my favorite thing about saiki is how he says things about himself and his beliefs and then acts the complete opposite. he LOVES drama and gossip and is so nosy too, he just pretends like he doesnt care and i love it.
I live for Damian fully embracing his role as the feral younger brother and im not afraid to admit it.
Tim, on the phone: I can't make it to the meeting, I have a family emergency.
Hangs up and turns to see Damian hanging upside down from his ceiling
Tim: How long have you been there?!
Damian: Long enough to know your password is "RedRobinYum123."
Tim: GET OUT OF MY ROOM!
———
Dick: Damian, did you threaten the mailman again?
Damian: He was suspiciously regular in his arrival times. No one is that consistent without nefarious intent.
Dick: That's... literally his job.
Damian: Then why did he run when I appeared in the bushes with my katana?
———
Jason: Has anyone seen my leather jacket?
Damian walks by wearing Jason's jacket that reaches his knees
Jason: That's my—
Damian: I've claimed it as spoils of war. You fell asleep on patrol.
Jason: I was shot with tranquilizer darts!
Damian: Excuses are for the weak, Todd.
Clark: Bruce are you okay?? Your heartbeat is going crazy do I need to call someone?
Bruce: hm (negative)
Clark: Bruce how long has it been since you slept
Bruce: hn (neutral)
Clark, eyes narrowed: Bruce.
Bruce: 2
Clark: Two, what? Two days?
Bruce: hm….. (negativ)
Clark: TWO WEEKS?
Bruce:
Clark: HOW ARE YOU EVEN STILL ALIVE
Bruce: I’m not alive. I’m Batman
Clark:
Something something, living rent free in my mind and such, anyway I love them.
punkflower where hobie likes to crochet in his spare time bcs it keeps his hands busy; he does it while he’s daydreaming and it’s great! it’s fun! it’s relaxing!
the problem is that he can’t stop making things related to miles.
he picks up his hook and when he looks down again he’s made a little crochet spider in red and black. he doesn’t even remember reaching for the colours.
he tries again a few days later and by the time he realises he’s daydreaming about miles’s face and miles’s hair and miles’s smile, he’s already nearly done with a loose-knit navy cardigan. he ties it off temporarily and tries it even though he already has a feeling it won’t fit properly, and he’s right.
it’s too short on him.
because he’d subconsciously made it to miles’s measurements that he’d eyeballed.
fuck.
he finishes it anyway, passes it to miles all nonchalant just to get it off his hands and off his mind but the next time they hang out miles is wearing it and hobie has to stand in the corner with his mouth shut before he puts his foot in it, because the cardigan fits perfectly and if he talks he’s absolutely going to embarrass himself. miles is laughing with his head thrown back and hobie desperately wants to kiss him.
but obviously he can’t, so he crochets more instead and it gets even worse. he’s burning through his red and blue yarn like paper; he’s made headphone accessories, keychains, beanies, a whole collection of loose-knit tops bcs he can’t get the image of miles wearing the first one out of his head.
it’s ridiculous and he drives himself up the wall with it, but he gives them to miles anyway and says they’re just practice pieces until gwen and pav ambush him in his flat and yell at him to finally fucking confess or they’ll do it for him, bcs miles is decked out in swag knitwear and they keep getting stopped on the street by strangers asking where he gets his clothes and you know what he says?
he says they’re just his friend’s test pieces. with a sad little smile.
and hobie can’t stand it anymore, because he practically CUSTOM-MADE everything, test pieces his ass. he opens a portal right to miles’s room and his heart squeezes when he sees that miles is in one of the sweaters he made, cream-coloured with a maroon star on the front, a little green knitted sprout tied to his headphones on top of his head.
miles slams his sketchbook shut, blushing like he’s been caught, and hobie walks right up to him and says, “they weren’t practice pieces.”
miles blinks at him, still clearly flustered. “o…kay?”
he soldiers on. “i made them for ya. with you in mind. by accident.” see? he opens his mouth and puts his bloody foot in it IMMEDIATELY. he fumbles to do some damage control but miles is smiling crookedly, pulling his headphones off.
“you handmade me enough things to fill half my closet… by accident.”
“yeah.”
hobie has to force himself to breathe because miles is standing up and then they’re kissing and every damn thought gets wiped clean out of his brain.
“was that by accident too?” miles asks, close enough that hobie can smell the cocoa butter he uses on his skin, something warm tucked beneath his wry smirk and hobie wants to kiss it off his damn mouth, so he does.
(afterwards, they tumble down to dinner grinning like fools. miles’s parents don’t question, and they miss gwen and pav fist-bumping just outside the window.)
Kinda obsessed with headcanon, where Damian and Jason just randomly (out of nowhere, completely unprompted) start to referring to their shared past in the League in the middle of the family conversations, while everyone just stare at them in concern
Like
Jason, staring at Dick, trying to put Tim's shoulder back: huh, do you remember that one time-
Damian, instantly: when grandfather's shoulder relocated by itself, but instead of properly putting in on its place, he killed himself and mother threw him in the Lazarus Pit?
Jason, cackling: it was hilarious
Damian, no less amused: right?
Bruce, sitting behind them: (concerned sips of tea)
Or, it is not necessarily funny, but it just cute (or sad) details, regarding each other that others are confused about.
Jason, who accidentally fell asleep in the Batcave: (instinctively cards through his hair as he naps)
Tim, teasing: ladies and gentlemen, the criminal lord of the year--
Damian: Drake, bluntly, that's not funny. Back when he was out of the Pit, this was the only thing that could help him to calm down.
Dick, knowing that this is because Bruce constantly stroked Robin!Jason's hair, when he saw nightmares, with eyes full of tears: oh
Jason on the random Friday night, trying to be less awkward about staying with Bruce in one room: actually, Damian's first word was my name
Bruce: really?
Jason: he had, uh, problems with saying his first word. People around him were constantly speaking on both language at the same time, and, I guess, he couldn't figure out what to say. Then, Ra's said that if his heir doesn't get his word in the next two weeks, he will throw him in the Lazarus Pit (as a joke), but I wasn't sure if it was a joke (Talia said later it was), and I panicked, and since Talia wasn't around, I just kept repeating him her name, or just word Mother, but he just, uh, wouldn't say anything - kept blinking and staring at me like a little idiot. And then on a random night, he just grabbed me by the hair, and said, Jason. Food. And he kinda spoke properly since then. Like in full sentences and stuff. I think he just didn't want to speak with us, actually--
Bruce, getting grey hair out of nowhere: RA'S SAID WHAT--
And sometimes they just speak in Arabic, and Damian keeps bullying Jason that his skills are getting rustier.
Shermie Pines, seeing Stanford for the first time: I can't believe it! Stanley Pines, back from the dead!
Stanford: oh, right. Yes. Tis I. Stanley Pines.
Stanley, rolling his eyes: okay, so admittedly I took my brother's identity. I'm Stanley, that's Stanford
Dipper and Mabel's mom, gasping: why on Earth would you lie about something like that?!
Stanley: to be so real with you, I was really drunk when I was put in charge of making that gravestone. In my defense, Stanford and Stanley are two very similar names
Dipper and Mabel's dad: I'm having a hard time processing this. Where have you been hiding all this time? And why?
Stanley: uh, he was in witness protection! He was hiding from his, uhm, crazy ex!
Shermie: that's awful! Your ex was so bad that you needed to go into witness protection?
Stanford: Bill didn't take the divorce well.
To tell 2016 me I had the power to draw klance would be the same as the writing of the Ten Commandments
Bonus
All my lashes will now appear in the new eyelash category in CAS! You can find them within the makeup section, and they will no longer require you to remove piercings or moles to apply them.
The latest base game update also lets you choose which outfits to apply the lashes to, finally!
Unfortunately, the textures will still conflict with rings and glasses, as the texture areas were not changed with the new update.
New Conflict Icons
The thumbnails now include icons showing which lashes conflict with what. This makes it easier to identify which lashes to apply if you also want your Sim to wear glasses or rings.
Deleting Old Lashes
You can download all the new versions below, but feel free to delete all my old lashes that are in the wrong categories. You don't HAVE to delete them, as they still work like before, but I recommend it to reduce clutter in CAS.
Updating Your Sims
Your existing Sims won’t automatically start wearing the new lashes, so you will need to reapply them.
I also highly recommend the EA eyelash remover by Kijiko for a less blocky look! You can get it here
Laptop Mode
The lashes will not work well with laptop mode turned on in graphics settings. If you use a lower-end laptop, you can still try to turn it off, but you may experience performance issues.
All my old lashes can still be found here if you want to use them: Previous versions
Let me know if you discover any issues!
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Expanding on the below concepts from a dream I had last September
Ig I’m headed towards a haunted/manifestation of guilt idea hmm