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remmysbounty · 3 years

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Could I perchance request the prompt

“Marry me”

“What?”

With Paz and a side of fluff? 🥺

omg yesssss!!!! I can’t believe I haven’t thought of this yet 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 be prepared to just have Paz staring at you with heart eyes under his blue helmet.

You kept one eye on the holochrome as the other remained stuck on the entrance of your shop.

Paz should have been back by now.

The bell attached to the door jingled softly and you found a smile growing on your lips as your head snapped to look at who had entered only for it to disappear completely.

Bounty hunters.

There seemed to be only two of them and from the way they strutted into your shop they seemed to believe that they held all the power in this situation.

You schooled your features and rolled your shoulders back just as Paz had taught you many nights ago. They didn’t pay much attention to you behind the counter so you took the chance to slyly grab ahold of the private comm Paz had gifted you and sent a short message. Just three dots.

You wouldn’t need to tell Paz any words, because those three dots were enough to tell him the situation. Trouble.

Your eyes looked up at the clock and then glanced towards the bounty hunters as they seemed to wait for you to act. They swaggered about the shop floor, with their chests puffed up and their hands nowhere near those blasters. Only when they looked up they both found themselves with a blaster to their face.

They laughed, and your resolve steeled. You lowered one of the blasters purposefully shooting right next to one of the hunter’s foot.

“I don’t know what you two want, but I recommend that you leave,” you raised the blaster back up to the hunter’s chest, “now.”

Clearly they weren’t expecting you to act, from the way they looked at one another with a hint of fear in their eye only to quickly return their eyes to you. You started up the other blaster, going to shoot the other hunter as they quickly fell on their own feet trying to get out of your shop.

The second the door closed, you rested the blasters on your counter and grabbed the com, turning it on as you brought it up to your ear, “Paz?”

You tried to ignore the slight waver your voice had as you waited for him to respond.

“You okay, mesh’la?” His gruff voice clearly showing his worry for you, “I’m almost there.”

You nodded your head before remembering that he couldn’t see you, “I’m fine, really... might have used some of what you taught me.”

The pride was obvious in his laugh and tone, “That’s good mesh’la, really good.”

“Were you able to meet up with Din?” Feeling yourself finally relax at hearing Paz’s voice, you started to clean up your shop so that you could close up when Paz arrived.

“Actually....” “what did you do Paz?” Your cheeky smile was obvious to the both of you.

You still found it funny when Paz got all embarrassed around you. It didn’t happen all the time but when it did, you couldn’t help but laugh.

Still you got no response from him, so you asked him the first possibility you had, “You asked him and his ad’ika to join us for dinner didn’t you?”

“How did you know, mesh’la?”

“I know you, Paz Vizsla. That’s how I know.”

He seemed to mutter something that not even the comm thought, and then he said two words that shocked you to the core, “Marry me.”

“What?”

You were so busy cleaning up the mess you’d caused in your shock that you didn’t hear the bell go off, or see Paz’s boots out of the corner of your eye. But then you heard him again, not through your comm but next to your ear, “Marry me, mesh’la?”

Your face shoot up as you came face to face with Paz’s blue helmet. You weren’t sure what to do but clearly Paz did. His gloveless hand came up to your face and cupped your check softly as you let yourself relax into his touch.

“Ner riduur,” he whispered, “I want to be able to call you that every day of the rest of our lives.”

You nodded slowly, tears falling down your face, not that you realized it until Paz wiped them away, “I want to be your riduur, Paz.”

He brought you into him, your chest hitting his armor, not that either of you cared.

You knew Din was standing outside the door, you could clearly see him, but from the way he peered at you and Paz you knew there was no way he’d come inside until Paz would tell him to. Suddenly, Paz brought the two of you up off the floor and you yelped as you tightened your hold on him, only for him to spin the two of you around.

“Paz!”

He stopped spinning slowly, “Yes, mesh’la?”

“I am really happy that we’re gonna get married, but can we at least let Din in now?”

Paz laughed, and grumbled slightly, as he let Din in without letting go off you.

You and Paz were getting married. You didn’t know when or where, but you two were getting married and just that thought filled you with a happiness and love you couldn’t believe you had for the blue tin man whose eyes continued to just watch you.

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translations:

mesh’la: beautiful

ner riduur: my spouse/partner/wife/husband

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ezrasarm · 3 years

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You want Paz requests? I’m in love with the man, I think of him all the time.

Did you ever experience someone telling you they like you as a joke when you were a kid?? I definitely did.

I can imagine big strong thicc man Paz telling me he has feelings and would like to court, and me just getting upset because I think someone put him up to it as a joke. I’d legit cry. Little bit of angst, some fluff when they talk it out, the whole nine yards

Real Love, Baby

Pairing: Paz Vizsla x Mandalorian!Reader

Word count: 1.2K

Warnings: Bullying, kids are cruel, probably some emotional trauma, a smidge of violence, angst, a sprinkling of fluff, a lack of proof reading because I’m ✨impatient✨

A/n: Oh man I had my own brand of emotional manipulation back in the day but that’s the worst, I’m so sorry that happened to you but we’re gonna turn it around in here! Hope this is what you were looking for! Cue “Real Love Baby” by Father John Misty!

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Having grown up in the covert alongside him it felt like you’d known Paz forever. You didn’t get the chance to speak much or work together often anymore but you had always thought those formative years together had given you somewhat of an understanding of one another.

Believe it or not Paz wasn’t always as popular among the covert as he was now. He was big and clumsy as a child and didn’t know how to control his emotions. You had both been made laughingstock in all the school yard games, the butt of every joke. You doubted he even remembered it now, how you two had been forced to look out for one another back then. There was still one time you couldn’t get out of your head when after being humiliated in front of just about the entire class he had beaten up the kid who had asked you out only to laugh in your face the moment you stuttered out a yes. He had endured the punishment for once again losing his temper and starting a fight and he’d done it for you. You had never known how to thank him properly for it.

Since then he’d been deemed useful by the tribe. He’d gained their respect through brute strength and growth of character and now he practically ran the place. He was compassionate and strong willed, brilliant with children, a provider if you had ever seen one and a surprisingly good leader. He was everything the tribe needed and more which was why you were so taken aback by the words tumbling out of his mouth now.

You paused, unable to control the quiver to your jaw or the way tears had begun to blur your vision as the memories came flooding back to you.

He was supposed to be different. He knew better. And here he was telling you he loved you? No.

“Kriff, Paz I know you’re popular now but I thought at least you would have the decency not to pull this old stunt on me.” You managed to choke out, thankful for the helmet which now at least helped you hide the hurt that felt like it was ripping you up from the inside. The hurt because what he thought of you actually mattered. The hurt because you had worked so hard to push yourself past the phase in your life where you let peoples words cut you deeper than any vibroblade and here he was knocking you right back into it. The hurt because you wanted him to mean those words more than you had ever wanted anyone else to and instead here he was making some kind of sick mockery out of how famously unlovable you were just like all the rest of them had back then.

“And to think I spent all this time trying to figure out how to thank you.” You scoffed, turning on your heel to escape back down the hall.

Paz’s mind reeled. What had he done wrong? He made the mistake of reaching a hand out to grab your wrist—any attempt to get you to stay, to let him figure out what to say, to explain—Bad move.

In the blink of an eye you’d managed to twist out of his grasp and quite literally sweep him off his feet with the collapsible spear that lived on your person at all times. Jabbing it towards him as he attempted to recover from the breath that had been taken from his lungs upon his impact with the floor, you leaned over him, the crown of your helmet almost touching his when you spoke again.

“Who put you up to it?” You managed to grit out trying your best to maintain the upper hand but your voice gave out and you knew even through the vocoder he couldn’t have missed that pitiful gasp of a sob that managed to sneak past your lips.

Realization struck Paz almost as hard as your foot which came to press his chest plate back down when he tried to sit up.

“No one, mesh’la”

“Bantha shit,” you spat out and he felt the words slap him across the face and truly sting despite the visor in between you at the thought that you believed what you were saying. The idea that some stupid little kids back in school had convinced you you were unworthy of love or warmth or affection. For a second he was seeing red all over again. It was like he was back in school watching them poke fun at you for being compassionate and kind and wearing your heart on your sleeve in a way he’d seen no other mandalorian do. You were so strong, and so brave and so real and they’d forced you to bury it, hide it all away so they wouldn’t pick it to shreds. He could see it now, still there, scratching at the surface, bursting at the seams to be free and it made him all the more confident of the words that were falling out of his mouth.

“Don’t let them win.” He said softly, remembering the words you had told him when you were young and the same kids who tormented you kept trying to taunt him into fights they knew he would get in trouble for. A sudden wave of guilt flooded over him at the thought that the only reason they gave you such a bad time back then was to get to him. “You can’t let them control your happiness like this forever.”

“Paz…” the words failed you as the spear went limp in your hand, your shoulders falling and a heavy sigh rattled through your chest. “You can’t seriously want me…” you shook your head, staving off another wave of tears but you didn’t resist him this time when he moved to sit up, nor when he tugged you down to sit in his lap, a large gloved hand guiding your chin so you were forced to look straight at him.

“See that? Those are their words, not yours.” He hummed, a low warm thing full of softness and care that made your heart ache. “And I’d really like to hear your words when I ask you this question.”

A second stretched into another as you grappled with the idea of what was happening. With the reality of what he’d said earlier and the weight that he had actually meant it despite all that you had been convinced of. You allow yourself a hesitant nod, ready for the laughter to start booming from all around you but instead a large warm hand slides beneath the lip of your helmet to brush a gloved thumb against your jaw line.

“Would you please allow me to show you what it’s like to be loved for real?” Paz asks and he can feel the smile that tugs at your lips beneath his hand before you speak in a voice that is yours and yours alone.

“Yes.”

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cora-vizsla · 3 years

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Hiya!! ☺️ I have a drabble or one shot request for Paz! (Fluff and/or smut or whatever direction you want to take it)

Okayy feels warning: Basically I am in feeling... down lately...and idk, unseen I guess in my current relationship (I feel like we are speaking different languages and so we only end up talking or being able to talk on a very surface level. Ultimately ...there’s just a lack of connection and understanding at the moment) so I would love a Paz comfort or taking care of reader scenario to live vicariously through, if you’re up for it 💕😌

You got it! Hope you like this! If you don’t, please let me know and I'll write something else. Thank you so much for your request :) I wrote this gender neutral because I didn’t want to assume. Hope that is okay!

When Paz finally came in from working on the ship, you were curled up in a blanket by the fireplace. It was a small cabin but thankfully when the engines malfunctioned you were close enough to make it work. The planet was absolutely freezing and without temperature modulated armor like the man close to you, you surely would have frozen to death by now.

“Are you cold, mesh’la?”

You shrugged, not bothering to actually answer him. You heard his helmet thunk onto the table before his heavy steps got closer.

“Are you sick?”

“No, Paz. I’m fine.”

Your voice was much more clipped than you wanted it to be but part of you hoped that he would just leave you alone. You weren’t in the mood to talk nor were you wanting to explain why you were upset. You should have known better than to think Paz would ever let you sit alone sulking.

“Are you hungry? I know I’m hungry.”

You tried to stop the light laugh from escaping you but failed. You saw his face light up at your reaction and he scooted closer, wrapping an arm around your waist. You grumbled but nestled into him regardless. You hissed when your shoulder touched his cold armor, and he slipped the blanket back over you.

“Sorry. I’ll get out of the armor. I forget how cold the outside of it gets.”

You watched him slowly pull all the pieces off his body. It was hard to forget just why you were upset in the first place until he started mumbling in Mando’a. Your face fell so you turned back to the fire so he hopefully wouldn’t see it.

“I saw that, cyar’ika. Please talk to me.”

Your chest tightened at the idea of actually complaining to him. He was doing everything for you. He worked on the ship every day and came inside to keep you company as much as he could. The fire was always warm, and you never went hungry. When he pulled the books out of the ship, he had stashed for you “just in case” you wanted to cry. He was a wonderful man to you. Why was it so hard to just find a way to make him understand how you were feeling?

“I just.. Paz sometimes I feel like we just don’t understand each other. Or maybe we just.. don’t fit together.”

He quickly pulled you into his lap, having you straddle him and holding you close. There wasn’t anything overtly sexual about what he was doing, he really just wanted you close to him.

“I think we fit perfectly, mesh’la.”

You sighed and put your forehead on his chest in frustration.

“That isn’t what I mean.”

You sat back up and he was looking at you intently, his beautiful hazel eyes looking back at you.

“Talk to me. I’ll listen.”

“You’re just this.. amazing warrior. You speak this beautiful language that I can’t even begin to comprehend. You’re so strong and steadfast to your creed. And I’m just..”

“You, ner riduur, are the most amazing person I have ever met. From the moment I saw you, I knew that no one else could ever compare to you. I like being your warrior. I like taking care of you. I like knowing that while I am working hard, you are comfortable in here where it is warm. When I spoke my vows to you, I meant every word I said. Do you not believe them?”

“What? No! Of course, I believe them. Stars, I know that you love me.”

“Then what is the problem? If you are not feeling loved and adored, then I must be doing something wrong.”

“That isn’t even close to true. Please don’t take my feelings as an indication that you’re doing something wrong. I don’t want you to ever feel like that.”

You leaned forward and rest the side of your face on his chest, closing your eyes at the steady sound of his heart. He ran his hands up and down your back gently with the only sound in the room the crackling fire.

“I understand if you aren’t ready to talk, cyar’ika, but when you are, I will be right here. And if I’m not right here I will be outside fixing the ship so we can get off this very cold planet.”

You chuckled at his literal explanation of where he could possibly be. When you sat up again, he cupped each side of your face, gently wiping away the tears you had no idea had even slipped out.

“I guess.. I guess I’m just frustrated at the barriers between us. I didn’t grow up like you.”

“I am glad for that. My life has not been easy, cyare.”

“I’m so weak and soft though.”

“I also like that. You fit perfectly right here in my arms. Wouldn’t be as comfortable if you were wearing armor like me.”

You cracked a smile and shook your head.

“I.. don’t even know your language.”

Your eyes looked down and he gently pulled your face back up to him.

“Is this what is bothering you, cyar’ika?”

“I heard you talking on the ship. I.. I went out to see how you were doing and you were talking in Mando’a. I heard you say my name but you just sounded so.. angry.”

“Oh, my sweet love, did you think I was upset with you?”

You shrugged and looked sheepishly up at him. He let out a roar of a laugh and kissed you gently.

“I could never feel anything but love for you. I was telling the Armorer that we were stuck, and I was worried about you. It’s very cold here and I don’t want you to get sick or hurt because of my stupid ship. You are my entire soul, cyar’ika. Stars, I am so sorry.”

He brushed your hair back and looked at you with so much adoration and devotion you felt your chest swell.

“Though I am upset you went outside in that horrible weather, don’t ever feel like you need to hide from me. I will always listen. I will always love you.”

“Do you promise that you will tell me if you are upset with me?”

“Absolutely, ner riduur. We are in this life together. I am not going anywhere without you.”

You smiled and let him pull you to his chest. He kissed the top of your head and pulled the blanket across you.

“I will also teach you Mando’a.”

“You will?”

“Of course, my love. Anything you could ever want, you have it. Just say the words.”

“What about you?”

“I already have what I need, cyar’ika.”

You sat up, letting the blanket slip down to your waist. He kissed you passionately, tangling his large hands in your hair. When he pulled away, he pressed his forehead to yours carefully.

“I already have you. There is nothing else I could possibly want or need. I am yours, eternally.”

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huxs-waifu · 3 years

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** contains smut

18+ - fiction which is adult and with heavy themes

G - sfw- GENERAL audiences

Star Wars universe

Hux

Star wars fairy tales - sleeping beauty G-rated

Grease Monkey - Gn!reader x hux G rated

of tea and timings **- Hux x F!reader regency au (A03) G-rated

Braided ** Hux x F!Reader 18+

Paz vizla

Blushing little flower(plus sized reader) ** 18+

Kylo

Shifted Masterlist **- ongoing Kylo x reader 18+

MCU

Dr strange

10,000 nights Masterlist ** - Dr strange x Diabetic!ofc 18+

Exactly what I predicted** 18+

Bucky Barns

Bucky x reader - moulin rouge inspired au G-rated

Loki

Corrupted - Slytherin!loki x gn!reader g-rated

BBC ghosts (all my ghost stories will be G-rated)

Humphrey

Saint like (humpfrey x f!oc)

Real stand up guy - part 2 of saint like (written pre series 3)

Don't tell the brides maid - part 3 - coming soon

The broken cupboard - school au

Harry Potter

Remus lupin

smelling sweet (GN!diabetic reader) G-rated

Bill Weasley

million times over** (bill x reader) AO3 18+

Pokemon

maxie (team magma)

just skip to dessert ** ( maxie x adult villian oc) 18+ AO3

One Piece

Mihawk

The flower and feather - coming soon

HEADCANNONS and RANDOM SPOTIFY SONGS

Random Spotify Songs - Star Wars Men

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remmysbounty · 3 years

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Could I possibly request prompt 11 for Paz? 👀

“Stop looking at me like that?” “Looking at you how?” “Like you love me.” “But I do love you.”

Ooooo ok so I’ve seen a lot of anesthesia/forgotten memories stuff recently so this one is inspired by these (specifically the one from @aerynwrites with Javi)... enjoy 💛

His eyes were always on you, they brought you a comfort you didn’t expect but when your eyes met his it was like looking into those of a stranger.

He told you about his culture, about how the two of you met, the life the two of you had built together, and yet it felt so strange sharing the same bed or sitting together in the cockpit even when all he made you feel was love.

Love.

What a strange concept to feel for someone who was basically a stranger to you, even if you weren’t that for him. The two of you were bound together by string he said, a tug that he felt the second you met and grew and grew. Even now as you woke up in his arms, he said the tugging remained.

He never hid the way his eyes followed you, not even putting on his armor as the two of you flew around amongst the stars.

“You’re my riduur, why would I wear my helmet around you now.”

You knew the implications of his actions, the risk that he was taking showing his face to a love that didn’t even recognize him as their spouse.

And yet, on days when you considered leaving this Mandalorian who you’d built a life with, you’d feel the soft tugging at your heart, remember the way his eyes lit up when you’d woken up that fateful day.

You saw the way his lips moved each morning even if no words were voiced, the way his hands wanted to hold you, the way he constantly looked back at you in the cockpit when you sat in the chair he clearly wasn’t expecting you to choose. The light in his eyes always dimmed when he did that, and yet you could still feel it.

On the other side of the hull, his love threatened to suffocate you, and yet you seemed to breathe better with it.

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You couldn’t place when your eyes started to go straight to him. Was it after waking up before him one morning and realizing just how right it felt waking up with him? Or how he’d only tell you an old memory when he knew you were wondering about the story behind it?

But just as your eyes started to follow him it seemed as those his were stopping.

You wondered if it was from the medic’s words several months ago.

The memories are lost, and there’s no knowing they’ll ever return.

He’d closed himself off to you after that, no longer spending as much time with you in the hull or looking at you whenever you entered a room.

He never put his helmet on, but you saw the way his fingers itched to grab it after that. How instead of looking at you right when the two of you woke up, he’d look at that.

Was this what love felt like? A constant tugging on your chest wherever you went, faster and tighter when Paz was around, constricting when you felt his pain, and even more suffocating when he looked you in the eye.

You thought that he would drown you in his love, but now you found yourself drowning in his sorrow.

“Stop looking at me like that,” his voice raspy with anguish.

You knew he’d caught you but still you wondered, “Looking at you like what?” Your soft voice a deep contrast to his roughness.

“Like you love me.” He wouldn’t look at you, he couldn’t, not when he said those four words with a vulnerability you’d never seen from Paz ever since you remembered seeing him for what was your first time.

Your body seemed to react automatically. Your legs leading you to stand in between his legs, your hands lifting his face up to face yours, your forehead begging to rest against his but only after you spoke, “But I do.”

His eyes tried to look anywhere but you, “Please don’t lie,” he spoke with a softness you never expected from someone as big as him, but then you remembered that Paz wasn’t like most people.

You brought your forehead forward almost on instinct, closing your eyes as you did so. He hadn’t expected that, it was clear from the way he tensed under your hands, but then it all went away with a single breath.

His softness and vulnerability on full display as his body shook and slow tears reached your fingertips, “Are you serious?”

With a fluidity even you hadn’t expected, your lips responded faster than your brain could process, “Ner riduur.”

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translations:

ner riduur: my riduur

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remmysbounty · 3 years

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I think 7 with Paz would be very funny. May I also suggest this has something to do with an allergy?

#7 “One of these days I might just kill you-“ “What is this kills me?” “I’ll bring you back just so I can kill you.”

oooooo I already find this really funny hahaha thank you for the request T I hope you like it

warrior’s death // paz vizsla x gn!reader

You loved your Mandalorian, really you did, but you were pretty sure that by the end of the day you were going to kill him and become a widow, even if it wasn’t really his fault.... maybe.

The sniffles had started ever since he’d returned from his most recent supply run for some of his people, but no matter how many times you asked, he told you he was fine, so you let him go out the door donning the helmet that you knew was contributing to the sniffles.

But today was a new day, and one of the few that Paz took off to spend time with you, and he wouldn’t stop sniffling.

“Paz, my darling,” you whined softly, “why won’t you take the medicine. You know it’ll help with everything you’re feeling.”

“I’m fine,” his voice raspier than usual because of his allergies made you believe otherwise, “I don’t need any medicine.”

And this was how your day went. After completing every task you brought up the idea of allergy medicine to your husband only for him to refuse.

When your day came to an end, you offered once again to help with the allergies and once again he refused.

Morning came, and when once again you woke up to your husband sniffling. Even as he kissed you softly and served you breakfast, you wanted to kill him and lovingly you said as much.

“One of these days I might just kill you- you know” you cooed at your husband as he reverently put on his armor.

He sniffled, “What if this kills me first?”

You smiled almost tauntingly at him, “Then I’d bring you back,” you kissed Paz’s lips as they were still free for you to reach and then whispered into his ear, “just so I can kill you.”

He growled and tried to grab you by the waist only for you to sidestep his attempt and present him with the allergy medicine.

Your husband was stubborn but you were even more stubborn. Your household was a sight to behold. A mandalorian all decked out in his armor in a staring match with his partner, and only one would come out as the winner.... and as always in the Vizsla home, it was you.

Being the grouch he is, Paz begrudgingly took the medicine from you. But after kissing you softly one last time before stepping out the door, you were happy to hear that his sniffles had disappeared.

You loved your husband, you really did, but if he pulled something like that again, which you figured would be soon, he’d probably die a warrior’s death all because he refused to take his allergy medication.

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remmysbounty · 3 years

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Prompt 9 with Paz? 🥺🤲🏻

“Don’t let go.” “I wasn’t planning on it.” “I mean forever, don’t ever let go.”

Ooooo heheheh I have a feeling you’re gonna like this one nonnie hehehhe ENJOY

haastal // paz vizsla x gn!reader

“Paz?”

The two of you stood there in shock, eyes constantly roaming over the other, not blinking in fear that the other would suddenly disappear if they did.

“Cyare?”

You were both just so broken.

And yet neither of you made any move to approach the other, prove that this wasn’t a dream.

The tears that filled your eyes started to disrupt your view and you blinked them away only to find your blue Mandalorian still standing there.

He wasn’t a dream.

You held your hand out to him. Such a small movement on your part, but it’s the only thing that brought Paz out of his mind and into your arms.

Leading him into your home, the home that was supposed to be both of yours, you settled him down on your bed as you stood between his legs.

You were crying, if it was out of sadness or happiness you weren’t sure, but you were crying. And so was Paz.

Your hands hovered to his left should pauldron and stayed there, waiting until Paz gave you the okay.

Piece by piece you pulled away at the armor of your blue Mandalorian and revealed the man beneath it. Your Paz. Yet you treated each piece that you took off his body with a reverence he was sure he didn’t even use. To you that armor may have kept your Paz hidden from the world but in this moment it’s also the reason why he’s sitting in your home.

You returned to your spot between Paz’s legs, your hands trembling as they hovered over his helmet. He’d revealed himself to you long ago, but that was then. That was before the firefight, before he lost his people, now you weren’t sure he would let you have the honor of seeing him. His hands met yours and together you took it off- much like the first time.

You’d opened your lips to say something only for a choking sound to emanate from the back of your throat, and it was only then that you threw yourself at Paz.

He held you and you held him. Together the two of you cried, dragged down by the despair you’d both felt after practically losing one another, and then ever so slowly you picked up each other’s pieces and placed them back together.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been laying there, staring at Paz’s eyes, your fingers caressing his face and his scalp, your lips kissing anything they could reach. He’d fallen asleep long ago, but you remained wide awake, the only sign of the passage of time being the twinkling stars that shined through your window.

Checking one more time on Paz, you tried to roll out of his arms just to grab a glass of water only for him to pull you back in and murmur something.

“Paz?” you whispered softly not expecting a response.

His voice was rougher and yet his words still slurred, “Don’t let go.”

“I was just gonna get some water,” he grumbled at that and nuzzled himself further into you and you accepted that as your current fate.

As you shifted yourself around just to make the both of you more comfy you made sure to speak, “I’m not going anywhere.”

You thought Paz had already gone back to sleep but as you finally closed your eyes and let yourself drift off, he murmured one more thing, “Forever... don’t ever let go.”

Now your words were slurred, “I won’t baby... I won’t.”

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