The People Are Yearning For Battinson/corensupes Superbat (i Am People)

Strawberry On Your Lips

Wei Wuxian has feelings for Lan Wangji, but the problem is they're friends with benefits. True, they've never agreed that it was no strings attatched, it just happened, but there's always an unposken rule about these kinds of things. Don't fall in love. Too bad, Wei Wuxian fucked up and fell in love. Now, he doesn't know what to do with himself.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25072213

Clark has a memory etched into his mind of Bruce with his smudged black eyeshadow and big blue eyes and sweaty damp hair after patrol (a state he's only ever seen him in twice) and ever since the cowl got the upgrade with the blank white lenses (five years ago) he's been mourning the loss of that post mission look and silently seething, praying for the eyeliner to make a comeback.

At no point in this has he considered his feelings for Bruce might be a bit more than platonic

He Calls Me "My Lord"

Lan Wangji does not frequent balls often, but when he does, he meets the seductive Wei Wuxian. What happens after is a secret to be kept behind doors.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27564145

Kimono #superbat

(Not yakuza. They are just visiting Japan together. )

superbat might not be everyone's cup of tea but you have to admit "person who wears glasses as their secret identity but doesn't need them" and "person who avoids wearing glasses until they absolutely have to" is a hilarious dynamic for a relationship.

Oh actually before I go to bed, have some sketches from earlier today that I forgot about

this is going to consume me i think

theyre never going to know each other. theyll never interact. two of my favourite interpretations and imo two of the best to exist. and i will never get to see them on the same screen 💔

After Bruce took Dick under his care, he actually stopped wasting time on any casual relationships - it seemed inconceivable when a little traumatized boy with unrestrained aggression and a desire to commit a capital murder was waiting for him at home. But after a few years, he thought, to hell with it, he deserved one night of good old fun. So he went to this gala concert in his best outfit, having previously arranged with Alfred to take Dick out for a short hike so that the mansion would be free during the night. And when he started looking for his "victim", he came across this charming reporter, all screaming Mr. Awkward with the broadest shoulders known to a man, and hands as warm as his smile, and Bruce, of course, takes him home. And everything goes great, only Dick returns earlier than Bruce expected, and enters his bedroom as usual without knocking.

Dick: hey B look i collected a whole basket of mushro— SUPERMAN??

Bruce, still half asleep, barely covering himself with a blanket: what

Dick: WHY IS THERE SUPERMAN IN YOUR BED.

Clark, without his glasses, his hair is combed back from the position of his head on the pillow: um

Bruce, already embarrassed and feeling like he'd failed as a guardian by letting Dick catch him the morning after: Dick what are you talking about, it's just some—

Bruce, turning to face Clark:

Bruce, paling:

Dick: THIS IS THE SUPERMAN YOU DICKHEAD WHAT IS HE DOING IN YOUR BED WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM—

Bruce: i... i don't know how to answer that

Dick, almost crying: DID YOU MAKE LOVE TO HIM WITHOUT TELLING ME—