🦊 yohan

It’s a 50/50 chance that fem! Alphas are more territorial than males - usually due to stereotypes against women in general.

Their biology gives them periods, though things like heavy flow probably doesn’t happen due to the anatomy of their lower half and the clash of testosterone and estrogen in their bodies.

Speaking of lower half’s, think of a T-boy during their daily life but during a rut? It becomes a full penis with a knot. (I’ll explain my conclusion to this later (…maybe)).

Ruts are harder due to the clash of heightened testosterone and estrogen levels. Female alphas also have less representation than males in society, so each rut is a learning experience for them.

Female alpha annoyed because she has so much hair! Literally everywhere! Arms, legs, happy trail, tiny mustache - she gets self conscious about it sometimes.

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Alpha best friend who seeks his recessive alpha friend because they are the only one to soothe their outbursts, their pain, their feelings - they find comfort in a strong yet calm presence, more than any omega and their scent. They’ve been friends for a long time, and balance one another.

Recessive alpha and his alpha best friend being teased at the university because of their closeness and preference for one another over anyone else. At first they think the others are just being silly.

Alphas don’t love other alphas, right?

But one day, a pretty omega asks the best friend out in front of the recessive alpha, and he feels dread pool at his stomach. But he is surprised when his friend doesn’t even bat an eye at the omega before gently turning them down. The alpha is relieved on the inside, and almost as if sensing his distress his best friend presses their shoulders together as they walk away, a protective spike in his scent.

The recessive alpha asks his friend, “Why did you turn them down? They were beautiful, smart, everything you deserve in a mate.” His best friend looks a little lost before wrapping an arm around the others shoulder with a chuckle before saying matter of factly, “A mate? I don’t really want one. I have you, don’t I?”

The recessive alpha cannot stop the tinge of redness on his cheeks, his eyes wide as he looks his friend in the face, who looks completely undeterred by the weight of his words. He simply nods, his voice rough. “Y-Yeah, you have me.”