#something about star fox

[sunderwight]

Hualian Idol AU where instead of the statues the big reveal of Hua Cheng's longstanding amorous fixation on Xie Lian is all of his self-insert "my mom sold me to One Direction" style fanfics located in the depths of some boyband RPF archive.

[1-800-crscnt]

i like to think of a lot of the guards on Coruscant having this running gag where they make up cartoonishly evil things Fox does and bring it up to him out of nowhere as if it's casual fact, typically around newer guardsmen or GAR troopers that barely interact with him if at all. Fox doesn't really care about any of this and ignores the jokes, but does occasionally worry that certain high ranking people are just constantly hearing about him doing things like drinking the blood of widowed women in order to slow his aging, or that he survives off of nightmares he gives his men by hiding under their bunks and making scary noises.

[amberskyyking]

Uhm excuse me but HOW DID THIS COME OUT OF MY OWN PAINT??!! I’ve only ever done like landscapes and flowers??!! And now I have an oil of FOX WITH A CACTUS??!!

… Should I paint more commanders with houseplants?

(Edit - I did! Plant Buire is apparently a series now!)

Part 2: Commander Wolffe and his Wolfsbane

[ar-ymoth]

Something something, looking up to someone with so much awe and envy you aim higher and just get on a new level

[phantom-of-the-501st]

I don't talk about them nearly enough but the Corries have some of my fave armour designs of the clones 🫶

[varpusvaras]

Fox is taking a nap while Bail works.

Or at least Bail had thought that Fox had been taking a nap, because he had been very still for a long while, his head resting against Bail's shoulder, but then he suddenly tilts his head.

"...have you pierced your ears?" He asks.

"Is that what you have been staring at this whole time over there?" Bail asks, lowering his datapad. "Instead of sleeping?"

"Didn't exactly mean to", Fox mutters. "I just noticed it and then I had to make sure. Have you?"

"I have", Bail nods. "They were in style in certain parts back home, when I was younger. It was even before I met Breha. A last effort in some sort of rebellion against the norms of my social circles, I guess."

Fox lifts his head off his shoulder, but not for long, as hoists himself up a bit and leans his chin on it instead.

"Haven't seen you wear anything", he says.

"I haven't worn anything in a while", Bail says. "I'm not sure any jewelry goes together with my outfits."

Fox huffs.

"That's garbage and you know it", he scoffs. "I've seen what other Senators wear, and I know for a fact that you have too. If they can wear all of those things, you can wear earrings. Even just small ones. Maybe silver. Those would look nice."

"This is starting to sound like you want me to wear something", Bail says.

"Maybe I do", Fox says. "Like I said, they would look nice. Just a little deviation from your usual look. A little rebellion. Every girl needs to date a scoundrel once in their lives."

"Oh, Breha has had the time to say that to you as well?" Bail rolls his eyes, though he cannot hide his smirk. "I hope that not every man needs to date a scoundrel as well, because I don't think I have ever passed for one at any point during my life."

"I don't know", Fox says. "I'm feeling pretty rebellious for dating you. I think that counts for something."

Bail can see that he is smiling, from the corner of his eye. Fox tilts his head up a bit more, so he can press his lips on the corner of Bail's jaw.

"Seriously, though", Fox says. "Wear something. They would look nice. For me?"

"I'm thinking about it", Bail chuckles. "If you'll take your nap now."

Fox lifts his head up and huffs again, this time right into Bail's ear. Bail knows that he'd done it on purpose.

"This is extortion", he says, as he flops down on the office couch, settling in with his feet dangling over the arm rest, and his head propped up on Bail's lap. "I wouldn't have expected something like that from you, Senator Organa."

Bail laughs.

"Every once in a while, every Senator needs to turn to the dark side", he says. He lifts his datapad back up, and cards the fingers of his free hand through Fox's hair. "Now, the nap."

"So bossy", Fox mumbles, but he does actually close his eyes this time.

It takes maybe a few minutes for him to fall asleep.

Maybe he really should wear something, Bail thinks, as he keeps carding his hand through Fox's hair. As a reward.

[invaderlynx]

Happy 10/10 day!

(He’s on the phone with his brother)

[profounddefendorcrusade-blog]

I feel bad for Starlo.

Star has a point, idk what the four were ticked off about, there is like 99% chance everyone willingly participated in the trolley problem, based on what we've seen of his behavior thus far it's not like Starlo to be that big of a jerk/drag them by force/yell at them to do it. Ed's words:

he does it because Star asks NICELY

clearly jealous

It genuinely seemed like a fun time/fun roleplay, especially since every day is the same. Like, the five are supposed to be a rowdy and adventures bunch, what exactly did Starlo do wrong, I'm genuinely confused and curious. Except taking a big liking in Clover (his posse should know that this is a big moment for him, according to Blackjack they've known each other since high school and had the same liking for westerns. So they were basically a nerd gang.) Starlo was kind, patient and considerate towards Clover the whole time, even warned Mooch about them not being bandits, taught Clover gun safety, wanted to bring his posse along for a fun time, thanked Ace for telling him about getting Clover a new hat...

Sure, at first he only liked Clover for being a human, but as Ceroba says, that changed and he grew to genuinely care about them, plus I can't help but think Star saw himself in Clover and that's part of the reason he was so proud of them all the time even when they messed up (I'll talk more about this at some point)

What exactly made Ace want to leave the gang? He even said how he doesn't mind "getting run over by the fake train"

he's so nice. says sorry for forgetting the safety goggles even when he was scatterbrained due to his excitement. I love him so much

The only real "faults" (I'll call them temporary faults) I saw in Star during the Wild East section was that he was even more enthusiastic and more proud than usual. But how couldn't he be when he met a member of the species that he has admired for so long because they have real cowboys and sheriffs on the surface (who are seen as brave heroes who deliver justice, while Star canonically feels like a nobody farmer). His posse should have realized Clover wouldn't be there forever and just let their boss enjoy himself with his "deputy who'd have to leave sooner or later anyway"(or be more patient with him/ask him why he feels this strongly towards Clover/if there's a deeper reason for that). His friends including Ceroba just turn their back on him so quickly instead. The moment he's gotten the chance to feel valued for once and put himself first and not have to take care of this whole town and everyone in it and live his dream of meeting a real human, suddenly "his personality is damaged?"

Star's literally built this whole town, organised everything, he worries about everyone, Ceroba (plus was the one to give her emotional strength before and after Clover's sacrifice), Kanako, the monsters, his family, struggles with feelings of worthlessness yet never wipes that smile off his face, always does his best to be hopeful and optimistic and make others laugh, gave his posse a nap time so they don't become exhausted, gave Ceroba a free home, didn't act upon his feelings towards her and was a 110% supportive, caring friend instead. THAT'S who he is. He's the papa bear of this friend group, the glue holding everyone together.

He was just *really* excited. Y'all know he's insecure and just wishes to escape who he is and yet y'all blame him for liking Clover so much. Yeah, the four are very clearly jealous. But why won't the four of you control your feelings for a while? As mentioned, Clover WILL HAVE TO LEAVE EVENTUALLY. They won't be Star's "deputy" forever (the kid who's just as into westerns as he is, who values justice just as much, who also values doing the right thing. Someone he clearly felt understood in the presence of, whom he loved; just look at the way he talks about Clove during Showdown). Star seems genuinely confused of what he did wrong poor guy just wanted to live his fantasy for once and feel important:

Even at the beginning Moray's like "oh no Martlet is upset" Mooch replies "don't be a buzzkill nothing exciting ever happens around here" and Ray's like "Yeah you've got a point"

If you all agreed to have a little fun with a human who will very soon leave forever why is Starlo's enthusiasm such a big problem? If the posse weren't into this after all (unless they were simply too jealous which could have been solved with a honest talk and a little patience) why are you doing this "rowdy" job with Star in the first place? Do you want your boring routine day to day life so much back? Or just for Clover to leave (which they will soon enough)? You, western enthusiasts, literally met a real human, A HUMAN FROM WESTERNS YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PASSIONATELY INTO (clearly not as passionate as Star but passionate ENOUGH to understand where he's coming from).

... okay.

[kookyburrowing]

i think alpha-17 hates kids in theory but he’s like those guys whose families get dogs or whatever and then he gets really attached. he is definitely not happy about it but he’s attached.

[cloud-ya]

Yeah me... I'm waiting patiently for your oc art, they're so beautiful, cool and elegant on your arts/sketches. Not to mention how your anatomy absolutely amazing (especially the wings, you draw them so good!) and color palettes so soft and nice. And concepts for your ocs cool too, they're simple but your presentation of them is so unique and beautiful! The lore is also sounds interesting, would love to hear about them more!

So anyways, you're amazing💫

And I'm sorry, if this is too much

🥹 thank you, it's really nice to hear people do see my OCs

[panevanbuckley]

you ever remember how tk wakes up from a coma and the first thing he does is tell carlos to breathe and how eddie regains consciousness after being shot just to ask buck if he's okay and then have a full blown mental breakdown-

[martincart]

Look at me drawing Star fox as venom's nightmare fuel

[billdenbrough]

BLOOD EVERYWHERE

aftg · aaron minyard centric · 10.5k, t on trauma, mirrors, and memories

Before Nicky can do more than open his mouth, Andrew says, “I’m abstaining from violence.” Nicky closes his mouth and looks at him. Andrew smiles, almost as guileless as when he’d been on his meds, and spreads his hands. “Joan of Exy’s convinced me.” Aaron snorts. That seems to wake Kevin up, and gets him back on track. “Andrew’s not involved,” he tells Nicky impatiently. “Between Aaron and Neil.” “Why are Aaron and Neil fighting?” Nicky wants to know. “They’re not,” Kevin says at the same time that Neil says, “He’s jealous of my superior relationship,” and Aaron says, “Have you met him?”

read on ao3

[electric-plants]

ooohhhhhh jiaoqiu’s trailer is So pretty i need his banner up IMMEDIATELY

[varpusvaras]

Sateen and Sheltay are the first ones to notice.

Of course they are. They have to watch Bail constantly sigh wistfully every time the Commander comes up on conversation even in passing, or watch him try to not be too eager every time he is inviting the Commander over for a cup of caf. Her Majesty is not any better, according to Visaiya, and the three of them quickly for a habit of reporting just how bad the Senator and the Queen are pining this week.

It doesn't take them long to notice how the Commander increasingly accepts every single invite for anything Bail just happens to give him, and it takes even less time for the Commander to become Fox and for Fox to become very permanent fixture in all of their lives. The rest of the Guard follows suit, of course, but Fox is the one who has his own designated cup in the office and who both Bail and Her Majesty are constantly fawning about.

Then Sateen walks in one day in the middle of Bail and Fox making out in the office, and that's the day Fox becomes the boyfriend of their employers.

It takes only a few months for Bail and Her Majesty to start talking about weddings and living situations and everything of that sort. Sateen is not the one who let's it slip. Neither is Sheltay. In all honestly, Sateen just thinks that the three of them are way too obvious, as, two weeks after the first time Sateen had heard the word marriage come out of Bail's mouth, the entire Royal Guard had somehow gotten the memo.

Sateen hears them whisper about it constantly. They all seem very excited about it, and the only thing Sateen can do is to wish Fox luck in his mind.

---

It's very hard for Fox to not notice how every time he goes anywhere publicly, there always seems to be a member of the Royal Guard there.

Fox doesn't mind them, not at all. They never try to interfere with his work, quite opposite.

He is walking down the hallway of the Senate Building one afternoon, his hands uncomfortably full and his mind definitely fuming a bit. He was the Commander of the Guard, a highly trained soldier, not some secretary-

There's a door that needs to be pressed open. Before Fox can even begin the task of balancing all of the datapads and flimsies on his other arm so he can get his other arm free, there are hurrying steps coming towards him, and someone speeds past him.

A Royal Guard slams his hand on the door panel, and it slides open.

"Good afternoon, Commander", the Guard smiles at Fox, breathing just a little heavily. "After you, please."

Fox is...not really sure about what is going on.

"Thank you", is the only thing he can come up with at that moment. The Guard smiles a bit wider and bows his head down a bit as Fox walks past him.

"Can I help you with those?" He asks, and Fox, definitely not knowing what is going on anymore or how he should react to anything, let's him take almost all of the datapads from his arms. The Guard seems weirdly happy to do so, and he cheerily bids Fox farewell as Fox reaches the doors to the Chancellor's office.

He needs to talk about this with Bail the next time he sees him, Fox decides.

---

Fox hates mornings.

He used to bee good with them, but that was before his hours of sleep had decreased to four on average. So now Fox is not good with them anymore and he hates them.

He is still on time, on his way to oversee way too many security points for the mornings meetings and other visits, and he definitely isn't only half awake under his helmet. His average of four hours of sleep is after all, an average, so the last night had been a night that had brought the average down. Fox really wants to just get into the elevator and doze off for a moment longer.

The elevator is broken. So is the next one. And the next. And the next.

Fox stares at them. Stares at the stairs to the left. Stares at the elevators again.

He could take the elevators on the next hall over...does he have clearance to use those? He's not sure. He should, most likely, but even more likely he doesn't.

Fox stares at the elevators. At the stairs. There are a lot of stairs.

Then there are two Royal Guards, making their way towards him.

"Good morning, Commander!" They both greet him. Fox hopes that his own greeting of "morning" sounded awake enough.

"Do you need to go to the upper floors?" One of them asks him. Fox thinks he has seen him before. "All the elevators here are out of order, but you can take the ones next halls with us!"

"Thank you", Fox manages to say, because he is still not completely awake and he is confused again about the cheerfulness of the Guards in front of him.

He follows them to the elevators, feeling a bit like he is the one being guarded on his way, with one of them walking next to him and the other two steps ahead. They open the elevator doors, let Fox get in first, and then stand in front of the doors the whole way up. One of them steps out first, like he is checking the perimeter, and then the other lets Fox step out before him.

"Have a good rest of your day!" They say as Fox leaves them to go do his work.

---

Almost three hours later Fox walks back the same way, and the Guards are there, now with a travel cup of warm caf.

"Here, Commander", the one with the cup says, and gives it to Fox. "Do you need to go down?"

Fox nods, and says thank you again, because what else is he supposed to say?

He stands at the back of the elevator again on the way down. Neither of the Guards say anything when Fox lifts his helmet and takes a sip of the caf. It's a good blend, and it's very, very sweet, just like Fox likes it.

They walk him out of the elevator. Thire is there, with a squad of Guards, ready to move out to the next location. None of them say anything about the cup in Fox's hand as he gives them the orders and climbs into a speeder with them.

"Are you more awake now?" Thire asks him as they get on their way. He's smirking behind his helmet, Fox can hear it in his voice.

Fox lifts his own helmet again, and takes another drink.

"Now I am", he says, ignoring the quiet laughter coming from Thire.

---

Nights on Corucant can be surprisingly cold.

Fox doesn't get it. The weather is already controlled, and there are no large ecosystems left that would benefit from having the air temperature lowered this much. But, it is what it is, and now Fox is cold.

He is also tired. Again. This time because it is very much closer to midnight now, which means he has been awake...almost a whole day. If he doesn't count the ten-minute naps he managed to take every now and then.

He should be calling for someone to come pick him up. It's not safe for a clone to be alone on Coruscant, even if they are a Commander. Fox lifts his arm, ready to open his comlink and get himself a lift-

-when there is a speeder stopping in front of him, and a Royal Guard jumps out.

"Good evening, Commander!" He greets Fox, even tough it's definitely not evening anymore. "Can we take you back to the base?"

Fox is tired, he is cold, and there is a speeder ready for him.

He's not stupid. He nods.

"Thank you", he says. The Guard opens the door for him and lets Fox climb in first, and Fox swears that he bows his head down a little as well as Fox walks past him.

The speeder is warm, a lot warmer than Fox thinks they usually are, like the heating has been put on full just before he got in. The flight to the base is relatively a short one, and once again, the door is opened for him.

"Have a good night, Commander!" The Guard says, and yes, he is bowing his head down ever so slightly. "We'll see you tomorrow at the Senate!"

"You too", Fox says. The speeder doesn't leave until he has walked through the base doors.

---

It's been a moment since Fox was back on Coruscant.

Bail doesn't really like Fox coming to visit him there. It's not that he doesn't want to see Fox, but Coruscant was all that Fox knew for the entire war, and they both know how Coruscant can be at it's worst. Bail's protective streak is definitely rivaling Fox's own, and Fox can't really fault him for it.

There is a speeder ready for him, waiting just outside the landing platform.

The Royal Guard waiting next to the speeder smiles at Fox.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness", he greets him. "To the Senate?"

Fox smiles back.

"Good afternoon", he greets, and nods. "Yes, thank you. You got me anything good today?"

"A lot of things", The Guard laughs a little as he says it, and he opens the speeder door. "I heard Amedda got into a little...accident, lately, so to say."

Fox grins.

"That's definitely something I need to hear about more", he says, and steps into the speeder.

[invaderlynx]

A very rare night off