#comander fox

[vodika-vibes]

Do you happen to have any personal hcs for how Fox and Hound (not like the movie lol) might look under their helmets? Since we don't see that in the original show...

Hi there! I definitely do have some personal headcanons about appearance (though now I'm thinking about The Fox and the Hound, lol)

Commander Fox

Fox doesn't generally cut his hair in a regulation style unless it gets too long to stand under his helmet, which means that he only has a regulation cut once every six months or so.

His hair started going grey within four months of his assignment to Triple Zero and by the time the war ended his hair was mostly salt and pepper.

He doesn't care overly much about grooming, in the sense that he'll go a day to two without shaving or brushing his hair, so when he's not wearing his helmet he's got obvious stubble and his curls stick out in random directions.

Perpetual dark circles under his eyes since he only gets about 5-6 hours of sleep a night.

Fox has several scars from his cadet days, including a long one across the bridge of his nose, and a burn scar on his left forearm.

One of the big things for when I write Fox, is him having Lichtenberg Scars traversing an entire arm and going up the side of his neck, he hides them from his brothers outside the Guard by wearing his blacks all the time.

I also think that he's developed more scars on his body during his time in the Guard. This goes hand in hand with my headcanon that the Guard regularly gets the oldest armor and weapons, and their medics barely have enough bacta for every injury.

I think Fox is heavily tattooed, but I think each tattoo is a continuation of the one he got before. I also think that there's a vod in the guard who does the Corrie's tattoos rather than running the risk of someone other seeing their scars.

ARF Trooper Hound - So, I didn't have anything specific in mind at first, but I started thinking about it and now I do.

I think Hound has shoulder-length hair that he pulls up into a half-tail or a half-bun when he's not working. When he is working, it's braided flat against his head so his helmet doesn't fit awkwardly.

Hound tends to play around with his hair in regards to color, so it's not unusual to see him bleaching a chunk of hair so he can color the blonde with Space Sharpies.

He's leaner than a lot of his brothers, a lot of his job involves running to keep up with Grizzer, so he's built like a runner. This doesn't mean that he isn't as strong as his brothers, just that he's not as big as, say, Jesse.

He keeps himself clean-shaven because he doesn't like the feel of a beard while wearing his helmet, he says it itches.

He has scars from training Massiffs on his arms and legs.

Look, Hound was chosen to become an ARF Trooper and he made being a dog person his whole personality, or so it seems. He even has a Massiff tattoo on his leg, and a massive Loth Wolf tattoo across his back. (Fox told him he was forbidden from requisitioning a loth wolf for the ARF Troopers).

I think Hound is regularly covered in bruises from overly enthusiastic dogs. (I also think he runs, or at least is a part of, a clone fight club. It's an unproductive way for him to deal with the negative emotions that come with being a member of the Guard).

[totes-tubulardude]

First Trial

Part two of the size shifter trooper au!

One of the most important lessons any clone learned from growing up was how to survive.

The long necks were always watching them for a moment where they’d slip up, to show a sign that they were in the slightest bit defective and needed to be decommissioned to ensure perfection for their buyers. The Mandalorian trainers were less predictable. Some seemed to like the clones a lot, seeing them as actual people instead of products. Others saw them as the latter. CC-1010 and his brothers learned to watch out for those ones. 

They especially learned to watch out for those ones when their specific genetic mutation began to show. 

He and his batchmates spent many days strapped to tables as the kaminoans ran tests and injected them with strange substances that made his limbs burn. 

It had all started one day during a particularly nasty storm swell. The wind was howling loud enough that they could hear it through the walls of Tipoca City and the rain pelted down hard enough that CC-1010 thought there would be dents in the wells afterward. He’d been followed Alpha-17 through the halls, his brothers in a single-file line behind him as they made their way to the training rooms. They always preferred the days that the alphas trained them. 

Sure they were scary and sure they pushed them so hard that CC-5052 had thrown up on Alpha-17’s feet after a conditioning day, but they did it in a way that was unlike the Mandalorian trainers. They treated the younger clones like family, aliit, because at the end of the day, they were clones too. 

They’d been right by the windows when there’d been a particularly bright flash of lightning, likely redirected right off the roof of the building, followed by a clap of thunder loud enough to shake the building. CC-1010 hadn’t been able to stop his jerk reaction to jump and duck, hearing similar shouts from behind him. 

There was also the strange sound of ripping fabric that came from somewhere near him but he wasn’t sure where. 

When the shaking finally stopped CC-1010 quickly straightened back up and immediately realized that something was wrong. The floor was further away than it had been, his body ached like he’d been pulled in every direction, and he was now eye to eye with Alpha-17. The older clone looked about as surprised as he was upon this realization considering that just a moment earlier he’d only been about hip height. 

“What the-?” CC-1010 stumbled backward, tripping over too-small boots.

He looked down at himself to realize that the sound from earlier was from his own clothing. His cadet uniform now hung in tatters from where his body had outgrown them. He glanced around to see the rest of his batch staring up at him in shock. 

He tripped over himself again and landed on his butt. The air was knocked out of him and suddenly he felt a strange tingling sensation over his whole body. His head spun and CC-1010 closed his eyes to fight off a wave of nausea. 

When he opened them again, his batchmates and Alpha-17 were kneeling on the floor around him. He could see a few Kaminoan’s heading their way as well while others tried to usher other groups of clone cadets out of the way.

“You alright 1010?” Alpha asked cautiously, placing a large hand on his once again narrow shoulder.

CC-1010 opened his mouth to answer before his eyes rolled back into his skull and he passed out.

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CC-1010 -> Fox; CC-5052 -> Bly

Mando'a: aliit: family

[papermate000777]

👀⚠️!!!!

Schedule:

7 Oct: Date night

8 Oct: Self defense

9 Oct: Cultural tradition

10 Oct: Election

11 Oct: Pick-up lines

12 Oct: Support

13 Oct: Undercover

Dialogue Prompts:

"Comfort is in heaven, and we are on the earth."

"I just want to see the sunrise once more."

"What else is there to say?"

"One dance - just one, that's all."

"I wanted it to be you."

"Don't wait up, love!"

[tesalicious2]

Command Clone Currency

The clones are unpaid and therefore broke. They can’t really pay each other to do things since they have no money so they go for a new currency: favors

Now, the CTs don’t really do it the same as the Commanders because they have to be specific. They can’t return a favor between battalions quickly, due to fighting/locations/schedule. They’re at the whim of the war and pick and choose their repayment time.

The Comanders are different. They trade and barter like crazy. It’s favors with a few cases of alcohol. They can trade favors they are owed to others all the time, so anyone can cash it. They can pull the strings to get their payment quick.

For example, Cody needed a save from a small squad. He knew Delta was on planet doing some mission and he needed a detour but he had no connection or favor. However, Fox (for some reason) did. Cody offered a case of spotchka and a favor Monnk owed in return for having Delta do the detour. Delta owed fox one less favor, Cody owed no favors (which is the best outcome, since Fox WILL cash it) and Fox got something on Monnk and free (very expensive) spotchka.

Few CTs knew they did it this way, and the CT captains such as Rex and Keeli had to quickly adapt to this way of thinking. Rex made the mistake of owing Bacara before anyone told him. Keeli was lucky enough to meet the SpecOps CC Blackout, who clued him in on the difference but left him high and dry when it came to implementing his knowledge. (Keeli ended up owing Blackout two mini guns for his ‘friendly advice’)

Though, when times are tough and there is little time to barter, it is common to put off the payment until after the act is completed. Though many hate doing this as the trading can become unfair. What often happens is the party in need already has a deal prepared and states their need and their payment, it is hardly ever contested (however the helper may tack on another fee which is accepted or denied).

For example, Doom needed backup from Jet’s flame troopers. He quickly called, stated his need, and his payment of a case of charges. Jet had found the payment (though correct in price, unpractical for his squad) and changed it to half a case of fuel (easier for Doom to get a hold of and just as useful as charges to a Demolition team). Doom accepted the terms and Jet’s squad arrived right on time.

Though the bartering is mostly physical, many deal in the intangible. Perfect examples are all of the Coruscant Guard and the Special Operations teams. These are the only two groups who has everyone (including CT shinies) in on this system. They have the least to offer when it comes to normal ops, after all what GAR commander needs to know where a random Senator is going to be at what time or who slept with who. However, this trading info is perfect for the Guard who constantly works with/against (yay embezzlement and blackmail) these same Senators and for the SpecOps who need to know political climates and interpersonal relationships for recon and assassinations.

Most trading goes on between those two, and their prices are often higher since the missions are higher stake. Often Commando Squads are up for bids (who doesn’t want a four man 100% mission completion rate squad in their pocket), blackmail on natborn officers, republic secrets, senators schedules, crime syndicates favor and areas of interest, etc.

For the Guard, their trading goes further. They work with crime syndicates to keep it off the streets while keeping profit up. Those who do not work with them, go down. They’ve gain control of the lower 2000 levels through this and those who do not conform are forced to by the Guard or the citizens of the lower levels who don’t want to deal with the Guard, (peer pressure and bullying at its finest.)

The commanders learned this from watching the Cuy’val Dar, who would often trade on Kamino. The Alphas picked it up and used it but the CCs truly made it valuable beyond belief. The trainers traded for free shifts and booze, the CCs traded for mission successes and heavy artillery.

Many CTs attempt to learn how this system works. However, as few know it’s different, even fewer see the affects; those that do, know well enough to leave it be.

Despite there being no real difference in intelligence between the CCs and CTs, witnessing the speed and weight of the trades, makes even the Jedi’s head spin.

The Padawans are one of the few outsiders to see it in action. They do not really like it, but many pick it up for lesser trades (help with this paper or answers for this homework). Cal Kestis surprisingly picks it up the best. He’s the youngest so very impressionable, eager to learn, his CC Commander Steel, is very good at it, and Steel is possibly the only one to teach their General’s Padawan.

Steel sees that Cal isn’t going to be on the field much (Steel agrees with this and makes sure he stays on the Venator). So, if Cal ever needs help, he knows how to get it. Steel has made him be present for several trades and even made him come up with theoretical ones. Cal becomes very good at it, but is unable to flex his skills much due to the other Padawans unable to match his speed or skill. They are several years older, see it as in-Jedi like or are bad at it (or their Captains are bad at it and can’t teach them well), their concept of value is off (Jedi don’t often put a price on things and those that do have a habit of underselling due to being nice), and/or they do not know the range of what can be traded.

It’s very personal, with different Commanders wanting different things. Knowing who wants what can often make the payment cheaper for the offering party.

For example, the Marines often need heavy snow gear and blankets. So, offering a box of heating blankets in return for a case of bacta and blaster packs. This is a much better deal than offering a case of mini guns for the bacta and blaster packs. In the second case, Bacara may say no the mini guns or want a case of something else along with the mini guns.

[darth-hedone]

[the-clones-deserve-the-best]

The time has come

[cupcake-hearts]

Not to be weird, but why are clones always just assumed to be good in bed? I know for a fact the kaminoans didn't care to teach them about sex ed, and most have never talked to a female, let alone human girl.

I'm not saying they would never be good in bed, but where are the fics of them trying to figure it out. I feel like they would know less about a woman's anatomy than most men.

Like I get it. It's not sexy, but do you really expect a guy with no experience to just be great?

What I'm saying is, I want them to suck. I want a fic where a clone is absolutely horrible in bed but the person they're with is like, "No, its ok. You actually did good for your first time."

It would be more fluff than smut, but damn it, I want it!

[matchademi]

Fox:*walks into the mess hall seeing Mos and Merit getting into chicken fight with two other members of the guard *nope *walks out as Merit screams bloody murder*

Fox:*calling Cody* Take your shit head!

Cody:he is your problem when I'm on leave! Not sorry!

[clonemedickix]

Late night giggles 🫠

Coruscant Guard? Brooklyn 99? It’s the same thing, RiGhT?

[cloned-eyes]

Big info drop under the cut

Ghoul

CC-1313 I Formerly Commander Jenot of Battalion 331st (destroyed)

Currently leading Special Cloneforce Hellhounds

Backstory

Upbringing

CC-1313 was raised and trained to eventually become a Clone Comander for the GAR. The majority of his childhood years were spend with his batch brothers and fellow soon to be Commanders Fox and Wolffe to which he remained a close bond of brotherhood even after the tragedy of Toydaria and his fall into absolute disloyalty of the GAR and the Republic. During this time he still used the name Jenot.

Tragedy of Toydaria

Jenot and the 331st served under Pong Krell for the first few months of the war. Even though the 331st was a very skilled and sturdy battillion it suffered great loses under the reckless and uncaring lead of the Jedi General. Shrinking it down to half it's size in the span of only three months.

While still unshaken in his loyality to the GAR and the Republic Jenot couldn't help to develop doubts and distrust in his supiriours. Struggeling a lot to keep his ranks together and his men motivated.

Eventually the separatist launched a grand attack on Toydaria and even though Pong Krell was well aware that he hadn't the capacity to stand against it he still gave the order to engage - although not leading his men himself but calling in the Jedi Knight Uros Io who at this point just recently rejoined the Jedi Order and lacked any practical expirience on the battlefield. Even though General Io was an extremly skilled Jedi, she was of no use as a General in a dire situation like this. And even though she realised her short comings and let Jenot take charge it was apparent that with lacking men and gear this battle was one that couldn't be won.

They managed to hold the line for three weeks before the overpowering seperatist forces started to push them back. Jenot watched his men die like flies and was aware that it would be a shared fate. Being pushed back to the capital the last remaining men of the 331st were killed by an airstrike. A fate Jenot almost shared but escaped due to General Io keeping him alive long enough for the arriving reinforcements to evacuate them.

Recovery on Kamino

For his recovery Ghoul and a handful severly damaged other clones of his battilion were shipped to Kamino while General Io - who suffered from great injuries herself - was treated back at the Jedi Temple. Due to a missunderstanding only Jenot was actually treated on Kamino. His recovery the only one prioritised while the rest of his men were utilised as test subjects for kaminoan expiriments - all of them lethal.

Unable to move or talk or respond in any way Jenot had to wittness the rest of his loyal battilion perish and listening to the staff in charge festered an untamable rage and hatred for the GAR, the Jedi and the Republic. His trust and loyalty shattering for ever, turning him into the man he soon would become. Even though his life was spared due to General Io, he began to nurse a life long hatred of her. Blaming her orders for the inhumane deaths of his men.

During his time in recovery Jenot developed a habit of sneaking out of the medical wing in which he was treated. Seeking silent corners for himself where he could watch the see outside rage. It was in one of those fateful nights he found himself in the company of three clone cadets who had caught rumor about "dead clone walking" - a ghoul risen from the battlefield.

Jenot, unable to overcome his anger and pain- decided to show those unsuspecting kids the reality of war and the reality of what it meant to be a clone: being property and being exploited.

Little did he know that those three exact cadets would become his new squad only two years later.

Embracing the crude name whisperd behind his back, he decided to let Jenot die and embraced the man he had been beaten into - Ghoul.

A Dead Clone Walking

Even with the loss of his arm, fingers, hearing and lower face Ghoul recoverd exeptionally swift. Making no secret out of his newfound hatred for the GAR supiriors in charge intended to get him decommissioned. Plans that fell short due to General Io convincing the Jedi Order to extent protection over the clone commander.

And while Ghoul proved himself to be difficult to work with he was also exceptionally skilled. The decision was made that he would operate solo, taking on special tasks that where considered suicide missions. Whether he failed or not was relativley not important. If he succeeded the Republic had intel, if not they had one pesky clone less to worry about. While getting accostumed to his new prosthetics and regaining back his former strength Ghoul was shortly tasked with overseeing the training of Cloneforce 99. His battlefield expirience deemed highly valuable and wanted to be taught to the expirimental unit to better their chances of success later.

After Kamino

Ghoul spend his time with achiving the impossible. Retrieving whatever was asked off him. He was well aware that the missions picked out for him were exclusively lethal ones. Yet he returned every single time to spite the GAR. To make a point. He was avidence of what the war was actually. The ugly shadow of the Republic. And he wasn't to be silenced. During this time his mind spiraled deeper and deeper into rage. His opinions became borderline traiterous and he walked a very fine line of getting caught for them. It was also the time he dettached himself from the idea of clone brotherhood. Getting rejected in the truth he had lived by fellow soldiers and shuned out, being nothing but a ghost story for them Ghoul grew resentful. Usual loyalty and empathy clones reserved for eachothers died out in Ghoul. Isolating himself even further from others, going as far as questioning if the men he called his actual brothers saw him still as an equal - Saw Ghoul as an equal - or if they only tolerated him because of what they once had.

Becoming Human again

Being pressured by Wolffe to join him for a drink at the 79's Ghoul met Odessa, a Twilek bartender and refugee from Ryloth. Having no interest in making "friends" Ghoul didn't spare Odessa much mind, just as everybody else. But fate brought both of them back together over and over again, causing a presumed dead side of Ghoul to seek out connection again. Slowly falling in love with the gentle, bubbly Twilek back on Coruscant. Giving him an actual reason to come back. A newfound motivation to keep fighting. Not for the GAR, not for the Republic but for her. Falling helplessly in love with her.

Asking her for her hand only a year after only to almost die on a mission and going mission for months afterwards. Leaving a pregnat Odessa behind, unbeknown to him. Though luckily being offered the chance to return due to the unyielding loyalty of his new unit. His Hellhounds - Wizard, 2020 and Fang - who had accompinied him during the mission and kept searching for him after being seperated and eventually succeeding in tracking him down and bringing him back. Greatly injured but alive.

Order 66 and the aftermath

During Order 66 Ghoul was still recovering from his injuries. Allowing himself to spend some time with his wife and newborn child. It didn't take him long that with the fall of the Republic the time of clones was also limted. While during the Republic he had imunity granted due to the Jedi he was defenseless under this new Imperium. Determined to keep his family save Ghoul deserted and escaped the Imperiums graps just in time.

Settling on a small, unimportant planet in the outer rim where he and Odessa build a live for themselves. Around two years after the fall of the Republic, awaiting a second a child Ghoul was visited by Rex, Echo and an old friend Howzer. The three seeked support in their cause to save clones. Ghoul, while initially unwilling to help feeling resentful over the treatment he had reviced over telling the truth even before Order 66 still, eventually agreed to help after Howzer explained that his Hellhounds had fallen victim to the Imperium aswell and were held captive.

Though never fully part of Rex's and Echos clone rebellion, Ghoul often found himself helping out.

With the years passing Ghoul and Odessa had another two kids - teh youngest seemingly sensitive to the Force. Doing what he was best at, Ghoul spend his time building a Guild for Bounty Hunters. Most of them other clones but also his oldest son and daughter. Though the latter eventual leaving the family business to travel the universe alone.

Trivia

Jenot is the polish word for Raccon dog.

Ghoul is deaf and requires hearing aids. Odessa taught him Ryl sign language. He's fluent in basic sign language and Ryl sign language

Ghoul due to his lack of a real tongue can't taste regular food. Odessa makes him super spicy protein bars that he can take onto mission with him.

The tattoo on his right arm is Odessas Lekku pattern. He got it before he asked her to marry him.

Ghoul killed a stalker of Odessa without ever telling her. It also sparked his friendship with Halo - who was an accidental wittness and helped him dispose of the body.

Ghoul is the middle brother of the Vulpus Trio- Fox, Ghoul, Wolffe

His favorite colour is azure blue. It reminds him of Odessas eyes

The order of his children is Vahan, Tarkona, Reyk and Rha

Ghoul can understand Ryl but is very rocky when it comes to speaking it. His kids love to tease him with it.

His favorite drink is Oryxxian Catsblood. An alcoholic beverage that leaves a nice warm burn in his throat despite his prostethics

Ghoul was very proud of his beard and its one of the things he misses dearly since his injury.

Vahan and Tarkona are characterwise carbon copies of Ghoul, while Reyk and Rha resemble Odessa

Odessa is @therisingdarkness character. Their kids as well as the Hellhounds are our shared effort

If you want to know more about Ghoul and Odessa check out these amazing fic of her

Five times (Ghoul x Odessa story)

[pinetree-tbb]

Comander Fox appreciation post, come on, this boy deserves some love

It's the 10.10 and exactly 10:10, perfect I would say xD

Happy birthday Fox <3

[kb09yt]

who succeed rex as captain of the 501st?

As we all know rex became a comander after ahsoka left the jedi order. My question is who succeeded him?. Like we know that Vaughn (defo misspelt that) was the captain on mandalore but I refuse to belive a random clone we never met before succeeded *the* captain rex.

This leafs to an interesting theory of mine: there was brief period of time (about a month or so) where fives was captain. My evidence is that fives and rex had a good relationship and i think rex would be the one to choose his successor

Captain fives was shot by comander fox and his successor was either jesse or appo but I would put money on appo since he was made comander when rex joined the 332nd. Still not impossible that jesse could have been captain but I personally don't belive he ever was.

[invaderlynx]

* crawls out of the clone wars fandom wood work* Hello, hi, saw your post about omega and rex and comparing the comand batch and bad batch and I wanna know about the fox and rex thoughts *skitters back in*

The Post in Question

THANK YOU! Listen, in my head Fox and Rex had a somewhat complicated relationship, even before all the shit with Ahsoka and Fives went down.

So, I headcanon that Fox, much like Rex, had a mutation that made his hair lighter than his brothers’. His was more red or russet in color, which was part of how he got his name. This placed a lot of pressure on Fox from a young age and a lingering paranoia surrounding decommissioning. He compensated for this by becoming a perfectionist and more cynical/standoffish than many of the other clones (this is something that would only get worse on Coruscant).

When Rex first joined their batch, Fox was very brusque with him, almost callous in his treatment. Rex initially kind of idolized him because he saw a lot of similarities between the two of them. Fox wanted nothing to do with him for much the same reason. He didn’t want to be reminded that he was different, that he had the Kaminoans breathing down his neck, and that one wrong move could mean the end of his short life. Fox was also scared to get attached since he was convinced that Rex would be decommissioned or otherwise taken away. He additionally didn’t appreciate the increased scrutiny Rex placed both on their squad and particularly the kid himself by tagging along with them. Of course, he never outright admitted any of this (because Fox is terrible at using his words, second only to Wolffe) so he just came off as a major asshole for the first few weeks/months of Rex being around.

Eventually Rex did worm his way into Fox’s guarded little heart and by the end, he was just as much his vod’ika as any of the others. Fox still has a tendency to push him a bit hard though, transferring a lot of his own insecurities and coping mechanisms surrounding decommissioning onto Rex. This causes some friction between the two of them, especially as things get more tense between the GAR and the Guard. Still, they both enjoyed the rare missions they got to serve together on Coruscant, although Rex did notice his brother getting more and more withdrawn as time went on.

Oh, and Fox also jokingly calls Rex “the CT” in conversation. It started as a way to put distance between them and keep himself detached when they were kids, but over time it became a term of endearment.

I also headcanon that Fox is the one Rex goes to for serious advice. Obviously he��s much closer with Cody, but Cody has a tendency to take on too much, to try and shield him or spare him. Fox is the opposite. He’s blunt and to the point with his advice, not because he doesn’t care, but precisely because he does. He doesn’t sugarcoat things because the way he sees it, the more information he gives you and the more straightforward he is with it, the better he’s preparing you. He’s evasive and uninvolved with people he doesn’t like, it’s a mark of affection if he’s actually forthright with you. Sometimes that’s exactly what Rex needs.

[no-spices-just-pisces]

Foxes Gang Au part 1

The Foxes, Ravens and Trojans were rival gangs on the Palmetto territory

The Trojans came to an begrudging peace with the other two gangs as long as blood wasn’t spilled

They were the ones that wanted to do their business without being at each other’s throats, thanks to their leader Jeremy Knox, whose ever present smile had a subtle treat to it only the trained eye could notice

The Foxes and Ravens were notorious for their rivalry, no peace would ever be settled between them

The Ravens won in numbers and resources but the Foxes won in heart and ambition

Even with so little members, they fought like they had everything to lose, they were a family, pulling each other to the top

The tension between them was always well known on the streets of Palmetto

Dan Wilds, leader of thee Foxes cared about her members like her own blood, always putting their safety first over money

Riko Moriyama, leader of the Ravens, was the exact opposite, sacrificing and torturing recruits left and right for the sake of profit and his own personal satisfaction

Their bad blood only increased as Riko’s second in comand, Kevin Day left the Raven and joined the Foxes after Riko left him broken handed on the streets after a job went wrong

Still, the Ravens took offense as if the Foxes stole their property from then, and war started

The first move was when Fox member Seth Gordon was shot in the chest in the middle of the day by a Raven

The second move was when Seth’s girlfriend, Allison stabbed the Raven in the chest 17 times

Foxes were restricted from walking Palmetto’s streets alone from then on

The Trojans made their statement of neutrality known, but there were whispers stating that they would take the Foxes’s side if things went too far

No one would have thought that the factor that would settle the war between the two gangs would come in the form of a 5 feet 3 redhead with attitude problems

Nathaniel Wesninski grew up around violence, being thought from an way too early age that his he would grow up to inherit his father’s crime empire and rule over Baltimore with a hand of steel

His mother didn’t want that future for him, so she ran away with him in the middle of the night when he was 11

They had been on the run for 8 years until their father had caught up with them and took away the only person who ever cared about him

He managed to escape his father a second time, but barely

Without his mother his life didn’t look like it was going to last much longer, his father would eventually catch up to him again

Nathaniel, now under the identity of Neil Josten, ran to Palmetto, the last place he had been with his mother before they ran away, remembering the power that place held, hoping he could find someone more powerful than his father to either protect him or kill him first

His salvation came in the face of Ichirou Moriyama, who didn’t take Neil under his protection because of his heart, but in need of a mean to tighten the leash he had on his younger brother

Riko had too much power in Palmetto, being given that territory by their father, since he could never interfere in their business

Neil, being recognized by Ichirou, was sent in the heart of the gangs’ war to survey everything happening and report back

This was against everything his mother had wanted for him, but this offered him protection against his father, so it worked

[vodika-vibes]

The sexual tension between Fox and PA is delicious~ 🥵 drag it on for as loooong as you want vod’ika 😘

Every time I get a reblog cursing the slow burn, ten years are added to my life, lol.

Also, the PA needs a nickname, so when people are talking about them, they're just Yuu. I think I'm clever

Fox looks up from a stack of reports when his office opens, and you walk in, a shiny hot on your heels. Literally, in this case, since he's pretty sure the shiny can smell your shampoo with as close as he's tailing you.

Fox hates him immediately.

"Commander, sir, Personal Assistant Yuu needs to speak with you." The Shiny announces.

You roll your eyes dramatically, and Fox smothers a grin.

"Yes, the Guard does report to them." He says lightly, "Thank you." You sit in your chair and cross your leg at the knee, drawing his attention to your legs.

They really are the most amazing legs-

Fox suddenly realizes that the shiny is still in his office, "What?"

"Policy says that none if the vod'e are allowed to be allow with...um...natborn politicians." The shiny replies.

Fox exhales slowly through his nose, "That rule applies to every who isn't me. Get out."

"But...sir-"

Yeah, Fox hates him.

"Get. Out."

The shiny scurries from his office like a spooked tooka, and Fox focuses his attention on you.

As soon as the door shuts, you're walked around his desk and sitting on the edge, an alluring smile on your lips.

"That wasn't nice," You tease, and there's a flash of pink as your tongue darts out to wet your lips.

He'd sell his damned soul to be able to taste your lips, to have your tongue sliding against his-

"I'm not a nice man." Fox replies as he leans back in his chair. He watches your gaze drop to his chest, and he's suddenly very pleased that he hasn't gotten around to putting the top parts of his armor back on.

You smile at him, all soft and delicate and pretty, and he can't stand it anymore-

He stands suddenly and sets his hands on either side of you, and your legs spread for him, and Fox is able to press fully against you.

You're as soft as he remembers from that night dancing in your apartment, and he's unable to stop himself from sliding a scarred, calloused hand down the column of your neck.

"I really like this top," Fox says, his voice low, and he's rewarded with a shiver. "It looks like if you were to tug on a piece it'd fall apart."

You tilt your head back to meet his gaze evenly, "maybe it will, you should give it a tug."

"Maybe I should." Fox agrees breathlessly, his hand sliding to the back of your neck as he leans in. His lips are hovering just over yours when there's a knock on the door.

And you both stop, but neither of you seem inclined to move away from the other.

"Commander?" The Shiny is back. Fox is going to assign him latrine duty for a year.

"Ignore him," your voice is soft, and your breath is warm, and Fox is so very tempted.

"Commander? I know you're busy, but there's someone here for you."

Slowly, Fox pulls away, but the look of sheer disappointment on your face has him rethinking his decision immediately.

A third knock on the door snaps him out of his thoughts, and he stalks across the room to throw open the door. "This had better be important. As in, the Senate's on fire, the end is nigh important."

The Shiny wordlessly points to the side, where Comander Wolffe is standing, "That's a bit dramatic, don't you think?"

Fox stares flatly at his twin, "Leave. I'm busy."

"To busy to spend time with your own twin?'

Fox glowers at him, and opens his mouth to say something only to pause when you duck under his arm, "Wait, you're leaving?"

You smile apologetically, "Sorry, I was only able to carve out a little time for this meeting. I have to get back to it."

Fox's heart sinks, "but-"

"I'll see you later, Commander." You reassure with a fond smile, "if not today, then definitely tomorrow." You favor him with one more soft look, and then you turn towards the elevator.

...he was so close to actually kissing them this time-

Fox exhales slowly, and presses his hands together in front of his mouth. "Wolffe."

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to beat you so bad that you're going to wish I was 17." Fox says, very calmly.

"...I didn't know I was interrupting a date." Wolffe mutters, "But I'd also like to see you try."

[vazaez]

Just finished final space (i got stuck before the last three eps for a while) and damn i don't like Ash at ALL

(spoiler warning¿ In case anyone hasnt watched it but is considering to)

Like i get it, she's got trauma but miss girl has beef with everyone who ever cared about her, blames people for stuff that they have nothing to do with or had no other option, doesnt fcking listen to reason before jumping to attacking others for stuff that was crearly out of their control like with Gary,,, didnt she see with her own damn eyes that Invictus possesd his arm and he did not mean at all to kill fox? LIKE HE WAS SCREAMING THAT HE DOESNT WANT TO AND YELLING AT INVICTUS THE WHOLE TIME!!? and Quinn,,, girl how are you gonna say she's not like nightfall like OF FUCKING COURSE SHE'S NOT LIKE HER FUTURE SELF🧍‍♀️HOW DO U GET EXPECTATIONS ON SOMEONE BASED OF A VERSION THEY ARE *YET* TO BE 💀💀, and also Avocato, she didnt even fucking listen to what he had to say or his reasons about the whole lil cato thing before attacking and kidnaping the kid like????? AND SHE DIDNT LISTEN TO LIL CATO EITHER like she cares sooooo much about him than she gave three shits about him being scared and asking her to take him back. AND WHAT TF DID MOONCAKE EVEN DO TO HER? 😭💀 Girl gotta learn to mind her own business too like what tf does the problem between Avocato and lil cato had to do with her?? He was already going to tell him the truth but noooo she has to stick her nose and take stuff that doesnt concern her by her own hands as if he wasnt intending to find a solution already (and still of he wasnt she still would have nothing to do with it)

And yea i know it was Invictus telling her all those things but are you telling me she trusts more that one mf who's literally IMPRISONED AWAY FROM ANY OTHER LIFE FORM AND HAD SOME SORT OF ALLIANCE WITH THEIR COMMON ENEMY (sir Comander or whatever his name was) than the people who have showed her genuine love and trust for god knows how long they've stuck together????

Ugjhwjfns this is an Ash hate account now i'm sorry/hj