i dunno what that is just roll with me ok

Headcanon: Anxiety doesn’t often cries; when he does, he cries Ghibli Tears™.

Dunno, I just liked the idea of him hiding in a corner trying to cry in peace and everyone is super concerned and he’s like “i’m fine who’s crying not me”  while these gigantic tears roll down his cheeks. 
also i was thinking of that post that explained that ghibli tears are like that because they represent what crying feels like more than what it looks like and in my experience anxiety’s like that it feels much worse than what people get to see ok bye

I Dare You

Your POV

“Stiles hurry up!” I yelled impatiently. My brother could be so annoying sometimes.

“Maybe if you helped me it wouldn’t take so long,” he groaned, stumbling into the living room. I had to hold back my laughter at the sight. He had a bowl of popcorn in one hand, a bottle of soda in the other, and various snacks under his arms.

“It looks like you’ve got it under control.” I got up and helped him set everything on the coffee table. “Oh it’s my turn to pick the movies by the way,” I told him while holding up the ones I had chosen. He was obviously thrilled.

“You always pick chick flicks.” He flopped down on the couch with a sigh. I smirked at him and put in the first movie.

“You love me and you know it,” I said, taking my seat next to him. Despite the fact that we drove each other crazy, we were actually really close. Movie nights like these were pretty typical when our dad was working.

“Yeah, yeah. Just press play.” Stiles grabbed a bag of chips and settled in for what would be a long night for him.

After three movies, I couldn’t take my brother’s grumbling anymore. Turning the DVD player off, I turned to him. “What do you wanna do?”

“I dunno.” I could barely understand him because of all the popcorn in his mouth. I rolled my eyes.

“You keep complaining so you must have something better in mind.” He just stared at me blankly. Typical. “Oh I know! Let’s play truth or dare.” I smiled widely at him.

“Fine. It’s better than suffering through another movie.” I turned to face him completely.

“Ok. Truth or dare?" 

"Umm truth.”

“You’re no fun.” I tried to think of a good question. “Have you ever wanted to kiss another guy?” I laughed as his face turned red.

“What? No?” He was clearly flustered. “I mean, you know, I might’ve thought about it for like a split second once or twice.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” His face started to return to a normal color after I said this.

“Your turn. Truth or dare?" I could tell he already knew what I would choose.

"Dare,” I told him confidently.

“Alright. Umm, I dare you to,” he smiled devilishly at me, “kiss Derek.”

“What?” I couldn’t believe he had picked that as my dare. Sure, I had had a crush on Derek once but I got over that within a week.

“You heard me." I wanted to wipe the smirk off his face. Then I thought of exactly how to do it.

"Ok, but you have to kiss him too.” It was his turn to be shocked.

“No way!”

“I’m not doing it then.” I just waited for him to give in. After a couple minutes, he sighed in defeat.

“OK but just a peck.”

“I’ll make sure to get a picture.” I smiled triumphantly and headed to the kitchen for more food.

A few days later…

Stiles’ POV

Y/N, Scott, and I were all at Derek’s loft. We were discussing some of the newest threats in Beacon Hills. I was sitting on the floor playing with my keys when Y/N tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she nodded her head toward Derek. I knew what she meant; she was going to do the dare now.

Your POV

Derek was looking out the window and I knew now was my chance. I walked over and stood beside him. “What are you thinking about?” He turned to look at me.

“How much danger we’re all in.” I could see the worry in his eyes and placed my hand on his arm. He looked down at it with an odd expression but didn’t move away. As he looked back up, I leaned in and pressed my lips softly to his. I could tell he was surprised but after a second, he actually kissed me back.

I pulled away quickly and mumbled a “Sorry.” before walking back to my brother. Leaning down, I whispered to him, “your turn.” He glared at me but then stood up with a determined look. I sat down where he had been and watched intently.

Derek had turned back to the window so he didn’t see Stiles coming. When he reached him, Stiles tapped his shoulder. As soon as Derek turned towards him, Stiles smashed his lips against the werewolf’s. Derek froze instantly, his eyes widening. When Stiles pulled away, the anger was evident on Derek’s face.

“What the hell Stiles!” He was shaking and his eyes had changed color. I knew I needed to do something before he ripped my brother to shreds. Thankfully I also happen to be a werewolf and I’m actually stronger than Derek. It comes in handy at times like this. I quickly stood up and closed the distance between Derek and I, standing behind Stiles who was frozen in fear.

Derek’s hands were now balled into fists and I knew he was ready to punch Stiles. I let out a low growl, making him look up at me. Shaking my head, I glared intensely at him. He knew I would tear him apart if he touched my brother. Derek slowly stepped back and then turned to go to his room. I reached out and touched Stiles’ shoulder. He snapped out of his terrified state and looked at me.

“Are you ok?” I questioned with concern.

“We are never playing truth or dare again.”

A/N: I’m really happy with how this turned out and I hope you like it. Again, I am doing a second part to Protecting You but I still have a few requests to do first. I’m gonna try to have it up before the weekend’s over. Thanks again to everyone that’s read and liked it. You guys rock.