i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.
He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.
And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.
And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.
Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.
Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."
There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.
It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.
Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.
At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.
"Do you like to do anything?"
Nothing. Just silence.
Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.
Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.
Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.
And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.
He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.
Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.
So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.
"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"
"Don't."
He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.
Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"
"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."
It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"
The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."
Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."
And they fall back into silence.
Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."
He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.
(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)
At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.
Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.
("Tucker told me once--")
("Tucker?")
("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")
(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)
(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)
It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."
The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."
The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.
When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.
Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.
"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."
When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.
Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.
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kate or hvl head cannons 👀??
they're so underrated...
IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE
my wife Kate first
I don’t care what anyone has to say she’s a bottom no one can tell me otherwise
Okay my girl can def still top, like you’re telling me she isn’t a munch?? That nose is built for it baby cmon now
going back to my fic, she definitely gets embarrassed when you go down on her, or fuck her in general. For example covering her face, holding back noises, lots of nerves, etc. tries not to squirm or seem too desperate when you’re using your hands
But when she TOPS oh baby she doesn’t stop until you make her. Like after a good win she would feast like there’s no tomorrow and be super cocky abt it
More with that she isn’t public abt your sex lives with your friends, but if anyone brings it up she just smirks. FOR EXAMPLE (you, Kate, and some of the other Iowa girls are just hanging out at one of your apartments drinking n stuff, nothing crazy, but the topic of the scratch marks on Kate’s back gets brought up, and she says nothing. Just smiles, poking her tongue into her lower lip slightly before raising her beer bottle back to her lips. Her silence makes the rest of the girls tease you and jeer at your poor attempt of hiding in your girlfriends shoulder)
talks when she’s nervous 🤷♀️
Likes to wine and dine you before sex(literally), is overall very respectful, constantly checking in during it, very kind and lots of praise. Like obsessed with you physically
Would be happy to lay on your thighs and hips for the rest of her life, 100% a thigh and ass kind of girl, loves leaving hickeys on them and just resting on them after giving you head
Despite how soft she is she total likes bites and scratches, specifically on her shoulders because they mean she was going down on you
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kinks?! on my dash?!
whats-uh-what's tac and snaps into
HHHH
ok eat up simps (this got... a lot longer than i'd hoped DKFJGBH)
(warning: highly sexual and possibly very uncomfortable themes for some.)
mm starting wif Snaps this time (feel slightly more confident wif him after some resent Killer fic reading i did kdjnbgjd (@/lady-of-disdain 's such a good writer. ough))
anyways. over all, they're both on the dominant side, but Snaps is a lot less likely to let someone dom him. tho if he's gotten comfortable with you he might allow it, but not without some amount of fighting back.
ofc, as a Killer Sans, Snaps is very into knife play. he can also be a big brat in bed. teasing, cock warming, edging. all the above. (at least.. when he has enough self control to do that)
he's also very into pray v predator play (bunny x tiger *cough*). absolutely loves when his partner fights him and he has to firmly hold them down. it's probably the thing that gets his magic pumping the most, the thrill of his 'pray' futilely trying to get away (all consensual and playful ofc). possibly the only thing rivaling it being chasing down his partner. (making it vry obvious which of Mystique's fics i'v been reading here kjdnfkjdv)
both of them are into choking. really probably everything i said abt Tic, these two would be on the opposite side of with their partner. (tho in a case where Tac is subbing, he'd probably be into all the same things Tic is. maybe even more so. ofc he wouldn't admit it around anyone but the person(s) he does that stuff with.)
Tac especially likes the collar and leash, and binding his partner.
he also likes when his partner fights back, just not to the unhinged extent that Snaps does.
Tac actually loves wearing his muzzle for his partner. and he especially loves when they take it off. ofc anyone who gets in a bed (or on a counter/etc.) with Tac, leaves with several bite marks. (and ofc not from him ticcing.)
lastly, they'r both into public, or at least semipublic sex. (Tac might claim to hate it when he's subbing, but really he does find some thrill in the possibility of getting caught.)
(ofc all of this they would only do if their partner was comfortable with it :>)
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tfw you're just checking on a blog you enjoyed casually looking at after a long while cuz someone reminded you about it, looking for anything new that might catch your eye, only to then read a rant about yourself/your blog/your content with accusations that just prove they glanced over your stuff w/o actually looking at it properly-
again, just about the entire branding/servitude thing and the either baby reader or baby mk that's literally not even more than fun little what-if ideas.
and there was me thinkin i might wanna audition as a va for them if they ever needed help or anythin, but that idea sunk and the amount of respect i had for their own work went down the drain.
now excuse me, i gotta go back to work cuz i just wasted my lunchbreak typing this out.
just like my disclaimer from my old rant post, i'll be deleting anyone's messages if they try to argue with me about this shit again, cuz as stated before, this type of drama is literally giving me genshin twitter vibes.
it ain't my fault if my stuff got recommended to you and you don't like it. i already stopped using the lmk tag as much because of those anons from a while ago.
idm it if peeps have more of a weaker tolerance level towards others wanting to have a good time playing with literal legos in a way they don't like it, but i also don't want people to talk smack about others' work and call it disgusting just because it's not their cup of tea.
let people play with their legos while you play with your own legos, simple as that-
i'll just leave it at that. don't go after anyone involved either as i hate seeing this type of shit get dragged on. especially if it's all, again, opinion-based.
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