BATTLE

There was always a constant battle with something. Stiles was beginning to become convinced he would end up with ulcers and heart problems by the time he was 21. Just when they managed to get rid of one force of evil (including his own possession), another cropped up with seeming more intent to cause more death.

He just wanted some days to his feet up, lay around in his underwear watching cult classics, and ploughing down as much sugary junk food as he could get his hands on, because he couldn’t remember the last time he was a normal kid.

Stiles Stilinksi // Teen Wolf // + Progress Table

ENOUGH

One week in, Stiles had already had enough of wedding-planning. He thought it was going to be fun, but there was about 80% of things on the list he had no interest in. He was now sitting in a stalemate with his fiancé sitting across from him trying to get him to at least pick a colour theme. Stiles was procrastinating. Stiles was exceptionally talented at procrastinating…

In fact, he only had to look up from the colour samples and give Isaac a wicked smirk to have his other-half pounce on him for something entirely not wedding related at all.

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