Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Keith & Kolivan (Voltron)
Characters: Kolivan (Voltron), Keith (Voltron)
Additional Tags: they/them pronouns for kolivan, Grooming, Hair Brushing, Hair Braiding, Touch-Starved Keith (Voltron), Mentioned Keith & Blade of Marmora, Mentioned Kolivan & Blade of Marmora
Series: Part 2 of Autistic April
Summary:
Keith swears he's touch adverse, as he hates the idea of touch in any form. Kolivan is determined to prove him wrong.
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Vlad/Danny is Silverusso in another universe and I stand by what I say. Besides, âDannyâ Fenton? A billionaire with a silver ponytail and blue eyes and an obsessive personality?
Whew.
Exactly!
Vlad: tall. Rich. Ponytail. Obsessive. But what I find interesting is that his obsession with Danny (whom he calls Daniel, in a funny reverse of Terry being the only one to call Daniel Danny boy) is due to his obsession with Danny's mother. Which then extends to him in some sort of sublimation.
Danny is also a lot like Daniel
A spunky brat who ultimately has a good heart. (They even both have blond bullies in highschool lmao)
I always find it interesting that Terry originally decided on his insane little revenge plot for Kreese. Kreese did not even ask. Terry offered. So in a way, Terry's obsession with Daniel is also due to a certain form.od sublimation of his obsession with Kreese.
Although their obsessions with the boys quickly grow genuine, and far worse.
It is also interesting to me how Vlad, in some ways represents a certain sort of mentor figure to Danny, when it comes to being a ghost. Similar to how Terry is a mentor in karate. But ultimately, they both act in ways that, while exciting, Danny/Daniel fine harmful.for themselves.
Also both of those ships remind me a bit of Ra'sTim. It's not exactly as similar. Ra's is explicitly an immortal eco terrorist, while Terry famously did not care about that. Lol. But they are both older. Rich. (Sometimes Ra's is depicted as having silver streaks in his hair but not usually a ponytail)
There's a certain level of respect between Ra's and Bruce and Terry and Miyagi, even though they disagree with their ideals. The there's Tim and Daniel. Their protege's. Who, while respecting their mentors, also have that rebellious streak at times when they disagree on how to handle a situation.
There's even how they address the boys.
For Vlad, he is the only person who calls Danny Daniel.
For Terry, it's Daniel into Danny boy.
For Ra's, Tim is famously the only person other than Bruce he will willingly call detective.
They all represent parts of themselves that the boys have naturally, yet repress due to their moral codes.
I have a Type
(also let's not mention kolivieth or I'll be here all day)
1.) What is your favorite problematic theme/trope that appears in a lot of your ships?
2.) Are there any problematic tropes that squick you out?
5.)Â Ship you don't think it all that problematic, but the rest of your fandom hates?
6.) Cutest, most vanilla ship you are into.
7.) Ship the antis in your fandom like, but you think is hella problematic?
9.) Problematic crackship?
14.) Song that reminds you of one of your pairings!
for the ask plz
1. What is your favorite problematic theme/trope that appears in a lot of your ships:
Unstable power dynamics. Not just uneven, but unstable, shifting. I find it creates the most interesting stories.
I 'm especially fond of that trope when the person you would imagine to be in the position of power (and they still are, in a traditional way) is in their own way also under the control of the other person. A mutual obsession that destroys them. Devotion that ruins you. Corruption. Two people who are the only ones to truly understand how to destroy each other. Possessiveness. Etc.
Basically that one aita answer: "you're both fucked up and perfect for each other, but don't involve anyone else in your bullshit." (Paraphrasing)
2. Are there any problematic tropes that squick you out:
Definitely. I'm pretty open to tropes in fiction, and a lot of the time it depends on the context in the story/how it's portrayed /etc.
That being said I don't fuck with anything like scat, vomit, guro, extreme underage, extreme master/slave, extreme objectification,non consensual body modification, torture porn,major character death.
Hmm. Actually, that's kind of a lot. Lol.
5. Ship you don't think is all that problematic but the rest of your fandom hates:
Interesting. For dc, I'd say probably most of the batfam ships tbh. Antis in the batfam fandom have I creased a lot over the past ten years. All these cries of "it's literally incest." It's literally not. The only ship that would be is BruceDami and that's very very rare, dead dove. Etc. hmm. Probably also hero/villain ships.
I ship Tim with just about anyone, tbh. Maybe ra'stim? But I'm also aware that's problematic. But also, in the same way, I feel like they sort of are the only two characters who can match each other's freak. I think there's a respect there. Not a healthy one. But it's there.
For CK, I think it's kind of obvious what the least favorite ship is, lol. But I won't argue that it isn't problematic. I'd say that's the appeal. Which is something a lot of people seem to not understand?
The Voltron antis (klantis) were legitimately fucking insane. They could invent any reason for any ship other than klance to be problematic.
I was always into Keith/kolivan though which was not super popular. Lol.
In the bl fandom I'm noticing that people really fucking hate anything by mame for some reason. I don't think her stories are particularly more problematic than most others.
Gosh, I've had so many fandoms and I've always had a wide range of ships in each one. It's hard to say.
6. Cutesy, most vanilla ship you're into:
Maybe damiko? I mean. They're literally just first love personified. I'll never get over them.
7. Ship the antis in your fandom like but you think is hella problematic:
mmm. I don't think there is one?
I do have to say, that it is funny to me, how Lawrusso is considered the cute ship when it's a bully/target ship. Obviously I'm not judging, but the lack of self awareness gets me. The fact that in any other fandom it would be considered the toxic ship is funny to me. That's why my favorite flavor of that ship will always be angsty teen Lawrusso.
9. Problematic crack ship:
Probably lakreese, lol. I have no idea where it came from, but it just seems to make sense. Their vibes compell me.
14. Oooh. I have an entire silverusso playlist I'm just gonna put here. Lol.
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Chapters: 1/4
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Keith/Kolivan (Voltron)
Characters: Keith (Voltron), Kolivan (Voltron)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Keith (Voltron), Alpha Kolivan (Voltron), Mating Cycles/In Heat, Rutting, Only One Bed, Pseudo-Incest, godfather/godson, Daddy Kink, Escalation, Knotting, Sex Toys, Male Lactation, Taboo, age gap, Size Difference
Summary:
Keith is coming home during March Break, ready to have a spring heat. But on the drive home, his godfather, Kolivan, is starting his rut. And it's speeding up Keith's heat.
And now there are years of buried, inappropriate desires brimming to the surface.
----
It should have been a perfect plan; Keith has always slept during long car rides. All itâd take is a few advil for the cramps and heâd be out like a light, waking up just in time to sequester himself in his room for a few more days. Then heâd be able to spend some good quality time with Kolivan at the end of his heat.
What he didnât account for is Kolivanâs rut.
Keith canât actually remember the last time heâs seen one of Kolivanâs rut. He tries to, and the best he can think of is back when he was maybe thirteen or fourteen and he had missed a soccer tournament because Kolivan was too anxious for him to leave the apartment. It stuck with him because that was the first time Kolivanâs rut had meant Keith would miss out on more than just school and tests, and he had complained something fierce. He must have said something about it, because for the life of him he canât remember seeing Kolivan in rut since.
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A/N: fic/art trade with the wonderful @kolikeith. They requested anything koliveith where another member realizes they are together, which I am only happy to provide!
Regris hates mornings.
It is anunspoken gripe that he has held for what feels like decaphoebs. The Blade of Marmora are early risers by necessity no matter the cycle nor the system. Their latest missions have lead them into systems that have a cycle much shorter than Regris is used to, and as a result they have been sleeping less often and waking more. The sporadic few vargas of sleep they all have managed has been wearing on his team.
Duty first, Kolivan would tell him. Ah, what he would do to sleep in.
âQuiznak,â he swears, vaulting out of bed in one fluid movement. He thwaps his tail against his bedframe in irritation as he makes quick work of his bed and then heads into their communal bathroom space. The other blades are already up and about as he makes his way to the bathroom to wipe his body clean of the moisture it produced overnight. He feels naked without his suit, but it would not make sense to dirty his clothing first thing in the morning.
âRegris,â Antok says as he passes. He is a blade of few words, but some of them he reserves for Regris. They have a strange sort of companionship not found within many of the blade ranks stationed here.
âDid Kolivan mention anything about the data weâve been decoding?â Regris asks him, getting straight to the point. Antok eats early, and so does Kolivan, and usually Keith if he isnât trying to get killed on some suicide mission.
Antok shrugs his shoulders. Regrisâ tail swings behind him.
âYouâre useless,â he says without meaning it, leaving Antok to finish his morning routine and wash his body clean.
To his surprise, he sees Keith leaning against the wall out in front of the communal space, wearing what he can only assume is the human equivalent to sleepwear. Humans have an affinity for dressing in loose clothing at night.
Regris is about to offer him a greeting when Kolivan comes out of the bathroomâs entrance, tugging at the wrists of his suit like he has just finished putting it on. He moves out of the doorway and looms over Keith, saying something quietly to him that has Keith smiling.
Regris stops moving. His tail thrashes behind him. Kolivan does not bathe often, and he is always early. Regris can count on one claw how many times they have met like this. He doesnât particularly want to awkwardly shuffle past the pair, but the wet state of his skin is bothering him now more than ever.
Someone catches Kolivanâs attention. He steps away from Keith hastily to address them, and Keith looks around like he is surprised to find that they are in public.
When he catches sight of Regris, his face starts to turn pink. Regris cocks his head.
âKeith,â he says on approach. âHave you had a chance to check on the decoding algorithm that weâve been running? Kolivan wouldnât let me spend the night with it.â
âBecause he knew youâd never leave,â Keith points out. Regris doesnât point that if he stays up, he doesnât have to war his way through every morning. He is looking forward to the day they can eradicate sleep entirely. âAnd no, I havenât. Everyone on team echo is busy preparing for Kral Zera.â
Kral Zera. The ceremony meant to repair the broken empire. The ceremony that the blades are going to sabotage with a dozen bombs and take out the highest in their ranks.
âIâll check on it later,â Regris says, and then he awkwardly shuffles past Keith and Kolivan to get to the bathroom.
---
Regrisâ concern is always his code. Data. Interpersonal relationships are the furthest thing from his mind when heâs focused on a mission, but even Kral Zera has him rattled.
It is in the middle of the cycle, while a huge batch of data is being processed that he decides to take a rare break and head towards the cafeteria for some food. His stomach helpfully reminds him he skipped breakfast by growling loudly.
He is nearing the cafeteria when he catches the scent of Keith wafting from the other end of the hall. He picks up his pace, eager to find Keith and enumerate over the details of the Kral Zera mission.
When he turns the corner, he is once again surprised by the presence of Kolivan. Lately, the two of them have been appearing together more often than not, their scents intermingling in a way that Regris does not like. Or at the very least, he isnât certain how to take. It is true that Keith is a valued member of the blades, but his days of being a vratling following its mother are over.
He watches them speak indistinctly, noting the downturn of Keithâs mouth to mean that the conversation is not going well. He lifts his arms in a gesture of expression his frustration, then points in a random direction. His voice echoes a little louder, but Regris still canât make it out.
âI have been looking for you, Keith,â Regris says upon approach. Both of them turn to stare at him, and he inexplicably feels as though he is intruding. He salutes Kolivan. âI had some questions about the mission for Kral Zera.â
âYou are not the only one,â Kolivan tells him. âI had intended to summon the entire team, but since youâre already here, Iâll speak freely.â
âOf course.â Regris inclines his head.
âI was just discussing with Keith how the mission is critical, and that we cannot let our emotions get the better of us.â
Keith scowls openly as Kolivan remains tense beside him. He is standing much closer than the spacious hallway would warrant, but Regris is not one to question.
âOf course,â Regris repeats, looking between them uncertainly. âThe mission first.â
âAt least you remember it,â Kolivan says, sounding quite unlike himself for a moment. Heâs looking at Keith.
âWeâre going to be fine,â Keith insists calmly. For all of Kolivanâs talk of holding back oneâs emotions, he seemsâŠ.distraught.
âMy simulations have confirmed this is the best course of action,â Regris adds. Kolivanâs expression does not change, his scent sharp with unease. âThey will be distracted by the goings-on above, and the entire sector will be guarded by a ghost staff.â
âFor once we will benefit from the Galra Empireâs brutality,â Kolivan says, sounding resigned. âI know you will both performâŠadmirably.â
âLike we always do. Weâll get it done.â Keith turns to Kolivan. âThis is going to work.â
âI am not concerned with the missionâs success,â Kolivan states, staring down at Keith. His fingers brush against Keithâs side, and Regris wants to point out there is plenty of space to his right.
âIâll be returning to my data sets,â Regris says.
âLet me know what you find,â Kolivan tells him, his eyes flicking briefly in his directly before he returns to Keith.
---
Regris doesnât see Keith alone until a few days later, right before the mission is meant to start.
The first thing he notes is the smell.
Not his smell, but the scent coating his person. It is obviously Kolivanâs. They have been spending much more time together as of late prepping for the mission, so it is not entirely surprising. They eat lunch together often as well, and Keith can be found in Kolivanâs office on any quintant.
âReady?â Regris asks. Keith nods, and then Regris canât help but add, âKolivan appears worried this time around. My simulations and datasets didnât calm him like they usually do.â
âYeah,â Keith replies slowly, pulling his hood over his head. âHeâsâŠdistracted, I think. Talk about an emotional wreck,â he mumbles under his breath, in a tone that Regris assumes Keith thinks he cannot hear.
âWeâll be fine,â he adds. âItâs a big mission, but isnât it always? Weâve been through worse.â
Even though it doesnât sound like Keith is talking to him, Regris nods.
âAnd another thingââ
âKeith.â
Kolivanâs voice suddenly sounds from beside them. Neither of them flinch at the sharp tone of his voice, too used to surprises as a spy unit, but Keithâs eyes instantly light up.
âKolivan!â he says, stepping forward. He pulls his hood down. âArenât you supposed to be briefing team alpha?â
âYes, I was. I just finished. As if I could leave without my echo,â he says fondly. Regrisâ tail flicks behind him. His scent wafts over; he smells like Keith smells like him.
Ah, he thinks as he watches Kolivan take Keithâs braided hair in hand, making some excuse that he has done it incorrectly. Recently, Keith had decided to grow a braid. Regris is a Galra half-breed, and since he does not grow hair, its significance often escapes him.
He watches Kolivan stroke his fingers down the length in an intimate gesture and thinks, ah.
âAh,â he says out loud.
Kolivan jerks like he just realizes Regris is there. He was near the doorway, shadowed partially, so it is possible. Apparently, many things are possible.
And now Kolivan is staring at him like he wants to murder him. As if he were to blame for his flagrant display of affection. Regris swallows, then gestures to his pad. âI was just reviewing the data with Keith.â
âThe data. Yes.â He clears his throat. âVery well. I would like to hear about it. Please continue.â
Keithâs face is pink again. As the pieces are still slowly coming together, Regris remembers vaguely that it is an indicator for embarrassment, or perhaps happiness?
âIf you look at this diagram, it should be easy for our spies to hide here, and then with our blades they can slice through the metal wall after arriving hereâŠâ
All the while he speaks, Kolivan stands closer to Keith than is socially acceptable among the hierarchy. Then, when Regris moves to scribble at his pad and correct a mistake, out of the corner of his eye he sees Kolivan lean down, and Keith lean up.
âI have corrected the mistake,â he announces loudly. When he lifts his head, they are both looking at him innocently. He says nothing to the pairâthey will hear enough later once this gets out, but his tail swings gently back and forth, and for once he hopes that there will be a peaceful end to this adventure soon.
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Chapter 4: Interlude
A look back at Keith and Kolivanâs relationship, some years before the events of the main story.
Excerpt:
The next day, as Ranveig and his warriors were preparing to set sail back for their lands, the jarl pulled Kolivan aside once more. Â
âThank you for welcoming us into your hall, especially on such short notice,â Ranveig clasped his forearm firmly. Â
âThe pleasure was ours. Â Friends are always welcome at our feasts,â Kolivan replied. Â
âAnd I look forward to being invited to your wedding,â Ranveig added with a wink. Â
The words took him aback. Â âWedding?â
âOf course! Â A jarl must have a wife,â Ranveig chuckled, oblivious to Kolivanâs sinking heart. Â âIâm sure you have no shortage of young maidens throwing their hearts to you, but you must choose carefully. Â A good wife can have a good bearing on a jarlâs relations with his people.â Â
âYes. Â Of course,â Kolivan managed. Â He knew that to be true, and that it was just good politics.
Ranveig clapped him on the back, then strode off down the dock to where his ship was waiting. Â
After the ship had set sail and everyone else had dispersed back to their duties, Kolivan wandered over to where Keith was teaching a couple of young boys how to fight.
Keith glanced at him as he blocked a hit and nodded in greeting. Â One of the boys, who could not be higher than Keithâs waist, rammed his wooden round-shield against Keithâs with a grunt, throwing his whole body into the hit. Â Keith barely budged. Â
âGood show of courage, but you have left yourself open.â Â Keith tapped his wooden practice axe against the boyâs side. Â He stepped off to the side. âSpar with Halfdan.â
The two boys exchanged a few blows while Keith slipped off to the side, coming to stand by Kolivan. Â
âWhat did jarl Ranveig want?â Â Keith asked, resting the wooden axe on his shoulder. Â
Kolivan exhaled slowly. Â âSomething that I may not be able to bear,â he replied, his voice low enough to be hidden under the clack of wooden staves and yells from the young boys. Â
Keith glanced at him out of the corners of his eyes. Â Try as he might to remain stoic, Kolivan always felt picked-apart under Keithâs gaze. Â
Do the kits ever spend time with Uncle Keef? (Sorry if that sent twice my connection sucks)
They sure do! Keith is a reliable babysitter, but also as a close family friend, he spends a lot of time with them. (He's partners with Kolivan in this au) He's their human-Galra idol... And knows all the best knife moves! I've drawn it before and I definitely will again :3
