#miscelupus

A lot of people have asked for like a “how to start” or “basics of misceverse” post. That’s a little more difficult as it’s different for everyone but I am going to try!

Dynamics

Dynamics are the “types” alpha, beta, omega etc etc. There are A LOT of subtypes that I'm not 100% sure about so I won't cover those in this post! Alpha - "The external protectors. Alphas handle exterior elements the pack may face such as (but not limited to) outside threats, physical protection, and pack territory. Alphas used to be the main breadwinners of the pack, but as times have shifted, so has this responsibility, and it is now more equally shared among different dynamics. Stereotyped as aggressive and violent." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

- My alpha has described it as dominant. He says it's very rooted in wanting to care and protect his pack. Typically associated with very dominant personalities or naturally protective types. Beta - "The collaborative protectors. Betas can assist in internal and external problems but also manage relations with other packs, delegating pack responsibilities, and pack resources. Betas have traits of alphas and omegas as well as their own characteristics, and because of this, usually pack responsibilities vary incredibly from beta to beta. Stereotyped as dull and useless." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

- I don't personally know a true beta, my alpha is trans alpha from beta but I'm not sure he can describe it. I see it as being kind of the logical one lmao. They are typically the one that tells their alpha // omega that they're being a little crazy from what I've heard

Omega - "The internal protectors. Omegas take care of the inner problems of the pack such as (but not limited to) emotional/instinctual issues, infighting, reproduction, and monitoring pack health and mating cycles. They also make major decisions in the pups' education. Stereotyped as weak and emotional." - @/jar-of-omegaverse

-This is me! TO ME being an omega is being a caretaker not in the sense of being protective (think being aggressive to intruders) but more taking care of sick pack members or being the "Pack Mom" I've heard a lot of people consider the omega(s) of a pack to be the heart of the pack.

Sub-types are typically a mix between two dynamics or a completely new title. Those require more research so I won't cover them in the starters guide but feel free to send me an ask about it!

Scents

Scents are literally what my page is ALL ABOUT!! Please note a lot of these came from @/klaus-littlestwolf shoutout! I did add my own as well but I honestly love their scent list so I will DEFFO link that one right here!

Alpha Scents;

Pine trees

Brown sugar

Blood

Wood chips

Dark chocolate

Meat

Bacon

Gasoline

Pears

Cedarwood

Palo Santo

Gunpowder

Amber

Beta Smells;

Lilies

Champagne

Pumpkin

Mochi

Pina Coladas

Baby Powder

Mango

Coconut

Pineapple

Key Lime pie

Black Tea

Marigolds

Dew Covered Grass

Fresh Mornings

Omega Smells;

Lavender

Strawberries

Raspberries

Caramel

Marshmallows

Vanilla!

Whipped Cream

Apples

Dryer Sheets

Fresh Bread

Peaches

Honeycomb

Smores

Fresh Cookies

"How to find your scent"

This is MY BREAD AND BUTTER ARF ARF!! Okay! So we are gonna talking about how to figure out your scent AND and routines to help you smell like your desired scent ALL DAY LONG!!! How to find your scent;

This one is easy ml. Here are a few things to help (I also do "Scent diagnosis" in my asks so PLZ feel free I LOVE TO DO IT!)

Make a list of scents you are naturally drawn to. For example I am drawn to gourmand (sweet bakery type) scents. Vanilla, Caramel, Strawberry, etc. etc. SO I would list all of those scents in like a google doc, just something you can edit easily :PP

Consider your dynamic and how the scent feels for you. Does smelling like vanilla and honey make you feel like an alpha? OKAY!! perfect!! The list above is NOT a rule or anything! If smelling like blood makes you feel happy with your omega identity then AMAZING!! There is no strict rules!! Cross off anything in your list that doesn't make you feel like your dynamic or makes you feel dysphoric.

Look over the list one more time and look for the scents you REALLY PREFER For me it was Vanilla, Caramel, and Strawberries. Though my scent changes with the season those are my base scents that NEVER CHANGE!! Again I can help in my asks!

Presenting your scent;

OKAY!!! THIS IS MY SHIT RAGGHH!!

you will need these "ingredients"

Antibacterial bar soap (can be scented but unscented is fine :33)

Scented soap in your scent (Mine is dove Vanilla & shea butter :PP)

Exfoliation scrub in your scent (I use a homemade sugar scrub in vanilla scent so... :PP I can drop the recipe later)

If you shave, a scented shave cream in your scent is AWESOME but not 100% needed lols (Mine is EOS Vanilla, love it TO DEATH!!)

Deodorant in your scent or unscented. (Mine is dove Vanilla & Cocoa Butter deodorant)

A lotion in your scent (Mine is EOS Vanilla Cashmere or, totally dependent on mood // season, Sol de Janeiro 71 body lotion)

Body Oil, I recommend unscented baby oil but if you have a preference go for it!! (I use a mix of a vanilla body oil from an etsy shop, unscented baby oil, or Palmer's cocoa butter body oil. Kinda depends on my mood)

Vaseline (Scent doesn't matter but I use the cocoa butter formula... it's sooo good)

Perfume // Cologne in your scent (duh... Mine is Fresh Cream and Warm Cashmere by Philosophy... it's so GOOOODDDD)

Body Spray in your scent (I use Sol de Janeiro 71)

Step one! Wash your hair first, you don't want the oils and dirt running down ur clean skin!!

Go in with the bar soap, I use an African net sponge but a loofa or wash cloth is fine! This is the first was that actually gets you clean! :PP

Scented body wash next! It can be bath and body works shower gel or dove body wash! Doesn't matter, it's just depositing the scent onto ur skin

EXFOLIATE!! This gets allll of the dead skin off! and leaves you feeling like a dolphin LMAO. Some people do this before washing their body or in between the bar soap and the body wash, just depends on what you feel best doing!

This would be where you shave, so if you do shave, go for it!

Now you can get out of the shower or continue your concert!! But once you do get out IMMEADIATLY dry off any parts that crease (ex. between the toes, pits, any place that is known as "stinky" or creases! this helps prevent moisture build up) Put on your deodorant, Then LATHER YOURSELF IN YOUR LOTION. HEAD. TO. TOE. This adds moisture to your skin and helps keep you moisturized.

Now it's oil time!! (ik this part can be a sensory nightmare so feel free to skip on bad days or all together :33) Oil will lock in the moisture which will help the scent stick to your skin!

Now you can get dressed lols. Now it's time for Vaseline! Put it on your pulse points (Wrists, inner elbow, below the ear, the sides of your neck, behind your knee, ankles. Basically anywhere the skin is thin! Refer to the picture below if your lost!)

PERFUME TIME!!!! Put it anywhere you put your Vaseline. DO NOT RUB IT IN. I WILL GET YOU!! Rubbing it ruins the notes! Also don't spray and walk through it... that's a waste :PP)

Body spray! This goes basically anywhere the perfume isn't tbh. It's best used over your clothes and sprayed on your hair brush to distribute the scent into ur hair. (I just use a hair perfume for that tho) This supports your base scent or adds other elements to your scent! (My main scent notes are vanilla, woody, musky, powdery, balsamic, sweet, coconut, and amber while my body spray is, caramel, vanilla, nutty, salty, chocolate, and powdery. They are similar but both have their own unique scents that add to one another! Creating a totally unique blend that's even more unique on my skin!)

That's it for scents :PPP!!

This is the end of the first post!! call it a PT. 1!!

So.

Who wants a compiled list with credits, resources, essay type website explaining ALSO the creation of the Miscefolk community?

So. It's not that I think that we have too much Omega content. But I sometimes think that the perception on Alphas is a bit too one dimensional due to a lack of content focusing on Alphas.

I'm Misce and Alpha so I thought about giving a little bit of perspective. It'll be all anecdotal from my life and other Alphas I personally know and thus won't apply to all Alphas.

Alas, I thought sharing it would be good anyway. Maybe it'll give you inspiration or a little more perspective.

• Always a giver, seldom a receiver: I think most Alphas are, by nature, deep wells of emotion. Be that for better or worse. This means that Alphas are often freely givers of care, love and affection. And this sucks a lot if they wear their heart on their sleeve, because the world is, at large, not reciprocal. I truly believe most Alphas are wired to be pack oriented. They don't fare well in solitude and this tendency to give more than they receive from others can pose a big problem to their mental health. It can be mostly mitigated with managing expectations and learning to be less emotionally reliant on others. But I don't think most Alphas are well equipped or even suited to operate in this highly individualistic society we have. Their quality of life can improve with enough professional aid and managing their own world view, but it'll never be ideal. It is not what their instincts demand. Alphas are meant to run and protect a pack. With no pack, their mental health suffers.

• Most Alphas don't have a desire to start pointless fights: I see this a lot in fanfic and Manhwas. Alphas just starting an argument or outright physical fights for no reason other than what? Someone was slightly mean to their partner? Most well regulated Alphas have no desire to be arrested for small grievances. We would rather take action to avoid things escalating, providing alternatives and solutions, putting ourselves in harm's way to stop someone else getting injured or hurt, than just jump on the first motherfucker that messes up around us or our loved ones. This is not something we do. We don't walk around expecting the world to cower at the sight of us and dare not strike. We walk knowing it will, and that if we want to take care of who we love we need to take measures to avoid major damage.

• We are devoted lovers: The vast majority of Alphas I know are not emotionally distant, stoic and aloof when it comes to their partner(s). Quite the opposite actually. Most of us are graduated in the Gomez Addams school of affection lmao. Like stated before, we have a lot of deep emotions, and we ache to share them. It'd be ideal to share them with many people in many different ways, but our society being individualistic and amatonormative to its own detriment, often times that means all the love and attention the Alpha has goes to their partner. This can be great or it can be awful. Depends on who your partner is. Some may feel over the moon with all the love and devotion. Some may feel suffocated. But the truth to the matter is: If an Alpha loves you, you'll know, rather fast.

• We aren't saints, but no one else is either: I think there's this idea, that if someone is going to be mean and entitled and obnoxious, it's going to be the Alpha, and only the Alpha. Wrong. Incorrect. I'm not saying we aren't these things. We can be these things, as can anyone. It is not exclusive to us. If you're a mean spirited person, your dynamics doesn't matter. You'll suck anyway. Being an Alpha doesn't make your sucking easier or more accepted, if anything it makes it the complete opposite. We're expected to always give all of us selflessly, no matter how much we're taken for granted, so when we mess up or we hurt others, the fault is our and solely ours and we're chastised pretty severely for it. Which is not the type of thing that happens to others. They're "softer" and often don't come off as strong or as intense, so when they hurt us, more often then not it'll be framed as "we got our feelings hurt" and not "they hurt our feelings". Alphas are usually held responsible, be it for hurting or being hurt.

• Alphas can cook, and many enjoy cooking: One of my ways to show I like and care for someone is providing food. Not just buying it, but preparing it. I wouldn't say I love cooking, but I enjoy it enough that I know how to make a couple good dishes. If you want to see me hurt, just refuse the food I made you. And I know that's not a "me" only thing. Other Alphas have this too. Maybe not cooking, I've seen it with nice food they bought also. But refusing food they put care and time into. That's a way to hurt the Alpha in your life almost guaranteed. If we like you we want you to be healthy and strong and well fed. This means quality food. Accept it. Or suffer our suffering hahaha.

• It's not about being stronger than others. It's about feeling in control: Which I know it'll sound dumb and ridiculous to a lot of people cause "control is not real", and I get it. Like you can't control everything in life. But sometimes we need the illusion. Be it in our workout routine and the effects it has on our bodies, or our diets, or our obsessive pursuit of goals or our stubbornness in the face of something that isn't exactly going our way. I think Alphas need some sort of stability to truly thrive, and if that comes in the form of trying to be physically strong in order to try and control variables that are very much outside of our control, then so be it.

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This is what I can think about right now. Any other Alphas feel free to add to this, or disagree or correct me if you think this doesn't represent the Alpha majority.

The spiritual concept of Kin along with its original meaning has effectively been pushed out of its own space by Tumblr users and hobbyists. This mirrors what’s now happening with Miscefolk, which is being reinterpreted and reshaped into “Misceverse” by a similar demographic. In both cases, the terms are drifting away from their original intent and audience, displacing the people they were created to represent. We’ve already seen this happen with Kin or Spiritual Kin, which is now often referenced in a derogatory or trivializing way. It’s disheartening to watch the same pattern repeat with Miscefolk versus Misceverse terminology.

I am not afraid to say I think many people have either misunderstood or deliberately misinterpreted the original coiner of #Miscefolk ‘s post, reducing it to scare monger claims that “they just hate alterhumans, therians, kinnies, or systems.” From personal experience interacting with them on more than one occasion I know this is completely misplaced slander.

The term Miscefolk (along with related terms like miscecanis and misceanimalis) was coined to describe people who still identify as human but experience strong, involuntary Non Human Earth-animal instincts that mirror the Omegaverse.

The use of “-verse,” shorthand for “universe” or “AU” (alternate universe), comes from fictional writing and roleplay spaces. Applying that language to Misce makes it sound like a fictional genre, or something tied to constructed narratives, faux memories of alters/parts of DIDOSDD systems, or past lives of Kin individuals. While there’s nothing inherently wrong with those frameworks using them in misapplication can overshadow and confuse the experiences of Misce+ individuals who are describing this present universe and lived realities of people who do not choose these behaviors or identities as a hobby.

If you’re looking for a broader term to describe Misce alignments and species considered fictional or originating from mythology or folklore you may find this post helpful, I’d encourage others exploring those.

and like first off, fuck you /aff

and secondly, HOW DID TOU KNOW I’M ANOUT TO GO INTO HEAT?!

The night of the summer solstice has arrived.

You and the other willing unmarked are sitting at the main burrow. Waiting. You were prepared by the elders of the Warren. You were bathed in salts and herbs and told to wear your scent proudly. Your hair was let loose and your body purified by the chanting and the burning sandalwood incense around you.

You can hear the rest of the Warren outside. They're laughing, chanting, and singing. You know they're marching to the bonfire. You know they're there to witness and cheer for what's about to come. You know it's too late to back down now. You ask yourself if you would, given the choice.

No time to think about it, the Head Omega and their handmaidens knock on the door. They enter and inspect you from head to toe along with the others. They ask if everything is ready, if this year's harvest can be presented to the Warren and its hunters.

The elders say yes. The time has come.

You're lined along with the other Omegas. Betas bearing flower crowns are brought in to escort you and your fellow Omegas to the festival. To make sure you're safe, 'til time comes you can't be anymore.

The Head Omega leads the procession along with their maidens. Your assigned Beta leads you gently behind them. At the procession's tail-end the Omegas elders that helped prepare you follow in line. Candles in hand for the goddess of fire, and prosperity and protection prayers on their lips in a sibilant wave of whimpering.

The crisp night air and your bare feet on the cold grass make you shiver. You can smell the smoke, you can see the light at the bottom of the slope.

Everyone is there. Faces adorned in the goddess's symbols and colours. They're dressed in their ritual clothing of the festival, green crowns of leaves on their heads contrasting with the vivid yellow one you are decorated with.

They're all excited to see you. This year's harvest was bountiful, the goddess has touched many Omegas to partake in their honour. The Warren is in favour and is blessed. You're a goddess-given gift to the Pack.

You look around. There's tables and more tables of food and drink, but no one is eating yet. Drums and a gong are a further back, but no one is playing yet. There's ribbons and flowers hanging from the frame around the site, swaying in the wind. And in the middle of it all is a tall, raging bonfire. The only light around. The only thing illuminating the dark forest that circles the festival. Your soon-to-be destiny.

Suddenly howling breaks from the crowd, your neck snaps in the direction they're all looking at. From the other side of the fire and down the opposite slope, in a similar procession to your own, are descending this year's hunters. Led by the Head Alpha and their first and second in command.

Unlike you though, they're led to the other edge of the bonfire. Away from the rest of the pack. Older Alphas keep a siege around the young hunters. Oppressing looks keeping their youngling in check. The hunters don't look up at you or any other Omega. You know they can't. You know they want to. You know this just fuels them further for the hunt.

They are trying their best to keep still. But you can see the lust coursing through their veins through the dancing hot air around the bonfire. You know it's like a rope pulled taught, about to snap as soon as the night truly starts.

After the Head Alpha and Head Omega announce the beginning of the festival and offer their blessings and wishes for this Year's participants and the Warren as a whole, your assigned Beta hands you a shallow dish with a colourful liquid. It smells and tastes funny. It makes your body buzz and your mind swirl a little. After you drink everything, your Beta leads you to the edge of the forest. They offer their blessings and wishes for a good match. They kiss your forehead and your hands and depart to join the crowd.

You're on your own now.

No more laughing or singing is coming from the pack. They're all waiting in anticipation. There's silence for a long while. The wind is making you shiver. You can feel the lingering eyes behind your back. The wait feels eternal.

The howling Head Alpha and Omega break the spell. It started. The hunt has begun and you need to run. Now.

You and the other unmarked Omegas are given a head start. The hunters wait back at the festival patiently, eyes cast down, as the forest veils your form. Howls from everyone in the Warren join the Heads of pack in a deafening call for savagery. The full moon is now your only guardian and the dark your only protection.

You run around in the blackened florest, bare save for the flower garlands adorning your hair, wrists and neck. You need to find somewhere to hide. You need to keep moving or any ordinary Alpha might catch up with you. You need to be nimble like a hare and clever like a fox. You need to outsmart your predators.

But your mind is swirling and your legs feel like stones tied to your hips. Every corner looks the same in the dark. You can't tell if you passed here already. If you're walking in circles or if you're far enough from the fire already.

The drums have been going back at the bonfire, you can hear them from afar. The starting gong rings, it vibrates down your spine. The hunters are released in the dark. Your time is up.

Alphas invade the forest. The shadows sway along the primitive rhythm of the music. Your breathing gets louder, your heartbeat floods your ears. It makes it difficult to tell apart the sounds of the night and the stalking of the hunters behind you.

You run for what feels like forever. More howls fill the night as the first of your kin are caught. You can't tell where you are. You can't tell how close they are to you. You don't know if the flowers around your neck are helping to hide you or just signaling where you are to all the moon-drunk Alphas hunting you down.

You run and run and without noticing you've reached a wall. The earth is too slippery to climb. There are no burrowing spaces around and the forest floor looks like a treacherous ocean of fallen trees. You don't know where to go. And just as you think you've found a narrow escape path you suddenly hear behind you: The snap of a twig on the floor. You've been found.

There's no time to think. You take your shot and run towards the path. You're fast. You're clever. You can outsmart them if you only continue running. It seems you'll make it, it seems you've lost them. But as you're running you're caught on the thick weave of roots on the hard-to-see floor. You fall. There's silence. You can't see anyone.

You try getting up and continue moving. But before you can get further, from behind a tree a hand snaps around your arm. Before you know what's going on your back is against the rough bark of the tree. Your wrists are being held above your head and the flowers around your neck are being ripped away by urgent teeth.

You struggle and fight with all your strength. You manage to land a kick on their gut. You scratch away with your claws when their hands loosen up, not caring what you catch in the process. Sliding away from them you try running again. But a strong hand slithers around your neck from behind. You're pulled tight against a solid unyielding body. Hands stuck, locked firm behind your back. Their other hand grabs your hair firmly, and tugs roughly to reveal your now exposed neck glands. This makes you whimper, and that in turn makes them growl. You can feel something warm dripping on your shoulder. It's the blood you drew from their face in your struggle. You can't tell if they're angry.

You wait for the bite to come at once. But it doesn't. Instead the Hunter just buries their nose in your glands. Taking in your chosen scent. Their teeth only graze your mating glands. Their hand detangles itself from your hair and travels down your chest, caressing it gently. This elicits a moan from you. They growl back again. Encouraged by your response, they circle your hips, and squeeze firmly. It feels like they're testing you. Studying you. Making sure you're ripe and ready. They don't bite still. As they lick your neck they seem to only care to take in your responses. You're shivering. You're hot. And when their surprisingly gentle hands travel further south, between your legs, you realise you're also dripping wet.

Your sopping parts are all they were looking for as confirmation. They bring you down to your knees with them still pressed hard against you. You can feel their arousal radiating from their body. They spread your legs as they drape their own body over your back. Forcing you in a presenting position. Their mouth finds its way to your ear.

"Ask for it" they whisper. You shake your head no. But your hips betray you as you press closer to them.

"Yield. It's done. Call for the hunter that earned you" They move their teeth back to your neck. Their canines prickling at your glands. Waiting patiently for your reply.

"Please" You beg. You are still deciding what you're begging for. Release or consummation.

"Clearer" they command.

You can't handle it anymore. Your hands hurt, their teeth are driving you crazy, and you never leaked so much in your life needing to be bred.

"Bind me" you cry at last.

And as their teeth sink into your neck, breaking the skin and spilling your blood on the earth. You know it is over. You've been caught. You've succumbed as the prey.

That's just the beginning, however.

The night is filled with your whimpers and moans as they bite you, kiss you and ravish you. Marking you with their fingers, their tongue, their mouth and their own leaking genitals. Shaping you into their perfect prize.

Your climax sobs mix themselves with their own possessive growls and the howls of the warren in the distance. You collapse tired and spent on the forest floor. You're nearly dozing off as your Alpha picks you up in their arms and carries you back to the festival.

The howling that welcomes you makes your head hurt. Your Alpha has you secured though. They take you to a bench closer to the fire, they sit with you on their lap still holding you tight. The warmth feels good on your sore body. They hand you a bowl of water and prod you to eat something. You don't want to eat, but they insist and so you do. You watch as other Omegas around the fire seem to be in similar positions. Some are already asleep. While the ones with more energy occupied themselves with more rounds of mating. Calling for the goddess and their new partner like their life depended on it.

You let yourself be lulled to sleep by the warmth of their body and the fire, the howling, moaning, laughing and music around you slowly fading into your brain like a single homogeneous call to oblivion.

"Rest, my Omega. I'll be here when you wake".

Before you can help yourself. Without thinking, the words slip from your lips. Naturally, like they've always belonged there. Like they'd always be uttered from then on.

what is the misceverse? is it a gender, sexuality, identity, etc. ? if it's related to gender or sexuality, can any gender\sexuality be in the community? if it's an identity, is it like alterhumanity or a separate identity alongside it?

we've seen a little about scents, so how do you find your scent? are scents exclusive to certain members or types? on the topic of types, how do you find your type? are types related to species or type(?) [ alpha, beta, omega ] what are the subtypes of alpha, omega, beta, etc. ? does a\b\o have a specific order and if so, does it correlate to being multiple types?

I must admit that, although I stay firm in my beliefs regarding many things when it comes to miscehood and even what to me means to be of a certain dynamics, I nowadays feel I have a more complex and, dare I say, complete understanding of that it means to be an Alpha, and why me personally feel I could not be anything else even if I tried.

In the past I thought many times that a rigid mindset was what made me more Alpha, that I had to live my truth no matter what and that everyone else just couldn't or just refused to see it my way, which was "obviously so much better and made much more sense". But now, in my late 20s, and having lived a whole lot of new and unexpected things, I realize that rigid thinking and stubbornness don't make you a better Alpha, it just makes you a difficult one.

Which seems simple enough when said like this. But obvious doesn't always mean acceptable to many people. And I was no different.

Nowadays, I am able to realize that the strength comes from the choice to be non judgemental, empathetic and able to compromise with the people you care about the most. That growth is not about being "better" but more adaptable, and that many times, caring for someone is not about what you believe or what you care to defend in that moment, but about what that person needs from you at that time.

And yes, there will be limits to that, we all have our limits. There are things we're not willing to compromise or change, otherwise that wouldn't make us adaptable, it would make us fake and disingenuous. But it's not about lying to appease or please others, quite the opposite, is choosing the version of yourself that person needs at that moment, and all the versions are genuine, they're just needed at different moments.

To me Alpha strength is not about control anymore. But it's about compassion, understanding and empathy.