#Penguinkiwi Writes

[kiwikipedia]

There’s a certain feel to a Kel Dor that is expected when one crosses paths with the eldest and supposedly wisest of the Koon Family within the Jedi Temple.

Many Jedi both young and old were acquainted with Master Plo Koon and his calm and steady ways, his kindness and gentle words that could turn razor sharp when pressed. A pillar, old and wise, like the steady rock of the planet or the rolling rumbles of thunder ensuring what is to come. The Clones knew him, some better than their own Generals with how fast word spread among them. A protector, a defender, a man who could earn the rank of General easily had he been a soldier of rank and title rather than just a Jedi given the authority. A man who would willingly lay his life down for another.

Many were acquainted with Sha Koon, a knight known for being a bit more clipped and matter-of-fact in comparison to her uncle. Jedi knew her as the Koon who could dissect a man with a gaze, and the Koon with a memory that never lost its touch, but she was calm and steadfast like her uncle was. The clones knew her by way of rumor, how she no longer operated on the field but her words of refusing to fight for the sake of violence and useless wars rang in their hearts. What use was a battle that wouldn’t even help the war? Gaining a planet that wouldn’t have been a loss even if it was taken? The senseless bloodshed? They kept those words in their hearts and knew she was like her Uncle and had such a love for them.

The younger two of the Koons, both wise and steadfast— there was an expected feeling from them. Like a storm rolling in, like the rock of the planet, like an anchor in the ocean, a lighthouse on the sea.

Fae Koon was different.

An oddity among the Koons, some would say. Age and time had not been kind to him, an ancient and elusive being. And yet…

If Plo was a storm from a distance, the steady rumble and rains. If Sha was the planet, rocking and moving without faltering…

Fae was the wind. Swift and unpredictable. He tore through enemies in combat and ripped apart debates with sharp words and clear messages.

The other Kel Dor called him Etu'soh'Makai-Du'ul-Siksta, The One Whose Wind Cuts Through The Darkened Sleep. The name of a violent Wind Spirit known for tearing apart settlements when enraged, known for the howling of the winds when one sleeps.

Perhaps at one point, he had been the same as his nephew. Strong, wise, steady, and calm. But now he was quiet until provoked, elusive and haunting the halls until called upon. A ghost roaming the battlefield tearing apart enemies and leaving naught a trace behind him.

And yet The quiet from him wasn’t a form of looming danger, but a form of contentment and comfort.

Fae Koon was different.

But he was not bad in that way. And no matter how different he was, his younger relatives loved him, there was no doubt about that.

And there was no doubt that just like the two of them, Fae Koon loved and cared for others so deeply with a genuine heart.

[tits-fisto]

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

1st - Dia Daesha

Leather/Latex - Fennec Shand / Garsa Fwip

AO3

3rd - Skittles

Drunk Sex - Cherise Magnetta / Dara Idella

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5th - Silk Sheets

Morning Sex - Ashe Lark / Quinlan Vos / Commander Fox

@penguinkiwi prompt

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7th - Never Enough

Creampie - Commander Bly / Aayla Secura

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9th - Dangerously Overwhelmed

Double Penetration - Clone Medic Nocte / Kit Fisto / Dara Idella

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11th - Temptation And Restraint

Love Bites/Marks - Kit Fisto / Dara Idella

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13th - Top Ten Senate Fuck Cupboards

Dry Humping - Quinlan Vos / Commander Fox

@calamity-aims prompt

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15th - When The Kids Are Away

Group Sex - Kit Fisto / Dara Idella / Mace Windu / Agen Kolar

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17th - Hold Me Tighter

Pegging - Dara Idella / Raim Collins

@penguinkiwi prompt

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19th - Sovereign

Overstimulation - Plo Koon / Kit Fisto

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21st - In All Your Finery

Lingerie - Quinlan Vos / Commander Fox

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23rd - Perfect

Bondage - Commander Bly / Aayla Secura

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25th - Mercy

Mirror Sex - Boba Fett / Din Djarin

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27th - Relax

Sensory Deprivation - Cin Drallig / Tholme / T'ra Saa

@penguinkiwi prompt

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29th - For Science

Nipple Play - Cherise Magnetta / Dara Idella

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31st - Every Word

Praise Kink - Boba Fett / Din Djarin

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[spacerocksarethebestrocks]

Commander Fox Is Completely Fine: Final Update!

Chapter 70: 30 Hours On Coruscant

Summary:

"I like it," Quin said, his voice growing louder. "Makes you look distinguished. A sexy older man."

"An old man, maybe," Fox muttered crossly under his breath. He turned to Quinlan, who was leaning in the doorway. Whatever self-pitying comment Fox was about to say died on his tongue as he took in his partner's appearance.

"What the fuck is that?" he asked, horrified.

Notes

Oh my gosh, I can't believe we're finally here! We made it! All seventy chapters!!!!

First of all I would like to thank everyone who has read (and hopefully enjoyed) CFICF. Thanks to everyone who left kudos, or a comment, thanks to everyone who left multiple comments!!! Thank you!!!

I started writing fanfic when I was in quite a bad place, and it's brought me so much joy. Most of all, it helped me find an online community of friends who I treasure so much. So most of all, I would like to thank the friends I made a long the way.

Thank you to @irresponsibility101, my first online friend. Love you kiddo!

Thank you to @purgetrooperfox and @milf-maul for reaching out to me to invite me to servers. You introduced me to such an amazing incredible group of people and changed my life.

Thank you to everyone who has beta'd for me, who has listened to me talk about my characters and ideas and just generally word vomit with enthusiasm. Thank you to @purgetrooperfox, @chiafett, @calamity-aims, @penguinkiwi, @1-or-a-0 and @certified-anakinfucker for your advice and support. (I've had a lot of betas, so sorry if I've forgotten you!)

Most of all, thank you to @cyarbika. I love your writing so much and being able to talk through these last few chapters with you has been great. You make me a better writer, a better storyteller. Can't wait to write the rest of this series and force you to listen to me talk through another 60 chapters of fic. I love you. ❤️

More Terrible Jedi to come. See you all next time!!!

[purgetrooperfox]

WIP ask game

tysm for the tag @rain-on-kamino <3

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. (You can make your own post or reblog this one!) I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? DnD campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

SW

the holding of hands, the breaking of glass (noctit)

in shades (uj,,)

currents (corrie echo)

mando vox

5+1 rewrite

we were here poss zine subs

prompt fills: 14 Fox, 13 ???, 30 noctitra, 18 Lane, 3 vox

stray ;-;

post-canon

pre-canon

MK

subscorp week '22

DA rewrite

j4j outline (SWxMK)

m4j outline (SWxMK)

prompt fills: 15 subscorp, 21 subscorp

art (which doesn't get titled in my app but)

fucked up and evil noctit

mk11 scorp screencap redraw

redraw of that photo of carrie fisher and a scout trooper

I'm definitely one of those people who finishes one WIP and three more crop up in its place, can you tell? wjehjdhd

no pressure: @kkrazy256 @spacerocksarethebestrocks @penguinkiwi @redminibike1 @sl-walker @milf-plokoon @milf-maul @d3epfriedangels @calamity-aims and anyone who wants to join!!!

[oh-three]

1, 5, 11 for the Guard Series?

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

A lot of the inspiration for the Guard series comes from PenguinKiwis' We Are The Guard, We Are A Family. I really love what they're doing with it, and I love seeing the interactions between their OCs, but I just wanted to see more of Quizzy, if that makes sense. And so began my own series, most being one-shots of funny little moments between them with angst growing like weeds. And it somehow expanded into the Inquisitorius-era.

5: What part was hardest to write?

Right now, the hardest part is coming up with the light-hearted one-shots to fill in the gaps between the major events of the series (those being the Temple bombing, Knightfall, Malachor, etc.). I have a bullet point on the outline somewhere just telling me to look up prompts for ideas in one of those gaps 😂

11: What do you like best about this fic?

What I like best about the Guard series is how in-depth it goes. On how much it explores this character and his backstory, filling in what we never learned about him. And along the way, we get to bond with those characters and treasure them like any other. We get to feel for them, for him. I live for that stuff.

Rak: snorts, pause, still speaking slowly, but a little more lifelike “Tindri. You’re starting to sound like Linaleh.” slowly shakes head in place of an eye roll “I can look after myself.”

Tindri: “Says the one who sat here all night.”

Rak: growls, irritation finally rising, turns to her “Do you need something?”

Tindri: shrugs “No. But you do look pathetic sitting here like that.”

Rak: dryly “I can imagine.”

[hotshot9]

Last line game

Thank you for the tag @i-will-bite !!! A chance to share more writing 😁

Rules: write the latest line from a wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post!!

This is from a follow up I started to the one called Ow, where Wolffe has a migraine. I have more written after this, but this was the last section I was struggling through working on. And I'm gonna post a bit more than just the last line (I'm such a rebel, I know), mostly because I really like the way the last line fits with the ones that came before 😅

Wolffe rubs the scar on her cheek. "How is it that you wanted to help him but can't let this go?"

Sana sighs. "Because Skywalker hurt me. But Ventress hurt you."

"Well now you know how I felt."

Anyway, yeah, I half forgot I was writing this one. I think I'm gonna try picking it back up this weekend.

And tags! No pressure, just if you want to 😊

@iamthespacegeneral @smoooothbrain @crclocalunhingedsith @penguinkiwi @commanderbengiskywalker @alexeithegoat @crc-the11tailed

[kit-fisto-obsessive]

Last Line Game!

thanks for the tag @alexeithegoat-main

Rules: write the latest line from a wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post!

A cold hand reached out to touch the blaster scar on his thigh and he tried not to flinch.

no pressure tags: @irresponsibility101 @mysteryhacked @purgetrooperfox @puirell @milf-plokoon @penguinkiwi @mostlyvoidsometimesstars @certified-anakinfucker @milf-maul @ct-7567 @queen-breha-organa

[r1-jw-lover]

was tagged by @fooolisher thank you for the tag 🤸‍♂️

Favourite time of the year: well, well, well... from where I come from there’s no four seasons, only summer. It’s either very sunny or very rainy, so I guess my favourite time of the year is that sweet spot in the middle, when it’s neither very sunny nor rainy as hell.

Comfort food: easy. Ginger egg fried rice, especially my dad’s :)

Do you collect something: nah, collecting ain’t really my thing :( tho I do keep my old jigsaw puzzles and completed 3D puzzles from years ago in a place

Favourite drink: number one is Hot Milo, number two is green tea

Favourite song: I don’t have any particular all-time favs, but “Would Anyone Care” by Citizen Soldier is my current angsty jam

Favourite fanfic: this is a hard pick but I have to go with the tiger shark and the sun by @b-else-writes which is a multi-chapter fic of Star Wars set in the ATLA universe with characters from the OT, Rogue One, Solo, the books, even Legends. The blending of the two universes is just genius and beautiful... All 48/48 chapters are completed and I beg you to check it out. 

Tag 9 people you want to know better!

No pressure tags: @penguinkiwi, @robotforest, @persaloodles, @awacatin, @spacerocksarethebestrocks, @strwrs, @puirell, @revenge-of-the-shit, @uwingdispatch

[commanderbengiskywalker]

98 or 100 with Plo?

Sometimes You Need Help From Those Closest.

100: “I know you’re not feeling good, but you can’t talk to people like that”

Characters: Plo and Wolffe.

Plo knew Wolffe didn’t mind taking care of others. He cared for his vod’ika and him, as he would dragged from the battlefield if injued or in need of comfort. Other times he would hear him to his vod give advice to their problems or a hug. He seem to always to put others before himself. When it came others taking care of him...there were less than stellar results...

There was loud yelling coming from the medbay as Patches was arguing with one other person. Normally, Wolffe would handle the issue as he was always on top of everything on the ship, but he was not anywhere by the medbay.

“For the last time, Wolffe,” Patches sighed, as the Kel Dor drew closer. “Just lay down and let me check…”

“For the last time! I am fine!” The commaning voice of Wolffe echoing down the hall.

‘Hmm...what could Wolffe have done to gain the medic’s ire?’ He thought curiously, as he entered the room.

He was greeted with Wolffe being held down by Comet and Boost to the bed while Sinker was in the corner doubled over as he was shaking with contained laughter. Patches stood to the side holding a bacta patch in his hands with his posture exudes the tiredness he feels. He Wolffe had a large gash on his side which he had sustained from the recent mission.

It was supposed to be a simple rescue as delegates were trapped by the Separatist. The Republic to have less noise and a small team, so they sent him and his boys to do the job. While Plo was distracted with oncoming droidekas as they did the extraction with Wolffe by his side to fend off the few commando droids. At some point, the droids overwhelmed him as one had him in a headlock while the other two moved to kill. Wolffe is a very skilled commander and he took pride in that. These droids were nothing.

Wolffe kicked the blaster out of the closer one before he kicked it back. Then he ran back with the droid that had him in a headlock against the nearest wall several times. Slamming his bucket against the metal and crushing it against the wall, setting him free, but not for long. Plo was too slow to stop the blade that his Wolffe’s side, but the commander returned the pain ten fold by removing his helmet and biting of the droid’s head. He finished the last drodeka, before aiding him to the gunship.

“Buir, thank goodness…” Comet said, as he noticed him while struggling to keep Wolffe still. “Wolffe is being fussy commander and won’t let us help.”

“Really? I never thought Wolffe could even be fussy, Comet.” Plo said, amusement evident in his tone with a slightly raised brow.

��Believe us, Buir,” Boost said, as he struggled to keep Wolffe down, “he is very fussy when he won’t do a check up. Even back on Kamino.”

“Don’t mind them, Buir, they are overreacting.” Wolffe seethed, as he shoved Boost away.

“We only care about you, Wolffe.”

“Copaani mirshmure’cye, vod?”

Plo didn’t understand much Mando’a outside of usual “vod’ika”, “vod”, “ori’vd” and their favourite “Buir”. Though from the reactions of Wolffe’s brothers, it was some form of an insult.

“I know you're not feeling good, son,” he said gently, as he went to his bedside, “but you can’t talk to people like that. Even your vod. They just want to help you.”

Wolffe’s flickered from anger to softness as he leaned back on the bed. He sighed snd turned to his brothers.

“N’eparvau takisit, vod’ikas.” He said with a sense of sincerity in voice.

Plo may not understand, but he knew it was some form of apology. The rest of the Pack laughed and patted Wolffe’s shoulder.

“Kar’taylir darasuum, di’kut.” Sinker said, as he patted Wolffe’s shoulder.

“I am ready for the patch up, Patches.” Wolffe smiled.

“Finally!” Patches sighed.

Plo shook his head, as he say by another bed watch his boys banter among themselves. Wolffe may do a lot for them. It is only fair if they the same for him.

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Mando’a:

Kar’taylier darasuum: Love

N’eparvau takisit: Sorry. Literally: I will eat my insult.

Copaani mirshmure’cyr, vod: Are you looking for a smack in the face, mate?

Vod: Brother, sisiter, sibling.

Buir: Mother, father, parent.

[writerman]

Last Line Tag Game

I was tagged by @do-androids-dream-ao3acc and oh maaaaan! You posted this and tagged me as I was writing a Barduil Bondage oneshot on this fine Sunday morning lmao.

Rules: Write the latest line from a wip and tag as many people as there are words.

Barely had he completed the action did he feel the crop against his thigh again and he cried out from behind the gag, his mind no help to him now.

Tagging: @morticia-butler @penguinkiwi @loyalmuse @nocompromise-noregrets @lonelyheartsmotel @daisy-birb and anyone else who sees this and is currently writing!

[kiwikipedia]

Fujimaru’s soul is a bit full, but they’re there with good intentions. Or maybe they're there just to enjoy a free show and kill time. It’s hard to tell, but today they play cards.

For the @nasuversekinkmeme

[badger-writes]

thanks for the tag @brachiosaurus-on!

rules: write the latest line from WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the line. make a new post, don’t reblog.

”’Troopers and crewers expendable,’” Nokk finishes, reading over his shoulder.

tagging @findswoman @rukafais @createandconstruct @penguinkiwi @trak-nar @graaid @tarisilmarwen @revanchxst @dreaminghour @dral-koumine

[spacerocksarethebestrocks]

A teaser from my next long fic!!!

Their conversation lapsed as they got to the lifts that would take them to the surface levels. There were others there as well as their small group, so not only did they not talk, but Rex ended up pressed close to Kit's chest.

His bare chest, because he wasn't wearing anything beneath his Jedi robes. They weren't touching, but it was a near thing. This close, Rex could tell he was a little cooler than him, temperature wise.

He could smell him too.

There was that scent of fresh sea air again, of salt on the wind, but it was overlain by other scents that Rex could only discern now that his face was mere inches away from the man's chest.

He smelt like ocean garbage and seagull vomit, rotten seaweed and old fish. The racoon that controlled Rex's brain got very excited, it's mangey ears twitching.

Thanks to @penguinkiwi @crowbafett and @purgetrooperfox for their very serious suggestions about what Kit Fisto smells like. Without friends to help me, I wouldn't write anything at all.

[siennahrobek]

Last Line Game

Thanks, @penguinkiwi

rules: write the latest line from a wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. make a new post

“Luke had never seen Ben around friends.”

If you don’t write, I’m sorry. Oi vey, I’m terrible at these.

@jedidruid @brachiosaurus-on @zealousdetectivegladiator @mothnem @short-wooloo @naucaruni @ankahikoibaat

[crcthemaker]

CRC Members Masterlist

@crc-general-orin - The General

@galaxy-of-fools - Me But Cooler

@smoooothbrain - Also Me

@crc-commodore-sana9 - Hot Shot

@crc-shea-the-jedi - Knight Shea

@penguinkiwi - Senator Kiwi

@penguinkiwi-writes - Kiwi But She Has A Pen

@crc-the11tailedlovesclones - Kaju

@commanderbengiskywalker - The Marshal Commander (Dear)

@lloyd-garma-gun - Emoji

@hotdiggitydogma - Also Emoji

@karkyou-affectionate - Void'Ika

@kaijusplotch - KaijuSplotch

@soclonely - Shebs

@d2euterium - D2

@crclocalunhingedsith - Path

@karkyou-affectionate - Cassie

[postapocalyptic-cryptic]

Last Line Game

thanks @picazos-angsty-typist!

rules: write the latest line from a wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. make a new post! 

“Faie,” he rasps, placing a hand on Faie’s shoulder.

oh boy @moonfish55 @gaeasun @calamity-aims @willowworkswithwords @purgetrooperfox @spacerocksarethebestrocks @meerlichts @penguinkiwi @mysteryhacked