#cowritten fic

[ollysoxisfree]

I have wandered off and written a KPop Demon Hunters fic with @leomonae!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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[admirableadmiranda]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Ghost Eddie AU (Part 1)

Steve feels like he's been here before. The soft grass under his feet actually kind of looking like those idealised cartoons. Almost too green. An all too perfect paradise that surely has something wrong underneath it.

"Harrington! What are you doing here?" Eddie looks up at him from where he's laying in said grass. "Kidding, I know. I was supposed to bring you here to tell you something, uh..."

Steve sits up, hardly daring to believe his eyes. "What –Eddie?!" He pulls the other both into a hug–the metalhead nerd he thought had died days about. But that brings him back to reality. "Wait, I thought you died? Are you alive? Or am I–" he cuts himself off, unable to say the last word but he knows the other young man will understand what he's asking.

Eddie sits back. "You're not dead, I'm not alive. If I were alive I'd probably have picked a better place to meet you than... This." He sighs. "Anyway, I had to bring some shitty prophecy from people who have been dead way longer, so if you wanna talk we should probably do it before all that?" He pats the grass next to him. "I don't know what the visitation allowances for dead people are, so this might be it."

Steve seems to deflate. "Oh. I knew you coming back would be too good to be true." he sighs sadly and sits down. Beginning to understand, Harrington nods then falls silent, waiting to hear the prophecy. He has a bad feeling about it but he has to hear it, whatever it might be.

The older boy nods. "Sorry, big boy. At least you'll have something to look forward to either way now." He grins, only for a moment.

Eddie sets a hand on the grass, perfect green quickly turning red and bloody. "Monster, forged in death. Blood will spill before your reign shall end. Innocent blood, hero's blood, royal blood. Rivers run red with the fallen, stars unable to give more than tears." He gasps, spreading red suddenly pulled back to the centre. It grows again when Eddie starts to leave, surrounding Steve. "You're not the monster. Just so we're clear." Eddie says, glancing back at Steve. That's all I really know."

Steve grins back and nods though he does let out a sigh in the end "I know. Still it would be better if you were back..."

The younger boy frowns as he listens to the prophecy, confused. None of them have royal blood as far as he knows... Unless it’s talking about Will as king of his "Castle Byers" fortress. The thought makes his stomach roll. The kid’s been through enough already as it is. But honestly even if it’s not him that prophecy doesn't sound promising.

Before he can say anything the dream begins to fade. He barely has time to wave goodbye before everything goes black.

It's still dark outside when he opens his eyes. Despite the dark clouds intercut with red lightning, the stars seem brighter than usual. With how many people left Hawkins, it makes some sense. Less light pollution or something.

He should probably go back to sleep. He's still tired.

Steve almost doesn't have time to finish the thought before sleep pulls him under again. The next morning though before he goes to work he lets all the kids know they need to meet up after work or high school because he has something to tell them. The minute his shift is over at the video store he heads over with Robin.

They rush to get to him, all wanting to know what happened. Will stands at the back of the group with El.

With Hawkins so empty, there's nobody listening in, at least not as far as they can see. It'll still probably be safer to head to his house.

So they do. The journey takes some time but once they arrive Steve gets right to it. He begins at the beginning by telling them all about his dream. When it comes to the part with the prophecy he’s careful to speak every line verbatim. "Anyway, I'm pretty sure the "royal blood" they’re talking about is Will. I mean the Upside Down already got him once and he’s the one who built the fort. He’s the king of Castle Byers."

Robin looks at him. "There's a lot to unpack there, but first let's fully assume that it's real because I don't think you're that much of a pessimist. There's a lot that "royal blood" could mean for our group. I mean, your high school nickname was "King Steve," for one." She rambles off. "And then there's the fact that it doesn't necessarily mean that it's going to be one of us."

Steve nods "True. I didn’t think it could be me but I guess so. And it didn’t even occur to me that it might very well mean someone else and it’s just trying to warn us of something that’s going to happen in Hawkins," he pauses for a moment, "but it seems like that would take too much time–figuring out who in our entire town has "royal blood" we still wouldn’t know which one was right. I mean there are probably a lot more than we’d think."

He sighs.

"Well, through the same logic that got you to Will, it could be Vecna himself if we consider him king of the Upside Down or something." Dustin says, sounding hopeful for the first time since everything happened. "Now, the rest. Because it sounds like something Eddie would actually scrap because he thinks it's too cheesy or something... I think it might be worth looking into. Stars crying, maybe it's going to rain a lot or maybe he just told us that the afterlife actually is that "dead people turn into stars" thing."

Steve shrugs "I don't know but we need to figure it out somehow and I'm sure we will before any of this happens. Look, I don't think it's coming any time soon so why don't we just sleep on it and think about this for a while then come back together when we have any ideas. Or anything happens. Okay? I doubt we're going to figure it out but tonight."

[callaeidae3]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter: 5/7

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: Gen

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Relationship: Keith & Shiro (Voltron)

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Keith's Wolf (Voltron), Black Lion (Voltron), Sam Holt, Allura (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Romelle (Voltron), Krolia (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Post Season 7, Hurt Keith (Voltron), Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Threats, Death Threats, Protective Shiro (Voltron), Team as Family, Keith (Voltron) Whump

Summary:

Keith's been acting a bit odd since recovering from his injuries (post season 7). Shiro's concerned, worrying that it might have something to do with him not spending as much time with Keith as he used to, so he goes after Keith to find out what's wrong.

It turns out there's something much bigger at hand that neither of them should have to think about.

[ollysoxisfree]

Hiiiii! Just wanted to pop in and say I really love your fics, especially A Warm House, A Ruddy Fire and How Shall I Ye Ken. You write Astarion really well, and I've reread your fics multiple times while waiting for the updates (don't rush them though! Life and health comes first!). Just wanted to let you know. Hope you have a great day :)

Thank you so much :D and I'll be sure to pass it on to my beta/cowriter @leomonae !

[admirableadmiranda]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[admirableadmiranda]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[admirableadmiranda]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works