I'm in A Mood™ (stressed) so im going back to my roots of melting two character together into one person. So bruce wayne!danny fenton. Danny Fenton who, for eight years, grew up in a beautiful gothic manor with his mom and dad under the name "Bruce Wayne". Playing piano with his mother, running around the manor with his father.
Then when he's eight it's ripped away from him. There's blood on his hands and pearls pooling at his feet, and both his parents are dead in front of him.
And he gets shipped off to distant relatives "the Fentons" shortly after, Alfred close on his heels because someone needs to take care of him, someone that knows him. Bruce goes to the Fentons for the safety of anonymity. Gotham's press wants to sink its teeth into him.
Danny misses his city even if it took everything from him. There are shadows in his eyes and he's pale as a sheet even beside his distant cousins, and they change his name to "Danny Fenton' because nobody should know that their newest child was illustrious orphan Bruce Wayne.
They call him Bruce behind closed doors. Danny prefers it that way, he clings onto the name -- the one his parents gave him -- like a lifeline. He makes friends with Sam and Tucker. Tucker takes one look at the willowy, morbid little boy standing in the corner like a shade, ghosts in his eyes, and drags him out into the sunlight, and takes him over to Sam.
When Danny is twelve, he's still not over it -- and he's a little obsessed with the Fentons' research, with the morbid. He has books upon books on death, murder, detective work. Anything he can get his hands on. And stars. He loves stars.
Alfred owns the apartment next to them and comes over regularly. Danny clings to him.
When Danny is twelve, he's still quiet, meek, a shy little thing prone to being bullied. Freaky little Fenton with the night in his eyes and too-cold skin even before he put one foot in the grave. in a sleepover in his room with Sam and Tucker, he tells them the truth. They're his friends, he trusts them.
"My name is Bruce." he murmurs, voice quiet as the breeze, always quiet. he's staring at his star-covered sheets.
"Like Bruce Wayne?" Tucker asks, a joking tone in his voice.
Danny smiles a little, lamb-like with insecurity. "I am Bruce Wayne." And he takes them down to the lab, disrupting Maddie and Jack, to prove it. Sam tells them of her own wealth then shortly after. They start calling Danny "Bruce" in private too -- its trust. Thats what it is. It's trust.
Sam goes to media functions and comes back with aching feet and complaints on her tongue -- and Danny soaks it up all like a sponge, splayed across a beanbag chair with Tucker in her room. He's not envious of her, he used to go to events with his parents and they kept him safe from the ugly of Gotham's Elite. For the most part. He's had comments made at him, he doesn't miss them.
Alfred returns to the manor semi-regularly, Danny goes with him. he wanders the hallways and helps Alfred clean, the last thing either of them want is for their home to fall into disrepair. He brings Jazz with him next time, then Tucker, then Sam. They all help him clean, and he shows them his room. The one across from his parents', it feels strange.
When Danny dies when he's fourteen, the first adult he tells is Alfred. He and Jazz go over to his house more often than they stay in the Fentonworks building. At least at Alfred's, the food doesn't come to life. Alfred sits at the kitchen table and weeps when Danny tells him, Jazz is upstairs, and its just the two of them.
Danny's ghost form wears pearls around his wrist and the gloves look stained with some kind of black substance. He looks like a child who died in a lab accident, but he also looks like a child who has shadows dripping off his shoulders, curling at his feet, hanging from his eyes.
because amorphous blob batman has my heart always and danny/bruce will not escape it even in death even if that IS the only reason im giving him Mild BatBlob Vibes...so far
when they go to the manor, alfred helps danny make a pile of stones between Martha and Thomas' graves, nobody but the two of them (and sam and tucker) will know what it means. (not even bruce's children later down the line, not for a long, long time)
danny dives into ghost fighting on shaky feet and not half as witty as he once was in one world. he's skittish, skittering between blasts from shadow to shadow and clumsily making his way through each battle. but helping people lights a fire in him. he still has shadows dripping off his feet but there's a purpose in his eyes.
and god help him, he's going to help people.
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i adore in fics when people find out about julian’s enhancements and then julian lets down his guard and people can see an actual a change, like suddenly there’s something unfamiliar about him? something much deeper and mature? not because everything about julian before the revelation has been a SHAM or anything, i just like the idea of all these intelligent people having totally underestimated julian, the young, naive doctor, when really julian’s been one step ahead of them the whole time, letting them see him a certain way. the concept of others finally getting to see they had the wrong idea, especially back when they sort of saw julian as somewhat less than, the whole time. it’s about that moment of oh. he’s been the smartest guy in the room the whole time. them suddenly not seeing naivety, but seeing power. that. i like that.
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Seven learns about how praising others when they do good work makes them feel better and more motivated (and internalizes it as 'this will make them more productive') so when B'Elanna does good work one day Seven pats her head and says "Good job." which irritates and flusters B'Elanna and she accuses her of being insincere and not needing Seven looking down on her! The next time Seven does good work, B'Elanna ruffles her hair and says "Good job!" in an attempt to 'get back at her' and Seven remarks that she doesn't require praise to be efficient. "You're saying I do!?"
This creates a system in which they both continue to pat each other's heads and say "Good job!" when one or the other does something good. Eventually this stops being an irritant or even really noticeable and just a facet of them working together. One day B'Elanna just says "Thanks" when Seven hands her The All Important Report and Seven stands there, waiting. B'Elanna looks up, confused. Seven blinks, straightening, realizing that she's waiting for it and becoming a bit embarrassed but B'Elanna grins and pats her head before she can escape. "Good job!"
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Setting: Years after BTSV, Hobie, Peter, and Gwen are on a night patrol with Gwen as the team lead
Hobie: Come on, Gwendy. The math thing isn't the problem. This night shift is keeping you and Miles apart. You two just need to bone.
Peter: *whimpers*
Gwen: What did you say?
Peter (whispering): Don't say that again.
Hobie: I said you two need to bone.
Gwen: ...How dare you, Hobie Brown! I am your superior officer!
*5 mins later*
Gwen: BONE!
*10 mins later*
Gwen: What happens in my bedroom is none of your business!
*21 mins later*
Gwen: BONE??!!
*40 mins later*
Gwen: Don't ever speak to me like that again. *swings away*
Peter: Why did you do that?
Hobie: She was pent up. Now, she knows. Problem solved.
A day later...
Peter: So, Gwen, I talked to a math professor about-
Gwen: No need, Peter. It's all good!
Peter: So your fight with Miles is over?
Gwen: Yep.
Peter: Because you understand the math-
Gwen: Nope!
Hobie: Because you guys-
Gwen: Yep! *walks away*
Hobie: Knew it!... See what happened is that your kids had sex-
Peter: Okay, Hobie!
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