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going feral
i’ve mentioned feral alphas and omegas in a few posts before, but what does that mean? this post will discuss ferality,* its causes, common feral behaviors, and treatment.
*note: i will be using ‘ferality’ as opposed to the technically proper ‘ferity’ because the latter is based on the latin root and sounds pretentious, and the former is based on the english word and is more accessible
what is ferality?
ferality is a medical emergency caused most commonly by social isolation. it causes those afflicted to behave erratically, and is the most common cause of forced bites. it is one of the top ten causes of death for those over 80 years old. it is also called ‘loneliness disease’ or ‘bite fever,’ and is often euphemistically described as ‘losing oneself.’ in the past, more than a week of ferality was incurable. today, synthetic hormones and careful medically supervised management leads to over 90% of those afflicted to make a full recovery if treated before one week, and over 80% to regain most normal function if treated before two weeks. outcomes become less positive the longer someone experiences ferality, but there have only been 1,762 documented deaths directly from ferality in the US since 1980.
why does it happen?
humans in the omegaverse are pack animals not only because their ancestors saw practical advantages to living, hunting, and raising pups in groups, but because they were biologically dependent on one another. in simplest terms, interacting with pack aids the body in maintaining its optimal balance between the twelve dynamic (i.e., alpha, beta, and omega) hormones. prolonged lack of social support means that these hormones become unbalanced, leading the body to a state of multi-system disregulation.
ferality greatly reduces people’s access to the areas of the brain responsible for decision making, planning, empathy, and abstraction. it is the body’s desperate bid to regulate itself by any means necessary. those afflicted become impulsive, aggressive, and violent in some cases, so it is essential both for the afflicted person and those nearby that if you spot a feral person, you call emergency services immediately.
how do you spot it?
feral humans are fairly easy to spot based on their unusual, erratic, impulsive behavior. they may sniff the air (or other people) unsubtly, grab or touch things (or people) and fail to respond to spoken language. ferality is most commonly associated with inappropriate scent marking and biting for good reason: a feral person’s primary drive is to share scent with someone to help bring themselves back into balance. there are also some behaviors that can generally be attributed to the different dynamic sexes:
alphas
feral alphas tend to make aggressive eye contact as a posturing behavior
growling, snarling, and clicking at no one in particular
clenching and unclenching the fists and shifting from foot to foot
violence, especially toward other alphas
an acrid scent, like burning rubber or sulfur
betas
feral betas’ eyes tend to shift rapidly, settling on nothing for very long
humming, clicking, huffing at no one in particular
similar to alphas, they clench and unclench the fists and shift from foot to foot
general restlessness, moving quickly
climbing and perching inappropriately (e.g. on tables, vehicles, or buildings)
a rotting scent, like old meat or milk
omegas
feral omegas tend to make glancing eye contact—they meet someone’s eyes, hold, and look away several times
whining, purring, and clicking at no one in particular
baring the neck indiscriminately in a bid to entice a bite
hiding/burrowing (e.g. under tables or in closets. there have been several cases of feral omegas in clothing stores nesting in the clothing racks)
a chemical scent, like bleach or ammonia
how is it treated?
if you spot someone afflicted by ferality, it is essential to call for an ambulance immediately.
treatment begins in the ambulance. typically, EMS technicians anesthetize the individual for everyone’s safety. once it is safe to do so, the technicians draw blood and begin measuring vital signs and hormone levels to ensure that the individual truly is feral. in the past 30 years, rapid tests have made measuring hormone levels faster than ever. these levels are recorded and passed off to hospital triage, along with a record of any emergency hormones administered.
the hospital then brings the individual to the feral ward, where they have an individual room and nesting material marked with synthetic pheromones of all three dynamics. if the individual has been feral for less than ~three days, typically this is enough to trigger their body to begin regulating itself. in some cases, the individual may need direct scent marking in order to jumpstart regulation. if it’s necessary, a nurse or technician will swab the individual’s face and neck with a cotton swab soaked in a synthetic pheromone solution.
in more moderate to severe cases, the individual may need further assistance regulating themselves. in these cases, the individual will receive intravenous hormones and extremely frequent monitoring.
typically, after a few days of hormone therapy, the individual’s body will have reached a state of equilibrium and will be able to maintain the balance itself again. however, in some severe cases, the individual’s body may be unable to maintain the balance. these people will need hormone therapy every other week indefinitely. in some cases (especially those where there is also malnutrition or other severe condition), the issue will resolve itself with time. in others, the hormone treatment is for life.
how is it prevented?
the best prevention is maintaining healthy pack bonds. if, for some reason, this is inaccessible, clinics, health departments, and hospitals typically have nesting materials marked with synthetic pheromones. in the past five years, some nesting material companies have begun offering materials marked with synthetic pheromones. in addition, matching agencies sometimes offer scent-marked clothing or nesting materials for sale, though this practice is judged fairly harshly.
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captain039 · 1 year
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Craving the wild side
Dean Winchester x reader
Warnings: AOB, mentions of medical things, mentions of needles, mentions of abuse, feral alphas, light swearing, angst, hurt/comfort, mental health issues
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Feral alpha AU
Case file No.5643
Cases name: Dean Winchester
Cases D.O.B January 24, 1979
Cases age: 45
Background:
Dean Winchester (feral alpha) was found in the underground raid in a place called ‘Ascended’ raid was completed by head officer Jody Mills (alpha) and her team on November 14th 2022. Dean Winchester (feral alpha) was placed in quarantine and given appropriate medical attention before moved to the Alphas corp building 203 on January 10th 2023. First assign to Dr Harper (female, beta) unresponsive to methods and treatments remains in a ‘feral’ state transfer required. Second assigning to Dr Freeman (male, beta) unresponsive to methods and treatment, remains in a ‘feral’ state transfer required. Now on head of the Dean Winchester case Dr Y/L/n, waiting for report and outcome
Signed by head of department Carver Edlund
You walked quickly down the white hall, this was your first day on the Winchester case. You had your tablet in hand and your assistant Charlie behind you.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” She asked and you kept your eyes ahead. You were nervous, hell you might have a breakdown before going in, but you were determined to help this alpha.
“I am sure” you nodded heading to his room. The guard nodded his head in a greet and opened the door. Charlie said her goodbyes and departed as you were checked for anything on your person before heading into a small room. You didn’t know what to expect, all feral alphas were different. Dean Winchester sat in the corner where his bed was. His mattress was on the floor and his frame was obviously thrown against the wall and discarded. You gulped slightly thankful for the glass between you both.
“Morning Mr Winchester” you said through the mic but he didn’t respond.
“My names Dr Y/L/n, I’ll be your-“ you stopped your sentence when green eyes met yours. Your breath got caught in your throat as he stared at you.
“Your head officer” you finished nodding as you tapped at your tablet. His hair was unkept and long, his beard obviously grown, he was also wearing no clothes, but the way his legs were kept everything covered. You read over the other Drs notes, not many treatments worked with him, especially with the glass there. One of the Drs went in, got a response just not the best one and ended up in the medical department, while Dean was tranquillised.
You stood nodded to the guard who opened Deans door. You walked in minding the thrown bed and kept your distance. Dean was watching you like a hawk, he didn’t blink often and made sure to watch every movement you made as you grabbed a discarded pillow and sat down.
“I am Dr Y/l/n” you said.
“I’m a part time soon to be full time officer here I’ve worked three cases in my last five years you will be my fourth” you hoped to gain some conversation with him.
“I live nearby the facility at a farm house owned by my parents, I have 3 cows, 2 sheep and 6 chickens there and a dog named Champ” you watched his eyes peek with interest and you took it as a good sign.
“Dean do you know your age?” You started questions. He nodded and you felt a little relief go through you.
“Do you know where you are?” You asked and he nodded again.
“Some of these questions may be hard or triggering, I will take in account your response and try to avoid them or the topic for the time being till you’re ready” you said tapping on your tablet to get the questionnaire.
“You were found in a place called ‘ascended’ one of the lesser known underground black markets” you stopped checking to see his response but got nothing.
“Officer Jody Mills got you and five other alphas out, did you know or have any relation to the other alphas there?” You asked and saw him tense but shake his head.
“Ok, it says you were a pleasure alpha, house alpha, as well as use and abuse as well as fighter” you winced at the words.
“Are these correct?” You asked and he nodded.
“Do you know what ascended is? In the underground establishments?” You asked and he nodded.
“Did you have many omega owners?” You said and he snapped his head to you. You jolted a bit in surprise as his eyes darkened. You noted that quickly and went to move onto a next question but it was too late. The alpha had crossed the room quickly and pinned you under him, hand on your neck. He didn’t squeeze though just kept his hold as he stared you down. The guards came in shock guns aimed as you held a hand up to stop them.
“Don’t!” You said looking at the alpha. His eyes were swirling with feral emotions, he was breathing harshly but he didn’t harm you.
“He won’t hurt me” you said quietly hoping you were correct. He leant down swiftly, pressing his nose to your scent gland before a disapproving growl left him. The guards shot them and stunned him off the shock going to you also. You jolted a bit your breath getting knocked out of you. Dean was quick to recover though as a guard went to help you up, the alpha body slammed him to the ground and began to punch him. Despite the helmet Dean kept punching knuckles bloodying as he went. He was torn off, shocked again and you were dragged out. You were pissed smacking the guard off you.
“You idiot!” You snapped and the guard was taken aback.
“He wasn’t hurting me he was trying to find my scent!” You glared at the guard through the mask and sighed.
“He growled Dr” she said.
“Because he wouldn’t be able to smell me due to the implant” you sighed rubbing your neck from the shock that went through you.
“He hasn’t had progress in months! He was responsive to me and now we’ve thrown him in a corner!” You sighed making her leave the room. You looked at his unconscious form on the bed and sighed quietly.
Next part ->
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truly-morgan · 7 months
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[Feral little alpha SQH]
MoShang | Scum Villain Self-Saving System Omegaverse 01-12-2022
I'm working on day 31 for my editing of kinktober, and I just got this picture in mind:
Tiny alpha Shang Qinghua who doesn't look like much, who goes feral after seeing his mate getting hurt and no one would have expected how violent and enraged such a small alpha could be.
They had thought that a pregnant northern king would be easier to attack, and the moment Shang Qinghua sees even the smallest injuries on his mate he just totally loses it
When he's done with whichever demon that came he's soaked in the blood, breathing heavily from how much he had forced his body.
Then he search for Mobei-Jun who stayed on the side, barely actually hurt, even if it was a rare thing to see him even slightly injured.
Shang Qinghua doesn't calm down and come back to normal for a while, even when Mobei-Jun allows him to hold him close, examining him and making sure he's alright while Mobei-Jun gently purrs to calm him down, murmuring softly while assuring him he's alright
Shang Qinghua is crying when he's properly back to his normal state, babbling about how scared he was when he saw his pregnant mate in danger and hurt
Even once they get to their room Shang Qinghua won't leave his side, cuddling and rubbing his scent all over him, making sure over and over that his injury is alright
I just like the idea that tiny alpha Shang Qinghua that doesn't look like much is just one dangerous force of nature once he goes feral for his mate he just wants to protect
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omegaversetheory · 2 years
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I'm reading a cute little fic where a male omega goes into labor but they didn't know they were pregnant because they never had any symptoms, their alpha goes feral when they hear their omega's pained cry. I got long winded sorry but what's your thoughts on alphas going feral?
Well, I've never heard of feral used in that context.
The kind of feral I've heard about is when they pretty much turn into a literal wild animal who cannot be a part of society anymore because they are past the point of communication/logic. A feral alpha isn't dangerous because they'll start just eating everything, they're dangerous cause like a tiger or bear, they sort of do whatever they want.
A feral alpha cannot speak, they don't have any sort of instinct for a mate really, they just become like a wolf in the wild. They would now only have like fight/flight, hunting, and sheltering instincts. When provoked, they could become violent.
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In your context, I guess the author just meant that they couldn't think about anything other than their omega, like super emotionally dialed in. Blind to the world.
If they actually went feral over their omega having a baby, that certainly wouldn't be a relationship that would last long! Going through labor is pretty much the most natural body process in the omegaverse, if you had an alpha that was psychologically averse to that it would be a pretty bad situation for the omega.
You wouldn't want a wild bear inside your house when you gave birth!
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jedi-starbird · 2 months
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Alpha-17 and Obi-Wan being friends (derogatory) on 17's part and friends (threatening) on Obi-Wan's part is such an underrated dynamic
They could be so funny and terrifying, like Obi-Wan went through a soul shredding experience with Alpha-17 as his only company. They're friends because what else are you gonna be after you witness each other at absolute rock bottom from torture.
It's like 'dog put in cage of cheetah who's threatening to go crazy', except the dog is a grizzly bear and also threatening to go crazy.
Emotional support trooper except the trooper in question has never done any sort of supporting in his life and is actively an emotional distress trooper to a great number of the CC batch.
I want them texting everyday, I want Obi-Wan mailing handmade BFF bracelets to Alpha and Alpha sending pics back of him flipping off the camera but still wearing them, I want Alpha using Obi-Wan to keep track of and occasionally terrorize his cadets, I want 17 ending problems in the GAR (like Krell) before they begin because Obi-Wan has him shipped out on a personal transport at the first opportunity, decked out with slug-throwers Obi-Wan got him for his decant-day.
Natborn officers think this is all just an odd indulgence of General Kenobi, the Vode, however, correctly identify it as a goddamn threat and their danger assessment of Obi-Wan ticks up significantly.
When Alpha arrives on Kamino, Shaak Ti presses a shiny new comm into his hand. It has the Jedi Order symbol painted onto it alongside a smiley face sticker, and it pings immediately with a new message: Hello! I hope you're settling in well!
Alpha stares at the message, stares at the singular contact named 'OWK' and then stares Shaak Ti in the eye as he pitches the comm straight into the ocean. Shaak Ti's serene smile only grows larger as she calmly reaches into her robes and pulls out an identical comm, only this one has a frowny face sticker, and presses it into his hand. It lights up: I'm afraid we've bonded, Alpha :). Alpha shuts it off and pockets it with resignation.
Cody arrives on Alpha-17's personal recommendation.
A-17: He's the most difficult little bastard I have. You're perfect for each other. OWK: Thank you, he's very handsome :3 A-17: No. Stop.
The first thing he asks once he gets comfortable is who his general is texting so much that has him swinging his legs and twirling his hair. Cody assumes it's Anakin, given they seem joint at the hip anyway, but little does he know Obi-Wan's ability to consistently have the Weirdest Relationships Ever.
"Oh, it's Alpha-17, I understand you're familiar with each other?" Hmm. OK. Cody.exe is experiencing a processing error, please hold. He exits the room instead of answering. The next day he peeks over the General's shoulder when he's texting and sees walls of rambling messages from Obi-Wan. Alpha-17 replies every hour with a single text: Lose this number. Obi-Wan giggles. "He's so funny." he says.
When Obi-Wan meets the rest of the CC batch, Cody makes sure to stand perfectly angled so that he can record the reactions when his general cuts off their introductions with "Oh, no need, Alpha-17's told me all about you." It's always immediate FEAR.JPG followed by a slow spiral of What The Fuck.
What do you mean by that General. What does that mean Cody. What do you mean they text. No. Cody. What the fuck is happening, Cody. Alpha-17 doesn't have friends he has enemies and enemies he tolerates enough not to shoot on sight.
OWK: Wolffe reached for his vambrace? when I mentioned you A-17: That's where he keeps his spare knife. OWK: Hm that does explain the way he eyed me up, ambitious. A-17: Clearly not enough, he should have followed through. I taught them better.
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lunarheslwt · 9 months
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Wind beneath my wings
Written by @lunarheslwt for @1daboficfest
“You shouldn’t be here,” Harry gritted out, wild-eyed. “You should be scared of me.” Louis opened his mouth to speak, to cut him off, to disagree, but Harry was pushing. “I could hurt you.” “You won’t hurt me,” Louis said, simple and assuredly. Calm. “I’m capable of hurting you.” “But you won’t. That’s not who you are, Harry. I trust you,” Louis whispered. As an omega carer that works at a rescue and rehabilitation centre for feral alphas and omegas, Louis has experienced all sides of ferality. So Harry- a cold, near mute, non-receptive alpha- was a challenging case for everyone at Phoenix Rehab Centre. Louis wasn’t expecting to feel drawn towards an aloof Harry, or to form a slow bond with him. He certainly was not expecting for his entire life to change in unforeseen ways.
93k | E | hurt/comfort | feral alpha au | moodboard by me, all pictures belong to original creators and owners
This fic has been in the works for months. Thank you to everyone who's helped me and especially to the mod for the generous extensions without which this fic would not have been completed x
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yutaleks · 22 days
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alpha!maki x omega!reader, arranged marriage
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“I think she hates me, Mai.”
Mai’s sitting across from you, painting your nails a pretty lilac color. She’s got a steady hand, but maybe you shouldn’t be surprised that someone with weapons expertise would have such a solid, precise touch.
“You know as well as I do that my sister would’ve gave the family hell if she didn’t want this,” she smiles, her citrine eyes sparkling. She’s got the same type of mystery about her gaze that Maki does—it’s hard to tell what she’s thinking, especially when she flutters her lashes and turns away from you as quickly as she had looked up at you in the first place. Maybe it’s because you feel so out of place in the Zenin estate, but it feels like you can’t really tell if anyone is truly being honest around here.
“She’s so quiet around me, I don’t know what she’s thinking,” you mourn as Mai finishes painting the lacquer on your pinky finger. She traces the edge of your nail with her thumb, wiping off the excess.
“The fact that she’s quiet is a good thing,” she chuckles. “If she hated you, you’d know it right away. I’d say she’s rather smitten, I’ve never seen my sister look at anyone the way she looked at you after the tea ceremony. Like she wanted to jump your bones.”
Mai’s amusement seems to grow when you look down, flustered. “It seems I don’t know anything about my wife…”
“You’ll learn.” Mai takes your other hand into her hands, and after dipping the paintbrush into the bottle, begins to paint the nails on your other hand. “Maki is someone who requires some patience… I would know, it took so long for her to even get along with me.”
Your brows rise up in surprise. In your handful of visits to the Zenin estate, the sisters seemed glued at the hip. “Really?”
“I love my sister,” Mai says, without looking away from your fingertips. “But she can be so stubborn. She tells me she likes you. She’ll tell it directly to you in time.”
“She does?”
Mai finished off your pinky nail in the same way she had on your previous hand. You hold out both your hands in front of you, and Mai admires her handiwork with a grin.
“She says she likes your hands. How soft they are—you’ve had an easy life, being a prized omega.” You can’t deny that; unlike Maki and Mai, alphas trained in weaponry as part of growing up in their clan, you’ve simply been raised to look pretty and get married off.
Mai lifts your chin up with an index finger, staring into your eyes. She’s done your makeup, just a light dusting of powder, lining around your eyes, and mascara to bring out your natural color. “And how wide your eyes are, how sweet your face is. It was like pulling teeth but, she said you’re cute.”
You smile. Something flutters in your tummy. “Did she?”
“Don’t tell her I told you,” Mai snickers, before patting down some flyaways from the hairstyle she had done for you earlier. “I mean, she said it years ago, when you came around for the first time. Got a good few days of teasing her out of it. But I’m sure she still thinks the same way.”
Has Maki liked you during this entire arrangement? She’d incredibly good at hiding it, you think, never having been able to decipher her impassive face, and discouraged by her lack of physical affection. Whats with that, then?
“Then why doesn’t she ever give me a sign? I never got that impression from her…”
“Maki is very…” she seems to search for the right word, before adding, “possessive about what’s hers,” Mai says, leaning closer to you. “Maybe she was afraid of scaring you off?”
Possessive? You blink inquisitively. “Scaring me off?”
“Have you ever seen an alpha around their mate, when they’re freshly bonded? Or maybe even in a rut?”
You shake your head; of course you’ve been kept away from such things, being without a mate and all.
“Well. Tonight’s your first night together,” Mai smiles, patting at your cheek. “I think you’ll come to find out what Maki’s true feelings are soon.”
Your stomach flips on itself with anticipation at the thought of what’s to come.
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bookaburra · 4 months
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bringing this to tumblr because i actually cannot
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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<- A/B/O Anon
HI- *coughs* well, they aren’t exactly headcanons, just ideas I have that I wanna chat about.
I’m on a big Omega!Bruce kick so here they are. (these can or can’t be connected but I do love the idea of them being connected)
1. Brucie Wayne is a known Omega, one that flits from date to date. The thing is, Batman is known as an omega too. This time he’s the embodiment of an Omegan Mom protecting their nest Territory from all threats. Like Omegas used to do in the Olden Times™️, feral behavior and scenting is common >:3
2. A/B/O Dynamics don’t actually exist outside Gotham. Sure, some Gothamites have moved out so A/B/O is known, but isn’t seen outside Gothamites.
So when Dick Grayson came to Gotham he was very confused and didn’t really understand what was going on.
When Bruce eventually scoops him up and brings him home, Dick is even more confused. Atleast in Juvie the A/B/O behaviors were stifled except for posturing, but now outside of Juvie? In the home of an Omega? He’s gonna get the full brunt of Bruce both fussing over him and trying his best to not cross the line of Bruce being his Pack Guardian and not Pack Omega. (Either way, for Dick it’s very much smothering)
It doesn’t click for Bruce or Alfred until Bruce comes sulking to Alfred about his pup being broken and not even accepting being scented! Doesn’t Dick want to feel safe??? No one’s going to touch Dick if he’s smothered in Wayne Scent!!! (Maybe eventually Dick gets startled when he starts to instinctively responding as a pup would/is able to smell scents/feel pack bonds)
3. When Jason gets tossed into the Lazarus pit, it actually repairs his pack bonds. Sure, it’s not perfect, Jason can’t actually reach out through the bonds to respond- but he can feel his Pack’s love, not to mention their desperation to get him back as soon as they realize Jay’s bonds are back. (Talia, meanwhile, is still trying to convince Jay that Bruce doesn’t love him and how he replaced him, but that doesn’t quite work as Jason can feel his Pack’s love- not to mention the absolute adoration coming from the newest, weakest, and youngest link in the pack)
4. And finally four- One of the Robins vanish from the Teen Titans for quite a bit- and when they come back, they’re questioned on where they went. Robin sighs and just says Batman was being broody again, and the Teen Titans just think that Batman was brooding.
In actuality, the Robin had to deal with Bruce being broody in the chicken sense. AKA, “You Are My Child And I Will Keep You In My Nest And Focus Entirely On You And Your Well-being. ..What do you mean taking care of myself? I have to take care of my PUP!”
I absolutely adore all of this. Love the idea of it being a Gotham thing because Gotham is just Like That. Like there's so many curses and magic and who knows how many chemicals that they're like, still human but also just built different.
Gosh, if heats are a thing I like to think they're more platonic. Just, fussing over pack members and being the Broodiest Thing Ever with every family member and will get Upset if one tries to leave the Nest where they are Safe and can be Taken Care Of.
Pfft, the poor Justice League are not prepared for Batman to get broody on a mission and force them all to take care of themselves with no context. They're not his pack, but well, they have fought together and they're sort-of friends, depending on the timeline.
Poor Damian is going to get smothered, Bruce is going to get Very broody the moment Jason returns, and with Another Pup. Tim & Dick get yoinked back from the Titans Tower to be smothered and snuggled and absolutely covered in the family's scent.
Absolutely love the idea of them learning how to be a pup and pack together and am vibrating in utter glee at all of this.
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overtake · 7 months
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red bull: daniel’s bad habits from mclaren are fixed, he did well in the sim, and his tire test was so good that we immediately knew he was ready to be in a car.
alpha tauri & yuki: daniel’s feedback on the car has been instrumental, and he performed so well in difficult race conditions even though he didn’t have any upgrades and had some bad luck.
rando twitter user who doesn’t have the data, didn’t know liam lawson’s name three weeks ago, and constantly insults the way red bull quickly drops drivers who don’t perform: they’re only letting him drive for pr even though he’s a washed up failure.
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omegaverse-seeker · 4 months
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I have no clue if someone has ever asked this before, but do you have any headcannons for repressed Omegas? Like, literally anything on how they would react, because that trope is just *chefs kiss* to me. It can stand for some many things and I am absolutley feral about this :)
Honestly, I don't know where to even start. I'll just give you some random headcanons. I ain't gonna lie, I'm not really fond of this headcanon. Not because it's not interesting, it's just cause it usually stems from the fact that the Omega has been traumatized.
Nesting isn't natural to them. When they go into heat or are pregnant, they are mostly in bed or on the couch. They are anxious though, mostly because they need to nest but don't know how.
They don't scent. This also causes them to have a fever. If they can't release certain phermones, they'll get sick for bottling it up.
They probably avoid other Omegas. It's not they hate them or don't want to be around them, they just feel lost around them.
I can see them going mute if they struggle with making their regular crooning or purring noises.
They are actually almost about to go feral.
So, I don't know what else to add. Lol. If anyone with a bigger brian than I, please feel free to share!
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lambmotifz · 21 days
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thinking of feral omega sam who’s desperate to be bred and knotted during his heat, demanding alpha dean to fuck him into the mattress until he can’t walk straight. of course, dean obeys because how could he not
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gremlins-hotel · 1 year
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oh BROTHER these guys STINK
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angelxd-3303 · 2 months
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Surprise, I'm not dead!✨
Have some Dad Alpha Trion and baby Pax:
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I based Alpha's color palette off of his G1 version, btw. He loves his feral baby boi.
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box-box-blorbos · 10 months
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Yukierre / "A Burning Hill" by Mitski PART 2
Part 1
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witchofthesouls · 5 months
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Okay, so weird TFP thought, if Energon comes from the crystal mines and aquifers of Cybertron...
Does this mean that modern Cybertronians, especially those from the city-states, are essentially vegan/vegetarian?
Oh, to be a fly on the wall when Alpha Trion had to use a spray bottle upon the newly christened Orion Pax on what is and isn't acceptable to consume...
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