#commander fox week

[secretly-a-trekkie]

he needs his floor time

[ominouspuff]

when ur inconsiderate genetic duplicates fake a few deaths and kill a Sith w/out you

(you are a million other genetic duplicates)

Sketch Week! More concept art for Repurposing GAR armor towards the end of pulverizing wrinkly Sith — A guide by CC-1010, ecstatically-ex-marshal commander of Coruscant (AU)

[varpusvaras]

As much as Bail gives Fox more grey hairs, he is also giving Bail heart attacks five times a week by being an overdramatic overachiever, like

Bail and a few of his Senator friends in a meeting:

Padmé: oh, there's a security alert for the upper floors. Here's a picture of the suspect. The Coruscant Guard is already at it

The Suspect: falls past the window

Mon: was that the suspect?

Padmé: it seems so

Fox: falls past the window after the suspect

Riyo: ....was that the Commander?

Bail: Yes

[sithfox]

some QuinFox memes I made for @ficwip's All Ships Ship Week. love these two disaster men crashing into each other at top speed

[invaderlynx]

It has been a very, very long week…

[nhyhu]

@foxquinweek day 1 : Royalty AU

fox being flustered bc of quinlan is so !!!!

my kofi :)

[thatonefanficwriternooneknows]

FoxQuin Week Day 1 - Shovel Talk

Good Afternoon/Morning/Evening/Night!

Here for your reading pleasure is day 1 of FoxQuin Week! I decided to be extra (and hate myself) and work in both the quote prompt and the writing prompt because why not :D

So this one is Fox's Batch Giving Quinlan the Shovel Talk and "What do you mean you're married?" (@foxquinweek )

It is a little over 1k so enjoy :D

Quinlan is having a rather odd day.

It started with Commander Wolffe trying to corner him in the halls of the Temple, it continued with Commander Ponds staring at him during the council meeting he was asked to, and it kept up with Commander Cody trying to get his attention in the mess hall.

Now, when Quinlan was trying to spend some quality time with his padawan, that may or may not include some recreational murder, Commander Bly kept swerving the conversation around to Fox.

That’s when the dots started to connect.

“Why exactly do you keep bringing Commander Fox up, Bly? Is there something you want to know?”

Aayla’s head perked up, looking at Quinlan and Bly with her wide eyes, smelling gossip no doubt. Bly stuttered through some word vomit before caving and muttering “never mind”.

They didn’t get to their recreational murder, but Quinlan had a great time making Bly uncomfortable with random mentions of what Fox and him get up to in their spare time. Without specifically saying Fox’s name.

It was quite fun.

Odd, but fun.

As the day passed, the Commanders tried more and more interesting ways to corner him. It didn’t work because, one, Quinlan grew up here and knew every hiding place, and two, he was a kriffing Shadow. If they wanted to corner him they’d have to get up to Fox’s level.

But, all good things had to come to an end, and it ended with Quinlan sitting at the Jedi Commissary with Captain Rex sitting across from him…cleaning his blaster while pointedly staring at Quinlan.

Not subtle, this lot.

Quinlan smirked at the blond captain and kept eating his food like he didn’t have a single care in the world.

Which he didn’t, because Fox’s batch’s approval meant nothing to him.

Fox’s opinion was the only opinion when it came to their relationship.

Soon enough, every single Commander that tried to corner him today was on Rex’s side of the table, staring Quinlan down, their Jedi were sitting on Quinlan’s side radiating concern.

Considering the only beings that knew about him and Fox were Tholme and Aayla that was fair.

“So…Jedi Master Quinlan Vos.” Wolffe started and Quinlan chuckled at the concerned sounds coming from Plo.

“So, Commander Wolffe.” Quinlan was nothing if not an asshole.

The one eyed commander glared at him with his one good eye, likely hoping Quinlan would spontaneously burst into flame if he glared hard enough.

Jokes on him, though, Quinlan has been glared at harsher by worse.

“Let’s just cut the chase, what are your intentions with our kih’vod, Vos?” Cody cut in on the staring contest.

Quinlan chuckled at several Jedi Councilors choking on their food.

He leaned back in his chair, smirking happily at the group of angry vode glaring at him.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know who you mean.” Quinlan shrugged and kept eating, moving his attention to his wrist comm and the message from Fox on it.

The Hot (definitely) One: please ignore my batchers

                Thorn told them

                he’s being properly punished

The Smart (allegedly) One: lol

no worries, babe

                this is kriffing hilarious

The Hot (definitely) One: you have an odd sense of humor

                are you in the Temple?

The Smart (allegedly) One: commissary

The Hot (definitely) One: be right there

Quinlan smiled and returned to his food, smiling at Wolffe who was ignoring his food in favor of stabbing it menacingly.

Hex definitely did it better.

(Fox’s batchers attempting a compactor talk was infinitely amusing. More so when one considers the fact that no one could possibly be scarier than the CMO of the Guard, and Hex had cornered Quinlan seconds after he convinced Fox to give them a chance.

That man was terrifying.

Quinlan was convinced the war would be over if they just set the Guard CMO on the Separatist Senate.)

“We know you know who Fox is, General.” Ponds finally piped up. Good for him.

“Oh I definitely know Fox. What does that have to do with your kih’vod?” Quinlan was definitely being a shit right now. He was entitled.

Wolffe slammed his fists onto the table top, rattling the dishes and startling everyone not involved in this conflict.

“Stop being obtuse, Vos. What are your intentions with Fox?” Wolffe hissed out, Bly placing a placating hand on his shoulder and muttering under his breath about tempers.

Quinlan rested his cheek on his fist and hummed.

“My intentions are between Fox and I, Commander.” He couldn’t help but purr out, tempted to see how worked up he could get the batch before they caved and started threatening him outright.

Wolffe let out a strangled scream and made to launch across the table at Quinlan, only to be held back by Bly and Cody and slammed back into his seat.

“Fox is a grown vod, he can make his own decisions. But Vos, if you hurt him…well…” Rex trailed off and started putting his blaster together with emphasized movements.

Quinlan couldn’t help but laugh.

“Your compactor talk is so cute, Commanders, Captain. But CMO Hex already beat you to it. And ARC Captain Lex, Lieutenant Tina, Commander Thorn, Stone and Thire, even Sargent Apex. His was the funniest honestly.” Quinlan chuckled, remembering the scarred Sargent nonchalantly assembling a bomb while telling Quinlan all the things Fox has done for him and his batch.

It was almost the opposite of a compactor talk, actually.

The Commanders blinked in unison before their brows furrowed and their lips pursed.

Not his fault Fox’s batch weren’t up to date with the Guard personnel.

“Who is Fox?” Obi-wan was looking at Quinlan with his kicked tooka eyes and he vaguely felt bad for not telling his best friend about Fox, but also…things have been happening pretty fast.

He opened his mouth to answer, honestly for once, but a gloved hand slid around his neck and lightly tilted his chin up and Quinlan smiled as Fox pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.

Fox’s answering smile was stunning.

“Me’vaar ti gar, riduur?” Fox asked against his lips, pulling back just far enough for Quinlan to have space to answer.

“Naas, ner riduur.” Quinlan responded before snaking his hand into Fox’s lovely locks to pull him in for another kiss.

Idly he heard the clattering of glassware and a strangled scream.

Quinlan looked over at their audience, smirking when Fox brushed his lips against his cheek while burying his face into Quinlan’s shoulders.

Everyone seemed to speak or shout at once and it echoed into the commissary, Fox’s shoulders shaking as his laugh echoed Quinlan’s.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE MARRIED?!”

[corrieweek]

💕Hello hello!

🌟 the votes are in and the daily prompts have been selected, the list will be reposted periodically and an “offical” list with be posted closer to CorrieWeek!

Day 1

SFW - Eldritch ♥️ NSFW - Orgy/Group Sex

Day 2

SFW - “There’s Not a Tooka” ♥️ NSFW - Free Use

Day 3

SFW - “You Shouldn’t Be Here” ♥️ NSFW - Inappropriate Use of Binders

Day 4

SFW - Accidental Child Acquisition ♥️ NSFW - Shiny’s First Time

Day 5

SFW - Fix-It ♥️ NSFW - Cockwarming

Day 6

SFW - Force Sensitive Clones ♥️ NSFW - Testing New Equipment

We’re so excited to see what you’ll create for CorrieWeek! If you have any questions please don’t be afraid to send in an ask here or check the introductory post!��

[countessofbiscuit]

can’t let go …

i was too busy for @foxiyoweek this year … and so were they 😉 spicier version below the cut 🫦

[rebecca-lotto]

i got to thinking about our beloved underpaid office worker Fox.

a lot of shit could've been avoided if anakin was dragged into corrie guard antics instead of any bullshit with palpatine.

like, there's the obvious custody battle between the 501st and corrie boys.

and then there's anakin trying fox's caf and both of them end up in the medbay ; fox needed to be sedated because he was laughing so hard he started coughing b/c anakin on a caffeine buzz is the funniest shit he's seen in years.

so now anakin goes to the corrie lads to talk things out ; fox got a new buddy to bitch about palpatine with , and everything about hanging out with the corrie boys is an eye opening & educational experience for anakin

im basically just picturing the end of the rako hardeen arc but anakin is too busy to be pissed off with obi wan b/c there's a 501st vs corrie boys custody battle going on.

[chiliger]

Happy Fox Day 10/10

Basic translation: “Fuck this job, I’m fucking fed up with this shit, go to hell, and shove it up your ass…. See you tomorrow.”

[secretly-a-trekkie]

thire is concerned

[ominouspuff]

Sketch Week! first up is character study and concept art for Repurposing GAR armor towards the end of pulverizing wrinkly Sith — A guide by CC-1010, ecstatically-ex-marshal commander of Coruscant (AU)

[varpusvaras]

"Did I ever meet you?"

Leia lifts her head from the console to look at Fox. He isn't really looking at her, but Leia gets the feeling that it isn't because he does not want to.

"Meet me when?" She asks

"Before", Fox says. "I know you said that you had never met me, but...did I ever meet you, even if you can't remember it?"

Leia shakes her head.

"Mother and Father both told me no", she says. "I was taken straight to Alderaan after I was born. You didn't- quite make it."

"I see."

He falls silent again, but Leia can feel that he isn't done yet.

"...do you think-" Leia lets him compose his words in peace, "- that there's an universe out there, somewhere in time, where I was there?"

Leia had thought about it, before. Many times, even before all of this had happened. She had imagined it, how it would be, if he had been there too. She had imagined how it would be, if underneath the happiness she knew she had brought them, there hadn't been the feeling of something still missing. She had imagined how it would be, if he had been there too, tucking her into bed, singing to her in the language she only knows a few words of in passing. She had imagined how his hugs would've felt like, something different from the way Mother and Father hugged her, something in between.

She had imagined all of that, everything she didn't have, before she had lost everything else as well.

Now-

Now she couldn't help but think that at least, she had one person less to grieve.

"Maybe", she says. "There are endless possibilities, after all."

Fox nods.

"Perhaps, then, there is", he says. "...I hope so, at least."

He says it carefully, like it is too far for him to imagine it, and Leia-

-Leia couldn't help but imagine it once again, too, a place in time, somewhere far, far away from her, where every time she would reach her hand, there would be another pair to catch her.

Maybe, there would even be a place in time, where it wouldn't all end, like it had for her.

Leia's eyes burn.

"I hope so, too."

[carrion-art]

Takes about 6 hours!

Commander fox is now chilling out on the Christmas branch

Pattern available over at KoFi 👀👀

[lbibliophile-sw]

CC-1010 | Commander Fox Needs A Hug is one of my favourite AO3 tags to browse, so for Fox Day I made myself a Fox to hug while I read about just how much he needs it.

For: @corrieweek - day 7: Fox day @ailesswhumptober - day 12: "can you feel me? I'm right here."

Fox to his superiors:

Fox to his subordinates:

Fox with his batchmate: