Ornealus & his plumbobs
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Ornealus & his plumbobs
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Hi there, I'm Kieran 👋. Just trying to journal my Legacy sims, or at least keep their story straight somewhere that isn't pen and paper.
Tobi: "Look at our family. You really have no need to worry."
Kali: "Since when did you become the sensible one?"
Tobi: "I guess fatherhood suits me"
The couple chuckle, Kali snuggling Cassian closer.
Kali: "Like a glove"
November 25, 2025 at 3:01 PM
Tobi: "Ah. I hadn't thought that far"
Kali: "Or they wolf out during a temper tantrum."
Tobi: "Wolf out?"
Kali: "Are you forgetting your hertiage Mr Oswald?"
Tobi: "No, but Kali you're thinking too far ahead. Slow down else you'll miss it all."
Kali smiled, feeling her worries ease.
November 25, 2025 at 2:56 PM
As Ophelia slept soundly on her father's back, Cassian was much more of a night-owl.
Tobi: "Who said you couldn't have it all?"
Kali: "Careful, don't curse us this early on Oswald"
Tobi: "It's basic math. 2v2, we've got this down"
Kali: "And when one of them develops that famous Oswald Magic?"
November 25, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Thad: "Ergh...your little 'bundle of joy' has just released her bundle"
Kali: "She's an infant Thaddeus, what do you expect?"
Thad: "To not get peed on"
Kali: "Please, like you haven't had worse"
November 25, 2025 at 9:48 AM
Kali chuckled softly, resting her head against Tobias’ arm. “You realize Holden’s cursed her with that nickname, right? Tiny Potato’s gonna stick forever.”

Tobias smirked, eyes still on the crib. “Could be worse. At least she’s the cutest potato I’ve ever seen.”

Kali nudged him. “Our little spud.”
August 19, 2025 at 12:35 PM
Kali slipped in quietly, pressing a soft kiss to Tobias’ shoulder as her arm curled around his waist. Together, they looked down at their twins, tiny chests rising and falling in perfect rhythm. “We really did it,” she whispered. Tobi leaned into her, murmuring, “Our whole world, right here.”
August 19, 2025 at 12:33 PM
Tobias looked over his children, voice low and tender. “You two… you’re my reason now. Every choice, every step—I’ll do it for you.” His chest tightened with love. “You’ll always know how wanted you are. Always.” He brushed a hand along the cot before slipping out quietly.
August 19, 2025 at 12:18 PM
The hoover roared to life, and almost instantly Ophelia squirmed in the carrier, letting out a fussy cry. Tobias chuckled softly, pausing to sway side to side. “Not a fan, huh, Tiny Potato?” he murmured, lowering the volume setting and humming to soothe her as he carried on.
August 19, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Tobias moved through the house with quiet efficiency while Kali slept, Ophelia snug in the back carrier, her tiny head nestled against him. Every dish washed, every floor swept felt lighter with her there—his little shadow, sleepy-eyed and content, making even chores feel like love.
August 19, 2025 at 10:40 AM
Holden smirked as she reached the bottom of the stairs. Tobi looked up from where he was baking in the kitchen, raising a brow. “And where’s my daughter?” he asked. Holden shot back without missing a beat, “Trading secrets with the Sandman. Don’t worry, she promised to be home by morning.”
August 18, 2025 at 1:10 PM
Holden cradled Tiny Potato in one arm, carefully guiding the bottle to her lips. Ophelia’s little hands flexed against her shirt as she drank. Holden’s chest warmed—peaceful, perfect. “You and me, kiddo,” she whispered. “Don’t tell Daddy, but I think I’m already your favorite.”
August 18, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Holden glanced up from rocking Tiny Potato. “Where’s Kali?” she asked softly. Tobi leaned against the crib, bottle dangling in hand. “Took Cassian to her doctor’s appointment,” he said with a smile. Holden nodded, eyes dropping back to the baby. “Guess it’s just us girls, then.”
August 18, 2025 at 12:53 PM
Holden glanced up as Tobi entered, bottle in hand. She tightened her hold on Tiny Potato, heart swelling. “Not yet,” she whispered to the baby, rocking slowly. In her arms, Ophelia felt like hope itself—and Holden wasn’t ready to let that go, not for anything.
August 18, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Tobi stepped back into the nursery, bottle in hand, and paused. Tiny Potato was curled in Holden’s arms, her cousin rocking gently with a soft smile. He grinned to himself—maybe the feed could wait a few more minutes. Some moments were too perfect to interrupt.
August 18, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Holden settled into the rocking chair, cradling Ophelia in her arms. The nursery was quiet, just the two of them. “Listen, little one,” she murmured, her ginger hair falling around her face, “Being an Oswald isn’t easy, but it’s worth it. Stand tall and never forget who you are.”
August 17, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Holden gently lifted Ophelia from the crib, her ginger hair spilling forward as she cradled the tiny bundle. “Oh wow…” she whispered, eyes softening. Ophelia stirred, snuggling into Holden’s chest. Tobias watched, smiling, glad to see his cousin instantly smitten.
August 17, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Tobias leaned over the crib, smiling at little Ophelia. Holden bounced excitedly beside him. “So… you gonna introduce me then?” she asked.

Tobias chuckled. “Alright, tiny potato, meet your Auntie Holden. Brace yourself, Lia—maximum chaos incoming!”
August 17, 2025 at 8:59 PM
The door burst open and Holden’s voice rang out like a battle cry: “TINY POTATO PEOPLE!” Tobias chuckled from the floor, glancing at Ophelia snoozing in her cot. “Sorry, Lia,” he murmured. “Looks like nap time just declared war.”
August 17, 2025 at 8:53 PM
Tobias rocked Ophelia gently, her tiny breaths warm against his chest when the pounding shook the door downstairs. A grin tugged at his lips. Only Holden. He pressed a kiss to his daughter’s head. “Get ready, little Lia,” he murmured. “You’re about to meet the loudest heart in our family.”
August 17, 2025 at 8:44 PM
Holden’s knuckles ached from the pounding, but she didn’t care. She was practically vibrating with joy, her whole body thrumming like a live wire. Babies! Real, squishy, Oswald babies, and not just one but two. "Open.This.Door.Cousin" She yells "Ooppeenn"
August 17, 2025 at 8:41 PM
“You’re doing so well, sweetheart,” Tobias murmured, his thumbs digging carefully along either side of her spine. “I’ve got you.” Kali exhaled hard, leaning forward, gripping the ball for support as another contraction rolled through her like a wave.
July 7, 2025 at 2:45 PM
Ornealus has been reborn, leaving the two to face whatever's coming, by themselves. I'm looking forward to them finally becoming parents, and also the stories they're all about to face, the twins included.
July 7, 2025 at 2:04 PM
Thanks to the pregnancy bugs littering the game at the minutes (Thanks EA), I'm gonna go ahead and do a small time jump to bring the twins into the game 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎

During her pregnancy, Kali would've had more memories resurface as the twins grew in power. It's painful, but less since knowing why.
July 7, 2025 at 2:03 PM
The door swings shut, Ornealus vanishing with it — like it had never been there at all. The house falls quiet again.
Tobias stares at the space where the door stood, his breathing uneven, hand still locked tight with Kali’s.
Tobias: "He better come back with terrible jokes and all."
July 7, 2025 at 12:27 PM
Ornealus gives the smallest, proudest nod, his gaze landing on both of them — on the legacy they’re carrying forward, on the family that held him in death and life alike. "Wouldn’t miss it for the world."
He pauses, turning one last time to them both. "Look after each other. Look after them."
July 7, 2025 at 12:24 PM