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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!

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[Yelling "Khaaaan!" somewhere in there? I'm sure an Augment's magic unicorn godmode hearing would pick up on that from across the galaxy!

The first possibility that springs to my mind is a private discussion in the brig. Any thoughts?]

[Ah...so you did hear me then! XD. Magic unicorn godmode hearing might be the best expression I have heard to date!!!

That could definitely work! Getting under Kirk's skin right from the beginning eh? Just forgive me, it has been quite some time since I have played Jim and when i do he is usually already in an established relationship, so it may take me a tag or two to get back into his voice.]

[I was going to ask you to bear with me, as my Khan is so incredibly rusty. But the AA possibility was too cool to resist! ... I see it as Kirk getting under Khan's skin instead, but I guess it would have to be mutual. :3

Hmm, how to start to give us both some warm-up time... (quickly runs to find a ST:ID script to speed-read)]

[I can totally see that! They are just as insufferable as the other! haha!

Let's take it from the private moment in the brig like you suggested earlier to get their voices and banter down and then move on from there?]

[Nah, Kirk is more insufferable. That's how he makes up for the lack of magic unicorn godmode blood. X3

Okay! (flips through script) We have Khan offering the cryptic coordinates and suggesting they open a torpedo, then there's a delay while the crew conducts the investigation. During that delay, maybe? So no talk yet of the 300-years old thing, or his hostage crew, or what he knows of Marcus? Much info to get out of the mystery superman still?

(catches breath) Or would already having the humanizing conversation with tears make it a more plausible scenario from Kirk's perspective?]

[I would say after the tears have been shed, Kirk's mind racing and finding plausibility in Khan's accusations and then of course finding the cryo crew and storming back into the brig alone - dismissing every crew member in there so they are left alone to establish next steps with an interrogation from the man that lost his father figure with the person that stole him from him?

Or if this is too complicated, we could always AU something completely different! I'm easy!]

[I had forgotten that they were already alone there! XD Perfect. Kirk would already know Khan is an unsuppressed testosterone-poisoned Alpha, no surprise there. The brig force field would also happen to keep his pheromones safely contained (and concentrated), and so Kirk actually crossing the threshold would be particularly daring (and ill-advised).

Who shall write the starter? :3]

[This is going to be awesome!

Would you mind starting us off by any chance?]

[On it!]

All those seconds that had ticked by in near silence, while the humans were so slowly amassing and interpreting the evidence, had been maddening. Each one of those seconds would see the Vengeance drawing nearer. At least this young hotheaded Starfleet Captain was able to perform surprisingly well under pressure. Though his thoughts were as slow as the rest of his species, Kirk could think on his feet. That made him infinitely more intelligent than the pointy-eared calculator of a first officer. The Captain even seemed to understand that the two of them, and their crews, would share the same fate in this conflict.

There was hope yet.

Now, as the seconds ticked away all the louder, Khan could take some solace in the fact that the human's agonizingly slow mental processes had given him an unexpected opportunity to grieve for his defenseless crew. It had indeed been unexpected, not even Khan had predicted that Kirk's ability to understand the raw emotions involved would actually be capable of moving the Augment to tears. Up until that moment, Khan had focused every last breath of his energy on the singular goal of revenge as the sole survivor of his race. In that moment, Khan felt a sense of connection he hadn't thought possible. Not with a member of his progenitor species, certainly, the ones who had created gods in their own image just to crucify them.

Another thing Khan had not expected was the barely-there thrum of the brig force field suddenly vanishing. Not yet having bothered to wipe the bitter tears from his cheeks, Khan turned his head to look over his shoulder in acute curiosity. What was Kirk trying to prove? That he could withstand even Khan's genetically enhanced Alpha's pheromones? It was hardly necessary to exert social dominance over a prisoner in one's own brig.

Kirk didn’t know why he did it, maybe he really was too reckless, especially when it involves his own being. Taking down the only precautionary barrier that protects him from the augment and his superhuman abilities was a bold move and Jim hoped with every fiber that the strategy would not backfire and get himself and, more importantly, his crew, killed. While it is true that Kirk thinks on his feet, he usually has a pretty good idea of what he can expect, but a tidal wave of pheromones that were filling the security office with no forcefield to trap it was no one of the pre-conceived notions his brain had supplied.

His luck must be holding out for him though – the few seconds of shock and pushing the intense overwhelming emotion of raw need from his being would have been all Khan needed to get Jim down and be on his way. Maybe Jim’s hunch was right, and the captain really was being cordial for the sake of his crew. Jim’s attention was back on his prisoner, the soft hum of want coursing through his blood was muted in the background – something he would need to figure out later. He was an alpha dammit. the alpha of his ship, he shouldn’t be having these reactions to the other man like an Omega in the beginning stages of heat. He didn’t have time for this – his gut was telling him something bad is coming and his gut hasn’t been wrong yet.

“Say I believe you,” He starts, arms folded across his toned chest, blue eyes piercing into the others looking for any type of subtle reaction. “and there is a reason my warp core has left me stranded in enemy space.” Without his chief engineer on board he thinks but doesn’t add aloud. “I’m going to assume that my life support systems are the least of my worries and that this is going to get a whole lot worse, in a lot less time than I need.” He says not wanting to believe the words he’s saying, but Marcus put these torpedoes on board his ship with the clear instruction to fire all of them 'every single one of them Kirk'– its too calculated to be a coincidence – Pike didn’t prepare him for what to do for a treason situation. Damn he missed him, hating that he had to work along and nicely with his murderer.

That smelled so damn good.

STOP.

“Can you get my warp core back online, so I can get everyone to a safe place and we can discuss your fate upon completion of the mission?” He says with authority, though it doesn’t sound quite as commanding as it usually does when he’s giving his crew orders. What was it about Khan?

Watching Khan for subtle reactions tended to be a futile endeavor. Either his emotions were raw and totally unrestrained, or they were converted immediately into thoughts devoid of unnecessary complexity. This was true now just as it always was. While Khan's mind whirred away dealing with the strategic situation, the curiosity shifted to a cautious fascination.

"Your warp core is almost certainly irreparable. Even if your engine could be miraculously restored to perfect function, a Constitution-class starship has no hope of outmaneuvering a Dreadnaught-class vessel. Our only viable strategy is to capture the enemy ship, beam your entire crew and mine on board, and head for safety unopposed and at our leisure."

Did Kirk not realize that all of the Augments were genetically enhanced Alphas? For such people to work together they would also have to be engineered to seek out, and attract, other Alphas to form emotionally intimate bonds. Khan's crew, his family, were very intimate indeed, and without the jealousy inherent in standard pair-bonding situations. No, it was very unlikely that Kirk had gone through the simple logic required. It was even more unlikely that the Captain believed he would have the upper hand in this unusual version of the game of seduction that Khan had been born to play.

Worst of all, Khan had developed some measure of grudging respect for the foolish human standing in front of him. What would normally be a simple case of strong physical attraction had an emotional component as well. Khan had also gone way too long without. Normally he would indulge himself without a second thought, particularly if the desire struck him as fiercely as it did now, but everyone's survival hinged on the delicate interactions between Khan and Captain Kirk. It was time to be blunt.

"If you don't want sex I'd advise you to keep your distance. For both of our sakes."

There was a lot going on - Khan was speaking of the dreadnaught class ship like it had been in service for years - Kirk had never even heard of it before. He had the new ship. The Enterprise. Right? Maybe Starfleet and Marcus really had an ulterior motive and kept their command teams in the dark on purpose - to be puppets.

"I always want sex." is the response that slips between his and he immediately wants to slap himself. While that is true and being everybody's commanding officer, he didn't have the luxury of keeping up his quota like he did when on Earth. Kirk's crew were not as intimate with their captain as Khan's were apparently, another thing that he wasn't informed about right behind not knowing that the augments were genetically enhanced alphas - well, to be honest, he hadn't known about the augments at all until yesterday. Was it in the augments nature to fluster normal Alphas behavior, because Jim remembered having more awareness and focus when he was just a pup compared to standing in this room with the other male.

Of course Kirk had never heard of the Dreadnaught class before. Khan had chosen his terms to convey to Kirk as clearly and efficiently as possible what he was truly up against. The conspiracy was very real and very powerful. The danger was as mysterious, concrete, and immediately threatening as the ridiculous name Khan had come up with for his design. All that, spoken in a few words. The way that Khan's words had sparked a new wave of uneasiness and stubborn resolve in Kirk's eyes were proof that some part of the meaning had gotten through.

As for Kirk's reply? The meaning had certainly gotten through to Khan, both the clarity of the sentiment and the unconscious was it was expressed. They might be pressed for time but sex would be a worthy use of what they did have. Khan knew no better way to cut through this sort of tension. If the Captain could understand this form of communication as well, to vent their aggression as the Augments did, there was more than just hope. There was a potential for a deeper level of understanding.

Kirk would have maybe two seconds to watch the predatory smirk take over Khan's face before their bodies were crushed together in an embrace that would likely leave bruises. Their mouths, too, were pressed together, and Khan flicked his tongue over the human's teeth in a playfully taunting attempt to encourage some dominant behavior out of him as well.

This was a language Kirk was fluent in. The moment the augments body pressed against his own, his hands immediately grip the other man's hips, his fingers digging into the flesh there. Jim's mouth opens as Khan's soft tongue playfully dances against his lips, his slides his own against his for a moment, a low groan escaping from his throat. Fuck he needed this. Hadn't realized how wound up he had become over the past few weeks with everything going on.

In a swift movement, Jim takes Khan's lower kip between his teeth and nips playfully before tugging on it with more force. he knew the superhuman could handle it. Kirk's hands move up from the firm hips and up the augment's torso, pushing the soft black fabric out of the way he he moved. Jim releases the lip, pleased at how it already has a redish tinge indicating the beginning of the kiss swollen lips. He looks up into the other Alpha's eyes, attempting to gauge his reaction, though futile as it may be. He admires the muscles that he sees under where his fingertips are playing across the smooth skin. With one hand he grips the bottom of the prisoner's shirt and begins to lift.

"Off."

Edited 2018-05-30 01:26 (UTC)

Kirk's enthusiasm is commendable. Perhaps the last three hundred years of evolution and broadening of cultural horizons had done the human species some good after all? It's more likely that the Captain is a statistical anomaly, a hint of exceptionality in an otherwise miserably backward race.

Human alphas were so whimsically charming. Even the ones who were prone to lying down and showing their bellies to an Augment tended to be uncontrollably bossy and impatient when aroused. It was all the more endearing when they instinctively kept their strength in check so as to avoid injuring their Augmented partner. Kirk, who was always bossy and impatient, was undeniably assertive and yet more physically considerate than most. Perhaps some of his reputation as an interstellar Don Juan was deserved?

Unfortunately, all of that well-honed gentle technique was unnecessary here, at least on the Captain's part. To engage in rough sex with a human, the Augment would have to be quite delicate by his own standards. Being five times as strong and at least a thousand times more efficient in healing might make the process challenging, but if anything it was even more gratifying than with one of his own kind. Kirk's delightful strength of will more than made up for his physical weakness.

The pinkness in Khan's lips had already vanished by the time the human spoke, though his pale blue-green eyes glittered with amused excitement. With a low, rumbling chuckle, Khan purred. "Is that an order, Captain?" Happy to indulge the human anyway, he lifted both arms to tug his shirt neatly off his body and tossing it aside in a single elegantly careless motion.

Then, with too much speed and careful control, Khan gripped the sides of Kirk's head firmly and breathed a sultry whisper against his lips. "Have you ever, in your entire life, let your primal passions run wild and free? Your anger, fear, all your burning lust, all at once?" He smirked and loosened his grip. "Now is your chance."

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