"Landon and I live just a block away from each other and he has become one of my best friends, so we hang out all the time. He comes from a small family and he grew up in Alberta in a small town, so he comes from a world where he is really used to being alone"
sooo i woke up this morning with this this au idea in my head and i just had to draw it and yes. so here we are.
derek and stiles (and probs like scott and everyone else) are like members of this street pack… i don’t wanna call it a gang because that has kinda violent connotations haha plus pack is more suiting bc wolves, ja feel?
but yeah everyone in this pack is totally wild and they wear matching jackets with their symbol emblazoned on the back. and they just run around vandalizing abandoned buildings and setting small fires and generally being reckless and not giving a fuck. i’m thinking it might be a post-apocalyptic type of thing but eh i don’t really know. either way, they’re crazy. and of course there’s gotta be kissing ‘cause if they’re gonna care about something it’s gonna be each other.
Take that time by yourself to get to know yourself and rediscover what makes you shine. Don’t surrender yourself to waiting, and don’t stay isolated for too long, because there’s a beautiful you the world is dying to meet.
comics that end sadly but wind up being replied to with love are what I live for
Stiles getting ready for marathon heat sex. Nipples already puffy and his hole already starting to slick up.
Or, hey, there should be a fic about work out routines and yoga routines specifically for Omegas and Alphas getting ready for their heat meant to work up stamina and flexibility. Stiles and Derek run theirs back to back at the gym and Derek comes into the locker room every day all sweaty and pumped up on Alpha pheromones Stiles has to breathe shallowly so he doesn’t start leaking when Derek strips off his tank, wiping his face. He just nods and looks away, working his shoulders loose before he heads out to the Omega yoga room.
Meanwhile Derek’s practically popping his knot at how good Stiles looks every day. Has to work his fist hard over his dick, mounting it in the shower as he thinks about the way Stiles’ puffy nipples press against his shirt. The sweet scent of him that spikes every time he catches Derek’s eyes; that pretty flush high up in his cheeks. Derek comes thinking of the way Stiles always drops his pretty, plush mouth open when he stretches. Wants to watch him do it while Derek stretches his thighs up by his ears, his little hole pulsing for Derek’s cock.
They end up starting a joint class for mated couples.