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OMEGAVERSE IS PEAK!!!
Disclaimer: I'm a huge yapper. I really tried my best to keep this as short as possible.
I genuinely don’t know how to explain the grip this series has on me except by saying it’s like watching a slow-motion car crash you can’t look away from, but this time, it’s moving, breathing, alive on screen, and it’s everything I’ve ever wanted from an omegaverse adaptation. From episode one, ABO Desire said, “Let’s throw logic out the window and go full feral obsession,” and I swear, I was instantly hooked. A live-action omegaverse? With an omega pretending to be a beta, and an enigma passing as an omega, and both bottoms getting mpreg arcs? This is literally my ROMAN EMPIRE. Every week, I was sitting there vibrating with excitement, unable to believe I was actually watching it happen in real life, pheromone-induced tension, domestic intimacy, rut breakdowns, heats, everything. And listen, when I tell you the domestic scenes had me giddy, I mean GIDDY. Seeing Huayong and Shaoyou together, just existing, brushing hands, cooking, breathing in sync, I was smiling like an idiot. Those little soft moments, the ones that the novel described in such detail, came alive so naturally that I could feel them in my chest. For someone who’s loved omegaverse stories since forever, it felt unreal to actually see the dynamics, the instincts, the hierarchy, the pheromones, the tenderness, portrayed earnestly on screen. And the mpreg? I cannot lie, I was thrilled. I LOVE mpreg; I love the emotional and biological intimacy of it, the idea of love manifesting physically, and seeing it done here made me so happy I almost screamed. Both bottoms being mpregs? Beautiful. The omega who pretends to be a beta and the enigma with the alpha? Iconic. Sure, I’m sad we didn’t get to see the actual bump, but honestly, I’ll take what I can get. Just the fact that a live-action show went there feels like a victory for every omegaverse lover out there. But beneath all that fluff, the drama in this series had me pacing like a caged animal. Gao Tu’s father? The worst. The way he snitched on his own son, like betrayal was an Olympic sport, had me yelling at my screen. Then Sheng Shaoqing, literally actively trying to kill his brother, like what the actual fuck bro? Mans was mad at Shaoyou over a version he deluded himself into thinking, and Sheng Shaoyou’s father.... Every scene he was in made me physically uncomfortable; he’s just such an annoying piece of shit. Like, who in their right mind hears about how their child hated how YOU cheated on their mum, and you go and tell him to cheat on his partner?? I really don’t know why you would even say that, and shamelessly too!! Shaoyou, my poor softhearted angel, has a heart so big it’s almost a curse. He forgives too easily, loves too deeply, and it breaks me because he’s surrounded by people who don’t deserve that kind of grace. Every time he cries or quietly endures something painful, it’s like he’s absorbing the world’s cruelty and still choosing to stay kind. Wenlang, on the other hand, makes me want to scream. This man never shuts up; every sentence out of his mouth is coated in jealousy and bitterness. He’s obsessed with Gao Tu but too repressed to admit it, so instead he lashes out like a child. It’s frustrating and pitiful, and yet, I can’t look away. And Gao Tu, my sweet, patient omega, the way he just stands there, quietly taking all of Wenlang’s nonsense, forgiving him, loving him anyway, it kills me. The tension between them, that slow, torturous unravelling of pride and jealousy into something resembling affection, is exquisite. I wanted to throw things every time Wenlang said something cruel, but when he finally softened, even just a little, it was like fireworks in a storm. Their relationship is chaotic, infuriating, and messy as hell, but that’s exactly what makes it so captivating. And then there’s Hua Yong. Oh my god. Clinically insane. Not “haha quirky” insane, I mean full textbook delusional, obsessive, your existence is my oxygen insane, and it’s glorious. Fifteen years of plotting, scheming, and building entire companies named after his rejection? “X Holdings” and “HS Holdings”? Sir, therapy. Immediately. But also, never change. Hua Yong is the ultimate yandere: manipulative, brilliant, terrifyingly devoted, and yet so charming you can’t help but root for him even when he’s doing something utterly unhinged. His obsession with Shaoyou is religious; he worships him, breathes him. He literally rewired his identity, disguised himself as an omega, and mutilated himself during rut just to stay in Shaoyou’s orbit. That’s not love, that’s divine madness. And Shaoyou is the only person keeping this man from fully descending into hell. Fragile, kind, yet somehow still the moral anchor holding this chaotic universe together. Every time Hua Yong spirals, Shaoyou’s presence is what tethers him to reality. And when he tends to Hua Yong’s wounds even after learning everything that he’s been manipulated, lied to, and even assaulted, it’s both maddening and heartbreakingly human. He’s angry, hurt, and confused, but his heart refuses to stop caring. It’s tragic and infuriating and beautiful all at once. The pheromone dynamics were done so well that it’s almost unreal, the scent triggers, the modifiers, the possessiveness, all of it dripping with tension. Hua Yong pretending to be an omega to fit Shaoyou’s type? That’s pure Oscar-worthy desperation. The self-harm as love-language moments? Insane. The letters, the marking scenes, the kidnapping arc where Hua Yong, like a deranged superhero, declares, “he’s mine”? I was shrieking. The man is out of his mind, but he’s so entertaining you can’t even be mad. And then that pregnancy arc? Absolute perfection. Hua Yong was practically glowing with manic joy because he’s created life, while Shaoyou is mad and sassy, but at least he actually listened and believed Huayong. The last few episodes did feel rushed, especially compared to the slow-burn build of the earlier ones, but since the series followed the novel’s ending exactly, I can’t even be annoyed. They skipped the extra chapters, and that’s fine. No one ever really includes those domestic wrap-ups anyway. Would I have loved to see them? OF COURSE!!! Would I have cried over a visible mpreg bump or a quiet post-bond domestic epilogue? Absolutely. But even without it, the series ended exactly where it needed to. It delivered everything I love about omegaverse: the obsession, the pheromones, the tenderness, the twisted devotion, the mpreg joy, the domestic warmth, and the madness that binds it all together. It’s deranged, it’s emotional, it’s addictive, and I cannot stop thinking about it. ABO Desire is chaotic perfection, toxic, heartfelt, hilarious, and unhinged, and I’d rewatch it a hundred times just to feel that same giddy, feral thrill again.
I genuinely don’t know how to explain the grip this series has on me except by saying it’s like watching a slow-motion car crash you can’t look away from, but this time, it’s moving, breathing, alive on screen, and it’s everything I’ve ever wanted from an omegaverse adaptation. From episode one, ABO Desire said, “Let’s throw logic out the window and go full feral obsession,” and I swear, I was instantly hooked. A live-action omegaverse? With an omega pretending to be a beta, and an enigma passing as an omega, and both bottoms getting mpreg arcs? This is literally my ROMAN EMPIRE. Every week, I was sitting there vibrating with excitement, unable to believe I was actually watching it happen in real life, pheromone-induced tension, domestic intimacy, rut breakdowns, heats, everything. And listen, when I tell you the domestic scenes had me giddy, I mean GIDDY. Seeing Huayong and Shaoyou together, just existing, brushing hands, cooking, breathing in sync, I was smiling like an idiot. Those little soft moments, the ones that the novel described in such detail, came alive so naturally that I could feel them in my chest. For someone who’s loved omegaverse stories since forever, it felt unreal to actually see the dynamics, the instincts, the hierarchy, the pheromones, the tenderness, portrayed earnestly on screen. And the mpreg? I cannot lie, I was thrilled. I LOVE mpreg; I love the emotional and biological intimacy of it, the idea of love manifesting physically, and seeing it done here made me so happy I almost screamed. Both bottoms being mpregs? Beautiful. The omega who pretends to be a beta and the enigma with the alpha? Iconic. Sure, I’m sad we didn’t get to see the actual bump, but honestly, I’ll take what I can get. Just the fact that a live-action show went there feels like a victory for every omegaverse lover out there. But beneath all that fluff, the drama in this series had me pacing like a caged animal. Gao Tu’s father? The worst. The way he snitched on his own son, like betrayal was an Olympic sport, had me yelling at my screen. Then Sheng Shaoqing, literally actively trying to kill his brother, like what the actual fuck bro? Mans was mad at Shaoyou over a version he deluded himself into thinking, and Sheng Shaoyou’s father.... Every scene he was in made me physically uncomfortable; he’s just such an annoying piece of shit. Like, who in their right mind hears about how their child hated how YOU cheated on their mum, and you go and tell him to cheat on his partner?? I really don’t know why you would even say that, and shamelessly too!! Shaoyou, my poor softhearted angel, has a heart so big it’s almost a curse. He forgives too easily, loves too deeply, and it breaks me because he’s surrounded by people who don’t deserve that kind of grace. Every time he cries or quietly endures something painful, it’s like he’s absorbing the world’s cruelty and still choosing to stay kind. Wenlang, on the other hand, makes me want to scream. This man never shuts up; every sentence out of his mouth is coated in jealousy and bitterness. He’s obsessed with Gao Tu but too repressed to admit it, so instead he lashes out like a child. It’s frustrating and pitiful, and yet, I can’t look away. And Gao Tu, my sweet, patient omega, the way he just stands there, quietly taking all of Wenlang’s nonsense, forgiving him, loving him anyway, it kills me. The tension between them, that slow, torturous unravelling of pride and jealousy into something resembling affection, is exquisite. I wanted to throw things every time Wenlang said something cruel, but when he finally softened, even just a little, it was like fireworks in a storm. Their relationship is chaotic, infuriating, and messy as hell, but that’s exactly what makes it so captivating. And then there’s Hua Yong. Oh my god. Clinically insane. Not “haha quirky” insane, I mean full textbook delusional, obsessive, your existence is my oxygen insane, and it’s glorious. Fifteen years of plotting, scheming, and building entire companies named after his rejection? “X Holdings” and “HS Holdings”? Sir, therapy. Immediately. But also, never change. Hua Yong is the ultimate yandere: manipulative, brilliant, terrifyingly devoted, and yet so charming you can’t help but root for him even when he’s doing something utterly unhinged. His obsession with Shaoyou is religious; he worships him, breathes him. He literally rewired his identity, disguised himself as an omega, and mutilated himself during rut just to stay in Shaoyou’s orbit. That’s not love, that’s divine madness. And Shaoyou is the only person keeping this man from fully descending into hell. Fragile, kind, yet somehow still the moral anchor holding this chaotic universe together. Every time Hua Yong spirals, Shaoyou’s presence is what tethers him to reality. And when he tends to Hua Yong’s wounds even after learning everything that he’s been manipulated, lied to, and even assaulted, it’s both maddening and heartbreakingly human. He’s angry, hurt, and confused, but his heart refuses to stop caring. It’s tragic and infuriating and beautiful all at once. The pheromone dynamics were done so well that it’s almost unreal, the scent triggers, the modifiers, the possessiveness, all of it dripping with tension. Hua Yong pretending to be an omega to fit Shaoyou’s type? That’s pure Oscar-worthy desperation. The self-harm as love-language moments? Insane. The letters, the marking scenes, the kidnapping arc where Hua Yong, like a deranged superhero, declares, “he’s mine”? I was shrieking. The man is out of his mind, but he’s so entertaining you can’t even be mad. And then that pregnancy arc? Absolute perfection. Hua Yong was practically glowing with manic joy because he’s created life, while Shaoyou is mad and sassy, but at least he actually listened and believed Huayong. The last few episodes did feel rushed, especially compared to the slow-burn build of the earlier ones, but since the series followed the novel’s ending exactly, I can’t even be annoyed. They skipped the extra chapters, and that’s fine. No one ever really includes those domestic wrap-ups anyway. Would I have loved to see them? OF COURSE!!! Would I have cried over a visible mpreg bump or a quiet post-bond domestic epilogue? Absolutely. But even without it, the series ended exactly where it needed to. It delivered everything I love about omegaverse: the obsession, the pheromones, the tenderness, the twisted devotion, the mpreg joy, the domestic warmth, and the madness that binds it all together. It’s deranged, it’s emotional, it’s addictive, and I cannot stop thinking about it. ABO Desire is chaotic perfection, toxic, heartfelt, hilarious, and unhinged, and I’d rewatch it a hundred times just to feel that same giddy, feral thrill again.
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