#thace x ulaz

[chibi-pix]

I was in a quest for pride stuff today and was put out at how little there was (some stores not even having anything). And on my way home, I realized. I can draw pride myself. So! For pride month, I’ve got the two greatest dads for AU stuff. Thace and Ulaz! And with their baby girl, Katie, proud and happy to have her dads. 

So! Here we are!  Happy pride month everyone! And celebrate any and every day! Until next time!

[galraluver]

pls do 4 galrans of ur choice writing a loveletter!

Sure thing 🥰 I intend on making this as cute as possible 💕😊

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~ Thace ~

~ Thace is a little bit of a hopeless romantic like Ulaz, but unlike Ulaz he's not always the best at expressing his romantic interest for you

~ He loves you more than life itself, so he decides to attempt writing a love letter as a way to confess those feelings for you

~ While he writes the love letter Thace lets the words come from his heart, just as he would have done if he was confessing his feelings for you in person

~ He had only one chance to write a love letter to you and he wanted to do it right, he ended up obsessing over it for nearly a week

~ He felt that writing a love letter shouldn't have taken so long to write, and yet by the time he perfected it he was still hesitant to give it to you

~ Ulaz has to give Thace a pep talk before he leaves the envelope containing his love letter to you in front of your door

~ In the end, you reciprocate his feelings and within a week the two of you become a romantic couple

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~ Ulaz ~

~ Ulaz is a hopeless romantic and a complete sweetheart even though he acts stoic and a bit distant when others are around, but when it comes to you, his true love, he wants you to know how much he truly loves you

~ One of the most romantic things a person can do at the beginning of a relationship is write a love letter to their true love, so that's exactly what he does

~ The two of you can't be together all the time yet because of his position amongst the Blades, so writing love letters are his way of being intimate with you whenever he's away

~ Obviously there's no mail service in space, so he has Keith deliver the letters to you

~ He writes down how he feels about you in the most personal, sincere, meaningful way possible that will have you swooning as soon as you read the letter

~ While Ulaz writes the letter he writes poetically from his heart and re-reads each sentence after he finishes writing them to make sure there's no grammar mistakes and that nothing sounds cringey

~ Writing a love letter is the most heartfelt way one can express their feelings for someone they love deeply

~ Ulaz knows that you'll absolutely love the love letters he wrote for you

~ And you do; they're the most romantic thing you've ever read and you do your best to write love letters in response

~ Until you and Ulaz are permanently reunited with each other, you both send each other love letters that you both save for momentum

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~ Ezor ~

~ Honesty, Ezor could just tell you that she likes you since your bedroom is right across the hallway from hers aboard Lotor's main ship, but she wants to do something really cute and she decides to write a love letter to you

~ Of course, she takes her time to write it to make sure it sounds sincere, genuine and very loving

~ Ezor isn't really good with poetry and ends up asking Lotor for advice because she's not necessarily the best at long declarations of love

~ Lotor helps her out because she's one of his oldest friends and he wants to see you and her end up as a couple

~ Ezor doesn't have as much patience as her teammates, she really likes you and she just wants to tell you

~ She ends up confessing her feelings for you in the love letter just to get it over with

~ It would crush her if you didn't reciprocate her feelings, at least with the love letter she wouldn't have to face that rejection in person

~ In the end, after you find the love letter in front of your bedroom door, you seek Ezor out and the two of you end up together as a romantic couple

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~ Ladnok ~

~ Since Ladnok is a high ranking commander in the galra empire she has the privilege to take anyone as a romantic partner, even a servant

~ Ladnok likes you more than anyone and she thinks the two of you would be a good match for each other, and she can tell that you have a slight crush on her, so her way of letting you know that she's interested is by writing love letters to you

~ Writing a love letter to someone is a very serious thing; Ladnok takes her time to write the first one since she wants you to know how she feels about you, but at the same time she doesn't want to come on too strongly

~ Ladnok makes sure to include how much she truly values you as a person rather than a servant, the last thing she wants is to accidentally make you think that she's taunting you

~ Usually interspecies relationships are looked down upon in the empire, although since both you and Ladnok are women it's more accepted

~ Honesty, Ladnok felt a little nervous when she wrote the letter because she was expressing her feelings for you on paper, she just wanted you to know how much she liked you

~ Once the letter is complete and perfect Ladnok gives the letter to you personally

~ After you read the letter you swoon, and it isn't long before you accept her offer to court you

[loveafterthefact]

A Deleted Scene

Just some Ulace background fluff for those of you who love them as much as I do

Thace is sitting by the fire, frown cast in deep chasms over his young face. One ear swivels, searching for his mate coming home, chasing fleeting sounds through the night. The other is fixed behind him, on four of his kits sleeping soundly in the den, safe in the knowledge that their bearer is right outside.

At least, they fucking better be, given it took a varga to get the triplets into bed! Why did he want so many kits again?

The answer to that comes with the sound of a particular set of footsteps drawing near, bringing a smile to Thace’s lips. An older, war-grizzled Galra soon comes into sight, the shape of his body haunting in the light of the village’s campfires.

“Welcome home,” Thace murmurs, holding out his arms for the sleeping kit Ulaz carries close to his chest.

“Welcome home,” Ulaz echoes. It’s a long-time ritual of theirs, to call each other home, especially during an age when physical home could be destroyed at any time.

Thace purrs, cradles his youngest kit close, breathing in their scent, drawing his cheek over the top of their head. Without hesitation, Ulaz passes over the newborn infant, understanding his mate’s needs. And Raj’s. Their eyes and ears are barely open, mere silhouettes, the sounds of their family the only things their senses care about. That includes not spending more than a few vargas without one of their parents. Thace feels the same way, instinctively drawn to his littlest kit.

Sometimes, work makes that impossible.

Ulaz sits next to him, pulls a slightly cold dinner toward him. They sit in silence for a while, Thace letting himself relax now that he has all his kits again, Ulaz taking the time to savor a moment after a rough afternoon of profiling. Both are decompressing, relishing their time (mostly) alone.

“So… What’s gone and put that frown on your face?”

“The princes.”

“Not Lotor, I presume.” “No.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“I feel like I failed somehow,” Thace whispers. “They’re so, so young. Both of them. Lance still smells more like a kit than an adult. And so much is being asked of them. And I- I keep thinking of how I crumbled under everything.”

“You did not crumble, my love.” Ulaz tucks his chin over Thace’s shoulder, smiling down at the kit sleeping in his mate’s arms. “You realized you’d been indoctrinated and then had an identity crisis because you finally started thinking for yourself. Very different things.”

The humor falls flat. Ulaz’s humor usually does.

“I know. I know. I just… Keith- Keith feels like one of my kits to me. Like I love him, and want to protect him, and keep him safe. He’s been through so much and I dunno. I’m dissatisfied.”

“It’s too soon. They should have waited a decaphoeb or two to breed,” Ulaz agrees. “But they are princes, and sometimes what should be, can’t be.”

“I know that too.” An edge creeps into Thace’s voice.

“But you don’t like it.”

“No, I don’t.”

Ulaz chuckles, eyes gleaming with fondness in the dark. “May I make an observation?” At Thace’s hesitant nod, the older Galra continues. “You are… extremely opinionated, and you’ve been known to get very annoyed when people don’t agree or conform to those opinions.”

“So I’m mad that the princes have chosen to go straight from final growth and bonding to parenthood for the simple reason that I don’t like it? Or am I mad because I advised them to do exactly that for political reasons even though I’m a healthcare provider?”

“You tell me. Why are you mad?”

Thace groans, leans away so he can properly glare at his mate. “I hate when you do that.”

“I’m a profiler. That’s what I do. And you used to find it very hot when I do that.”

“It is. When you’re not doing it to me.”

“And I just got you to admit you still think I’m hot.” Ulaz kisses him, smile against smile.

“Oh, you’re very hot,” Thace agrees, returning the kiss. “But I’m hotter.”

A few doboshes pass in easy silence, touch and even breaths replacing discourse. It’s been like this since before they even bonded, the comfort of silence coming naturally in each other’s presence. Decaphoebs of trust lie between them, stemming from care given during a first season Thace hadn’t intended to face alone until it was right upon him.

The younger Galra sighs, eventually surrendering to his older mate’s learned patience.

“I’m mad because if I’d said what I should have said instead of what I needed to say, they would have had more time together just the two of them. And that time was so important to me.”

“You and Keith are different people. You needed time for yourself because you’d constantly been smothered by others. Keith has still been alone for more decaphoebs than he hasn’t. He wants to sink himself into the soil and put down as many roots as he can.

“Don’t begrudge them an early start just because it’s not what you’d choose for yourself. They were happy when you spoke to them, right?”

Thace heaves a sigh. “They were… so happy. I’ve never heard two people sound that happy. Like it was all they ever wanted.”

“Then maybe we give them the benefit of the doubt. Let’s see if the Altean rises to the occasion before we go sulking pensive in front of the fire.” Ulaz’s arms wrap around his waist, legs crossing beneath Thace’s own crossed legs. “Or go kicking his ass for hurting our little friend.”

“You think you’re clever, don’t you,” Thace mutters, not missing how he’s suddenly in his mate’s lap.

“I missed you. I haven’t seen you all quintant except to trade off Raj.”

Unable to argue, Thace leans back against him, a silent admission. Raj yawns, stretching their little arms as their mouth opens wide, tiny tongue curling.

“I want more of these,” Ulaz whispers, slipping a finger into his infant kit’s fist. “Like a million of them.”

“I don’t know about a million, but a few more for sure.” Thace bites his lip. “You really think they’ll be okay?”

“You know, I really do. I wasn’t ready, but when we got pregnant with Mashan I like to think I did quite well.”

“You did,” Thace promises, gazing at Ulaz’s finger still gripped tight in their kit’s tiny hand. “You did so well, love.”

Ulaz hadn’t always wanted kits, afraid to disappoint, to damage a small, dependent life. Thace had accepted, though not without some heartbreak that morphed into fear after contraceptives failed some dozen seasons down the line. When he told Ulaz, he’d found himself comforted, Ulaz’s fear tempering his own, the promise of a new life pushing everything else away.

That new life became Mashan, their sweet, gentle girl that makes them desperate. Mashan, who will never make it in this life if something doesn’t change and soon. For Forenz, Bimesa, and Lorna, who could thrive anywhere but still deserve better. For Raj, who takes after their bearer already, fierce and ferocious, but should never have to wonder if their parents are coming home.

“I’m so glad I waited for you,” Thace whispers.

“I’m glad I waited for you too.” Ulaz extracts himself from Raj’s grip, squeezes his mate tight, rubs their cheeks together. They purr in concert. They’ve been together for almost two centaphoebs, fathers for not even half that, but given the choice, there’s nothing they would have done differently.

The proof of that comes later, with Mashan curling up against Ulaz’s chest, using his arm as a pillow, clinging to him like a little primate. He’s got her tail in his hand. The triplets are piled between them and Thace, Raj on his chest, still-folded ear pressed to his central heart.

The family he always envisioned for himself, but much better than he ever imagined. So long as he can hold onto it.

[r-iii-n-a]

Oh the memories come rushing back when I look at those drawings. I really, really loved Voltron, but I honestly just fell in love with these two, Thace and Ulaz. 💜

I drew all of these in 2019, before I stopped drawing for a long time. But I am back now, with a new blog (because I somehow can't access the other one anymore).

[incorrectvld-quotes]

Thace: [shoots a gun at the roof]

Ulaz: [jumps off the couch]

Ulaz: THIS IS WHY KOLIVAN DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU

Thace: [runs away laughing his ass off]

[r-ii-n-a]

Let them have their own happy ending. 💜

[wajjs]

5. “Wash your hands, then hug me.” Ulaz/Thace

5. “Wash your hands, then hug me.” Ulaz/Thace

Thace’s looking at his hands with a frown on his face, eyes focused yet unseeing.  It’s the vision of blood staining his fingers, dried up and cracking on his palms, uncomfortable underneath his claws, it’s the vision of someone else’s blood on his hands that has him tethering over the edge of wanting to lose control and needing something to hold onto so he doesn’t.

He always knew sooner or later this would happen: he always knew that there was just no way for him to live in a war as a soldier and not have to come to this life-altering moment.  Because in war too many things can be summarized to a basic dilemma: his life or the life of the other aiming the gun right in between his eyes.

And Thace always thought he was ready for anything and everything, that all he wasn’t ready for was to die.

And now he’s coming to terms with the fact that he wasn’t right.

Ulaz finds him soon enough.  Or what Ulaz probably thinks as a better time to have Thace be found, as he still has his hands under a stream of almost-boiling water, shaking and battle-worn and almost blood free, but nothing is taking away the scent of it off his memory.

“Wash your hands,” Ulaz says, an indecipherable expression on his face, but he doesn’t comment on how out of it Thace is, so Thace relaxes a little, “or finish doing so.”

“Okay,” he replies numbly, now scrubbing away the stubborn blood from underneath his claws, not knowing what else to say.

And Ulaz must be a mind reader, because he seems to know exactly what Thace needs when he continues speaking: “Then hug me.”

“Okay,” Thace breathes, and this time he doesn’t detect the scent that’s been driving him out of his mind.

[myeah-sen]

@galrabigbang was an absolute blast! I enjoyed creating art for @revasnaslan ‘s awesome fic, “By Any Means Neccessary” (Rated T) Thank you guys so much for this opportunity!

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13956120/chapters/32127000

[hiddenmangaka]

🌸”White Lotus/ BOM members” (Human!Ulaz + Human!Thace + Human!Kolivan)

—- Whoo~!!! Done!!! 🤩 Okay, so in my version of the Avatar AU, there are TWO factions of the White Lotus: the public personal guard of the Avatar- “White Lotus,” and the PRIVATE guard of the Avatar- “Black Lotus.” In this version, the BL members are war refugees from the Galra Empire who sought asylum. In exchange for sanctuary, they serve the Reader, the Avatar, from the shadows (like ninja version of the WL). Kolivan is the leader of the BL, and Ulaz and Thace are the Avatar’s caretakers (yes, I ship them!!! 🤪💛) More shall come!!! 😍🌟

[chibi-pix]

Ulaz is ready for the day with his new baby pack! Though, Ulaz? Please head Thace’s request, we really don’t need a repeat. It’s in reference to this piece. Also, looking at the old piece? I’ve come a long way in drawing Ulaz and Thace.

Anyway, I hope y’all enjoy this piece. Until next time!

[galraluver]

I finally have the next two chapters of my BoM Parent Scenarios published and Krolia's finally joining the story on a more full time basis. Also, you (the reader) and Ulaz end up with a third surprise

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And here's the two soundtracks used for mood music

[chibi-pix]

This was just too adorable! Pidge probably can’t even talk and she does her best to look out for her boys! And I love how protective and loving the others are! And yes! Thulaz adopting Pidge! My favourite! And I just adore Pidge loving Antok’s tail, holding it and playing with it. Perfection.  You did a wonderful job with this! It was a great read!

Author Note: This is pre-canon, where the Blades are raising Keith and Pidge at headquarters, and the two are best friends with Regris, who is just a bit older than Keith. In this au, Keith is four, and Pidge is one. This is also Thulaz.

"The Pack's Kits"

Most of the time, Antok could be found in one of the training halls, either helping recruits refine their skills or working on his own. The rest of the time, he could be found in his office. That all changed four deca-phoebes ago, when Krolia came back from a mission with a tiny kit. When the pack met the tiny kit, they couldn't help but fall in love with him. Keith was part Galra and a future member of the Blades. As he grew, he became fast friends with another kit on the base named Regris, whom Krolia had basically adopted.

Three years after coming back with Keith, Krolia had found a baby in an abandoned space craft that looked like it had been attacked by either space pirates or the Empire. Either way, the adults of the space craft were either dead or taken as hostages/slaves but had hidden the baby well enough that she had been spared. Krolia couldn't leave the baby alone as she could die, so she had taken her back to headquarters. Kolivan almost face palmed when she appeared with the tiny baby. He, of coursed, let the baby stay, especially after the rest of the pack met her. When Thace and Ulaz immediately adopted the kit upon seeing her, Krolia smiled. Since they were all pack, she had no problem with her pack brothers being the baby's dads.

All three kits were really close, even though the baby was only a deca-phoebe old and slept a lot. Thace and Ulaz named their baby Pidge, when meant 'fierce one' in Galran. They could tell that she was going to live up to her name when she defended her "brothers." Some of the Blades at headquarters didn't like half-breeds like Keith and Regris and tended to push them around, especially when the adults of the pack weren't around. However, the last time one of them was picking on Regris, Ulaz was nearby, and Pidge had been secured in a hip bag hanging off his belt. Ulaz had nearly grabbed the Blade member, when he suddenly let out a screech. Pidge had grabbed two handfuls of the Blade's thick fur and yanked hard. Ulaz composed himself and simply said, "Let that be a lesson to be more open to other beings. Even the smallest among us have hidden talents."

Pidge had released her grip and settled back into the pouch, Ulaz gently stroking her hair as he checked on Regris. Each member of the pack looked after Pidge, generally carrying her in a hip bag as it allowed their hands to be free, which helped when all three kits wanted held. Regris tended to cling to the back of whichever pack member was nearby and Keith liked being held with his head tucked underneath their chin. Even though they loved every member of their pack, each kit was especially close to one member (aside from Krolia). Regris was close to Antok, Keith was close to Kolivan, and Pidge was close to Thace and Ulaz (equally). However, that didn't mean that the kits didn't spend time with the other adults in the pack.

One quintant, while Thace was in charge of everyone, Pidge had decided she wanted to be with Antok, who was going over some reports in his office. He gently scooped up the tiny kit and slipped her into his pouch with a gentle pat on her head and brought his tail over so the kit would be entertained. It wasn't the first time, she had played with his tail. The first time she had batted at his tail when it swayed in front of her in the nest. Ever since then, he had let the kit play with his tail.

Since Antok was watching Pidge, Thace could actually play fight with the two other kits. Keith and Regris were ecstatic to fight with another pack member and worked together to try to bring him down. Thace was having so much fun with the two older kits that he forgot to tell his mate that their kit was with Antok, so when Ulaz walked in on his break to see Thace being pinned by Keith and Regris but with no Pidge in sight, he growled. "Where's my kit?"

"Our kit wanted to be with Antok." Thace grinned. "She's probably playing with his tail."

Ulaz came closer to Thace, who was completely pinned by the two kits, who were chirping in triumph. He knelt down and nuzzled Thace's head. "I apologize, my mate. You know how protective I can be."

Thace nuzzled him back as best he could. "You're forgiven, 'Laz. Now, let me see if I can beat these kits in another round of play fighting."

Keith and Regris scrambled off Thace and grinned widely, ready for another round of playing. Ulaz wisely stayed away from the trio as he made his way to Antok's office. As much as he trusted his mate, he needed to see his kit for himself. He softly knocked on the door before easing it open.

"Shhh."

Ulaz stopped short at being shushed by the large Blade. His eyes immediately found his kit tucked into one of Antok's hip bags, asleep. Ulaz smiled and nodded. His kit was safe and sound and utterly adorable, snuggled up against Antok's tail.

Fin

[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!!!

[edda-grenade]

[librarian!kuron au]

at some point kuron’s libido decides to wake up bc he finally feels safe and happy and (mostly) at home in his body again and everyone’s very willing to indulge him

(also listen if you think the blades don't soak up all that intimacy and affection like the softness-starved war survivors they are, you would be WRONG)

[full versions on pillowfort]

[dragonnova]

I love them, I need to draw more of them.

[r-ii-n-a]

The universe always brings them back together, somehow.

💜💜💜