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bakerstreet2015-12-20 03:29 pm
smutprompts) wrote in bakerstreet2015-12-20 03:29 pm
ABO 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: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!
Fanlore on the Alpha/Beta/Omegaverse
Alphas, Betas and Omegas: A primer.
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!
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As Jim starts putting the tools away, Luke gives the inside of his prosthesis one last quick look before sealing it up again. He'll have to poke around at it (gently) later on when he's alone.
Until then he can try for inane small-talk again. Trying to sound like a normal person. Remember how people without destinies and newfound, evil fathers interact? Isn't it nice?]
Have you been here long? With the Rebellion, I mean.
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He shrugs, ]
My parents joined early on and I pretty much grew up on cruisers like this and Rebellion bases.
You come from a desert planet, right? Tatooine? Or Jakku?
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[But Jim's probably heard that part. It'd be difficult to find someone who hasn't by now. His entry into the Alliance was pretty explosive.
But the idea of being in the stars from a young age, of growing up in and around the ships that he'd come to love so much in such a short span of time, of seeing the galaxy...]
I think a younger me would've given anything to have swapped places with you.
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[ He leans against the table, thinking for a moment, ]
It wasn't bad but sometimes I kinda wished we could've been a bit more... stationary, I guess? But then I remember how we were able to have more freedom than most because of how we moved around.
[ A beat. ]
And also I remember how sand is just awful.
hdu bring his family's nemesis into this?
You have no idea. Trust me. I felt like I was still shaking it out of my boots a year after Yavin.
it was bound to come up eventually!
There's only one kind of sand I can tolerate and it's the dark, wet sand of a beach. At least that will wash off in the shower.
[ But then one of the R2 droids (not Luke's) is rolling over and poking at him, beeping and whistling at him. He looks down at it, ]
Really? I'm helping a guy out and now you're telling me to leave?
[ More beeps and boops. ]
I think you're outta line. I could shut you off in three steps. It would be easy for me, understand?
if history's shown us anything it's that any Skywalker romance begins with a discussion about sand
Hey, hey Deesix. It's ok. He's just leaving. [He looks down at the droid. It's one of the medbay's helper units, tasked with repairs and taking care of those many tasks too basic to waste a medical unit on. By this point he's become depressingly familiar with it.]
I'm leaving too. Tell the doc that I went to the mess, alright? Just refueling after maintenance. I'll be back later to check in.
[The droid swivels its dome between Luke and Jim a few times, then gives one last dismissive beep before rolling off. Luke grins.]
Sorry 'bout that. She's a bit of a stickler when it comes to time. But if you've got a minute this is a prescheduled nutrient acquisition period. I wouldn't mind some conversation while I refuel.
WELP
He waits until they are out in the corridor to wave off his apology, ]
Nah, the R2 droids always want to give me attitude. The medical ones are the worst, though. Acting like they own the place.
[ But he's grinning as he says it, so he's really not that upset by it. Grins a little more at the offer of company, ducking his head and nodding, ]
Sure. Why not? Fair warning: might not be very interesting conversation.
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[Luke's exaggerating, but not by much. While he's been in middle of this -in his opinion- too long recovery and reevaluation period, the Rebellion still moves on. Rogue squadron is in another sector halfway across the galaxy, the Falcon is out searching for Han, Leia has already been sucked into an endless round of meetings and briefings and high level discussions, and where is he? Stuck in his quarters, visited by Threepio and Artoo and Leia (when she can manage it), while doctors and droids wait and watch from the wings. They know something's up, something that he didn't tell them during the endless debriefings. Now they're just waiting for him to slip up and reveal it.
Or maybe he's just being paranoid.
In either case, if he never hears the phrases psych eval or recommended dosage or just a few more tests, Commander again he will die a happy man.]
I'll start speaking in binary if this keeps up much longer.
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[ He then breaks off into a series of clicks, boops, and whistles. All for Luke's benefit. Seriously, Luke, you're just encouraging him at this point. ]
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Great. Thanks a bunch. [He rolls his eyes, still grinning.]
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He shrugs, ]
Hey, might as well brush up now. Never know when it'll come in handy.
[ They reach the mess hall without incident, still joking around with each other. Until they sat down to eat at a table, opposite each other. Jim's known this kind of food all his life. Makes him curious about what Luke's had, ]
If you don't mind me asking, was the food better on Tatooine compared to here?
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Better. [He nods his head definitively and finishes his current bite before speaking again.] There might've been less of it sometimes, but it was definitely better. My aunt could cook like you wouldn't believe. No one ever went hungry on her watch.
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That's pretty impressive, all things considered.
[ Tatooine wasn't exactly known for its plentiful crops. He scoops up his processed "meat" onto a cracker and shoves it in his mouth. He chews some before talking around it, ]
Native food pretty much always tastes better. Something I've learned when we start planet hopping.
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It wasn't anything fancy. But it meant something, you know? You traded and hunted and worked for the ingredients. The recipes were ones that my grandmother cooked. That my father... [ He pauses suddenly, then immediately tries to cover up any uneasiness that might have shown itself by taking a long drink. Hopefully Jim didn't notice anything and if he did, well, there's no possible way he could guess. ] I never knew them, but at least I could feel closer to them.
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Yeah, I know what you mean. I try to keep things my dad gave me while he was alive. My mom has always been so busy with other stuff, it was the only way I could feel close to my family, you know?
[ He shrugs, ]
I know having possessions is a luxury as a rebel but I can't really help it.
[ It's not something he talks about to everyone but Luke sounded like he understood pretty well. ]
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Sometimes I wish I had more to remember my family and home by. But... Well, the Empire was pretty thorough.
[ Nothing had been left in the burned out wreck of the homestead. The only things that had come with him off of Tatooine had been the clothing on his back and his father's lightsaber. Now all that was left somewhere was his old poncho, carefully folded away in his quarters. ]
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About as thorough as any plague.
[ Sorry for his bad manners, Luke. He's used to eating by himself or with other mechanics that don't give a damn. After he swallows that, ]
Guess we just have to make our own homes. If only to spite them.
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Awful homey, isn't it?
[ It takes approximately three seconds for him to remember what Jim said about pretty much growing up on ships like this. It takes an additional one and a half seconds for Luke to feel kind of horrible about what he just said. ]
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Not really. But it's all we got right now. It's temporary. All of them are.
[ He shrugs, ]
I meant after we win.
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D'you know, I don't think I've ever even thought that far ahead? It just seems, I don't know... unlucky almost. Like if I think about it, no matter how vaguely, it will never happen.
[ Instead the future looms up, a purposeful blank in his mind. That void might be terrifying in its own way, but so are some of the possibilities now, if he'd actually allow himself to think about them. ]
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I can see how people would think that. I don't know, I guess it's just different for me. Thinking about that... gives me something to aim for. Keeps me motivated when it seems like we're losing.
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[ The question is out in the open before Luke really has a chance to think about it. But the damage has been done now. ]
If you don't mind my asking.
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A galaxy without the Empire is a given. But outside of that... a place I can call "home" and know it really is that.
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That sounds nice.
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