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camisado // panic! at the disco

Panic! dog ficlet

When Sarah got back from the dog park, she could hardly hold back her giggles. Brendon raised an eyebrow in question. “Penny”, she informed him and her voice sounded like a proud mother, “Penny Lane has found herself a little girlfriend!”

Brendon glanced at their French Bulldog and she seemed to be grinning at him. He picked her up and cuddled her with barely subdued excitement. “You’re all grown up now, aren’t you?”

Sarah eagerly narrated the story of how she’d met a guy while she’d been playing with the dogs and how Dottie had apparently fallen in love with his dog. “It was so adorable. They were totally inseparable!” she gushed. “I didn’t get the guy’s name though. Don’t think I’ve seen him before, but maybe he was a fan. He seemed to recognize me.”

Well, of course Brendon wanted to take the dogs the next time. Parental responsibility- meeting your kid’s significant other and all. Or maybe he just wanted to play with a cute dog. Soon enough, a guy walked by with a droopy eared Bassett hound on a leash. He was clad in a leather jacket and skinny jeans and his face, though partially obscured by his dark sunglasses seemed strangely familiar.. but Brendon was quickly distracted by the way Penny started tugging on her leash. Her girlfriend, responded with a pleased bark. Bogart, Brendon’s older dog, was probably rolling his eyes at the blatant PDA.

The other man watched the yapping dogs bounding around eachother with a little smile on his face. And Brendon.. Brendon was pretty sure he knew that smile.

“A pretty pair of girls, aren’t they? ”, he looked at the guy curiously, “What’s she called?”

The man stared at him and Brendon couldn’t see past his Ray Bans, couldn’t understand what he was thinking. But when he spoke, the man’s voice was low and his smile tired.

“Dorothy, but it’s Dottie to friends..”

She just seems different, you know? I don’t know, I just got a feeling about her. You know when a song comes on and you just gotta dance?
—  Dean, Blue Valentine

Did I say I love crossovers??????? Here’s some of Elijah Wood & Samuel Barnett filmography crossover

actually I wanted to make one more with Todd(Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency) and Leonard(Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps…whoa these names are long) but became too lazy plus I’ve got bunch of things I should be drawing hahaha

and yeah I’ve watched all of these movies/shows they’re all pretty good!!! please check them out



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Things Change Pt.13

True talk, I almost cried while writing this, that’s how terrible this chapter is. I got mad at myself, that’s how terrible this chapter is. Read at your own risk.

Part 12

She was looking at him when it happened. She was turned away from the window; from the car that T-boned her side of the SUV. The look of pure shock on Derek’s face, milliseconds before she heard the bloodcurdling sound of metal colliding, was her only indication that something was about to happen. That was the last clear memory she’d had.

The first memory she’d had after that was when she was taken into the ER. When she opened her eyes, everything hurt. Her head, her arm, her leg and her back. And her stomach…

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Things Change Pt.11

If you want to hate me even more, listen to the song I listened to while writing this.

Part 10

“You promise I’ll get to stay up late tonight for my birthday?” Ryan sought to confirm as Owen led him to day care. Their original plan was to go for the ultrasound and then take him out for ice cream and a movie, but with Amelia not answering her phone and 2PM only  an hour away, Owen wasn’t so sure anymore.

“I promise,” the trauma surgeon said, gently guiding the little boy by his shoulders. “And you’ll get two ice cream cones too.” Ryan looked up at him and grinned, nodding before rushing off to go play with Bailey. Sighing stressfully, Owen pulled his phone out of his pocket, checking for any missed calls from Amelia. Nothing.

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