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sxlver-sweet · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request Mikey, Chifuyu, and Inui noticing f!reader fasting. They notice she isn’t eating and she explains it, she either does it for religious or personal reasons. She even offers them to join her, if they want to. She explains that it isn’t harmful and can be healthy. If you are uncomfortable writing this it is fine! Thank you! Btw it’s a headcanon.

ROSTER . . . manjiro sano, chifuyu matsuno, seishu inui

SYNOPSIS . . . you invite them to fast with you

CONTAINS . . . swearing

NOTE . . . hi! this didn’t make me uncomfortable, don’t worry! and you’re welcome :)

MIKEY catches on fairly quickly. he’s always eating, and most of the time, he’ll encourage you to eat with him by either splitting--albeit unevenly--his snacks with you or bringing you a second one when he doesn’t feel like sharing. at first, when you turn down his offers, he’ll be a bit taken aback but soon dismiss it with a cheerful “more for me!” but when he realizes that you haven’t been eating anything in his presence, he’ll get suspicious and ask if you’re okay. when you nod, he’ll straight up ask you, “why haven’t you been eating, then?”

when you tell him that you’re fasting because it can lead to better blood sugar control in the future, his perplexed expression softens in understanding. at first, he had been worried that you either weren’t feeling well or were intentionally starving yourself as a form of self-harm, so that’s a relief. he’ll ask you how long you’re planning on fasting, and when you reassure him that it’s only for the next twelve hours, he’ll be a bit worried about your health and energy supply, but he’ll let you be

when you invite him to join you, he will decline. it isn’t because he sees anything wrong with fasting, though. it’s just because his fatass probably eats as much as ken “built like a grown man” ryuguji, so he’s always hungry; and, when he goes without food for long periods of time, he gets agitated and uncooperative. so, honestly, mikey joining you in fasting would just be a pain in the ass for both of you--for mikey because he would always have an attitude and be blaming you for his hunger, and for you because you would have to put up with him.

he will be encouraging you from the sidelines while he opens another bag of chips, though

he’ll probably forget at some point and offer you food just because it’s become routine for him to do so, but then feel guilty when you remind him that you aren’t eating

he’s… he’s trying to be supportive

CHIFUYU would also notice pretty quickly that you haven’t been eating, but he wouldn’t push it immediately.

he would observe you for a little while to try to unravel the mystery of exactly why you aren’t so that he’ll know how to handle the situation. he’ll pay close attention to your facial expressions whenever you’re offered food, searching for any grimaces or glints of guilt in your eyes. whenever he stands behind you, he’ll wrap his arms around your stomach, place his chin on your shoulder, and murmur quietly about how pretty you are, just in case you’ve forgotten or are doubting your appearance. but, when you seem to be just fine, he’ll wrap it up by casually asking you when the last time you ate was.

when you explain to him that you’re fasting, so you haven’t eaten anything in the last twelve hours, his skeptically raised brows will settle in relief and surprise. so, you really were okay. even so, chifuyu will question you about whether or not it’s safe, and despite your reassurance that when practiced correctly, fasting can boost your metabolism, he’ll still be a bit concerned about your body’s ability to function. he’ll only let it go when you promise him that you’ll be finished after another twenty-four hours.

when you invite him to join you, chifuyu will give it some thought before agreeing. even though you insist that you’re okay with fasting, it’s still difficult for him to watch you endure from the sidelines, so he decides to do it with you. he will tap out after the twelve-hour mark, though. he was determined, but he didn’t account for how hungry he would be. after the seventh hour, all he did was gripe, complain, and sulk about how he was starving with his face pressed into your stomach. you just laughed and smoothed your hand over his hair, reassuring him that it’s okay and he could bow out if he wanted to.

oh, he wanted to. so, he did.

he’d feel embarrassed eating in front of you, especially after all the whining he did while you sat there with perfect composure.

but actually, you’re just thrilled that he took an interest in it at all. so, that’s good enough for you.

SEISHU would know immediately. on a daily basis, he sends you a text to check up on you and ask if you’ve eaten, so he would find out about your plan to fast for the next twenty-four hours almost as soon as you start.

when you explain to him that you’re fasting because it’s been proven to boost metabolism, at first, seishu wouldn’t even flinch and just accept it. but after a couple more minutes of mulling it over, he would tug lightly on your sleeve and ask you if it’s safe to do so. he’d listen intently to everything you have to say, and it makes you smile to see seishu taking a genuine interest in your personal affairs.

when you ask him if he would like to join you, he would agree, seeing as how he’s never tried it before and this could be a good opportunity to strengthen his bond with you. seishu has pretty good self control, so i see him making it all the way to the end with you. he would spend most of his time either sleeping or ignoring kokonoi’s phone calls. you see, he texted kokonoi that he would be fasting with you for the next twenty-four hours, and instead of encouraging him, his companion proceeded to send him a variety of food images he’d found on the internet.

ngl, seishu saw that picture of roasted chicken and was about ready to risk it all

but he was going to make it through with you, goddamnit

and, he did. the gleeful sparkle in your eyes and the praise that flowed from your lips after you two hit the twenty-four-hour mark completely washed away the rumbling growl in his stomach and the fatigue that burdened his body. he just closed his eyes and basked in the warmth of your affection. yeah, he decided, this was worth it.

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spicyfoodboi · 4 years

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born to make history

Genre: fluff

A Kenma Kozume x reader

A figure skater AU

Synopsis: at first glance, Kenma may not look like he enjoys competing on the ice but you know he works hard to get gold in the Grand Prix final. Will being there to support him in the final stretch really up his game, or will he start to drown in the pressure of the competition?

a/n: Hello everyone! I finally rewatched Yuri on ice so I could write this with a bit more experience. I also searched up the different jumps and how to do them just so I could describe them better, hopefully, it isn't that inaccurate. I actually got the inspiration to write this and rewatch the series was because of this kuroken fanart I found on Pinterest along time ago! I can’t really use it here since I cannot find the artist ;-; Hope you guys enjoy it!

He was used to the bite of the ice.

He always felt it pierce his skin when he touches it. It felt cold to land on it, to slip on it. But that didn't stop him.

The thrill of performing on that harsh, unforgiving surface made things worth it.

He didn't care about medals or trophies, he was there skating in front of thousands maybe millions of people because he loves seeing the audiences' expressions when he does a quadruple toe loop-triple axel combo or hearing the cheers from his fans while he glides through his step sequence. It might not look like it, but he was hooked on the cheers and claps from the stands, not only from his fans, from you as well.

You were always there beside him. You were there while he practiced and practiced the quadruple lutz for his routine, making sure he took breaks and he didn't beat himself up when he falls time and time again. You were there next to him in the kiss and cry, looking at his scores, from the lowest of his career to breaking a world record. You were there to send him off the ice to start his short program with his coach, Kuroo.

You were always there.

It was time to pay you back. His final routine was dedicated to you.

"hey ken-ken, relax okay? This is the finals, you've come a long way, you don't have to stress," you said, kissing his cheeks while you knead the knots out of the boy's shoulders. His heart flutters, feeling you next to him for his final routine of the season, the only thing separating you was the wall surrounding the rink. He knows you're watching him proudly whether he wins or he fails and for the first time in his life, he wants to take home the gold.

A gold medal for you to bite into and leave an indent in it.

He skated to the middle of the rink and listened to the music carefully, starting his routine off flawlessly. You hummed along to the tune, seeing him pull off a triple loop, the crowd growing wild as he glides through the ice.

He takes a deep breath, getting ready for the second half with his routine. He sees you in the corner of his eyes, giving him the last jolts of energy he needs to finish his routine with a perfect quadruple salchow. He gets in his final pose, facing you, a big smile on his face. He's done it. He finished his routine with flying colors.

He skates off and ran into your arms, hugging you tightly. You could feel his chest heaving up and down but he was emanating a happy aura, making you smile too.

"i-i did it kitten! I finished it!" he whispered in your ear, pure joy in his tone. He pulls away only to kiss your plump lips. This kiss lingered longer as a good luck charm on the scores, hoping that it was high enough to place first. You didn't doubt that he wouldn't reach that spot. You knew for a fact that this was his season. He deserved this medal and with that performance, he might've just sealed the deal.

You sit next to him along with Kuroo in the kiss and cry, Kenma sitting in between you two, waiting for the calculations of the total scores. Your hand was entangled with his, letting him squeeze it as many times as he needed. He was nervous, he could feel it. Kuroo was holding onto some of the cat plushies that were thrown out from the stage, squeezing it tightly when on the big screen, the score flashed, revealing he got a total of 319.54, a new record for Kenma. That record thrusting him into first place.

He looked over at you, eyes filled with tears that he's been keeping in before the relief washed over him. He uncharacteristically jumped out of his seat and hugged you and Kuroo tightly. "you did it Kenma!" Kuroo was yelling out, hugging back tightly. You couldn't keep your tears in as you sobbed into the skater's shoulder.

The three of you get up from the kiss and cry and let Kenma go on the ice to receive his shining gold medal with the biggest grin the world has ever seen. He waved the medal in his hand before bringing it to his mouth and lightly biting on it, leaving an indent.

He gave one last goodbye to the audience before skating towards you into the sidelines. You bring him into his arms again, letting him relish in the warmth of your embrace. He pulls away, taking off the gold medal from his neck and slipping it around yours. "if I'm a winner, you are too." he said with a smile, kissing your cheek. You let out a small giggle "thank you ken-ken. May I?", taking in the sight of the glimmering plate. He smiles at you, pulling you beside him, shoulder to shoulder. He gazed at you as you brought it to your lips for you to bite softly.

Kenma might be used to the bite of the ice, but he could never forget the feeling of winning the Grand Prix with you beside him.

Bonus:

Kuroo walked over to both of you, wearing a pleading pout on his face. He smiled at Kenma, a smile that shows he has something to ask, an ulterior motive.

"can I bite the medal too?"

"no Kuroo."

Hey everyone! Hope you guys enjoy this lovely fic! I really enjoyed writing this since yuri on ice was one of my first animes and after rewatching it, some things never really change. Hope you guys enjoyed this! Requests are open so if you guys have any more ideas like this one, please don't be shy in leaving anything in my inbox! Love you guys 💞💕❤❤

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scullyy · 5 years

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Days With You / Chapter Five

Chapters: Chapter One / Chapter Two / Chapter Three / Chapter Four / Chapter Five

Pairing: Clementine x Louis

Word Count: 3000

Summary: Clementine eagerly returns to her favourite sport; Baseball. It isn't easy to focus when your boyfriend is cheering you on from the sidelines, and when your father figure still doesn't know the two of you are dating...

A/N: FINALLY IT ONLY TOOK ME MONTHS! Thank you so very much for being patient as I wrote this. A lot happened in my personal life during production that made it difficult for me to focus. This was a fun chapter to write though and I hope you all enjoy :))

"Baseball sucks,"

"You suck."

"Not as much as baseball."

Violet sat herself down in the tiny seat, being forced to squish herself in next to Louis and Mitch. She mentally prepared herself for the 'bro talk' that would be taking place over the next two hours. The rowdy group of teenagers sitting behind them didn't make matters any better. Clementine better win.

She peered at the field on the other side of the rusty gate, trying to spot her friend amongst the hoard of other players. Various team members were huddled together like crowds of zombies. Weird. "So, do you think her team is gonna win?" Violet threw another chicken nugget into her mouth, savouring the crunch.

Louis rolled his eyes. "Clem is undefeated, she'll kick all their asses," He didn't take his eyes off the small girl standing by the batting cage. Of course, he could point her out immediately amongst her teammates. "We just have to cheer extra hard for her."

"Hear you loud and clear." She saluted dramatically. Baseball still sucked to her, but Clementine did have some serious skill with a bat. If she ever had to bash some heads in, oh boy she would leave nothing but mush behind.

"Is this seat taken?"

Louis glanced at the man towering over him and almost jumped in his seat, immediately swiping a hand through his tangled dreads to cool himself off. "We were saving it for you, Mr Everett."

Lee smiled gratefully at the boy and nabbed the seat, little AJ sitting right beside him. Another tall man and what seemed to be his wife sat with Lee. Louis couldn't place him, but that beard was glorious.

"Hi Louis!" AJ cheered. These games excited him more than he could put into words. He got to see Clem and all her cool friends!

"Hey little dude," Louis waved at the cute kid, he always brought a smile to his face. "How you been Mr Everett?" He accidentally squeaked out, so much for keeping his cool.

'Also I'm now dating your daughter and I'm still not sure if you like me ever since you caught me sneaking in once during high school. I only wanted to get my jacket I SWEAR-'

The wise man kept his eyes on Clementine, nothing could wash away the pride he held for her. She had been through hell and returned a stronger girl. "Teaching at a university isn't easy, so you better be treating your professors well." He teased. It wasn't often that he did so, but when he did it sure packed a punch.

The younger man couldn't help the unease that came upon him whenever Lee was around. He was a good man, one of the greats even. He and Clementine agreed to tell Lee about their relationship together, only for the simple fact that neither was sure if Lee actually liked Louis and if Clem was there she would be able to diffuse the situation much more smoothly than Louis.

Still didn't stop Louis from turning on the charm as best he could. "I'm a star student, sir-"

"You're not a teenager anymore Louis, you can call me Lee,"

"Sure thing...Lee," It felt weird to even enunciate. After years of having to call his own dad 'sir' the word fell from his mouth so easily around men older than him. "So...you keen to see Clem?"

Lee made a typical low-grunt dad noise as he shifted in his seat. Who made the decision to make these things out of cheap plastic? "Always am. Y'know, she always gets nervous before something big, but she still pulls through no matter what."

Louis wondered what it would be like to have a parent be immensely proud of you. To not keep your head low and wonder what words would set them off...what a foreign feeling. He would have to give his mother a call and ask if she was proud. He would have to give her a call, period. "Yeah, she's a tough one."

The girl didn't feel so tough beneath everyone's gaze.

Clementine swung around her trusty bat through the air, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Fuck fear...fuck fear." She muttered to herself over and over again in an attempt to rebuild her confidence. Practising at the public batting cage in front of strangers was one thing, but playing in front of a large crowd of people who knew her was still a foreign matter, no matter how often she had done it. The sharp winter wind only beat her down further, making her hands tremble more than what they already were.

"Hey Clem, you cool?" Her coach, Javier Garcia, called out from his spot by the bench. He was the best coach she could have ever asked for, always patient and skilled as hell.

"Just nervous, I'm not sure why." Her eyes flickered over to the group of loud idiots at the bleachers, then again those were her idiots. Willy, Tenn and AJ were screaming their little heads off, Ruby and Brody were beaming with pride. Omar was trying to block out the smell of plastic cheese and cheap meat from his delicate sinuses. Aasim was currently googling 'baseball tactics' so he would have some idea of what was going on. Marlon was somehow taking a nap despite all the noises surrounding them, and Mitch was bored as ever. Boxing was the superior sport. Louis was way too eager to watch her play, being a baseball fanatic himself this was his heaven.

She just had to trust that he wouldn't say anything about their relationship to Lee. Of all the boys she had to fall for, it was the one that had the biggest chance of Lee not liking.

Javi followed her gaze and smirked. "Are they your friends?" He received his answer by how her head fell low. "At least they support you. I know it's been a while since you've played, with school and all, keep a clear head and you'll be fine. Go kick ass, Clementine." Javi gave her a gentle pat on the back before turning back to her other teammates. Ken Junior, known to everyone else as Duck, was clapping like mad.

"You got this Clem!" He called out. Duck and Clementine had been friends since childhood, he always had her back, even if he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box. "Give them a good ol' swing!

Three of her fellow teammates-Layla, Frankie and Elyse-cheered on with Duck.

"I believe in you sista Clem!"

"Give them hell Clementine! Punch them in the tit!"

"You got this! We stan a strong baseball queen!"

Clementine threw back a thumbs up as she made her way towards the batters' box. "You got this motherfucker, you got this!" She mumbled, a habit she had picked up from Lee over the years. The pitcher rolled his eyes at Clem's small stature as she grounded her feet on the dirty diamond. This team was new to their field, they hadn't seen what they were capable of.

However, Javi's team didn't know what their opposition was capable of either. The pitcher somehow channelled the strength of Zeus as he pummeled the ball on a slight curve, entirely missing Clementine's poorly calculated swing.

"Strike one!"

"Bullshit!" Violet couldn't help but scream at what she deemed injustice. "They can't do that!"

"Yes they can," Louis interrupted her revolt. "Clem just...missed the ball." This wasn't like her, not by a long shot.

The group of teenagers sitting behind them, who had now reached a stage beyond being just rowdy, were laughing at Clementine's aim. "Get her off the field!" A young girl with braces shouted, her hoard all laughed in agreement, throwing bits of their snacks at the fence.

Violet had reached a breaking point with the clique. She slammed her empty nugget box into her drink holder, crushing the cardboard material. With her head held high, she turned to the obnoxious bunch, her eyes shooting fiery daggers at each member. "You shut the fuck up and get your teeth straight!"

Louis quickly pulled Violet back into her rickety seat, yet his smile was full of pure smugness. It was moments like this he was glad to consider her a friend, even if her methods of support were wild.

"Strike Two!"

The keeper's word quickly quelled the group of their excitement. All their eyes turned to the small girl on the field, her knuckles locked in a death grip around the bat.

Clementine wanted to beat herself over the head and then some. She had been practising for this game, what was wrong with her?? She made the deadly mistake of glancing towards Louis, her secret boyfriend, and then to Lee, her dear and clueless father figure. The only thing heavier than the bat was the guilt residing in her head-

Oh, that's why.

She muttered many curses under her breath as the pitcher threw another crooked smile her way. This fucking kid-

"C'mom Clementine! Blast them to space!" Mitch shouted, surprising his friends. They never would have expected him to show this much enthusiasm. He noticed their not so subtle jaw drops. Even Aasim appeared confused by his outburst. "What? I still want her to win."

Louis locked eyes with Clem through the rusty fence. Anyone could see just how nervous she was. Her big curious eyes were brimming with worry. Louis wanted to run through the field and hug her, remind her of just how awesome she was.

But there was both a wire fence and a 5'10 father figure sitting next to him and truth be told was just a tad more scared of Lee, so Louis settled for a childish thumbs up, hoping it would have the same effect.

It somehow did the trick.

Clementine straightened her back like a knight riding off to battle. Her nerves settled themselves as she braced for the strong arm of the pitcher. If Louis believed in her, then what could go wrong?

With a mighty crack, Clem managed to hit the ball and she took off like a shooting star, whizzing past the opposition as they desperately ran after the ball flying through the air. The triumphant yelling from the spectators fueled her fire as her legs carried her over the diamonds with ease. Her lungs thumped within her chest like a hammer against cloth.

"Hurry Clem! They caught it!" Duck hollered. His voice carried across the entire field and switched on extreme flight mode within Clem. If her legs had gone any faster they would have appeared as but a mere blur. Home base was in sight, the final stretch. She noticed a player readying her throwing arm, the white ball within her grasp.

With one final bound, Clementine skidded to the ground, her left leg slammed down onto the dirt, kicking it up behind her. She couldn't help but cry out at the rough collision, it fell upon a distracted crowd who were too busy cheering. Clementine slowly opened her dry eyes and saw the tired faces of the opposition and the maddening grins of her teammates, she had just made it. She won.

Her teammates charged at her like a herd of wild animals, with Duck leading the group. "We won! We won!" He didn't even try to hold back his enthusiasm, but when did he ever?

Layla fell atop of Clementine, her arms squeezing her in a hug that almost left Clem comatose. "I knew you could do it!" The rest of her teammates all fell into a hug together, even Javi joined in.

"Guys," Clem coughed out. "My leg really fucking hurts." Her friends disbanded just as quickly as they had come together, concerned hands reaching out to the obvious tear running down her pant leg. A guilty rock with jagged edges lay beside her kneecap, specks of fresh blood gleaming off it.

Frankie swung an arm beneath Clementine's shoulder and helped pull her back to the shaded bench. "I'll get some water." He immediately zoomed off to the 'hydration station', leaving the rest of the team to ponder over the injury.

"Can't go one game without hurting yourself, can you?" Javi gently rolled up Clem's dirty pant leg, ignoring her pained whimpers. "Damn, you skidded hard." Speckles of blood oozed from her graze, staining her white pants.

"It's fine," Clem tried to brush the blood away but flinched at her own touch. "I've done worse." She had the scars to prove it. Now she had another story to add to the 'Clementine Injury Hall of Fame', as Louis called it.

Frankie came back with two cups full of water as Javi bandaged Clems' graze. He passed them off to her, surprised and concerned at how quickly Clementine downed both of them. "You alright hon?"

"You need to be careful out there Clem," Elyse spoke up from the sidelines, her eyes staring right at her injured friend. "This. Is. Not. Okay." She clapped between each word for emphasis, her hair bouncing in time

Clementine immediately stood to her feet when Javi finished wrapping her leg. "Don't worry about me, it'll be okay." She walked as quickly and as delicately as she could to the fence, her friends and family waiting eagerly for her on the other side.

"Clem! You won! You won!" AJ shouted at the top of his lungs, making Tenn wince slightly. His little fingers were tugging on the fence until Lee pulled them away.

Clementine tried to ignore the shooting pain as he zoomed up to her leg, clutching it tightly. Of course, he goes after the injured leg..."Thanks, kiddo. It wasn't just me though. Did you see the home run that Duck delivered?" She gently pushed him off of her wound, hoping that no one noticed her quivering lip.

"Humble as ever," Louis grinned. All he wanted to do was run towards Clem and hug her to death just as her team had done, only better. But Lee stood right beside him. If Louis even dared to run to her the man would pull him back by the collar of his coat. "You wanna hear a baseball fact? Apparently, if you sing whilst playing baseball you may not get a very good...pitch."

A predictable hush took over the once buzzing conversation.

"Never hit anyone, never hit anyone..." Violet muttered to herself over and over again to keep her fist at bay from the back of Louis' dumb head.

Aasim huffed as he scrolled through Instagram, his eyes purposefully looking away from the memes Mitch tagged him in. The man couldn't find a meme with any good substance. "I can't believe that man is dating her."

Ah, so that's what it was.

Lee couldn't help but smile as he put together the puzzle. Clem did seem more on edge lately, a little more secretive than usual. His questions about her uni life were always answered the same, "It's fine, nothing new! No one new."

Anyone could see that both Clem and Louis were in some state of infatuation. He looked at her the way every girl wants to be looked at by a man; intrigued and enamoured. "Hey Sweetpea," Lee called her away from her 'not-so-secret-secret' lover. "So, when were you gonna tell me about you and Louis?"

It was almost laughable how quickly the colour drained from her face, reminding Lee of when she was eight and got caught putting bugs on Ducks pillow during a camping trip. It was the face Lee had seen from many of his students when they "forgot" about an assignment; the timeless face of someone who had gotten caught.

Clem coughed away the lump in her throat, suddenly finding her mouth very dry. "How did you-"

"Your friend Aasim just gave it away, but I like to think I'm smarter than you give me credit for. I had a feeling there was something going on with you two. I love you Clem, but you're not subtle." He pulled her cap down below her eyes, purposefully embarrassing her.

Clementine immediately fixed her hat, revealing her freshly red face. There was no lie in his words, she was as subtle as Brody's full brim hat. "Whatever. You're not mad that I didn't tell you?"

"I kept a lot worse from my parents when I was your age," Lee shuddered to think of the secrets he and his brother kept in their youth. "I could never be mad at you Clem. Besides, you can do a lot worse than Louis."

Said boy went on a whole fucking trip with that. His head buzzed as he tried to decipher the mixed message. "I'm gonna take that as a compliment."

"Your ego is already big enough," Violet quickly chimed in as she grabbed Clem's attention. "You ready to head back to our dorm? I think you could use a shower." She gestured to the dirt along Clementine's cheeks, giving her faux freckles.

"Sure, I feel really gross," She giggled alongside her best friend before turning back to Lee. "I'll give you a call later, cool?"

Lee gave her a firm pat on the back. "Sure thing Sweetpea."

With his newfound sense of confidence (and comfort), Louis proudly took Clem's hand within his own. "Catch you later Lee! I can call you that now! No takebacks!"

AJ ferociously waved back to Clem and her friends. "See you later!"

Ruby and Brody fawned over how cute he was as he trotted alongside Lee. Both girls were emitting what Louis had dubbed 'big uwu energy'. They were often prone to it.

Lee quickly turned back to the duo, his finger pointing directing at Louis. "If I find out you tried to sneak into her room again I will kick your butt."

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beatitlikeabongodrum · 7 years

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Taking Care Of The Avengers: 14) New Weirdos

Everyone was in the training room, challenging each other's skills with their own. Pietro, Wanda and Bruce were not present as they were in the labs, doing something or the other.

All except Tony were gonna fight, of course. He needed the suit. So, he was the judge, or so he said. He just sat around and forced people to do shit. He was also the cheerleader. Well, he sucked at being a cheerleader, and he almost insisted on wearing a woman's cheer-leading suit.

Idiot.

The training room occupied a full floor, with latest training facilities. There were punching bags, treadmills, shooting ranges, weapons and a large open area for combat, covered in a large and firm yet soft mat. There were windows on two sides of the floor, with long curtains for covering it, and the walls were painted beige and white.

"Go, Capsicle!" Tony hollered as the Captain threw a punch at the other super soldier.

"You can do it, Bucky!" You also screamed, as both the soldiers retreated slightly to recover. They then advanced again, delivering and blocking punches and kicks.

" Who's strong and brave, here to save the American Way? Who vows to fight like a man for what's right night and day? Who will campaign door-to-door for America, Carry the flag shore to shore for America, From Hobo-ken to Spokane, The Star Spangled Man with a Plan!" Tony belted out and danced ridiculously on the sidelines.

Everyone burst out laughing and Steve looked up in embarrassment, temporarily forgetting about Bucky, who immediately took the opportunity to lock him in a tight pin.

"Bucky, Bucky! The Winter Soldier," Clint belted out stupid lyrics spontaneously. You're so strong, you can lift a boulder You can beat the Capsicle, You are so damn whimsical! Cause you're amazing with a metal arm used for whooping butts so hard that it would become as flat as weird ass pancakes which wouldn't be delicious at all!" He rapped out horribly making everyone shudder and clamp their ears down.

Everyone stopped for a second to stare at Clint. Bucky had a look of sheer disgust and embarrassment.

"Wha-? Just what?" Loki asked as he looked at your brother.

Clint winced. "Man, that didn't rhyme."

"You do know that was an insult to rappers all over the world, right?" Tony asked with a glare.

He just shrugged with an embarrassed blush, about to open his mouth to answer when the windows on the far side crashed and shattered. Everyone took cover, and then immediately stood up as the glass pieces stopped flying everywhere.

As the Avengers stood up cautiously, all armed or prepared to fight, two costumed figures came barreling in and fought each other instead of attacking the Avengers.

"What the-" You started and stared at the two figures who were now rolling and trying to punch each other on the mat where the super-soldiers fought previously.

"Who are these new weirdos?" Thor boomed in confusion. You were surprised as to how Thor understood the term 'weirdo'.

The soldiers moved in and tried separating the two people, who struggled and started fighting verbally.

"YOU Web-Face! That's the last time you ruin my moment!" The taller and stronger figure shouted. He was dressed in a red and black suit with a sword and few guns strapped onto his suit. His face mask had black diamonds covering his eyes and seemed skillful.

"I was just trying to help! You seemed to be in a bit of a pickle, considering that you were losing a fight to a pickle-dressed guy!" The other man snapped back. He was dressed in dark blue, black and red, with a large black spider embroidered across the chest of his suit. He had webs drawn across his suit and mask. His face mask at the eyes had black parts curving upwards and a well structured face.

You thought that the latter man actually sounded younger, like a teen.

"I had it well under control!"

"Sure, you did. Next you'll tell me you also had to save the damsel in distress! Oh wait, you were the damsel in distress!"

Diamond face also struggled against the Captain, but to no avail. Everyone else was wondering what was going on and who these characters were.

"So, are we just going to stand here and watch or-" Loki asked uncertainly and Clint shrugged.

"Oh please! It was all part of my plan!" Diamond face stopped struggling and resorted to just verbal abuse. "Not like I needed an insect to help me."

"Yeah well this insect just saved your butt from an overgrown pickle! The least you can do is be grateful instead of going all commando and fury on me!" Spider retorted loudly and also stopped moving.

"I wear underwear under this suit!" Diamond face cried indignantly and then tried to lunge, only to have the Captain pin him to the ground effortlessly.

"Well, even with that suit, I can still see your cr-" Spidey started but immediately got cut off by you.

"Whoa! Hold up, people! You can't just blast your way through windows and start speaking inappropriate shit!" You cried out indignantly, making them stare at you.

The Avengers snickered at your comment and returned their attention back to the two men. They both suddenly realized that they fought in front of an audience and immediately straightened themselves out, trying to look less disheveled.

"Sorry, love. I just hate it when Web-ass over there interrupts my missions. And I'm Dead-pool." Diamond face introduced and looked directly at you.

Natasha was wondering why he seemed so keen on his introduction. Shouldn't masked superheroes want to be somewhat invisible, only appearing when people were in danger, and not easily let others know them?

"You would've lived up to your name if I didn't help you. I'm sure you've heard of me- Spider-man!" The other man said excitedly.

Everyone nodded in sync, making Dead-pool raise an eyebrow and Spider-man took a step back, feeling scared.

"And we know who you guys are. Avengers Assemble Asses!" Dead-pool exclaimed humorously but the Avengers glared at him.

"Why, you little-" Natasha yelled and lunged for him. You sensed that and quickly ran to her to hold her back.

Dead-pool snickered. "I've heard of this Dragon. Sounds lame. Besides, none of you guys look like a weird dragon." He remarked and your head shot up swiftly.

"Damn." Bucky muttered with a smirk. He knew what was coming.

You snapped your body to him and growled in a dangerously low voice. "What did you say? Repeat it, so that I can make sure to hurt you in ways you've never even imagined."

And with that, you let go of Natasha and dashed to the terrified Dead-pool, knocking him to the ground and punching his chest.

"Get her off me!"

"Nah! We're good." Steve said and everyone else started talking to each other casually as Dead-pool's screams were filling the room. You kept punching and twisting his limbs angrily.

"How dare you call me lame." You were about to deliver a strong punch to his face, one that would actually make a dent, when Loki noticed this.

His eyes widened in horror and he sprang forwards, grabbing your waist and pulling you off as you were about to deliver the punch. He carried you in the air as you struggled against his hold, making you seem as light as a feather.

"Let me go! I want to finish his sorry butt off this planet!" You screamed and tried biting your way out.

"Wow! I like her." Spider-man commented, impressed.

Dead-pool got up as soon as you were off him and climbed to the top of a tall pole, shivering in fear as you glared daggers at him.

"(Y/n), calm down. It's alright." Loki said in his silky voice, whispering in your ear as he held you close to him. He started rubbing your back in comfort as you glared angrily and breathed heavily.

You immediately calmed down like you were under some spell. His voice was so soothing and soft, sometimes even rendering you speechless and making you a blushing mess.

"Just calm down. You might get another shot at him later." Loki added with a dark and mischievous smile, making you grin back.

"You guys done?" Tony asked with a poker face and you glared. "So, what are you doing here? It should be a good reason if you came crashing into my tower."

"He stole my mission!" "He didn't thank me for saving his stupid butt!"

Natasha's patience wore thin and she yelled, "Shut up. We don't even know you guys, so get out!" "Tash, calm down." Clint spoke warily. "We still need to find out who they really are."

"Hi! I'm Peter Parker and- oh no! I wasn't supposed to say that!" He covered his mouth in horror and took a few steps back.

Bucky smiled in amusement and you chuckled. Natasha shook her head in annoyance and the two gods were wondering what was even going on.

All they understood was that two costumed men, not wearing underwear are fighting over a pickled man. Not very accurate, though.

"Too late. JARVIS, run a scan on a teen named Peter Parker." Tony called out and gave a cheeky smile.

"As you wish, sir. May I recommend snacks for our guests?" The AI asked in a monotone voice.

"Yup. Make it a chocolate sundae. " Dead-pool piped in cheerily.

"I do not take orders from a red-assed weirdo." JARVIS replied back with sass, making Dead-pool quiet and Tony smile widely with pride.

"We're all heroes here. Might as well reveal yourselves. "Clint said casually, even though he was burning with curiosity at the two dressed up men.

Peter/ Spider-man shook his head and gave out a sigh, pulling his mask off, revealing a handsome 19 or 20 year old man, with brown hair and deep eyes.

"Your turn, nut." Tony ordered the man perched on the pole. He jumped down easily, and walked over cautiously, eyeing you the whole time with wary eyes.

"How do you see anything with those black diamonds covering your face?" Thor asked innocently, baffled by the man.

"It's a thing all superheroes go through, excluding you guys." Dead-pool remarked with a hidden smirk. He whipped off his mask, revealing a somewhat handsome yet shriveled face.

"Whoa! You look like an avocado who had a one-night stand with an older avocado." Tony stated blandly, as everyone stared.

"That's exactly what my friend said. I'm Wade Wilson. " He muttered somberly and ran a hand through his very short hair.

"What's a one-night stand?" Steve asked, clueless, Loki and Thor nodding their head approvingly at the Captain's question.

You gulped along with Bucky. Tony was about to open his mouth, ready for a whole snarky lecture when Natasha clamped his mouth down.

"In time, you guys will learn." Clint finished quickly, knowing that such conversations would taint their somewhat innocent minds. Except Loki. You never know what might happen then.

The three just nodded innocently with furrowed eyebrows.

"You guys should try it! Pete is still a baby but everyone else seems old enough. " Wade added indifferently, earning a web to the face by Peter.

You and Peter Hi-fived and smirked. But then something made your mind deter from the conversation. And Loki was smiling the whole time because of it.

You were still wrapped around Loki's arms, as his hand was moving up and down your back slowly, causing shivers to run down your spine. A blush emerged and you noticed Tony smirking at you.

You pulled away slowly and the others conversed about the two new men, missing the smile that was wiped off Loki's face.

You were so oblivious. Tony wanted to smack you for that.

"Is it okay if we stay here for sometime? It seems like a nice shanty." Wilson asked with a half-grin, Peter nodding with a hopeful smile.

"No."

"Yes."

"Uh, so can-?"

"Voting time!" Steve announced and the Avengers huddled in a circular group.

Peter had wandered off, impatient at waiting for the decision. He came across the labs, which were empty. Bruce had gone to retrieve supplies along with the twins, and Peter looked at it with a bright smile.

After tinkering for about ten minutes, he heard people approaching and quickly ran out, reaching the training room where the huddled group finally began to disperse.

Dead-pool was coloring on a paper with crayons- a messed up version of the Avengers.

"You guys can stay for only a day. Just because we have to inform Fury about this. Okay?" Steve said and the two men nodded eagerly. "Don't do anything stupid -" he was cut off with a small boom.

"Now what?" Loki asked exasperatedly.

Spider-man rubbed his neck sheepishly, making Tasha narrow her eyes suspiciously.

And in came Bruce with the Maximoffs in tow, bodies caked with black ash. Everyone in the room was stifling laughs as Bruce approached angrily.

"Who was the idiot to mess with the H2O, magnesium and sulphite? I want to smash." His voice came out deeper, making everyone panic.

The red headed assassin immediately stepped forward to see a few green veins bulging out from his arms and forehead. She started soothing him as everyone turned accusingly towards the visitors.

Dead-pool not so discreetly pointed to Peter, who giggled sheepishly. "Sorry?"

"I was supposed to heat only the sulphur! But this person mixed water and magnesium and -" Bruce trailed off as he noticed that not everyone understood his science talk. He sighed, "They went boom. Luckily, not much damage but I have to restart everything. "

With that, he stomped out, the twins shooting weird glances at the two new men and they left as well.

"You should have seen it. That was literally out of this world! " Pietro exclaimed and Wanda face-palmed.

"Uh, does he know how to use the word 'literally'?" Dead-pool asked with a raised eyebrow.

"He has a problem. " Clint put in as he shook his head.

"What did we say about doing stupid things?" Bucky asked with gritted teeth and he placed his arms on his hips accusingly.

"Calm down, mother bear. " Dead-pool commented with a snort. Bucky glared and stepped forward to punch him but was held back by Steve.

"You guys were taking so long. I was bored. "

"And what was the Diamond man doing at that time?" Loki asked with a snarl. Yet, he enjoyed the slight mayhem.

Wade promptly held up his drawing with a gleeful smile. "Nice?"

Everyone glared at him without a sound. You glanced at Loki as if asking for permission. He nodded.

With a dark smile, (Loki was really rubbing off on you.) You were about to lunge when Bucky along with Thor held you back quickly. Wade retreated a few steps with a terrified expression.

"I want a pop-tart!"Thor announced and ran out hurriedly.

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"We shouldn't do this. We really shouldn't do this. Why are we doing this?" You asked worriedly, eyeing Loki, Peter and Wade who were sneaking into Tony's personal labs.

"Because it's fun. " Peter responded cheerily as he stepped in front of a glass door.

"And because the others are lame. " Wade said as he gestured for you to open it.

You punched in the correct keys, and the door slid open with a slight whoosh. The four of you stepped in and immediately ran to the suits that were lined up in a row, encased by glass.

"How do we work them?" Loki asked as he tapped the suit on the head. You stepped in front of one suit and clicked a button on a keypad. The glass cases opened and each of you stepped in front of a different suit.

Somehow, the four managed to get into their respective suits and fly them after a few minutes of banging walls and yelling. The yelling was by Loki because his hair got stuck in the helmet.

You and Peter teamed up and Loki and Wade teamed up, playing catch in the suits. You and Peter ran to the window and flew out, the other team in hot pursuit.

Spider-man led the way as he flew, but he passed the large windows of the lounge, where the Avengers jumped to their feet in surprise as they saw four of Tony's suits fly on their own.

"What is that?" Tony asked in bewilderment as he saw his beloved suits flying and crashing each other.

Wade was controlling stupidly, dashing everyone in his way. He got pushed, crashed through the balcony of the lounge and ended up in front of the angry Avengers.

"Hey guys. I was just, uh, enjoying the view. "He said with a cheeky smile and got up. He was about to take off when Steve caught him and brought him down. Tony somehow removed the suit and glared at the man.

" Wilson down! Wilson down! That means help, you idiots!" Wade screamed at you and the flying men as he was dragged by his shirt collar.

"We'll get him later." You waved him off, but Tony managed to come flying towards you in his Iron man suit as Thor used his hammer to get the other escapees.

"Abort! Abort!" You chimed and flew off with Tony on your heels.

Tony overtook you and did something, making the suit disintegrate from your body. You started plummeting but quickly transformed into your dragon form, easily flying back up. You went near Tony and whacked him with a whip of your tail.

"Dammit, (Y/n)!" He cursed and went off with his precious suits.

"Nice face. " Someone commented and you turned to see Spider-man perching on the rails of the balcony sans Iron Man suit.

You growled slightly and landed, shifting into your other form. But before that happened, Peter was very curious and attempted to touch your wing, making you slap him with your tail.

Entering the lounge, you saw Wade being lectured by the other Avengers who quickly turned as you entered. With a curse, you and your spider friend fled the room with the other Avengers running and shouting after you. In the end, they stopped chasing you and you found Loki in the vents.

"I though this would be the last place you would be! You were too godly to 'climb into revolting and inhumane steel traps' from what you've told me." you quoted sarcastically with a smirk.

Loki sighed and rolled his eyes, shifting to make space for you. You and Peter had split up when the Avengers were chasing you. From his piercing screams, you understood that they started dragging him back by his legs.

You heaved yourself up and Loki pulled up you up by your arms. The vents were quite large so there was enough space for both you and the god.

"So, how long are we going to wait here?" You drummed your fingers impatiently. Loki narrowed his eyes at your fingers and clamped them down with his own to stop the tapping.

You blushed and looked away, mentally thanking the sweet Avenger who decided to unknowingly pass under the vents, making you and Loki silent, so that you didn't need to show your face to Loki.

"What are you guys doing up here? Making out?" Someone's head popped from the corner of the vent, making you squeal and cower into Loki.

"What is wrong with you, Diamond-nut?" Loki hissed as he pulled you away slowly after putting his hand around your waist.

You sported your oh-so-famous blush and looked at Wade who was smirking and in the weirdest position a person could ever be in a vent. One leg was raised and he lay on his stomach and the other leg was propped against the wall. His body twisted and arms above his head.

"Get out of my hiding space." Dead-pool shrieked and wriggled to chase you away.

The Avengers in the lounge were dealing with Spidey, as in they were scolding and messing up his hair as they pinned him down. Turns out, he really spent a long time shaping it in the right way. So he cried out when they started tugging and messing it.

The Avengers had heard the high shriek and their heads shot up, and they dashed to the source of the sound, leaving Peter to run off and make water pranks.

"They're in this one!" Clint called out as he crawled through his favorite vents.

"Gah!" You and Wade cursed. You, Loki and Wade glanced at each other for a second and then eyed the empty path to freedom.

All at once, the three of you started racing to the tunnel. Luckily, you managed to get out safely before the others advanced.

You ran to the lounge with the men in tow, only to find Peter dancing stupidly and singing off-tune as he filled a large bucket. He spun around as his Spidey senses tingled.

With a smirk, Loki used his magic to prop the water bucket at the top of the door frame. You grinned and grabbed a packet of balloons from a drawer labelled 'Tony's private parts.'

Yeah. That was a particularly hilarious day when he named the drawer.

You all started filling the balloons. Loki was wondering in amazement what these stretchy bubbles were. He started prodding some and even filled some alcohol in a balloon.

Hearing the sounds of approaching Avengers, you quickly grabbed the balloons along with the other men and stationed yourselves at hidden corners.

"What?" Bucky screamed as he entered, the water pouring all over him from the top of the door. He fell to the ground dramatically as the other Avengers charged.

Some of them slipped and fell. Mostly Pietro.

You started throwing the balloons of water at your unsuspecting friends, grinning madly as they hit them accurately. Loki and Wade were also throwing the balloons as Peter sent a few webs here and there.

One web caught Tony's feet and he plummeted to the ground. Loki used this opportunity to empty the alcohol-filled balloon on his face as his mouth was partially open.

Tony choked a bit and then swallowed, humming as he immediately became tipsy. He started struggling again and Loki decided to feed him more alcohol. He looked like a madman by the time he emptied a bottle of whiskey down Tony's throat.

The billionaire swayed lazily from side to side as Steve managed to remove the webs, all the while protecting himself from the splash of balloons with his shield.

Peter shot another web, which unfortunately hit Pietro in the place where the sun-don't-shine, and the speedster fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

"Of all the places, why there?" He asked with a moan.

"You hurt my brother!" Wanda exclaimed and her eyes turned red, making you look in fear.

"Time's up! Get out!" You shouted and Loki ran with you, Wade and Peter taking another corridor out.

"Every man for himself! Lady-Hulk is going to go nuts!" Wade said comically and sped down the hall, skidding to a stop as he reached the rooms of the Avengers. He quickly hid in the room labelled 'Romanoff'.

Peter was caught again and the Avengers left the torture to Wanda. The poor guy had his webs used against him.

You and Loki were being chased by Bucky and Natasha. Clint and Bruce were looking after Tony since drunk Tony was not a very obedient person. Thor and Steve were searching for Wade, as Pietro ran to get ice for his injury.

You and Loki ran faster, hoping that the Avengers would stop pursuing you. Instead, Loki grabbed your arm and dragged you to a hidden room.

"Whoa! Where are-" you started but your mouth was clamped by Loki's slender hand. He put his pointer finger to his lips and you understood the message, nodding as he removed his hand.

Bucky and Natasha quickly passed the room where you were hidden in and you breathed out a sigh of relief. You looked around, spotting a few drawers and no windows. It was a small room, enough to accommodate a few drawers and two people at least. There were three chairs.

"You have unfortunately found out my candy stash. " Loki said grimly as he sat on one chair and opened the drawer closest to him, bring out a huge bar of Dairy Milk. "No one knows but you. And if you dare tell anyone or even try to steal a single mortal candy, I will make sure you will regret it "

You gulped and nodded, taking a seat opposite to Loki as he delicately bit off a piece of chocolate and started chewing it. You licked your lips, giving him your most irresistible puppy dog eyes.

"What are you- oh that's good. " His eyes widened. He was impressed by your pitiful look and groaned, hesitantly handing you the chocolate.

You grabbed it, grinning madly. You shared the chocolate with Loki and he smiled the whole time as he saw you happily eating.

After five minutes, you both exited the room and ran to the residential area, where you and Loki found the most ridiculous thing ever.

Wade had somehow got hold of fluorescent paints and decorated Natasha's room with those colors, making it so bright that you had to shield your eyes. Wade was also dressed in high red and black heel shoes and a short black dress over his suit, and kept tripping around.

The funniest thing was that Thor and Steve were also in the room, watching Dead-pool with surprise but not doing anything to stop him.

Loki pulled on your arm and you faced him. You raised your eyebrow and he pulled you quietly away from the room. After a few moments, you winced as you heard Wade's shrieks echoing.

You and Loki went to the lounge, to find out completely empty. It was so quiet that it frightened you a bit, but the only thing you could concentrate on was Loki's hand still holding onto yours. He was smiling since you didn't pull away.

He suddenly stopped. "Something's not right. "

Pietro came speeding in the room with a rope and tied you both within a second. You screamed and struggled with Loki when the rest of the Avengers entered with evil smirks plastered on their faces as they dragged in Peter and Wade.

Wade was crying childishly as Peter attempted to head-butt Bucky, only to receive a slap on the head.

"We can explain!" You stammered out until Wanda shook her finger.

"It was Wilson's fault!" Loki pointed out and Wade gave out a retorted groan.

"I wanna go home!" Peter cried out but stopped as Tony spoke.

"When we're done with you guys, you can go home." He said darkly and the Avengers advanced menacingly.

"Say goodbye to your chocolates."

NO!"

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