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COMMANDER FOX IS AFRAID OF SPIDERS USE THIS INFORMATION AS YOU WILL 🥺🥺🥺

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Honey Heartbeat {Commander Fox}

pairing: commander fox x reader

warnings: none

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CC-1010, Commander Fox stood out for his actions and ideals to lead the Coruscant Guard towards perfection, to bring peace and protection to those in need of it. After all, Fox is the barrier protecting the Supreme Chancellor from the enemy. That protection only grew when you came into his life. A newly knighted Jedi put to maintain the Chancellor safe, per his request. 

You were a peaceful person when Anakin Skywalker first introduced you as a childhood friend, towards the Chancellor, the old man took a liking towards you inmediately. The same day you were introduced, you had been given the order to be his own personal bodyguard. You were more than honored to take on such high request.

As you got to work for the Chancellor, the more you got to know the Coruscant Guard and its antics. 

You remember clearly how you met the Coruscant Guard, Palpatine introduced you personally towards the elite group of clones. 

- Men! This is General Y/N, she will be working with you to maintain the peace which you bring to the streets of Coruscant. The Chancellor introduced you and with that he smiled and left you with the troopers. The first trooper to warm up was Thorn, gentle yet stoic. You managed to make a nice friendship with the clone. He was the first to greet you into their ranks, then followed Hound, Thire and Stone. The last one was Fox, he did not warmed up quickly, it felt strange having a jetti in his ranks. 

The liking which you took towards the troopers was inmense, sure, you enjoyed the company of the 501st. Forever they would be your home and brothers. But the Guard became something else far more special. They became a sentient being for you to rest upon.

And their Commander was the beaming energy which pushed you through to keep fighting in the nonstopping war or at least to keep yourself alive for his own sake and yours of course. 

After Fox warmed up to you, everything became natural to you, as if the Force deemed so that you were placed in that place and at that exact moment. Perhaps you were destined to be by the Commander’s side for the rest of your days in the galaxy. 

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Today is no different than the rest, wake up, hit the refresher, have breakfast and go to your office and stay there until call upon the Senate building. You have been stationed in the Republic Center for Military Operations, alongside the Guard. You took it upon yourself to learn the base up and down and side by side and never got lost in it.

A skip follows into your steps as you encounter Thire on the way. “Morning” you beam softly as you enter the lift, the Commander nods back at you “Morning Y/N” he chuckles noticing the beaming in your face. He smiles underneath his bucket, Thire has learn to live with a jetti amongst his ranks as well. He can accept that you are a close friend almost like a vode. He considers you as a little sister although he knows very much that you can hold your own. 

“Visiting Fox earlier today, are we?” Thire teases causing you to elbow his side. “Shut it” you whisper as you stare at the Commander with a glare although he knows you’re joking. Silence beats for a moment as the two of you break down laughing. It’s the moments like these that causes you to enjoy the Guard and the beings which live surrounding you.

The lift stops, you leave it bidding goodbye to the Commander as you manage to stalk towards an specific office. Thire follows your skipping form as you make way towards his vode’s working space. “Have fun!” He shouts causing to flicker the middle finger towards him. The trooper chuckles as the lift closes and you are left alone down the corridor which you stop across the durasteel doors. 

On the other side awaits Commander Fox. 

You invite yourself in, as the door closes swiftly behind you. “Sure, come on in, make yourself comfortable” the baritone voice of your secret lover says hidden on a holopad. A smile edges your features as you make contact with Fox. “Good morning to you as well, my love” you sigh making your way towards your lover. But you stop, Fox lifts his gaze and stands making his way towards you, his gaze pierces you.

 His eyes look brown from afar, but as he nears you notice the color of honey. They're bright and liquid warm, sprinkled with light brown specks, framed by beautiful thick lashes. They remind you of the Corellian whiskey, you and Thorn whenever you are on leave, you watch him near, hiding behind the curtain of Y/H/C hair. When he slides into the space infront of you, you sneak a glance at him. You pause, noticing the power behind those breathtaking eyes. The power that's as reckless as a tornado. His eyes flash. For a moment they look golden with warmth and as careless as hell.

You are stunned by Fox’s gaze and the way they inflict upon you. A breathy sound escape your lips as you finally meets his gaze. “You will be the death of me” you mumble softly as Fox’s breathing fans over your face tickling your cheeks. The clone chuckled softly before leaning down towards your face and just like that your lips locked together. 

The kiss obliterated every thought. For the first time in forever Fox's mind was locked into the present. The worries of the day evaporated like a summer shower onto a hot ship. His usual mode of hurrying from one thing to the next was suspended, he had no wish for the kiss to end. Drunk on endorphins his only desire was to touch you, to move his hands under her smooth robes and feel your perfect softness. In moments the soft caress has become more firm, he savoured your lips and the quickening of your breath that matched his own. A kiss like this was a beginning, a promise of much more to come.

As Fox pulls away, he lays a gentle kiss on your forehead. The Coruscant sun shines through his office and it is moments like this that make him feel alive more than ever. It is not the fighting or the risking everything what keeps Fox beating. No, it is you. You keep him beating and breathing each day since you came into his life as a stranger. But now you are so much more than a simple stranger, you are his everything. 

“Cyar'ika, Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum” Fox mumbles softly causing you to nuzzle against his neck. “I love you aswell, Commamnder Fox” you answer sincerely as the two of you bask in the peaceful moment. 

Your heartbeat is steady like a drummer, keeping rhythm, keeping beat. It is no more fancy that a ticking clock or an acorn falling from a mighty oak. It is just your heart. Yet  you would never describe his heart that way. His is your everything. As you bask in the moment of love and peace, Fox tries to remember everything. You know the risks of falling in love yet, the word says so, falling in love. You did not decided to fall in in love with Fox, it just happened and now it is the most alive you have ever felt since you came to accept the fact. The fact that you are madly in love with Commander Fox and no one, not even the Dark nor the Light can erase your love for him.

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A/N: Hello, after a long hiatus I am back on business. I came up with this piece while reading for Fox. I love him. I think that he deserves a lot of credit. I mean cmon he is amazing as well and there is not much written work about him out there so! I made something for him! I hope you guys enjoy it! Let me know what you guys think down in the comments, as always reblog and like for more content! Forever grateful with you guys!

[runekirikjartan]

I just think he’s neat. Commander Fox in Ichor

Something that isn’t Fox & His Shinies for once.

[daredussy]

Pick ur commander

[commander-marlo]

Foxiyo - A spider embarrassed me in front of my favorite senator

Thank you @sexyrexy7567 for telling me fox is scared of spiders! I had a lot of fun writing this =D

Summary: After a meeting with a clone hating senator, Riyo thinks about the humanity of the clones. Not expecting to find out that they could actually be afraid of anything, let alone spiders of all things.

Words: 1500~

Riyo has a meeting set up with senator Garos. A man who presents himself as authoritative and adamant, which aren’t poor qualities for any senator to have. Having a strong opinion and showing adequacy is an important quality to have in the senate and as a leader. 

But Senator Garos takes it too far by letting his adamancy cloud his judgement, he’s easy to draw conclusions and his authoritative nature makes him imperious. It was exhausting enough to listen to the man trying to continuously persuade her to have his same opinion. It had already rubbed her the wrong way that he was so pushy in his persuasions, but their conversation this afternoon added to her feelings of uneasiness around the man.

It had already started at the beginning of their meeting, they hadn’t even started their discussion about politics before the man pointed to the commander at her side. “If you could tell your clone to leave the room, Senator Chuchi. I’d like to speak to you in private.”

Riyo feels uncomfortable by the thought of being left alone with the man and feels relieved when the commander decides to speak up on her behalf, saving her from the stress of having to decide to be left alone with the man or to awkwardly decline his offer. “I’ve been assigned the task to protect Senator Chuchi. Leaving her unguarded while on duty would be against protocol, senator.” 

“I didn’t ask you clone, I asked the senator. Now go, I’d like to go over this next bill with senator Chuchi in private.” The man was hissing through his teeth, clearly biting back annoyance as he commanded Fox out of the room. Who in return turned his attention to her, clearly not willing to leave his post unless she herself gives the order, while reminding her of the following fact, “My men and I have a duty of confidentiality, senator. I’m sure-”

“Are you ignoring my orders? I could have you decommissioned for disrespecting a senator!” The man threatens. 

Riyo quickly steps in to defend the commander.  “Senator Garos, it is highly inappropriate of you to send away my security for me, don’t you think?”

That seems to get the man to settle down again. “I see what you mean, my apologies. Would it be possible to speak about this matter in private, senator Chuchi. I’m sure standing guard outside will provide enough security as is.”

“I understand your reasoning, but having the commander stand besides me shouldn’t be a problem. They do have a duty of confidentiality as the commander mentioned before. If anything were to happen, no matter how small the chance, it would be good for both our protection to have the commander as security with us.”

It appears the man can’t think of any reason to counter her reasoning and ends that part of their conversation with - “If that is what you think is best, senator.” - before finally moving on to the topic of politics, sending one last glare to the soldier that stands behind her. When she is done, she is escorted back to her office by the commander. Setting down her datapad at her desk as she lets out an exhausted sigh, before sitting down on the chair behind it. 

“Are you ignoring my orders? I could have you decommissioned for disrespecting a senator!” The meeting overall had gone well, but the words at the beginning of her meeting seem to have had an impact on her. She knew senator Garos was known to dislike clones, lightly said, but he threatened so quickly with decommissioning of all things. It wouldn’t be the first time he got a clone shipped back to Kamino for that exact reason. He didn’t think of them as people. 

“They might look like men, but these clones are droids in disguise. Don’t let their faces fool you.” She had heard him say once before. Before she came to Coruscant she didn’t know what to think about them. She begrudgingly has to admit that if he had told her that before she had gotten to know them, then she might have been persuaded to believe him with the way they didn’t show any other kind of personality trait then ‘soldier’. 

It was only when Padme told her about some of her interactions with clones that she started to notice that they are more than what meets the eye. She had tried to see it for herself once, asking a trooper about how he and his brother’s were doing and was quite surprised when the trooper stammered out that he and his brother’s were doing fine and thanked her for asking. There was also this time where she had received a box of pantoran sweets from her family back home and had asked commander Fox once if he wanted to try one. He declined, but had suggested for the trooper guarding the entrance to her office to try one in his stead. Resulting in the senator offering him one.  

Said trooper had nervously replied, “I’d love to, but it is against regulations to remove my bucket while on duty, senator.”

“I won't tell anyone you ate something while on duty, if you won’t tell anyone I distracted a trooper from leaving his post for a minute for some sweets, do we have a deal?” She had joked while holding out the box to him so he could pick one out. 

The trooper had looked to his commander for reassurance who told him to quickly pick one and then get back to his post. 

She remembered the way the trooper smiled after he had lifted his helmet and had tasted one of the sweets she had held out for him. She could almost imagine stars in his eyes, thanking her and the commander before putting his helmet back on and rushing back to his post. She had offered another one to the commander, who declined her offer again, saying he wished not to make use of her generosity and that he was already thankful she had been willing to give one of the sweets to one of his younger brothers. 

It was then that she had realised something about the commander. He was selfless, protective and caring. Definitely not a droid. She smiled while she thought back on that time amongst other occasions, It was only when a startled yelp came from the commander that she looked his way. Seeing just in time the way that the commander had jumped aside, a thud coming from his helmet as it was thrown on the floor with haste. “Commander Fox, are you alright?” she asked surprisedly, hurriedly walking around her desk and his way to check on him, curious to know what had caused such a reaction from the commander. 

He had looked up at her in shock, stuttering as he rambled on his explanation, “I-I’m sorry, ma’am. I know i’m not supposed to remove my helmet on duty, it’s just that... uhm.”

During his attempt to explain, she had crouched down to pick up the commander’s helmet from where he had thrown it off, only to be stopped by his spooked warning, “Wait! don’t pick it up, it...uhh.. could..still.. be there.” 

She halted her actions as she looked back at the commander, seeing his unease as his gaze seemed to linger around the room, before asking, “It being what, commander?”

“A...spider, ma’am.” he admitted, hesitantly so. Clearly still embarrassed by the whole ordeal, while trying to scramble his composure back together.

“A spider, commander?” She asked, surprised by his response as she picked up the helmet. 

“It crawled onto my vizor, which startled me. I apologise, ma’am. It won’t happen again.” The commander said stiff and apologetically. When Riyo reaches out to hand the helmet back to him, she notices the unease in his eyes as he looks at it. 

She giggles a bit at that, “It’s alright commander, I checked, the spider’s gone.”

He shyly takes the helmet out of her hands, quietly telling her ‘thank you’ before placing it back on his head. She can’t help herself, amusement clear in her voice as she teases the man,  “Didn’t think you’d be scared of spiders, commander.” 

“Well, it’s not something I'd want to be known for, senator.” 

“Don’t worry commander, your secret’s safe with me.” she laughs, throwing the man a wink, before turning around and walking back to her desk. A violet flush on her cheeks as she realises how straightforward she was to actually tease the man like that. A man she now knew not only was selfless, protective and caring, but was also quite lovable when embarrassed and also had a shocking fear of spiders. She giggled at the thought. 

No, definitely not a droid.

[singsofecho-misc]

Do yall know about them truth or drink videos on YouTube?

Transcript as follows:

Out of shot: What is something you think people should know about clones?

Wolffe: we're people, we've got feelings, we're not just expendable meat droids.

Fox: if you stab a clone it counts as property damage and you will be fined.

[foxyaran]

Trying to do one drawing a day and trying to get better each time :D Constructive help is appreciated!

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For a certain commander on his Day! Happy Fox day! He gets a 10/10 from me :)

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Fox heard someone talking shit.

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fox ²  i cant draw clones!! its so hard  oh my god

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new fic drop!

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fox | cc-1010 & riyo chuchi

rated G, strictly platonic, epistolary

<< The following is a collection of emails saved to a datapad recovered from the Jedi Temple following the successful execution of Order 66. >> 

Riyo and Fox's emails to each other, from the beginning of the Clone Wars all the way to the very end.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox & Reader Characters: CC-1010 | Fox Additional Tags: Angry Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex Summary:

Skipping a few days on the list

Fox is tired of your shit

Oops it ended up soft

"Office." He huffs, grasping your upper arm and pushing you through the door, slamming it behind the two of you.

"Do not touch me without my permission ever again." You rise on your toes, shoving your finger into the visor of his helmet, leaving as many fingerprints as possible. You know how much he hates for his view to be anything but pristine.

"For fucks sake," he mutters, ripping his helmet from his head, his amber flecked eyes glaring a hole right through you. "Do you think you can behave for one day? One fucking day?" His chest heaves with his breath, a strange mix of fury and resignation across his face.

"What do you think?" You spit out, holding your ground for what is sure to be quite the battle. "You bring me here to spy and then you get upset when I do my job well, do you want results or not?" You take half a step back, just now realizing that he's been backing you towards his desk.

"I want results without you compromising the entire operation." He says sternly, continuing to close the distance until the back of your thighs are pressed against the desk. "You are going to get someone killed." He reaches out, taking your chin between his fingers, his fingertips holding your face forward so can't avoid his gaze. "And I'm not going to let that someone be you." He says, his words sharp as he releases your face with a shove.

"I know what I'm doing." You attempt to have some conviction to your voice, though his display for vulnerability has caught you off guard. "I'm not-" Your words are cut off by his lips, a searing kiss that has no intention of ending soon. His tongue forces its way into your mouth, you suck gently on it as your fingers reach out to seek his skin.

"I told you to behave." He says quietly, grabbing your wrist and twisting your arms behind your back as his kisses continue. You're completely at his mercy as his lips move to your neck, feeling pride at the moan his touch has brought you.

"Be good for me, hm?" He says, releasing your arm to move his hand to your belt, sliding it free and undoing your buttons. His fingers find their way, a teasing touch over the edge of your panties, gliding down to feel the growing wetness through the fabric.

Your hands grip the edge of the desk, your pleasure growing under his tough. "Please, more" you whimper, pressing yourself more firmly against his hand.

"Tell me you'll behave" he says, sliding your panties to the side and sliding a teasing touch against your folds. "Tell me you'll be careful." His voice is barely a whisper, his lips against your ear with one hand on the back of your neck, the other still driving you crazy with need.

"I'll be good." You pant, trying to push your hips harder against his hand. "I'll be careful." You say, looking deep into his eyes as they watch you, weighing the truth and desperation in your words.

In a silent acceptance of your words he slides his fingers into you, catching your moans with a kiss. He pumps them in and out, his palm brushing your clit with each thrust, bringing you closer to your end. As you feel your body start to tense, prepared for what's to come, he removes his fingers, leaving you empty.

Your eyes snap open, taking in the smirk on his face and the sweat on his brow that he spreads through his hair by running his fingers through it, giving an extra glisten to the strands of grey weaving through the temples.

He reaches down and unhooks his cod piece, letting it fall to the floor as he palms himself through his blacks.  You shimmy your pants to the floor, kicking them aside before hopping up onto the desk, spreading your legs wide to give him a silent challenge.

He pulls himself free from the constraints of his clothing, giving himself a few strokes to ready himself before grabbing your thighs and pulling you to him. With one swift motion he enters you, making no attempt to silence your cries as you take all of him.

His pace is rough and quick, his fingers digging into your thighs hard enough to bruise. Your moans fill the office, encouraging his relentless thrusting.

"Will you do what I ask of you?" He asks, his words punctuated by sharp thrusts.

"No," you gasp out with a chuckle, arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders as he drives into you.

He just smiles, his rage fading as his thrusts get sloppy, his impending orgasm threatening to break his tough exterior.

You lean back, giving him access to reach down, his fingers toying with you as his thrusts continue, this extra touch being just what you needed to push you over the edge.

The feeling of you contracting around him with the sight of your head thrown back and mouth open was more than enough to draw everything out from him. With a few rough thrusts he empties himself inside of you, holding your body tightly to him, his lips finding yours again.

You both hold each other in a sweaty, messy embrace, taking a little extra time before collecting yourselves. After you both redress, Fox does his best to smooth your hair into a presentable style.

"Where are you going?" He asks, confused at you immediately starting to leave.

"To go get into trouble." You smirk, slinking out of the room before he can protest.