#sheitor

[seiteki9]

2 out of 3 pieces (tumblr doesn’t like the 3rd one) drawn for my fic -Yearning for a feeling- for the Discipline case zine

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42319392

[ashitanoyuki-on-ao3]

I have to figure out how much physical torture is going to be included in the next chapter of Blade in Hand. Because I mean, I like me a soft, reasonable Lotor as much as (probably more than) anyone else, but... not in this fic. It's going to be a fine line to walk, because TOO much torture and Keith will absolutely not fall in love with Lotor, and I need him to do that; but not enough torture and it just doesn't feel right given Lotor's background.

There are some good, plot-relevant reasons for Lotor to hold back, which he'll figure out relatively early into the interrogation. So that's something. I can use that as the line to walk.

(Did I mention the ENEMIES part of enemies to lovers?)

Meanwhile, Shiro, hanging out in the mindscape of the black lion: "I sure hope that Keith, my favorite person who I love so completely platonically, isn't having a bad time right now!"

[living-for-fiction]

Keith becomes sick in his cell. Lotor takes him to the medbay, where they discuss Lotor's Imperial abilities, as well as Keith's odd medical results. Lotor offers Keith a chance to clean up and view the Sincline ships; seeing this as an opportunity to take information back to Voltron, Keith accepts.

[fan-tashia]

Shotor 👏 and 👏 Sheitor 👏 are 👏 such 👏 underrated 👏 ships.

[devilsofficialfanfic]

Update Friday

Victory’s Contagious: Shiro isn’t a monk, but he does have eyes

r/NuclearRevenge: The Paladins should start running now

The Eternal Hourglass: Owo what’s that? I finally updated this after six months?

[wooang-angmako]

Credits by me: LIAH♡ Please do not steal♡

First time drawing Lotor

H E PRETTY💕

[oofoofx3]

I’m tired of these ship wars

Instead of being the Klance fandom, the Sheith fandom, the Allurance fandom, etc., why don’t we just be the Voltron fandom?

I can’t go on social media without seeing people fighting with eachother about the relationships of two or more characters. I’m sick of it.

We are a community, united by the shared love and appreciation for Voltron. We are the Voltron community.

Please reblog. I want this to be heard.

[misterpoofofficial]

aaaaa so glad i get to post this q///q matching sheitor icons commissioned by @gayestpaladin!! i had a lot of fun making them <33

[strangeroseart]

this has probably been done before, but i figured why not?

please don’t steal or repost

[lasersheith]

Sheitor is one of my many weaknesses. 100% Prime Japanese Beef with half-Galra buns

[sugarssaur]

No one tagged me but here it is my top 10 vld OTPs:

1. Sheith (the ship that owns my heart and soul)

2. Heith

3. Kidge

4. Punk/Hidge

5. Allurance

6. Lotura

7. Keitor

8. Hunay

9. Zethzor

10. Krolia x Heath

Bonus: 

11. Krolivan

12. Uliro

13. Pallura.

+ Polyships!

1. Sheitor

2. Shkatt

3. Shallureith

4. Polydins 

Tagging @that-meiko-girl @turnourterrorintogold and @l-o-v-e4mokona

[yikeskogane]

can we get a high school au where lotor is the queen bee (or ultra popular diva!) and shiro is the beloved golden boy (the cutest jock w puppy eyes!) and keith is the ultimate bad boy (or broody art nerd!) and they all fall in love thanks ??

[ashitanoyuki-on-ao3]

Me, picking up Blade in Hand for the first time in months: All right, where was I? Oh yes, Keith is Having a Very Bad Time and It's About to Get Worse.

[shirogane-prince]

Hey so uuhhhh Rocky Horror Picture Show AU 

This was just my horny excuse to draw Lotor as Tim Curry Frank n Furter, let's be honest with ourselves

[bloomejasmine]

Keith lifting his two huge boyfriends is the only valid sheitor

[devilsofficialfanfic]

The Eternal Hourglass

Chapter 15: Safety

Lotor woke slowly, an unfamiliar sound dragging him from his dreams.

Not an unwelcome or distressing sound. Rather, a comforting one, one that could lull him right back to sleep.

He almost let it, except that he was instantly suspicious of this comforting noise; perhaps it was a trap of some kind. A trick.

Lotor had insisted on sleeping on the side of the bed closest to Rallir’s cradle, for two reasons.

One: he wouldn’t have to climb over anyone if Rallir woke in the middle of the night.

Two: he was between Rallir and everyone else this way; they’d have to go through him, first, before they could even thinking of harming his son.

Shiro was on the far side, and Keith was in the middle.

After a moment of listening, Lotor realized the sound was a purr. Not Kova’s purr, of course; he had no idea if Kova was even still alive, and this purr wasn’t continuous, the way a cat’s was.

It wasn’t Rallir, either. He would have known instantly if it was, and anyway, Rallir never purred unless he was being held or at least touched.

No, he realized, it was coming from right next to him.

He steeled himself and looked.

It was Keith. Of course.

Shiro and Keith were so entangled it was difficult to tell where one stopped and the other began, but it was Keith’s purr he heard. Humans didn’t purr, and Lotor certainly couldn’t anymore.

So it had to be Keith.

He looked content. Happy.

Happier than he ever was when he was awake.

And why shouldn’t he be happy? He was in the arms of the man he loved, the man he’d crossed the universe for. He loved, and was loved.

Letting them sleep in his bed tonight had been a mistake. It wasn’t that he was envious of their love; indeed, he was happy for them, he truly was.

But… He knew he could never have what they had. He’d always known that, but now, After… and with a front-row seat to their love, it was hard.

He should send them on their way. They had the Black Lion; it wouldn’t take them long to find allies, surely.

And yet… He was selfish. He didn’t want them to go. He wanted to pretend -even if it hurt -that they were here because he was part of what they had, part of this beautiful, uncomplicated love.

And if -when, he reminded himself -they left, he would be alone.

He’d have Rallir, of course, but that wasn’t the same. Wasn’t quite what he needed.

He thought about getting up and leaving, doing something -anything -to get away from what he could never have, but Keith, still fast asleep and purring, reached out to him.

And Lotor, because he was so terribly weak, let himself be pulled in further.

-

Keith woke, surrounded by warmth.

There was a bubbly feeling in his chest, and it- was he purring?

Huh.

It felt really nice, actually. Like a full-body deep tissue massage, without the ache.

He reached out sleepily to the warmth in front of him. This was so nice, it really was; Keith could cry with how nice it was. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this relaxed and at ease.

“Morning,” he said to the person he was pressed up against, assuming (wrongly) that it was Shiro.

There was a long silence, and Keith finally looked.

Yellow eyes stared down at him, and Keith realized he’d managed to wrap himself pretty much completely around Lotor in his sleep.

Lotor looked as embarrassed as Keith felt.

Keith’s purr died in his throat.

“Good morning, Keith,” Lotor said neutrally, but Keith could practically hear his internal screaming. He made no move to extricate himself, though, so that had to be a good sign, right?

“Um. Hi,” Keith said. He couldn’t be expected to be eloquent this early in the morning. “Sleep well?”

“...Yes,” Lotor said, finally looking away. “And you?”

“Yeah,” Keith said. “Is this...ok?”

“Yes,” Lotor whispered.

Keith hadn’t expected that. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting actually, but definitely not that.

He wanted to… He wasn’t sure, actually. Touch Lotor? Not sexually, but in a way to make him...his?

Why was this happening?

Shiro stirred against Keith’s back, and Keith breathed a sigh of relief.

“Morning,” Shiro murmured against Keith’s neck.

“I should check on Rallir,” Lotor said.

“He’s not even awake yet,” Keith said. “Stay, just for a few minutes.”

Lotor hesitated, then nodded. “Alright.”

Shiro yawned. “We should talk,” he said.

Lotor stiffened. “About what?”

“Did you sleep well?” Shiro asked.

“Yes.” Lotor’s voice was small. Almost timid. That couldn’t be right, though.

“So us being here helped? At least a little?”

“Maybe. I don’t dream every night. Just...most nights.”

“I think the last time I slept that well was before the Kerberos launch,” Shiro said.

“Kerberos…” Lotor said softly, rolling what was probably an unfamiliar word around in his mouth. “Is that when you were captured by the Galra?”

Shiro nodded.

“Over five years ago, then,” Lotor said, almost to himself. “If it helps you, feel free to sleep here whenever you need.”

“Lotor,” Shiro began, “this isn’t just about what I need, or what Keith needs. It’s also about what you need. So. What do you need?”

“I can’t ask for that,” Lotor said, refusing to look at either of them.

“Yes, you can,” Keith said, putting a hand on Lotor’s knee. “It’s ok. You’ve helped us so much. Let us help you.”

Lotor sighed. His claws came out, and he began absently picking at them. “No. It’s not- It’s not right. And you wouldn’t want to, anyway. Maybe it would be best if you left, now, before I- before you began to… see what I am now. What I had to become. I’m not...you wouldn’t want… I’m-“

“That’s ok,” Keith said. “It’s ok. We do want to, or we wouldn’t have offered.”

“I feel safe with you,” Lotor whispered, so softly that Keith barely heard. “For the first time in a very long time, I feel safe, and that’s… I trust you with my son, as if you were his- as if we were… married, and I never thought… I never thought that I could ever have something like this, and then you just… You make it so easy, but I know it won’t stay easy. I know it will be hard, and I fear that you will leave, and I can’t- I have lost so much already; anymore would be too much, I think.”

“Lotor…” Keith said. He didn’t know what to say to all that.

“Lotor, we wouldn’t leave just because things got hard. I am...honored, that you feel safe with us, and that you trust us with your son. Do you think we would just...throw that away? Because things got difficult? Look, I didn’t go through the same things you did, but I have my demons, and Keith had his, and you have yours. We’re...damaged, yes, but maybe we can help each other.”

Keith could tell that Lotor wanted that; his yearning was tangible. But something was stopping him, and he didn’t quite know what. He could guess, though. “We’re not going to hurt you, ok? We can go as fast or as slow as you want. You feel safe here, and you are. Let us just...take care of you.”

Lotor hesitated, for just a second, but then he pulled Keith into an embrace. “Thank you,” he whispered. “I… I could never have asked for that.”

“You can,” Keith said. “And I’ll ask for things, and Shiro will ask, and we’ll...take care of each other. That’s how it works.”

“Alright.” He held onto Keith for a moment longer. “I really should check on Rallir; he’s usually up by now.”

Keith let him get up, and he seemed… lighter, if not happier, than he had been previously. A step in the right direction, at least.