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ofteasandherbs · 2 days
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Oh Foxy Foxy Fox..
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keldabekush · 2 days
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Trooper Snapchat shenanigans. Fox and the Corrie tooka, Major General. Fox is doing the worst anyone has ever done on prescribed painkillers. Stone documents.
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varpusvaras · 1 day
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Fox: Bly, we need to talk
Fox: I've noticed that lately, you've been acting....strange
Fox: You've been smiling more. You're not as mean as you were before. You actually talk to people now and not just glare at them
Fox: This all started after you met General Secura, so I have a strong reason to suspect that she is behind all of this
Bly: Fox, General Secura is a fine General and a good person-
Fox: Shut up and listen to me, this is a serious intervention. We need to do something before it's too late. You're turning into something I would never wish for anyone to be
Fox: A Simp.
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stealthetrees · 19 hours
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I think it would be neat if Fox found out about Palpatines plans to make Anakin evil. He would totally use anakin as a hostage to negotiate human rights for him and his brothers. I bet he could even drag Rex into it.
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eomereadig · 3 days
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Snippet: "I don't want to do this anymore."
For the @whumpril prompt 'stoicism breaks'
Fandom: Star Wars
Pairing: Commander Fox & Commander Cody
Rating: M
Tags: panic attacks, anxiety, corporal punishment, hurt/comfort, Cody is a good brother, angst, Fox needs a hug
Full fic now avaliable here
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“Oh, Fox, what happened?” That had the other commander looking at him sharply. 
“I have everything in hand here, Sir.”
A polite way of asking him to leave. With anyone else, Cody would have done so, respecting their right to privacy, but this was Fox - his closest batchmate. 
He opened his mouth to argue back in that equally polite, passive-aggressive tone that all Commanders seemed to possess, but was stopped when Fox let out a wheezing gasp.
“Thire!” 
Fox reached out towards the other Commander, Thire, with shaking, clammy hands that Thire dutifully took into his own once again, even as he shot Cody a glare. 
“I don’t want to do this anymore.” Fox declared, eyes darting around blindly in his wild panic, voice wobbling precariously in a way that had Cody’s heart clenching in despair for him. “Please don’t make me, I can’t do this anymore!” It was all too clear that wherever Fox was, it wasn’t in the present. 
“Hush now,” Cody was moving in to comfort the other before his mind had caught up with it, paying no heed to Thire who looked as if he wanted to bite Cody’s head off. “Thire and I will keep you safe.” He might not have known Thire, but that fact enough was plain to see. 
Fox only blinked rapidly, more fat tears rolling down his cheeks, but gave no indication he’d heard. 
Thire nodded along, seemingly having reached the decision that Cody could be trusted with this. He began to talk in that low, soothing tone again. Cody reckoned that if he’d been in Fox’s place, that alone would have been a real comfort. Thire had a knack for this, it seemed. 
Humming affirmatively in all the right places but otherwise not interfering too much, Cody took the opportunity to take in Fox’s appearance, to really take it in now that his original shock had worn off. 
He’d lost weight since Cody’s last visit - that was the first thing he noticed. Fox’s cheeks were all but hollow, gaunt with dark shadows beneath his eyes that he knew from experience would take more than one good night’s sleep to vanquish. His hair hung in a limp, greasy mess, partially obscuring his eyes and Cody spied a large bruise forming along his jaw, more in the shape of a boot than a fist. 
Had Fox been kicked in the head?
Cody doubted he’d get an answer any time soon, but what he saw still concerned him. Bruise aside, it was clear that Fox hadn’t been taking care of himself. For as long as Cody had known him, he’d prided himself on his neat and proper appearance. To have let such a thing slip spoke of a much deeper issue than Cody had time to rectify. 
Despite his best efforts, Fox made a desperate clutch at Thire again, apparently blind to the fact that he was already grasping both of the other man’s hands tightly. 
“I don’t want to do this anymore.” He repeated as if it were the only thing he remembered how to say. 
“I know… But you’re doing so well, I promise. “Just try to focus on my breathing.” Thire began to take in deep, exaggerated breaths and Cody was once again made aware of how practised it seemed, as if Thire had done this a thousand times. But why would he need to in the guard? It was well known how safe and relatively stress free the battalion’s posting was.
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jazzpsych · 1 day
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“I don’t want to give this one up. It’s been mine for years.”
I own myself, he means. I own myself and no one can take that away. Fox had thought that too, once.
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All of the credit for the inspiration, quotes, and references in this piece goes to the wonderful @blackkatmagic !
If you haven’t already read their incredible fic Cor Cordium I can’t stress how much you are missing out. This story struck such a powerful chord in me, especially as a queer person who had a long journey to find their own name. Reading a story filled with such vivid descriptions of nature, fascinating mystery, sharp humor, and soft moments, was such a genuine pleasure.
I wish I had enough hours in the day to draw all the inspiration I get from reading their works, but for now I will do my best to fulfill it one page at a time.
Thank you so much Blackkat for sharing your writing with us!!
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saw this on instagram. and uh. commander fox. to me.
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frostbitebakery · 3 months
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“Dear Force,” he prays. Threatens. He’s arriving at the bargaining stage from left to catch it off guard. “Have I not suffered enough?”
“Mrrrrp!”
“Quiet over there, I’m trying to reach a mystical entity.”
“Myam!”
“Thanks, Ponds. Knew I could count on you.”
Sitrep. Cody’s currently trying to take a nap. It is not going well.
“Why didn’t you turn into shrimp or something easy,” he mutters, shoving the pillow up with his shoulder.
He’s had an incredibly long night in the Jedi Archives trying to help find texts that might help his batchmates turn back into the humanoid assholes they are.
“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.”
“Watch the hair, Wolffe.”
Wolffe chooses to ignore him, naturally. He continues impersonating a broken speeder and kneading Cody’s head.
Bly is— “Meep!” - still stuck behind Cody’s back.
Right. Nap.
His head kind of slumps back with the sigh, the stress flowing out of his shoulders like water down a stream—
There’s a rustling. One of them jumps on the couch, it seems.
Silence.
Cody deigns to open one eye and watches as Ponds drags a Jedi robe onto the backrest before nesting in it in quick, efficient moves.
“Is that General Windu’s,” he asks as if he actually wants to know.
As an answer he gets a stuck up tail and a frankly unnecessary view of his brother’s butthole before limbs, tail, and head are tugged into the fluffy ball of fur.
Alright. Time to close his eyes again.
Crossing his arms, he wriggles around until he’s - “Meep?!” - comfortable. Wolffe is still kneading, Bly is fighting a cushion, Ponds is living Cody’s dreams by being asleep and snoring—
“If you stick your tongue into my ear again, I’ll shoot you into orbit, Fox.”
“Rrya?”
“Yeah yeah, come here, you fool.”
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cabbagege · 6 months
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ofteasandherbs · 1 day
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Hello there!!!
I seem to have some time and I’d love to work with some of you!
I’m opening up 3 slots right now, more depending on what gets picked! Have to admit, try to stay in the fantasy/ dnd/ Star Wars realm!
Looking forward to working with you! Dm me for inquiries!
Tea🍵
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terapsina · 1 year
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Please explain your reasoning in the tags and may the Force be with you.
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amikoroyaiart · 1 month
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I missed my favourite Coruscant Guards so here is Thorn and Fox!
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chiliger · 8 months
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See what Fox doesn’t remember is that it was his idea.
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dragon-subway · 2 months
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Average day with the coruscant guard
quick n silly inspired by this post and @//ddeck’s tags on it
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ominouspuff · 3 months
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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)
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keldabekush · 6 days
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He tries to make the weekly debrief fun
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