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P has always wanted to belong, always longed to be loved.
In another life, another world, perhaps “Carlo” would have been the name P chose for himself. Instead, he is nameless: P for puppet, prototype. Pre: something that came before, cast aside. He is P for not-quite Pinocchio, for stories read to sons and now whispered like legends, scars dug deep.
“You lied,” P says. “Father isn’t coming back, is he?”
Not for me. But for you, maybe.
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28 Jun 2026
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Din Djarin. A promising young foundling that had been brought in close to four years ago. Three years Paz's junior and nearly a foot shorter, precise with a blade and even better with a blaster, aloof and quiet. He's quick on his feet and one of the best fighters in the Fighting Corps.
Paz hated him.
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21 Jun 2026
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Din looks at him, then over as more dancers begin to step into the center, some stretching out. His eyes are big. He looks into the fire.
“Can I learn to dance, too?” he asks, his voice so quiet that it’s almost drowned out.
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From the day he's found, traditional Mandalorian dances become the center of Din's life. Until they're not.
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21 Jun 2026
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The Armorer tasked Din to restock his munitions while IG took care of the scouting party of Imps that made it down to the forge. She nodded to Paz who moved to grab something from a separate table, turning to show Din the gleaming unpainted jetpack he held. Too small by half for Paz’s large frame, but suitable for Din.
“I know you trained some when we were young.” Paz said, “I’ll teach you how to use this properly when you return.” The larger Mandalorian left no room for argument. Din nodded, understanding the words Paz didn’t say. (Return, come back alive.)
“Thank you.” He said. (I will.) A promise he hoped he could make.
In which those loved are not lost, not everything is destroyed, and a familiar face waits with the Armorer in the Covert. The first in a larger collection taking place in the same AU.
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- Part 1 of Parables of Promise
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21 Jun 2026
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Din presents as an omega soon after the death of his Buir. He’s scared and confused, not understanding what’s happening to his body. Paz, the boy’s only tentative friend, finds him after he’s cornered by members of their covert and takes him to the armorer.
Their culture teaches that Din is to be protected and value as an omega, but the tribe can’t lose such a skilled member when their numbers are already low. Drastic measures are taken to ensure that Din stays in the position where he’s wanted and devastating consequences follow.This fic follows Din and Paz as they grow and come to accept that the covert, their only home, isn’t what they think it is.
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21 Jun 2026