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alamogirl80 · 5 months
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So… remember a really long time ago I had this Fox/Vos Hades and Persephone AU idea?
Fox - King of the UnderWorld with the Clones (not dead just forbidden from the Above)
Vos - One of the few remaining Knights of the Mother (Earth, Creation goddess, Gaia etc)
The Emperor(Palps) of the Above gave The Knight to the King of the Underworld to appease him (and keep Fox’s from messing up his eeevil plans on earth for all humans Above, because Fox and his army of millions can and will fuck shit up)
The Knight isn’t amused with the arrangement. Neither is the Underworld’s King.
No one is surprised by this.
But they’ll need each other in order to stop the emperor and maybe save both their worlds.
So.. yeah. I finally felt like finishing this art to go with the idea.
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catboydogma · 4 months
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envie si grande et menaçante
grandiose - pomme
wc: 4,475
notes: the long-awaited vox fic for @meerlichtz :) this has been in my drafts for so long that i think it put me on (semi-unintentional) hiatus. yes, this fic is quite possibly the reason why i've written .2 fics for the last 32 years. regardless despite all the horrors i had a ton of fun writing this and hope u enjoy meer :)
summary: one Jedi Shadow Quinlan Vos gets stuck in the Coruscant Guard's medbay recovering from a mission gone meiloorun-shaped. This goes about as well as expected.
“You are not allowed to die on me,” Fox snarled, reining in the urge to shake the Jedi by the fronts of his tabards. For General Gallia to leave Fox to babysit this asshat and then have this asshat die on him was unconscionable. Fox had never failed a mission objective in his life, and he wasn’t about to let some muscle-headed Jedi change that. 
“Me?” Vos grinned. His teeth were stained pink with claret; Fox could see it foaming at the corners of his mouth, lips and tongue a ruddy crimson with it. “Why would I die when I have so many better things to be doing on you?”
Mission parameters could be flexible. Surely General Gallia wouldn’t mind that much if Vos disappeared—quietly—discreetly—
“Whoops. Now that’s a scary face.” Vos mimed zipping his lips shut. The effect was only partially ruined by the tremor in his hands, now getting worse.
“Shut up.” Fox leaned even more of his weight into the hands keeping pressure on Vos’ abdomen and ribs, ignoring Vos when he wheezed something about his ribs. A few cracked ribs wouldn’t kill the Jedi, but the hole in his chest would, even if the blaster shot had only just missed his lungs. “Medevac, ETA?”
“Closing in on your location now,” Thire reported. “Hold your position.”
“It’s worse than it looks,” Vos said airily.
“Commander Thire can be the judge of that.” Fox felt his lips draw back in a near-unconscious snarl but he kept his hands and voice steady. There was no telling how fragile a natborn could be, even one with Jedi capabilities and training.
“Commander Thire is calling bullshit on that, unless the blood loss is starting to affect the good General’s vision.” Thire arrived with two full squads of backup: he and another Corrie medic dropped to their knees beside Vos, ushering Fox out of the way as Fox started to direct cleanup efforts.
This Jedi had an uncanny ability for making situations devolve before Fox’s very HUD. General Gallia had left on a relief mission to the Outer Rim yesterday, at which point Fox had met her temporary replacement—one Knight Vos, Jedi Shadow and relentless flirt. From what limited intelligence Fox had managed to gather, Vos was conducting covert ops on Coruscant, which made it convenient for him to be stationed at the CGHQ with the Guard. He’d gone out at some point last night for what he’d cited to be “super top-secret party business,” missed his early morning check-in, and turned up two klicks from HQ mid-afternoon sans four pints of blood. Fox recalled the squads he’d sent out in search of Vos after he’d missed check-in, sent another to scour the area for traces of Vos’ attackers, and ignored the increasingly amused conversation Thire was having with the Jedi behind him.
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commanderfoxtheshield · 4 months
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Opening 2024 with Quinlan and Fox at the club!
(commissions are open! Hmu at [email protected] for more information)
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hawthornsword · 4 months
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Nothing Between Us But Light?
Bestest of besties. Sister of my heart. You know very fucking well that this behemoth has very nearly not been touched since its conception last year because my desire for this story currently outstrips my ability to write it. But that's what I get for putting it on the list I suppose, so. Very well. For you:
Commander Fox had never met Quinlan Vos when the Jedi shadow brought proof that Palpatine was the Sith. They brought him down together. Now Quinlan is missing, and Fox is slowly falling in love with the traces of the man he finds while he tries to bring him home.
Fox was staring into space, sitting on the couch in Quinlan’s apartment when the door opened. He couldn’t muster the energy to look and see who it was. He’d already given up on it being Quinlan. “Oh. Hello Commander Fox,” said a soft feminine voice. Secura then. Quinlan had been her master; it made sense she’d come here. “Have you heard from Quinlan?” “No. You?” he asked. “Me neither,” she sighed. Fox felt the couch dip beside him and glanced over as an arm went around him. Bly. Secura started making tea in the kitchen. “Doing alright, vod?” Bly asked. Fox shrugged. “Fine. Just tired.” “Yeah.” The soft clink of teaware was the only sound, and soon Fox could identify the familiar scent of the smoky tea Quinlan always smelled of. “Didn’t realize you were close with Vos,” Bly said after a minute. “I’m not.” They'd only known each other a few weeks. “It’s amazing how some things just have a way of bringing people together,” Secura said as she sat the tea tray down on the table in front of them. She carefully poured three cups. “Things. Like killing Sith.” “Exactly like that,” Secura said with a smile. “It’s how Obi-Wan and Anakin and Padme all met too.” “Mm, she loves telling that story,” Fox said with a small smile over his teacup. “Skywalker sounds like a cute kid. Wonder what happened?”  A laugh punched out of Bly’s chest and Secura giggled. “Quinlan was almost on that mission too,” she said. “He was on Tatooine at the time, but he couldn’t break cover to help them. I was thinking I’d get in touch with some of his contacts there, and elsewhere, to see if they’ve seen him.” Fox said nothing. Quinlan was gone, disappeared like the Shadow he was, and the Jedi were barely putting in a cursory effort to find him so far. Would his former padawan do more? She had plenty to keep her busy, and happy as well, going by the way she and Bly looked at one another. “And you’re welcome to stay here as well. Quinlan won’t mind at all,” she said. There were a lot of Vode staying in the temple, it turned out. The Jedi had opened their home to them completely. The place was huge, with hundreds of lower levels, as if it grew with Coruscant itself.  Bly told Fox where to find the Quartermaster - where he was supposed to have gone when he was released from the Halls of Healing, but he found himself slicing into Quinlan’s apartment instead - so he could get anything he needed, including a room assignment. He got a change of clothes, soft beige linen, but nothing else. One of the Guard would bring him blacks and armor as soon as he commed them anyway.  He took Secura at her word and stayed in Quinlan’s place. He slept on the couch despite Secura assuring him he could use the bedroom. She and Bly visited every day, but they didn’t comment on this. Eventually he bumped into Rex in the halls of healing and experienced a moment of blind panic thinking his vod'ika was injured. Fox hadn't heard he was back from Anaxes. Rex was fine though, if surprised at Fox pulling him into a crushing hug. He hadn't seen him since then ordeal with Ahsoka. Rex introduced him to his ARCs Fives, Tup, and Echo. The same Echo Ahsoka had been so torn up over losing at the Citadel. “It’s a miracle he survived,” Fives had said, pulling Echo close against him. “One I’m grateful for every day.” Later, back in the apartment, on Quinlan’s couch, Fox thought about that. About miracles, and Rex believing in the impossible enough to go on a wild goose chase for Echo. He commed General Secura. “Let me help you find Quinlan,” Fox said immediately when she answered. Secura smiled at him. She smiled a lot. “Of course. I was hoping you would say that.” 
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bilbosmom-belladonna · 4 months
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Last Line Challenge
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 
Thank you for the tag, @lyntergalactic! You'd think that publishing over 90K words of Quinlan/Fox this month for Clone Bang would be enough for me but apparently I'm a glutton for punishment. I've decided to write something short for @foxquinweek, so naturally it's over 2500 words already. Brevity? Never met her.
“I’m Niko, by the way,” Quinlan introduced himself. “Since we keep running into one another.” The clone glanced over at him, then back at the skylane. “I’m… Kit,” he replied slowly.  Quinlan smiled. He would bet ten thousand credits that that was not this man’s name, but he hadn’t been expecting that sort of savvy out of a clone. Clever boy. “Nice to meet you, Kit,” Quinlan said pleasantly.  “Likewise,” Kit replied gruffly.
I'm going to avoid tagging anyone specifically since I just did one of these, but if you see this and want to play, have at it!
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Aubade for the word prompt please! Also maybe angst for the genre?
Hope your day/night is going well! 💙
Okay so I didn’t know the meaning of this word (love learning about new words I don’t know!) so here’s the definition to help y’all out as well
Aubade: a song sung in the morning (dawn/daybreak) by a departing lover to their partner; also known as a song or poem about departing lovers at dawn
In modern times though, the word has shifted to just being a song/poem appropriate for the early morning (but that’s lame!! So I’m not doing that)
“-And when I finally get the chance
I’ll hold you close in a slow dance
And tear apart this cursed distance
With whispered vows and golden bands.”
Quinlan sung the last verse of the aubade to the love of his life, fiddling with a tiny black box. He opens it up and asks the question he’s been holding in for three long years; however, no response is given from the newly put headstone of Commander Fox.
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womp-womp-chomp-chomp · 6 months
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Tag yourself, I’m anakin
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maybe-murphy · 11 months
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Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm finishing uni and between writing a thesis and studying for the exams I have very little time and energy.
I also wanted to say thank you to everyone who leaves notes in the tags for me to find, I see them and they give me little boosts of happiness every time <3
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Fox after reading his nth xenophobic death threat: Civvies are getting lazy with their death threats just bland 'You'll never find the body meat droid' is such a boring threat. A better threat would be "You'll never stop finding the body"
Thorn, equally bored: Or just say "They'll be finding parts of you for at least four months...and you'll still be alive for three of them"
Fox: Now that's a threat!
Quinlan sitting up: Do you guys need therapy
Fox: Just another day as a Corrie guard
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morgan-n-cheese-91 · 2 months
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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
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varpusvaras · 1 month
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Obi-Wan: -and then I think we should...hold on a minute, Cody, Quinlan is calling me...what is it, Quin?
Quinlan: Hi, Obes! And Commander Cody! Just the man I wanted to see! I want to make a complaint about your brother
Cody: ...which one of them?
Quinlan: Oh you know exactly which one of them I'm talking about!
Cody: *sigh* what did Fox do this time?
Quinlan: He fined me! Because I gave my boyfriend a hickey!
Cody: ...what?
Quinlan: Yes! Thorn and I were making out and I gave him a hickey and it was a bit too high because apparently your brother could see it underneath his blacks, so he fined me for "Defacing Republic Property"!
Cody: .......and what do you want me to do about it?
Quinlan: I don't know, you're the Marshal Commander here!
Cody: Yes, and I have enough to do with being the Marshal Commander of the 7th Sky Corps, the Capital is not my area of responsibility. You need to take this up with the Commanding Officer of Coruscant
Quinlan: ......but that's your brother.
Cody: Exactly! Goodbye *cuts the call for Obi-Wan* Now where were we?
Obi-Wan: ....you know that I love you?
Cody: Yes.
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cc1010fox · 9 months
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Cody: Let's change the subject. Fox can't participate in the conversation because he doesn't have a Jedi. Fox: What do you mean? I have a Jedi. Rex: My Jedi isn't yours just because he spends too much time around the Senate. Fox: I'm not talking about your crazy Jedi. Wolffe: So you're serious? You have a Jedi? Bly: Since when does the Coruscant Guard have a Jedi? Fox: Since I arrested him. Cody: Wait...Fox, no. Rex: Huh? Fox: He hasn't left since. Wolffe: You arrested a Jedi? Wouldn't that be a Sith? Fox: No, he's a Jedi. He's an idiot Jedi, but he's a Jedi. Bly: So, wait, let me get this straight...You arrested a Jedi, that Jedi won't leave you alone now...so you're keeping him like a stray tooka? Fox: Yes. Cody: Fox, please. Rex: Who is this Jedi? Fox: Quinlan Vos. Cody: I'm leaving Coruscant.
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bon-sides-sw · 1 month
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Younger Days before Uni
You need to read @babygirlbridger 's Jangobi fic (E) too to see how Obi got into that situation :3
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nhyhu · 3 months
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@foxquinweek day 1 : Royalty AU
fox being flustered bc of quinlan is so !!!!
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mrsfeiix · 1 year
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*Quinlan vos tries to enter Fox’s office but is stopped by thorn*
Thorn: sorry sir but Commander Fox is busy at the moment.
Vos: Oh please what could he possibly be doing in there that is deemed busy?
Fox:
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bilbosmom-belladonna · 3 months
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Chapters: 15/15 Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox/Quinlan Vos, CC-2224 | Cody & CC-1010 | Fox, CC-1010 | Fox & Clone Commander Thorn Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Quinlan Vos, CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clone Commander Thorn (Star Wars), Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Original Characters Additional Tags: Mystery, Action/Adventure, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Explicit Language, Quinlan Vos is a Little Shit, POV CC-1010 | Fox, CC-1010 | Fox-centric, CC-1010 | Fox is So Done, Coruscant Guard (Star Wars), Strangers to Lovers, Slow Burn, Psychometry, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Planet Coruscant (Star Wars), Coruscant Underworld (Star Wars), Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Additional Warnings In Author's Note Summary:
Most people living in the upper levels of Coruscant didn't give much thought to what happened to their trash. But when trillions of people are living on top of one another it builds up fast. The privileged probably assumed it was burnt or buried or shipped off to some other planet. The truth was, when trash has nowhere left to go, it doesn't disappear. It simply stops being trash and becomes something else. Part of the landscape, a feature, a landmark. Eventually, even the ground underfoot.
The detritus of a thousand generations, discarded and crushed and compressed until eventually it was indistinguishable from the intentional structures around it. Coruscanti schist, the bedrock of the planet. The present and the future built on the bones and middens of the past.
So when Fox said Coruscant was a city built on its own filth, he meant it literally.
 When a handful of clones unexpectedly attack their Jedi, Commander Fox is tasked with clearing their names before "justice" is served. He and his reluctant partner, the peculiar Jedi Quinlan Vos, pursue their investigation deep into Coruscant’s underworld.
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It’s finally finished! The final chapter is now up! I hope you’ll check this story out if you haven’t yet, it was a lot of fun to write. And a lot of work, mysteries are no joke! 
Many thanks again to my wonderful @clonebang teammates, @sankt-jesper and @flowerparrish, for their awesome art and podfic for this fic! Please be sure to check out their contributions here and here on Ao3 and give them some love! And thanks to the awesome mods for putting the event together!
Is there more Fox/Quinlan to come from me? Eventually! But I’ve got a fic queue as long as my arm and while I’ve got more ideas for these two, it will probably be a while before I get back to them. Right now I’m working on a bunch of fics for Waxer*Boil Month in March 2024, so stay tuned!
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