#fox fics

[starsandgutters]

Aaron seeing transfem Kevin for the first time since she transitioned and he can’t be normal around her and everyone thinks it’s because he’s transphobic but it’s actually just because she’s really hot

which was true anyway but it’s harder for him to act repressed about now that she’s a hot woman

[thehistorykev]

/ NSFW

ib: @/padsfot on twitter

[legionairemutt]

TNP REWRITE REFS: Feathertail a pale gray mackerel tabby molly with lighter undercoat, paws, and chin. Pale blue eyes, and long, wisp fur.  Feathertail is a young Riverclan warrior, the daughter of ex-Thunderclanner Graystripe and the late Riverclan Queen Silverstream. Her adopted mother is Mosspelt, and her brother is Stormfur. Her mentor was Mistyfoot. She now serves as the mentor to Hawkpaw. 

[the-fox-populi-says]

Shiro's birthday present this year is attention from me and solutions to picky eaters from Mephisto.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Found/purchased family fluff with the whole monastery gang. Some angst and swearing (mostly at Mephisto) because they're, well, them. Buncha traumatized people forced to take care of two kids. Sometimes more. Contains manga spoilers for the big Shiro flashback arc starting at chapter 100. Or earlier if you already worked most of it out at chapter 87 or something.

[commander-marlo]

Foxiyo - A spider embarrassed me in front of my favorite senator

Thank you @sexyrexy7567 for telling me fox is scared of spiders! I had a lot of fun writing this =D

Summary: After a meeting with a clone hating senator, Riyo thinks about the humanity of the clones. Not expecting to find out that they could actually be afraid of anything, let alone spiders of all things.

Words: 1500~

Riyo has a meeting set up with senator Garos. A man who presents himself as authoritative and adamant, which aren’t poor qualities for any senator to have. Having a strong opinion and showing adequacy is an important quality to have in the senate and as a leader. 

But Senator Garos takes it too far by letting his adamancy cloud his judgement, he’s easy to draw conclusions and his authoritative nature makes him imperious. It was exhausting enough to listen to the man trying to continuously persuade her to have his same opinion. It had already rubbed her the wrong way that he was so pushy in his persuasions, but their conversation this afternoon added to her feelings of uneasiness around the man.

It had already started at the beginning of their meeting, they hadn’t even started their discussion about politics before the man pointed to the commander at her side. “If you could tell your clone to leave the room, Senator Chuchi. I’d like to speak to you in private.”

Riyo feels uncomfortable by the thought of being left alone with the man and feels relieved when the commander decides to speak up on her behalf, saving her from the stress of having to decide to be left alone with the man or to awkwardly decline his offer. “I’ve been assigned the task to protect Senator Chuchi. Leaving her unguarded while on duty would be against protocol, senator.” 

“I didn’t ask you clone, I asked the senator. Now go, I’d like to go over this next bill with senator Chuchi in private.” The man was hissing through his teeth, clearly biting back annoyance as he commanded Fox out of the room. Who in return turned his attention to her, clearly not willing to leave his post unless she herself gives the order, while reminding her of the following fact, “My men and I have a duty of confidentiality, senator. I’m sure-”

“Are you ignoring my orders? I could have you decommissioned for disrespecting a senator!” The man threatens. 

Riyo quickly steps in to defend the commander.  “Senator Garos, it is highly inappropriate of you to send away my security for me, don’t you think?”

That seems to get the man to settle down again. “I see what you mean, my apologies. Would it be possible to speak about this matter in private, senator Chuchi. I’m sure standing guard outside will provide enough security as is.”

“I understand your reasoning, but having the commander stand besides me shouldn’t be a problem. They do have a duty of confidentiality as the commander mentioned before. If anything were to happen, no matter how small the chance, it would be good for both our protection to have the commander as security with us.”

It appears the man can’t think of any reason to counter her reasoning and ends that part of their conversation with - “If that is what you think is best, senator.” - before finally moving on to the topic of politics, sending one last glare to the soldier that stands behind her. When she is done, she is escorted back to her office by the commander. Setting down her datapad at her desk as she lets out an exhausted sigh, before sitting down on the chair behind it. 

“Are you ignoring my orders? I could have you decommissioned for disrespecting a senator!” The meeting overall had gone well, but the words at the beginning of her meeting seem to have had an impact on her. She knew senator Garos was known to dislike clones, lightly said, but he threatened so quickly with decommissioning of all things. It wouldn’t be the first time he got a clone shipped back to Kamino for that exact reason. He didn’t think of them as people. 

“They might look like men, but these clones are droids in disguise. Don’t let their faces fool you.” She had heard him say once before. Before she came to Coruscant she didn’t know what to think about them. She begrudgingly has to admit that if he had told her that before she had gotten to know them, then she might have been persuaded to believe him with the way they didn’t show any other kind of personality trait then ‘soldier’. 

It was only when Padme told her about some of her interactions with clones that she started to notice that they are more than what meets the eye. She had tried to see it for herself once, asking a trooper about how he and his brother’s were doing and was quite surprised when the trooper stammered out that he and his brother’s were doing fine and thanked her for asking. There was also this time where she had received a box of pantoran sweets from her family back home and had asked commander Fox once if he wanted to try one. He declined, but had suggested for the trooper guarding the entrance to her office to try one in his stead. Resulting in the senator offering him one.  

Said trooper had nervously replied, “I’d love to, but it is against regulations to remove my bucket while on duty, senator.”

“I won't tell anyone you ate something while on duty, if you won’t tell anyone I distracted a trooper from leaving his post for a minute for some sweets, do we have a deal?” She had joked while holding out the box to him so he could pick one out. 

The trooper had looked to his commander for reassurance who told him to quickly pick one and then get back to his post. 

She remembered the way the trooper smiled after he had lifted his helmet and had tasted one of the sweets she had held out for him. She could almost imagine stars in his eyes, thanking her and the commander before putting his helmet back on and rushing back to his post. She had offered another one to the commander, who declined her offer again, saying he wished not to make use of her generosity and that he was already thankful she had been willing to give one of the sweets to one of his younger brothers. 

It was then that she had realised something about the commander. He was selfless, protective and caring. Definitely not a droid. She smiled while she thought back on that time amongst other occasions, It was only when a startled yelp came from the commander that she looked his way. Seeing just in time the way that the commander had jumped aside, a thud coming from his helmet as it was thrown on the floor with haste. “Commander Fox, are you alright?” she asked surprisedly, hurriedly walking around her desk and his way to check on him, curious to know what had caused such a reaction from the commander. 

He had looked up at her in shock, stuttering as he rambled on his explanation, “I-I’m sorry, ma’am. I know i’m not supposed to remove my helmet on duty, it’s just that... uhm.”

During his attempt to explain, she had crouched down to pick up the commander’s helmet from where he had thrown it off, only to be stopped by his spooked warning, “Wait! don’t pick it up, it...uhh.. could..still.. be there.” 

She halted her actions as she looked back at the commander, seeing his unease as his gaze seemed to linger around the room, before asking, “It being what, commander?”

“A...spider, ma’am.” he admitted, hesitantly so. Clearly still embarrassed by the whole ordeal, while trying to scramble his composure back together.

“A spider, commander?” She asked, surprised by his response as she picked up the helmet. 

“It crawled onto my vizor, which startled me. I apologise, ma’am. It won’t happen again.” The commander said stiff and apologetically. When Riyo reaches out to hand the helmet back to him, she notices the unease in his eyes as he looks at it. 

She giggles a bit at that, “It’s alright commander, I checked, the spider’s gone.”

He shyly takes the helmet out of her hands, quietly telling her ‘thank you’ before placing it back on his head. She can’t help herself, amusement clear in her voice as she teases the man,  “Didn’t think you’d be scared of spiders, commander.” 

“Well, it’s not something I'd want to be known for, senator.” 

“Don’t worry commander, your secret’s safe with me.” she laughs, throwing the man a wink, before turning around and walking back to her desk. A violet flush on her cheeks as she realises how straightforward she was to actually tease the man like that. A man she now knew not only was selfless, protective and caring, but was also quite lovable when embarrassed and also had a shocking fear of spiders. She giggled at the thought. 

No, definitely not a droid.

[jedi-grandmaster]

Can you recommend some commander fox fic? There seems to be far too little 😔😪😪

I agree, I wish we had more fox fics.

This is what I had off my browser. They’re all relatively short and some have warnings. If you’re looking for something in particular or longer, lmk

Little Darling by Ro29

Soft Fox, adorable fic

Kadala by Mageofcole

Fox angst with good brother kote. What more could a Fox fan ask for

I won’t let you choke on the noose around your neck by starsngalaxys

Fox angst post Fives, getting Rex to understand

Pick Your Poison by thedisasternerd

Good ‘ol Fox and Thorn being brothers

Guards and Giggles by hotnthorny

More Fox and Thorn being brothers

Kiss me goodnight, clone commander by leias_left_hair_bun

Fox is here, but it’s from Thorn’s POV.

Jareor by FluffNStuff

An unfinished work showing Fox’s struggles with losing time and the discovery of the chip

Baby Butcher by BeanieBaby

Kinda AU, kinda crack. Fox just wants a normal, non-stressful day with normal, non-stressful brothers.

[sirrobertsmom]

raisesomehale      

This Is Home—this is a delightful story about Stiles who is a single father, raising his young son and they are both werefoxes.  His son quickly becomes best friends with Derek's daughter and they spend a lot of time together.  And as for Stiles?  Well, he becomes enamored by Derek!

[thelittleblackfox]

A little fluff for @cobaltmoony

Steve pats down the dirt around the Lemon Balm, and silently wishes it good luck. It has become common knowledge around the school that any plant bedded in Steve’s patch of the gardens has less than a fortnight to live. He sits back on his heels and looks at the bare soil before him, not much more than a few sad twigs where the Valerian still struggles to survive. James seems to be relishing destroying that one, digging up the roots and gnawing at them until his face is black with mud.

In the furthest corner is the one plant he has granted leniency, a scrubby little Rosemary. It’s oddly shaped, with twisted, silver-grey leaves, but it’s the first thing Steve ever grew from seed and he is proud of it. James sometimes sleeps under it, and more often on top of it, flattening the tender stems so it’s growing outwards rather than upwards. Steve should really stop him, erect a cage around the poor plant, but the sight of James fast asleep, his over-sized paws tucked up against his rounded belly.

There’s not much more he can do with his allotted gardening time, so Steve packs away his gardening tools and gets to his feet, brushing the dirt from his knees. He looks around the grounds and wonders where James has gotten to. So far he hasn’t taken to destroying other people’s plants, though he does like to sniff around the youngest students and make them nervous. Steve walks over to Thor’s plot of land, checking under the blueberries to see if James is dozing in the shade or perched on one of the oak logs that Thor’s extensive collection of mushrooms are cultivated, but he’s nowhere to be found.

Steve walks slowly around the grounds, looking for his blasted cat. He could try calling, but then the other students out gardening will know that Steve has lost sight of him. Again. Which will mean a long, boring talk with Jarvis, like Steve doesn’t know all about the kitchen scraps and crumbs of cake the caretaker slips James when he thinks no one is watching. “James?” Steve calls out finally. “Where the bloody hell are you?” There is a soft chrrp from the compost heap. Steve’s shoulders sag. Of course. Of course he’s rolling around in the compost heap.

“James, get out of there!” he shouts, running over to the mound of rotting weeds and leaf mold and vegetable trimmings. The top layer of twigs and trimmings rustles, and James peeks out, worms and woodlice clinging to his sandy coloured fur. He clambers out of the mound and shakes himself off like a dog, and sits up, yowling for attention. “Oof,” Steve grumbles and picks him up around the middle. “You’re getting too big to carry.” James purrs and rubs his head against Steve’s chin, smearing mud and other dubious, pungent, substances all over Steve’s face. “Ugh, and you smell!” Steve holds the cat at arms length, and James lets out a bacon-scented huff. “You’re insufferable, you know that?” James yowls and purrs even louder, his blue eyes half-lidded. Steve shakes his head and pulls the cat close, closing his eyes as James wraps both huge paws around his neck and licks at his cheek with his big, sandpapery tongue. “Yes, yes. I love you too.” Steve sighs, brushing the dead leaves and woodlice off James fur, and hugs his cat tightly. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” James lets out a high pitched prrrp and settles in Steve’s arms, rumbling in contentment as he is carried back to the house.