#trans alpha

warning: i ramble lmao

this has become very interesting to me recently. tbc, any dynamic sex transition is normal and chill. in (my) omegaverse, bitching specifically refers to an abusive practice forcing an alpha to physically transition against their will. so while i don’t have a name in mind for forcing an omega to physically transition against their will, i’m sure it happens.

regular transition without any abusive factor would work pretty similarly regardless of what dynamic sex someone is assigned and transitioning to. as a refresher, i referred to regular transition to omega as ‘delta-omega (d-omega) transition’ (with uppercase delta in mathematics representing the concept of change*). the parallel transitions would be delta-alpha (d-alpha) and delta-beta (d-beta).

the process is pretty similar regardless of the person’s dynamic sex: medication would be used to influence hormone production toward a beta or alpha balance. that person’s scent would change to reflect the new hormonal balance, but it would still be recognizable as their scent, if that makes sense.

in (my) omegaverse, betas aren’t just the sort of stand-in for ‘regular people,’ so simply blocking reproductive cycles and scent production wouldn’t really be effective (or, in the case of scent production, even possible). everyone experiences reproductive cycles and produces scents that contain chemical messages that can’t really be reproduced or effectively altered.

someone blocking their scent would be equivalent to like…covering their entire face (for non-religious reasons) in terms of its effect on communication. sure, you wouldn’t be able to see that person’s expression anymore, but you’d also likely be thinking ‘wow that person has suddenly covered their whole face. i wonder why they did that.’ in the same way, if someone blocked their scent you would maybe be unable to tell their dynamic sex, but you’d also be thinking ‘they sure did cut off an entire stream of very important information. i hope they’re okay and i don’t mess up this social interaction because of information i’m missing.’

I don't think anything of it at first, I'm taking my usual train ride home- it takes an hour and a half on a normal journey. Not ideal, especially with the delays and the change at one of the nearby stations.

I don't think anything of the little Omega sitting next to me, the carriage is pretty full after all, leaning into me to avoid the stinking, drunk Alpha nearby. I get up, letting another Omega take my seat, meaning your head is closer to my crotch, letting you smell my musk so close. I don't think anything when you seem to take deeper breaths, your cheeks flushed. Maybe you've been drinking too.

When we get off at the station I realise, the way you're standing up and getting off of the train, your ass brushing against me, the slight damp patch on your jeans. It's best I take care of you instead of one of these drunk assholes.

We're waiting in the waiting room, just the two of us. It gets pretty quiet when the other trains have departed, and we're waiting for ours to our city.

That's when I let out a low rumble, just to see the way your cheeks flush, your breath coming short and quick. I gesture for you to come and sit in my lap.

Your heat addled brain doesn't tell you it's a bad idea. So you sit in my lap, and I mouth and kiss at your neck, murmuring my name while my hand settles on your thigh. Our train normally arrives 10 minutes before departure, and it's a half hour journey onwards, provided there's no delays.

It's gone 1am already, and we get on the train, the staff not thinking anything of it, your scent blockers are so strong.

Our carriage is empty, so I take you into the little corner where people should store their bikes, there's no direct camera there.

I'll push your jeans down enough to access your pretty little pussy, and fish my cock out, sinking into you without any prep or warning- I'm a pretty big Alpha, all things considered. You weren't expecting 10 inches to sink into you, but from the way I have to muffle your moans, you're not regretting it.

I'm hard and fast with you, wanting to get you off and knotted before we get to our stop. Nobody's around, so I can growl into your ear as my knot catches and my cum is pumped into you. The train is halted outside the station, and an announcement says they're just waiting for a platform to be cleared. Another 10 minutes.

Trope: Celeb AU (Hannigram AU)

Explicit // M/M // Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham // Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Trans Alpha/Omega, Transgender Will Graham, Alpha Will, Omega Hannibal, Lumberjack Will, Actor Hannibal, angst with a happy ending, previous emotional trauma, transphobia, recluse Will, Hannibal is researching for a role.

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Will just wants a quiet life, but instead everything is turned upside down when famous superstar and leading omega, Hannibal Lecter, tries to get Will to help him to research for an upcoming role. Neither of their lives will be the same again, and Will has to confront the demons in his past. 

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Will had of course heard the gossip around town. Though he still couldn’t work out what the hell some famous leading omega was doing in a one horse backwater like Wolf Trap, and he didn’t really care to know. He was happy keeping himself to himself and glad not to be the one being gossiped about for a change.

When Will had moved to Wolf Trap a couple of years earlier - with few possessions and his dog Winston - he’d just wanted to live a quiet life. He’d trained in boat mechanics, boat building and carpentry and had experience enough from odd jobs in the lumber trade that he could find work locally at the mills and on private contracts. It was enough to get by and allow him the privacy he had sought.

It was safe to say that he had no interest whatsoever in the omegan actor… until he turned up in his yard, all smiles and grace. His sweet and spicy scent, heavy even over the freshly cut wood, preceded him as Will turned to watch the omega alight smoothly from his expensive car and move forward, hand extended to shake -

“Hi, I’m Hannibal Lecter, you must be Will Graham? I’ve heard so much about you.”

Will bristled and didn’t move the large axe he was holding in both hands across his body, no intent whatsoever in shaking hands or making the man feel in any way welcome.

“Can I help you with something? This is private property.” Will huffed, turning his back and going back to chopping wood, little care for the answer.

“Oh, I…” The omega seemed a little put out by the reaction but was clearly determined to remain polite. He walked around the stump Will was using as a chopping block, so that he was once more facing Will before he continued. “I’m researching for a role and thought you might be able to help me. I would of course pay you for your time.”

That stopped Will mid chop and the chunk of wood toppled and fell off the stump he’d placed it on. He clenched his jaw but managed to growl out the words. “I don’t want your damn money. I want to be left alone.”

Lecter’s smile dropped and Will wondered exactly how much this omega was used to getting his own way. Lecter’s scent soured a little and Will wasn’t sure if it was bitterness or disappointment. It had been a long while since he’d had cause to discern omegan scents.

“I’m busy.” Will huffed out the words before picking up another chunk of wood and setting it on the block.

Before he could pull back the axe the omega stepped forward and placed a business card on top of the wood.

“I just want some tips on lumberjacking - if that is indeed the correct term?” There was a soft self-deprecating smile there. “If you ever have the time.” Lecter said this so politely and cool that Will’s rudeness felt sharp in contrast. Not that he cared to do a damn thing about that.

He hefted his axe again, eyes down and only seeing on his periphery the omega move away as his scent receded with him.

Will listened to the footsteps rustle to the car, and the car pull away, before he brought the axe down on the wood - card and all.

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