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pedropascalssimp · 4 years

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{Innocent}

a mandalorian fanfiction.

Din djarin x reader

Summary: y/n has had a bounty placed on her head ever since she was a young child and has sworn to never tell anyone why. she lives on a small planet with her father who tries his hardest to protect her from bounty hunters. But one day he isn't there to protect her.

Warnings: language maybe and bad spelling because I'm a tard.

A/N: I made up a planet because I felt EXTRA creative. And also, the villagers in this fanfic (including y/n) speak alien language so when words are put like this its them speaking a different language....so enjoy my fellow mando lovers.

Part two here

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The moon was shining bright in the sky of esor as the Stars in the galaxy twinkle beautifully. The town's people all gathered around in the sandy area as a bonfire made the hut like homes around glow in a red/orange light. Happy joyous laughter being the only sound around other than the tune of a flute as people danced laughed and celebrated the marriage of a young couple. Everyone was happy, elated. All except one young child, around the age 4years old. She watched the people cheer, dance, sing. As her little mind drifts to the whereabouts of her father. He left in the early morning hours, before the sun had made its appearance in the sky. For the mission he has sworn to never fail, protecting his heart and soul, her, his little y/n.

She was innocent, loving and kindhearted. He knew this from the moment she was birthed into this universe. Her y/e/c eyes holding this look of nothing but sweet kindness, her little laugh as innocent as ever. But she was also brave, always asking her father if she could join him on his missions, which also lead him to figure out shes stubborn as hell. But he refused, her innocence should never have to see the blood and gore her father has seen. The horrible sight of him slaughtering filthy creatures, pure monsters who dare utter the words of their plans to kill his little angel for money. That's why he leaves her daily to try and rid the galaxy of scum bags like them. Leaving her in the caring hands of his wife's friend samira, A girl in her mid-twenties. But when the stars are out he comes home, always.

With a small smile and relief, the little girl with a y/h/c bread spots the landing ship that belongs to her father. She smiles brightly and runs to her and his little hut. The candle light not giving the room much light, but enough to see. She giggles as she throws herself on the small bed and waits for him. Her eyes shining brightly as she waits for the story he will tell this time. It doesn't take but 10minutes for the the man clad in the grey shining beskar armor walks through the huts little wooden door. His helmet preventing the little girl to see the happy smile on his face, Bruises and small cuts litter his face.

The mandalorian man walks further into the room, gently sitting on the bed as he takes his glove off to take ahold of his childs hand. She smiles at him and looks over beside her, a little black piece of cloth. He chuckles and watches as she puts it over her eyes, looking up at him blindly as all she saw now was darkness. The mandalorian gently brings his hands up to both sides of his helmet and takes it off as it hisses.

Upon hearing the familiar hiss she lifts her hand up to feel her father's face, it was clean shaven and full of scars.

The small cuts making her worry but he was quick to stop her worries. " I'm okay, no need to worry y/n..." his voice gruffly yet soothing.

She nods her head as she sighs. " where did you go this time?! " her excitement evident in her voice making him laugh.

" I went to this place called coruscant, it wasn't that great of a place honestly " he tells her as her smile was now small, " but I did manage to bring you something back " he smiles, she grins and waits with her left hand outstretched. He chuckles and places the small knife in it. The handle was silver, while the blade itself was black with little red swirls in it. He had it specially made for her. She examines it carefully and blindly. Her small finger carefully touching the blade.

" what is it? " she asks softly. He scoots closer to her on the bed and takes it, laying it on the table beside her bed.

" it's a knife, to-to protect yourself for when I'm no longer around " he quietly said, Stuttering a little as the odd feeling of pain and worry seeps into his heart. " I know I just got back, and I'd love nothing more then to stay right here beside you " he says, voice dripping with the sadness he feels. He couldn't hide it, no matter how hard he tried.

" then why don't you? " the Tremble in her voice making his heart shatter. He sighs and holds her chubby little cheek in his hand.

" because theres someone out there who's really bad. He wants to hurt you....so I have to go and have a, " he paused, his y/e/c eyes looking ever every inch of her face. She looked just like his deceased wife, all except her eyes that was just like his. " have a discussion with him and I when i get back i promise you y/n that I won't be wearing this helmet " he chuckles at the gasp of excitement she let's out.

" and you won't ever leave again?! " she questions hopefully. He nods but remembers she can't see him and chuckles. " no, I won't leave no more. This will be the last time " he reassured her. She squeals in glee and throws her little arms around his neck and hugs him tightly. He wraps his arms around her and holds her. The thought of this possibly being the last time he will ever see her again running through his mind........

later that night after she fell asleep he had given her the necklace he wore, the necklace that was given to him by the guild, the mandalorians.

Years later

Y/n was seated on a rock just outside her home, whittling on a small stick she found on the ground. Her y/h/c hair a mess from lack of brushing it. She was now in her early twenties and still had hope that someday her father would return, walking out of that ship of his without his helmet. Although she didn't know who'd she see considering the girl has never seen the man. She would often sit outside every single night and wait, looking up at the stars hoping to see him. But she was always met with the same fate of seeing nothing. Absolutely nothing.

As she got older the more her anger at this stupid little planet grew, it was nearly deserted. Not even smugglers on the loose knew it existed. All she wanted was for someone to land so she could take their ship and search the galaxy for the only family and friend she had. But deep down inside she knew she'd never find him. She could feel it, that he was gone. But she refused to believe it.

" y/n! Y/n! " the girls head whips around upon someone yelling her name. Her whittling coming to a halt. She looks up seeing samira, her dark locks cascading down her shoulders as her aged face holds that of worry and hope.

Y/n stands up and looks at the older woman with confusion. " what's wrong!? " she asks, voice low, soft and gentle as always. the girl has never raised her voice at anyone no matter what the situation. Most believe it to be impossible for the kindhearted girl who didn't have a mean bone in her body.

" a ship, its landed here! I've heard it's a mandalorian y/n! " samira says, trying to catch her breath from running all this way. Y/n's eyes widen and for the first time in years she feels her heart beat with excitement. Could it actually be him?. The thought kept repeating itself in her head. Without even responding to her former caretaker she runs, fast. Running in the direction of which samira came from. Bumping into people on her way to the other side of the little village.

And that's when she saw a unfamiliar ship. It was a rezar crest, after years of living in this small planet she had read many scrolls of mostly everything in the galaxy, ship models as well. She stops her running and sees the few more muscular men of the village gathered around a mandalorian. His worn and scarred beskar armor shining in the hot suns of esor as he holds up a blaster at the men. Y/n slowly makes her way toward the man, still holding on to hope that its the man she's been waiting for.

Once she was stood with the villagers and Mandalorian she sighs deeply. She knew just by the looks of his armor it wasn't him, it wasn't her father. But she still pushed past the men and looks at him. His head now turning towards her and speaking.

" look, I have no idea-"

" shut up! And drop the blaster! " one of the villager men growls, holding his staff up towards the mandalorian. The villager speaking in his native language.

Y/n looks at the armored man, " I'm assuming you don't speak our language? " y/n asks in her gentle caring tone. The man huffs.

" I've only been saying that the moment I had a staff shoved in my face! " the mandalorian retorted. Y/n smiles a small amused smile.

" drop your weapons " and so they did, following the young girls orders. She stands to be in front of the mandalorian now as she smiles at him, hand outstretched for a handshake. He looks at her and holsters his blaster ignoring her handshake. She drops her hand back at her side with a little sigh, and slightly pink cheeks.

" why are you here? " she asks, he only stares at her for a moment before responding. " I need fuel for my ship, food. " he tells her. She nods and looks back at the villagers.

" he's no threat, not now at least. Treat him nicely to keep peace in our village please. " y/n spoke in her native tongue as she smiles a small smile at the man. " follow me. " she said, and began walking towards the little huts littering in the middle of the place up ahead. He turns back to his ship, walking up the open ramp and scooping the little bundle of blankets in his arms. The girl watches in confusion until the mandalorian steps beside her. And in that moment she swore she could absolutely never love something as much as the cooing green little creature with big eyes staring right back at her, her heart melting at the adorable sight.

" oh, my maker! He's adorable! " she smiles brightly at the child. He scoffs. " yeah, that and annoying. " he responds. The girl gaped up at the man as the words left his mouth and straight out of his voice modulator his helmet held.

" how could something so small and innocent be annoying? " she questions, and the tiny little hands of the child are reaching for y/n with a cute smile. " can I hold him?! " she asks enthusiastically, the bright look in her eyes making the mandalorian chuckle.

" sure " he says and hands over the child with big ears. The girl holds him so gently as he smiles up at her, her grin grows as his small little hands touch her face. The mandalorian just watches as the two interact, a secret little smile on his face.

" what's his name? " she asks the mysterious man. He shrugs making her look back down at the baby. But his modulated voice was heard again, " i just call him the child...womp rat." The girl looks at him with a small glare.

" how dare you call him such a thing." She muttered while tickling the green child. His little laugh nearly making her heart burst.

" where is this fuel at you promised again?" He interrupts the affectionate little moment for the two as she looks back up at him.

" oh, right. This way! " she chirps beginning the walk once more towards her hut. The mandalorian followed less chirpy then she. After a few minutes they arrived at the said hut, they all three entered and she sits the child down at her little table immediately fixing the child some food, knowing the mandalorian wouldn't eat if she made him some.

" the fuels here? " he questions, sceptical about the girl that stood before him, cooking what looked to be some sort of soup.

She smiles at him kindly and nods, " yes, of course though its outside behind my home. " she tells him as her focus was on her cooking, and her mind drifting to way she kept such a stash of fuel. He nods and watches her as he leans against the wall with crossed arms. His guard up for incase something goes south like always for the bounty hunter.

But something was telling the mandalorian that this girl wasn't a threat, she was too nice, too innocent. He couldn't imagine the girl before him ever hurting anyone.

The time ticked by as the soup she made was down and the green child eat it all In nearly three seconds. She watched amused as the mandalorian was sporting a grin at the little creatures antics.

" he must have been starving." laughed the girl, the big eyes of the baby looks at her sheepishly.

" I hope you're people or...friends or whatever doesn't mind us staying her for a few days..." the mandalorian spoke, y/n looks up at him.

" not at all, the people here on this planet was hostile at first because we never see new people land here. This is a uncharted planet not many know of it. " the girl explained, her y/e/c eyes sparkling in the orange like glow the sitting sun casts. The mandalorian in that moment thought that this girl here in front of him was undeniably beautiful, the most beautiful woman he's ever seen in the galaxy. But he tries hard to shake that thought out of his head, he's a mandalorian, a bounty hunter he doesn't need to think such things about a stranger. He's just here for fuel, food and a high paying bounty...nothing more, nothing less.

Time skip, four days later.....

It's taken longer for the mandalorian to find the bounty on this planet, no one fit the description of the person he's looking for and its frustrating him. He didn't want to spend a lot of time in this dump but he's sadly struggling here, he's tempted to just leave. But the mere thought of leaving somewhat....makes him feel weird. He didn't know quite why, but he thinks it has to do with the girl y/n he has befriended. She was sweet and took care of him while he stayed here. She offered him her home to stay In along with the child he swore to protect. She was beautiful, inside and out.

The mandalorian stands outside leaning against the hut he has been staying in. Watching as the green child play with the small children of the village. Y/n playing with them as they laughed and giggled, the smile on her face making his heart flutter. Wait-no, no, no, no-

" watcha thinking about mando! " the man jumps and his gloved hand is on his blaster in a matter of seconds, but his quick to calm down upon realizing it's just y/n standing beside him now. She was fast and quiet.

" nothing..." he says smoothly, his voice somehow always making the young girls heart beat faster, it always made her feel this since of safety. She couldn't help but think what it would sound like without the helmet....

Y/n crosses her arms and leans on the wall like him, now she watched the children play as well, a smile tugging at her lips, " then why so jumpy? " she innocently asks, his head tilting slightly as he looks down at her.

" you're fast, quiet, sneaky. " he tells her, a small smile tugging at his lips behind his helmet. She giggles and can't help but stare at the man. Although he was hiding behind all that beskar, she couldn't help but feel attracted to the man. He was captivating, kind hearted. It confused her as to how someone like him, a bounty hunter could be so nice.

" so I've been told." She smiles that heart stopping smile of hers. The mandalorian let's out a chuckle, " but you didn't answer my question..." she adds softly, her eyes shining like crystals, their sparkle capturing the masked man in a trance.

He shrugs and turns his gaze back to the child, watching how it plays with the others, " I was sent here for a bounty....but I haven't found them yet, " he said, why he was telling her he didn't know, he just felt like he should. He wasn't one for explaining his line of work to people, especially someone who he only has known for a nearly a week.

Her eyes shift from joy to something he can't quite place when his own flick back to her. He cocks his head to the side as her smile filters and her face falls.

" a bounty?, why would someone with a bounty be on this planet....it is peaceful and kind. No one here has done anything wrong.... " she tells him, earning her a grunt in response. She sighs and wipes her sweaty palms on her torn and wore out dress, " I most go and see what I should cook for the child." She rushed away leaving the mandalorian confused.

The beautiful girl had a point, everyone on this planet seemed innocent and good hearted, said they was programmed to only know peace and kindness, as if they didn't know the gore and evil that lived in the galaxy, the killing and thieving....the Esoriens was innocent peaceful people.

So why would they're be a bounty here?.

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Screaming, that's what woke the mandalorian from his sleep. He was quick to put his armor on, grabbing his blaster and searching the small hut y/n let him stay in until the bounty was found, he searched for the child. The worry of someone capturing the little creature mak8his blood run cold, but his worries washed away when he saw its wide dark eyes looking up at him as it sit by the window in the living area of the hut. Its grown and worries filled noises making the mandalorian confused, until finally his brain was unfogged from his sleep and he realized that the screams outside was y/n....

His heart dropped as he ran outside, his eyes searching for her, his y/n...his blood felt cold, mind racing with fearful thoughts. Until finally he found her, struggling against a rather tall and muscular man, a bounty hunter the mandalorian knew of. He held her in a chokehold with a wicked smirk.

Y/n struggled against his hold, her y/e/c eyes now locked on the beskar clad man, holding his blaster at hostile bounty hunter.

" let her go! " his modulator rang out the village, deeper then usual, a sign that he was angry.

The man holding y/n scoffs, " why, I'd be a fool to let 100,00 units go." He growled out, his hold tightening on the girl, making the mandalorian grip his blaster and walk closer to the man.

" I said let her go, she's not the one with the bounty on her head! " mando said with venom, not even the modulator could mask that.

" you call yourself a bounty hunter? " the man laughs, the sound making the mandalorian confused, why would this scum think y/n was the bounty he spent weeks looking for?....unless-

Y/n's scream broke the mandalorian from his confused state of mind, the man holding her firing his blaster into a villager who tried to attack the hostile bounty hunter....it was samira.

The mandalorian didn't hesitate to shoot the man between the eyes with his blaster, the villagers all astonished. Thankful they didn't have to kill the man themselves.

" No!, No! " y/n yelled in agony as she fell to the ground and crawled over to the only thing she had left in this galaxy, the only bit of familiar she had, " Samira! No!." She cries, her sobs as she held the old woman in her arms breaking the mandalorian's heart.

He slowly approaches the broken girl as he sets a gloved hand on her shoulder, her sobs the only thing heard aside the sniffles and small cries the other villagers.

" I'm sorry...." is all the man knew to say, his voice bringing the girl somewhat a bit of comfort.

Her sobbing soon came to a stop, the tears still falling from her eyes, " it should have been me...I-it should hav-" she was interrupted by a small cry, her own. The pain she felt from all those years ago where she faced the fact her father was gone coming out now....

The mandalorian crouched down, looking at the girl, his heart breaking for the girl who he would do anything for....

" I'm the bounty you have been looking for, " she muttered, her voice calm. " please mando....please just take me in, all I've done is get the people I love killed." Her eyes pleads him, her voice absolutely broken, cracking with emotion.

For what felt like the hundredth time that day, his heart dropped, breaking. His eyes stinging with tears. But he wouldn't let them fall, he wouldn't let anyone know that he was going soft for this angel in front of him, his bounty. He felt conflicted, torn apart. He didn't want to turn her in for units, she deserved better then to have her life cut short. But then his mind wondered to the child, he needed units to keep the child fed, to keep fuel so he could keep fleeing planet after planet to protect the innocent little life. Innocent, That's what he used to believe y/n was...until he heard just how many units she held above her head, not even the roughest most brutalist murders he has turned in has had that much units on them.

If it's true...then she wasn't as innocent as he thought, she could be a possible threat to the small life he protects....he looks at her, trying to convince himself that she's dangerous and a threat to the child, the child she takes such great care of-

No, she's dangerous and a threat and he needs the money.....

" get up and go bring me the fuel...after you give samira a burial and pay you're respects. " the mandalorian said while standing up, watching as y/n nods, her heartbroken eyes making a small amount of guilt already eat away at him.

But it was for the better, its what y/n wants, what she's always wanted. To finally be free from this planet full of painful memories and to finally keep her poeple safe from those who try desperately to end her life.....

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~to be continued~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Alright dudes, since my obsession with mr pascal has grown I made this bad boy. And I thought I'd make it a 3 parter. Plz let me know if you dudes like it🙃🖤

P.s I'm also slightly new to tumblr writing so.......I'm unfamiliar with all the tumblr stuff and things.

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