#axel and sweetheart

[bigweldindustries]

tried to record a video of Trent washing his face (they wash their face like cats do it's the CUTEST thing) and instead just captured this shaky footage of him refusing to go to bed because he'd rather climb the wall

majestic old man

[axellis]

ahh ahhh . axellis routines much to think about. axel wakes up noon at the earliest but hes like raring to go the second hes up and he likes simple stuff like oatmeal or grits for breakfast unless he's really feelin it then he might do some eggs and bacon and he'll brush his teeth and do the water gargling (because its funny) and then he gets dressed and the second hes out the door there is tnt to his face

[leasboyfriend]

too cute to live, too pretty to die

[arrdvarkart]

a-10 light and posing experiments

[shatteredminds]

My Illiterate children

Thor Rothrekr Axel

Jørgan Fenrir Wolvisherii Friis

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[sanguinesinners]

@dcarheart (for anyone)

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“You in need of a tattoo or somethin’ ?”

Wide green hues scanned the stranger down before he carded his inked hand through his slick hair. Axel wasn’t too hesitant in conversing with clients, despite his eccentric ways and hyperactive demeanour, he was well liked throughout the downtown district.

“Or is ya car broken down and you need some fixes?”

The mysteries about these two were only just about to begin!

[livlaughloveluke]

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭- 𝐞.𝐥

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ever since that night on the rooftop, you’ve known

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: a little cursing, brief mention of past toxic relationship, ethan being an absolute sweetheart

𝐚/𝐧- clearing out my drafts rn so im kinda posting a lot! this ones kinda short and sweet, but i think its cute 💗 also, you might want to listen to margaret by lana del rey, it will help this make sense 😭

margaret (feat. bleachers) by lana del rey

02:45 ━━━━●───── 05:40 ⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻

ethan’s heart sunk at the sight of someone on the roof, where he normally he spent his sleepless nights, thinking alone. he cautiously approached the mysterious figure, only to find out that it was a women who looked to be around his age, dressed in a lengthy white dress, with gorgeous shimmery pearls hanging loosely around your neck. 

there was something enchanting about this moonlight. you looked incredible, despite your glossy eyes and runny mascara, which had given away the fact that you had been crying. 

“you okay?” ethan muttered, unsure of what to do or say to the dazzling young girl. you jump, startled by the presence of another person. you wipe away what was left of your mascara, trying to clean up a little.

“yeah..? yeah.” you said, the first word sounding like you were trying to convince yourself, while the second ‘yeah’ sounding more persuasive and firm.

 “wanna talk about it?” the brown eyed boy suggested, unsure where he got his confidence from. something about the stranger on the rooftop made him want to learn more. 

“well, my boyfriend just broke up with me on our 6 month anniversary. he said he was taking me out to celebrate, but ended up dumping me while we were eating, elle woods style.” you shared. 

“he sounds like a real asshole. maybe it was for the best.” ethan stated. 

“i think you’re right. he was kind of an asshole.” the girl giggled in response. 

ethan grinned, taking in her beauty as they stared at each other. 

“well, i shared my story, now what about you? why are you here tonight? your girlfriend dump you?” you jokes, although you remained curious to what he reply was.

“uhm- no, no girlfriend. i like to come out here when i cant sleep. it helps me think.” he answers, taking a deep breath of the crisp, chilly air. he approached the ledge, and sat down, legs hanging off the building. it was scary the first few times, but recently he came to enjoy it. there was something so freeing about the risks of being this high up.

you mirror his actions and sit next to him. you look at the breathtaking view, before realizing there was a much better view right beside you.

you face him to ask a question. 

“how do you know?” 

ethan tilted his head in confusion, your question was to vague for him to answer. you continue talking, giving more context.

“what if he was the love of my life? how do i know?” this time, ethan can answer your question easily.

“that’s your answer, the answer is no. if you have to ask, then he wasn’t your true love. when you know, you’ll know.” 

you just hummed in response. 

“we never properly introduced ourselves. I don’t even know your name.” you inform him.

“we don’t even know each others names, and yet i still feel closer to you than anyone else in my life.” he added, letting out a dry chuckle, trying to hide how pathetic that was.

“i feel the same. you probably know more about my feelings than any of my friends, and we’ve known each other for what, five minutes?” you added. he was relieved that you shared the same emotions as him. 

you stuck out your hand. “my name is y/n.”

ethan got the memo and reached to shake your hand. the contact made butterflies fill his stomach. “my name is ethan.” he replied.

“ethan? i would have never guessed that was your name. don’t get me wrong, i think its lovely, but you look more like a conner to me.” 

ethan laughed at your comment, and swiftly formed a response. “conner? really? i think i look more like an axel.” 

“i could see that i guess, but all i can think about when i hear the name axel is this kid who bullied me in second grade.” you giggle.

“you were bullied by a kid named axel?” he teases. 

“yes!! and every day he would tell the teacher on me for something I didn’t even do!! and worse, the teacher believed him!” you were now full blown laughing, along with ethan who was starting to really enjoy talking to you.

you and him continued chatting a little longer, asking basic questions, but you wanted more. you wanted to know the real ethan.

“im tired of all these simple questions. lets go more in depth. for starters, if you only had one day left to live, would you tell anyone? why or why not?” you ask him. 

“woah. to be honest, i don’t think i would tell anyone until the end of the day, you know? why ruin your last day alive by being constantly pitied, if you could spend it happily with the people you love most?” he announced, and you nodded your head in agreement.

“now i ask you something. if were getting murdered, and got to choose the way you were killed, what would you pick?”

“wow, that took a turn. i would probably choose to get poisoned. its not painful really, and its pretty quick. just don’t poison me with bleach. i hate the smell of it.” you declared. 

this caused you both to start laughing again, to the point where your stomach hurt. after your giggle fest, your exhaustion got the best of you, and you yawned, sleepily. your actions did not go unnoticed by ethan, and he decided to call it a night. he helped walk you home, making sure to keep you safe. 

you talked the whole way home, mainly about your music taste. he was into the alternative indie kinda music, and you bonded over a few artists. then, you reached your dorm. you exchanged numbers, none of you wanting this relationship to end.

for the next week, you texted each other constantly, giving song recommendations, and just learning about one another in general. you figured out you both went to blackmore university, and took a few of the same classes. you were surprised you hadn’t seen him before, but then again, two weeks ago you weren’t looking. 

you were supposed to meet him on the rooftop again tonight. this time however, you wouldn’t be caught sulking in a dress. you changed into a more comfortable, yet gorgeous look.

eleven pm rolled around, and you headed up to the roof. ethan was already waiting for you, a bouquet of tulips in his hands. he handed them to you, and you couldn’t hold your smile back. 

“how’d you know these were my favorite?!” you  questioned him. 

“you’re mentioned it a couple times. i researched the meaning, and it turns out they symbolize growth and new beginnings, which i thought was perfect, because of your recent relationship ending and uh i-“ 

you cut him off with a hug, holding the flowers off to the side, not wanting to crush them. you pull apart so you could face him when talking. 

“they’re beautiful, eth. I can’t believe you put so much effort into them.” you informed him.

your ex boyfriend was a total dickhead, who never really cared. you weren’t sure if he even got you flowers once in your relationship. it was new having someone that cared, and the feeling of being truly loved was definitely not unwelcome. 

you both sat on the edge and started babbling like last time. 

“you know who i’d think you’d like? faye webster. she’s really good, and while she’s well known, she’s definitely underrated.” you blurt out. 

“I’ll listen to her tonight. whats your spotify?” he asks. you share your account and both follow eachother. he starts scrolling through your playlists and reviewing them. 

“taylor swift? really, y/n? i thought you were better than this.” he sarcastically says. you act offended, before retorting back. 

“taylor swift is so good! she’s popular for a reason. maybe you just haven’t heard the right album. i feel like you would like evermore or folklore.” he shakes his head, disapprovingly. he claimed he would never listen to one of her songs. (he spent 2 hours that night listening to the albums you suggested)

eventually, it got late and he started walking you home. out of the blue, he asked you an important question. 

“would you maybe want to go out with me one night? officially?” he managed to stutter out. 

“i’d love to, eth.” you respond. 

you had never really been completely sure of something, but that night you knew one thing. you were in love with ethan landry.

[hobiebrownismygod]

(today is a day for ideas, good Jesus)

This is like my third ask today but I have so many ideas and I have to write them down or I'll forget. Sorry you have to face the blunt of it. This request is kinda sad, that's also my fault

Hobie Brown x reader but where reader had a crush on him but Hobie never seemed to notice but after she gets fed up with it and moves on. After she does this she's much more natural and sure of herself because she's not trying to impress him anymore, that's when he starts to fall for her too.

Please tell me someone else can even slightly see this vision

Thank you, take as long as you need

And I hope you a happy time

I'm gonna turn this request into a two-part fic because I don't think I'll be able to get the whole plot into one lol 😭 thank you for requesting!!

Forgotten Girl Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader Part 1/2

Synopsis: You got tired of running after someone who wasn't interested, so you stopped...only for him to gain interest right afterwards.

WC: <;1k

TW: unedited, somewhat angst/pining, femreader

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He never noticed you. No matter how many times you made eye contact with him, waved at him, batted your eyes at him, put your hand on his shoulder, giggled at one of his stupid jokes, he never ever seemed to realize you were there.

Of course...he noticed you...but he didn't notice you. His head never turned when you walked into the room, he never looked at you longer than he had to, and worst of all, he called you his mate.

The most platonic term you could call someone.

Mate.

Never darling, never love, never sweetheart.

Mate.

"Oi, whatcha doin' there mate?"

You snapped your head to the side to see none other than Hobie Brown, looking over your shoulder with a slight smile on his face, squinting to read the words on the page of the book you were reading.

You flinched forward slightly, not having expected him, before giving him an awkward smile. "Just reading. You?"

"Just watching you." he replied with a friendly grin before glancing back towards where he'd come from. "You haven't seen Gwendy or Pav around anywhere, have you?"

Your expression deflated. "I think I saw Gwen walk past a couple minutes ago. She was heading towards Miguel's room." You said softly, looking back down at your book and crossing your legs together, trying to bite back the waver appearing in your voice.

"Mmm." he nodded, looking back over his shoulder at you. "You here all by y'self?"

"Yep. All by myself." You said as you cleared your throat. His expression softened slightly and he walked back over towards you, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his vest. "You alright?"

"Fine. Why do you ask?" You tried to avoid his eyes, keeping your head buried in your book.

"I just-" He hesitated, "I don't think I've ever talked to you alone before. You're acting a bit...shy."

"I'm not shy." You mumbled, glaring back up at him. "Of course not." He replied, shooting you a sly grin. "Can't blame me for wondering though. You barely say a word to me, so I can't read y'like I can all the others."

"I talk to you often."

"Really?"

"I'm talking to you right now, aren't I?"

He chuckled deeply, looking down and shaking his head for a moment. "Cheeky." You felt your face heat up and you immediately looked back down, clearing your throat. "Hobie?"

"Yeah?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows at you playfully.

"You ever thought about being in a relationship?" You asked awkwardly.

"Wot?" He blinked, a smile spreading across his face. "Where'd that come from?"

You clasped your hands together with an embarrassed expression, staring straight at the ground. "I dunno. Just did."

"Well...I s'pose. I never really thought about it. I don't think anyone'd have me to be honest." He laughed. "What about you, mate?"

"I'm sure someone'd take you." You replied, ignoring how he shot your question back at you. "I mean, look at you." You immediately swallowed, looking back down as the weight of your words suddenly collapsed onto your shoulders.

He didn't seem to notice, simply laughing and nodding. "I am a bit of a looker, aren't I?" He teased, standing up straight. "It's all part of the Spider-punk charm." he winked.

"I agree." you smiled gently, looking up at him. You were being fairly obvious at this point, but he still didn't seem to be taking the hint.

That was how it'd always been. It was like he couldn't dream of being with you. He never seemed to notice your badly-disguised glances and awkward giggles. The way you'd adjust your suit when he walked by, looking down at the ground when he was in front of you and almost always refusing to make eye contact.

It was so obvious and still wouldn't realize.

In fact, the conversation was beginning to get tiring. The two of you simply continued, with your attempts at flirting quickly being shut down by how normal he was being.

"I think you'd make a great partner." You'd say, giving him a crystal clear smile, only to be met with a, "Oh definitely. Whoever I end up with is gonna be lucky."

The conversation would continue on...

"Very lucky. I'd kill to be in their position."

"Ha! You're a funny one, mate."

There was nothing you could do in response besides nod and smile, silently begging for some sort of escape. It was so embarrassing that you just couldn't handle it anymore.

And this happened every damn time.

Honestly...was there even a point anymore? It was starting to look like he'd never catch your drift.

Maybe he knew. Maybe he just didn't like you that way.

Yes, that was probably it. There's no way a normal person wouldn't be able to take a hint so obvious...he just wasn't interested.

Sad. But understandable.

"Weren't you looking for Gwen and Pav?" You said quickly, interrupting him. He raised a brow slightly, his expression lighting up. "Oh, right! I'll go find them then. See you around, mate."

He tipped his head towards you and gave you a smile. You returned it, your expression immediately dropping the moment he turned away. You watched his lanky figure leave, releasing your breath in a long deep sigh.

There was no point.

It just...wasn't meant to be.

He didn't notice you.

And he never would.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Studio Time With The Triple Threat Harlows

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

Gif by @harlowgifs

Synopsis: The triplets want to spend more time with daddy and he knows just want to do to keep them entertained

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Requested by: anon who wanted dad!Jack content 😌

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You looked down to see that Ivy had gotten away from you once again and simply sighed. This had been happening since this morning with her wanting to be around Jack, but he was in the studio busy downstairs.

Every time she wandered off, you found her at the door to the studio trying to reach the handle and simply brought her back upstairs, but not before letting her say hi to her dad. 

This time as you made your way downstairs you once again found her in front of the door trying to reach up to grab the handle when you picked her up from behind and made her laugh.

"My big girl has got to stop running away from me!"

"But I wanna say hi to daddy."

"Okay bug and then we're going to eat something."

"Chicken nuggies?"

"Sure if that's what you want." You said while putting her down.

"Go ahead and knock and wait for daddy to say it's okay to come in."

She knocked three times while shouting "Daddy!? Can I come in?"

Jack laughed to himself as he heard his oldest outside of the door for the fiftieth time today and got up to open the door to see her looking up at him with those big blue eyes that resembled his as she had her arms out for him to pick her up. As you mouthed 'I'm sorry' to him but he simply waved it off.

"Hi daddy! I miss you."

"Hi gorgeous girl. I missed you too. And of course I missed my beautiful wife also." Jack said as he picked her up and she simply started playing with his KY necklace as he leaned over to kiss the top of her head before leaning down to kiss your cheek.

"You eat chicken nuggies with me?" Ivy asked with hope apparent in her voice.

"I don't know yet sweetheart. Daddy has a lot of work to do."

"But daddy take a break?"

Just then you heard two more sets of little footsteps as Autumn and Axel ran full speed into Jack grabbing one leg each.

"As you can tell you've been missed all day." You said.

"Well then I guess I could take a small break." He answered as Ivy clapped her hands in excitement.

"Then let's eat dinner. Ax, Autumn let go of daddy so he can walk." Axel reluctantly pulled away and you had to pry Autumn off of him in order for him to be able to move.

All of you made your way upstairs and Axel volunteered to help you set the table.

You handed him napkins not wanting for him to start running around with sharp objects because that child could turn a spoon into a weapon.

The Triplets got chicken nuggets per their request while you and Jack had chicken and dumplings which your mother had helped you make earlier in the day.

Once everyone was finished and the table was clear, Jack got up from the table and Ivy went to follow him.

"Daddy? I come with you?"

"Ivy, daddy has a lot of work to do." You answered but once Jack saw the pout on her face, he didn't want for her to be upset.

"Bug, if you do you have to be really quiet for me. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes!"

"Wait, I wanna go too!" Axel exclaimed while chewing on the cookie that you gave him.

"Ax, don't talk with your mouth full." Jack answered while looking over at him.

"Me three!"

"Okay since all of you want to go, I need all three of you to be really quiet and draw daddy a few pictures. How does that sound?"

All three eagerly nodded their heads as they ran off into the direction of where you kept all of the art supplies and was jumping up to reach them and failing miserably.

"Wait for mommy to get it for you so you don't get hurt."

You took down a few pieces of paper for each of them along with crayons as all five of you went downstairs to the studio with Ivy leading the way. Jack had to open the door for her but once she did, she ran inside and found a comfy spot in the corner as her siblings joined her. You handed them the pieces of paper and crayons so that they could draw their pictures as you went to go sit on the couch next to them, but you quickly heard Jack’s protest.

"Can I have my wife over here with me, please?" Jack asked with a pout on his face and you quickly got up in order to sit next to him, but he gestured for you to sit on his lap instead. 

"Are you going to be able to focus with me sitting on your lap?" You asked as you sat down with him immediately putting his hands around your waist and kissing you.

"I always can whether you're riding me or not and I want you to ride me so this will give me more motivation to hurry up and finish so we can get to it." 

All you did was roll your eyes in response while laughing.

"And besides I want your opinion on a few things and they look to be occupied." He answered while peering over at the triplets. 

"Okay let's hear it."

"And be honest with me. If it's trash then tell me."

"As you wish. But, I'm sure that it’s not."

"But if you hurt my feelings, I expect head before I go to sleep."

"Jackman, just play me the song please. And you never have to ask since I was going to do that anyway. I knew you wouldn't behave with me sitting on your lap."

"I am behaving!"

A little while later, Ivy got up and made her way over to the both of you to say that she was bored and needed something else to do.

 "Daddy, can you play with me now?"

"Not right now. Did you draw me a picture?"

"I drew you four." She answered while holding up her fingers.

"It's almost time for you to go to sleep anyway." You told her and she immediately crossed her arms.

"But I'm not sleepy!"

"Wait, I have an idea. Ax, Autumn come here." Jack said and they stopped coloring to come over to him.

"Do you three want to make a song for daddy?"

"YES!" All three of them exclaimed and you couldn’t help but to smile.

"Okay listen closely." Jack started to say to explain to them how this would work as best he could so they could understand and once he was done they were excited.

"Mommy is going to go in the booth with the three of you to do it, okay?"

"Can my part be about chicken nuggies?" Ivy asked and Jack simply shrugged.

"Whatever you want, princess. Are you three ready?"

They eagerly nodded as you took Ivy in the booth first and placed the headphones on her and sat her on the stool so that she could reach the microphone.

Jack started to play the track and you tapped Ivy's shoulder to tell her to start.

"I like eating chicken nuggies and playing with Ax and Autumn. I love my mommy and daddy. Okay, I'm done." Ivy said while taking off the headphones and hopping down from the stool and you and Jack couldn't help but to laugh.

"Ax, you ready?"

He immediately ran over to where you were and sat down on the stool as you put the headphones on and it looked as if he was thinking.

"You ready for daddy to play the song?"

"Yes, I have an idea now."

Once Jack heard that Axel was ready, he pressed play on the track and you soon heard Axel's voice. 

"Daddy is mad because I'm mommy's favorite boy. The end."

It took everything in you not to bust out laughing while Jack simply rolled his eyes as Axel smiled at him.

"I love you daddy!" Ax exclaimed as he came out the booth and went to sit in his lap.

"I'm starting to think that you don't, but okay. I'll let it slide this time."

"Okay, Autumn. It's your turn."

"My mommy and daddy can rap better than anybody and I'm next."

"Hmm, valid points were made, Autumn. Good job." Jack said as he high five her when she came out of the booth.

"Daddy, is the song good enough for us to get a Grammy?" She asked while looking up at him.

"Let me work my magic and it just might."

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[shatteredminds]

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Thor Rothrekr Axel

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Frigg Vigdess Vinter

Signý Idonia Byström

Words- Old norse

Father- faðir

Daughter- dóttir

Bubbles

While dieing was painful, the vail that nations went to was quite peaceful. Unless you encounter enemy nation form your past.

Though today was not the case. No, today Thor was relaxing. Or so he thought.

*pop*

'Huh, what was that?' The dragon thought, proving himself up on his elbow due to the fact that he was laying on his back in his halfway dragon form.

*pop* *pop* *pop*

His tail twitched. What was this sound, is his family's den under attack?

*pop* *pop*

"Faðir, come here." He heard his eldest child, Signý, call for him.

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

Getting up, he stretched quickly amd jogged over to where his daughter is outside.

*pop* *pop*

"What is it my dóttir, is everything alrigh-" Thor starts, getting cut off as some strange floating orbs drifting around his eldest. One touched his arm and disappeared on contact.

*pop*

"By Oden's beard, what is this?" He questioned, touching the wet and sticky spot the strang orb let left on his arm.

Signý shrugged, "I don't have the faintest idea what they are, but they make a funny sound." She says, using her fingers to pop some if them.

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

Tilting his head, Thor poped one that was floating towards him.

*pop*

A wide, fanged, goofy grin formed on his face. He poped another, and another. Soon both him and Signý were poping the strange orbs laughing and having the times of their afterlife.

Meanwhile, in the den near a window.

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

Frigg stood there, looking out the window. Watching as her husband and daughter poping those strange orbs.

*pop* *pop* *pop*

"Their idiots, but there my idiots." She murmers before taking a sip of her ale.

*pop*

[oblivionscience]

Saix: Axel. Darling. Sweetheart. Light of my life.

Axel: You're angry with me, aren't you?

Saix, smiling sweetly: Livid.

[toasttt11]

introducing freya

Freya Elisabeth Hischer was born on March 13, 2021 to her parents Nico Hischer and Eleanor Rose Brooks.

Nico and Eleanor childhood sweethearts and were in love for years, having got married before they moved to New Jersey and wanted to have their first child together but complications happened and Freya was coming seven weeks early before she was supposed to and the birth not only almost killed a preemie Freya but it killed Eleanor, leaving behind a heartbroken Nico.

Nico never once thought it was his daughters fault because it wasn’t and he wouldn’t ever blame her for something she had no control of and he knew his Eleanor is glad their daughter lived.

Eleanor’s family never approved of Nico and Eleanor’s relationship and when they heard of the death of their daughter they only blamed Freya leaving the commutation between Freya and her mothers side almost nonexistent.

Eleanor has a younger brother Caleb who moved to live with Eleanor and Nico the second he turned 18, moved there when Eleanor was four months pregnant and was very excited for his niece to come and was in the hospital when his sister died, he neither ever blamed Freya.

Caleb having knowing Nico since he was born always looked up to Nico as a older brother and following him in his passion of hockey, another thing his parents disapprove of. Caleb was drafted second overall in the 2020 NHl draft to the New Jersey Devils as a defenseman.

Nico, Caleb and Freya continued to live in the apartment Eleanor had picked out, Jack Hughes had moved into his friend’s apartment building and soon was joined with his daughter Axel.

Freya and Axel became fast friends even as a baby they easily babbled with each other and giggles together.

Freya being the older one was always more protective of her best friend and wanted to protect her from everything, especially from treatment Axel received from mother.

Freya and Axel are the opposite of people but the two fit extremely well with each other.

The two playing hockey with eachother their whole lives had made the two became an insane team on the ice and became the first two women in the NHL, Freya the first overall pick a year before and Axel the first overall pick the year joining each other on the same team.

Freya has always been very in tune with Axel and notice her anxious ticks and knows Axel feels the best on the ice so there’s been many times she had a gently grabbed Axels hands and took her to the rink laying with her till Axel felt better.

Nico always told Freya that her mother loved the stars so Freya likes to the stars as she would talk to her mother if she had the chance.

Freya and Axel have had the nicknames ace and space for just each other since they were young, Axel being ace and Freya being spade, from a young age all the way till their in the NHL especially when the two work together to score a goal it’s always the ace of spades scored.

Freya chose the number 11 because of Axel’s nickname ace which is number 1 in the deck of cards, and Axel choosing the number 66 as a reminder of the six months age difference between the two.

The six month age difference never bothered the two, they barely even remembered it until they realized Freya would get drafted a year before Axel and that year had the longest times they had been away from each other before Axel got drafted going to the same team as Freya.

Freya has always hate physical touch more and more as she grew up, some days she can’t handle any touch and she knows her best friend Axel loves touch so once in a while Freya can’t tolerate a quick hug or a head rested on her shoulder by Axel.

Freya had picked out a snow leopard stuff animal when Nico and her went to meet Axel for the first time and Axel has kept it since and while spray it with Freya’s perfume to cuddle the stuff animal to sleep better as Freya usually can’t handle cuddling up to Axel all night.

Freya and Axel are menaces together from a young age terrorizing anybody and anyone and nobody was safe from their pranks but them.