Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven

@sithlord-kattunge its literally freezing outside. There’s slushy ice raining from the sky. I can’t believe you’re enjoying this, you absolute madman.

sithlordkattunge

exactly!!! theres snow to make forts and throw at people!! :DD

#sithlord-kattunge #verse: portsmouth #🐙 Portsmouth

I guess it is rather amusing to see people’s reaction when you dump snow on them. And, ah, yes, the aesthetic of frostbite. How wonderful!

#sithlord-kattunge

@sithlord-kattunge its literally freezing outside. There’s slushy ice raining from the sky. I can’t believe you’re enjoying this, you absolute madman.

@ weather forecasters: please cancel the cold.

#why must it be cold #verse: portsmouth #🐙 Portsmouth

Okay, so setting the skeletons on fire yesterday didn’t work, and apparently it doesn’t work today either. Sorry for anybody who had to deal with the flaming dead so far. I promise that from here on out any flaming skeletons will not have been (purposely) my fault.

#🐙 Portsmouth #verse: portsmouth

thefarworldofportsmouth

MIDDAY SKELETON WAR TEAM ROSTER

Team Fugee: Gamzee, Karkat, Rose, R

Team Spoopy: Aradia, Damara, Kurloz, Eri

Team Too Gay To Function: Cass, Cro, Fef, Nep, Human!Sollux

Team Preacherman: Carl, Bill, Simon, Shadow

Team Castle: Buzzkill, Princey, Dave of the Turntable Fort

Signups are still ongoing! Also Axel, please stop setting the skeletons on fire, now they’re just animated skeletons, on fire.

#quiet snickering #verse: portsmouth

Oh, stay in Portsmouth Axel, it looks like a good place, Axel. Thanks, self. Now there’s a hurricane. Atlantis may have been wet, but at least the wet wasn’t actively trying to kill me. Welp.

#I'm not exactly sure what Atlantis is #but something tells me it was wet #gotta love not remembering anything #🐙 portsmouth #verse: portsmouth

shioncrown-a

Xion cringed internally at Axel’s story. “Yikes,” she commented sympathetically. He had to deal with this sort of thing day in and day out; she almost felt bad that all she had to complain about was school, which wasn’t even in session right now. Humans could be so irritating sometimes. But they weren’t usually dangerous. “Maybe I should visit you at work tomorrow. Give you a bit of a break.”

She’d always wanted to visit Axel at work, although she wasn’t a very good skater herself. She wanted to learn how to ride a board– seeing those kids doing tricks in the commons sort of inspired her, plus it would be something extra to take up her time. Perhaps he could teach her, seeing as he was an expert.

Xion nodded, having heard the Struggle rumors as well. “It’s unusual for him to have this hard of a time. He’s supposed to be on the Disciplinary Committee, too.” She shook her head. “You know, if he were our kind, he would be keeping a lower profile. He’s kind of obnoxious. I’m kind of glad someone’s putting him in his place.” The preliminary rounds were a little difficult to follow, because there were so many matches to narrow down until the final four just before the summer festival. She knew a couple of kids around her age were also contestants; she wondered if they would make it, too.

#shioncrown #verse: werewolves

Axel grinned. “Sure, visit after one, I’ll be back from my lunch break by then. I can show you how to ride a bit. At least get your balance straight,” he laughed.

Hopefully work tomorrow wouldn’t be as bad, but Xion’s company was always welcome. He always felt sort of nostalgic whenever she showed up at the shop. It reminded him of back before he started working, in school when all he had to do was listen to the pack leader and not get kicked out of class and he could have it easy. God, he was so excited to be an adult back then too, what the heck was he thinking? Being older meant being able to make his own decisions, like eating ice cream after work everyday, and without a pack leader, the shots really were his to call. But still, sometimes it was a little easier to sit back and relax as someone else led. Oh well, nothing he could do about it now.

“Ha, yeah. It’ll definitely be a new mix this year. He’s a cocky ass, it’s definitely a good thing he ain’t running ‘round in furs, giving us all a bad rep.” He shrugged, letting Seifer wander out of his mind. “You got anybody you know in the competition?” Axel wasn’t as well connected as Xion was, being out of school and all. Most of his human friends that he knew were the hipster skater kinds, more likely to play the Sitar than play Struggle.

shioncrown-a

“You’re late,” she said jokingly. Of course, she knew it was her fault. But it was like a game, wasn’t it? Hide and seek, or tag, or something. Not like roughhousing with pups. Just try and see if he could find her. At least with their connection, it wasn’t a total guessing game. “How was work?” She saw the stick fall from his jaw and through the train tracks below. “I’m guessing not great?”

Those of the pack who were old enough had to find jobs around town. The younger ones had to go to school, too, just to blend in with the humans. They didn’t always live like this, so close to a large population, but it was here in Twilight Town where Xion spent most of her life. She’d gone to school with humans, and done things that human kids did. She didn’t have friends outside of the pack, but who needed them? It wasn’t like they understood her family politics. Try explaining that to a human complaining about their family problems.

For now it was summer vacation. Xion would have to look for work next summer, too. This was her last free summer, and she tried to do every fun thing she could. She even followed the Struggle tournament, a cute display of human force. She itched to participate in it, but it would be an unfair competition. “Vivi’s gotten far in the tournament this year. I’m pretty sure he used to suck.”

#shioncrown #verse: werewolves

“No, you were just early,” he grinned back.

“You would not believe how needy humans are, oh my god,” he groaned. “Every two minutes I swear, someone was coming up to me, asking me to lower the thermostat, or open a window, or unlock a changing room they locked themselves out of. It’s like 90 degrees outside and I’m dying in the shop too, if I could make it any colder, believe me, I would.”

He worked at the local skate shop, and normally, it was a perfectly fine job. Good pay, plus a discount whenever he needed new wheels from tearing up his on the forest trails. But, this afternoon had been so hot that everybody felt like they were about to catch fire, even Axel, who was used to high temperatures from running around in fur during the summer.

“Huh, strange. This year the leader boards have been all out of sorts, I heard Seifer might not even make it into the sweet sixteen.” Once, at the beginning of Seifer’s struggle career, the pack had suspicions that Seifer was a werewolf too. There was no way that a human should be able to pack that much of a punch in his power, but he gave no signs of being anything but human.

shioncrown-a

@flamingflurry

Xion decided a change of scenery was in order for today. Besides, another group of kids was taking their spot to eat ice cream. It wasn’t cool; she’d wanted to throw a fit and get them away, they were there first, but it’s not like she actually had any ownership of the clock tower. It wasn’t her job to keep kids out of there, and it was technically off-limits to the public. It figured that someone else would find it a good spot to hang out, though. It had the best view in town.

She decided to settle for the next best view at the top of Sunset Hill. There was a bench there, and a rail to lean against when she got bored. She could still hear the trains passing by underneath, which soothed her. One day, she swore she would try to chase one. She wanted to see how fast she could run in her other form, and what was more exciting than racing a train? She already picked out the one she wanted to run with.

She thought about the trains while waiting for her friend. Well, more like a cousin, although they weren’t actually related. But she’d known him her whole life, and she was pretty attached. She worried about him, what with all the maulings that had occurred around town. Sure, she was sure he wasn’t involved, but what if he got caught while on a run with the pack? Going out in pelts was more and more dangerous these days. And with no one to lead the pack, there was no one to keep them safe.

#verse: werewolves #shioncrown

She hadn’t told him that they were changing locations for the day, so Axel had stopped by the clock tower first. He was a little annoyed when he got there to see a hoard of kids who weren’t his group of kids in specific, and then even more annoyed at he’d have to find Xion without a hint as to where she was. That was one of the perks of being packmates though, being able to find one another was as innate as breathing. Definitely useful when in the other form, but it also served its purpose when his ice cream buddy decided to switch things up.

Axel sauntered up beside Xion, casually sliding into place by her, leaning on the railing. He didn’t greet her immediately, instead just gnawed on the remains of his popsicle stick. Finally he had scraped it down to a size deemed too small to continue chewing on, and let it drop out of his teeth over the edge of the railing.

“Well,” he turned to her with a grin, “fancy seeing you here.”

@athousandcuts

So there’s finally a weapons shop around here, huh? I didn’t expect to settle down and end up looking around for one, but I guess as luck would have it, you popped up at just the right time. The town needs more sharp things. Plus, another person with rad hair around these parts too, what an added bonus. The name’s Axel, nice ta make your acquaintance.

#verse: portsmouth #athousandcuts

poppetstrings

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Roxas bristled at the pet name, his hands tightening on his board as he resisted the urge to punch the guy in his, admittedly pretty, face. “I will have no problem forgetting you after this. In fact, it’ll be super easy.” He said, completely lying. Even without the striking eyes and hair, the guy had already pushed too many of Roxas’ buttons for him to stop being pissed anytime soon.

“What?!” Rox sputtered for a second, trying to think up a witty retort. “You… no! That’s not it at all! You’re a dick, and freakishly tall, and have weird hair.” He crossed his arms and frowned, a slight blush spreading across his cheeks. “You know what? I bet we have met before and I just chose to forget about you because you’re annoying.” He was absolutely not pouting, Roxas was a mature adult and no matter what Olette said, he didn’t pout.

But he also wasn’t walking away yet. Roxas wasn’t sure why, but as irritating as Axel was, Roxas was also amused. Not that he’d ever admit it, of course.

“Ah ah,” he chided sarcastically. “You forgot, personality trait number two, yeah?”

It was getting late, streetlights were slowly beginning to flicker on. As much as he’d like to stay and keep up the banter, it was getting cold. Axel shoved a hand in his pocket, digging around for some sticky notes that he knew he had shoved in there for his class. He grabbed one, and messily, scrawled in a sharpie also found in his pocket, stuck his number on it. He reached over and stuck it right onto Roxas’ chest. Not like he was desperate to contact Roxas again, oh no. He didn’t need this short little punk. He had his own friends. Okay, yes, they were mostly just random people that he had met at parties that he occasionally texted, or people like Larxene who he was pretty sure only stuck around to kick his ass in video games. But still, point made, he wasn’t desperate to make friends. At least, that’s how he reasoned to himself that he wasn’t desperate. He was though, he really really was, because something told him that if he walked away from this kid, he would be throwing away a whole heck of a lot more than deja vu.

“Call me when you realize how much you can’t forget me,” he smirked, turning to walk home down the darkening street.

Roxas huffed and glared at his shoes. “I guess we were just confused, because I’m sure I’d remember meeting you.” But even as he said that, a part of Roxas felt sad, like he should remember Axel. For the most part, Roxas thought the conversation was going fine. They’d discovered they didn’t know each other and Roxas could leave and hopefully forget this stranger… then he insulted Roxas’ height.

“Excuse me?” He hissed, lowering his skateboard as he no longer felt the need for a shield. “Just because you’re freakishly tall doesn’t mean you get a free pass to be a dick. My air is fine, but it’ll be better once I’m not sharing it with you. Whatever feeling I got was wrong, I definitely don’t remember you. Fuck deja vu.”

“Roxas, darling,” he crooned sarcastically, “I am a huge dick. That is unforgettable personality trait number one, second being that I am in fact unforgettable.” Axel made his point with wild hand gestures, accentuating each number with a finger held up.

“You know, you could be right about that air, maybe it is me...” he trailed off, shooting Roxas a smirk. “Is my presence making it hard to breath? Maybe giving you a few butterflies in your stomach? I should have apologized ahead of time, the charm is just irresistible, I know,” he winked. It probably wasn’t the best idea to flirt so narcissisticly once he pissed Roxas off, but Axel never said he was one for having good ideas. If anything, unforgettable personality trait number three would have been his knack for having a bad idea, knowing it was a bad idea, and charging head first into doing it.

Roxas’ heart started racing and he held his board tighter, almost holding it like a shield in front of his chest. What did the guy mean? Did they know each other from somewhere? His voice came out slightly harsh, as he was trying to cover up his nerves. “What do you mean “its you”? Do you know me?”

He scrunched his nose up a little, staring at Axel’s hand suspiciously before slowly reaching out and shaking it. Nothing extraordinary happened. He wasn’t hit with a sudden realization that he’d met this guy when they were kids or in the back room of a frat party or anything.

“Axel, huh? Well I’ve got it…” He cut himself off, wondering why he’d felt the need to say he’d memorized the name. He didn’t want to memorize it, he just wanted this weird moment over with. “ Anyway,I’m Roxas, and I think giraffe is a pretty fitting name.” He pointed out, hating how far up he had to look to see Axel’s face.

“Well fuck, it seemed like I do. Guess not though, you and I both seem lost on this.” He squinted down at him, trying to sort through his memories, but frustratingly, to no avail. There was always the possibility that they had met before at a party, or just brushed around town, but that wouldn’t explain the absolutely aching familiarity. Besides, if he saw this kid at a party, they definitely would be at least acquaintanced. Under all of that rage, Roxas was pretty cute.

Wait, now he’s just getting sidetracked. No matter how cute he was, shortstop just totally insulted him. “Well, Roxas,” Axel crooned down sarcastically, “it’s not my fault you probably didn’t drink milk growing up. Maybe being taller would help you, better air up here, it’ll clear your head.”

@flamingflurry

Work hadn’t been that hard today, but Roxas was still racing to get home as quick as he could. He had the next two days off and couldn’t wait any longer to sit around and do nothing. However, as he was skateboarding home, he noticed a shock of bright red out of the corner of his eye. For some reason he felt his heart jump and nearly fell on his face from stopping his board so suddenly.

The man was tall, like obnoxiously so, and besides the brightness of his hair he also had very bright eyes. He definitely stood out in a crowd and there was no way Roxas would have been able to forget meeting someone like him, and since he had no idea who the guy was they’d obviously never met before.

But something inside him was insisting that Roxas knew this guy.

Instead of ignoring the feeling, he hopped off his board and walked over to the guy, because sometimes he was too curious for his own good. Roxas stopped a few feet away, just close enough to make it obvious who he was talking to. “Hey, giraffe. What’s your name?” He called out, and sure, it sounded a little more rude than he’d meant, but he didn’t regret it. Roxas was a bit annoyed with this guy for making him so unnecessarily curious. But he didn’t need this stranger to like him, he just needed a quick confirmation that they didn’t know each other and then his curiosity could be sated and he could continue on his way, forgetting all about this. Hopefully.

Axel was making his way home from an evening class when his quiet walk was suddenly interrupted. There was no way it was anybody but him that this kid was calling a giraffe, they were the only two on the street.Quickly, he turned around, ready to give whomever it was some shit. When he saw who it is, however, his plans quickly went out the window.

“Oh, hey, its you-” wait, its who? There was definitely a feeling of familiarity here, but nothing about this guy was familiar in the slightest. He had a name on the tip of his tongue, but he knew he had never met this guy before, and Axel knew pretty much everyone around. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, “Shouldn’t you be introducing yourself first before giving me a shitty nickname?”

He was definitely getting weird vibes from the kid, who kept staring at him with horribly piercing blue eyes. Still, he stuck out his hand and ran the other through his hair. “Axel, punk, not giraffe. Remember that.”