#tua axel x male reader

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Domesticality?: Axel the Swede X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: Request; fluff with Axel Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: G/Fluff Warnings: tooth rot, mention of Axel's totally legal job, no dialogue because all he uses is body language, short fic Summary: When Axel doesn't have work he's a lot sweet than people may think

Axel strikes absolutely no one as the type to settle down. Which is why he didn’t. He just catches these little moments of married domestic bliss that he will sometimes forget that he is a trained assassin. Moments when you’re making dinner or just sitting and watching TV together are moments he often will drift off from his true reality and no one is ever the wiser.

In this moment he has his head lulled back on the couch, sitting comfortably with his arms stretched out and his legs spread comfortably. You’re sitting next to him, eyes fixed on the TV as it plays some nonsense Oscar recommended. The only reason you ended up watching it was because when you asked Otto if it was good he gave a small shrug in response, high praise coming from Otto especially since he was busy with the cats at the time.

You do glance at Axel on occasion, just to see if he’s moved or if he’s paying some sliver of attention. He is never paying attention, not to the TV. Sometimes you’ll catch his eye lingering over towards you as a smile comes over his face, but nothing more. You know that when the movie is over he’ll lean over and give you a kiss on the head before pulling you along to go to bed.

He’s become a creature of habit in this house. Not that you mind, it’s rather sweet to see the stone melt away when he doesn’t have a mission for a few days. Sometimes his routine is broken when his brothers come over, but he adepts into a sort of contingency routine.

The credits roll across the screen and you wait for your prediction to come true. Axel picks his head up and leans forward, bringing his arm to rest around you as he gently leans in and presses a kiss to the side of your head. For a moment he rests his head against yours, sending those silent messages he always does that you learned to read from his body language over time. You return the pressure, resting your head against his and he sighs, giving you another kiss, this time on the cheek, before standing and offering you his hand.

You accept the gesture and follow him as he leads you to the bedroom and pulls you down with him. He pushes the covers aside and you climb in with him, following his movements as he wraps his arms around you tightly and press the occasional kiss somewhere on your skin as you drift to sleep.

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NSFW Alphabet: Axel The Swede

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: Either, wording is neutral Rating: M/Smut Warnings: Sex, cum, violence as a turn-on, mentions of porn, choking, hair pulling, masturbation

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Axel is a very accommodating man by default. He takes care of you with no questions asked. He usually does so silently, already knowing what you need.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

He loves your face, more specifically your jaw line. Tracing his finger along it and ending at your chin to tilt your head up is how most things get started. He is a fan of his own ass. He knows you love it and will use it to his advantage.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He is pleasantly surprised when you cum unexpectedly. He hates when you warn him, relishing in the spontaneous feeling of you cuming on his hand most times.

D = Dirty secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

He first got turned on by you when you held a knife to his throat.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Not much. He’s seen porn over and over enough, but you were his first.

F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)

He loves it against a wall. He is the definition of a switch, so it doesn’t matter who’s pinning who.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He’s serious over anything else. He’s rarely ever anything but.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He takes care of himself. He didn’t before he met you, but now he has someone to perform for. The carpet does indeed match the drapes to a tee.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s more spontaneous than romantic. There will the the odd occasion where he’ll cook dinner and take things slow to last out the night, but it’s usually a sudden moment of passion.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t often unless on missions. If he’s out in the field and something reminds him of you then he has to take the night to think of you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Choke him against the wall and pull his hair, or he’ll do it to you. He’s not picky.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

He loves shower or sauna sex. It’s perfectly set up and he often showers with you anyway.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When he first gets home, it doesn't matter what you’re doing, the arousal of being an assassin is fresh in his mind and he needs to fuck right then and there.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would not be interested in bondage of any kind. He just has a bad feeling about it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He is very willing to give, but he loves to receive. Even if it’s an off day and you don’t do well, he loves if. He can pull at your hair and let out his frustration with it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual? etc.)

He can take his time, but he prefers a faster pace.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is very adamant about quickies. It’s his favorite way to do things.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

He is not much of a risk taker. The biggest risk he’s taken is with locations.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

He can go all night if you’re going slow, but at his usual pace he can only go a handful of rounds.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves?)

He does not have toys, he wouldn’t even be able to tell what one was if you asked him.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He doesn’t tease. He wants you to cum as fast as you can.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is not a vocal man in everyday life, and that transfers to the bedroom. When he moans, it’s in your ear just for you to hear what you can do to him.

W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)

He likes watching porn with you and either getting each other off or masturbating to yourselves.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

A relatively average lad, a bit slender though.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

If you haven’t been around each other in a while, you’ll be like rabbits for the next few days. However, if he’s been home for awhile it doesn’t happen too often.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’s trained to fall asleep quickly out of necessity, so he’s out right away. You’ll often drift off admiring his face and playing with his hair.

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The Swedes X Hargreaves! Commission! NSG Reader

Ah, yes, random inspiration for a request long old! Might do a sequel with some fix it elements because no one needs to the see our boys die.

Working with the boys was always scary. There was a chance one of you was going to have to see something terrible happen to the other. When you went solo it seemed easier, like you could forget that you boys were in danger. The commission wasn’t too happy about grouping the love birds together, but with all the trouble these fugitives had caused, Carmichael wasn’t taking any chances. These fugitives did happen to be your siblings, but it’s not like this sort of thing was odd.

When you started working for the commission it was clear that anyone who messed with the timeline was in the wrong. When Fives joined years later it seemed like he understood that. But now you were getting off a bus fully ready to stop the hell that your brother had started. You didn’t expect to see Five right off the bat.

The boys took their shots, but you had to take a moment to process. Fives met your eyes for a second before he disappeared with the briefcase. You drew your gun and moved with the boys. Axel’s silent commands were clear as his brother spread out to survey. You stayed by him in front of what was formally Hazel. The two of you scanned the surroundings for anything out of order. The briefcase had been damaged, the jump wasn’t complete.

You caught sight of an abnormal amount of smoke conveniently hiding behind a car. You nudged Axel’s arm and nodded to the car. He whistled to catch Oscar and Otto’s attention. The brothers formed up again to begin assault on the car. Oscar went around to find an empty spot, Five wasn’t there. The smirk that had formed on Axel’s face, the thought of an easy job that would permit you all to go home and lounge on the couch, was gone immediately.

You could feel that familiar weight in the air that Five always left when he jumped. You scanned as much around you as you could see, but there was no sign of your brother. The boys went right in search as you tried to figure out where Five could have jumped to. Before you thought to look up Axel’s whistle caught your attention. The boys were at the corner, gazing at a milk truck.

The milk guy was not expecting to be jumped by a group of assassins. It was likely he’d never even heard of that particular job. It made taking the truck rather easy. Oscar had the idea to play dress for the next part of the mission. Otto’s first instinct was to tease his brother in the milkman uniform and Axel was holding a laugh. Being the adoring spouse you are, you simply told he looked handsome and gave him a lingering kiss that made the other two members of your relationship quiet down. You made sure to give them both a kiss on the cheek to make up for it.

Axel was quick to plan. He explained in little detail, all of you just understanding how his mind worked. The small waiting period was easily passed. As you all waited in light silence in the back of the milk truck. You had found a comfortable spot on Otto’s lap as the small giant took a nap. He had his arms loosely fixed around your waist so you wouldn’t fall. Playing with his hair seemed to make the time pass quickly. Oscar fretted with his new clothes for awhile until he couldn’t find anything wrong and joined Axel in staring at a schematic plan of the asylum you’d find Diego in.

The sun had set softly around you in the sleepy state you found Otto's comforting slumber putting you in. Axel kneeled beside you and placed a kiss on your head. His way of telling you it was time to go on mission. You gave him a nod of acknowledgement and turned to wake Otto. You shook his shoulder lightly and roused him awake. He gave you a small and sleepy kiss as he began the gradual process of fully waking up.

You stood up and moved to the front of the truck where the other boys were. Axel was getting the truck started and Oscar had started fiddling with his uniform buttons again. You ran your hand through the smaller Swede’s hair and gave him a reassuring look when he turned to face you. This mission would go fine.

Oscar went in first so as to not raise alarm. Upon the sound of his shotgun the rest of you went in. Oscar’s once pristine white uniform now had a light blood splatter that made him seem even more handsome. The smirk you caught a glimpse of was you loved to see on his face. He was proud of himself. The proud little Swede went to shut off the lights as his brothers grew their own bit of pride for their small brother.

The four of you walked down the halls in search of your own brother. Axel led the charge as he always did as brought up the rear. The sound of howling caught your attention. It was a madhouse, and it was your only clue. Axel turned down the appropriate hallway with the rest of you in tow.

Even in the dark hallway and with the uncharacteristically long hair you recognized your brother. The boys didn’t hesitate to start firing. It took you a moment to lull it over, but ultimately started firing with the boys. This mission is a do or die situation. Between your siblings and your husbands, in the moment, the choice was clear.

The chase escalated when the other inmates were released and crowded the halls. The only place they could have run was to a maintenance closet. Axel kicked open the door with no issue and the brother began to fire wildly, not missing an inch of the small room. Otto was the last to stop. He found their escape route and a sense of relief and guilt went through you. Diego wasn’t dead yet.

You followed the escape route through more convert means that involved stairs. It led to the lower levels of the asylum where you found a duo of disarmed police officers. Upon their pleads not to shoot Axel fitted them each with a bullet to the skull. The sight of an exit was in view and after making it outside you were met with failure. Just a large group of inmates dancing and running away.

The feeling of Axel failing was one that stung the air like poison. He didn’t like making mistakes. You took the gun from his hand and replaced it with a reassuring squeeze. His feeling died down slightly, but he was still very annoyed that they’d lost Diego.

Upon returning to the milk truck Axel was still on edge, Oscar was tired, and Otto was unhappy. The trio didn’t fail often. You did what you could to console them, but an uplift of spirit would have to wait until you had more space.

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Too Many Cats! The Swedes X Any Gender Reader

Going on walks with the boys was always nice. Oscar would insist on ice cream, Axel would tell him no, but Otto would lead them to the shop anyway. It was a routine. A few times a week, just a nice walk through the park. Today, however, there was an obstacle. A large brow box- full of kittens.

Oscar was so excited. He let go of your hand at first sight of the box. He awed at the kittens and hugged one close to his chest, turning to Axel with pleading eyes.

“No.” Axel stated firmly.

“Please!” Oscar made sure the cat was doing its best begging.

Otto made his way over to look at the cats, pulling you along with him. The largest Swede picked up a black and white kitten, petting it softly. You smiled down at the cats in the box and looked to Axel.

“It couldn’t hurt…” You gestured to the boys with their cats.

“We have too many.” Axel walked over to you, placing a hand on your cheek. “You’re supposed to be on my side, Kitten.”

“Four more cats won’t hurt!” You rested a hand on Axel’s chest and gave him your best begging face.

“I’m the one that cleans.” Otto chimed in from his place on the ground as he kept cuddling the little cat.

“Kitten wants a cat too, Axel!” Oscar held the cat he was holding up to his brother. “Please!”

Axel sighed and took the cat in his arms. It latched its claws into the chest of his jacket and looked up at him. Axel was hypnotized. Missions success. You and Oscar grabbed the remaining kittens and paid them some attention before you led the boys home.

As soon as you got home all of the other cats swarmed, waiting to meet their new friends. Oscar watched them all closely, making sure the older cats were being nice. Axel was still mildly mesmerized by the cat Oscar had given him.

“You know why he likes that one?” Otto asked from behind you as you both got the cats’ dinner ready.

“No.”

“It has your eyes.” Otto chuckled.

You looked over to the cat in Axel’s lap. You smiled to yourself lightly.

“I’d be just as distracted.” Otto took a can of tuna from your hands. “You have lovely eyes, Kitten.”

Otto leaned down and kissed your head. You stood on your toes and kissed his cheek before going to hand out the dinner bowls. Just like the endearing of your eyes in the cat, that little nickname showed just how much the boys loved you. They love cats, and you’re their favorite Kitten.

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Headcannons: Dating The Swedes (Poly)

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: None mentioned Rating: M/Fluff and Smut Warnings: Sex, cannon typical violence, mentions of knives

Axel is the one that helps you keep the other two together. He is grateful to finally have help with them.

Axel is a switch and he knows it.

Otto is a top and he’s shy about it.

Oscar is a bottom and he denies it.

Otto loves hugs in a casual sense. He’s tall enough to kiss your head when he hugs you.

Oscar is clingy as all hell.

Axel has some sort of kiss quota per day. You’ve tried to count, but you lose track very quickly. He kisses you on the cheek in passing far too often to keep track.

Oscar wants to look nice for you at all times. He is the only one that owns sexy outfits.

Otto doesn’t let you open doors for yourself when he can help it.

Oscar insists that you play with his hair all the time.

You play with all of their hair. They have some weird shampoo and their hair is unearthly soft.

Axel loves when you sit in his lap and he can kiss your neck softly.

Oscar loves to hold your hand when walking.

Axel prefers to have an arm around you when you walk together.

Otto would carry you everywhere if you let him.

Oscar used to be scared of the dark, he still is if you’re not with him. If you’re there he feels like he can protect you from the things in the dark.

Otto has taken about seven bullets for you on various occasions. You get mad at him every single time.

Axel will not let you wake up before him. He will make you go back to sleep so he can get up and make breakfast or run you a bath.

Otto loves the way you smell. Especially your hair.

Oscar loves to make out. Nothing really steamy if his brothers are home, but he just likes to kiss you.

Otto loves to take you on walks through parks or on nature trails.

Axel won’t let you play the knife game with Oscar. You’re only able to play it with him and Otto because they don’t miss.

Otto convinced you to be on his side for a prank war with Oscar and Axel. This has resulted in udder chaos. Oscar was covered in honey and Axel ended up several miles down a river after traveling via mattress.

Oscar was very upset about the honey in his hair. You had to call off the pranks and help him clean up.

All of them have a mutual agreement to keep separate during sex. They’re brothers, it’d be weird. Whether it be arranging a specific night for the other two to be gone, on just a last minute tie on the door.