ABO 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

[supershouldery]

[Same!! Let's do it then. You want them more established or first time with dealing with things. Any abo quirks/world stuff you prefer?]

[buckysicle]

[Let's do a first time thing to kick it off. No pregnancy on my end either. But, otherwise, open to everything.]

[supershouldery]

((ooc:lemme know if this works.))

[He'll swear it, this is the last thing he expected. Everyone they'd known, gone to school with, met up when they went out had presented long ago. By the age he is, there's not reason to assume that he's anything but a beta. Most catch Bucky's scent when they're together, take a look and believe it's him putting it off. All that his Ma used to insist with him being a late bloomer the idea's been laid to rest with her. So he doesn't quite get the agitated itch running under his skin all through the morning, the way he doesn't exactly want Bucky to leave once they're done fixing breakfast. It manifests as sullenness. He's a bit snappish, peevish and he--

Gets nothing done on the commissions drummed up.

He'd call it a summertime flu (always miserable, always) but he doesn't feel sick for once.

Riding down to Bucky's job to meet up, go along like it's a normal Thursday where they've got the spare dollars to hit up a diner for dinner only makes him feel even more self-conscious with the looks thrown his way. He meets the eyes of an alpha - his designation clear from the slick of his hair to his broad shoulders, to the way he just eats up space and Steve growls before he can stop himself. The alpha isn't even doing anything, aside from taking up too much space than he should.

What's simmering in him boils over when he catches sight of his best friend, his nose has never been too good but he swears, he swears he can pick him out from everybody else on the entire block all of a sudden. Smell him in a way that sets off something low and hungry, trumping the bruising ache over his left eye. Wants-

He wants him.]

Buck-

[The question's in his eyes. He snags Bucky's wrist when they're close, gets in with a frown etching into his brows.] Tell me I ain't going crazy. Do I-?

[Is he in rut?]

[buckysicle]

[It had been something of an oddity that someone like Bucky had presented as an omega. Most assumed he was a beta, some even thought he was an alpha if they weren't close enough to catch his scent. He didn't care what anyone thought. Though, the truth was, he hadn't found an alpha that he wanted to bond with. He wasn't sure what it was he was waiting for, but he had a feeling it would happen soon enough.

That morning, he had reluctantly left Steve behind to go to work. He couldn't remember the last time he's seen his friend in that kind of mood. Maybe Bucky had snapped back at him, ignoring an ache that had begun to bloom in his chest.

He could barely keep his mind on his work that day, his thoughts going back to Steve and their strange relationship. One day things would be different. Bucky would find an alpha and that would be that.

Bucky know Steve is there before he even sees him and something has his breath sputtering in his chest. He's different in a way that's so subtle no one else would be able to tell if they didn't know to look.

And then Steve was there, his hand on his wrist and Bucky shivers.] You're not crazy. You're...well, your ma was right about you being a late bloomer...

[supershouldery]

[If they didn't know to look but that's something Bucky was always able to do. He saw it now, reflected in the way Bucky was looking at him and the subtle shift in his scent - that hinting note that'd been driving him crazy all day. If he was in rut than it was likely that he might have been pushing Bucky into a heat.]

Yeah, I guess she was.

[Steve said it softly, wonder tinging his voice. He wanted to lean in and bury his face against Bucky's neck, press up against him but that'd be more than inappropriate in the middle of broad daylight on a sidewalk.]

I think, we should probably call it quits on heading out tonight. Yeah, Bucky? [He licked his lips. Home would be better, if for nothing else than no other alphas would be around to sniff at Bucky. And maybe, they could...deal with this. God almighty, after all this time. Why now?]

[buckysicle]

Yeah. Probably be a good idea. I'm not sure either of us are gonna be able to make it to dinner anyway.

[Oh there were so many things Bucky wanted right there. He would drop to his knees if Steve asked it, but he knew that wouldn't happen. It just wasn't Steve. And that was part of the reason Bucky loved him. It took so much of Bucky's strength to turn toward the curb, an arm out to flag down a taxi.

They needed to get off the street. Bucky could feel the heat building and soon, they would attract the attention of other alphas. If Steve didn't make a claim, there might be a fight. And Bucky really wasn't in the mood for that.

No. They would go home. Have dinner in. Later. Much later when they could pull themselves from bed long enough to scavenge for food.]