Yeah my fetish is actually Anything that forces my brain to shut off or run on some kind of primal setting and this says nothing about me as an individual just so we're clear

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@omegish
Yeah my fetish is actually Anything that forces my brain to shut off or run on some kind of primal setting and this says nothing about me as an individual just so we're clear
cardamom, cinnamon, saffron, nutmeg, clove, star anise, black pepper, allspice, cumin, fennel, turmeric, coriander, bay leaf, sumac, juniper, fenugreek, ginger, mace, mustard seed, thyme, rosemary, marjoram, lavender, oregano, basil, tarragon, sage, chervil, dill, parsley, mint
There are so many smells and you guys still decide that the alpha in Fanfic should smell like sandal wood, what the fuck is a Sandal 👡 wood to begin with??
Twitter white man who’s never heard of fanfiction before: I like hockey because hockey is where all the alpha on alpha action is.
Me [heard “alpha on alpha action” and got so hard i got nauseous]: i think i hauve Covid
Wine is exactly like omegaverse fanfiction
I was GOING to say. That when you read a wine menu and see something like "notes of leather and wet stone" you think "did an insane person write this its grapes" but after youve read about wine and growing regions and the effect of oak barrels on aging and tasted a bunch of stuff and given it some thought you find yourself taking a sip of french syrah and thinking "mmm little bit of leather on the finish there" and all of a sudden that shits not crazy anymore. Youve been cooked in the soup. Youve been living in the monkey house.
With omegaverse fanfic. You -
You get the idea. Do the work for me. Please
Sorry tanuki fucker 91. I will be clearer. You get coated in the slick
i am jiggling a credit card in the door crack. life is a rich tapestry come take my hand we will weave it together.
what happened to hello. what happened to good morning.
I will not cry laughing this time.... Unless--
I know scenting is usually portrayed as something done with people, with packmates and family, but do you think people in the omegaverse are ever at work at the office and go like...
my stapler
random things omegaverse kind of popped off with:
resting forward and on your knees completely during sex so you don’t wobble around
small hydrating bites of food after large amounts of physical exertion
people having immediate beef on sight with little to no reasoning
aftercare and/or biologically encouraged cuddling
a shit ton of pillows
writing omegaverse CPR because apparently that's how my brain expresses itself these days
I didn't realize this referred to a ship and was super confused at why omegaverse cardiopulmonary resuscitation would different from non-omegaverse, like oh no what does the knot do now
When someone in omegaverse says shit like "they called to my inner alpha" or "it pleased my omega instincts," it's just the equivalent of someone saying "activated my lizard brain" or "it's the Capricorn in me."
Like it's not uncommon, but if you ask like 70% of people it's kinda cringy (especially when said seriously and not as a joke)
"Sorry, my omega instincts are not having it" is just two steps from "sorry, my adhd says no, the executives are dysfunctioning."
Or as @the-lunar-system put it:
someone starts talking about their omega nesting instincts and their friends start mercilessly blasting them for acting like a tradwife
Do omegas get periods? AKA an attempt at a biologically feasible omegaverse
I have a lot of thoughts about omegaverse and i'm not ashamed of it. The concept is fascinating! Plus, @twenty-orange-balloons in this post raised some interesting questions.
I love biology and my goal here is to keep everything as realistic as possible. I went too deep, and this is only about reproductive cycles, so this is a long post warning. I might address anatomy later, maybe.
My toxic trait is that I am far more interested in the socio-economic and geopolitical implications of ABO settings than the smut.
For example: I can't read any ABO AUs set in England or France because while I can suspend my disbelief far enough for a gender trinary set up, I can't suspend it enough to believe those two countries would still be distinct entities in a alternate history where Richard the Lionheart could have impregnated Philip II.
If there was a viable dynastic future with Richard, Philip would have climbed him like an oak and dragged him to the altar if he had to. It's a match that makes perfect sense from both their points of view: Philip gets Aquitaine back under French rule, the best general in Europe on his council, and a powerful check on the Angevins... then unexpectedly (after Henry the Young bites it) the entire Kingdom of England for his Capetian dynasty. Richard meanwhile gets to stick it to his father, secure Aquitaine's prosperity, and gets the leverage to start pushing for his mother's release. Then when Henry kicks the bucket Richard doesn't actually have to be King of England in anything but name: Philip can run the countries and unify the Crowns and what not while Richard runs off to go Crusading.
Plus they also like, loved each other and stuff and being able to get to be together long term instead of being torn apart by politics would have been cool. But I'm mainly obsessed with the historical and dynastic implications.
All this to say any ABO au set in England or France that doesn't have them united as a singular Anglo-Frank empire is doing it wrong.
A good Alpha rut meal is steak ragu with a pasta of your choice, rich in protein - which we all know alphas need, and carbs to help maintain their energy
This is such a great suggestion! It’s filling and flavourful, while also efficiently providing a lot of necessary nutrients. It would keep well, and it seems like it would still be great reheated after being frozen—a perfect choice when you don’t have much time to actually prepare a meal. In the same vein, it also shouldn’t require more than a fork, since no larger chunks of meat need to be cut up while eating.
My mate’s rut is coming up soon, and I may have to give this a try!
Sometimes Alphas like me just jerk off because we're bored - and Omegas like you can't stop staring at my thick, heavy cock as I play with it. I bet you want to know how it tastes. I bet you want to know how it feels brutalising your cervix and flooding your womb. I know you'll be rubbing your Omega cocklet thinking how it would feel for my knot to swell inside of you
If heat suppressants also work like birth control, the church wouldn't allow them. And suffering heat alone, and without toys, can be rough. Even painful. Those poor omega priests going through it alone, poor thing.
Sweating and shivering at the pulpit, trying to focus on his homily but all he can think about is how good that alpha in the front row smells and how badly he wants- needs to get knotted.
Alone in bed at night, crying into his pillow cause stuffing himself with his fingers isn't enough, and technically he's not even allowed to be doing that.
Making the walk of shame down to the confessional next morning, where the other priest, an alpha who's self control is already hanging on by a thread cause he can constantly smell distressed omega in heat, has to listen to him stammer red-faced through a confession of what he did last night. One hand clenched hard between his teeth along with the end of his stole to muffle the growling at the thought of knotting his fellow priest right here and now, the other hand gripping the bench so tight the wood might splinter so he can keep it off his cock.