and freaking out about this stuff?!  People get married all the time!

“Dot honey, I love you, and support you, but Mel Gibson? Really? You could do so much better, sweetie.”

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ofiink·:

“ Well, Disney hasn’t been giving me any opportunities and probably never will, so count me in! We’ll move somewhere nice and secluded, maybe a nice, small town. Kinda like one my pops grew up in. ”

“And even if they did, you could just fly out and do it and fly back....and it’d probably be way less expensive than living smack dab in Hollywood.”

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ofiink·:

“ Oh, I’d love that. ”

“We can take our savings and the kids and go somewhere the business can never touch them again.”

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youngestwarnersib replied to your post: Plotz: Threatens the Warners Sawyer: You know that...

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whispers its ok hayley i still love u <3

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Plotz: Threatens the Warners Sawyer: You know that I could actually ruin you and not give a single care in the world right? Do you want that? It’s like you want me to hurt you.

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wabbitseezon·:

Does he dare speak to Sawyer? He has no doubts that she could bring the studio down crumbling, but—– she could also exert that power on him. He’d come inches from death for just looking into her glaring eyes. Maybe a common enemy would save him? Could this be his last day on Earth?

         “Do it.”

Golden eyes flicker from her work to him then once more to her work, with a mere shake of her head. She wasn’t expecting one of the biggest ‘successes’ to say that. 

“I’m sorry, but- Don’t you need attention to live?”