Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
OMG OMG OMG I JUST SAW THAT ITS OPEN AGAIN! ASKDKDMD
Do you write Dead in Main (Jason/Danny). If not, I would REALLY like to read about Fright Knight!Jason. Like, in the time when he was dead, Jason was taken in by Fright Knight and by that point Danny was already king. He basically becomes the successor of Fright Knight and becoming Danny's personal guard.
Since time is pretty wonky in the Infinite Realms, the sixth months he was still dead felt more like years to them. And then Jason is brought back and Danny's livid but when he finally finds Jason, he's slowly healing. Danny decides to let him enjoy his living life and just silently heals Jason whenever the pits get our of control.
And then fast forward and there's a ghost problem and the JL have to summon the ghost king for help. Jason's there with the bats and seeing Danny just jogs his memory and his instincts and fright Knight training kick in to recognize his beloved king.
I wanna right this myself but at the same time my brain isn't being nice to me π₯Ή.
The summons wasn't even complete before Jason felt his Loyalty Vow kick in. It was a rush of adrenaline, nearly addictive if he's honest, and in the next second, Jason falls to his knee, one hand over his chest while he bows his head. One of his fists reaches towards his waist while his other hand reaches to adjust a sword that is not there.
His fingers slam against his belt, causing him to flinch. It's an action born of pure habit, but he has no idea where he formed such a habit. Bruce never trained him with swords, and his time with the League of Assassins was mostly spent with slimmer swords he kept on his back. There really was no reason to expect an arming sword at his hip, and yet his body obviously believed there should be.
"Hood?" Someone asked, over the blowing wind and the odd music that was blaring from unknown locations.
He changed his entrance theme song. An amused voice whispers in Jason's head. It takes him a moment to realize it's his own voice, his own thoughts, and he isn't sure about who he is, but the thought feels right.
Just like this pose.
The music rises, setting an ambiance of a god appearing before the heroes, desperate for a miracle. It's interesting to Jason how the media often reflects life because that is exactly what is happening now. They are asking a god to step in and stop another god.
But while the one that's against the Justice League is known as an enemy, they don't show what this god would do. If it's whims will make them a foe or a friend. A few hours ago, when the idea was proposed, Jason had been uneasy about the idea that they may be getting someone stronger who was far worse than thier current issue. There was never a guarantee that higher beings would share the same moral sense or even consider human lives valuable.
He hated the idea that they needed to rely on something that could be much worse. But Jason was from Gotham, and almost everyone there hated magic and anything to do with the higher planes. There were enough psychotic unpredictable monsters in Gotham created by the human mind; they had no desire to see something that could snap and an entire block disappear before the screams could even start.
Jason had been one of the few who voted against the summons for that reason. But he understood the majority rule more than people knew. On the streets of Crime Alley, if there was ever an agreement, it was that when the people got together, nothing could stop them. He had to settle while the magic users set up the summons, grumbling under his breath and looming like the rest of his siblings.
Hilariously enough, the magic users seemed more nervous about the entire Bat Clan watching than about offending whoever they were calling upon. He even saw one of them- A hero from France working under the name Magie Noire- cast a protection spell against demons, while looking at them.
Tim, the little shit, responded by biting the air towards the Frenchman. Duke made the shadows grow around all the bats a second later, allowing only their narrow eyes to be visible.
Even the Sups couldn't see through the darkness that responded to the demihuman, which made those who didn't work with them often shiver. Then, because something is wrong with Duke, on a psychological level, the shadows swallow them whole, but not before letting them take the shape of screaming humans, stretched around the little corner the Bats claimed as their own.
Magie Noire actually whimpered before John Consitiine reached over and smacked the back of his head, reminding him to focus on the signals they were drawing.
Despite the disapproval, Jason had left the dark corner, stepping back into sight and ignoring anything or anyone as the summons went underway. He couldn't tell why he moved or why he fell to his knee, but everything about this felt right.
Even the amusement of the song choice he made, despite once calling it tacky-
Like a dam breaking, memories overflowed Jason's brain
He was practicing his swings in the training field. Around him, squires of different backgrounds were doing the same. Many were hopefuls from distant territories who had come for the knight selection of the royal guard.
Only the best of the best would be able to move on to serve His Majesty. Those who failed would be sent home in shame. Not everyone would pass the first round of the selection process, but that didn't mean the pressure wasn't high on those from smaller territories to succeed. These were ghosts that were born there, and thier people's survival depended on how much fondness the King had for them. Natural resources were scarce in the Realms.
Jason was a rare ghost. He didn't have a territory to call his own where he served the local lord, nor was he a wandering ghost that had nothing tying him down. He was a new ghost, just arrived after his brutal killing. The older ghosts promised him that his death would eventually fade, and the pain would seem like a bad dream until he could not remember it or his life.
But Jason remembers everything, and sometimes he wants nothing more than to leave the Realms and see Gotham again. But heΒ could never find his way home as natural portals to the mortal world were more scarce than resources; instead, he wandered between territories, treated once more like a street kid.
Back in life, the only way Jason had managed to avoid homelessness was by securing Bruce Wayne's attention. In death, the only way to escape homelessness was to secure the Ghost King's.
"His Majesty is watching," One of the squires whispered, her glowing hands trembling around the hilt of her sword. Jason doesn't dare glance up at the castle, but he can feel the King's burning stare as he reviews all the knight hopefuls. In two days' time, the squire camp would be cut in half as people would be dismissed for consideration. In two days' time, the remaining would be allowed within the castle walls for the next round of selection.
Jason is sitting on his bed in the barracks, his three roommates preparing for bed around him, while he is flipping through his latest book. He hopes to get in at least three chapters before his exhausted body forces him to rest.
He's been a knight for about six months. Back home, that would have been six days, at least he thinks. One of his roommates swore up and down that he could calculate time warping in different realms and mortal worlds, but Jason knew he had never actually been to the mortal world, so there was some doubt about the accuracy.
Still, it was the best guess he had. By that point, he could not remember his death, which was something he was grateful for. But he did remember his love of reading.
His role as a knight wasn't as luxurious or as fulfilling as he thought it would be. Jason was low-ranking, with no money, no connections, and no territory to support him; he was only selected for his impressive display of combat knowledge. He figured he would at least be posted guarding a border, or even standing guard at a gate, from his time as Robin, but instead Jason was assigned manual labor alongside the castle stablehand, despite outranking him.
His roommates were in the same boat, as they were all as poor as he was, even if he was the only unclaimed ghost. One was a gardener, the other worked shifts in the laundry house, and the last was the library aide. Jason burned with jealousy overΒ the library assignment, especially when the other knight didn't value books as he should. But at least the ghost was willing to bring Jason something to read, after catching on to his jealousy.
"Rare that," Piebs mumbled
"What?" Jason grouched back. Piebs was the one who worked in the laundryhouse and treated Jason the worst for his unclaimed status.
"Not often do you see someone who can read." Piebs shrugged, uncaring of Jason's glowing green eyes alight with rage. "Not just the Unclaimed. Most territories ghosts can't. Not unless your parents are nobles, were mortal once, or if one of those wandering ghosts comes through after a trip in the mortal world."
"Jason was a mortal once," Vredoct called out. The anthropomorphic dragon pulled his shirt over his head, getting it caught a bit on his spikes. Jason looks away, blushing slightly. The Realms was an odd place, and interspecies relationships were the norm, but he still found it a bit odd how he could find a dragon attractive. It must be the voice. Vredoct had a seductive voice, smooth, deep, and always slightly amused, speaking in a way that rang true to his noble status despite being the sixteenth son of a poor baron. "He's a new arrival, remember? Most mortals are taught to read from a young age."
"Oh, here we go again. Mr. Expert in Mortal lands. Are you going to calculate how long it's been since my mother died next and the year it's now in her past world?" The final roommate, Bor, cut in, waving his claws around in a mockery of Vredoct's accent. He was a gardener because his territory fell more into the plant-life section of the Realms. He was the son of a Past Mortal Ghost, which wasn't rare, but everyone loved talking about the mortal world. Jason would compare it to asking an astronaut about the moon who's walked on.
"Depends." Vredoct laughed, shaking his long red hair out of his face. "Where did she form, what species is she, and what is the size of her core output?"
Jason ignored the argument that followed, flipping the book back to the front. There he found the same name that had been inside every book he'd requested from Vredoct.
Danny Fenton.
He wonders if he will ever meet the ghost that shares the same interestsΒ as him. He had found notes on paper stuck between the book's pages, where Fenton had written out thoughts and comments on the book. Jason appreciated that he didn't actually write in the books.
A year later, Jason has moved up from stablehand. Vredoct had moved back home. His father had arrangedΒ a marriage for him that would bring the house some much-needed money, and the dragon had been quick to mention that Jason could read and wasΒ perfect to replace him.
He was overjoyed to no longer be shoveling horse manure and now shelving books that were from the largest library he's ever seen. Jason could spend all eternity here, since books were gathered from theΒ start of all time, and varied from genres, cultures, and even some came from the mortal world.
He also met Danny Fenton. He was an aide who worked at the King's office, coming through the library to pick up references for the King. Danny and Jason were closer in age. He thought he wouldn't age while in the Realms, but thanks to his Unclaimed status, he was able to age, and the knowledge did freak him out a little.
Though it did mean dating wouldn't be as weird. Jason was glad because it meant he could flirt with Danny without finding it weird. Danny was also an Unclaimed ghost, which made icebreakers very easy, especially when they realized they were from the same mortal world, the same country, and the same time; the only difference was that Jason grew up in a different state than Danny.
It became a habit for the two to chatter for as long as they could between one browsing for books and the other shelving them. They find little corners to speak, usually about thier lives, the things they missed from Earth, and whatever they wanted in between. Those short conversations became the highlight of his day.
Jason already found himself turning his head whenever the door opened.
Jason is sitting on a bed, nervously looking over his shoulder at Danny's slumbering form. It's been three years since his death; he would be eighteen, and he has grown to that age. He had taken the casualΒ flirting in the library to another level, and he didn't mean inviting Danny to watch him at mandatory knight training.
That was the date that showed how serious they were. Most knights who had partners made things official at the mandatory training days, where those who were given jobs that weren't the typical position of a knight could show off.
He had done something different with Danny. It wasn't that Jason didn't want anything serious; he just didn't think the timing was right. He couldn't lie that the idea of someday making it back to Gotham didn't linger in his mind, but much like reaching the moon without a rocket ship, it was a far-off dream.
Just not one he was ready to wake up from.
Danny seemed alright with that, because his own role in the King's court was daunting and time-consuming. He admitted that he just wouldn't have the time to be a boyfriend. The most that they could be was lovers with no strings attached.
He had allowed the ghost to seduce him and bring him back to his room. The night before, Jason had been preoccupied and hadn't taken in his surroundings, but in the morning he noticed things he had missed.
Danny didn't live in servant chambers. He had a noble's room. Jason could tell that much by the sigils of the King placed everywhere. He wasn't just an aide in the King's office; Danny was likely even part of the royal family.
And Jason had just accepted being in a purely adult relationship with him.
"Today was exhausting," Danny complains, pressing his face into Jason's lap. The two are in thier private room, having requested it after a year of their no-strings relationship, which was full of so many strings that Jason could have opened a yarn store.
He didn't mean for that to happen, but at least Danny also made the mistake. They held hands in the hallway, spent lunch breaks together, went on dates in and out of the castle when thier schedules aligned, andΒ both were exclusive with one another despite having agreed they didn't have to.
Honestly, the whole castle knew that Jason was Danny's boyfriend long before they decided to be official. Rumors started up fast, some speculating that a noble like Danny was only playing with an Unclaimed, while others whispered that it was an ambitious Unclaimed attempting to move up in the world by any means necessary.
It was always fun to watch Danny crush those gossip mongers by confronting them and loudly declaring himself an Unclaimed as well. Not that it helped much since everyone had this fixed idea that an Unclaimed could never be a noble, which was what Danny obviously was.
Jason didn't know Danny's official ranking. No one did.
His boyfriend had high clearance and moved through the inner castle where few were allowed in, but he wasn't allowed to talk about it. Still, he chose to give up his far subpar lodging to move in with Jason, who was able to move up in rank and was now back on the field fighting. He will be honest, he missed the library, but it was nicer to work as an actual knight because he had more privileges and could stand next to Danny better.
He was now part of the strong squad of the Royal Guard. Jason was only a few months away from being assigned as a private guard to a high-ranking noble. He'll be someone important again.
"The council on your ass again?" Jason asked, threading his hand through Danny's white glowing hair. His lover makes a small purr, letting him know that Jason is doing the right thing to comfort him
"I sometimes wish I could poke those floating eyes. Throw some sand into them." Danny groans, and Jason laughs
"Careful. You might be marked for high treason. The King adores those Observants"
Danny turned to stare up at him with one eye, a complex emotion swirling in his iris before he laughed. "The King does not."
Β Danny looks up from his desk, a laugh bubbling from his lips. "My dashing, brave, and handsome knight! Why are you bowing like a regular knight? You are a noble now, darling"
Jason is still bent down, but he allows his eyes to look at his lover, who always finds it amusing that he has taken his assignment as the King's guard so seriously.
He had no idea that his lover was the actual ruler he had been trying to impress since he found himself on the castle grounds, but in high sight, he should have noticed. No one told Danny no.
No request was ever denied, no matter how out of policy it was. Instead, Danny had ensured he rose quickly through the ranks, not allowing discrimination against Unclaimed ghosts to get in his way. It was a little-known fact that the Ghost King was sensed but rarely seen, because he powered the entire Realms, ruling over it like an unseen god.
Only the most trusted of subjects knew the face of the King. And Jason was the only one who knew the King in private moments.
He was the royal guard to the Ghost King, who was also his lover for the past two years. After five long years of death, Jason was finally happy to be a ghost and accepted his place in his reality
He was brought back to life the day after proposing to Danny
The memories settled just as Danny stepped into the mortal world, smiling at him through some tears. Jason feels joy that he hadn't felt since he was brought back to life bloom in his chest.
As if someone had given him the other part of his missing soul back
Danny, snorts and playfully kicks Tucker's shin: No, hes not yours. Hes not mine either. One of mom's old friends- Talia, or Tina? Something like that- couldn't take care of him anymore-between you guys and me, I think she escaped from a cult- and she asked mom if she and dad could raise him.
Sam: So why do you have him?
Danny: Sam after the last four, almost five, years of knowing my parents, would you trust them with another infant?
Sam: Fair point.
Tucker: So what's his name?
Danny: This is Damian, isn't he the cutest? Look as those pretty green eyes.
Tucker: Ugh look at his cute little grumpy face. Let me hold him.
Danny: *hands Damian to Tucker*
Sam: The teachers are okay with you just having a baby with you? What about after school? I thought you finally decided on a university.
Danny: There's only a few more months of school, so the teachers are fine with it. Then after graduation, me and Damian will be moving to Central City, my part time job is connected to S.T.A.R labs and they have a daycare thats willing to watch Damian during my collage courses and work hours. I thought this through Sam.
Sam: If you're sure.
Danny: I am. Besides, Damian is a little angel.
Tucker: Okay stop hitting my glasses please. *holds Damian away from him so he'll stop grabbing his glasses* Sam, you want to hold him?
Sam: No thank you. I don't like children, especially babies.
Tucker: *shrugs before passing Damian back to Danny, where Damian immediately calms down*
Danny: Come on, let's go to class before the halls get too rowdy.
Valerie: *gasp* Danny, you finally gave birth to our kid?!
Wes: Excuse you, Val, but thats obviously mine and Danny's kid.
Danny, exasperated and laughing: Ancients! I did not give birth to anyone's kid! I lack the proper organs!
Danny: *barges into Tim's office, obviously furious* Okay I'm done with you ignoring me and treating me like I'm a charity case. I'm supposed to be your partner, not your pretty arm candy you only talk to when you flaunt to your buisness partners. I want a divorce.
Tim: *blinks in surprise before leaning into his phone* Uh Tam...when did I get married? And what did I do to ruin it?
Danny: *looking around* Oh my Ancients I'm in the wrong office! I am so sorry! *starts to leave only to back track* By the way your security kinda sucks. I stormed in here, obviously angry, and not once did anyone try to stop me or search me for weapons. I work for a security and bodyguard buisness, I'll leave my card with your assistant if you want to hire more competent gaurds. Sorry again for barging in like that! *leaves, politely shutting the door*
Tim: Tam I need that buisness card, and I need to know everything about that man!
AKA "Tim Drake is a little obsessive, possessive, and really, really likes his new boyfriend (Danny)" prompt idea!! No non-con, violence, or dead doves. Brief reference to human experimentation.
Inspired by this one post where Tim kept a methodical journal of Danny's resting pulse, body temperature, weaknesses, tracked him literally all the time, and Danny was like *heart-eyes* (I can't find the post now but please, I need it-)
I like the idea of Tim's idea of love being completely a bit skewed. He was neglected as a kid and craved attention, affection, being wanted; so, understandably, he assumes that's what other people want, too. He'd only had one boyfriend before. Kon was sarcastic, funny, and sweet, but even he couldn't handle Tim's... staring. The unblinking intensity in those eyes, the hundreds of pictures of himself on Tim's phone, somehow Tim knowing about Kon's conversations and experiences without having been there.
Needless to say, Tim and Kon's relationship ended with a harsh reiteration that most people need boundaries.
So, when Tim meets this very cute messy-haired boy at Gotham-U, he shoves down the instinctive urge to know everything. Mentally captures moments, memorizes them, instead of taking pictures. Shoves earbuds in to avoid listening in on Danny's conversations (oh, his name's Danny, which he overheard when the boy was speaking with the TA).
It's so hard not to obsess, though. Danny is... well, he's haunting. His crystalline eyes make Tim's heart stutter in his chest, chills rising along his arms; he swears there's this aura around Danny that's just utterly compelling. (Stop it, Tim, you'll scare him off.) But Tim can actually be a person sometimes, so he just asks, "Do you want to go out for coffee with me sometime?" And he's psyched when Danny says yes!! (He tries really, really hard not to memorize the fact that Danny likes hot oatmilk chai lattes, uses his left hand to hold his drink, and prefers not to use a coffee sleeve. Does Danny always hold his cups by the lid? Does he prefer- Tim stops himself.)
And Tim is a great boyfriend!! They go on dates (he doesn't avidly stare at the way Danny's eyes sparkle while at Gotham-U's planetarium). Tim learns Danny's favorite music the normal way (he doesn't hack into Danny's Spotify... although he's suddenly found himself listening to an artist named Ember). And Tim has a totally normal album of pictures of his boyfriend on his phone (his burner phone is a different matter entirely, but not even Batman himself could get it unlocked. Tim's got that phone sealed up tighter than the Fortress of Solitude).
Except Tim notices Danny becoming more withdrawn. More tired, dark bags under his eyes and stealing Tim's double espresso (he never does that, it's too bitter for him, why isn't he drinking his oatmilk latte?). Leaning his head on Tim's shoulder during lectures to take naps. And Tim's becoming more frantic the more lethargic Danny becomes.
Maybe he's more like Bruce "Contingency Plan" Wayne than he's willing to admit. Tim sets a hard boundary for himself: I'm just going to Google his symptoms. That's it.
He spends the next 42 hours obsessively researching Danny: hacks into his phone, downloads all his previous location history, texts, calls, background checks everybody Danny's been in contact with. Re-traces his steps down to the minute, finds all his Google searches, activates Danny's laptop webcam. He's determined to find out what's wrong with his boyfriend.
And because Tim is Red Robin, who literally became part of the Batfam because of his stalking tendencies and is one of the greatest detectives since Batman, he finds out. He finds out that Danny Fenton is one Phantom, a vigilante from Amity; finds obscure clips of newspapers mentioning a young boy's tragic death, discovers the GIW, uncovers classified information containing metahuman experimentation (let's say he doesn't quite know about Ghosts, but Metas are close enough).
Somehow, he makes a connection between ectoplasm and the Lazarus Pit (maybe not necessarily the right connection, but something-adjacent). After all, Jason was resurrected via "Evil Baja Blast" and Ra's al Ghul used it to make himself immortal. It would make sense that the GIW could sample Lazarus Pit water and use it to experiment on metahumans. So... Does Danny just need more Lazarus Pit water?
Cue Tim making use of the Drake and Wayne family wealth to literally overnight mason jars full of Lazarus water. Ra's al Ghul has no idea how it happened. He tests the reaction of Danny's DNA and the Lazarus water only to realize he was right. (Lazarus Pit waters are just excessively concentrated ambient ectoplasm, I guess?)
Tim does what any good boyfriend would do and spikes Danny's oatmilk lattes with Lazarus Pit water. And it helps. Danny is suddenly so much more energetic, there's that glittering shine to his eyes, and he looks so much healthier. Happier. Tim can't stop staring at him. If anything, he stares more, tries to memorize every angle of his boyfriend's face; he collects more candid pictures than before, always catching the gentle curl of Danny's lips when he's distracted; doesn't disengage the tracking apps or phone mirroring software.
He's just happy that his boyfriend is feeling better, more like himself. It's just a perk that Danny doesn't know about Tim's minor stalking tendencies.
β¦can we add Danny is Just As Bad but only rambles to his liminal and ghost friends about Tim in Dannyβs version of stalker mode?
Like Tim assumes Danny isnβt as bad. He assumes.
Only for Tucker to order for Tim as βDanny talks about you the normal amount for who heβs dating. Pretty sure the only reason we dont have your social is Danny learned about Legal Boundaries and takes it more seriously than his lab safety.β
It becomes a weird mind-game for the two.
Wes and Bernard gossip to each other about it, and Dannyβs response to Tim stalking him being βat least this time the guy had the guts to ask me out,β while Wes throws his hands up as βi did not have a crush on you, i was trying to prove your collabs with Phantom were real asshole!β
Valβs response to finding out someone matches Dannyβs freak is βcool, happy for you, now I have a Hellmouth to monitor andβDanny summon your dog to your location if heβs in big mode for fucksake!β
Sam is in Gotham. She and Danny are roommates. She relentless teases him about falling for a skater boy billionaire, of all things. She forgets stalking your crush is Not Good outside of Amity, and dating Paulina βhordes her friends and family and S.O.βs and their infoβ Sanchez with dragon powers is not helping her case at all.
Star comments about Timβs eating habits absently while on a coffee run and Tim?
Tim is elated, confused but elated! Danny pays attention back!
Cassβs response to Tim and Dannyβs co-stalking is a shrug and thumbs up before shovel talking Dannyβ¦ who thought everyone knew the Waynes and adjacent are Bats.
Everyone who grew up in Amity assuming the same does not help.
Damian complains Bruce just failed the assignment of βmatch your partnerβs freakβ with his mother.
Jason is torn between βtoxic shit, get Tim outβ and ββ¦ how are they cancelling each other out?β¦ i guess if theyβre happy?β
Stephanie finds Danny hilarious for conning all of them into thinking he was normal. Then threatens him if he hurts Tim as βbest friend and exβs perksβ.
Babs has Dannyβs internet history and will reveal it if she thinks heβs going to be a danger to Tim. Danny is delighted heβs being properly threatened and gloats about it to Tim.
Bruce just. Stares into the distance. As Tim is happy, the relationship is consenting on all front its just. Constant psychic damage from watching them interact.
Alfred threatens Danny with a grave. Tim reminds Danny thatβs not a good thing for most people as Dannyβs half ghost and signs of remembrance are a Big Deal to them.
Dash complains about Dannyβs latest info-dump into the group chat to Kwan about Timβs sleep inconsistencies. The pair decide they are bribing Nocturne to get this to stop for a few days.
Jazz refuses to touch the mutual and consenting stalking her brother and his partner are engaged in. Sheβs not touching it with a 10ft pole, just happy for them.
Dani watches this go down while her and Damian keep trying to kill one another as βno my brother/cousin/idiot is betterβ and her main response is βDanny your ecto is showing,β while cackling.
After Tim explains why. They place a grave for Danny on the property because WHAT DO YOU MEAN NOBODY GAVE HIM ONE.
Danny proceeds to cry with mixed emotions of happiness, sorrow, grief, joy and RELIEF. He noticed he feels more stable after and Joe the other ghost cant joke that he doesnβt have a grave now. Letβs just say Tim is battered and bruised after Danny shows him how grateful he is. The other bat siblings wonβt let him hear the end of it.
Danny spends a lot of time at his grave to the point where they make install a covered seating area with a garden so Danny can be at his grave no matter the weather. Danny secretly has a rather large coffin, more like a secret room under his grave with various snacks, books and the like. So he has a space to himself.
Alfred was cleaning his grave one day and made a small prayer that he hoped Danny was doing alright. This summoned a confused Danny wearing Timβs oversized pajamas. Alfred was amused and didnβt fail to take a candid picture of Danny to send in the family group chat. Sure his other grandkids would find it amusing.
Danny is now summoned to his grave at random points by random bat family members.
Danny enters his large apartment. If he is being honest itβs too big snd he didnβt mind his small apartment in Crime Alley. Enjoying the fact it was Jasonβs territory and thereby he didnβt need to protect it. Plus the added effect of cleansing some of the dirty ectoplasm that Jason had in himself and his territory. However given Tim is Tim. He had moved Danny into a rather large pent house right by his school as a baby Jesus birthday present (He hates Christmas still).
Speaking of the sleep deprivedβ¦honestly he canβt judge either Robin. He was standing oddly in the middle of their dim apartment. The man himself was currently wearing a shiny black tux and a pair of red boxing gloves while standing in the middle of the open concept kitchen/living room. His hair was slicked back with two pieces managing to break free. He was wearing a soft smile but there was a glint of mischief in his eyes.
βWhat are you doing Tim?β
βYou in a minute- HAPPY BIRTHDAY STARLIGHT!!β Tim cheered putting both gloved hands in the air.
βThanks babe. However that doesnβt explain the weird outfit.β Danny said putting his bag down and walking closer to his weirder than usual boyfriend. Upon further inspection. The suit is embroidered with shiny black constellations that were very accurate. His face mustβve gave him away because Tim reply was smug.
βI thought you might like the weird outfit. You always said you liked me in my gala suits and you love stars. So I had this one made specifically for you.β He replied. Danny lifted his eyes to meet Timβs and smiled. βDonβt worry I got you one of your own. Different colors though.β
He could feel his core purr with satisfaction. A genuinely great birthday present. βOkay so Iβm assuming we are going out because of the suit but why the gloves?β He asked as he let his fingers feel the definition of Timβs back muscles.
βYouβre mistaken. We arenβt going anywhere. The suit is for you to take off. The gloves are part of the game.β Tim said and immediately swung to punch him in the face. He flew back a few feet and landed on his ass. Danny looked up to the other with a feral smile. βGhosts first language is fighting right? What better way to make you earn unwrapping your birthday present?β
This is when Danny noticed all the furniture had been moved to make room for a fighting space. The corners of the apartment had essentially been baby proof to prevent accidental injury. Tim had been watching how tense Danny had become lately. He had been wondering why Danny had seemed so pent up. So he had reached out to some of Dannyβs ghost friends like Ember. Whom had laughed her head off upon realizing the issue.
βHe is a protection ghost yes but heβs still a ghost. He likes things a little rough rich boy. Try roughing him up in the bedroom.β Ember had wheezed causing Tim to turn several shades of red.
Cue Tim now fighting for his life as Danny transforms and starts lunging at him. He barrel rolls over the couch to wear a green set of boxing gloves laid. He throws them at Danny who doesnβt put them on and continues lunging at him. Tim decides it would be better to take his off. Just in time for him to catch Dannyβs open hands.
Danny wastes no time and swipes Timβs legs out from under him pinning him to the living room floor. Thereβs a look of hunger in Danny eyes.
βTimmy. I would love if we could spar later. Right now. I just finished my exams and I would like someβ¦..relief..β Danny whispers lustfully.
Tim smirks and flips Danny so that he is now the one pinned to the floor. Taking off his suit jacket so that hes just wearing the shirt and tie. He starts to move downwards but Danny grabs his tie snd pulls him down into a kiss. People talk about the spark of their first kiss. Tim talks about the frost. Dannyβs lips and tongue are cold and send chills down his spine like drops of ice water. Dannyβs finger tips are warm as he channels energy into them as he grips onto Timβs ass.
Tim taking a second to catch some air. See just how green and flustered his soon to be Ghost King is. He slide his knee in between Dannyβs legs to feel the erection threatening to bust out his suit.
βSomeone is readyβ¦.β Tim teases.
βShut up before I bite you.β Danny threatens but covers his face with his arm.
βYou always bite me. I have to use makeup to cover the marks or wear turtle necks.β Tim reminds as he shimmies out of his pants just enough to get access as Danny is distracted.
He slipped on the glow in the dark condom. Cause Danny likes them and he will always practice safe sex because god forbid he impregnate the ghost king and now has illegitimate bastard children. The likelihood that Danny can conceive isnβt high but given Dannyβs weird biology. It could happen so he takes no chances.
βWant me to take them off or you?β He asks as Danny has now recovered from his minor embarrassment.
βI got it.β Danny said as the pants disappeared in a flash of light.
He pulls Danny into a kiss. Wrapping his arms around the back of his head as he prepares to enter Dannyβs scared realm. Lifting Dannyβs legs slowly over his shoulders. He slides in.
βFUCK!β Danny yells abruptly. Tim didnβt know whether to be pleased or concerned. This wasnβt usually the reaction. He needed more context.
βAre you-β Tim began to ask
βNo no no no-β Danny said quickly before everything went white.
βHAPPY BIRTHD- AYEEEEEEE?!?!?β
Familiar voices cheered then yelled in horror.
Danny covered his face and Tim turned in terror to see that they were no longer on the floor in their semi shared apartment. No. No, they were under Dannyβs canopy at his grave. Surrounded by their family members. Dickβ¦., Jason, Duke, Steph, Cass, Damian, Barb, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, Bruce and Alfred. Damian was holding a lit birthday cake and while Timβs brothers held balloons that were suddenly let go and blew away into the wind.
βOh my.β Alfred states looking away and going to get the picnic blanket.
βOH MY FUCKING-OH THEIR FUCK-.β Jason begins before bursting out laughing.
βMY EYES?!?β Duke exclaims. Covering his eyes and Damianβs.
βBleach.β Cass mumbles.
A camera shutter is heard.
βI TOLD YOU WE SHOULDβVE CALLED!!β Barb said shielding her eyes.
βTIM PUT IT AWAY!!β Steph screeched.
βTuck you owe me 50 bucks.β Jazz said plainly
βMe too Tuck. I told you he was a bratty bottom.β Sam agreed.
βAll that baseball we played and you still canβt pitch.β Tucker jokes defeatedly. As he hands Jazz and Sam 50 bucks each.
Bruce stood in shock and silenced. He mentally was screaming and knew he would take Martian Manhunter up on his favor of removing a memory. This was the one. Not the loss of his parents or his children or his time in the void. Accidentally summoning his son and his boyfriend while they were having intercourse. He hates magic.
Danny had had enough understandably and turns invisible. The embarrassment getting to him to the point the temperature dropped in response. This was worse than Spectra. He however was still there and thoroughly impaled. However he neglects to turn Tim invisible with him. So his neon green glow in the dark sword is now exposed as he seemingly is fucking the air.
Jason takes his laughter to a new level that might kill him again. As he falls on his back wheezing trying to catch his breath.
βIT- cough laugh- GLOWS?!?β Jason coughs out.
βAt least youβre using protection Timbers.β Dick mutters putting his face in his hands.
Another camera shutter is heard but Tim and Danny cant tell from whom.
βYouβre a disgrace.β Damian mutters not seeing anything because of Duke but hearing enough as Duke had already guided him away.
Alfred returns to cover Tim and invisi-Bill with a blanket. Just fast enough to save Tim more embarrassment as he finishes in front of his entire family.
βWe will be waiting inside Young Masters. We will also discuss setting a Do Not Disturb Protocol for summoning later. I am proud of you for using protection as Iβm not ready to become a great grandfather yet.β Alfred said not looking at them in the eyes and leading the others out while dragging the still cackling Jason away by the hood towards the manor.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title(s) that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!
Tagged by: @dollarstoreartsupplies
I fear I have so, so many WIPs, so Iβm only including the ones Iβm (going to try my best to be) working on this year. Because otherwise we would literally be here all day, lol.
β’ Imposter Syndrome (Minecraft Story Mode)
β’ Cradle & All (Squid Game)
β’ Sisters (World's End Club) (this one technically already has a couple chapters out but shhh it's not against the rules so it's fiiinee)
β’ is that human after all? (Worldβs End Club)
β’ Maelstrom (Worldβs End Club)
β’ Insomniacs (Hatchetfield - Original Timeline)
β’ You & Me @ The End of the World (Hatchetfield - Watcher World timeline)
β’ Running From Your Problems (Hatchetfield - NPMD timeline)
Is this just a thinly veiled call out post because I havenβt posted any writing since November? If so, itβs working /j π
Letβs see:
β’Laws of motion chapter 19: the winner takes it all (squid game)
β’The forget me not: chapter 2 whispers of weeds. Chapter 3 βstained blueβ. Chapter 4 βproof against poison.β (Asterix)
β’Mission Vercingetorix (Asterix)
β’Rust and resonance (Squid game)
β’Unnamed laws of motion sequel
Those are the ones IN PROGRESS but ya girl has so many half started projects.
@laserwalnut @blackshuckatdusk @filosofieke uhhhhh who else who elseβ YOU! Whoever is reading this, youβre the fourth tag.
I know you meant to tag my fic blog, @cheesecharlatan so I was tempted to ignore this challange since on a technicallity, It didn't count... But I set aside temptation cause I love you.
Anyways lets see...
- I Swear We Were Right In The Middle Of The French Revolution! Chapter Nine, A Teen Wolf crossover with Assassins Creed. Sterek.
- Vampire Stiles crossover lite edition with Dracula. Also Sterek.
-Teen wolf crossover with Wolfblood. Stiles is a Wolfblood, Derek is his big brother forcebly adopted by the sheriff and Stiles.
-Dead on Main fic. Danny is Ellies Dad, on the run and Red Hood takes them in. Romance blooms. Danny gets to eat someones soul, as a treat.
-Death Defying fic. Yes, I'm a multishipper. Danny streams his parkour videos, and accidently flips over Batman and Robin in a fight. Goes viral, Investigation starts and Romance Blooms. Danny is also Ellies dad.
I'm a sucker for Ellie getting to grow up a relatively normal childhood.
Right, who to tag?
No Pressure tags- @dcxdpdabbles @clockwayswrites @blackfoxsposts
As my ask box is closed due to the issues I was having, I can figure out a way to let people vote (maybe I can do a poll?) or I'll just have to come back to this later pff.
Anyway!
Learning to Live (Harry Potter)
The Cuckoo in a Robin's Next (Batman- All media types)
Alfred Pennyworth's not-so-secret love child (DCxDP)
Kindness and Remorse (Harry Potter)
Edward Elric's guide to Magically Mess with Magic-users (Harry Potter x Fullmetal Alchemist)
You can't sit with us (DCxDP)
The Rookie and his Mentor (DCxDP)
I have a lot of DCxDP WIPs (side eyes all the unfinished aus on my master post) so I'll just pick the ones I haven't published on my DCxDP blog.
I tag! @snow-leopard-777 @confused-squishy @jengalon @wisteriavines-side @issak @harley--queen @sexyt-a-r-d-i-s11
Tucker: That was a great Comic-Con. I got to meet so many voice actors.
Danny: I know! I underestimated big city cons. I went way over budget.
Sam: How much did you spend?
Danny: four hundred
Sam: FOUR HUNDRED!?
Danny: I'm including the hotel room.
Tucker: Oh thats not too bad.
Danny: Might be easy for you to say. Both of you guys have money to spare. My extracurricular activities make it impossible to keep a steady job. I need a sugar Daddy. Anybody on this escalator want to be my Sugar Daddy?
Jason turning around: Sure
Danny: *Gasp*
Jason: How much you need, gorgeous?
Danny:...I dont know. I was joking.
Jason: If you want, we can go back down the escalator to the con, and I can buy you whatever you want, then you join me for dinner in the nerd theme bar.
Danny dazed: Okay
Sam: What's happening?
Tucker: I think we're witnessing the beginning of a Rom-con.
Sam: While cosplaying Pride and Prejudice?
Jason: Your cosplay was why I noticed you, actually. I always wanted to romance Mr.Darcy.
Danny: And I always found Red Hood really attractive. Your costume is perfect.
Jason: Thank you, gorgeous.
Tim, slightly in front of Jason: And you said this would be a waste of time.
AKA "Danny moves to Gotham and records TikToks with absolutely deranged captions. He films Get Ready with Me in Gotham videos, fit checks, and even A Day in the Life of a Ghost in Gotham! Except everybody is freaking the fuck out in the comments" prompt idea!
No, you don't understand, I'm obsessed. Like, what if Danny's idea of "safe" is just... anything that doesn't actively try to kill him? So Metropolitians, Star City, and Central City citizens are literally biting their nails and sweating bullets every time he posts, because what if he gets merc'd by the "Eight Heads in a Duffel Bag" Red Hood?? And that's one of the nicer villains in Gotham. And Danny's just like wow, this place is niiiiiice, I haven't even been murdered yet!
Maybe Jazz took a 12-year-old Danny to Gotham to escape their parents. Gotham's cheap, dirty, and doesn't ask questions: it's the best place to go to disappear because damn near half the city's population are either super villains, hostages, dead, or vigilantes. She gets a job at an understaffed hospital as a clinical psych intern. She enrolls Danny for online schooling because she's scared a public high school would be too easy for their parents to track.
Which leaves Danny alone for hours. He makes a TikTok account called "Danny Phantom" because, c'mon, he's a kid. And, like most kids, he doesn't really comprehend the idea of a digital footprint or that his account is public, accessible by literally anybody.
He's also a little shit. So, the first TikTok he uploads is of a man getting carjacked, but the caption reads: love to see people helping each other. remember it's always okay to ask for help! it's okay, I don't know how to parallel park, either :)
And you just see this guy in a mask shove a businessman away from his car, gesturing with his gun, before getting into the driver's seat. Except the car is parallel parked so the carjacker just slowly inches back and forth between a Prius and a Honda until he can wedge himself out of the parking space. And then gets stuck in stand-still traffic. The TikTok goes viral. It's talked about on the Gotham news and Gothamites are losing their shit, pointing out the exact moment you can see the carjacker start to soundlessly cuss through the car's windshield or the way the businessman is just... standing on the side of the road, watching with a deadpan look.
Danny doesn't know about it being on the news, but he sees all the comments, likes, reposts, and feels something. He wonders if this is what Ember feels every time people listened to her music. So, he keeps posting. Usually, it's short three-second videos of a hilariously unexpected situation with an even more deranged caption. But then he's accidentally caught in the reflection of a store front while recording and doesn't know, posts it like he always does; only for this TikTok to go viral, too. Because "Danny Phantom" is a child??
He doesn't notice the shift in his comments, but the public opinion quickly changes from wow, Gothamites are just like that huh lol to what the FUCK, kid, get inside!!! anytime he posts.
Except Danny never gets hurt. Even in the most dangerous situations, when you'd think this kid is a goner for sure, he's just happily yapping in the background. He's so different from Gothamites because he lacks that dead-eyed, despair-inducing aura of someone who's lived in a hellmouth their whole lives. (A couple people post that Danny kind of reminds them of Golden Boy Brucie Wayne, all air-headed and unrealistically optimistic, and suddenly there's memes of "what happens when you've never gotten shot in Gotham" or "how i act when Commish Gordie accuses me of shoplifting again" with them side-by-side.)
And then Danny's posts go viral again and again. Danny doing a fit check with a blond-haired woman with a checkered outfit, she ruffles his hair and kisses him on the cheek. A picture of him wearing an old jean jacket with a bright red lipstick smear on his cheek is trending for weeks. Spoiler, fully suited up in an all-purple vigilante attire, and him shoving gas station hotdogs in their mouths. He even has videos of him clearly in Killer Croc's lair, with comments of are you in the sewers??? DANNY??? and he responds, no, i'm in mom & dad's basement :) (Waylon Jones is actually sitting behind him in one of the videos, intently watching a TV show on an iPad.)
Everybody adores Danny - Rogues, Gothamites, even the Bats. (There's at least six videos of Nightwing teaching Danny how to do backflips, handstands, and other acrobatic moves. Even the youngest Robin has been caught on camera quietly talking with Danny, a shocking lack of violence that left half the city's population suffering from cuteness aggression for the kids.)
So, yeah, Danny belongs to Gotham.
But the internet is widely accessible and Danny made it so, so easy to find him. Jazz obviously didn't know he was posting videos of himself publicly; she was too tired after back-to-back 12 hour shifts at the hospital that she hadn't even checked social media in months. Otherwise, she would've told him to be careful, to never show his face or post his real name on the internet. Then again, Jazz would never have expected all of Gotham (and Superman himself, totally endeared by the kid after Kon and Jon showed him a couple TikToks) would beat the absolute shit out of anybody going after Danny.
Imagine GIW's surprise when they track down Amity's former residential Ghost only to find an entire city frothing at the mouth to protect their Phantom.
Bruce:Β Sorry, I'm late. The meeting ran longer than I expected.
Alfred:Β It's perfectly all right, Sir. I took the liberty of entertaining your guest in your stead.
Bruce: Guest? What guest?
Alfred: The young man you had sent over from the Gotham orphanage.
Bruce: What? I didn't ask for anyone?
Alfred holding out a folder: The young man came with this. See? You asked for an orphan, and this is the paperwork that proves it.
Bruce: This is a scam, Alfred.
Alfred nodding:Β Obviously, Sir, but I felt it wasn't safe to send the lad back to a group of people selling children to the first aristocrat that comes knocking. Feeding the poor thing, giving him shelter, and providing sanctuary while the Batman took care of his old caregivers was the most logical choice.
Bruce: That makes far more sense. Where is the boy now?
Alfred: In there. *opens door to Bruce's office*
Danny:
Bruce: He made himself right at home.
Alfred: You used to fall asleep just like that while your father worked. Granted, you were a toddler and not a young man of fourteen eating an entire chicken and drinking from a gallon of milk, but it's rather endearing to see any other Wayne do the same.
Bruce: Another Wayne? No, Alfred, I'm not keeping him-
Alfred: Did you check the DNA report?
Bruce: What?
Alred shoving a folder:Β Check the DNA report.
Bruce: He's mine? Oh my gods, he's mine. Look at him, Alfred, he's beautiful.
Alfred: The very definition of elegance and grace.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
Damian: May I go to a Halloween party in the woods with my schoolmates?
Bruce excited Damian is making friends: Of course! Do you need a costume? I have a few ideas.
Damian: No need, I shall wear a matching costume with Daniel.
Bruce in tears and beaming with pride: The boy you have a crush on?
Damian: Yes. Please do not make a big deal out of this. He invited me as friends to the party.
Bruce: Of course. Of course.
Damian: Though I plan to change our relationship status tonight and make him my boyfriend by tomorrow.
Bruce chocked up: Good luck son
A few hours later: *Bruce's phone rings as he finishes patrol*
Bruce: Hello?
Damian: Father, I was wrong. This is not a Halloween party. This a ritual and they want to use Daniel and I as sacrifices. They lied to us and now Daniel is crying, ruining my plans. Come pick us up.
Bruce: WHAT?!
Damian distantly: Will you stop trying to stab me? I am on the phone. You are being very rude
Bruce: Damian, where are you!?
Damian: I know you won't believe this, but Father, I'm in Wayne Forest where the Ghost Boy dead.
Bruce: You're in the BACKYARD?!
Damian: I know. These fools didn't even know I live here-Whaaaaa!?
Bruce: Hello? Hello? Damian!? What happened?! DAMIAN!?
Damian whispering: Father come get me in 20 minutes. Daniel just kissed me on the mouth so he wouldn't "die with any regrets". I think I can get three more kisses before our rescue. Goodbye.
Bruce running out of the house in only a bathrobe: NO DAMIAN DO NOT HANG UP-
I for one ask for this to be an actual prompt where the Batfamily bust into the ritual and interrupt Danny and Damian's "final moments" where Danny was confessing to Damian. Please I beg you. Someone make this.
Poor Damian and Danny, they probably just wanted to confess, but those crazy cultists wouldn't let them and now the Batfam won't forget it.
Something tells me that if they go on a date, the cultists would attack again.
At the wedding I imagine Daniel attacking the cultists with his bouquet (or equivalent) hitting the cultists "no one is going to ruin my wedding", with Pariah D and Clockwork cheering among the guests
I actually love that idea. Let it be the same cultists too. Like they won't leave them alone. Every once and a while they'll try and sacrifice Danny and Damian and that Batfam doesn't know why they're so focused using specifically them as the sacrifices.
Damian: May I go to a Halloween party in the woods with my schoolmates?
Bruce excited Damian is making friends: Of course! Do you need a costume? I have a few ideas.
Damian: No need, I shall wear a matching costume with Daniel.
Bruce in tears and beaming with pride: The boy you have a crush on?
Damian: Yes. Please do not make a big deal out of this. He invited me as friends to the party.
Bruce: Of course. Of course.
Damian: Though I plan to change our relationship status tonight and make him my boyfriend by tomorrow.
Bruce chocked up: Good luck son
A few hours later: *Bruce's phone rings as he finishes patrol*
Bruce: Hello?
Damian: Father, I was wrong. This is not a Halloween party. This a ritual and they want to use Daniel and I as sacrifices. They lied to us and now Daniel is crying, ruining my plans. Come pick us up.
Bruce: WHAT?!
Damian distantly: Will you stop trying to stab me? I am on the phone. You are being very rude
Bruce: Damian, where are you!?
Damian: I know you won't believe this, but Father, I'm in Wayne Forest where the Ghost Boy dead.
Bruce: You're in the BACKYARD?!
Damian: I know. These fools didn't even know I live here-Whaaaaa!?
Bruce: Hello? Hello? Damian!? What happened?! DAMIAN!?
Damian whispering: Father come get me in 20 minutes. Daniel just kissed me on the mouth so he wouldn't "die with any regrets". I think I can get three more kisses before our rescue. Goodbye.
Bruce running out of the house in only a bathrobe: NO DAMIAN DO NOT HANG UP-
I for one ask for this to be an actual prompt where the Batfamily bust into the ritual and interrupt Danny and Damian's "final moments" where Danny was confessing to Damian. Please I beg you. Someone make this.
Danny shooting himself in the foot out of Pretty Boy Talking to Me Panic: Ugh no. I got a boyfriend
Dick: Dang. Well, can't blame a guy for trying. Have a good day!
Later that night: *The bats having burgers during thier break on a random roof*
Dick: Hey thats the guy I asked out today.
Tim: Which one?
Dick: Third window on the top floor.
Jason: How did it go?
Dick: Rejected. He has a boyfriend.
Damian: You aren't following the poor man after being rejected are you? That would be tacky.
Dick: What? No! It was a coincidence. I just happened to see him through the window. I'm not stalking him.
Tim staring at Danny's windows with binoculars: I am.
Dick: Double R! What did we say about-
Tim: He's dating Phantom. You lost to your hero rival
Dick ripping the binoculars out of his hands: WHAT!?
Danny and Phantom trying to fuse after being ripped apart again without thier parent's tech: Maybe if we hug harder we can like melt into eachother???? Is it working???
Dick: I LOST TO A GHOST!?
Jason: Its a sad day when the local thot loses his wings and gets dethroned.
Phantom in a moment of brilliance suggests they find balance and self acceptance- thus fusing them again- through poetry.
In a moment of idiocy Phantom thinks shouting poetry in a public and busy street is the perfect time to do so.
As the ghost hero is busy reading out his poem about all of Danny's great qualities, the human is trying to sink into the ground and hide. On the other side of the street listening, is a certain group of siblings watching thier eldest brother grow redder and redder with rage.
Then Phantom throws his arms up, shooting off blast of ectoplasm, that burst like fireworks. They shift into a gaint heartwith Danny face in the center of it.
The table under Dick hands splitter into spiderweb cracks. Its pure stone.
The way that Danny and Phantom are so desperately trying to fuse back together and it's making so many misunderstandings is everything to me. Love that Phantom in Dick's mind is a rival in not only love but vigilantism. Poor Danny he just wants his ghost side back and is making the misunderstandings so much worse.
Danny: Hello everyone, I'm Danny Fenton, the TA for orbital mechanics 101. I will be in charge of most of our lectures, grading assignments and outside of class time tutoring. I want everyone to know I record my lectures so if any of you have recording devices you want to place on my podium, you may. Any questions?
Tim: Yes, Mr. Fenton. Can we get a copy of the lecture slides before exams?
Danny: You may, but you have to email me at least three days before exams.
Tim: Thank you.
Steph whispering: Why did you ask that. You're auditing the class for a mission.
Tim whispering: And let the hot TA think I'm an idiot? No. Ill be the top of this class.
Steph: We're supposed to be investigating the professor not flirt with the TA
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
β Live Streamingβ Interactive Chatβ Private Showsβ HD Qualityβ Free Actions
Free to watch β’ No registration required β’ HD streaming
Danny gets transported into a fantasy medieval game as a vacation with the help of the Ghost Writer, with the only goal being to change the story's ending and make it interesting.
Danny is excited and thrilled to let loose as his life has been very stressful as of late, and he is going to enjoy this as much as possible..
Lucky time moves very disproportionate to reality, and spending years in the game won't affect his normal life too much.
He becomes a tailor.
Oh no, he's not just a tailor.
He's a tailor who just happens to be a runaway noble whose entire family was murdered by the corrupt royal family due to their abilities that could pose a threat to them.
Caelan Virellion, Duke of Starcrest
"By the stars , we rise"
Even though it isn't his family, he is having fun planning a rebellion to overthrow the current king and get revenge. He disguises himself and opens a boutique that becomes popular, especially among the nobility, but it also caters to commoners.
He was surprisingly good at it. Well, you learn something new every day.
Initially, he wasn't going to go down the rebellion route, but the country was falling apart, the nobility was corrupt as hell, and the place was just one spark away from civil war if nothing was done about it.
His boutique is a front for assassins, information brokering, and the like. It was all going to plan, everything was set to go off within the next month.
Enter Jason.
Jason got trapped in the game by pure accident and is lowkey fangirling because hello, this is like the one chance he has at living his dream of being the main character of a romance fantasy set in a medieval fantasy world.
He somehow stumbles upon the main Danny, whom he immediately clocks as an important character.
Like, this man is absolutely gorgeous and has that main character vibe. silver hair, ultramarine blue eyes, and a gorgeous smile that just lights up the room.
He's bat instincts are immediately zoning in on this guy. Nope, this has nothing to do with the fact that his smile made him walk into a wall.
He has no idea what this game is about, but he'll just treat it as a vacation until the rest of the bats find a way to get him out.
Now, how the hell does he woo this guy enough to get a date?