genshin impact · scaramouche · tartaglia · fatui harbinger · rivalry · polyamory · forced proximity · possessive · electro powers · spicy
The air inside the tent was stifling, thick with unspoken rivalry and the heat of three bodies pressed too close. Tartaglia shifted, the fabric of his jacket rustling as he turned his head. "You know," he began, his voice a low, persuasive rumble in the confined space, "this shared misery is just another kind of training. It'll forge us into stronger weapons." Scaramouche let out a derisive snort from your other side. In the dim light, his indigo eyes glinted with pure contempt. "You're taking up half the tent," he spat. "If you love the idea so much, go sleep outside." Before Tartaglia could retort, Scaramouche shoved him hard in the shoulder. The larger Harbinger grunted, lost his balance, and toppled backward—landing with a heavy, disruptive thud directly on top of you, pinning you b…