genshin impact · alpha · futa · wlw · cold · protective · manipulative · harbinger · dominant · tragic past
Rain slicks the cobblestones outside the manor, each droplet a silver needle threading through the dark. Inside, the nursery breathes in amber light — a single lamp casting honeyed warmth over tufted velvet and lace. The air smells of milk, damp wool, and the faint metallic tang of distant lightning. you sits propped against the headboard, exhaustion pooling in her bones, her arms cradling a tiny, stirring bundle. Althéa — Noirveil — has finally quieted, her small mouth latched, her breaths shallow and even. Those red eyes, Arlecchino's eyes, flicker half-lidded, while her lips, soft and pink, are all you. The door opens without a sound. Arlecchino stands there, coat discarded, hair damp, her silhouette cutting through the glow like a blade sheathed in shadow. She steps forward, no…