#acefitz

[friendshipmagic]

acefitz replied to your post:i want a nouis “that was for you” hug tomorrow...

dear shachar: SHUT THE FUCK UP

:)

[bigpjm]

26, 41

26: Read a boy of your choices text messages, or listen in on their conversation?

i don’t particularly want to do either of those things bc i’d feel bad for invading their privacy but if i had to choose then i’d pick listening in on their convo cause they prob talk loud enough for everyone to hear anyway

41: Have an argument with Louis over twitter, or get a private DM from drunk Niall?

private dm from drunk niall!!! louis is tiny and terrifying i’d die if he dragged my ass all over twitter

[poisonedroots]

darling, you’ve got so much love in that big heart of yours, please don’t ever forget to love yourself

things i want need you to know (x)

[niallthoran]

Track by Track Selfie Review of Four

as per request of my friends please ignore this i beg of you

i will point out that this is a sequel to this which i forgot i made

Steal My Girl

Ready to Run

Where Do Broken Hearts Go

18

Girl Almighty

Fool's Gold

Night Changes

No Control

Fireproof

Spaces

Stockholm Syndrome 

Clouds

Change Your Ticket

Illusion

Once in a Lifetime

Act My Age

[officerstilinskihale]

hi friends, i know it's been forever but have a tiny thing i wrote to try and get me out of my slump.

based on this

“Just go over there and flirt with him,” Erica hissed, jabbing her elbow into Stiles’ side and ignoring the way he winced. She has her eyebrow raised, and he looks around pleadingly for support but finds none; Lydia and Allison were doing their silently-judging-you thing, and Kira and Scott were staring dreamily into each other’s eyes. So the usual, then.

Erica pokes him. "Seriously, what can it hurt? He is literally your type to a tee," she informs him, as if he doesn't already know that. The guy in question looks painfully good in red, the polo shirt straining over broad shoulders and thick biceps that look like they could support Stiles being fucked against a wall.

He fails to hide a shudder and Erica's smile widens like a shark smelling blood.

"No," he tells her, backing away slightly. "I refuse. Absolutely not. You know I don't know how to flirt anyway," he sighs, allowing himself another peek at the guy, barely repressing a whimper when he sees that he's bent over to stock some sort of canned good.

"What's happening?" Lydia chimes in, both eyebrows raised, and Stiles pales. Once Lydia gets involved in something, it's usually impossible to get out of it. He's screwed. Erica turns to Lydia with glee and nods at hot grocery store dude.

Lydia makes a noise of pleasant surprise, before she purses her lips thoughtfully. "No harm in trying. Now, listen and repeat everything I say," she orders, and Stiles lets out a moan of despair, burying his face in his hands.

+++

Walking up to the guy is more nerve-wracking than the time he'd dropped the turkey Mrs. McCall had spent literal hours making during the Thanksgiving disaster of 2011.

"Uh," he coughs awkwardly, and the guy turns to face him. He sputters a little, his hands fumbling at the hem of his shirt nervously because, oh god, he's even more arresting up close, with a jaw that could probably cut through steel, and clear green-grey eyes. "Hi, uh," he squints at the nametag for a brief second. "Derek. Hi," he finishes lamely.

Derek's mouth twitches slightly. "Hello," he says graciously. "How can I help you?"

Stiles flushes, and he wrings his hands nervously.

"I was looking for the condoms?"

Derek's eyebrows fly up, and there's a flash of surprise on his face (something Stiles takes offense to, mind you) before it disappears under a neutral mask of professionalism. Derek can't seem to hide the flush dusting his cheeks, however, and Stiles lets it slide because it's possibly one of the cutest things he's ever seen.

"Of course," Derek coughs, avoiding Stiles' eyes. "Right this way." He gently sets the canned tuna back into his cart and glances over his shoulder to see if Stiles is paying attention.

Stiles is, of course, but maybe not to Derek's face. He was distracted by something far lower. Derek clears his throat and Stiles goes red, his eyes flying up to meet Derek's before darting away just as quickly.

They walk in fairly relative silence, and when they reach the condom aisle, Derek lifts a hand to scratch at his head awkwardly. It's very endearing.

"Did you need any help choosing?" he asks finally, blinking earnestly at Stiles.

Stiles grins easily, the nerves rushing back into his body and disappearing all at once. This he can do. "Whichever ones you usually use," he smirks, and doesn't miss the way Derek's eyes darken just that little bit.

He steps closer, and Stiles feels his stomach clench in anticipation. He's not prepared for the way Derek leans closer, brushing his mouth against Stiles' ear, and murmurs, "Tell your friends you'll see them later. I'll be waiting in the back room."

Stiles stands there, stunned, as Derek draws back, smiling smugly. He's got a box of Trojans in his hands, beginning to walk away calmly. He doesn't look back once.

With shaky hands, Stiles pulls his phone out of his pocket, and nearly drops it in surprise when he hears Erica yell out,

"Just go!"

His head snaps up to see his friends waving and laughing as they peer around the corner, and he scowls when Kira (Kira!!) wolf whistles. He flips them off with as much dignity as he can muster, but can't fight his blush spreading across his cheeks as he drops his phone back into and scurries after Derek.

[ofsteel]

acefitz a réagi à votre billet :I hope everyone keeps reblogging brooklyn 99 cause...

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YOU SHOULD HAVE A CRUSH ON HER

SHE'S A CUTIE WITH THE CUTE FACE AND THE SQUIRRELY ACTION ATTITUDE and oh gosh every character I crush on is some version of a rachel berry I swear SHE'S A CUPCAKE LACED WITH SOMETHING I THINK I DON'T KNOW I DON'T WATCH THT THING

[mindylahiris]

acefitz replied to your post: If you’re the fence about watching Chu...

i’m not watching this. you can’t make me

you know you're gonna watch it

[niallthoran]

1. thomas brodie sangster, dylan o'stupid, and niall just chillin' 2. a machine that forcibly inputs the maze runner books into your friends' heads 3. hd caps of the maze runner 4. a mirror (it's funny because you're narcissistic)

does number three exist??? can you build it????

"it's funny because you're narcissistic" thanks jess

tell me what four things would be in my starter pack