but then again, its kind like putting a meat suit on and telling a shark not to eat you
We (men) are not fucking sharks!
We are not rabid animals living off of pure instinct
We are capable of rational thinking and understanding.
Just because someone is cooking food doesn’t mean you’re entitled to eat it.
Just because a banker is counting money doesn’t mean you’re being given free money.
Just because a person is naked doesn’t mean you’re entitled to fuck them.
You are not entitled to someone else’s body just because it’s exposed.
What is so fucking difficult about this concept?
(So I’m kinda building my own early canon-divergent, future!fic, alternate universe that is going to be crazy fleshed out and different and Derek gets his shit together and makes a pretty decent alpha with a bit of help and all this info is just like important bits that make up the universe and not necessarily in chronological order so I hope no ones confused and also is this even a good idea?)
—Scott follows Allison to NYC
Scott cut ties with the pack ( they leave two weeks after graduation, the day Stiles fuggin finally gets to make out with Derek and Allison is going to study art at NYU and Scott is going to find a job and maybe apply to a community college when he’s saved up enough and stiles calls him and leaves messages for months after, never talking about life just asking Scott to at least let him know if he’s alive, if he’s happy, the further apart the voicemails get the angrier and shorter they become until they peter out after a year but Scott doesn’t know that because he doesn’t listen, just deletes them because it’d be too hard but one day after he’s been gone without a word for two years Stiles calls him again and this time Scott listens to the message and stiles doesn’t talk about what’s up with his life now, doesn’t even hint at all the changes, just says that sometimes he misses his best friend and the friendship they’d had before and that he’s only leaving the message because he’s pretty sure Scott doesn’t even listen to them and Scott decides to try and get that back. And this whole time he’s believed that Stiles had gotten out of the supernatural mess when he did so he’s completely stunned when he finds him tatted and magicked and mated, mothering a pack of wolves, the sheriff in on it, Chris standing with them, still taking on whatever life tosses their way)
—Chance - Omega kicked out of/ran away from his cult-like pack, rooms with Stiles as Freshman at University, Derek gives him a chance(heh) and they accept him. (Stiles’ roommate for his one year of forced dorm habitation pins him to the wall in a move reminiscent of Derek’s early days and flashes golden eyes at him when stiles comes back from spending a weekend at the house smelling of wolves and Chance tries to be intimidating but instead he ends up with a Stilinski hugging him and telling he should totally meet Derek and talk because its seriously messed up how they kicked you out of your pack just cause you wanted to go to school and not be forced into some weird werewolf arranged marriage business like dude that’s messed up, and anyway Derek is sure to notice that i smell like strange werewolf next time i see him and do you really want my alpha thinking you’re a threat cause I don’t, great I’ll call Derek now and set up a meeting. Weeee)
—Boyd and Erica are alive!!
—Derek levels the old house and builds a new one about a half mile away and stiles and Isaac have way too much fun spreading wild flower seeds willy-nilly in the new field where the old hale house once stood.
—Jackson is still pack, visits every month or so, keeps in touch.(Jackson calls Lydia sometime over the summer sounding wrecked and depressed and terrified and he thinks he’s fucking loosing it and he’s losing control of the wolf and there’s like a metaphorical hole in his chest and he’s disgusted because he misses the pack though and he hates that and Lydia puts Derek on the phone and he’s just like get your ass here now and Jackson’s all fuck you but he’s there, standing on the deck less than twenty four hours later and looking back at all the faces peeking over and under Derek’s shoulder from inside the doorway he feels something akin to relief and he snarks at them and Isaac and stiles both snark back and Lydia gives him that look of purse lipped condescension and Derek steps aside to let him in the door and he’s not an omega anymore. He’ll never admit how good it feels.)
—Derek/Stiles = mates
Derek is a stickler on age of consent- they talk about it without talking about it(meaning Derek goes off alone to talk with a visiting alpha and Stiles flips his shit because fuck you it could’ve been an ambush or any fucking thing and we wouldn’t have known seriously why do you always do this, the pack is s’posed to be there for you dickhead, you wouldn’t even be the alpha if you didn’t have your betas Christ on a kite Derek you scared the piss out if me if you weren’t so friggin ridiculously strong I’d beat you I’m serious you asshat, fucker. And stiles kissed him, and Derek kisses back a little and then pushes stiles away and then it’s like an awkward silence for awhile and then Derek’s like, ‘your birthday is two months away.’ And that’s all Stiles needs.)
—Isaac, Stiles, & Derek hold down the fort, Erica&Boyd&Chance come out every weekend, Lydia&Danny&Aiden&Ethan visit at least once a month
—Chris & Derek have an understanding(Derek saved Chris’ life & vice versa; Chris is captured by a nomadic pack, Derek comes in cause bitches be gettin’ violent on his territory and they didn’t even have manners to say what up doh — a month or so later Chris spots Derek on the side of the road shot up with wolfsbane and saves his furry ass-they form a tentative alliance)
—Sheriff’s name is John
—Peter and John were/are friends
Peter is still creepy, but tolerated/helpful/sassy-Derek&Stiles have discussed what they’ll do when he betrays them( “…and we cremate the body.” “Aand we dig a hole out somewhere in the preserve and fill a little wooden box half way with cement theeeen we put in his ..urn, then we cover it over with more cement then we bury him.” “…yeah.”)
—Chris and John are friends(ish) (its nice for the sheriff to be able to sit and have a coffee or a beer and talk to someone about the craziness his life has become and besides now that he’s no longer trying to kill the kids Chris is actual a pretty good guy to hang out with, they’ve got a bit in common)
—Chris is “retired”
Allison doesn’t know her father is allied with the pack; Chris wants to keep it that way
—Twins come in when Derek rescues them from abusive Alpha trying to take over the Hale territory - serious douche canoe, the sheriff is more than happy to help with coverup, asshole had threatened Stiles.
—Magic!Stiles Tattooed!Stiles he’s unable to be turned cause he’s not all human
Derek/Stikes, Aiden/Lydia, Danny/Ethan, Erica/Boyd, Scott/Allison,Sheriff/Melissa, (Jackson/Cora???)
Scott tries to fix things with Stiles two years later (they’re 20) a lot has changed.
What would you like to happen during an apocalypse?
I’d love to see your interpretation
I think, perhaps, that we are not friends until you have interrupted me mid-sentence, eyes wide in shock, voice lilting an octave higher with wonder, staring at my face - that you have seen every day for a year or more - and exclaiming, as though it is news to me, that my eyes are blue.
-The existence of fountain pens