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[Timkon lovesquare au] okay here’s the part I never posted here! This was a two part comic with the first one exploring superboy going for more traditional superman look (sort of based on an mlb episode where chat noir changes his whole suit and demeanor) after getting shunned by the public and media while this part was about Tim’s belief in him inspiring him to just be superboy

Absolutely necessary battle stance

(ft hearing loss yusuke)

Clark and Bruce walk into the Batcave to discuss a JL investigation to find Kon in a containment cell, Jason, Dick, Tim, and Damian sitting crisscross on the floor besides him, while Stephanie stands at the entrance with a lead box in hand.

Clark: is that? kryptonite? What’s going on here?

Kon (in Tim’s body): Wassup bro

Bruce: bro?

Dick: Tim and Kon got their bodies switched by a magician

Clark: Should we call—

Damian: We aren’t imbeciles Clark. We’ve already contacted the wizards. The spell will expire in a day or two.

Bruce: Good work.

Clark: So? What are you guys doing?

Jason: We’ve had a bet going that kryptonians have weak pain tolerance and that’s why green kryptonite affects you guys so badly. cause your wusses.

Superman: So your.. gonna torture Tim to find out?

Stephanie: Not torture. Experiment.

Dick: We are trying to figure out where kryptonite exposure feels like on a scale of 1-10

Cass: Face Punch to waterboarding

Clark: ..

Dick: I have money on it being a solid 7

Jason: Tim and I put money on 5.

Clark: This is ridiculous. Tim get out of there. Stephanie bring me the Kryptonite.

Tim (in kons body): Nah this is completely consensual don’t worry, we have a safe word and everything. I’ve been waiting for a chance like this forever. No way am I gonna miss out.

Clark: Bruce, do something

Bruce: ..

Dick: *laughing* You forget who made us this way

Stephanie enters the containment cell and opens the box. Tim(in Kons body) stiffens for a moment, then takes a deep breath. He stands up and gets closer and closer to Stephanie, his breath getting a tiny bit more ragged as he eventually reaches over to close the box.

Jason: Well?

Tim: The pain is proportionate to its proximity. Initial exposure felt like a 4–broken ribs but steadily increased to a 6— full body electrocution as I grew closer. Nausea and a headache are also present symptoms.

Damian: Hmm. The effects have been greatly exaggerated. I assumed it would have felt like being set aflame.

Kon: In my defense, i’m technically only 4 years old.

Tim: We could probably work on you guys’ pain tolerance a bit with a red sun lamp to get you more accustomed to discomfort

Bruce, squinting at Clark: Hmm

Dick, distraught: how did this happen!?!

Jason: i don’t even know, neither of us realised we were together until Kori asked what our plans were for our one year anniversary.

Dick: ?!?!?

Tim: they flirt with each other all the time, i don’t know how you didn’t expect this Dick.

Dick: I THOUGHT THEY WERE JOKING AROUND! LIKE ME AND WALLY DO!

Tim:

Jason:

Bruce: chum… you know i abhor being even remotely involved in your love life…

Bruce: but that weird yellow boy has been in love with you since you were twelve.

Dick:

Dick: EXCUSE ME?!

Tim, muttering to himself in disbelief: weird yellow boy…

Roy, wistfully looking into the distance: the flirting was a joke at first… we both used to be so happy with having sex with women.

Damian: i’m going to kill him and then myself.

Roy: it’s like… Icarus.

Jason, flatly: Roy shut up.

Roy, ignoring him, looking afar dramatically: Jay and i, we flew too close to the gay sun, and our straight wings were left ablaze.

Tim, baffled: what fucking words just came out of your mouth?

The Riddler: To free Batman from my trap, you must answer this riddle, little bird. I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Dick, eight years old and freshly Robin: *thinking really hard*

The Riddler looking at Batman dangling upside down: ?

Batman: He just needs an extra minute.

The Riddler:

Batman: English isn’t his first langauge.

The Riddler, feeling a little bad: oh, that’s… take your time, buddy.

Jason, twelve years old: *lifting a hand*

The Riddler: -uh, yes?

Jason: Can you repeat that? The riddle?

The Riddler: um, yeah, sure. I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?

Jason: Yeah, you’re a map but when you’re talking about multiple species of fish, which you probably are, you can say fishes. If you’re using fish, you’re only talking about one species.

The Riddler:

Jason: I just think you should know that. You know as a “genius”

The Riddler: The more you take, the more you -

Tim: Footsteps, where’s Batman?

The Riddler: No, you have to let me-

Tim: Nuh-uh

The Riddler: The fuck do you mean “nuh-uh”? Who raised you?

Tim, on two hours sleep, with two essays due on this fine Thursday night: *fucking launches himself at The Riddler*

The Riddler: I wear a mask but not to hide,

Steph: It's you. You're the answer.

The Riddler: You have to let me finish.

Steph, mimicking him: YOu HaVE tO LEt mE FIniSH

The Riddler: I have-

Damian: *launches himself at the Riddler*

better view of og sskk

cxs is an impulsive empath and the story repeatedly establishes this— he fucks up timelines and breaks down in tears for people he doesn’t know. his abandonment issues know no bounds and it devastates him to know that he can never quite save anyone. everything in him wants nothing more than to be able to save one person.

but when it comes to lu guang ??? WHEN IT COMES TO HIS CLOSEST FRIEND LU GUANG ? he ACCEPTS his literal best friend’s death and does not go back in time to save him because he knows that it isn’t what lu guang would want !!

Queer love is not something you can simply ignore, or bait people with. It's love. It deserves to be seen

So this edit comes with a bit of a story: I started this one all the way back in the beginning of December. I was listening to the soundtrack of Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies when this song came on. I began grieving the show all over again; Again, another show with amazing representation canceled prematurely. This led me on a path of sadness about how queer stories are the ones that are predominantly swept under the rug and silenced.

I was halfway done with the edit when the stranger things finally came out. Didn't touch my laptop for over a month, I was so devastated. I was convinced we'd finally get the representation we deserved, a happy ending! But no. Somehow they managed to dig under a bar set by years of tears. (Impressive, really) But surely, bit by bit, I started back up. 'Cause love always wins.