#Buggy Mums

[spacedustmantis]

i love making big life decisions at 4am

[loudestcloud]

I'll never really understand people complaining about ads who don't have ad blockers but especially if you can be triggered in any way by something like a clown, derealization, lights, spiders, loud noises ect then you should have an ad block for safety anyway. Someone, likely your doctor who diagnosed you, should have told you this before late 2023. I'm not shaming you for not, I'm just sad that no one has told you yet. It's an easy fix and it's not fair that people have to genuinely suffer because of an ad. Tumblr has the safest filter system online so don't leave cos it's not worth it over an ad you can and should have blocked the day you realised it was a problem.

Hey tumblr's pulling some kinda One Piece prank today I believe? I'm not entirely sure since I don't watch/read it but if you click the clown pirate guy in the corner of ur screen you get a new background that has papers saying "WE ARE WATCHING OVER YOU" and stuff like that.

so uuuh reminder to people with psychoses that this is a prank referencing a tv show and not real

[sugardollcurse]

Could you please do something like Cynthia’s story of when she first saw John and went “ew, not my type”? :3 with all the buggy bois? :D

Also I love your writing!!! I look forward to it every day (๑>◡<๑)

𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔

𐙚 note ; GENIUS!! GENIUS!! i love this idea so much OUUGHH and thank you SO MUCH for the kind words MWAH! also.. i'll finally be going back to regularly posting.. yay!

𓆩🕊️ john 𓆪

“You look like you read too much.”

You saw him first in the hallway outside the art room, slouched against the wall like the building owed him something.

He had that classic greasy teddy boy look, hair slicked high, collar popped, eyes red-rimmed and mean like he’d smoked through lunch.

He was laughing too loud at something his mate said, already halfway through a pack of mints to cover the cigarette stink.

You thought oh god, he’s the worst thing I’ve ever seen.

Cocky, mouthy, too tall for his desk and always tapping his bloody pen on the table.

Thought he was better than everyone, and made it your problem. He noticed you right away, because you didn’t fall over yourself to laugh at his jokes. That pissed him off, in a way that only made him try harder.

You had to work on a project together in art. He did none of the work and still criticized your brushwork.

You told him he had rat face. He looked you dead in the eye and said, “Bet you’d still let me snog you though.” The absolute audacity. You didn’t even know what to do with that! You hated that your ears went red.

He kept showing up wherever you were. Wouldn’t stop talking. Kept trying to make you laugh when you were clearly Not In The Mood.

It didn’t work, until it did. He caught you off guard once, impersonating a teacher so perfectly you snorted into your milk carton. He never let you forget it.

“Not your type,” you said, and yet you knew exactly what he smelled like by week four (cigarettes, poster paint, and gum). And when you saw him drawing once, hunched over his sketchbook with serious eyes and inky hands, you understood.

Beneath all the bullshit, he was lonely. Sharp-edged and desperate and terrified of being boring. And somehow, you couldn’t stop thinking about him.

𓆩🕊️ paul 𓆪

“What, this old thing? Got it for a song.”

First time you met Paul, he was bragging about playing Eddie Cochran covers at some pub nobody believed let teens in.

He had nasty posture. Hair too perfect. Smile too practiced. Shirt wrinkled like he was in a fucking catalogue. And your gut reaction? Ugh. Absolutely not. He probably rehearses his winks in the mirror.

He sat behind you in class and had a way of correcting people that wasn’t mean, but still made you wanna throw a book at him.

But then he started humming in class. Under his breath. At first it was annoying, until it wasn’t.

Until it was beautiful. Effortless.

You told him to knock it off once and he just grinned and asked, “What, jealous?”

You got paired on a science lab and he was annoyingly competent. Charismatic. Teased you with that self-satisfied smirk, always trying to get under your skin.

Said things like, “Y’don’t smile enough. You’d look nicer if you did.” You told him to fuck off. He laughed like it was a compliment.

And the worst part? He remembered stuff.

Your favorite sweets. The book you’d mentioned once. That your mum was sick that one week and you’d been quiet.

He never made a thing of it, but it was there, tucked into the corners of his kindness.

It made you see him differently. Unfortunately.

“Too charming,” you said. “Too smug.”

And yet there you were, loitering near the music room to hear him play guitar. And he knew. God, he always knew.

𓆩🕊️ george 𓆪

“They’re all twats, y’know. ‘cept maybe me.”

You clocked him the first day of term, leaning against the stairwell railing with his hair done up like he was heading to a dance hall instead of algebra.

The collar of his jacket was flipped just for the look of it, not warmth. He was flicking a guitar pick between his fingers, chewing gum like it owed him something, and talking absolute shit to a second-year .

You watched him and thought: He’s cocky and stupid looking. Absolutely not.

But God, he was everywhere. Sat on tabletops instead of chairs, had too many opinions for someone who never brought a pencil.

Played chords on his desk with his knuckles when he was bored. Fast fingers. You noticed. Against your will.

He called you “mate” the first time he met you, then winked. The second time, he asked if you wanted to come see a skiffle group play in someone's mum's basement.

You told him he was too odd to flirt with you.

He gasped, clutched his heart, and said, “That’s rich, comin’ from someone who still can’t name a single Cochran tune.” The nerve.

He talked. Always had a story. Got real animated when he was on a tear!

And it wasn’t all noise, he listened, too. Made you feel like your words mattered. Asked you things no one else bothered to. Like what you’d name a band if you had one. Like what song you’d play at the end of the world.

And he played. God, he played. Had that stance and loose shoulders like the guitar weighed nothing. Would tune while talking. Would grin sideways when he caught you watching.

You said he was all ego and shiny shoes and overconfident swagger. He said you liked the attention. You didn’t deny it. And when he let you mess with his hair backstage once, you knew it was over. You were done for.

𓆩🕊️ ringo 𓆪

“I know a shortcut. It’s probably illegal.”

You didn’t meet him at school. You met him at the chemist, of all places. He was buying throat lozenges and whistling some obscure skiffle tune. You were trying to find something for a headache. He turned to you and said, completely unprompted, “You don’t strike me as the aspirin type.”

What the fuck does that mean, you thought.

You stared at him. He looked like he’d walked out of the back alley of a jazz club. Leather jacket too big, eyes crinkled at the corners like he’d laughed through the worst parts of his life. You didn’t know whether to be intrigued or concerned.

You thought: Definitely not my type.

Too weird. Too scruffy. Probably smelled like pub carpets and mouthwash. The sort who made up stupid nicknames for people and told jokes with no punchline. You were not into that.

He bumped into you again a week later, this time in a music shop. He remembered you. Remembered the brand of headache tablets you chose. Offered to buy you a record. Said it was for your recovery.

You told him he was weird. He took it as the highest compliment.

He made you laugh without trying. Gave you nicknames that were stupid and sweet. Took you to dodgy little gigs and made you dance in the rain with him.

You once said, “You’re not what I usually go for.” He just grinned and said, “Good.”

And yet it was his number you rang when you needed to be walked home. His laugh you waited for. His coat that stayed on your chair.

At some point , you had to admit it: Maybe not my type. But definitely my problem.

And you didn’t mind a bit.

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[constantmourning]

Run Away

[Buggy x AFAB!Reader]

Summary: You and Buggy get close while he's on the Going Merry.

Word count: 0.9k

Warnings: 18+! MINORS DNI! Buggy is just a head whilst giving head. Oral (f! receiving), Insecure!Reader, inappropriate use of devil fruit abilities, very too much self indulgent, not beta read.

A/N: im posting this while not sober and it's very self indulgent. Me and Buggy if I was on the going merry fr fr!! This was just something I wrote real quick while I tried to work on requests... I hope you enjoy it sdfbsdf (ALSO!! Reader may be written as AFAB, but as a trans, plus size person I wrote them with that in mind :) but like feel free to imagine whatever you want!)

For some reason, you were left to watch Buggy. Why they trusted you to watch him was honestly beyond you. Unfortunately for Luffy, you had made a new ally. Fortunately for you, your new ally was very generous. Even if you were sure it was only because he wanted off the ship.

“Buggy,” Your voice was low as you lied on your bed. Buggy’s head was in your hands, resting on your stomach. “I’ve never…” You trailed off. “Um, I don’t have much experience with this.”

“Holding a head? Most people don’t.”

“No,” Your brows furrowed, “I mean, I haven’t ever done that either. But, the people I’ve been with before… I don’t have good experiences with them and-”

“Them going down on you?” He asked. You nodded at his question. “I can change that.”

Your hands were at Buggy’s neck. Your fingers began to absentmindedly play with the hair coming out from under his bandana. Buggy’s eyes met yours and his brows furrowed. You stopped playing with his hair and apologized.

“No, you can do that again.” Buggy demanded. You felt yourself relax as you began to play with his hair again, twirling it between your fingers. “If you don’t wanna do that, we can kiss again. But the earlier offer still stands.”

You nodded, “Okay… okay.” You placed Buggy beside you and stood up. You grabbed the waistband of your shorts and quickly pulled them down. Buggy watched wide eyed as you pulled your panties and kicked them across the room. “What?” You almost covered yourself.

“I didn’t think I’d get this far…” Buggy admitted. “Did you want to leave your shirt on?”

“Yes.” You nodded, pulling at the hem of it. “I���m not too comfortable taking it off.” Buggy’s head bobbed, somewhat, and you lied back on the bed. You looked over at him and he waited for you to pick him up. “Are you sure this is okay?” You whispered, grabbing him and holding him up towards you.

Buggy hummed in response, letting you know it was okay. You placed him between your legs and pulled up your shirt slightly, giving him full access to you. You looked up at the ceiling and waited for something to happen. When Buggy did not do as he said he would, you looked down at him.

“Play with my hair again.”

You groaned. You placed your hands around him, your finger tangling with his hair once more. You gently played with it and pulled Buggy closer to you. Your legs opened a little wider and you felt Buggy begin to lap at you. Your eyes widened immediately. Your hips rolled forward and Buggy smiled against you. He was smug.

You let out a soft moan as he licked a stripe up your pussy. His tongue hit your clit and circled it. Electricity jolted through you. You gently pulled at his hair and your back arched, before pressing back into the bed. You were unsure what to do.

“What if-” You groaned, trying to keep quiet, “What if you need air?”

You pulled Buggy away from you, ever so slightly, “I’ll be fine, put me back.”

You did not argue. You pressed Buggy back between your thighs and tensed as his nose pressed to your clit. Your eyes screwed shut and your heaved. Trying to be quiet was about to get hard. And Buggy had no remorse.

You moaned out for him, your voice cracking as you tried to keep it down. “Fuck!” You shook as Buggy continued. “Just like that, please-” You were so close. You were begging for him to let you cum. “Never felt so good…” You mumbled, words barely coherent.

Buggy smiled and groaned into you as you pulled his hair. Your hips rolled into his mouth and his nose hit your clit again, your jaw went slack. Buggy’s eyes watched as you began to unravel just from his tongue. He watched as you begged and pleaded, saying you needed him. Needed him to let you cum. He wasn’t going to deny you of that, you were being too good.

One of your hands left Buggy’s neck and slapped hard against your mouth. A muffled scream bounced off the thin walls and your hips jerked up into Buggy’s face. You tensed, everything was so tense. Your eyes were shut tight and suddenly you couldn’t hold onto Buggy anymore. You were reeling and Buggy watched you struggle to regain self control.

“Fuck-” You finally formed a word. “Fuck!” You hissed out, “I don’t- Holy shit.”

“It’s okay,” Buggy was smug, still between your legs. “Take your time.”

“Buggy…” You shook your head and picked him up, placing him on your stomach again. “I think I may just have to run away with you.”

“What?”

Your eyes widened and blinked at him, “Oh… I mean… I totally enjoyed that a normal amount.”

Buggy’s eyes were wide too, “No, no, say that again. You may have to do what? I need to hear that again.”

You let out a soft laugh, "Buggy, that was so great I'm prepared to run away with you!"

You sat there for a moment. You were thankful to have been left alone with Buggy, but you were filled with an unknown emotion when you thought about leaving the straw hats for Buggy. A feeling you did not want to think too hard on.

"Remind me," you finally spoke, "I owe you once you have your body back."

[writingoddess1125]

You get high with them- 🍃 🚬

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Luffy

You of course bought some edibles the last time you were on land. Now chilling jn bed you ate some and Luffy came in- Assuming the gummies were just normal candies he partook in some before you could give the warning.

He ate a easy 400mg and now is laying next to you as high as a kite. His gum gum abilities also being messed with by the edibles as he is quite literally dropping over the sides of the bed.

"My face feels heavy and fuzzy" He hums, blinking at you slowly.

You smile at him and giggled at his reactions.

"You're absolutely fucked up-"

He nods at this and just giggles as he lays there. Clearly a giggly high.

Sanji

You offer Sanji a bit from your joint while sitting in the kitchens. He accepts figuring it won't be that bad-

Sanji and you will talk with you for a while as you two shared the joint. When it hits him however- it hits him hard.

"This feels weird" He smirks at this and passes the joint back to you with a smirk. The man shows a whole new side of himself- were where he is just so chill and open! Super cool too.

"Yeah I do see Chef Zeff as my father. I'll never let him know since that would boost the old man's ego way to much- But I love the old guy"

Will come up with amazing cooking ideas and actually prepare them, often having music playing as he does so.

"(Y/N) I just got an amazing idea- what if I cake the creamy cheese sauce from the pasta and add it to ramen instead and top it with spicy seafood, a soft boiled egg and green onions. A cheesy spicy ramen"

Zoro

When you first offer to zoro he absolutely refuses- It isn't until a few weeks later when he sees you at it again does he agree. You make him a small joint to start out with and the two of you sit on the main deck under the stars and pass it back and forth.

He will start to get a bit chattier. Talking to you a bit more about random things- He smiles and giggles a bit more.

"This is a new experience for me- I usually don't want to dull my senses"

You take another kit and cough a bit, Waving the smoke.

"But you drink a fuck ton" You pass him back the joint and he nods.

"Touché"

Eventually however he gets sleepy, immediately turning into the sleepy high. Just laying on the deck half asleep and joining in humming a song with you.

Usopp

Truth be told- Usopp is the most open to the experience. He lies saying he does it before despite being fairly clean. However is interested in the opportunity!

Will be the one wanting to try a pipe- Which you will happily provide and the two of you will sit in the bottom haul of the ship and pass the pipe back and forth-

Usopp will actually start to yet honest with you- really really honest. It turning almost into a therapy session between the two of you.

"Man I really miss my Mum... she was just an amazing person and it makes me upset to think she only heard about how her son was a lying mess up instead lf someone great"

He admits, sadly looking at the pipe before taking another rip of the pipe.

"I'm sure she's proud of the man you are Usopp. You are a good guy and an amazing pirate" You praise, patting his shoulder.

He nods at this and smiles. Defiently a honest high Ironically.

Nami

Nami is no beginner- In her time away from Arlong she used to smoke to feel a bit of stress relief. So when you offer she comes prepared with her favorite bong.

Sitting together the two of you will talk for hours while taking massive hits of the bong. Eating snacks stolen from the kitchen as you play records.

"So- You think that Buggy can take off his dick?" You question watching Nami take another massive rip from the bong, holding it in for a good second as she nodded and releases the cloud of smoke.

"Abso-fucking-lutely he can. He said he would take every thing apart and I saw how small he had himself flying- There is no way he hasn't sent his cock through the air"

"Wait- so if every part... do you think Luffy can stretch his?"

You both burst out in hysterical laughter and continue to talk mindlessly. Nami is Defiently the social butterfly of highs, just laying out the best of conversations.

Buggy

You get caught by Buggy smoking at first- however he is fine with it and interested in what you could possibly be doing.

Buggy is more then willing to smoke with you, thinking this will be a fun experience for you all. It's an experience all right-

Let's say in stupid thoughts you guys get hotboxed in his bedroom. Buggy has his hair down and will be talking about random philosophy and sounding intelligent unlike his normal Goofy self.

"You know, I've always wondered how the system of devil fruits work?- if one can exist at a time say I die. Does that mean another Chop Chop fruit will appear? Who controls this?.. Does that mean a plant knows when I died?"

You nod at this, also curious of this question.

"You know, I never thought of that... wait wait- so Does that mean a plant is closer to a God then anything else if it knows when you die?"

You two will talk for hours about random questions, before stumbling to get some snacks in the middle of the night.

[w2soneshots]

Toddler -W2S

words: 0.7k+

warnings: none.

summary: you and Harry enjoy a holiday in Dubai with your toddler.

notes: Currently got major baby fever so here's some dad bog content🤭. Enjoy!💓

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y/username: living the dream☀️🌊 @wroetoshaw

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gkbarry_: you look incredible get in my bed

-> y/username: 🛏️🏃‍♀️

faithloisak: enjoy my lovelys🫶🏼

taliamar: cutest family ever!🥹💗

y/nfanpage21: I love this sm

user2104853: the third photo is adorable🩵

Over a year and a half ago me and Harry welcomed our little boy into the world. So far it's been incredible and I've enjoyed every minute of being his mum, even through the tough parts his little smile would make the hardships completely disappear in an instant. Harry is also an amazing dad, it's like he was born for the role. A few months ago Harry surprised me with a week long trip to Dubai, and what is our first holiday as a family of three. I was extremely excited and almost immediately called Faith to get advice on what I should pack for Ollie, which is what we ended up naming him.

We arrived two days ago and are already having the best time. Yesterday we spent all day at the beach then went for a nice dinner, in which Ollie slept in his buggy the entire time. Today we're going to the Dubai aquarium, getting some lunch and going shopping. I woke up to the sound of giggling, I pried myself from Harry's grasp and reached forward to grab the smiling baby from his travel cot. I placed him between me and Harry in the bed then drifted back off to sleep. I woke up an hour later, reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone to see a message from Harry saying he'd gone out to grab some breakfast from downstairs. I got up and took a picture of Ollie surrounded by the white fluffy bed sheets.

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I quickly got dressed while Ollie slept and Harry soon came back with breakfast. When we were all ready we left the hotel to head to the aquarium. We rented a car the first day we arrived, since Ollie has to sit in a car seat plus we'll be spending much less on Ubers. I drove (since Harry despises driving) and we were soon parked outside.

Harry pulled the exited toddler from his seat, and we headed inside. Ollie seemed to be absolutely mesmerised by the sea creatures (especially the 'big scary sharks'). When we'd walked around the entire aquarium we left to go get some lunch since we were all hungry and Ollie was getting quite restless and in desperate need of a nap. We went back to the car to grab the buggy from the boot then walked to one of the nearby restaurants.

We sat down to eat our lunch as Ollie soundly slept. As me and Harry finished up our food Ollie woke up, now full of energy and hungry. We'd ordered him some plain chips so he ate them along with some fresh fruit. Which they seem to have lots of here, probably because of the hot weather.

Then we paid and made our way to Dubai mall, which thankfully has air conditioning. I happily looked through some shops while Harry followed me with the buggy. "Almost done?" Harry asked, very clearly bored. I turned around and shook my head jokingly "almost." I said with a smile. "M- mummy?" Ollie babbled. "Yes baby?" I replied squatting down in front of him. "I wanna go- the pool." He smiled. Harry chuckled and I glanced up at him "ok, let's go." I said and a look of pure excitement spread across his face.

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y/username: my toddlers new fixation: sharks😂🤍

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tobjizzle: looks like so much fun! Hope you're having a great time guys❤️

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faithloisak: so stinking cute🥺

y/nfanpage21: the mum fits are👌🏼

user50172932: those burgers omfg

When we arrived back at the hotel we got straight into our swimming costumes and headed down to the pool. We found some deck chairs and put our things down, then (after smothering Ollie in suncream) all three of us got into the pool.

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Later... "I'm so lucky." Harry whispered, as we lay in bed and Ollie lightly snored in his cot. I smiled "you're so cute." He pulled me into a sweet kiss "I mean it, I'm so lucky to have you and Ol, I love you both so much." "And we’re so lucky to have you Haz."

[pseudowho]

Hiya I was wondering if you could give me some advice? My sister's pregnant and our mom hasn't been giving her a ton of tips and stuff so I was just wondering if you could? (You have kids, right? I didn't make that up?) It would be her first baby and I was just curious about things we should know. This will be the first time I'm an aunt and I just want to be ready. I know I'm being kinda vague on what I want to know so any tips will be helpful or topics I should look into. Thank you in advance!

Oh gosh, helloooooo!

God...tips on pregnancy, or birth, or raising? Phew. Uhf.

Okay, Midwife Brain 🧠 first:

Don't eat for two. Your body becomes more efficient at taking calories from the food you do eat. In the 3rd trimester (28 weeks+) you only tend to need around 200 calories a day more. Significant weight gain in pregnancy is a health risk factor for many things, most significantly pre-eclampsia.

If you plan to formula feed the baby, don't be conned I go buying a more expensive type. There's negligible difference. Also don't buy 'extra hungry baby's formulas. It is very very normal for a newborn to want to feed every 2-4 hours. Over stuffing them with incredibly dense 'hungry baby's formulas will just give them a tummy ache, 'colic', constipation and pushing them to sleep for very long periods of time. Regular and frequent waking is thought to be a protective mechanism against SIDS.

Always call your care provider for: Unusual and continuous headaches, abdominal pain, pain and swelling and heat and redness in one leg or groin, vaginal bleeding, heavy vaginal fluid loss, reduced movements and a generalised feeling that 'something isnt right', even if you can't put your finger on what.

Don't believe everything you read online. Only access reliable sources of information.

There's so much advice I could give you, I don't even--

Mum brain 🧠 second:

Babies are not able to manipulate you. They simply have no understanding of and mechanism of doing it. They simply have NEEDS, and extremely few ways to express them. Nappy changes are a need. Feeds are a need. Sleep is a need. Boredom is a need. Loneliness is a need. Fear is a need. Touch deprivation is a need. Studies have shown that the more babies are positively responded to (i.e. their needs validated and addressed) in the early years of their lives, leads to more confident, less 'whiney' and happier kids: because they trust that when they need you, you will come. This doesn't only count for their parents.

Don't over-bathe: newborn skin hasn't developed its normal microbiome yet. Use of soaps and oils etc increases their chance of childhood skin allergies and infections. Simple warm water does fine, the majority of the time.

Babies adore just partaking in the regular daily shit you do. Carry them round on your hip as you do the laundry, the tidying, the shopping etc. Commentary it for them. They are utterly fascinated. Everything is new to them. It also develops their language skills brilliantly.

Do not stick your baby in a bouncer. Occasionally and for short periods: fine. Time on their back and on their tummy gets them stronger and more mobile faster. They will love it. Same with buggy use when they're bigger; as little as possible. They love to run. Yes, it's a pain in the arse catching them all the time, but damn it's great to see three year olds fit and healthy and happy because they're so active.

Practice your nursery rhymes and silly voices. Don't be embarrassed to use them.

Watch Bluey. In advance. It's Amazing Parenting 101, and actually it's wonderful and hilarious.

Blippi is an educational fucking vacuum. Ms.Rachel is an educational fucking powerhouse.

Education starts at home. Positive attitude to reading and learning goes a very fucking long way.

Baby-led weaning is wonderful. Look into it.

Purple Crying is a thing. Look into it.

Parental Burnout is a thing. Look into it.

Do your pelvic floor/Kegel exercises. Do it. Fucking do it. I'm watching you. Do it. I have a knife.

Holding their fat feet to your ears and saying "Hello? HELLO???" is hilarious for all involved.

If in doubt, create 'Monster Hand'. Encourage your child to have 'Baby Monster Hand'. Mod meltdown, my child being dragged into a game of 'Monster Hand' saves the day, especially if they're being ridiculous. Bonus points if Monster Hand is largely non-verbal and acts like a naughty goose.

Don't start 'Elf on the Shelf'. Just fucking don't.

Be goofy. Often. Prepare to embarrass yourself.

Positive redirection is much more effective than shame and negative reinforcement to encourage good behaviour.

Good luck, my love. I'm a font of more useless information, whenever you like.

Many congratulations on your new impending addition, Auntie to Be!

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[vicky82gargoylesfan]

Thunderbirds Rewatch 8th Week

@thunderversary-rewatch-party

Relic

Alan and Scott go to the moon to rescue Captain Taylor, (their Dad's best friend), from a meteor shower hitting the Moon base.

Pretty cool to see Tracy Island at night time. the lighting is perfect.

I like that Scott and Grandma having a little moment.

I love that Scott is checking on John, to see if he's alright.

First time we see Scott in Thunderbird 3.

As Scott is so tall, Alan's feet can't reach the foot rest.

Alan doesn't know who Captain Lee Taylor is. This is one of the first moments that it makes us realised how young Alan was when his Mum died because Alan was too young to remember Captain Lee Tayor help assist International Rescue, when they first starting out.

LOL at Scott thinking that landing on the Moon will be pretty simple, even though Alan tried to explain to him that gravity on the moon is a lot less than on Earth

Lol this is the start of Captain Lee Taylor getting the boys names wrong.

So this Moonbase was probably built in the 2020s as Taylor said the ODDM was built in 2027.

So this is basically from the old classic video game Asteroids.

The moon base shuts down again so the asteroids start hitting the base.

Pretty graphic moment for a kids show hearing about lungs bursting if you hold your breath in a vacuum of space.

I like that Taylor helped get Scott out of the room.

Scott and Lee Taylor have to get to the Lunar Buggy so they can meet up with Alan.

Lol Scott thought he could drive the buggy but as it's so old he doesn't know how it works.

Pretty cool moment when the buggy gets trapped in a crater, Scott gets underneath the buggy and uses his jetpack to give the buggy a boost.

Back on Tracy Island, Taylor is telling stories of him and Jeff's adventures.

Grandma sends everyone to bed so they are well rested for there next rescue. This is a pretty interesting moment. They have to be ready as they won't know when there next rescue is and how many they get in a day or in a week, so if they are very busy, they won't get much sleep. They need all the sleep they can get.

Captain Lee Taylor will appear again in season 2.

Breakdown

It's Virgil's Birthday but he thinks everyone has forgotten but they have planned a surprise party, so John sends Virgil on a rescue but it takes a lot longer than expected.

Alan is apparently going to fly TB1 to test the new ramjets. sadly we don't see him fly TB1 but this is a reference to Alan in the OS show who flew TB1 in the episode Atlantic Inferno

Poor Virgil, thinks everyone forgot his birthday and didn't get a bagel but luckily Max gives him one.

August 15th does actually fall on a Sunday.

Lol Virgil thinking that the Ice Shelf looks like a frosted cake.

Pretty cool to see them check the guys vitals, and it looks like he has hypothermia.

Lol Virgil still thinking of cake.

Virgil realises that there is no vehicle anywhere so he tells John to search down and John finds another 2 people in a vehicle in the ice.

Apparently the 2 people don't want to be rescued just need their vehicle fixing. I just love that they jokingly about changing the name to International Breakdown.

The ice shelf starts to collapse but Dr Peck is really being difficult and doesn't want to leave. Virgil takes the woman first but when he returns to get Dr Peck, he has taken off further into the ice so Virgil goes after him.

Virgil risks his life and nearly falls trying to get this annoying guy.

And now he's hurt his leg and you can tell Virgil is getting frustrated with him.

I like that they slightly mention mental illness, they have to save Dr Peck if he's mentally ill.

Turn's out he's looking for a bacteria that could cure his daughter who has Chiver's disease. So this is technically another rescue mission. I did look it up but there was nothing so this disease is fiction.

Everyone who's waiting for Virgil to get back for his surprise party, find out Virgil is going to be longer and going deep into the unstable glacier, this makes Grandma worry and apparently she stress eats when she worries about her boys. Alan too.

They get some of the bacteria and now the shelf is completely collapsing, luckily they get out in time.

John tells everyone he's on his way home, well not quite as Virgil takes Dr Peck to the Hospital.

Lol Virgil is finally home and everyone has gone to bed. Dr Peck contacts Virgil to say they found a cure for his Daughter's disease. I love that Max gives Virgil a slice of his Birthday cake.

Next week, Heist Society, Recharge and OS The Perils of Penelope ( oh I can't wait to do this one)

[mzannthropy]

Anne of the Island Chapter 3

"Greeting and Farewell" encapsulates this chapter well.

Nothing's more annoying than rain on the day you're travelling, but rain at the beginning of September feels like goodbye to summer.

And really, idk what LMM's intentions with Dora were, and not like the narrative was ever favourable to her, but I'm certainly not gonna hate on her. She was always a quiet girl who minded her own business, almost as if she went out of her way not to be a bother to people. Maybe she was taught by her mother that a lady should not show emotions? (idk just guessing). Why is LMM so determined to make it look like Dora is not sorry that Anne is leaving? And so what if she likes her poached egg on toast, must she starve herself? Enjoy that breakfast, girl. Davy throws a tantrum, of course, but I wonder if Dora behaved that way, how tolerated it would be. The funniest thing is that Dora is exactly the sort of girl Marilla wanted Anne to be. And yet it's still not good enough... (Villain arc for Dora, NOW.)

Even Gilbert’s presence brought her no comfort, for Charlie Sloane was there, too and Anne and Gilbert were left alone on deck. “I am very glad that all the Sloanes get seasick as soon as they go on water,” thought Anne mercilessly. “I am sure I couldn’t take my farewell look at the ‘ould sod’ with Charlie standing there pretending to look sentimentally at it, too.”

You're killing me, Lucy Maud. This is perfect. I love that Anne doesn't lie to herself about this matter. This is the third chapter in a row that Gilbert serves as comfort to Anne.

"I wonder if Davy has come out of the closet yet." I wonder what LMM would think if she learned what this phrase means in current times.

Priscilla feels almost like an angel in this chapter. Anne is so lucky to have a friend at Kingsport; coming to a new place so far from home where she doesn't know anyone--plus the fact that it must be a fairly big town while she's lived in the countryside--is an unsettling experience. "Miss Hannah gravely told me we could have ‘young gentlemen callers’ two evenings in the week, if they went away at a reasonable hour" idk what it is but I find this line to be so amusingly sweet. Very old school classy, if you know what I mean.

Must I really shake hands with Charlie Sloane, Anne?

All the girlies hate Charlie Sloane, lol. But Priscilla saying that Gilbert "has grown in the past year" feels a bit weird--like she must be the same age as him. It's something your mum would say.

Calmly and sensibly ging to sleep is the best solution for anything, I swear. It must have been a long journey. They arrived at Kingsport at 9pm, and Anne had to wake up at dawn, that's a long day. Also she took several modes of transport - a buggy, a train, a boat, another train and a cab. She would be exhausted.

Looking forward to tomorrow's chapter!

[spacedustmantis]

i'm genuinely so happy with this one shot. fuck me

[ideas-4-stories]

Cross Guild Romance fic idea: During a celebration after a victory they pulled off against the Marines, Buggy gets totally hammered and goes off the rails. The next morning he wakes up with a massive hang over and is stunned to find himself fully clothed but in bed with both Mihawk and Crocodile. The two former warlords are surprisingly tender with him and Buggy had no idea why so after he has Mihawk's special hang over breakfast and gets some unexpected affection from both the swordsman and Crocodile, he seeks out his friends to figure out what the hell's going on. Buggy is flabbergasted when his nakama inform him that after he got well and truly shit-faced, Buggy went all boldly lovey dovey over Mihawk and Crocodile, even saying something along the lines of " It's a crime you two don't even realize how gorgeous you are, how amazing you are, and how much we love you guys, how much I love you." Alvida or Cabaji relates how instead of full on murdering him on the spot like everyone expected, Crocodile chuckled and looked pleased, while Mihawk stayed mum but they could see his ears turn a little red at Buggy's drunken complements and love declarations. Mihawk and Crocodile had carried Buggy off with them at the end of the night and here Buggy was alive, so it had to have gone well. Buggy is gobsmacked but really really wants to go and apologize to Mihawk and Crocodile, so he gathers his courage and seeks them out. He apologizes profusely and Mihawk and Crocodile accept, but on one condition, that he keep loving them and let them love him back like he deserves. Buggy is stunned but agreeable to that.

Holy Stars above and beyond!!! That's so awkward for everyone else in that room. Totally believe this happened in the room above all the mercenaries in the Big Top Tent. I can’t stop giggling and laughing at the mental image of Buggy just love bombing those two while his inner circle watches in stunned silence and fear about what Mihawk and Crocodile are gonna do.

When Crocodile and Mihawk took Buggy away. Alvida betted that there will be love-making while Galdino being the voice of reason betting that Buggy definitely going to die and Cabaji is betting that Buggy will slip away or convince those angry dangerous men to let him continue living because he’s Buggy and has done it before (the convincing of letting him live) Hell even Daz has started to bet in these situations because Galdino and Alvida bet on Buggy. The stoic man bets on Mihawk and Crocodile are amused, they are definitely gonna keep the clown alive, and they're gonna make it seem like nothing’s wrong.

Looks like Daz won! Although Buggy’s not happy that they keep betting on what’s going to happen to him. But it’s such a normal thing for them to do… well expect Mohji and Richie, who are full on sobbing in the corner, believing what Galdino was saying until Cabaji scolded for having little faith in Buggy, which let to a fight between the two.

Anyway back to Buggy in the morning, who’s absolutely freaking out even before they told him what he did. The poor clown is sweating bullets now after his inner circle told him what the fuck happened last night. He swears never to drink that much ever again (…This isn’t the first Buggy has said those words. In a few months or six, he’ll drink that much again. Wonder what he’ll do?)

Poor Buggy thinking they'll kill as soon as he's done apologizing, hell maybe in the middle. But no that didn't happened and the clown is slightly confused, then even more confused when they ask him to keeping loving and they will love him back. Buggy is happy that decision and shook on it. He's very giddy about it.

[plxnetn1ne]

since everyone in this fandom and their mum seem to be giving their piece about the ‘update’ coming to Hogwarts Legacy on the 6th, i figured id give my piece even if no one has asked

ive been seeing a lot of posts and replies about how “we should just take what we get and be grateful” and “the devs are working hard, do you know how hard game development is?”

im very aware of how difficult game development can be and how mentally taxing it is. i dont doubt that they’ve been through the mill.

the update is trash. its that simple. we’re allowed to feel upset about it, and for people saying that its not fair to be upset — it is fair. we shouldnt have to expect the bare minimum from a game that sold 22 million copies and reached nearly 2 billion dollars in revenue, a game that had 14 nominations for awards and 3 wins.

we were told we were getting a summer update alongside the Haunted Hogsmeade quest — the quest they promised to release to PC and Xbox in march when the game celebrated one year of release. they said, and i quote;

“As we near the one-year anniversary of Hogwarts Legacy, we wanted to let our community know that the Hogwarts Legacy PlayStation-exclusive content will be available on other platforms later this summer, along with additional updates and features for the game. Stay tuned in the coming months for more details on what’s coming to Hogwarts Legacy this year.” copy and pasted straight from Hogwarts Legacy’s official twitter page. along with additional updates and features to the game.

yes — i know, thats a very vague statement. it could have been taken in any way, but typically when additional updates and features — plural — is put into a sentence, you assume that there will be more than one new feature. it wasnt wrong for the community to assume that there was more than a few new additions coming to the game.

okay, we got photo mode — thats great for console players, but it isnt new for us PC players. im happy for my console buddies that finally get to bring their mc to life in the way ive been able to. im looking forward to seeing the uptick in photos upon the updates release. PC and Xbox got the new haunted hogsmeade quest, and thats great, considering the release of it was delayed by 3 months, but atleast we’re getting it. but basically. PS5 was fucked in the process, because everything minus photo mode is stuff they already had, and honestly, thats not fair. and double honest — thats not an update. thats the release of exclusive content plus a new addition.

for several months a summer update was hyped up, and the result was…. ps5 getting fucked, a photo mode that im going to bet my ass on will be buggy as all hell, and some cosmetics. so no — i wont be grateful. especially when we keep getting promised things and then getting fucked by a hot iron in the process. because i havent forgotten the documentary that was supposed to come out, and i still remember during September when they hyped up a digital surprise for Back to Hogwarts day and it ended up being 30 percent off on a game most of us already had, only for the game to go on sale for half off the following Nov/Dec for the holiday sales.

since the release of the game, modders have been basically picking up the slack by working their asses off to create bug fixes, better cosmetic options, enhanced schedules, companions, and so much more to keep the community somewhat entertained. this as well as the file miners that are constantly digging things up that we were robbed of, like the relationship list for companions, gaunt manor, other house specific quests, more quests concerning Isadora, on and on. on top of this, ive seen first hand how much of the outer parts of the map was developed only to be cut out. i spent a solid hour and a half today using free cam to fly around the outskirts of the map — buildings, caves, entire areas laid out for towns or poacher camps, all thrown out on top of all of the discarded quests and content.

and while im at it — ill be one of the few to say it, but Hogwarts Legacies storyline was not well thought out, or at the very least it wasnt very well portrayed. there were hundreds of questions we were left with upon beating the game. where did Anne go? what happened to the keepers after the final battle? why wasnt Isadora in her portrait? what were the keepers hiding? did inhaling the magic actually make a difference or was it just for shock value? how much of Isadora’s story did we miss? how was the undercroft tied in with Isadora when it was apparently a Gaunt secret? what even really was the undercroft?

yes, i know — “well arent they making a second one?” and yeah, im pretty sure they are, and maybe thats why we’ve gotten nothing more than a pile of bricks in the last year and a half. but, they should probably finish the first game before starting on a second.

this doesnt mean i dont love Hogwarts Legacy. i love the people ive met, the stories ive read, and i love capturing the screenshots i take from that game. the entire situation is just frustrating to no end.

[biffybobs]

No need adjust your set. Now that he's a sim of a certain... vintage (hehe) Tino has retired from the buggy restaurant business and taken up nectar making again.

As Sunday is about to embark on her generation goals, Mum and Dad need to have a decent amount of Vitality Nectar in the racks.

[buggysangel17]

Three Peas In A Pod II

Summary: In which the two men find out about their children. Characters: Shanks x Buggy x F!Reading (she/her). OC Twins. (Rosa & Azul) Word Count: 1,590 Chapter Warnings:  Profanities. Slight Angst.

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Chapter II: One After Another

“I should also mention that someone else has come back to the race.” Dracule Mihawk had continued almost three glasses in to his beer since his arrival.

Shanks had a single brow raised as he took another three poster from the man, curiosity got the best of him as he decided to check who it was before quipping the delayed information. All the bravado had left his lips as he caught sight of who exactly was plastered on the poster. A whooping hundred million that now rested on your shoulder.

You. You who had decided to stay in your father’s island to live the normal life, away from the thrills of the water and away from the chaos that came with becoming a pirate. He could still remember how he and Buggy had tried their best to convince you to join both of them or even either but you decided to stay with a sad smile on your face.

A part of him knew that leaving you all on your own was the biggest mistake he and Buggy could make, but he had to respect your wishes. Even with how Buggy had resented him for it, he had no other choice but to let you be. With a heavy heart and the love that never truly diminished, he hoped one day you would come back better than any of them could ever compare. It seems the time has come too.

“Should I be worried about you and your offspring?” Mihawk inquired as Shanks was still in disbelief with the sight of your poster.

Shanks didn’t think twice as he unrolled the two other poster and it was like looking at a fucking mirror. A spitting image of him, Rosa. You named her after the very first flower he and Buggy had given you, the very name you had told them you would give your child with them if ever the time comes.

Now it made a little more sense now. Why you wanted to stay. The life of a pirate wasn’t truly for your sake but your children. His eyes turned to the other poster, a boy with stark blue hair, it was Buggy through and through just without the red nose.

Memories of how Buggy had always dreamed of becoming a father to a son that he would teach anything and everything he knows. This was the life that you had chosen for the children he never knew he had.

“Does the world government know about them?” Shanks inquired, no longer in the mood for celebrations.

“Not yet from what I have gathered, but with the mess they’ve dealt with in a nearby ship, I’m certain they will find out about the three.”

That was all Shanks needed to know. He had his responsibilities, some of which he still wonders if he had made the right choice of taking. But this was above everything else was a responsibility that he needed to face head on, but not on his own, he needed Buggy along for this one.

“Did you happen to see our good friend Buggy causing havoc on your way here?” Shanks inquired grinning and hoping his new mission wasn’t as transparent with Mihawk.

“We may or we may not have crossed paths a few days ago.”

“Right, then we’ll be on our way then.”

~

“Something wrong, Mum?”

Even as you had tried your best to keep it to yourself, it has always been so easy for your twins to pick up on something wrong with you. In days that you would be lingering in the sadness of what could have been the life you had on the sea, they were there to comfort you, assure you in their own little way that they were here for you—creating a mess for themselves enough to distract you from your own thoughts.

But at this moment, as you were staring at the sea, the sudden change of the tides had you feeling that something was amidst and you were all too uncertain if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

“Something in the waters.” It was the only explanation that you could give.

It was not well known to the world that you had consumed one of, if not, the most sought after Devil Fruit in the world and it was the very reason your own father had thought best that you were under the protection of one Gol D. Roger instead of him, and it was the main reason as to why you had thought best to stay away from anything related to being a pirate when you found out about your pregnancy.

But now, as you felt the waters change, there was an uncertain presence that loomed and you were worried if it was a friend or a foe that would come and halt you and your children from your plan of action.

“Remember what I’ve thought you about Pirates that we may come across.” You reminded your children, turning to the two teenagers hoping that they would understand the worry that has now lingered in your body.

“Not everyone is a friend, if they have a weapon up, it’s time to step up.” The twins spoke in unison and you patted their head in appreciation.

“Very good.” You nodded turning back and was greeted with a ship, thankfully not a marine ship but an all too familiar ship that housed a man that you never thought you would see just yet. “I hope you two are ready for a fight.”

When the twins had caught sight of the approaching ship, both of them knew what was to come. Making their way down to the sleeping quarters to wake the rest of the crew up to prepare them for what was to come.

Pulling your dagger out, your eyes lingered onto the ship, waiting with bated breath as the crew were making a mad dash up to deck and ready for a fight. You hoped it would come to this but as the first shot was fired you had ordered your crew to attack right back.

“Hey shit heads this is our territory!”

The all too familiar voice of your former lover had you tense. It seems he hasn’t caught sight of you just yet. But your children, they knew exactly who the man was, what the man meant to you and what the man had meant to them even without knowing him personally.

“Dad?” The twins called out in unison to which had halted the clown from his monologue and their ship getting closer to their own.

“The fuck you two twerps talking about?” The clown questioned and only then did you make your way towards your children, hiding them behind you and making sure that Buggy had a perfect line of sight of where you were.

“We don’t want any trouble, Clown.” You spoke, making sure your voice wasn’t shaking for finally seeing him for the first time in almost two decades. “My children are not here to cause you and your crew any trouble.”

“Well if it isn’t Captain Yellow head herself. Long time no see, toots.”

It irked you to see the man held no familiarity with you like you had with him. Maybe it was because you had chosen to stay behind even when he had begged you to come with him or maybe it was the fact that when he had demanded you to choose between him or Shanks, you chose neither of them at the time only to hesitate in choosing Shanks when he had given you the choice to stay instead.

You left him in a very sour note and you truly couldn’t blame him if resentment was well written on his features upon seeing him now after all this years.

“We don’t want any trouble, Captain Buggy.” You began, ignoring your children’s protest for acting passive in such a situation of all times.

As the ship now came into full view, you were certain that the shock was now placed all too evident on the man’s face as his eyes were solely on your children whose more annoyed than anything else at the moment.

“Hey kid, how old are you?” Buggy questioned.

“That’s none of your business, nose face!” Azul snapped even before you could cover his mouth.

“Nose?” Buggy chuckled, but it was far from amusement as he had hopped his way onto your own ship with ease.

You backed away as he tried to approach you, Rosa moving forward and pointing her sword at the man that was left unfazed by her action.

“Go ahead, slice me, kid. Let’s see where it leads you, your Mama, and your brat of a brother.”

“Fuck off!” Azul spat running to block both you and your daughter.

It shook you to the core that Azul was a spitting image of Buggy. The man has also come to realize such fact as he held Azul’s face in his hand. Rosa held onto her sword tighter ready to attack should any harm come towards her brother.

“How old are they?” His attention turned towards you now, waiting for your answer.

“Fifteen.” You answered.

“So they’re the reason why?”

You nodded knowing very well what he means. You held onto your children’s hands, pulling them away from Buggy. Hoping he wouldn’t do anything drastic that would hurt any of them.

“I’m sorry, but it was the only way.”

“I will never forgive you for what you’ve taken from me.”

[thethreeeyed-raven]

ELLO LUV, How's the mum n them?

Anywho, you know who I'm here for 🤡🩵🤡 Buggy ofc.

So, Buggy x fem reader, where maybe she's kinda an outcast too because of her apperance. (Maybe she lost an eye or sm, I don't really care) And she was forced to join Buggys crew cause she wasn't wanted anywhere else.

she's like super nice and kinda acts like the mother figure to most of the outcast, cause most of them were abandoned/shunned.

Anywho, It's 'showtime' and she's got crazy stage fright, so she misses her cue and doesn't come out. After the show, buggy goes to find her. First Buggy is pissed, but once he realized that she's just like him, and didn't do it on purpose he changes.

Maybe feelings get admitted, cause she asked "why are you so nice to me but not the others" or sm. And he's like "cause you're so nice, and no ones ever treated me like a real person" ect. Ect. You get the idea.

I JUST WANT HIM SO BAD. THANK YOU XOXO BABE. 😘😘❤️❤️❤️😍😍😍😝😝🥵🥵 crumpets and tea mate!!

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Buggy felt entirely humiliated.

You completely missed your cue, and made him look like a fucking idiot.

He was pissed, and when the show ended, he went to find you.

Buggy approached your door and walked straight in. "Y/n!" He looked around in anger, before finding you curled up in a ball in the corner.

"You missed your cue." He exclaimed with clenched teeth.

You looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, making Buggy soften just slightly.

"I-I'm sorry Buggy."

He didn't say anything, instead he took in the red rims around your glassy eyes, and the redness of your nose.

"What's wrong?"

You didn't expect his voice to sound so gentle, you expected him to shout and scream in your face about how you 'ruined' the show.

And you didn't expect him to kneel down to your level, delicately taking your hands in his like you were a porcelain doll.

"Sweetheart, tell me what's going on."

You swallowed your nerves down before answering him. "Why are you being so nice to me? You're never like this with anyone else."

There was a beat. Buggy was taken aback by your question, so he just blurted out what he'd been thinking over the past few months.

"Because you're too nice, I've always been treated like a freak, a nobody. But you treat me like a real person. You care for the rest of the crew like they're you real family. I love you."

"Buggy, I..."

"You don't have to say anything now. Just think on it, now tell me what's wrong."

[grape-eating-vampire]

PART 2 of

things that happened so far in my first bg3 playthrough ever that I found so funny that I put them in my notes (now proper spoilers below)

defeated Ketheric Thorm in no less than 4 attempts

freed Mizora from one of the mindflayer pods, regretted it immediately because I hate the woman

got annoyed at missing so much companion banter, caved and got the companion limit begone mod

am now running around with all the origin companions, left the druids at camp to not be toooo overpowered (luckily I'm so bad at the game that it doesn't make a huge difference anyway)

there is someone named Orpheus and eithin seconds I had the Wedding Song from Hadestown stuck in my head

reached Baldur's Gate! my 200€ pc is Suffering

slept with the emperor to get the 'Mind Blown' achievement only for my mum to walk in in the middle of it to ask me for a hairclip

needless to say she was concerned and I had to explain myself (she stayed concerned but also found it funny)

snuck into Cazadors home and met someone named Sebastian, bawled my eyes out at his and Astarion's conversation

killed Cazador!! (fuck that guy)

went through the entirety of the sewers to find Minsc because what Jaheira says is law and the quest markers in my game are buggy as hell

on a sidenote, I godamn LOVE Minsc and Jaheira as a duo they are the best

recruited Minsc obviously, also took me two attempts because just knocking him out while he was under a 'Hold Person' spell counted as killing to Jaheira :(

met Dammon again! Karlach was thrilled and so was I

talked to Gortash (he's meh) and he told me to kill Orin

talked to Orin (I hate her with all I have and more) and she told me to kill Gortash

OH I ALMOST FORGOT

Remember how I left the druids at camp? Orin snuck in and took Halsin, pretended to be him and had me almost crying

but rage prevailed, so I went around the city for about 19 years to figure out how to get into Baahls temple (I had only knocked out someone instead of killing them, making the amulet you need for it not spawn in their inventory)

finally figured it out, went in, and immediately found a clowns head from about 20 hours playtime ago

killed Orin (and got the achievement), it was great fun bc as mentioned before, I despise her

Halsin was so thankful I'd saved him that he immediately went "haha tysm for not leaving me, wanna fuck?"

so I left Wyll for him (with lots of pain in my heart, the things we do for the plot istg)

have not played since, but my most recent savefile is called "the wicked bitch is dead, long live the druids"