#foxquinweek2023

[nhyhu]

Day 2 of @foxquinweek with the prompt dance with me!!

I love the image of quinlan spontaneously dragging fox into a dance haha

[ninjigma]

QuinFox Week Part 4/7 - First / Previous / Next

Day 4: Keeping the Other Alive + Fox find's Quin's Lightsaber Track: 'Escape From East Berlin' - Daniel Pemberton (Spotify / YouTube)

"You have to stay with me Vos, come on!"

He really was trying, promise.

"I know, just... focus on keeping up. I'll do the rest, okay?"

Quinlan took a slow breath, focusing on just putting one fast-paced foot in front of the other. His awareness was muted in his attempt to mask his pain, and at this point, all the energy he had was being expended in keeping ahead of whatever droids were left on their tail.

Suddenly he was being hauled up and forward, aware of the ladder only when its rungs were suddenly beneath his hands.

"Up!" Fox barked, shots ringing out after his words. 

Quinlan obeyed the sharp order without hesitation. He was around three floors up when his awareness flared and he wrenched backward, a hand flailing wildly as he lost his hold on the wet durasteel. A new slew of blaster fire came from the end of the alleyway, backup arriving and causing further chaos. Moving purely on instinct he reached for where his saber was clipped to his belt-

And found nothing.

The sound of his saber igniting drew his gaze downward, the green flashing and lighting up across the red of Fox's armor. The clone must have picked it up earlier when Quinlan had nearly collapsed, no time to do much more than grab the saber in one hand and pull Quinlan back to his feet with the other. Now Fox was moving with deadly accuracy, cloak fanning out around him, and Quinlan noted how even without Force sensitivity Fox was plenty skilled with the blade. He was precise and sly in his movements, expertly incorporating the blaster to dispatch another droid with a bullseye to the head, the sight inspiring some rather unique feelings in the base of Quinlan’s stomach.

"I said up Vos!"

Right, he was supposed to be climbing. Without another thought he continued moving, easily trusting Fox to cover him. That simple piece of knowledge that Fox was with him was enough to assure him they had a chance in all of this mess, was enough to motivate him forward.

He made it to the roof without further incident, slipping over the edge and sliding across the wet surface. The way it momentarily muffled the sound of the alleyway and how the rain thrummed against Quinlan's skin brought the Jedi a moment's respite, a second of clarity in the fog where he tried to parse out what they needed to do next.

He wasn't dead, not yet anyhow. But now they were on a rooftop and rather exposed to any air support the Separatists may have in the area. They needed cover, Quinlan needed medical attention, and most of all they had to get back to the ship and out of this damned sector.

All too soon Fox was joining him, Quinlan only having a few moments to breathe before Fox had grabbed his hand and yanked them both across slick metal and tile. Fox was still holding his saber, playing their escape purely on the defensive, and Quinlan was again truly impressed with how well Fox was handling the blade, continuous sweeps that blocked blaster bolts out of the sheer speed of the weapon's arc. 

Though Quinlan knew this wouldn't last long. Already he could see the end of the street coming up with a gap they definitely couldn't jump across. Fox had been guiding them as best he could, but they would be stuck with nowhere to go now, and would end up surrounded and outnumbered in seconds. They wouldn’t last long.

Unless...

Fox had begun to slow, head whipping around in search of some way out of this besides fighting straight back through the droids. Thus he was a bit surprised when Quinlan somehow found an extra burst of speed and began pulling Fox along after him instead.

Fox wasn’t dying like this, for something Quinlan had done, not while he was still drawing air.

"General?!" Quinlan managed a rather unhinged smile at the surprise in Fox's tone, though the commander followed without any other complaint. If anything he sped up, keeping pace directly toward the edge of the building, even when it became clear that was exactly what Quinlan was aiming for.

Trust me.

It may have been a trick of his mind, his single focus on getting them both out of this alive, but Quinlan could swear Fox squeezed his hand before leaping off that roof with him.

Always.

The feeling of free falling wasn’t unknown to Quinlan, but the struggle not to succumb to dizziness as he stretched out a hand and slowed them was an interesting first. He gave all of his attention to the presence of Fox, adding it to his own awareness and willing the Force up to meet them. In a rather graceless move the Force answered, just before they reached the street, and they were suspended perfectly in the air a moment before falling the last foot to safety. 

Quinlan staggered, would’ve fallen if not for Fox immediately tucking into his side and pushing them ever onward. Now the Jedi really was stumbling, his energy burning up faster than he could think.

Then they were stopped, hands were on his shoulders. Black spots dotted his vision, but things were quiet finally and Quinlan could swear he wasn’t standing any longer. All that really mattered was how he could still sense Fox, reaching out and focusing on that steady and clever soul in order to find the motivation to keep moving. 

Well, they must be safe if Fox had stopped them, had begun pressing something against where Quinlan knew his shoulder should hurt but only felt the dull sensation of Fox’s hands.

He always thought Fox had nice hands, strong and sleek with a small scar on his right palm.

Maybe Fox would let him kiss it, just once.

“Don’t- Quinlan!”

[lbibliophile-sw]

Uncovering Corruption

For a long moment Fox and Quinlan just look at each other.

“‘Sith Lord’ wasn’t on your list of potential crimes when you asked me to help investigate.”

“I was expecting him to be morally and financially corrupt, not spiritually.”

“That describes almost three quarters of the Senate.”

“Hence why I needed more evidence. I don’t suppose the Sith thing helps?”

“Well, it does make it Jedi jurisdiction. Which, with a bit of fast talking, should get us off the hook for murder.”

They finally acknowledge the Supreme Chancellor, lying on his office floor in several smoking pieces.

“Useful, that."

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Also on AO3

For @foxquinweek - day 4 (altprompt 10): Fox kills Palpatine

[foxquinweek]

FoxQuin Week 2023 Fic Masterlist

Here's a list of all fanfics written for FoxQuin week. If there was a link to a work on AO3 I linked to there rather than Tumblr. Life's been a lot lately so I wasn't as thorough as I wanted to be on making sure this list was good. So please let me know if there's any problems or if I should change something. REMINDER: If you do write a fic with the prompts from the 2023 list in mind, do tag this blog or otherwise let me know, and I'll make sure it makes it here. Okay that's a lot of words before the actual list, so here it is!

Day 1, "Please don't take him from me"

One Last Moment by ninjigma

If I can't hold on by ouzoathena11

The Stars Aren't on Your Side by Legogirl22

Fic by 2amcheese

Day 2, Coruscant Guard General

Unspoken by LBibliophile

Feet Are Heavier than the Ground by Legogirl22

Voices in my Head by ouzoathena11

Day 3, Good Bye Message

The Toxic Thoughts of an Overachiever by Legogirl22

Final Goodbyes by coruscantguard

One Last Moment ch.3 by ninjigma

Now it's never too late by ouzoathena11

Through it all hold my hand by CmdrFoxsDriver

Day 4, Emperor Fox/Pet Jetii AU

A World Away by onionofmodesty

Day 5, Battle Couple

Rituals in You and Me by CmdrFoxsDriver

The Ending Changes Everything by ouzoathena11

One Last Moment ch. 5 by ninjigma

Day 6, Psychometry

The Thought that Counts by LBibliophile

I Can't Make Something Pretty When Everybody's Listening by Legogirl22

Feel my Love by CmdrFoxsDriver

Just out of reach by ouzoathena11

The Future's Up For Grabs by coruscantguard

One Last Moment ch. 6 by ninjigma

Day 7, Mistaken Identity

Better than Paperwork by LBibliophile

Distrust and Pain by ouzoathena11

Alternate prompts

Taungsday Blues by coruscantguard; Prompt: Groundhog Day

Say Yes to the Jedi by CmdrFoxsDriver; Prompt: First Date

One Last Moment ch2 by ninjigma; Prompt: First Date

Good Defenses by coruscantguard; Prompt: Fox kills Palpatine

Waking Up by LBibliophile; Prompt: Groundhog Day

You Cannot Hide the Darkness by Legogirl22; Prompt: Fix it

Uncovering Corruption by LBibliophile; Prompt: Fox kills Palpatine

First dates and secrets by ouzoathena11; Prompt: Royal AU

Finding Meaning by LBibliophile; Prompt: Fix it

In the Castle of Your Death by Legogirl22; Prompt: Fox kills Palpatine

Making a Happy Ending by 2amcheese; Prompt: Fox kills Palpatine

My Dreams Are of a Different Kind by Legogirl22; Prompt: First Date

Avoidance by LBibliophile: Prompt: Spicy

The End (Or the beginning?) by coruscantguard; Prompt: Fix it

One Last Moment ch.4 by ninjigma; Prompt: Fox finds Quin's lightsaber

One Last Moment ch.7 by ninjigma; Prompt: Fix it

[onion-of-modesty]

A World Away

Read on AO3

Summary: Is it time to eat or is it time to eat. Also affection.

Words: 552

Warnings: None

Event: FoxQuin Week 2023

Day #3   @foxquinweek

Prompts: Life After War | Emperor Fox/Pet Jedi AU

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    "The tubers are nearly done. Did you grab the plates already?" Fox asks over his shoulder. The tubers sizzling as he stirred them around the pan.

    "I even grabbed the ones without the crack," Quinlan answers from where he is setting things down on their table.

    "Forks?"

    "Yep."

    "Cups?"

    "Already filled."

    "The salad?"

    "Getting it now," Quinlan says, strolling back to the kitchenette. He steps past the bowl of salad and leans onto the counter next to Fox.

    "You know maybe I should let you order me around more regularly, Commander. Keep you in practice. Can't let you get too easily run over by your men when you get back." 

    The smirk in Quinlan's voice was more than enough to tell Fox where his thoughts were going.

    Considering that he has the option to eat a non-ration dinner warm, Fox knows he can't let Quinlan get going. Particularly now that he finally learned how to cook himself.

    "Head out of the gutter Quin," Fox chides him, "I don't want to eat this reheated after sundown. Besides," He huffs out with a smile, "since when do you follow instructions as given?"

    "Don't worry I know your cooking is already so much better than mine," Quinlan assures him leaning a little further over the counter and into the corner of Fox's vision.

    A coy look starts to grow on Quinlan's face as he opens mouth, "Honestly, if you had took the rank of emperor after unseating Palps from his almighty throne I would have to listen properly."

    Fox glances over to Quinlan with a raised eyebrow. "If I wanted that I would have backdated some paperwork and claimed that bastard's position when I took him out."

    Quin watches Fox cook with a thoughtful look on his face.

    "I know you don't want anything to do with the Senate anymore, but if you'd been in charge you would have been real good at it. Especially at making the Senate more effective." Quinlan compliments him. "You've mentioned some plans before."

    "I have."

    Fox stirs the tubers around the pan one last time before shutting off the heating element. Lifting the pan he carries it over to the table and transfers the contents into a prepared serving dish.

    Setting the now empty pan back down into the sink Fox turns to Quinlan and reaches out to him. 

    Quinlan straightens up and steps into Fox's space letting Fox settle his hands on his waist.

    "The Vod still want me to be an advisor to whoever the representative ends up being," Fox reminds Quinlan. "So some of them may be implemented in one way or another."

    Quinlan gently backs Fox into the table behind him before reaching his arms around Fox's neck.

    Fox in turn rubs his thumbs into Quinlan's hips, leaning back a bit to observe Quinlan's face.

    "And if you remember I would have taken over while the Jedi were still being considered enemies of the state. Just what would your position have been under me if you would be around to listen to orders?"

    Quinlan's face becomes down right lewd as he leans within a breath of Fox's face and wiggles his eyebrows, looking more than a little ridiculous, suggesting, "You could have kept me as your pet Jedi."

    Fox threw his head back and laughed.

[oathena11-writes]

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

My last fic for @foxquinweek ! I combined the day 7 prompt mistaken identity with the alternate prompt migraines/chronic pain.

This has been a fun week and I’m excited by all the new fics to read!

[nhyhu]

day 4 of @foxquinweek with the prompts after the war and night on coruscant

it's not quite after the war, but they're just on the rooftops, imagining what it would be like without the war what they could do after the war.

[ninjigma]

QuinFox Week Part 1/7 - Next

Day 1: On Coruscant/Coruscant Nights + “Please don’t take him from me.” Track: 'Shallow' - Tommee Profitt, Fleurie (Spotify / YouTube)

Quinlan slowly opened his eyes.

Fox was still next to him, his eyes closed despite having protested the idea so much. The lights of Coruscant bounced off his armor, danced over the surface of the senate roof, and otherwise kept Quinlan's attention much better than the distant stars or muted noises of speeders below.

That was why they were here. Quinlan had managed to convince Fox to sneak on top of the senate roof under the guise of wanting to meet before their mission tomorrow. And he had wanted to meet, and they had talked a little (about Quinlan being sure he had packed good snacks and nothing ridiculous to wear, which he was mostly honest about, as he didn't think Fox could look bad in anything); but this moment was his end goal. He had ensured the Commander would be off duty for it, that there would be nothing to threaten the chance for a moment of peace. He had asked him to trust him, as the Jedi held out his hands to boost Fox up. And after Fox threatened to throw him off the balcony instead, he had relented, had admitted his trust without ever saying a word.

As he already had many times before, Fox let Quinlan guide him to another hair-brained facet of life.

He began to smile, watching Fox’s head tilt slightly further back and his face becoming more relaxed. Like some form of meditation even if he knew Fox would protest ever attempting such a thing.

Stubborn clones. Brilliant fighters, loyal men, and faithful people, which made for stubbornness in the best way. The way Quinlan could so easily begin talking with, worm his way into joking with, and eventually earn enough trust to convince Commander Fox to follow him up here.

Here, where they could steal a moment of peace in a galaxy so determined to destroy it. On the roof of a building as corrupt as it was good, above a city so large it had levels to its streets, where the leader of the Jedi shadows could try to offer the head of the Guard a moment just to breathe.

And as he watched Fox’s back bend and shoulders raise, felt the way his carefully guarded Force signature spread out and rest at the edge of his senses, Quinlan let his eyes shut again.

‘Please… don’t take him from me.’

The thought crossed his mind more like a prayer, some small hope that he hadn’t done too much wrong to be allowed this small joy. That perhaps the Force could grant him this one thing. However this relationship so new played out, Quinlan could at least be able to keep the Commander's careful friendship.

No matter his feelings, his wish was to stay long enough to see that familiar face live a life of peace they had never known.

And that in some way, selfishly, he could be a part of it.

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