Axel Fisker

21. Senior. Broadcasting Major at Twilight Town University.

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crystallinememoria:

Character Flaws && Strengths | 001

↳ Bold what applies to your muse!

╳ Flaws

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny

controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies

impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry

greedy | lazy | judgemental | forgetful | impulsive

spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky

♔ Strengths

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave

patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky

intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous

merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming

cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm

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sweet-prince-type:

Tamaki thought about it for a moment. He wasn’t wrong if they had been their long enough they might have forgotten their actual nature. “You know I might as well. Poor ducks won’t probably know what to do.” He glanced at the box. He’d have to do a bit more research on how to prepare them for the wild.

He gently laid down the box and opened slightly to check in with them. Seeing them move all about he stuck in his finger and gently patted their heads. With a bit of confidence the male started to gently  quack at them before getting a bit louder. He was going to teach his precious ducks how to be, well ducks and nothing else.

Axel watched Tamaki open the box and pet the ducks. He felt amused when the blond started to quack at the ducks. Most people wouldn’t do that, especially in front of another person. They’d be afraid of making a fool of themselves. But Tamaki apparently didn’t care what other people thought of him. Or maybe he was innocent enough to think he could actually make a difference.

The ducks seemed to stare at Tamaki. Some of them started to make chirpy sounds while others gently flapped their feathers. Axel thought it was dumb luck, really. He didn’t actually think they could learn from him.

Still, he encouraged him. “Wow, you’re good. But, you know, if you’re not careful they’ll probably start to think you’re their mother and follow you around to class.”

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sweet-prince-type:

Tamaki blinked as he watched the other look at the ducks. He wasn’t sure if he should be suspicious or relieved he was taunting him to expose these little ones. Though he had to admit he just wanted to name them, why did they have to be so cute.

“At a pet store. Their cuteness may have play a part into buying them. Plus what if they ended up in the wrong hands?” Tamaki grinned at him. 

“Didn’t know they sold ducks at the pet store,” Axel replied, a little surprised to hear that. He wondered how the store owner would have gotten them then. At any rate, Tamaki wasn’t the one who may have took them from their nest. Not that Axel really thought he would have. He seemed too sensitive. Maybe the ducks were bred in captivity somehow. Maybe a farmer just had an overstock.

“If they lived their whole lives in a pet store, you might have to teach them how to behave in the wild,” he pointed out, smirking at the thought. “Why don’t you start by teaching them how to quack?”

[oathkeepingme]

Ｉｎｆｉｒｍａｒｙ (Axel)

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oathkeepingme:

— He was impressed by the redhead’s hospitality. Axel had been thoughtful enough to bring him soup and a sandwich from work while he slept the day away in his bed. This meant that in the time he had been sleeping, the other student had left, gone to work, and returned. The passing of time felt far longer in that perspective, and it makes him feel like a nuisance that had overstayed his welcome. Roxas gets to his feet and shuffles into the kitchen, stuffing his hands into his pockets nervously.

❝ You really didn’t have to do that, ❞ he says, lingering next to the counter. ❝ I’m sorry for crashing in your bed for so long. ❞ Blue eyes follow Axel around the room as he unwraps a sandwich and heats up the soup in the microwave. As the warm aroma of chicken noodle soup wafts through the kitchen, Roxas starts to realize just how hungry he is, and how thankful he is for Axel’s kindness. It felt weird to be looked after like this.  ❝ Water is fine. Thanks, man. ❞

As the microwave beeps, the blond seats himself in front of the sandwich and takes a bite. The taste of turkey, fresh lettuce and juicy tomato explodes in his mouth and he hums.  ❝ This is really good, ❞ he muffles through a mouthful of bread.  ❝ My compliments to the chef. ❞ When the soup is set down, he takes a large spoonful of that as well.  ❝ Mmm… did you get yourself anything ? ❞

“It’s okay. I wanted to,” Axel replied without even thinking. The words brought a hint of color to his cheeks afterward. He wondered if Roxas would think it was weird that he cared so much about him. He’d probably think he was a creep if he realized the full extent of Axel’s feelings. It made Axel feel a little creepy, too. He had never fallen head-over-heels-in-love with someone he hardly knew. Wait, love? Okay, he needed to back up. He didn’t love Roxas. He was just powerfully infatuated. How could he love someone he barely knew? It made no sense and made him feel like a total sap.

“And no need to apologize,” Axel added after a moment. “I know how spent you were. Not to mention sick. I’m glad you’re starting to feel better.” He looked away once Roxas made his drink request. “Water it is.” He hoped the other hadn’t noticed the way his face heated up. Surely something like that would only make him more transparent. He grabbed a cup from the counter, padded over to the fridge, and got some ice and water from the dispenser.

Axel returned to the table and set the water near Roxas’s soup bowl. He sat across from him, smiling when he saw how much Roxas enjoyed the food. “If you like it so much, maybe you could visit me at work sometime.” He didn’t feel bold enough to request a date. Plus, it seemed tacky to take Roxas on a date to where he worked. He didn’t even know if Roxas would even date him. “And nah, I’m good. I ate back at work after my shift.”

[kvover]

Roxas, Axel & Xion ( ˊ3ˋ )

[angelnamine]

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zexion-crowthe:

— The vibration against his thigh alerts him of a new text message, and he would honestly be surprised if it had been from anyone other than the new acquaintance to his left. Ignoring the message, he stares at the sky and the puffs of smoke escaping their lips. He could appreciate someone that smoked as much as he did, even if it was a dreadful habit. Sighing at Axel’s attempt at a conversation starter, Zexion takes the cigarette between his fingers and lets it rest against his knee. The close proximity of their bodies is comfortable, despite being nearly strangers to one another. Having a peculiar sense of smell, Zexion is able to dictate that Axel smells spicy– like warm cinnamon or cayenne pepper. It was unusual and intriguing. 

❝ I do plenty. ❞ The slate-haired male glances sideways.  ❝ Although I do enjoy a good novel, I also enjoy cooking. Smoking, as you can see… I’m also partial to alcohol, if it is so readily available. ❞ He cocks an eyebrow towards the other.  ❝ And yourself ? ❞ 

“Oh yeah? Usually I don’t read full books unless it’s for class,” Axel said, listening to what Zexion had to say. Unlike the other, he didn’t mind the small talk. Sometimes he actually liked it. He may have struggled getting truly close to people, but he liked talking. It helped him get out of his own head. He wasn’t partial to becoming lost in his own thoughts. He liked interacting with the world. It kept him burning bright.

“I bet your favorites are the pervy ones, right? Life Fifty Shades of Grey?” Axel teased. He assumed the other probably liked darker stories, like something written by Edgar Allen Poe. Judging on looks alone wasn’t the wisest thing to do, but Axel felt like doing so could sometimes give him a general read on people.

“And if you cook me dinner sometime, I can always bring the wine in return. Or whatever it is that you like,” Axel said. “I usually end up burning what I make. Luckily, I work at a café, so I can get real food from there at a discounted price.” He chuckled some at the thought. He’d really be screwed if he didn’t work at Shells. “And besides smoking, I like taking walks and hanging out. Listening to music. Going to the movies. The occasional party. Stuff like that.”

[naminewalton]

midnight comforts || namine & axel

@axelfisker

it was late, later than namine had realized, as she finally closed her sketchbook and stood up, stretching from having sat down for such a long time. she had been drawing in the student lounge, wanting to avoid being caught up at such a late time by impa again. although she knew she really should get to sleep earlier, she felt that her muse was strongest the later at night. how could she miss such a perfect opportunity to draw?

however, she decided that maybe it was time to stop for the night, as it was almost nearing midnight, and she did want to try and get a little more sleep that night. so she packed up her things in her bag, sketchbook in arms, and made her way back to her dorm.

needless to say the whole building was a little eerie at night, what with not a single person in sight, but the faint sounds of thumping music from far-off dorm room parties. college kids either seemed to be really tired, or really wild. as namine inched further down the hall, she was surprised to see someone hobbling down the hall in the distance, and she was sure she recognized that wild mane of red hair…

“axel?”

he looked like a mess, she noted, as she inched toward him a little hesitantly. 

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Axel had a knack for showing up to dorm parties, especially when his own liquor supply was running low. Money was a constant issue for him, especially when Shells didn’t give him enough hours. He couldn’t afford to buy any of his own booze this week, so he hit up the dorm party despite not originally feeling very social from a hard week at school. The dorm party felt a lot like high school in a sense. Loud dance music blared over the speakers of the stereo, and everyone drank from red plastic cups He used to constantly party back in high school. It was how he ended up meeting Demyx.

Partying when he wasn’t feeling social was a better alternative than crawling back to his parents. Crawling back meant conforming to their standards and giving up everything he loved. He never wanted to live some Stepford lifestyle. He hated how a lot of rich people acted more or less the same, especially the older ones. His parents may have not been filthy rich, but they were upper middle class and lived quite comfortably. And were about as fun as wet blankets.

The party also served as a distraction from his huge crush on Roxas, which seemed to be getting worse with each passing day. His feelings for the blond only got stronger, and Axel felt more scared despite finally getting Roxas to remember his name. He couldn’t bring himself to tell Roxas how he felt. He feared rejection, but what he feared more was being so open and vulnerable with somebody.

By the end of the night, Axel felt like he’d drank his entire body weight in cheap beer and a couple of shots of tequila. He stumbled out of the party around midnight, totally wasted and without a clue of how to get back to his own dorm.

The sound of a sweet voice got his attention. Axel lifted his head and flashed Naminé a crooked smile. He walked over to her with some trouble and leaned up against the wall.

“Well, well, well! If it isn’t Naminé!” Axel greeted, having no idea how loud he was being. “S’not past your bedtime? What’s a good girl like you still doing up?”

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burningxdawn:

“If that’s what you want to keep telling yourself, then sure,” he remarked giving the taller male an amused look, “as for the apology, I’ll have to get back to you on that one. Haven’t really decided if it’s called for yet.”

“Hey, you don’t douse people with water no mater what the circumstances are!” Axel argued, looking far from amused. The shorter male had succeeded in getting him riled up. “Maybe if they’re on fire, but that’s about it. But that’s besides the point. You really don’t think you did anything wrong?”

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ofribbcns:

“i’m a full time student, but i wouldn’t mind having a job! although between classes and cheer, i’m not sure i’d have much time for one… i’ll just have to come visit you at yours, i guess!” she grinned. if she were to get a job, she wouldn’t know where to start looking… perhaps she would keep an eye out while they were in town.

“so… sea salt ice cream, huh? i’ve never heard of such a thing, is it bitter?”

“I think you’ve got a full schedule already,” Axel agreed with a smile. “It’s better to focus on your studies. You know, you could always get a boyfriend if you want someone to pay for you,” he joked. “You know, if you think chivalry and traditional values are still alive. But I bet you’re smart enough to have a lot of money from scholarships and things like that,” he added a little more seriously.

He was a little surprised that Aerith had never heard of sea salt ice cream, and it showed on his face. “You’ve never had it? Then you haven’t lived!” Axel said, being dramatic and humorous at the same time. He chuckled a little. “It’s not bitter at all. It’s the perfect combination of salty and sweet. If you like chocolate covered pretzels, you’ll love it.”

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burningxdawn:

Knowing that he wouldn’t be getting any other reaction or apology from the red haired male, he let the matter drop and decided to instead deal with whatever punishment or lecture his manager had decided was appropriate for him having left his post so suddenly, if he even bothered thinking it was worth the effort and/or time it would take to give said lecture. “That’s not really something I can answer, at least not correctly or in the way you’re probably looking for at least,” he responded as he let out a breath he’d been holding. Of course he’d noticed the other teen’s silence and mood as of late, granted the teen tended to try and cover up the fact that he seemed to be bothered by one thing or another as soon as Riku walked into the room or even made so much as a move in the teens direction. It kind of reminded him of when he’d first met the boy all those years ago, when he and Kairi had taken it upon themselves to try and cheer up the silent, sad boy they’d decided to befriend. It seemed so much simpler then, than it did now. He was at a loss for what to do, unsure of how to approach the subject in a way that wouldn’t upset Sora more or result in the teen playing it off as nothing more than being tired.

“What do you mean? Aren’t you his best friend?” Axel asked. Maybe it wasn’t his place to say that. Saïx had been his best friend in a sense, but Axel still kept up walls around him. Demyx was a close second. He liked to joke around with people, sometimes even be pretty friendly with them, but he tended to stay away from serious and deep conversations. He never wanted to become too close and grow vulnerable. He preferred keeping his distance while still getting social interactions.

“Well, isn’t it pretty bad when an outside observer notices it?” Axel asked again after a few moments, keeping his sharp green eyes focused on Riku. “If you want me to be blunt, I think there’s a lot of sexual tension between you two. It’d probably be better for both your sakes if you made him your boyfriend, even though that’d end up hurting Kairi. But at least everybody would know where they stand then.” He gestured vaguely with his hand, waving it about. “Better than leaving things in some kind of weird limbo.”

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continued from this ask || @jashinloveshidan

Axel’s eyes widened slightly as Hidan pulled him into a drunken hug. He had expected for the silver-haired man to be down for the count, but Hidan had just proven him wrong. He thought about his request. Honestly, Hidan would be better off that way. With his level of intoxication, it seemed possible that he could accidentally puke in his sleep.

“I don’t normally babysit,” Axel began, “but this is your lucky day.” He smirked and thumped Hidan on the back. “C’mon. You can crash in my dorm.”

He tried not to put too much stock into Hidan’s observation of him being good to the other. He just knew what it was like to be so wasted. That was all. And he knew what it felt like to be entirely alone with nobody else to turn to.

Letting Hidan use him as a crutch, Axel helped him down the hall. Together they travelled all the way to Axel’s dorm. Axel guided Hidan to rest against the wall while he opened the door. Then he brought him into the living room. He guided Hidan to the couch and nudged him to sit down.

“I’ll getcha some water. It’ll help with that hangover in the morning,” he said before heading off to the kitchen. He returned shortly after and pressed the cold glass of water into Hidan’s hand. “Here. Drink.”

Axel turned on the TV, the volume soft for some background noise. He stared at it a few moments before returning his gaze to Hidan. “So... Mind if I ask why you’re so smashed?”

[dabiroki]

Ｃｏｗｏｒｋｅｒｓ

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kyokocandy:

— ❝ I think I can manage, ❞ she answers with a smirk. Although she was grateful for the offer, and certainly knew that Axel was nice enough to go through with it, she didn’t need to show up on her first day with a man carrying her bags. It just wasn’t her style. As they head for the tram station, she slips a stick of Pocky out of her pocket and pops it into her mouth. With Halloween coming up, she was definitely excited about the influx of candy and sweets around town. She could get a snack fix just about anywhere now, although Pocky still seemed to be her favorite.

Axel goes on about his crush, sounding somewhat disappointed by his “progress”. In her opinion, spending that much time with Roxas was a good sign. Like he said, at least he remembers the guy’s name. 

❝ I’m no love expert, but I can tell ya one thing. If ya like someone, ya just gotta tell them how it is. Otherwise you’re just gonna be stuck in this purgatory of feelings forever. It sounds like you and Roxas are getting on pretty well. So when are ya gonna drop the ball ? ❞ 

“Tell him like it is?” Axel echoed. He knew if he’d been drinking a beverage in that moment he would have spit it out from shock. Somehow the direct nature of the idea shocked him. He knew he shouldn’t have been surprised. After all, Kyoko was a very direct person. Sometimes, Axel liked masking his true feelings with jokes and humor. He was blunt at times, sure, but often times it was when he didn’t care or if little was at stake.

He shook his head of spiky red hair. “I don’t know. What if I just end up making a fool of myself?” Axel asked, looking Kyoko in the eye. “We don’t even know if Roxas likes guys.” He found that fact made matters more challenging. Society was becoming more accepting slowly but surely, though it could be difficult trying to determine someone’s sexual preferences. Most people went the heteronormative route. Rejection was scary then, too, but a person seemed to have better odds when playing the field straight.

The tram rolled by and came to a stop. Axel led the way on and took a seat. He sighed, looking ahead of rather than at Kyoko. His cheeks still had flecks of red on them.

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ofribbcns:

“hmm… not really, i’m not too picky– just as long as it’s good! which i’m sure it will be, seeing as i’m in good hands.” she could feel her stomach growling, grateful it wasn’t loud. she was also excited to get to explore the little town that was twilight town. “so, do you like working at a cafe? i don’t think i could ever work in the food industry, i’d end up snacking all day,” she giggled.

“I know a good diner near this ice cream parlor that’s got the best sea salt ice cream,” Axel mentioned, thinking they could eat there. He liked how their school was within walking distance to Twilight Town. It saved him a ton of money on transportation. He grinned at her question, finding her laugh endearing. “It’s not the best, but I guess it’s not the worst either. Some customers can get pretty particular with their food. But you get the chance to bond with your coworkers, especially when things get stressful.”

He held the door for her when they left the library. “How about you? Do you work or are you doing school full-time?”

[twilightuniversity]

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twilighttownuniversity:

It’s here!

[flamingxsky]

Axel and Tsuna

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flamingxsky:

Tsuna had kind of been hoping that he would go unnoticed by the taller male, lost or not. It just figured that the rare time he actually didn’t want to be noticed, he was noticed.

He could feel his cheeks burn, as blood rushed to his face in embarrassment at the others words. He raised his arms, waving them around wildly as his words tumbled out.

“A-ah! N-n-no I’mfineoverhere!” he managed to get out, not completely sure how coherent they were to the other male, and not really caring. How did someone go about saying such things to a complete stranger? He shuffled back, silently debating if he could chance running away from this male without somehow offending him. 

Axel chuckled. He liked seeing Tsuna get so flustered so fast. He seemed like he might have been a total spazz from the way he flailed his arms about. Maybe he was even a virgin. He probably took Axel completely seriously. While Axel talked a big game, he wouldn’t normally get physical with a stranger unless he was drunk.

“C’mon. Don’t be shy, fresh-meat,” Axel teased. For the moment he’d abandoned his plans of smoking behind the tree. He stepped closer to Tsuna, not afraid of invading his personal space. “You look so lost out here all by yourself.”

[notsometokenbunny]

Caught in the act (Axel and Judy)

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notsometokenbunny:

She raised her eyebrow, not really believing him when he was obviously mocking her like that. “I hope for your sake that you’re not lying”, she said earnestly. He definitely earned himself a place on her mental ‘people to keep an eye on’ list. So sooner or later, she’d find out.

“No”, she answered his question confidently. “They smell bad, and I’m a sprinter. Smoking is bad for your health and stamina.” She carefully threw the gross cigarette into the garbage bin next to the bench. “Don’t try to make me smoke. You should try to quit it instead.”

“What would I have to gain from lying to you?” Axel asked. The smirk on his lips probably made it that much harder to trust him. He grinned a lot like a fox in a henhouse most of the time. He seemed hungry and greedy in a sense, constantly looking for ways to amuse himself. In any event, he knew Judy would be fun to play with.

“I didn’t know you ran. So you’re on the track team or something?” Axel asked, taking a bit more of a genuine interest in Judy then. He decided he could give her a break. He didn’t have to get underneath her skin all the time. He chuckled at her suggestion of him trying to get him to quit. “Not gonna happen.” He didn’t tell her why, but smoking was honestly one of the best ways he coped with stress.