#cc-1010 fox

[therealdaddyvulture]

I made art for an unposted chapter of the long way home, which is a time-travel fic.

Inspiration: Icarus | Bastille

[llamaal]

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda (Star Wars), Bail Organa, Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Padmé Amidala, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Order 66 (Star Wars), CC-1010 | Fox Needs A Hug, Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, CC-1010 | Fox-centric, Canon-Typical Violence, Not quite a fix-it, Hopeful Ending Summary:

Fox has had his chip activated countless times in his time under Palpatine's authority. Order 66 one just one time too many.

[jakaylaharris15]

Fox stole a WHAT?? By OysterTori

Summary:

Now this is a story all about how Fox's life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right thereI'll tell you how Fox became the most wanted man on Coruscant.

[tobinyama]

finally a sketch for foxtober, bless this man

[haltiamieli]

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hi again i have 0 impulse control, have a “relationship version of the spacecraft crash in the alt image 1″ @codex-week continues to bring me joy and like damn everyone is making cool stuff for it. hard recommend from me.

[ivoris-just-smile-and-laugh]

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Qui-Gon Jinn, Padmé Amidala, Minor Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Dark, Minor Character Death, Order 66 Aftermath (Star Wars), Alternate Universe - Serial Killers, Star Wars Rare Pairs Exchange 2020, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Sith magic, Clone Trooper Inhibitor Chips (Star Wars), Mental Health Issues, Qui-Gon Jinn Lives, Kinda, Anti-Jedi Sentiments (Star Wars), Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior Summary:

Nothing is left to hold Fox back, there's no reason not to make a deal. Not to try again.

[kaijusplotch]

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Hey look i couldn’t wait to post teh Epilogue! XD

[marloviandevil]

Ghost

Because @pumpkin-lith and @shadow-spires are having their angst war, I ended up being a collateral victim. As such, an idea sprang to life. Here it is. Directly inspired by @pumpkin-lith‘s fic “Empty chairs at empty tables”.  My thanks to them, and to @thebisexualmandalorian and @kristsune for their help and encouragement.  This fic is also available on AO3.  Title: Ghost Summary:  After a long, exhausting day, Commander Fox goes back to 79's to unwind, as he always does.

He walked through the streets like a ghost would old ruins. But these ruins are but a year - or five or ten - old. The same path he always took. Twisting and winding down to the mid-levels. Reaching the same place as ever. His body on autopilot. He was so tired. It had been a long day, and he wanted it to be over already.

Pushing the door, the blast of sound, and music, and lights - laughter, glasses on trays or put on tables. Home. He was greeted by the staff. After all, he owned the place. In part. Part of it was given to a shareholder he knew, someone he knew he could trust - the staff themselves. Because nothing prevented him from doing so. Surrounded by his vode. He spotted Rex and Cody, and maybe they would join them later. He recognized Pack members, even the young one they had retrieved on Coruscant. Comet was stappled to his side.

He reached his usual spot. Wolffe was not here yet, but he would be. For now he was content, observing his vode, this safehouse where they were free - freer at least. Free to laugh, and dance, and drink, and kiss, and fuck - and love, he thought, when Wolffe came up the stairs with a glass. Smiling, and it made the weariness fall from his shoulders, the tiredness… He smiled back. Wolffe smiled so rarely. He would treasure it, like everything about this man that he had fallen for so unexpectedly.

Wolffe setting the glass down.

“You alright, boss?” The words were wrong, the voice was wrong - Wolffe’s but the intonation- the question repeated, the voice further away from Wolffe’s.

The illusion fell away before his eyes, smoke falling back to the darkness and Silais was before him. Pain rose in his chest with the helpless keen that he tried to keep inside. He barely noticed he could not breathe. The sounds were the same but there were no vode. Natborns, Imps, all that crowd but none of them. Wolffe was gone. Missing, they said, and no matter how much he had looked. Wolffe was gone. And so was Rex. And Cody… Cody was gone too. The emperor made an example. Such was the fate for those who failed. And Rex had not been there, and Fox had been but he could not have reached for him and the only ones that had remained were Shot and Stone and him. No more.

He was alone, and so cold, breathing but dead. And what he would not give to have that again. Even the illusion and the ghosts - the shadow of warmth. In a world that was no longer his.

He shook his head, he could not speak. He could not- he rose. Said something about an envelope and a key in his office. Numb. The floor shaking. His hands unsteady. Back to his room, heaving breaths, not enough oxygen.

Curled on the bed. His bed. Their bed. And the soundproof walls, and the noises of Coruscant drowned the excruciating wail of the last of his kind as each ghost and illusion fell from him day after day taking bits of his soul with them each time. Until nothing was left. An ashen husk of a man drawing breath only because he did not have the will to force his body to stop.