So.. Got a new HC for an AU that starts in high school and carries on... ARE YOU EVEN STILL READING?!
Bruce - Still super wealthy, we meet him as an adult, but flash back to who he was in high school. His parents are not dead but are incredibly well-respected debutants, good samaritans but never are around. He gets placed in a special monitored ‘study hall’ where the kids that are more pre-disposed to sensitivities are given a chance to ‘talk’. He never does and shares this one period a week with H, J and B. Kind of nerdy about mechanical things and science but no one gives him any shit. Harvey is his best friend and since the accident that has totally changed him, he tries even harder to engage him in things. They have been friends since childhood, in college and afterward. Sort of has shifted his lack of attention from his parents onto paying too much attention to everything else. Has noticed the Joker throughout school but never had a chance to ever really talk to him– kid had colored hair and liked to try and make shitty jokes at Harvey. Currently, as his parents have passed away, Bruce in his early 30’s has decided to take some of his asinine wealth and open a bar/club. It really is to stave off boredom and help Harvey socialize. Harvey - Used to be easily one of the most attractive, ambiguously sexual people in school before boy scouting accident that left him scalded on the side of his face, neck and shoulder and part of his arm. Camping with the boy scouts, a cauldron of boiling water spilled and he was in the path of it. No time to wake him up– several months of skin grafts and he comes back totally jaded and miserable (this actually happened to a girl I went to HS with) He is also in the monitored study hall because of his new sensitivity. He is pretty well off, enough so that his parents socialize with the Waynes a bunch. He used to be vocal on the debate team, went in with Bruce in wrestling along with Bane– though Harvey didn’t get actually partake as his injuries essentially voided any chance. Bruce stuck with it for a season but focused more on body/core sculpting, etc. Currently, Harvey is a well-known district attorney but rarely sees the courtroom, doing all of his work behind the scenes and he prefers it that way. He’d noticed Bane every so often in school, hanging out with the kid with the shitty jokes– but he always had his head buried in a book. Once he noticed Bane reading the Iliad by Homer and it’s stuck with him. Joker - IS the name he has gone by since he was a kid– doesn’t remember his real name or chooses to be evasive about it. Is quite smart and has a wise-cracking problem. He has been in foster care since early childhood and has been shuffled between homes until getting settled in one of the ‘last resort’ group homes. This is where he met Bane and the two became begrudging friends until best friends. Even when the opportunity rose to get out of the group home, they chose to stay together, rather than separated. Naturally, he is placed in this miserable study hall, but for 5 periods a week instead of just the one that Bruce and Harvey have to deal with. Joker cannot keep a job for the life of him, mostly because he cannot stop his mouth and he has a low threshold for idiocy unless it is his own. As adults, he lives with Bane who supports them both and does so out of habit and knowing the Joker well enough to not want to see him back down at the bottom of the barrel. The Joker has had an intrigue with Bruce Wayne since forever but has a weird, self-manifested animosity over him. He wants to believe that Bruce is an ass but never has really had a chance to speak with him. He knows that he’ll be reminded of the unpleasantries of his own life, should he really take the time to find out that Bruce isn’t the bad guy he’s manifested him to be. And as there is no Batman in this universe, this is how the Joker creates his nemesis, in a way. Bane - This tall drink of water has also been shuffled through several orphanages and foster situations; however he suffered quite a bit of abuse at the hands of surrogate parents, et al. His mother passed away when he was six and he was alone with her for several weeks before he was taken in by the state– but it wasn’t necessarily for the better. He suffered some facial injuries, hence the scars and was finally able to defend himself against a foster mother who was not the kindest. Bane was not placed in any further homes, sort of left to the group home and found some solace in the lanky runt (By comparison) who tried for months to make him laugh and finally did. He loves to read and does not like to talk that often, as when he was small, nobody listened and now that he is bigger and louder, it draws too much attention to him. He would read so vigorously in school that people wouldn’t see his face, just the cover of the book he was holding in front of it. He inhales books, reads them in the shower, reads them by flashlight to be considerate to his roommate– as an adult, he has his own room so that isn’t an issue. Both he and the Joker have a touch of codependency. He started wrestling in school to take the edge off and has since started doing it on a sub-professional level, through a local gym and does wear a mask for these events as during the day he has taken his love for reading (and not speaking) into teaching children ASL. Perhaps, he’d had some kind of an attraction to Harvey Dent, pre and post accident. Harvey was very open with teasing people and being jovial and though Bane was never on the receiving end of the pre-injured Harvey’s attention, he never stopped finding the other guy intriguing.
Presently– the Joker has been keeping tabs on his begrudged crush or whatever he is, via whatever nonsense news comes out about the guy. Bane has been working pleasantly at his job, enjoying to the best of his ability the monotony of his life. Harvey is doing the same, still miserable, still yearning to be the person he was before his accident but he does enjoy his job a lot. Bruce is living the rich guy lazy life, wake up late, go to the gym in the mansion, have the tiniest breakfast, go out to lunch, take a nap, buy some stuff, go out to dinner, go out for drinks, do it all over and it’s boring. And he hates it, but it’s an expected routine. So opening up a bar, something that he has total control over, design, atmosphere etc, is something that is giving him something to do besides allowing him to force Harvey to be more social. And naturally, the Joker knows that BRUCE WAYNE is opening this club because it’s all over the local news and THEY. ARE. GOING. TO. GO. And that is where I’m gonna start! SO THIS IS HAPPENING. OKAY? Also, a lot of credit is due to @gayforbatjokes for putting up with this shit
third time isn’t lucky when it’s meant to be (harvey/mike)
The first time it happened, Harvey saw it coming even before Mike did.
When Harvey arrived at the church he told Ray that they just needed to wait for a bit, that they’d be making a cross state trip within the hour. He didn’t even bother walking into the church, he just stepped out of the car and waited, right there on the sidewalk.
The only surprising thing about the day was how long it took for Mike to come rushing out of the church doors. Harvey thought they’d be on the road by now, but he didn’t begrudge Mike in the least. This was the hardest thing Mike was ever going to have to do, of course he wanted to take all the time he could, while he still had it.
When Mike emerged and saw Harvey standing there waiting for him, there was a flash of surprise before his face melted into rueful acceptance. “How’d you know?” Mike asked.
Harvey just looked at him, incredulous. “I know you,” Harvey replied, and it was enough.
They got in the car and Ray started driving, already knowing the destination. It was going to be a long drive, ninety minutes of the nerves and anticipation ratcheting up to boiling point. Harvey wanted to distract Mike, but every idea he came up with was too lame to say out loud, so in the end he left it up to Mike.
“Talk to me,” Harvey said gently.
Mike huffed out a laugh. “That must be the first time you’ve ever asked me to tell you about my feelings. Normally you run for the hills whenever I get within five feet of the topic.”
Harvey smiled slowly. Even in his darkest moment Mike was giving Harvey shit. It was stupid, but it somehow made Harvey think that maybe things would be okay. “Well, you’ve got-” he checked his watch, “-seventy minutes to spill feelings all over me without me complaining. When are you gonna get an offer like that again?”
Mike smiled weakly at him, but didn’t reply straight away, so Harvey started to worry it was all for naught.
“Rachel’s going to hate me.”
Harvey rolled his eyes. That girl was crazy about Mike and anyone could see it. “No, she won’t.”
“I’m not going to ask you to look after her while I’m gone, because that would be patronizing and she doesn’t need it. But … just, look out for her?”
Mike spent the next few minutes looking out the window. “I’m scared,” he whispered, and Harvey could feel his heart splitting into a thousand pieces.
Harvey wanted to tell Mike that everything was going to be fine, but he couldn’t lie to him like that. He wanted to tell Mike that he was scared too, that he was terrified that prison was going to change Mike. And for all that Harvey gave Mike crap in the early days of their relationship, as much as he tried to mould and better Mike, the truth was that he didn’t need it. Mike was perfect the way he was, flaws and all, and he didn’t want prison to beat the goodness out of Mike like it had so many others.
But he didn’t say any of that. This was about Mike, not Harvey, so instead he slowly reached over to where Mike’s thumb was continually tapping against his thigh. He covered Mike’s hand with his own, squeezing it, and before he could pull away Mike gripped back, holding onto Harvey like a lifeline.
They stayed that way for the remainder of the drive.
When the car stopped outside of Danbury Mike immediately got out of the car, like a man on a mission. Harvey, confused, hustled to catch up, and he was barely out of the car before Mike was there, throwing his arms around Harvey in a hug. Harvey immediately wrapped his arms around Mike, holding him tight.
“I’m sorry for hitting you,” Mike murmured.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“And I need you to know, no matter what happens in there, I don’t regret it. Not a single day. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me, and it was worth everything that’s happened since.”
Harvey felt himself welling up, but he tried to push it back down. He needed to be strong, for Mike. “I’m getting you out of there, Mike. I swear it.”
Mike nodded, said, “Okay,” and then he pulled away, turning and walking into the prison without looking back.
The second time it happened, Harvey was completely blindsided.
The wedding, though small, had been planned for months. The caterer had been booked, dresses and suits carefully chosen, an uncle of Rachel’s had been enlisted to perform the ceremony, Harvey had combed through his record collection to find the best music to be played at the party…
Mike never said a word.
Harvey had taken Mike to Vegas for a five day bachelor party two weeks prior to the big day. It was just the two of them, and they’d spent their days exploring, going to the Grand Canyon and the Neon Museum and Red Rock Canyon. Harvey even managed to get Mike onto a golf course, which of course he sucked at, much to Harvey’s delight. And then they spent their nights on the town: eating fabulous food, drinking, gambling with obscene amounts of money and winning more often than not because of Mike’s genius brain. There might have even been a tipsy skinny dipping session late one evening in the hotel pool. They had an amazing vacation, and throughout all that, the days and nights they spent together, the copious conversations that they had, Mike never once mentioned that he was having second thoughts.