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Okay so me again! Thank you for that! So I was wanting 1, 4, 8, for Danny/ core from the ticket to the half a life fic. I love their dynamic so much. I can't wait for you to write more!! Is there a ship name for them? I don't think I've seen this ship outside of your stuff. But I am also pretty new to the phandom. So IDK really.

When you sent the thing about OTPs I honestly thought you were gonna ask my about UFS or Grayghost or PitchPearl or teddyghost or DarkAges etc. (I am a multi shipper so I honestly ship a lot of pairings. )

Not that😅

Okay so I have no Idea if there's a fandom assigned pairing name for it.

I know this is my second time writing the pairing. The first time was in a now deleted ghost king fic from 2010. Which was a lot darker then ATTHL is.

But I don't think I've seen the pairing anywhere else. But there's also always the possibility of me missing something 😅💖

There is a ship name! @oka-oka came up with it actually! It's called infinite halves.

Anyway.

1.) Who fell first.

Okay definitely the core.

I mean.... Pretty sure the first part of chapter 13 confirms that one 😅💖

-DP-

The Core tried so hard to fix that. To look more like the ghosts that dwelled in it. But it was terrible at trying to be like the dead. 

It had never lived or died. 

It couldn't mimic them. It could hardly understand them.

It thought it was doomed to an existence of suffering and loneliness. 

But then it met Danny. 

Danny wasn't like any ghost it had met before.

Danny wasn't even entirely a ghost. 

Danny wasn't alive, but he wasn't dead either. 

Danny was like the Core. 

But more importantly, Danny cared.  

He got angry quickly sometimes, and he was stubborn. 

But he never made it feel like he didn't care about it. 

Even when he was mad, he still treated it with kindness. 

He did a lot of small things that made the Core fall deeper and deeper for him as the years went on. 

He got it gifts and wrote it poems. He apologized when he thought he did something wrong. He would hold hands with it sometimes when he could tell it was sad. He even let it sleep next to him whenever it asked. 

The Core still remembered the first time it cried in front of Danny. 

He had been asleep on his side, quietly resting as the Core sobbed softly next to him. 

It froze as a half-asleep Danny wrapped his arms around it and pulled it tightly against his body. 

"It's okay. I'm here to protect you." He slurred, his green eyes heavy with sleep. It didn't take long for Danny to fall into slumber again. Burying his face in its neck. 

The Core never wanted that night to end. 

It spent more time than it'd like to admit wishing Danny would be its first kiss. 

After all of these years, it was finally happening. 

Its wish was coming true.  

The Core still wasn't sure if it was real. 

-DP-

2.) What physical trait do they love the most about each other.

The core thinks Dannys glow makes him look like an angel. It also loves his smile, and his eyes.

Danny is Ace in this so he's not really all that attracted to a trait. Which given the circumstance that's probably a good thing. Even though the marriage was arranged. He fell slowly for the core in small ways over the hundreds of year's they had been together. He just didn't allow himself to admit it for a long time. Because Danny is a rebellious dick head sometimes.

3.) Do they get along with each others friends and family?

Well this takes place 200 years after Dannys immediate family is dead. None of them became ghosts. So he's pretty much only got friends at this point. (Well unless you count his adopted son Roswell. But I'm gonna say he doesn't count. )

The core is the literal God of Death. It's the Grim Reaper. It's Ectoplasm itself.

I think this review from @majorcharacterundeath put it well.

So naturally most of the citizens of the zone are freaking terrified of it.

But that made the cores existence very lonely.

It never had friends even though it desperately wanted them.

It never had family or a caring partner or any semblance of normalcy.

Nearly every relationship where it thought it was getting one of those things, ended with it being manipulated or abused.

The observants and the ancients felt it was better to control the deity that could wipe their reality out in a snap, then to trust it to do the right thing.

They abused its desperate desire for affection and belonging, to keep it under foot.

Danny is the first appointed ruler to actually treat the marriage (it's really more of a soul bounding thing, but ill get to that later) like a marriage. Even though he didn't want the relationship at first. He took care of the core like a good partner should, because he knew it was his duty as King.

(Even tho it really wasn't his duty. None of the other rulers felt compelled to do that)

But I guess the short answer is yes and no.

Because the core has no one for Danny to get along with.

And while the core desperately wants to have good relationships with the people in Dannys life, all it does is scare them. Even when it's trying it's best to be friendly.

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Holy fuck was that a lot of words. I didn't realize I could talk so much about these two 😅💖

DP x DC AU

Danny's gonna adopt all the Halfas in Gotham whether he wants to or not, and it's gonna start with the little dead girl he found after crawling out of that portal in the league base.

...........................

There's a dead little girl sitting on the rug in front of Danny's coffee table curiously eating Cheetos.

Well, she's not all the way dead, only half, could even be a little less then that, Danny would know he's sort of the leading expert on being half dead.

Her skins blue, like comic book mystique blue, vibrant and impossible to miss. Shes got these big black eyes and a nasty split going straight through her upper lip to just under her right eye.

She's also missing her nose, it's just gone, no cartilage left over just the gaping nasal cavity like skulls have.

The little girl looks dead, she is dead, or she's at least as dead as Danny is which is almost exclusively in name only.

Her name is Curaré, Danny only knows it because it's been branded into the skin of the little girls neck, just under the curve of her bald skull.

Curaré is terribly thin, the little toddler sized T-shirt she has on hangs loose around her torso where baby fat should fill it out.

She's horrible to look at, a tiny nightmare, her corpse like coloring doing nothing to mitigate the appearance.

Curaré was neither a healthy nor normal little girl, there was no way Danny could have left that league facility without her.

Oh and she almost exclusively spoke in Spanish which made finding her dinner hard.

Not that Cheetos are really dinner, little kids need to eat more then that Danny was pretty sure, like 89% sure. Although they did have a lot of calories...

Danny tilts his head absently as he looks at her, the little demon being illuminated red and green by the glow of the TV. She's enraptured by the Scooby doo rerun Gotham's only spanish language channel is playing tonight.

As if she can feel his eyes she turns to him and tilts her head the same way.

Danny blinks at her, Curaré blinks back.

" Uh- " Danny starts, trying to remember anything from his Spanish elective from sophomore year. God, his teacher had been right he had needed to study more. " The Cheetos, you like them? They're uh...bueno? Oh! Son Buenos?"

He points his finger down at the snack sized bag in her grasp, her fingers are tiny , they must be so fragile, looking at the desperate grasp they have on the bag makes Danny's chest hurt. How could anyone be so small? Had Danny ever been that small?

Curaré blinks again, long and slow, processing Danny's words. She looks down at her Cheetos and back up at Danny then she carefully holds the bag out to him.

" Oh no that's ok they're for you kiddo" Danny insists.

Curaré shakes the bag at him, like enticing a stray cat with treats but he only shakes his head again.

She gives up after that, shrugging and turning back to her cartoons.

Inside her chest Danny can feel her ghost core vibrate placidly as Scooby and Shaggy run across the TV in a panic.

Danny's own core can't help but try to match it's frequency, a low contented humming echoes between them, safe it seems to say.

Curaré can't be older then 4, which means she was resurrected young and that she died even younger. Danny doesn't know how any of it happened, halfas aren't created easily, the amount of energy needed...

She's so small.

He hopes it was fast, whatever it was that did this to her, made her like him.

Danny also hopes that her injuries aren't permanent. Some ghosts keep the carnage of their corpses well into the after life but as a Halfa Curaré should heal, even if she got those injuries during her ressurction. For her sake it'll be much easier to find some sense of normalcy if she isn't always actively bleeding, even if the blood itself is just an ecto-echo of real blood.

Danny curls his knees up to his chest and hides his face for a moment just trying to breathe. He's too young to be taking care of a toddler, he's still six months away from turning 18 and hes got school on Monday. His eyes burn and his throat constricts as he tries to swallow.

No one else but Danny would know how to take care of Curaré, and she's got no family to try and stumble their way through it. Danny can't take her back to the league and he sure as hell isn't going to search for whoever put that brand on her neck.

Even if he dropped her off at the fire station Gotham only has one Meta focused orphanage, it's state run and all the kids in it have to wear little prison style jump suits. And the food sucks, Danny can personally vouch for that.

She doesn't have a home, she's just as out of place here in Gotham as Danny is. Danny really wishes, not for the first time, that he had an adult here. Like Jazz or hell even Mr. Fuckin Lancer.

Just anyone. Anyone who could tell Danny what to do about this. Who could help him out with the child he's suddenly acquired.

He wishes anyone else was here so it wouldn't just be him and Curaré. Two dead kids sitting on the floor of a studio apartment in the Bowery watching cartoons.

What a pair the two of them will make, oh God. Danny laughs as a few tears stain his jeans.

Curaré makes a curious little noise that has Danny forcing his head up. She's reached the inevitable end of her snack sized bag and she looks absolutely devastated. She turns to look at him, tilting the empty bag towards him as if to say ' can you believe this shit!'

Danny can't help but give her a watery smile, no more crying Fenton, and wipes his nose on the back of his hand.

" Okay, one thing at a time." Danny tells himself. " You finished your Cheetos and now it's time for dinner, right? Stop me if I'm wrong."

Curaré just looks at him.

Danny's not worried, they're gonna have all the time in the world to teach her to appreciate humour and also English.

" I'm going to take that as a yes. " Danny hops up off the floor and goes to find his phone, nobody does dinner like the local Batburger.

Little foot steps follow him into the hallway, he'll have to get used to that sound he's going to be hearing it a lot.

Food first, everything would be better after they ate.

...............

For BG I imagine he's been living in Gotham for a few months and found Curaré while popping in and out of different portals in Gotham. (Who woulda guessed that some portal in Gotham leads right to the lazarus pit)

Him (Them)

( So I decided 'fuck it' pitch pearl babyyy, I've seen other people do this ship and decided well why the hell not right. Anyways have fun!)

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Phantom and his council were finally in the end processes to a peace treaty with Earth,

As years went on from what was once only the USA with their Ecto-Acts got worse. The GIW began opening in other countries without them truly realizing what they were allowing, until the Infinity Realms were at the point of declaring war on all of Earth itself.

The only reason that managed not to happen was because of Phantom finally being able to contact the Justice League and sit them down to have an actual conversation about everything that was going on.

That's where they were right now the world leaders, the 3 founders of the JL , and High King Phantom with his council arguing back and forth the peace treaty.

Phantom turned as one of the men stood up

" And just how are we supposed to truly trust you and yours to not take over or cause harm to our people?"

Others began chiming in, arguing that there was no true guarantee in what Phantom was saying.

Until a voice towards the back called out an idea

" Marriage! To truly unite our worlds in peace King Phantom must marry one of our own!"

Phantom subtly tensed the idea of a loveless marriage to a complete stranger made his core tremble with rage.

He glanced around seeing the looks of the people around him, he saw their greed for his power and status, their point for the marriage would be to control him or at least give them an advantage.

Phantom tuned out the arguing between the JL and the rest.

Thinking of what to say to get out of this situation without risking the treaty.

Snapping back to attention holding back a sharp smirk.

" Gentlemen if what you fear is the safety of your people then do not fret I have protected and saved your people and world since my creation, as for your request of a marriage to unify our world then I have wonderful news for I am already married to one of your people and even have children with him."

Phantom looked at the shocked faces around him, a couple grimacing or frowning at their missed opportunity to have control and access to him by one of their chosen.

A rather stupid man for what else could he be with what he said next.

" Then divorce him and marry someone that we find more suitable!"

Phantom's form distorted around him as he processed what he had just heard.

" Divorce? You wish for me to Divorce my husband, the one who I cherish above all else, the one I have shared my core the very being of myself with. The one who I gave my very being and soul to create our children. The one who is half my being, the one who if not for him we wouldn't be speaking at this moment because it was only his word that kept me from declaring war on your world."

"Make no mistake I do wish for peace between our worlds, many of my people are from this world and would like to continue to stay or visit especially for their loved ones, and I would like that for them without the danger of being hunted and torn apart."

"For if I wished war your planet would not stand a chance for what is a few million of your soldiers compared to my infinite soldiers that only would continue to grow as yours died."

"For him I fought and won against the previous tyrant King for daring to to cause him pain, the very King who only was defeated previously by the combined efforts of the strongest in the Infinite Realms, The very same King I defeated alone."

"So please do continue talking against my husband."

"..."

"What is his name?"

"Danny Fenton."

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