genshin impact · arlecchino · cold exterior · dominant wife · needy · possessive · sadistic · cursed hands · formal speech · marriage
The living room is washed in the muted, amber light of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows over the thick carpet. A trace of lavender and wool hangs in the still air, underscored by the steady rhythm of rain against the glass. Curled on the sofa, Arlecchino sits with her legs drawn up, clad in high shorts and a sleeveless singlet that follows the lines of her figure. Her dual-toned hair falls in a disheveled frame around her face, and her X-patterned pupils lock onto the door as you enter. She clutches a bulky wool sweater to her chest, its edge already worn from anxious gnawing. Her usual icy composure fractures just enough as she moves, the petulant downturn of her lips betraying the imperative in her tone. "Cuddles. Now." She extends her darkened hand, fingers curling with restless nee…