You, Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter], are connected to Looking
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Looking: ((my husBAND who do you want PLS
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( You know who I want <3 ))
Looking: ((I DONT- HELP-
Looking: ((i MAY BE STUPID))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( Read the starter and follow your heart. ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( 18+ only even if it remains SFW. Babies need not apply. Here's a Voltron A/B/O AU where promising omegas from across the country are chosen to attend a gala to mingle with select alphas and find a mate among them. Everything from political alliances for familial gain to True Love with nothing in mind but passion and infatuation, it's all right here. At the end of the night, those who hit it off will start negotiations to be officially paired together for life, while those who don't will be voted off the island and doomed to a life of crushing loneliness. Your character doesn't have to be an omega by any means, they can be another alpha or a beta masquerading as either for the free food for all I care. It's not that deep, but the one thing I'm not looking for is any kind of sexual slavery funny business, alright, let's keep it mindful and chug our respect bodily autonomy juice. Let me know if you've got any questions and thanks for reading. ))

No matter how many times he ended up stuffed into a suit and tie, it never seemed to fit him quite right. Not the physical fit, that remained perfect and pristine as ever and he'd give his tailors a conniption by breathing the suggestion in earshot, but Shiro was never born and bred for formality the way everyone else in this hall seemed to be. Culmination galas, a chance to display the best and brightest omegas this side of the continent, and a chance for every alpha with enough clout or funds to snatch up one of these prize jewels for their own. It was a farce of pageantry and pomp, but much like the omegas being auctioned off to the highest bidder, Shiro was left with no choice but to walk the tightrope, as he had from the moment he presented.

Growing up, he'd had no idea of the privilege of his own circumstances. His hometown in Hokkaido was small and isolated, its residents hospitable and close-knit in a way few communities could afford to be anymore. Shiro had been raised by his grandparents, who were traditional to a fault, and left to explore the mountains in the summers, catch snowflakes on his tongue in between hibernating through the winters, and never once raising the question of what would happen if his life were suddenly uprooted. If he'd turned out to be a beta, simple and unassuming, then there was no doubt that he would remain in that small, comfortable haven for the rest of his days. The universe, as it happened, had other plans.

When the time came for him to undergo examination, there had been little speculation. After all, he was frail for a child his age, quick to tire, and sickly when the seasons changed. His nature was curious, yes, but timid, not the least bit prone to aggression or roughhousing when the neighborhood children invited him into their games and quests. Intensely empathetic, Shiro would be the one to start crying the moment another child got so much as a skinned knee. It was all but assured that he would present as an omega, gentle homemaker and subservient to the mate his grandparents chose. But with a yearly checkup around the time of his thirteenth birthday came a troubling diagnosis, and with it, a new clarity: Takashi Shirogane was an alpha, and his time was limited.

It was as though a change had come over him in the space between one night and the next. He should have grieved. He should have protested. He should have lashed out in fury at fate being so cruel. Instead, it was as though everything clicked into place. Nothing was as he thought it should be and it made a strange kind of sense. If he was living on borrowed time anyway, Shiro decided that he had damn well better make it count. His intelligence and thirst for knowledge about the world around him became a driving force: he would direct all his energy outward, determined to make a difference no matter what it took. His studies improved in leaps and bounds, he pushed his growing body to its limits and used every ounce of alpha-endowed speed and strength to his advantage, and always, he looked forward.

At eighteen, he donned his pilot uniform, just as his grandfather had before him.

At twenty, his aircraft was shot down in a skirmish, costing him an arm and so much more than just one limb.

At twenty-four, he still had yet to succumb to the disease that could and should have killed him, and so his grandmother decided in her infinite wisdom that it was time for him to stop moping and do something about securing the future of their family line. Not much for soft encouragement, but then, her values had always been based around tradition. He would be a dutiful son, paraded around as a war hero and expected to choose a mate from the cream of the crop, all while wondering what all this protocol was supposed to accomplish.

If he was stuck here, he might as well at least make a token effort. Conversation with a pretty if not particularly engaging omega was interrupted by the glaring daggers of another man clearly intending to make her his own. Alphas. Typical posturing. Rather than get dragged into a fistfight over someone he wasn't the slightest bit interested in, Shiro opted to politely excuse himself and allow his apparent nemesis to remain smug about his victory. The ballroom was too crowded for his liking, so instead, he made way for the balcony outside, overlooking countless treetops and relishing in the feel of night air against his skin. A few couples had sequestered themselves nearby, but at the sight of his scar and prosthetic, they soon found an excuse to make themselves scarce.

All but one. Awful night or no, it still wasn't enough for Shiro to forget his manners entirely, but in between the transition from thought to word, his own exhaustion got the better of him, prompting him to speak plainly for the first time. "I really hope I'm not the only one who's thinking this entire gala thing is bullshit, right? How do they all stand it?"
Your starter has been read
Looking: ((pls give me a moment though ill probably be keith either way))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( dw dw I welcome all Keiths with open arms ))
Looking: ((MUWAUHAHAH))
Your partner has changed their name to Keith Kogane
Keith Kogane: ((i want u to know i haven't had a fully lit rp with anyone except my bsf in ages and i am so excited tysm))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( Shucks! You'll make me blush ))
Keith Kogane: ((i know you mentions hokkaido btw, but is it set in japan or what?? either way i have ideas lKJASDKJASD i just wnana be completely sure ik what im doing!!))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( Nah, that's just where he grew up, since I was figuring this was in the States; my backstory for Shiro generally involves him splitting half the years of his adolescence in each country until he eventually settled in Vaguely Nevada or wherever the Garrison is located to complete his military service. But hey, I'm flexible and willing to work with you! ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( Hang on I have a sexy little write-up somewhere... I'll track it down if you want more detail. ))
Keith Kogane: ((okay!!! no its fine, i just kinda have a backstory going for keith and i wanted to make it accurate to what you've got going on!!))
Keith Kogane: ((if you wanna find it you can!! lol, i'll definitely take it and hyperfixate on it))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( Okay but they do Have to go back to Japan at some point, I need Shenanigans with Ryou treating Keith as basically part of the family. ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( A-HA, THERE'S THE BITCH! Pardon for text wall, xoxo. ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( I like to think he comes from a large family with a twin brother named Ryou (as a nod to the original GoLion anime, wink), but spent the majority of his childhood raised by his maternal grandparents. Their mom and dad was an astrophysicist and politician respectively with no time to raise their children in between work. It's where much of his maturity and sense of responsibility came from and it's part of why he has such high expectations for himself and others.

When his grandparents passed away around the time he was twelve, his time was split between Japan and the US until he hit eighteen, but unlike most young adults his age struggling with what to do in life, Shiro always knew what he wanted to accomplish. His aim was to be a pilot like his grandfather before him, and had his heart set on joining the Garrison until a diagnosis threatened to destroy all his carefully-laid plans. It might have been the end of his childhood dream, but he was willing to fight for it and succeeded beyond all expectations until an accident in the field cost him everything he'd worked for in addition to his arm.

(Just as a quick aside, even in modern AUs, I generally like to find a way to preserve Shiro's canon disability because it's really important to me, so for all intents and purposes we'll go ahead and say that the Garrison has resources available to get him a prosthetic that functions on the same general level as his Galra arm--... Sans glowing purple death hand, that is.)

In the wake of his recovery, there were a lot of higher-ups suggesting he be honorably discharged, but he still wanted to be a part of the Garrison in some capacity, so he was transferred to mostly administrative work and instructing cadets rather than piloting.

You can rip Shiro being a dog person from my cold, dead hands. He once got in a car accident because he saw a dog across the street and couldn't stop staring long enough to keep his eyes on the road. This is taken to its logical extreme with the idea that he's got a service animal, a German shepherd named Max, that he spoils to hell and back and would die for, no questions asked. Other animals are good, too, and lion motifs, sure thing, but they can't replace man's best friend.

I'd say he's cis and comfortably bi, making it a point to take any younger cadets unsure of their sexuality under his wing. He's got that golden boy status that makes him untouchable so any shithead homophobes giving you trouble? Shiro's got your back and he's not afraid to throw down. What, there are laws against that? Who would report him?

This is the worst headcanon I've ever come up with but Shiro is also an unintentional v-card bandit because he's a genuinely good guy that wants to make sure the people around him are safe, comfortable, and having a good time that he makes it easy for (legal) baby gays looking to explore that he just sorta, uh, whoops! Hey, as long as everybody involved is being safe, enthusiastic, and has no illusions about their relationship, he's game if there's chemistry! He tends not to get involved in serious relationships unless there's a real, genuine connection there, since he's not a fan of getting to know a person after they start dating. ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( This is obv adaptable for the A/B/O setting but there be the gist! ))
Keith Kogane: ((i love him.
Keith Kogane: ((so much.
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( As! You! Should! ))
Keith Kogane: ((the way i'd die for this man is immense.
Keith Kogane: Keith had been dreading this damned gala. Wanting nothing more than to just go back home, and sleep off the rest of the night. It was all exhausting, the pressure, the need to be someone, he didn't even fucking care anymore, but all he knew was that he wanted to be somewhere other than here. The suit was stuffy, pants far too tight and shirt buttoned one too many buttons, not to mention that he had a stupid bow tie and a corset that was making it hard to breath underneath. His hair was well kept for the time being, and makeup pushed onto his skin by his mother hours ago.

Social groups weren't Keith's thing, he didn't fit in, he didn't like to chat and he had nothing in common with whatever pretty omegas that had been around, seeing that he didn't even look like your 'typical' omega. Not that he cared, he didn't even go by his given name anymore. Born in Hakone, a nowhere town in a tourist place 2 hours away from Tokyo was rough. All he had was his mom, his dad was a foreigner, and he had grown up as 'the hafu who took the train everywhere.' Making friends was hard enough, but even after reaching the end of his days in primary school, and finally having someone to talk to, he was thrown onto a plane and sent off to see his dad, and to hardly hear from his mother again.

The time he had in high school was harder than anything else, presenting right before freshmen year, an omega, though not at all showing the tendencies, rough housing, playing, territorial, nothing like what you would think of, especially in an upperclass setting that he was in at the moment. His father taught him that way though, and that's the way he knew to defend himself. After replacing 'Akira' with Keith in his junior year, he had set to graduate, though dropping out soon after to go to Garrison, though, dropping himself out of that as well after going rogue on a mission, hating every bit of his life.

He had been forced to go to the Gala, knowing if he didn't then he'd be letting down his dad, though not like it mattered when the old man had left him off in some house to fend for himself with a bank account full of money that he got god knows where. He tried not to think about it to much, but after seeing that his mom had flew in from Japan to get him presentable, along with a few of his distant relatives, it all made him feel uncomfortable. Every. Single. Bit. I mean, after years of not speaking to them, who wouldn't feel weird.

The night had been going smoothly, with a glass of champagne, freshly 21, and disliking every single sip he took of it. He had talked to plenty of peoples, gloating Alphas, and promiscuous Omegas. All boring in his eyes, there was no action, no thrill, just.. boring, rich people. He had found himself outside after an hour or two, his bow tie undone, and the glass nearly empty. He was sick, and tired, but he still had three more hours of this bullshit. Prospecting couples surrounded him for a while, a few Alpha's hitting on him, but to no avail, Keith wasn't budging. A soft gentle sigh coming from him until he heard a voice.

He looked up, a gentle smile on his lips when he heard the voice, a breath of relief filling him. "Yeah. I fuckin' agree with 'ya there." He muttered, looking up once he had spotted where the voice came from... don't stare Keith. GOD please don't stare.. Okay, so yeah, he was staring a bit. But the guy was huge! Not in a bad way or anything, but he was attractive, and looked like he worked out a LOT. Not to mention the charisma that was flowing out of his mouth. "I honestly can't say. I know that I feel like fuckin' shit right now and I can't stand to see another snob."
Keith Kogane: ((keith<33 sweet baby with a southern accent<33 also i adore this already))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( STOPPPPPPPPP THE SOUTHERN ACCENT KILLS ME DEAD. ))
Keith Kogane: ((HE HAS SUCH A THICK SOUTHERN ACCENT))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( 🤝 Hakone representation. I see what you did there, Run with the Wind Liker. ))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( God, the fact that he's smitten from the word go... Alright [cracks knuckles] Time to see if I can remember how to fuckin' write. ))
Keith Kogane: ((😌😌😌 hakone rep<3333 as someone who has ocs who spite livig in hakone i have to always have to have that rep<33333))
Keith Kogane: ((also we love it, keith saw muscles and nearly fainted, and it wasn't from the corset this time))
Takashi Shirogane [A/B/O AU, SFW/NSFW, 18+ starter]: (( GIRL??? (GENDER NEUTRAL) OCS????????????? AND YOU HAVEN'T TOLD ME ABOUT THEM WHYMST??? ))