For Voltron: Legendary Defender’s 10th anniversary, we are hosting sheith week. Create something to celebrate 10 years of Sheith! No sign ups needed. June 10-16, 2026
For VLD's 10th anniversary, we are hosting sheith week from June 10-16!
Create something to celebrate 10 years of Sheith! No sign ups needed. Participate on tumblr, bluesky, or by posting directly to the AO3 and Squidge collections. If you're over 18, you can also join our discord for extra motivation! (The invite is on carrd.)
the prompts
day 1: Canon Divergence or AU
day 2: Fake Dating or Arranged Marriage
day 3: Myths or Magic
day 4: The Shack or Black Lion
day 5: Beach Episode or Carnival Festival
days 6 & 7: Free Days
Rules & posting info at sheithweek.carrd.co
(and also under the cut)
how to take part
Create a new sheith fanwork (or several!) and post it during the event! It's okay to finish a WIP stashed on your computer.
No sign-ups needed!
All fanworks types are welcome, and they can be made in any language.
We have no general content restrictions. All genres and tropes are allowed, as well as crossovers and fusions. All ratings are okay. Just tag your work honestly so people can filter/skip!
If you plan to post in pieces across the week, plan to post the final part before the event closes.
Sneak peeks are fine, but please don’t post the whole fill until it’s sheith week!
Prompts are open to your interpretation. Post on the day that corresponds to the prompt you are filling. Go by your own timezone! If your fill includes *multiple* prompts, post on any corresponding day.
If your work does not feature a prompt, post on days 6 & 7, which are free days. You can also use these to post any remaining prompt fills!
Positively no generative AI may be used in any part of the creation of event works.
posting & sharing
AO3 collection: sheithweek
Squidge collection: sheithweek
To share your fills on tumblr: Mention @bangsheith so we get a notification! And tag your posts "sheith week 2026"
And the prompt list for the 10 year vld anniversary is officially live!!
What is it? A month long event celebrating the 10 year anniversary of Netflix's Voltron Legendary Defender
When is it? The Fest will be hosted from May 12th to June 10th 2026, so it'll be held over 30 days
How can I participate? By creating fanworks based on the prompt list, this can range from just doing one or two prompts over just doing the golden or going all out and completing the whole list
What are those golden days anyways? Those are prompts focusing on you and your relationship to the show. Feel free to use them to highlight your fav aspects or to chat about them
Okay but how do I get my work linked to the event? By either @-ing us directly or using the #vldtenyearanniversaryfestday[current date]. There'll also be an AO3 collection and a discord channel (both will be linked once available)
So our rules:
and most importantly we're all here to have fun so please understand that the rules are a way to ensure that
This is an open to all Fest we will not be tolerating bullying for any reason be it ships/headcanons/whatever. There is no except fors or buts in this, this is a multiship friendly event
The use of LLMs ("Gen AI") is strictly prohibited for this event
Please be sure to tag content warnings if they apply uncensored, so people's personal dashboard curation actually works
"Decided to sleep with the fishes, eh, Shiro? You know, the hammock is less sandy."
(In a sudden twist, Shiro finds himself on the vacation he's been yearning for.)
My first Sheith story, written for Sheith on Vacation organised by @bangsheith
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Keith/Shiro (established relationship). 1,200 words. Rated G. Written for @bangsheith's #sheithonvacation
Context if you need it: Kuro and Shiro are twins who only met a couple of years ago. Kuro managed Keith’s coffee shop while Keith and Shiro were in space. They’ve just come home, and the three of them are on a much-needed vacation.
Read Firehouse Coffee on Drive right over here
Eighteen months sounded like a long time, but the months slipped by one after another, and before Kuro knew it, Keith and Shiro had returned to Earth.
They’d kept in touch during the mission. Kuro had sent regular updates about the coffee shop that he’d kept running with the help of Keith’s father—Tex, he’d said to call him. Keith’s old apartment building had been renovated, so Kuro had signed a one-year lease to test it out, and when it came time for renewal, hadn’t hesitated to extend it. The summers here were brutal, but he’d taken Shiro’s advice and stayed indoors during the heat of the day, and explored the city after sundown.
And now . . . he was in Hawai’i with a pina colada in hand and the blue Pacific stretched to the horizon.
“Can’t believe how gorgeous it is here.”
Keith. Kuro had left him and Shiro snoozing by the pool and gone for a walk that had taken him past the pool bar.
“Shiro still sleeping?” he asked.
“Yeah, he’s out cold. What are you drinking?”
“Pina colada.”
“Sounds good. I’ll be right back.”
Ten minutes later, Keith settled on the adjacent lounge chair with his own cocktail and a plate of nachos that he held out to Kuro. “Shiro would yell if he saw me eating this,” he said. “We’ve gotta hide the evidence.”
“But you're on vacation.”
“Right? That's what I said.”
Kuro held out his glass. “Cheers.”
Laughing, Keith tapped their glasses together. “Seriously, how much did you hate the last two years?”
“I did think about quitting the first time the temperature went above a hundred, but your dad talked me out of it.”
“I'm glad the two of you get along. He can be pig-headed.”
“He told me that he and Shiro didn’t get along when they first met?”
“They did not,” Keith said with emphasis. “My pop thought he was too showy. Shiro was on the news a lot back then. He tried his damnedest to impress him, but my dad's real stubborn.”
“What changed?”
Keith took a long sip of his drink. “A few years ago I crashed my bike pretty good. Wrist was out of commission, so I couldn’t work. Shiro was working full-time on the base, but any time he wasn't there, he was in the shop helping my dad. Actually learned to make a decent cup by the time my brace came off. I’m not sure he actually slept that month. Anyway, my pop’s gone easier on him since then.”
Behind his sunglasses, Kuro widened his eyes. “I can’t imagine anyone not liking him. He’s got one of those personalities everyone seems drawn to.”
“I don’t get it either, although when we first started talking—this is when he first came into the shop, so seven years ago—I figured it was just because he’s nice to everyone. Kind of makes you jealous.”
“So did you ask him out?”
“Hell no. Like I said, I didn’t even realize he was interested. He came in with flowers on my birthday and I was so shocked, I spilled coffee all over the counter. He was embarrassed, turned bright red. Even his ears. That’s when I knew he was serious. So I kissed him and, uh, well.” Keith rubbed his neck. “We’ve been together ever since.”
“Except when you ditch him to drink with me before noon.”
“We are on vacation,” Keith echoed.
“Surprised you wanted to come along. Are you sure you don’t want me to make myself scarce to the two of you can have some time together? I won’t be offended.”
Keith removed his sunglasses and cleared his throat as he met Kuro’s eyes. “Let me ask you something. Have you ever lived on board a spacecraft with someone for eighteen months?”
“That bad, huh?”
“Microscopic. I could touch both walls if I held my arms out. I’d dive in front of a car for him, but trust me, we logged enough together time for the next year. You sure we’re not getting in the way of your work?”
“Nah. I appreciate having willing models.”
“Cool.” Keith put his sunglasses back on and lay back on his chair.
A while later, Shiro found the two of them. He was wearing a god-awful patterned shirt he’d bought in the hotel’s gift shop and sat on Keith's chair, pulling his feet onto his lap.
“I should have guessed he’d be with you. He left his towel by the pool.”
“I don’t think he meant to sleep,” Kuro said. “You look a little pink.”
“Already? Then I’d better get out of the sun for a while.”
Kuro motioned to the tethered umbrella between their chairs. “I’ve got sunscreen in my bag.”
Without disturbing Keith, Shiro unfastened the strap and cranked the umbrella open. He accepted the sunscreen Kuro held out and stole a drink from the cocktail Keith had set aside.
“That's not half bad,” he said.
“There’s beach service,” Kuro said. “We can get you your own drink, though I’m not sure about another chair.”
“Keith and I can fit. You should have seen the bed on board the ship.”
“He mentioned the cabin was small.”
“I’m lucky he didn’t divorce me,” Shiro said with a wry laugh.
“He loves the hell out of you,” Kuro said. “Anyone who looks at you two can see it.”
“So I don’t have to worry about him running off with you?”
“I’m straight. Sorry.”
Shiro flagged down a waiter and ordered another round of drinks. He laughed at the surprise look on Kuro’s face. “I do know how to relax,” he said. “So. What are your plans when we get back?”
Kuro knew his brother wasn't asking about his work schedule. This was Future Talk.
“Why,” he said with a grin to lighten the mood. “You want your apartment back?”
“I'd really love it if you stay.” Shiro frowned. “I realize that’s selfish of me to say, especially since I've been off world for almost two years, but I’d really love it if we lived close by.”
Kuro cleared his throat. “Tex has been talking about a place for sale out by him and Krolia. It’s small, just one bedroom, and it needs some work, but it’s got good light. If you don’t think it’s a bad idea, I thought I might set up an appointment to see it.”
“Careful,” Keith mumbled. “My pop comes in without knocking. He’ll probably drink all your beer.”
Shiro’s head whipped to the side. “How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to know you're not worried that I’ll leave you for your brother.”
Keith sat up and yawned. A cheerful server arrived with their next round of drinks, and Keith accepted his refill with a grin that he pressed to Shiro’s cheek.
“Thanks, baby.”
As Kuro watched, Shiro’s face turned red.
“See what I mean?” Keith said. “Even the ears.”
Kuro laughed into his own drink. He was already feeling better about the whole property ownership thing. When he traveled for work, he certainly wouldn’t lack house sitters. Did this mean he’d finally get to see the inside of an Ikea? Of course, he’d have to live with the oppressive Arizona heat—but, well, there was always air conditioning.
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