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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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Isaac made a low noise when Stiles cupped him - jesus how lame was it that was all it took to turn him right on? - and he answered Stiles's please by shifting his hips forward.

The low thrum to his voice was only a little bit growl. "Bedroom. Where?'

"Upstairs." Fuck the shoes. Fuck the shirt. In fact, he was going to be pulling Isaac's up and over his head. Or, trying to. "Want to touch you."

"All right." He lifted his arms so Stiles could strip his shirt off, while he pulled the other boy with him, towards the stairs. Afterwards, he'd come back down here and grab their clothes.

"You can do whatever you want, Stiles." He muttered, coaxing him along, giving him one of his best smouldering smiles. "And I'll do whatever you want. Just ... kiss me again."

That sounded perfect and Stiles followed eagerly up the stairs after Isaac, kissing him when they got to the top. They moved away from the edge and into the nearest wall, Stiles making a hungry little sound as he pressed himself up against the other boy. "We're good on the consent thing, right?"

Isaac did just that, stealing the other boy's mouth again first. He blamed those damned fries - now all he wanted was for Stiles to suck the salt off his lips just like that. His hands weren't doing Isaac any favors either, and he was so distracted with the press of skin on skin he nearly missed the question.

"Hmm - yes? Yes. We're good, on consent." A pause, then he pulled back a little. "Are we okay on your consent?" Because they were fine on his, as far as he was concerned."

"God, yes. All the consent. Take it." He moved his head in to let his mouth start to bite and suck along the side of Isaac's neck. "Promise I won't change my answer in the morning. Just... fuck."

"Okay ... all right ... yes. I will." Oh, that was good. He liked that, a lot. He heaved out a breath as he slid his hand down Stiles's chest, fingers tracing of his warmed skin. Tucking, his fingers under Stiles's waistband.

"I will fuck you, thank you."

It wasn't enough. Not yet. He wanted it all. All the touching and naked skin to press against naked skin. He hadn't had enough. He'd had none and he wanted to change that right now. "Yes, god, yes. Please..."

He was moving his hands to his fly, fumbling to get it open.

He slipped his mouth down to Stiles's ear, biting lightly as the other boy got his fly unzipped, sliding his hands on his hips and pushed his jeans down, far down. Around his knees, before he found Stiles's mouth again.

Between kisses, he murmured. "Only an Alpha can change you with a bite, Stiles. My bite is only going to make you feel ...whatever you're feeling. Bedroom?"

"Good. It'll make me feel good." He was reaching over to Isaac's fly now, but he was also starting to drag them back towards Stiles' room, making those little eager sounds because god, Isaac tasted so good right now.

"Then I'll make you feel good." Isaac whispered, letting himself be dragged after him. When Stiles got his fly unbuttoned, Isaac shifted forward with his hips, pressing up against him. He closed the door behind them and then tugged his jeans off, leaving them on the floor. Then he was on Stiles again, kissing him hard, pressing their bodies together.

He vaguely heard the door closing, but after that, the rest of his attention went into kicking his pants off and pulling Isaac over to the bed. He couldn't touch him enough, couldn't find enough places to run his hands over. "Isaac... it feels..."

It felt weird, but also intensely aching with need. He'd never actually played around with his ass before, but there was a slickness there he could feel against his cheeks, a little dribbling down his legs as he felt like there needed to be something inside him. Now.

"I know, I know ... " He murmured, rubbing their entire bodies together, chest to chest, cock to cock. He pulled the other boy's hands above his head, so he could bite down on Stiles's ear, then down to his neck. Over his collarbone, and he whispered as he started to slid down Stiles's body.

"Lie still, and I promise ...it will feel really good, really soon."

He was trying, but everything felt so much more intense. He was lifting up into each touch from Isaac, body squirming as he felt like he could feel his pulse in his ass. How was that even possible? Oh god...

Stiles whined, long and low, cock sticking straight out and begging for attention as he tried to grab at Isaac. "Want... you. Please."

Isaac smirked when he got down to Stiles's hip, biting down again, before he flipped the boy over. He pushed his legs apart, and slid his hand up into the wet trail that led between his legs, and gently stroked one finger along the tiny, puckered hole.

"Like this?"

The bite had him crying out, back arching up off the bed. Then he was flipped over and he felt his legs spread wide and --

Oh my god... He felt himself push his ass back into the touch, trying to lift up off the bed to present himself better.

"Yes, yes. Like that. Just like that. Please... please, please, please, Isaac..."

"Shhhhh, Stiles. It's all right." He leaned forward to place a kiss at the base of his spine, as he gently started to push his finger in, slowly, into that little, tight hole, and then out again. Because even while lubricated, you still had to ease your way in, or you could cause a lot of damage.

"Relax, for me." He spoke roughly, his voice half coaxing and half command.

"I am. I'm trying." But it was hard when all he wanted to do was push back, make Isaac fuck him with his finger before he could convince him to use something more substantial. It felt close to what he wanted, what he needed, but it was like someone kissing him with flavored lipstick when he was starving. He wanted the meal.

Isaac let out a frustrated sigh, because honestly? He'd tear the boy up if he didn't get him to loosen. Well, always more way to fuck a Stiles ... so he reached around and gave Stiles's cock one hard stroke, as he pushed his finger all the way in.

Stiles let out a very dirty sounding moan, moving back against the finger inside him before he thrust forward into the hand now wrapped around his cock. "God, Isaac. Isaac... please..."

He was grabbing at his covers, kneading at them and pulling at them as he tried not to squirm like some kind of nympho.

Better. Much, much better. As soon as he felt Stiles relax to that, he kept his grip firm around Stiles, careful as the lubrication from Stiles's ass had slipped along the base of the other boy's cock.

He shifted himself the other boy, taking himself in hand, so he could push himself inside of him. All the way in, and god, it was so goddamned tight that he let out a noise close to gutteral.

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