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You all know the trope of the Corrie Commanders becoming increasingly closer and protective of Fox as the war goes on, and sometimes become even hostile towards the rest of the CC's.
That, but they are really just competing over who Fox likes more. Thorn and Cody have a fistfight about it on the streets.
#Cody: it's the vod pact! you know the vod pact! you don't come for other vodes vod'ike! YOU HAVE DISRESPECTED ME-#Thorn: TOO BAD YOU SNOOZE YOU LOOSE FINDERS KEEPERS#they have to be taken to court over custody#no the ruling said it's OUR turn to have him over the holidays!#no we don't care that you had to exhange the days two months ago RULES ARE RULES#Fox forces them all into the same vod pile#they still kick each other a little but have to stop because don't wake up fox gdi#sw#tcw#commander fox#commander thorn#commander thire#commander stone#commander cody#commander wolffe#commander bly#commander ponds#captain rex
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#our little spys#the x files#fox mulder#dana scully#gillian anderson#david duchovny#msr#txf#txfedit#mulder x scully#mulder and scully
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anytime lamb and standish let river roam outside of slough house they should make him wear an 'unaccompanied minor' badge just in case
#slow horses#catherine standish#jackson lamb#river cartwright#in case of what you ask? EXACTLY#like kristofferson from fantastic mr. fox#so if he knocks people down in the tube station or creates a national incident they can point to his badge#like oops look he’s just a little guy and he’s dumb but he’s ours and we love him sorry about the wreckage
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Our Own Choices First Draft — Fox and Bly confronting Cody
Bly and Fox shared one last, long look before Bly activated the panel. The doors slid open on near silent tracks. There, across the room, standing by the thick transparisteel window and gazing out into the ever-changing space outside of their ship, stood the Commander. Cody. His helmet was off, nowhere to be seen in the large room.
The way he held himself, arms clasped behind his back and stance strong, was so obviously Cody. Bly didn’t know how he had never seen it before. Well, he had seen it. He’d just thought it impossible. Fox had found reports, had heard it directly from the slimeball Emperor himself of Cody’s death. But here he was, standing before them, fighting alongside them and their brothers for fourteen long years without so much as a hint to his identity.
Bly and Fox made their way across the room, footsteps muffled but just loud enough as to give their movement away. Bly rubbed his arms, wishing for the warmth of his armor. Space was cold. But the plastoid was constricting. It wouldn’t allow him to drag Cody into the bone-crushing hug he had been yearning for since the dramatic asshole had whipped off his helmet and insulted Palpatine in so many colorful ways that he must have spent years coming up with them.
Bly stepped up to Cody’s left side, staring out into space along with him. Fox stopped on Cody’s right, and for several long moments, the three of them stood in silence.
Finally, Bly could not take anymore. “Why?” he said.
“There’re a dozen answers to that question. All depends on what you’re asking.”
Bly choked on a laugh. He’d forgotten how snarky Cody chose to be when it was just their batch. And Rex, but, well, he was practically a part of their batch at this point. He had been, at least. “You know exactly what I’m asking.”
“Then you know my answer.”
“Cody.” Fox cut in, sharp and straight to the point. Out of the corner of his eye, Bly watched the full-body shudder that wracked through Cody. Bly ignored the tight pang in his chest at the hidden motion. “We thought you were dead.”
“And so did I.”
Bly frowned. “We’ve been here for the past two years at least. That’s plenty of time when you could’ve told us. Hell, what about your own men from the 212th? They’ve been here since the beginning, and they’ve been mourning their commander this whole time.”
“Until I arrived on that planet and saw your faces, I was convinced you were both dead.” Cody still hadn’t looked at them. “After the Order went out… I looked for you. But Rex was killed when they turned on Tano. Wolffe was confirmed MIA almost immediately. Fox, you, you were always at the Chancellor’s side, I couldn’t risk that you would ever join me.”
His voice was flat and without any inflection. “So that left you, Bly. But a week later, all I found were reports that you ate your blaster.”
Fox sucked in a breath.
“And I thought about… I thought that maybe… I wondered if you made the only right choice left.” His whispered words should have died at their ears. Instead, they ricocheted around the cold, steel room. “Bly, you were the one I wanted to see most. Because you…” Cody sighed, eyes falling shut even as his head tilted backward. “You were the only one who could understand.”
“Understand what?” Bly thought he knew. There was really only one thing Cody could have meant by that. But how could Bly have never known before now?
Cody’s eyes opened, gaze locked on the rivets along the outer wall. “You loved your general. And I lov—” He cut himself off, tearing his eyes away to instead stare at the ground. “I love—” He tried again.
“Oh, Cody.” Bly’s heart was in his throat, breaking into pieces for the pain that was still so clearly etched across his brother’s face. There was a reason Cody wore his helmet more than the rest of them; he’d never been able to hide his true feelings when he was just so damn expressive. It’s how Wolffe had known if he had pushed Cody too far when they were still just cadets. “Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Rex told me to wait,” he said simply. “He thought it would be funny if you all saw me and… If you guessed. It wasn’t hard, apparently.” He loosed a breath from between his teeth. “Course, then the Order went out.”
“Cody, I’m so sorry.” Again, Cody shuddered at the sound of his name. Bly longed to drag his brother into his arms. But Cody wasn’t ready for that yet, not after so many years with no more contact than the mission required.
“It can’t be changed.”
“Doesn’t mean it hurts any less,” Fox murmured, stepping slightly closer to Cody. “And you’ve kept this inside for so long.”
“Why wouldn’t you tell us?” Bly asked, suddenly so full of rage at the self-imposed exile his brother placed himself in. “We’ve been here for years now, Cody. And it’s not just us. What about everyone from the 212th? They’ve been mourning their commander, their brother for so long and you’ve just been here the whole kriffing time?”
“I will not expect you to understand my actions.”
“Damnit, Codes, we want to talk to you, not the karking Commander! We’ve been around him enough.” Fox glowered at the side of Cody’s head. But Cody still didn’t look at either of them.
“He’s all that’s left.” Cody’s voice was devoid of emotion. He returned to looking out the viewport, the light of distant stars reflecting on his face. “Cody died the day he shot down his General and felt no remorse.”
“It was the chips,” Fox tried.
“I was still the one to follow the Order. And then my brothers were dying around me, and my batchmates were gone, and there was no one left to understand how I felt, and there was so much riding on my fucking shoulders. So, you do not get to come in here and lecture me. There is nothing else I have wanted more than to look at my brothers without a karking helmet between us, to actually be with them and not just be the karking Commander!”
Cody’s chest heaved, his fists clenched tight against his thighs. Fox and Bly exchanged a look, the same expression of worry and hurt flashing between them. Cody turned and paced several steps away from them. “You have no idea,” he started, voice low and tightly controlled, “how hard it has been this past decade, to see you, my closest brothers, and not be able to lessen your grief, to not hold you close and feel safe.”
“No one is making you do this.” Bly felt as if he were pleading, begging a brother to step back, step off the ledge.
Cody sighed, eyes still squeezed shut. “I know. But… I don’t deserve… I can’t… How can I be happy, Bly, when I killed him? I love, I loved, I loved him, and he loved me too. How can I ever forgive myself when the last thought he probably ever had was of how the men he trusted with his life were now the ones taking it?”
Bly stared at his brother. He had so much pent-up… self-hatred. Disgust with himself. Loathing of his actions that had not been his own actions at all. There was a distinct prickling at the back of Bly’s eyes as he watched Cody desperately try to hold the pieces of himself together.
“Cody.” Fox took a step toward Cody.
Cody’s shoulders shook. “Stop,” he bit out.
“Cody,” Fox said again.
Cody turned his head away, eyes still shut. His scar, the scar that was oh so distinctive, the scar that marked him as Cody, the scar Bly had searched for in vain on every brother he met, caught the faint light from above. “Stop it.”
“Let yourself be you again, Cody,” Bly said, closing the distance between them. The pair of them were once more in reach of their lost brother. “Doing this… hiding yourself away in repentance, it’s only letting Palpatine win.”
Cody flinched, but still, he didn’t look at them.
Fox pushed on. “I didn’t know your General well. None of us did, there… there wasn’t time. But I know he fought for our individuality, our sense of self that so much of the Republic tried to wash away. You’ve always been Cody, our Cody. But you never seemed so much like yourself, so confident in who you were and what you fought for, than after you joined Kenobi.”
“He’s dead now,” Cody whispered with a tremble in his voice.
“So, carry on his legacy.” Bly searched his brother’s face, familiar lines that meant upset and anger and stress, tightness in his jaw that meant stubbornness and fear. “Cody, won’t you look at us?”
“The helmet’s gone, Cody,” Fox murmured. “Let us see you. Look at us, please.”
Perhaps it was the ‘please.’ Fox never said it before, not unless the world was ending, or a brother was dying. Slowly, so slowly, Cody turned his head, entire body still trembling. His eyes slid open, and then it seemed as if he couldn’t get enough, gaze flickering between Bly and Fox and never staying still for more than a moment.
“Won’t it be so much more powerful,” Fox said, “when Palpatine is brought down by Cody and Fox and Bly, not just the Commander and his nameless clones?”
“Kenobi and… and Aayla.” Bly stopped, suddenly unable to speak beyond the burning in his throat. He dragged in a breath and continued. “They loved us, Cody. They loved us for who we are. Don’t erase that. Live as Cody, and do it for him. Do it for us, for all the brothers you have rescued. Please, we… we need you. We need Cody far more than we have ever needed the Commander.”
Cody heaved a broken sob, teeth tight against the sound in an attempt to keep it inside. He looked at the wall again, hands clenched around the edges of his armor. Bly fell silent, just watching his brother. If Cody was to come back to them… it would have to be on his own terms. Cajoling and pushing had never worked to make Cody see sense. He always was too stubborn for his own good.
“The Commander is all I know anymore.”
Bly’s heart threatened to break in two. His vision grew blurry. He blinked, hard.
Fox looked similarly affected. But he swallowed. Then he raised his chin and stared Cody down. “If that’s true, if… if you don’t know how to be Cody anymore, then why did you reveal yourself to Palpatine? Why now, after so many years of hiding your face?”
Cody looked at Fox, brow furrowed. “He was threatening you,” Cody said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Fox froze in place. “He scares the shit out of you, Fox, and nothing does that. No one is allowed to do that.” Cody shrugged, eyes still dancing over Fox’s face. “I thought I’d give him a new target to hate.”
Fox still wasn’t moving. Cody sighed and looked away, fingers still digging into his armor. “I… I should go. There’s a lot to do, now that I’ve karked everything up and—”
“Cody,” Fox breathed. “Oh, Cody, Cody, Cody.” He reached out, hands shaking as he brushed the side of Cody’s plastoid-covered arms. Cody stiffened but did not move as Fox dragged him in, crushing him against his chest. Fox was still repeating Cody’s name, burying his face against Cody’s hair, hands tight around his back.
Cody gasped, eyes wide and body trembling like a leaf in a storm. He crumbled into Fox’s hold, pressing his face against Fox’s neck as they clung to each other. “Cody, Cody, my Cody,” Fox continued to whisper like a prayer.
Bly surged forward, sweeping both his brothers into his arms. Bly and Fox squeezed Cody between them, hard plastoid hampering them only slightly. Bly’s forehead rest against the back of Cody’s neck, and his skin felt hot and feverish, a sign of the long, long years without a touch of comfort and love.
Bly couldn’t hold back the tears that trickled down his cheeks, melting down Cody’s neck and into the blacks under his armor. Cody continued to tremble, hands clutching desperately at Fox even as he pressed back into Bly.
“We’re here, Cody. We’re here, we’re here,” Bly murmured. “We have you. Let go, Cody, we have you.”
And so, Cody let go, the grief and anger and hatred that had been building up for over a decade with no outlet finally pouring from him in devastating waves. Cody did not cry, of that Bly was sure. But he trembled and shook and shattered beneath their hands, dry sobs and broken apologies, apologies that Bly meant to return but just could not find the words.
Bly had failed Cody for years, had failed him the day Bly had faked his death and ran from the Empire. But he would not fail him any longer. Cody would never feel alone again, would never feel the same lack of choice and want. Bly would make sure of it. Fox would as well, and the remainder of the 212th, and the 501st, and every brother in between.
For the first time in many, many years, Bly thought of the Jedi, of his Jedi, with only solid resolve. I promise, Aayla. And General Kenobi, if you can hear me. I won’t let him down. I’ll keep him safe. And we’ll avenge you. Palpatine will suffer for all he’s done, to you and to Cody and to everyone else. But for now, Bly kept his batchmates close and held them as if nothing else in the galaxy mattered. Nothing else ever would.
pt 1 | pt 2
#our own choices#our own choices first drafts#our own choices deleted scenes#just a little fun thing#it's wild reading these drafts i wrote maybe a two months into starting OOC#seeing how much i've changed as a writer#and also how much the plot and my ideas changed from its conception#writing#star wars#clones#star wars the clone wars#commander cody#commander bly#commander fox#codywan#blyla
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Unanswered prayers from bygones
#little nightmares#the lady#little nightmares the lady#the lady little nightmares#my art#art collab#my illustration#artists on tumblr#little nightmares fanart#the lady ln#ln the lady#fox#tengu#scarecrow#teapot#{DOUBLE POST FROM CAROLS‼️❓ yes#i felt something in my soul that compelled me to post again. sue me#anyway this is technically two pieces... my friend Dina has the other one#it was one of those tiktok collabs... i wonder if she'll posr her half eventually#anyways! here she is. our number one failure. and her dead ancestors. you know. regular carols content#number 1 lady content provider yess sir#i dont get paid but you know what i gain?nothing. im just insane#YIPPIEEEEE}
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incorrect quote: boom edition
#nix overgrown and i messed around with it a little while longer after our little spree lmao#so many of them were just so obviously boom#sonic#sonic the hedgehog#sth#miles tails prower#tails the fox#knuckles the echidna#sonic boom#cee.doodles
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Buck deserves a love confession that isn’t inspired by him being put in danger. Buck deserves a love confession that doesn’t come out of a life or death situation.
Eddie deserves a love confession that comes from him wanting to, not feeling like he has to. Eddie deserves a love confession where it feels natural and he doesn’t struggle to explain himself.
They both deserve a love confession that is domestic and warm and RIGHT for all the right reasons.
#Sorry but I would hate for there to be a confession in the finale (I don’t think there will be dw)#I want to see both of them realise their feelings and dance around each other a little and confess because they can’t wait any longer#and not because life or death or fear but just because they’re so overwhelmed with love for one another#help us season 7 you’re our only hope!#911 on fox#911 abc#evan buck buckely#eddie diaz#buddie
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fox! his hair used to be shorter and then post camp he grew it out a little and got piercings, amen
first one is a redraw of their group song and second one is a redraw of mizu5 :P
#πa art#fnafhs#our au#fnafhs au#fhs#fhs fanart#fnafhs fanart#fox fnafhs#and then later he gets MORE piercings#my little swiss cheese#outing my little guy.... i guess im not woke/ref#im sorry misfortune chases you it gets worse probably
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Forgive the cheesiness, making this scratched an itch in my brain ❤🤍💙
#we all need a little cheese in our lives#red white and royal blue movie#red white and royal blue#rwrb#rwrb film#prince henry rwrb#nicholas galitzine#rwrb thoughts#alex claremont diaz#first prince#henry fox#taylor zakhar perez#rwrb edit
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Me, five minutes into 7x1
“Oh, the Tumblr is gonna love this”
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One more thing for the little Leia time travel thing: Fox calls Bail like "uhh a tiny human came into my office, says she's from the future, and that she's our daughter? What am I gonna do now?" And Bail and Breha are INSTANTLY like "a daughter you say? Our daughter? Don't mind if I do!" and Fox is now playing house. Well. Not exactly playing because this is apparently their actual dynamic but he's still going through it-
#little leia arrives in time where fox is not yet together with bail and breha#they're friends and a little flirty but not yet kissing each other on the mouth#but fox is instantly getting a whole husband treatment bc our kid = part of the fam#sw#tcw#commander fox#leia organa#bail organa#breha organa#bail/breha/fox#little leia au
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History, huh? Bet we could make some.
#always immensely proud of them#our little movie going big❤#red white and royal blue#rwrb#rwrb movie#firstprince#alex claremont diaz#henry fox mountchristen windsor#nicholas galitzine#taylor zakhar perez#tzp#casey mcquiston
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arsenal wfc playing against the a league all stars, post season friendly, 24/5/24
#our gunners 🫶🏼#sarah bouhaddi#katie mccabe#caitlin foord#kim little#kyra cooney cross#katie reid#vivienne lia#kathrine kühl#emily fox#frida maanum#teyah goldie#cloe lacasse#arsenal wfc#awfc#arsenal women#my gifs
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Being a Tails centric blog on Tumblr is unironically like this for me, but I'm not saying I dislike it
#sth#miles tails prower#i have the mic#tails the fox#sonic meme#reblog to find other tails blogs ig lmao#he's just our favorite little guy
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Happy Birthday?
He could do this. He'd built a battle mech into a biplane, created a false Chaos Emerald, built a TV out of paperclips, and reprogrammed a super computer using dishwashing detergent and toothpicks...so baking a cake? Pfft.
Amy had given him a dubious look and asked if he was sure he didn't need help, but Tails waved her off. Oh, she of little faith. It was just a cake. What could go wrong? The pink hedgehog insisted he call her if he needed her help, and Tails rolled his eyes. "Yes, Mom." He'd groused. Amy had stuck her tongue out at him but finally left, and Tails marched to the tiny kitchen nestled in the corner of he and Sonic's home.
Tails had several hours until the surprise party that afternoon, and Shadow had been tasked with keeping the birthday boy distracted until it was time. Nothing could go wrong.
...Famous last words.
HP?
"Getting slow in your old age, faker?"
"You're one to talk! How old are you know, Shadster? Pushing the 90s, aren't we?"
"Don't call me Shadster, and I'm immortal; I don't age, rat!" Shadow grabbed Sonic's wrist and flung him towards the nearby tree, momentarily forgetting he wasn't supposed to actually be fighting his rival, just distracting him. Ridiculous. Shadow snorted. The things he did for the pink hedgehog...
Sonic used the motion to his advantage, curling into a Spin Dash around the trunk and tackling Shadow on the rebound. The pair rolled in a tangled mass of blue and black fur, trading blows back and forth. Shadow paused, fist raised, but ruby eyes focused on something beyond the clearing he and Sonic had demolished in their spar. "Hedgehog, is that smoke?"
Sonic shoved Shadow off him and rolled up onto his knees to see the black pillar raising into the sky above the treeline. "Yeah, looks like it. Someone must be starting a bonfire."
Shadow gave him an unimpressed look. "Correct me if I'm wrong-,"
"Which you usually are." Sonic cheekily interrupted. Shadow rolled his eyes and punched him.
"But that smoke is coming from the area where you live with the fox, is it not?"
Sonic did a double take and his stomach dropped. "Oh, Chaos, not again." The blue hedgehog complained, shooting to his feet. "That kit is so grounded." He grumbled and gave Shadow a two-fingered salute. "It's been fun, Shadster, but I gotta juice." The Hero of Mobius was gone before Shadow could respond.
He could head back to his apartment. Technically, his task was complete, and Amy never specified he had to attend the party itself. He could deal with her and hee swinging hammer later.
But...Amy had said that she was going to ensure the fox knew what he was doing...and if there was a fire...
Shadow groaned. "She owes me." He dusted himself off, sighed, and relucantly followed the smoke pillar still rising, cheering himself with all the ideas thought of for the pink hedgehog to pay her debt.
When he arrived at the house, it was miraculously still standing but still yet smoldering, and Sonic stood with his arms crossed over his chest, foot tapping impatiently on the ground, and the sternest glower on his muzzle directed towards the fidgeting two-tailed fox kit in front of him, his hands behind his back...with slight tendrils of black smoke wafting out behind him.
"I'm waiting, Miles Prower." Sonic reminded the fox.
Tails gulped, ears flat against his head at the use of his birth name. He was really in for it now, but his self-preservation ran away with his mouth. "At least the house isn't completely destroyed! And it's just minor damage, I can fix it easy-,"
"Miles."
Tails bit back a whimper and nodded in defeat, then reluctantly presented the smoldering pan of black brick to his brother.
Sonic blinked. "Is that supposed to be a cake? You nearly burned down our house and got yourself killed for a cake?"
Tails tried to smile. "Happy Birthday?"
#sonic the hedgehog#shadow the hedgehog#fanfic#sth#happy birthday#happy birthday sonic!#tails the fox#amy rose#shadamy hints#the shadamy ship begged to sail#who was i to say no?#poor tails 😂#go easy on him Sonic he tried#tails tries to bake a cake and it goes VERY wrong VERY fast#amy: you were supposed to distract him! shadow: he deserved it amy: how?! shadow: he annoyed me#shadow you had ONE JOB#😂😂😂#short little ficlet for our blue boy#i wrote this in two hours#i wrote this on my phone#forgive the typos please
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