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lightning feet update
Chapter 74 is now up!
@blackkatmagic ‘s last chapter of RWLF took me by the throat and i had to Do Something to keep myself from screaming
cant stop thinking about them <3
based on rwlf by @blackkatmagic !!
Heroic Service
music ask meme masterlist
anakin/rex + nude as the news by cat power for @youbitehard
wolffe/feral + strangers by halsey (feat. lauren jáuregui) for @anelegantoffense
maulrex + a wild river to take you home by black hill, silent island for anonymous
boba & fennec + 3055 by ólafur arnalds for @reyiosa
obi-wan/rex + unfinished business by white lies for rey
cody & luke + run londinium by daniel pemberton for rey
boba + trust by half moon run for anonymous
maulrex/alphamaul + after the zero hour by wolf alice for @svartalfheimr
obirex + lonely boy by the vitamin string quartet for @norcumii
hardcase + belly of the beat by grimes for @callacabforme
thank you so much to you all for your prompts!!!!
link to the og post: here
lightning feet update
Chapter 79 is now up!
With a snort, Wolffe drops their packs on the ground and flops back, grimace deep and displeased. “Taking over a noble house on Naboo all over again,” he mutters, and Feral chuckles a little, approaching. When Wolffe grabs for him, he lets himself be caught, pulled down next to Wolffe, and Wolffe promptly rolls over him, cages him in with his body and leans down to rest their foreheads together. Smiling, Feral tangles his fingers in Wolffe’s curls, enjoying the closeness, the meaning behind it.
“I’ll talk to him,” he promises, soft. “But—I think it might have to be that dramatic. He knows Sidious the best.”
“Never should have let those three set foot on the same planet, let alone interact,” Wolffe mutters, and when Feral laughs, Wolffe kisses him, steals the sound and presses down and steals Feral’s breath entirely. With a moan, Feral wraps an arm around his shoulders, tugs, and Wolffe sinks down entirely on top of him, a weight that leaves Feral breathless for more than one reason.
When he breaks the kiss, Feral opens his eyes, looks up at him, and it’s hard to breathe, seeing Wolffe watching him like that. It’s hard to think of anything but what’s coming, and how many possibilities of failure there are, and all the ways it could go wrong.
Feral is scared, because now it feels real. Maul showed him the exact spot they're going to spring their trap, and where Feral should be when they do, and that means it’s almost time. Sidious will be here soon, and he’s going to try to kill all of them.
“Maybe not,” he says with a lightness he doesn’t feel. “But I don’t think anyone could stop them now.”
Wolffe pulls a face, and Feral can feel his mild horror at catching Fox with his tongue halfway down Maul's throat. It makes him laugh a little, no matter how sympathetic he is, because—it’s good, in his opinion. Maul never, ever would have allowed that before, wouldn’t have let anyone see him enjoying something beyond violence and wouldn’t have permitted someone to take any liberties with him. But now he is, and neither Fox nor Padmé seems bothered at all by the prickliness, the sharpness. Such things slide right off them, in a way Feral’s never quite been able to manage.
“It’s good,” Feral says, smiling, and when Wolffe makes a sound of disgust, he chuckles, rubbing their cheeks together. “I'm glad Maul found people. And Padmé and Fox are both beautiful.”
There's a pause, deliberate, and then Wolffe tips his head to look up at Feral through one narrowed eye. “Fox is beautiful?” he asks, pointed.
Feral desperately contains his laughter, tries to keep his expression as innocent as possible. “He is!” he protests. “I like the grey in his hair. It looks…distinguished.”
“Distinguished,” Wolffe repeats in disbelief. “We’re clones.”
Feral blinks up at him, eyes wide. “But you're all completely unique in the Force,” he says earnestly.
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What's that, an extra chapter?? Wild but true.