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patti-mayonnaise · 6 months ago

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yaeey ok so ive been meaning to finish my miinions/despicable mii au (basically an au that includes the members of miiblr but as despicable me characters just for funsies since i thought that making an au featuring my community would be kewl) and like. if we're talking abt the miinions au, then id think that the official miiblr mascots would deffo work perfectly as kevin stuart and bob. cuz like. kevin=squibbles, tootsie=bob and stuart=cupcake DO YOU SEE MY VISION?????? and i was thinking abt giving otto's role to older bro madie (shout out to you big bro ilysm/p) since like idk abt yall. but otto's personality fits perfectly with them!! (ohg ye this is @wii-no-ma im talking abt rn wheee) and THE VICISOUS SIX OHOHOHH IVE GOT A COUPLE IDEAS IN MIND. my buddy @faitherr has this one oc named "poptart" AND OMGGG while i was working on the au thinking of whos mii would be a perfect belle bottom., and the first one i thought of,, was poptart!! :D she also gave me sm funky vibes too!!/vpos,, sadly i didnt think abt whod be wild knuckles or stronghold buuut ive got @thiings-with-wings' mii, vern as nun-chuck, @box-the-box as svengence (did i spell that right?? oghh), and @four-raccoons-in-a-trenchcoat as jean clawed !! there wasnt rlly an in-depht reason as to why i chose the other 3 but :b and moving on to like. THE FIRST MINIONS MOVIE where like kevin stuart and bob find their evil master,, and like, need i say more about why @bluerangehearts' acha and darklord stan would be A PERFECT HERB AND SCARLET OVERKILL???? love me some oc x canon ships/vpos,, plus im just gonna say that the cpu miis are all the rest of the minions lol. MOVING ONTO THE DESPICABLE MII AU,, NO ONE OTHER THAN MR @miiblr HIMSELF SHOULD BE GRU!!! cuz think abt it. guy who created the lovely miiblr brand and his little miiblr mascots. THINK ABOUT IT. and vector,, ogh boy i was thinking abt isaacthemii being vector for fun until he showed us how much of a complete piece of shit he really was, so it just makes it much more deserved. bonus points that he literally gets sent to the moon at the end. now for the girls, this was a hard part. i wasnt completely sure whod be the girls,, but @domizaurr would work well as a margo,, as far as im looking at the mii pfp (IM SOOOOO SORRY @domizaurur I MEAN NO OFFENSE),,, plus this was extremelyyyy last minute but @cherriiblossomii would deffo be an agnes !! sadly no idea whod dr nefario, lucy, el macho or balthazar bratt be,, but yeahg!!

so yeah!! other than tryna make a life-sized wsr george cardboard cutout, ive been workimg on that!! im obv not done working on this au but its just a sneakpeak of one of my upcoming projects,,,/vpos!!! feel free to give me some ideas in the tags,,!!/nf obv its just that im the only one working on this but i must stay on that grind :*)

#IM SOOOO SORRY FOR THE MASS MENTIONS YALL #IM JUST MAKING SURE IF ITS OK IF I CAN USE YALLS MIIS before i go much further with this project :*0 #junis 12 am talks #miinions au #despicable mii au #miiblr (?)#long post #i prolly made like 5678543456 grammar mistakes #but its fine

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golatcxr · 2 years ago

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More than just a roommate [Scaramouche x F!Reader] (Modern AU) Chapter 4

Genre: Slowburn, SFW , Fluff, enemies to lovers, Scaramouche is bad at feelings, Reader is confused in the state of mind

One bouquet, anonymous sender. Who? Who was it to deliver their feelings to you at such bad timing? Your mind contradicted as much as you didn’t want it to. It mustn’t have been him, not in a thousand years.

TW: mild swearing, mention of 2.6 Inodori festival quest, (heavily) edited, slight hints of YaeEi

Chapter Index: Masterlist

You were greeted by a small bouquet of roses on your table when you arrived at your class. And that was something out of your expectation. You observed the gift carefully, blood rushed to your face as you saw the note that was attached to the violet wrapping paper.

“To (Y/N), sincerely.”

There was no signature nor any other information so you couldn’t tell who was really the sender of the mysterious bouquet. On the second thought, you were unsure whether you want to have a partner or not. Sitting down on your seat, you tried to come up with some possible candidates.

Scara-

No. It must have been someone else.

For that, you eventually got lost in your train of thoughts, doubting anybody that could hit up on you using such a traditional way.

You were clueless, though sometimes, the thought of Scaramouche confessing gave you butterfly.

Oh no, definitely no.

“Are there any boys that you are close to or at least friends with?” Keqing questioned you.

“I’m friend with a lot though… I can’t tell whose style this is, thus the note was printed out.” You hugged the bouquet, swinging your legs.

You and Keqing sat in silence, despite both being excited to find out your unknown admirer. It took you by surpise that there was someone who was into you.

“This may be just a prank.” You sighed as a possibility crept up in your mind.

“No way, these roses ain’t cheap my girl, besides you are reallyyyy attractive. Who wouldn’t fall for you hm?” she protested, cupping your cheeks and squished them slightly. "So uh… have you tried asking around?”

“Nah nah- oh that but may do.” You shot up.

Then, you proceeded to ask several of your closures – especially the ones in literature. Had they seen anyone putting a bouquet on your table? As expected, all you got were some “no”s. You felt like an idiot running around.

Just when you were about to give up, you bumped into a person in that very class. You hadn’t even talked to them much but decided to ask anyways.

“I have.” They crossed their arms and smiled. “ A short guy, but I didn’t see his face clearly.”

You couldn’t tell if it was only their charm or they were blushing a bit. But there’s one thing, you did not think they were the sender.

After some good minutes, you decided that it's time to put the bouquet aside and attend your class as usual. Hence, you kept studying hard in all of your lectures, yet the gift never leave your mind since there was still one more unsurveyed candidate.

Childe.

That flirty gingerhead had a very high percentage of being the sender, you thought. Everything went by too quickly and you were still confused about the whole situation.

A rose bouquet? A secret admirer? Would you give them a chance? No.

No?

Despite thinking back and forth about it, whoever confessed to you would get an instant reject unless... You couldn’t understand why too, you want one but proceed to push away your chances. Even the most charismatic guy like your upperclassman, Ayato, you could think of daring to turn him down. You held no hopes that he was the one, but if that’s the case then you would still not want to be his girlfriend.

Frankly saying, you realized that you didn’t want a relationship, although you had wished to have one long ago. Where did it go? What was it that changed your mind?

Then, you suddenly remembered your classmate’s words. “A guy around 5”5’.”. No way Childe was your admirer, you felt a sense of relief yet something struck you.

“Isn’t the gremlin just that tall?”

No way no way no way. You didn’t see him at home when you woke up, was he really the sender? You thought about it and it both made sense and didn’t make sense at the same time. Your face unwillingly heated up at that idea.

You felt a piece of paper being passed under your hand.

“Professor called you.”

Your eyes frantically looked at the board to see your History teacher waiting for you to answer his question.

“128 years.” You heard a whisper behind you and repeated that out loud. Fortunately, it was correct.

You turned around to thank the person who saved you just to find it was Scaramouche. Your face was still blushing due to your thoughts earlier.

“You’re sick?” He whispered.

“No no, I’m good.” You replied quickly and went back to taking notes.

Scaramouche was much suspicious of your behaviour, until he spotted the bouquet inside your desk. So that’s why.

The period finally ended and you rushed to him, using all of your courage to ask Scaramouche about the roses you received that very morning.

“Not me, but I can tell who it was.” He shrugged, feeling slightly irritated for some reasons.

“Ah- sorry.” You had no idea why you felt a little disappointed. “But who is it may I ask?”

You waited for any names to come out of his mouth, yet your heart was already settled down after his first answer.

“The guy who played Aoi no Okina, if you can recall that Five Kasen play all the way from the first semester.” Scaramouche bluntly replied, not looking at you.

A sudden realization came to you, as you found Keqing at your class’ doorway. You thanked Scara and quickly headed out.

Meanwhile, he kept looking at your figure straying away and shook his head.

"How oblivious to not notice that nerd eyeing you." he mumbled.

“You looked tired, was your class that bad?” Keqing asked.

You only shook your head, overthinking drained your energy out at its finest. Then you took a deep breath and turned to your best friend besides you.

“I need your advice.”

“On what though?” the look on her face told you that she might have already known your intention.

“You know…”

Keqing sighed, even though she had experience turning down some guys before, she was concern about your solution.

“(Y/N), don’t force it okay? If you don’t have feelings for him then just don’t. Everyone fails at some points in their life anyways.” She placed her palms on your shoulders, making you look directly in the eyes.

The encouragement settled you down.

And may be, it’d be better if you took matters into your own hands as soon as possible. The uncomfortable feeling ushered a sense of betrayal into you.

You didn’t know why either.

Walking along with Keqing, you couldn’t catch sight of the boy you were looking for. You felt sorry for him, yet you couldn’t allow yourself to give him a chance anyways.

“Are you into someone?”

Words seemed to be stuck inside your throat, even though you could have blurted out the answer right away.

“I don’t know.”

Keqing’s eyes widen at your response. She was about to say something, but decided to keep her mouth shut.

“I think, may be not today. I’m a bit tired.” You waved at her and parted ways. “See you tomorrow.”

Keqing’s question kept ringing in your head as you strolled down the street. Hence, it really bothered you. The fact that someone actually popped up in your head back then at the campus messed your heart up, no, not that person. Lost in thoughts once more, your feet brought you elsewhere.

You tiredly slumped down on the hot sand and listened to the clam waves by the shore. The clouds moved ever so slowly to your train of thoughts, and you, you really wished time would stop flying. You brought your knees to your chest, hugging them and let your body reply on your shaking legs.

After your meet-up with Keqing, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell her the thing Scaramouche had told you, neither did you have the courage to face your admirer. It was overwhelming.

You were stressed out.

“Mind telling me why you are out here sunbathing at this hour?” a familiar voice rang.

It was Scaramouche, again.

He sat down next to you, putting his bag aside and crossed his legs. You turned to your left to look at him. His expression was cold as ever, but you could feel that he was being sincere in worrying about you.

Still, you couldn’t understand why, why he was that kind to you.

“You scared me.” You smiled weakly.

“Good. I bet you rejected that guy?” Scaramouche asked, not joking even a tiny bit.

“Not yet. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a really nice guy!” you explained. “It’s just that, I don’t think I’m ready for all this or my heart is just… occupied?” you scratched your head as you remembered what Keqing had asked you before.

“Girls are so complicated.” Scaramouche turned his face away with a smirk on his face. “If you could state that that your heart is occupied then it means you DO like someone, otherwise you wouldn’t have said that.” He shrugged.

That was precise, you had no intention to object it internally.

“Woah there granpa, you’re talking like you’re some experienced dates or something.” Your heart was practically racing , as if you had just been exposed.

“Hey!”

You bursted into laughter, completely forgot about the tension earlier. You also forgot since when could he make you that happy. May be it was really him? That very boy who looked at you as if you were some pests when you first "invaded" his place.

Only a few seconds of your laugh was a brief moment that seemed heavenly to Scaramouche. He too, had forgotten when you made him wear his heart on his sleeves. If you called him out, he wouldn’t even deny it. His eyes darted to the bouquet besides you, he didn’t know if he should feel relieved or concerned. Who was the one that you liked, he wondered.

“Right, it’s time to go. The sun is burning me.”

He stood up and offered his hand to help you up. As soon as you regained balance, you picked up the bouquet and attempted to dust it off but Scaramouche dragged you away already. His grip on your hand was firm, you had no choice but to stumble with him. You looked for your bag just to find it on Scaramouche’s back.

“I thought you want to avoid rumors?” you asked hesitatedly.

“Your face is like a tomato now, it’d be weird as fuck if you didn’t have sunstroke right then and there.”

The reason why he insisted on holding your hand was unknown. Thus, you didn't even try to resist it.

You felt odd but not wanting to ask Scaramouche about the whole situation you were in either. “Is this what friends really do?” you thought to yourself. It was the awkward silence again when you two are going home together. The streets were still busy as ever, people, crows, vehicles were all that you could hear. The rose bouquet did not send you panick but rather lit up something in you, something that you had never really minded. Looking at the now scrunched wrapping, you pondered.

“So, how was your final scores?” Scaramouche suddenly asked.

“Decent enough I suppose.”

“Right, the ginger head asked me to send you his invitation. The end-of-term of end-of-year party something. I don’t know.” He shrugged.

“Will you come along?”

Scaramouche stopped walking as his heart skipped a beat. He had refused the invitation in the first place and now you were curious about his presence at that party. He wasn’t a party man – neither were you. Despite that, he answered a yes.

You caught up with him and flashed a smile, feeling glad that he would also show up at that celebration. That very smile sent him sparks, such a precious sight to behold. He picked up the speed to hide his face from you, making you almost tripped.

“Scara! Wait wait wait.” You called out to him. “Wanna go grab a drink with me?”

He turned around to look at you in confusion. “Why all of a sudden?”

“Well, you saved me in History today so see this as my thank. I’ll be paying, don’t worry.”

His signature triumphant smirk was back on his face, muttering a fine and changed direction with you.

Then you both arrived at Kitsune Guuji Milk shop without thinking much about it. It was such a familiar place to you and to him too.

But that was a big mistake.

The first thing you saw was lady Yae sitting near the entrace and one more person whom you didn’t expect to see in the shop.

Childe.

“Ooh what a coincidence, hi.” You waved at the ginger boy.

“O’ Archon, are you two dating?” he chimmed loudly.

And that’s when you realized just how you and Scaramouche looked – holding hands straight up like a couple with the bouquet as a bonus. Your face flushed red to his exclaim, yanking your hand off and quickly explained that you two were just friends.

“Kuku, and I thought that I could have a chance to see my cute (Y/N) and my son together.” Yae hand covered her smile gently.

“Huh?” you looked at them both.

“What a coincidence… again.” Scaramouche slapped his palm on his forehead.

“I saw you going with him a few times before, so I’ve mistaken this, my bad.” Yae nodded.

“Quit joking.”

You could feel the tension between them even when you were already by the counter. You ordered 2 drinks of choice and as you were about to pay, Childe was next to you, having his card out.

“May I treat you with this one?”

You knew Childe was a living financial fortune, but not wanting to use his money, you refused politely.

He giggled with a “fine, fine” and put his wallet away. This guy was sharper than he looked and deep down, he knew for sure that there must be something more between you and your roomate. You two were just dense.

“So (Y/N), I have something to tell you.”

“Oh you mean your end of year party? I will attend, and your gramps will too.”

Childe was taken aback by your response, however, he quickly regained his composure. That answer had just give him the most evil plan ever for the party to come.

You waved goodbye to Childe and lady Yae to leave as Scaramouche followed behind you.

“That boy really has a soft spot for our (Y/N) hm?”

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Author's note: This chapter is exceptionally long for some reasons and coincidentally, I wrote this wayyy before Childe & Yae rerun leaks/ announcement and they just appeared together 💀 I'm working on a doujinshi project so chapter 5 may just be as late, sorry y'all and thank you for your anticipation ❤️.

Taglist: @omgscaramouche @stanshizuki @thenightsflower @bunnybundle2 @darkcheesecakemusic @ventismacchiato

I wondered why this flopped so bad, turned out I forgot to add tags💀

#scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #gi scaramouche #fanfiction #scaramouche x y/n #modern au #enemies to lovers #genshin fanfic #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche

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