#sheriff nedley

[thatkid-uknow]

I want to cosplay Nedley.

Specifically from the incantation scene. Lol

[girl4music]

WAVERLY: “You were right. Reconnecting with estranged parents, real bad idea.”

NICOLE: “I’m so sorry it didn’t work out the way you wanted.”

WAVERLY: “She called me a demon. A demon, over and over and over. Is that why she left?”

NICOLE: “Your mother had a psychological disorder, okay? I went back in the archives - way back, almost 20 years - and I pulled the report from her arrest.”

WAVERLY: “What? Arson?”

NICOLE: “Yeah. For burning down the homestead barn.”

WAVERLY: “Who gets 20 years for burning down their own barn? And why is there only one sheet of paper?”

NICOLE: “It’s been pulled.”

WAVERLY: “What? By whom?”

SHERIFF NEDLEY: “By me. I thought it best if no one knew. But you’re a grownup now and you use proper grammar, so I guess you have a right to know. Michelle didn’t go to prison because she burned down the barn. She went because her youngest daughter was in it.”

Well fuck me… 😧🫢😢😤🖕

[rocrown]

When Nedley tells Nicole that she's like a daughter to him!

The tone of his voice —a man who's had to keep so much concealed and be stoic, steadfast and pragmatic in the face of so many massacres and so much tragedy gets to say the vulnerable thing he's been thinking. It's like you can practically hear him having to force the words out through all the barriers he's put up and it just wrecks me every single time.

[haught4sheriff]

“Hey, this is Waverly! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll ring-a-ding ya right back. Have a great day!”

The message played for the tenth time as Nicole held her phone to her ear, the familiar voice dripping honey into her mind as she closed her eyes, willing her fiance back to her. It had been two days since she’d made it back to Purgatory with Rachel. Nicole’s leg had started to heal already, though it would be weeks before she could walk comfortably. For now, she walked with a limp, knowing her town needed its Sheriff, especially now. Since returning, she’d worked hard to welcome many of the townsfolk back to their homes, though some remained outside of the Ghost River Triangle, not quite comfortable returning yet. They told the citizens the fires had been put out and it was safe to return, although they were quickly realizing they had worse things to deal with; the town was rapidly filling with demons and the fog continued to occupy the forest on the outskirts of town. So many demons, and they were missing their local Demon Hunter.

Nicole had a few leads on the whereabouts of Peacemaker and vowed to get the Bluntline back for Wynonna, knowing it was the least she could do. She hadn’t realized how much she missed the whiskey-soaked woman, but Wynonna’s absence could be felt almost as much as Waverly’s.

“Hey, this is Waverly! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll ring-a-ding ya right back. Have a great day!”

The message played for the fiftieth time, Nicole’s angel’s voice bringing her some much needed comfort. She thought she was as lonely as she could get, until Nedley, the only true father she had known, went missing. She’d stayed up countless nights trying to find him, following the few leads she had until they wound up dry. She worked tirelessly until Rachel stopped her at the Homestead one day, telling her she was worried. Nicole wasn’t eating or sleeping. She was barely home, spending nights at the station, hoping the phone would ring with a fresh lead, but it never did. Chrissy was in almost every day hoping for a miracle, but when none came, she started blaming everyone she could think of, including Wynonna. She had been the last person Nedley had been seen with, but Nicole couldn’t even consider Wynonna doing anything to hurt him, despite their less-than-warm history together, according to Chrissy. Nicole just hoped she could come up with a different explanation before it was too late.

“Hey, this is Waverly! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll ring-a-ding ya right back. Have a great day!”

The message played for the hundredth time, Nicole too drunk to know if it was helping anymore. She’d come home late again, using Wynonna’s favourite coping mechanism to deal with everything going wrong. She’d lost everything she loved, and didn’t know what was keeping her here. She stumbled up the homestead stairs, the whiskey bottle still in her hand, her phone in her other as she listened to Waverly’s voice. God, she missed her so much. After 8 months without Waverly, she never knew she could miss someone so much her heart ached in her chest, forcing her to stop in her tracks. She finally made it to the top of the stairs and opened the bedroom door, collapsing into the messy bed, not even bothering to make it anymore. What was the point? How was she still breathing without Waverly? Would it be better if she wasn’t?

With one more drink from the bottle, she collapsed into a deep sleep, her brain too broken to torment her that night.

“Hey, this is Waverly! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll ring-a-ding ya right back. Have a great day!”

The message played for the thousandth time, Nicole’s phone held close to her face as tears blurred the picture of Waverly she held in her hand. She hadn’t left the homestead in two weeks, spending the time setting up traps against the constant stream of monsters and missing Waverly. Rachel had been spending more time away from the homestead, gathering supplies but Nicole figured she was avoiding her too. Nicole didn’t blame her; she was a shell of herself and didn’t even want to spend time with herself. At least Rachel could get away.

Nicole looked around the bedroom, the closet empty from Nicole coming home the night before in a half-drunk craze, trying to find Waverly’s white tank top from that first day in the bar. She knew it had to be somewhere, needing it to remember the way she’d fallen for her immediately, getting lost in hazel eyes for the first time. They’d found the shirt a few months after getting together, laughing at their luck of Nicole walking into the closed bar, and the taps to which they’d be forever grateful. Nicole wondered if it would have been better never knowing this love, a love so strong it tore her apart now. No, she shook her head. She’d never regret Waverly. She was the best thing that had ever happened to her, the best thing she’d ever called hers.

Slowly, Nicole rose from the bed, clearing up the clothes and rearranging them just how Waverly liked them, holding onto the hope that her angel would come back to her.

“Hey, this is Waverly! I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll ring-a-ding ya right back. Have a great day!”

The message played for what felt like the millionth time, Nicole’s heart breaking a bit more at hearing the familiar voice.

It had been 18 months since she’d lost Waverly, and now she’d finally hit rock bottom. She’d lost her position as sheriff. She’d lost her love, her best friend, her father figure. Even her cat was gone, and she’d kicked a chicken in front of the entire town, as if that would help anything. Nicole’s brow set with determination. She had to do something. She’d spent months sitting on her ass, feeling sorry for herself. She couldn’t even find Peacemaker. She felt completely useless, and she was done. She needed to get Waverly, and Wynonna, back. She’d do anything.

Nicole set her jaw against the cold wind as she pulled the Homestead door closed, heading to Wynonna’s truck. She slammed the door and shoved it into gear, turning her headlights toward the Clanton’s.

Nicole didn’t know if it had worked. It had been a week since she’d found herself on the Clanton’s porch, teeth chattering, begging them to bring Waverly home. She’d known it had been a bad idea from the beginning, but she’d at least thought it would work, but here she was, still alone, the fire in the homestead hearth doing nothing to shake the chill from her bones as her heart cried out for her bonus blankets, her Waverly.

The sound of footsteps outside the homestead made her jump up, grabbing the shotgun from beside the door. Not another fucking-

What she saw in the blinding light glancing off the snow wasn’t the white monster she had seen around though. She blinked, trying to get her eyes to stop tricking her, but the image didn’t go away. In fact, it got closer. Nicole’s heart raced as she set the gun down.

“Waverly.”

[girl4music]

You know, we could sit here all day and argue about whether it was right Wynonna should become a cop.

But I personally think she always was in her own way.

Not just in the supernatural cross-border task-force way. But also in the way of she was always there to protect and serve the same as Nedley and Nicole was.

It was just never really in an OFFICIAL LAW capacity.

Does it make sense? Well… not in the way where she’s following in her ancestors footsteps. Absolutely not.

But in the way that would honour Dolls, Doc and Alice.

And with Nicole deputising her right in front of the Sheriff Emeritus. Well, it’s like saying they’re there to clean up the law. Not perpetuate the dirtiness of it. And that is an evolution for all 3 of those characters really because remember when Nicole scoffed at the idea of Wynonna being voted for Sheriff? Remember when Nedley only ever thought of Wynonna as a troublemaker and the black sheep of Purgatory?

Remember when Wynonna thought she was never clean/pure enough for even wielding Peacemaker?

Things change. People change. Minds change.

It’s not necessarily a question of whether being the law is right for the character. It’s a question as to whether that character has a right to be the law.

Yes, she does… because she always was. She was, is and forever will be the law of the supernatural. And as I’m sure this special DEMONstrated - the supernatural is never going to stop. So there always need to be someone around to stop IT - and it’s about time the natural law and the supernatural law worked together.

In that case - I would say it makes all the sense in the world for Wynonna to be deputised as a cop by a cop. Because they were always aiming for this to begin with. For the natural law and the supernatural law to not just be on the same side as each other. To not just coincide with one another. But to be as one division.

And if you think about it - it parallels with Waverly going off to work for Black Badge because you never would have considered Waverly supernatural enough once upon a time. But was it what she was working towards? Yes. Because she always did work for them through Dolls and Wynonna and through her own inherent nature to protect and serve. To be a guardian in a way where she does not have to sacrifice her life.

At the end of the day - ALL OF THEM ARE THE LAW.

They’re just the law in the way the law SHOULD BE.

Not in the way the law was CORRUPTED TO BE.

I think it’s brilliant that Emily did this because she understood that not all change and evolution looks right on the surface, but when you go deeper,…

You figure out the reason for that is because it requires a combination of both the RIGHT and the LEFT for any forward movement to even happen...

Because you’ve got to learn to walk before you can run. So yeah, I’d say she understood the assignment.

I think she was always aiming for totality and oneness. After all - everyone’s welcome in THEIR town. Home.

So if you’re saying Wynonna shouldn’t be a cop because that doesn’t look right on her character.

You’re basically saying Wynonna shouldn’t be a hero because you don’t believe cops to be true heroes.

But in this story…

Wynonna has always been the hero. The true hero.

DOC: “… the most genuine I’ve ever known.”

It may be so that All Cops Are Bad in reality.

But not all genuine people that are cops are.

And if Andras truly believed that - then Nicole never would have made Sheriff of Purgatory in her story.

And Wynonna never would have been the hero of it.

Part of understanding the nature of change and evolution is understanding that all ways are the right way always even when they’re wrong or nothing would be happening at all. No movement would ever happen.

And that’s really the whole point. To just be moving.

[skittlestrash]

[chocolateinlovewithlove]

[behbuh]

Trying to explain your favorite show to a friend like-

[sheriffshaught]

[wayhaughtship]

Melanie’s Insta Posts

[proudofmy]

[sheriffhaughtearp]

*Nedley teaching teenage Nicole how to drive*

Nedley: Okay, so let’s say you see Wynonna and Waverly crossing the street. Which do you hit?

Nicole: Oh, most definitely Wynonna. I could never hit Waverly.

Sheriff Nedley, massaging his temples: The brakes, Nicole, you hit the freakin brakes.

[girl4music]

NEDLEY: “No, it’s not in there. I didn't want Dolls' stuff to fall into the wrong hands.”

WYNONNA: “That's where you hid our top-secret government files?”

NEDLEY: “Nobody ever uses this couch.”

*4 seasons earlier*

Nedley has got to stop hiding important and confidential things in the Sheriff’s office. Not that WayHaught were particularly preoccupied with observing the couch at the time. I remember that one question and answer in one of the Earp con panels.

“What colour is the couch in the Sheriff’s office?”

DOM: “Brown.”

KAT: “No! 😖”

DOM: “I wasn’t looking at the couch. 😏”

KAT: “🤣😚”

[pirateunderapineapple]

"You almost done? I feel like I've been standing here for 2 years"

NEDLEY REPRESENTING ALL OF THE EARPERS

[stronglikeayellowcrayon]

Wynonna Earp Season 4? IT’S REAL

[valkubusqueen]