#pazaxe

[anxiousotters]

Din: okay, fuck marry kill: Axe—

Paz: yes

[fouramradi0]

ARRGGGGGGGG IM DYINGGGG

Me when the when the ship tag only has 20 stories on Ao3 and half of them are just side ships in a larger more popular ship: NOOOOOoooooooOoOoOooo

[kalevalakryze]

[darlin-djarin]

paz and axe should’ve KISSED they should’ve moved in together and they should’ve raised ragnar as a FAMILY they could’ve been EVERYTHING they could’ve been REPRESENTATION they could’ve been the link and bond between the two WORLDS they could’ve been what nitearmor is already in canon but just one step further bc it’s more BELIEVABLE they could’ve been EVERYTHING but favroni are COWARDS

[sw4ns0ngs]

[wixiany]

Riduurok of Convenience

Summary:

Paz froze, not sure if he had heard right.

Axe turned to him, a wry grin on his face. "What? I'm already raising your son, might as well say the riduurok now."

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or Paz survived and Axe finds him, but his helmet had been long removed. Axe offers a simple solution.

[graceofdisaster]

I haven’t gotten much work done on the flower farm/earth au yet but I have this snippet of Paz and Axe (and Ragnar) in the future so

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As he scrubs a pan, focusing on a patch of burnt on pasta, Paz looks out the window. There’s a group of children running through one of the wildflower fields off in the distance, playing a game of hide and go seek tag that’s more running and tagging than seeking and hiding. A little closer, Apollo is pulling a cat out of a tree and handing it to his youngest, Crow, if Paz remembers right. Most importantly, and practically just outside the windows, Axe and Ragnar are pulling weeds from the garden.

Or, they were a minute ago, before Axe started spraying Ragnar with the water hose. Then Ragnar threw a handful of dirt at him, which lead to Axe throwing a handful of dirt back. This all very quickly became a full mud fight. Paz gently slips the pan back into the sink, takes off the dishwashing gloves he was wearing, and opens the window, preparing to scold the both of them.

Instead though, he’s met with the loud and genuine sound of laughter— both the distant giggles of the children in the field, but also the loud laughter of Axe and Ragnar, and he just can’t bring himself to tell them to stop. They’re already muddy and dirty, though, so he’ll have to keep an eye on them to make sure they don’t try and come inside and trek mud through the place. Shame, it seems like Paz will have to keep the window open.

[snorkin-sporks]

Update on the axepaz fic: I'm a procrastination machine, I'm seven months and 3.5 chapters in, and oh boy. It has been a journey and I'm nowhere near done. It will eventually (hopefully) be posted on ao3, and I'll link when the time comes. Meanwhile I need to get my shit together!

Yes I am shamelessly projecting my chronic illness on Axe but so what. Judge me ig :(