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FLAME ON
Color: Orange, for the fire that burns in their masculine hearts, and because it was the only major color left
Symbol: The fist
Nicknames: Flamers, Tankers
Flame on, meatheads! Because they’re burning hot like fire, not because they’re, like, flaming, if you understand. Well, maybe a little.
Meatheads – the house of flame-grilled beef – is the most recent pack. A few years ago, there was a schism in Ares that saw some jocks leave to form their own fraternity. They were tired of Ares’ totalitarian disdain for bottoming and their stifling view of masculinity in general. These boys wanted to get fucked, but nothing funny otherwise. Nothing queer. They agreed with Ares on that. Their unifying quality was not their desire to bottom, but their muscle. Their roided muscle. And so, their brotherhood was founded on the principle of masculine sexual versatility and steroids. They called themselves Meatheads, and chose the symbol of the flame. And a pack was born.
But, the original founders did not foresee the influx of a certain type of jock into their solidly masc pack. A certain type of roided gay bro who was maybe just a little bit fabulous. Flashforward to now, and Meatheads is a pack equal to the others in size, filled with massive slabs of beef who take and give dick like it’s going out of fashion. They’re all a bit dumb, they’re all a bit silly, some are ultra masc, and others are a little bit frilly. But they’ve found peace… sort of.
The jocks go by two nicknames; tankers and flamers. While they all look the same to the outside world, internally, they’re clearly defined sects. A tanker carries the spirit of the OG founders of the pack; he’s ultra-masc and vers. A flamer is masc too, don’t get me wrong, and vers, and he’s roided just as extremely as the tankers. But, he’s just a little bit… how to put this?… that way. He likes Gaga and wears jorts. He’s always down for a twerk-off. He loves a cheeky rom-com with a glass of red. And don’t get him started on long soaks in the tub!
The alpha tends to be chosen from the tanker side, but that’s because the flamers aren’t so bothered about control. They’re willing to abide by a tanker’s rules, just so long as those rules don’t impede their fiery spirit. And also, it’s clear to everyone that the flamers are… winning? Many of the pack by-laws have changed incrementally over the last few years to accommodate a more flamey perspective. A weekly full-body wax is now mandatory, for example. Unless you’re the alpha. Though, even then…
Something both sides can agree on is roids. And muscle. And lifting. They’re all obsessed. And the pack has built up connections with the best suppliers in the country. There’s no roid stack quite like a Meatheads roid stack. That alone keeps the flamers and tankers loyal to the collective brotherhood.
