Alpha/Beta/Omega Meme

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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

[ex_mysticism855]

Merlin feels like an absolute mess of a man, being taken apart by a teenager's clever fingers, and he feels an utterly Alpha-driven shot of jealousy pulse through him: who else has benefited from this talent, whose wands has Regulus sharpened these skills with? He's moaning constantly now, thrusting into Regulus' hand.

"Harder," he gasps. "Harder, please..."

I really need to check for typos better. XD

[not_srs]

Regulus tightened his grip around Emrys's length and hooked his legs around the man's hips and thighs, urging him closer. He rolled his own hips up to meet each thrust.

It was too soon for him to come again but the friction on his cock and the pressure from the inflated toy knot still felt amazing.

"Don't hold back," Regulus panted back, cheeks flushed.

aaahhh don't worry about it, I do dumb shit all the time

[ex_mysticism855]

This is slightly more than Merlin considers himself to have signed up for - they're practically rubbing against each other, Regulus' knuckles the only thing preventing him from feeling his prick sliding against the boy's.

If only he wasn't too far gone and too needy to care.

"Won't." Can't. It's too much, far too much, but he leans down to kiss him all the same.

[not_srs]

Regulus's eyes had slipped closed but they flew open when he felt Emrys's lips on his. He hesitated for just a moment before returning the kiss fullheartedly. His free hand came up to cup Emrys's cheek.

[ex_mysticism855]

The tenderness of that small gesture eases the tightness in Merlin's chest, and he slides his hand over Regulus', lacing their fingers together over his skin as he keeps pumping his hips into the young man's touch. His body's howling in protest - the Alpha wants to fuck, mount, breed - but it'll accept this, and he moans into Regulus' mouth as he starts to feel his own precome slick his strokes.

[not_srs]

Regulus's hand tightens around the knot, urging it to form. The smell of Alpha is stronger than it had been all day, the scent literally covering him now. It was starting to make him lightheaded once again and Emrys's moans made him want to bristle and preen in pleasure, knowing he was the cause of the sweet sounds.

[ex_mysticism855]

The grip on his knot makes him gasp and then groan deep in his throat. It's exactly what he does when he touches himself, squeezing the swelling at the base of his prick until it almost hurts.

"That's good." He guides Regulus' other hand down to his shaft, encouraging him to pump with one hand while he maintains that hot tight grip with the other. "Ah, God, just like that..."

[not_srs]

Regulus moves his hands as instructed, moving further down the bed and under Emrys to be able to do so. He pressed a kiss Emrys's shoulder as he pumped his hand faster.

[ex_mysticism855]

Merlin's freely thrusting into Regulus' hand now, making broken desperate noises that just get louder and more ragged with each throb of his swollen knot. The boy's hands feel good, too good, and it can only take a moment more -

" - Fuck - "

His hips pump once more and he's coming, pouring thick copious seed over Regulus' pale stomach.

[not_srs]

Regulus keeps his grip on the knot tight and continues to pump Emrys's cock until he feels the last of the Alpha's release hit his stomach.

Regulus slowly releases the other man, letting his hands come up to rest on Emrys's hips.

"Better?" He asks softly, panting slightly.

[ex_mysticism855]

"Much," he manages, breathing in deep the scents of sweat and come as he tries to catch his breath. "God, much better."

Fuck, but he's made a mess of the boy. Usually, he uses the words and wands of contemporary sorcery so as to avoid suspicion; here and now he's too tired and removed from himself to do anything other than draw on the raw, ancient force that has come to him since he was a baby. He simply thinks about it, and his eyes glow amber as they're both made fresh and clean.

[not_srs]

Regulus, through the exhaustion that was starting to seep into his bones, blinked in surprise.

"You can do wandless magic?" He asked, smiling tiredly.

[ex_mysticism855]

"A little," he says, then changes the subject without a huge amount of tact. "You should be getting dressed. I - I'll need to take the knot out of you."

[not_srs]

Regulus nods, not pressing the wandless issue.

"Right," He muttered, reluctant. The knot was still insanely pleasant to feel inside him but he wasn't sure how the school would react, even if it was the only real alternative to being mated. He hated to think of how the Alpha students would react - he's heard first hand the comments they make about any omega, those who've mated and those who haven't. He would like to avoid having those kinds of comments directed at him for as long as possible, even if it was inevitable.

[ex_mysticism855]

"It'll be okay," Merlin says softly. "Your school's healer can give you something to suppress the heat, and you'll feel better when it kicks in."

He reaches for the pump and releases the pressure in the knot, letting it deflate.

"You can, ah - you can keep this, if you want. I think your need is greater than mine."

[not_srs]

The knot suddenly shrinking felt odd and unnatural and it left him sore in a way he had never been before.

Regulus nodded and turned to lay down on his side now that the toy was gone. He wondered if the school would even let him keep it.

"What's your name?" Regulus asked, tucking his hands under his head, as though he were getting ready to sleep. "Your surname, I mean."

[ex_mysticism855]

"Balison," Merlin says quietly. "How about yours?" He casts a quick cleaning charm on the toy, as good as sterilising it.

[not_srs]

That... wasn't a name Regulus recognized. He frowned. Hopefully Emrys was a half blood or first generation pureblood. It was better that way.

"Black," Regulus answered, curled up on the bed and watching Emrys.

[ex_mysticism855]

It rings a bell. Merlin's aware, at least, of the bloodline snobbery that goes on and it's one of the few things he sometimes wants to get on a soapbox over - you people are already in a tiny minority, why do you want to classify yourselves into smaller and smaller boxes? - but ultimately the wizarding world is not his responsibility. He's happy, if a little disturbed, to merely be the name invoked in times of stress.

"Regulus Black," Merlin says. "Handsome name. Suits you. I'm going to fetch your clothes, okay? I'll just be a minute."

He starts to ease himself off the bed.

[not_srs]

Regulus frowns, a bit disappointed in the reaction. He knows plenty of plenty of people who'd love to marry into one of the older bloodlines... though perhaps those ideas are more prevalent in Slytherin. And it's not too likely an Alpha would take on their mate's name.

He snuggled deeper into the mattress, tucking his arms and legs in closer. The tiny voice of the heat - while much quieter - whined at the sight of Emrys standing up to leave, even if it was for just a few minutes. The rational part of him, back with a stubborn vengeance, shushed it.

[ex_mysticism855]

Merlin's not long gone, retrieving Regulus' cloak and the clothes he was wearing underneath. He casts a cleaning charm on those, too; it won't help him stay in control of himself, slipping back into clothes saturated in the sweat and pheromones of an Omega in heat.

"Here. Do you think you'll need any help?"

[not_srs]

Regulus took the clothes and looked over them reluctantly. They didn't feel as itchy and constricting in his hands, not at the moment, but he remembered how they had felt before he had taken them off.

"I think I can manage," He said, sitting up slowly. He set the clothes in his lap and started going through them. "I don't think I asked but do you do this often? Bring strange, stupid Omegas home, I mean."

[ex_mysticism855]

"You're not strange or stupid, Regulus," Merlin chuckles, "and no, I don't. You're actually the first. I just...I didn't think you'd be done a lot of favours by any randy Alpha classmates who caught your scent. I've seen boys having their clothes ripped off right there in the street, I'm afraid."

[not_srs]

Regulus curled a lip in distaste at that image though he suspected that if Emrys hadn't taken him in, he'd have been another such Omega. He picked up his shirt, almost to reassure himself that he could put it back on when he wanted to. It was inside out at the moment, and missing a button, but it was something.

"I really though I was a Beta," Regulus suddenly said, turning the shirt right side out.

[ex_mysticism855]

"You'd have no reason to think anything else, until the first heat," Merlin says softly. He knows Alphas are lucky; some can tell even before the first rut that their anatomy is neither that of Omega nor of a Beta. "I...I suppose that's what you were hoping, too?"