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vivitalks · 2 years

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okay okay okay i have a half-baked theory, hear me out.

so we know deucalion aka The Demon Wolf can do this to his face

and there’s never really any explanation as to (a) why he can shift like that, or (b) why none of the other alphas or werewolves seem to have that ability.

BUT. we do see this type of Dark Shift (that’s what i’m calling it) happen one other time in the show:

in 4x10, “Monstrous,” when scott loses control and is on the verge of murdering that guy.

what else do we know? well, about deucalion, not a lot, but we know that prior to being blinded, he was an intelligent and respectable alpha who had a vision of peace and enough faith in humanity that he tried to make peace with gerard argent. of all people. we don’t know how old deucalion is or how long he’s been a werewolf, but if it’s true that he bit and turned alexander argent in 1977 (which we see in the opening scene of 3x05, “Motel California,” and which is later confirmed by gerard), that means he would have to have been an alpha for at least ~40 years.

outside of deucalion lore, we also know that this Dark Shift doesn’t happen to just any werewolves on the brink of murder, because it doesn’t happen to liam in the 5A finale when he almost kills scott. as far as canon goes, aside from deucalion, the Dark Shift only happens to one other person/werewolf - scott mccall, True Alpha.

so here’s my theory: before he was corrupted, Deucalion was a True Alpha.

think about it: we know deucalion had certain traits characteristic of a True Alpha before he was ambushed by gerard. he valued peace even in the midst of allies all clamoring for war. he wanted to see the best in his enemies (gerard) and to believe them capable of change. we know True Alphas are rare, but obviously scott wasn’t the first. it would make sense that any existing True Alpha would have a certain renown, and deucalion certainly had renown, both before and after being ambushed.

so for the sake of argument, let’s say deucalion was a True Alpha. he earned his power, became an alpha in his own right simply by strength of character, without ever having to kill. we know you can’t become a True Alpha if you kill someone before you can advance to that level, but what about after? what happens if a True Alpha kills someone?

i doubt you lose your alpha status/spark. that wouldn’t really make sense. instead, i think that maybe when a True Alpha corrupts by intentionally taking a life, the werewolf part of them corrupts too. it withers. it darkens. and it turns their shift into something even less human, but also less werewolf - more demon than anything.

this also fits in with that s4 scene with scott, because that scene is the only one where scott comes close to actually murdering someone. the Dark Shift starts to take over, but then, importantly, he stops, and doesn’t actually kill the guy he’s attacking. and the Dark Shift recedes, and we never see it on scott again. he never gets that close to killing someone again.

also ALSO! if deucalion was a True Alpha, but then was corrupted, that would even further explain (a) how he seemed to be so knowledgeable about True Alphas even without knowing scott at all and (b) why he was so desperate to corrupt scott. in morrell’s words, psychologically speaking deucalion both “desires” scott (as a reminder of what he once achieved) and is “threatened by” scott (as someone who is still capable of becoming a True Alpha and thus being “better” than deucalion himself, who is a former True Alpha, now corrupt).

and as morrell says, if the obsessive can’t have the object of his desire, then he will choose to destroy it instead. think of scott in the beginning of season 4, feeling so threatened by liam’s skill in lacrosse that he accidentally plays too hard and injuries him. i mean, hell, think back to season 1, with jackson feeling threatened when scott suddenly becomes way better at lacrosse than he is. remember this quote?

“Do you know what it's like to be the best player on the team? To be the star? To have every single person at the game chanting your name? And then... some kid... some kid just comes along, and then everyone starts looking at him instead of you. Do you know what that feels like? [...] Well, it feels like something's been... it feels like something's been stolen from you. And then you start to feel like you'd do anything-- anything in the world-- to get it back.”

for deucalion, scott becoming a True Alpha would be a taunting reminder of everything he lost, the person he used to be, the person that was ripped from him along with both his literal and metaphorical vision. deucalion having been a True Alpha makes his obsession with scott - and specifically with corrupting scott - make a whoooole lot more sense.

TL;DR: Deucalion was a True Alpha before he corrupted by killing his own beta, and intentionally taking a life caused his werewolf form to turn dark and evil-looking. this is also what starts to happen to scott in season 4, but it never takes because scott doesn’t actually go through with killing the guy.

#teen wolf #deucalion #scott mccall #i don't know how to tag this #teen wolf meta #tw #stuff #mine #tldr is under the cut if you wanna skip to the point of this post #the best thing about this theory is that i'm pretty sure there's nothing in canon that directly contradicts it #in a way i think demon wolf deucalion is kind of like theo #he lost his chance to be Perfect and Good and Admirable but if he can't have it then NO ONE CAN #that's why he insists on having the members of his pack murder their own packs #he needs to drag them all down to his level #he's a corrupt true alpha. that's worse than just a regular werewolf who murdered. it means his entire moral compass is corrupt #so he needs to corrupt the members of his pack as much as possible to make them as irredeemable as he is #just like theo. theo wants the dark side of scott's pack - void stiles/coyote whose instinct is to kill/beta with anger issues #like...theo doesn't want scott in the pack because scott threatens the part of theo that can never be That Good #he needs everyone to be as bad as he is so no one can have the moral high ground on him #anyway!!!!!!#if anyone has any thoughts at all about this PLEASE drop by my inbox i beg of you #i am all ears #even if what you have is canon evidence that this theory does not hold #simply so i can know i'm wrong and continue believing this anyway #i know deaton (i think it's deaton?) says true alphas only come along once every hundred years or so #but if deucalion WAS a true alpha that means he became a true alpha at LEAST forty years before scott did. and most likely even before then #and it was technically in a different century.......so i think it counts #posts to draft at 4am and then post when more people will be awake to read them lmao

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pansexual-puppy-pack · 4 months

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it all comes back to teen wolf amen

#deucalion and alex from 6x1 and jeff davis obviously #and the shot parallels and the woods and the hospital and the police #everywhere i go i see his face (teen wolf)#my posts #tw #wp

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scribeoffate · 2 years

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Meta Monday: Elevation

I can’t stop thinking about the elevator scenes in 3a and their relation to Scott’s rise as a true alpha and his relationship with Deucalion.

In Tattoo, Scott is going up in the elevator to rescue Isaac, rising to the need of one of his betas. Something he’s been doing since s1- attempting to rescue his pack instead of killing them when Peter tries to control him in Night School, rescuing Jackson in Co-Captains. But this time it’s more official- he’s Isaac’s emergency werewolf contact.

In this scene, Deucalion meets Scott on his level. Deucalion is assessing Scott’s potential. Will Scott help a blind man? Or will Scott prioritize saving his beta? Scott manages to do both.

Then Scott throws himself into the elevator against Ennis- a fight he cannot possibly win. Throwing himself into fights he can’t possibly win is something Scott will do often- and in so many cases he does win. This time he’s helped by Derek. Scott’s pack rallying behind him will happen time and time again.

The second time Scott meets Deucalion in an elevator is in Frayed. This time they meet in the middle. While Deucalion goes up, Scott goes down.

Deucalion goads him in the elevator. Perhaps Scott could overtake him. Perhaps not. Fascinating how he’s not afraid. Fear is how most people respond to the alpha of alphas. “You might be afraid of me, but you’re controlling it. Maybe you’d actually rise to the occasion, become an alpha by killing one.”

After the fight in the mall- another fight Scott can’t win- and in this instance doesn’t- Scott goes on a downward spiral. He doesn’t heal, convinced Derek is dead. And that there’s a possibility he’s an alpha in truth, not just theory.

Scott spirals so far downward that he thinks he should kill himself by the end of Motel California.

Even then, Scott is thinking about his pack, putting them first even in his supernaturally influenced haze: “What if doing this is actually the best thing for everyone else?”

The next time Scott is in the elevator is in The Overlooked. This time Deucalion isn’t there to meet him. Deucalion is there to kill Jennifer. Scott is there to rescue Cora, to help his pack.

After they both fail their primary goals, Scott has to take the stairs to meet Deucalion on the hospital roof. Much like when he breaks the mountain ash barrier, Scott has to earn it in order to meet Deucalion on his level.

And it’s when he does that Deucalion makes his final move, his power play.

“If you’d been with me, I could have told you what it meant. I could’ve warned you. Let me help you, Scott. Let’s help each other. You help me catch her, and I’ll help you get your mother and Stiles’s father back.”

At Deucalion’s level, Scott is in over in his head. But throwing himself into a fight he can’t win is nothing new.

And lastly, I feel like it’s important to bring up Derek and Jennifer’s scene in the elevator. During 3a both Scott and Derek are dealing with predatory, obsessive villains that are interested in unlocking their potential.

After Derek’s confrontation with Jennifer, he falls, loses the alpha spark but gains what he’s always wanted all along: a pack.

After Scott’s confrontation with Deucalion, he rises to gain the alpha spark but gains what he never wanted: being an alpha in truth.

#teen wolf #scott mccall #deucalion #derek hale #jennifer blake #twmetamay #metaphor #tw meta

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amberedcorpse · 9 months

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@tempesttragedy , sent 📖 for a starter based off a quote.

It was a house without kindness, never meant to be lived in, not a fit place for people or for love or for hope.

So it was there, inside the stomach of a forsaken and hungering mansion, they had agreed to make the switch. No one would disturb the grounds of such a wicked place, where even the most stubborn weeds struggled to needle through the carpet. Even if there were names still written on the deeds, one would be hard pressed to find any one of them willing to claim what had once been theirs by birthright.

And what a damn shame.

Deucalion threw his cigarette onto the floor and crushed the remaining smoke with the heel of his boot. This place, as twisted as it was, purposely designed by the architect to be hostile to most sensibilities, still had its allure. Whether that was the mock gothic interior or the offputting angles of the rooms, he couldn’t tell. Yet he paced around the empty foyer with some interest, and was tempted to stray from his charge in order to explore the blackened halls.

There had been a fire once, and it had colored the walls with soot and decay. Though it had taken place well before his birth, he could have sworn the smell of a fresh burning lingered about the place. “And what a place.” He walked back to the kennel, his employer’s end of the bargain and his charge, and kicked the hands that tried to wrench its small bars. The woman screamed, but her struggle was restrained by the meager size of her cage. Duke kicked it a second time and her voice shrunk to a whimper.

“Jesus…” If this had been any other hostage, he would have counted this as her third and final strike. But the higher ups told Duke that his month’s salary was wholly dependent on her survival.

What a waste of fucking time.

#.ic #.Deucalion #.(Deucalion verse undetermined)#tw abuse #tw kidnapping #tw hostage situation

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nellyharrison · 7 months

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He started walking towards Deucalion, only pausing when Erica called his name. “Looks like this is a job for Superman,” he offered, trying to get her to smile for him. She managed a small one, but the tears in her eyes made the whole exchange bittersweet. “I’m gonna find your dad,” he promised Stiles, turning to leave once more. “Wait!” Erica pleaded, rushing to him and grabbing his hand before he could walk away. “Let me come with you.” “Erica,” Scott sighed. “You can’t.” “Why not?” she demanded, her voice shaking. “I don’t want you to go.” “If it would guarantee your focus, she is welcome to join you, Scott,” Deucalion offered. “It is clear she has become a motivator and anchor for you.” Scott glanced back at him, his jaw clenching at the implication, especially with Stiles standing right there. “We can save Melissa and bring the Sheriff home together,” Erica nodded, squeezing his hand for emphasis. “Don’t go.” “I have to,” Scott reminded her, his eyes shifting down to their hands and back up to her. “You have to let me go.” “I don’t want to,” she muttered, shaking her head before leaning into his touch when he reached up and brushed away a fallen tear. “Stiles was right. Bad things happen when we’re not all together.” “We’ll be together again,” he assured her, looking back at Stiles, who seemed to sense what he needed and came over to pull Erica back. She held onto Scott’s hand as long as she could, her bottom lip quivering as Stiles tucked her into his side. “I promise."

Chapter 11 of "Come Along", Part 5 of Super Friends for Life! by NellyHarrison

#scerica #scirica #scott mccall #erica reyes #stiles stilinski #deucalion #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfic #tw fanfic

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mccall-fam-on-crack · 1 year

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Malissa: We're going out in public, so I expect you to be on your best behavior.

Deucalion: Yeah kids, listen to your mom.

Malissa: I was talking to you Duke.

#teen wolf #incorrect teen wolf quotes #melissa mccall #tw deucalion #deucalion stone #melissa x deucalion #source: tumblr

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bunnyskull152 · 2 years

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Stiles: "if you were my husband i would put poison in your coffee."

Deucalion: "if you were my husband id drink it."

#stiles stilinski #incorrect teen wolf quotes #teen wolf #incorrect quotes #mieczyslaw stiles stilinski #tw #mieczyslaw stilinski #stiles #the demon wolf #biles balinski #deucalion #steucalion #?#idk if theres a name

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anna1306 · 2 years

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3/13

Have I watched all of the Teen Wolf seasons? No. Have I gone mad with all the random ships I got into my had? Probably. Will I continue shipping strange couples? Of course I will

Don't leave me

Deucalion/Stiles

This. Freaking. Nightmares.

Stiles thought the feelings of first days would wear off soon enough. Like... Yeah, he got kidnapped. Yeah, he kinda agreed to stay. He even kinda lied to his dad about being enrolled in some academy, so he won't start rescue operation. And yes, he talked with Scott by messages, not by calls, so he wouldn't sense anything strange. So he got used to the situation. But...

The more Stiles started to get to the terms with his powers, the more nightmares, or 'visions' came to him. Blood, smell of fire, something bad or rotten near him. All the time. He was thinking about buying some sleeping pills along with his monthly dosage of Adderall.

Alpha pack wasn't so bad. Mostly. They were always grumpy and acted like he was the most disgusting person to be alive, but... They were okay. They bought him stuff he wanted, they even stole the meds for him. They were family, like Derek's pack. Just a little more dysfunctional and with less responsibility. And twisted morality.

Deucalion was another theme. From the day he stole Stiles and from the night after, he was strange. Always near him and if he had to leave, he left Cali near him. He was talking with him in the evenings, shared his dinners with them. It was almost as if they were in strange kind of relationship, but... They weren't. Yeah, they slept together, they had sex, but... They never talked about feelings, however soapy that might have sounded.

So Stiles was conflicted. He got kidnapped. But he wasn't tortured or anything, and with his growing powers he could leave at any moment. They even let him study. The pack was rude. But they still brought everything he asked and cared about him in their own weird manner. Deucalion forced him to become an emissary of the pack. But he supported him sometimes and... Shit, he was good and warm. And nice kisser. And not only kisser...

The place they lived in wasn't particularly cheerful too. It was dark and gloomy, like some abandoned warehouse, somehow made into living place. It was no surprise he had nightmares, but... Stiles wouldn't tell them this. They already thought that he was weak as a human. Besides he could deal with it. It was only nightmares.

But they got real and more convincing with every night. Blood, smell, sounds of something breaking... He tried to find the answer in the books, but couldn't find anything. With time bodies with no face turned into his friends, then, in members of the alpha pack.

And then his nightmares turned into something more personal. Not only there were chaos and mess everywhere, there was Deucalion. Standing in this blood scenery and looking at him with his glassy eyes, as if he saw him.

"You need to leave."

"What? You kidnapped me, you..."

"Apparently you are one of the mistakes I made. I don't need you." He sounded cold, while turning away from Stiles. Stilinski tried to go after him, to ask why does he do this, but he always fell down, to bloody mess, drowning in red sticky liquid and couldn't reach him. Eventually he woke up in panic and fear of being left alone.

This dream repeated itself time and time again. But he remained silent not to disturb everyone or get them angry. He tried herbs, tried more meds, but it was to no avail. He still woke up from another nightmare every night, starting to ask himself if that was all worth it.

"You are pale." Cali scowled. "Don't tell me you are sick and we have to care for you." Stiles shook his head and yawned at the table, the stern gaze of the woman stopped scaring him a while ago.

"Nope. Just a bit sleepy." He answered and drank the rest of the coffee. She rolled her eyes.

"Get some rest. We don't need you moping around like a lost puppy, who will fall asleep in the middle of training."

"Got it, Mrs.Sunshine." Stiles pointed fingers at her with a snicker and a wink.

"You are in a good mood. Finally. I thought you will be sad and paranoid forever." Stiles almost got used to Deucalion's silent footsteps. Almost. He still jumped on his place, making all alphas smirk at him.

"Yeah, I just... Didn't sleep much." Stiles ate the rest of breakfast faster now, not even chewing it, so they wouldn't tell him anything about his lying. Of course they noticed, but they wouldn't be able to say anything to him if he would be fast.

"Stiles, you know that we..."

"Later, buy!" He literally ran from the so-called kitchen to his room and then to the forest to sit alone there and maybe work on some herbs and his powers. There no one would disturb him. Anything just not to talk about his... Dreams.

This evening Deucalion wasn't near him. He sat near the window. As he explained to Stiles previously, he liked to listen to the sounds of forest. It calmed him and made him sure that he was in control.

"You sure you don't want to talk about anything?" Stilinski shivered hearing his voice and woke up from his drowsiness. He shook his head and than remembered about the missing sight of a werewolf. He had to voice his thoughts.

"No. Everything's fine, just reading." He lied. He wasn't just reading, he tried not to fall asleep. Wolf didn't answer anything to this. Besides, his tries were to no avail, the nightmares once again accepted him in their embrace.

Silent forest, no wind, no rustle... He couldn't see sky, the trees closed any vision of it. The first step he made sounded like he stepped in something wet and messy. Stiles tried to see anything, but moon shone very weakly through the branches.

Stiles knew what was going to happen next. And still he went, following the trail of sounds and freaky feelings. There was a lake, still shiny under the moonlight. And reddish tone, like everything around it. And still with Deucalion near it. Stiles stopped right before going to him from the forest. He didn't want the nightmare to go further. Maybe he could just stay here? Then it would be freaky dream, but still not nightmare?... No, he tried that already, and him leaving turned into Stiles feeling immense pain. There was no escape from that.

"Deucalion?.." He called carefully. He knew what was going to happen, but still he hoped every time that he could change everything. "I know you want to leave me, please... Don't."

"Why not? You didn't do anything useful for me." His voice was cold, so unnaturally cold. Even if he was hard and emotionless alpha of all the alphas, Stiles could hear emotions from him, more or less. After a while he learned to notice the slightest changes in his face or in his voice. But now he was almost ice cold towards him.

"Give me time. You took me away and just... Showed me everything, you tied me to your pack, you can't just leave me here!" Stiles exclaimed, striding to the werewolf with big steps, grabbing him by the hand. "Let's go back."

"No." Dream-Deucalion turned to him, looking with his empty eyes and cruel smile. Stiles couldn't see anything in this face. "You are alone. Or do you really think that someone like me... Can find someone like you interesting? You are nothing to me. You are going to stay here. Forever alone."

"Dude, I know this is nightmare and..." Deucalion grabbed his neck, and Stiles coughed, struggling to breath. It was something new. Usually werewolf just left, but not now.

"I can create a nightmare just for you, if you want this so badly..."

"No, stop..." He wheezed, trying to breath or to break free from the werewolf grasp. "Let me go, please..."

"Make your mind already, you want me to stay or to let you go? Pathetic..." Deucalion threw him on the ground and Stilinski coughed, trying to breath normally. He didn't care for what was going on anymore, he just wanted for the nightmare to stop. "Weak, pathetic human who thought he could live up to my expectations. Poor Stiles that nobody want..." Stilinski shut his eyes, trying to get all of this go away. "Stiles... Stiles!"

He shot up in his bed, wide awake. His breath was hard, like he had just run a marathon, he could tell he was sweaty and overall horrible looking right now. Thankfully the only person near him was Deucalion. And he could only sense him, not see. Now Stiles understood why he heard him calling his name, apparently alpha tried to reach for him in his dream. He tried to smile, but it was almost a nervous scowl.

"Hey... Little nightmare, happens to everyone, huh?" Stiles tried to joke. Deucalion silently gave him the glass of water. Stilinski drank it all up in seconds, but still wanted to hide the truth. He would call him weakling again. He would definitely leave him, he...

"How long?" The werewolf asked. The boy looked at him, but didn't answer anything. "Don't tell me it's one night nightmare. How long have you been seeing them?"

"It's not important. So don't worry, I'll handle them..."

"If I ask, then it's important. How long?"

"Month? I don't know, I didn't count the amount of the days." Stiles breathed out. "Don't interrogate me!"

"What did you see?"

"Stop."

"I asked you what did you see?" His voice became more stern and cold. Stilinski was sure - if he was in the pack like a werewolf, Deucalion would try to force him by this freaky bond.

"You leaving me!" Stiles finally gave up. He looked at Deucalion angrily, noticing how he furrowed his brows. Not in anger, rather in sadness. But he didn't register it right away. "You are always leaving me, because I am weak and not worthy of your pack and more so not worthy of you! And when I try to change anything, everything turns bloody and I feel so much pain. There are so much screaming, I just... I..." He threw the glass away and hid his face in his hands. "Shit."

"You think you are weak?" He moved fast, even for the blind wolf. Deucalion reached for Stiles, wrapping his fingers around his wrist. "You think you are not worthy?" He moved closer, making the teenager shiver. "Or someone is telling you that and making you believe in it?" The man sat really close to him, Stiles could feel his breath.

"I don't... I don't really understand."

"Do you think all of that? You have good self-esteem. What's happened with that?" His words made Stiles shut up and think. Really, he was sure of his growing powers, he knew that if he was no one, Deucalion wouldn't touch him, he would kill him with everyone else that night. And even when he was mumbling and all around the place, he still was sure of what he was doing. Then...

"No, it's... It's strange. Why did you ask about someone telling me that? You suppose someone influencing me? Or got into my head?! Shit, it's creepy! There's no way someone can do it! And if they can, what will they get from it? I must be weak for someone to tell me that and..." He was shut up by the most pleasant way. The wolf was apparently tired of his blubbering and he just kissed him. The kiss was quick, but effective. All of Stiles's nerves got quieter.

"Now I see the normal Stiles." Deucalion said with a smirk. He moved to take the place near the druid, laying in bed in his clothes, but... Stilinski knew better than to tell him what to do. Especially now. "Always talking, making my head hurt by your impossible voice, heartbeat, feelings, scent..."

"I got it, Geez! Stop!" Stiles smacked the werewolf on the shoulder, making the latter snicker and pull the boy towards him. Stilinski fell on the shoulder of alpha and still managed to poke him on the side, but Deucalion almost didn't feel it, instead just hugging him.

"If you were weak, I would leave you to McCall. Or to this too proud to see the priceless druid under his nose Derek. Or, if I felt too generous, I would leave you to strong, but emotionally non-stable Peter. But you are not weak." Deucalion spoke quietly, but confident in his words. Stiles looked at his face, though didn't move a muscle, just listened, as if enchanted by the alpha. "I wouldn't let anyone weak or not worthy share my bed. Or be near me. Or let train beside my pack. You are my druid. The emissary of my pack. If I chose you, you are worthy of all of my time and attention." The wolf turned his head to bury his nose into boy's short hair. "And if anyone would try to steal you away from me or hurt you by putting some thoughts in your head - I will hunt them down. I want you to know that. You can't just leave me now."

"Only if you don't leave me. Hell, you kidnapped me, have some responsibility." Stiles mumbled at his words, now completely calm. He only furrowed his brows at one thing he realised at the moment. "But the visions. Blood and everything... Nasty. It could be real."

"Let me think about it. Just tell me next time you see something like that, alright?" Stiles hummed in agreement, warmed by Deucalion's heat and his words. He was ready to try and sleep again. Maybe now nightmares or whoever send him that horrors would be scared of the alpha. "Sleep, my druid. I won't ever leave you."

#teen wolf #tw #deucalion #stiles stilinski #deucalion x stiles

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