#miss tapioca

[missggullet]

new staff night's out game at cackle's: whose academy is it anyway? 🤷🏻‍♀️

[kindlykolorful]

i miss richas :(

[bunibelles]

My first time at this grocery store

I go to the regular aisle and the cheapest tapioca flour is 4.19

I go to the Asian aisle for something different and I find another tapioca flour! It’s 1.99 😭

[miss-floral-thief]

Boba yogurt (well i guess it’s jello/gelatin?) what a time to be alive lol

[torgawl]

i need wriothesley to discover the wonders of milk tea

[mewglitch]

(black) rap won't fix you until you listen to at least one indigenous song

also sorta unrelated but i still don't understand why "white" (read: light skinned people) aren't allowed to use aave. like maybe it's

the current trend of "tumblr users embarrassing themselves by proudly announcing why they don't listen to any music made by black people" is really astounding.

i cannot help but think this is a direct result of liberal White Guilt and how people have interpreted "anti-racism" as form of cultural self-segregation - the kind of person who thinks trying to cook chicken curry is cultural appropriation, or sends white people anon hate for wearing a kimono (yes, this kind of discourse happened). like, "oh, no, i could never participate in this culture, i'd get my evil white hands all over it! it would be more Progressive if I only did White things."

if you're a poc you've seen this, i'm sure - this deer-in-the-headlights stare you can get from white people when you play music / show art / share a story / anything that is Racially Coded, this total refusal to actually engage with it out of fear that it is in some way Wrong for them to have any opinion on it. because they read somewhere that it's bad to use AAVE but the only lesson they actually learned from that is "gotcha, white people are not allowed to interact with other cultures as punishment for my White Crimes. this helps to fill up the gaping pit of my white guilt and makes me one of the Good People." this transforms their discomfort around non-white cultures (black culture, especially, i should add) into a kind of virtue

anyway if you are white and reading this. go listen to some fucking haliu mergia. ethiopian jazz. will knock your dick right off. go listen to rap or reggae or bollywood and have a genuine reaction to it - like, an actual, from-the-heart reaction. you are allowed to not like some of it. but you will definitely like at least a little. yes, you can compare it to lemon demon (or whatever) if that helps you get into it and that's your only point of reference. maybe don't say that part out loud. but don't, like, separate yourself from it, like you are seeing it in a museum and the only polite thing to do is go "ahh, huh, very interesting, so much culture here."

[onrainynights]

got really good fruit snacks today and I might cry over them but also I just have to power through and ignore the fact that they are aphmau themed. yes the minecraft youtuber who somehow shifted focus to cartoon cats. I don't know man

[missggullet]

If Bat is short for Batthew then what Flappy is short for??

[in-all-ways-always]

You were never supposed to be a lesson. You were supposed to be the end of everything bad in my life, and the start of a new life, a better life.

[rowretro]

Yandere Sunghoon ex plss

✧warnings: yandere/toxic themes, violence, death, forceful kissing, blood

 ♡synopsis: Park Sunghoon is y/n’s ex boyfriend. People assumed that you were at fault given how seemingly perfect he is, he’s good at everything he does, and he’s extremely handsome who wouldn’t fall for Sunghoon. It was a shame really, you loved him and he loves you too… maybe a little too much…

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1 year of dating and y/n broke it off just like that. It’s only been a week and people have already spread all kinds of rumors as to what could’ve happened. Perhaps Sunghoon realized Y/n wasn’t all that some’d say, maybe y/n herself cheated on him. Whatever the rumor was, it was always putting you in a bad light. If only they knew why you broke up with him, if only they knew Sunghoon for who he truly was.

Not even the law itself cared for Sunghoon’s crimes.Y/n had walked into him hiding one of his crimes very well. Taehyun, who had asked her out quite recently, not even bothered by the fact you were dating Sunghoon at the time, was lying there cold and bloody. Sunghoon, dragging his body into the deep ditch. “This is nothing babe… he had no life anyway, no siblings, neglecting parents, and he was in a street gang…” he simply said as he dumped the somewhat damp soil on the man’s body, the ditch gradually filling up. 

Not even the police cared to take the case, why would they when the Park Sunghoon is the culprit. So she broke up with him. After a tense argument with him Sunghoon left the building to cool off, that’s when she decided it was best to leave. Most of her stuff was already at her old apartment, she simply breached his security system and left leaving a note saying that she’s breaking up with him.

Only been a week since then, just y/n and her thoughts alone in the cozy little apartment. She felt a little fear, wondering if he might kill her, or kidnap her, or do one of the most dark, sinister things she could never be able to think of. A little heartbroken because she loved him and he’s all she could ever ask for. She just wanted to move on though it was easier said than done. Heaving a sigh, y/n made her way to the kitchen, pouring some hot water into a pan, and boiling some ready-made tapioca pearls. 

The girl cleaned up the house a little before adding a little sugar to her now- ready tapioca pearls, using a spoon to dig right into it. As she took a bite out of her little sweet snack, she heard the doorbell suddenly ring, making her flinch. She wasn’t expecting any visitors… Sunghoon on the other hand, was still looking for her while remaining under the radar. Then it hit him, he had the perfect item to bring her back…She was hesitant, her hand on the door handle, a frying pan in the other, she peeked through the small gap as she opened the door. She opened it widely, a smile painting her face when her eyes laid upon the male at her door. “Jay!” she exclaimed as he smiled, hugging her.

“Y/n~ long time no see huh, what brings you back home?” he enquired as Y/n sighed. “I broke up with my boyfriend so I moved back home” she said as Jay nodded.The two conversed for over an hour before leaving the building in his car, the two driving to one of her favorite restaurants. “Jay- isn’t that the road?...” Y/n asked as Jay glanced at her in the mirror “Yeah, but I’m taking you to a different one, it’s way better” Jay reassured as she nodded, trusting his word. Then everything felt familiar… the road, the signs, the tattered billboard sign and that god forsaken house…

“Nice work Park Jongseong…” Sunghoon smirked his dark eyes now on you. How could he fucking betray her?! Park Jongseong? The Jay, your best friend for 5 years lead you back to her boyfriend’s hell. “Anything for you bro… also don’t forget mom’s birthday party” he simply said as he left the building. Of course. How did she miss it? They’re brothers. “Back home?... what is this about some break up sweetheart?... who talked you into it?...” Sunghoon asked as y/n just glared up at him.

“I fucking hate you.” she seethed through gritted teeth as he slapped her “No no silly… you don’t hate me… you love me. You love me like crazy but you just don’t know it yet” he explained in a sickeningly sweet tone that made her stomach feel like it was being squished in the claws of a demon. Sunghoon’s fingers softly threaded through her hair, his finger twirling a few strands of her dark hair.

 “There’s something you need to learn sweetheart… you’re mine. That fucking means you’re stuck with me forever. We WILL date. We WILL get married and we WILL die together. So no we haven’t broken up we never will you FUCKING UNDERSTAND?!!!” he asked, yanking her hair painfully harshly all of a sudden. “Y-yes… I do…” she trailed off, hating every word that left her word. Hearing her words, the male planted his lips on her, forcing his tongue into her mouth, a hand still gripping at her hair as another snaked around her waist. She was stuck with him forever.

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[hellbornsworld]

JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS(3)🎧๋࣭ ⭑🫧𖦹₊ ⊹⋆𓂃𓈒

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❥ AFTER LAST NIGHT | Bff!JK X Reader | @kooahae

❥ NIGHT CRAWLERS | drugrunner!jungkook x sugarbaby!reader | College AU | @alphabetboyluvr

❥ THE YOUNG WOLF | jungkook X reader | game of thrones au | @junqkook

❥ All I Want | JK X Reader | Side : Taehyung X Reader | War AU | Series | @ardentlyjae

❥ Taking Over You | yandere!idol!jungkook x fem!reader | Series | @go1denjeon

❥ what the fire gave us | shadow elemental!jungkook x water elemental!(f)reader | Supernatural AU | @gimmethatagustd

❥ rivers over stones | jeon jungkook x reader | @ichorai

❥ Miss. Vagabond | JK X Reader | Online Friends AU | @bubblesuga

❥ Redolence of Love | Blind!florist! Reader x Tattooist! Jungkook | Two shots | @starsinsky1999

❥ Rigor Mortis | Police Officer!Jungkook x Reader | @readyplayerhobi

❥ teacher’s pet? nah, professor!jeon’s pet. | Professor!JK X Bimbo!OC | @adoredcored

❥ (he)art thief | thief! jungkook X daughter!OC | heist AU | @latetaektalk

❥ idealizations concerning real life relations | fuckboy!jk x hopeless romantic!oc | One-Shot | @venusiangguk

❥ Little Wolf, Pretty Wolf, Your Wolf | Omega!Jungkook x Alpha!Reader | @readyplayerhobi

❥ Dystopia | Trainer!Jungkook x Initiate!FemReader | @streetlight11

❥ Obsesión | Yandere! Jungkook x Female! reader | @thvlouvre

❥ of honey and cinnamon | jungkook x reader | One-Shot | @ephemerlskies

❥ Deus Ex Machina | Android!Jungkook x Reader | @readyplayerhobi

❥ home is where the heart is | JK X Reader | Fantasy AU | @corajjk

❥ 𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓬 | Alien!Jungkook X Human!Reader | @bonny-kookoo

❥ High drive | JK X Reader | One-Sho7t | @journalwjoonie

❥ Crybaby | dom!JK X sub!Reader | One-shot | @lavishedinjimin

❥ 'I'm yours" | CEO!possessive!Jungkook x reader | @bethschamberoftales

❥ Commitment | Mafia!JK X Detective!Reader | Series | @eureka-its-zico

❥ kaiho | detective!jeon jeongguk x trophy wife!reader | toxic relationship | @99liners

❥ Ares | General!Jungkook X Spy!Reader | @littlemisskookie

❥ After Hours | fwb!JK X Reader | @lovelyglares

❥ The Turing Test |  Android!Jungkook x Creator!Reader | Series | @fortunexkookie

❥ “just an extension cord” | gamer bf!jungkook X gf!reader | @gywaruu

❥ Tebori Tapioca | JK X Reader | Love at first sight | @mypersonmyg

❥ hold me close | boxer!jungkook X girlfriend!reader | Rival Gang AU

❥ seasons don’t fear the reaper | reaper!jk x reader | @augustbutwinter

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OTHER POSTS:

JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATION(1)

JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATION(2)

JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATION(4)

ALL BTS MEMBERS WATTPAD RECOMMENDATIONS(1)

BTS X READER WATTPAD RECOMMENDATIONS(2)

[neve-0001]

BEEJ BOBA DAY (FULL POST 1/2)

BeeJ and the cast get boba after getting a recommendation from Delia …

part 1 includes my headcanon boba drinks for beeJ and lydia. part 2 will have barbara, adam, and delia <3

LYDIA’S GOT A SOUVENIR AT THE GACHAPON! lil boba keychain. mango base w watermelon popping boba.

LYDIA’S ORDER

• coffee base, 1 part milk, 4 parts coffee. she is a bitter gal. begs for less sugar. it accompanies her grief.

• regular/tapioca boba (for chewing)

• vanilla cream on top (to allocate for the missing sugar in the drink, LOL)

BEETLEJUICE’S ORDER

• green apple iced tea base (he is a fruity man, his drink must be so as well.)

• watermelon popping boba

• as for toppings, this includes beetles, bugs and insect legs inside his drink and on top of the contaminated vanilla cream, and a bunch of berries of his choice. i repeat, he is a fruity man.

lord this post took long. i tried my best!! part 2 coming soon

kindly do not tag as ship <3 thank you

my hands hurt.

[straykidshoe]

Show a little loving

PAIRINGS: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader

GENRE: Mature (Smut)

MUSIC: Lovers by Anna of the north

CONTAINS: established relationship

SMUT WARNINGS: dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, sub!reader, dom!bang chan, oral (m recieving), dirty talk, cock-warming. please message me if i misseed anything.

WORD COUNT: 1,963

A/N: Reposting from my deactiated account! I'll just be re-uploading everything so that I can (sort of) continue where I left off (if you knew me before I deleted my account, haha)

You finally finish your own practise at around 9pm, luckily both of your building’s were close together and it was only a brisk 5 minute walk. So, you picked up 2 some bubble tea’s from the corner shop and walked up to Chan’s studio- as you approached the opaque glass door you could hear a beat streaming through. Slowly you opened the door, peeking your head in, you saw him sitting on his chair- head bent backwards with the music blaring through the two speakers on either side of the many monitors set up. 

Creeping behind him you made sure to leave the two drinks in your hand on the table that was placed by the sofa, bringing your hands up to cup over his eyes you bent down to his ear and whispered,

‘Guess who?’

‘Han?’ He smiled when he answered- the patented dimple shining through. 

You bit his ear slightly, ‘No genius.’ 

‘Hi baby..’ he sighed contently, his hands coming over yours, guiding them down until you could see his eyes.

You walked around to stand in front of him, you watched at he brought his head back up, audibly cracking the bones. You winced slightly,

‘What’s up?’ He said, circling his large arms around your waist.

‘Missed you..’ You stroked his hair, scratching at the scalp, ‘I brought boba?’ 

He let out a breathy laugh onto your exposed stomach, ‘I actually love you’ 

‘I know you do.’ You laughed as you tried to pry his arms from around your stomach, ‘Babe, I kinda need to move..’

‘Mmm..no’ His muffled voice returned.

‘Fine, i’ll just have to drink your boba.’ you threated as you made one last attempt to wriggle free.

He loosed his grip, but twisted around in his chair to watch you bend down into the bag and grab the two cups, just as you were about to stand up- you heard him hum appreciatively,

‘Just stay like that for a second..’ 

You laughed as you walked back to him, sitting onto his lap, handing him the large plastic cup,

‘Thanks baby’ you watched his face morph into delight when he sucked on the straw,

‘Mhhh, what’s the flavour?’

‘I think, strawberry tea with tapioca pearls..' 

‘It’s so good thank you,’ He kissed your cheek and lips- you could tell he was trying to be chaste. 

You kissed back with more passion, coaxing him, you could feel him breathing hard as his tongue swiped over you lips- asking for permission. You pulled back quickly, smiling when you saw his ears turn pink,

‘Don’t you have work to do?’ You wiggled on his lap, holding your identical cup in both hands, ‘I’ll be here’ 

He growled at you playfully,

‘You’re gonna pay for that’

‘Sure I will,’ A mischievous lilt in your voice.

He laughed but swivelled back to face his monitors, slipping the headphones on he looked at you once and scoffed when he saw you contently sipping away at your drink. You looked up at him, and smiled from around the straw- hoping it would spark some memories, luckily it did as you saw his eyes turn dark and his breathing became heavier. Paying no attention to his dangerous stare you snuggled up to his chest, careful not to sit directly on where you knew he wanted you to.

A few hours later 

You had finished your drink quickly and were now hugging Chan-koala bear style, your chin resting on his shoulder, headphones in whilst listening to whatever song was in your playlist- you honestly couldn’t be bothered about the songs when chan’s fingers were playing dragging up and down you bare legs, inching closer and closer to the hem of your flimsy gym shorts. You were sure that he wasn’t even paying attention to where his fingers were heading but either way you were getting more and more desperate for his touch,

‘Channie..’ you reached behind you and paused your music and took out your headphones, going back to your original position as you played with the loose strands of hair that curled slightly at the nape of his neck.

‘Hmm?’ His eyes did a quick glance at you and went back to the track displayed on the largest monitor in front of him. 

You shifted, perching yourself right on top of his now semi-hard cock, ‘Are you done yet?’ slowly you started grinding yourself on the material of his short, aching to feel him drag against your walls. 

He looked down at you again, taking in how your head was now lulled lazily against his shoulder, your hands still playing with his hair- but your hips..God your hips, he could feel you slowly grinding them against him, ‘Baby..I need to finish this one track..’ he smiled down at you and laughed when he saw your needy pout,

‘But channie~’ You whined, Jesus how much does this man work?

‘Aw, is my baby needy for my cock?’ he cooed down at you, smiling softly as you nodded - tucking your head into the crook of his neck when your whole face turned red. He could feel your hips start to press down onto his dick, and it was only a matter of time until he was going to burst,

‘Ok baby get up,’ he held your hand is you got up slowly, he sighed out when he saw a wet patch right on top of where you were grinding on him,

‘Tsk tsk, you couldn’t wait for me for even a few hours? Are really that desperate?’

‘Sorry ..’ you looked at him while keeping your eyes on the ground, you felt like a child being scolded, He laughed at you,

‘Don’t worry , go get that blanket from the sofa’ Whilst you went behind him to grab the blanket, he quickly dragged his now slightly damp shorts from down his large thighs.

‘Got it-’ You stopped short when you saw him sitting there, thighs spread and cock sanding proud against his stomach, he reached for your hand that wasn’t holding the soft blanket and brought you between his legs,

‘I still need to finish this track, can you keep me warm?’ He looked up at you,

‘Yea,’ You breathed out- your vision zoned into his member that was now leaking from the top, you longed to get down on you knees and lick it away, so you did.

Before he could question what you were doing, you got down between his thighs and slipped him into you mouth, the blanket long forgotten on the floor- your confidence ebbed higher when you heard him gasp sharply and involuntarily thrust into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly,

‘Shit-’ gasp ‘Baby, baby what are you-’ You took him down as far as you could, hoping to relive the pleasure you felt a few minutes ago, when his cock prodded against your throat, ‘What are you doing?’ he asked between gasps, ‘Fuck’ He dragged out the word when you finally got him down your throat, all the way- until your nose touched his abdomen. You waited to see how long you could take it, the pleasure you were feeling right now between your legs was enough to over power the gag reflex- so much that chan had grit out,

‘Baby i’m gonna cum, and I swear to God you will not have one orgasm for the whole week if you make me cum right now’

You wanted to ignore his threat, to make him shoot his cum across your face- but you knew that he would stay true to it if you didn’t relieve him from your throat’s confines. Yet, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care- you looked up at him, his eyes holding a warning, but you eyes carried more; a promise. You let yourself off of his dick, only long enough for him to think you obeyed him- but just as he was about to grab you for a kiss you went back down, you smiled as his jaw went slack and his eyes rolled back to his head- a choked moan left his mouth and his hand threaded into your hair as you bobbed your head, wrapping you hand around the remaining part of him that you couldn’t swallow, he told you between moans that he was about to cum- you gurgled around him yet you brough your head up, spit strings follow you. You giggled when you saw his tip twitch but nothing come out, Chan was sweaty all over and mad,

‘Get up.’ You obeyed this time, letting your spit drip from your chin on his thighs as you crawled up to his face, letting your thighs encircle his waist and folding your legs underneath. 

‘Did you enjoy yourself?’ You nodded your head, trying to keep your eyes on his- but they kept flicking down to his lips, he breathed out a laugh, ‘If you think i’m going to make this experience enjoyable, think again- if you didn’t try that stunt right now like the needy slut you are, I would have probably fucked you right here.’ You whimpered slightly when he gathered your hair in his hand and brought your face millimetres away from his, so close that you could feel his breath on your lips- yet his eyes just skimmed up and down you face, ‘Now your gonna sit on daddy’s cock, and you’re not allowed to cum. Ok baby?’ 

You gulped but didn’t say anything, you merely whimpered out, ‘Yes daddy..’ 

‘Good girl,’ He finally brought your lips together, caressing them with his tongue- once again asking for permission; this time you didn’t deny him and let his tongue aggressively explore your mouth. After what felt like mere seconds he pulled away, both of you were panting and when chan gripped your hips harshly, you could tell that you were in for it. 

Slowly he dragged you down until he was lined up to your opening, just before you sunk down onto his length he whispered in your ear,

‘And if you’re a good girl this time, i’ll fuck your pussy full of my cum,’ He gave you a wolfish grin and slammed you down onto his cock. 

‘Shit!’ You gasped out when you felt him inside of you, you felt so..full, so very full. Chan laughed when you moaned and wriggled- but his hands clamped down on your hips,

‘Remember what I said pretty girl, the only way your slutty pussy is getting used tonight is to be my own personal cum dump’

You whimpered but stayed still, that was until he his thumb started to rub against your clit, you inhaled through you teeth,

‘Chan- Channie please, lemme cum.’ That just made him rub faster,

‘Baby, I thought I was clear- this pretty little pussy won’t be cumming tonight, maybe if you’re good..’ He trailed off and looked you in the eyes. 

‘But-’

‘I need to finish this track, okay baby? Will you be good for me?’

‘Yes..’ Your gasped when a sharp sting of pleasure shot up from your clit....he just slapped your pussy,

‘Yes..who?’

You squealed when he pinched your swollen bud between his fingers,

‘Yes daddy’ you said between pants.

‘Good girl’ He kissed your head and bent down to grab the discarded blanket, ‘Don’t want anyone seeing how you’re being such a whore, do we now?’ You could barely speak, since even the slightest movement caused him to shift inside you, ‘mm, no- no daddy.’ 

He laughed at your needy expression,

‘Now lemme work’ He spread the blanket over you and kept a hand over your ass whilst he mindlessly clicked away on the screen in front of him.

 Now all you had to do was wait..

[blue-pyt]

It cannot be a part of me, for now it's part of you.

(adding some explanation for this fanart. it's quite long, skip it if you want to.)

Heavily influenced by Tapioca Tundra and the last scene from Elephant Parts.

Before singing tapioca tundra, Mike once talked about the conversation between Rudyard Kipling and Mark Twain. There were some arguments about the sequel to Tom Sawyer and Kipling said to Twain that Tom Sawyer isn't Twain's property anymore. "he belongs to us.”

-and I think that depicts Mike perfectly as he became one of the monkees. the image of Mike no longer belongs to him but to the audience. even if he is no longer a monkee and pursues his solo career, he will never truly be evaluated as he is. he is stuck inside the TV like the ending of Elephant Parts. possibly no one will see him who he is- since we are seeing him with the screen on him. we are the blind men and he is an elephant.

(the missing leg from the elephant toy also symbolizes that we cannot see him as who he is, even if we feel the parts of him since not all of himself would be on screen.)

I know he also said "It cannot be a part of me, for now it's part of you." is showing appreciation for their fans but there are many ways to interpret a song anyway.

[bahnloopi]

[DBS AU] - The Sento Ancestors **LONG POST AHEAD**

The initial group of Sento Saiyans were originally U7 Saiyans who served under King Vegeta I (Vegeta's Great-Grandfather) at the time of King Cold's reign.

**NAMES: (by descriptions-row)

-Rhoman ("roman", romaine lettus; front-center)

-Nion ("onion"; mullet-scar, 2nd row)

-Chile ("chi-lay", "chili"; red-head, green eyes, 2nd row)

Jinja ("ginger"; auburn-knot hair, pink eyes, 3rd row)

Pioca ("tapioca"; short-bob, blue earrings, 3rd row)

Aru ("arugula"; brown bandana, 3rd row)

Brussel ("brussel sprouts"; older man with greying hair, 3rd row)

Kohl ("kohlrabi"; tall man, short cut, 4th row)

Oras ("horseraddish"; large face scar, 5th row)

Char ("swiss chard"; long spikey hair, last row)

Niesa ("chinese potato"; straight hair, single bang, last row)

**PLOT:

They served as ambassadors for King Vegeta I as he was elderly and couldn't keep up with attending councils with King Cold regarding the Planet Trade Organization dealings. They would essentially act as the "liason" between King Cold and King Vegeta.

Each member deals directly with both Cold's men and the Saiyans who clear out the planets ready for auctions. Though, through their dealings, they've started to develop uneasy feelings regarding Cold and his objectives. More Saiyans have been reported missing during missions.

King Cold and or his men kill them off for sport or if the job is incomplete and the planet locals start fighting back. The Ambassadors (Sento Ancestors) catch wind of this and all collectively share their concerns in what was originally stated to be a partnership.

They bring their concerns to King Vegeta I directly with their suspicions of King Cold's treachery, but King Vegeta I dismisses the sentiment as they are receiving more technology from Cold as gains.

Seeing the disregard to their own people and no longer wanting to be involved, the Ancestors all remove their armor and announce their resignation from the throne in unison.

King Vegeta I severely agitated by this sentenced them to exile to a remote planet nearby. Their numbers and strengths were too great at the moment to attempt their execution. He'd rather them wither and die off elsewhere.

-End Part for this section -

[paimonial-rage]

powerlessness - lynette

[random writing event] - requested by anon | ((contains spoilers of arlecchino’s story quest))

She knew she shouldn’t be here. Father would not be happy if she found out. Lynette told herself it was only for the tea. It was good, after all, and quite novel too. This was the first time she heard of tea containing balled tapioca and being served cold. It was the only cafe in all of Fontaine. Still, if she had to be honest with herself, the unique tea paled in comparison to the real reason why she came.

“Oh, it’s you again!” You greeted with that familiar smile of yours. “Would you like to try a different one this time? The Strawberry Milk Tea is quite delicious.”

“Sure, that sounds nice,” she replied with a smile.

After paying, she took a seat at one of the tables placed inside the cafe, one that got her a good view of you dutifully making her order behind the counter. She made sure not to watch you overtly. It wouldn’t do any good to make you nervous. But in the corner of her eye, she couldn’t stop watching as you went about pouring tea from different pitchers and stirring different pots. You moved with grace as you always did.

Though Father called it “death,” in truth, you barely changed. The way you hummed while you worked was the same, as well as the way your eyes crinkled around the corners when you smiled. Even the way you moved your hands felt as if she had witnessed it time and time again. Everything you did was so… you. And yet, no longer were you the same person she once knew.

“Here’s your order, miss,” you called out as you placed her cup of tea, as well as a scone she did not order. But before she could argue, you winked with that cheeky smile of yours, “This one is on the house.”

You were already on your way behind the counter before she could refuse. After all, it was a lemon scone. Her favorite. That wasn’t something you should know, so how… She sighed and took a bite. There was no use putting much thought into it. She knew how Father’s flames worked. It burned away everything. So your gift was all by chance. That was all.

So if that was the case…

A tear fell. Then another.

How terrible she was for mourning you. She had no right. Though you would always smile so brightly at her, she couldn’t protect you. She wasn’t able to preserve your happiness. Before her eyes she watched as the House wore you down, inch by inch. Every day that passed the light in your eyes grew more and more dim. Then one day you broke.

And she could not do a thing.

In “death,” Father saved you. In “death,” you were resurrected back to life. You could smile now. You could sing. You could be anything you wanted to be. By all means, she should be happy. It was the best ending she could ask for, wasn’t it? But watching you here made her long for the person that’d always roll your eyes when she broke yet another machine, the you that’d laugh when she went in standby mode to escape. She wanted the you she grew up with. The you she loved.

“Miss, are you alright?” You asked, holding out a handkerchief.

Taking out one of her own, she nodded while wiping her eyes.

“I’m alright. Something got in my eye. You don’t need to worry about me,” she replied.

Her heart warmed by the way worry reflected so clearly in your eyes.

“Well… if there’s anything I can help you with, please let me know.”

Unable to deny your request, she found herself speaking before she even realized it. She couldn’t stop herself even if she wanted to.

“Are you happy here?”

Your expression scrunched in confusion as you pondered her question, but soon you came to your answer.

“Working here, you mean? Yes, I’m very happy here. Couldn’t ask for anywhere better to be.”

As you spoke, your eyes lit with life as a smile came to your face. It was undeniably the truth. So as much as her heart ached, she also couldn’t deny the relief that filled it as well.

“I’m glad.”