#voltron request

[leenfiend]

sometimes good things take a while

(two slow dancers - mitski)

[bluemantics]

Fic recs ask! Do you have anything vanon divergent/post canon in those bookmarks? thank youuu

ANON I AM LITERALLY THE POST-CANON FAN OF ALL TIME. i got u covered! thank you for this ask <3

1. Scars by crazyrandomhappenklance

Pining | T+ | 1.1K

Lance never forgot the bonding moment he had with Keith; how could he? He also carries the memory of it permanently on his back. He’s kept those scars and memories hidden for years, but one day he was bound to slip up. What is he still so scared of?

2. Longing by Isas_Identitty

Fix-it | E | 17K

After a sudden one-night-stand during the One-Year Anniverssary celebration of the end of the war, Lance and Keith start having a kind of friends with benefits arrangement. Keith is happy to not to get more than that, knowing Lance must still be feeling heartbroken after his relationship with Allura, but the more time he spends with him and is accepted by his family, the harder it gets to hold back his own feelings.

3. hey mom, i met a boy by disasteralex

Fix-it | T+ | 9.5K

The war was hard. Its end is even harder. But when Lance breaks, Keith and the others are there to help him heal.

Somewhere along the way, Keith finds his place in the universe, Shiro gets his happy ending, and Lance learns to fall in love again.

4. sick day by starlightment

Married | T+ | 1.8K

Lance catches a cold, and Keith does his absolute best.

5. the simplicity of forever by Silverine

Established relationship | T+ | 3.5K

It's almost Instructor Lance McClain's birthday, and he wants this one to be an epic celebration in his new house, with all his friends, family, and of course, his boyfriend.

But Keith had to pick this birthday to act all mysterious and unpredictable, right?

6. 'Tis the Season for Conspiracies by Reader115

Getting together | T+ | 10K

While on a relief mission, Keith insists on several Christmastime traditions after he’s hit by an alien substance that seems to have made him fall in love with Christmas

7. collide the spaces that divide us by skyestiel

Pining | T+ | 4K

“Team leaders.” Keith repeats the phrase, haltingly, and looks to Lance.

“Well, the leader and his right-hand man.”

A smile softens Keith’s features. “I’ve always liked the sound of that. ‘The leader and his right-hand man.’”

8. Say Yes To The Mess by AstroLatte

Fluff | G | 4.2K

Keith wants to sweep Lance off his feet with his proposal, that is if he doesn't get himself killed first.

ANYWAYS I hope y'all enjoy this list! I tried to rec some that were decently known alongside a bunch that weren't, and avoided all my fics that have, like, 20K or more hits. JFC klancers are crazy. I LOVE post-canon and will definitely end up reccing more fics that include this au in the future <3

[keiffeine]

my sister in christ i am b e g g i n g you to write hc for keith's s/o whispering "yes sir" in his ear over the most basic task i KNOW our boy would be so flustered 🙏🙏🙏

with gender-neutral reader.

genre: fluff(?), suggestive

© all rights reserved to keiffeine. reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is not allowed.

• “y/n,” keith says, turning towards you with a stack of papers in his hand. “i forgot to give these to shiro, can you give them to him for me on your way out?”

• “yes, sir,” you say in his ear, taking said papers and kissing him on the cheek before making on your way out of the meeting room.

• keith felt his breath hitch and heart stop when you said that. warmth flooded in his cheeks, traveling down to his neck and leaving him visibly red and flustered.

• it rang in his head throughout the rest of the day, and his mind was always elsewhere when there was work that had to be done or someone was trying to have a conversation to him.

• he’s just dying to hear you say it again. it makes him feel weirdly giddy and his heart just skips a beat.

• “keith? seriously, are you okay?” you ask him when you cross paths later in the day. “you seem so distracted today, what’s up?” you squeeze his shoulder, and he jumps a little, distracted once again.

• “oh.” keith clears his throat, shaking his head. “no, just—” he pauses, slowly turning red again. “just thinking about what you said earlier.”

• you quirk a brow. “what did i say?” you ask, nothing crossing your mind.

• “you…you know,” keith mumbles, too embarrassed to say.

• you think for a moment, then raising your brows when you remembered. “oh, was it me calling you”—you lean close to his ear, like earlier—“sir?”

• keith turns his head away from you, ears red. “don’t do that here,” he says through his teeth, “but yes.”

• “oh, i’m sorry, sir.” you giggle, nudging his shoulder. “i’ll make sure to watch what i say, sir,” you say in a sultry voice, before leaving and letting keith drift to his thoughts again.

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[mistkisbiggestfan]

heyyyy i just wanted t ask if you could post a part two to white lion i have reread it so many times its totally ok if you are taking a break to work on mental health or would prefer writting stuff you choose this just a silly little request (sorry i there is spelling mistakes my english isnt that good)

Pidge / Reader | White Lion - Complete rewrite - Part I

Rewrite of the fic I still have up on this blog!!

A/n: I'm back?? I think?

Words: 1221

With insomnia nothing’s real, you learn that early on, everything’s far enough to be impossible to reach. Stuck inside an endless loop, a sort of unbreakable cycle. Back then; you were not ready for failure of any kind.

As a White Paladin of Voltron your sole mission was to protect other paladins and people around you. That’s all the White Paladin was, a glorified version of a healing pod, and you hated it. Everyone neglected you, not as a friend of course, but as a valuable fighter and defender of the universe. A medic was what you were made out to be, a brute by nature and a pacifist by force, all you could do was save, even if you tried to charge into battle you were quickly pushed off – back to the sidelines. Allura told you before; each Lion has a unique bond to a specific, and only one, Paladin. Sealed by fate, with no choice, you stayed.

The only one treating you fairly was your lover, Pidge. Both young prodigies, top students of Garrison, with a heart of gold and a particularly sharp and witty comebacks. Made for each other it seemed. They actually appreciated the help they got from you during and out of battle, that was, to your dismay, cut short. As war with Galra raged on, everyone forgot about any other struggles disregarding the threat across the universe.

Soon, Pidge began to share the view about you with other paladins, bit by bit, you realized that now, not a single soul believed in you being anything else but support — You were young, skillful in this specific subject, and rather weak at first glance, but you were more than that, more than what they made you out to be.

Often, on different restless nights, you were left wondering certain things. ‘Am I just a waste to them? Keith already said that, do others agree with him? What does Pidge think?’ All loose questions tied neatly with a string of paranoia and a hint of anxiety building up.  And like that, the overthinking pursued. No one even noticed you staying out of conversations, blindly following orders, no one noticed because it was making everything so much easier. Hunk asked you at times; “Hey Y/N.. you seem quiet lately, everything alright?” But just a few words were enough to shoo him away. “Yeah, don’t worry about me. I’m the White Paladin, remember?” You often said, but you never voiced the rest of this sentence you grew to mutter each day: “The one who is supposed to help.” And Hunk, begrudgingly, let go.

Keith outright believed you were too young and just a nuisance on the battlefield; you suspected he had something against you because you caught onto him and his feelings regarding Lance, as he, himself, wasn’t yet able to face those feelings. The thought that someone knew made him defensive. At least Lance was oblivious enough for this to not be too much of an awkward situation, from what all others knew, besides you it seemed, Lance and Keith hated each other. Or, at very least, strongly disliked each other's presence. At first, before you became a nuisance, your insomnia induced night walks roaming the Castle grounds were often guided by different team members, Shiro eased your mind by comforting, Hunk baked with you, Coran told stories of the White Paladins before you — not many, but still. Allura didn’t have to say a word, as you treasured her camaraderie dearly. Lance made a habit of beauty sleepovers, and even Keith offered you a sparring match from time to time, even though he still argued with others he disliked you greatly. At times like these, you often resided with Pidge. They had a bad habit of staying way up into the night to focus on their work, not from their insomnia, but from a severe case of workaholism.

You liked to walk into their room quietly, your own feet dragging you to their room as you hadn’t even registered. You walked all the way there, sitting down beside them as they worked away on their laptop. Without a word, passing out from exhaustion next to them, feeling safe enough to let go, even if it was only for an hour or two. Waking up tired, but not overwhelmingly lonely and disoriented, as their hand around yours grounded you like an anchor. But what times often do is change. Comfort made you weak enough to believe it’ll last forever, but with a heavy heart you realized — nothing does. Your life hit a rocky path, if it can still do that after getting dragged against your will into an intergalactic war with all hopes resting on you and other bunch of dysfunctional young adults, your insomnia got worse, getting pushed off to the sidelines too.

You were a Paladin, and with an actual bond with a Lion no less, so why were you stuck organizing missions with Allura as Coran talked your ear off? Was it stupid you were jealous of each successful mission, as they came back in glee and the thrill of winning yet another battle? Maybe. Did you still feel through it like an overwhelming blade stuck inside that twisted each time you realized you were just a backup plan? Yes. All you wanted was to prove yourself, you could be useful, really. But each time Shiro said that you’re enough, you felt as if the words hitting your ears were hollow. No one assisted your nightly walks anymore. Pidge was busy. Way more busy than you had ever seen them, there was no comfort in the galaxy you could give them for them to stop their work for even a second. Realizing that leaving them alone was the best thing you could give them, you did just that, and to your small heartbreak, you received no words addressing the fact, no complaints either. Getting as desperate as walking into the training room, in case Keith was staying up late too, you often were met with nothing. Sometimes, Keith was there, but most times your ears were met with sharp yet tired words; “You shouldn’t train this late, a medic shouldn't be half-dead each day.” And with a roll of your eyes, you often walked out.

Sometimes, you stood there a second longer, savoring the meeting, and letting the hatred built up as your mind was screaming: “I’m not just a medic! I’m a Paladin just like you!”. But in the end, you sat in that cold, and now, lonely, room of yours.

Your eyes scanning over the same wall you always faced. Tired gaze raking through the metal, dissecting it into pieces, logic you couldn’t grasp. At times like this, moments before shutting off from complete exhaustion, even you had no idea how to comprehend the drive that was pushing you at such times.

Maybe tomorrow, it’ll all make sense. Maybe tomorrow won’t be just a copy of today, which was just a copy of yesterday.

At least, tomorrow, you’ll finally go on a mission, after this whole time, which felt like eternity and a second, all too far to understand and grasp. With that thought, you had no idea what came next, as your exhausted body hit the bed.

You passed out.

Again.

[callmelyc]

More crayon klance

[chasingstarss-xx]

Hi fellow roleplayers!

I'm 21F, looking for new writing partners on Discord. I do ocxoc as well as fandom pairings (see list below the cut). I'm looking for people who are 19+, active, and who like to plot, worldbuild, and headcanon!

When it comes to genres, I like fantasy, sci-fi, and historical fiction, but I also enjoy more realistic settings! I usually have a few ideas on my wishlist, but I'm more than willing to brainstorm and come up with something together!

I usually go for mxm or fxm pairings (I like to write male characters), but I'm not opposed to writing fxf! I do enjoy writing NSFW scenes every now and again, but I'm completely fine with fading to black if that's what my partner prefers.

I write in 3rd person, past tense, my replies usually being about three paragraphs, but I always try to mirror my partner's length.

If you're interested, please interact with this post or shoot me a dm! I can't wait to start writing with you! :))

Fandoms I write for are...

- Harry Potter (golden trio and marauders era)

- Teen Wolf

- Red, White and Royal Blue

- Voltron Legendary Defender

- Marvel (Loki, Spider-Man)

[rocketkit]

hey hey!! happy pride!!!!

ive seen another few other people doing this and bc i want to do some style & color experimenting… im opening up queer drawing requests for pride month!

requests can be headcanon or canon as long as they’re fictional- no real people :0

if they’re characters (2-3 characters, & ships are welcome!) from media, i will def be more likely to draw characters i already know (fandoms im in include: ST, MHA, VLD, bobs burgers, dunmeshi, the hellaverse, great gatsby, glee.. etc!)

prompts may be provided, but please keep them simple!

lmk about your headcanons!! i like to know how other people view different characters ! it’s so interesting :D

i’ll be prioritizing followers first!

[mothmanavenue]

loved working on this for @autisticlancemcclain ‘s wip! Meet Miss pidge! she’s the IT person at Althea School, where she causes problems and puts half her disposable income in the swear jar because goddamnit pidge you cannot call the student’s fucking goblins!

[fanfictionrecsss]

KLANCE FIC REC TIME

Ok, first of welcome, second off here is my ao3 acc:

Archive acc (I only have one fic, I will write anything someone asks me to at this point, I don't have any ideas).

Star ☆ = Favourite

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And here is some recs.

Extrication By Dealio (Orphaned account)

Keith/Lance Words: 4,103 Finished.

My View:

I can't remember too much about this one, but something that I can recall is trying really hard to find a part 2. The acc is orphaned, so I can't find the orginal author :(. It's a really great fic, but a bit short.

Summary:

A blackness swirled around the outer edges of his vision and it swam when he moved too fast, but he could still see the figure at the end of the hallway, running towards him as they seemed to sling a long rifle over their shoulder. They came closer and closer until Keith could make out the glowing motif and the traditional uniform of a Blade of Marmora soldier.

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What a healing pod can't repair ☆ By Remember_Me

Keith/Lance Words: 55,777 Finished.

My Veiw:

This is one of my all time favourite fics, it's probably one of the first ones I've read and oh my gosh I was addicted. It's about when Lance goes missing, and they find these video log things from him when he was lost, (Ok, not gonna spoil anymore). I love this fic.

Summary:

The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be. -- Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn't be coming for a very long time.

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Break Every Chain on Me By Katsudonace

Keith/Lance Words: 14,406 Finished.

My Veiw:

I loved this fic, and I wish there was more to it. It is a BOM Lance/Keith fic, which I really liked because there aren't alot of BOM fics out there.

Summary:

Lance is tired of no one listening to him, tired of his fears and concerns being brushed aside. With his suspicions about Shiro and Lotor being ignored, Lance decides to go to the one person group that he knows will believe him, Keith the Blade of Marmora. However, emotions run high and situations become complicated. Lance must grow to move forward, but that's easier said than done when his insecurities bind him.

Keith was finally carving out a spot for himself in the Blade, finally feeling as if maybe he belonged somewhere. That's until his mother decides to return to the main base, and his crush suddenly shows up unannounced. It's hard for him to face his feelings when he's so used to fighting them. He needs to confront his issues or forever be locked in place, never finding a place where he fits.

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If people want more recs I can post them, but honestly the only way I continue something is by people liking what I post, as it's very motivating for me.

Please suggest something, like if you want me to find fics on something I can do that, but I also really want to write some fics of your choice. If you'd like me to write a fic, (I'll basically write anything since I have buckets of free time), go onto my main blog which is here and request something:

Oatmeal-3 (My main blog)

Thanks again,

-Oat

[xochitai]

Sketch request: Draw Lotor and Kolivan if they had met when lotor was still little

It was a quiet afternoon when a sentry found the young prince crying in between the crates of a storeroom

[haryuusart]

guys I'm so dumb not only I accidentally deleted the original ask from my inbox but I also read it wrong and drew ADORA instead of Catra I'M SO SORRY 😭😭😭

In my defense this week was so stressful and I was rusty from not drawing for like a week I hope you can still accept this...... if I can find the time I'll try drawing the right version with Catra 🥲

SORRY AGAIN and thank you so much for your request 🙏

[p1tabread]

hi guys

in an effort to increase motivation, i am now opening requests for fanfics! u can comment here or send me a message if u want something written :)

i will not write smut or gore!! and i will also only write for fandoms i am in, because otherwise i can't write well (check tags for fandoms) :') it'll probably be short-ish oneshots for everything

here is a link to my ao3 if you wanna check out some of my writing

uh yeah that's all! please send requests i'm desperate lol

[clingyduoapologist]

Voltron live action should tak queues from VLD by having the first 10 minutes of the movie be completely genre-defining masterpiece level work that will stand toe to toe with artistry broth contemporary and classic, and then have the rest of the movie directed by Joss Whedon

[keiffeine]

Keith, Matt and James reacting to their S/o flinching in an argument??

with gender-neutral reader.

genre: light angst?

© all rights reserved to keiffeine. reposting, plagiarizing, modifying, and translating is not allowed.

keith kogane

• keith can get slightly aggressive and harsh without realizing it, especially with his words. he’s worked on it, and he’s gotten better with the way he speaks when he’s getting frustrated, but sometimes the aggression slips out.

• so as you’re arguing, keith’s jaw tightens before he raises his voice, making you flinch because he’s nearly yelling, and every word makes guilt pound against your chest like he’s pinning everything on you.

• keith sees it immediately, stopping and inhaling slowly before releasing a calm, slow sigh. your eyes are glassy, like you’re about to cry, and he carefully takes your hands and squeezes them.

• “i’m sorry,” he says sheepishly, embarrassed that he let his emotions rule over again. “i didn’t want to yell, let’s just—just talk, okay? i’m sorry,” keith apologizes again, then kisses your temple.

lance mcclain

• lance doesn’t like getting in arguments. he just finds it pointless to yell at each other, but sometimes it gets to that point where you’re both frustrated and raising your voice.

• while you’re both trying to get each other’s point across, lance scratches his head in frustration and groans, wanting this to be over and done with, but neither of you would give in.

• you flinched when he raised his arm, thinking that he would physically hurt you somehow and exhaling a shaky sigh when he didn’t, feeling slightly guilty that you had immediately assumed the worst.

• lance noticed and softened. “did you think i was going to hurt you?” he asked, and you nodded, muttering a small yes before immediately adding, “i’m sorry, i don’t know why i reacted like that—”

• “don’t apologize,” lance cuts you off, gently taking your hand and tugging you close. “i don’t want to fight anymore, okay? can we talk it out? i hate arguing with you.”

james griffin

• james can be easily frustrated. he’s always busy, considering that he was an military officer, and with barely any free time for himself. when he does, he just wants to spend it with you.

• like many relationships though, disagreements occur that sometimes result into arguments, and with the weight of being a military officer piling onto problems with you, it does not mix well.

• “fuck! y/n, can you just…” james rubs at his temples, feeling his face growing hot. “i’m already stressed as it is, can we just not do this right now?!” he says, not even remembering what the point of the argument was to begin with.

• you flinch a little, taking a step back when he yelled, face getting warmer.

• james sighed, guilt drumming in his chest when he saw the look on your face.

• “i—” he sighed, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment before sitting you both down on the bed. “i didn’t mean to yell. i’m sorry, it’s—it’s not your fault, okay? i’m sorry,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

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[me-elo1111]

Unfortunate Circumstances (Keith x GN reader)

A/N: judging by how well this post does I’ll try and write more, if you have requests send them in I’ll write for all characters 🤍 and ships (klance nation I see you dw please give me something to write with those two) my friend asked for an x reader so this is what we’re doing first. reader is gender neutral in this one because everyone should feel included ofc!

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Needless to say… you were stuck. Not even just stuck you were trapped with someone you could never in a million years be compatible with.

Keith Kogane, paladin of the red lion.

And a deranged smartass who ALWAYS had to be right about something… no matter what situation, if you were with Keith, it was his word against yours. And being the leader of Voltron it was almost always his word. Funny thing about it though he’d never act so rude and stand off ish to anybody else in the group… it was just you…

On a normal day you could definitely conquer this man’s attitude but this was in fact not a normal day. You were supposed to be relaxing after weeks of fighting and working against the galra but the universe had different plans. Very different plans..

“It’s just a small mission, just gather some samples for Coran and then you’ll be out in a few moments.” You remember Allura reassured you, patting your shoulder.

You gave a very hesitant smile, and continued to stride forward to the red lions hanger. Better to get this done and over with.

How silly you were to have hope for once…

“It was one simple task! How did you mess up THAT bad!?” You yelled into Keith’s ear.

You were both sitting in the red lions cockpit, Keith in the main seat and you leaning against the inner console next to him.

“In my defense I didn’t SEE that ship there!” He groaned, head in his hands.

He felt embarrassed. Not about the fact that he messed up on a mission, but about the fact that he messed up on a mission in front of you. And looking at your tense figure with your arms crossed and a sour look on your face just made it so much worse.

You wouldn’t ever know in advance, but he held you in way high regards. So much so that he found himself not being able to even have a normal conversation with you. Not like communication was his strong suit anyways. But it was a lot more worse with someone like yourself. He never could key in on the moment he started having romantic feelings for you. Sure the thought would creep up into his brain but he would just shove it away to be unheard of again. Because why would someone like you like someone like him? It never made sense in his brain. So he made it his mission to drive you away so you wouldn’t notice how much of a mess he is… But in doing so it wounded you guys here. Red was down trying to charge itself, and here you were yelling at him while he wallowed in his own pity.

“Well Keith where do we go from here?” You asked the pilot, who looked at you with something similar to… shame? Embarrassment? Yeah, something like that…

“the team knows where we are, it’s only a matter of time before they come for us. But until then, I guess we just sit tight and wait..” he trailed off, trying his best to avoid unnecessary eye contact with you.

“Whatever. At least it was you messing up this time instead of me.” You shrugged.

“Now I won’t have to get yelled at more than I have to.”

He straightened in his seat. And looked over.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.” You muttered.

“No what did you mean by that? Who yells at you?” You sat in disbelief before giving him a slight look.

He seemed to get the message pretty fast and quickly looked away from you.

“Look- I’m sorry.”

You looked at him… “go on.”

“I don’t mean to take it out on you I just uh.. I just worry about you… is all.” You could see his face turn slightly red as he shielded it from your vision while you stared at him.

KEITH worries about YOU.

Well this surely was not on your bingo card this year. In a way it makes you feel sort of light inside, since now you can push all those intrusive thoughts about him hating you away… but also- KEITH WORRIES ABOUT YOU- and you’re being a dick by yelling at him for getting you two into this mess. You sighed as you started to walk out of the cockpit to exit the lion. Seeing this Keith scrambled out of his chair, running after you with a slight bit of worry.

“Wait where are you going?” He asked as he caught up to you.

The hanger door opened and you both exited the lion, you paused for a moment as your nose inhaled a new scent. One that you were definitely not used to.

You looked at him as you both stepped out, the coolness in the wind hitting you like ice as it blows through your hair.

“We need to talk Keith…”

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A/N: I got mixed feelings about this. But I just wanted to Drabble before I got serious about writing this into a whole parted story💀 anyways let me know babes JEN JEN OUT 🫡

[reveseke]

Stupid mutt

— Voltron; Kolivan x male!werewolf!reader

Warnings; none, fluff & a small confession. Small mention of injury and written injury tending. Uh, indirect confession from reader lol?

A/N; I have no idea what I'm doing, but this was requested by @xweirdo101x , I'm sorry this took me so long to make lol.

R had always felt a sense of admiration towards his leader, Kolivan. It wasn't really secret as much as he wanted it to be, but to his knowledge the hard-ass wasn't aware of it... Yet.

He'd often catch himself staring at the specific Galran, not that anyone would actually blame him. Anyone would probably be falling to their knees for the man honestly, it was just how he outwardly presented himself that seemed to ward off any suitors; cold and aloof, always such a serious hard-ass!

But there was a certain charm in that, that drew R dangerously in, no it didn't keep R away from him. The werewolf always trying to strike up a conversation with the man. Tail wagging like no tomorrow as the man talked and talked about whatever that came to mind, not that Kolivan seemed to mind much but at times it felt like R was just being ignored. Which, he didn't really mind as he was on Kolivan's side nearly every time he could. At first he hadn't realized the small crush that he'd been brewing for his leader, but it became more noticable to the others. The way the werewolf would be at a beg and call for the galran, how he tried to impress him and subconsciously scent him from time to time even.

So it wasn't such a surprise having the werewolf fully transformed dashing back into the base of the enemy to retrieve Kolivan during the mission that had gone wrong and one of the bombs they had planned had prematurely exploded. He just couldn't bear the idea of having to lose someone he cared about and that ended with few stray gun wounds on his body from the energy blasters and an injured Kolivan on his back being dragged to the shuffle.

Not that he complained before or now afterwards about it. He took the scolding like a pouting child but it didn't matter, they were both safe and sound.

"What are you, stupid?" Kolivan scoffed at himself as he tended to the injured werewolf, his tone low and understandably angry as he applied pressure to the wound on the man's shoulder eliciting a small wince from him, "you broke the rules, you should have—" a growl interrupting the scolding that was just to begin as the human looked to him with a displeased expression, "— I should have left you there, I'm well aware of that but I just couldn't!"

"And why not? I could kick you off this team for the stunt you made. We do not need disobedient mutts running around and endangering our soldiers and the missions, [R/name]. All of us know the rules, you should know them as well." He spoke in a serious tone with a hearable edge of anger lacing his words, leaving a bitter feeling in R's chest as he scoffed. Kolivan stopped for a moment, "Did you just scoff at me?" Disbelief ridden over him as his brow furrowed with a slight surprise in his expression, "you are one rude of a mutt, you know that right?"

"You don't think the life of a soldier is valuable to go back to?" R questioned as he stared at the Galran who was tending to his injured shoulder, having been so insistent on it just so he could scold the human in peace it seemed! "Not if it endangers the mission." Falling silent as R huffed, he knew he had been in the wrong, but he just couldn't bear the idea of leaving Kolivan behind. It sounded so ridiculous and stupid to me!

A silence fell upon the two as R looked off to the right of himself, feeling Kolivan prodding his arm. Goddamn, did the man feel sore though! His muscles burned and his joints creaked uncomfortably grinding against each other as he sat, still feeling a bit out of breath from the transformation he'd undergone.

The silence was broken off as Kolivan asked him, "Why did you come back, anyways? Why reach and endanger your own life for me, is it just some kind of human sense to do or something?" Snorting lightly at that as he leaned back a little with a small hiss, a hand coming to rest on his shoulder nearly atop Kolivan's own, "oh, OH, you don't even know what the human self sacrifice sense is like!" "Actually, I'm pretty sure I know a thing or two about it—" "yeah, from the view of watching a half-galran teenager run around, that's completely different to my kind!" Shaking his head lightly with an amused huff as Kolivan dropped his hand from R's shoulder, "yeah, okay true. You're not as much if a wild card like Keith is."

"Thank you!" R smirked as he gave a small gesture with his hand, "Uh.. but to answer your question, I did it because life is valuable."

"Is that all? You ran and endangered your ass just because ""life is valuable"" as you say?" Kolivan tilted his head a little as he stared at R, the man giving an awkward huff as he looked away.

"I mean, you are valuable .. and, and it would be a pity to waste such a good leader." He fumbled with his words as he attempted to word his sentence, "and, because you're important... To m.. us." Giving a small smile at that as he corrected himself, glancing over at the galran who simply stared at him.

"[R/name]," taking the werewolf's jaw in his hand as he turned the man's face to look at him, "you are like a lost puppy. And I love that, it's adorable. But for the goddamn life of me, you make me lose my hair from the stress you cause even more than Keith dies. Never do that again, understood?"

"... You think I'm adorable?"