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Axel Cluney Alphabet- Your relationship with Axel (Zeitgeist, deadpool2)

Here’s a list of headcannons from A-Z about what your relationship with Axel Cluney (Zeitgeist) would be like/include.

(Pretend Axel is still alive, and still in X-Force) (Movie version not Comic Version)

(Designed to be X reader)

Requested/suggested/inspired by @peakyrogers

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Note - if flagged with an *asterisk* that means it’s suggestive/NSFW

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A - Affection

Axel is affectionate, and a very silly guy. He’s not too good at being subtle and you think it’s funny.

The way he is affectionate is more casual and not necessarily intended to be affectionate, rather he just does it as an unconscious movement. Eg. sitting with one arm around you, kissing you, hugs, things like that.

He usually kisses you on the cheek before leaving to do anything at all, even getting up to get something or do something requiring only a few seconds of his time away from you.

Axel is definitely the cuddly drunk type. When he’s tired or drunk his affection rate skyrockets and he becomes basically inseparable from you.

He has a personality that is very much like a puppy, loyal and kind, but goofy. He can be protective, and also quite attention demanding.

Due to his ability to spit acid, he is very careful about anything he does around you and it makes him all the more sweet,

If you’re lying down on the couch, he will definitely sit on you until you move over.

B - Buying Gifts

If Axel were to buy you a gift off the top of his head without you asking or telling him what you want, he’d know instantly what to get you. Axel pays close attention to things you look at and things you like, and makes mental notes to remember to check it out later, even after you’ve forgotten.

He’s very sweet, definitely would consider buying a slab of beer as a gift.

C - Comfort

Axel is a quiet comforter. Big hugs. He would sit down beside you and let you vent to him for hours if it made you feel better because when you’re sad it makes him a little depressed. He especially is saddened when you don’t tell him what’s wrong because he doesn’t want you to suffer in silence but at the same time doesn’t want to pressure you into telling him.

Sometimes he lays down with you on the bed and lets you fall asleep, because sometimes sleep is the best medicine for stress.

He tries to cheer you up, cracking jokes until eventually he coaxes out that smile he loves so much. As soon as he sees that smile, he knows he has a chance at making you happy.

When Axel is tired or stressed, you like to make things easier for him by doing things he usually would around the house, and just holding him and letting him vent out his stress if he needs it.

D - Date

You and Axel aren’t particularly the type to go out on dates, but the ideal date for you and Axel to treat yourselves to would be to go out for dinner and then to see a movie, or to a bar for some drinks. Sometimes you go to arcades and compete against each other, or you go to amusement parks.

Sometimes you tag along on Axel’s missions with the X-force (even when he discourages it) particularly when he’s going to be gone for a long time.

You know how to handle your own and kick ass, but that doesn’t stop Axel from worrying about you constantly. Wade keeps nagging you to join the force and wants to recruit you, and you want to join, but Axel strongly disagrees. Maybe you’ll start your own? Who knows.

E - Encouragement

You and Axel are both encouraging of each other and what you do, but you often worry about Axel when he’s out on missions and you aren’t there. Axel isn’t a very serious guy and it wouldn’t take much for something to go wrong with him.

Axel adores you. Fricking adores you. His heart would stop if yours did kind of adore. He is very encouraging of your dreams and ambitions but is always worried, always keeping an eye out for you and ironically keeping you out of trouble when he’s the one in it. His position puts you at risk of harm from any enemies he may have.

Axel is usually fearless and quite reckless at the best of times, but always careful with you and wants you to be happy, but most importantly safe.

F - Fight

You don’t fight very often but when you do, it’s usually petty and because you’re both tired. You snap at each other until it gets on your nerves and you end up shouting. The funny part is that most of your arguments are completely dumb and so easily resolved but you are both too stubborn or lazy to just fix it.

When you’re mad at him, you make him sleep on the couch. Your apartment is cold, so that is usually the best way to lure Axel back and force him to apologize to you because after one night, he already misses you.

G - Gestures

Axel usually makes you breakfast, or breakfast in bed (particularly if you’re on your period). You sleep in at every chance you get and he’s always there to hold you and usually keep you there, trapped in his arms or underneath his weight, only letting you go after you threaten to pee on him if he doesn’t let you go to use the bathroom.

You hold hands when walking, or even just when lying down or sitting next to each other, as a reminder that you’re always close.

When he’s away and you aren’t there, you talk on the phone for hours when he’s available until you fall asleep on him.

H - How you sleep

Axel is a bed hog.

He moves around in the night and when he’s not half crushing you, he’s taking up the entire mattress until you are forced to use him as a pillow. He takes the duvet and you call him out on it, sometimes you wake him up just to let him know he’s being a hog and you want the blankets too.

When he’s not taking up the bed, yeah, he’s half crushing you. It starts out with the two of you going to bed, hugging with you against his chest and then yeah.

Axel definitely snores. He denies it 100% even if you give him proof.

I - Impression (first impression/how you met)

You met because Wade had asked you to help organize the X-force team, despite his best efforts to get you to actually join it having failed.

When you were sitting with Wade and Weasel conducting the interviews for the X-Force team, after deciding you had a bit of an interest for the guy, you suggested recruiting him and from there your banter turned into undisguised flirting and then yeah.

Axel thought you were hot stuff. He thought you were cute and he wasn’t going to stop until he had you under his arm. You at first had thought he was a bit obnoxious but he grew on you eventually.

J - Jokes

You guys have a few inside jokes, and always keep each other on your toes with quick remarks and comebacks. The banter is relentless but always good-natured.

K - Kids

At some point, yeah, Axel would love to have kids with you. You dream of getting a place together and raising your children. Maybe three kids, who he can share his love with evenly.

L - Love

Physically, Axel loves your smile. It lets him know you’re happy and content with him, and it’s always nice to know that he can be the cause of your happiness. Otherwise, he’s deathly in love with your stubbornness and your witty charm and round-the-clock ability to come up with a comeback for him at all times.

M - Memory/moment

Axel’s favourite moment with you had to be the first time he ever slept at your house, in your bed, just holding each other. It had been a long time since he had been so intimate with someone he cared about, and he was so glad it was with someone who knew who and what he was, and accepted it.

*N - Nudes*

Yeah. Especially when Axel is away on a mission, and is needy. That only encourages him and gives him a reason to get home safe so he can *ahem* see you.

O - Optimist level

Axel is a full time optimist even if he doesn’t seem like it. He’s optimistic but in his own way.

The jokes and the banter are a tell-tale sign that you guys are both pretty optimistic all the time.

Between the two of you though, you’re probably the most optimistic because Axel has the habit of overprotecting you from things he even remotely thinks might hurt you.

P- Period

When you’re on your period, Axel usually cuddles up with you all day, force-feeds you pain reliver medication if you won’t take it, and makes sure you’re at maximum comfort. He rubs your tummy and sometimes plants little kisses there.

He’s kind of bewildered at the fact you have to do this every month and you don’t die????

Axel calls himself a ladies man but he doesn’t understand women at all.

Q - Quality time

Quality time is usually spent in bed, doing nothing. Doing nothing except for being there in the moment. Quality time is also spend having sex, or more precisely, *making love* to prove your bond

R - Romantic

Axel is a hopeless romantic and has no idea what the hell he’s doing but he does it anyway. Everything he does is romantic because it’s the thought that counts.

*S - Sex*

Often. Usually every night but maybe you give it a miss every now and then. It’s usually passionate and fiery and needy, but then other times it can be slow and gentle, it really all comes down to what you’re both in the mood for.

T - Trust

You trust each other blindly, but of course sometimes there are moments of jealousy or bitterness towards others who might threaten your relationship. Being away so much of the time creates room for doubt, but at the end of the day he always comes home to you and you know that everything is okay.

Axel trusts you, maybe not with your own safety, but he trusts you deep down beneath all that protective instinct.

U - Understand

There are some things in life better left misunderstood, and the things and thoughts that run through Axel’s brain might just be one of them. You understand each other’s humour the most, and since the both of you have a similar profession, you understand each other’s strengths and weaknesses and work extremely well together.

W - Wedding

Your wedding would likely be small but severely awesome. The X-force would be there, Wade might shed a few tears or a few appallingly called for jokes, a LOT of alcohol and by the end of it you’ll be lucky if you can even remember. It might be minimalistic but certainly memorable, and it will definitely be nothing short of amazing.

*X - X Rated

Does Axel have any kinks?

I think he’d be down for a bit of domination stuff, but it would all depend on what you guys are in the mood for. He’s definitely primarily dominant in the bedroom but is perfectly happy for you to take over.

Y - Young and beautiful - how long will you last?

Oh, Axel can’t find anywhere in his list of plans where it mentions anything about letting you go. As far as he’s concerned you two a glued to the hip and anyone would have to go through hell before taking you from him. You’re the ultimate power couple and the X-force are perhaps even way more supportive of your relationship than what the two of you are.

Z - zing!

How’s the excitement level?

Fighting crime or going on other thrilling escapades together? Always on the run or always doing things that risk your lives? When does that ever NOT get hectic?

You lead a very exciting life together and it’s all very fast paced and action packed, so you had better be prepared for one hell of a ride?

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Thank you for reading!

Sorry this took so long to actually configure considering the request was put in a heap of time ago XD sorry! I forgot and I got side-tracked and y’know how it goes as an irresponsible writer. I’m hoping to re-start this list thing because I think they’re pretty fun and time-killing so keep up some requests if you may.

Want to request a Bill Skarsgard A-Z list? With your own prompt, and your desired character?

Just click here and you will be taken to the explanation page.

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smuttyfantasyrecs · 3 years

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Bill Skarsgård

🦋 listen to daddy 🦋

@scxrsgxrd

🦋 daisy 🦋

@billiskar

🦋 begging 🦋

@biskarsgards

🦋 fangtasia 🦋

@thismaydestroyme

🦋 perfect problems pt.2 🦋

@anastasiaskarsgard

🦋 sit 🦋

@ill-skillsgard

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skarsgardstars · 3 years

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no okay but imagine,

you’ve been bad all day, really pushing Axel’s limits. Wanting to see how far you could push him. He’s finally had enough. His grip on your arm is rough, sure to leave marks the next day. He’s dragging you into the house, face red with anger and muscles pulled taut. Bringing you over to the sofa he pushes you down on your knees, grabbing your cheeks between his calloused fingers. “You’ve been nothing but a stupid fucking brat today.” he seethes through his teeth. Looking down at the shoes still adorned on his feet, a drop of spit falls from his lips and on to the filthy leather of the boots. With his hand still on your face, he brings his own closer to yours, noses touching.

“Ride my boot you dirty whore.” a gasp slips past your lips, almost wanting to deny his request. But the thought was erotic, and filthy, that made you soaking wet. With a weak submissive nod, you position your dripping heat over his spit covered right boot, slowly rubbing your folds and clit along the textured leather. A quiet whimper slips past your lips, causing Axel to laugh mockingly.

“Does my stupid little slut like that? Does she like riding daddy’s filthy boot hm?” Another moan slips past your lips at his demeaning tone. He gives your cheek a light tap. “Shut up, I don’t want to hear it.”

The tattooed man adjusts his foot, so the toe of it bumps against your sensitive bundle of nerves. His ringed fingers make work of his jeans, pulling them down just enough to release his hard cock. Grabbing a fist full of your hair, he brings them tip of himself to your lips. Pushing past the pink pillowy softness, Axel shoves himself down your throat, making you gag.

“That’s it baby. The sound of you gagging on my dick are so much better than your pathetic whines.” He tightens his grip in your locks, shifting his hips so he can fuck your throat. Still moving and arching his foot below your throbbing pussy. Your hips moving with vigor to catch your release, grinding down onto the rough leather.

“Fucking filthy.” he mutters watching your hips shift against his foot. “You will take anything daddy gives you won’t you? You’re getting off on my shoe, just because daddy told you so. What a stupid little baby you are.” He presses his ringed hand to your cheek again, letting the cold metal of his rings nip at your skin. “My stupid little baby.”

#anyways uh…..#sorry it ended so abruptly #i’ve been thinking of this all day #i am h word #pls #axel cluney imagine #axel cluney #bill skarsgard x reader #bill skarsgård imagine #bill skarsgård smut #bill skarsgård x reader

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ill-skillsgard · 3 years

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Can you write about that you have a dad and brother that work at the same garage and they hate the new guy? On a summer party you meet him, Axel Cluney and you don't see what they are seeing. He's gorgeous and his weird jokes are funny. But your brother and father don't like him at all, especially not when his hands suddenly is up your skirt? Give me drama!

Hehe, at first I thought you were describing the premise of Sweet & Dirty Demons, but I suppose this can be interpreted differently. I thought about the first versions of Axel I ever wrote. He was always so submissive and sex-hungry. Over the years I've tried to evolve my writing of "Axel" into a more dimensional kind of guy, but y'know what? I actually miss that big, dumb, subby boy I first fell in love with. I hope you don't mind me taking this request in a different direction. But I have a need, you see.

So, Axel is, without a doubt, a skilled dude. He knows his cars and the way around a toolbox. But he's not really the most conscious man. He has no real verbal filter and that can sometimes get him in trouble. Like the first time he sees you walk into the garage looking especially fine. You don't know him, nor have you ever seen this new guy, but the moment you catch his green eyes, it's on. Somehow, without a word, both of you come to a cosmic, unspoken agreement that sex will soon follow your next encounter.

Axel can't get you out of his head. When you sauntered through, he forgot what he was doing until you disappeared to the front desk. Slack-jawed, he wanders off from the car he's working on to lean over and peer through the reinforced windowed door blocking reception from the monkey pit, as the boys like to call it.

"Axel, what the fuck are you doing?" The boss' son yells at him.

"Oh, no," came a chorus from the other guys.

"Did you guys see that foxy thing, or am I hallucinating?"

The young guy in charge--the owner's son--doesn't look particularly interested in the woman who slunk by. Axel, on the other hand, is mesmerized. He turns back to his colleagues and whistles.

"Damn, I'd like to split her thighs wide open, know what I mean fellas?"

The mechanics shake their heads, wipe their hands with rags and carry on with their business. Suddenly, a tough hand grabs Axel's shoulder.

"You done ogling my sister?"

Axel goes white, then fully pink. "Oh, shit. That's your sister? Damn, I didn't know... So, like...Is she single?"

"Better keep your hands to yourself or my dad will weld your ass to the ground and use your face for target practice. I don't want to hear one more fucking comment. One more, and you're out of here. She's off limits."

Now, Axel knows what "off limits" means, in theory. He has no trouble in that department. It was when you found him working late one night, trying to earn brownie points from your brother after a tense moment that he voluntarily threw the definition out the window. All the guys had gone home, and you stayed back to catch up on paperwork, not expecting the last guy in the shop to be the newbie. Yet, there he was, sopping oil from his hands with a threadbare towel, smiling at you.

"You almost got me in huge trouble, honey."

"Trouble and a guy like you? Doesn't seem like a match made in heaven," you said sarcastically. "Is that why you're back here slaving away at almost nine in the evening?"

"I need the job."

"How badly?"

Axel smirked. One second, you were in the garage, and the next, Axel wrestled you into your brother's cramped office, knocking over papers, pen holders and a rusted set of socket wrenches. Mouths clashed so fast you barely remembered him scrambling you into the room, crushing you against the wall with his hips, hands already up your skirt.

"You're so fuckin' hot, mama. I don't care. I need that pussy."

"Aren't you a naughty one?"

He smiled dreamily. It was the exact question he loved getting. "Oh, yeah. I'm definitely a naughty boy. A real nasty one, mama. I wanna be your dumb fucking pole."

"Wow. You are bad."

"What can I do to be good for you? I'll let you have my cock however you like. Lick your pussy for as long as you want. Please, just use me, baby. Use me like I'm a stupid little fuck toy." Axel got his pants around his knees and penetrated you for a few luxurious strokes. He melted, leaving only his cock hard and pulsing inside while his hands clamored for any part of you he could squeeze. If he was getting fired for this, he might as well enjoy a powerful orgasm. He warned you several times he was going to come, and then came the begging. "I'm gonna...Oh, please, can I cum? Please, please? Can I cum inside you? Mm, I don't think I can stop."

"Yes, you can. Because that's all your good for, isn't it? You're just a filthy little pig."

"I know, I know, I know," Axel whined, eyes pinched shut. "Can't help it. Pussy's so nice."

Axel came, and to your surprise, kept going. Though his cum leaked down your thighs, his hard-on didn't go away. His pummeling continued, until he pressed his face into your neck, moaning and panting.

"Can I again? I'm gonna cum again. Oh, fuck. Mm, I can't stop."

His persistence amazed you, and Axel whimpered through a couple more orgasms, all of which streamed down your legs. At the end, it looked like somebody had broken into the office and pissed on the floor, but it was the obscene amount of Axel's fluid and the aftermath of a whirlwind fuck.

"Wow, that was great." Axel sighed. "Thanks, baby. Say, you think you can keep this quiet? Maybe I can keep my job and keep getting some of that fine pussy. Win-win?"

"I wanna say yes, but I can't guarantee anything," you said.

"Aw, come on. You know you wanna keep riding this pole for a little while. We had fun, right? Do me this little favour, and I promise I'll make you cum just as much and as hard as I do."

"Well, it's a really nice offer. And you are pretty gorgeous."

Axel batted his lashes. "I know, right? So, what do you say? Wanna be fuck buddies for a while?"

The sound of one of the garage doors opening interrupted your agreement. You rushed out of the office with Axel in tow, just in time to see your dad looking in.

"What's going on in here?"

"Nothing! We're just... I stayed late and so did he."

Your father sniffed the air. "Who's he?"

"Name's Axel, sir. New hire. I was just finishing up on this beauty right here," Axel pointed at the car, but he really meant you.

Suspicious old eyes scanned the both of you. Axel grinned like an idiot, while you pulled breath into your chest to still your heart. You thought at any moment, your father would put it all together and start yelling. Instead, he snapped his fingers at you.

"Come on, sweetie. You can finish up tomorrow. The monkey pit is no place for a lady."

"Okay, dad."

You left without turning back to Axel. Any gesture of eyes or even a quick smile would ignite your dad's suspicion. He watched you leave, and enjoyed every second of it.

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seancekitsch · 3 years

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Can you do “Are you sure you want to do this in the car?” with Axel Cluney or Willard Russell if you write for them?

i picked axel bc trash man 🤷🏻‍♀️

“Uhhh, babe?” Axel’s voice comes from the drivers side seat beside you, and you turn your head from the window; the passing buildings of the suburb losing your interest, your boyfriend’s attention being something you wanted much more.

“Yes, handsome?” You answer in your sweetest voice, drinking in the sight of him, tattooed hands on the wheel, hair carelessly mussed in the sexiest way.

The quickest flash of a smile darts across his face, then a hard sternness coming over his features. He waits until you reach the red light at the end of the block before he responds to you.

“You, uh, want something?” he asks, eyes darting down to his lap before doubling down, “You trying to get something, doll?”

Your eyes follow his down into his lap, trailing down his stained tank top on his chest, to his lap, his thigh, where your hand is resting, nails gently scratching against his pants dangerously close to his crotch. Teasing him.

“Oops! Silly me, didn’t realize I put that there.”

Now that you’re caught, you go to move your hand back to your own lap, but his big hand catches you by the wrist. He guides your hand back down, this time directly onto his crotch, to palm his cock through the jeans. Axel groans at the contact, biting down on his plump lower lip as his truck accelerates again.

Feeling bold, you palm him again, and then your fingers start working on the button. He almost swerves when you pass that hurdle and move onto the zipper. His tattooed hands white knuckle the steering wheel when you start to fumble with the waistband of his boxers.

It’s only when your hand goes to wrap itself around his cock that he speaks again.

“Are you sure you want to do this in the car?” his voice is low, warning you, “Cause if you start this I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

You only smile, and let your fingers curl around him.

“I never start something I don’t intend on finishing, Daddy-o.”

“You do when you’re trying to piss me off.”

You scoff, but it trails off into laughter as you watch his face contort when your fingers graze the sensitive tip of his cock.

“You love me,” you say, and he can’t really deny that when his cock is in your hand, truck headed to the tiny apartment that you’ve shared for a year. He does, completely. He just laughs and shakes his head, before he makes his intentions known.

“I’m gonna pull off this road up here,” he points to the next turn, “and the second I turn this ignition off I expect you in the bed of this truck with your legs spread for me.”

You lean over, pressing an open mouthed kiss to his shoulder.

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skarsgard-daydreams · 3 years

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“His Flower”

Axel falling for a soft girl who's terrified of needles, but she likes to listen to him tell her about each of his tattoos while she trails her fingers over them, thinking that she likes the way he thinks of his body as a canvas, even if sometimes it's just for a message warning people that he is not to be fucked with. She watches him tattoo other girls at his shop, sometimes in the most intimate of places, and though she'd never say it, it makes her feel jealous. She starts to think how she'd like to sit in that chair and have him mark her with a little piece of his art, how she'd like to be bold enough to strip in front of him and tell him to put it anywhere he wanted. But she's too scared. One night she rolls over in his arms when he's nearly asleep, and tells him, "I want a tattoo." He blinks at her and rubs her ass a little, only half awake. After a moment, he realizes she's serious. "What kind of tattoo?" he asks. "Flowers. On my hip." Axel raises a brow. He knows how terrified she gets whenever she has to get her blood drawn, and even though the tattoo needle is different, he's not entirely sure the poor girl wouldn't faint. "Like one?" he asks. She shakes her head, and tells him about the girl she saw at the gym with a spray of flowers that arched beautifully over her hip and thigh. Axel traces his fingers over the area in question, thinking. "Maybe we should start with something small that can be part of a larger piece later on. One flower, here." He punctuates his words by caressing her outer thigh, and she shivers. "If you can handle it, I'll give you as many flowers as you want," he says. She bites her lip and smiles as he continues to trail his long fingers over her thighs, fully awake now. "I can handle anything, as long as you're with me," she murmurs.

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stevesharrlngtons · 3 years

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How do ya think Axel shows his love VS how he needs to be loved?

axel shows his love in acts of service.

he shows you he loves you by never having you lift a finger when he’s around. by fixing anything and everything that could possible stress you out of its broken. he will make a simple dinner when he knows you’re gonna be having a late night and he won’t you even think about washing any dishes. he drives you around anywhere you need to go. he opens doors for you, pulls out your chair, holds your jacket open so you can put it on. he will pleasure you for hours, to the point where you think he couldn’t possibly be enjoying it all, but he really really is. he’ll keep his head between your thighs until your voice is hoarse and your legs are numb. he would carry you everywhere if he could, so your pretty little feet would never have to touch the ground again.

axel needs to be loved with words of affirmation and physical touch.

he needs to be told of your love for him often. he needs to be told that he is your one and only and that you will always be with him. he needs to be given little compliments that remind him he is worthy and that you think he’s amazing. he needs to be reassured and praised. he loves little nicknames (giving and receiving them) and terms of endearment from his s/o.

and axel needs to be touched. he needs to feel your hand in his. he needs you to wrap your arms around his waist and to kiss between his shoulder blades. he needs to spoon with you at night, on the couch, in the back seat of his car, basically anywhere. he wants pda so he knows you are happy to be with him and willing to show anyone that you are. he needs constant kisses, like even if you’re just leaving to run to the bathroom he wants a goodbye kisses. he needs sexual intimacy, so he can feel impossibly close to you in every way. sex is def a big way that he gives and feels love.

for both, quality time is very important. both of you need to be in the others presence to feel completely comfortable and at ease. you two are never happier than you are than when you’re with each other.

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scxrsgxrd · 4 years

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You and Axel’s baby boy having the stomach flu and Axel being an expert at taking care of him 💕

Axel? With children? My poor, poor ovaries.

Axel sat on the couch next to his little boy, gently pressing a cold flannel against his baby’s forehead as he slept, his fever seemed to be finally calming. He reached for the blanket at the other end of the couch, shaking it out before carefully tucking it around the small boy, pressing a gentle kiss against his nose.

Axel had stayed up all night with his son, despite your protests he couldn’t bring himself to sleep, he needed be right there. He rubbed his eyes and yawned quietly, shaking his head quickly to snap himself of it; he wasn’t going to sleep until his son was better.

Leaning back, Axel tilted his head to the side and felt his eyelids becoming heavier. His eyes had just flickered closed for a second when he felt his little boy stir next to him, his legs kicking as he tossed and turned before starting to sob. Axel sprang into action immediately, lifting the baby up and pulling him onto his chest, rubbing down his back while he rocked him gently and cooed into his ear.

“I know, buddy. I know. Daddy wishes he could take the pain away for himself.” Axel whispered, kissing the boy’s small head and reaching for the flannel. He pressed the cool compress against the boy’s forehead, which caused his crying to subside, and he stared up at Axel with his big, green eyes.

“It’s okay little one, daddy’s here.” He stroked his son’s cheek with his thumb, trying to calm him down so he was able to sleep again. The small boy rested his head against Axel’s chest as his tint hand reached for the silver chain around his father’s neck and clutched onto it, his eyes beginning to slowly close.

“See, bud. It’s all alright.” Axel stayed completely still, careful not to disturb his son once he dozed off. Every so often he’d press a gentle kiss to the boy’s forehead and check his temperature, remaining wary in case his fever began to creep up once more.

After an hour passed by, Axel began to slowly rise off the couch. He placed his hand securely under the baby and padded into the kitchen, reaching for the bottle of milk you had left in the fridge. He gently rocked the sleeping baby while he warmed the milk up, stroking the back of his head as he let out a small yawn and opened his eyes.

Axel pulled out a chair from the kitchen table at balanced the baby on his lap while he sat down, testing the temperature of the milk on the back of his hand before holding the bottle to his son’s lips. He watched attentively as his little boy, determined as ever, gripped onto the bottle by himself as he drank the contents quickly.

A yawn left Axel’s lips as he lay down on the couch, resting the baby on his chest as he gripped onto Axel’s large thumb, dozing off once more as he curled up against his father’s warmth.

When you returned home from work that evening you found them both in the living room, just as you had them. Long, loud snores were leaving Axel’s mouth as the baby fussed on his chest, peering up at his father while clutching onto the neckline of his t shirt. You walked over to your son and you were about to pick him up when he whined in protest, his small hand gripping tighter onto Axel’s shirt.

You smiled and kissed his small hand, watching as he began to settle down once more, despite Axel’s snoring. You picked up the soft blanket from the floor and placed it over them both, a smile playing on Axel’s lips as he slept.

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hecohansen31 · 4 years

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I love it that you are writing some family prompts now!! So could you please write number 42 with Axel ? You can decide about the gender of the child(ren)

(WARNINGS): Child, Profanity, Single Mom! Reader, Slight Daddy Kink.

“Tomorrow is Take Your Kid to Work Day” your child muttered as he faced Axel, who had just come back from work, completely and utterly destroyed.

So he just tiredly nodded as if he was truly listening to your child and not spacing out, meanwhile you were doing the dishes, attentively listening in to your child’s speech.

Maddox wasn’t Axel’s natural son.

Before meeting Axel, you had been a struggling single mom with a nursing job and a child who loved nothing more than to scream at everything that moved and run around the house destroying everything that he came across.

So, when you had met at the ER Axel, who had accidentally burned his hand at the garage he worked at, you hadn’t expected him to stick around with all his flirting and smartass comments, as soon as you mentioned that you had a three-year-old child, at home waiting for you.

But not only Axel hadn’t seemed in the slightest put off by your admission, but he had also insisted on meeting Maddox, who had just sat down as Axel told him all the stories of his tattoos.

And you had never seen your child so calm and interested.

It hadn’t taken too much time for you to ask him to move together.

Maddox did everything that Axel did, but he had never called Axel ‘dad’ or intended anything that might hint towards that.

Till now.

“… and since I have already gone last year to mommy’s job…I thought… I could… go to yours, daddy!”.

Axel nodded, again too enthralled by the promise of sleep to actually realize those words, but if you didn’t say anything against it, he couldn’t have agreed to anything bad.

“Ahhh thank you, daddy” Maddox exclaimed, moving to kiss his cheeks and then sprint off, getting his backpack ready for his first day at the garage.

And then it hit him.

“Did he…?” he turned to you, as you moved to face him giving him a slight nod “… fuck...”.

“Swear jar” you reminded him, as he got up from the chair and sprinted to you, sweeping you off your feet and making you twirl softly meanwhile you giggled, at his immaturity and childishness.

Sometimes you thought that Maddox and Axel were so compatible because they were both children, mentally.

“… I’ll fucking pay you everything you want, but now…” he booped your nose making you smirk at hi,“… I have to fucking go help my child, doing his backpack, it’s a big day, tomorrow”.

“Just go and do your thing, daddy” you teased him, turning around to continue your dish-washing, just to feel Axel push himself against you, making you feel that he wasn’t simply excited for tomorrow…

“.. after I am done with him, I’ll help you a bit, be prepared”.

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asphodelsandpomegranates · 5 years

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Scars (Axel Cluney/Zeitgeist x Reader)

Axel sighed as he and Domino entered the cafe, hoping to get some caffeine in them after a hard day of training from Colossus and that idiot, Wade.

“I'd much prefer energy drinks.” Axel muttered as he and Domino stepped in line and waited to be served.

“Yeah, well, Xavier said coffee might be better.” Domino shrugged.

Axel sighed and rubbed his tired eyes. He was kind of hoping to go back to his place and get some sleep before Colossus made them go hard again with even more training.

“Axel?”

The X-Force member turned at the mention of his name and his green eyes widened as he saw the familiar girl standing before him.

He remembered her. He had not seen her in six years.

Six painful years.

Six years of feeling like a complete shithead and guilty. Incredibly guilty.

And all those memories and feelings came flooding back.

“(Y/N).” he croaked. He cleared his throat.

“Long time no see, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” he said, weakly.

He remembered walking with her along a quiet sunny beach. He'd been younger then and also very naïve about his future and also with himself. She had been so perfect in the summer sun. The sun rays radiating her skin in a beautiful haze.

Until...

They'd been talking. About what Axel didn't know but they'd been talking and then...

He'd began to feel weird. Something was not right.

“Axel? Sweetie, you okay?”

His hand flew to his mouth. His stomach was doing somersaults. Why not? Why was he going to vomit at this fucking moment?!

“Axel,” she said, staying loyally by his side. “Come on, babe. Let's sit you down, okay?”

“No.” he said as the sickening feeling wore off. “It's okay. I'm fine.”

“You sure? You look pale.”

He huffed a small laugh. “No more than usual.”

She smiled, too.

You couldn't believe your luck. Or anything really. He was standing right before you. Six years. Where had the time gone?

Was he still upset? Hurt by what had happened?

Surely not. Although, not seeing him for less than half a dozen years and him running in panic would just about do that.

You smiled at him.

Even though there were some things about him that had changed, he still looked the same as he had done since you'd last seen him.

Still ruggedly handsome. Shy and dorky.

Your eyes darted to the older girl next to him.

“Um,” you squeaked, suddenly becoming a little embarrassed. “I'm...am I interrupting something?”

“Oh, no. We were just getting something to drink. Um, (Y/N), this is Domino or Neena. She's a recruit like me and, Dom, this is (Y/N).”

“An old girlfriend, I presume.” Domino smirked. It didn't sound like a question.

“...Yes.” Axel blushed as you giggled.

“Well,” she said, pushing Axel move towards you. “I'll leave you to it.”

And with that she left. Axel looked at his colleague, aghast before slinking over to you. You lead him to your table.

“So,” he started.

“So,” you echoed, teasing him.

A silence fell between you two. Axel was not meeting your gaze. It seemed as though he was still feeling guilty after all these years.

“Axel.” you began. “I...you know, I don't blame you.”

He looked at you, bewildered. “Sure, you do.”

You reached out to him, unknowingly with that arm. Your touch made him tense up and glance warily down at your arm. The sleeve of your thin shawl had crept up revealing to him just what he had done to you.

“I don't.” you said, breaking the silence. “You didn't know that was going to happen. Nobody did.”

“(Y/N).” he whined. “I burned you. Look at this. How can you forgive me for what I've done to you?”

You had not expected it. You had sat him down after he had felt a little sick and just sat a few feet from the rolling tide and stared at the sunset. You were cuddled up to him, with his arm around you and just enjoying the comfortable silence and just being close.

Then it hit him again. The nausea.

He started retching. You were calling out to him, trying to get him to respond and calm himself. And then you reached your arm out to his shoulder to soothe him, and Axel's mouth opened and something clear fell from his mouth and splattered on your arm. It wasn't vomit. It was searing. Agonising.

You screamed in agony as you flung yourself away from him. You cried out, tears running down your face. Axel was calling to you...you think. You clutched your bicep, the only part that wasn't affected by...whatever had come out of Axel's mouth. The skin was becoming callous, eating away at the flesh.

What the fuck had just happened?

When you looked round to ask Axel to call an ambulance, you saw him running away, kicking up the sand as he ran.

And you never saw him again, but now you were determined to make amends and not let him go.

“Because I was never one to hold grudges.” you said, simply. “And I still don't.”

He stared at you, amazed at your forgiveness and your...understanding. “I'm sorry.”

“Don't be.” you said, stroking his tattooed arm. “Besides, I like to think of it as something to remember you by.”

“Don't say that. That really doesn't help.”

“Sorry but it has. Every time I see it, I'm reminded of how you were the one good thing in my life. I've missed you, Axel.”

“...I don't go by the name, now. Not all the time.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I call myself, Zeitgeist.”

“Wow. I like. So, are you part of some kind of Area 51 sch-tick or...?”

“You ever heard of the X-Men?”

“I think so. Is it like the Avengers?”

“Probably. Well, they have a...kind of programme thing for people like me. Mutants.”

“Mutants? That sounds a little harsh.”

Axel shrugged.

“So, now that you've told me, are you going to kill me, so I don't blab.”

Axel smiled and he clasped his hand in yours. “I would never do that to you.”

You smiled back at him.

“I've missed you.”

“Yeah...I missed you, too.”

“Nice tats, by the way.”

“Thanks. I'm thinking of getting another.”

“Yeah? Cool. And what's that above your top lip, pubic hair?”

Axel barked a laugh.

“Puberty hit ya hard, didn't it?” you joked.

“My god. You've not changed, (Y/N).”

“Neither have you. Mutant powers, tattoos and pubic hair moustaches aside.”

“Do you want to grab another coffee sometime?”

“Yeah, I would. Um, how about Sunday?”

“Yeah, if all goes well.”

“Good. Cause we have a lot to catch up on.”

“We do.”

Tentatively, he pulled your sleeve back, showing the cracked and old burnt skin that had scabbed your arm. You could see that he was still shaken up by it all but you didn't say anything.

You raised your free hand to his cheek and stroked the skin there with your thumb. He looked at you with watery eyes. Regret and remorse in his eyes. But he didn't need to say it. You didn't even need to voice your forgiveness again. You were thankful that he was back in your life.

“Want me to leave you two alone?” Domino smirked.

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alphabetbill · 2 years

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A-Z lists and other thingos

I'm in a writing mood and I promise I'm gonna start actually posting some of the A-Z lists that some of you have requested XD I'm also opening up imagine/oneshot prompts with the following characters/people;

Bill Skarsgard

Roman Godfrey (Hemlock Grove)

Henry Pearl (Battlecreek)

Mickey (Villains)

Mark (Assassination Nation)

Clark Olofsson (Netflix version, just to be clear)

Zeitgeist/Axel Cluney (Deadpool 2)

Willard Russel (The Devil all The Time)

Dane (Naked Singularity)

Or if you could give me a prompt, I might even be able to come up with my own character to use in the A-Z list or story. Please DM your suggestions and I'll do the best I can to knuckle down and finish some other ones. Since I started on Tumblr I've done frick all and I'd like to change that now that I have a bit of time.

#bill skasgård #roman godfrey x reader #roman godfrey #henry pearl #battlecreek #hemlock grove #mickey villains #assassionation nation #clark olofsson #zeitgeist #deadpool 2 #willard russel #the devil all the time #naked singularity dane #oneshots #prompts #requests

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imaginestoinfinity · 5 years

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So a lot of people seem to like Wanted...

I didn’t think they would but almost a year later it’s one of my most popular fics. Would it get the same notes if I continued it???

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skarsgardstars · 3 years

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he may be an asshole who spits acidic vomit in times of stress but he would let me trace his tattoos and make me laugh if i was sad

🎶SLIPPIN’ THROUGH MY FINGERS ALL THE TIME🎶

#axel cluney imagine #axel zeitgeist cluney #axel cluney #if u can’t tell i’m in love with him #penny shut up

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ill-skillsgard · 4 years

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It’s my birthday and I didn’t really get to celebrate cause my family and I aren’t close and can’t see my friends cause of Covid. If you have the time would you write about you smoking with Axel and he’s surprised it’s your birthday. To be sweet he gets a gas station treat and match for you and sings happy birthday? Btw I adore your writing and I hope you’re doing well

Happy belated birthday! I’m sorry I’m no good at time-sensitive prompts. I hope you had a good day despite not being able to hang out with your loved ones. If it’s any consolation, I didn’t get to do much for my birthday this Summer either. Lol 2020 shouldn’t even count!

Grey skies and rain dampened your mood, and it was already sour to begin with. You waited under the overhang for the rain to pass, but it didn’t seem to have any intention of easing up. You sighed and lit the cigarette that had been hanging from your lips for about a minute. Several feet away, a door opened, and Axel stepped out, his own smoke jutting from his mouth. He grimaced at the miserable weather, but that faded quickly when his eyes set on you.

“Hey, fancy meeting you here.”

You and Axel worked in the same plaza, often running into each other on smoke breaks. He was a chatty fellow and told some wickedly funny stories that made you bust a gut but also fear for his life and sanity. He was sweet, and the more time you spent looking at him, the bigger your crush grew.

Sometimes you tried to go out when you suspected Axel might be out back, and most of the time, you were right. One of your favourite encounters with Axel was when he bummed a smoke off you, then came into your work several hours later to pay you back. Even though you insisted there was no payback required, Axel was adamant you take the smoke and an extra as compensation for your generosity.

“Hey, Axel,” you sighed.

“Why so glum, chum?” He asked.

You shrugged your shoulders. Explaining to him why you weren’t in the best of spirits seemed like a waste of breath, but he came closer to you, eyes wide and curious.

“Ah, it’s nothing huge. It’s just... I’m working my birthday, and it sucks.”

Axel puffed on his cigarette, talking through a lungful of smoke. “When’s your birthday?”

“Today.”

“Today?” He exclaimed. “Man, that does suck. I can’t believe that. Birthdays should be like holidays. You should get it off and still get paid.”

You chuckled at the idea, but it wasn’t the silliest thing you’d ever heard. “It’s not a milestone or anything. But it would have been nice if any of my friends called and offered to take me out or something. I dunno, maybe I’m getting too old to expect stuff like that.”

“Nah,” Axel seethed smoke from his nose. “I fully believe a person should get one day a year where they’re more special than anyone else... Well, besides anyone who shares the same birthday.”

You grinned up at him. If your break wasn’t ending so soon, you’d have spent more time talking to him, staring at his curious eyes and committing his arm tattoos to memory. But you already knew luck wasn’t on your side today, so you excused yourself and headed back inside.

“Hey, you finished at six today?” He asked before you left through the back door.

“Yeah, I am,” you replied.

“Okay. Well, happy birthday. I hope the day goes by quickly for you.”

“Thanks, Axel. I’ll see you later.”

And later you did. The rain had stopped as the sun began to set, and Axel was leaning on the hood of his car, parked next to yours. You thought he meant to say goodbye and maybe wish you a happy birthday once more until you noticed a Hostess chocolate cupcake in his hand.

“Hey, kiddo. I don’t know if you like chocolate or vanilla, so if you don’t want this, I have Twinkies too,” he explained, stuffing the blunt end of a coloured candle into the top, cracking the fondant.

Your heart dropped into a pool of warm, sticky sweetness. He lit the end with his plastic lighter and hummed the birthday song as he presented you with the treat.

“I won’t assault your ears with my awful singing voice, but I thought you deserved some acknowledgement on your name day.”

“Wow,” you said. “That’s so nice of you... Really. I can’t believe this.”

“It was hardly any effort. I just jetted over to the gas station for smokes and saw the greeting cards. Most of them were super lame, and this is probably pretty close to corny too, but oh well. I hated seeing your face looking so sad.”

You stared at the flame for a moment, but the rumble of thunder overhead made you both look to the sky.

“Quickly, make a wish before the rain comes down again.”

Smiling, you closed your eyes, wished for more time with Axel, then blew out the candle.

“Yay! Happy birthday!” He sang, handing you the cupcake.

When you said your goodbyes, you turned around and saw your front left tire was flat. You cursed, and it caught Axel’s attention before he ducked into his vehicle.

“What’s wrong, kiddo?” He asked.

You pointed at the sorry state of your tire. “I have a goddamn flat. Today is just... Not my day.”

“Shit, darlin’,” He said, then snapped his fingers. “Hey, my buddy owns a towing company. I can take you home, have him tow it over, then first thing in the morning, I’ll fix ‘er up for you.”

“You don’t have to do that, Axel. Really. That’s like way too nice.”

“It’s your freaking birthday. And if I’m honest, I kinda wanted to ask you to hang out anyway, and now the universe has presented me with the perfect opening.”

You both smirked at each other. Axel’s cheeks turned pink.

“Unless you don’t want to. But I can still get that tow for you, pro bono.”

You shook your head. The day had been too rough on you, and you owed yourself a good time. “You know what... Yeah. I want to hang out with you.”

“Really?” He cocked his head. “I mean... Yeah, I’d love that.”

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nikky-the-writer · 5 years

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Simple Tattoo

Axel Cluney x Reader

Masterlist

Summary: Reader is annoyed by Axel’s choice of small tattoos

Warnings: cursing, mentions of sex

You hummed with the song that was playing in the tattoo parlor while sketching in your notebook oblivious to the world around you. Every line you took was thought well through as you were working on the new piece that you will get tattooed. It wasn't the first tattoo that you were designing for yourself, but it was the largest one that you are going to place on your sternum just below your breasts. The parlor wasn’t really busy in the morning so you had enough time to relax with your legs placed on the desk as you kept your sketchbook in your lap, although you weren’t alone. Yukio was sitting close to you with her focus on the laptop managing appointments for the following week and Domino was practically shouting from the other room telling you about what happened to her last night. However, your attention stayed on the paper at least until you heard the doors opening. You regretted immediately when you saw who walked in. A tall figure approached Yukio and you tried subtly move closer to her.

“Do you have an appointment?” Yukio asked while twirling a piece of her colored hair between her fingers.

“No, it’s a small piece, so I thought to drop by if you have some time.” His voice was low, but you still manage to hear his accent clearly and you didn’t miss when he glanced your way; he probably thought that it will go unnoticed by you, but you still saw it.

“Well, I’m sure tha-“

Before Yukio could answer you cut her off because you knew that she will say that you have time. “I’ll go talk to Domino, to see if we have some time available for you.” Closing your notebook you were looking at him and you could see the second when his face dropped.

Before your friend could say anything like the fact that all the appointments were written on her laptop that was literally in front of her you disappeared into the back room.

“He is here again,” you exhaled loudly while letting your body to fall into the chair.

“What do you have against him?” Domino took a sip of her coffee while waiting for your answer.

“It’s just that every time he comes here I have to tattoo him and every time it is just some small simple thing and it is annoying.” You didn’t bother to hide contempt in your voice that you had for the man whose mechanic shop was across from yours.

“But he is your regular,” Domino stated still not understanding what you had against smaller tattoos.

“I never asked for it.” Your voice got a bit quieter as you stared at your fingers avoiding her burning stare.

“You are such a snob sometimes,” she chuckled. She was longer in this business than you and she understood that you can get frustrated sometimes, but she knew that there has to be something more because you would only get frustrated with Axel.

“Just because I want to do large and detailed pieces doesn’t make me a snob. I know that everyone has their own style and everything and I respect it, but it doesn’t mean that I have to tattoo him every time he walks in."

“You can’t say no to your client.” She stated knowing that you were aware of it.

“Client? Dom, he is just…” You stopped yourself before letting an insult to slip out your mouth.

“You like him,” she said a bit careful not wanting to push too far because she honestly didn’t know what was with you and him. You, Yukio and she were friends since you were kids but she never knew what was going inside your head.

“No, I was going to say that I despise him.” You made a grimace not even realizing it.

“God, just fuck him already. He got under your skin and now just let him in your pants and you’ll be alright.”

“Why don’t you fuck him?” You said louder not even sure if somebody else could hear you.

“Well, I could.”

“Than do it, I’m taking a break I’ll be back in twenty and you do his tattoo, alright?”

“Yeah,” she just confirmed before you left.

Walking back to the front you stopped to grab your jacket before turning to Yukio.

“You can send him in,” heading towards the door you stopped after hearing Axel’s voice.

“Shouldn’t you be inside if you’re going to tattoo me?” he asked scratching the back of his neck.

“Yeah…” shrugging your shoulders you glanced towards the door before continuing. “I won’t be tattooing you today, Domino will.” And with those words, you quickly left not giving him a chance to say anything else.

“Hey Vanessa,” you said greeting the woman behind the counter in the small bakery that you just entered.

“Hey, girl, you running away,” she smiled as she tilted her head to the large window from which she could see your shop.

“What do you mean?” you asked.

“Well, Wade told me about Axel and you, and I wa-” she started, but you quickly cut her off.

“Axel and me? What did he say ‘because there is nothing to say?” you were already rolling your eyes thinking about all possibilities that Wade could have said.

“Well you know, Wade. He just said that you two fucked and that you are avoiding him now,” she shrugged while wiping the counter from the crumbs.

“Can you bring that idiot here?” you asked gesturing towards the open space behind her that was leading into the back room where Wade was baking.

“Yep, give me a sec,” she said before leaving and a few seconds later she appeared with Wade following her.

“H-”

“Why are you telling people that I slept with Axel?” You cut him of demanding answer and Wade actually flinched at your voice just as an old lady that was sitting close to the counter while eating a donut.

“I never said slept, you two probably fucked like animals, no sleeping.” He explained proudly as if what he was saying was worth of pat on the back.

“I was never with him,” you stated placing your palms on the smooth surface while Vanessa busied herself with moving the bagels from one half-empty tray to another.

“Are you sure?” he said suspiciously while leaning closer.

“Wade, I don’t drink like you, of course, that I know whom I have and whom I haven’t fucked, so stop spreading rumors.” You smiled; it was the fakest smile that you could place on your face and Wade copied you doing the same before winking.

“But he wants to.”

“What?” You were so confused right now and the biggest question to you was from where did he get all of that useless information?

“Axel wants to play put it i-”

“Oh God just stop, I hate your metaphors,” you said after placing your palm over his mouth to shut him up, but as he was stronger than you, he easily pulled them away.

“I bet you wouldn’t tell him to stop, would you?” he smiled cheekily.

“I don’t know if you and the rest of the world are aware that you don’t have to be attracted to every guy that walks past you.” You crossed your arms over your chest staring at him intensely.

“He is not just any guy,” he said while slightly punching you in the shoulder.

“Yeah, alright,” you swat his hand away. “Can I just get my usual so that I can leave?” you asked turning to Vanessa.

“I’ll take care of it, sweetheart,” she said before arranging your order.

“So you don’t want to hit that?”

“Who your wife? Well, a girl can only dream,” you smirked at him before winking at Vanessa who winked back hearing your conversation.

“Oh, I like that; you know we could arrange som-”

“Only if you are not in that equation,” you quickly added which caused his smile to drop.

“Now, I am offended, you wounded me deeply,” he said placing his palm on his chest.

“Yeah, right.”

“Here you go,” Vanessa offered you three paper bags and you placed your money on the counter before taking them from her.

“Thanks, see you guys later,” you left in a hurry before Wade could say anything else.

You walked past Axel’s shop before crossing the street to the parlor with three paper bags in your hands. The heat from inside, just as the smell was making your mouth water and you couldn’t wait to eat. But although the food was on your mind also was Axel. He was actually an interesting man at least when he would say something while you would tattoo him, but you were tired of getting involved with anyone. The last guy you were with was a complete idiot and it ended just as the most relationships; you found him in the bed with another woman. And that made you a bit self-conscious about yourself thinking that you weren’t enough. What happened only assure you that you will never have a one night stand because you were clearly bad at sex, so every time when somebody was even a bit interested in you, you would be cold towards them. You knew that people didn’t deserve it, but you didn’t want someone to actually fall for you and that thought actually made you laugh knowing that it will never happen. Because of everything you thought on that subject you wanted to kill everyone around you that actually made you feel as if there is a possibility to be with Axel although you didn’t know if he was only interested in sex or more, however, you were kind of leaning into finding out.

“I brought food,” you waved with the paper bags in front of her face and Yukio grabbed one with her name on it.

“I could kiss you right now,” she said already taking a bit of the sweet pastry.

“Rather not, I’m actually terrified of your girlfriend.”

“She would never hurt you,” Yukio said between two bits.

“Yeah, right,” you shrugged before turning to the doors that were leading to the room where Domino was tattooing.

“Dom is still inside?”

“Mhm,” she murmured.

“I will just give her the food while is still warm,” you said before grabbing Domino’s bag and leaving yours with Yukio.

“Ok,” Yukio said before peeking into your bag to still some of your food.

Before you opened the door you could hear some strange noises and you only hoped that it wasn’t what you thought it was, but you were not that lucky and you confirmed your suspicion with opening the door.

“Are you serious?” you exclaimed loudly. Your eyes were wide opened as in front of you stood Domino and Axel half naked and you didn’t dare to look lower than their chests. You didn’t even take notice of their reactions when you walked in the room too busy in trying to find anything reasonable in front of you. “You do know that we have to stick to health regulations? How are bodily fluids sterile, really?” Only after you said it you found the double meaning in it and you almost started laughing before glancing at Axel. “I mean, I apologize if you are actually sterile, but I didn’t mean it that way.” Forcing a smile you had to admit that you felt betrayed at that moment, but it was your own fault. However, you were always good at not letting other people see your emotions on your face so you just took a deep breath before deciding what to do.

Looking directly at Axel you finally spoke: “Put your clothes on and get out. And if you ever wish for another tattoo hope that Domino is willing to tattoo you in your own shop because this is not a fucking brothel.” After you said completely calmly, you got out without a word to Yukio only taking your sweet breakfast with you leaving the parlor behind.

A/N: Thank you for reading!!!

#axel cluney #axel cluney x reader #axel cluney imagine #deadpool imagine #deadpool 2 #x-force imagine

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