Hello Reddit. Below is a one-shot designed for four level 8 characters. I would expect this to take approximately 2 sessions of a few hours (roughly 6 hours in total) to run through in its entirety. Your mileage may vary depending on how quickly your table handles combat.
You can find a PDF of this adventure along with battlemaps here.
Here's a quick adventure overview:
This is a combat focused adventure that takes place on an unnaturally frozen lake outside the mountain town of Maul, though it could be set on any lake of your choosing.
The players are tasked with killing a Frost Giant named Tirrog who has recently descended from nearby mountains. With the aid of a white dragon, he has frozen the lake and created an icy palace atop it.
The players must survive a series of challenging encounters before confronting Tirrog and his enslaved white dragon beneath his palace. After successfully ending the threat, the players will be rewarded with the favor of Maul’s residents.
If you get the chance to run this, or even just look through the whole thing, I would love feedback!
Here is the rest of the adventure:

For the DM: What’s Going on Here?

Some additional context just for the Dungeon Master:
· Tirrog, the Frost Giant, was cast out of his clan after losing a duel with his father.
· He stole a Young Adult White Dragon named Bymraynyl and used her power to freeze a nearby lake and construct an icy palace.
· Tirrog resides in a cavern beneath the palace, awaiting the challenge of Maul’s mightiest warriors, hoping to regain his clan’s favor by winning.
· Bymraynyl, the white dragon, is imprisoned by Tirrog and will only attack the players if they fail to free her.

Adventure Hooks

When determining why your players are involved with ending Tirrog’s icy presence, feel free to use any, or all, of the below Adventure Hooks when discussing this adventure with your players.

Aiding the Guards of Maul

The adventurers are approached by Brenlanna Orina, the Captain of the Guards of Maul. Brenlanna explains the situation caused by Tirrog is dire as his forces roam the countryside and many townsfolk have gone missing.
The constant threat has left the town’s defenses stretched thin and she needs capable adventurers to end his reign of terror. She emphasizes that defeating Tirrog will not only bring peace to Maul, but also earn the gratitude and favor of its people.

Ecological Balance

Mort, A local druid, approaches the adventurers to express his deep concerns about the unnatural freezing of the lake. Mort explains that the frozen lake has disrupted the local ecosystem, causing harm to wildlife and plants.
He implores the adventurers to defeat Tirrog and restore the natural balance. In return, the druid offers their knowledge of the land, rare herbs, and a powerful artifact as a reward. Restoring the lake to its natural state will help the region thrive once more.

Dragon Hunters

Word has travelled far and wide that Bymraynyl, a white dragon, is far from its natural territory and is imprisoned by Tirrog, the frost giant.
The adventurers are from a dragon hunting guild and see this as a prime opportunity to either hone their skills of slaying dragons or set free a majestic creature, allowing it to grow and become a more challenging hunt.

Before the Adventure Begins

This adventure begins by introducing your players at the gates of Tirrog’s frozen palace. They will be battling their way through Tirrog’s defenses, seeking to challenge him. Share the below excerpt with your players as they create their characters:
Your journeys have brought you to Maul, a small mountain town renowned for its gladiatorial games held beneath the mountain of Pike Rise.
Word has travelled quickly that Tirrog, a frost giant, has descended from the peaks of Pike Rise with Bymraynyl, a white dragon. They have frozen a nearby lake and constructed an icy palace. Frost is spreading farther from the lake with each passing day and Tirrog’s forces patrol the countryside, pillaging small villages.
For your own various reasons, you have agreed to help end Tirrog’s reign of terror by any means necessary.
As the game master, you should note down the passive perception for each character as this will be referenced in the adventure for ambush encounters.
The encounters provided in this adventure are balanced for four level 8 characters. To adjust for fewer players, consider removing ¼ of the monsters’ health pools for each player less than four. To adjust for more players, consider adding additional Duergar Berserkers or Ice Mephits in each encounter.

Approaching the Palace

When your players are ready to begin their adventure, start by reading the below excerpt to kick things off:
As you approach the lake, a chill unlike any you’ve felt before cuts through your armor. Before you is an unnaturally frozen expanse, its surface a flawless sheet of ice stretching as far as the eye can see. The air is eerily still, and the usual sounds of wildlife are absent, replaced only by the whispers of wind across the frozen wasteland.
In the center of this icy domain stands an imposing ice palace, its glistening walls reflect the pale sunlight from above. Four watchtowers, each 40 feet tall and crafted entirely of ice, stand at the corners of the palace.
The front door of the palace, a massive slab of ice 20 feet wide, looms before you. Its surface is intricately carved with frost patterns, but it is sealed shut, offering no immediate passage into the stronghold. The sense of foreboding is palpable, as if the palace itself is a living entity, waiting to challenge those who dare approach.
[Player A], please describe your character, what they are doing, and where they are on the map. (Ask this of all players before continuing)

Palace Locations

P1. Four Watchtowers

To open the palace's front door, the adventurers must pull four levers located at the tops of the four icy watchtowers. Each tower is guarded by a Duergar Berserker and two Ice Mephits. Engaging one group will alert the other towers.
Ice bridges connect the left and right towers and are considered difficult terrain. The 40-foot towers are nearly impossible to climb without magic or specialized gear. Once all four levers are pulled, the palace door will melt.

P2. Palace Entrance

The palace's interior boasts 30-foot-high ceilings supported by large ice pillars. Braziers of blue flame illuminate four ice sculptures, an icy throne, and the bones of Tirrog's unsuccessful challengers. In the center of the floor is a 20-foot circle of intricate carvings, which opens when two Ice Elementals are defeated.
Two Ice Elementals are hidden within the ice walls, ready to ambush the players once they all enter the palace. Upon defeating them, the circle in the floor melts away, revealing a 100-foot-deep hole with a wooden ladder descending beneath the lake.

P3. Beneath the Lake

The floors in all subsequent rooms are ice and considered difficult terrain. There are four pairs of Ice Cleats in room P4 which can aid with traversing the rooms. Most of the walls are perfectly sculpted ice, 25-feet-high, but some areas have caved in due to lake pressure or creature damage. All doorways are wooden and unlocked unless noted otherwise.
There are no torches in this room and constant howling wind can be heard from room P6.

P4. Ice Bunks

This well-lit room of ice contains four beds and supplies for the Duergar. If the boxes are searched, the players will easily find four pairs of Ice Cleats.
There are 2 Duergar Berserkers in this room and if engaged, they will alert the Duergar in room P5.
A DC 18 investigation check will uncover a +2 Greataxe hidden in an icy cavity underneath one of the beds. There is a small supply room that connects P4 to P5.

P5. Leisure Hall

This room is well-lit and contains tables, mostly empty casks of beer, and a rack of mugs along the wall. There is 1 Duergar Berserker and 1 Duergar Priest in this room. They will alert the Duergar in room P4 if engaged.
One of the casks has 6 servings of Mimic’s Brew left in it.

P6. The Frozen Hall

This area is the coldest room in the Palace and there is a deafening wind constantly blowing. It is well-lit and the entryway to this room is supported by two pillars.
There is a magical ice statue at the end of the hallway that is constantly blowing damaging ice winds. There is a stone on the back of the statue which deactivates it.
The wind blows from the statue and ends just before it reaches the room with the pillars. A creature can be damaged by the wind once per round. If a creature is in the presence of the icy wind, they must make a DC 17 Constitution saving throw, taking 22 (5d8) cold damage on a failed save, or half as much on a success.
The doorways to P10 and P11 are locked with padlocks. They can both be unlocked with a DC 17 Thieves’ Tools check.

P7. Prison Cell

This room contains one locked cell. It takes a Thieves’ Tools check (DC 15) to unlock the cell. There is also a chair made of ice sitting in the corner of this room.
Zathea, a female Duergar Berserker, is locked in the cell and visibly malnourished.
If Zathea is freed from her cell, she will warn the adventurers of the troll ahead, tell them how to deactivate the stone statue, and ask that they consider letting Bymraynyl go

P8. Lumber Storage

This unlit room is where lumber for fires is kept. There are a few axes for cutting wood. Three of the logs in this room are Mimics but will only attack if the players actively search through the logs.

P9. The Crumbling Hall

This illuminated hallway is visibly damaged. A Perception check (DC 15) will notice claw marks as the primary source of damage.
The doorway to P10 is locked with a padlock and can be unlocked with a DC 17 Thieves’ Tools check.

P10. Troll’s Den

This room is not lit, contains the bones of many dead fish, and smells putrid. There is 1 Troll in this room.
A DC 17 Investigation check will find a gemmed golden lure in the carcass of a dead fish worth approximately 50 gold pieces.

P11. Bymraynyl, The White Dragon

This room contains Bymraynyl, a young adult white dragon, who has just freed herself from Tirrog’s chains. She is visibly wounded and only has half of her health.
She will try to reason with the adventurers to let her go but is ready to fight if they will not.
If the players choose to free Bymraynyl, she will excavate a small amount of ice and reveal a +2 Breastplate hidden in the ice, which they are free to take.

P12. Tirrog, The Frost Giant

Tirrog sits patiently in this well-lit icy throne room, waiting for his challengers. Before engaging with the adventurers, he gently pats a large wooden chest next to his throne and says in Giant:
I took all that I could from Pike Rise and it’s all yours should you defeat me. But with your heads, I can return home. Let us see who will be rewarded this day.
The chest contains 15 sapphires worth 25 gold each, 2,000 gold, 2 potions of greater healing, and an Everwarm Blanket.

Random Encounters

Roll 1 4-sided die every hour to determine which monsters return to the palace from their patrol around the lake. All monsters should roam freely as you see fit.

Result	Monsters returning from Patrol
1	3 Duergar Berserkers & 2 Ice Mephits
2	1 Ice Elemental & 4 Ice Mephits
3	1 Troll
4	1 Ice Elemental & 1 Duergar Berserker

Concluding the Adventure
Upon defeating Tirrog, the players will have reached the end of this adventure. If you and your players wish to continue adventuring from this point, this would be an appropriate milestone to increase their character levels to 9.
Thank you for playing through The Frozen Palace of Tirrog. I hope you and your players had a fun time with this adventure!

Magical Items

Everwarm Blanket

Adventuring Gear, very rare
This quilted blanket is surrounded by a comfortably warm aura.
While this blanket is in your inventory, you do not suffer any exhaustion caused by sources of cold.

Ice Cleats

Adventuring Gear, common
These blue metal cleats can be attached to any footwear.
While equipped, ice is not considered difficult terrain when moving across it.

Mimic’s Brew (Brown Ale)

Beer, Uncommon
When you drink this beer, you can change your appearance as though you casted Alter Self for one hour.
An hour after you consume this beer, your tongue hangs from your mouth until you finish a long rest.
The bottom of this potent brown ale is a small layer of slime

Tirrog’s Helmet

Helmet, rare (requires attunement)
You gain a +1 bonus to AC and Constitution saving throws while you where this helmet.
While wearing this helmet, you can gain the “enlarge” effect of the enlarge/reduce spell for 1d4 hours (no concentration required). Once used, this effect cannot be used again until you complete a long rest.

It seems like she’s feeling insecure again. I keep my eyes shut tight, preparing myself for the song and dance I had been through so many times before. The weight of the bed shifts under me as she crawls under the blankets. A cold limb flops over my torso, wrapping me in a frigid embrace. I resist the urge to flinch as the moist, squishy mass of flesh presses into my forehead, a tickling droplet of fluid slides down my face and over my tightly pursed lips. Not daring to move, I waited patiently for the words I knew must come. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, a muffled teary voice sounds in a desperate tone:
“Do you...”
The voice falters, emitting several low-pitched, labored gurgles before continuing:
“Love me?”
Without hesitation I respond, as gently as could be managed:
“Of course I love you. But it’s time to go back to sleep now, okay?”
The gurgling continues, higher pitched now, like an excited baby. After a few moments the squishy mass detaches itself from my forehead, and the weight in the bed shifts. The gentle smacking of feet against hardwood floor, and a door quietly closing across the house resound in the otherwise silent room. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, I rock gently back and forth with my head in between my legs, resisting the tears that are fighting to escape. I allow a few moments of this pointless self-pity before forcing myself to stand up.
I walk down the hallway to the bathroom, not allowing my eyes to stray to the door to what used to be my room. A look in the mirror reveals that my forehead has already started breaking out in small orange pustules, along with a small streak of them where the fluid had dripped down my face. At least it didn't get in my mouth this time. That isn’t a panic I would like to revisit. I retrieve the small bottle of vinegar from the medicine cabinet and apply it to a cotton ball, beginning the tedious task of treating my face. A harsher acid would probably do a better job, but I prefer to avoid the stinging even if the pustules disappear more slowly. It’s not like I need to look handsome for anyone. It’s unlikely she can even really see me.
Once my skin is sufficiently covered in the stuff, I grab a bucket and mop, and clean the wet footprints from the hallway, and from the living room where my bed is located. Most of the wood flooring throughout the house is already somewhat corroded, but I’d prefer to keep my home intact to the extent that I am able. Although it’s up to anyone’s guess what manner of hellscape the bedroom must look like. I hadn’t been in that room in a long time. That was her domain now, and there was no reason for me to enter. No reason to take that risk.
I light the small gas cooktop in the kitchen and get to work making food for the day. Canned food is surprisingly appetizing when there’s nothing to do but eat. It would taste better with some seasoning, but there was no point in going through that much effort. This food serves one purpose, and that’s to keep us from starving. I slide one plate under the crack between the floor and the bedroom door and sit down in the living room with the other plate in hand.
The book on the coffee table catches my eye as it does every morning. Sighing, I pick up the ratty collection of pages and flip to a random one. One of the few books on the “Great Plague” as they call it, that was ever published, or at least, the only one I could ever find. Titled “The End” by Jared Kramer, It was more of a fanatical opinion piece than a proper informative book, but Kramer at least provided a bit of information on the virus, how the transformation works, and what methods could be used to, in his words, “Cure” the afflicted. A shotgun was noted as the best medicine, with gasoline and matches being a close second. Near the middle of the book, the portion that was coincidentally staring back at me from the pages, it turned into a near unintelligible ranting on the philosophy of consciousness. Apparently, Kramer had only just begun to consider whether blowing the afflicted’s brains out was a morally reasonable decision. He had never come across as a particularly intelligent guy in his writings, and my assumption was that he was simply the only person who wrote fast enough to get a book published before the plague became a worldwide epidemic. Towards the end of the book, Kramer does a 180 and states repeatedly that “Accepting the transformation is the only road to salvation”.
“Salvation... as if”
My words perish in the empty air, a death rattle of frustrated skepticism.
I had never quite understood what that actually meant. Salvation would be something like deliverance from harm, harm being the only thing that the plague brought to the world. The book thuds as I carelessly toss it back on the table. It's obvious that the author was in the process of transforming as he wrote the final passages, but they never ceased to bother me. Perhaps I'm just fixating on those words as a way of keeping my mind occupied.
There’s really no reason to focus on such pointless things.
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The following night my sleep was peaceful and uninterrupted. She usually shows up once a week, if not less frequently. After waking, the bathroom mirror reveals that the pustules ha subsided slightly, leaving my skin smooth, if not free of the noticeable blemishes. A subtle glint of light shines off of my head and my heart rate accelerates.
Surely not.
Surely it was a trick of the light.
I begin rifling through my matted hair furiously and there it is. A single, silver hair hanging in front of my forehead.
I guess this is it then.
She made sure I had sworn on everything under the sun. Her stupid goofy smile reflected in my memory.
“First grey hair and I’m outta here mister”
To think that a silly little joke between us had turned into this solemn responsibility. The steel of the revolver was cold in my palm. My eyes locked onto it, unsure of when it had made its way from the drawer of the coffee table into my hand, or for that matter, when I had entered the living room. The earth seemed to be rotating at impossible speeds. Everything was black except for the gun in my hand and the book on the coffee table. That goddamn book. One of the pages had begun to tear away from the others, no doubt a result of my less than careful treatment of the thing, and a single word seemed to assault my fragile psyche.
Salvation.
I get it now
My heartbeat slows marginally as the unravelling of this book that I’ve read so many times presented a welcome distraction. There had been nothing left for Kramer, or anyone else for that matter, in a world that was dying around them. His salvation was freedom from the great plague. His call to “accept” the transformation, was not the same as giving in to it. After all, hadn’t he expressed over and over again exactly how to “find release” as he called it, from the infection.
Kramer, unlike me, had accepted that there was no life in transformation, no being, no humanity, and no way back. His moral dilemma had come to a close, likely with a bullet in his brain.
A reluctant chuckle rose through my chest and escaped my throat. It didn’t sound like me. It was twisted, choked, and raspy. She had always known hadn’t she, that I would stay in this house with her. That’s why she had forced me to swear up and down on something as silly and inevitable as a grey hair, before locking herself in that room five years ago. Knowing her, it had all been for my own good, a way for her to look out for me even after she was long gone.
The creak of the door was like nails on a chalkboard. I laid my eyes for the first time in years on my wife, or at least, what was left of her. I had seen the afflicted before, but seeing her in this state brought a blockage to my throat that nothing could have prepared me for. Her head had been obscured by the typical growth, characteristic of the great plague, A mass wider than her torso which was completely wrapped around her head, the loose flesh sagging down onto her shoulders. Large orange boils were dotted across this mass, as well as glistening, concave pits, where those boils had burst and left scars. The thick external vein structure wrapped around it was partially translucent, providing a window to the tar-like substance flowing slowly throughout. The worst thing, however, the thing that forced my tears out of my eyes and onto the corroded floor, was her body. Her clothes had long since disintegrated, leaving a sight that was fundamentally identical to what I remembered, with one exception. The excess weight of the mass upon her shoulder had atrophied her spine, which had crumpled, leaving her torso contorted in a grotesque fashion, the flesh and muscle folding in upon itself in places.
I had let this happen. I had as good as desecrated my wife’s corpse by leaving her in this state, by convincing myself that a cure would be found for a plague that had long-since been eradicated by other means. I did this.
My hands move as though without instruction from my brain, raising the revolver to my eye-level, pointing at the place where my wife’s head was concealed amid that horrid mass of flesh.
Her head tilted upwards slightly, as if she was looking at me with eyes that had been long-since obscured. That muffled, teary voice sounded out from amidst the heap weighing on her shoulders. Despite myself hesitated for just a moment, savoring the shadow of a voice that I would never hear again.
“Do you love me?”

i’ve been with my partner for almost 4 years; and realised today that i cannot recall the last time he made a concentrated effort to plan something nice for me without me basically directing where, when, what, and how.
my birthday party is in a few days and he only broke the news today that he hadn’t ordered the cake when he took ownership of dealing with it; he told me months before he was baking it and only told me today he couldn’t do it and would order one instead and asked what flavor i wanted. there are many issues that i took with this. he knew that i wanted my birthday cake to look a specific way as i showed him photos of what i wanted weeks ago and asked if he could do it; he told me he couldn’t decorate the cake that way and i said that it was ok because he was already baking me a cake from scratch which i immensely appreciated. he could have told me at any point he couldn’t do it and that he was going to order it instead. but instead he waited to tell me until the very last minute and also to sort it out at the very last moment possible.
he also did the same in regards to my birthday dinner plans for the two of us; he told me he wanted to book dinner for us and i had already told him what cuisine i wanted. he has access to my google calendar so knew when i was free. i told him i just wanted a dinner somewhere nice with him. instead of that being the end of it, he kept coming back to me with “what about this restaurant? this one? availability XYZ”; it became a back and forth to the point i had to pull out the tiktok folder i saved with recommendations for restaurants in our city, most of which i’ve sent him previously to tell him i would do these restaurants and even went on their websites to check what dates were available until i put my foot down and told him idk why i was doing the labour of booking my own birthday dinner when he said he would do it. and guess what he was able to find a restaurant and just book it. this annoyed me but i thought it was an isolated incident but apparently not.
i got incredibly upset after he told me he basically hadn’t done shit about the cake and i left home and didn’t go back and stayed with my mom for the night because i just could not believe my partner of 4 years could be so unreliable for something as simple as a birthday cake. if my friends were capable of doing it in previous years why couldn’t he? my mom asked me when he has previously taken the initiative to do something nice for me without my input and i genuinely cannot remember a time where he did something that he planned himself and executed without somehow making me responsible for it in some way. when it comes to gifts, i basically buy them for myself and he reimburses me the cost of them. dinners, i choose a restaurant and the date and time and book it for us. trips/vacations, i suggest it and have to take the initiative of choosing a day to sit down and plan and book it. if i don’t put my foot down it doesn’t get done. and i realise he is either incompetent or lazy when it comes to the relationship and i don’t know how to navigate this issue and move past it.
he has apologised about the cake issue but the time apart has made me realise this is a deeper issue and i don’t know what he can do to make it up to me. i don’t see what he can do to show me he can fix things.
can i please get suggestions on how to approach this with him and to move forward? i have previously brought this up to him in the relationship that i feel as though i take on a lot of the emotional labour in regards to household management (meals, when we need to clean bc the mess reaches a boiling point, or buying things we need for the flat) and romance in the relationship (love languages, that i needed more in terms of emotional fulfilment) and he will be apologetic and do it for a while but i think he is just complacent in the relationship.
how do you make your partner non-complacent/not lazy/bring him out of feeling “too comfortable”? don’t get me wrong, we get along great, we are like best friends and love to hang out and just chill and spend time together but i want more than a best friend i want a partner i can rely on to step up to make special occasions actually special for me. it feels as though he loves me so much and to him these things don’t matter but it does to me and it’s important to me but i think he is a bit selfish in that he subconsciously isn’t as considerate or thoughtful. i love him a lot but i need my emotional needs fulfilled too. what can i suggest/what steps can he take to actually show he cares????

Throwaway account. I started a job 2 months ago in PR. This role was a huge step up in my career and I was thrilled. My team seemed great and the schedule was hybrid with majority remote. That’s all changed now.
A senior employee who oversees me seemed really cool at first. She’s 44, I’m 28, and we hit it off. Shortly after me starting, she changed for the worse. There’s instances she talks to me in a passive tone, rejects my ideas, and talks to me like I’m a child (literally). I’m now only civil but nice.
This week, I asked to meet with Director to discuss a schedule for my son who will be on summer break. I was NEVER (not once) given a set schedule nor expectations of days to be in. I asked numerous times. Naturally, I followed my teams suit which is 1-2x in person. Well, Director and Sr employee met with me and said they want me in office 3x a week. Which is no issue… had I been given a notice when starting. I assumed the flexibility would allow me to be home during the summer more.
Now I’m scrambling to find child care and everything is full. I asked my boss if she would be willing to 2x a week due to this situation and she got upset with me and firmly told me “We like you but we need to find a solution. At the end of the day, this is a business.” — to add, they all joked about how often I went in person at my old job and I have it made now.
I’m very upset and overwhelmed. I feel like they did a 180°. I’m timid and hate confrontation. They both seem annoyed with me. Am I over-reacting?

i understand WHY the others left with an idol in their pockets, except for like, hunter but whatever. but Q has seriously disappointed me with his braindead decision to not play his idol.
Q has been targeted at almost EVERY tribal, and the ONE time he has a chance to save himself, he chooses not to??? i can’t even fathom the lack of social awareness Q had tonight.
and Maria was even WORSE. she KNEW Q was going home tonight. she even ASKED charlie if everyone was voting for Q tonight, and he said YES.
AND YOU DIDN’T THINK TO TELL HIM TO PLAY HIS IDOL????
i’ve facepalmed at people going out with idols in their pockets before (Hunter, Venus, etc.), but this takes the cake. i honestly don’t even know if i WANT Q to come back anymore cuz his boot episode was so fucking disappointing. like, why even bother to come back after such an embarrassing vote-out?
maria totally fucked herself in ways that even rival katurah from s45. she had the right move IN HER FACE and she chose to smear shit all over her eyes and sent her closest ally home.
i will take FULL pride and joy over maria’s downfall next week. and if Q DOES come back for season 50, i pray he gets his shit together and actually plays like a competent person.
if you made it this far, i would like to clarify that i don’t have any personal hatred for Q, maria, or anyone on this season. i’m just really frustrated with how 5 PEOPLE (4 people in a ROW) managed to get out with an idol in their pocket, Q especially. (Q was my favorite)
like c’mon Q, i wanted you to be different and actually PLAY THE IDOL.
anyways, it’s kenzie’s game to win, GGs.
see you guys next week.

Ok so my partner has made friends with a couple of work colleagues, “Jess” and “Brody”. Jess is married, Brody is single. They decided they want to be with each other, regardless of Jess’ marital status.
Not surprisingly this has caused friction at my partners workplace over the last 6 months, since everyone knows Jess is married. Her husband has figured it out now too and is causing problems, understandably.
There’s a lot more to the story, but I can’t be bothered writing it all down, since I’m not sure it’s relevant.
Long story short, my partner wants to come home and gossip/vent about it but I don’t wanna hear about it, mostly because I just don’t agree with what they are doing. AITA?

I tried like hell to post this in the electronica music page but the d00shez kept auto-removing it. I'm literally just trying to become internationally famous from this song I made, is that so much to ask for?
I made this hot beat at work today during downtime and threw together some lyrics when I got home. I don't want to work in a call center anymore. Just help me do a world tour, OK???
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HZOOaAH5_Q

Fucking hell, I swear, every time I think that my schedule is all set some bullshit happens.
Fiancee's car broke last evening. God knows how long the repairs will take and how much it will cost, but I'm pretty sure I'll have to use a bit of my savings 'cause I'm low on cash at the moment. And the car service is rather far from our home, so some time will be inevitably spent on commuting.
My sister's and fiancee's birthdays are right around the corner and I'll have to dig into my saving again 'cause see the above.
I have some work-related studying to do. Fine, I've made a room for it in my schedule, not happy about it but no big deal either. But now I also have to teach my sister a whole different subject (we work at the same place and have same jobs) because she has failed to learn that on her own and, apparently, is now at risk of losing her job. Last Saturday I've been assessing her and her knowledge of even the basics is vague. I can't believe this, she's been tackling this subject for a whole damn year, the fuck did she do all that time?! Or better yet, the fuck did she do for four years in the university? I mean, I know it wasn't her specialization at the uni and her learning process was messy at best (she was supervised by her former boss who is a jerk with unreasonable expectations, her current boss is only marginally better), but shit's as basic as it gets, I shouldn't have spent more that twenty minutes on that!
And to top it all off, everything's blooming and I'm allergic to pollen. I mean, this isn't unexpected, but constant nose and eyes itching sure as shit doesn't improve my mood.

I had a revelation weeks after a conversation where I got her to admit that she resented me for not being a good enough daughter. At the time I believed that and felt truly guilty and promised to work on myself. Thankfully I snapped out of the gas lighting and manipulation that had made me hate myself for years always thinking that there is something wrong with me because I started to remember things objectively and saw that even though I don’t think she means harm she is a narcissist and a perpetual victim. I began to distance myself because I realized that I have tried a lot with her and I don’t believe she’s going to change, I hated to do this to my mother but I felt that she was constantly dragging me down with her and I have bigger aspirations for my life so I began to distance myself from her since it’s one of the only options with an N parent. Since sensing how I’ve been acting she has been swinging back and fourth between being cold, mean, and negative towards me to being sweet and pleasant im guessing as retaliation for my behavior. During one of her sweet and happy durations she asked me to completely change my work schedule because I worked on the days that she is off and she would like to hangout more. I said that I couldn’t do that because my schedule works for me and my classes. I didn’t say this but we also almost always fight if she is off of work and home with me because she will constantly interrupt my plans for things that I didn’t agree to do with her and she also acknowledges that we always end up fighting. A week later without explanation she changes her days off so they coincidentally are the same as mine. As I anticipated it just caused more tension in our relationship especially when she for example screams at me because she dropped something of mine on the floor (I should of placed it better) and then is shocked that I don’t not want to go out with her later. Very frustrating when I am trying to distance myself and heal. One year until I move from my current college to far far away college hehe :3

The vet said that she has a kidney stone. She has both kidneys, but one of them are smaller than the other. We're waiting on the blood work, we'll find out tomorrow. The vet said that if her kidney levels are high, then she's going to start treatment and we might need to get an ultrasound done. The past 36 hrs, she didn't eat was being reclusive. The vet gave her an appetite stimulant and gave us some to administer ourselves the next 2 days. As I was typing this, she started eating again and purring which made me really happy. I know we're not out of the woods yet. Has anyone been in a similar situation? She also does have a small mass in her ear, but the vet said that it looks good and hasn't changed since the last time she saw it (3 weeks ago). We're planning on getting it removed, but this kidney thing may be a more pressing issue. Can cats over eat after not for a while?

Measurements: Loose 36.25 Snug 35.5 Tight 32.75 Standing 43 Leaning 47.25 Laying 45.25
I have found ABTF (two, actually! A Gaia and a Gorsenia, both 36FF) and 110% they’re unlined seamed bras. Nevertheless I’ve spent the last several years working from home and wearing low support super comfy seamless sports bras because why not. I started a new in office job two weeks ago and began wearing my nice underwire bras again. I wouldn’t say it’s as comfortable as my sports bras, but I can’t complain about the comfort overall — except that when I take my bra off at the end of the day, I’m EXTREMELY itchy where the seams are, across the front of my breasts.
I have crazy sensitive skin and, because I’m a dope and have no self control, I scratched them a ton and that led to a flare up of eczema… on my breasts. Thankfully it doesn’t bother me much except when I change out of clothes or when I’m showering but it is mind bendingly itchy when I do, and it also looks shocking.
I need to work with my dermatologist to get it under control, but I also want to look into bras without seamed cups (unlined, lightly lined, molded) — however I know it will be very hard to find any that fit my shape well. Mostly unseamed cups just end up pushing the wire down because they are not deep enough for my projected breasts, and I get sweaty skin on skin contact at the IMF.
Anyone have a particularly deep-cup unseamed bra in mind?
I tried stuffing a couple pads from an old swimsuit down into the bra today to “shield” my skin from the seams, but they just slowly made their way up and out the top of the cups (thank goodness I was wearing a big sweater to work lol I noticed at some point when I went to the bathroom that they were just… loose inside my shirt) But some solution along these lines might be viable. I’d prefer not to wear a whole camisole under my bra because that sounds like a sensory nightmare for one, and also I run hot.
It’s worth noting: No, it’s not a reaction to the fabric, laundry soap, etc. These are bras I’ve worn before for shorter periods of time without issue, and I have a history of breaking out in eczema in an area where I have scratched a bad itch (mosquito bites, poison ivy, etc.) It is also not a yeast rash. If anything, I’ve been very happily much LESS sweaty in and about the breasts now that I’ve been wearing underwire bras that fit well and keep things lifted and separated.

I live in a wooded neighborhood. Each home has several shade trees, mostly oaks and tulip poplars. Some of the trees are dying, and it seems there’s a tree company in the neighborhood every few weeks cutting down tree after tree.
Question: Could I make a rational argument to my neighbors that if they are worried about a dead tree falling on their house that they can reduce the risk significantly by chopping the upper limbs but perhaps preserve a 20-30’ tall trunk for various birds and other animals to use for habitat? Every tree is different, but it would seem the wind (primary cause of tree falls here) isn’t going to catch as much on a dead trunk in comparison to a 100’ shade tree with 30’ major branches. I know the tree companies are always more than willing to do the most expensive jobs they can, and I have never heard any of them recommend to leave some of the tree to support wildlife. Probably liability reasons. But shouldn’t we encourage saving some of the trees when we can instead of cutting them down completely?
Thoughts?

TL/DR: Kid’s keep disrespecting my boundaries. The youngest one think she’s entitled to play with my dog whenever she wants and expects me to let her get away with it.
Side note: this is long and I’m sorry but I’m still angry and wanted to vent
So, there are kids that live in my neighborhood who are ages 12m, 11f, 10m and 7f. The 12 and 11 year olds are siblings, the 10 and 7 year old are not. Let’s call the siblings J and T, and the other two R and A.
J and T like any typical brother and sister duo are always fighting on and off. They used to play with each other outside with other kids, but because J is almost a teenager, he prefers to stay inside and game with his friends. Also funny fact, R has an older brother that also games and can often be heard screaming when he loses a match. It’s quite hilarious!
Anyways T, R, and A have been playing together and whenever I step outside I am polite and we have small chats about their day and other things. Sometimes I offer them snacks. I mean who doesn’t like a free cookie?
But here is the problem. Though I am 24, I look like a child. I’ve had to tell the kids more than once that I can’t “play” with them as I am an adult. Not too long ago, I lost my puppy and was devastated. The kids loved her and were at school when this happened and I’m glad they didn’t see what I did, because it was traumatic. My poor baby was hit by my mom’s jeep and she died almost instantly. I just sat there holding her paw crying because I knew she was gone. Just typing this is so hard for me but it’s part of my story. I miss her every day and I cannot stop blaming myself for her death. She was laid to rest in my backyard and I haven’t went to sit with her because I know I would break down again.
Lucky, I was given her little sister from the same litter from the sweet guy my dad got her from. I say “little” because my baby was WAY bigger than her littermate, and the puppy I have now was actually the runt. I was so happy, told the guy thank you over and over and snuggled my new pup. In response she gave me kisses. She sat in my lap the 30 minutes it took us to get home, and cried a few times. Each time she did I would snuggle her and tell her it’s okay and she eventually fell asleep. We’ve been best friends ever since.
Unfortunately for the very first week we had trouble with her. My poor baby had severe separation anxiety and would cry and howl and would refuse to sleep without me with her. Because I am attached to a medical device I couldn’t afford to let her sleep with me as she has tugged on both my infusion set and site (I have an insulin pump) and whenever she did, it hurt. Bad. We almost gave her back and her behavior changed drastically.
She has learned when I leave, I’ll always come back. She has learned it’s okay if she doesn’t sleep with me. She always waits patiently for me to come back home or to wake up. I am always greeted with a tail wag and one happy puppy.
The kids have met her and love her. We have a special enclosure outside for my puppy where she can run and play. The problem is, A has come over more than once and let my puppy out without asking. My dad has caught her each time. This freaks me out. There are several large dogs in our neighborhood with breeds that are considered dangerous and if they aren’t with their owners, said owners get arrested for putting children and other pets into potential danger. One of these dogs literally ate two of my kittens. I am not kidding. Legitimately one of the most gruesome things I’ve ever seen. I cannot imagine losing my baby to those hellions.
A also after letting my puppy loose will often wonder off and my puppy will follow her ACROSS the street which only increases my anxiety as I remember her sister’s death and I would absolutely lose my shit if my puppy got hit by a car. An important thing to note is that A has been dubbed as annoying by older kids and parents because she constantly bothers people wanting to play regardless of age and will just stay in people’s yards until she is forcefully told to go home. My mom and brother do not like this child because of this.
Each time A has done this, both my father and I have gently told her to ask before she takes my dog out to play and that though my puppy is sweet, she could potentially get bitten if she overwhelms her or that she could get in trouble if my dog got hurt or killed.
Did this little girl listen? No the fuck she did not and today was my final straw.
I was laying down and was falling asleep in bed when my dad alerted me that A again took my dog out with her usual excuse. I. GOT. PISSED. I jumped up and threw on some shoes and stomped out to the porch. T and A were playing with my dog. I didn’t yell but said in a stern tone to stop taking my dog out without my permission and that I was going to talk to their parents if this happened again. I told them there is no telling when my puppy gets aggravated by being constantly bothered and they could end up bitten and I also didn’t want her getting hurt or killed. I made a promise to take good care of her. A gave her the usual excuse of wanting to play with my dog with T claiming it “wasn’t her idea.” I was shaking so bad from being angry that I accidentally sliced my finger while preparing my puppies lunch. R who was there saw and heard everything later told me that the girls don’t listen to any adults.
I’m still angry. I have the right to be. I have a feeling this is gonna happen again and ISTG if the parents don’t do anything I’ll take legal action

Basic context: I’m worried I’m not saving enough for the large future expenses. Am I doing okay, or do I need to focus on stashing away even more?
28yo, USA, DINK LTR unmarried but living together.
Income: 110k W2 annually, plus a variable amount of K1 income (I own a small business with 500-700k ARR). For the sake of safety & being conservative, I’m only including my income and excluding my SO’s.
Currently contributing the maximum to a Roth IRA annually on January 1st. Currently no 401k, but as the business owner I am considering starting a Roth 401k plan for all employees, which would allow me to contribute to that as well.
Saving rate: $5000/month, roughly 60k/yr. This might seem aggressive- please consider the projected expenses below.
Assets: -$15k in Roth IRA, 60/40 split between 60% ETF’s VOO,SPY,VUG as well as 40% LEAPS on SPY, AXP, V. -$6k in taxable brokerage - SPY/VUG -$5k in HYSA (aggressively saving to turn this into a 6-month emergency liquid fund) -$5k in literal cash -$15k worth of work vehicles (expenses deductible through company)
Expenses and projections: -Rent: $1000/mo (LCOL city) -Meals/discretionary spending: $1500/mo -Future aging parent with 0 retirement savings (I will be 100% responsible financially). I estimate 10 years before this expense starts up. Options include caring for the parent myself, or paying for an assisted living facility. -Huge personal medical expenses: two insurance policies costing $1650/mo totaled, as well as projected out-of-pocket medical expenses of $30k in the next 5 years due to unavoidable chronic conditions.
Buying a home or land in the next 5 years is a large goal of mine as well, provided the value fits into my budget. Currently my comfortable price range would be ~250k, but in a few years I anticipate that will grow once I have a larger nest egg. Additionally, my rent is too cheap to heavily consider moving.
Growing up dirt poor, I made consistently terrible financial decisions up until my early 20s- wasting money from a medical settlement, making money from bitcoin and wasting the proceeds, charging off credit card debt, etc. Thankfully, I’ve settled all collections and am now debt free.
The past decade has taught me lots of life lessons. Although I have matured to the point of “better than I used to be”, I’ve only begun saving aggressively in the past 2 years. I feel the strong urge to make up for lost time, and I’ve got a long way to go.
Any advice?

The pandemic ruined a lot of amazing businesses and services. Some things didn’t make it, some things are slowly returning, while some returned quickly.
I miss salad bars at the grocery store for an easy and healthy lunch. Salads made at home just don’t taste the same. Hot bars have returned, but I have yet to find a salad bar.
Does anyone know of the reasonings behind it? Was it a financial loss item not worth bringing back. Or it is an infection control situation with public health?
How does our community get them back?

I am 31F and he is 34M.
I currently live alone in a Midwest city making $52k (customer service rep) paying $960 rent, with $22k in student loans (BA Communications) and $3k in credit card debt. I just calculated that for the rest of the year, if I budget really well, I MAY be able to save $2.5k.
He lives an hour away in a small rural town with his dad on their small family farm. He makes about the same as me when he is not laid off as an apprentice iron worker. But he has been laid off for about a couple months now. He also helps with the 300 acre farm now and then. He said he has a LOT in student loan debt from years ago, don’t know how much, he was going for engineering and changed his major a lot and then stopped going apparently to move back and help with the farm. I know he had low paying ($10-18 an hour) jobs sometimes only part time for a while, but now is making $25 an hour but has been laid off. He is supposed to be inheriting the farm someday. It is a good property but the house and shed are really run down. And would need a ton of work.
I’m barely able to save much every month. We have been dating two years. I asked what he thought about moving in together. He said he would love to. But I’d have to move at least 35 minutes out, at the very least, which is totally good, that would be .5 hour drive to the farm and then another hour from there to the city where his union hall is and where work radiates out of (one hour radius of that town). So the farm is one hour north of me and the city for his union hall is two hours north of me. He would like to live in his town or maybe north of it, I would too except I saw no rentals there and there are barely any jobs at all out there.
I told him I know he has debt, but would moving in be on his radar, and he said he would really like to, he wanted a house with a garage to rent. He thought what I paid in rent is a lot. Getting a house with a garage will easily be more. He said that his income won’t be fabulous when he is laid off, I think it is only $350 a week, so I think when he is laid off I could expect him to pay less in expenses.
I also want to start having kids (2 if I’m blessed with them) I guess by 33 and that’s old.
I don’t know what to do. My dad has said before that I am welcome to move back with him, but my stepmom kinda despises me I feel, I don’t feel welcome by her, and she hates adults that live with their parents. Because I thought about living with them for 6 months or something and actually being able to save my money. There are no houses for rent in his small town but some lovely sweet homes for sale, but I have no savings.
My boyfriend is a very sweet guy but maybe financially irresponsible, or at least made bad decisions in the past. He doesn’t buy much but also doesn’t make much and doesn’t seem to have a drive to be more financially successful which makes me feel resentful.
TLDR: I really need more income. I want a house someday but I’m broke. My boyfriend is in deep debt living with his dad. I don’t know what to do.

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Hey Reddit, this is a burner account because I just wanted to steer clear of people I know finding this.
I am a young adult who was in a long term relationship for 4 years since I was 16. That relationship ended about a year ago. She was horrible to me at the end (cheating and what not) but the first couple years were a blast. After getting out of that relationship I kinda hopped right into another one. She’s 2 years older and I met her at some random party at university, let’s call her Molly. She’s gorgeous, the exact girl that I would be into on paper. I was instantly attracted to her and we had an amazing night together which ended in a hookup. In the morning, I asked for her snap and she happily grabbed my phone and added herself. About a week later we went on a date. BEST DATE EVER! We could not stop talking and the sparks were flying. I could tell we both felt it because we were both smiling, laughing and poking fun at each other the whole time. Afterwards we had an amazing night together at her place. About a month went on with this kinda routine and it was thrilling. We were both all over each other going on fun dates and getting to know one another. Until she became really distant. At first I shrugged it off but then I started to get worried. She consistently apologized and it seemed genuine every time but I knew something else was up. It was around Christmas time at this point and I went back home to see my family. After the holidays I landed back in my university town and saw a text from Molly. She said she was sick, and that she had been falling behind in school and could hardly get out of bed. She had been going to the hospital consistently and had not been able to find time to see me, let alone explain her situation. I felt so bad for her. I made sure to tell her that I was there for her but she insisted that she couldn’t be able to hold up a relationship while trying to recover. She said “It’s what’s best for you, I can’t be there for you like I want to. Like I should”. I took it with chest and wished her the best, and said “if anything ever changes, I’d love to give us another shot”. At this point I knew I wanted to be in a relationship, I knew I was at the point in my life where I want to share it with someone. Although I wasn’t over Molly I went out dating again. About a month later I met the sweetest girl ever, Let’s call her Eva. She wasn’t someone I’d usually be attracted to but her personality was so kind and infatuating. We moved fast together. Going out for Valentine’s Day, surprising each other with gifts and writing notes. It was so wholesome and genuine. We actually made it official and she was my girlfriend, something I only wish I did with Molly. After two months of being together I decided I’d go home for the summer to be with my family (we were dealing with the loss of a loved one and I thought I’d be there for my siblings). The idea of being back home for 4 months got me thinking. I knew I didn’t want to do long distance with Eva but I did really love her, just not enough. I hadn’t been single since I was 16 and I knew I needed some time to understand myself. So, I decided I’d break up with her. Literally just as I came to that conclusion, Molly texted me. She said that she was out of ICU and things were looking up for her, she was also heading home (a different city then me) for the summer and wanted to catchup before I left. I was shocked by this text and dropped my phone and it cracked. I had no idea what to do. All the amazing memories with Molly came flooding back. I had already decided that I would break up with Eva, so is it really that bad if I say yes? I felt awful. I told Molly that I’d need a minute to think about that but I appreciated her reaching out. I then took a week to make sure I wanted to break things off with Eva and, a week later, I did it. She was heartbroken. I felt awful. She was amazing to me and I kinda blindsided her. But I knew it was the right thing for me. That night I got plastered with a bunch of buddies and went out to a club. I then texted Molly back and said something stupid like “God I missed you, we should go on a date”. She for some reason said yes. I woke up hungover out of my mind the next morning but happy as ever. We went out on that date a week later, which was 2 days before she’d head home for the summer. It was once again, BEST DATE EVER! We picked off right where we left off and the sparks flew so far we almost burnt the restaurant down. We went back to her place and, once again, had a great night. She said something during that date that haunts me. It was “I wish I never pushed you away, I’ve missed you”. Anyway, it’s a month into summer and Molly and I have been texting every day. It’s non-stop conversations and flirting. We’re texting as if we’re together. I’ve fallen in love with her again and I’m so far away from her. I don’t know what to do. I want to actually start a relationship with her but not over messages. I want to see her, I want to be with her again. I’m in love and I don’t know what to do next. Should I text her how I feel? Or wait 3 more months till I’m back in town and she is too then give it a shot? I’m lost and confused and madly in love. I can’t stop thinking about her. I know she cares about me and possibly is in love with me too but I’m definitely more head over heels.
TLDR: I got back with who’s girl I was kinda “with” and now we’re texting every day and I’m head over heels for her. We’re not dating or anything. Idk if I should tell her or what, I’m going crazy about it.
Thanks for reading, I’d love any advice. Cheers

So over the course of the weekend I met a cat at a shelter and fell in love with him. I wanted to get two cats so they would keep eachother company while I was at work, the lady working at the shelter told me that he actually has a brother still in quarantine and I could come see him Monday before I made the final decision on whether or not I would take both of them. The first cat I looked at was exceptionally friendly for being a prior feral.
Both of these cats are roughly nine months old according to the shelter and have been neutered.
I met the second cat Monday, he was very timid but that's to be expected with a feral caught TNR cat, I fell in love with his little poof he had in place of a tail and figured the two boys would get along.
I get them home and let them outta their carriers to let them scope the place out and they both found their way under my couch in my living room. They would occasionally hiss at eachother and (I dunno if this is the right word) but growl at one another? I figured they were both just stressed and needed some time to decompress and get used to their new home.
Fast-forward to tonight (2½ days later) and I was sitting on the couch when the friendlier cat was roaming around the house when the more timid of the two finally came out from under the couch, the friendlier one hissed and lunged at him, forcing him to retreat back under the couch.
What do I do, Reddit? Is this normal for adopted cats even when they came from the same litter? I want these two to get along and have a good life with me but I'm not sure what to do 🙁
Edit: Fixed grammar mistakes

Abuse, Discipline, or overreacting?
Im afraid of my dad, not just a bit frightened, no I am genuinely and 100% afraid of my father. I want to know if i am overreacting, if its regular Discipline or if its abuse.
My family is upper-middle class/Lower-upper-class, we own 35 acres of land on a farm. I am homeschooled, I spend 99% of my time at home because my dad forced me into online school, I have probably one friend, again, my dad’s fault. Some of my friends are less fortunate, they have addict parents, divorced parents, live in trailer parks, etc. my dad is quick to judge based off their family/living situation, he’ll let rude and straight up disrespectful comments slip and the people stop being my friends due to the things he says.
He has a weird work schedule, but he’s mostly home. He forces me to work outside in 100+ degree weather with almost maybe even no breaks at all for 12+ hours a day when he’s home.
He also has very bad temper issues, he cannot control his emotions at all and takes it out on me.
Example: my mom has music playing while he was trying to take a nap, when she turned it down for him he got mad it wasn’t turned off and he came out of his room and threw the speaker off the TV stand, breaking it.
Example: we were playing a board game and when he was losing he got mad, had an attitude, then threw everything off the table and made me clean it up
Example: I didn’t want to go shooting with him so instead of respecting that, he dragged me to the shooting range we have on our property while I was telling him no over and over again, he loaded a gun and unloaded the entire mag on the ground directly infront of me while using his hand over mine to shoot the gun, then when I still didn’t do it he pushed me away and said “alright get the fuck out of here go do your chores”
That’s only a few examples of times he got upset and didn’t control his temper.
Another thing he does is he purposely likes to antagonize me and gets mad when it works.
Example: he was pushing me over and over again while I was trying to eat dinner, after I told him multiple times to stop and he didn’t, I got up, threw my dinner away and started walking downstairs, he then made me sit back down at the table and proceeded to yell at me about having an attitude, then when I asked if I could leave he took all my electronics away and made me do chores the rest of the day the next day
Example: I have major issues with people chewing with their mouth open so he always chews with food falling out of his mouth, smacks his lips, and gets close to my ears while eating just to trigger my issues with it, on multiple occasions I’ll tell him to stop and he doesn’t stop he just gets closer and closer so I push him away, he will yell at me, take everything away, and send me to bed without dinner
^again only a couple examples^{^}
Anytime I hear him coming down the stairs I immediately get scared, hide anything I’m doing, and then pretend to do something productive.
Another thing is he will hit me, push me, punch me, kick me, etc. but when I tell him to stop he doesn’t, if I cry he will “give me something to cry about” if I’m upset I have “no reason to be upset with a roof, food, and family” if I call him out on the hitting he will “show me what real abuse is”
This isn’t even all the stuff he does I felt like the post was getting too long so I’m stopping here