Bruce Wayne can't possibly be as dumb as he acts, and Clark Kent isn't as ordinary as he appears.

"Here's the rules," Mxy said before they could get sidetracked. Bat-Mite was his best buddy but he had a tendency to be scatter-brained. "You've changed bodies for forty-eight hours." He brandished a watch marked, improbably, up to "forty-eight o'clock." "You have to live each others' lives for that long. And if anyone guesses about the switch, the change will be...permanent."

Gilmore Girls AU, where Tim works in a diner, and Kon is still a clone who is not excited about having to go to dinner with his two dads every week.

A murder mystery at Smallville High drives Kon to brush up on his detective skills – and his undercover work. He might need to call in some help. Good thing his best friend is an expert at both.

In a universe where Bruce Wayne is willing to kill, the Graysons never fall. His family alive, Dick Grayson stays with the circus. He's happy. Tim Drake grows up in Gotham while his parents travel the globe. He has tutors and a lot of money and a camera. He's not happy, but he's almost okay with that because he has Dick. Even if Dick doesn't know it.

Bad Romance
Song by Lady Gaga
Source: Smallville/DCU/Superman Returns

When mutually assured destruction is not a deterrent.

OR

Lex Luthor does not want to be friends!!

“Mind if I join you?” he asks, and Kon wasn’t expecting that. Because Tim is productive and always always busy, and Kon doesn’t think the Bats generally *do* Upside Down Boredom Time, even if the upside down part makes sense.

Kon bursts back into the loft then, handing soda cans all around. Cassie lights up at the sight of him grinning at them both. At least one of them isn't nervous. But why would Kon be? He's the one who asked them to do this in an eager email that said I have a plan that will solve all our problems!!! and another two minutes later: SEX.

In the beginning, for there was a beginning though not an end to this story, the Oracle announced her plan to her faithful second, Black Canary. She quoth, "Forsooth, the definition of insanity is repeating our actions endlessly with the expectation of better results. The spirit of Stephanie Brown haunts my clock tower, and her wraith cries for us to forge a new path."

"Okay," said Dinah. "But you're the one who actually has political experience. Why isn't this Gordon for America?"

Barbara's fingers paused on her keyboard. "Because I really want to see Robin kiss some babies."

The Black Canary broke the monitor with her laughter.

"I didn't plan for this," Bruce says after a few minutes, and he sounds bewildered.

"No," Tim whispers aloud, the plastic on the mouse gritting under his grip. "That's my lab! What the hell does Luthor want with my lab?"

Charcoal on white paper + digital tint.

Superman after battle, re-energizing. Oil pastels.

Lex thinks that he is making history. He's just repeating it.

He probably should have stuck to just staying (okay, fine, hovering in a creepy manner) outside Tim's window, but.

Remarks like that are his inner Luthor coming out.

It's not necessary to be Superman to be a hero, but Dick has trouble getting the new kid to believe that.

Oil Pastels on white paper.

It was the top story on the six o'clock news on every channel: poor Superboy, paralyzed hero, no hope of recovery say doctors, confidential sources whispering about temper tantrums.

Watercolour painting.