#marshall commander fox

[mearchy]

Fox's reports are the most sardonic, passive aggressive reports anyone in the Senate Security Office has ever read. But they have to accept them because they are all technically by-the-book correct and unnervingly thorough, and nobody can find fault with them as hard as they try. The less caf he has had, the worse it is. He goes from "As per Coruscant Guard records..." and "As all Senate employees are aware..."

to "As one might be able to assume by means of basic observation and an approximately swamp-rat level of intelligence-" and "To elaborate on that, as one is required by Report Administration Regulation Clause 365:1a to do, despite a statistically proven decline in reading comprehension among government employees-*"

My man is hitting the keys one by one so hard his keypad breaks. He's got reflexive tears of manic rage in his eyes. He's imbuing his incident reports with so much hysteria the next Jedi who comes into contact with them gets a headache. Free him

*he has a source for this, by the way. Fox includes citations in his reports like a maniac. Like Cody. This is because if he has to countenance one more follow-up email than is necessary he will brain himself against the desk. He will commit lobotomy by pencil. Just you try and fucking stop him, Thorn.

[tattycoram]

*After Cody adopted Rex into the command batch* Bly: Are we really going to let Cody keep Rex? Wolffe: We kept Fox Fox, in the distance: FUCK YOU

[denimscotch]

The things one does for caf… (Fox appreciates it don’t listen to him)

[whiskygoldwings]

Art by @anstarwar

I commissioned AnStarWar for an icon of Commander Fox and y'all, they absolutely bloody delivered! Look at this amazing pic! I am so, so pleased with what they did and just want to say what an amazing experience it was. I've never actually commissioned someone before so wasn't really sure what to expect. AnStarWar was super quick at responding, friendly, gave me four options to pick from and checked in with me and offered edits at every stage.

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[saggitary]

I love that collectively as a fandom we’ve come together to agree that Fox is going gray. This poor man, he had 10 mins of screen time and we collectively decided that this is the most stressed man in the GAR.

[clonemedickix]

Tears of My Employees

Don’t bother him before he’s had his first cup of caf.

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[caffinated-marshall-commander]

I have a hypothetical question if something may or may not be illegal.

- not @arctrooperfives-official of course. Just a random trooper!

Fives. Don't sign your anonymous messages if you want to remain anonymous.

[captainrex-of-the-501st]

It appears I will be needing a new Lieutenant as mine will be dead in a few hours.

[flyiingsly]

Undercover

Square : Obi-Wan Kenobi

Pairing : Fox x f!jedi!reader

Warnings : NSFW !!!, blood and injuries, reader getting punched in the face and blasted, established relationship, slight masturbation (f receiving), Fox being a tease

Wordcount : 4,3k

Summary : You get caught by mistake by the Coruscant Guards during an undercover mission, which led you right into the office of your favorite Marshal Commander.

A/N : My twelfth submission for the @clonexreaderbingo ! 😄 Well, I wanted to experiment and try something more spicy with this one. Don't wait for a whole smut scene though, I didn't really pushed it too far (although it gave me plenty of unholy thoughts, ngl), but it was sooo fun to write, I absolutely love how it turned out ! 😄 Enjoy ❤

Disclaimer : I'm still struggling to understand English grammar properly, English is not my native language and even if I have proofread my writtings several times, there is probably still typos in it. I'm very self conscious about it and I apologize for it in advance, but I'm doing my best to do better and I'm actively working at improving my writting skills !

So if you spot a typo, feel free to point it to me so I can correct it, it will be much appreciated :)

You barely had the time to get out of your ship after accosting to Coruscant from your latest mission that Obi-Wan Kenobi immediately greeted you with a straight face and took you apart from the rest of your men. He already had a new mission for you, a very special one. The council had heard about the menace of an attack toward the Chancellor, and possibly against the whole senate, from some separatist leader who was apparently not very pleased with the outcome of their last voting. And they wanted you to go undercover to find more information about it.

All you had to do was to go for a trip in the lower levels of the city to spy on a man suspected to be the link between the instigator and the executors of the attack. Which implied sneaking in the most infamous places, and more than probably ending up in some very unpleasing and dangerous situations. “All you have to do” they said …

As expected, you managed to get caught in some very uncomfortable position, AKA In the middle of a fight in front of a bar. You were just at the wrong place at the wrong moment, you knew you couldn’t interact or interfere with anything that may happen around you during this mission, or you’ll risk to get exposed and ruin your cover. And you did, you didn’t interact. But you had to stay here and not move in order to watch your target, and especially the person he was talking to. You were so close to find a lead, and probably one of the executors of the attack, you couldn’t waste that chance.

You were fully aware of what was happening near you, but you thought that you were far enough not to get involved. Well, you were apparently wrong. That simple fight between two drunk men became the perfect occasion for some guys in search for distraction to join in and start randomly punching innocent curious that had gathered around them. That’s how the bar’s entrance became a giant mess of various people throwing fists at each other for no reason. And just because you were standing in the area was enough for you to get punched as well.

The impact caught you off guard, you were surprised and shocked, but still aware enough to dodge the next fist coming right toward your face. You did your best to get yourself out of this mess, but what you weren’t expecting was the Coruscant Guard patrol’s intervention. They had heard the screams and the agitation, and were now trying to calm the situation. But soon, paralyzing blaster’s shots were raining, for most of the fighters weren’t willing to cooperate and started to assault them.

Too bad, at this point, they weren’t making any difference between real fighters and bystanders. One of them stopped you in your attempt to flee, not even giving a chance to explain yourself before blasting you as well.

***

When you woke up, you were aboard a prison van, your wrists were tied together with handcuffs, and you were experiencing a massive headache. Your vision was still a bit blurry at first, and you were still dizzy from the shot. It took you several minutes to regain your senses properly, before fully understanding what was going on. It was only at this moment that you saw the dark brown trails and splatters staining your shirt. The punch you received in the face was so violent that it had made your nose bleed badly, but you hadn’t noticed it in the heat of the moment.

Great, you had been arrested, and a part of your face was now probably covered in dry blood ! You couldn’t have failed your mission that much even on purpose. You told yourself that the better thing to do now was to wait until you arrived to the prison to discretely explain the situation to the guards, you could not risk your cover even more by publicly complaining about their mistake.

Maybe they just got overwhelmed by the situation and had to act so quickly that just they couldn’t recognize you. The place you were was very dark and badly lighted, after all … They’ll probably freed you later with the utmost secrecy, so you can pursue your mission.

But when you reached for one of the guards on your way to the prison cell to explain him the situation, he just laughed at your face, making fun of you with his fellow guards for trying to trick them into releasing you in such a stupid and rough way.

Things weren’t supposed to turn like this, at all. But you soon understood that it was useless to try to convince these men about who you really were, since you didn’t have your lightsaber on you to prove your claim. It was obvious that they were shinnies, they had never seen you before, so they absolutely had no idea of who you were, and it was probably the first time they ever have to arrest someone for real.

You still tried to ask them to talk to their commander as soon as possible, and they surprisingly agreed to let you meet him, because “he deserved to have a good laugh too”, leaving you alone in your cell, still making fun of you on their way back.

And they were still doing so when they came back later with their superior, explaining to him how funny the situation was.

But when Commander Fox finally saw you, he did not, in fact, had a good laugh. At all.

“Hello there” you greeted him with a grin when he showed up in front of your cell.

He paused for a second, and even if he was wearing his helmet, you could easily guessed his surprised and very confused expression under it. Then, he turned to the guards that had arrested you earlier, and you could tell by the tone of his voice that he was absolutely not amused.

“Are you kidding me ?” he lets out at the two men, who instantly stopped mocking you.

“What ? No, Commander, we swear, she kept telling us she was a Jedi, that’s true, she really did !” You could felt the embarrassment and anxiety in their voices.

“Of course, she did ! Because she IS a jedi !”

The two guards looked at each other, probably exchanging a look of horror under their helmets.

“Arr”, he grumbles, “I nearly forgot you’re still new here … You probably never met her before …. Well anyway, you had just arrested General (Y/N), congratulations, shinnies !”

“We’re sorry, we didn’t know …” you could feel their shame radiating by every interstice of their armors now, you did your best not to giggle at them to not make things worse.

“Of course, you didn’t know !!” He took a deep breath, trying to calm his growing anger and frustration.

“Alright, I’ll deal with the two of you later, open that cell and go back to work, quick !”

You were nearly as embarrassed as them now, as you watched one of the shinnies unlock the door pad without saying much than “yes sir”, then leave the corridor of the prison in the same exact silence. Your gaze followed them until they were out of sigh, then your eyes turned toward the Commander once again.

“General, if you don’t mind following me.”

You nodded and go after him, walking to his office in complete silence. When he closed the door behind you and that you were finally alone together, he walked to his desk, removed his helmet and put it gently on the furniture, revealing his graying hair and dark brown eyes. They were clouded with worry and sadness.

“You didn’t tell me that you were back to Coruscant …” he says to you in a low voice, leaning against his deck with his arms folded.

“I didn’t get the chance to … As soon as I landed General Kenobi accosted me with a very urgent and secret mission, I wasn’t allowed to use my commlink on this one, I didn’t even get a minute to send you a message … I’m sorry I should have done it anyway …”

It was now your turn to feel ashamed. You should have tried to tell him anyway, but sometimes it was hard to get some privacy with Obi-Wan on your heels, and you couldn’t risk anyone to know about the two of you.

“Yeah, that rumor of an assault against the Chancellor from some separatists, I know about that, the security of the Senate is at its maximum level because of it … Commander Cody told me that General Kenobi was willing to send a jedi on the case, but I didn’t know he wanted to send you …”

“Well, as I said, that was a complete surprise …” you pause, not sure about what more to say. “Are you … Are you mad at me ?” you then ask hesitantly, sincerely afraid that he could be.

“Mad ? Of course not, don’t worry, right now I’m just glad that I can finally have you back !” He answers softly, standing up from his desk and getting closer to you, a smile appearing on his lips. He was now in front of you, just a few inches away.  His close presence made you blush slightly. You raised your head to look at him in the eyes.

Your worries instantly vanished as he cupped your face between his gloved hands, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’ve been missing you so badly mes’hla” he whispers, “it’s torture to be kept apart from you for so long …” The despair in his tone broke your heart.

“I know, I’m sorry love … I’ve missed you horribly too …” you caress his cheek with the tips of your fingers, trying to soothe him, “But I’m here now, and since the council sent me on that cover up mission, I’ll have a couple of days before leaving Coruscant again.”

“If that mission is still on after what happened” he sighs, ”I’m so sorry about that, these shinnies are a pain in my ass, I’m doing my best to stay patient with them, but they keep doing stupid stuff, that’s exhausting … General Kenobi is gonna kill me for ruining everything now …”

“Don’t be too harsh on them, please, they’re still learning. Being a Coruscant Guard is very far from what they were trained for on Kamino, it’s a very special place to get affected too, you know it …  And don’t worry about Obi-Wan, I’ll deal with that part. I still have a lot of information to bring to him, and I don’t think that my cover has been completely blown to be honest, I could still manage to make it through” you try to reassure him, but he was still looking skeptical.

”Plus, it allows us to get reunited at last, it’s not that bad !” you ad with a cheerful smile. It seemed to work, as he smiled back.

“But I still can’t believe that they blasted you ...! “ he suddenly lets out, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

Then his gloved thumb brushed against your lower lips that had been cut opened by the punch you received in the face. You grimaced at the unpleasant feeling. It wasn’t that deep, but still enough to be uncomfortable. His face suddenly went from exasperation to concern.

“At least tell me it’s not them who have done that to you, or I swear I’m gonna ruin their lives …”

“No, don’t worry, they have nothing to do with this. That’s even worst, I just got punched in the face randomly while minding my own business and spying my fugitive in a corner, I wasn’t even part of the fight ! It just … happened !” you explain, smiling at the irony.

“What a shame, even when you’re not trying to you end up being in trouble anyway.”

A sly grin emerged on his face as he teased you. That kind of smile that was driving you insane and making you want to pin him against a wall and aggressively kiss him. You liked to tease each other with ironic and sarcastic comments like these, it was always to which one of you would outbid the other, and Fox had become a master in the art of sarcasm. It was his way to deal with all the crap his job as commander of the Coruscant Guards was throwing at him all day long, without committing a couple of murders. You bite your lower lips, a taste of blood filling your mouth. You tried your best to keep your composure and think about something clever to retort.

But all you could answered was “And I’m sure that you’re proud of yourself for coming to rescue me this time.”

“I have to admit that it’s a rather pleasing surprise after all !”

His smile became more mischievous, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You quickly close the gap between your faces to crash your lips against his again.

Hi hands moved instantly to your hips to grasp them firmly, pulling you against him. Your arms slide around his neck and you let your fingers run through his hair as he deepened the kiss. You couldn’t help but let out a groan when he started to teasingly bite your lips. You could feel his excitation irradiating from his body, it was contagious and he knew it.

Then, without a warning, his arms were wrapped around your waist tightly and he scooped you up from the ground to sit you on the edge of his desk in a swift movement, spreading your legs to place himself in between.

He glanced intensely at you before reaching for your neck, planting angry and needy kisses on your skin. You gasped and clench your teeth to prevent yourself from moaning too loudly. When he noticed it, he let go of your neck to face you again, grabbing your chin to force you to look at him.

“What are you afraid of mesh’la ? Nobody can hear us from here, come on, you know that I love to hear your voice …”

You didn’t want to protest, you couldn’t resist him when he was calling you that. With his eyes planted into yours, his hands started to make their way under your shirt toward your chest, softly starting to rub your nipples through your breast band. He loved to see you whine and quiver under his touch, and he knew that the fabric wasn’t very thick, and that you could feel any of his movements.

Your arms slipped from his neck to his lower body, your fingers heading straight toward his belt, unfastening it quickly. You knew perfectly well how those armors were built, how to put them on and how to take them off, and it didn’t take you long to get rid of his tights and codpiece, living his upper legs and pelvis only covered in his blacks.

“Did I already told you that you were very gifted with your hands ?” he teases you.

“Plenty of times, but I’m never tired of hearing it.” you breath out, grabbing his hips with both of your hands to pull him as close as possible. You knew he was fully aroused when you felt his length pressing against your tights.

“And what do you think about reminding you what mines are capable of too ?” his voice was low and provocative, you shivered at his words, knowing perfectly what was going to happen next.

“Yes, please …” you beg him, desperately craving for his touch.

He didn’t need for you to ask him twice, and as his lips met yours passionately again, his hand went down your belly to stop between your legs. His fingers started to gently massage your clit through your pants in circular movements, making you tightly cling to him, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

Suddenly, the ringing of his commlink cut you in your tracks, leaving you both panting and disoriented, looking at the device with surprise and confusion.

“Who is that ?” you ask, your voice filled with disappointment.

“I don’t know yet, but they better have a good excuse for bothering me …”

“What’s going on again ?” he lets out as soon as he picked up the call, as you were doing your best not to giggle at his annoyed and frustrated expression.

“General Kenobi is here Sir, he says that he needs to talk to you as soon as possible about something really important.” A guard’s voice responded.

Fox brow furrowed as your eyes widen, he was probably coming to get you out of your cell, but how the hell did he heard about it so fast ?

“What kind of important thing ?”

“He said that he can’t talk about it to anyone else but you Sir.”

“Of course” you heard him mutters with exasperation, “I’m sorry but I can’t receive him now, tell him to come back later, I’m in the middle of … an interrogation !”

You pray for his excuse to be enough to discourage the jedi to come in, but you knew him well enough to know that it won’t stop him, and the silence that followed wasn’t reassuring.

“I’m afraid that it won’t matter Sir, the General told me that it was a direct order from the Senate and a very urgent problem to address. In fact, he’s already on his way to your office, I’m sorry Commander.”

Fox didn’t answer, but his face immediately crumpled as you exchanged a terrified look.

“Commander, are you still here ?” the guard asks again with a concerned voice.

“Copy that.” He briefly answers before hanging up.

“Are you often leading interrogations in your office ?”

“Sometimes yes, depends on the circumstances, why ?”

You didn’t get the change to answer as you heard a loud knock on the door, making you both jump in surprise.

“Oh kriff !” you let out, getting out of the furniture and back on your feet in the second, your heart starting to race in fear of getting caught.

“What do we do now ?” he whispers nervously.

“At least buy us enough time to make it looks less like what it is !” you whisper back, immediately reaching for his armor to help him reattach its pieces properly, as he seemed too taken aback to be able to move.

“Who is it ?” Fox yells at the door, trying to prevent his voice from cracking out of nervousness.

“It’s General Kenobi, I thought that your guard had told you that I was coming.” the calm yet impatient voice of the jedi answered.

“Nobody can hear us from here, huh ?” you tease him about one of his previous comment, making him rolls his eyes, not very amused.

“He did, but I wasn’t expecting you to be here that soon !”

“Well, I am now ! Can I get in ?”

Fox threw a questioning and panicked glance your way, not really knowing what to say. You had just finished with his armor, and you nod at him, quickly straightening your clothes and hair.

“Of … Of course, you can !” he lets out with relief, quickly going around his desk to place himself behind it, in front of you. You were holding your beath, hopping to not look too flustered.

“Well, hello there, Commander !” Obi-Wan’s voice immediately ringed as he passed the now opened door, “General” he then saluted you, not as surprised has he should have been to see you.

“Sir” you simply greeted him, highly embarrassed but trying to hide it, your heart still bouncing from the sudden rush of adrenaline, praying for him not to notice it.

“You’re interrogating your superiors now Commander ?” the jedi amusingly asked Fox as he stopped in front of his desk. It sounded just like if he knew too much already.

“Well, some shinnies came to see me bragging about arresting someone who was pretending to be a jedi last night. They insisted for me to come over to see it by myself. They weren’t buying it and kept making fun of her, thinking it was a very bad attempt at being released without being charged … Of course, I immediately freed her, Sir. She was just explaining to me how she ended up being arrested.”

“And what was that for, (y/n) ?” he was looking at you right in the eyes now, his playful tone making you internally die of embarrassment.

“I got caught in the middle of a drunk fight and I tried to flee, but the guards were blasting everyone who were around that fight without any distinctions, and I thought that using my jedi abilities while being under cover wasn’t a good idea, so I just had no chances to get out of it. But I have the feeling that you already know all of this, am I right ?” you were doing your best to look and act as normal as possible, but you were still feeling unwell.

“Indeed, to be honest, that’s the very reason why I’m here. To get you out of this mess. Even if you seemed to already be in good hands” he says, looking at Fox from the corner of his eye. The poor man was as disturbed as you, and was looking down at his desk, doing his best to avoid any eye contact and to ignore the persistent feeling of your touch on him.

“Wait, how did you knew where I was ?” you then ask, confused.

“Well, it appears that even if your commlink had been disabled, we still were able to locate it. I did not know it was possible to be honest, but that’s good to know !”

“Oh, great then. I’m not very proud of myself on this one I have to admit … I hope the mission wasn’t compromised because of me …” you lowered your gaze, ashamed of your own failure, “I had to explain everything to Commander Fox as well, I know it was supposed to be a secret, but due to the circumstances, I thought that maybe having the Coruscant Guards on my side, or at least their Commander, could have been an advantage for us. But nobody else knew about it outside of him.”, you try to justify yourself.

“You don’t have to worry about that (y/n), you did well. That kind of thing happens during undercover missions sometimes, you just got lucky on your previous ones, honestly. Do you still have some information for me ?”

“A couple of, yes. Some may be very interesting I think.”

“Good ! We’ll talk about it back at the temple then, your mission isn’t over yet, don’t worry !” He smiles at you reassuringly, before looking at Fox again.

“Commander, I think that you’ll need to brief your men about that mission now so they won’t make that mistake again.”

“Yes sir, I’ll convoke them immediately !”

“Well then, if everything’s alright, I think that it’s time for us to leave you alone.” He turned to you for confirmation and you nod without a word. “Thanks you for your help and for looking over (y/n).”

As he reached for the door to exit the office, you and Fox exchanged one last look. His eyes were sad, and you felt guilty for abandoning him once again.

“Wait, I still have to sign the form before I leave !” you suddenly let out, making him stop in his tracks.

“Which form ?”

“The Commander told me that I needed to sign some attestation before leaving the prison, to prove that I have been released on purpose and not by escaping. It’s seemed to be a common procedure, so …” you confidently explain as you approached the desk, planting your eyes into the clone’s ones.

“Ha, yes, the register, I nearly forgot about it, thank you for making me remember ! Here it is !” he answers, trying to be convincing but not really understanding your move, offering you a datapad on which you quickly appended your signature.

“Of course, administration …” Obi-Wan grumbled ironically, rolling his eyes, knowing too well the burden it could represent.

“Thank you Commander, have a nice day !” you greet him as soon as you were done before turning back and heading toward the entrance too, more than relieved to finally get out of here without troubles.

As soon as you escaped the room and that the door closed behind you, Fox lets out a heavy sight and allowed himself to collapse in his seat, all the pressure suddenly releasing from his shoulders. He stayed like that for a moment, staring into space, processing what had just happened and replaying the whole scene in his head, trying to get rid of his frustration.

Then, the from you asked to sign before leaving came back to his mind, and his eyes landed on the datapad he had handled to you. That’s when he noticed that it wasn’t only a signature you had left on it. He took it in his hands, bringing it closer to his eyes so he could read it. The hastily scribbled words were very small and messy, but as soon as he understood your message, his face instantly lighten up, and a wide smile grew on his lips.

“Back street behind 79’, meet me at 2200.”

That day was maybe not going to end that badly after all.

[stealthetrees]

You know what? Fuck that.

Marshal Commander Fox is entirely unhinged. Batshit crazy. He hides it extremely well under a rock solid mask of professionalism but the second he is out of sight he will be doing something illegal.

If questioned Fox will simply say “Government property can’t break the law” or It’s not murder if I’m not a person”

He commits treason daily and has definitely murdered people.

He faked Fives’ death and regrets it because he and Dogma are too chaotic together. He fakes so many deaths. He got his grubby little hands on an entire squad of commandos somehow.

This headcanon is the ‘prove me wrong’ kind of canon compliant and I will not take criticism.

[tattycoram]

*the command group chat* Cody: Time sensitive question: how flirt boy Fox: Throw rocks at he Bly: Hot dogs Wolffe: Kill him Cody: Thanks guys

[denimscotch]

Commander Thorn seems like he’d be a hugger

The Coruscant guard needs a hugger

[whiskygoldwings]

Anecdotes of a Guard Life: Bribery

Inspired by this post!

Another this-just-took-hold-of-me-and-wouldn't-let-go-until-I-wrote-it inspired by someone else bit of fanfic! At least it's only around 1000 words this time... No CWs! This is all just fluff!

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Stone ate his mildly disgusting breakfast mush lacklusterly. The packaging had promised melioorun flavour porridge, but if this slop had even seen anything resembling a melioorun, he’d eat the whole kriffing box. Adding some of the sugar they’d “requistioned” from the most recent Senate Gala had helped far less than he expected.

The door to the small commander’s mess opened, and Stone blearily looked up, grateful for the distraction.

Fox walked in, fully kitted up in armour and helmet, and Stone raised an eyebrow. The Marshall Commander stuck to protocol rigidly, but barracks areas were helmet-by-choice areas, and Fox typically chose to go without. If he wasn’t coming off a 24 hour shift in the Senate, he’d probably be better able to figure out a reason behind it, but as it was, he just stared as Fox moved over towards the cupboards.

He watched as Fox opened the first cupboard, stared into it for several moments, pushed aside a few bits, then shut it and moved on to the next one. This process repeated itself several times before Stone finally mustered together the curiosity to ask.

“What’re you looking for, Fox?”

There’s a low grumbling, completely inaudible through the vocoder, and Stone blinks. “Sorry?”

Fox sighs heavily and turns to face him. “Caf.”

Stone stares. “Don’t you normally have several boxes in the first cupboard?”

“Yes.”

Silence.

“So... Where’s it all gone?” Stone ventures cautiously. Surely the Marshall Commander wouldn’t forget to add caf to the requisition forms he fills out?

There’s a sound that Stone is convinced in a growl, then one word. “Thorn.”

Stone’s spoon is held forgotten suspended above his bowl, as he squints at Fox, confused.

“...Thorn?”

“You called?” Thorn suddenly pops his head in through the open door and Stone has to frantically catch his spoon before it flips onto the floor as he jumps.

“Kriff, Thorn!”

“Only on weekends!” Thorn chants, voice entirely too chipper for this hour of the morning. He slides into the room, also fully kitted up, but that’s much more normal for the early-bird Commander. “I heard my name being taken in vain?”

“Where’s the caf?”

Thorn pauses and turns to face the source of the last growled question. Fox is laser-focused on him and even through the visor Stone’s pretty sure the glower on his face is fierce.

Thorn doesn’t answer for a moment, before his helmet tilts slightly to the side and he places his hands on his hips. “You know what you need to do.”

Stone watches, eyes flipping between the two of them as they stand off against each other. He’s got absolutely no idea what’s going on, but whatever it is, it’s fascinating.

Fox’s shoulders rise tensely, and his fists clench, before all of a sudden he slumps with a sigh. He raises his arms slightly and Thorn makes an... inhuman squealing sound before rushing forwards, slipping his arms around him and lifting him from the ground in a...

Hug...

Thorn is hugging Fox, arms wrapped around his middle, Fox’s boots dangling a foot above the ground and helmet tilted exasperatedly to the side. Stone could swear Thorn’s visor has taken on a gleeful tint as he squeezes Fox, who lets out a little “Ooft” of protest, but otherwise does nothing to prevent it from happening.

Stone’s pretty sure his mouth has dropped wide open, but he just can’t seem to stop staring. He never thought he’d see the day. Marhsall Commander Fox. Accepting a hug. And not separating the perpetrator’s head from their shoulders.

He wishes he’d been wearing his own helmet. What he wouldn’t give for a holo... No one will believe him.

Thorn keeps squeezing for what must be a whole minute before finally easing a floppy Fox back to the ground and letting go. Fox stands awkwardly for a moment, head canted back, before sighing again. “Caf?” He asks shortly, though Stone could swear his voice is soft and fond behind the abruptness.

“Bones has it!” Thorn chirps.

Fox nods, before edging carefully around Thorn, never turning his back to him, as if in fear of another hug attack, before leaving the room.

Stone sits in silence while Thorn watches after him for a moment, then has to ask “What the kriff was all that about?”

Thorn turns to him, pulling off his helmet with a grin. “I hide his caf until he lets me give him a hug!”

Stone stares. “You know he’s just going to kill you one day right?”

Thorn laughs. “You’d think but, here’s a little secret.” He strides over and throws himself into the chair opposite Stone, groaning gratefully at being off his feet. “Fox has a secret caf stash squirreled away in his weapons locker.”

Stone blinks, confused. He has not had enough sleep for this. “So... Why’s he looking for the stuff you hid?”

“Exactly,” and here Thorn smiles again, but it’s soft and slightly sad this time. “He has his own right? So. If he’s searching for the stuff I hid rather than using his secret stash, that’s how I know he really needs a hug.”

“Why doesn’t he just ask?” Stone frowns.

“Marshall Commander Fox ask for a hug? The calm, never-shaken, strong, Shiny-idol Fox? That one?” Thorn raises an eyebrow, and Stone thinks.

Yeah... It wouldn’t exactly fit the image he’s made for himself.

“Fair enough,” Stone shrugs, digging his spoon back into his slop and grimacing at the congealed texture.

“Want to know another secret?” Thorn asks, and Stone probably shouldn’t, but he’s weak for gossip and Thorn, the master manipulator, is well aware of it.

“Go on then.”

Thorn pulls something out of his pocket. “I carry caf rations with me at all times.” He holds up a little tub of what is clearly instant caf granules and shakes it at Stone.

“In case of emergency hug needs?”

Thorn grins. “Partially, but also. If I really, really want something and Fox is in a bad mood, bringing him a caf and asking while he’s in the middle of his second sip is almost guaranteed to get me what I want.”

Stone bursts into laughter. The Guard may follow it’s Marshall Commander with adoration and respect.

But secretly, he’s pretty sure Thorn is the real leader of the Guard.

[coffeeandbatboys]

Hold me close Mesh'la (Commander Fox x Fem!Reader)

A/N I just really wanted to write a little something about making out but not something dirty. So here y'all are.

Warnings: an argument, make up and make out, Fox being insanely clingy. Mention of Fives' death and pretty angsty. Fox tries turning grief into love as a coping mechanism.

"Mesh'la" Fox groaned, spinning your chair around and caging you in with his hands on both armrests.

Anger welled inside your chest. "Fox, for the last time, I'm kriffing busy can't you see?! I will come to bed when I'm done."

"You don't have any idea what I'm going through right now and I need help."

In any other mindset, you would have immediately switched gears and asked what was wrong, but you had a report to write and it was your top priority at the moment. Shoving him away, you grabbed your datapad and without saying a word, slammed the apartment door behind you. Deciding that the best place to work would be the caf shop down the street, you marched in that direction, angry thoughts buzzing in your head.

It was only after you'd written the last line of your report that you realized what he'd actually said.

"You don't have any idea what I'm going through right now and I need help.

Kriff. You hadn't even given him a chance to explain why he was so distraught when you'd gotten home. Were you really that focused on work that you'd neglected the love of your life's mental wellbeing?

You grabbed an extra cup of caf and rushed home as fast as you could, heart pounding in anticipation as the lift ascended into the tower.

"Fox, love?"

You found him in bed facing the wall. Little shivers told you he was crying, but knowing that you were standing right there, he tried to hide it.

You lowered your voice to a gentle whisper as you climbed in bed with him. "Kriff, Fox I'm so sorry. Do you want to tell me what happened?"

It was silent for a moment and the shivers stopped, but then his whole body shuddered as he let out a breath.

"I killed him. I didn't mean to. I swear it was set to stun but..."

Well that was certainly not the answer you were expecting.

"Killed who?" You asked hesitantly, not sure if you wanted to know.

"Fives."

Your heart sank. You'd heard about the ARC trooper that Rex had taken into the 501st. He seemed like a nice guy from what you'd been told.

Forgoing judgment, you wrapped your arms around Fox.

"Do you want to talk?"

Shook his head before turning to face you. "Can...I try something?"

You tilted your head to survey his face in the dim light of the bedroom. It looked almost pleading, and you nodded.

He got up on his hands and knees over you, caging you in once again, before lowering himself to kiss you. His chest pressed against yours, his lips perfectly slotted on your mouth.

Maker, your racing heart could be a side effect of the late night caf coursing through your veins. Or it could be something entirely different.

You reached up and threaded your fingers into his soft hair, pulling ever so slightly at the graying strands. A groan resounded through his chest and echoed on your lips. He pulled away to take a breath and whisper 'I love you' before descending to catch your lips again. You tasted the salty tears that had fallen on his own mouth as they mixed with the sweet caf you'd had before.

In a fluid motion he grabbed your waist and rolled over so that you were perched against his chest, never once breaking the kiss. You had to admit, he was a pretty damn good loverboy.

Finally you pulled away to cradle his face in your hands.

"M' sorry I got angry with you. I was really out of place. And I'm sorry you're going through this. You shouldn't have to do it alone."

He closed his eyes to keep more tears from falling.

"Just hold me close Mesh'la. I'll be okay."

[morgan-n-cheese-91]

Star wars is fun because you have the duality of man. Your blorbo is both a highly capable warrior but also just a baby who can't harm a fly