#delicioussssss

[stickingupforsammy]

I'm doing what's best. And you're going to let this go, you understand me?

[fbfh]

Being best friends with Dave means you have a front row seat to his complaints about being inexperienced and single. How is Katie Deauxma going to fall him like this? That's where you come in, if he was actually dating someone, people would take notice! And of course you'd have to kiss to really sell it. After all, what are best friends for? -🍒 anon

I AM. SO DEEPLY OBSESSED WITH THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA. cherries anon my dearest and darling. You get it. Every ask you send fucking SLAPS. 

I’ve talked about this before but the real reason girls “don’t notice” Dave is because you, his best friend, are scaring away the hoes. So hard. It started years ago right before you started high school. You noticed the girls who used to bully Dave and say mean shit behind his back starting to give him looks and talk about inviting him to boy girl parties the moment he started getting taller and sort of growing into himself. And you HATED that shit. So you did what any reasonable, self respecting best friend would do - launched an attack of psychological warfare, unspoken threats, and mind games on every girl who tried to pull shit with him. And it worked for a very long time. 

Then came the… lovely. Katie Deauxma. You don’t like Katie. You have never liked Katie. And those feelings were only amplified when Dave started crushing on her. But you’re strategic enough to use this to your advantage. You’ve mentioned the whole “girl communication” “girl world” “it’s how girls fight sometimes”. You’ve tried to explain the real meaning behind someone saying you quote, rock a lot of polka dots, or how saying you should TOTALLY get bangs usually translates to I’m praying for your downfall! But sweet sweet Dave… he just does not get it. You’ve watched mean girls with him at least half a dozen times and he just is not picking up on what you’re putting down despite his best efforts. He is always left confused but trying to get the spirit. He still thinks Stuart means mouse. Or little means mouse?? 

He starts talking about Katie and Katie more and more. The more he tries to catch her attention, the more you ward her off with that feral, hawk like intensity. But you’re always there to comfort Dave, your sweet lil pookie. Of course you are. He’s procrastinating his homework again while he laments to you. 

“I mean, how am I supposed to impress her like this?” He asks, pacing his room before slumping down into his desk chair. “I’m totally hopeless. There’s no way I’d ever have a chance with her. And even if I did, I’d probably do something embarrassing, like get my glasses tangled in her hair, or bite the wrong lip.” You chuckle, and he gives you a reluctant smile. “You think this is funny?” He tries to sound reprimanding, but it comes out as more whiny. He’s looking at you for validation, for input, for your ever insightful readings into the nuances of girl world. “No, it’s just…” you sigh a little. You give him a sheepish, regretful look. “You’re kind of right. Girls… we can sniff that kind of thing out.”

He lets out a little crestfallen gasp as he hangs on your every word. You push off from where you’re standing and walk over to him, giving him a scrutinizing look. “Can you… I- I mean, how do I fix it?” I asks desperately. You have to bite back a smile of pure satisfaction as you play him like a fiddle. 

“Well, I guess I could help…” You barely get the words out before he’s springing up and begging. “Please! Yes, yes help. Please help. I- I mean, look at me. If anyone needs help, if anyone needed help in the history of the world, it’s-” He sputters, dropping to his knees and grabbing your hands. He looks up at you with those big puppy dog eyes as he pleads, his voice getting all wavery in a way that makes you clitty throb and kitty sob. So you put him out of his misery and agree. You tell him you’ll only help him if he does whatever you say without asking questions and he agrees before you finish getting your condition out. That’s when you know you have him locked and loaded. You know two things - all boys become at least a little obsessed with their first, and girls can sense when a guy is messing around with someone that’s not them. 

So really you’re killing two birds with one stone here. You soak up every moment of his face as you start slowly breaking him in, teaching him how to kiss, teaching him how to touch. You justify it as doing him such a big favor, helping out your best friend. And between that and the way he creams his pants at least three or four times just from your first makeout session, you know he has no reason to question you. And you know that knowing him as well as you do, if any other girls manage to kiss him (which they won’t), nothing they say or do will EVER be able to hold a candle to Dave getting free reign of his smoking hot best friend’s tight little body, of grabbing so much boob that he cries a little while you use him like a fucking toy, dry humping him until he’s seeing stars. 

…Yeah. Katie is the last thing he’s thinking about now. Or ever. 

@cherriesanon

[taweretsdagger]

i'm always thinking about zosia's slow blink after she kisses carol, btw. always always always.

[rivrdale]

yeah yeah buck getting trapped in the apartment collapse and eddie suiting up to rescue him Whatever. what about chris getting trapped because he was visiting an old school friend that lives in the building. what if buck goes after him (gets stuck too of course) and eddie witnesses firsthand buck saving their his son and the lengths he'd really go to for him

[blamemma]

daniel ricciardo arrives to the paddock ahead of practice | 📍circuit de barcelona-catalunya, spanish grand prix, practice day | 📸 mark sutton

[tuliptiger]

They weren't kidding about filtering custard through a siv before cooking it. That texture is s-ah-mooth baybee

[weavingshaw]

personally i love when the fmc is annoying the mc and he goes ‘enough.’ my god

[gingerly-writing]

Prompt #2165

“I will die unrepentant and unmourned. That is how it’s supposed to be. That is how I want it.”

“Do you?”