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vnsightly · 3 years
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( balsa. )
         Your constant rambles ranged from how magnetism works with electricity in both a scientific and mathematical understanding to your current projects (ones that you can remember anyways). Currently you were trying to explain Gauss’ Law in more layman’s terms… only to be interrupted by the other. 
        “Ahah,” you laugh out of embarrassment. Really, you should be more conscientious of where you’re going with that mouth of yours. Perhaps at any hint that a scholar of sorts (or perhaps any talented folk), you can’t help but become excited.  Internally bottling up that excitement was a sure way to have it explode wide open at some point.
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“I apologize. Got a bad habit with that. What are you sketching anyhow?”
        Perhaps a topic change would be for the best. You tilt your head at the other, even trying to peek over to see the work in question…
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ normally background noise was something that edgar would welcome, something to keep his mind from wandering too far, but the voice coming from the inventor was far too loud for his liking - despite it only being a slight muttering. even the slightest noise was enough to grate against his ears. on days such as this, everything seemed loud, and the painter could never quite shut it off enough to concentrate. luca only earned a small hum in response to his apology, one that was enough to acknowledge that he was listening, but also didn't show much of an interest in the actual words he'd spoken. his eyes rested on the canvas, paintbrush resting between his fingers as he tapped it against the palette. the words that followed caused edgar to stir, realise that he should be painting and not just staring at a blank canvas like he had been doing for the last few minutes. he cleared his throat to speak once more, though made no attempt in looking over at luca, though he could feel him gazing in his direction. " the manor is . . . horrendously imperfect. however, i've always found that 'perfection' is never quite as beautiful on a canvas as others are led to believe. sceneries that boast their flaws are far more interesting to paint than those that don't show any. " while he would have preferred silence over idle conversation, he couldn't quite find it in himself to scold him a second time. he would humour him, if only for a small while.
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vnsightly · 3 years
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will i actually get to S badge this season . . . . . also hi im still alive
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ ❛  as much as i'd love to hear you go on and on about. . . whatever it is you're rambling about, balsa, ❜ he'd heard the prisoner drone on and on far too long with little to no understanding of what he was actually trying to discuss. while he would have been completely fine with him muttering nonsense under his breath about. . . god knows what, the painter was trying his best to concentrate. whether he was actually following through with the work that he'd planned on doing was another question entirely. a sigh escaped his lips, meeting the man's gaze, the pencil he was using to sketch spinning rather gracefully between his fingers. usually he would have simply got on with it, but the background noise was becoming far too much to him to bear, and he was losing the little concentration he had left. ❛  i'm trying to work, please keep your ramblings to a minimum.  ❜
@eximprsnd ♥'d
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vnsightly · 3 years
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ revolting. that's the only word that could possibly describe the sensation of climbing out of that god forsaken coffin the embalmer brought with him in matches. it was only when he'd caught his breath in his throat that he realised he was still alive and breathing - he wasn't entirely sure whether it was a blessing or a curse. a sense of embarrassment overwhelmed him as he was greeted by the sight of the embalmer at the exit gate. while he knew that this strategy was a more than valid one, he would have preferred to reach the end goal by himself. his head throbbed far too much to argue, though, and as he gained his footing once more, he began to stumble his way over to the other survivor, one hand holding his head as he did so. ❛  i can see these things of yours are built for function over comfort. ❜ a frown, as he stood a comfortable distance inside the exit gate, using what little time he had to brush down his outfit. being thrown into the dirt by the hunters was not something he took much pride in, but at least he could look somewhat presentable as he crossed the threshold back to the manor. ❛  well? what are you waiting for, let's get a move on before that dunce of a hunter realises we're over here. ❜
@embxllmer ♥'d
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vnsightly · 3 years
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ it were times like this he wished he'd paid attention in those swordsmanship classes. being ambushed by a bunch of hilichurls was not on his agenda for the day, he'd simply wished to travel from one town to another in peace, without the need to pull out the sword that barely got any use as it was. mondstadt was seemingly full of the vile creatures now, more so after the attack from stormterror. part of him was glad that he had been out of town the day the dragon swooped overhead. he was expecting to have to pull out his sword and fight, however the situation was cut short by a knight in shining armour - thought edgar wouldn't ever be caught dead describing them as such. clearly more experienced in combat, edgar could only watch on as they took down the enemies in front of them. did he really look that helpless . . .
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❛  . . . i could have taken them on myself, you know. i had the situation under control. ❜
@convivxncia ♥'d
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vnsightly · 3 years
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ ❛  oh, please. you don't seriously think i'd be that stupid, do you?  ❜ a pause. he knew that going for the rescue knowing that the three of them could secure a win was undeniably idiotic, and yet with the painting he had spare, he could have just as easily secured a four-man win. granted, he would have to rely on the other survivor to kite all the way to the open exit gate to do so, and he wasn't entirely sure he trusted anyone in the manor to pull off a stunt like that, especially at the risk of him going down too. ❛  why would i sacrifice my own ass to save someone who couldn't kite you for more than thirty seconds?  ❜
@obscvrae ♥'d
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vnsightly · 3 years
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OK SUCKERS !! give this post a good ol' ♥ for a short ( ish ) starter !!
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OK SUCKERS !! give this post a good ol' ♥ for a short ( ish ) starter !!
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vnsightly · 3 years
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDDIE!!!!
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vnsightly · 3 years
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Frustrated Friends Starters
“Stop being so fucking stubborn and let me help!”
“You can’t help me out with this one, I’m sorry.”
“Hate me afterwards, for now just shut up and let me help.”
“I don’t… who am I kidding… fine, go ahead.”
“Why wouldn’t I be here for you, you idiot?”
“Not that bad huh? Say that to me without flinching.”
“I’m not getting it because you won’t let me!”
“We’ve known each other for how long and you still don’t trust me?”
“I know it’s you but… I just… I don’t know.”
“I’m going to take care of this- no! No don’t you even start.”
“Yeah yeah, complain now, you’ll thank me later.”
“Here, take this. No you don’t need to apologize, I get it.”
“Congrats, you have me pinned and now have my attention.”
“I see your point, okay? I get it, I’m a moron.”
“Well this is where we got to, so now what?”
“I blame you, and I don’t care how little sense that makes, this is your fault.”
“Can I just be irrational and vent my nonsensical frustrations out without you trying to logic a sense of calm into me?”
“You’re tired. You’re grumpy. You need a break.”
“This by far has to be one of the ideas that falls under ridiculous and stupid, but yet I’m here helping you anyway.”
“You wanna… you want to- yep you want to rant okay.”
“So someone is clearly out of fucks…”
“Give me five minutes to change your mind.”
“What is it gonna take for you to come down from there?!”
“This plan is stupid. You’re insane. Yet here I am.”
“No no no no no you aren’t going anywhere like that without me.”
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vnsightly · 3 years
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narvvhal​:
 Rarely did he indulge in strolls outside the harbor for any scenery viewing without real reason, yet for this once he’d taken the liberties to go on a walk for his evening training, already stretching his arms over his head while he monitored around for some target to shoot or to fight. He was bored of hitting dummies and air—he wanted some action.
 A view in the distance caught his eye: a group of treasure hoarders seemingly enjoying a meal under the shade of some trees, strangely peaceful considering their usual behaviors. He stopped on his steps to observe them with the hunger of a predator, already making up a grand entrance in his mind. He wanted to startled them alright, enough to drive them into a frenzy out of fright. It was better than nothing—
 —Oh? A voice called from behind, and he turned over to find that there was someone right there. Their glare and features seemed annoyed, and judging by the canvas settled in front of them, he had to be the one at fault. He chuckled, and turned around.
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 “In the way? On the contrary, perhaps I could help you bring your art some liveliness. I don’t like staying still, though. I’m warning you now!” His innocent grin isn’t really that innocent. Though he guessed the other deserved it, for ruining his plans to dive into a fight.
⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ it was odd that someone would appear in edgar’s line of sight and grant the painter with curiosity. a fire in the stranger’s eyes and yet . . . they were so dull, devoid of the life that most others would have fought for.  the scene that he was so rudely interrupting upon happened to be the scene that he was painting, though the sight in front of him was so undeniably boring that he’d gotten tired of looking at it not long after he’d picked up his paintbrush.  despite him thinking that a little rough-housing would make for a more interesting piece, he wasn’t going to allow the man to just upstage his scene so willingly. he was right, though, and edgar didn’t want to admit that. he was more frustrated at the fact that he would interrupt his piece with no thought to the creative process at all. truly, this man did not have any respect for the arts.
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❛  tsk. you think i’d allow you to interrupt? you’re as stupid at you look. go find some other thieves to bully. ❜ this man was testing the painter’s patience ( or what little he had left of it ). crossing his arms over his chest, he pressed his weight onto one side, leaning on it as he tapped his foot against the floor. while he was rather opposed to violence himself, he wouldn’t hesitate to use the vision granted to him to keep this man from interrupting his work.  ❛  can’t you see you’re not needed here? scram.  ❜
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vnsightly · 3 years
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i get to keep my c badge for another week...... hallelujah
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ wrong. it was all wrong. the brushstrokes that decorated the canvas all seemed to line up in a way that made it look undoubtedly ugly, compared to the scenery he was trying to recreate. the lines were distorted; corrupt, and completely devoid of the colour that was clearly surrounding him. his paintbrush found its way between his teeth, grinding them against the wood as he examined his work carefully. had he the patience, he would have painted over it in pure white; started anew. he, however, did not have the patience, and would instead continue to paint until he grew undeniably frustrated with the fact that his paintings were not turning out as he imagined them to. it wasn't until he turned again to shift his attention from the canvas to the scenery he was trying to recreate that he noticed the man stood directly in the middle of the sunrise. edgar scoffed, lowering the paintbrush from his mouth and sending a glare to the taller being. ❛  you're in the way.  ❜
@narvvhal ♥'d
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vnsightly · 3 years
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confronting   sentence   prompts .     (   adjust    however    to    your   personal   liking .  )
❛       did   you    just    lie     to     her/him/them?      ❜
❛       you    lied    about    it,      didn’t    you?       ❜
❛       did     you     sleep     with     him/her/them?     ❜
❛       did    you     tell     our     enemy     about    us    working    together?      ❜
❛       why    did    you    save   me?       ❜
❛       why    did    you     really    come    back?      ❜
❛       tell    me    why     you     did    it!      ❜
❛       why     did     you     say    that     about   me?      ❜
❛       did     you    really    say    all    that    stuff    about    me?     ❜
❛       do    you    have     feelings    for   me?      ❜
❛       did    you    miss    me    at    all?       ❜
❛        why    did     you     do     that     to     us  …     to    me?     ❜
❛        why    didn’t     you     tell     me     sooner?      ❜
❛        how     long     have    you     known?       ❜
❛        did    you    do     it?       did     you    kill    him/her/them?      ❜
❛       did    you    go    behind   my    back    and    find     information    out     on    me?    ❜
❛        how     did    you     find    out?      ❜
❛        what    other     secrets    are    you    keeping    from   me?      ❜
❛        you    don’t     trust    me,      do    you?       ❜
❛        why    did    you    leave?       ❜
❛        why     can’t     i     come    with    you?      ❜
❛       did    you    love     her/him/them?      ❜
❛       who    told    you    about     this?       ❜
❛       why    would    you    let    me    find    out    from    someone   else?     ❜
❛       why     won’t     you     make    a     move?       ❜
❛       are    you     telling    people    about    us?      ❜
❛       have    you    ever    told    me    one    truth?       ❜
❛       do    you    plan    to    pretend    like    nothing    happened?      ❜
❛        what    are    we?      ❜
❛       what    are    you?       ❜
❛       who    do    you    think    you    are?      ❜
❛       why    not     just     tell    the    truth?      ❜
❛       do    you    ever    …     think    of    me?        ❜
❛       what    do    you    want    from    me?       ❜
❛       are    we    team   mates    now?      ❜
❛        how    long    do    you    think    that    will     last?      ❜
❛        did    you    do    it?      ❜
❛       did     you     think    i     wouldn’t    find   out?      ❜
❛       was    you    ever    planning    on    telling    me?      ❜
❛       is    that    how    you    really    feel?      ❜
❛       i    overheard    your     conversation   ….       ❜
❛       so,     you     aren’t     coming    back?      ❜
❛       when    did    it     happen?     how?       ❜
❛        was    it    fast?       did    they/she/he     suffer?      ❜
❛       how     come    i     didn’t    know     about    any    of      this?      ❜
❛        i    overheard    my    name    in     your    conversation  …      ❜
❛        how    long    have    you     been    playing    both    sides?      ❜
❛        how     did     this    come    to     be?      ❜
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vnsightly · 3 years
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OK SUCKERS !! give this post a good ol' ♥ for a short ( ish ) starter !!
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⋆.ೃ࿔ ━━ a wealthy family whose son is blessed with a dendro vision. his art is known throughout mondstadt, and he has received far too much praise for his own good due to his natural talent for capturing the beauty of the world. however, his knowledge of the world is small, and he only perceives what he believes is necessary to him. he is unable to see past his own point of view, and doesn't take very well to others trying to change his mind once it's already been set.
the constant praise and admiration surrounding him only made him numb to it, made him believe that they would only tell him these things in an attempt to draw more out of him. of course, he was partly right. this alone was enough for him to realise that people were nothing but liars; that they would do anything to stare at something remotely pretty if given the chance to. how ugly of them . . . it was during the later stages of his art block that he was gifted with the vision from the dendro archon; the archon handing it to him in the hopes that he would in turn, learn more about the world around him && open his mind up to the possibility that perhaps his views are not the only ones that should be taken into account. his sheltered lifestyle was turned upside down in an instant, and of course edgar took the opportunity to seek more creative pathways, find a way out of his artblock and remember that the world was ( and still is ) a beautiful thing to behold. edgar has the ability to bend vines and roots at will, keeping those that come into contact with them firmly in place, unable to move until the roots loosen their hold around their ankles. he uses his abilities more defensively than he does offensively, and would rather avoid combat where possible. of course, his father's swordsmanship classes had come in handy, not that he ever paid much attention in them. saying his goodbyes to his father, maple & her fianceé shezo, he set off on his adventure to rediscover the beauty of the world once more, one that was long since corrupted by the horrors that humans had brought upon it. perhaps there is more to learn than he'd originally anticipated . . .
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my friends are so dumb bandage emoji
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