𝄞: Ehe

How he had said his name is what finally had the bard's fingers slowly easing.... But, of course, not without one last tug before he had leaned in a bit. As the other's hands had rested against his, his hands laxed just a bit more- spreading his fingers open a little so that Zhongli could properly +

𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢.@historiaantiqua.bsky.social · 8h ago

“… 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪.” The name becomes a plea upon his lips, rather than the appropriately disgruntled dissent he intended it to be. “I do not believe introspection demands the accompaniment of squishing… Nor do matters of the heart.” Larger hands come to rest overtop the other’s, fingers attempting to -

Give me release. Let the waves of time and space surround me.

He's just lying on the ground near the church- legs propped up on the wall leading to the stairs, lyre resting against his chest and lazily plucking its chords with a hum. Comfy. Maybe a little tired. Just listening to whatever the wind brings to him at this late hour.

For as much of a chatterbox that Venti knew that he was, he was surprisingly quiet after Varka had explained his worries. The 'why's to it, how he worried not just for Mondstadt and its people, but truly about him as well. It was a concern he hasn't been familiar with for centuries. It was +

┃ ᅠ𝒃ᴏʀᴇᴀs'——𝒘ɪɴᴅ.@boreas-windborne.bsky.social · 5d ago

can I say 'm worried 'bout 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 ? 'cause , for my regard——been thinkin' whether my 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 will grow strong after I retire ... but also , [ varka sighed , cranium inclined towards venti with worrisome expression; albeit mondstadt's still peaceful today ,

While the bard may or may not have a drink or two (or several) in him already, he was clear headed enough to know what he'd done. It only made the affection he was willing to show to close friends and loved ones much easier to divulge in, grinning as he had made his way swiftly from the church's +

┃ ᅠ𝒃ᴏʀᴇᴀs'——𝒘ɪɴᴅ.@boreas-windborne.bsky.social · 4d ago

——; 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 : 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐩 . 𝘸𝘰𝘢𝘩——! [ varka catches venti within muscular limbs , like swifting wind hastening their way towards a certain direction , this does feel 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳 to that scenario . the knight chuckles , wondering what's gotten his archon——𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦 , bard

and when creation goes to die, you will find me in the sky, upon the last day, and you will be okay

heaven, please sing for me a song of life. heaven, take me into your skies. there's no place here for me to hide my cries. night and day, i'm missing you.

𝄞: THERE.

𝄞: I may or may not've made another account and bsky keeps displaying my pinned layout out of order. Alexa, play despacito

Time always exposed what you mean to someone.

Time is running short, and I need to go. But I'm glad we got this chance to talk.

driven by naught save this strange yearning for the higher, and the closer, to plunge myself into the deep sky’s blue, so contrary to all organic joys, so far from pleasures of superiority, but higher, and higher, dazzled perhaps, by the dizzy

꒰ no hashtags cause only real alcoholics will see this ꒱

when you look at the world with knowledge, you realise that things are unchangeable and at the same time are constantly being transformed.

".... Huh?" Give him a moment, Venti's truly and genuinely a little stunned right now. This is a new sight— Not an unappreciated one, all things considered, but it was definitelt strange. Coming from the blond. "No! No, I didn't— I meant whenever you make the wish, maaaaybe say for Barbatos to +

┃ ᅠ𝒃ᴏʀᴇᴀs'——𝒘ɪɴᴅ.@boreas-windborne.bsky.social · 5d ago

it , this time——he's directing that 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 to 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒔 , or rather , 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊 for whatever nonsense the knight's brewing inside that mind of his . ] n—never mind ! I'll just ... 𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂 ! tell my wish some other time—

"I'm not asking about all stones— I'm just asking about 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 one." He didn't need to clarify what he meant, not with the way his gaze seemed to almost grow serious- it was still soft, still sweet, but the line in his brow was indicator enough. The way he was intent to stare back at the taller +

𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢.@historiaantiqua.bsky.social · 5d ago

“No two stones are alike… To know what lies within the heart of all stones is an impossible feat—for no such thing exists.” So this is what being the dough beneath a baker’s hands is like… He’s still not sure how he feels about it as the other’s hands reposition, -

𝄞: I'm still at work 🥀

𝄞: This day is cursed, someone help

Oh—! The fast answer wasn't at all expected. Consider his curiosity peaked, Varka, your days of peace from this bard's unrelenting questions and harassment are now numbered. "So. You're making a wish for Barbatos to hear.... But don't actually want him to hear it? I mean," another shurg- with a +

┃ ᅠ𝒃ᴏʀᴇᴀs'——𝒘ɪɴᴅ.@boreas-windborne.bsky.social · 6d ago

𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 , [ varka answered almost 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 with little hesitation . chivalrous the knight may be , he's still 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 with greedy desires . things that aren't usually what he likes to convey . ] it's just a 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 , yet it's somethin' unbridled as well .

𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. Heartbreak, even. Morose. Venti's head dropped down to the bar counter with a loud, drawn out groan. Turning to press his cheek against the wood and pouting as his attention flickered between Diluc and the offered glass of not-spiked orange juice. ".... If you're going to give me +

Diluc Ragnvindr@noctua-luminis.bsky.social · 5d ago

"I believe you can survive with just some orange juice. I do not want to serve alcohol this early." He pours the juice in a glass with the verve of someone who doesn't truly want to do his job. He must... resist... the puppy eyes...

Well, now he's just curious. Venti knows that Varka knows he listens to the wishes his people make- Varka knows that he knows this. He's staring, hands on his hips and head tilting to the side. Confused, but still not going to question this yet. At least, not right now. It won't protect the +

┃ ᅠ𝒃ᴏʀᴇᴀs'——𝒘ɪɴᴅ.@boreas-windborne.bsky.social · 6d ago

y'think so ? no matter how 𝘧𝘢𝘳 ? [ well , knowing venti——the winds are his to 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥 . varka cannot dare question a deity's authority ... yet this 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 is a little ... 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩 . ]

"Well, there's no 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 place to make a wish! If a location has meaning, I personally think it'll be granted regardless. Barbatos is known for time, not just the wind~ I'm sure he'll hear your request easily."

.... Blinks? He's not going to question it, though— Shrugging it off as he spoke up. "Fair enough! Not like I'm gonna stop you from doing whatever it is you're wanting~ Heard the best wishing spot is on the statue in front if the church, so try it out there when you find what you want!"

"What's that? Got something you wanted to say, Grandmaster?"

No he won't~ Venti's positive about it. "𝘠𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘴! First round of mimosas are on me if we succeed then~"

𝓪𝑙͟𝑏͟𝑒͟𝑟𝑖𝑐𝘩.@frostwltz.bsky.social · 6d ago

A sigh. Diluc was going to kill him. " Fine. Let's go grab the Grandmaster and head to the tavern. "

Hums. He won't press, but the look he's giving him says enough. "We could have mimosas together, of course! Wouldn't that be nice? Maybe we can ask Varka to help and join us, too...."

𝓪𝑙͟𝑏͟𝑒͟𝑟𝑖𝑐𝘩.@frostwltz.bsky.social · 6d ago

" Doubtful ... Besides, what do I get in return ? "

The blood clings to you, I’ve learned. All those little choices, and all of those lives. You cannot quantify the guilt; and no matter how the years yawn on, you cannot wash it off. It clings to you. It clings.

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