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pack-the-pack · 9 days
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Ownt thanks for the pin.
A bit off topic, I noticed that many blogs are using the new rendition of the upside down moon and four pointed star from my misce flag, including your blog. And I honestly like it a lot. Looks like those Star Trek rank insignia thingies. Very cool. I wish I knew who is the original creator of the new rendition is. I thought it was @rabidbatboy, but I am unsure if they just made like a version of it, or if they actually did the new version from scratch. Either way it looks cool.
So allow me to offer:
"Misce culture is unifying under the upside down moon as kindred spirits, for A/B/O is more than people give it credit for, and we have the privilege to hold that knowledge dear and near to our hearts."
May the lone star guide you people to your fated packs, mates, friends, family and happiness.
Hope all the best for your blog, friend.
hi!! pinned is a work in progress but this blog is for sharing omegaverse / misceverse / miscecanis experiences !!
you can call me habit, I’m a bidynamic beta-omega who uses it/he
simple rules
- asks should be formatted ‘[omegaverse] or [misceverse] or [miscecanis] or [beta] or [omega] (etc etc) culture is…’
- none of the asks are necessarily my own opinion or feelings
- to be inclusive of those who engage in nonsexual misceverse, any very explicit nsfw will be deleted. asks with vague sexual references are permitted, and will be tagged with #culture is nsfw
- vents and complaints are permitted, but this is not intended to be a venting or ‘confessions’ blog. I will tag the more heavy asks with #culture is vent so that it can be filtered out if needed
- positivity about the community is encouraged! Have fun! enjoy!!
some accounts who might be interested! @omegai @omegarchive @miscedefined @pack-the-pack @centiverse ++
claimed anons:
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pack-the-pack · 16 days
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Pins, necklaces and bracelets with the greek letters would probably not get you a side eye.
Anyone have any recommendations for subtle omegaverse merch? I live with my family and I want those in the know to know, but those who don’t won’t look at me sideways.
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pack-the-pack · 17 days
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I like that the upside down moon + four pointed star has become a symbol of us Misce people 💕
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MISCELYCAN: a term for verses revolving around werewolf-like behaviors/beings.
TAGGING: @omegai @omegarchive
🧼 ——— FLAG COINED BY ME
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pack-the-pack · 18 days
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Bold of you to assume I'm already not a venomous snake of an individual lol
Yah know this would be really cool in monster/hybrid AUs. Specially like Nagas/Lamia/Gorgon species.
I was wondering what your thoughts are on alphas having venom?
This a cool concept!
I just wonder how it could be used? Are Omegas immune to it? Is it deadly against everyone but their bonded mates? Is it dialed back due to evolution? Does it only come out if they are feral? Can they be harmed by it?
It's certainly something you can play around with!
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pack-the-pack · 21 days
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Wouldn't be an impossibility hahahha
Doesn't make it any better though.
I've always seen myself as foul and vile, leaning on malevolent and predatory in nature even, at times. And this new found knowledge does not frame things in a new, more absolving or charitable light.
@secondhandnesting has recommended me a fanfic with a specific teg/appeal to it. And I hate them for it. Because fuck you, I didn't want to have that part of myself unveiled and raw for pondering and questioning.
Like what am supposed to so with this new-found knowledge?
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pack-the-pack · 21 days
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I'd legit deck anyone that found it was a good idea to touch my neck, but SPECIALLY the nape of my neck. Whomever came up with the idea that massages are somehow relaxing, knows not how to fear god or death. Pinch, squeeze or "massage" me and you'll absolutely meet the eyes of your creator in minus 8 seconds.
Thinking about Omegaverse feat therapeutic scruffing for all dynamics... It's kind of like getting a massage, and the Scruffing Therapists (STs) are trained in various "styles" of scruff depending on body type, dynamic, whether or not the patient is pregnant etc.
Athletes book scruffing sessions to assist with other forms of PT after an injury, because it promotes rest and healing. Every major sports team has a dedicated ST who is encouraged to form friendly bonds with the team because it makes their work more efficient.
A good spa day includes a nice, deep, scruffing, before a hot cup of tea in a nest of towels. The nests are premade by people covered from head to toe to avoid scent transference, then scented with essential oils that you pick when you arrive, like choosing a nail polish color.
You can also pick your ST's dynamic when booking a scruffing at a beauty center/spa, like picking your masseuse's gender, and there are people who only want alphas or omegas for a variety of reasons, but the most popular choice across all dynamics is by far betas.
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pack-the-pack · 21 days
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@secondhandnesting has recommended me a fanfic with a specific teg/appeal to it. And I hate them for it. Because fuck you, I didn't want to have that part of myself unveiled and raw for pondering and questioning.
Like what am supposed to so with this new-found knowledge?
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pack-the-pack · 22 days
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Are you saying.
There's essentially.
A male Omega/Beta x Alpha female manhwa.
I did not know about??????
CRIMINAL!!!!
Soft and cute boyfriend and tall beautiful girlfriend.🤭
Manhwa name:- yeonwoo's innocence
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pack-the-pack · 28 days
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I have a question.
I'm an Alpha.
But I despise the thought of having worn, unclean clothes being in contact with an Omega.
I don't touch things I consider unclean. That also includes people.
If my Omega becomes "unclean" by rummaging through my unclean clothing, that'd make me highly uncomfortable.
My question is: Do all Omegas just like worn clothes? Is the nest somehow less good if you use clean clothes?
Are there any Omegas that actually *don't* like clothing that's been worn?
all alphas should have to make offerings of their worn clothes to their omegas in order to be granted nest access. if the omega reject the article, then it's a no.
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pack-the-pack · 28 days
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•[Ode to the Omega]•
Tormenta.
Birthing Nymph of all the fae.
The Fae.
Spring of waters made to quench.
The Mind.
Gathering the swirling poisonous nectar of calendula-scented mounds between their thighs.
Heave the shallow breath from all the faithless.
Their teeth are dull and have no bite.
Feed the starving with the boughs of madness.
Make them yours as you are mine.
Dance around the ancient fire.
Hearth of stone, ash and desire.
Usher the gaunt, forced to hunger.
Your velvet skin the feast they yearn for.
Call the stars to lay with you.
As you sprawl yourself bare,
In form that's raw, plump, ripe, and fair.
Say Calypso what of this?
Is her countenance in your canvas the one I adore, the one I kiss?
Ethereal fatal, bewitching child of the tide.
Is your venus blood what gives you the power,
To hold the leash of all the savagery in the corner of your eye?
Sultry creature.
Spirit of the night.
Come to me.
Come to bare your frail nape.
I'll make you whole, I'll make you right.
Vile bodies, of marbled curviness.
Let 'em be scratched, torn and scorched.
For from the animalism of our communion,
is the strongest vows forged.
Come to me.
Let me come to you.
Let me sink into your softness.
Let me make of your bare womb the vineyard for my wine.
Cry in pleasure as I break you.
Thresh in ecstasy as I shape you.
Come to me in all your glory.
And I'll bow to the sacred soil of your mind.
Animal. Beast. God of all desire.
Burrow deep within my flesh.
Your predator. Your captor. Your sire.
Of the religion of your form I've resurged in fervour and devout.
The poetry of your beauty the only prayer worth uttering out loud.
Shift your weight into my arms cradle.
Lay your head upon my shoulder.
Be mine.
My muse.
My soul.
The end of flesh, muscle and bone.
Omega siren of this world's whirl.
Yes I am an horny misce Alpha. Yes I am dramatic. Yes this means I made a sultry (ish) poem about ravaging Omegas. What you take me for? Ofc that's what I did.
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pack-the-pack · 28 days
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Wanna read it? I can I either reblog it here or DM it to you.
Yes I am an horny misce Alpha. Yes I am dramatic. Yes this means I made a sultry (ish) poem about ravaging Omegas. What you take me for? Ofc that's what I did.
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pack-the-pack · 28 days
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… a-are applications for submissive and breedable men who are very susceptible to sultry-ish poetry open?
Hahahha I cannot say no to a pretty face.
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pack-the-pack · 28 days
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Yes I am an horny misce Alpha. Yes I am dramatic. Yes this means I made a sultry (ish) poem about ravaging Omegas. What you take me for? Ofc that's what I did.
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pack-the-pack · 29 days
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I'd make a great vampire. I'm gothic and dramatic.
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pack-the-pack · 29 days
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*miscecanis chant in the background* One of us. One of us. One of us.
An actual conversation I had with my girlfriend.
Me: Sitting on couch watching tik tok
GF: What you watching?
Me: A video where a woman explains omegaverse to her husband.
GF: Maybe it's cause you wore me down but the concept kind of seems fun.
Me: Oh? Does that mean you like omega verse now?
GF: Does not say anything
Me: Wait is that why you were asking me about wlw omegavearse yesterday? (She asked me about the wlw lore and if I found anything good)
GF: *In a very quite voice* Maybe...
Me: *I pet her head* I always knew you where a horny little omega.
GF: *Embarrassed noise and runs into my room.*
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pack-the-pack · 29 days
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Hahahhaha fair enough.
Is it too much to ask,
To have a beautiful Omega boy in my arms,
Of unmarred skin,
Svelte form,
And an unmarked neck?
Is it too much to ask from the fucking universe. Someone that won't ask of me romantic love? That will just enjoy my momentary devotion?
For my religion is their body, but my creed is circumstantial. My faith nurtured only by the water of their pleasure, my prayers only beckoned by the sound of their reckless abandon, my worship only lasts the time it takes for me to consume their submission and drink their pleas in utter capitulation. Like a fledgling demon, yearning to consume that which is pure, that which is holy.
I want you to cling to me. Like a life line. Scratch at my skin like the soil at the edge of the precipice. Contort in my arms like my mere touch burns you, wounds you. Call to me in desperation as if the senses that overwhelm you are dark waves filling your lungs slowly, and my name the very air that you need. Preventing you from death itself.
Ache in your bones for me. Let the muscle lay taut. Let the skin become feverish, ruined, tarnished in blue and red.
Let me make poetry of your flesh and music out of your cries.
Let me ruin you like you deserve.
Like you ache to be destroyed.
Let me feed on your soul and make you lose yourself in a mist of no return.
Let me break you, fully.
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pack-the-pack · 29 days
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Is it too much to ask,
To have a beautiful Omega boy in my arms,
Of unmarred skin,
Svelte form,
And an unmarked neck?
Is it too much to ask from the fucking universe. Someone that won't ask of me romantic love? That will just enjoy my momentary devotion?
For my religion is their body, but my creed is circumstantial. My faith nurtured only by the water of their pleasure, my prayers only beckoned by the sound of their reckless abandon, my worship only lasts the time it takes for me to consume their submission and drink their pleas in utter capitulation. Like a fledgling demon, yearning to consume that which is pure, that which is holy.
I want you to cling to me. Like a life line. Scratch at my skin like the soil at the edge of the precipice. Contort in my arms like my mere touch burns you, wounds you. Call to me in desperation as if the senses that overwhelm you are dark waves filling your lungs slowly, and my name the very air that you need. Preventing you from death itself.
Ache in your bones for me. Let the muscle lay taut. Let the skin become feverish, ruined, tarnished in blue and red.
Let me make poetry of your flesh and music out of your cries.
Let me ruin you like you deserve.
Like you ache to be destroyed.
Let me feed on your soul and make you lose yourself in a mist of no return.
Let me break you, fully.
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