A couple of soft knocks pull Doc from his shallow nap. He squints at the sliver of light pouring in from the closed blinds and yawns loudly, not in any hurry to open the door to the makeshift clinic he made his home while waiting for his natural heat to come.
It's been two weeks since the horrible embarrasing event happened and he's raring to get his Alpha status back... despite the... veritable procesion of his fellow hermits convincing him otherwise.
Well.. 'convincing' is a strong word, the 'consequences of mutual curiosity' sounds like something Cub would say, but to put it simply, the more time he spends... learning about being an omega (read: getting fucked as) the less urgent the thought of turning back to an Alpha becomes.
And what else could he count on besides his fellow hermits' curiosity?
Every since becoming an omega he hasn't spent a single day alone, always in the arms or another hermit or two... or three, and the new sensations flooding his very being every time is enough to keep him open to more.
"Doc?" Mumbo's soft voice floats through the closed door and he's reminded of the earlier knock. He tries to call out to the redstoner but is alarmed to find his throat scratchy and his voice shot.
"Dooooc its your favourite people~" Grian impatiently calls out and Doc jabs a quick message on his comm to send the pair.
'Just come in, the door's open!'
The door swings open and Mumbo steps in with his coat and a large basket in one arm and Grian dangling from the other.
"How are you doing mate?" Mumbo beams, placing the basket and Grian on the bed beside him. Doc groans, burying his head in his arms.
"don't- don't use that word" his voice comes out as a hoarse whisper and Grian busies himself with digging through the basket for potions.
"what? 'mate'? Looks like it's been your favorite word these days" he grins impishly and hands the man a regen potion. Doc glares at him but takes the potion anyways and downs it in one swig.
Doc sighs and clears his throat, throwing out a sassy little 'shut up' towards Grian while politely placing the bottle onto waiting hand.
"you lounging around naked isn't helping the allegations Doc" Mumbo grins, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. He pulls out a table and helps Grian with setting up a couple plates of food.
"not you too Mumbo" Doc whines dramatically.
"Grian! Stop swiping all the strawberries"
"Doc doesn't even like strawberries!" Grian exclaims, mouth filled with the the fruit.
"I happen to love strawberries, thank you very much"
"Please stop squabbling and eat" Mumbo sighs, finishing the set with a couple bottles of water.
"Of all of the Alphas in this place, I'd never thought you'd be such a bratty omega" Grian sticks his tongue out.
"BAH omegas" another dramatic sigh and the gathering of blankets to cover the blush rising on his skin, thankfully neither of his guests notice.
"what is it now?"
"omega bodies are always so... sensitive" Doc grumbles "even pain feels good! Is it always like this Grian?"
Mumbo and Grian share a look and turn their gaze back to Doc.
"that might be just you Doc" Mumbo starts, covering the amused grin that was threatening to bloom on his face.
"WHAT"
"well, every omega is different so..." Grian adds, not even bothering to hide his taunting smile. Doc squints at them.
"I don't believe you"
"in any case-" Mumbo butts in, two knuckles deep in an ointment pot. Doc's eyes widen and his breaths quicken. "Lie on your front for me?"
Doc moves a little too quickly before Mumbo could even finish his sentence, ignoring Grian's giggles, and holds his breath in anticipation, already feeling his blood shunting downwards.
Mumbo... slathers the ointment on Doc's lower back, much to the man's confusion.
"Cleo and Joe tipped us off that your back's been aching ever since their visit and- uhh... why are you blushing?"
"no. reason. Mumbo" Doc pushes through his gritted teeth, blush on full blast as Grian lost his shit beside him. He considered smothering the builder under a pillow and was about to reach for one when he feels the bed shift under the redstoner's weight.
"no reason huh" Mumbo hums and, using both his hands, decided to apply the ointment with a bit of pressure. His movement was a little more deliberate, working the sore muscles with his thumbs.
Doc melts under the ministrations, breath hitching, toes curling. A deep rumble starting to bubble over his throat. Grian nuzzles closer to him subtly sniffing by Doc's neck.
"Your pheromones are going wild" he whispers, "smell like spring rain". Mumbo leans close too, moving to straddle Doc's legs in the process.
"A bit sweeter than when you're an Alpha" He whispers as well, feeling Doc shiver under him. "shame you haven't eaten yet though"
All at once the sensations stop. Mumbo moves off him and Grian turns to fix more food into the plates. Doc swivels his head in shock, gaping at Mumbo and Grian with barely concealed indignation.
He reaches out and grabs Mumbo by the collar, pulling him suddenly until the man pretty much fell on top of him. He circles his legs around the redstoner's waist.
"The food can wait" he growls with a pout, but they're sure Doc would deny that.
"Told you he's bratty" Grian chuckles, then bites his lower lip "you should do something about that."
can't stop thinking abt ur doc and beef comparison... they really are like opposites. Also ik u said the herding dog x lamb x wolf was more for grumdoc dynamic but i think it could apply to the beef, doc, mumby one as well. Especially cause one would assume beef is the herding dog and doc the wolf - only to be quite caught of guard that theyre wrong when beef gets his hands on mumby ehehe.. :3
Okay... I'm ready
Anon, you know me, I like my cheerful bubbly men to have that certain pinch of danger, that touch of obsessive, I mean- how many is it now? With Scar and Impulse, Grian, to a certain degree and they're just the specifically cheerful ones (Xisuma doesn't count, not yet). But Beef? VintageBeef himself?
I do write him as someone with a lil something slithering beneath his handsome, beaming smile, but when you categorized it as hunger, anon I have to say, it all started to make sense.
It's easy, I think, to look at Beef at a distance, see his charming smile, the excitable way he talks, his bouncy bubbly personality and take that as face value. Just as easy to disregard the sharpness of his canines and that look in his eyes, everything he's buried under the heavy layers of restraint and self control.
He knows himself, knows what he's capable of and only a handful of people have scratched the surface of it. But he loves his friends y'know, from the past and all through the present and he knows himself, what he's capable of and he's spent so much time reigning himself in, moulding himself until the danger is all but gone and love's the only thing he's capable of offering.
That doesn't mean his teeth aren't sharp though.
So! The herding dog and the wolf are friends and they spent a good chunk of the past together and they know- eh I'd say most of each others capabilities. Where does our lovely lamb fit in?
Well, Mumbo has a certain... magnetism around him, even with how aloof he was in the beginning, how rare his interactions were (we've talked about this before and will do in the future), but its in both Beef and Doc's nature to be drawn to him.
It only really started during season 5, just... surface-level stuff, a budding curiosity. It felt like both of them were at the cusp of something significant. But there were many other distractions, a lot more games, and they both left early so it didn't really go anywhere in the end.
Season 6 came and Grian did his thing, now Mumbo was a little less avoidant and a little more present. Doc was there, his eyes now looking at Mumbo, rapidly growing fonder, but Beef wasn't and Doc had let his guard down.
Season 7 and Beef was back! Doc, caught in the joy of the reunion didn't even think to put his guard back up and honestly? He didn't really need to at this point. Beef had spent the season away further dulling his claws after all.
But again, that damn curiosity, not to mention the fact that Doc had already sated his.
During the welcome back party Doc had taken it upon himself to catch him up to things he missed, talking his ear off as he eagerly listened. But as the night wore on and their supply of alcohol dwindled, Doc's tongue got looser and looser and the man is talkative when he's drunk.
Who knows how their conversation steered towards Mumbo as they huddled closer and closer, Etho and Bdubs already conked out for the night, maybe Doc just recognized his past hunger brimming on the edges of Beef's cordial smile, but he spared no detail and that made that age old curiosity burn.
Beef would then find himself subconsciously stalking Mumbo, keeping his eyes pinned on him like he was prey. Time passed, the honeymoon happens and maybe this is why Beef was like that, so sure of himself, so... in the know. Maybe the honeymoon wasn't as spontaneous as it could've been even... who knows.
I just think it's funny that the wolf only got to the lamb because the herding dog barked when he wasn't supposed to.
Because Grian's teeth is sharp against Mumbo's throat and Doc is torn between wanting to bare his teeth against the man or leaning in and sinking his teeth on the back of Mumbo's ne-
Recruiting Mumbo into a war saying 'hey infiltrate the other side, you're gonna be our double agent' and Doc is their leader and Doc had trusted him so easily and the betrayal is thick and heady in the air of that cave when Doc closed his maw around Mumbo's pulse as Grian watche-
Dragging Mumbo into another war he didn't know a lick about, seemingly abandoned, the claws on Mumbo's chest loosening a tiny bit. The Red in Grian's eyes as Mumbo stood on top of that mining bore. The easy uneasy alliance calling Doc down, both their eyes following Mumbo with vicious tenacity as he frolicked by Scar's sid-
Building boatem village and Doc had slowly crawled closer. The smug glimmer in Grian's eyes as he stared down Doc with his hands wrapped around Mumbo's n e c k.
A Study of an Omegaverse Concept I've Only Used Once (so far) and a Comparison With Most of Its Modern Counterparts
Author/s: Gim et al
(I started this last night at like 2am and when I woke up I decided to finish it lmao)
it's uhh way past midnight and... I'm kinda thinking about the omegaverse au we've started with 'bad idea' and how their secondaries aren't necessarily determined by birth... technically.
✨Pheromones✨
Omegas are born with and produce omega pheromones, and Alphas do the same with alpha pheromones. In this though, Betas work more like.. a sponge or an empty pitcher. But then again one of the hallmarks of Omegaverse are the additional characteristics Alphas and Omegas have. Would this mean that technically, everyone has the "secondary traits"? only being amplified if enough of either pheromone is in their body?
Anyways back to the pheromones, does it have a physical form? Like microscopic cells or maybe some weird sort of aura. Do people have a limit of how much they can produce? With Betas, do they have a limit of how much they can store?
That then brings up the means of transmission. How do these pheromones move from one person to another? Well boning is a given, if anything the one place pheromones should be is in bodily fluids but then do they need to bone? Is there someone out there selling like, potions or milkshakes that are guaranteed to make Betas more alpha-like or omega-like? Only temporarily of course, because it's starting to look like 'pheromones' is a consumable resource that can either run out or just fade in time, especially in Betas that don't really produce their own.
Ok so, Alphas and Omegas can give Betas a bunch of their pheromones, and if given enough, they can induce temporary changes to their anatomy. What'll happen if they were given an equal amount of both pheromones? At the same time? (🥴 e-ehem) I'm guessing both secondary traits but at a lesser degree.
But then how would bitching or studding work? It's kind of like... a system override isn't it. If two Omegas in heat were to bone what determines which one gets studded? Is it guaranteed? Maybe not as much for Omegas, higher chances for Alphas though? Hmm. Biologically though, how does it work?
In a bitching scenario if an Alpha was to inject his own pheromones into another Alpha, the "weaker" Alpha's whole biology would shift to produce Omega pheromones to accept the sudden deluge of Alpha ji- pheromones. In studding, it would be the "weaker" Omega's pheromones begging the "stronger" Omega for a compatible pheromone to bond with, thus also altering their biology. So in theory, its like a biochemical response right?
Also, there's a pretty noticable change in demeanor when they've undergone the process isn't there. Like Doc's body language and whatnot. I do think pheromones has something to do with it but the changes in behavior are definitely more apparent in bitching/studding than it is with Betas being filled.
I guess that goes back to the fact that Alphas and Omegas are more sensitive to pheromonal changes than Betas would be? Hmm perhaps.
Conclusion
I should sleep before 2 am because my thoughts get too loopy otherwise.
