#lecture time

Turning from making their way to the correct room Vio looks to Scape with a huff. This spot is safe enough and the floor is at least visible. So he goes into a lecture.

The Jedi scoffs, cutting off Tor Vizsla’s triumphant laugh. He makes a sudden about-turn, a sneer pulling at his lips. How dare she disrespect him in such a way? He expects her to be standing, ready to fight.

She isn’t.

The Human Jedi is still on her knees, hands cuffed behind her and restrained by two of his men. She hasn’t moved and her face is still blank with the notable exception of a cool stare and an eyebrow raised in contempt.

Tor feels himself bristles. He goes to open his mouth, demands a reason for her scoff but before his lips even part, she has the nerve to interrupt him.

“You’re holding it wrong,” she says, her words as dry as the desert.

Tor blinks. He didn’t expect that. Wrong footed, he doesn’t think before he lets his mouth run off.

“What.”

The Jedi looks at him like he’s an idiot beneath her notice. Like she isn’t the one on her knees, facing certain death. As if he is the one in a position of weakness and not her, her connection to the source of her sorcery severed by the collar around her neck.

“The darksaber,” she enunciates slowly, like she’s speaking to a particularly dull-witted idiot, “you’re holding it wrong.”

Tor’s teeth clack together as he rears back on his heels. To insult a Mandalorian’s weapon-handling abilities is as taboo as taking another’s armour from them. He snarls, furious. He wanted to execute her in public, to make it into a grand show, demonstrating the might of Death Watch. But he’s not going to stand such a slight against him.

He starts stalking towards her, scowling and the darksaber still ignited at his side. Around the room, his men tense, preparing for the confrontation.

“Also,” she continues, seemingly unaware of the change of atmosphere, “it really doesn’t like you and wants you to put it down.”

That makes him stop, startled.

“What.”

What the kriff does she mean?

In response, she scowls even harder. Her shoulders straighten and her chin lift, not in defiance, no, more like it’s habit she is unaware of. When she speaks, her tone is neither harsh nor defiant; it’s low and slow with a certain cadence to it Tor can’t place. Bewildered, he feels himself straighten at attention and around him his people do the same.

“A lightsaber is a Jedi’s life,” she begins calmly and Tor is suddenly hit by the realisation that she is lecturing them, “not because it is a weapon but because of the crystal it contains. Kyber or not, a Jedi’s crystal is, at once, a reflection of who they are, an extension of themself and an extra limb. You waving around that ‘saber is akin to wear their wielder’s head on your belt.”

She pauses, like she’s contemplating something.

“Or akin to display an enemy’s beskar’gam.”

Well, that got a reaction, didn’t it? Jocasta watches with grim amusement as the Mandos around her flinch and try to put as much distance as possible between them and their leader and the darksaber he’s still holding. With a snort, she adds:

“   it’s   beautiful  .   i’ll   treasure   it   forever  .   ”   ava’s   sure   that   this   painted   pink   squirm   upon   the   slightly   crumpled   paper   must   have   taken   jack   hours ,   and   she   clasps   it   to   her   chest   as   though   it   is   some   lost   picasso   piece ,   not   a   small   boy’s   poster   paint   scrawl  .

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Cairis loomed over the short alien female.  Her ears were laid back, her brow knotted, and her teeth bared.

This is actually a good question, because we see so little fics focusing on the Beta dynamic.

Betas still have their own unique scents, something that is personally them and the overarching identifying smell that lets other dynamics know that they are a Beta. So I would imagine that they can still scent/scent mark things, territory, significant others, those they wish to court, etc…just because they’re not Alphas doesn’t mean they have no right to attempt to court who they want.

I know that the whole biting thing in heat/rut/claiming as mates thing is usually not painful for Omegas and Alphas in most lore you come across, as heat/rut usually has some trigger that changes painful stimuli into something pleasurable because they’re already having a hard enough time being in heat/rut. It’s part of the whole heat/rut is painful and a nasty process unless or until you’re with a partner or your mate. When a heat or rut is spent with someone, it’s generally a much nicer time.

But Betas don’t really have either of those cycles, so I’m not sure if they have the same chemical trigger that would translate the pain of a claiming/mating bite into pleasure. Or if it would really just hurt like hell? I guess it would depend on how you worked the lore.

If Betas don’t have a heat or rut cycle, maybe one of their benefits is that they can still take a claiming/mating bite without it being agonising, as long as it’s someone they’ve courted/feel strongly for??

In terms of Betas being able to mark others with their own bite of claim, I expect they’d be able to do that easily enough. As long as the circumstances were right, they could mark another Beta, Alpha, or Omega with a claiming bite. I assume it would happen while an Alpha was in rut or an Omega was in heat, to lessen the chances of pain being felt in the one being bitten. But I’m sure Betas could mark their mates/partners with bites and scent about the same as others. Maybe they’d have some differences. The shape of teeth could vary between Betas and Alphas, more animalistic in the Alpha gene than the Beta gene. And Omegas would probably leave smaller marks since they tend to be on the smaller side. But who knows? You can have variations, where the Omega is larger and the Alpha is tiny. And I’m sure enormous Betas are a thing.

In terms of an Alpha/Beta/Omega relationship, I’d assume that each person would just have two claiming marks. One from each of their mates. So the Alpha would have a Beta’s mark on one side of their throat, and an Omega’s mark on the other. Then the Beta would have an Alpha’s and Omega’s mark, and the Omega would have an Alpha’s and Beta’s mark. It doesn’t have to be the throat, it can be wherever the heck you want. But that’s the simplest way I could think to explain it in a vaguely visual way.

I hope that helps!

I don’t think I’ve ever read a fic where an Omega hasstopped having heats after they’ve mated, so you could be the first to go downthat lane if you want XD make a/b/o history, my friend! I guess there could belike a heat menopause? That would make sense.

In almost all cases, heats are fairly regular andpredictable whether they happen once a month or once a year.

Heats are essentially an altered version of the menstrualcycle minus the blood and with the added benefit of it having the potential tobe actually quite nice if you’ve got someone to spend it with. I thereforeassume female Omegas don’t have a menstrual cycle on top of having heat cycles.They’d probably just have the heat. Which in reality would be a lot more like menstruationwhich is entirely unsexy which is why we shouldn’t try to make too much senseof this trope. Omegaverse isn’t meant to make sense, it’s meant to make easyfic porn. I’m 99% sure it was created to eliminate the need for characters toconstantly have to have lube on hand, like literally that has to be where thisidea stemmed from. Wouldn’t it be great if “the smut” could happen anytime,anywhere? Sometimes less info is more.

But to answer your question: yes, heats are usually fairlyregular throughout the year (happening most commonly either every 6 months oronce every month) and it is entirely up to you whether or not an Omega’s heatsstop occurring after they’ve mated. But generally no, they keep on getting heatcycles as per usual. But the whole “heat menopause” idea is a plausible onedepending on the lifespan of your characters.