#it would've been neat to see little words written inside! ;)

[britishchick09]

clarissa received a letter... with nothing written on it! ;)

[lunaetis]

@tragidies asked :

there's a letter for eula when she arrives at the favonius headquarters, marked only with her name and the seal of the yashiro commission were one to look close enough. the letter, in perfectly neat handwriting, reads:

my dearest eula,

spring has just come to mondstadt, hasn't it ?? the temperatures in inazuma are rising as well, enough that the sakura trees might be in bloom in time for the spring festival season. the sakura trees in full bloom is a lovely sight, but not so lovely as your smiling face. wish that i could steal you away to show it to you, but festival season keeps us busier than ever. i hope this letter is enough to make you smile, at least until we meet again.

with all my love, kamisato ayato

attached to the letter is a few pressed sakura blossoms, carefully preserved against the stationary.

unprompted. || always accepting

─「エウルア」─  upon her returning from the most recent MISSION, checking into the ordo favonius headquarter to deliver her report, the lawrence heir was immediately greeted by a single letter placed upon the desk of her room. there was NO ADDRESS, only the elegant writing of her name and a specific seal that set her heart pounding like nothing else.

                gloved digits carefully unfolded the letter, just the sight of his handwriting was enough to have dual-colored hues mellow incredibly so. the EXHAUSTION and any little injuries she might attain from the expedition itself instantly vanished. it was as if she could hear the sound of his voice so close to her ears as she read it. the words, written so tenderly that affection was dripping from every letters inked into the paper itself. the SPINDRIFT KNIGHT felt the ice inside her heart simply melted away.

                the sight of him among the falling sakura petals would've been like a scene straight out of a painting, she was sure.

                the SAKURA BLOSSOMS attached to the letter had those dual-colored hues light up almost excitedly, almost like a child seeing something cute and beautiful. fingertips picked them up and held it against the warm sunlight, watching the translucent petals almost glimmered with the light itself.

                " so beautiful. " her heart was skipping a beat, not just from the gifts but from the way it was BEATING SO LOUD in that sense of yearn towards the person who wrote the letter, towards someone who was her her heart and soul. they both had their own responsibilities to handle, but that wouldn't stop either of them from having their hearts connected through letters and words exchanged.

                she wanted to see him.

                quietly, she brought one of them to her lips, a tender peck pressed to the item and eyes closed, hearing the sound of her HEARTBEAT echoing in her ears. for now, this would have to do, until they would see each other again.

[throwawaywhumper]

Write me a Novel Challenge: Silence is Golden

Day 3: tied up/concussion/darkness

Day 4: hostility/locked away/doused

Content: Creepy Whumper, Whumper with Powers, Mention of pills

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"Lucky, lucky, lucky..."

The words echoed in their head, the last words he remembered hearing from Sebastian before he passed out in the backseat of some car. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and groaning. His head was throbbing but he felt...warm? Comfortable, even. He looked around to his surprise to find he had been laid in bed, a nice, cushy bed. Probably more comfortable than anything he had at home, it would be so little effort to just fall back asleep...no. No he needed to stay awake, needed to be aware of his surroundings.

He wasn't sure if he was expecting a dungeon, a prison cell or some sort of bunker, but definitely not this. The room was nicely decorated, dark red walls and furniture placed about with a dark oak finish. It almost reminded of him of a chocolate bar, dark chocolate with raspberry filling...no. Now was not the time to get distracted. Most importantly, he saw a door. A door that sat slightly ajar, just enough for light to spill in from the hallway. A way out?

Whumpee threw off the covers on his bed, prepared to get up and take off only to notice a metal cuff locked firmly around his ankle. He groaned, following the chain with his eyes to the foot of the bed. He tugged at it experimentally, but it was no use. Not like it mattered, there was no way getting out of here would be that easy. He looked to his side, hoping for a key or a tool, anything only to find something unexpected by his bedside. Sitting on the nightstand, a vase with a bouquet of red and white roses, a little stuffed pig, a small opaque bottle with a white cap, and a little card with the word Lucky written in neat cursive on the front.

"Lucky, huh?" Whumpee mumbled to themself, reaching over and opening the card. The handwriting on the inside was just as neat as the outside, he would've thought it was typed had it not been for the fanciful calligraphy used to sign the end.

"Dear Lucky, I hope you enjoy the accommodations you've been provided. If you're reading this, you've woken and I can imagine you're quite confused. A few things to note: the small, rotund fellow on the nightstand is all yours. You may find it comforting to hold him at night, he's quite delightful. Another recommendation for your nighttime activities, lies in that bottle. I strongly recommend taking one of those pills each night before you go to sleep. When you run out, they will be refilled. Upon your waking, I will be notified and I will come to see you at my earliest convenience and clear up many questions that you may have.

See you soon! - Sebastian"

"What a load of shit..." Lucky mumbled, tossing the card off to the side. As it fluttered to the ground, he caught a glance of movement out of the corner of his eye, just outside the door. Was he being watched?

"Hey! Hey asshole, get back here!!" Lucky called out. In a fit of passion, he tried to run towards the door only to fall flat on his face. He felt his ankle twist at an uncomfortable ankle, wrenching a cry from his lips.

"Well if I had known you liked the floor more than the bed, I'd have gotten you a futon or something." That same voice from before, from last night at the theater, came from the other side of the door, now pushing his way in with a playful grin.

Lucky rolled their body, trying to catch a glimpse of their captor but only succeeded in agitating their ankle further. "Fuck! Fuck...and fuck you too, actually." He grumbled.

"No need to be so hostile. Here, let me help." Sebastian rolled his eyes, strolling over and pulling Lucky back onto the bed, ignoring their flailing arms and attempts to fight them back. "You've barely just got here and you've already hurt yourself, not a great start."

"I don't need your help." Lucky shifted as far away from them as he could, but found he couldn't move very far as the man had now taken a seat on the edge of the bed. "What I need, is for you to let me go from wherever the hell we are. Now."

"Actually, you're going to be relying on me for a lot of things. So if you would just be quiet for a second and let me explain-"

"I'm not going to be relying on you for shit!" Lucky interrupted. "I want my phone back, I want to be driven back to the theater, and I want-mmf?!?"

Sebastian lashed out, covering his mouth with a gloved hand and smacking his head hard back against the headrest. "I said, be quiet. If you can't figure it out on your own, then I guess I'll help you."

Lucky struggled under their grip, trying to pull their grasp away, but it was no use. He felt something slither between his lips amidst his struggle and, to his surprise, Sebastian suddenly let go.

"You fucking freak, what's wrong with you??" Lucky yelled.

Or rather, that's what he would've yelled.

He found his tongue stilled in his mouth, despite his efforts to speak. Hell, his mouth wouldn't even open. What the hell did he do? Lucky glared, with as much anger as he could muster, but Sebastian only smiled.

"That is much, much better." Sebastian hummed, "Gives us a moment to chat properly now, hm? There's a lot to discuss."

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