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Till Death Do Us Part Two (Saxxy Awards 2013 - Best Drama Winner)
Team Fortress 2 - Till Death Do Us Part (Source Filmmaker)
"Since starting at dis base? Yes." She angrily chomped down on a chip as she looked away. "…I hate spies…"
Axel chuckled. “Heh, well I dunno who likes ‘em on the battlefield. Some are a-okay as people but well…” He sneered. “I know this one who is a total. Fuckin’. Douche, excuse my French. But really, if dere is anyone I hate in dis world, it’s him. I won’t go to the details but he did a real shitty thing to a dear friend o’mine.”
"…Every time my Dad comes ta visit me all the female spies start ta hit on him." She pulled up some grass. "Just because his wife is dead doesn’t mean that he’s free meat! An’ I don’t wanna new mother!!!!"
The boy sneered. "Oh man. Dat's-dat's awkward for yas, I bet. How does he react? Laugh it off? Or does it bother 'im?" Axel put his hands in his pockets and continued: "It's really rude of 'em, really, if he ain't lookin' for a new love anyways. Since he sounds he'd ratha respect your deceased Ma than just flirt with any hootch, excuse my language." He let out an awkward laughter. Not nice calling people names but he was trying to show he was on his colleague's side in this.
If you could INCEPTION my character what's one thought you'd plant in their mind?
After a rather embarrassing death of his own, after jumping down from too high straight in front of an enemy pyro’s flamethrower, the scout found himself in the spawnroom, and a pale looking sniper laying down on one of benches.
Being curious and friendly, sometimes too much of these both for his won good, he got closer and crouched down beside the sniper. "Hey, ya feelin’ okay, Snipes?" he asked, now poking the older man’s shoulder. Okay wow, way to behave all irritating and such. Hopefully the marksman was too tired to scold him for that.
He grunted as the scout poked him and waved his arm around weakly in a poor attempt to fend him off. “No, Oi’m not.” He shifted so that he was turned away from the scout. “Oi guess it’s just…respawn sickness or somethin. O’ill be fine.” No he won’t. He’ll probably die again before he finally admits he needs help. It was his own stupidity that got him into this mess to begin with.
The boy straightened his back and crossed his arms, a worried frown on his brow. "Well ya certainly sound tired, and I guess kinda sickly." In a gesture of curiosity, his head tilted. "I was actually jus' talkin' about how respawn has some issues, like I dunno, a month back with a doc, I dunno if she's had the chance to look into it with some engies yet." The boy sneered a bit as he lifted his head back to it's usual place and adjusted his crossed arms to a better grip. "But really, ya sure? Since ya really sound like you'd need like, medibay instead of a lil' rest 'ere in th' spawn on ye own."
"My name’s Amy. Just transferred here yestahday." She sighed and rested her chin in her hand. "What’s your name?"
"Nice ta meet’cha, Amy!" the boy replied with a happy smile. "I’m Axel. Have ya had your first battle yet?" he asked about work then. Wow, new recruits! This was interesting, since lately he had been meeting with doctors and spies who were of course older and had far more work experience than he had. It was fun not being the rookiest of rookies around anyways.
"Since starting at dis base? Yes." She angrily chomped down on a chip as she looked away. "…I hate spies…"
Axel chuckled. "Heh, well I dunno who likes 'em on the battlefield. Some are a-okay as people but well..." He sneered. "I know this one who is a total. Fuckin'. Douche, excuse my French. But really, if dere is anyone I hate in dis world, it's him. I won't go to the details but he did a real shitty thing to a dear friend o'mine."
[deadly sins meme] Wrath and Envy.
MOD:
Wrath: a headcanon about your character and their anger management
It’s a rare sight to see him truly angered, since he tries to stay optimistic at all times. He will get mildly irritated about a lot of things, continually, but push these feelings aside, and focus on the positive.Rather than getting angry, he’ll more easily just get sad and lose hope for things.Hurt his friends or an animal though, and you’ll get his blood boiling in no-time. It varies how easily he’ll calm down. Sometimes just the hurt friend telling them to calm down, telling him it’s nothing to worry about will break the anger and he’ll soon calm down and try and be rational about it. Sometimes it will plant a seed of deep hatred he will have a hard time digging out, such as and example where his friend was kidnapped and tortured and left for dead has left Axel despise the person who did that. To a point where he has a hard time accepting this person as a part of his other friend’s life.
Envy: a headcanon about your character’s secret desires and jealousies
This is the deep and juicy part I mentioned in the tag Being a (hopeless) romantic, his deepest desire includes finding a person to love him unconditionally, the way he loves this person as well. Despite succeeding staying optimistic about basically everything else, this is the field where his make-believe isn’t enough, and he has a hard time believing he will ever succeed in this, despite being only 23 years of age.He sometimes feels jealous of people who have found their luck, but that will only last for a little while, since his desire to make friends will always take over that quickly, and in a matter of moments hr will only be happy for the other parties for finding their significant other.If he was aware of the term, he could probably say he starts shipping his friends easily, just happy to see his friends with their spouses, all happy and such.
As of more significant jealousy, he sometimes finds himself jealous of someone’s affections, asking himself “Why does this person waste their feelings on this person, while I could—” but often at this point he decided to discard the thought. Then he proceeds to lament how he’s an idiot for merely thinking about something like this, and that he should spend his energy on something more productive.Of course when asked, he’d deny it.And if this person was to find someone else, he’d surely find himself jealous, perhaps bitter, unless he had the time and opportunity to recover from his feelings before seeing them in a relationship. [Fitting music for such an occasion](If I was to make this any more obvious I’d give you names, but I think you can catch the drift from the ask I linked.)
7 Deadly Sin Headcanons
Lust: a headcanon about your character's romantic and/or sexual life
Greed: a headcanon about something your character hordes or collects
Sloth: a headcanon about something your character hates to do or simply hates in general
Pride: a headcanon about something your character is a bit cocky about
Gluttony: a headcanon about food or obsessions
Wrath: a headcanon about your character and their anger management
Envy: a headcanon about your character's secret desires and jealousies
She raised an eyebrow. ”Uhh…having a conversation wit’ myself an’ having some chips?” What is this guy? Blind?
The RED chuckled. “Oh, well havin’ fun, hu?” Just as he had expected, sass. Or then just a frustrated remark of him asking stupid question. Either way, he continued being a little douche inquisitor, with a smile on his face of course. “I ain’t seen yas befo’, what’s ya name?”
"My name’s Amy. Just transferred here yestahday." She sighed and rested her chin in her hand. "What’s your name?"
"Nice ta meet'cha, Amy!" the boy replied with a happy smile. "I'm Axel. Have ya had your first battle yet?" he asked about work then. Wow, new recruits! This was interesting, since lately he had been meeting with doctors and spies who were of course older and had far more work experience than he had. It was fun not being the rookiest of rookies around anyways.
You could always tell that something was wrong when Jaxon started using the Sydney Sleeper instead of the sniper rifle. He would insist he was fine, despite the fact that he even missed body shots half the time. After getting headshot by an enemy sniper, he decided that maybe it was best to just…lay down on a bench in respawn and wait until the battle was over.
After a rather embarrassing death of his own, after jumping down from too high straight in front of an enemy pyro's flamethrower, the scout found himself in the spawnroom, and a pale looking sniper laying down on one of benches. Being curious and friendly, sometimes too much of these both for his won good, he got closer and crouched down beside the sniper. "Hey, ya feelin' okay, Snipes?" he asked, now poking the older man's shoulder. Okay wow, way to behave all irritating and such. Hopefully the marksman was too tired to scold him for that.
Amy sat on the ground, staring at the sky, a bowl of chips in her lap. ”Hmph! Stupid spies…always hitting on Dad every time he comes ta visit…”
Oh, who was this? A new face, thus a possible new friend! Axel approached the BLU and greeted her with a smile. “Heya, what’re doin’?” Duh, obviously talking to herself and eating chips, stupid. He didn’t know what to expect as a reply, perhaps sass about how obvious it was what she was doing. Maybe.
She raised an eyebrow. ”Uhh…having a conversation wit’ myself an’ having some chips?” What is this guy? Blind?
The RED chuckled. "Oh, well havin' fun, hu?" Just as he had expected, sass. Or then just a frustrated remark of him asking stupid question. Either way, he continued being a little douche inquisitor, with a smile on his face of course. "I ain't seen yas befo', what's ya name?"
Check the medibay for a medic
The boy chuckled as the doctor spoke of how the respawn didn’t really fix everything. “Yeah, one of m’ friend had t’be in a wheelchair for like ages, so I guess it really needs some fixed.” He smiled a bit. “Maybe ya could speak with some Engies about it? Maybe they’d know what t’do widdit, especially if ya got plenty a Engies an’ ya Docs workin’ on it togetha.”
Really now, already thinking of ways to try and make the world better? Such an optimist he was and so forth.
When the Doctor explained of how she had books queued for reading, he chuckled happily and got up from the examination chair to get to the chair closer to the woman, so chatting would be easier. "Yeah, sounds familiar", he granted with a wide smile as he started jumping with his good foot. "I’ve jus’ been complainin’ how I ain’t got no time for readin’, but this seems like a perfect chance to catch up on all I’ve wanted t’read." It didn’t take too long for him to jump to the chair closer to the desk, and as he was seated he continued, his smile growing wider again. “I’m quite proud wi’ myself tho, finished like a thousand pages book thing, Les Misérables, tha’ old classic.” He chuckled happily. “An’ that sounds so great, sumone recommendin’ a book for yas!” He grinned. “Hey, speakin’ o’ which, got any recommendations yoself?”
The ginger offered him to stay and rest there for a while and the boy was happy to oblige. “Sure! I ain’t got any appointments to go to anyways so I’m no hurry, an’ I wouldn’t ind the slightest t’get ta know ya betta.” He let out a laughter as the woman started babbling how she didn’t expect he’d hurt the foot more or anything, and that she wouldn’t stop him if he was to take his leave. "Hey no worries", he responded with a happy smile, after which he opined: "Oh hey, I dun’ think we made introductions." He chuckled. "Sorry I’m not gettin’ up to shake ya hand Doc, but I’m sure ya understand. Th’name’s Axel anyways."
"Don´t worry. I shall do my best to see if I can´t find some engineers to talk about it. Thankfully I know a few scattered around the different bases, so it shouldn’t be too hard." Mini smiled back at him while she started writing a minor medical journal about him to file in the archives. It was important to keep check on everyone, even those who weren’t from your own base. Humming happily she put the final note on the paper, put it inside a folder and placed it on her desk for now. "Oh Les Miserable is such a beautiful piece. But it always makes me cry, I’m not good with such stories. I love reading them, but gosh do they strike my right in the heart. I’m afraid I’m too sappy for such things, hahah." Taking a small moment to think about it, Mini rummaged through her knowledge of books. She had read quite a few in her times so it shouldn’t be all that difficult for her to come up with something. "Well it depends on what you’re looking for. I just read How to kill a Mockingbird, which was a very good one. Very strong in its writing and depiction on injustice… but if it´s classics you’re looking for then you should go for; Dracula, Vanity Fair, The Count of Monte Cristo, Love and Prejudice, War and Peace, Frankenstein… well all of those books are beautiful and just wonderful to read! I´m a huge fan of Edgar Allan Poe myself. I don’t know I just adore his gothic romantic horror stories. My husband´s pet Raven is even named Poe." Mini laughed warmly, her mind was racing with ideas of books she needed to read herself. "Ah sounds wonderful! There´s pretty much already free beds, so you can take your pick of whichever bed you want to rest in… Oh! I apologize! I´m Madeleine, Madeleine Kaiser, it´s nice to meet you Axel. A-And don´t worry about not shaking my hand, I’m not offended… so don’t worry." Mini let out a nervous chuckle as he first talked about shaking her hand. She could somewhat handle touching people on her own will, but letting others touch her without her consent was just a big No no! No one was allowed to touch her unless she thought it was okay, and anything that was hugs, kisses or the likes was reserved for people she truly trusted.
"Well dat's good", Axel replied with a smile. "I'm sure ya lot can work it out an' make sense ovvit an' get it upgraded an' all." As she wrote down on her papers, the scout held his tongue so he wouldn't mess her writing. If he gave her time to write it without interruptions, he'd be able to chat her up sooner. So naturally that was a better alternative.
When the doctor mentioned she too enjoyed the classic piece from French literature, the scout clapped his hands happily. "Oh man yeah, some parts just make me ache so much, but in the end I'm just thrilled of how well the book is written, it's just, so good. The characters, the plot, it's just so great." He rubbed his chin then. "Hmm, I've heard of that but haven't read it." A bright smile found its place on the boy's lips. "I could take that for readin' next, since that sounds great, somethin' I'd enjoy readin', since I'd ratha know about what's wrong an' maybe try an' make the world a better place. If I just can, heh." He shrugged, the smile sheepish by now.
He listened to the medic explain the classics she suggested, and he was happy to let her know most of them he was acquainted with. "Frankenstein was soooo good, I've read it earlier! And Po is like super great too!" He giggled when the medic mentioned the pet named after the author. "Dat's so cool, if I got a pet I'd prolly name 'em after some musician's prolly but." He shrugged, smiling happily. Literature, movies, music, comics, those were all subject that could get him talking for hours, and he was so happy to have found someone who also enjoyed the first mentioned.
"An' I think it's worth mentionin' I read some Baudelaire jus' a while ago, an' Dante's Divine Comedy. That was a real interestin' book I tell ya, and I like Baudelaire's way of writin' too." He giggled. "Dracula I've seen as a movie, an' I watched Pride an' Prejudice as a movie version wi' my Ma I think. But maybe I should get acquainted wi' the original books as well."
He giggled again. "Well, I'm not thinkin' o' sleepin' yet, so chattin' with yas whilst sittin' down like dis is great right now, thanks." He smiled happily and chuckled as the woman was quick to tell he didn't need to worry for not shaking hands with her. "Well in any case, nice ta meet ya, Madeleine!" He giggled a bit and suggested: "Hey can I call ya Maddie, or Mads?" Wow, for once he actually asked if he was allowed to use a nickname. Good job, usually he just started using one! He didn't notice her getting awkward about the thought of letting someone touch her even if it was just her hand. Perhaps it was sometimes good thing he was so oblivious.
Amy sat on the ground, staring at the sky, a bowl of chips in her lap. ”Hmph! Stupid spies…always hitting on Dad every time he comes ta visit…”
Oh, who was this? A new face, thus a possible new friend! Axel approached the BLU and greeted her with a smile. "Heya, what're doin'?" Duh, obviously talking to herself and eating chips, stupid. He didn't know what to expect as a reply, perhaps sass about how obvious it was what she was doing. Maybe.
Shawn was silent for a while then he broke the silence with a nonchalant laugh. ”Heh…yeah, that’d crazy.”
"So anyways", the vested scout decided it was time to change the subject. "What do ya do for fun?" He flashed a wide smile at the other scout. He liked to get to know people better, and he thought he was a decent chit-chatter. Besides, if he and the other RED had some shared interests, it’d be super fun, and how else would he find out about them but by asking?
"Ah, well, I smash wasps nests with my big brother, I like ta play a little baseball, oh! And I just love reading those Marvel comics." He rubbed his neck. "Heh, I could go on and on."
Axel's brow was quirked to curious arch. "Wasp nests? Ain't dat dangerous?" He was about to ask more about the nests but then his colleague mentioned comics. "Oh! Oh! I love comics too! I've been collectin' quite a lot of DC but hell, I love Marvel as well, been jus' tryin' to get my hands on Flash mostly, and well, he's a DC char." The vested scout clapped his hands in excitement. "Dude we should totally borrow comic books back and forth and jus' read 'em all!" After this ramble he chuckled a bit. "Oh wow, I get carried away so easily, but yeah." He smiled brightly. "I've been tryina collect people to play baseball, I bet you're interested!"
give them hell [Axel || Hal]
The base had such an odd name, Gullywash, but for the curious scout it was something fairly interesting. He loved the areas around the last and first capturing points, since they had so many available routes to the point, and fairly many hiding places.
Sure, spies and sentrynests were easily hidden there, but that was just what made it so interesting!
The only bad thing was he was further away from his friends, but it was good thing they had teleporters for moving from base to base.
It still was a good amount of time before the battle would begin, so Axel was strolling around, and had wandered quite far from their spawn, a bit too close to the BLU territory. Heck, first blood could be drawn before the battles even begun if he didn’t turn around on his heels right now. Guess if he did so.
What was that?
The vague sense within his spacial awareness told the Sniper quite clearly he was no longer alone. Added the faint sounds of footfalls and he was moving, counterbalancing his weight as he pivoted in an easy semicircle to try to pinpoint the owner of them. Another few steps to the right and.. oh.
Ooooh. Well that explain more than it didn’t.
It being a Scout, of all classes, Hal felt the need for any form of caution flicker away. Scouts were loudmouthed little brats of particular annoyance.. enough so that he didn’t seem them as a viable threat on a typical basis. Sure - they could be rather annoying when they got close and personal but on the battlefield at least he did have a blade to counter those… difficulties.
"Movin’ a lil’ close t’boundaries, kid." The Cajun’s voice drawled almost lazily as he called out to the younger man, the dart of weariness evident in pale eyes before he shoved it off. It was already promising to be another long day.
Well, he got a physical reminder of getting far too close to the BLU base soon enough, as an enemy sniper encountered him. His hostile expression -- wow what a surprise, he's an enemy after all, idiot -- made the boy take a few cautious steps back before stopping and speaking.
An idiotic smile, which could pretty quickly send him to the respawn room even before the beginning of the match -- talk about first blood -- but oh such natural of a reaction for him in a dangerous or unpleasant situation, appeared on his lips.
Through this stupid smile of his the RED spoke. "Yeah, I noted, and uh..." Heck, small-talking wouldn't probably help. Or then he was being overly cautious and the sniper wasn't at all that hostile Axel took him for. Gee, what do. And there really wasn't time for overanalyzing stuff with his tiny brain, but it was time to think quickly.
"I'm jus' tryin'a get to know this map, haven't worked 'ere much earlier." Wow, why didn't you go for admiring the paint job of the BLU walls, you're an awful smalltalker, the boy scolded himself in his head.
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As the BLU explained she had been trying to make friends as well, the boy smiled a wide warm smile to her, showing his slightly misplaced teeth. “I’m sure you’ll be successful! Ya seem super kind an’ nice, based on the few minutes I’ve known ya.”
He chuckled happily. “Ya need to meet mah friend, Russell, he’s also a BLU, and a scout, an’ he’s super nice an’ polite! I’m sure ya two would get along, so maybe ya could start widdat?” the RED suggested as his new acquaint explained she had had some trouble finding friends even in her own team. He nodded when the girl told him she had been around for a short time. “Well, there ya go, I’m sure as more time passes, yall begin to find new great people who’ll stick around!” He chuckles. “I rememba first base i worked on like, two years ago, or pe’aps even more, I’ve kinda lost track, but the team spirit wasn’t tha’ great there. I think my only friend was the pyro, James, an’ uh.” He looks to his side, an awkward chuckle coming out of his mouth as he tried not to look scared. “Well basically ev’ryone else is like fuckin’ terrified because’a ‘im.” A shrug, then a brighter smile at the girl again. "But yeah, after I got transferred here form the more remote base, I’ve found so many great people! Jus’ keep up th’ faith in people, sis."
"Russell." She repeated with an affirming nod like she was storing away the name for later to seek out this scout that apparently would make good friends with her. "O’lright. Oh! Yah’ve been here two years? Wow,..ha, put’s my couple of months ta shame." She giggled cutely as she continued to gently tug on her wheat colored curls, letting the silken strand wrap and unwrap around her finger as they spoke. "Oh, I’ve met a nice pyro too! Hah, guess scout’s n’ pyro’s make good friends, huh?" The sweet small scout beaming up at him before giving a slight shrug, "I don’t see why we can’t be friends,…I mean,…just cause we’re on different teams doesn’t mean we can’t be nice outta battle, right? Oh, unless yah don’t want to."
The RED grinned. "Well e'ryone's been new once, so dun' worry! Wi' every passin' week you'll get betta wi' ya job. Even if one's good in their job to begin wi', you always learn sumtin' new an' figure new strategies." When the other scout mentioned she had made friends with a pyro as well, the boy laughed happily and replied: "Yeah! I know a lotta cool pyros to be honest, an' really, ya'll meet so many great people 'ere ya will lose count!" Another wide and bright smile was granted, and Axel replied: "Also if y'ask me dere's a lotta cool scouts out 'ere, like, besides me an' Russ and most likely you when i get ta know ya betta." With a ponderous frown Axel started counting using his fingers. "Lessee we got, Joel, Robs, Andy, Lukas, uh, what was his name, Justin! Then there's Dakota, Matt, Shawn, Jay..." He stopped then, laughed and looked at the BLU once more. "Okay, I guess dere's jus' too many to even count, also one's I dunno th' name's fo', people usually refer to 'em wi' their class only, an' I wouldn't wanna bug 'em to tell their names really. Dat rude." He chuckled. "I got a bit carried away but well, durin' two years ya meet tons a great people." When Emily stated they could be friend despite the opposing teams if Axel so wanted, the boy laughed. "Well yanno, the guy I mentioned, Russ, is like one of ma best friends here, an' he's a BLU, so." He continued laughing and said: "So makin' friends wi' th' enemy, so to say, ain't a new thing fo' me!"