For Axel Lovers-Halloween VersFor all you Axel lovers like me....
Tonight is a Halloween masked ball and you just can't wait for it to begin. You were sitting on your bed, tying you strappy heels on. Then you stood up, your elegant dress brushing against the floor. You were wearing a gorgeous, poofy white dress with a little pink down the center. A matching white mask decorated with pearls sat over your eyes. You couldn't help but smile, then blush a little as you looked at your reflection in your mirror. You knew that Axel was going to be there, and you hoped you looked fabulous for when he saw you. Grinning (and very satisfied with yourself), you walked out the door, ready for a date with destiny.
You arrived at a miraculous grand ballroom that reminded you of the one at the Beast's castle. Maybe the people that owned this place had the same decorator?
There were a lot of people there, all masked and everything. Some of them you recognized, some you didn't. You saw many of the
For Axel LoversYou walk into the Grey Area, one side of the room has a poker game taking place while on the other side a few members just rest on the couches, minding their own business. No one seemed to be doing work and then you realize no one was there to assign you today's mission.
" Come on over here." the red-head called to you. You walk over and join the small group at the table.
" Why is everyone just hanging around?" you ask.
" Vacation day." Luxord stated, not even lifting his gaze off his cards.
" So that means everyone can do what they want?"
" You catch on quickly!" Axel teased. He let out a grunt as you send a kick in his direction. There were times, or most of the time, when his humor just didn't amuse you.
" Well, then see you all later, I'm going to sleep." Just as you push back your seat, it abruptly stopped. You look down and see Axel's foot placed in front of the legs of the chair.
" Why don't you join our game?"
" I don't gamble, and if I did, I'd beat you." you taunted.
" I'm se
AxelxReader: But I remember - Chapter 1Authors Note: This story is somewhat depressing. Reader-tan is a bit suicidal, and there is also abuse in this. Just warning anyone who has gone through these types of things. I hope you enjoy the story. I enjoyed writing it. ^^ Enjoy.
You ran. You ran as fast as you could, to the one place in the world where you could be at peace. The beach.
Life was awful. Meaningless. If you could, you'd die. You couldn't find a reason, or a purpose, or a point in the everyday struggle you went through.
You'd go to school, get bullied relentlessly, and then go home. Then you'd wake up, and repeat the entire process all over again. For five days straight. If you were lucky, you'd have a day off from school due to some sort of holiday, but it didn't happen often.
As you ran and ran your [h/c] locks bounced in the air, and the heavy breeze blew your dark, blue, skirt around. The loose tie fastened around your neck, which was sloppily, and lazily tied to your collar this
For Marluxia Loves Request" Larxene, can I-"
" No." she instantly denied.
" You never let me do anything!" you yell back, storming out of the Grey Area. And it was true, Larxene was in charge of taking care of you, therefore she didn't let you do anything. It was a downside to being new in the Organization, watching everyone go about their business while you could only watch and take orders from Larxene until she deemed you strong enough to go out on your own since she was the last to give you training. Everyone pitched in to give you some advice on how to survive, but the final word rested on the blonde's lips, and you had a slight feeling she was going to take advantage of it. So, like most days when your training ended early, you spent your time exploring the large domain, trying to find something interesting to do or strike up some conversations. One person you had yet to have a serious conversation with was Number 11, Marluxia. He was quite elusive for some odd reason, and the most he ever said to you was
No Cologne for AxelXemnas Report #487
There has been a slight decrease of cologne, mouthwash, toiletries, and groceries lately so I eventually had sent Number III to buy more this morning. However, if Xaldin rid of the blasted cologne bottle he had bought for Number VIII, perhaps the unfortunate events that followed may never had happened...
Earlier that day...
Xaldin just came back from the store and Vexen, the Chilly Academic, was inspecting the items Xaldin laid out on the kitchen table. The last time Xaldin went shopping, he brought the wrong items and he got a dead bunny for Demyx, who threatened to shave his sideburns if he got the chance.
"Let's see," Vexen read from the grocery list as he inspects each item while Xaldin watches nearby. "Toilet paper, mouthwash, lettuce, tomato soup, cornflake cereal, rose-scented deoderant for Marluxia, tampons for Larxene, and... spicy mint cologne for Axel..."
"... Yeah...?" Xaldin questioned when Vexen holds up the latter item close to his fac