The A/B/O Meme

[justformemes]

THE ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA MEME


In our world, sexual roles are commonly defined by genders -- male or female or other, by sexualities -- gay or straight, bi or asexual or in-between. But what if they were defined by something else entirely?

Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse is a fusion of fanfiction tropes and animalistic behavior. In this world, sexual roles are divided into three categories: the Alphas (the dominant, the protective and the aggressive), the Betas (ordinary humans) and the Omegas (submissive, fertile and able to carry children).

RESOURCES:
Fanlore on the Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse
Alphas, Betas and Omegas: A primer.

CONTENT WARNING: Below the cut contains descriptions of animalistic sexual behavior as applied to humans, situations of dubious consent, explicit situations, mpreg, and scenarios of societal oppression. Click with caution!




ROLES:
1 - The Alpha.
* Stereotypically type A personalities.
* Anatomically: Males have a penis; females may have a penis in addition to a vagina.
* Alphas knot their mates, meaning that the base of the penis swells and locks them inside their mate while they produce copious amounts of semen in an effort to breed.
* Strong sense of smell.
* Near an Omega in heat, they experience a compulsion to mate that is almost impossible to overcome.
* Alphas may go into rut, which is their equivalent of Omega heat, and drives them to mate.

2 - The Beta.
* Ordinary human being.
* Males have penises; females have vaginas.
* Can mate to anyone.
* Might be able to smell hormones of Omegas and Alphas, but will not be overwhelmingly affected by them.

3 - The Omega.
* Stereotypically submissive, quiet, intelligent and less physically able.
* Female anatomy is similar to Betas; males are self-lubricating and may have either an external or internal vaginal setup.
* Regularly go into heat, which involves being overcome by the urge to mate. They are unable to consent while in heat.
* May be made compliant by a bite to the neck. However, that may also induce a mating bond.
* Often regarded as second-class citizens or prizes to be won.

SITUATIONS:
1 - Bonding - Love at first sight. You've spotted your soulmate. You can smell them, you can feel them, you know that they'll be with you until the end of your days. Unless there's something between the two of you. It could be age - maybe one of you has to wait until the other has reached maturity. It could be that the bond is one-sided, and the other has yet to fall in love. It could be an unwanted bond, or society could have divided you into different places. Is your love strong enough to conquer?

2 - Heat/Rut - The need is coming on you strong. Everyone for a half-mile around can smell it. Better find someone to ride it out with, or hole yourself up in a room with a few bottles of water and a durable sex toy. And you'd better hope that there isn't someone out there who will take advantage of your pliable state. Best case scenario, there might be a Beta who can take care of you, or fend off anyone too predatory.

3 - Pregnancy - Whether through a heat or not, you're pregnant. Congratulations - or condolences. Is it time to start a family, or time to start panicking?

4 - Suppressants - You're using suppressants to keep yourself on an even hormone cycle, skipping heats, or maybe pretending to pass as a different class of society. After all, Omegas might want to be in the military, where they're not usually allowed - or an Alpha might want to take a job in a university or as a nurse. Shouldn't they be allowed to, if their hormones are suppressed? Just hope that you don't miss a dose.

5 - Mistaken Identity - That friend that you always thought was an Alpha, or an Omega, or a neutral Beta, turns out to be something entirely different, and your world is turned absolutely upside down. Does it challenge your preconceptions? Or does it just ruin the balance between you two?

6 - Unlikely Pairs - After all, there's no actual reason that Alphas have to mate with Omegas. Maybe two Omegas can satisfy each other. Or two Alphas. Or your intended mate could easily be a Beta. Maybe this is just about breaking out of your pre-established role and becoming something new.

7 - Manifestation - In some cases, an individual may not know they are Omega, Beta or Alpha until their first heat/rut/manifestation, usually happening in early teen years. It may take you by surprise; it may be a blessing, or may be a deep disappointment.

8 - Other - Adventures in getting jobs, making families, fighting bad guys, and anything else you can come up with!

Comments

Gadreel ll Supernatural ll OTA

[redeemedhimself]

((More likely Omega))

Re: Gadreel ll Supernatural ll OTA

[fromfryingpantofire]

((Angel/human bonding?))

Re: Gadreel ll Supernatural ll OTA

[redeemedhimself]

((Sounds awesome! Maybe Omegas are gifted to hunters or something?))

[fromfryingpantofire]

((I can roll with that! Though Sam maybe didn't get one until late because of stuff.))

Sam had never wanted to be a Hunter. His father hadn't been a hunter in the traditional sense, which was perhaps why he never got an angel of his own. Or maybe angels were only gifted to certain Hunters. Sam had never been too clear on that and it had seemed rude to ask much about it of Castiel, the one his brother had been given.

Of course, then came the Apocalypse that wasn't and Sam sort of figured that the reason he'd never had an angel of his own was because he was never meant to be himself that long.

(It didn't explain why Dean had been gifted one, if he let himself think about it, but then, Sam tried not to think about that very hard and just be happy for his brother.)

He'd gotten through the worst of being broken down, though, pulled himself back together again...and now found himself facing another angel. One that he definitely felt himself pulled toward.

[redeemedhimself]

A broken angel for a broken hunter. It was Zachariah's idea of a bad joke. Gadreel had once been one of the elite charged with guarding and preserving Eden until he'd been deceived by Lucifer and cast into prison for his failure.

But if any human asked, Zachariah was presenting Sam with one of their finest warriors, a worthy Omega to gift to the hunter who had saved the world.

Gadreel knew better than to complain. This was his chance to redeem himself, to offer himself to a human and perhaps find a way to atone.

What he didn't expect was how strongly his body would react to the warm, earthy scent of the tall Alpha waiting for him. "Sam Winchester. My name is Gadreel. I.. I am for you."

[fromfryingpantofire]

That was another thing Sam wasn't thinking about too much: just how Zachariah was still around. Because he was pretty certain Dean had shanked him.

Then again, Castiel shouldn't be around either. Maybe it was just like that.

Sam shifted his stance slightly when the angel spoke, finally offering over his hand. "Hello, Gadreel. It's...it's nice to finally meet you."

Hunters were told that each angel given to them was specially chosen for them. Maybe even made for them, despite when the angel was created compared to when the human had been born. Sam wasn't sure if that was true, especially as the physical body of an angel was just a vessel. Still, Sam couldn't complain about the vessel that Gadreel had found, either. At least, not if they managed to work well on the level of Alpha and Omega, too.

[redeemedhimself]

Castiel wasn't the only angel with friends in far higher places, but Gadreel knew none of that. All he knew was that a condition of his cell door finally being opened was that he submit as a gift to a hunter. Property traded, a problem gotten rid of, whatever you wished to call it but Gadreel found he couldn't deny his draw to the human he'd offered his hand to. Was this the one he'd been created for? Sam was attractive to be sure, but it was his soul that made the angel's grace ache. Bright and broken, reflections of mistakes made and a life turned around.

Breathtaking.

"Hello Sam." Mirroring the gesture, Gadreel took his hand. "I must confess, I never thought I would meet the one I was destined for. I will do my best to be worthy."

[fromfryingpantofire]

"So that's true?" Sam couldn't help but ask as he brought his other hand up to fold over Gadreel's. It was strange, the vessel he'd chosen being nearly the same height as Sam himself.

He wondered if that was normal, given Castiel being only just shorter than Dean as well.

"And, seriously, don't worry about being worthy. I'm pretty certain it's the other way around, really." He managed a self-deprecating smile. "Between the demon blood and being Lucifer's vessel, I'd say I'm definitely the one who has to worry about being worth of this bond."

[redeemedhimself]

"Yes. Angels were made to do more than serve God. There is an old legend, one that predates Eden that He made you using small slivers of the grace of angels. A spark of the divine that will resonate with the grace of a chosen angel."

He felt a warm thrum in the core of his being in the presence of Sam, leaving no doubt in his mind that Sam was the one he'd been created for. "And yet you have found redemption Sam. Something that I am struggling for myself."

While he could conceal his crimes, it would do a disservice to the bond he had only just spoken of. "For it was I who was deceived into allowing Lucifer into Eden. Everything that humanity has endured since, was due to my failing."

[fromfryingpantofire]

There's an echoing warmth in Sam as well, though he doesn't quite understand it. He rubbed the hand between his, watching Gadreel's face.

The pronouncement of the angel's crimes didn't strike Sam the way he thought it probably should. Maybe it was because part of him knew already, since he'd shared head space with Lucifer. Maybe it was because it made sense, in a way. They had, in their own ways, betrayed humanity. Sam had had his chance to put it right.

He reached up, placing his hand against the back of Gadreel's neck. "You know, for the most part, I can't exactly be upset about it happening. I've seen Eden once. It's pretty, but...I think humanity would have been bored there."

[redeemedhimself]

The touch is warm and the weight of his hand at the back of his neck comforting. Gadreel can't stop himself from tilting into the touch. Humans were such remarkable creatures. In the scope of a few moments he'd been forgiven for such a catastrophic lapse in judgement. "Thank you. I hope that one day I can make things right, that I can somehow atone for what I have cost all of Creation."

His vessel is a wolf like Sam and he can't help but react to the presence of the Alpha, instinct telling him what to do next. Slowly Gadreel tips his head back, offering Sam his neck. A gesture of trust, ready to cement his bond willingly with the wolf.

[fromfryingpantofire]

The bond won't actually happen for a while. Not properly, at least. But Sam bends his head, burying his nose in the juncture of shoulder and neck, inhaling the rather intoxicating scent of the Omega before him. Then he lifted his head to press his lips to the same spot.

"You are mine, Gadreel," he said, only barely giving thought to the words. Not quite the right ritual, but it would still work. "And I am yours. There is no darkness in this world that will be able to stand before us."

[redeemedhimself]

"I will walk with you Sam, through light and shadow and follow where you lead." As a soldier and Omega, it will be easy to follow orders, to lead where Sam directs him. Gadreel will stand with him as a warrior and offer what skill he has to the hunt to keep him safe.

He knows what it means to be an Omega, that he will suffer through overwhelming drives to mate during heats, but Gadreel won't presume that Sam will claim him in such a fashion. Not yet.

[fromfryingpantofire]

In all honesty, Sam doesn't know what he's going to do then. He has the same urges that all Alphas do, of course, but he wouldn't presume that an Omega wanted to be with him just because of those urges.

Still, when he pulls away, Sam's smile is wide and bright. "You're going to have to meet Dean and Castiel. My brother and his...bonded." His mate, really, but Sam wasn't always certain on the protocol when it came to mating with angels. Maybe it was looked down on.

looping!

[redeemedhimself]

It's enough that Sam knows, that he's aware of how things work between an angel and vessel and Ben reaches for his sandwich, digging in right away. "Yeah, it ain't exactly at the forefront of his mind most of the time. I try and remind him when we talk, but you know how angels are. Show 'em a problem and they'll spend days unraveling it, forgetting about everything else."

There's a clear sense of amused affection in his tone as he glances around the bunker. It's nice. Big, warmly lit. "And I think he's just glad to be around an angel that wants to be around him. Prison.. it wasn't easy on him."

Ben can't help but feel protective of his angel, never minding the fact that he was a powerful angel, older than the Earth itself. He was still vulnerable. Hurting. They needed one another, and he was happy that they both finally had somewhere they belonged. "He's happy here. Really happy."

[fromfryingpantofire]

"It doesn't help that they don't feel hunger. Or if they do, they just don't recognize it for what it is." Sam takes a bite of his sandwich, keeping more of an eye on Ben. Partly instinct, partly just wanting to be certain the guy's okay.

He nods slowly, though. "Gadreel hasn't told me a lot about it, but I've seen the effect on angels when they're cut off from the Host for a short amount of time." And when they were cut off for even longer. Though Sam doesn't think about Lucifer if he can avoid it. "When he wants to tell me more, I'll be happy to listen. But the important thing, I hope, is just that he feels safe here. And wanted. So...yeah. I'm really glad that he's happy here." Sam pauses a moment, then smiles. "He makes me happy, being here, honestly."

[redeemedhimself]

“I don’t expect it’s something he’ll want to talk about for a while,” Ben allows. “Being locked away like that was hard enough. Locked away and told that every evil in the world was on your head? Pretty crap move on the part of those other angels. So being here, being wanted? It means everything to him, and to me. You two are good together. Happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for him.” Gadreel doesn’t speak about his imprisonment, even to him, but they’re so close Ben knows enough. He can sense his unease, his joy at finding a home in the bunker and a family with the Winchesters.

“Although,” a smile quirks his lips. “If you two are lookin at a family, you’re gonna have to stay on him to eat more often.”

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam can't help but laugh, grinning at Ben. "We'll just have to get him into the habit between us." Because there was no depending on Castiel to help when they were on a hunt. He hadn't managed to build up the habit himself, yet. "And I want him happy, too. And you, as much as you can be. I know it's not easy, sharing your body with an angel."

[redeemedhimself]

"Might have to invest in a watch for him. I'll do my best to remind him when we talk." After all, whatever child they had would be a part of him too. While Gadreel might want a family with Sam, there were some nuances of being a mortal that he hadn't yet grasped.

"Think I'm luckier than most," he allows after a thoughtful pause, finishing one sandwich and going for another of the ones Sam had brought. "I feel like I'm a part of something bigger, something better. He's not alone and neither am I. We talk sometimes, he keeps me involved, I get to see the world around me, it's not like I'm shoved in a box and forgotten, you know?"

[fromfryingpantofire]

"I'm sure that, between the two of us, we'll find a way." A watch with alarms might be the easiest way when Sam and Dean were away.

Sam doesn't go for another sandwich, instead leaving the rest for Ben, if he wants them. It's easy enough for Sam to go get more food, after all. "He's a lot better about it than other angels. And since he knows what it's like, I'm not surprised he doesn't just lock you away." Which only makes Sam's heart hurt more for his mate. For both of them. Though he knows very well that there are angels that being locked away and forgotten would be a blessing.

[redeemedhimself]

"Think between the two of us we'll be able to remind him what he needs to do. Gadreel, he's pretty amazed about the potential for a family. You tell him what he needs to do, he'll stick to it." Quiet certainty in his voice, because even if his angel is in the driver's seat, Ben knows that he'll do right by whatever children he and Sam might have.

"Yeah. He.. we talked about that, before I went and said yes." A self-conscious duck of his head as he continued. "I was pretty messed up before he found me. He wanted to make sure that I knew what I was getting into, that it was a partnership, not just shoving me into a box."

Absently, Ben touched the mark on his neck. "He's your mate, but he's my angel too. We both love him in different ways. Gadreel, he's.. he's special. He needs this, Sam. To be a part of something important again. You've given him a sense of purpose. Don't think he's really been able to tell you how much that means. So thank you. Because I ain't sure he always knows how to say it."

[fromfryingpantofire]

Were it not for the fact that Ben's body is deep in heat and any touch might set off another wave, Sam would have reached out and laid a hand on his arm. Just something to comfort him. "He mentioned a bit of your past. I hope you don't mind him telling me. But...it's something that I can understand." He hasn't thought about Jess in a long time and the pang of that echoes in him for a moment. But he wouldn't have been able to take a mate if he hadn't gotten past that pain.

The rest, though, makes him blush slightly. "He is special, yes, and I'm glad to give him that purpose. To be honest, I get just as much from this as him, I think."

[redeemedhimself]

“You’re a good man, Sam. A good Alpha. And I don’t much mind him telling you about me.” His smile turned a bit wistful. “I know I gave up a lot when I said yes, but it was worth it. To know I was part of something bigger. That we’d be together for as long as he might need me. Gotta say I never thought a mate and kids would come into play, but that’s okay too because I think you two are going to be incredible parents. A good home, a good pack, I can’t think of a better place to raise a family.”

Slowly Ben pushes his plate back, drawing in a deep breath and gently prodding the angel inside. “Should probably drop him back in the ol driver’s seat before I get too antsy. He needs to learn the rhythm of it anyway.” Ben extends his hand. “Good luck Sam. ‘m glad I finally got to meet you and I hope this won’t be the last time we talk.”

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam hums at the back of his throat, not agreeing or disagreeing with him being a good man. It's not something he's always comfortable with. "Thank you. Though I have a feeling you may have more to do with things than you're expecting. Like I told Gadreel, they'll be your children as well. It's not like they won't grow up learning about vessels and understanding things." Because they'd be Sam's children, which would make them possible vessels for Lucifer, if anything ever happened there again.

He smiles, though, taking Ben's hand. "I don't think it will be the last time we talk. Just...probably not until after the heat has finished."

[redeemedhimself]

For a moment tears glimmer in his eyes and Ben tangles their fingers together tightly. Sam is a good man, it's something both he and Gadreel have agreed on in the past. "I'd like that. If it's possible. I, ah, I do have one request though. If there's a girl, I'd like you to name her Sarah."

A quiet memorial to what he'd lost and a sign of the future for Sam and his angel.

"Please."