#fox deserves to kill palpatine

[jetiisyandereclones]

When Fox kills palpatine and the clones remove their chips and reverse their advanced aging, they come back to kamino with their jedi and close off the planet to everyone else.

Only a select few clones can travel off world, mainly for purposes of buisness (food, money, supplies etc.)

Even less jedi are allowed to travel off world.

Only trusted (broken) jedi are allowed to leave kamino for the purposes of locating new jedi. When a runaway jedi or padawan is brought back to kamino, they are isolated and only allowed to interact with a maximum of 3 clones. These clones volunteer to "rehabilitate" their jedi and more often than not become family to them.

While in isolation the jedi or padawan has an inhibitor cuff on them. It dampens their powers to nearly nothing. They are too weakened to try and escape the clones, but they still have enough connection to the force to stop them from going mad.

During this time of "rehabilitation" the jedi or padawan are just smothered in love and affection. The clones do everything to bond with their precious jedi. Kisses, cuddles, movie nights, blankets, soft, cozy things and lots of yummy food (this can go in a platonic or romantic direction, depending on the jedi and clone). If they misbehave the clones take more of a dissapointed kind of approach, leaving them alone to their thoughts for a while, taking away privileges and distractions, one at a time. In severe cases, like for the jedi masters, the clones will completly isolate them from everything and turn their cuff up to a near unbearable level.

The jedi are kept in a padded room, no noise, low light and nothing to do but stew in their own minds. The only time they get any sort of mental stimulation is when the clones come in to talk, bond, and ease the pressure of the cuff. Because of this the jedi become reliant on the clones, associating them with confort, relief and love, just like they want.

Once they are deemed safe to be released they are allowed to move freely about kamino. The jedi are safe here, theres no one who could harm them.

If the jedi being brought back to kamino are younglings, there is a big celebration. New family members added to the clan.

The youngling is assigned a jedi master to train them in the force, and a clone volunteer to basically watch over them and make sure they stay safe.

It's the clones twisted version of a family. Mother/father(s) and child. The clones pick their jedi for life. Often being their father figure, or in the case of the older jedi, their lovers. The lovers will then find a jedi youngling and maybe a few clone younglings to raise with the help of their vod.

After the clones got rid of the kaminoans, they started to transform kamino. It was too sterile and harsh for their precious family to live in. They needed it to be more of a home, not a military and scientific experimentation base.

Stark white walls were painted with chalk paint and soon filled with drawings. Harsh white lights were replaced with softer yellow lights. Hard, cold sleeping pods were permanently pulled out and fitted with comfy, cozy bedding mattresses, and pillows, the rooms being decorated however the children wanted. Fairy lights, artwork, posters, tapestries, you name it, they got it. The clones also learned from cut (whi brought his family back to kamino) that kids do well being around and playing in dirt and nature. The tech clones, led by tech, got to work to create a contained eco system in the city for the jedi, civvies and children. Cut was right, Tipoca had never been so lively, its inhabitants so happy (the clones and young ones at least).

They figured out how to even make trees grow and using the tech that made the clones age faster, they managed to get trees growing at 10 times the rate they normally would. Trees, grass, moss, and all kinds of flowers all grew in the city, as the city itself grew and expanded. Kamino became their home, their sanctuary and their paradise.

Occasionally a clone would bring a civii to live with them. The clones treated them with just as much love, trust and dedication as the jedi. Only the most worthy of people were brought into their sanctuary and anyone there deserved to be there.

Besides, to the clones who travelled it didnt seem like the galaxy was missing either them or the jedi. They just didnt seem to care.

The galaxy doesnt deserve their precious family anyway. They are far better off with the clones.

Update:

So there was this room called the amber room in russia. It was a room with wall to wall amber panels backed with gold leaf and had crystal mirrors all through it. It was worth a metric shit ton and during wwii it was dismantled and eventually just disappeared.

Well the clones did something similar to the jedi temple. They gutted the place (carefully, Kyber Crystal's are no joke) and took everything they thought they would need to make kamino feel more like home to the jedi. Artifacts, holo's, holocrons, bedding, art, fountains, floors, plants and courtyards. they dismantled everything to bring back to kamino, and set up a new temple there for them.

They even took the Kyber crystal arch. Not even floor tiles and wall mosaics were safe. Anything and everything that could be identified and transported, was. They only left the structual bones of the temple, empty and cold.

While doing this they set sensors and traps in the old temple. It would lure jedi in, and when they saw there was no one and nothing there it would trap them and keep them there until the clones could come and get them.

It also contributed to the downfall of coruscant. The jedi were gone, the clones were gone. When the people saw this the city fell into corruption, decay and ruin and eventually was abandoned.

Au inspired by @icouldntfinditsoiwroteit

#yandere clones #yandere clone family au #order66 never happened #fox deserves to kill palpatine #yandere rex #yandere fox #yandere wolffe #yandere tech #yandere fives #yandere bad batch

[varpusvaras]

Bail stares up at the sky and looks his death in the eye.

He wakes up with a start and almost falls down, but his descent is stopped by the edge of a desk that is suddenly right in front of him. He grabs at it and stops himself from hitting his chin on it, and stares, with his arms shaking and his breath caught up somewhere in his throat.

He is not sure how long he stands there, staring at the desk which sudden existence he cannot comprehend, when there is a sound somewhere to his left and footsteps coming closer.

"Bail?" It's a woman's voice, so familiar but one he knows he shouldn't be hearing speaking to him. "Sir?"

Bail lifts his head and looks over at the voice.

He looks right into Sheltay's face, currently laced over with thin worry.

Bail stares at her. She has been gone for so long, but her face is now clear in his mind and she stands there, just like she was back then, just like she was before they had lost her. He had almost forgotten how much Winter looks like her mother, but there is no doubt of it now.

A new fear grips him. Was Winter off planet, when it all happened? He is not sure suddenly. She must've been, because Bail isn't sure what he is going to say to Sheltay otherwise. He focuses on her again, and thinks, frantically. Shouldn't she know it already? If Winter is also gone, now, shouldn't Sheltay know it by now, shouldn't her daughter be here with her? No, no, Winter must've been off the planet, just like Leia, otherwise he-

Bail looks at Sheltay again. No. No, something is not- something is not correct. Sheltay had cut her hair, just a couple of weeks before the accident, but it is now long and tied high up, like she used to style it when she was still working on as his aide back in the Senate. Bail looks at her more closely. It has been so long since he has last seen her, but...

Sheltay looks truly concerned now.

"Sir?" She calls again, and takes a step closer. "Is everything alright?"

Is everything alright? Bail thinks, almost hysterically. Is everything alright? You are dead. I am dead. Or at least we both should be.

Sheltay doesn't look dead, though, and Bail certainly doesn't feel like dead, either, as he draws in a breath to his now burning lungs. He draws in another, then another, before he feels like he knows again how breathing properly works. Breathing shouldn't feel necessary for someone who was dead, and Bail does feel the instant relief in his body with every breath he takes in.

"I", he starts. He what? He doesn't know what to say. If this isn't what comes after death, what is supposed to happen when one becomes one with the Force, then what is this?

He breathes in deeply again, just to ground himself further. He looks down on his hands, still holding onto the desk. He recognises the desk, now. It's his desk, the one he used to have in his office back in the Senate. He looks furher down, towards his feet. He recognises the carpet beneath them, as well.

He lifts his head and looks around once more. He is in his office, back in the Senate Building, but something is not correct with it either. Leia had been the one using the office more often now, and she had changed some of the decorations and brought in things of her own, and none of those were there now. The place looks just like it had back when Bail had been the only one to use it, back in the days when the Republic had still been standing.

"Bail", Sheltay is now standing right next to him, and reaching out towards him with her hand. "Are you not well? Do I need to call someone?"

Bail looks at her again. Yes, he can now see it. She is younger than what she had been at the time of her death. She is not wearing any of the gifts her husband would so often give to her. She looks just like she had back then, back when the Republic had still been standing, back when the War had been ripping the Galaxy apart.

Bail turns around. He has a row of glass cabinets situated behind his desk, and he looks at himself from the reflection of them.

He had already expected it, seeing himself with all the years gained during the reign of the Empire taken away. There is not even a hint of grey in his hair, and there are so many lines missing from his face that he almost thinks it funny for a moment. Then Sheltay is grabbing his arm, forcing him to look back at her.

"I'm serious", she says. She is looking him over now, her eyes racing over him up and down. "Do you need a doctor?"

Bail shakes his head.

"No", he manages to say. "No, I- I just need to sit down for a moment."

He really does. He takes a step forward, to walk around his desk, and Sheltay guides him over to he couch and quite firmly sits him down.

"Do I need to call someone else?" Sheltay asks again. "Breha?"

Bail looks out of the window, at the pale colours of Coruscant's morning sky. He then glances at the chrono on the wall. It's still early on Alderaan, too early. Breha is not getting up usually until two hours later, earliest. Bail doesn't want to wake her.

It hits him then that in this place he is now, Alderaan is still there. Alderaan and Breha are still there-

-and Leia is not.

It's a strange type of grief he feels then, not one he had thought possible to even exist before this. Leia is not dead, but she is still gone just the same.

Sheltay probably sees him look at the time, as she nods.

"Later, then", she says. "Fox?"

Bail stops breathing.

He stares at Sheltay, because he had been looking at her and cannot make himself move now to look anywhere else.

How could he have forgotten? If Bail is here, if Sheltay is here, if Breha and Alderaan are here, then Fox is here as well.

"Fox", He tries out his name out loud, and Sheltay seems to take that as a confirmation, as she takes out her commlink and starts typing on it.

Bail manages to move, and takes the moment to look up the date.

It's- he is barely second year into the War. It doesn't seem logical, for him to be put in here, in this time, if he truly is dead, not if not for some kindness from the Force, giving him a glimpse of a time when he truly thought there was still a possibility for a brighter future to be right around the corner, when most of the people he loved were still there with him.

It's just strange, to have only him be aware of it all, and not Sheltay. Bail doesn't remember a day like this ever happening before, not that it matters, if this is just some illusion before he finally ceases to exist completely. It's strange, to make everything appear right like it was so long ago, and not like it had been just before his death. It was strange, to make himself feel so alive, just to have him be dead.

Perhaps, a thought enters his mind and doesn't leave. Perhaps you really aren't dead. Perhaps you're here because of all the mistakes you made, and you need to repent for them, before you can let go and move on.

It almost makes him laugh. That, he thinks, that he can do.

Sheltay puts her commlink away, and sits next to him on the couch.

"He said that he will be here as soon as he can", she says. She puts her hand on top of Bail's, and it's warm.

Bail breathes in and nods.

"Thank you", he says, and then it hits him that Fox is alive.

He had thought of it just a moment earlier, but now it truly realises for him that Fox is alive. He has been gone so long as well, so long, too long. Bail has already grieved him in his heart, to a point he has almost stopped hurting so much. Bail had thought, briefly, during his last moments, that perhaps they could still meet before the very end, if he just hadn't already crossed over to where there was nothing left, but this-

This is an entirely different thing.

He needs to call Breha and tell her, he thinks, briefly, before he has to wonder if Breha remembers either. If it's really just him. That does make the most sense, as Bail is the one who had done all the mistakes, not Breha.

Perhaps he's in his thoughts for longer than he thinks he is, because suddenly the door is sliding open, and Fox is stumbling in, his hands already pulling his helmet off of his head.

"I'm here", he says. He's breathing hard, like he had just been running. "What's going on?"

"I'm not sure-" Sheltay starts, but Bail doesn't hear what she is saying. He stands up, and walks towards Fox. Fox, who is hurrying to put his helmet down on the desk, in order to get his hands free, and then walking towards him.

Bail looks at him as he walks. He remembers it all now, how Fox used to look back then during this time. The way his hair curls over his forehead, where the silver strands are on his temples, how his eyes shift from dark brown to golden when the sliver of sunlight from the window hits them just right. There are a few things missing, things that Bail knows only came later. The way his skin would be bruised just from pure exhaustion. The way he would be tense, even when he was trying to relax, just for a moment. This was, is, before all of that. This is before that one night, when everything had started to unravel. This is before Fox had started to cry himself to sleep every night, calling himself all the horrible names there existed in the Galaxy.

This is before all of that. Fox still looks just like he had when he had still looked at Bail and Breha with wonder in his eyes and a smile on his lips whenever they would say I love you.

He looks just as beautiful as Bail remembers.

Fox opens his mouth to say something, but he is so close already, and Bail cannot wait for anything. He pulls Fox into his arms and holds him, trying to feel him through the armor. He buries his face into Fox's neck, not caring about the cold, hard alloy of his pauldron digging into him, and thinks he can hear his heartbeat beneath the warm, tan skin.

There are hands on his back, then one at the back of his head.

"Bail?" He hears Fox's voice clearly from this close, even though he is speaking quietly, almost whispering. "Are you alright?"

Bail breathes in Fox's scent before answering, a mixture of regulation soap, bolt residue and armor polish and just him beneath it all.

"Yes."

"You're crying."

Oh. Bail lifts his face up, just a bit, and blinks. There are tears stuck to his eyelashes, heavy and warm, and he thinks he can see some having landed on Fox as well, if he looks closely enough.

"I'm sorry", he mumbles. It has been a while he has cried, or been overwhelmed like this. He had not given himself permission for being nothing else but calm, when he had heard about Leia being captured. He had not let himself cry when he had held Breha as they awaited for their death, no matter how much he had wanted to do so. Breha had needed him too much for him to fall apart even more.

"It's okay", Fox says. He is carding his fingers through Bail's hair. "What's going on?"

So much. So much is going on, and Bail doesn't know where or when to start.

He knows he needs to decide on those, sooner or later, but before any of that, he has one thing to say.

"I love you", he whispers against Fox's skin.

Fox stills, just for a moment, a moment long enough for Bail to wonder if the version of him Fox had known before in this time had even gotten to say it yet.

Then he continues, running his fingers up and down, his other hand on Bail's back holding onto him just a little tighter.

"I love you too", he whispers back. Bail closes his eyes.

When he opens them, he's ready to take on the Galaxy, once again.

#do you believe me if I say this was supposed to be just a short little snippet lmao #in the actual time travel fix-it idea I have in my head all three of them know and are aware #and the relationship is developing during the second life #but I wanted to write something where they were a thing before already and suddenly everybody is alive for one of them #I decided it was Bail's turn to cry lmao so he got picked for that role he deserves to be the babygirl for once #Fox and Sheltay are very concerned #but then Bail tells them that they gotta kill Palpatine and Fox is on board instantly #sw #tcw #my writing #ficlet #time travel au #one of a kind at least #Bail Organa #Commander Fox #bail/breha/fox #Sheltay Retrac

[themonopolyhat]

#star wars #the clone wars #commander fox #palpatine #shiv sheev 2k4ever #fox kills palps bc he hates him personally #my polls #man i don't know what to pick here either #the coruscant guard #fox deserves everything

[h4lftruths4ndhyperb0le]

The constant battle between acknowledging that the prequels + clone wars are a really good tragedy and beautifully sad and without them there wouldn’t be the events of the originals or Bad Batch, Andor, etc. versus pretending in my mind that Order 66 was stopped and the clones are free and Anakin and Padme raise their children and Obi-Wan is a supportive Uncle and gets a break for once in his life

#clone wars #star wars clone wars #star wars #order 66 #order 66 led to great material but at what cost #& fox got to kill palpatine for what he did to the coruscant guard #clone wars gave me emotional attachment to a bunch of clones #seriously though obiwan has no happy periods in life #he deserves the entire world #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #clones

[ashinaburrito]

The Three People Who Deserve To Kill Palpatine The Most

In no particular order

1. Mace Windu

He had the kill.

2. Commander Fox

He had to put up with Palpatine as his boss.

3. The Zillo Beast

No further explanation necessary.

#shitpost #or is it #mace windu #commander fox #zillo beast #star wars #star wars the clone wars #jedi #palpatine #darth sidious #the best sheev palpatine is a dead palpatine

[kanansdume]

#star wars #sheev palpatine #obi-wan kenobi #luke skywalker #leia organa #mace windu #yoda #darth maul #commander fox #arc trooper fives #padme amidala #agen kolar #saesee tiin #kit fisto #poll #polls

[quarra]

Commander Fox deserves to kill Palpatine, as a treat.

So here is a fic all about Fox trying his best to stab a bitch... and finally reaching his goal :D

#my fic #commander fox #star wars #i cackled writing this #thank goodness for my betas who chilled in the doc with me while i slammed this out in 3h #the clone wars #crack treated seriously

[blackkatmagic]

If Fox ever got trapped in a time loop, he would probably spend it killing Palpatine in new and interesting ways, napping, and finding a pretty jedi to fuck. On a good loop, he probably manages to pull off all three.

He deserves it, lbr.

#kat answers

[bananasofthorns]

Rating: Teen & Up Relationship(s): Fox & The Coruscant Guard, Fox & Feemor, Fox & Bly & Cody & Wolffe, Fox & Quinlan Vos Characters: Fox, Feemor, Background & Cameo Characters, Stone, Bly, Cody, Wolffe, Original Characters, Quinlan Vos Additional tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, except, Dead Sheev Palpatine, Force-Sensitive CC-1010 | Fox, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Hurt/Comfort, CC-1010 | Fox Dissociates, Healing Word & Chapter Count: 14,822 words, 5/9 chapters

“Why did you kill the Chancellor?”

He deserved it. He had to.

“Why did you have to?”

The Chancellor looked like a kind old man until he didn’t and Fox was spitting blood onto the plush red carpeting in his office. The Chancellor did not care about the Guard. The Chancellor didn’t care if they died or starved or were killed; worse than that, the Chancellor wanted them to suffer. He never said it, but Fox saw it in his eyes. He hated them.

Fox hated him.

He’ll say it this time: the Chancellor deserved to die.

“...Okay. This is all very important information, Commander Fox. Thank you.”

Commander Fox assassinates Supreme Chancellor Palpatine. The war ends. After that, all that's left to do is recover.

#commander fox #cc 1010 #star wars #the clone wars #coruscant guard #banana writes things #banana made a post #WOOOO finally starting to post this fic I'm hyped #this post will be updated w tags/word count as chapters are added #and new chapters will be in a reblog

[commanderfoxdeservesbetter]

Text:

[Dear Thorn,

This is by far the most stupidest thing I’ve ever done but my therapist recommended it so here I am. Writing a letter to a ghost that will never read this.

The war ended. About six months ago. The Jetti finally realized Palpatine was a Sith. He almost killed Rex. He did kill me but Quinlan revived me. I wish he didn’t but He’s a good friend. Things have been…not bad. I have a place of my own now. Well, kind of. I used to live with Quin but he’s—

I fucked up. Worse than I’ve ever done. The fight wasn’t supposed to get that bad. It was fine. He stepped in though and I-I couldn’t control it. This rage. I hurt him. I almost killed Fives. Again. He’s in a coma now. They don’t know when he will wake. If he will. His brother, Echo I think his name is, sits beside him most days. He’s almost always there every time I try to visit.

I think there’s something wrong with me. I thought maybe visiting would help but it hasn’t. Thorn I don’t care. I don’t…every time I look at him, I can’t bring myself to feel guilty, for any of it. It burns in my mind. If he never survived the first time, you would be here and now he’s in a coma—it feels like it’s deserved and I can’t stop thinking about it. And I know—

You wouldn’t have wanted that and I can’t help it and I’ve tried but I don’t know what to do. I was so sure that no matter what Chancellor Palpatine put me through, he could never strip me of my humanity. And I was fine after the war. Everything was fine. But then I saw him, laughing with his vod. And you’re dead. And I didn’t care. I almost killed him, Thorn.

I kept punching him. I couldn’t stop my fists from hitting his face over and over and over again. I didn’t want them to. He was hardly recognizable, had to be put in bacta for a week, and I still don’t care.

Am I human anymore? Is this what finally made me CC-1010?

Why did you die? Why did you leave me alone? Dammit, I can’t do this alone. I can’t do this. I don’t know how to be a vod, I can barely be a man.

Thorn, I just…

Please help me.

Fox CC-1010]

CC-1010 crumbled up the paper before smoothing it back out. There’s no reason to keep it.

Thorn’s never going to read it.

What’s the use of keeping it? He crumbles it further in his hand and it feels like a sin, like a damnation that he’s not saving it but what’s the use?

No one is going to read it.

CC-1010 won’t let them. He can’t let them. They can’t know he’s … that he’s not …

He leans his head against the table. Grits his teeth. When did pretending get so hard to do?

It should be easy. He’s pretended all throughout the war to his Vod’e that he’s fine. Nothing was wrong.

Why is it so hard now?

CC-1010 turns his head. Stares at the wall.

He should not be alone, he thinks. Almost snorts. He glances to his comm. Knows Cody is the only contact he has in there besides Quin.

He wonders … CC-1010 shakes his head.

No, no. If he was in Cody’s shoes, he wouldn’t want to hear from himself.

He’ll be fine. He always is.

Eventually.

#star wars #tcw #the clone wars #clone wars #commander fox #commander thorn #commander cody #therapy sessions with a fox #ehhh I wrote something cuz I was bored and then I changed it to fit an idea for the fic and then it got sad #and now here we are #mental instability #anger issues #Fox is unwell #arc trooper fives #mentioned

[kenobster]

Mostly to save myself some space on a post later, I'm gonna be anecdotal for a second and talk about my complicated feelings about Fox whump.

For context, I've actually enjoyed Fox whump on occasion. Recently, I even wrote a tiny bit of it. While I have not delved much into Fox fan creations (other than the fic This, too, was a gift, and my enjoyment this incredible fanart), I have, for a long time, been observing Fox fans & Fox spaces and noticing certain trends in the Fox & Corrie Guard fandom. Although Fox has about two minutes of screentime for the entirety of TCW (and never removes his helmet IIRC), fandom has expanded upon his character with an enormous amount of headcanon. To keep us all on the same page, I'd like to establish a baseline of my understanding of his character. For starters, people seem to characterize Fox as a good person but also (endearingly) a total trainwreck. He's someone who has made mistakes and done some not-so-great things, who huffs and haws and gripes and groans, but who eventually decides to do the right thing. Generally, Fox fans seem to agree that Palpatine is manipulative and abusive of him and the Corrie Guard, but they do tend to fall shy of acknowledging that Anakin was one of Palpatine's primary victims. In fact, despite the amount of attention Fox fans seem to devote to Obi-Wan (and Codywan as a ship), their headcanons leave Anakin mysteriously absent. At worst, the Fox fandom seems notoriously biased against Anakin and has characterized him in ways much worse than pre-O66 material actually shows him to be.

Normally, this kind of headcanoning wouldn't be an issue to me. As a writer of trashy noncon, I support the stance that every fan should be allowed to create, headcanon, and play as they wish in their fictional sandbox. In the case of Fox fanon, however, I have misgivings. These headcanons, characterizations, and portrayals of whump tend to usurp everything about Anakin's storyline and fill it with Fox instead. For a classic example, see this post's idea to put Fox in a situation practically identical to popular Darth Vader/Anakin fanlore. For another example, see this poll where Fox outscores everyone by a landslide on the matter of who deserves to kill Palpatine the most, a poll upon which Anakin doesn't even make the list. Additionally, see this popular post listing the top three characters who deserve to kill Palpatine, upon which Fox ranks No. 2 and Anakin isn't featured at all. That's Fox, a character with two minutes of screentime (much of which was spent killing Fives), versus Anakin, the protagonist of the PT and the character who actually killed Palpatine. Though only tangentially related, I've also seen fanart that paired a member of the Corrie Guard with Padme, Anakin's own wife! From where I'm standing, Fox and/or the Corrie Guard seems very much like a convenient substitute for the gaps made by tearing Anakin out of his own narrative.

In this sense, the existence of Fox fanon & whump is completely baffling to me. The PT and the OT (the most canonical of canon!) have already provided the exact character that Fox fans seem to crave. Anakin was the victim who was groomed, manipulated, and abused by Palpatine before and after Order 66. Anakin is the good person who made a terrible mistake, the one who huffs and haws and gripes and groans but does the right thing in the end. Anakin is a gift to those exact interests, and what did the Fox fandom do? They denied this gift so fiercely that they had to invent their own fanonical blorbo to take Anakin's place.

Time and time again, I've wondered what could possibly explain this. So far, my developing hypothesis does not bode well. Outside of fandom, society as a whole is currently cycling through another unmerciful and intolerant phase (i.e. cancel culture, purity culture, censorship, etc). It's true that people must face the consequences of their actions and that justice is incredibly important—but there's a fine line between justice and revenge, and an even finer line between preventative and punitive justice. Even the scummiest scum of the earth deserve to be treated humanely. For those who live in the United States, there's a reason the Bill of Rights contains the Eighth Amendment—the government's duty to protect its citizen from cruel and unusual punishment. The idea that it's morally acceptable to treat "evil people" (i.e. murderers, rapists, etc.) like dogshit while they are locked up and/or prevented from doing further harm is one core flavor of the the newest brand of purity culture, but this time it's being weaponized by extremists on the radical left.

Coupled with societal distate toward any villain perceived to be appealing to a young female audience (you know which villains I mean), this new brand of purity culture has invaded fandom spaces as well. In countless narratives, authors are denied or criticized for giving fictional villains redemption arcs. In countless posts, fans are denied or criticized for feeling sympathy toward the ways in which villains can be victims. In Star Wars specifically, a large portion of fandom refuses to acknowledge Anakin's suffering. They label him as evil from birth and/or puberty, and they feel little-to-no compassion for the ways in which he was abused and traumatized (see this post for further description of this subject). Some of fandom even demonizes people like me for not sharing their viewpoints.

It makes sense that people who have been swayed by this new wave of puritanical propaganda will attempt to nullify any morbid fascination they feel toward Palpatine's abuse of Anakin/Vader. Showing sympathy toward a child-killer could easily result in an uncomfortable level of cognitive dissonance, after all. Thus, my hypothesis is that fandom created a new blorbo to cope with their guilt-ridden interest in Anakin. They created a palatable blorbo. A blorbo who shares the same general vibes but has committed less atrocities and is, therefore, still "redeemable." A blorbo who, by virtue of being a fanon creation, is inaccessible to the misogynist disgust society holds toward well-known villains. In other words, I believe that Fox fanon sprung from people's inability to face their sympathy for Anakin—or rather their inability to face the fact that there is no simple answer to the overlap between villainy and victimhood. And now, because of that, we have Fox whump. We have Fox fans who are convinced that a character who shares many similar attributes was evil from birth and/or puberty.

Whether my hypothesis is true or false, I am well aware that there is nothing I can do about the existence of Fox fanon now. I have little interest in ridding the world of Fox fanon anyway... In actuality, I hope with all of my soul that my hypothesis is false. Why? Because if my hypothesis is true, then that's a problem. And it hasn't gone away. And it isn't going away. Regardless of whether we individually like Fox or not, I think it's incredibly important that we collectively reflect on this.

#anakin #anakin skywalker #darth vader #fox #commander fox #pro anakin #pro jedi #anti palpatine #palpatine #anakin & palpatine #kenobster opinions

[mock-arts]

For the @cloneshippingbigbang, squad 15

I Wear My Sunglasses at Night by Trillium Orchid

(This art also on ao3)

Rating: explicit

Word count: 15,900

Tags: Major Character Death, Tup, Dogma, Fives, Echo, Fox, Cody, Thorn, Thire, Stone, Major Character Death, Fox Kills Palpatine, Coruscant Sucks for Corries, Clone Troopers Deserve Better, Tup Lives, Dogma Lives, Fives Lives

Summary

Force Osik can make things difficult and decidedly strange. Sith versions of Cody, Fox, Thorn, Thire, and Stone get switched with the bodies of their alternate selves that are from a near cannon timeline… They decide to Help Things- and manage to kill the Chancellor. Meanwhile the vod’e that they switch with are trying to get back home and hop a few universes before getting switched back… after the Sith versions kill the Chancellor.

#csbb22 #star wars clone wars #cloneshipping #sith!AU #Star Wars #ensemble clone fic #big bang #commander fox #sith commander fox

[what-is-even-going-on-69]

Set to Stun by SleepingSun501: Fox doesn't remember killing Fives

We are drowning, there's no sign of land by I_love_my_dark_strange_son: The GAR submit false forms to the guard as a prank, which results into more work and Fox being punished. He tries to talk to his batchmates.

87 Complaints by Ptolemy25: Inspired by 'We are drowning, there's no sign of land'.

Forget my own name next by Ptolemy25: After using the chip too much Fox starts to forget his own name.

The Blood is Coruscant Red by darkstars12: After Palpatine used Fox's chip to often it starts to break down.

Et tu? by I_love_my_dark_strange_son: Even though Glade got assigned to the Coruscant Guard, he thought everything between his batchmates and him would be alright.

Nothing I Wouldn't Do by lilbuddyBD: Fox would do anything for his brothers. (There is rape in this, so if you don't like that, I just wanted to mention this.)

Comm-unication by Tereox_X: Fox finally gets his deserved sleep, but his commlink is constantly making noise. A shiny steals it and decides to tell, whoever is interrupting his commanders sleep, his honest opinion. The problem, he doesn't realize who he is writing. (Happy end)

Knew too much... by One_Real_Imonkey: Fox shoots Fives, but he doesn't die. Palpatine is not pleased.

To The Bone. by One_Real_Imonkey: Fox gets sent on a mission on an ice planet, but he doesn't have the right equipment.

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I got asked to link them, so here are some of my favorite angsty Coruscant Guard fanfiction, sadly I couldn't find every single one, but I hope you enjoy them anyway.

#star wars clone wars #commander fox #coruscant guard #fanfiction #angst #cc 1010 #hope you like them #tcw #stcw

[themonopolyhat]

(reblog to give mace more chances to kill palpatine enjoy himself)

#star wars #the clone wars #mace windu #my polls #personally i would give him all of the above #but it's a poll dear liza dear liza #also #shiv sheev 2k4ever

[batshieroglyphics]

[FIC] To Be Free Once More (That's Worth Fighting For) ~ Star Wars: Prequels ~ Fox/Obi-Wan ~ Mature ~ Ch 13/15

Title: To Be Free Once More (That's Worth Fighting For) Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Era Author: Batsutousai Rating: Mature Warnings: Alternate Universe, Qui-Gon survives, Jedi Shadow!Obi-Wan, Jedi culture positive, Coruscant Guard deserve better, clone trooper dehumanisation, institutional abuse, discrimination, learning to trust, Jedi and clone trooper relationships, strangers to friends to lovers, idiots in love, trans/nonbinary/agender clone troopers, trans/nonbinary/agender Jedi, character deaths (Palpatine, some Corries, offscreen Jedi OCs; more detail in notes of relevant chapters) Summary: As a Jedi Shadow, Obi-Wan hadn't expected to have much to do with the clone troopers. Until, suddenly, he does.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Dooku was kneeling on Garen's old pad, eyes slitting open to glance up at Obi-Wan in an almost careless manner, as if he couldn't sense his discontent and simmering anger through the Force. "Back, are you?" Dooku asked, tone acidic.

Obi-Wan hummed and stepped up to deactivate one wall of the cage, ignoring the sound of Stone's blaster whining as he primed it. He stepped into the cage, smiling grimly at the way Dooku blinked a few too many times in quick succession, the Force swirling with confusion.

Obi-Wan sat comfortably in front of his former grandmaster, pulled out the 'pad he'd picked up on his way to the cockpit, and turned it on, scrolling through to the list of orders on the chips before holding it over to Dooku.

He knew the moment Dooku reached order sixty-six, because his Force-presence drew inwards, tight and offended, with just a hint of gut-churning horror.

"Ever since I can remember," Obi-Wan said quietly, "I've had the same vision, over and over, of walking through the empty halls of Temple, filled with the absolute certainty that I was the only one left."

Dooku flinched, while the sound of plastoid striking plastoid came from behind him, grief and horror leaking into the Force from Stone.

Obi-Wan took the 'pad back from Dooku, who released it easily enough, and turned it off as he stood. "You have a choice, Count. You can stand back and sneer, watch as our family is wiped out, or you can throw your lot in with us and help us bury him. Undo some of the horror you've inflicted on the galaxy."

He left the cage and turned it back on. "We've still got another four days' travel for you to think about it."

They were nearly out of sight of the cage, when Dooku called, "Obi-Wan, he knows who you are, that you were the one to kill his former apprentice, not Qui-Gon. You're at the top of his kill list."

Stone took a step closer to Obi-Wan's back, the Force around him filling with protect-ours-never again.

"As far as he's concerned, I am dead," Obi-Wan pointed out, as much to Dooku, as a way to comfort Stone.

"Yes," Dooku agreed, something dark and gleeful unfurling in his Force-presence. "I do hope, Grandpadawan, that you get it on holo, when he realises you're still alive; I should very much like to see his frustration."

Read it on Archive of Our Own.

Help convince Dooku to turn on Palpafuckup by reblogging this post!

#foxwan #foxywan #pairing:Fox x Obi-Wan Kenobi #fandom:star wars #fic:To Be Free Once More (That's Worth Fighting For)

[vodika-vibes]

“Dooku calls Palpatine Master, and you're pretty sure it's an old person sex thing and you're really not interested in reading about it.

Maybe you can make Fox read the letters instead. Yeah. That's a great idea. If you have to be traumatized then so does Fox, that's the rule.”

Fox: . . .

PA: And that’s why I’m here!

Fox: *realizes that Palpatine is a Sith* It’s too early for this shit—

Yuu over here causing problems on accident, good thing that they have Fox to help them.

"Man, the Guard's new Bullpen is nice," Wolffe says as he walks through the clean halls, taking note of the large desks, and clearly comfortable chairs, and the improved armor that the vod'e are wearing, "They even have better armor than us? What the kriff?!" "Don't be jealous," Cody says, as he admires a pair of blasters a younger vod is meticulously cleaning, "They have to deal with a lot of shit, they deserve nice things." "Damn straight we do," Thorn says as he walks passed them while holding a personalized mug with some kind of spiced latte in it, and holding a very nice datapad in his other hand, "Hey Thire! Have you read the new Child Services policies-!" He shouts as he turns towards a door. "The Commanders even have their own offices-" Cody says, sounding awed as he follows Wolffe towards the door that clearly labeled 'Marshal Commander Fox, Coruscant Guard'. "You have your own office on the Negotiator." Wolffe reminds his brother. "Yeah, but I don't have an office in the Barracks." Cody enters the code to Fox's door (the same door code he always uses, you'd think that he'd know better-) and steps into the office. Yuu is sitting in one of the cozy chairs, using a glue gun to repair something on their boots, while Fox has his face buried in his hands. His gaze locked on a bedazzled datapad laying on his desk. "Yuu, sweetling, how far back do these messages go?" Fox asks, sounding pained. "Years." Yuu replies as they hold up their boot, eye it critically, and then go back to bedazzling their boots. "I think the earliest message I found was 11 years ago. When I was still a kid." "You are still a kid." Fox grumbles. "I'm older than you." They yelp as Fox throws a stress ball at them. "Only in terms of years you've physically lived," Fox says, "Stars, Yuu, how have you not been killed yet?" Yuu grins at Fox, "Didn't you know? I'm a vapid child who only cares about fashion." They hold up their boot, "Should I add more gemstones?" "No." Fox says, his gaze finally flickering to his brothers. "You're right. I should definitely bedazzle the entire thing." Yuu muses, before they turn their head to the door, "Your brothers are here." "Thank you, I never would have noticed." "Then it's a good thing I'm here to help point out the obvious." "Get out of my office." "I'm not wearing shoes, and you have my datapad. So I'm staying." "...are we interrupting?" Wolffe asks dryly. "No," Yuu chirps. "Yes." Fox bites out at the same time. And then they share a look. "Yes," Yuu corrects with a peaceful smile. "No." Fox says at the same time. "...should we leave so you can work out your story?" Cody asks.

#star wars #star wars au #PA AU