#sheith secret santa

[hemlockdumpling]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Shiro (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) Additional Tags: Sheith Secret Santa 2023, Prompt Fic, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Demon Shiro (Voltron), Human Keith (Voltron), Demon Summoning, Demon Deals, Temptation, Sins, Summoning Circles, Accidental summoning, Mention of a sliced finger, Attraction, Desire, Sexual Tension, First Kiss, Don’t repost to another site, Size Difference, big demon little mortal Summary:

Demon Shiro and his mortal client Keith meet thanks to a demonic band t-shirt and sandwich making gone wrong.

Things work out very well.

[sheithfictioncatalogue]

hi idk if this page is still maintained considering sheith is kinda fizzled out by now (except me and maybe 5 other people lol..) but I’ve been using the alphabetical tag page to find different stories for probably 3 years now, and suddenly it’s gone? Is it under maintenance or ….? I see there’s a mobile navigation which leads me to an alphabetical tag page, but it’s not the sectioned off page I’m used to seeing, each letter in its own block etc etc.

Thanks for bringing this to our notice! I corrected some settings and it should show up again. If the issue still persists let me know.

As an aside, sheith is still alive! There has been a secret santa announced https://x.com/SheithXmas/status/1834742080649711710 and their carrd https://sheithxmas2023.carrd.co/

[ursae-minoris-world]

Snow on New Altea

sheith | 2/2 | 8.3k | G | fluff, winter celebrations, team as family, worldbuilding, post-canon (no s8)

Shiro pays Keith a surprise visit at the Blades of Marmora base he is currently stationed on. He picks him up to celebrate the Winter Solstice with the Paladins, Allura, Romelle and Coran on New Altea.

My fic for @burning-moths​ for the sheith secret santa exchange!

Read it here on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/44529973/

Promote it here on twitter | on pillowfort

[derois]

💞🎉🎊🪅Happy Holidays!🎉🎊🪅💞Please enjoy my @SheithXmas of 2023 for Aya Sakate, @Aibathory on twitter. 💖🐑🐺💝

Link to "A Sheep's conundrum": archiveofourown.org/works/52647310

💞🖤❤️Sheep Shiro and Wolf Keith #sheith winter love~ I hope you like it! ❤️🖤💞

[sheithxmas]

Sheith Secret Santa 2024 begins!!

Today is the day!!!! Signups for the sheith secret santa 2024 exchange will be open from September 22nd to October 11th. Sign up form (for regular participants and pitch-hitter) is here: https://forms.gle/pFh195buVsb3Muvw9 All the details about the schedule and gift requirement and other event info can be found here: https://sheithxmas2024.carrd.co/ If you have any questions not covered by the FAQ feel free to message!!

[rangoatemybabynsfw]

I wrote a Sheith Secret Santa gift for @akira-ni-nekora!

I hope you like it!

[avidbeader]

Sheith 17K Challenge

Throwing this out there: we are 107 away from having 17K fanworks in the Sheith tag on AO3. I think it can be done by the end of the year, between Sheith Secret Santa and the general outpouring that happens for December 14. 

So, writers, if you have ideas to start even a 1st chapter, consider starting & sharing. Have an idea to extend an existing fic? Post it separately and make a series. Or if you have fic threads on Twitter that you want to hold on to, polish and post them.

Artists, you can post to AO3 as well! You only need to have a place to host the image. (I use drafts on my Tumblr account for the commissions I embed in my fics.) If you don't have an account yet, ask around - many of us with accounts have invites that we can share.

[johaerys-writes]

Shiro/Keith | Voltron: Legendary Defender | E | Ch. 2/3

Summary: During a fight with the Galra, Shiro and Keith are sucked into a wormhole and flung to the far edge of the universe. They land on an empty and unfamiliar planet, with no way of contacting the castle, but Keith isn’t too worried. Things could be worse— at least they have each other.

Until Shiro collapses.

My contribution for the Sheith Secret Santa 2022 event on twitter! Some comfort and tender caretaking after the hurt <3

Read on AO3!

Keith wakes up to an empty bed.

The sheets are still warm when Keith reaches out to touch them, and so is Shiro’s pillow. The blanket that Keith had draped over himself the previous night was tucked around his shoulders while he slept, probably when Shiro got out of bed.

“Shiro?” Keith sits up and groggily rubs at his eyes, trying to orient himself in the dark room. It is empty, too, and there’s no response. He pushes himself up, stretches his arms over his head. It is still dark beyond Black's window. The stars are bright, glittering silver pins in the night sky; exactly the same as when he went to sleep, hours ago. Seven hours and some minutes, to be exact. There are planets whose days are much longer than Earth’s, and the one they’ve landed on seems to be one of them. Dawn could still be hours, perhaps even days away from breaking.

“Shiro?” Keith calls again, more loudly now, padding across the room. He pushes the door to the cockpit open, only to find Shiro crouched beneath the pilot seat. There is a screwdriver in his hand, and he’s fiddling with some wires. He is still in the sweats and tee Keith helped him change into the previous night, but he has his helmet on his head.  

He looks so big in the narrow cockpit, so imposing. His broad frame and long legs barely fit in the cramped space below the monitors, yet Keith wouldn’t know it by the way he moves in it, with practised ease, as if it were built for him. He’s mumbling something to himself,  trying the comms over and over as he works, but the words come muffled from within the helmet.

Keith clears his throat, to which Shiro finally jolts around.

“Keith,” he breathes in surprise. He seems much more lucid than the previous night, but he’s still a little pale, and there are dark circles under his eyes. He crawls a little from under the cockpit to glance up at him. “Sorry— did I wake you?”

“You didn’t. I woke up by myself.” Keith glances around, at the tools that lie scattered on the floor. “What, uh… what are you doing there?”

Shiro takes off his helmet and sets it beside him on the ground. His hair sits flat on his head, his silver forelock tucked back. He’s still a little sweaty, like last night, his forehead gleaming. Keith doesn’t like how waxy his skin looks, how dark his eyes. “The power system controls seem to have been damaged during the landing,” he says. “And I think there’s something wrong with the drive condition monitors. I was trying to fix them.”

“Oh. Um… okay.” Keith frowns. The power system? The drive condition monitors? He couldn’t care less about those right now. Shiro should still be in bed, resting. He was burning up with fever the previous night, after collapsing right before Keith’s eyes; surely he isn't ready to go straight to trying to fix Black, right?

Keith’s first instinct is to run to Shiro and take the helmet and the tools from his hands and demand he go back to bed. He resists that urge as he takes a step closer, and in the gentlest tone he can manage he asks him, "How are you feeling? You didn’t seem very well last night.” And that’s putting it mildly, he adds to himself.

"I’m feeling great," Shiro says. “Much better than last night. Sorry about all that, by the way. I must have really worried you.” He gives Keith a warm, reassuring smile.

It doesn’t reassure Keith in the slightest.  

“Your fever was really high last night, Shiro,” he says. “And you…” You almost died , Keith thinks, but doesn’t give voice to that thought. Shiro does look better. He’s up and about and can hold a conversation. Perhaps he really is better; perhaps last night was just a freak accident, some sort of weird space flu that lasts only for a day and then goes away as suddenly as it came.

Somehow, Keith can’t bring himself to believe that.

“Keith, I’m fine,” Shiro says, noticing his silence. “Really.”

“Yeah,” Keith mumbles quickly, “yeah, I know, but—”

You almost died, he thinks again, and his stomach ties up in knots. That same worry and unease grips his hard, unyielding. He wants to take the tools out of Shiro’s hands and march him back to bed, to tuck him under the blankets and not let him get up again until he’s absolutely sure, one hundred percent positive, that Shiro is okay.

There is something Shiro told him once, years before.

It was back when they were both at the Garrison, a few months before the Kerberos mission— stars, it’s like a lifetime has passed since then. They'd snuck out together after curfew to stargaze on the Garrison's roof. They’d brought drinks and snacks with them, as always, but it wasn’t quite the same as other times. Shiro had been quiet and pensive. His hand had been acting up that day, his fingers trembling and going painfully numb; Shiro often tried to brush it away with a joke to lighten the mood, but there were times when he turned glum, his eyes staring inwards. Conversation had soon drifted to Shiro's illness, his childhood that had been filled with hospital visits and endless examinations, the loneliness they brought. Shiro had told Keith of his tenth birthday, how he'd had to stay the whole day at the hospital, unable to move; his grandpa had to bring him the cup of water and hold the straw close to his mouth so Shiro could drink. He couldn't even do that by himself.

I hated feeling so helpless, Shiro had whispered. Keith knows Shiro well enough to understand that he's feeling the same.

“Right,” Keith says, and pushes his sleeves up. He crouches under the monitors and crawls next to Shiro. If he can’t march him back to bed, then he sure as hell won’t let him fiddle with faulty equipment for hours on his own. “I checked the drive condition system yesterday. There wasn’t enough power to fully charge it up, but I think this wire here must be at fault. The landing must have shaken a couple of them loose. Pass me the screwdriver?” He holds his palm out, waiting.

Shiro smiles, a little surprised, as he reaches into the toolbox behind him and hands Keith what he asked for. “I think there’s more than a couple loose wires,” he says. “Altean engineering isn’t my forte, but if we find what’s wrong with it, we might be able to get the star track sensors up and working. It’s worth a shot.”

Keith nods, squinting at the maze of white-blue wires crisscrossing beneath the sleek surface of Black’s deck. After he identifies the issue, he and Shiro deliberate for a moment on how to proceed. They agree to clean and remove the broken part of the wire and glue the remaining bits together for a quick and temporary fix until they can find a proper replacement. Keith holds the two ends while Shiro connects them with the fibre glue from the emergency kit.

“Okay. Ready to try the sensors now?”

“Aye, Captain,” Shiro says, and rises up to his knees to flip the activation switch.

The screen lights up, making a soft thrumming noise. Shiro whoops enthusiastically when readings start flashing on the screen from Black’s external sensors, but it doesn’t last very long before it all dies back down and goes dark. Keith shakes his head and sighs.

“Seems like we need to wait a little longer for the batteries to charge.” He returns the tools back inside the kit. “We’ll try it again later.”

“That sounds like a plan.” Shiro can’t quite hide the disappointment from his smile of agreement. “I tried the comms as well, while you were sleeping. There was only radio static. I tried to alter the frequencies of the infrared system Pidge installed— I played around with the base settings and rebooted the system, but nothing worked. I suppose that will have to wait, too. But,” he adds, helping Keith secure the lid of the toolkit and set it aside, “I did manage to locate Red, which means the internal radars are slowly coming back online.”

"How long will that take, do you think?"

"Impossible to tell. A day or two, if we’re lucky. If nothing else has been damaged that I haven’t been able to find. Whatever we do, we'll need to preserve power. I'm assuming your lion is the same?"

"Pretty much.”

Shiro nods. "We'll probably have to go check up on her soon, make sure everything’s where it’s supposed to be. That ion cannons really did a number on them both." He pushes himself to his feet, but then he stops, swaying. He almost loses his balance, grabbing the back of his pilot seat so he doesn't fall.

Keith is next to him in an instant, holding him upright. "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine," Shiro murmurs, blinking. "Probably just a dizzy spell."

Keith presses his knuckles to Shiro's brow. "Damn it, Shiro, you're still burning up." The worry that Keith has been trying to suppress now returns tenfold. “You should have just stayed in bed.”

“Keith, I told you I’m okay,” Shiro chuckles, more than a little breathless as he lets Keith guide him back inside the room.

“Like hell you are.” Keith helps him sit at the edge of the bed, then grabs the Altean thermometer from the bedside table. The fever isn’t as high as the night before, only a few ticks above normal, but still high enough to warrant an extended stay in bed, rather than crouching on the floor and fixing faulty wires. He urges Shiro to lie back down, to which the other man obeys, amidst laughing protests. “You should be resting, not doing chores."

“You know what they say, I’ll rest when I’m dead.”

“That joke wasn’t funny the first time you said it,” Keith grumbles. “It still isn’t.”

Shiro grins at his frustration. “I thought my sense of humour was the reason we became friends in the first place.”

“Not really, no,” Keith murmurs as he deactivates the thermometer and stands up. He can’t quite hide the smile that curls his lips at the memory of Shiro though, tall and broad and towering over Keith and his old classmates in his strapping Garrison uniform, and completely oblivious to the fact that his car was being stolen right under his nose. “But I bet your superiors at the Garrison thought you had a wicked sense of humour when you dragged me in there like a lost puppy.”

“Hey. You earned that, fair and square.”

Keith hums a quiet laugh, his cheeks feeling a little hot at the praise as he walks to the food cupboard. “We should eat something,” he says, rummaging through the packets of protein bars and the juice boxes. “Don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”

“Anything but that gross Altean jelly,” Shiro says, then groans when Keith throws him not one, but two packets.

“Consider this an appetiser while I make us some actual food,” Keith calls from within a cupboard that looks rather promising. There are dehydrated deep sea vegetables from Ukkotil and some sort of dried mushroom powder, and the closest thing to rice Keith has seen since stepping foot in space. He isn’t sure how Shiro got his hands on it —probably at the outdoor market in Olkarion that they visited a while back— but he thinks he might be able to make something edible out of it.

“I could help, you know,” Shiro says behind him. “Those vegetables are a nightmare to chop.”

“Good thing I’m great with knives, then.” Keith winks at him over his shoulder as he tosses the cutting knife in the air, then catches it with a flourish before cutting the vegetables in neat and thin slices at lightning speed. Shiro clicks his tongue.

“Show off,” he says.

Keith laughs, but then he goes quiet, focusing on his task.

Read the rest on AO3!

[neekqueen1]

Sheith Secret Santa!!

Here's my #Sheith secret santa gift for Akira! I'll be psoting the chapters over the next few days! Thanks for y'all patience and Happy Holidays!!

@akira-ni-nekora

[shirocomplex]

I Still Fall For You (Like Suns do for Skies)

| Voltron | Sheith | 4.7k | T | Coffee Shop, Domestic Fluff, Post-Canon fix-it |

For Adodd_Arts on Twitter, written for the 2022 Sheith Secret Santa. Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas! Credit for the Spacebucks design goes to @mumbling-canadian-fiction, thank you for your help with the banner!

Summary:

The war is over, but Keith and Shiro find themselves busier than ever. Between the newly reformed Blade of Marmora and the Atlas, there is no shortage of work.

So when Hunk invites them to his newly opened cafe, Keith and Shiro take the opportunity for a well deserved break.

Together.

Read it on AO3!

[hemlockdumpling]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Keith's Wolf (Voltron) Additional Tags: Sheith Secret Santa 2021, Plants, Flowers, Alternate Universe - Flower Shop, plant store au, Pining Keith (Voltron), Flower Shop Owner Keith, Jogger Shiro, Morning Routines, Minor Allura/Lance (Voltron), Don’t repost to another site, Rescue, Blushing, Love at First Sight, Language of Flowers, Awkward Flirting Summary:

Proprietor of The Planty Plant flower shop, Keith thrives on routine and quieter spells in life.

But a stranger jogging past his shop every morning makes Keith want to learn more about him and that means deviating from his strict, solitary life.

Written for Sheith Secret Santa 2021 pinch hit.

[polydraws]

S: Ok listen to this one, what did a snowman tell to the other? K: Omg Shiro please don't S: Wait-wait-wait let me finish xD K: No, your dad jokes are terrible

This is my gift for @miyu1963 on twitter I am your Secret Santa i hope you like it 😊

[ursae-minoris-world]

Some sheith cuddles as a @sheithxmas secret santa gift for https://twitter.com/elen42564!

This drawing on [twitter] [bluesky] [pillowfort]

[sebayard]

Hello! Here is my @sheithsecretsanta fic for @cetaceans-pls. I went with the prompt modern day au with a smidge of protective keith and a lil taste of hurt/comfort, and naturally I had to throw some fluff in there too. I hope you enjoy it! 

behold the body

sheith | T | 2.7k | complete | childhood friends to lovers | keith pov

“Just because you can’t see it,” his mother says, “doesn’t mean the moon isn’t there, Keith. Don’t worry, she’s still keeping you company at night.”

The moon is Keith’s first friend. Shiro, bursting with light, is his second.

Read on AO3

[sheithxmas]

Ho-ho-ho!! It's the time of year for another Sheith Community Secret Santa to get started! Signups will open Friday September 29th and will stay open until Friday October 13th. Carrd with faq and schedule is linked in the bio. Spread the news!! 🎄🎅🤶🎁

[nigiyakapepper]

hi @reyvest! thank u for bearing with the lateness (i wanted to wait for snow but we didn't have a lot) ^^; here's your @sheithsecretsanta gift!

sheith go on a walk, but while keith admires the view, shiro admires the keith (plus a second version by a snowy patch)