THE IN HEAT/IN RUT AU MEME

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THE IN HEAT/IN RUT AU MEME
not an alpha/beta/omega meme

There's no need for elaborate backstories for this AU. You go into heat, rut, whatever you'd like to call it. You've always done so since you were of age to do so. It's a socially accepted norm, and people have gotten used to the difficulties that come with the mating seasons. Life goes on.

Isn't this alpha/beta/omega, then? No, not at all. In this meme, there are no gender-variant genitalia unless your character comes prepackaged with those. No giant cocks - again, unless your character is already packing - or self-lubricating assholes or anal wombs, and no knotting. Unless that's your thing. There's also no set in stone roles with regards to dominance and submission, and some people do not even feel the inclination towards either. Still, there are a few similarities, mainly being that the pheromones of others can put someone into heat that was not in it before and the bond between mates. In addition, some humans/human-stand-ins have created packlike dynamics in response, but this is not universal.

In this meme, it's just regular old human...oids feeling the urge for sex. And by "urge," we of course mean all-consuming drive. If characters choose to ignore that urge, it will backfire on them. The more they put it off, the more they will lose their control, becoming more irritable and aggressive, and eventually be nothing but a rutting animal until the need to mate is satisfied. Not all heats call for mating, of course, and most people can just relieve themselves, but when you do mate, you feel the urge to stay by their side and essentially "nest." These desires don't always pan out into offspring, and mating isn't forever unless it's mutually decided upon. However, impregnating your mate is said to be one of the most euphoric experiences a person can have, even if some people only mate because they want to utterly possess someone, as mates are bonded for a while.

If there's anything that's to your fancy that's been left out, go ahead and add it in. Play it how you'd like!

HOW TO PLAY

• Comment with your character and preferences.


• Include what you're interested and not interested in.


• Respond to others!

PROMPTS

1. first heat: Baby's first heat. YOU'RE A TEENAGER/LATE BLOOMER AND WHAT IS THIS?


2. old hand: You've done this a million times, but it never gets any easier.


3. happen to be here: You're not picky. You can't afford to be. You'll take anybody who's nearby.


4. old faithful: You're going to the person you always go to in order to relieve your problem.


5. worked something out: The two of you aren't involved. You just help each other out.


6. unexpected: You never expected to rut with this person, but here you are.


7. forbidden: AKA the obligatory incest or age difference option.


8. volunteer: You've offered yourself up out of the kindness of your heart.


9. tribute: This isn't your offer. You're the offer from others, a gift for someone powerful to sate their appetite.


10. mating: You've decided to go one step further and make your relationship deeper.


11. nesting: Aaah, (temporary) domestic bliss. And lots of fucking. Lots and lots of fucking. Like, you'll barely be able to stand.


12. bonding: The bond, which is mildly psychic and intensely physical, makes sex even more intense.


13. the natural conclusion: Heat calls for pregnancy. Get someone pregnant.


14. already pregnant: Unfortunately, being knocked up doesn't abate your partner's desires. Or yours.


15. mates for life: Now you're absolutely certain that you want to be with no one else. Of course, this means you'll be in synch with their heat for the rest of forever.


16. save you: You've been saved from the advances of an undesired mate by someone who may be much more suited. Show your gratitude?


17. cockfight: Two people want the same mate. That won't do. There are ways to figure that out, not always involving fists.


18. increase in dominance: Exactly what it says.


19. increase in submission: Again, exactly what it says.


20. unexpected dominance: No one expects you to ever be dominant. Prove them wrong.


21. protect: You want to protect your mate from others, and that means putting your scent all over them.


22. set off by someone else: You were doing fine until you got a whiff of someone else's pheromones.


23. resisting temptation: Your heart belongs to someone. You want to stay out of this "heat" thing. You want to rise above it. Whatever it may be, you just have to not take the bait. Easier said than done.


24. all worked up: You're beginning to lose control and yourself. Quick, do something before you're jumping anything that moves.


25. pack: As mentioned prior, some people, especially those far out from civilization proper, have formed packs that hold to the more traditional alpha structure. Of course, these packs come with their own rules when it comes to heat and mating.


26. suitable partner: The desire for certain mates can come from a subconscious level, and you can find yourself aroused by someone showing how strong they are (they can protect you), how curvaceous they look (that must mean they're fertile), or any other number of traits that can benefit you.


27. desperation: You'll take anyone! Anything!


28. final release: You've reached your breaking point and your mindless. At least you'll get relief.


29. fighter: Part of your process is seeing who's worthy of you by testing their mettle. That, or you want to fight anything.


30. off your meds: It's fairly rare, but some can get blockers for their heat. What if those blockers run out? Why, it makes your heat ten times worse!


31. noncon: They don't want this. You don't want to stop this.


32. dubcon: You say no, but your body says yes and you can't stop loving it.


33. calm you down: Whether it's to fuck or to fight, you're going mad, and they have to bring you back down to Earth.


34. territorial: How dare someone look at what belongs to you? You'll have to make things right.


35. odd man out: For some reason, you don't go into heat. Never have. Being with you is pretty relaxing, and some find it appealing to not have to deal with pheromones that aren't theirs. You do have to learn how to appreciate their problems, though.


36. WILDCARD

Comments

[saludarlaloba]

Dara deflated. Whatever was bothering him was really bothering him and he wasn't willing to tell her. "It's not stupid, I want to know. What's the matter?" Her brow was creased with worry that maybe he was wishing he had taken her up on the suggestion to call another werewolf, after all.

[teenyoda]

She wasn't going to let up, was she... He sighed, turning to her and looking down at his hands before trying to meet her eyes. "I just... I guess I wonder if you would have been okay with one of the others. If they'd been here. Or if you wish I'd left."

[saludarlaloba]

That was...a confusing answer. She'd just said that she was glad it was him. Of course she didn't wish he'd left... "I mean...yeah, I would've been okay, but that's kind of the operative word. I wouldn't have been good. I wouldn't have been happy. I wouldn't have preferred either of them, Stiles..." she told him, looking him in the eye when she said it to make sure he knew that she meant it.

[teenyoda]

"Not even Scott?" He loved his best friend. Really. Loved him like a brother. But there'd been a little envy sneaking in here and there, considering the Lydia thing and the whole leaving Stiles in the dust thing.

[saludarlaloba]

"Especially not Scott," Dara replied a little too quickly and with a little too disgusted a wrinkle in her nose to be considered polite. Honestly, if she'd had to pick between the two werewolves aforementioned, she would've preferred Isaac because he was her beta once upon a time. She liked Isaac. She hadn't ever thought about fucking Isaac, but he was way more likely than Scott. She really didn't get on well with Scott at all. Mating with him would've been a chore, she thought; too full of himself and secretly arrogant to give a good goddamn what felt good to her. Isaac was submissive.

...and Stiles was already interested. The interest was mutual, though she'd never said so.

[teenyoda]

That surprised him. Everyone loved Scott. Well, everyone except Jackson, but Jackson was a dick and didn't count. He gave her a surprised look for a moment, thumb in the corner of his mouth being quietly chewed on. He'd probably be more disturbed about Isaac, to be honest. Isaac was a jerk. Too submissive and too quick to jump to being aggressive. Plus, what the fuck was up with the scarves? Jerk. Douchy jerk.

"Huh."

Yes, Dara. That was his reply.

[saludarlaloba]

"Stiles...?" she asked, after giving him a moment to mull it all over more than he probably needed to, but...knowing he was Stiles and he'd big, fat do it anyway, she figured she might as well let him. "...you had no idea, did you...?"

She huffs a little, slightly amused and a little surprised. "You think it's a coincidence that you're the only one over here most of the time and that I don't ever kick you out?"

[teenyoda]

"Um..." He hadn't really thought about it, actually. He just didn't always want to be at home sometimes and she hadn't kicked him out. He'd wondered why the other two never stayed, but he figured it was wolf stuff.

Always wolf stuff. "I... thought you just ignored me."

[saludarlaloba]

Curling against him again, Dara shook her head. "I mean, yeah, sometimes I was just ignoring you, like when you watch fucking Spongebob Squarepants," she replied honestly, "but most of the time, I just like having you around. ...you're the only one who feels like pack to me, anymore. I like it that way."

[teenyoda]

"Me?" Yeah, okay, that took him by surprised and he looked down at her where she was curling up against him. "Did you hit your head anytime recently? Is this some aspect of werewolfy heat I don't know about?"

[saludarlaloba]

Pressing a kiss to his chest, Dara smiled a little and shook her head again. "No, Stiles, I haven't. I think you of all people know I'm probably the worst at letting my feelings be known. I still feel things, even if I don't ever say them and hardly ever show it," she admitted quietly.

[teenyoda]

"Oh, I thought you had feelings, all right. I thought you hated me." Not like he'd held it against her. There had been that whole jail thing... He looked down when she kissed his chest, hand moving to tuck stray hair behind her ear.

[saludarlaloba]

"I did," she admitted, looking back up at him. "But that was a long time ago." Dara paused then, moving her fingers up and down his arm absently. "You remember that time you tracked me down out in front of the old house before they tore it down? Out in the rain?" she asked. Then she paused to give him a moment to respond before continuing, "that's when I knew it. I just...saying that sort of thing isn't easy for me. We both know my past well enough to know why."

[teenyoda]

"Back then? And you didn't say anything? God... You could have put up smoke signals. Semaphore? Morse code??" He was half teasing, but god, knowing that now? Kick to the balls, Dara. He could have been admiring from not so afar.

[saludarlaloba]

"I know, I'm sorry," she replied, hiding her face against his chest and closing her eyes. "But there are a lot of reasons I couldn't say anything, you know? Things don't tend to go well for me in situations like that. ...you're in high school. Half the town still thinks I'm a murderer. And before you can deny that, yes they do, I can smell the fear on them wreaking up the grocery store every time I go. I didn't think it was a good idea to drag you into my shithole of a life. ...which is also why I was asking for the werewolves before...this. Not because I didn't want you. But because I didn't want to drag you down with me."

She pauses and then tacks on, airily, "and now I'm not sure it matters because you're covered in my heated scent and if either of them come over here, that's going to make things blatantly obvious, which I'm sure you'd prefer they weren't..."

[teenyoda]

"Dara, I get dragged into everything all the time anyway. I'm right in the middle of drag-down central. It would be nice to have someone drag me into something good now and then."

It's the addition to what she's saying that has him laughing, shaking his head. "You think I'm worried if Scott and Isaac know I'm... I mean, that we're...?"

[saludarlaloba]

With a soft sigh, Dara opens her mouth to protest that she's not something good to be dragged into, but stops herself because she can only imagine that means Stiles will put up a fight and she doesn't want to do that either. So instead, she apologizes again, because it feels like the only thing left over to do. "I know, I'm sorry. I really am."

She gave a soft shrug then. "I don't know, would you be?" she asked, honest curiosity in her eyes.

[teenyoda]

"Would I be what? Bothered if they found out? Not really. I mean, sure, they'd tease the crap out of me for a bit, but I'm more worried about my dad finding out before I tell him. That's... a whole other kettle of fish."

[saludarlaloba]

Dara's brow knits a little at the thought of him being made fun of over her. Though, it creased ever slightly more so at the idea of the sheriff finding out. At all. Not just before Stiles would have a chance to tell him. She ducked her head against his chest again. "Yeah...that..."

[teenyoda]

"Hey, don't..." He lifted a hand and stroked over the hair at the back of her head. "Don't get all whatever you're getting over it. I'll tell Scott. Isaac can figure it out on his own." Because Isaac was a dick and Stiles wasn't doing him any favors. "I'll tell my dad, but... I kind of want to see where this goes, first. Just so I know what to tell him."

[saludarlaloba]

Shaking her head a little against his chest, Dara peppered a few kisses there. It wasn't that she was worried what they thought of her; Dara didn't actually give a damn what Scott or Isaac thought of her. Isaac already hated her, she thought, for the way he'd been treated when she'd been backed into a corner, and rightfully so. Scott...well. She was mostly indifferent to Scott with the exceptions of the times when she was resentful that he was a much better Alpha than she had been. Her concern was that Stiles did care what at least one of the two of them thought and she didn't want to be the reason he was hurt by ridicule. He'd worked so hard for the packs and come so far...Dara had a sinking suspicion that he might actually be an emissary in the making. The last thing she wanted to do was drag him down from the place he'd clawed his way into deserving.

"Stiles, can we just..." she started, looking up again, finally. She opened her mouth to go on, but then there was a knock at the loft's front door. Lydia... Dara sighed heavily and dropped her head back down against him. "One minute!" she called out, frowning.

[teenyoda]

"I'll get it. Just... you just stay here and try not to explode into a fiery ball of needwant while I'm gone, okay?" Teasing, something he slid back into when he wasn't really sure how to react. He was a little confused still (more than a little) and was trying to sort it all out while still keeping her from having that depressed look on her face.

He rolled to the edge of the bed and grabbed his jeans and shirt, stepping into them and almost tripping as he headed to the door. "Just a sec!"

This was going to be fun... Not.

[saludarlaloba]

Letting out an amused huff, Dara rolled her eyes playfully and nodded, letting him make his way toward the edge of the bed. Once he'd gotten off the bed, Dara wiggled herself under the sheets just in case Lydia felt the need to get a little nosy and look in on what was happening in the loft. "I'll do my best," she replied, amusement evident enough in her tone to let Stiles know that she was aware of the fact that he was poking fun rather than legitimately chastising her.

[teenyoda]

Dressed but not realizing how mussed up he looked, he opened the door and gave the redhead standing there the most innocent look he could muster. "Hey..."

He failed. He looked thoroughly fucked and Lydia's eyes raked over him before she made a small 'hmph' of disapproval. She handed over a package, nose wrinkling as she got a whiff of sex. "Deaton says he mixed up deliveries and that it wasn't intentional. Here. He said if she takes it now, it should kick in by tomorrow evening."

He took the package, nodding like he knew anything about werewolf suppressants. "Thanks. Um, I mean, you know, for going and... getting it."

[saludarlaloba]

The anxiety and discomfort wafting off of Stiles as he answers the door is as plain to Dara as the sex in the air must be to Lydia. She hides her face under the sheets. The last thing Dara ever wanted was to have to ask Lydia for help with anything, but this thing specifically? This is the worst.

"I figured that was all it was. Thanks, Lydia!" she calls out in spite of her own embarrassment because, really, Lydia didn't have to do that for her and Dara's really glad she did. At least if it does what Deaton says it's going to do, Stiles will be free before the weekend is over. Small favors for the poor kid.