“Come to bed with me,” he said after a beat of silence.
She regarded him with an expression that could have meant everything or nothing. Then nodded.
Cullen followed her to the bedroom, his hand still entangled with hers. It was stuffy in there, so he cracked a window. Evelyn crossed the room to turn on the bedside light. He was glad for it. He wanted to see everything; take in the sight of her, memorize her, and live off the image later.
Evelyn didn’t touch him, her hands stayed affixed to the headboard as she moved above him. When her eyes slipped shut, Cullen didn’t worry she was in another time or another place with someone else because it was his name that fell from her lips. And when Evelyn looked at him, she saw him. She was a surprise, a gift, and some microscopic piece of himself knew there would never be anyone else.
These thoughts were dangerous.
Fleeting.
He let them go and held onto her. Another day, he’d memorize her with his hands. And if he were lucky, there’d be another for his mouth. Cullen was beyond caring this was temporary because this was real and living and his. There was no lyrium to take her from him. She’d always be his, even when she was gone.
A little throwback to the very first sheith art I ever uploaded. It deserved a re-draw after almost 2 years.
Also: Here’s a little fun fact. Sheith is what made me watch Voltron in the first place. A few weeks after s1 aired on Netflix I found some pretty awesome fanart and I immediately fell in love. I started reading sheith fanfics and I had no clue what they were talking about most of the time. I even made this piece well before I watched s1, because back then I didn’t have a Netflix account.
Then on Christmas eve, in a fit of “treat yourself” I got myself Netflix just to finally watch Voltron and understand what the fuck was going on in the fanfics I read. xD I had no idea what to expect when I started watching, but I certainly didn’t expect such a well written story. You could say I came for the sheith, but I stayed for everything else. Because holy shit did I fall in love with the Lions and the Galra and the whole intergalactic war action and world building. You can see how much love and effort went into the making of this show and I was – still am – blown away by how good this is. Since the fandom seems to be a raging hell-hole lately, I like to come back to these first impressions I had of Voltron whenever I feel super frustrated with some fans.
How about we all take a seond and remember how we felt when we first watched the show 🙂
Disaster gay Shiro is canon, and what screams “disaster” more than sending your just-out-of-the-shower selfie to the wrong person (that happens to have a crush on you)? Of course he was mortified and spent like an hour apologizing, and Keith reassured him that it was okay and definetely not a big deal (but we all know Keith was the exact replica of the “This is beautiful. I stared at it for five hours” meme)
Mayerine 