Drunkenly Sneaking Back Into The Kamisato Estate Is More Difficult Than You Thought It Would Be. The

𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

ft! kei tsukishima , ryuunosuke tanaka , rintarou suna , && kiyoko shimizu ! 

˗ˏˋ aka : how they say i love you.  ˎˊ˗  

⋰˚☆ KEI TSUKISHIMA !

━━━━ the way he speaks to you in a softer tone than he has for anyone else; ruffling your head when you make a joke; sending links to playlists he made for you, and only you, at midnight; helping you study; saying that you’re his idiot; reading to you in his room as you head rests on his chest.

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i was just continuing the fics in my drafts when a thought hit me:

might i propose dadbod!luc? 👁👁

like imagine he decides to settle down after mondstadt becomes safer or whatever and he lets go of his rigorous training a lil… so now he’s a big pudgy teddy bear sniwnwkdjf he’s still fit of course, the guy still works out, but there’s more to cuddle than just a brick of solid muscle

imagine how nice cuddling with him would be 😭 so warm and so safe in his burly arms i’m crying

he’s big, always has been big, but now he’s big and extra cuddly and snuggly and squishy and—

i’d like to think he becomes more domestic, too. like helping you around the winery with mundane chores. or, perhaps, he decides to buy your own cosy little cottage just for the two of you?

i’m rambling i’m soft i’m soft for domesticity i am: sorry nfosbwbjdnf

(maybe i’ll expand more on this idea in the future)

❝ THE WOMAN YOU WISHED TO BE ❞

↳ ft. GUIZHONG, ZHONGLI

「 GN! Reader, Angst to Fluff, Non-SAGAU 」

A/N﹕There honestly needs to be more actual Guizhong x Reader content. So, why not make some myself? Also, she may or may not be OOC-

ㅤYou were … disappointed. Disappointed in Zhongli. But you couldn’t bring yourself to just leave him … You wanted to, a lot actually, but for some reason you stuck to his side. And for what? To be called another name, that’s what.

ㅤIt felt like … he didn’t see you. He saw you as another woman. A woman that passed long ago, he saw through you. You’ve always wondered if you actually meant something to the consultant or if you were just “Guizhong” to him.

ㅤHe’s called you a name that don’t belong to you so many times, at this point you wonder why you even try to argue about it. It doesn’t change anything, no matter how many times you’ve confronted him about it, no matter how many times you’ve told him that isn’t your name.

ㅤYou hate the fact he was always so calm about it too, even if you confronted him, even during the arguments, even if he knew what he called you. You despised him. But your body can’t bring you to just separate from him. No matter how hard you try, you always just end up in another argument with him again.

ㅤYou wanted him to see you as your own person.

“But that won’t happen any time soon now, would it …”

ㅤSitting in a field of glaze lilies, you both hated and admired the said flower because it reminded you of who you are not, but it was so pretty and it meant something to you. You were beyond upset. You fled after another argument, too mad at Zhongli to shed any tears at this point.

ㅤYou glance at the field you were in, admiring the lovely design of the flowers. You hum some sort of song, picking a glaze lily up – endeared by its full bloom. You’ve always adored the charming blossoms, ever since you were a young child you’ve always wanted a whole garden of them. You exaggerated it a bit before but you still do have the same desire.

ㅤYou knew that Zhongli isn’t meant for you, you deserve better. You know that you were a fool to fall for him, his loving and charming exterior tricking you into being called another woman’s name for who knows how long. Speaking of …

“I feel sorry for you, darling.”

ㅤA voice startles you, a voice that feels like belongs to someone you’ve heard of. Especially someone that you’ve been mistaken as. You flinch when the said person sits next to you in the field, quite close in fact. You feel your face heat up, you try to – y’know, get your body to not do that when the person that you’re supposed to hate is right next to you.

ㅤAs Guizhong picks up the flowers, you look away in an attempt to hide your flushed face. You look back at the woman. She gives you a small smile, handing you a glaze lily – one that’s especially endearing. You hold the glaze lily dearly, so gentle, such a delicate touch.

“It’s for you, a sorry gift after how Rex Lapis has been treating you lately.”

“Wait wait wait, you knew all this time?”

ㅤYou look at her with a surprised expression. She chuckles and nods, explaining how she’s been watching over you, feeling pity from how many times her name has been called from the former Geo Archon directed to you. Someone that doesn’t deserve to be named one that you don’t own.

ㅤYou laugh and sigh, looking down at your knees. Guizhong takes notice and tries to comfort you, an idea popping up in her mind. She glances at the field before making a flower crown made of glaze lilies and silk flowers, fitting it on your head.

ㅤYou look above, putting your hand on your head, gasping softly as you feel your cheeks heat up again. You smile at the woman, scooting a bit closer to lean your head on her shoulder as you feel your eyelids become heavy.

ㅤShe giggles, placing a soft kiss on your forehead as she decorates your hair with glaze lilies, whispering soothing words to your ear. As your mind clouds with sleepiness and your vision goes blurry in a haze, you hear her voice before you fall into slumber.

“I will stay by your side until dust, dearest.”

SAYING SOMETHING OUT LOUD. multi

it's been on my mind quite a while. ( or, genshin characters + accidental confessions when they think you don't hear them.)

ft. diluc, kaeya, albedo, childe, xiao, kazuha x genderneutral reader

warnings : fluff, slight angst, blushy blushy, me bullying kazuha but its affectionate !1! i wrote this at 2 am editing tomorrow :]

DILUC RAGNVINDR. noctua

"i want to marry you someday." are the words he mutters when all he can do is stare at you, when he thinks you aren't looking. where diluc ragnvindr's entire mind goes blank — not a thought behind those pretty, red eyes besides 'oh god oh fuck' when you eventually catch him. diluc doesn't want you to know about all the ugly sides of him, about how rough he is around the edges. he doesn't want you to get caught up with him—he can't let the fire burn you like it has burnt everything else in his life.

he coughs, and refuses to acknowledge it ever happened despite your countless jabs to get him to say something—to say anything. it's quiet and diluc wants so badly to pretend it never happened, to pretend he never said anything because he doesn't want to ruin it—to lose you too. you huff slightly in frustration, and diluc resists the urge to laugh despite the situation he's put himself in. it's strange how you can make him smile even when it feels his mind is crumbling.

the silence settles and diluc can feel the anxiety ripple through his body as he steals a glance in your direction. just as he can get ready to apologize, your finger pulls his hand into yours. "we don't—we don't need to get married now, but in the future ... will you marry me?"

KAEYA ALBERICH. pavo ocellus

"i don't know if i love you yet, but if this isn't love then i don't know what is." are the words he whispers into your hair, on nights where he thinks you're asleep. where kaeya alberich is at the breaking point, teetering on the line between loving you and keeping you out.

on nights where all he wants is to say i love you without the fear of you understanding. the fear of you loving him because how can you love someone you don't really know? how can you love him if even he doesn't know who he is? you're a breath of relief to him and kaeya wants nothing more than to be able to breathe without guilt. his fingers rake through your hair, and kaeya knows—he knows he doesn't deserve to have you in his arms like this, but he can't help but be selfish when it comes to you.

you turn your head, your face only inches away from his, before kissing the tip of his nose and holding him tighter. it's there that kaeya finally let's himself close his eyes. there's so much you want to say, but for now, it'll have to wait till morning, when he can be completely sure you know what you're saying when you say you love him.

ALBEDO. princeps cretaceous

"you're my muse." are the words he replies with, nonchalantly when you ask why you have to sit still, instead of working like jean had told you to. on the days where he finds himself unconsciously writing your name in his notes, sketching your face in the margins. albedo doesn't even realize he's said it, he doesn't realize how the words affect you until he looks up from his sketch book to find you staring at him in surprise.

albedo doesn't understand love, he hasn't even fully grasped the idea of it, but it's obvious to everyone with the subtle reminders to take care of yourself because albedo doesn't know how to express his feelings any other way. "is something wrong?" he asks, concern laced into his tone before you shake your head, a smile growing on your face. "muse? did you mean that?" and his mind blanks, before the realization hits him.

"ah i didn't—well, i did mean that, but it doesn't need to mean anything if you don't want it to." he says in a panic, even if it's not obvious to most. his voice trails off before he finally exhales. you laugh, crouching infront of his sitting figure before pushing the bangs out of his face. his gaze remains focused on you the entire time, an eyebrow raised. his eyes widen, before muttering a quick "oh." against your lips. albedo doesn't understand love, but he thinks he can try if it's for you.

CHILDE. monoceros caeli

"i don't care about the fatui—about work, about my reputation, just—tell me to stay, tell me to come home and ill come home as long as it's you." are the words he whispers the night before he has to leave, again. childe knows he has to—it's his job, his responsibility as a harbinger, but when he sees his family, when he sees you, he can't help but feel like throwing it all away.

on nights where he can't let you go, his siblings having to physically pry him off to eat breakfast, on nights where he thinks if he doesn't hold you now he won't remember what your hugs feel like. childe doesn't cry—he doesn't want to cry in front of you, in front of his siblings because he's supposed to be strong, but he can't stop it when you make him weak.

he buries his face into your neck, promising to give you anything, despite him being the only thing you want. childe interlocks your pinkies, he promises a future. one where he won't have to worry about not being there to kiss you goodnight, but for now, you can only whisper your declarations of love till the brink of dawn. "i promise, ill be here when you come back, ajax."

XIAO. alatus nemeseos

"till the day i die—im not going anywhere, not without you." in response to a question you'd asked him earlier that day, one he was too afraid to answer. "are you leaving?" you asked, rubbing the tiredness from you eyes, strands of hair sticking out as you watch him from the bed. he knows—xiao knows that's not what you meant, not in that context, but the question struck enough fear in his heart that he had left without warning.

you lie asleep on his shoulder and xiao wonders if he ever really will leave. if one day the guilt that scratches at his throat whenever he says your name will be the last sign needed to push you away, for your own good. the sun is warm on your skin, and xiao hopes that somewhere in the depths of your mind, you'll hear the words he's too scared to say while you're awake.

xiao doesn't make promises, because he knows that there's always a possibility he wouldn't be able to keep them, but as the sun falls on your figure, xiao can't help himself. he never can when it comes to you. "you've stayed ... you've stayed this long, no going back, okay?" he sighs, and xiao can only hope you'll let him stay with you as long as he can. you hand finds it's way into his, interlocking them as you absentmindedly trace shapes into his knuckles. "no going back." you mumble into his shoulder before going back to sleep, and xiao freezes in shock, before slowly holding your hand tighter, tapping 3 times on the back of your hand. a silent 'i love you.'

KAEDEHARA KAZUHA. acer palmatum

"you're everything. everything compared to whatever this world has to offer." are the words he says when you ask how his travels went. kazuha has never been able to stay in one spot for too long, be it because of the price on his head but because he's always been homesick for places he's never known, for places he's never been to. he's traveled so much, yet he's never been truly at home anywhere, because every time he says he's homesick, he really just misses you. kazuha would bring you with him if he could, because atleast that way he'd always be home with you.

kazuha plants kisses into your shoulder, trapping you in his arms the second he gets home. early in the morning when you've barely gotten ready for the day, adrenaline coursing through him because he's finally home in your arms. kazuha talks about the places he's been, wishing he'd brought a kamera so he could show you everything he saw, everything that reminded him of you while he was away. he talks about the people he met—stories that sound so bizarre you have to poke his cheek and ask if he's exaggerating.

"huh, they really .. don't come close to being here with you." kazuha chuckles. he talks like he's in a daze when he looks at you, and it's probably because he is. "you're everything. everything compared to whatever this world has to offer" he whispers, before laughing in an attempt to distract you from the blush on his cheeks and the things he just said. "wait what did you say? i couldn't hear you." you ask incredulously, while he only smiles, planting soft kisses on your neck. "nothing, nothing."

you roll yours eyes, fighting the smile tugging at your lips. "for the record, you're my everything too."

© scaramew — do not repost, translate, copy, etc.

how they betrayed you

characters: dabi. hawks. sero. shinso. shoto.

genre: angst

a/n: repost from my old bnha blog [blog is deleted]

DABI lived a dangerous life. constantly in hiding, shielding himself from the public, while causing death and destruction all the same. he had a purpose in life, one single goal that he wanted to reach and he wasn’t afraid to burn everything in his path. even if it was you. as it turned out, it didn’t matter that you were close, that you thought you meant more to him, that you thought you shared the same values, that you went through so much together. because as soon as he could, as soon as he knew it would benefit him, he threw you under the bus. who were you to get in his way?

HAWKS was always good with words. he had a talent to wrap people around his finger, no matter how careful they were, he knew that sooner or later they would cave. so when he met you the first time, no matter how charming you were after all, he didn’t care much about you. no, you were nothing more than a tool for him to get information, to fulfill his mission - and he certainly didn’t care what he promised you during those late hours as you two laid there together. because to him, you were a mission, nothing more.

SERO was never one to stand out much. sure, he was there, he was a part of the others, yet he never felt like he belonged there, almost like something was missing. and it was like everything changed with you there. people started to care about him more, he talked to them more, they seemed more interested in him; that’s all he ever wanted. sero was so happy to finally get the recognition he knew he deserved, even if it was on your expense. to him, you weren’t more than a simple trophy to keep.

SHINSO was ambitious, no doubt. he was focused on his goals, he worked hard to achieve it. so there was no problem that he convinced you to help him too, right? it didn’t matter, he simply wanted to see the effects of his own manipulation, curious as to what it would do to a person if used multiple times in a short amount of time. he saw no issue how exhausting it must‘ve been, how you must have felt whenever you woke up, dizzy and confused, no clue as to what happened beforehand. and even if he made you do something that made you loose your friends - you had him, right?

SHOTO always believed he had only one purpose in life: become the strongest hero. so naturally, he wanted to do everything in his power to fulfill said aspiration, no matter what. and you were there, a perfect opponent, smart classmate and compassionate hero in training. however, you didn’t know that he didn’t see you as more than just that. he played his own role too well and yet only thought about his own gains. what’s even worse is that he didn’t even see a problem with it.

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how about y/n who is better at cooking then bakugou. how would bakugou react + the whole class when they taste y/n cooking. thank you!

Jgvhh yes

GN reader

Bakugou is very very conflicted

On one hand he likes to be the best and in the other he loves seeing you happy and he likes eating your food

He'd likely challenge you cooking competitions and the rest of the class likes it because then they get to eat the food the two of you cook

Bakugou would also love to cook with you especially if you teach him new recipes that he can make

He would demand that your classmates judge who's food is better and would probably yell at them if they say yours is even if it's true

Just give him some kisses (in private of course) and he'll be back to his normal self in no time

But you should still be prepared for more competitions

[ 𝟏𝟐:𝟏𝟑 𝐀𝐌 ] — 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎

It’s midnight, and Todoroki is huddled under the blankets, nose peeking out as he watches you shuffle around the room. His left leg aches immensely, but he doesn’t want to tell you that, you’ll only fuss over him more.

But he supposes you know with the way you’ve come over and gently tucked a pillow under it, elevating it slightly. He blinks at the action.

“How’d you know?” His voice is raspy from all the yelling from earlier—today’s battle against a villain on the streets was a bit more gruesome than on any other usual Thursday night.

“Well it wasn’t exactly hard to figure out,” you huff. “You limped when you walked through the door. You’re supposed to tell me the truth when I ask are you okay?”

Todoroki doesn’t say anything for a moment, eyes focusing on the loose shirt you wore, collar just a bit stretched out, its hue significantly dimmer than when it was in its crisp, brand new condition. In all honesty, it was just about ready to be thrown away, but you always insisted on keeping it.

It was the first shirt you’d stolen from him, and for some reason, it held value to you that he couldn’t understand.

Then again, Todoroki supposes he’s the same way—not that you don’t know it. He’s a lot more subtle about it, a lot less open about things he holds dear to him. But somehow, you manage to see through him anyway.

The coffee mug you first offered him hot chocolate in still sits in your collection, and it’s wordlessly become his—even though it’s paint is chipped and it’s handle is cracked. The blanket on the couch, threads frayed and loose, sits there for him to pull over the two of you—much like you did the first time you cuddled him.

There’s about a million other random things, all old and well past their lifetime, and they’re all strewn across the apartment—like little trophies of your relationship, that’s how you both treat them.

Clearing his throat, Todoroki offers you a simple “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to worry you.”

And you give him a stern “you’ll only worry me more when I realize you lied.” Reaching over, you push back a strand of hair from his face, tracing his scar gently with your thumb. “I’ll always realize, Shoto.”

He knows, he really does. He doesn’t know why he’s not yet used to it by now, but Shoto knows that you’ll always realize the tiny things. He likes the attention, he thinks. He doesn’t always know how to respond, or even how to process it, but Todoroki Shoto lives to be seen by you, he wants always to be seen by you.

“I’ll tell you next time.” You chuckle, shaking your head gently.

“No you won’t. But it’s okay, baby, I’ll just have to take care of you even better next time,” you whisper. And gently, you lean down, capturing his lips into a kiss, and suddenly, Todoroki’s in high school again, frozen in shock and unsure what to do or how to reciprocate.

But he gets the hang of it, he always does. He kisses back just as passionately in a moments time, remembering he’s not in high school anymore. And he’s come far.

“My throat is a bit scratchy,” he offers—even though you already know. But you still nod seriously.

“Got it, I’ll get the tea started. Anything else, my dear patient?” He thinks for a moment.

“I’m pretty cold,” he adds.

“Oh,” you smile. “Well, I thought these blankets would be enough, but I can get more.”

“But those aren’t as warm,” he pouts, though you doubt he’s aware of that.

“I can crank up the heat—”

“I want you to keep me warm,” he says bluntly, cheeks dusted red at the admittance. They turn a shade darker when you chuckle.

“I know. I’ll be back soon, you big baby. With your tea and cuddles.” He mumbles a quiet good as you get up, and you tuck the blanket under his chin again as you stand, staring down at him softly.

Todoroki’s gone from being used to that look to losing it in his childhood, and he holds onto it tightly when it comes to you. He only gets that look from you anymore, but he finds you’re the only one he really wants it from anyway.

His hand grips your wrist before you can turn and walk away.

“I love you,” he whispers. “I promise I’ll show you.”

And something about your smile makes the ache in his leg and the scratchiness of his throat get pushed to the back of his mind. Especially when you whisper “I love you too, Shoto. You do show me, I promise.”

this is a repost from my old blog

cocky bastard vibes - zhongli

ship: zhongli x reader

synopsis: in which reader shares their free thoughts on the liyue statue of seven

notes: standalone snippet part of the bookkeeping!verse

It was a beautiful day in Liyue. The grass was a luscious green and the birds were singing a beautiful song. After a nice stay at the Emerald Maple Inn, you and Mr. Zhongli decided to have a cup of tea next to the Statue of the Seven before heading on your way to Qingce Village. You were to accompany him to pick up supplies for the next funeral rite, and with the way the morning was going, you knew nothing would ruin this peaceful day.

"So how much do you want to bet that Rex Lapis was hot and knew it?”

You ignored the choked sound that came from your side as you gazed up at the picturesque statue. Though your companion would probably consider your question quite out of the blue, you couldn’t say it was the first time you wondered such a thing. Whenever you passed by one of them in Liyue, the thought always plagued your mind for a few hours after. Judging by Mr. Zhongli’s reaction, though, it seemed he did not share your sentiments.

"Ehem… That… certainly is an interesting thought. I can’t say whether or not previous records touched on such a topic."

You hummed, gazing up at the statue. Really? That couldn’t be true. Why wouldn’t anyone talk about a statue looking like that?

“Well there are many reasons why I’d say I’m right. First off, his outfit. He has a hooded cloak on while also being shirtless. There’s absolutely no logical reason to dress like that unless they’re from the deserts of Sumeru, wouldn’t you say? It obviously was a conscious fashion decision. If you pair that with the seductive way he’s sitting, I’d be inclined to assume he’s quite clearly feeling his look.”

Silence came from your side. Hm, Mr. Zhongli still wasn’t convinced? Then you would go on.

“You do see it, right? His posture is relaxed, yet confident. Not to mention the way he’s looking at that cube in his hand with practically bedroom eyes. His knees are apart too. My friend from Sumeru told me that when a man sits like that, he’s displaying his dominance.”

Still silence.

"You can't sit in a seductive pose like that without on some level being aware you look good doing it. I mean look at him! He's shirtless and everything! I've heard even macho fishermen say that they pray to the statue for a good night before coming home to see their wives. You can’t blame them, right?"

A hesitant cough.

"I-I'm sure it was a younger time when those statues were sculpted."

You groaned.

"Maybe, but you’re not even looking! If you did, you’d agree with me that Rex Lapis is clearly exuding such massive 'cocky bastard' vibes!" You countered.

For some reason, the more you spoke, the more flustered he became.

"C'mon, Mr. Zhongli! Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like I'm slandering his good name! I mean, if Rex Lapis didn't want us talking about him like this, maybe he shouldn't have made a statue with abs clean enough to eat off of!"

Okay, maybe at this point, you were piling it on a bit thick. Could anyone blame you? His face was in his hand as if he had a headache, and were his ears tinged the slightest hint of red? It was an interesting sight. Never had you seen him look so completely flustered. Sure you were rather blunt, but you didn't think your words were that provocative. Mr. Zhongli really was practically a 65 year old man.

"I thought you respected the Geo Archon…" He muttered weakly.

You gasped in offense.

"I do! I’d even consider my words the utmost of pious behavior. In Mondstadt, the sisters of the church consider themselves married to Barbatos, the Anemo Archon. So finding the Geo Archon to be a sex god is pretty much the same thing, right?”

“No, it is not.”

SHARING A BED WITH THE GENSHIN BOYS.

genre. fluff, boyfriend au cw. none. pairings. xiao, kazuha, zhongli, childe x gn!reader.

all rights reserved to me. do not repost, translate or steal.

— xiao

xiao would be absolutely postively freaking the fuck out

he wouldn’t show it, obviously, because the last thing he’d want you to see are the reddening of his cheeks and his stiffer than normal stature

he would grumble a lot but deep deep deep deep x2 down he genuinely was so excited to sleep with you for the first time because it was a new step in your relationship

it takes him like 10 minutes after you fall asleep to lay down and then for like two hours (Absolutely No Exaggeration) he stares at you like a dog on the kitchen floor when you’re making food

it would take a couple times of laying together for him to finally bot get flustered anymore

— kazuha

kazuha would be so sweet and nice!!

he’d ask if it was okay for him to lay with you like twenty times because he was scared to even get near you or make you uncomfy

he’d also offer to put a pillow wall between you both and was literally hanging off the side of the bed despite putting it up

we all know how he is

he’s def the type to talk your fucking head off the the max at night like every time you’re on the verge of finally falling asleep he speaks out snd scares the living hell out of you

the pillow wall didn’t even prevent anything when you woke up the next morning he was attached to your side sleeping peacefully with a little smile on his face like ( ◠‿◠ )

— childe

a whore

100% absolutely planned how laying with you for the first time was gonna go weeks prior to the actual night

he put on cologne, brushed his teeth 5 times, sprayed that mint mouth spray, and put on his fanciest pajamas

he wouldn’t be like xiao or kazuha at all like not even similar in the slightest bit he wouldve jumped beside you the moment he was able to… which is exactly what he did

you didn’t even have time to register what was happening when you felt a gush of air and a head full of orange hair wiz past you and you were being forced to lay your head on his chest

he kept sighing dreamily every 5 minutes and asking “isn’t this just amazing”

despite this though he is very respectful and keeps his space if you want it but if you’re a cuddler he will not let you go unless you are blue in the face so dont even try asking

— zhongli

the gentlest gentleman

he would offer to sleep on the floor and actually wouldn’t take no for an answer because he felt like it was inappropriate to lay with you when you’ve only been dating for a month

but he might’ve underestimated how… hard the floor actually was in comparison to the comfort of his mattress and literally couldn’t sleep at all

so he decided to get up and lay on the couch instead…. but then there u went and called his name

as much as he doesn’t wanna admit he was hoping you’d ask him to lay with you bc the couch was as hard as a rock too… and luckily for him you did

like childe he would absolutely give you your space but if you wanted to hug him or him to cuddle you or anything he wouldn’t say no and would more than happily oblige <333

YOU SIT ON THEIR LAP RANDOMLY !

sfw. ft. ayato, childe, kaeya, diluc.

AYATO. he pretends like nothing happened. he acts so naturally when you just sit down on his lap, just puts his arm around your waist, very casually. doesn’t break the conversation, but knows damn well that you are flustered. it makes him feel a bit of satisfaction that your plan backfired, and he flustered you, instead of the opposite <3 

CHILDE. he loves it. it doesn’t surprise him at all, almost teases you about it. he just holds you by your hips, and makes you face him, with your legs on either side of his hips. even though it was you who initiated it, it’s him who took control of the situation. he doesn’t let you stand up from there, it’s just way too comfortable for him.

KAEYA. he won’t mind at all. similar to ayato, pays almost no mind to it. oh, but he has to mention that his lap must be your favorite place to sit. his teasing and cheesy way of flirting can never miss out, so you totally expected that reaction from him. you get a neck kiss in return for his lame jokes.

DILUC. he gets flustered. not too much or visible, but his heart definitely starts to beat faster, and his face starts to feel hot. not that you haven’t sat on his lap before, he just… didn’t expect it. especially not where people can see. he tries to act natural, sliding an arm around your waist, but you can feel his slight nervousness.