Uhh long time no post? Have an art Dump of Foxglove and Sil(he's @adhd-coyote s oc)
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Uhh long time no post? Have an art Dump of Foxglove and Sil(he's @adhd-coyote s oc)
🎲 you already know why Im here. Dealers choice for Sil if you would <3
I expected nothing less, beloved ;3
For those who may not know, Commander Sil and CMO Foxglove are mine and Spoon's ocs, respectively. They're a lovely couple <3
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"Oh, good, you're here."
Sil didn't even get a moment to process who had spoken before he was dragged into medbay. The Corrie who'd grabbed him let go and shoved him in the direction of Foxglove.
"They need a break. I don't care if you have to drag them out of here."
The Corrie medic was gone before Sil had a chance to reply. He shook his head, amused, and made his way over to his riduur. He didn't bother announcing himself; Foxglove always knew when he was there.
Sure enough, they didn't even turn to look as he approached. "Hey, Sil. Sorry, gimme just a minute, I'm almost done with this."
Sil hummed, wrapped his arms around their waist, and tucked his chin over their shoulder to see the datapad they were typing on. "What are you working on?"
"Supplies. Last riot was a bad one, put too big a dent in what we’d stocked up. I gotta make sure we can stretch what we have ‘till our next restock."
"Hmm." Sil nosed at their neck. "Sounds like something that can be done in your bunk."
"I'm almost done."
Sil huffed. "Yeah, you said that. My statement stands. Your medics are about two seconds away from dragging you out themselves. So, either you come quietly, or your medics are gonna cause quite the disturbance."
He couldn't see their face, but Sil knew Foxglove had rolled their eyes. "You drive a hard bargain. Fine. Lead the way."
"Gladly." Foxglove's long hair tickled Sil's nose as he pressed a kiss behind their ear. Using the distraction that caused, he plucked the datapad from their hands, and half-sauntered away, shooting a smirk over his shoulder. Foxglove snorted and trotted after him, making a grab for the 'pad. Sil held it out of their reach.
"Mir'sheb."
"Uh-huh. You can have it back once we're in bed. If you still want to work when we get there."
Foxglove's eyes sharpened. "Oh, I'll show you work."
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I adore these two, and I love writing them
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I'm back with more SilverFox art
As always Commander Sil is @adhd-coyote 's child and CMO Foxglove is my own
Featuring Commander Sil, Captain Badger, and @sage-does-art-sometimes’s Corrie CMO Foxglove
⛑️ for Sil :>
⛑️ - Some tender first aid
You're just trying to get some Foxglove/Sil content outta me, huh vod? Well good news, cause that's exactly what I'm giving you <3
Sil wasn't entirely sure how he'd gotten here, sitting in the Corrie medbay while their CMO simultaneously treated and berated him. Actually, he did know. He hadn't hidden his limp well enough, and Foxglove had seen right through him and dragged him in for treatment, grumbling and glaring the whole way. "The hell was your CMO thinking, letting you down here with this injury?" Their voice was harsh, but their hands were nothing but gentle as they rolled up the leg of his blacks to get a better look at his ankle. It was a little swollen, just sprained, but Foxglove was glaring like Sil's injury had personally offended them. It was... kind of endearing. Oh, right, he should probably defend his CMO to save him from Foxglove's wrath. "Bubbles didn't know. The last campaign used a lot of our medical supplies; I was gonna get it treated once we'd restocked today." Foxglove softened, but their scowl didn't disappear. "Well, that's more reasonable than some excuses I've heard. But it's still stupid." They rummaged through their medkit and pulled out gauze and a hypospray. "An injection and a wrap will do. Shouldn't take too long to heal. But you aren't leaving this medbay till I clear you, understand?" Sil huffed, amused, but nodded. "Sir, yes, sir." Foxglove glared at him. "Keep being sassy and I might keep you here for the entirety of your leave." Sil... wouldn't mind that, actually. Not if Foxglove would be around the whole time. He blushed and mentally shook away the thought. "Understood. I'll be a good patient." He offered a smile and, without thinking, winked. He could have sworn he saw Foxglove's cheeks flushing before they returned their attention to his injury. "Yeah, yeah. I'm sure you will, Silver. Now shut up and let me treat you."
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Another of Foxglove and Sil! They are rotating in my head currently
We both know why I'm in your askbox
Sil with either 👋 or 🥰
One SilverFox snippet coming right up, beloved!
✋ - A hand carding gently through their hair
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Sil hadn't been this relaxed in far too fucking long. Since the last time he'd been on Coruscant, really.
It wasn't Coruscant that relaxed him. Hell no. No, it was what was on Coruscant. One specific thing- one specific person.
"Who knew, the big, scary, stick-up-the-ass Commander of the 193rd is actually just a tooka in clone armor?"
Sil grumbled unintelligibly, but didn't feel like putting in the effort to fix Foxglove with a glare. They were immune to his glares anyways.
"A biiiig tooka who melts as soon as someone gives him pets."
Sil grumbled again. He couldn't find the will to complain more than that. Not with Foxglove's fingernails delicately scratching at his scalp as they carded their fingers through his hair in a slow, steady rhythm. Hells, he was pretty sure he wouldn't even be able to open his eyes if he tried. But he didn't feel like trying anyways.
"Gods, they've been working you to the bone, huh?" Foxglove's chest rumbled under Sil's cheek. He hummed, an agreement. "You can sleep if you need to, love. I'll keep the watch for ya."
That sounded nice. Sil yawned, buried his face further into Foxglove's chest, and finally let his exhaustion drag him under.
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Foxglove belongs to the beloved @sage-does-art-sometimes <3
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I am once again asking for Sil and Foxglove/lh
🛏️ this time
🛏️ - Someone by their bedside when they wake up
And because I love both you and them, I am once again answering💖 Continuation of this ask
The smell of bacta was the first thing Sil registered. Then the sounds of medbay filtered in, along with the familiar feeling of a thin GAR-issued blanket over him, and the scratchy texture of a medbay bed underneath his palms. He rubbed open his eyes with a yawn and blinked against the bright overhead lights, thoughts slow as he tried to push through the fog to remember how he'd ended up in medbay. "Hey there, sleepyhead." Sil blinked up at the voice and found Foxglove smirking down at him, mismatched silver and pink eyes glittering with amusement. Ah, right, Foxglove had dragged him down here as soon as they’d clocked his injured ankle. "When was the last time you slept, Commander? Didn't expect you to be taking a nap in my medbay." Sil yawned again and pushed himself up so he was sitting. "Like I said, it was a long campaign. Wasn't much time for sleeping." "So I see. Well, glad you got a nap in, then. Buuut, if you were trying to sleep away your meday visit, you failed. I'm keeping you in custody for a bit longer. But don't worry," they winked, "I'll stay here to keep you company." "My hero," Sil rolled his eyes, amused. Foxglove snickered. "Precisely. Now" - they pulled a deck of cards from their belt - "You know how to play sabacc, right?"
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