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Terren Escapee by Chaos_Universeson - Voltron: Legendary Defender https://archiveofourown.org/works/42385164 via @ao3org

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Unbound Incubus

Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender

Relationships: Shiro/Keith

    Keith did not understand why meeting Shiro’s friends had him completely in emotional knots but it did. He checks his outfit for the third time in the full-length mirror. He brushes his hair back and pulls it into a ponytail. He likes his more human appearance. Not that he did not like his tiny bat wings and little horns. He also likes Shiro’s farmstead. You think with as many cats as the weretiger had the place would smell like cat. It smells like lavender, musk, and some other scent that was unique to the weretiger.

    He walks out of the room. The bedroom that Shiro informed him was his for as long as he stayed on Earth. He really wanted was Shiro’s bed with Shiro in it. The weretiger was proving to be strong-willed. Keith was not sure if he was proud of that or annoyed. He had yet to decide on which emotion it was. Shiro was quite good at saying no. Keith respected that even if he did not understand. The sex demon thought he was losing his touch.

    He sits down on the sofa and picks up one of the books Shiro had recommended. It was a book on human manners. The demon truth be told found the book fascinating. Shiro also had told him not many practiced their manner correctly. The weretiger wished they would. For good manners would smooth over many a not great situation. So the lust demon sat and read. He wanted to navigate this human-centered world without too many mistakes on his part. Red jumped up on his lap, curled up on her favorite supernatural being and purred in her sleep.

    Shiro came in from feeding his cats. He sees his unintentional guest. Red was sleeping in Keith’s lap. He was going to be introducing the demon of lust to his friends this evening. He was praying to the ones who walked this world before them that it ends well. Lance’s attitude was the only thing he thinks could put a damper on this. Well, maybe Pidge’s ‘I have no filter that the gods installed’ might even create tension. He just didn't know. He was just glad his many streams of income work so well. He had book royalties coming in as well as his work as an insurance salesperson twice a week.

    Shiro disappears into his own bedroom. He takes a shower to wash the farm off him. As he washes he wonders what Keith might want to do to earn his own money. Shutting the water off. He steps out, drys off, and then gets dressed. He wanders out to where Keith was sitting. “Keith, I hate to interrupt your reading.” Keith looks over the top of his book. Which Shiro had to admit was super cute to himself. “What do you think you might want to do to make money?”

    “Well I know I don’t want to whore myself out,” Keith smirks as he pets Red. He watches the emotions play across Shiro’s face he knew the word choice was shocking even in its truth. “That would be easier and what I know. Well, what I am used to.” He pauses. “I would like to learn how to build motorcycles or fix them or both.”

    “I will get books on that. I will also see about getting you a laptop or a tablet so you can take online classes in that subject.” Shiro smiles. “I think a vocation that is not what you happen to be is a great idea.” His gaze is warm to Keith. “I think you create beautiful motorcycles. I also think you create beautiful art.”

    Keith put his chin in his hands. “Maybe I could do more than one thing. I could write erotica at night and build motorcycles during the day. Erotica would be easy I know the sex.” Shiro nods.

    Later that evening, Shiro answers the door as the doorbell peels through the house. His friends were all there. Including some of Coran’s friends who were Elders of the Supernatural world. “Come in everyone.” Keith looks over at the door and the people streaming in. Red hisses at the intrusion and disappears abandoning Keith to these strangers. Everyone looks at him in surprise. The group of incoming supernaturals recognized the kind of supernatural before them just not what type.

    “You wanted a meeting.” Allura looks at her friend strangely as she weaves at Keith. She had not yet sensed what he was. She just knew he was different. “Who is this?”

    “Everyone please sit down I’ll explain why I called a meeting.” Shiro goes to stand behind the chair that Keith was sitting in. They both watch as the others all take their seats. “This is Keith. He is a demon of lust.”

    “Now Shiro,” Lance breaks in. “If you were really that hard up you did not need to call a demon of lust up to help you out. I have a black book full of people you could meet.”

    “Lance.” Shiro’s voice held that tone of annoyance that most people did not miss unless the person in question was Lance. “He was summoned not by me but by some babies who had no clue what they were doing. He is unbound. No contract. Nothing to send him back to where he is from.” Lance blinks. Shiro points at the ratty looking book on the table. “They used that book Allura.” Allura picks up the book and begins leafing through it.

    “Oh boy,” her eyes widen, “This is one of those books that I’m gonna lock in my locked bookshelves. Where did they get this?!”

    “No clue. It’s an old book.” Shiro shrugs.

    “So your new roommate is a lust demon.” Pidge’s gaze rakes over Keith in a way that sets his teeth on edge. “He is not dressed like one. He looks pretty normal for a human looking person.”

    Keith’s eyes narrow. He was dressed in a t-shirt, flannel, and skinny jeans. His hair pulled back into a ponytail. “I refuse to become an experiment.”

    Hunk realizing what Keith was seeing. “Pidge whatever your thinking. No. You're not turning him into an experiment.”

    “What is he going to do with his time?” Coran looks between the two. He could see something forming there. It was too soon to tell what it was exactly.

    “Thinking about writing erotica.” Keith shrugs, “at least until I learn how to create, and repair motorcycles.”

    Matt hums to himself. “Seems my research comes in handy here. I do have a couple of questions for Keith.” He looks over at the demon, “will you answer them for me? I promise they are not too intrusive.”

    “As long as they are not intrusive.” Keith agrees. He takes in the group around him. Including the man that had not said anything yet. The man looks almost elf-like with sunset dusk looking skin. He notes the pointed ears on Allura and Coran as well. Most the others had normal round ears.

    “Do you or do you not need to kill people as they are having sex with you,” Matt questions. His hands are in his pockets. His question quiets the mummer of voices from the others.

    “No, I do not.” Keith smiles lightly. It's just a tiny curve of his lips. “That’s a common misconception. I cannot say that other incubus or succubus have not used sex to drain and kill human or supernaturals like themselves.” He pauses to gather his thoughts. “I can feed off of people having sex. I can feed off of feelings of lust. I have found that I can eat human food when Shiro cooks it. I don’t know about others yet.” He pauses. “If they are killing others via sex it's because the demon chooses to. Not because it was needed or uncontrollable thing.”

    Matt looks up stunned. “That is good information.” The others mummer around him. “Would you choose to return to hell?”

    “Nope,” Keith pops the p when he speaks. “I’d rather not. I’m at least safe here. No one is trying to convince me to fuck them. No one is trying to rape me if I refuse to fuck them. All in all, I choose to stay here.”

    “Aren't you supposed to like all sex?” Pidge looks confused.

    “No one likes being raped including lust demons,” Keith shakes his head. “No one likes being overpowered. Though I do know some lust demons who have used their charms to change a no to a yes. Which I still think is wrong. No is a no. Find a different target.” He looks over at Matt. “I won’t count your sister’s question as the third one.”

    “Thank you,” Matt eyes his sister as Pidge blushes. “You actually believe in consent?”

    “Yes,” Keith nods, “I do. I don’t want to hurt anyone. Plus the energy is wrong if it's not given truly freely.”

    Shiro frowns, “energy is wrong?”

    “It tastes off. It's hard to explain to someone that doesn't require energy to feed.” Keith sighs. His face looks thoughtful to those watching him. “I suppose the difference would be like great craft beer and poorly made commercial beer.”

    Matt nods.

    Lance frowning, “so you have not had sex with Shiro.”

    Shiro draws himself up to his full height. He glares at Lance. Lance holds his hands up and tries to make himself smaller on the sofa he was sitting on.

    Keith pouts. “I’ve tried. He says no.”

    The entire group looks at Shiro. He glares at them too.

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Unbound Incubus

Part Two: Clothing Incubus

Fandon: Voltron Legendary Defender

Relationship: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith, Shiro’s army of cats

          The next morning Keith sits up in a bed he was sleeping by himself in. He was quite annoyed by that. Shiro was a stubborn weretiger and refused the incubus’ advances. There is a small furry body curled up next to him. Shiro told him that cat’s name was Red and she was not a big fan of most beings. Red appears to love Keith though. She follows him around and anytime he was sitting she would jump up and occupy his lap. She has a very soothing purr the incubus found.

         Keith pets the small red furred cat for a moment. “I want to know where he gets this spiritual strength from? Or I am just losing my touch.” Red just purrs away as Keith strokes her fur. He sniffs the air. He smells an aroma that causes his stomach to rumble. He scoops up the furry critter and they both walk into the kitchen.

        Shiro looks up from his cooking. He takes in the incubus and Red. He realizes that the incubus had lost what little clothing he was wearing the other day. He was a beautiful being. He was also naked. He turns his eyes back to his cooking. “I think we are going to have to go clothing shopping.” Shiro hums to himself. “Not that your nudity is not beautiful. You are what you are. Since you are staying a while, human laws dictate the need for clothing while outside of the house.”

        Keith smirks impishly. He takes a deep breath. He can smell Shiro’s interest in him. This man had the self-control of a saint. “Well good morning to you too,” he wanders over to stand next to Shiro. He never saw anyone cook before. “My nudity doesn't bother you?”

       “Nudity is natural.” Shiro points out as he finishes off the omelette he created. He cut it in half. Places it on the plate. Then right next to it he slides hashbrowns that just finished cooking as well. “I have already told you that you are attractive.” He carries the food for himself and his not completely wanted guest to his table. He was a kind soul, it was not the sex demon’s fault that newbie witchlings had messed up their summoning.

       “Yet you will not sleep with me.” Keith picks up a fork and cuts delicately into the eggie thing in front of him. He takes a bite. The omelette melts in his mouth that is almost as sinful as sex. “Where did you learn how to cook so sinfully?”

       Shiro just smiles. “I’ve taken lessons from a friend of mine. I did not want to be helpless in the kitchen. My ex did all the cooking. Once he left. I needed to know how to cook or I was going to be one of that only eating take away guys. That didn't sit well with me. So learned to cook.”

      “Do others know you're a weretiger?” Keith makes his way through the food Shiro had placed on the plate in front of him. This one must be placing some kind of magic unintentionally in his food. For he felt full.

     “Yes, the local Coven does. So does the local wolf pack.” Shiro smiles as he goes on. “The Coven and wolf pack are kinda melded together.” He pauses placing his fork down for he was finished eating. “I’m gonna see what I have that is too small for me. It will still be terribly oversized on you. We need to get you human-style clothing. Then I need to figure out how to tell my friends about you without half of them freaking out.” He stands. “I’ll be right back it will not take me long.”

     Keith finishes eating as Shiro reappears he has what looks like a pair of grey sweatpants and a faded crimson t-shirt that turned small from washing. “I have a pair of flip-flops. They will be too big. Your boots would look too odd with this getup.” Shiro smiles warmly. Keith wants to bask in this warmly like Shiro was the sun.

     “Alright.” Keith gets up. Takes the sweatpants first and pulls them on. He has to pull the drawstring to make sure the pants did not slip past his hips too much. He concentrates a bit and Shiro watches as the wings disappear from sight. Keith then pulls on the t-shirt. Shiro gives a whistle. Keith finds himself flushing.

     “I think you look pretty sexy in these things. Especially the t-shirt.” Shiro nods to both himself and Keith. “We should head out.” Shiro and Keith both slide on flip-flops. Keith realizes Shiro is wearing the same kind of clothing as him. “Put away your horns Keith. In public, you need to appear human as possible.”

    “You didn’t,” his voice trails off suddenly feeling awkward. Keith finds himself blushing for he had not thought of making his horns disappear too. Shiro watches as Keith does as he asks of him. “I’m sorry Shiro.”

    “Don’t be. It's not something you had to think of before. And I wanted to.” Shiro reassures Keith. “This way you will not feel underdressed.” They head out to Shiro’s car. “I’ve fed the cats already. Most of them will also hunt for their food. The local mouse and bird population are feeling their presence.” They slid in Shiro once again behind the wheel. “I will see about getting you a driver’s license.” Keith’s eyes widen. Shiro goes on. “The Coven and Wolfpack are my friends. The witches are Allura, Veronica, Ina, Nadia, Coran, and James.” He notes the eyebrow raise from the sex demon. “You know witches come in either sex.” That got a grin out of the other male. Shiro goes on. “The Wolves are Hunk, he is the one who taught me to cook, Shay, Lance, Pidge, Matt, and Ryan.” He pauses. “There is also a magical beings convocation called the Blade. We will have to inform them of your presence.” He pauses. “I’m only worried about Lance. He is a bit much on most days. I guess I will have to play it by ear.”

     Keith shots him a questioning look. “Okay.” The two listen to Shiro’s classic rock station as they drive in silence. Keith watches as the city blossoms around them. His thoughts drift to the handsome stranger with the strong willpower. He’d never met a person that had not just taken control and demanded things of him. He was not completely sure how to act in this situation. He was being treated like he was a person and not a sex toy or a whore for hire. It was an odd feeling. “When you want. I want to know why you will not just fuck me?” He watches as Shiro’s eye twitches in response to his vulgar use of language. “That is what my kind was designed for. As much as I like to fight it. I am designed for any kind of sex that humanoids can think of from nice to non-consent.”

     “I would never force you.” Shiro watches the road and the cars around them. “Plus I’m a tiny bit old fashioned. I like to be friends with someone before, how did you put it so eloquently, fuck them.” He pauses as they pull into a driveway and he drives up and down the aisles until he finds a parking spot and parks his car. “I’m not the sort of one night stands. I just don’t have the fuck the person and leave them attitude.”

     Keith locks the door after letting himself out of the car and wandering over to Shiro’s side. The incubus pats Shiro’s shoulder. “You are unique then. Most people like to fuck and leave.” The two made their way into the mall. The mall was not too busy even with all the cars that were in the lot.

     “We are gonna stop in the men’s suit shop first. That way we can get your measure.” Shiro smiles wryly. “It will make life much easier. Plus if you plan on staying one good suit is a great thing to own.”

    Keith had to answer Shiro’s smile with one of his own. This weretiger was making him rethink living. It was an odd feeling. “Do you practice martial arts?”

    “Yes I do,” Shiro looks at him with a contagious grin. “Did you wanna spar at home? We can totally do that. I also have a gym membership. I’ll add you to that as well. That way we got things to do together and bond over.”

    They arrive at the men’s suit shop. They walk in. A salesperson comes up. “Welcome to Dillion’s Suit shop. How many I help you today?”

    “My friend here needs a good suit.” Shiro supplies smoothly. “He has recently lost everything due to circumstances beyond his control. So we need to reoutfit him. So a new suit, shoes, the whole ensemble.”

    “Oh that's terrible,” the salesperson takes out his measuring tape and takes Keith’s measure. Keith was impressed by Shiro’s storytelling skills. It was enough of the truth and enough of a lie to be fully believable as the truth. The person helping them makes notes of each thing he measures. “I'll be right back.” He comes back with a beautiful black pinstripe suit,  crimson shirt,  black tie, a white shirt, a crimson tie, tie cuffs, and tie pins. “We don’t have shoes in right now. All of these things should fit. Go try them on.” He motions to the fitting rooms.

     Keith takes the pile of clothing. Hands Shiro the accessories. Takes just the suite and shirts with him. Keith tries them on. He looks at himself in the mirror. He sees a very handsome young man. He comes out to show Shiro. Shiro whistles.

    “You look great crimson is your colour.” Shiro grins. “The white shirt should be fine. Change back and we’ll get this paid for.” Shiro watches as Keith wanders back in then comes out dressed as before holding onto his new things. They get them rang up by the salesperson who had been helping them.

    Next, they hit the shoe store. Keith gets his foot measured for the first time. Shiro then has him try on a pair of biker boots, dress shoes, sandals, and tennis shoes. They get the pairs Keith likes then they hit the next store. It’s a department store a place where they get everything else and quickly. Keith chooses five dark wash and black skinny jeans. Five more t-shirts in different shades of red or black. Five tank tops, boxers, socks, two flannels- one red and black the other black and white, and a black motorcycle jacket. Keith feels a little bad for the amount of money Shiro is spending on him. They head back to the car with Keith’s new wardrobe.

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Unbound Incubus

Part One: Summoning Gone Bad

Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender

Relationships: Shiro/Keith

Characters: (Currently) Shiro, Keith, three ocs, cats

Word Count: 1186

    On a tree-lined street named Cherry Wood, in an unsuspecting suburban house numbered 69, three young women giggle as they turned the pages of an old book of spells. None of them believe for a moment they could summon an incubus with a spell from this old tattered spellbook. What they did not realize is that this old spell book was the real deal. They were about to do something they would regret for a long time. They set up the way the book told them too. One of them messed up a rune or two making the summoning circle rendering the circle unable to hold the summoned demon in place for binding. They chant the words and do as the book had instructed them. They hear a pop as the incubus appears. He is a beautiful creature.

    Keith blinks lazily at the three young women before him. He frowns at them and the surroundings. His purple eyes survey the room which he knows is in a basement. He takes in the flickering candles. He can smell the herbs. He spots the abandoned book on the floor and notes he needs to grab that. Keith then observes the young women are dressed as Hollywood always portrayed witches to dress. He finds that dreadfully boring. The usual array of what the Hollywood types tell people witches kept where in the room, that amused him to no end. There was just no power in this room. None of the young women before him had any magical strength. He smirks lightly. He has danced with actual witches before. This time he is summoned by babies that have not a single clue to what they had summoned. He hears the hitch of their shared breath. Their hearts are pounding with fear. He can smell the lust rolling off them in waves.

    Keith checks the circle he is standing within. He notes the smudged runes and silently laughs to himself. Without warning, he walks out of the circle. The three hiss at him and draw away from him like that help them if he was of a mind to attack these silly creatures.

The tiniest one hisses, “You cannot leave the circle. The circle is supposed to contain you.”

    Keith laughs at them. “You are not strong enough. Plus your runes and sigils mix is completely off.” He doesn't mention the smudged runes helped his escape. Their sloppiness was his saving grace and their failure. His eyes narrow as his mouth draws into another smirk. “Enjoy my aura ladies.” The young woman gasps as they react to the incubus’ sexual aura. Disrobing quickly, almost tearing their robes off in their hurry and they began enjoying each other in a very carnal manner. A manner all three will be embarrassed to admit to later even to themselves.

While they were distracted in their sexual orgy the demon moves away from them. He picks up the tattered book of spells, the incubus walks up the basement stairs, through the kitchen, through the front room where Keith opens the door to see an incredibly beautiful human before him. He had interrupted the knock the dressed in a suit handsome stranger was about to do.

    Shiro blinks at the door opens. His eyes fall on a young man dressed in sexy lingerie. Which in his head he notes was a little odd for this neighborhood he was in. No one here was into anything this kinky. The young man his eyes rested on looked to be up to some kinky and more carnal pleasures. The pale young man has a dancer’s lithe form. Shiro blinks trying to draw himself back into reality when he realizes that there are bat wings and tiny horns in the mix as well. “I know it’s not Halloween. What’s with the costume?” He straightens his glasses. He reminds himself to breathe and keep his voice calm. He must not give away how hot he thinks this stranger before him is. He berates himself internally for not dating in the three years since his break-up.

    The man before him smirks in a way that makes Shiro’s heart skip beats. Keith wants to climb this human like a tree. He struts up, and before Shiro realizes what is happening he has a face full of the other man’s crotch. He grabs hold of a leg and manhandles Keith a small bit so he can breathe properly.

    “I think I want your face between my legs.” Keith purrs.

    “I think we are having a misunderstanding I am not for hire in that way.” Shiro feels his skin start to heat up. “I sell life insurance.”

    “That sounds dreadfully boring,” Keith runs his fingers through Shiro’s hair. He sniffs Shiro and licks his ear. “Hrm, not as human as I first thought.”

Shiro’s head snaps back and he takes in a deep breathe. “How in the world are you wandering around?”

“Foolish mortals,” was the answer. “I want to go home with you.”

“I think that be best and not for the reasons you think.” Shiro frowns as he bodily picks the incubus off his shoulders. Keith is thrilled by this being’s strength. Shiro takes his suit coat off himself and drapes it on the other. The suit coat envelopes Keith in Shiro’s scent. It also covers him past his ass. He is drawn by the other back to his car.

“What is your name?” Shiro asks the incubus.

“Keith,” was the answer.

“You can call me Shiro,” Shiro shifts the car into gear after turning the engine over. They drive back Shiro listening to classic rock music. The two walk up to an old farmhouse on the outskirts of the city. Keith finds himself being greeted by cats. Shiro has a lot of cats of many different kinds and varieties.

“Figures,” Keith mutters.

“Figures what,” Shiro asks as he opens his door.

“The weretiger would have tiny cat underlings.” Keith watches Shiro stiffen then relax.

“Of course you know what I am,” Shiro shakes his head. He then snags the book from Keith’s hands. Flipping through it. “This book is old and filled with old magic.”

“Yeah, it is. Those idiots used it to summon me.” Keith grumbles.

“There is no way to send you home in this thing either,” Shiro mutters. “Why are witches like this?”

“They enjoy a good time?” Keith shrugs, “You don't want to get rid of me that badly do you?” He pouts at Shiro.

Shiro sighs, “If you don’t cause trouble. I don’t really care.” He looks at the other. “You will eventually need to feed through.”

“True enough,” Keith smiles lightly. “I feed off of sex or sexual energy. I don’t have to kill anyone to regain my strength.” He frowns. “That's why we get abused badly. I have learned to fight. I don’t wish to be raped by other demons who overpower me. Or try to at any rate.” He sees the look on Shiro’s space. “I don’t really wanna go back. It is hell. In more ways than the human even know.”

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Nightmares (Sheith, AU, Modern setting)

Title: Nightmares

Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Work count: 904

AU, Modern AU, Author Keith, Coffeeshop owner Shiro

Author’s note: I wrote this to purge the demons that just shook me to my core when reading another author’s drabble. This is me purging the emotions that where invoked. I hope my little add-on makes the other story easier for others to read. @wolfsan11 Here is my drabble.

On to the story.

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        Shiro wakes up gasping for breath. His heart thunders in his chest. He blinks the sleep from his eyes. Grabbing his glasses, he puts them on to peer at his phone for the time. It is three am, the true witching hour. He groans still working on shaking the night mare from his body and mind. He turns on his bed side light. He picks up his phone again. Scrolls to his boyfriend’s name.

         Black wanders over to her newly awakened master. She jumps onto the bed and head butts his hand to remind him he is not alone. He rubs her head. “I’m going to have to call Keith, Black. I’m going to have to talk to him about his horror writing and sharing those ideas with me.” Black purrs doing her best to give back Shiro the calm his nightmare stole from him. “Or at least sharing with me his horror story writing damnit. He forgets how these things follow me into my dreams.” He rubs her head some more.

         Shiro then hits his boyfriends name. Places the phone to his ear and he waits.

         “’Ello? Shiro, what are you awake?” Keith from the sound of his voice is not awake enough to properly form sentences.

         “Hello Keith,” Shiro sighs still petting black. “You are not allowed to share your horror novel ideas with me. I had the worst night mare of my life.”

         “I’m sorry Shiro,” Keith grumbles, then sighs. Shiro can hear it in his voice Keith is angry with himself. His boyfriend knows how sensitive Shiro is. “I’ll be right over.” He hangs up.

         Shiro looks at his phone, then at his cat. Black just keeps purring. “Well Black, cue one guilty boyfriend enroute.”

         Shiro rubs her ears. Black purrs. He scoops his black cat up and gets out of his bed. Slipping on his slippers. He snags his phone and takes his cat out to his front room. Shiro’s front room is sparsely decorated. He sits down on his sofa. He turns on his sound system, so he can listen to some classical music while he waits for Keith to arrive.

          Twenty minutes later Shiro hears the key he gave his boyfriend turn the lock. He and Black watch as Keith comes in. He brought Kosmo his dog with him. The black wolf mix got along with Shiro’s black cat. Kosmo wandered over to Shiro and stares at Black. Black headbutts and purrs at the larger animal.

         Keith comes over to Shiro after relocking the door behind him and taking off his shoes. He comes carrying what looks to be a manuscript. “I want to apologize Love.” Keith makes a face which Shiro knows is directed at himself not at Shiro. “I know what happens each time I talk about my horror novels I write with you. I need to break this pattern.” He looks over at his boyfriend. “Mom told me to branch out my writing.” He smiles sheepishly. “I tried my hand at a supernatural romance. Could you do me the honor of reading it?”

         Shiro smiles broadly. “So, you’re going to try and branch out? Only this one?” He takes the offered manuscript from Keith.

         “Well,” Keith sits down next to his boyfriend. They watch as their animals get comfortable with each other. “I was thinking paranormal stories, supernatural stories, science fiction, and fantasy stories. All of which may or may not have romantic subtext.” He grins. “I have an idea for a fantasy science fiction story.”

         “Oh,” Shiro asks. “What is is going to be about?”

         “I was thinking five teenagers who were in a military academy end up in space. Help an alien princess save the universe with her five magical robotic lions. These lions form a bigger robot to defend against bigger threats that the lions cannot handle.” Keith smiles broadly. “It should be fun. I have the main plot and like eight mini plots all out lined. All the main cast are going to have story arcs that are intertwined.”

         “Sounds fun. What you going to call it Cherry bomb?” Shiro raises his eyebrows at him.

         Keith laughs. “Voltron.”

         “Sounds awesome. I’ll read this later today. Come to bed with me?” Shiro pouts. “I don’t want to sleep alone I’m fear falling back into that dream.”

         “I’m sorry babe.” Keith looks contrite. He pulls Shiro up. The two head back to their shared bed.

         “So, when are you going to move in?” Shiro slips into bed and watches Keith undress. “I could handle the knowledge of what you write, if I did not have to sleep alone with it.”

         Keith blushes, “Okay, Shiro I guess you win. My guild is officially to great for me to maintain the separate housing thing. Plus, Pidge has been bugging me about giving her my apartment to her. She can afford its rent on her own.”

         “Yeah, I get my Cherry bomb to snuggle with at night.” Shiro turns off the bedside lamp. He turns on his side and Keith snuggles up to his back making Shiro feel safe. “Good night beloved.”

         “Good night my paladin.” Keith kisses one of the scars on Shiro’s back. “See you in the morning. We should go over to my apartment in the morning and start packing.”

         “Sounds like a plan.” Shiro agrees. The two fall asleep. Shiro has no more nightmares. Keith’s very presence always chases them away.

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Hogwarts houses: Voltron Legendary Defender edition

The Students

Keith: Slythrin

Shiro: Hufflepuff

Lance: Gryffindor

Hunk: Hufflepuff

Pidge: Slythrin

Allura: Ravenclaw

Matt: Ravenclaw

James: Griffindor

Ryan: Hufflepuff

Ina: Ravenclaw

Nadia: Griffindor

Lotor: Slythrin

Acxa: Griffindor

Zethrid: Slythrin

Narti: Ravenclaw

Ezor: Slythrin

Sendek: Slythrin

The Staff and Hogsmead people

Alfor: Headmaster

Alfor's wife name will be added later: Charms

Zarkon: TBA

Honovera: Potions

Coran: Transfigeration

Iverson: TBA

Sam Holt: TBA

Colleen Holt: TBA

Korvin: Defense Agaist Dark Arts

Korlia: TBA

Keith's Dad: TBA

I will give this a good think. Out line each year starting with the eldest students. Ages will be different in this AU. I will add those later to this post.

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Sheith  Month 2018: Happy Ending

Sheith  Month 2018: Happy Ending

Word count: 372

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: Happy ending, Bliss, Fluff, confessions

    Shiro looks into Keith’s eyes. “I know you keep telling me not to apologize about the scar. I still feel horrible about it.” The white-haired man pauses as his thumb brushes the scar on his beloved’s cheek, “I do want to thank you for saving me. For the fact, you never left me. That you have never given up on me. That you were willing to do what it took to keep us both going forward. I owe you so much.”

    “Takashi,” Keith looks at him. “I love you. The depth of this love I have scares me to death sometimes.” He looks deep into those gunmetal eyes. “It it started so small then it grew. I fell in love with you before I even knew what that feeling was. I wrestled with emotions when I saw you and your ex-boyfriend together. I wanted to have that too.” Keith feels the heat rise to his cheeks. “So I promised myself that I take what I could have. If it was to always be your friend. Then so be it.”

    “Oh Keith,” Shiro takes a deep breath. He tilts the other man’s now bowed head back to catch his violet eyes with his gunmetal ones. “I promised myself once I’d marry my best friend. I thought with Adam I was. Now I know that the Universe had other plans and a completely different best friend in mind. Keith, will you marry me?”

    Tears sprung into Keith’s eyes as he answers, “yes Takashi I will marry you. I will care for you in sickness and in health. Til death do us part. Though I hope that the Grim Reaper holds off for a long time.”

    “I hope so too.” Shiro slips a ring on Keith’s finger. The band is black with a strip of red rubies and purple amethyst in it.

    “It's beautiful.” Keith laughs lightly, “We need to not share brain cells baby.” Shiro looks at Keith confused. Keith pulls out his own box shows Shiro. Shiro smiles brightly. Keith then slips the same ring on his finger. “I love you Takaski, always and forever.”

    “You are my happy ending Keith. I love you always and forever.” Shiro and Keith’s foreheads touch.

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Sheith  Month 2018: Choices

Sheith  Month 2018: Choices

Word count: 264

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: Food, Dinner, Night out, Drinking, Shenanigans

    Shiro looks over his menu at his husband. Keith’s eyebrows are bunched up as he reads the choices on the menu. They were sitting in a booth at a restaurant called Le Amore. It was a French-Italian fusion restaurant.

    “Takashi,” Keith frowns. “I am glad there are not many choices but still.”

    “I’ll order for us both. I have an idea,” Shiro smiles lightly teasing his husband. “I do know what your gotos are even when you promised you to be more adventurous with food.”

    Keith makes a face. “Space food was an adventure enough for me.”

    They both laugh at that.

    The waitress comes over, “Have you two darlings decided yet?” The older woman smiles at them. Keith was enjoying her as a waitress. She had great instincts about when to appear with drink refills or answer questions are in case of his indecisiveness more time.

    “Yes,” Shiro smiles at her warmly, “I’m going to order for both of us. We will have the sampler plate to start.” She scribbles that down on her pad. Then pauses as Shiro goes on, “I will have the crab and cheese stuffed ravioli. My husband will have the cassoulet.”

    “All good choices. I’ll bring more bread.” She smiles at them disappearing to input their order into the system.

    “I was thinking about the cassoulet.” Keith smiles warmly at his husband.

    Shiro smiles warmly back at Keith. “I made another good choice then.”

    “What was your other good choice?” Keith questions him.

    Shiro sips from his wine glass eyeing the purpled eyed man before him. “Marrying you.”

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Sheith  Month 2018: Free Day

Sheith  Month 2018: Free Day

Word count: 576

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  Allura, Pidge, Matt, Hunk, Lance

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: AU, werewolf Shiro, werewolf Pidge, werewolf Matt, werewolf Hunk, werewolf Lance, witch Keith, witch Allura, magic, were battles, lovers, The Blades are werewolves, Keith’s Dad is a witch, Korlia is a werewolf

Moon-called

    The full moon casts its glow down upon the earth. The stars glitter in the sky like diamonds cast on a black velvet cape.  Keith stands in the doorway of his forest cabin. His eyes search the darkness. He twirls his purple bladed knife in his hands. He knows his beloved is out there running with his packmates. He knows they should all be safe.

    He also knows that another pack of wolves was trying to move into his lover’s pack’s territory. That has him worried. Wolves were very territorial by nature. This had already happened once, and the fall out had been bad. Shiro now had a magical arm because of the last incursion. His eyes dart to the left where he knows the other’s cabins were out of sight. He liked being a little off from the others. Keith enjoyed his privacy. Plus being the Alpha’s mate had its perks. He spots white hair coming toward him.

“Allura?” Keith asks as she stands near him. He watches her draw her shawl around her shoulders tighter. Her hair always seems to glow more during the full moon than at any other time.

“I hope you don’t mind me coming over,” Allura sighs. “I have an uneasy feeling and don’t want to be alone right now.”  She shivers a little. Keith gives her a small smile.

“It is okay,” Keith shakes his head at her. “Come inside. The water is already hot. I’ll make you a cup of tea while we both worry-wait as Shiro says.”

Allura laughs as she follows her fellow witch into his cabin.

Meanwhile deeper in the woods near their more northern border the wolf pack runs. Shiro enjoys being in his wolf form. Running with his pack always brings him joy. He feels more alive when they do things together. They are currently hunting. He knows that there is another pack near where they hunt. He was hoping that they were not like the last pack that tried to move in. Pidge and Matt had found their scents earlier that week.

Shiro and the others stalk a deer herd. He figures out quickly which deer they should take out that night. The deer he chooses is an old one. The pack moves in quickly. The elderly deer comes down quickly for the wolf pack. Shiro drops back allowing the others to eat their fill before eating himself.  After eating the wolves leave what is left of the deer for the scavengers.

Moving through their territory they come to an open field. Sitting in the field was the wolf pack they had been scenting. Shiro and the others come to a halt. Shiro growls lowly, not pleased with finding another wolf pack this deep in his terrority.

“When we realized this space was claimed we thought we should apologize, and move on.” The silver wolf peers at Shiro. “I don't believe in stealing another’s territory.”

“About fifty miles north of here is an unclaimed territory.” Shiro points out. “You feel like you would be good allies. Considering the Galra are to our south.”

“Allies it is. For those savages are no ones friends.” the silver wolf agrees. “I am Kolivan. We are known as the Moon’s Blades.”

“Skies Pride.” Shiro answers. “I am Shiro.” He looks at his pack members. “Another hunt or a run to celebrate our new. Allies?”

“Run,” both packs speak together.

Their leaders of the two packs laugh.

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Sheith  Month 2018: Fidelity

Sheith  Month 2018: Fidelity

Word count: 297

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: Confessions, love, forgiveness, kisses, hugs

    Keith watches Shiro he sighs deeply. He turns away looking up at the stars. He rubs his thumb against his fingers to self-sooth. He feels fingers grip his shoulder. Shiro looks at him. Gunmetal eyes catch purple ones.

    “Keith, I love you,” Shiro speaks softly. “I have all of his memories.” He cups the other man’s face. “There is nothing for you to worry about.”

    “I thought he was you,” Keith’s torment was in his voice and the look Shiro could see on his face.

    “He was me.” Shiro points out to him. He pauses with a small smile dancing on his lips. “Well, he thought he was me. He had all my memories which includes my feelings toward you.” Shiro tilts his head at Keith. He watches the other man’s eyes widen. “He did nothing I would not have done if given the right moments and chances. Do not doubt that Keith. You pull me into your orbit so easily. My love for you was Hagger’s undoing.”

    Keith blushes.

    “Plus, He wanted me to pass on that he is sorry much like I am that he and I put you through hell.” Shiro blushes with tears in his eyes. “I died. He ends up betraying you because his will was broken by an outside force.”

    “You two talked before,” Keith’s voice trails off.

    “Yes, we did.” Shiro looks at his beloved before him. Kisses his forehead. “He was upset with himself. I told him he did his best. He fought as long as he could.”

    “Oh,” Keith wraps his arms around Shiro.

    “We love you.” Shiro smiles pressing another kiss to the top of Keith’s head. “I love you. I am sure we will see him again. Maybe in this life. Maybe in another life.”

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Sheith  Month 2018: Physical Touch

Sheith  Month 2018: Physical Touch

Word count: 197

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: Physical touch, bed sharing, lovers, kisses, being held

    Shiro crawls into bed and snuggles up to Keith. Keith laughs sleepily at him. Keith draws Shiro into a kiss. Shiro deepens the kiss. Lips pressing together. Tongues clashing. Teeth clicking together. The kiss deepens until the pair needs air. They laugh together.

    “Oh, Takashi,” Keith breaths his first name like it is a song he wants to sing until time ends. “You are my light you know that.”

    “Keith, you are my light as well.” Shiro cups Keith’s face in his large hands. “We are forever in each other’s orbit.”

    “You make me want to be better,” Keith confesses.

    “You make me want to be better.” Shiro smiles at him. “I was told once.” His thumb strokes Keith’s cheek. “That true soulmates make each other better. They bring the realization that they have each been whole, may be broken before, but whole.”

    “I’d agree we both been broken in different ways.” Keith draws Shiro in for another kiss. “I love you. Let’s sleep now.”

    “I love you.” Shiro draws Keith to his chest. The other man snuggles into him. Fitting into his space like a puzzle piece. The two fall asleep within moments of the other.

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Sheith  Month 2018: Save Me

Sheith  Month 2018: Save Me

Word count: 264

Pairing: Shiro/Keith

Characters: Shiro, Keith,  

Fandom: Voltron Defenders of the Universe

Tags: War, Team dynamics, Watch each others backs,

    Shiro heard Keith scream. It was not Keith’s Gala like war cry but a scream of pain. He sliced through the enemy in front of him. He was surprised at other races other than the Galra who were now fighting against Team Voltron. These races benefited from the war in many different ways.

    Some it was new slaves for their worlds. Others it was the ability to sell weapons to rebel forces. Some it was all of these things. Shiro could not believe the entire universe had these many bad people everywhere. Yet it did.

    He moves to where he heard Keith scream. The black paladin was backed into a corner by twenty soldiers and drones. Keith was wounded. Shiro did not like that at all. Shiro notes that the others were still fighting together. He moves swiftly fighting his way through the surprised numbers of soldiers both living and mechanical to get to Keith.

    “I got you,” Shiro smirks lightly as Keith shakes his head. Shiro tosses a concussion grenade into the group behind him. He shields Keith with his body as the grenade goes off wiping out those that had surrounded the black paladin.

    “You saved me’” Keith smiles as the rest of the group comes over to where Shiro and Keith where.

    “Turnabout is fair play,” Shiro points out as he picks Keith up. “You save me and I save you. Seems fair.”

    Keith laughs as Shiro carries him back to the Black Lion. The others snigger or laugh depending on personality as they make their way back to the lions.

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“I knew you weren’t human the moment you started flashing fangs at me.”

“You can’t possibly think I’m that oblivious. I knew of your feelings, but I didn’t want to say something, in case you weren’t ready.”

“This is harder than you think. Or at least, it is for me.”

“I’m making a strategic retreat. To save myself the embarrassment of losing.”

“You want to help? Fine, but don’t disturb the skeletons, okay? They’re not as forgiving as I am.”

“We’re not going on this journey for the reasons I said before. I needed to get away.”

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I was wondering if you knew any basic guides to outlining a novel for the first time?

Outlining a story is very, very important. Without an outline and thorough planning, your story will veer off in wildly different directions and will cost you a ton of time editing later, like my book did.

1. Get the characters down first

Characters are like the chess pieces of the story. Their moves and strengths/weaknesses will decide what is going to happen and how it will happen. Sure, you can have a nice plot and setting, but without the characters, the story is meaningless.

Here is the character chart that I usually use:

Name (First/Middle/Last/Maiden name)

Aliases/Nicknames

Age

Race

Gender

Sexuality

Height

Weight

Eye color

Hair color

Clothing style

Religion

Political views

Personality Traits

Strengths and Weaknesses

Likes and Dislikes

Family

Friends

Enemies

Role in the story

Backstory/past

2. Choose a template

Just bulleting the events does not give the plot the dimension that it deserves and does not really accommodate side plots.

I personally use the zigzag method that I discovered from this post. I branch off of the zigzags for my side plots so it looks kind of like a graph.

You can also use the subway method, which I found on the nanowrimo website.

There are a whole other host of outlines to choose from if you search them up!

3. Know that you don’t have to stick to it

An outline is just that: an outline. It’s not the final decision for the plot, it’s the first draft for the plot. If you’re writing and one of the points just isn’t working anymore, you don’t have to keep it because it was a part of your outline.

Write what feels right.

Happy outlining, and good luck with your story!

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Catching up.

Well working on it. Got a lot of prompts to go. Looking forward to it. One story a day will be nice. 🙃