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[wolviecat]

She was there by accident - her friend needed someone to go with her, and she had nothing better to do. And then the music started and she was caught. (Not to mention the lead singer, looking at her from the stage with stars in his eyes.)

For @foxiyoweek prompt SINGER

[kotemf]

Self defense

  "Again," Fox ordered mercilessly.

  Riyo was starting to regret her decision to ask Fox to train her. Fox wasn't holding back. Alright, he probably was. He definitely was. Riyo has seen him in an actual fight. But he could still be a tiny little bit more careful when shoving her to the ground.

  "Wait, I'll just go get a drink."

  "We had a break eighteen minutes ago." Did Fox really not get that for anyone who wasn't a biologically enhanced clone trained for combat for their whole life, this was exhausting?

  "Well, I think eighteen minutes of training is enough." Riyo didn't really think Fox was going to take her training this seriously.

  "Alright, we will continue later," Fox agreed reluctantly. He observed her impatiently the whole time she was drinking her water.

  "You know, maybe you should take the training a little more slowly."

  "More slowly? We've been training for almost an hour and I only learned you the most basic stuff."

  "Maybe that's enough?"

  "But you wanted me to train you."

  "Yeah. I didn't think you would take it so seriously."

  "Of course I'm taking it seriously, I need to give you a good training!"

  Oh. "I just wanted you to show me some basics." And maybe admire her gym clothes. It wasn't every day that Riyo, as a representative of Pantora, got to wear tight leggings and a sports bra. In their busy schedule of working late into the night, it was also the most of her Fox got to see in a while. So yes, maybe she did expect him to look a little more interested. But she definitely wasn't disappointed in any way.

  "Well, we could practice the kicks some more."

  "What about getting out of grip? Can we practice that a bit?"

  Fox looked her over. He hesitated. "Sure."

  "That sounded pretty hesitant for a 'sure'."

  Fox just shrugged and indicated for her to take a stance.

  It was a while later that they finally got to getting out of a grip. Honestly, Riyo lacked the motivation to get out of Fox's grip. She still fought against him, even when she knew that she could never beat him if he didn't purposefully give her a chance.

  He gave her a chance thought, going as far to angle himself just right so she could use one of the moves he just taught her to tackle him to the ground.

  "Good job," Fox praised. She had him 'pinned' to the ground, sitting on his chest. Not that Fox couldn't just shake her off and get up.

  "Really."

  "Well, it's not exactly the level of skill I'm used to but for a first lesson, I think this is pretty good."

  "You think?" Riyo tilted her way sideways in a way that she knew Fox found cute. She hoped he still found it cute, even with her hair messy, face shiny with sweat and breathing heavily. Fox for his part looked like always, as if they didn't just train combat for about half an hour.

  He chuckled. "I'm sure."

  "You better be."

  "Was that a threat?"

  "Maybe."

  There was a beat of silence.

  "Do you want me to let you go?" Riyo asked. Fox could free himself, she was sure, but he didn't look like he was going to do it.

  "Not really."

  "Oh? Since when do you enjoy lying on the ground with me on top of you?"

  "Since the very day I met you. The cloths might be doing a thing or two, though."

  Oh... So Fox actually liked her clothes. Good to know. "Maybe we should repeat this sometimes."

  "Definitely."

[graaaaceeliz]

My contribution to @foxiyoweek 2023 Day One: Enemy Lines

You stand up strong in midst of devil’s force,

On battlements o’er fierce Ares’ fields,

Your gold eyes watch your soldiers’ vicious course

Leaving no choice for others but to yield:

In your two hands burn hell’s own hottest fires

Which burn your own skin as much as your foe,

Make mine reflect wonder as do sapphires

Reflect a pyre-light: the debt we all owe

Is painted on my skin which worships yours

As a flowers worships he who waters,

As our people worship the ocean shores,

And paint foxes across heaven’s quarters.

Wherever you strike ‘hind enemy’s lines

With you goes my heart - for you it pines.

This is the first of a handful of 14 line Shakespearean style sonnets, which differ from Petrarchan sonnets in the rhyme scheme and somewhat in the content structure. Each line is in iambic pentameter, which means five pairs of syllables, with the last two a rhyming couplet. I would love to talk about it.

Please spare a moment of pity for how hard it is to rhyme in this pattern.

Thank you for reading and please check out everyone else's #foxiyoweek2023 contributions!

[countessofbiscuit]

can’t let go …

i was too busy for @foxiyoweek this year … and so were they 😉 spicier version below the cut 🫦

[muguathepapaya]

for foxiyo week 2023, not with any theme, this is just all my brain offered me ;v;

continuing on coastguard!fox and rep!Riyo concept by @carrinth here

more from me here

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[hrtiu]

Happy Foxiyo Week! Sorry this isn't related to any of the prompts ><

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[missinashkin]

Foxiyo Week 2024 Day 2 - Self Defense

Happy Foxiyo Week everyone!!! I’m pretty proud of how this came out, please enjoy some fluff!

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[plainshobbit]

Day 2: Solace 

(Yes, this is a few days late. Oops!)

I humbly present a little Post-Rebelion AU drabble: 

Fox stood on a wooden deck overlooking the Pantoran marsh and let the nocturnal serenade of marsh creatures wash over him. This was his home now. Their home. 

After the Empire had finally been defeated, Riyo elected to leave the nurturing of the fledgling New Republic to other hands.  

His wife had subsequently relocated them to this secluded spot in the marshlands of her home world. 

Surrounded by nature -- wild and free living things -- it had quickly became a place of healing. 

On nights like these, when specters of Fox' past haunted his sleeping hours, he slipped outside and let the landscape anchor him back to the present. 

Light steps approached and slender arms wrapped around Fox' bare torso.  He felt a gentle kiss between his shoulder blades and then the softness of Riyo's hair as she laid her head against his back. 

No words needed to be spoken in this moment. All was understood. Riyo had her own ghosts to contend with after all. 

Fox covered her slender arms with his broad ones, tenderly caressing the limbs that embraced him. They stood together like this for quite some time -- each gathering strength from the other. 

Turning in her arms to face Riyo, Fox looked into the bright golden eyes shining in the moonlight.

Eyes that knew him better than anyone else. Sometimes better than he knew himself.

Years ago, in the beginning, that had terrified him. It felt dangerous to be seen so clearly by a nat-born.

Later, after he had learned to trust and respect – and in time love Riyo, her ability to know him so well frightened him for another reason. Fox was beginning to fear what the war and the influence of Palpatine were doing to him. Who they were turning him into.

Would those eyes look at him differently if they saw. Would they turn away in disgust?

They never did.

Riyo continued to see the man beneath the mask. And her eyes with their steady gaze were a beacon guiding him back home if he began to lose himself.

Now the wars were only memory and Fox could spend his days losing himself to the comfort and love that shined in those same golden eyes.

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[redroverrider]

Foxiyo Week Day 2: Solace

Commander Fox drove his speeder quickly through the air of Coruscant. He was almost to his destination, and he couldn’t get there soon enough.

It had been the hardest day he had been through in a while. Several of his men had been killed on the lower levels, and he had been placing the blame squarely on himself the whole day.

Parking the speeder in the apartment building, He jumped out and rushed into the stairwell. He knew the building well. It was one of the buildings that contained suites for the senators when they were on Coruscant. The particular suite he was going to, home to the only senator he liked, was almost at the very top of the building.

He had called her earlier and asked if they could meet after he was off-duty. She said she would be elated to, and told him to come to her apartment whenever he was ready. 

Almost there, he told himself. He speed-walked out of the stairwell and into the hallway, walked halfway down the hall, and knocked on the door, hoping to the powers that be that she was home. 

Thankfully, after only a few seconds, the door opened, and the woman looked up at him.

“There you are!” She said, smiling. But the smile quickly faded when she saw the state of him. His whole body seemed to be shaking, and she knew that something was wrong. They had known each other for almost a year, and had been an official, but still secret, coulple for about a month now, and she still surprised him with how well she could read him.

She pulled him out of the hall and into her apartment, closing the door behind her. “What’s the matter?” She asked, the concern clear in her voice.

“I lost a lot of men today.” Fox said, He said it quickly, as if he was embarrassed that this was troubling him, and his voice was slightly muffled by his helmet.

Riyo reached her hands up to his head. “Here,” she said, “let me.” And she pulled his helmet off of his head, reaching her arms as far as she could stretch them to do so.

The sight of his face broke her heart even more. His eyes were strained and red, as if he had been crying or was about to. She sighed, and immediately pulled him into a hug. He slowly returned the embrace, and they stood like that for a few moments. 

“Come here,” she said, pulling him towards the couch. They sat down on it, and she pulled his body into hers, letting him rest his head on her shoulder. 

“It is not your fault,” she assured him, knowing he would be blaming himself for this. “And I know those men would not want you to think that.” 

Fox gave a slow nod, her words giving him a bit of reassurance. “Do you want to talk about it?” She asked. Fox shook his head slightly, afraid that dwelling on it would cause him even more stress. “Okay.” Riyo said. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just this.” Fox said quietly, leaning into her embrace a bit more. And Riyo was more than happy to do so, wrapping her arms tighter around him and rubbing her hand across his back.

She wished he wasn’t always so stoic around other people, and that he could find ways to show more emotion around his troops or other civilians. But for now, if he needed her to be his source of solace, she could do that. She was more than happy to.

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[bart1607]

Foxiyo Week 2023, Day 5, Masked, Rebellion AU

This is my next fic for Foxiyo Week 2023! And I know, this is very short! 😅

Summary: Fox is captured during one mission and waits for rescue.

Warnings: Mentions of tortures

Rating: Teen and up audiences

Word count: 494

Link to AO3:

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[foxiyoweek]

hi! I was wondering if there is a certain way we must tag works for Foxiyo week if we publish it over on ao3. Is there a Foxiyo week specific tag you would like us to use?

thank you!!

Hi! Yes!

You can tag us here at @foxiyoweek or use the #foxiyoweek2024 tag!

[wolviecat]

The new army was made of conscripts, but their armor was designed so they looked identical - even more than the clones used to. Sometimes, she found herself watching the see of white masks, waiting for a familiar voice to sound through the voicecoder.

for @foxiyoweek prompts ENEMYLINES and REBELION ERA

[mysteriousfoxio]

Foxio Week 2023 Day One Six: Behind Enemy Lines Caf

Here is the first (and so far only published) chapter of The Cerulean Palace Incident.

Summary:

Fox is undercover in the lower levels of Coruscant, but the mission is interrupted when a certain young Pantoran senator needs rescuing from the Cerulean Palace nightclub.

(Inspired by a pivotal scene in The Blue Castle by L. M. Montgomery.)

He's undercover so that counts as "Behind Enemy Lines", right.

More chapters are on their way, but sadly not in time for Foxiyo Week. 😔

[Originally published for The Blue Castle Fanwork Challenge, but with the upcoming Foxiyo Week in mind.]

P.S. There is an Easter Egg for another fabulous Foxiyo fic in this chapter. Hint: It's by author @amukmuk 😉

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[graaaaceeliz]

Another foxiyo sonnet! This is for the prompt Redemption, which is @foxiyoweek day 3. Enjoy.

A pen in my hand becomes a knife,

So I shall not write you loving poems.

A brush in my hand can’t imitate life,

So I will not paint to catch your beauty.

A song in my mouth becomes only hurts,

So I dare not sing to you of true love.

A blessing in my speech becomes a curse,

So I must not name you sent from above.

But who can argue that our love is pure?

Who dares lecture us that we do not know

How we look at each other and are sure

Our two hearts make the sweetest music grow?

There are no sweet nothings inside my heart,

Regardless – nothing lacking on my part!

[rex-is-best]

Foxiyo Week Day 7: Hope 

Fox and Riyo’s make their first public appearance as a couple after the the clone right bill was passed. Overwhelmed by nerves and fear the two start their dance.

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[muguathepapaya]

Foxiyo Week Day 3 - Domesticity, No order 66 AU

Fox and baby boy Kit (and sleepy Riyo). Fox is in longsleeves cause Pantora is freaking cold for humans.

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