#bom Thace

[chibi-pix]

Being a parent means that sometimes you'll be up at odd hours working with one hand and holding your kid with the other because they want comfort and no sleep. It happens. And Thace is being a good parent and doing his work with Pidge in hand. Not that she's bothered. She seems to be enjoying seeing things on the screen move.

Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy this one! It makes me happy to draw this sort of AU. Until next time!

[galraluver]

Thace: *eating a sandwich*

Ulaz: *trying to meditate* Do you mind? I'm trying to become one with the universe

Thace: And I am trying to become one with this pastrami sandwich

[chef-alta]

I don't have access to netflix anymore atm, but I still somehow found myself hyperfixating on VLD content even though I haven't been active in the fandom in like...5-6 years xD Specifically Galra-related content, especially the Blade of Marmora, since I was obsessed with those mfs when the show was still running

And then I somehow got myself obsessed with rarepairs that haven't had active fandoms/new content in the last two years, cuz I torture myself :')))

[graphx]

Hiraeth!Keith oneshot (1)

read it all here!

trigger warnings// suicidal ideologies, war, blood, injury etc. (general Blade of Marmora stuff)

“GIVE IT BACK!”

Kolivan effortlessly dodged once again, Keith’s new sword that felt wrong in his hands barely grazing the long braid he wore that hung behind him. He adjusted his grip with a twist of his wrist but Kolivan simply backhanded him away, his strike not even grazing him.

“Emotions are a luxury we can’t afford,” Kolivan warned as he unbalanced Keith with a simple kick to the back of his knees. “You are attached to this blade; it is all you have left of your world. But that planet is gone, nothing but dust and rubble lost to the empty expanse of space. You must accept that if you are to survive here.”

His bones ached and throbbed but he still got to his feet, charging again like it was second nature. Kolivan punched him and he couldn’t tell where, the impact feeling all too similar to the rest of his body which he was sure was becoming a giant bruise.

With every hit he learned to roll with the impact better, getting up faster and faster, not allowing Kolivan a second to breathe. He punched while he deflected Kolivan’s weapon and missed. He kicked before he striked, learning and adapting based on what he saw Kolivan do. Not that it mattered. Keith hadn’t even managed to land one hit.

Keith had been told all his life by his father that he could do anything if he just set his mind to it. His dad had never lied before but Keith was starting to doubt it all the same. He wanted more than anything in the world, no the universe, to beat Kolivan, to get his knife, the only thing he had left, back and he would spill as much blood as he needed to get it back-

He had convinced himself that the reason he was failing was because this knife wasn’t his, it was similar but wrong, it fit into his hand wrong, it set against his belt wrong, it was too heavy and too light and at the same time, and it was all wrong. Kolivan could be beaten, he could escape, he could go back to a home that wasn’t there if he could just win but that was wrong too.

Keith could listen to his dad’s raspy voice again if he could hit harder. He could watch the sky bleed from twilight to dusk again on the porch if he could just move faster. He could feel wind in his hair and the ground rushing past him on his dad’s bike if he could just win.

A daze had taken over him, a delusional obsession deep in his gut that he believed with every fiber of his being that if he just did enough he could go home. He didn’t want to remember the fleets blocking out the sky, his father’s panicked voice, the tremors shaking the ground, the running, the smoke, the fire illuminating the blue glow of two crescents beneath cheeks as blood mixed with ash and his knife gleamed a little duller.

He had run away from it all, taken to a ship he didn’t recognize, pressed against people he didn’t know, drowning on dry land trying to breathe above the crowd towering over him-

And then Kolivan was there, a firm presence at his side that was wrong. It shouldn’t have been claws against his shoulder, it should have been his dad’s calloused hands. It shouldn’t be a pale multicolored face with a scar that ran down the side, it should have been his father’s with a nick above his eyebrow. He wanted to run, to feel sand under his feet, and run away as fast and far as he could because everything was wrong and nothing was going to change that. 

More than anything he was angry. More than that he was exhausted and he couldn’t run from that anymore as he sank to his knees, gasping for breath. It was a tiny rebellion, to show emotion when Kolivan had just told him not to. He glared up at him with all the fury his soul could produce, only for the taller Galran to kneel beside him.

“What do you want, Keith?” Kolivan asked indifferently, observing him with golden eyes.

“...I want my knife… back… it’s not… yours!” Keith heaved, scrambling to his knees.

“If you defeat me your weapon will be returned to you. But you must first learn how to defeat me. Knowledge is greater than power.” Kolivan stated so nonchalantly like it was simple. “You are powerful, you have survived through many endeavors, but you still cannot win. But you still must do what needs to be done.”

Keith’s gaze followed Kolivan’s blade as he dropped it, the sound echoing as soon as it hit the floor. He stared up in disbelief but he only waited. Keith watched the Blade lose its glow, no longer in Kolivan’s grasp. The insignia in the crossguard grew dark as he looked on impassively, waiting for the action Keith would take.

“You should have killed me by now,” Kolivan said calmly, like he knew Keith wouldn’t move. It snapped him from his shock, lunging for the hilt and crossing it with his own to rest barely an inch from Kolivan’s neck. Humiliation burned under his skin that he had to bend over to reach his height, but he still didn’t move, eyes not leaving Keith’s.

“You are granting me mercy. That was your first mistake,” Kolivan’s form blurred right in front of him and he didn’t even get the chance to nick him as Kolivan swept his legs out from under him. His stance mirrored the one Keith had taken not seconds ago, both swords hovering over his neck. Keith glared down at the swords, meeting Kolivan’s stare without flinching. It wasn’t like he had anything to lose.

“You are not powerful enough to grant mercy. You must permanently deal with your enemies to ensure they don’t hurt you or anyone else. Power is the ability to choose. The Blade of Marmora doesn’t have that option.” Kolivan lowered his sword. “Neither do you.”

Keith was quiet, no longer meeting his eyes. He only heard Kolivan sheath his own blade before setting down Keith’s own.

“Each blade is unique to every member. It is tied to your life force and bloodline. You should make your own in the forgery. Use the Luxite provided there sparingly, it is hard to gather these days.”

Before exiting Kolivan stopped, turning back to him. “Choose a new name. Your previous title has very obvious origins. I’m sure I don’t need to remind you that your species is now very coveted by Alteans and Galrans which are currently the most powerful species in the galaxy. If you are to help the Blade of Marmora avenge your planet you must become one of us. Embrace your new duty to the universe… A purpose is a very important thing here. Don’t lose sight of your own.”

It took Keith a while to realize he had even left. The words and empty warnings floated through the empty space of his mind as he laid, motionless, on the floor. What did he want? What purpose did he even have here? What was even the point of getting off this shiny, cold floor?

Keith could have pondered those questions for the rest of his life. He could give up, right here, and never move again. The others probably wouldn’t even notice, if they even cared enough to. Who could blame him? A kid, alone, literally thrown into an unknown universe. The only planet he had ever known was destroyed before his eyes by a war he couldn’t even hope to understand. What could one helpless kid abandoned by the cosmos itself hope to do?

It was at that moment Keith decided he didn’t need hope. His dad had died helping people, and Keith would die doing the same thing. He wanted to avenge his planet, his dad, his home, his memories, even if he had to give up all of them to do it. Remembering would only tether him to the moment he lost it all. He didn’t have time for that. 

He forced himself to move, to crawl, to spite the world itself. The Blade of Marmora wanted to use him? Keith would use them right back to fuel the supernova of rage building in his chest. He would shed all the blood he needed to, enough to drown the stars themselves. He would destroy, maim, shatter and crush anything that got in his way. He would burn the sun itself even if it would only leave him with ashes.

It was enough. It had to be. It wasn’t like he had anything else.

[addic-tea-d]

VLD OC fanfic!  Currently no update schedule, may change if more people enjoy it.

*Team Voltron currently has not been introduced*

Little Nita lost her home, Altea, to Zarkon when she was only 6 years old. Sent away by her parents in hopes of protecting their precious child, Nita ended up floating in a trash nebula for 10,000 years until she was found by the Blade of Marmora. After accidentally activating the strange pod, the Blades were shocked at the odd child who awoke; a Galran child with never-before-seen markings. Alone in the world, the Blades ponder her future.

Will they send away this terrified child who has already been sent away once? Or will she find a place among the Blades and obtain a new family?

[smutdrunk]

keep thinking about BOM x trans Keith where it's not quite a/b/o but the Blades are just absolutely enamored with Keith. (🥵✂)

they want to protect him, they want to make him feel good, they want to see him succeed. like they'll force Keith to rest between missions and ensure he eats and sleeps properly but other times they'll take turns fucking him.

maybe each Blade even has their unique thing:

Regris loves using his tail--binding Keith's wrists, teasing whichever of Keith's holes isn't stuffed full of cock, loves binding Keith's wrists together while he slowly and tenderly eats Keith out.

Antok loves lying back and letting Keith ride him at his own pace, but he absolutely doesn't mind eventually taking over by placing his broad hands on Keith's hips and fucking Keith on his cock.

Ulaz and Thace tend to sandwich Keith between them, just stroking his body while they affirm how strong and handsome and smart he is until all three of them are sweaty and worked up and grinding against one another.

Kolivan knows Keith best, of course, but his duties as leader keep him from giving Keith as much attention as he'd prefer. making time for Keith means finally clearing a few days and issuing an order that they're not to be disturbed unless it's an absolute emergency. he fucks Keith all over his quarters, lets him soak in the bath while he prepares small meals, curls up with Keith like two content cats when they're spent.

and Keith found all of this overwhelming at first but over time it helps clear his head during missions, helps him remained focused because he knows his fellow Blades have his back. knowing that he'll never spend another night alone doesn't hurt either!!!

[lilflowerpot]

I absolutely adorrreeeee Little Blade and i feel so spoiled that you have the time, energy and desire to answer asks. Sorry if you've already answered but do you have any personal hc for what type of galra some of the blade members are like Regris and Antok who don't take their masks off? Also will Regris have a bigger role in LB?

(Probably can't answer that last one but I had to ask lol and I like to think that he and Keith were friends in bom but I don't remember if it has any base in canon)

I hope you have an absolutely fantastic day!!

You're a sweetheart, thank you!!

Antok I've actually mentioned before, though it was in a worldbuilding post rather than a BoM one, but due to the atypical structure of his hands, and the fact that he has a tail (a recessive galra trait) I consider him to be a Byal hybrid! His other half is a race not biologically dissimilar to the galra, though they have tails as a matter of course, so that particular genetic quirk manifested itself quite firmly in him.

Regris, due to his lithe stature and more reptilian tail, is by my reckoning of Dox descent, but... oh honey, I'm sorry to be the one to remind you of this, but LB is canon-divergent post-s04, by which point...................... Regris is already dead. If it’s any consolation, his role is //retroactively// more important than canon, because I personally like to think of Keith & Regris having struck up a close friendship due to the two of them being the youngest of the BoM (which is, in part, why Kolivan had them working together, because he’s a softie at heart and wanted to provide them both with some semblance of companionship) but beyond Keith’s memories of him,,,,,,

[chibi-pix]

It's been a long while. I just needed some Dads of Marmora softness with Pidge being adopted by Thace and Ulaz. So. Here we are. Thace just adoring his baby girl as she snuggles in.

I hope y'all enjoy this one. Until next time!

[galraluver]

Here's Thace's part to this request, I hope you enjoy it 😁

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Thace felt tired when he and Antok finally returned to the main Marmoran headquarters after the mission they'd been on for the previous few days; they had to give Kolivan their mission reports before they could go their separate ways, though. The one thing Thace wanted to do more than anything was take a long nap in his and (Y/n's) comfortable bed in the habsuite they shared, a place where he would always be safe. Thace felt lucky to be able to court (Y/n), she was everything he'd been looking for in a life mate and he knew how much she loved him; their relationship wasn't picture perfect, but they completed each other. The one thing he thought was that (Y/n) was half galra, although the one thing about her he didn't know was that she dyed her hair purple because she loved the way it looked. He knew that she couldn't have been related to Krolia, so he figured someone else from the galra empire went to Earth long ago and got busy with a human.

The reason (Y/n) never told Thace about her dyeing her hair was because she thought he already knew, she didn't think it was important enough to bring up. Since her hair was beginning to turn its original color she decided to dye it purple again while Thace was gone which gave her a little time alone. The dye she used didn't exactly smell nice, (Y/n) was grateful that the little packet of shampoo covered up the bad smell as best as it could. Once she finished putting the dye in her hair and washed her reusable gloves all (Y/n) had to do was set the timer on her phone for the right time until she could finish the job. The sitting period could be pretty boring and until the timer went off she would play a game on her phone; Thace entered their habsuite while (Y/n) was in the bathroom, causing her to smile when she heard his familiar footsteps.

“(Y/n), where are you?” Thace called out when he didn't see his girlfriend right away, wondering exactly where she could have been; she was always there to greet him and not seeing her was strange.

“I'm in the bathroom.” (Y/n) responded, speaking loud enough for him to hear him all the way at their front door.

Thace took his shoes off by the door and went to go get a drink from the little kitchen, he figured that his lover was fixing her hair or something; technically she was fixing her hair, but not in the way he thought. He couldn't wait to embrace his mate after he'd been gone for so long, Thace was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the scent of the hair dye. (Y/n) left the bathroom so she could greet Thace with a kiss, but as soon as he saw her a look of confusion crossed his face. Thace wasn't expecting to see (Y/n) with purple hair dye in her hair, he always thought she was half galra and seeing that she wasn't made him falter. He never got into a relationship with her just because he thought she was half galra, he loved (Y/n) regardless of her species, but seeing that she was actually fully human made him feel dumb for not realizing it sooner.

“(Y/n), you're- But I thought-” Thace sputtered out, staring directly at his girlfriend's dye filled hair.

“I'm what?” (Y/n) asked Thace in confusion, unsure as to why he looked dumbfounded when he saw her.

“I thought you were half galra, I didn't think that you simply dyed your hair.” Thace explained, needing to take a deep breath before he answered her with uncertainty.

“You thought- Oh…” (Y/n) responded with disappointment, feeling her heart nearly stop when she heard his slightly disappointed tone, she hoped that Thace wouldn't break up with her just because she wasn't half galra.

Thace stared at (Y/n), deep in his thoughts about what he just walked on; he never thought to ask her if she dyed her hair, he naturally assumed she was half galra. He didn't love her any less after finding out that his girlfriend was fully human, (Y/n) would always be the woman he fell in love with, no matter what. (Y/n) felt stupid for not telling Thace that she dyed her hair purple, she never imagined that he would think she was half galra. The young woman averted her gaze for a moment, unable to look her significant other in the eye until he said something. Neither Thace or (Y/n) knew what to say to each other right away, they needed a few minutes to process the situation at hand.

“I still love you, I will always love you; I don't want you thinking otherwise. I wasn't expecting you to be a full-blooded human, it truly doesn't matter what species you are, although you had me convinced that you were half galra.” Thace spoke with an assuring tone after he thought about what he was going to say; he knelt down in front of (Y/n) so they were at eye level, he didn't want her to think that they were only a couple because of his misunderstanding about her bloodline.

“So then you're not upset?” (Y/n) shyly questioned, looking him directly in the eye.

“No, of course I'm not. You're you, nothing can change that. Besides, I think you look gorgeous with purple hair.” Thace responded lovingly whilst trying not to let the stink of the hair dye affect him.

“I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner that I dye my hair, I just always assumed that you knew. I love you too, Thacey.” (Y/n) replied, feeling better knowing that he would never stop loving her over a simple miscommunication error.

Thace scooted forward a little only to scrunch his nose up a little when he breathed in the stench of the hair dye, his original plan was to kiss (Y/n) but the purple dye smelled horrible to him. He gently lifted her right/left hand with one of his so he could press a delicate kiss on her knuckles, it was his way of showing affection until he could properly kiss her later. (Y/n) beamed a smile at her boyfriend when he kissed her hand, she loved how he always found ways to show affection for her. Thace offered to help her in any way he could with the dyeing process so that she wouldn't have to do it alone, something (Y/n) appreciated very much. Until the timer on her phone went off (Y/n) told Thace about why she loved dyeing her hair purple and how long she'd been doing it for, it was something she liked talking about with people she was close with.

[vldkatt]

What Happened

by Renaurlli

Voltron, the rebels and the BoM have just taken part in an intense battle and won. They celebrate the second the team gets back to the hangers but they celebrated too early.

Words: 909, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Kolivan (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Thace (Voltron), Ulaz (Voltron), Antok (Voltron), Regris (Voltron), Acxa (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Regris (Voltron), Matt Holt/Keith, Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Adam/Shiro (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Angst, Gay Keith (Voltron), Galra Keith (Voltron), Blade of Marmora Keith (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) is Bad at Feelings, Mental Breakdown, Panic Attacks, Some comfort

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lHypw1n

[ao3-feed-shadam]

What Happened

by Renaurlli

Voltron, the rebels and the BoM have just taken part in an intense battle and won. They celebrate the second the team gets back to the hangers but they celebrated too early.

Words: 909, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Keith (Voltron), Kolivan (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Thace (Voltron), Ulaz (Voltron), Antok (Voltron), Regris (Voltron), Acxa (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Regris (Voltron), Matt Holt/Keith, Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Adam/Shiro (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Angst, Gay Keith (Voltron), Galra Keith (Voltron), Blade of Marmora Keith (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) is Bad at Feelings, Mental Breakdown, Panic Attacks, Some comfort

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47238340

[ao3feedsheith]

Reach Out Your Hand To Me...

Reach Out Your Hand To Me... https://archiveofourown.org/works/43707273 by Kitty_LaKill Shiro is on his way back to the BoM headquarters after getting his new arm when his ship starts to malfunction... some unexplainable things happen... Sheith secret Santa exchange 2022! Words: 16484, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Krolia (Voltron), Kolivan (Voltron), Ulaz (Voltron), Thace (Voltron) Relationships: Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Additional Tags: Sheith Secret Santa 2022, SHEITH - Freeform, Galra Shiro (Voltron), Half-Galra Keith (Voltron), Omega Verse, Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Mating Bond, Keith (Voltron) Whump, Space Stations, Mates, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Shiro (Voltron), Omega Keith (Voltron), Scenting, Hurt/Comfort, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Spooky, Telepathy, Telepathic Bond, Shiro Saves Keith (Voltron) via AO3 works tagged 'Keith/Shiro (Voltron)' https://archiveofourown.org December 19, 2022 at 03:05AM

[swordwing2117]

Thace from VLD

akryl + ink

[incontea]

[pastelpaperplanes]

me: takes time and consideration into the logistics of most ships and forms well versed opinions on their dynamic

also me: cries and sobs over two minor characters from a show that literally had zero (0) NADA. NO. interactions together whatsoever also they’re dead?????