#Woodbury and Page

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Woodbury and Page

Colossal Singhasari figure 1875 Indonesia

[mioritic]

Pages from a scrapbook made around 1883 by Minnie C. Woodbury Goodwin

From the collection of Mandy (Paper of the Past), who posts all sorts of delicious scrapbooks and ephemera on Instagram and here

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Crashing Hollywood (1938) Lew Landers

July 16th 2023

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⇚ NAVIGATION

GENRE LEGEND: [🍯] fluff / [🧅] angst / [🌶️] smut

this post serves both as a fic recommendation page and a documentation of my favorite reads! will continue to keep adding onto this list every time i find a gem and every time i remember to utilize it. (i'll create a tag for reblogged fic recs)

again, these are not my works! these are all written by very talented fic writers on this hellsite. click here to read my works!

DARYL DIXON.

Blood Ties by @celtic-crossbow 🍯🧅🌶️

Daryl met you while hunting to feed the group he saddled himself with at the quarry. It was just sex, no strings attached. Until it wasn’t. Strangers to friends to lovers. A bit of slow burn and angst.

Vanished by @daryl-dixon-daydreams 🍯🧅

Daryl returns to Alexandria and discovers that Y/N is gone, having left while he stayed out camping in the woods and combing the river for Rick. Where is she and what happened to her?

What Happened to the Sunshine? by @nikkisheep 🧅🌶️

Daryl lost you and now he has to live with the pain.

Poison for Some by @hidtired 🍯🧅

You're deathly allergic to nuts and dinner in the prison leaves you running for medicine. Your abrupt departure confuses everyone, until your partner Daryl remembers of your allergies. Now it was 24 hours and you were no where to be found.

Is it Better to Speak or to Die? by @xwritingdixonx 🍯🧅

After being rescued from Woodbury by Rick's group, you struggle with living a "normal" life in the walls of the prison. The trauma's inflicted on you at the hands of the Governor drag you to the deepest depths. A certain archer is the only one who can drag you back out.

Caught in the Headlights by @holdmytesseract 🍯

When you get hit by an arrow, Daryl is seemingly all your brain can think about...

Ink on Skin by @mystic-writings 🍯🧅

Daryl gave up on the concept of soulmates long ago, even with the words marked on his wrist. And then he found you.

Doctor's Orders by @weretheones 🍯🧅

When a sprained ankle takes you off run duty, the new girl goes in your place. Which would’ve been fine– if she didn’t have that brilliant wit, gorgeous smile, and effortless skill. But she did. And it was only a matter of time until Daryl noticed too. (Season 4)

Time to Feast by @ophelialaufey 🍯🌶️

Today you woke up with an idea, the idea to to do something special for your favourite person.

Crush by @ghostbonewrites2 🧅

While on a Rick-ordered fishing trip with Daryl, things are tense and uncomfortable. Emotions run high, things are said. (Prison Era)

[fields-of-grimes]

Dirty Thoughts | Carl Grimes

Request: Could you possibly write a fanfic where Carl has a real big crush on the reader and thinks very ‘Adult’ things about her and the clothes she wears only makes it happen more, and the reader likes Carl back. But one day they are hanging out by themselves and he gets a boner but tries to hide it as much as possible but the reader notices and tried to talk about it then it turns into him confessing and the reader says she knew he liked her but not that much. Then it ends in something smutty. [ the reader is experienced, no pet names] IF YOU DONT ITS OKAY!!<3333(that’s very specific and I’m sorry:()

Carl grimes x fem!reader

CW: smut

EVERYONE IS 18+

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Carl looked out his window, biting his lip as Y/N walked past his house in a crop top and shorts. His mind instantly became flooded with images of her lying on his bed, begging him to touch her.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on his bedroom door, he jumped at the noise. He cleared his throat before walking to the door, he opened it and held back a gasp as Y/N was revealed on the other side.

“Hey Carl, whatcha doing?” You asked him. He swallowed quickly before answering, “Nothing much, what um what about you?” He asked trying his best to not sound so awkward.

You giggled slightly biting your lip looking into his eyes, you always had a crush on him ever since Rick saved you from Woodbury and brought you back to he prison, you and Carl instantly clicked and became best friends, somewhere along the line you caught feelings for him, you knew he liked you back but you thought it was only in a friendly type of way, you thought he could never like you back the way you liked him, maybe thats was why you dressed the way you did, to get him to see you the way you saw him.

You were brought back to reality by Carl’s hand waving in front of your face. “Hello? Earth to Y/N anyone home?” He asked laughing.

You blushed slightly and nodded. “Sorry i must’ve zoned out for a second, anyways i wanted to see if you wanted to hangout for a little bit?” You asked him smiling a little.

He nodded and moved out of the way so you could enter his room, he stared at your ass, as you walked to his bed. He shook his head a little attempting to rid his mind of the thoughts of fucking you right then and there, and sat next to you on his bed leaving a very noticeable gap between the two of you.

You leaned over to grab a comic, your shirt riding up showing a lot of under boob, Carl gasped as he felt himself getting hard. He quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it over his boner hoping you didn’t see it. He grabbed a comic and began reading it.

You bit your lip and slid a bit closer to him, leaving a smaller gap between the two of you, your arm accidentally hit the pillow moving it slightly, Carl didn’t notice that it had moved but when you began reading the first page of your comic, you saw his boner out of the corner of your eye. You began blushing and cleared your throat.

“Um Carl?” You asked looking over at him. He hummed slightly letting you know he was listening. “You’re um, you uh, i can see.” You stopped talking trying to find the words, he looked up at you confused. “English please?” He said laughing. You swallowed hard blushing even more before speaking. “You’re um well you’re pitching a tent.” You said motioning your eyes to his boner.

His eye followed your motion and he gasped before covering it and leaning over covering his face with his hands. “Oh my god im so sorry, i uh i read a sex page in my comic.” He said, you just sighed knowing he was lying. You got all of his comics for him since you were older by maybe 3 or 4 years, you kept all the explicit comics to yourself knowing Rick and Michonne would not appreciate you giving him rated R comics, even if he is old enough to know what sex is.

“Bullshit, i get your comics for you, i know what they are before you get them. Talk to me what caused it i wont laugh or make fun of you i promise.” You said rubbing his back comforting him.

He sighed and looked at you. “You caused it, i like you a lot Y/N, fuck i think im in love with you, and every time i see you i just want you touch me, and when you showed up in this wanting to hang out i just started thinking about how much i want to have sex with you, and i sound like a idiot, you must hate me now.” He said putting his face back into his hands.

You looked at him shocked, all this time you thought he only liked you as a friend, you never knew he thought about you that way. You put your comic down and looked at him. “Okay.” You said grabbing the pillow and throwing it off the bed. You bit your lip as you stared at his boner, you felt yourself becoming wet.

“What?” He asked looking at the pillow then back at you. “Y/N what are you doing?” He asked as he watched you move so you were straddling him.

“You said every time you see me you want to fuck me and you want me to touch you, so i can either suck you off and then we can fuck or we can just skip the foreplay and get straight to it.” You said as you rolled your hips on his erection moaning softly.

He bit his lip and placed his hands on your hips helping you move them, groaning softly himself. “Let’s do the first one please.” He said leaning his head back.

You got off of him and helped him take off his pants and boxers. Your eyes widened as ou were nearly smacked in the face by his erection. If anything Carl was definitely not on the small side. You wrapped your hands around his length pumping him softly before taking him into your mouth, bobbing you head up and down at a steady pac. He moaned loudly but quickly covered his mouth silencing his moans incase his dad or anyone else was home. You slowly started to massage his balls, bobbing your head faster as you felt him twitching in your mouth, he soon after came down your throat. You pulled away swallowing his cum.

He reached over you and opened his nightstand pulling out a condom, he sat back down and slid it on, helping you out of your clothes. You gave him a shocked looked. “Why do you have a condom in your drawer?” You asked. He blushed and looked away for a second then looked back at you. “I had a dream about this happening and stole some from Glenn incase this ever really did happen.” He said blushing harder as his eye fell to your breast.

You giggled and kissed him softly before straddling him, with one hand you grabbed his shaft positioning the tip at your entrance before sliding it into you, with the other hand you had it tightly gripped on his shoulder. You winced at the pain, this wasn’t your first time, you had a lot of experiencing unwillingly at Woodbury but Carl was most definitely on the larger side.

“You okay Y/N?” He asked as he was fully inside you noticing the pure look of discomfort on your face. “Yeah I’m okay, its just been awhile since ive done this.” You said as you started to bounce up and down at a steady pace, moaning softly. Carl’s hands were placed on your hips groaning in pleasure as he helped you bounce up and down.

Carl kissed you silencing both of your moans in fear of someone hearing. You moaned into his mouth, speeding your pace up, the feeling of your stomach tightening caused you to break the kiss, “Carl I’m close.” You said whining in pleasure wrapping your arms around him and pulling him closer. He held you tightly and nodded into your chest. “I think i am too.” He said sucking on your nipple, you moaned loudly before cumming all over his length, he shot his load into the condom before laying backwards taking you down with him.

You looked at him smiling, “This does mean we’re dating now right?” You asked him, he laughed before nodding. “Yes it does.” He said as he slid out of you, you laid next to him lying your head on his chest.

“Carl? Y/N?” You heard Rick’s voice coming from the hallway, you both quickly got dressed and sat on the bed just as the door opened. “Hey what’re you two up to?” Rick asked looking at the both of you.

You shrugged and looked up at him. “We’re just reading comics nothing to exciting.” You said before looking back down at your comic. “Alright well Maggie and Glenn are having us over for dinner, just wanted to let you guys know. Don’t have too much fun.” Rick said as he closed the door.

You and Carl looked at each other before bursting out in laughter.

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I’M BACK!!!!!! Sorry for the shitty ending i didnt know how else to wrap it up

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I don’t want to sleep alone - Preference-Set A

Warnings; Mentions of anxiety and past trauma, typical canon violence. Requests are open! Guidlines are pinned at the top of my page A/N; Part two will be up in a few days! So if you don't see your favourite character here, they might be in Part 2 Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and banner

Rick Grimes; The two of you nearly died after an encounter with the Saviours. Both of you are dragging your feet, both physically and mentally exhausted. When you turn to head towards your bed for the night, Rick stops you. He te;;s you he nearly lost you today and he doesn't want to sleep without you. Taking hold of his hand, you ask him which bedroom. He leads you toward his room because in Rick's opinion, your bed is like sleeping on concrete.

Abraham Ford; Ever since the two of you started getting serious, Abraham began to fear losing you. It comes from losing his wife and children. One thing is for certain he refuses to let that happen. This leads to Abraham asking you if you want to stay the night or insisting you two sleep close to each other for safety. Abraham wants to hold you close to reaffirm your there. It does begin to ease his anxiety when you agree.

Shane Walsh; It's you who tells Shane you don't want to sleep without him. The new world is ferocious, unpredictable, and deadly. Shane has adapted to the new world quickly, without question. So it makes sense for the two of you to share a space. Shane accepts because he doesn't like the idea of you being so far away from him when anything could happen.

Father Gabriel Stokes; Before the dead rose, Gabriel couldn't imagine sleeping with anyone whom he hadn't married. It was a sin in his eyes. The realization death is around the corner for anyone forces Gabriel to realise he doesn't want to miss out on these experiences with you. Gabriel eventually picks up the courage and expresses his feelings, you made sure he's adamant before agreeing.

Merle Dixon; Merle doesn't want to sleep without you. For a couple of reasons; one he doesn't like waking up alone. He wants to wake up with your bodies pressed together. Secondly, if Merle was being completely honest with himself, he doesn't trust anyone in Woodbury, There's no way in hell someone's going to hurt you while he's around. He'd gladly die trying to protect you.

Luke; Luke doesn't want to sleep without you. He feels like it's the next natural stage within your relationship. Living together, sharing a bed etc. Luke is grateful the two of you have found each other. It's only natural he wants to progress your relationship as normal as possible. For Luke, sharing a bed feels like the next step.

Siddiq; Siddiq is shaken from his encounter with the Whisperers. He's never been more terrified of dying before. He's struggling to adapt back to real life, constantly dealing with nightmares When you make the suggestion, Siddiq agrees. He'd thought he'd never see you again. He considers your warm embrace will help him sleep through the night again

Eugene Porter; Eugene is taken aback when you tell him you don't to sleep without him. He can't fathom why you would want to share a bed with him. His reaction is adamant, of course, he does. The entire interaction is awkward, soft and endearing as you both decide who's bed to share.

Benjamin; Benjamin never expected to fall in love. Never expected to find someone in the apocalypse, but he has. He's lying in bed one night, tossing and turning, struggling to sleep. His feet instinctively head him in the direction of your room. When he knocks, you are half asleep. He blurts out he doesn't want to sleep alone. You reply by opening the door wider and allowing him in

Beta; Beta insists you don't sleep alone. Living outside with the Whisperers is dangerous, there's danger at every turn. Beta hasn't cared in the past. When you two get together. things change. Suddenly, he's scared to lose someone. There is someone in his life that he wants to protect. So he insists you two sleep side by side.

Theodore "T-Dog" Douglas; When everyone's sorting out sleeping accommodations in the prison. You surprise him when you tell him you don't want to sleep alone. T-Dog immediately goes in search of a comfortable place for you to sleep. It's nice at the end of the end of the day, to know he's going to fall asleep with you in his arms.

Alden; You and Alden are sitting together reading, your eyes drooping, struggling to stay awake. Alden makes the suggestion you go to bed. However, you refuse telling Alden you don't want to sleep without him. Alden smiles, he truly adores it when you're sleepy and completely honest. Alden replies with you don't have to. Alden leads you up to his room.

Justin; Justin doesn't want to sleep without you through jealousy. He doesn't like the way Daryl's been staring at you. He wants to remind everyone, especially Daryl who you come back to after your day has finished. Who keeps you warm on those cold nights

Noah; Things are always tense in the hospital. There's always some politics going around. Noah's favourite part of the hospital is you. You two are hanging out, when Noah brings it up. He doesn't want to sleep alone, because its time he could have spent with you. The sentiment is sweet and when you agree, Noah asks you which side you prefer.

Jerry; You come to Jerry in the middle of the night, tears running down your face, pain-stricken. Immediately Jerry opens up his arms, embracing you. Jerry sets into consoling you. The world is harsh and cruel and even the strongest people break. When you tell Jerry, you don't want to sleep without him, he tells you you don't have to because he's right here.

Axel; Axel struggles to get accustomed to the harsh reality of the world. You are the best thing to come out of it. Companionship, patience, love. So when you come into his cell asking to sleep with him, he scoots to the side, pulling back the blanket. He tells you, you don't have to ask. He'll protect you from the nightmares.

Gareth; Axel struggles to get accustomed to the harsh reality of the world. You are the best thing to come out of it. Companionship, patience, love. So when you come into his cell asking to sleep with him, he scoots to the side, pulling back the blanket. He tells you, you don't have to ask. He'll protect you from the nightmares.

Micheal Mercer; Micheal is always busy. He takes the job seriously because it's important. However, sometimes he can feel like he's not spending enough time with you. It's why one night, he decides to ask you, to stay. He tells you, he doesn't want to go to bed alone anymore. Not when he can fall and wake up to something beautiful

Negan; Negan smirks when you tell him you don't want to sleep alone. He's been waiting for you to come to him. He didn't want to put any pressure on you, but he's been wanting to share a bed with you for a while. In Negan's mind, it's another way to be close to you. An excuse to feel your body against his.

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THE DANCE AWARDS LAS VEGAS 2024

HIGH SCORE BY PERFORMANCE DIVISION (JUNIOR)

BALLET:

1st Verde - THE ROCK

2nd Lost Souls - DC2

3rd Coppelia - EXPRESSENZ

3rd Merry-Go-Round of Life - WOODBURY

4th La Danza - CSPAS

4th Masquerade - PRODIGY

4th Spiraling - ELITE DANCE CENTER

5th Karesansui - PAS DE DEUX HAWAII

5th Rise - BUNKER

CONTEMPORARY:

1st Mangata - EXPRESSENZ

2nd Kneel to Pray - LARKIN

3rd Don’t Pass Me By - LARKIN

4th Bound - KIM MASSAY

4th There Will Come A Time - DC2

5th Alpha Shallows - WOODBURY

5th Derealization - KIM MASSAY

5th Somebody Like Me - CSPAS

5th Without Wings - CLUB DANCE

LYRICAL:

1st Turning Page - EXPRESSENZ 

2nd Seven Birds - PRODIGY 

3rd Everything Is Perfect, And I’m Still Sad - BOBBIE’S

4th Body - ARTISTIC FUSION

5th Come Back Home - DC2

5th Depth In Sorrow - BUNKER

JAZZ:

1st Dance With Me - DC2

1st Love Is In Control - LARKIN

2nd Breaking Dishes - CSPAS

2nd Winner - DC2

3rd New York, New York - EXPRESSENZ

4th Circle Up - KIM MASSSAY

5th I Prefer You - THE ROCK

TAP:

1st Five In Time - DANCEOLOGY 

1st Percussive Instincts - THE DYNAMIC

2nd Diablo Rojo - THE DYNAMIC 

3rd Smooth Criminal - THE DYNAMIC

4th Bennie and the Jets - PRODIGY 

4th Bolero - LARKIN

4th It’s All Right - EXPRESSENZ 

5th Green Onions - BUNKER 

5th Step Right Up - ARTISTIC DANCE PROJECT

MUSICAL THEATRE:

1st Be Our Guest - EXPRESSENZ 

2nd A Cover Is Not The Book - MLDA

3rd Ladies’ Choice - WOODBURY 

4th WONKA - PRODIGY

5th Forget About The Boy - DANCEOLOGY

HIP HOP:

1st It’s the Remix - DC2 

2nd P.D.D. Symphony - PAS DE DEUX HAWAII 

3rd Picture This - EXPRESSENZ

4th New Phone Who Dis? - ARTISTIC DANCE PROJECT

4th Why You So Jealous - CSPAS 

5th Bills - MLDA

5th Overtime - THE ROCK 

BALLROOM:

1st Down to Georgia - DC2

2nd Like That - CSPAS

3rd Do It Like This - PRODIGY

4th Digga Boom - BUNKER

5th Do The Conga - MARIES

5th Let Me Think About It - PAS DE DEUX HAWAII

SPECIALTY:

1st Like An Angel - DC2

2nd Heart Shaped Box - CSPAS

3rd People Are Strange - PRODIGY 

4th Soul Glow - MLDA

5th Ke Kuko E Ka Manawa - OHANA 

[beardedmrbean]

At least three suspects were in custody Monday after an online threat against schools in four New Jersey districts led two to close, canceling classes for almost 6,000 students.

Threats were made against specific schools in the Woodbury, Deptford, Glassboro and Haddon Heights districts in southern New Jersey. Woodbury and Deptford closed all schools while Glassoro and Haddon Heights schools were open but with an increased police presence.

Glassboro police said in a statement that two youths from Woodbury and one from Glassboro had been arrested. The statement, citing a threat directed at Bowe Middle School, credited members of the community with aiding in identification of the suspects.

"The children that attend school in our district may not biologically be ours, but we look after them as if they are our own," the statement said, adding that police "will never stop taking whatever measures necessary to ensure they are protected from the evil that tries to instill fear and cause chaos."

The threat comes days after a 14-year-old student is accused of fatally shooting two students and two teachers at his high school in Winder, Georgia.

Screen shots from TikTok posted in community Facebook pages showed the threats and list of schools.

The Woodbury City district, with more than 1,700 students, posted a statement from Superintendent Andrew T. Bell Sr. on its website saying its schools would be closed Monday. Bell said the threat was not believed to be credible but that the district "exercising extreme caution to ensure the safety of our students, staff and families. Please be assured that school safety remains our top priority, and we are taking every precaution necessary to maintain a secure environment."

Bell said the district was working closely with police investigating the source of this threat. He urged families to "remain vigilant" and report any information that might be relevant to the investigation to law enforcement or school district officials.

Kevin Kanauss, superintendent of schools for more than 4,000 students in Deptford Township, said that "after carefully reviewing the progress of the investigation with our security team and law enforcement this evening, I have decided to close schools for Monday, September 9, 2024, out of an abundance of caution and for the safety and security of our entire Deptford Spartan Community."

Arrests made in Florida school threats

In Florida, arrests were made over the weekend in two school threat cases. A 13-year-old boy was arrested Sunday, accused of making a social media threats against Madison County schools on Instagram. The sheriff's department said late Sunday the investigation will remain active until it is determined that the juvenile acted alone.

In Broward Sheriff’s Office said it arrested a 14-year-old high school student late Saturday for making written threats to kill or conduct a mass shooting. She posted multiple stories on Instagram on Saturday afternoon that contained threats, including one post that listed several schools across Broward County that would be targeted with violence. Other posts contained additional threats of a school shooting or other violence. 

[general-kalani]

{ @vuulpecula liked for a starter from Philip Blake! }

Work, something he really enjoyed at the moment after everything that has happened. Losing Penny, losing his damned eye. All of it was a horrid loss.

He heard a commotion by the front gates, something about not letting visitors in at the moment.

He wasn't paying attention as he sipped a glass of whiskey and stared at the pages on the desk. Trying to consider what to do, what was even worth doing in the first place...

Clearly he'd been distracted for a while as the doors... Well, either he hadn't heard a knock or they hadn't bothered knocking in the first place because in this group of people walking as if they owned Woodbury itself.

He couldn't help his anger, he would have stood and raised a gun but there was already a gun aimed at him.

"Who the hell are you and why are you in my office?"

[kc-the-writer]

Fear Thy Nature - Teaser

Frigid wind blasted through the balmy March evening, weaving through the narrow streets of the Lower East Side, instantly subduing the sweet smell of spring's earliest blooms as it mingled with the fetid decay piled in the city streets.

Meandering through the labyrinth of narrow alleyways, the wind crept through the Bowery and hushed the flicker from the few remaining gas lamps. Building after building, tenements were plunged into complete darkness, with only the glow of oil lamps and candlelights in the windows high above offering any hope of illumination.

The wind busied itself briefly with an abandoned newspaper. The storm cared little for society weddings, a fatal gas leak on Marble Row, or the offerings on Broadway and discarded The Times several blocks north in a whirlwind of wet pages, further decorating the squalor of the landscape.

The last of the warm spring wind hovered over the fashionable neighborhoods to the north and caressed the faces of those who braved the streets of New York City at nightfall. Where the rich met the poor, the garish met the gaunt, electric lights of the upper set met the darkness of the slums; the bitter winds of change and debauched darkness met Maeve Woodbury. Here at the undoubtedly closed bakery, she removed the key from her leather boot and stepped inside the candlelighted room, out of the chill and into the warm company of her dearest friends.

"Ladies, when shall we next meet? The ache in my bones tells me we could be in for quite a storm," Mae asked the women seated at the bay window table. Her warm breath clouded the doorway against the evening's sudden chill, causing the fog to envelop her petite frame as she removed her gloves and stepped into the warmth.

Closing her eyes for fear of rolling them, Sidonia Van der Snyte looked past the latecomer and to the dark evening. "There's always an ache in your bones, dear. The weather has been wonderful as of late. The whole of winter went by like a seaside holiday."

Aurelia Luppino sighed, wistful for the Mediterranean winters she had known in childhood. "It felt like home."

"I suppose you are right. Mr. Whitman seems to believe so. Dermont took me to hear his latest work last night," Maeve noted. "It seems they are already celebrating the season's first blooms in Brooklyn. At least those of dandelions." She pressed her handkerchief to her nose at the mention of the weeds. She gathered her composure once she was confident the urge to sneeze had passed. "Mr. Whitman has such a sense for what is to come. You both could be right, but it is downright bitter out there."

This time, there was no stopping Sidonia's eyes from spinning in suspicion. "Do you always get your news from the ramblings of a madman?"

"I get my news from you, Sid."

Cocking her head to the side, unsure if she had fully understood the banter of the other women, Aurelia asked, "Is there a difference?"

When Sidiona stood from the table in a huff, the chill from the crack under the door was undeniable. "Perhaps Mae is right. She was right about the tea, after all. Did you bring the good sort from uptown?" Straightening her stance, she took the teapot from the table.

"Pendleton's Tea and Tonics, naturally. The finest in all of the city," Maeve promised, extending an emerald box with gold lettering. She scooped the lemon balm, jasmine flower, and lavender into the kettle in Sidonia's hands. "They say this one can help a person see the future. Perhaps this one will settle the debate on the weather. Whether it does or not, I promise the new blend is delicious."

Aurelia's smile brightened with the first taste but fell with the second sip. "How sad to have tasted the very best. Then, what shall I have to look forward to?"

"Sounds to me, the tea may tell you that itself," Sidonia groaned at the notion of tea meant to open a third eye. She had done fine to rely on her two amethyst eyes since birth.

Ignoring the skeptic, Maeve poured a cup for herself and felt the steam tickle her nose. The warm porcelain in her hands and the company of her book club slowly but steadily drove out the chill from deep within her chest. "Well, Lia, I am glad you asked about the Pendletons. It seems their case is nearly won. Dermont tells me the Gerard family has no claim to the patents on the family's pharmacy or cosmetic lines. With any luck, we will all be free to summer in Saratoga, happily slathered in Pendleton sun cream. I am nearly tempted to spend all I have on Pendleton stock and would encourage you-" Maeve's gaze dropped to the table.

While the women's club was meant to discuss books, they had come to find they would rather share their views on politics, religion, and sex. Nothing was taboo between them, but as her eyes flicked to Aurelia's mangled right hand resting on Sidonia's soiled lace tablecloth, she realized the three had no business bringing money into the conversation, no matter what foresight the tea had to offer. "I only mean to say I will know more next week after attending Mrs. Pendleton's gala. Sid, will you be attending?"

"I will be present. You know the rules, Maeve. If you wish to see me at Mrs. Pendleton's gala, you must sneak into the kitchen with the rest of the help. You can only pretend to be lost on the way to the powder room so many times, lest she suspect we are friendly."

Tea poured from Aurelia's lips as she struggled to contain her laughter. "You, my dear Sidonia, will never be mistaken for friendly."

[littlegodzilla]

Next chapter!! Just one more left.

I hope you'll like this one!

Enjoy!!

The Farmer Masterlist.

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The Farmer.

Mini series. Chapter 5.

Warnings: Romantic date. Fluff. Domestic life. Smut.

Words: 4600.

Summary: John and you finally have a date.

Taglist: @minervadashwood @green-eyedladywrites @freshlemontea

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Part 5.

He finally buys the furniture at Woodbury Market, knowing what Lindsey wants, or rather what Mary has sent him, he can get to work. He needs to make a couple of trips to load everything, the closet, some shelves, a chest of drawers, the desk and chair, he also buys a mosquito net to install in the sale, he also buys the protection bars to attach to the bed so Lindsey wouldn't fall out at night. Grab some more wood paint and head home. He parks the van with the back toward the porch so he can bring all the furniture down and then bring it into the house.

"Are you changing your room?" He hears from behind him and when he turns around he sees you standing next to the vehicle smiling.

You two still have that date, that dinner, pending, but for the last few days you've been in touch on the phone talking about his work in the field, your schedules, unimportant things, just keeping in touch. John likes the relationship you two have, sometimes he feels like a fifteen year old boy meeting a girl and not daring to ask her out.

"Hi, what are you doing here?" he asks you but tries not to sound rude, you laugh and point to your work van.

"I'm here to bring some stuff for Parrot Farm." You explain and point to all the furniture again with your eyes.

"I'm fixing up one of the rooms upstairs." He answers at last. "My daughter is coming to visit me when I get it ready." He waits a few seconds to give you that information and looks at you to check your reaction.

"Your daughter?" you ask in surprise. "I didn't know..." You whisper, but shake your head. "Do you need me to give you a hand with that?"

"Do you mind? If you have things to do..."

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

Between the two of you, you lower the remaining furniture off the side of the porch and then move it into the living room. John gasps in relief that he has everything home now, there are a couple of details missing, but they're ordered, so he doubts they'll be a problem.

"I sent a couple of things to the greenhouse, I didn't trust them to get here with the truck and I put your address on it." He looks at you a little embarrassed.

"No problem, I'll let the girls know and when it arrives I'll call you or give you a ride home." You offer and he nods.

"Thanks, I still have to finish painting the walls and I want to change the colors of the furniture..."

"Sounds like a lot of work, how are you managing in the field?"

"Fine, Hershel had a timer installed and it really saves me a lot of time, I just have to make sure the raft is full and he just works."

"Hershel has helped many here, he certainly knows what he's doing." You smile and fidget nervously. "I... I have to go, but... Do you want me to come over later and help you?" you offer biting your lip.

"Do you mind?" he looks at you with curiosity in his eyes. "I-I don't want to bother you, if you're busy or have plans..."

"No, no, I'll come over later and give you a hand."

"Great, thanks a lot." He smiles and gives you a hug pressing your body against his, you laugh and pat his back before breaking the hug.

"I have to go to work, see you this afternoon."

"Sure, see you later." He says goodbye and walks you to the door of his house.

John watches you leave before going back inside the house and continuing with his furniture task. Little by little he takes the pieces upstairs to the hallway leaving everything there, he still needs to give the last touches to the walls, the wall where the unicorn goes has been left pink for the vinyl he has bought, if it really is the size it says on the page, be thankful that you wanted to help him because he alone it will be impossible to place it.

**

After giving him the second coat, go down to eat, check that the drip irrigation is still working properly and open the water passage to fill what has been spent of water, that day it is his turn, so he can abuse a little. Leaving the passage open, he goes back inside the house to eat a little and go over some new bills that have arrived and to make numbers with the money he has left in the bank.

He should start looking for a job there, until he gets a return on his crops. He has no financial problems but the savings don't last forever and he has invested quite a bit between the land and Lindsey's room.

He has no regrets.

He throws the soda can in the trash can and goes back out to the pond, the water is already reaching its limit, so he turns off the tap and checks that the irrigation has also stopped. He smiles in satisfaction and goes back inside to start painting the furniture he bought.

They all have a dull brown color that doesn't characterize a children's room. He carefully lays some old carpeting on the floor and prepares the cans of wood paint; he will paint them all white and then alternate drawers in pink or purple, with the handles in green, these are the colors his daughter has chosen, so he is going to use them as much as possible, without being excessive.

He's just finishing assembling the master closet when he hears a knock at the door. He takes a few steps back to see how the set is coming together and clenches his fists. He hears the doorbell ring again and comes down the stairs wiping the paint off his fingers when he opens the door and sees you on the other side. You've changed clothes, you're wearing a loose fitting denim bib overalls and a tank top that covers you only up to your belly button as the bib overalls cover everything else, you smile and wave at him, John awkwardly shakes his head stepping aside to let you pass.

"I hope I'm not late, I had a double shift at work today, sorry." You apologize, but he shakes his head.

"Don't worry, I'm still painting the furniture, so I could use your help."

The two of you walk up to the room that will one day be for Lindsey, John really hopes it won't be too much longer than that, he walks into the room showing you what he's been doing, but not seeing you with him, he looks up and sees you in the doorway of the room.

"Is something wrong?" he looks at you worriedly.

"Y-you've done all this?" you're surprised, the room isn't finished, true, but just looking at the dedication in painting the walls and the huge closet repainted and decorated to the girl's taste.

"Yeah... What? You think it's too stuffy, you think she might not like it, should I just paint it one color?"

"It's... it's stunning, John, I'm sure she's going to love it." You smile at last and he breathes a sigh of relief.

"Thank you... you almost gave me a heart attack."

"I'm sorry, it's just... it's beautiful."

"Wait till you see it finished." He smiles proudly and holds out a paintbrush. "Will you help me?"

The two of you sit on the floor, on the carpet, starting to paint what's missing, following the order John wanted to keep with the colors. As you finished one piece of furniture, John would get up to assemble it, after it dried, and you would continue painting the next one. You don't know what time it is exactly, but it's late, there are still things left to dry, assemble and paint, you clearly need a break.

"I'll take you home." The farmer offers.

"No need, I came with my car. This Saturday I'm free, if you want I can come early and help you finish with the furniture."

"No." He says flatly and you frown. "Saturday we're going into city, you and me." He smiles staring at you. "You're helping me so much with all this and I don't even know how to thank you." He rubs the back of his neck looking down at the ground, self-conscious. "So I'd like to spend the day together... if you want to."

You struggle to react, blinking several times, but finally a nervous chuckle escapes you and you nod your head several times.

"Yes, yes, I'd love to, it's been a long time since I've been out of here." You say excitedly.

"Great, I'll pick you up around... nine o'clock? It's about a three hour drive..."

"Yeah, nine o'clock is fine, I... do you want me to wait for you at work or...?"

"I know where you live, I go straight there." he looks sideways at you, raising his eyebrows as he chews his lip, he looks adorable and at the same time has some mischief shining in his eyes.

You agree to let him stop by your house to pick you up, you agree on a time again and say goodbye until Saturday, possibly you'll see each other before then, but it's an official date and John feels like he's really looking forward to it.

**

The vinyl arrives sooner than he expects, so does the mattress for Lindsey's bed, forcing him to get the bed shell ready quicker than he intended, but it looks good, the paint is dry and everything fits perfectly, even the guard rails. She makes sure the canopy poles are secure and attaches the white fabric with pink highlights by tying it to the pole with a soft purple ribbon.

As he approaches the nursery in search of his things he feels all eyes on him like the first time he arrived, however, he is aware of what they are looking at as he has stopped to talk to you and feels his mouth pull up in a smile he can't disguise. You both are flirting in front of everyone. You don't mind the stares, you keep talking and laughing enjoying each other's company. When John comes home he leaves the bed fully prepared and in the evening you help him put up the vinyl on the wall where the bed is leaning.

"Lindsey is going to love it." You had told him and John really hoped you were right.

**

John is nervous. He feels almost as if he is about to walk into a meeting for the first time. Before he arrived, he had wondered if he should have gone through a meeting first, but it felt good, he felt confident that he could do it. He really hopes he can do it.

He takes a deep breath and gets out of the truck smoothing his shirt walking to your front door, knocking on the door.

You don't live on a farm like Hershel or him, the house is in one of the neighborhoods on the outskirts of town, with a fenced backyard and a white and blue two-story house. You open the door and John's eyes widen. No doubt he has to tell Mark that he is totally wrong.

You're wearing a pretty dress of light fabric, tight and ruffled across your chest, getting John to notice its size is larger than he thought it was, it marks your figure to your waist and then falls loose and light to your knees, it's a soft greenish shade with a small print, you've left your hair loose and it falls tangled over your shoulders. He smiles because you look a little embarrassed at his intense stare and he clears his throat.

"You look beautiful." He tells you sincerely.

"Thank you, you look handsome too, you shaved." You say touching his cheek.

"Just a little... Shall we go?"

You nod and ride in the van heading into town. You talk for a while on the way, nothing extensive just knowing if Lindsey's room is still on, which offends her father a little, but you both laugh and enjoy each other's company. John catches you glancing several times in the car mirror, nervously fidgeting uncomfortably in the seat.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just... I haven't been in city in a long time..." you smile feeling a bit of an idiot.

"If it's any consolation it hasn't changed much, so you have nothing to worry about." He jokes and you smile gratefully. "Did you live with your family in town?" he asks curiously.

"No, actually I came for studies, I tried to stay but... there's too much noise, too many people, I didn't... I didn't feel ready."

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who has that feeling." He encourages you. "Do you have friends in town, do you want us to call them?" he offers but you shake your head.

"No, no, I had a group of friends, but over time we stopped seeing each other, I guess we each took a direction..."

"And any boyfriends?" he dares to ask and you look at him then laugh low.

"I had one too, but that was a long time ago, I don't remember him anymore." You shrug and he nods. "Jealous?"

"Of course not." He snorts feeling his cheeks burn. "I-I was just curious."

"It would be a little strange for him to be here and me to be in town...wouldn't it?"

"I guess." You look at each other and the two of you share a look laden with meaning.

John parks the car in a parking space his parents don't use and you go for a walk down the street. Not much has changed, as John has told you, but you discover new nooks and crannies that weren't there when you lived there. You stop at a children's store and look inside curiously, John follows you a few steps behind not knowing what exactly you're looking for, but he doesn't ask either.

"Shall we buy some stuffed animals for Lindsey?" You propose picking up a tremendously soft cat-shaped stuffed animal.

"I don't really have anything to decorate her room..."

"Other than everything you bought her?" you joke and he snorts. "I'll give it to her, if you don't mind."

"No, of course not... Do you want to meet her?" He dares to ask moving a little closer to you.

"Yes, of course, you've built a room from scratch just for her, trying to make it to her taste, you've spared no detail, it's... it's obvious she's very important to you." You shrug embarrassed, playing with the stuffed animal between your fingers.

John smiles moving closer to you, his hands brush against your cheeks and his lips kiss you slowly, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks and you sigh against his lips before breaking the kiss and smiling.

"Okay, I'll take that as you're fine with that." You laugh low and lose yourself through the shelves with him a few steps behind.

He watches you silently, you look excited and focused, his imagination running wild thinking about being able to touch you, to go back to that day on his couch that he stupidly messed up. His hands keep itching wanting to touch you again, to feel your soft skin, to remember your taste on his tongue. He groans shaking his head, not the best place to think about that kind of thing.

"Do you like it?" you move closer showing him a stuffed animal with googly eyes, but which is no particular animal.

"What's that supposed to be?"

"I'm not sure, but it's soft, funny, with adorable eyes and fluffy." You repeat waving the doll in front of his eyes.

"Okay, you've convinced me." He holds in a laugh and picks up the stuffed animal you're showing him, but you take it out of his hands.

"No way, I said I was giving it to her."

You leave the store after buying the stuffed animal for Lindsey, although it is not the only thing you have bought, from your bag hangs a doll similar to the one you bought but of a different size and color. John can't help but laugh and hold it up to look at it curiously.

"I thought you were going to buy Linds."

"And I did buy her one, but I couldn't resist, it's endearing."

He can't stop looking at you, there are so many differences between you, your mind enjoys the little things, things that maybe to others seem absurd, he's not calling you childish or immature, he just likes that innocence and curiosity he just discovered in you. Mature and responsible at work, now more relaxed you are fun and witty. He wonders if things could have been so simple before, if alcohol hadn't been in the way, maybe his old relationships would have been different. It's possible, but when he looks at you again he knows it's not just his addiction, there's something about you that makes him smile and feel like an idiot, the atmosphere is relaxed, the conversation flows without being awkward.

He walks up to you because you've stopped at a clothing store and holds your hand. You lift your head like a spring to look at him and feel your cheeks redden again because his smile makes you feel a flutter in your stomach.

"Is something wrong?" you dare to ask, but you don't let go of his hand.

"No, I'm just... glad to be here with you." He says sincerely.

You walk the rest of the walk holding hands until hunger overtakes you and you stop at a restaurant.

**********

It is in the evening when you arrive at John's farm, he has offered to invite you to dinner and you have not refused. You enter the house and go to the kitchen in search of a vase to put your flowers in. John gave them to you, you don't know where they came from, but you were talking to an old friend, the world is a small world sometimes, and when you said goodbye he was waiting for you with a small bouquet. It was a detail that melted your heart, you couldn't even help kissing him there in the middle of the street.

"I don't have any vase for flowers, but...." He walks up to you with a tall glass. "Maybe with this..."

"I think they'll survive." You joke.

You walk over to the kitchen faucet to fill the glass with some water. John bites his cheeks and walks over to you as well. He's been holding back as long as he can, but he can't hold it in anymore. Slowly, tangling his fingers in your hair, he pushes it aside, his free hand touches your waist and he leans over you, kissing your neck, little by little, moving up to your jaw, down again to your shoulder, his fingers caressing and squeezing your waist above your dress. You sigh closing your eyes, pushing your head aside, giving him more space, he growls at your positive reaction, sliding the tip of his tongue over the shape of your ear making you shiver. He releases your hair to bring his hand to your throat, your chin, his thumb caresses your lips and you suck on his finger, John mumbles, turns you around and you kiss intensely. His mouth catches your lower lip, biting it, tugging lightly on it. You gasp against his mouth before kissing him back, you hold him by the back of his neck, clinging to his body as much as possible, his hands fall to your ass and grab it tightly, he pulls you away from the kitchen and walks with you gropingly to the couch where he sits with you on top of him, just like that time. Excitement runs through John's body and his hands almost tremble on your ass as he pulls the skirt of your dress and his fingers make contact with the soft round skin of your buttocks and he gasps.

"Fuck, so soft..." He whispers against your mouth and you can't help but laugh.

You move your hips against his crotch and bite your lip as he is completely hard, you gasp and close your eyes as you feel him give you a little spank and pull you harder against him moving your hips against you. You kiss him harder, your tongues tangle, your lips suck on his tongue and his fingers press harder against your skin, trembling.

"Maybe I should stop?" you whisper against his mouth and he denies.

"No, no, please..." He writhes beneath you. "It won't happen again like the other day, but let me touch you."

You laugh softly at his desperation, take one of his hands and guide it inside your panties. John moans against your mouth and his fingers move over your folds feeling his fingers getting wet.

"All this for me?" he gasps, his voice hoarse.

"I've been like this since this morning you came looking for me." You confess in his ear and he snorts in despair. "I couldn't have fun the other time..." You stare at him and John bites his lip.

"I understand... take what you want, for now." He says the last with a grunt. John is dominant, you know he's not going to let you take control, but that he owes you an apology. Your body trembles with anticipation.

You kiss again, with desire, need, John bites your lips, squeezes your face between his hands, but you finally break away sliding down his body until you are on your knees between his legs. John stirs to unbuckle his pants, unbuckles his belt and unzips his fly, you help him pull his pants down to his ankles and do the same with his boxers. His cock jumps out in front of your eyes, slightly curved, leaning against his thigh, swollen, veins marching along its length. You've never thought a cock could be pretty, but it's certainly one you won't mind taking in your mouth.

You lean forward, your tongue running down its size until your lips close around its tip and you suck, looking up to see him. John leans back, head resting against the back of the couch, he grunts and spreads his legs a little further apart, he lifts his head again to watch his cock lose itself inside your mouth, your hand pumping as your mouth roams him. A moan vibrates between his lips, he is tempted to hold your head and fuck your mouth until he cums, but he holds back, he has many ideas for you and he hasn't started yet. He plans to run all over you and not stop until he makes a mess of you.

"Stop..." He asks you in a whisper, your lips sucking on his tip one last time before parting and licking your lips. "Let's go to my room..."

He helps you up off the floor. He kisses you unbuttoning your dress, pulls it over your head and undoes your bra as well. Your tits dance free before his eyes and he massages them between his hands, squeezes them together and takes your nipples into his mouth, licks and nibbles your areolas making you moan. He pulls away and takes your hand leading you to his room.

John lays you down on the bed, pulls your legs until your ass is at the edge of the mattress and kneels in front of you, spreading your legs apart while pulling your panties until he manages to pull them off and throw them somewhere in the room. His teeth catch the skin of your leg, following a line of kisses and bites until he reaches your inner thigh. He bites your skin hard, you let out a moan, but he doesn't stop, he bites and sucks leaving a clear purple mark on your thigh, he spreads some more marks along your thighs until he reaches your groin where he bites a little harder and you moan lifting your hips. His lips lightly brush your core getting your legs to tremble and you sigh, he looks sideways at you with a sly little smile on his mouth before running his tongue between your folds, you moan and he purrs at the taste of you on his tongue. He settles you better and his lips close around your clit, licking and sucking, touching it with his tongue, scratching it with his teeth, not hurting. Your back arches, you're unable to say anything, you've become a pile of babbles and moans, your knees tremble every time his tongue squeezes your nub, your breath catches as his tongue finds its way into your pussy and his hands caress your body until they reach your nipples, squeezing them at the same time his tongue fucks you. Your eyes roll and you moan louder resting your feet on his shoulders.

"John!" you moan his name moving your hips against his mouth.

He grunts and tries to hold you still, but your hips keep disobeying him. He releases your tits and lifts his head from between your legs hearing you protest. His eyes are dark blue with dilated pupils, he breathes hard through his mouth and his lips are wet from your juices.

"Believe me I want you to cum, but I'm trying to get you to be obedient."

"I'm trying, but it's your tongue's fault..." You justify yourself and he snorts.

"Should I stop?"

"No, no." You plead this time. "I'll be good." You promise him and he nods, the tip of his tongue grazes your clit again, swollen and craving attention. Your body jerks again.

John's mouth moves more intensely over your pussy now, his tongue flicks across you, his teeth and lips squeeze your clit, his fingers play with your tits and torture your nipples. You can't hold back any longer, screaming his name you bury your fingers in his locks of hair and cum in his mouth, feeling your whole body tremble, as his tongue enters deeper into you as if to devour you. Your mind slowly returns from its high still feeling his tongue licking your folds. He kisses your clit one last time before sitting up from the floor. His fingers rub his cock, swollen, red head, a trickle of preseminal begins to drip from the tip. You lick your lips and move in ready to put it in your mouth again, but he stops you, in the drawer of the small table he picks up a condom. You take it out of his hand and without looking away you place it on his cock with your mouth.

"Fuck..." He huffs grabbing you by the hair. "What did they teach you in the city?" he teases and you purr on his cock, the vibration running up and down his length digging into his balls. "Lie down." He asks you as he slides the condom completely over his length and lies down on top of you.

He grabs one of your legs and places it over his shoulder. You stare at each other intensely, panting, your noses brushing as John rubs his cock against your folds and finally thrusts into your pussy. You close your eyes as you feel his size and moan low, he has his eyes locked on you, breathing hard, taking in every grimace you make as he rocks his hips staying completely inside you. John squeezes the sheets between his fingers as your pussy closes around his cock, squeezing it. He snaps like an animal and moves outward to thrust hard again. A cry of pleasure escapes your mouth, hoarse, deep, he leans further over your body, leaving you trapped under his weight, your leg over his shoulder, his fingers loosening the sheets to tangle in your hair. His hips begin to move faster, more intense, he grunts and gasps as you kiss and his hips move faster.

A gasp of surprise escapes your mouth as you feel his fingers seek your clit again, moving fast over it, increasing your pleasure so that pleasure quickly forms in your lower belly and you burst, you hug yourself to his body, moan against your ear, your pussy squeezes his cock and you hear him moan low as he cums too, filling the condom. His hips move much slower as you recover from your orgasm. John carefully lifts himself off your body to remove the condom and throw it in the bathroom trash.

When he returns to the bedroom, you are still lying there waiting for him, wanting to know what is going to happen next. John lies down next to you and kisses you, you embrace and he caresses your body. His caresses and warmth gradually lull you to sleep. Maybe you should talk about this, but sleep overcomes you both.

**

To be Continued...

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I hope you liked it!!

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Coral Woodbury, Elizabeth Catlett, 2020, Sumi Ink on Book Page, 11.375 x 8.625 in.

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Two Topics

Boofy777:

Hello, this will be two parts on two different topics so please bear with me.

FIRST OF ALL, RED HAIR. It would seem that red hair = impending  death in the TWD universe, and here are the reasons I believe this.  First of all we have Sophia and her red haired doll, and of course Sofia passed away. Next we have Mica in S4 and the red haired doll she found in the cabin in The Grove named Griselda Gunderson.  As we know, Mica was killed by her sister, Lizzie. We also have the redheads Eric (killed in the Negan war), Frankie (Negans’s former wife, killed by the Whisperers), Daniel from The Kingdom (died in Negan war) Leah, whether a natural redhead or Daryl’s hallucination as a redhead, killed by Daryl himself.  And last but NEVER least, Abraham, killed by Lucille - and let’s not forget, Michonne saw a walker with red hair who looked just like him. Redheads just don’t fare well on the show.

I would also like to discuss the podcast for a bit.  Many die hard TDer’s have left “the team” over the last few years, finally reaching the conclusion that the original plan WAS to bring Beth back, but somewhere along the line, for whatever reason, “plans got dicked”, to quote Abraham Ford.  To me, the biggest argument against this idea is that EMILY HAS NEVER EXPLAINED THAT THIS WAS THE CASE.

Laurie Holden, who played Andrea, has been very frank in a couple of interviews since Andrea’s death   that the original plan for her character was to remain with the franchise for at least eight seasons. She even said that she was supposed to “save Woodbury  riding in on a horse” and was “supposed to end up with Rick”, as in the comics. 

Okay - so why hasn’t Emily stated this in interviews when the topic of returning is brought up?  It’s been YEARS now, so when people ask, why not say so?  Like, “Well I was supposed to come back, but …."  ??? I mean,  she could cite creative differences, conflicts with her music projects, anything at all.

And yet….she doesn’t.  She’s not even smooth about it, saying something like, "well in the zombie apocalypse, anything is possible, right?” Which would be true either way, since shows write people back in all of the time, this is all FICTION after all, so why is she so dodgy and uncomfortable when this is brought up?  What are your thoughts?

TWDMusicBoxMystery:

I heartily agree! You explained both of these very well. I’m super impressed with all the examples of doomed red heads you came up with (RIP all of them). Great connections there.

And I agree about them explaining it, too. I always make the same argument for the as-yet-unseen scenes they filmed with Emily at the white cabin during S5. Can sequences like that get cut? Sure. But when they do, they ALWAYS end up as deleted scenes or DVD extras. Furthermore, there was a man who owned the property and was allowed to take pics while they filmed, but was told he couldn’t post them until after the scenes aired on TV. He still has not shared those pics. And if the scenes had been scrapped, he would have been allowed to post his pics already.

So yeah, it all amounts to the same thing: Beth and those missing scenes are still in play, which is why the writers and everyone associated with the show are so tight-lipped about them. If things had changed, trust me, we’d know. Just as you said above. So, we’re definitely on the same page about this.

Xoxo! 🔔💝

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This dog’s super cute rainbow “leg warmer” dye job beams with Pride

Fur the Love of Pets — a pet grooming salon in Woodbury, Minnesota — proudly shows its colors all year round. But just in time for Twin Cities Pride last month, the salon gave one proud pup an eye-popping rainbow-colored dye job — using pet-safe fur color options, of course. Ruby, a dog that belongs to one of the salon’s stylists, received the stunning dye job, which the salon shared on its Facebook page. The dye makes it look like she’s wearing stylish leg warmers, but it’s really just her own fur. Related Their Straight Ally Pride flag just got stolen, but their dog still supports Pride “We will continue to display our alliance.” Atlas Roy, the salon’s co-owner, told LGBTQ Nation, “[We] love the opportunity to let our customers show their [Pride] as well by providing … some fun furstyles — like rainbow mohawks!” Roy said several other dogs also planned on strutting their own rainbow-colored designs at Loring Park during the festival too. Never Miss a Beat Subscribe to our newsletter to stay ahead of the latest LGBTQ+ political news and insights. Subscribe to our Newsletter today The salon was recently named one of the best grooming salons in the state by the website The Daily Groomer. Not only does it offer grooming, nail trims, and professional pet photography, but it also caters to pets of all shapes and sizes, including guinea pigs, birds, rabbits, and reptiles. Roy Atlas Ruby the dog shows off her pride at Fur the Love of Pets’ grooming shop What better way to show off Pride than with the loyalty and love of a beloved dog? In fact, LGBTQ+ people and their allies have creatively shown their pride through their pets’ help numerous times in the past. There’s the “openly gay pets” Instagram account where pets play with their rainbow-colored gear. There was also the proud queer dog dads photographed with their playful pups. And who can forget Nellie the Golden Retriever who appeared in the queer school romance series Heartbreaker? Dogs are known as some of the most loving pets of all time. It only makes sense that they’d help us share our queer love with the world as well! Pride in Pictures is LGBTQ Nation’s annual series celebrating Pride across the country. We asked our readers to send in their pictures and stories of Pride and we got so many rainbows. Keep an eye out for more heartwarming stories to get you ready for Pride Month 2024. http://dlvr.it/TB4kXw

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Woodbury County Sheriff's Office warns residents of scam calls

SIOUX CITY, Iowa (Iowa Media Wire) — The Woodbury County Sheriff’s Office is asking residents to be mindful of scam calls claiming to be law enforcement officials.   According to a post from the Woodbury County Sheriff’s Office’s Facebook page, the scammer will claim to be Sergeant Steven WIlliams and try to convince you that you have warrants. 2024 Siouxland Flooding Coverage Anyone who…

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