DÉJÀVU

Déjàvu or history-repeating, Stiles didn’t care what concept to go with, he just wished like hell he wasn’t having to go through another terror-filled time like this. Once again, lives were in the balance and the blood could be on his hands if they were lost.

This time, though, the love of his life had vanished without a trace and Stiles was finding it near-impossible to focus. He wanted to break down, hit something, scream at someone, sit in the corner and pretend none of this was happening. But he couldn’t, he had to keep going. There was no choice.

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf (for post-canon PSL, untiltheendstarts) // + Progress Table

FASHION

Stiles’ fashion sense was about as fabulous as a Mickey D’s uniform. He frequently caught Lydia giving him a side-eye look like she was calculating how to drug him and kidnap him to the nearest designer outlet by telling him they were holding a Star Wars convention.

Though, he had to admit, he was extremely wary of the myth that if you didn’t buy good supportive underwear, you could become impotent. Maybe it was just a myth, but one could never tempt fate with that particular part of the anatomy, could they? So it was Calvin Klein all the way.

Stiles Stilinski // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table