-->Party time, that's what! Specifically, family reunion time! Now, you may be wondering, "uh, Vic, didn't all of your characters spring from CAS already formed? How can you have a family reunion when none of them have any family?"
Well, in Sims 4 land, close friends totally count as family for the purposes of family reunions! So I had Smiler invite over everybody's closest friends for a 2 PM shindig -- Nalani for themselves; Rory for Alice; Felipe for Victor; and Clement Frost for all three of them! :) The guests started showing up as Victor and Alice changed into their party wear -- and I was very pleased to see Alice change into the cute new belted dress and sweater combo that I'd just picked out for her as a new party outfit!
And I was even MORE pleased to see Felipe show up in a literal clown suit. Like, seriously. That is a clown outfit. Felipe is just missing the hat. XD Felipe, uh, there something you want to tell us, buddy? Maybe a change of career we don't know about?
-->Anyway -- Smiler sent Cecilia on her way and Alice hurried out to feed Toothy (who had the old cake tongue out) as the rest of the guests arrived. Alice greeted Rory with a warm hug; Felipe headed inside to chat with Victor at the kitchen table; and Smiler -- er -- well, they had to fight for Nalani's attention for a bit as she was busy talking to the random visiting Sim on their lawn. XD At least it gives you a good opportunity to see their new party outfit -- I'm sure you all recognize those pants, shoes, and bracelets from The Crypt-O-Club! :) What can I say, they're a really good look on Smiler. The three pairs continued chatting with each other for a while, with Victor taking a brief break to Scruberoo himself --
-->And then -- selfies time! Because the main goal of a family reunion is to take loads of pictures. Gee, I wonder why this particular party type appealed to me... XD Anyway, I made sure to get some good shots of Smiler with Nalani, Alice with Rory, and Victor with Felipe -- these are my favorites of the screenshot versions. XD They all look so intense! Five potential snaps with each friend got us to 15 out of the 20 required pictures -- not too shabby. :) And I already knew what my final five pictures were going to be...
-->But hey -- where the hell was Clement during all of this? I eventually tracked him down sitting in the seance room of all places and had Smiler fly up and chat with him a bit. Victor continued entertaining Felipe while Alice went into the kitchen to start on a nice "family" meal of chicken satimbocca --
AFTER showering in the rain, meaning she start cooking nekkid. *sigh* I wish if you canceled the interaction, they just automatically put their damn clothes back on! At least now I only have to worry about ONE Sim pulling this nonsense...
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Dan is Trigon
So! The Teen Titans had been chasing down a Cult lately, and they had finally managed to track down their main bases location.
Unfortunately, they got there just a bit too late and the Summoning Ritual they had been preforming was finished. The Being they had been calling crawled up and out of the Circle drawn in Blood on the floor.
And Raven felt her heart Stop. Because that Being crawling it's way out of the Summoning Circle looked almost exactly like her Father's True Form. But also different.
Where her Father's hair was a White Flame, this one's hair looked like Freshly Fallen Snow. Instead of her Father's Blood Red Skin, this being had Icy Blue Skin. And most strikingly, In place of her Father's Piercing Red Eyes, this being had Lazarus Green Eyes.
But even with all those changes, she could still the similarities in the Bone Structure, the shape of the Jaw, and most importantly the Untold Power radiating off of them.
Before they could react, the Being turned its attention to the Cultists.
"Who Dares Summon, the Ghost King?"
"We do, Out Lord Pariah Dark! We Beseech Thee, take this unclean world and tear it down! Cleanse the World of its Filth!"
"Oh Goddammit, not again." Said the Being, "Look, Pariah hasn't been in Power for Centuries. I, am Phantom. And I don't do the whole 'Destroy all Worlds' thing, you want your own constellation? I'm your guy. Otherwise? Bite it."
"Bu-But my Lord! We summoned you to-"
"Yeah how about no." Said the unimpressed God, "Here, let me send you guys Home. I'll give you guys some riches or something as compensation, but that's it."
And with that, the God snapped its fingers and the cultists disappeared.
"Now, who are you kids?" He turned to them.
Robin stepped forward, "We are the Teen Titans, and originally we came to stop them from Summoning you. Now, I honestly don't know what to do..."
"Oh, you guys are Heroes! That's interesting, I don't come across worlds with Heroes very often." Said the Ghost King, "The last one was the one with those Revengers or whatever they called themselves. The Spider Totem was fun to talk to, and Thor is always..."
As Phantom mumbled to himself, Raven stepped up. "King Phantom, I have a Question. Why do you resemble the true form or Trigon so closely? As his Daughter, I can recognize your similarities easily, and I was curious."
The King stopped dead.
"...daughter?"
"Oh, yes. Trigon is my father, though obviously I haven't talked to him recently." She explained.
"...that asshole." He said, "How could he not tell me I had a NIECE!?"
Wait what?
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could you do a batfam x oblivious reader who’s so close to finding out they’re a vigilante, but she doesn’t even know if that makes sense? like nightwing crawling in through the window when he thought she was asleep, only for her to be awake and go “wrong house?” not realizing it’s her boyfriend.. who thought she was asleep
this made me laugh. very good thinking brains y'all have
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Oblivious
Dick Grayson
The sound of your window sliding open prompts you to look up from where you lie your head on the pillow. You can't seem to get to sleep and maybe it's a good thing— you grab for the lamp on the bedside table and raise it high over your head.
Climbing through the window, however, is not a common thief. It's Nightwing.
"What are you doing here?"
The vigilante freezes, slowly looking up to meet your eyes. "I was told there was domestic abuse occurring in this apartment," he says smoothly. "You have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Where is he?"
You look over to Dick's spot on the bed and only just now do you realise it's empty. There's a note written on paper that reads, OUT TO GET FOOD.
"He's grocery shopping."
"Ah, wrong apartment, then. Sorry to bother you." The vigilante then ducks outside.
Jason Todd
A loud crash prompts you to wake up— far earlier than you're used to. The sun isn't even up yet. Glancing to the side of your bed, you forget Jason's out on a business trip, what ever his business is.
You carefully climb out of bed, creeping to the bedroom door and slowly pushing it open. In your living stands Red Hood himself, dismantling an assault rifle.
"What are you doing in my house?"
The vigilante whips his head around, frozen like a deer in headlights. There's a long few minutes of silence where the two of you stare at each other.
"Gun's not working. I'll be out in a minute, just need to fix it. My apologies."
"Oh," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "Stay safe, then."
Red Hood nods, watching you return to your bed with a quiet sigh.
Tim Drake
Waking up at your usual time and kissing Tim gently on the forehead, almost as a reward for sleeping.
After eating breakfast as quickly as you could, you were surprised to see Tim still asleep and give him another gentle kiss, this time on the nose.
You've only got half an hour until you have to go to work, so you rush to the bathroom to get ready.
The Red Robin suit is draped over the shower wall, unmistakeable.
In your bathroom.
"Tim?" You shout, forgetting your boyfriend's need to sleep. "Tim!"
"What?" he replies groggily, slowly getting out of bed.
"The Red Robin suit is in my bathroom."
"Oh, uh, he asked me to clean it for him. We're sort of like, friends. I guess. It's weird."
"You never told me that," you say.
"It's a recent thing. Sorry."
You shrug and get ready for work, ignoring the suit at is it hangs in your bathroom.
Damian Wayne
"Emergency at work," your boyfriend had said. He gets a lot of those, you think. "Be back in the morning. Maybe later."
Now, going to sleep late— towards midnight, where Damian would have already dragged you into bed— you realised you didn't have on of his shirts to sleep in.
When he wasn't with you to sleep, you always sleep in one of his shirts.
You begin scrummaging through his wardrobe— which you never do— only for a shirt. You find one, your favourite black one, and pull it out.
Underneath the shirt, revealed as you yank it from the drawer, is a katanna.
"Oh. Oh."
It's late. You're tired. You've got the shirt.
It's probably just an antique piece anyway. Rich people have all sorts of things.
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