#Greenway House

[cozy4countrycottages]

Greenway House,the home of Dame Agatha Christie,creator of sleuths Hercule Poirot & Miss Marple

Greenway Road, Galmpton,Brixham,Devon,England TQ5 0ES

[blackramhall]

Agatha Christie’s Greenway House by Julie Price

Blackram Hall: whodunit, murder mystery, hardboiled, pulp, crime, thriller, italian giallo, noir and neo-noir, detectives and serial killers, spy stories, vintage, manor houses, art, life and death.

[bombxs]

– Siento que a los de la Alius les pega ser parte del universo de The Owl House, tengo la idea de que en algún momento X terminaron en el mundo humano.

– El HiroMido me recuerda al Lumity, siento que Luz se llevaría bien con Jordan y Amity con Xavier js.

[peterpecksen]

British Columbia Road Trip

We have had an absolutely fantastic time during our 10 week swing through beautiful British Columbia. Through Karen’s organizational skills we ended up doing five house sits in five different locations around southern BC. We ran the gambit of animal personalities from dogs that were deaf, to obsessed with squirrels, to chickens that were just a little too curious at times. To blind Truffle who…

[suetravelblog]

The Thin Place - Oregon Contemporary Theatre

[thethief1996]

Israel has just bombed a hospital where hundreds of wounded and refugees were taking solace. Journalists in Gaza have reported there was hardly a single body whole in the aftermath (If you can stomach it, there's a video of a father holding what remains of his child). At least 500 people killed by IOF soldiers, who planned this action, got into an airplane and dropped that bomb willingly. The deadliest attack in five wars, according to the Ministry of Health.

Israel has denied ownership of the attack and said it was a misfired Hamas rocket. Originally, they celebrated it on their social media, saying they had destroyed a Hamas target, treating the deaths like an unfortunate collateral. After international backlash, they posted videos to their social media claiming it was a Hamas rocket. The video, though, shows a second explosion 40 minutes after the airstrike, and they edited it our of their tweet in a pathetic attempt at covering up.

Israel has said multiple times that they were going to bomb hospitals. They told doctors to evacuate and leave their patients to death because they were going to bomb, namely: Al Shifa, Shuhada Al Aqsa and the Quwaiti Hospital. Al Shifa housed at least 10.000 refugees and wounded, and worked as a hub for the press because it was one of the only hospitals that still had working generators. Medical crew worked with sirens blaring to signal the hospitals were not empty. This was a purposeful massacre. These people died hungry, thirsty and in pain because of the Israeli government's cruelty.

CNN and other media outlets already tried to pin the blame on Hamas, parroting back the pathetic propaganda being sold by the IOF. Even in death, Palestinians can't be respected and are used to further their own oppression. These people's deaths are not going to be in vain. Within our lifetimes, Palestine will be free.

Take action. The Labour Party in the UK had an emergency meeting today after several councilors threatened to resign if they didn't condemn Israeli war crimes. Calling to show your complaints works.

FOR PEOPLE IN THE USA: USCPR has developed this toolkit for calls

FOR PEOPLE IN THE UK: Friends of Al-Aqsa UK and Palestine Solidarity UK have made toolkits for calls and emails

FOR PEOPLE IN GERMANY: Here's a toolkit to contact your representatives by Voices in Europe for Peace

FOR PEOPLE IN IRELAND: Here's a toolkit by Voices in Europe for Peace

FOR PEOPLE IN POLAND: Here's a toolkit by Voices in Europe for Peace

FOR PEOPLE IN DENMARK: Here's a toolkit by Voices in Europe for Peace

FOR PEOPLE IN SWEDEN: Here's a toolkit by Voices in Europe for Peace

Protests in support have already erupted in Beirut, Madrid and Rabat in response to the shelling of the hospital. Join your local protest and raise your voices. For people in the US, Israel has just asked for additional $10bi in aid on top of the annual $3.8bi already given to them. Palestinians are asking that you refuse this loudly, with their every breath.

Here's a constantly updating list of protests:

Global calendar

USA calendar

Here are upcoming events:

WASHINGTON, DC: Outside Congress on 18/10 at 12 PM

WASHINGTON, DC: NATIONAL MARCH in front of the White House on 4/11 at 12 PM

SAN DIEGO: 2125 Pan American E Rd. (Spreckles Organ Pavillion) on 18/10 at 7 PM

NEW YORK: 72nd st. And 5th ave., Brooklyn on 21/10 at 2 PM

NEW YORK: CUNY Grad Building on 18/10 at 2 PM

NEW YORK: Oct 18, 5pm, Steinway & Astoria Blvd.

DALLAS: 1954 Commerce Street (Dallas Morning News Building) on 19/10 at 3 PM

[CAR RALLY] KITCHENER-WATERLOO: Fairview Park, 2960 Kingsway Dr. on 18/10 at 6 PM

KITCHENER-WATERLOO: CBC Building, 117 King St. W on 19/10 at 5 PM

HOUSTON: Zionist Consulate, 24 Greenway Plaza on 18/10 at 4 PM

OMAHA: 72nd St & Dodge St on 18/10 at 6 PM

SAINT PAUL, MN: Oct. 18, 5:30pm. State Capitol, 75 Rev Dr Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd.

BALTIMORE: Oct 20, 6pm. Baltimore City Hall

DUBLIN: Leinster House, Kildare Street, Dublin 1 on 18/10 at 5 PM

THURLES: Liberty Square on 19/10 at 7 PM

LURGAN: Market Street on 21/10 at 3 PM

PORTO ALEGRE: Rua João Alfredo, 61 on 18/10 at 19h

RIO DE JANEIRO: Cinelândia on 19/10 at 17h

RECIFE: Parque Treze de Maio on 19/10 at 17h

MANAUS: Teatro Amazonas, Largo de São Sebastião on 19/10 at 17h

SÃO PAULO: Praça Oswaldo Cruz on 22/10 at 11h

FOZ DO IGUAÇU: Praça da Paz on 22/10 at 9h

TSHWANE: Belgrade Square Park, Jan Shoba Street on 20/10 at 10 AM

VEREENIGING: Roshnee Sports Grounds on 21/10 at 14h30

Feel free to add more resources

[stevenvenn]

House of All - There’s More (s/t) The original members of The Fall have reformed (of course without Mark E. Smith R.I.P.) and put together a new debut as the band House of All. Going to be a great listen for those of us who have been missing The Fall. Bandcamp audio here. Nothing on Spotify yet but the album’s being released in May. You can also watch this video of the guys getting together in the studio here.

[cameronspecial]

can you release another let me,angel chapter on jan 28 bc it’s my birthday 😁😁😁😁😁

You Need To Talk To Daddy, Baby

Pairing: Frat!Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings:  N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.6K

A/N: Happy Birthday, Anon! I hope it's okay that this is after their uni days.

Masterlist

Asher runs up to his mother, who is waiting outside of the elementary school for her son. Y/N takes him into her arms and carries him to the car. She gets the six-year-old buckled into his car seat before getting into the driver’s seat. The car ride home was filled with a mini-concert between the mother and son. When they get home, they both notice the car in the driveway. Rafe swings the door open at the sound of his wife’s engine and jogs out in his work suit. Asher is quick to hop into his father’s arms. The family heads into the house and goes to get a snack in the kitchen. “Mommy, are Auntie Sarah and Uncle John still coming over tomorrow?” Asher asks with the heel of his feet hitting the cabinet. Y/N looks up from the tea she is making, “Yes, Baby. They are coming for dinner. Why do you want to know?” “Because I have to write about my hero for homework and I want to write about Uncle John,” her son announces. The sound of the knife hitting the cutting board stops at what Asher says. Y/N glances at her husband to see the frown on his face. He places his cutting tool down on the board and leaves the room.

“Rafe, wait,” Y/N tries to halt her husband. He doesn’t listen as he makes his way into their bedroom. The mother turns to her son and approaches him. “What’s wrong with Daddy?” Asher worries, trying to get down from the counter. Y/N keeps him on the counter, “I think he is a little hurt that he isn’t your hero.” The young boy’s face matches his father’s frown. “But he is my hero.”

“Then why do you want to write about Uncle John?”

“Because Mrs. Greenway said that we can’t write about our parents. She wants us to talk to other people.”

“Oh, well I think you need to talk to Daddy, Baby. Maybe explain that to him.”

Asher nods and holds his hand up so Y/N can help him down. She helps him off of the counter, watching him as he goes to talk to Rafe. Rafe turns at the sound of footsteps approaching the room. He turns in the other direction to wipe his tears away. He knows it’s a little silly to be upset about not being his son’s hero, most kids wouldn’t say their parents either, but it digs into Rafe’s fear of not being a good enough father. If Rafe isn’t Asher’s hero, then does that mean Asher doesn’t feel safe with him? Does that mean that Rafe isn’t providing for his son? “Daddy?” The tike’s voice spins Rafe toward him. “Hey, Bud. Is everything okay?” Rafe questions, going to pick his son up. Asher nods, “I’m sorry I made you sad, Daddy.” “It’s okay. You didn’t mean to, Bud. Why don’t you tell me more about your project? Do you need to interview Uncle John?” Rafe reassures his son. Asher gives a small smile, “Yes, Mrs. Greenway gave me a paper with the questions. I have to write the answer on the line. Daddy?” Rafe watches his son look up at him with wide eyes. “Yeah, Bud?” “You are my hero. I have to ask Uncle John the questions because Mrs. Greenway said I can’t ask Mommy or Daddy,” the boy explains.

A wide grin grows on Rafe’s face and Y/N watches from the doorway as her husband pulls their son into a hug. “How about we photocopy your assignment so you can interview Daddy too? Daddy could put it in his office,” she suggests. Rafe flinches at the surprise that his wife is in the room. Asher turns to his mother and his head vigorously moves up and down. “Yeah! I want to in-ter-view Daddy,” he agrees. Y/N starts toward the home office and Rafe follows her in tow. The family spends the afternoon interviewing each other and now, those transcripts are proudly displayed on their kitchen fridge.

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @wickedlovely121 @queen-shadow22 @victory-in-the-llama @drewsmusee @starkowswife @maybankslover

[ofmdrecaps]

11/17-18/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Con O'Neill; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Minnie Driver; Dominic Burgess; Anapela Polata'ivao; Brian Gattas & Connor Barrett; Nat Torress; Articles; Transgender Awarness Week; Last Chance for OFMD Buys Boats!!; Fan Spotlight: Frames for the New Unicorn; Our Flag Means Fanfiction; Love Notes;

Hey crew! Sorry it's been a bit of a week over here between work and home stuff so I'm always like 4 days behind. I'm trying to catch up and will when I can. For now, here's a big ol pile of news!

= Rhys Darby =

Well as you can probably tell Rhys is super busy at the moment! Two interviews today! Now that's overkill! You're a lunatic and I love it!

More show dates!

Aotearoa dates!

WGN - 27 MAR, Opera House

CHC - 29 Mar, Isaac Theatre Royal

AKL - 3-4 APR, Bruce Mason Centre

You can get tickets on Rhysdarby.com w/password ROBOT

for UK / Ireland Tickets:

Order tickets on Mickperrin.com w/password RDPRIORITY24

Source: Rhys' Instagram

More Daily Doodles!

Sad news Daily Doodle Fans:

Source: Rhys Darby's Free Substack

= Taika Waititi =

More Interior Chinatown interviews!

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= Con O'Neill =

PSA from Con on Bsky!

Source: Con O'Neill's bsky

= Samba Schutte =

Samba attended the Hell Hath No Fury Premiere!!

Source: Samba's Instagram Stories

= Minnie Driver =

Happy 6th anniversary to Minnie and Addison (Nov 17th!)

Source: Minnie Driver Instagram

= Vico Ortiz =

Vico is on Bluesky!

Source: Vico's Bluesky (Special thanks to Chloe, aka gheyandwoke for bringing it to my attention! It's also Vico and Ane's 3 year anniversary! Congrats you two <3

Source: Vico's Instagram

More news for Vico-- they will be performing in “Tales of the Transcestors: The Divine” in the Greenway Court Theatre in CA! "Tales of the Transcestors: The Divine is a must-see World Premiere that reimagines folklore, mythologies, and spiritual guides across time and cultures. Through three interwoven stories rooted in Native Hawaiian tradition (Kapaemahu), Islamic mysticism (djinn), and spiritual alchemy (the Rebis), the production unearths personal and cultural histories to reclaim trans wisdom, healing, power, and joy. Tales of the Transcestors: The Divine captures the tension between inherited memory and lived experience, building a portal for audiences to enter a "world between worlds"—where lineage, desire, time, and space are fluid and ever-shifting."

Show Dates and Times:

Thursday December 12th - Doors: 7:30pm, Show 8pm.

Friday December 13th - Doors: 7:30pm, Show 8pm

Saturday December 14th - Doors: 2:30pm, Show 3pm - *ASL Interpreted* Show followed by Talkback

Saturday December 14th - Doors: 7:30pm, Show 8pm

Ticket information

Source: Celebrationthtr and Vico's Instagram Stories

= Anapela Polata'ivao =

Official Tinā poster is up!

Source: Tinā Film Instagram

= Brian Gattas & Connor Barrett =

I am feeling like a goober but I forgot the context of where our Hornberry and Siegfried were at! If you happen to know please let me know-- getting to see Mr. Barrett dance though really made my day!

Source: Brian Gattas Instagram Stories

= Nat Torres =

Nat once again keeping us fed with the adorable pup content.

Source: Nat Torres Instagram

= Dominic Burgess =

Dominic doesn't just collect kitties, he collects physical media as well! He was kind enough to share some of it with us! (I'm a physical media hoarder so I was excited).

Source: Dominic's Bluesky

== Articles ==

Thank you so @adoptourcrew for sharing this article from The Geekiary!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Bsky

== Transgender Awareness Week ==

The fabulous These/Thems have shared a very instructional video with out bestie Vico on the differences between cis, genderqueer and trans! Check it out below!

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== Tiny Crew Big Raffle ==

More updates from OFMD Buys Boats! The raffle closes 23:59 Thursday 21st November 2024 (GMT)! So if you want to donate and enter for the raffle remember to get to it right away!

How to Enter

Source: OFMD Buys Boats Instagram

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Frames For The New Unicorn =

This beautiful collaboration by so many of our crewmates is finally up! Check out this beautiful dedication to Izzy and Con O'Neill! To learn more about the project, see the individual frames and who made them, please check out their linktr.ee!

Source: So Many Places, going with the Youtube Channel

= Other Frames Projects =

I'm waiting on permission to share.. but there's another frames project in the works! This time the moonlight scene! If you'd like to learn more you can go to Ram's Bsky Does anyone know of any other frames projects going on? I would absolutely LOVE to see something for like Oluwande, or Lucius, or Jim, or Spanish Jackie! I'm just curious if I'm missing some!

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

New episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction-- and it's the #AssTonight episode! An "Oral history" (tee hee). Oh and Alex Sherman shared it on Bluesky!

Source: Our Flag Means FanFiction Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Hey there lovelies. This week has already somehow been pretty crazytown on my end, how bout yours?

I know a lot of you are going through it. I am so sorry it's so hard. This is just a gentle reminder that you are allowed to be upset, and you are allowed to be stressed or depressed. Life isn't all sunshine and rainbows, and it's okay to not be okay for a while. Please just remember that even when the darkest days are here, there is ALWAYS some light. Find some things that bring small bits of light to your life-- maybe a walk, or a special treat, a hug from a friend on or offline, or taking a moment out of your day to give someone a compliment -- whatever it is that brings that dopamine to your brain. Little things help train our brain to know that good things CAN happen, so exposing yourself to those little things day by day can help build what's sort of like a good things muscle. As more and more happen, the rough times become easier to tolerate because they are sprinkled with good things.

You are so very strong, and I know you can get through whatever you are going through. I know you don't feel like it, but you are, even when you feel your lowest. I believe in you, the crew believes in you, even if we've never spoken, we want you to be okay, okay?

Please take care of yourselves lovely, you make the world a better place by being here <3

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[mvltisstuff]

solitude - e.b

summary: the only people who hear hen and chimney out about jonah are y/n and buck, but little do they know the hell it’ll rain down on them.

evan buckley x reader

a/n: ok but like imagine all four of them working tgt bc this storyline was actually rly good… this is literally just buck, y/n, hen and chim acting like the mystery gang for a day!! 3.4k wc 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

“claudette and perry both had no other symptoms before full cardiac arrest,” hen starts, scanning over the patient charts left by the new paramedic. “he’s administered nebulized albuteral during transport.”

“hen, look,” chimney points to the computer screen. “he’s been at four different locations, chicago, miami, dallas, and denver. now he’s hitting up LA.”

the station sirens buzz in their ears, alerting that they could be discovered any second. hen shoves the files into her jacket as chimney logs out, and they shuffle out quickly attempting to go unnoticed. hen looked for any details in the files that she could, trying to confide in karen.

clearly, there was a pattern of extreme suspicious in jonah’s patient files. these patients had no reason to be going into arrest when they were not showing previous symptoms. hen was the best paramedic there, in medical school. she just hoped that everyone would see the obvious wrongdoings. it was painfully evident that he was a dangerous person to be placed in the system.

hen and chimney banged repeatedly on buck and y/n’s apartment, knowing that they’d be the ones to believe them. y/n’s taken note of jonah’s behaviors, but she tried not to think anything of them, just as magical saves.

“hi?” buck says, answering the door. “are you two ok?”

“we need to talk to you and y/n,” hen tells him, inviting chimney and herself in. both y/n and buck hadn’t expected visitors, so they were clearly not dressed in presentable clothing.

“hey, hen, chim,” y/n comes down the stairs. “what’s going on?”

“you two need to look at these,” hen slaps the folders down onto their kitchen counter. buck takes one as y/n reads the other.

“what’s wrong with them? aren’t these just patient files?”

“and why are they all jonahs?”

“buck, you saw claudette before she died.”

“y-yeah, i did. she was fine, though. there was probably something underlying the inhalation,” buck grows more confused at the paperwork and the accusations from his friends.

“look,” chim points. “he’s administering drugs that have nothing to do with patient conditions.”

“meaning… he had no reason to push any meds at all,” buck speaks slowly, starting to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

“protocol dictates that the only treatment used in that situation is respiratory, and we looked at claudette’s autopsy report. there were incredibly high amounts of potassium in her system that would’ve been present in the tests we did on scene,” hen informs the group in front of her.

“so is he some murderer paramedic?” y/n asks, looking up from the file. “i believe you, but how do we even get this to question? do we bring it to bobby?”

“i don’t know where we go from here,” hen starts. “but he needs to be out of the LAFD before he purposely kills someone else.”

buck, y/n, henrietta, and chimney had all piled over to athena’s house. they presented the activity of greenway to bobby, explaining that he has documented his cynical moves.

“i’m not approving any of your suspicions, but we have to be careful with these accusations against him getting out,” bobby tells his workers.

“listen, cap,” chim says. “he’s got a history of this. we can’t confirm what was in that syringe, but it sent claudette collins into cardiac arrest.”

“he’s been bouncing around to different cities the last few years, way too many to be looked passed.”

“so he’s just killing people for mercy?” athena asks, holding bobby’s hand and intently reading over the patient files.

“it’s way more complicated than that. when jonah was a kid, he played the hero. he’s reliving that by trying to play god and bring them back,” y/n adds, standing beside her boyfriend. buck doesn’t want to overthink this, but he’s so conflicted about the whole situation. he knows bringing up something like this is incredibly risky when dealing with a person like jonah. if things were to go awry, then he’d feel like it was his fault for not believing it.

“we tried getting news footage, but it’d be more suspicious that way,” buck tells bobby.

the group was sent away to leave bobby and athena to their own investigation, letting them work this out on their own. in the driveway, they stood by the two cars they used to come here.

“come back to my house,” hen suggests. “we can look some stuff up there on jonah and pick out any details we can get.”

“i can grab my laptop that has the proper software on it. it’s back at my place, though, i’d have to grab it,” chim states.

“ok, guys,” buck begins. “don’t you think we might just have to leave this alone? there’s only so much we can do with this.”

“who else can deal with this, though? we have the resources and the upper hand with this, buck,” hen replies back at his worries.

“look, buck,” y/n places a reassuring hand on his arm. “i’ll go with chim to get his computer, and then we’ll be over. just try and hear her out some more because this is something way deeper than what we might think.”

buck agrees, allowing himself to listen to hens convincing. she rants on about more details, slowly but surely opening up his mind to the possibility. as she portrays her concerns to him passionately, her sentence is brought to a halt when her phone rings through her car’s speaker. the unknown number is thoughtless to henrietta as she presses the green button. “hello?”

“i heard you’ve been asking people about me,” the cold, dark voice echos through the car, causing buck and her to tense up.

“jonah?” buck whispers, to not let him hear.

“got the weirdest call, something about an investigation about that dispatcher. did you four file a complaint against me?”

“jonah, i don’t know what you think is going on, but-“

“i think that you never gave me a chance. to show you what i’m capable of,” he speaks eerily into the phone, making bucks eyes widen. “so i’m gonna do that now. i’m going to show you, henrietta and evan.”

the phone beeps, signaling the hang up from the other end. “what was that?” buck panics. “hen, what is he showing us?”

“he said us four, right? he’s gonna show us four?”

“so are we next?”

“next? who’s first?”

buck heart drops to the floor, frantically reaching for his phone and dialing y/n’s number. his shaky hands slowed it down, but the prolonged ringing was painful to hear. if jonah was going to show them what he can do, he’s going to go for that group first. as evil of a man as he is, he’s amazingly smart. he’s not going to begin with buck and hen, he’s starting with y/n and chimney before going down the line. the sweet sound of y/n’s voicemail goes into bucks ears, his heart thumping against his chest. “hen, go to chimneys apartment. now!” he yells, and she presses on the gas, redirecting the two of them in his direction.

buck called y/n repeatedly, completely petrified of losing the one person he’s loved more than anything. he would be so defeated if she was hurt because of his disbelief. he called chimney, maddie, karen, and anyone who might be able to reach them. unfortunately, no one had good answers for them.

he sprinted up the stairs of the building, hen rushing behind him. the door was unlocked, and the room had an unfamiliar feel to it. the orange lighting and silence was strange to the two, searching for her best friend and his girlfriend. “chim?” hen shouts out. she gives buck an unsure look, one containing an expression of fear and confusing all mixed into one.

before buck can even turn, the thick footsteps behind him rush up. he looks at hen, ready to pounce and run out, but the man is too quick on his feet. buck is injected with a needle right where his shoulder and neck meet, twinning with hens own needle in her skin. the syringes are pushed down, forcing an unnecessary liquid into their bodies.

they recognize the feeling all too well. the fading of their hearing turning into ringing. the scene in front of them disintegrating into black dots. their bodies became heavier and heavier, before turning light again as they thumped to the ground below.

the two awoke at the same time, feeling like they were suffering with sleep paralysis. their arms were restrained behind their back and their eyes were dry and tired. their ankles were connected to the legs of the chairs, but the sight in front of them was worse than any demon that could haunt them.

jonah towered over chimney on the table, pushing more probable toxic fluids into his veins. hens heart was beating obnoxiously fast, but she couldn’t tell if it was from the drugs or from the scene that was unfolding. chimney lay shirtless and almost lifeless on the table with alarmingly slow beeping coming from the portable machine.

y/n was laying across from him in the opposite direction, the two being smushed together. she had matching IV’s in her arm and patches on her chest, the only remaining article was her bra. buck could swear he was screaming, but nothing was coming out. his face was still, but his eyes were full of tears and panic at seeing y/n unconscious. everything was completely out of his control. he glanced over at hen, complete terror in her eyes while trying to calm jonah.

the room they were placed in was unfamiliar, almost completely darkened beside the light above his two victims. or in jonah’s mind, his patients. jonah craved validation from people around him, but also from himself. he remains hungry for the feeling he had the day he saved his bus driver. he was a hero, and he had to make sure everyone knew it.

as soon as the flatline ricocheted in the room, jonah scooped up the paddles and shocked the two until the beeping commenced again. “look who decided to join us,” jonah teases. “i was too generous with the propofol, you two were out longer than i expected!”

“why are you doing this, jonah?” hen begs to know the answer. bucks dying just to give him a piece of his mind, but hen has regained more of her strength.

“you know, you can get anything on the internet these days, like medical equipment, drugs. the real answer is that you gave me no choice, henrietta. snooping around and checking up on me when we are supposed to be on the same team.”

“we are not, on the same team,” hen mumbles. “we don’t put our patients in danger.”

jonah moves over to y/n. “one sec,” he says while pushing another dose of adenosine.

“no,” buck manages to push out.

“jonah, please, you’re stopping her heart,” hen cries out.

“don’t worry, nothing a little epinephrine can’t fix, right?” he nodes with a ring of excitement in his voice. an maniacal, twisted voice. as soon as his hands move to the paddles next to him, buck frantically shuffles in his chair. he places them to her chest, her body flailing up before restoring a normal heart rhythm. “woo!” jonah screams. “nothing like it, huh? the rush of watching someone walk right up the deaths door and snatching them right back. it’s like being god.”

“we are not god,” buck replies to him, regaining some of his fight. “i swear to god, let them go right now-“

“alright, alright,” jonah says. he grabs the needles and bottles while pouring the drug into it. he injects it into both y/n and chimneys skin.

“jonah, please don’t do this, jonah!” hen yells.

“oh, my bad, i thought you wanted me to let them go…” he tells them, slyly.

“you son of a bitch, you lay another hand on her an-“

“and you’ll what? you can’t do anything, buckley,” jonah steps closer to the restrained people. “you both need a partner like me. someone more your speed.”

hens eyes land on the movement on one of the tables. chimney twitches and his eyes are squinting from weakness in his brain. he’s playing around with the machine while getting a good grip on one of the electric shock paddles. “you are not my speed. you’re sloppy, and even if i wanted to commit these heinous crimes, you think i’d let myself get caught?” hen starts to mock the man in front of her while trying to distract him to give chimney time. bucks eyes have never separated from y/n, his soft gaze was planted on her aching body, lacking life in all forms.

“you might’ve been a hero once, jonah,” buck begins to play along with the distraction act, knowing they can’t take anymore of the brunt of it than y/n and chimney have. “but now, well you’re nothing but a fucking murderer,” buck hisses out at him. as jonah begins to move over, hen gives chimney a convincing look as he presses a button on the vital machine.

“no, i’m not,” jonah laughs sarcastically.

“then why is chimney not breathing?” buck spits at him as jonah whips around, looking at the flatlining man on the table. he runs around, and chimney silently hypes himself up to act. it’s now or never, it’s live or die, and it’s jonah’s turn to taste his own medicine.

chimney shoves the paddle into jonah, causing him to shiver and collapse on the floor in front of him. “chim!” hen gasps. “oh, my god. are you ok?” chimney grunts his way over and off the table, stumbling to the ground while he crawls over to hen. he starts pulling at the ropes around her feet, letting them go as she is able to maneuver her hands out of the ropes. she wobbles over to buck, who is then released and limps over to his girlfriend.

“y/n? hey, baby, c’mon wake up,” he shakes her in a desperate attempt to bring her senses back and wake her from this nightmare. when he eyes finally begin to slowly open, he releases a heavy breath.

“buck, please tell me she’s ok!” hen says, comforting chimneys panting self.

“she’ll be ok,” he leans down, pressing his lips to her forehead.

“b-buck,”

“hey, hey, it’s ok, we’re all ok.”

the red and blue lights are hard to miss behind them, reflecting in the windows and onto the walls. they hear the ruckus of the officers clattering their way into the room, placing chimney and y/n on a stretcher as buck and hen follow out. jonah is summoned away to the new reality of the back of a police car. buck finally sees another familiar face, running over to bobby as he pulls him into a strong hug. bobby’s anger is fueling in his system, not being able to control himself before his fist is connected with jonah’s face.

“hey, cap,” chimney says, clearly on some new type of drug that will actually help him. “nice punch.”

“i am so sorry, you guys. im just so happy you’re ok,” bobby rants out in pure relief at his team. hen climbed into chimneys ambulance, as buck stood in complete denial about the situation. “hey, buck.”

“she died, bobby,” buck says, glaring into the distance. “her heart stopped and now she’s pumped up with all this stuff and i couldn’t save her and he almost murdered her-“

“listen, kid,” bobby grabs bucks shoulders, trying to ground him. “she’s ok, what she needs now is you next to her. we got him, he’s going away for the rest of his life. now go get checked out, please.”

buck releases yet another exhale as a matching teardrop falls down his cheek. buck walks off, grabbing onto y/n’s hand as she’s lifted into her own ambulance. he still looks at his girlfriend in complete disbelief that she’s alive, and that he is too.

the hospital air was dry and they knew it like a best friend. the smell, the feeling, the white lights that make you think you’ve died when you wake up. they’ve walked in and out of so many hospitals, almost having no fear that they’ll never come out. until buck sees y/n in the bed is the first time he’s completely shaking in the one next to her.

“c’mon, doc,” chimney complains. “i’m fine, i don’t need to stay here.”

“it’s good that you feel good, but it’s just overnight. we want to keep an eye on you and y/n to make sure nothing changes in your blood levels,” the doctor explains.

“it’s ok, chim. just listen to her because she’s right,” hen reassures him before starting her own complaint session.

“i’m glad you feel that way, because we’re keeping you too for further tests. you as well, evan. it’s to make sure he didn’t put anything else into you guys,” hen groans and looks at her three friends.

“we’re in for a hell of a night, y’all.”

chimney and y/n were placed in one room together, needing the same type of observation as hen and buck were having a slumber party in the other. they were watching whatever crappy reality shows they could find until their boredom got the best of them. hen and buck snuck out in their twinning gowns and IV lines and made their way to the room holding their favorite people inside. when they walked in, they said, “guys, we’re breaking out of this joint.”

“and how exactly do you plan to execute that?” chimney asks, slurping on an almost empty juice box. buck moves over to sit on y/n’s bed, caressing her hand as she smiles at him.

“you two almost did die,” hen says. “you know, i never really liked him.”

“not much of a fan myself,” chimney replies in his always lighthearted spirit.

“well some people thought i was crazy, but you guys were ready to go to battle with me. with no proof, you listened and were on board from the start.”

“um, i definitely was not on board from the start,” buck interjects.

“well look at us now buck! we’re stuck together for life,” hen smiles.

“hens always right, that’s the thing between us. she’s the genius and we were the comic relief,” chimney adds.

“you guys are way more than that. chim, you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. y/n and buck, i can’t imagine my life without you two. you’re like denny’s siblings at this point and i’m one hundred percent bringing this up at your wedding.”

“well, you know what they say about parents at weddings,” y/n hints. “they always pay for it.”

“ooh! got her there,” buck laughs and looks at hen. “you know i love you guys, you’re my family.” he lifts y/n’s hand up, landing a kiss on her knuckles.

“if we weren’t in a hospital room right now, i’d say that was quite romantic, buck. i’m proud of you,” chimney pokes fun at the couple on the other side of him before looking back at hen. “we did a great job raising them, don’t you think?”

“i’m just really happy you’re ok. i cant do this without you, y/n. you’re my whole life,” buck speaks softly to his girl, looking deep into her loving eyes.

“you’ll never have to do anything without me,” y/n says. “you’re stuck with me, love.”

[korshrimpski]

Buffalo Sabres and their number correspondent to my wrapped: enjoy my music taste

1. Ukko-Pekka Luukkonen: cabinet man by lemon demon

4. Bowen Byram: unattractive by SOFIA ISELLA

8. Dennis Gilbert: Good Heart by Indigo De Souza

9. Zach Benson: A House In Nebraska by Ethel Cain

10. Henri Jokiharju: Good Kid by the Percy Jackson Musical

12. Jordan Greenway: Happy Hare by Yaelokre

17. Jason Zucker: Family Tree by Ethel Cain

19. Peyton Krebs: Sunday by The Cranberries

20. Jiri Kulich: Home Team by Indigo De Souza

22. Jack Quinn: Opening by Wishing

23. Mattias Samuelsson: Brand New City by Mitski

24. Dylan Cozens: Stick Season by Noah Kahan

25. Owen Power: Hard Times by Ethel Cain

26. Rasmus Dahlin: Biblical Love by Flower Face

29. Beck Malenstyn: Ptolemaea by Ethel Cain

47. I will not disrespect flower face like that (maybe by flower face)

48. Tyson Kozak: Susan Smith by wych elm

71. Ryan McLeod: I Am The Dog by Sir Chloe

72. I will not disrespect jann like that (what do you want from me? by jann)

75. Connor Clifton: Monster by Jorge Rivera-Herrans

77. JJ Peterka: Unpublishable by Ethel Cain

78. Jacob Bryson: Northern Attitude by Noah Kahan

81. Sam Lafferty: Knuckle Velvet by Ethel Cain ft. YAH WAV

89. Alex Tuch: Butchered Tongue by Hozier

96. Nicolas Aube-Kubel: Homesick by Noah Kahan

lol, I love that only 2 of these work. In my opinion those two are: krebs and cozens

[buddieunderratedgem]

Wipe your mouth when you done

Author @exhuastedpigeon

Rating explicit

Words 4.1k

Submitted by @monsterrae1

Summary:

Buck would like it on record that he didn’t go looking for the video of Eddie’s fight with Jonah Greenway because he didn’t even know Eddie had gotten in a fight with Jonah Greenway. Ravi sent the video into the group chat with the comment that “Fans are weirdly horny over fights” and no other context.

If Eddie had been home Buck probably wouldn’t have watched it or maybe they would have watched it together for a laugh, but Eddie was still at practice and Buck was alone in the Diaz house where he’d spent the last month recovering. He was bored, he figured watching a fan edit of a fight would be fine.

The video started with a title card that said “Buddie is real” and a clip of the hit that had ended Buck’s season. He’d seen the hit a few times now, but he wasn’t sure why Ravi had mentioned a fight. The video cut to Eddie throwing his stick and gloves onto the ice and shoving Greenway away from Buck before dropping to his knees and carefully cupping Buck’s face in his hands.

[treesinurbia]

Reflection of the day … Return of the Miccosukee Greenway pond - nature tends to win in the end. The pond dried up several years ago due to the damming of its source waters on behalf of a massive “small city” housing development that also required the razing of a multi-acre forest. The dam failed last winter - no surprise in swampy north Florida - causing the pond to refill and expand into the picnic park and across an athletic path. A small berm was built to protect the path. Other trails were rerouted. Birds are loving their restored habitat but the lost woodlands may take decades to return.

[fromthemouthofkings]

On the Road to Rivendell

Gen. Aragorn & Original Female Spider

Aragorn always considered the extermination of fell things to be a dangerous but necessary part of his role as chief of the Dunedain, until an encounter in Bree-land troubles his heart and reveals an unexpected perspective.

Fell things had been making their way up the Greenway of late, and far too many of them had thought to make their homes in the lands around Bree. As chief of the Northern Rangers, the weight of guarding these lands rested heavily upon Aragorn’s head. Indeed, he was expected at Rivendell in thirteen days for a gathering of the Dunedain, where they were to discuss this very threat and, with luck, would take counsel from the lord of the house and others of the wise.

However, the mayor of the little town of Hamlett had requested the rangers’ assistance with a small matter, first. Reports had made their way to her ears that livestock had been vanishing at an increasing rate across her town, and across the farms and homesteads in the surrounding land. Mostly, the missing animals had been small poultry: chickens and geese—but there had been reports of goats going missing, as well, and at least one farm reported the loss of a whole dairy cow.

The mayor had confided in Aragorn that she was afraid the culprit might be a warg.

The only person who would admit to having glimpsed the creature, though, was Farmer Shippey, and even he was not at all certain that what he had seen had been a wolf, and not an abnormally large fox. 

“Aye, I saw it,” he told Aragorn, chewing on his pipe-stem and leaning back in his chair. “Near two or three nights past. I was checking on my chicken coop.” He held Aragorn’s gaze very seriously. “The auld girls don’t like the rain so much, y’see.”

“Of course,” Aragorn murmured politely.

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[simmingwithmila]

Zabrina's Birthday | The Greenways

It was the first birthday without Chris but it was the first birthday as a global superstar. Where Zabrina use to worry about money or bills, her new fame, her new reality was pure bliss. Zabrina had been traveling for her book tour, but now that was over, she wanted to spend time with her daughters. Zabrina's birthday was always celebrated at the house. This time, she wanted to do something adventurous.

Zabrina: Girls, pack a bag we are going to Tartosa!

Laila: What about me?

Zabrina bent down to little Laila and lifted her chin.

Zabrina: You are too young, baby. When I get back, we can do whatever you want.

Laila grinned and gave her mother a huge hug. Reign and Genesis came running down the steps with their luxury brand name night bags. They were ready to party.

The Greenway ladies headed to the airport and got on their private jet to Tartosa.

First stop, spa day. Zabrina rarely noticed people whispering and fainting every time she entered a room. It became part of her life. Genesis, who was becoming a superstar mogul in her own right loved the attention that her mother received. Reign on the other hand wished there was one day that no one noticed Zabrina and they could just have a normal girl's day. But, that isn't who her mother was anymore. She was a celebrity.

After the spa, the girls wanted to visit the beach. They had heard of the clear blue waters in Tartosa. Genesis pulled out her phone and started to live stream for her 1.2 million followers. Reign stared at the water, taking a deep breathe and exhaling. It was so beautiful.

Zabrina: Let me take a picture of you. I don't think I have any recent photos.

Zabrina crept behind Reign, interrupting her thoughts. Reign smiled. She hated photos and more importantly, she hated posing.

Zabrina: Smile.

Reign awkwardly posed. Zabrina snapped the camera. Through the lens, Zabrina hadn't really noticed how stunning Reign was becoming. She also realized that she didn't know much about the teenager Reign, the one who was about turn a young adult in a few weeks.

After the beach, the girls headed to Zabrina's favorite restaurant. Because of her celebrity status, Zabrina did not have to wait for a table and she didn't have to pay for any of the meals.

It was a nice birthday for Zabrina. She got to spend time with her older daughters and give them an experience she never had as a child.

[changingplumbob]

Woods Household: Chapter 1, Part 4

In this part shit gets real Samir explores the tunnels further and finds something he did not expect. He and Reece puzzle over the find and confront Sheriff Captain Greenway about what he knows.

Low level content warning: Some sim spice and mentions of death

Reece did get told to expect gifts in the mail. Turns out his family know him as well as like him and he got some starter herbs and veges. No planter box for them right now, maybe later on. He begins to practice guitar, glad that there’s only the trees to hear him at this stage. Inside, the money Harvey gave Samir has been used to buy a sofa, a few counters, a sink, an indoor oven and wooden chairs to replace the plastic ones that were being used indoors. The walls aren't painted yet but Reece has tried to spread the pictures out to cover the shabby.

Samir is out again, searching the tunnels. He has just tripped over a small skull when he hears a howl in the distance. Bears certainly don’t howl. In a flash of desperation he howls back, but the answering silence is deafening. Feeling defeated he turns to head back home but can’t shake the feeling that something is watching him. The darkness offers no clues however and he does his best to retrace his steps. Suddenly he gets knocked forward, the wind flying out of his lungs.

Turning over dizzily he sees a pair of red eyes blazing, and wonders if he’s been knocked out. Normally he only sees eyes like that in his nightmares, the ones where he is a frozen 5year-old before it gets dark and he feels like he's being crushed. He tries to stand up but is forcefully pushed down. A low growling starts and Samir realises with horror, the thing in the darkness is talking to him. Still feeling poorly from his previous tunnel injures he finds himself unable to follow the words. All except... shouldn’t have come back.

Samir’s bicep screams as sharp fangs clamp on his arm. He flashes back to that night, so many years ago, trapped. The sound of his parents cries… he couldn’t bear to hear Reece cry… no. No! He will not be trapped again. He's not 5 years old anymore, this thing doesn't get to throw him back 15 years. It may have taken his family but Samir will not let it take him from Reece. He lets out his own growl, startling the creature in to letting go. Then his years of athletic training kick in. He sweeps his legs in arch until he hears the sound of something heavy falling. He bolts up, sprinting for the nearby light. He hears the growling behind him but he doesn’t stop, he promised Reece he’d come back alive. He makes it out, whatever was down there is not strong enough to stop him keeping his promises.

As he runs for the house he can feel his blood boiling. Whatever was in the dark, he's faster than it is. Thick foam starts to form in his throat and he finds himself spitting it out several times in an effort to avoid choking. But there, Reece is right outside, safe.

Samir: Blondie *spits* we need to talk

Reece looks around and is clearly startled by Samir’s appearance, not knowing where to start.

Samir: I was right. I thought it was all a nightmare, my mind warping what happened... but I was right. It almost killed me

Reece: Samir, you’re not making any sense. What happened? You don’t look good. I mean you always look good but you look off. We need to get you inside

Samir: No! Just... thank you…

Reece: Please come inside

Samir: Listen. I was pinned in those tunnels by… the point is... I’m always coming back. That’s what’s important. I knew I had to get back to you, so I got away, and I got home. You got me home

For once Reece is speechless. Samir always makes him happy when he says he loves him but this... It's like Samir is thanking him for simply existing, as if by existing he's done some heroic feat, he has no idea how he's meant to respond.

Samir: I’ll always keep my promises to you blondie, I swear

Reece: *sniffs* I know. Samir will you please come inside before I have a heart attack? You look like you’ve been mauled

Samir throws his arms around Reece and holds him as if checking that he's real. After a minute he pulls back and nods. Inside is best.

Reece: You didn’t find a bear did you? You know you can’t win a fight with a bear

Reece: Can I get you water or something

Samir: No. I need to tell you… I need someone to know what is going on in my head

Reece: Hey, I’m listening. I’ll always listen to you

Samir: I found this bone thing in the tunnels

Reece: What is that

Samir: Who knows, but I figured if anyone would know how to figure it out, it would be my... you

Reece: Is this how you got hurt? Getting this... it kind of looks like a skull doesn't it? Or, well, part of a skull

Samir: No. I mean I tripped over it but, I was heading back, and it felt like I was being watched and then, I got hit

Reece: Hit? Where?

Samir tries to speak but his memories are coming apart. Things he thought were real, things he thought were not, all conflicting. He starts to sob. He hates for Reece to see him like this but his boyfriend keeps a firm grip on his hand while he cries into his other arm where it rests on the table. When the tears finally stop he goes to wipe his face only for Reece to pull him in for a kiss. They sit with their foreheads resting together for a moment before Samir finds the strength to sit up properly.

Samir: I was flung backwards… just like when I was a kid, or when we would tackle in football. You remember?

Reece: I mostly remember looking for excuses to grab on to you, but yeah... I got hit bad a couple of times

Samir: Then I saw the eyes, red pits of flame in the dark. My nightmares of what happened normally fade when I wake up but those eyes... they always take longer to disappear

Reece: You have nightmares? I mean I guess I shouldn't be surprised but you just never said

Samir: I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to keep them from you. It sounds silly but... I just wanted to seem strong. Like someone you could depend on

Reece: Hey, you're the strongest person I know. Even sitting here with your tears on our faces, you're strong. Do you hear me?

Samir: I always hear you blondie, I do

Samir: Those eyes... I tried to tell the cops, bloody Greenway, I did! But they all said I was hysterical and imagining things... so then I thought I was hysterical and imagining things

Reece: I’m so sorry you went through that, and that I have nothing better to say than I'm sorry

Samir: There's no right thing to say. But if eyes can really glow red... The strength required to break down the door, the growling and slashin. Is there a chance that my parents were killed by- by-

Here Samir freezes up again, unable to get the word out. He throws his hands up in frustration, desperately tring to think of a way he can tell Reece without sounding like he has lost his mind. He couldn't bear if Reece thought he had a broken mind.

Reece: A werewolf?

Samir looks at Reece trying to tell if he's being serious or attempting to break the tension with humor. Looking into the eyes of the one he loves all he can see is sincerity. Reece is listening to him, he always does. Even if Samir doesn't think he has anything interesting to say, Reece listens.

Samir: Yes blondie. But- but no! They’re supposed to be fiction! Like vampires and spellcasters! Everyone knows werewolves don't actually exist, they're myth

Reece: Well, they are... and they aren’t...

Samir: What are you talking about

Reece: Remember how I said I was looking up about the area

Samir: Yeah, you found out there were no bears

Reece: I did... but some people were discussing how it would be possible to have no predators and not have the area overrun with deer and wild pigs and stuff. You know I like puzzles, and nature so I kept reading. There are... folktales I guess you'd call them, of this area. Of werewolves here. I didn’t mention it because I- I thought it was made up. I am so so sorry

Samir: *confused* Wait why are you sorry

Reece: If I’d told you that theory maybe you wouldn’t have been hurt. But I kept it from you so now it's my fault. You were out there and you could have been killed and-

Samir: Blondie, stop. You did not make me go down there, I chose to. Whatever this is, it is not your fault. Do you understand me?

Reece: Mmhmm

But Samir can see Reece needs time to process. He did have the whole run back to think about it, Reece on the other hand has barely had ten minutes.

Samir goes to shower, letting Reece have time to think. Reece knows that logically, this isn’t his fault. If it was a... a werewolf that killed Samir’s parents then this whole thing started long before Reece came in to Samir’s life. Nevertheless, Samir was hurt today. He was here practicing guitar and the man he loves… he was being attacked by a werewolf. Wait, was he attacked? All he said was hit, and the werewolf revelation kind of derailed the conversation after that. Reece contemplates joining him in the shower to properly look at any injuries but he decides to practice being patient. He sets the table and heats up some leftovers for dinner to try give his brain something else to do.

Samir: You got food ready! This is one of the reasons I love you

Reece: You said you almost got killed

Samir: *through food* I said what?

Reece: Lover you said you almost got killed. What happened after you were hit

Samir: *shovelling food* I got pinned I guess, and the… the werewolf, watcher that sounds weird, the werewolf bit through my arm. It hurt like hell to. But I fought back enough to get up and just bolted for here, for home. But it's fine, I can't even feel it any more

Reece: Samir...

Samir: Yes?

Reece: Does this mean…

Samir: *hesitantly* Does this mean what

Reece: Well you know the myth right? A werewolf bites you, you become a werewolf

Samir: I have no idea, they're supposed to be fiction

Reece: We could go to some locals, there's bound to be some kind of antidote or something

Samir: But… *softly* I need to find out what happened to my parents

Reece: I know you do, I’m not trying to stop you. I just want you safe

Samir: Werewolves are meant to be fast and strong right

Reece: Yes...

Samir: I was faster than it, I got away. It was strong but I'm only human. What if I wasn't? If I'm faster already then becoming a werewolf could make me stronger than it. Strong enough to get some answers. If it takes becoming… becoming a werewolf to find the one that killed my parents, then that’s what I’m going to do

Silence settles over the room and all that Samir can hear for a while is the sound of his chewing. He can't take Reece being quiet.

Samir: Blondie? You’re not talking…

Reece: I- it’s a lot to process I guess

Samir: But… you don’t want me becoming a werewolf, do you?

Reece: I'm not saying that. I actually *blushes* think you’d make a pretty hot werewolf. Watcher knows you have the physique for it

Samir: You... what?

Reece: All the stories and myths say werewolves are meant to be like, super buff and powerful. I already consider you both of those things. Maybe this is just like a next evolutionary step for you

Samir: You’d really want to woohoo a werewolf

Reece: Well probably not in wolf form. But general werewolf myth has their human forms being very much to my tastes. I do love you Samir, I'm not going to say "It's me or the wolf". If you want to see if being a werewolf helps, I'll support you. I know you’re not going to be happy until we figure out who killed your parents

Samir: Hey, look at me blondie, I am happy. You make me happy *wicked smile* especially when you groan, and shudder, and beg. My past just makes me… restless. I don't want it to make me lose you

Reece: No matter what happens, you promised you’d come back to me alive. I promise you, I’m not going anywhere

Samir: Thank you

Reece: One thing is for sure, you’re going to be the hottest werewolf around

Samir: *chuckles* Calm down, we don’t even know if this bite will turn me or just give me a nasty infecton

Reece: It’s definitely... making you froth at the mouth

Samir: Yeah *spits* I don’t know how you always handle stuff in your mouth

Reece: *smiles* You taste good, that’s how I handle it

Reece: You know I bet it was Greenway

Samir: What do you mean

Reece: He’s making inconsistent statements about stuff. Maybe he didn’t throw up on scene because it was his first time seeing something like that. Maybe it was guilt

Samir: Because he killed my parents… but I was still alive?

Reece: I don’t know, I guess I’m just looking for a place to start

Samir: We better talk to him. Even if he’s not a killer, there’s just something about him that pisses me off

Reece: *laughs* We should totally tell him we've woohoo'd, it'll unsettle him

Samir: I don't remember going through with having you on the table

Reece: When we get back? *pouts*

Samir: *laughs* we'll see

Sheriff: Oh look, nature obsessed people roaming the woods. Why am I not surprised

Samir: At least *spits* we’re not lying murdering snobs

Sheriff: What are you talking about? You dare come on to my property and insult me? I should arrest you

Reece: Maybe we should arrest you

Sheriff: What are you on about now kid

Samir: Werewolves *spits* Werewolves! WEREWOLVES

Sheriff: You’re going to have to expand your vocabulary eventually son if you want to have conversations like an adult

Reece: He's not your son! Stop talking down to him like that

Samir: You knew *spits* Covered up. Or killed

Sheriff: That's quite the acussation but you don't look well. Go home, rest, think about what you're doing

Samir: Why should we

Sheriff: Because I bloody well said so and I'm the sheriff

Reece: Please, Captain Greenway, we need to know-

Sheriff: Get off my property this instant or I WILL arrest you two for trespassing

Samir: Fine. We’ll leave. But we know you know

Sheriff: Know what? That you're on my property raving about things that don't exist

Reece: No, they do exist. Samir was down in the tunnels and he saw one. Just like he did when his parents were killed. He tried telling you but you dismissed him

Sheriff: He was wrong then and he's wrong now

Samir: I'm right here

Sheriff: Then YOU were wrong then. YOU are wrong now. Keep raving about werewolves and I'd be within my rights to arrest you. If you act in a way that would endanger the people in my town, I will. I'll have you committed. Now get off my property

Sheriff Captain Greenway heads inside his house while his wife, who has heard the argument, comes out. Sophia greets them, compliments them on the wind turbines they’ve installed, then asks them to leave. Turns out she’s also a snob who doesn’t want to talk to nature obsessed sims.

Samir: That could have gone better

Reece: Yeah… but also, could have gone a lot worse

Samir: *chuckles* true. Come on, he seems to... scared and angry to tell us anything else. Let’s get back home

Reece: Table time?

Samir: Table time

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