#beta lore

[twistofhardy]

Okay more oc lore kinda

This is basically just... links for them.

Spotify playlists

Nolan

Marianne

Lila

Pinterest boards

Nolan

Marianne

Lila

Now I can't leave it just like this.. here are some facts/lore about them (basially their beta stuff) that I scrapped!

Nolan Holloway

1: Nolan was almost the 'troublemaker sibling'

Early on, Nolan wasn't the responsible one.

He was originally going to be:

The reckless older brother

skipping town a lot

getting into fights when he was younger

Marianne would have been the more responsible sibling trying to keep him out of trouble.

This idea got scrapped because the 'protective, calm big brother dynamic' worked better.

2: He almost didn't go to college

Another early concept was Nolan never leaving Bullworth at all.

Instead:

He would have worked in the shop right after high school

People would see him as 'wasted potential'

The college idea was added later to make his return to town feel more meaningful.

3: His personality was originally way more sarcastic

Early Nolan drafts had him being very sarcastic and snarky, almost like a laid back troublemaker.

Teasing everyone

never taking things seriously

constantly cracking jokes

It was toned down so he'd feel more grounded and dependable.

4. He almost had a motorcycle instead of a car

Originally Nolan was supposed to be obsessed with motorcycles.

He would:

rebuild bikes

ride everywhere

look a little more rebellious

The idea changed to cars and the family auto shop because it connected him more strongly to the family.

5. His relationship with Marianne was almost more competitive

In early sibling drafts:

Marianne and Nolan argued a lot more

they were very competitive

they tried to outdo each other

Later the dynamic shifted to teasing + protective, which felt warmer.

6: His name was almost Connor. Shudders. Screams.

Marianne Holloway

1. Marianne was almost the youngest sibling

Originally Marianne wasn’t the middle sibling.

Early notes had her as the youngest child, with Nolan as the only older sibling.

Lila didn’t exist yet.

This version made Marianne more rebellious and attention seeking, but it was scrapped because the dynamic of her being the quiet middle sibling between Nolan and Lila felt richer.

2. She was almost way more aggressive

One early version of Marianne leaned heavily into her uncle past.

She was supposed to:

get into fights more often

have a reputation for being intimidating

be known for having a short temper

This was toned down so her strength became quiet confidence instead of physical aggression.

3. Marianne almost didn’t go to Bullworth

At one point she was written as not attending Bullworth at all.

Instead she would have been homeschooled.

The idea was dropped because her interacting with Bullworth cliques is way more interesting.

4. Her personality was originally colder

Early drafts made Marianne much more distant emotionally.

She would:

avoid most people

barely speak in conversations

keep everyone at arm’s length

Later versions softened her slightly so she still has warmth toward:

her siblings

close friends

people she respects.

5. Her relationship with Nolan was almost very distant

Originally Marianne and Nolan didn’t get along well at all.

They barely talked and had a lot of unresolved tension.

The final version changed this to sarcastic but loyal sibling energy, which feels more natural.

6: Her name was almost Elaine.

Lila Holloway

1. Lila almost didn’t exist

Originally the Holloway family only had two siblings: Marianne and Nolan.

Lila was added later to:

soften the family dynamic

give Marianne someone she could both tease and protect

add more warmth to the household.

Once she was created, the family dynamic immediately felt fuller, so she stayed.

2. She was almost the oldest sibling

In one early idea, Lila was actually going to be older than Marianne.

She would have been:

very responsible

calm and nurturing

almost like a second mom to the siblings.

This version got scrapped because it made the family too orderly.

The younger sister role gave her more charm.

3. She almost didn’t like music

Originally Lila’s hobby was supposed to be drawing and painting.

The music obsession came later and instantly fit better, especially because it gave her a bond with Marianne.

4. She almost had a pet

There was once an idea that Lila owned a tiny, slightly chaotic cat.

The cat would:

knock things off shelves

sit on Nolan’s car parts

steal Marianne’s hair ties.

The pet concept was dropped simply because it wasn’t needed for the story.

5. She almost had a totally different relationship with Nolan

Early versions had Nolan treating Lila like a nuisance little sister.

They argued constantly.

This was changed so Nolan instead softens around her, which balances his dynamic with Marianne.

6: Her name was almost Iris. (which tbh I actually really like. Lila is better though..)

[cherrypop117]

Beta vs William Afton ?

Oh of course he won't but that doesn't mean you won't pay for everything you did to my brother and me!

Was he really calm? How?! If I had hurt him too much, I just wanted to end it once and for all. This anger that I feel is because of him, he took away everything I loved the most! This time I won't let him leave alive, it's time for me to pay for everything I do...

[hatchetfield-omegaverse]

What do the types mean and do the other two groups have them too, or just alphas? Also, what do betas do, since all ive ever seen when people write omegaverse tends to be explicit and about omegas and alphas, and the weird possessiveness of alphas made me too uncomfortable to look into it, but your posts make me feel curious enough to ask

Oh, this is a fun question. I hope you don't mind if I become an unskippable cutscene.

So, for reference, since you said you haven't read a lot of these aus, a good portion of A/B/O fics are going to smut because it's just an inherently sexual concept. I love lore and worldbuilding, so I focus a lot on how it would affect the world. A lot of the things in my world building are present in 90% of A/B/O fics, and a lot of things are just things I came up with.

When I say Type 1, 2, or 3 Alpha, I'm referring to something that I call ‘The Alpha Hierarchy’ or the Alpha scale. Omegas and Betas do not have groupings like it. This is something I came up with. However, I'm sure I'm not the first writer to do something similar.

The Alpha Hierarchy started as a joke. I had started writing the world building for this blog, and I had taken an edible. At some point in the night, everything got fuzzy, and I fell asleep. The next morning, I found a section I had written that said Alphas: Low Tier, Mid Tier, and High Tier. The only thing I had put for this section was ‘dick sizes’.

Obviously, I found the mental image of my stoned self trying to categorize characters by who I thought had bigger dicks hilarious. It stuck with me as I edited my world building and I decided to try to make it into an actual subgrouping.

The types are categorized by the number of ruts they have a year on average. Type 1s have the highest number of ruts, Type 3s have the lowest number of ruts. There's also personality differences that are said to be affected by typing, such as aggression, possessiveness, and confidence, but those are more stereotyping than fact. I still consider dick sizes to be an unofficial trait, but I don't really go ‘They're a Type 2 so they have a mid length penis.’.

Type 1s are the rarest type of Alpha (because I don't believe it would society thrive if the majority of people were very aggressive) but, due to their very loud personalities, they have wormed themselves into being the gold standard for what an Alpha should be.

Type 2s are the most common Alphas but are generally glossed over due to how common they are.

Type 3s are often considered ‘the lowest on the scale’ and are often on the receiving end of mockery. There's lots of jokes about how Type 3s are practically Betas and that they don't live up to the expectations of an Alpha. If you can't tell, a lot of this is a metaphor for how toxic masculinity affects young men and makes them believe they have to live up to this impossible standard.

In most people's fics, Betas exist just as an in-between. Typically for characters who aren't relevant to the smut. They do not have heats or ruts and instead follow the rules of real life humans: people who are born biologically male can get others pregnant, and people who are born biologically female can get pregnant. That's the long and short of it.

This next part is going to reference pregnancy and birth rates a lot, so be warned. All of this is my thought process on why humans would evolve this way, but none of it has any real big impact on the modern world.

In my au, Betas exist because of evolution. In my au, Alphas and Omegas evolved as a way to keep populations up. All the men in your town were sent to war? That’s fine because some women can get others pregnant? Not enough women in your town? Bam, some men can carry. However, both Alphas and Omegas have periods where they are unable to work. A society that's is full of people who can't work for periods of time because they're too horny would be very vulnerable. Enter Betas.

Since they don't experience heats or ruts, Betas don't have the same vulnerabilities that the others would. This means that civilization can keep running without pause. Of course, none of this has any real relevance to the plot. It's just my personal thoughts.

Thank you so much for asking this. I hope I was able to answer your questions without getting too wordy. I love this kind of stuff and these aren't facts I would usually have a reason to share. If you have any other questions, please don't hesitate to ask.

[dirtymaidpanties]

!!!SHES FINISHED!!!

since "ghost lady" and "mix all three" came into a tie i tried somehow mixing all three of the concepts i was talking about before but it was too difficult so i just stuck with the ghost lady concept more. I already made another character but i need to digitalize them..bouta be a lot of ghost ocs haunting this big ass school building. Maybe..

BACKSTORY (BETA)

Shes a Vietnamese trans girl who lived in a small community a bit far from normal society, more up in the mountains. She always knew she was trans since childhood but never said a word about it due to it being highly illegal where she lived, it can even led to a public execution which was normalized. Though once her childhood friend found her in a spare school girl uniform she was quickly snitched on, leading her to be tortured and beat so hard she lost all her teeth, even getting alcohol thrown into her eyes as she was hung. She now haunts the now abandoned school, feeling betrayed and angry. Even though she is blind she still has pristine hearing almost like a dog, so if she ever found a living being in the school she lurked in she'd grab them by her hair acting as hands and hang them. Leaving them like how she was left. Shes mainly in the library but on rare occasions she'll roam the school halls.

Note: she'll most likely trick you by making you follow her, making her seem friendly, until she gets you in a secluded area she'll hang you and leave you dangling from the library roof.

[riyu-of-betas]

Omegaverse Coloring

When a couple has a child in the omegaverse, like in the real world they'll get their own traditional colors (ie. Blue for boys and pink for girls)

This in no way perpetuates or advocates for gender separation and such. Just for fun AU writing

Alpha boys - Blue

Alpha girls - Red

Beta boys - Purple

Beta girls - Orange

Omega boys - Green

Omega girls - Pink

[mobox87]

Y que le pasó a Glitchtrap en la imagen de Beta y Bart? (Noté ese detalle xd)

“Estaba rodeado sin posibilidad de escapar, al principio había dado lo mejor de mi, rompi su oreja y le quite un brazo, pero el cansancio era motivo de culpar el no haberme desahogado con el asesino, este aun después de todo el daño que le había ocasionado parecía reír, empezó a acercarse hacia mi, con un motivo de hacerme daño, y si, lo hizo.

A cierto punto no recuerdo ya estaba en el suelo con el abdomen terriblemente abierto, algunas costillas rotas y un sangrado terrible en el ojo, el conejo..Glitchtrap, se dirigía rápidamente hacia mi, cito algunas palabras antes de soltar una estruendosa carcajada, hasta que pronto, las risas cesaron y se convirtieron en gemidos de dolor. cuando me voltee hacia el, yacía un Garfio atravesando a Glitchtrap, el zorro Foxy...Mi hermano...”

[mobox87]

Beta ya se dio cuenta?! D:

AAAAAH

Algo asi, Creo que debo explicarme con otro de los Facts de la historia de Beta, xD

pero-

Este es mas actual! osea, de hoy

El trabajo me obliga a vestir un estúpido disfraz en víspera de halloween y en pleno halloween, Ya no soy un niño, es ridículo, para mi, ver aun adulto inclusive si se trata de ambientar el lugar. Como sea, no iba a Gastar dinero en un disfraz para un solo día, así que seguí el consejo de mi madre, (que hoy día no recuerdo sigo sin recordar muy bien de ella), tome un plato de plástico morado brillante,  hice algunos agujeros en las esquinas inferiores, corte dos óvalos grandes y le pinte una nariz y una sonrisa, luego de eso, tome dos pedazos de cartón que recorte para dar una forma peculiar y les puse pintura morada, no era el mejor disfraz, pero era un disfraz.

eran las 12.00 

maneje de nuevo a la zona que la pizzeria había rentado para su estúpida festividad de halloween y me tope con unos niños con mascaras, podría haber pensado que se trataba simplemente de niños queriendo pedir dulces hasta que entre en razón, AUN NO ES HALLOWEEN, me adentre al lugar, sin embargo cuando trate de acercarme, los niños corrieron y se esfumaron, Menos uno.

Era un niño con la mascara de Foxy, el pequeño estaba parado frente a un Cartel. 

“Pirate Ride, Gran apertura!”

Ese lugar llevo días en dar inauguración, el gerente me había explicado la idea, sin embargo no tuve oportunidad de probar el juego como otros beta testers lo hicieron; el niño sostenía una de esas pistolas lanza pelotas que el gerente me mostró el otro día.

Sin dudarlo me acerque y me incline a su altura

“-Eh niño, este no es lugar seguro, aun no esta abierto este lugar”

el niño se me quedo viendo un largo rato hasta que respondió

“-El lugar esta abierto, me e tardado horas en romper mi récord!, pero por fin logre a a almirante!”

Aun si tenia la charla con un niño estuve largo rato percatándome, ¿acaso el gerente abrió este lugar antes de lo programado?

Hay alguien esperándote?- Pregunte

-Solo Foxy y mis amigos, Foxy a tenido que trabajar últimamente, a el le encanta, y a mi también, Eh conocido nueva-...Hemos conocido gente nueva que sube a mi...La atracción de Foxy!.

-Oh vaya”- Fingí intriga- Pero lamento decir que debes irte a tu casa

-Oh ya quisieras, no puedo recibir ordenes de un marinero de agua sucia limpia pisos, solo hago ordenes de un alto mando o otro almirante como yo!”

era algo tonto, fácilmente podría haber sacado al niño de las orejas y lanzarlo lejos del lugar, pero el trabajo me obligaba a ser amable con los niños, Aun así parecía seguro de no moverse de ahí, mi empleo peligraba si el gerente llegaba y había niños en la atracción a esas horas,

-Soy un adulto y eso es suficiente para ser un alto mando- Dije algo serio

-Ja, lo lamento, pero para un pirata la edad no importa, o eres almirante o sigues trapeando la cubierta!- El niño rio- 

-y que hago para ser almirante?- Pregunte incrédulo

-Facil, debes entrar al recorrido! y tener una puntuación  mayor a la mía! soy el almirante, nadie puede superarme!

Aun si me daba algo de estrés, no podía enojarme con el niño, por alguna razón era como si realmente tuviera que obedecerlo, igualmente accedí, ademas, no podía meterme en problemas, El gerente siempre había dicho (aun si de broma se tratara) que podía acceder a las atracciones. Tome la pistola y entre

No quiero contar mi recorrido y las muchas veces que fracase, incluso cuando quise darme por vencido el niño de antes llego, no se porque, al principio se reia de lo torpe que era manejando la tonta pistola de pelotitas, pero ahora parecía que tenia lastima, lastima de verme tan frustrado

-Es fácil, de verdad...- Puso su pequeña mano sobre mi espalda- Aquí entre nos, hay un secreto en todo esto- El se acerco y susurro- Hay unos pasadizos en el juego, pero no le digas a nadie, ahí puedes conseguir el mayor puntaje, hay muchas cosas.

seguí el consejo del niño, y al final le logre, el marcador había marcado mi nombre como uno de los mas altos, superando al otro anterior....Foxy? daba igual, por lo que salí a buscar al niño, sin embargo este se encontraba en el granero. Trate de entrar pero la puerta estaba cerrada, así que me asome por una de las ventanas que el lugar tenia

-Eh superado tu puntaje, es hora de irte- 

el niño se hizo con una sonrisa tímida y rió un poco,

-¿Quien eres tu?- Dijo aun sonriéndome, era una sonrisa de inocencia y pureza, que difícilmente un niño que es exigente puede dar, sin mas me quite la torpe mascara de Bonnie el conejo improvisada y sacudí un poco los cabellos de enfrente de mi cara.

el niño bajo su sonrisa y puso los ojos como platos, parecía que había visto un fantasma, y empezó a respirar muy rápido

-Me llamo beta.. -Respondí tratando de calmare.

-Tu...--O...eh...Sti........Tu nombre no es beta....

El niño rápidamente trato de abrir desesperado la ventana, miraba constantemente hacia mi, como esperando a que no me fuera, note tanta necesidad en el que también recurrí a tratar de abrir la ventana.

hubiera querido poner mas de mi parte...justo cuando volví a mirara tras el granero a buscar de vista algo con que el pudiera abrir la ventana o romperla, una gran silueta estaba detrás del niño...era el...el conejo amarillo....

deje de tratar de abrir la ventana y empece a golpearla Pidiendo misericordia al torpe animal posado, pero el solo se reía, el niño parecía no darle importancia hasta que el felpudo traje lo tomo del cuello...

“-ES SOLO UN NIÑO NO LE HAGAS NADA!” grite, pero el parecía ignorarme.

El niño gritaba y trataba de defenderse así mismo, pero no podía, sabia que era mas débil que este ser, aun así trataba de hacerse el valiente, yo seguía tratando de romper la ventana. pero cuando por fin mis puños pudieron hacer algo era tarde, un grito me ensordeció, cuando entre vi algo que me dejo en shock, el pequeño estaba en el suelo, todo estaba esparcido.... su cabeza cerca de la vaya de madera y los brazos tirados encima de su pequeño pecho...

Paso mucho tiempo antes de que yo rápidamente me inclinara y tomara las partes, me quede mirando al pequeño niño en mis brazos, le abrace y no contuve mas mis lamentos, ese idiota lo había matado, y yo no  pude hacer nada, en medio de mi miseria le quite la mascara al pequeño...

Esa cara...Esa cara...era familiar, una venda cubría su ojo derecho, tenia ojos verdes, ahora solo parecía que perdían el brillo de poco a poco, 

Fue aquel con quien trate varias veces de quedarme en la pizzeria cuando era un niño, pero siempre llegaba un guardia a detenernos y llamaba a nuestro padre...

Aquel que siempre insultaba al gordo en el traje del conejo

Aquel niño con el que siempre jugábamos en nuestro cuarto a ser piratas, mama nos hizo un peluche de un pulpo gigante para que pudiéramos jugar, inclusive papa le pago a uno de sus amigos para que el y yo tuviéramos un barco, o bueno, el tenia el barco, yo tenia un muñeco de bonnie.

el niño que trato de defenderme cuando yo era muy pequeño...

Bart?...ese era el nombre...Bart...

El conejo lo había mencionado hace tiempo,  pero siempre me hacia recordar a ese show que veía en la tele en mi departamento, esa serie la de los simpsons o algo así...Bart.

Ese era mi hermano...

una vez mas, esparcido por la habitación.

A lo lejos Foxy estaba cerca del rio, miraba la escena en la que sostenía a bart, el zorro tenia una mirada profunda, y por alguna razón sentía como si el estuviera experimentando lo mismo que yo...Estaba triste, creí que atacaría cuando se me quedo mirando fijamente, pero el solo se quedo ahí, tanto el cuerpo como Foxy desaparecieron,

Volví a entrar a la atracción, ahí estaba una vez mas, me le quede viendo a los ojos, pero solo se digno a hacer su simple bienvenida al recorrido, ahora estaba completamente confundido, tenia un hermano...y ahora necesitaba mas respuestas, quien hizo todo esto? Quien los mato?..

Quien Arruino nuestra vida?...

[mobox87]

No se si esta pregunta sea estúpida o si ya se la hicieron, pero como consiguió Beta esas prótesis? (Las de sus brazos)

...Cuando tenia 8 años la encargada del orfanato me otorgo mis primeras prótesis, seguía triste por la perdida de mis brazos y seguramente creyó que darme un par de manos me ayudaría

PERO QUE GRAN ERROR!

si, eran prótesis, pero eran transparentes, y lo peor de todo, Brillaban! ¿para que una prótesis brilla en la oscuridad? te preguntaras, La encargada Aseguro que en lugares oscuros me ayudarían pera ver a mi alrededor, ya que por lo mismo, no podía sostener una lampara. parecían juguetes de esos que te dan gratis en la compra de otro, no tuve mas opción que ponérmelos, aun tendría que ser difícil a la hora de comer o darme un baño, pero era algo, de igual forma, tuve que usar suéteres largos y guantes de invierno incluso en épocas de calor, era vergonzoso. 

Al dia de hoy podría decir que fue de las cosas mas tontas en aquellos tiempos, sin embargo, la tecnología a avanzado de manera drástica, al menos hoy día puedo mover esas cosas con mas experiencia, como si realmente fueran las manos con las que nací...Extraño mis brazos, Extraño esa poca parte de carne que me hacia sentir una persona normal...Me siento como un fenómeno, desde la infancia hasta el día de hoy...