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[thepenguinweeb]

so i finally got the chance to play date everything. been wanting to try it out even before it released and i am SO happy its such a good game.

so anyway maybe i'll start writing for date everything?

[thepenguinweeb]

Is role reversal like a role swap thing? I'm just asking to make sure!

short answer: could be! up to interpretation!

long answer: as i said, most of these prompts are pretty vague to leave some creative freedom! role reversal could mean an AU where the roles are reversed or just a fic where the roles are swapped for a day.

[thepenguinweeb]

ignore my dumbass not putting tags 😭🙏anyway deadline extended to august 8th im an idiot

Mr. Penguin's 100 Follower Event

This event is in celebration for reaching 100 followers on this blog! While active, I will be prioritizing requests sent for the event.

So, what is this about?

Basics

There will be a prompt list including 100 fanfic tropes, character cliches or ship dynamics, which you can choose from! Send in your character(s), which prompt(s) you'd like, and the rest is up to you! You're free to add whatever - in fact, as most of these prompts are not very specific, I encourage you to add your own details, plots or whatever you wish! Never be afraid to go on long rambles in my askbox. <3

The event will last from today - July 11th - to July 25th.

Rules

- You may send in at max 3 prompts combined into one

- I will write for any character from any of the fandoms listed in my pinned post!

- The usual rules I use still apply - check my pinned for those!

Prompts

only one bed

forced proximity

found family

arranged marriage

fake relationship

childhood friends to lovers

love triangle

coffee shop AU

unrequited love

first kiss

enemies to lovers

lovers to enemies

secret relationship

drunken confession

opposites attract

betrayal

spin the bottle

secret admirer

academic rivals

polyamorous relationship

love at first sight

oblivious dumbasses in love

partners in crime

mutual pining

paired up for a school project

work/academic partners

bandaging the other up

band AU

canon divergence

popular x nerd

second chance

accidental confession

jealousy

mistaken for couple

"we were partners in another life"

cuddling for warmth

exes

artist x muse

soulmate AU

closeted gays in love

too easy to fluster

dying in their arms

rejection

damsel in distress

secret meeting

almost kiss

protectiveness

rival teams/businesses

horrible first meeting

reunion

idol x fan

pinned against something

chaotic siblings

not admitting to obvious feelings

only nice/nicer to them

yandere

girlboss and malewife

clinginess

touch starved

assholes in love

doomed by the narrative

reckless, constantly scolded for it

himbo/bimbo

losers in love

movie night

gentle giant

fairytale retelling

dancing/kissing in the rain

prom night

undercover mission

breakup

haunted house

petnames/nicknames

isolation

sleepover

masquerade

royalty AU

sugar daddy/mommy

role reversal

gets in trouble x gets them out of trouble

grumpy x grumpier

High school/college AU

tsundere

domestic dom

praise

degradation

two ends of the same spectrum

fantasy AU/magical powers

swooning over everything they do

love bites

"and they were roommates"

power imbalance

adoption

they're the exception

formal outfits

if looks could kill...

meeting the parents

hopeless romantic

interrupted confession

misunderstanding

Thank you, all of you, for helping me get this far. I hope you enjoy this event while it lasts, I love all of you, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate this. That's because I suck at communication but that's besides the point !!

Love,

Mr. Penguin.

[thepenguinweeb]

Mr. Penguin's 100 Follower Event

This event is in celebration for reaching 100 followers on this blog! While active, I will be prioritizing requests sent for the event.

So, what is this about?

Basics

There will be a prompt list including 100 fanfic tropes, character cliches or ship dynamics, which you can choose from! Send in your character(s), which prompt(s) you'd like, and the rest is up to you! You're free to add whatever - in fact, as most of these prompts are not very specific, I encourage you to add your own details, plots or whatever you wish! Never be afraid to go on long rambles in my askbox. <3

The event will last from today - July 11th - to July 25th.

Rules

- You may send in at max 3 prompts combined into one

- I will write for any character from any of the fandoms listed in my pinned post!

- The usual rules I use still apply - check my pinned for those!

Prompts

only one bed

forced proximity

found family

arranged marriage

fake relationship

childhood friends to lovers

love triangle

coffee shop AU

unrequited love

first kiss

enemies to lovers

lovers to enemies

secret relationship

drunken confession

opposites attract

betrayal

spin the bottle

secret admirer

academic rivals

polyamorous relationship

love at first sight

oblivious dumbasses in love

partners in crime

mutual pining

paired up for a school project

work/academic partners

bandaging the other up

band AU

canon divergence

popular x nerd

second chance

accidental confession

jealousy

mistaken for couple

"we were partners in another life"

cuddling for warmth

exes

artist x muse

soulmate AU

closeted gays in love

too easy to fluster

dying in their arms

rejection

damsel in distress

secret meeting

almost kiss

protectiveness

rival teams/businesses

horrible first meeting

reunion

idol x fan

pinned against something

chaotic siblings

not admitting to obvious feelings

only nice/nicer to them

yandere

girlboss and malewife

clinginess

touch starved

assholes in love

doomed by the narrative

reckless, constantly scolded for it

himbo/bimbo

losers in love

movie night

gentle giant

fairytale retelling

dancing/kissing in the rain

prom night

undercover mission

breakup

haunted house

petnames/nicknames

isolation

sleepover

masquerade

royalty AU

sugar daddy/mommy

role reversal

gets in trouble x gets them out of trouble

grumpy x grumpier

High school/college AU

tsundere

domestic dom

praise

degradation

two ends of the same spectrum

fantasy AU/magical powers

swooning over everything they do

love bites

"and they were roommates"

power imbalance

adoption

they're the exception

formal outfits

if looks could kill...

meeting the parents

hopeless romantic

interrupted confession

misunderstanding

Thank you, all of you, for helping me get this far. I hope you enjoy this event while it lasts, I love all of you, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate this. That's because I suck at communication but that's besides the point !!

Love,

Mr. Penguin.

[thepenguinweeb]

hi again :3. I just love your work and was wondering if I could request an other Bucciarati x f!reader fic. I’ve been super into College AU and have severe brainrot about it. Im so invested in it that in my free time I write down all the headcanons i have in my notes app (ﾟ∀ﾟ). Reader is probably already friends with Bruno and maybe shares some classes with him. Bruno also works part time at the Campus’s Cafe. Plot is up to you, feel free to do whatever. o(｀ω´ )o♥︎

[ Bruno Bucciarati x f!reader ]

[ You were never the type to go to many parties. Neither was Bruno. But when the two of you get dragged along, words spill out after one too many drinks. ]

[ # : College!AU, f!reader, she/her pronouns used, alcohol, bad decisions, protective Bruno, drunken confession, kinda suggestive at some parts but nothing explicit ]

[ TW : sexual harassment ! (not from Bruno) ]

[ A/N : guys i SWEAR im working on the matchups but it is almost 5 am, I haven't slept at all and i need an actual fic to write i am so sorry. anyway enjoy :3 ]

You and Bruno have been friends for a while.

It started with you asking him for his notes. God knows why you weren't paying attention to the lecture, but in the end all you managed to scribble down into your notebook was a half-assed attempt at writing about the topic the professor was talking about, adorned by unnecessarily detailed doodles of whatever you were daydreaming about that day.

He was happy to help, he always was.

And of course you became friends. He was just so easy to get along with, how could you not want to befriend him?

The day you found out about his part-time job was the day you started actually caring about the campus' café. Everything seemed to taste much better knowing it was Bruno on the job.

But even he couldn't help the sheer amount of pressure and stress you were under.

You knew you had to do your best with your studies, but lately it began to feel like it was too much. That suffocating feeling just wouldn't go away, no matter what.

So that's how you found yourself sprawled out on a bench, absentmindedly sipping on what was probably your fourth cup of coffee that day. Your mind seemed to tune out even the blinding light of the sun as you got lost in your thoughts again.

"[Y/N]?"

That roused you from your state. You'd recognize that voice anywhere.

You didn't even begin to question where he came from, or how he sat down next to you on the bench without you noticing. Because, in fairness, you were probably just too spaced out to notice.

"Oh, uh, hi Bruno."

You tried to put on a smile but even you could feel how unconvincing it was. And of course he didn't let it go.

"Are you alright? You've been staring at that bush for the last twenty minutes."

Well, shit. Had it really been that long?

You forced a nod. "Wonderful. Just, you know. Tired."

It wasn't a complete lie. You did just pull your third all-nighter that week.

Bruno frowned though, not entirely convinced. "I get that. But, if anything's bothering you.." he paused, fiddling with his sleeve for a brief moment. "You can come to me- to, uh, talk. If you want."

You finally raised your head to look at him, and smiled - genuinely, this time.

"Thanks, Bruno. I-"

"[Y/N]!! BUCCIARATI!!"

Just your luck that a nice moment like this would get interrupted.

You turned your head to the figure rushing toward you and your companion. You couldn't say you were surprised to see Mista.

"You guys! You gotta come to Giorno's party tomorrow!!"

You raised an eyebrow. "Giorno's having a party?"

The golden boy always seemed to focus on his studies before anything else - you thought it odd that he'd throw a party right now.

But then again, it probably wasn't his own idea, anyway, knowing his friends.

"Yeah!" Mista replied, still enthusiastic. "And you can bet it'll be the best one in your sad, miserable lives!"

You didn't even try to dispute the 'miserable life' claim.

Bruno cleared his throat, speaking up for the first time since Mista's interruption. "As much as we.. appreciate the invitation, Mista, I don't think-"

"Hold that thought." You stopped him from finishing. "When is it, exactly?"

Mista's eyes lit up and his grin widened upon seeing your interest. "Tomorrow, party starts at 6."

Well.. a party seemed like a good way to let out all that stress and just have fun for a night.

You pondered for a moment, which gave your friend the opportunity to speak again. He leaned closer to you, whispering in your ear so only you could hear.

"[Y/N], are you sure this is a good idea?"

You shot him a glance and just nodded. Poor Bruno, always trying to be responsible.. he needs to learn to live a little, right?

"I'm going."

Mista beamed at your acceptance, then looked expectantly at Bruno. The dark-haired man sighed. "I suppose I'll come too," he agreed, albeit reluctantly.

"Great! See you two!"

And with that, he ran off.

Bruno rubbed his temple, shaking his head. "This isn't going to end well."

You rolled your eyes and nudged him in the side. "Come on, don't be such a buzzkill. It'll be fun, trust me!"

But your friend clearly wasn't convinced, judging by his unamused expression. "Sure." He leaned back. "I'm only coming because you need someone responsible there."

You laughed. "You sound like a mom."

No response. He just gave you a glare.

Flashing lights, the smell of sweat and alcohol, and obnoxiously loud 2000s disco music - courtesy of Mista, if he had to guess. That's what greeted you when you entered.

The place was crowded to a horrible degree, and he had to wonder just how many people they'd managed to invite.

"Jesus," Bruno muttered, letting out a grunt. "Are you sure you want to-"

"Bruno." You stopped him before he could finish, already knowing what he wanted to ask. "Yes. I told you. I wanted to come, and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon."

He held your gaze for a few moments, waiting. Then, a quiet sigh. "If you insist."

You pushed through the crowd, looking for the snack table, all while he followed behind you. He made sure to stick by your side at all times, no matter what.

Well, that's what he tried to do.

He asked you to be careful, but was always met with the same response.

"I can handle a little alcohol, Bruno, it's fine."

You, in fact, could not handle a little alcohol.

It surprised even him, that all you needed was two glasses before you were completely out of it, probably not thinking clear.

He couldn't decide if you were that much of a lightweight or if the drinks served had that much alcohol.

In any case, keeping watch of a drunk you was even more difficult. It's like you were purposefully trying to make his job harder. Always wandering off, like you were trying to shake him off. And whenever he blinked just a little too slow, you'd somehow get your hands on yet another glass.

He'd lost sight of you for the third time, frantically searching for you - then he saw it.

"I just can't resist you, baby.. come on, I'll show you a good time if we just go somewhere more.. private."

The guy was much too close to you for comfort, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other stroking your cheek like he owned you.

Next thing he knew, you were pinned to a wall in one of the emptier corners with some rando shoving his tongue down your throat. He swore he saw his hands slowly start to move lower, but he couldn't finish what he'd started before Bruno shoved him off you.

And the way he scowled at him as if he'd just done something bad - it pissed him off.

"Bruno?" You looked at him, your expression somewhere between confusion, surprise and frustration. "What the hell?"

"Ah, shit- You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend! You bitch-!"

He frowned. The man dared to take advantage of a drunk girl then call her a bitch when things don't go his way?

"Because she doesn't," Bruno replied, crossing his arms. "But if you call her a bitch again, I will punch a hole through you."

The guy scoffed. "Okay, Mr. Tough Guy, I get it. Unreciprocated love is hard, but you don't have to be jealous just 'cuz she chose someone el-"

He was silenced by the roughness in which Bruno grabbed his shirt and the intensity of his glare. He didn't intend to harm him, but god, was it hard to hold back from punching him.

"That's what I thought."

He released the man and turned to you, grabbing you by the hand. "Come on, [Y/N], we're leaving."

"What?! No way, I-"

"That wasn't a suggestion, it was an order."

For just a moment, you were quiet. Then, you pulled away with a loud 'ugh!'

"For fuck's sake, Bruno, can't you give me some fucking privacy for once?! You don't have to follow me around all the time like some shitty guard dog, you know!" You snapped at him. "Can't I have fun at this goddamn party?! I came here to relieve stress and you ruined it!"

He was stunned at your harsh words, but not enough to stop him from taking your hand again. Your safety was his top priority right now, no matter what you thought.

"Sorry. The answer's no. Now come on. We're leaving, and that's final."

He hated being rough with you, but in your current state, it was the only language you understood, it seemed. And so, he dragged you out of the party with no regard for your constant curses thrown at him, and took you back to your dorm.

He let out a long sigh when you were finally away from everyone else. He managed to coerce you into bed with relative ease, with only a few complaints.

"Ugh.." you groaned as soon as your head hit the pillow. "Why'd you have to drag me out of there?"

He shook his head and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You clearly weren't in the best shape. Besides, I wasn't gonna let that guy take advantage of you."

You muttered something under your breath, which he couldn't catch.

Silence.

Then, as if some sort of switch in you had flipped, your attitude did a complete 180.

"Ough.. I'm sorry for what I said back there," you slurred. "I didn't- it just sorta- slipped out, y'know?"

Getting over his surprise at your sudden shift, he sighed. "I know."

You sat up and took a good look at him. Then you crawled over to him, still sitting at the edge of the bed, desperation in your gaze.

"Let me make it up to you. Please."

At that point you'd crawled into his lap and were tugging at his top, your hands almost having slipped under it.

But he knew better than to give in.

"No." He pushed you off. "You're drunk."

You let out a groan, but relented.

Another beat of silence.

"Have I ever told you how incredibly hot you are?"

He almost choked on air. "What?"

"Yeah," you said with a grin. "Especially when you give me that stern look whenever I do something stupid. Just- ugh."

He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol speaking anymore.

But what he was sure of is that you were staring at his lips now, and it was painfully obvious.

"I want to kiss you. So badly."

He sighed. "What did I tell you? You're drunk."

"..Please?"

"No."

"But-"

"No."

He wasn't relenting. And thankfully you were nowhere near as stubborn as him, because you flopped back onto the bed and gave up.

That's what he thought, until you spoke again.

"...So you don't love me."

He draped the blanket over you and tucked you in with another sigh. "We'll talk about this when you're not drunk out of your mind, alright?"

You hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"Good. Now get to sleep," he said. "You need it."

You closed your eyes, and he thought he'd finally won. But you didn't intend to let it go without one last try, it seemed.

"So... no goodnight kiss?"

"[Y/N]."

You kneeled over the toilet, vomiting up the remains of last night's party. The ache in your head wanted to kill you, and the worst part was the fact that you couldn't remember anything.

Bruno stood above you, holding your hair back for you. Fortunately, he was patient, and waited for you to let it all out.

"Fuck.." you muttered. "What the hell did I drink last night?"

He shrugged and handed you a wet cloth to wipe your mouth.

You stood up and tried to get back to bed, albeit shakily. But thankfully, Bruno was right there, catching you every time you stumbled even a little.

"Oh, before I forget," you began, "I didn't do anything.. weird last night, right?"

He huffed. "You have no idea."

Shit. You should've known this would happen. You should've known it would be a bad idea to go out partying when you were so stressed out, of course you'd get too drunk and end up embarrassing yourself - in front of Bruno, no less.

"Fuck, I'm so so sorry, whatever I said or did, please forget it ever happened, I-"

He let out a laugh, which cut off your rambling. "You don't have to apologize. I get it."

A relieved breath escaped you.

"Though... there is something I'd like to talk about."

Oh no.

This is it, you probably ruined your entire relationship with him because you did something while you weren't thinking straight, and-

"Last night, you, um.." Bruno started explaining, but hesitated before he could finish. You were about to go into panic mode again when you noticed the subtle redness of his cheeks.

"You said you wanted to kiss me."

Your eyes widened, your mouth agape. So that's what happened. Atleast now you know you're a little too honest when you're drunk.

"I, uh-" you stuttered, your gaze darting everywhere except him. "I'm sorry, I don't want to- I mean- I do. But I- I didn't mean to overstep any boundaries, and if you're not comfortable with it, that's perfectly fine, and-"

"[Y/N]."

You were so caught up in yourself that you didn't even notice when he took your hand.

"It's okay. Don't apologize. But.." he looked away from you. "..I was hoping you'd still be up for it."

Your breath hitched in surprise, and you didn't dare speak for a few seconds.

Then you finally found the courage.

"Yes! Yes! I mean..- Yeah. I am."

He smiled. With one gentle motion, he cupped your cheek and leaned in.

The kiss was short and sweet. But you'd absolutely be lying if you said his lips weren't the best thing you'd ever tasted.

When he pulled away, he was bright red, and had the biggest smile on his face.

"..I love you."

And you smiled back.

"I love you too, Bruno."

[thepenguinweeb]

I hope you’re doing okay!! You don’t need to push yourself to write if you’re in a MH slump, take care of yourself! ❤️

out of curiosity, the next time you do matchups, will you do them for DBH as well? :)

tysm !! not feeling so well rn, but im trying my best. i have exhausted my social battery so much i swear haha.

as for your question ! yes yes YES im 100% doing that you have no idea how much i love DBH. tbh i added it to the fandoms i write for mostly for myself i had no idea if people would actually be interested haha.

there. might be a connor oneshot in the drafts.. that is the longest oneshot i've ever written.. and its not even finished..

[thepenguinweeb]

trying to decide between going on a mental health hiatus or coping by writing ough

anygays happy pride month 🫶

[thepenguinweeb]

Hello hello! I am a little shy but may I please have a Kakyoin x reader fic where the reader is a healer? Thank you :)

`` To mend a broken heart. ``

[ Kakyoin Noriaki x healer!reader ]

[ You're the healer of the Stardust Crusaders. ..Who happens to be Kakyoin's childhood friend. And his biggest crush. This should go well.. ]

[ # Pining (kinda), jealousy, angst with no comfort, a bit canon-divergent, Kakyoin being insecure af ]

[ A/N : uhm this was supposed to be just a nice soft fic. But I felt evil and got carried away sorry teehee ]

Your ability to heal has always fascinated him.

No, that's not entirely true. You have always fascinated him.

Kakyoin Noriaki. Your teammate, your best friend since childhood, and now your secret admirer.

He knew you were special from the moment he laid eyes on you, but it took him a while to learn and recognize what he was actually feeling.

But now you're all he thinks about, and it makes him ache. The two of you would never be together. How could someone like him be the boyfriend of someone as perfect as you?

He sat on the edge of his bed, his head resting in the palm of his hand. He's thinking of you, again. Of how he wished you were with him right now, but instead he had to share a hotel room with Joseph.

What made it worse? The walls were paper-thin and he could hear everything from the neighboring room, which just so happened to belong to you and Jotaro.

"I'm fine, seriously.. I'm telling you-- will you get that thing away from me?"

"Oops, sorry Jotaro! [Stand name] likes not listening to me. Come here, you-!"

He smiled to himself. Your Stand, ironically, has been a pain for you ever since you developed it as a child. You could never quite get it to listen. You'd always come to him for help.

"But, to be fair.. you do need my Stand to help you, Jotaro. You look a little worn out."

Before he heard Jotaro give any semblance of a response, you continued, "I care about you a lot. I don't want you to get hurt."

And his smile quickly faded. You probably liked Jotaro more than him.. of course.

What did Jotaro have that he didn't?

"Hey, Kakyoin." The raspy voice snapped him out of his thoughts. In his sadness, he had completely forgotten about Joseph. "You alright?"

He let out a sigh. "Yeah," he said, though even he knew it wasn't convincing. "I'm fine."

He heard your voice through the walls again and his frown deepened. As did his longing for you.

And Joseph clearly noticed.

"Ahh, I see. Teen romance, eh?" Kakyoin internally cringed at his tone, and just buried his head into his hands. But unfortunately for him, Joseph is a persistent man. He would not leave him alone unless he got the entire story.

He groaned quietly. "How'd you know?" Kakyoin asked, lifting his head just enough to peek at the old man, who was now grinning at him like a child.

"Oh, come on, it's so obvious!" Joseph laughed, putting an arm around the redhead's shoulder. "You look at her like she just descended from Heaven every time you see her."

Kakyoin could feel a soft shade of red tint his cheeks in embarrassment at being called out. "..is it that bad?" He muttered.

"Oh yeah." He only chuckled in reply. "You've got it bad."

Footsteps echoed across the hallway, and before Kakyoin could register, you stepped inside.

"I don't mean to intrude," you began, "I just want to check on Kakyoin."

The way you smiled at him made his heart skip a beat. Joseph was right.. he had it bad.

"Ah, that's alright." Joseph stood up from his seat. "I was just about to head out."

"Where are you heading, Mr. Joestar?" You asked curiously.

"Well, y'see," he started, shooting a knowing glance at Kakyoin. "There's been a small.. issue. So me and you have to switch rooms." He didn't miss the questioning look on the teen's face. "Is that alright?"

You were surprised for a moment, but quickly nodded. "Yeah, of course! I don't mind."

"Great." Joseph patted you on the back. "Have fun, you two," he called out before making his leave.

Kakyoin had to hold back another sigh. Of course the old man would try to fix his mess of a love life. But, he supposed he had to be grateful.. his wishes were granted.

His body froze up a bit when he felt your hand touch his shoulder. "Kakyoin?" Your voice called out to him in a soft tone.

He shook himself out of his thoughts. You were here for a check-up.. though, you'd probably stay now that Joseph got you to switch rooms. "Uh, right-"

You gently took his hand, examining the scratches on it. It was still stained scarlet from the fight which had only happened about an hour ago. That wasn't the only part of him that was red though.

He could only hope you wouldn't notice.

He barely even registered that you'd manifested your Stand and were working on healing his wounds. He was too preoccupied with admiring your face to notice that the dried blood was slowly disappearing and the scratches were closing.

"There," You said, rubbing your thumb over the place where the wounds used to be.

Kakyoin flashed you a smile and gave you a nod. "Thanks, [Y/N]. You're a lifesaver."

"Oh, it's nothing, really-" you insisted, but your voice trailed off once he took your hand. Too much? He couldn't help but think. He didn't wanna break any boundaries with you.

"It isn't nothing," he reassured you. "I really appreciate it, you know. You and all the work you put into taking care of us."

There was a moment of silence. He just stared into your eyes fondly. He took in your expression, how your eyes seemed to widen a little at his words.

"Although, uh.." he added, admittedly in a slightly awkward way. "I'm sure everyone does."

You chuckled and pulled him into a hug. The world around him froze, and he felt as if the butterflies in his stomach could burst right through him at any moment. The only thing that mattered to him was you.

"Thanks, Kak-"

"Please. You know can call me Noriaki."

You smiled. "Thanks, Noriaki."

That small moment of peace and quiet was much appreciated. The two of you sat there as you pulled back from the hug, content with the silence.

Until the high-pitched shriek which came from outside interrupted you, soon followed by Polnareff bursting into the room.

"[Y/N], YOU'VE GOT TO COME QUICK!" He shouted. "IGGY'S GOTTEN INTO A FIGHT- DO SOMETHING WITH THAT DOG!"

You let out a sigh, but you didn't hesitate to help out. You never did. That's what Kakyoin loved about you.

"I'll be back soon," you said to him, and the two of you parted with a wave.

It was strange, yet he couldn't help but feel like there was an emptiness inside him.. a gaping hole in his heart without you there to complete him.

You sprinted across the road, despite the fact that you felt like your feet could barely carry you. The tears threatened to spill out of your eyes at every moment, but you continued on.

You knew it wouldn't be easy. You knew the consequences it would carry. You were aware how dangerous DIO was, and still chose to go on the adventure with the rest of the Crusaders. Avdol and Iggy already had to pay with their lives..

But oh, why.. why did he have to take him?

You finally reached Kakyoin, and kneeled down in front of him immediately. The noise of a splash sounded under you. You wanted to ignore the feeling of immense dread, to pretend not to know you were kneeling in his own pooling blood.

It looked bad - no, that wasn't a strong enough word to describe just how terrible of a condition he was in.

But he was still alive, and that fact alone gave you enough motivation to try to save him.

You wasted no time in manifesting your Stand. You tried to focus on his face, instead of the gaping wound on his abdomen, but you couldn't.

His gaze flicked over to you. His eyes no longer carried the same softness he had usually - just a sad, defeated look of sorrow.

"[Y/N]..." he managed to choke out. You placed your hand on his as your Stand did its job. He was already starting to feel colder.

"It's okay. I'm here. You're gonna be alright.." You whispered words of reassurance, but even you could notice the shakiness of your voice. It didn't seem to bother Kakyoin though, as he just smiled.

You wanted to ignore that your hand was starting to get stickier from the blood that slowly poured down his hand. His blood.

You were becoming more and more desperate, and it showed. Your Stand was working hard, but Kakyoin was losing blood faster than your Stand could heal.

What bothered you the most, though?

Kakyoin seemed to have already accepted his fate.

Your hand clutched his tightly as you gritted your teeth in frustration. "You can't give up, damn it.." you muttered, letting out a pained sigh. "You've always wanted to play the hero. Ever since we were kids.." you heard your voice break as you looked at him, and a few tears streaked down your cheeks. "Look where that got you."

Kakyoin, with the little air he had left, let out a huff at your words. His hand reached out to your face, as shaky and weak as it can get, in an attempt to wipe your tears.

"No..." you sobbed desperately.

He was losing blood - and you were losing hope.

"[Y/N]..." his voice was weak and barely audible, but he had just enough strength left to mutter his final words..

"I love you.."

You let out a sob, while he let out his last breath. His body went limp, and now that he was no longer concious, you didn't feel the need to hold back your pain.

"No.. Noriaki, no-!" You wailed. "You- You can't be dead... We were supposed to go home together.. you- you promised.."

More incoherent sounds left you as you kneeled in front of him. You couldn't bear the ache in your body, that undeniable sense of loss and grief.

Kakyoin was gone, and he'd never come back.

It was a horrible thought, but it was the truth, no matter what you did, or how much you tried to deny it. Maybe you were too late, maybe you didn't try hard enough. None of that mattered now, though. You couldn't erase the past.

You could heal all the wounds in the world, treat every small scratch...

...But it was impossible to mend a broken heart.

[thepenguinweeb]

i know i know i KNOW i haven't done any writing for a while. uh. sorry !! the past few weeks for me were PACKED with things to do and i barely had any time or energy to write.

very off topic but i've been playing a lot of video games lately and detroit : become human has changed my life it is a masterpiece, seriously. i could ramble on FOREVER about it.

[thepenguinweeb]

I came out of my hibernation to say

STEEL BALL RUN IS FINALLY CONFIRMED I'M TWEAKING AHHHHHH

[thepenguinweeb]

SOMEONE RECOGNIZED MY POLNAREFF EARRINGS TODAY ???

AND THEN SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZED MY CINNAMOROLL EARMUFFS AHSJDJXNDN

[thepenguinweeb]

Hihi!! I saw your Valentine's Day match up thingy (I totally remember what it was, trust) and that's exactly what I'm here for!! A Valentine's Day match up with BSD (and maybe TBHK if you don't mind :])

I'm pansexual so any gender is fine!

I'm also genderfae so any pronouns that aren't masculine aligned.

I am 5’5-5’6 (lowkey random lol but I feel like it could help in some way!)

I love doing anything artistic! But I mostly good at painting landscapes and such.

I'm a usually shy person until I decide I know you well enough to where I can be more open and talkative.

I prefer having one on one conversations with people than texting, and physical touch is very important for me since I LOVE hugs and at times holding hands with close friends. Also cuddles are a big thing for me as well :3 (I'm just a really touchy person lol)

I love reading and writing too!! I plan on making my own book one day hopefully.

I try to be as nice as I can but mood swings are possible so I might just fight someone if they keep on pushing me :]

I really don't know what else to say beside from the fact that I love music and I play the saxophone and do color guard (If you don't know then search it up!!)

I don’t really dislike anything but extremely loud noises!

playful teasing and such are a big thing about me and I would love someone who would playfully tease me too and not be bothered by my own!

I really do hope this is enough! I'm asking to remain anonymous but I will most definitely see what you write ^o^ and maybe I’ll even end up requesting some things :3

💌 Your Valentine Matchup is...

[ Poe !! ]

[ A/N : He's just like me fr fr I love Poe. The texting thing is so real, any remotely serious conversation I hate having over text instead of irl. 😭 Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request! ]

Hear me out on the teasing. I know Poe's generally a shy person, but like.. you know how he acts with Ranpo? Imagine that, but way more.

At the very beginning of your relationship, he was definitely more nervous though. He'd always get flustered when you teased him. But he adjusted pretty quickly!

Now he quips back with his own teasing whenever he can. It's never mean-spirited, of course. Usually by the end you both end up giggling.. or pouting.

He's an artistic guy himself! He appreciates all kinds of art, though obviously writing is his forte.

He likes to just watch you while you paint. He doesn't say a word, just watches in silence as you paint the canvas in beautiful colours.

Karl sometimes joins in, though Poe keeps a close eye on him. He wouldn't want his little friend to disturb you while you're painting! So, he sits him down on his shoulder or holds him in his arms to make sure he doesn't escape and cause a mess for you.

He doesn't mind your shyness at all. Why would he? He's even worse in that aspect, after all.

He doesn't like new people. He doesn't like socialising. He doesn't like crowded spaces.

So if you share those traits he'll be relieved. Though he has to admit, if you asked him to, he would be willing to be a little more outgoing.. it would be very difficult, but just for you, he'd try.

Again, he's similar to you in the way he opens up much more after getting comfortable with someone. Thus, he recognizes that you fully trust him once he notices you starting to share random tidbits of info about yourself with him, but not anyone else. He was really touched by that!

If you feel like you need to talk, ramble, vent, anything, he's there to listen. One of the best listeners, he'll sit quietly and only chime in if he knows you want him to. Also, strangely good at comforting, despite how nervous he is about it.

Your touchiness was probably a lot for him at first. It's not that he doesn't like it! It's just, being a lonely person, he never really received any physical affection. It's odd. But after a bit, he finds that he doesn't mind it.

Phone calls make him really nervous. Pre-relationship he was afraid it would annoy you that he never calls or texts first, but it makes him feel better that you prefer face-to-face.

Whenever you hugged him unprompted, he used to yelp at first. "At least warn me when you jump me like that!" He'd tell you.

Now he just melts into your touch. If he's having a particularly bad day he can be clingy and just ask you to hold him or cuddle. The man just needs to relax.

He likes being the little spoon. Doesn't care that you're shorter than him. He'll rest his head on your chest and close his eyes, letting you play with his hair or plant kisses on him. Sometimes Karl joins you as well, squeezing himself between the two of you.

Holding hands is his favourite though. It's simple, but effective. He loves caressing your hand, entwining his fingers with yours, squeezing it when he's feeling down.

He isn't a big fan of PDA, so he'd ask you to tone the touchiness down just a tad when you're out somewhere (luckily, he doesn't like to go out much!). He doesn't mind quick hugs, holding hands or small pecks coming from you, but he's way less likely to reciprocate if he knows other people are around.

He adores that you're into reading and writing. Perfect opportunity for him to boast about the novels he's written so far. Though he's careful not to accidentally activate his ability on you and trap you, so just... Be cautious about those murder mysteries he's writing.

He always shows you how he's progressing if he's currently writing something. He values your opinion, so if you have anything to say on the matter he's all ears!

"Hey, Y/N.. Ranpo-san said this dialogue I wrote for my book was too unrealistic. What do you think?"

He may or may not write about you. Sometimes more subtly, sometimes.. not so much. But he always pretends it's nothing if you call him out about it.

"Uhm, Poe, I'm just wondering.. the main character of your new novel has the same name as me."

"Oh! Uh.. they do, huh?"

"Their love interest is also named Edgar."

Ranpo teases him about it basically being fanfiction at that point and he's very defensive about it.

"It's NOT fanfiction! You think I'd stoop to such a level? Please."

Hearing about your ambitions to write a book one day, he immediately starts to teach you everything he knows. Fair warning, he's not a very good teacher.

That is probably because even he doesn't know what he's doing when writing. The techniques just come effortlessly, so he can't quite comprehend how to do it.

But he's trying his best!

He doesn't mind your mood swings. In truth, he's prone to them too. But if it gets particularly bad, he's the first to come and help you deal with them.

He's known you for a while. He recognizes signs of when you're feeling irritated. And when he notices, he's quick to pull you out of the situation before you start fist-fighting with the person who's making you feel that way.

Again - artsy guy. Saxophone? Color guard? He's all for it.

He loves hearing you play. Though he was very embarrassed about it before you started dating. He'd just put his ear against the door to your room and listen without you knowing. A little weird, looking back on it..

He insists you play a tune for Karl every night because 'it helps him fall asleep'. Which.. isn't technically a lie, but the little guy could fall asleep in the middle of a warzone, so it doesn't say much. But it's the perfect excuse to hear you play!

Color guard is very interesting to him. Watching your performances captivates him. No matter how many people there are besides you, his focus is always fully on you.

Loud noises are not a problem when dating Poe. The only time he raises his voice is when he's trying to boast about his writing, but he knows that you don't appreciate that so he keeps it down for you.

Not the boasting, of course. You're his partner, of course you're the first one he goes to to brag! If you let him, that is.

Valentine's Day is today, which you'd think would be a good thing.

Thing is.. you're Poe's first partner. He does not have any experience in romance. He writes murder mysteries, not romance novels!!

Safe to say, he was scrambling for ideas about what to do.

"Get 'em some sweets and chocolate, that always works!"

"Money."

"U-Um.. flowers, maybe?"

All that advice sounded well and good, but.. would you actually like that? He didn't want to ruin Valentine's by getting you gifts you didn't even enjoy.

But then, he started thinking about things you told him a few days ago.

"Oh, this is beautiful.. poems are so romantic, don't you think?"

"Some flowers wouldn't hurt to have in here."

You were dropping hints because you knew he'd be indecisive and nervous. Thank god for that.

And so, he rushed to get you a big bouquet of your favourite flowers, your favourite kind of chocolate, then got to writing.

But then came the time to actually give it to you.

You stood before him, looking at him through an expectant gaze. "So.. what is it that you want to show me, Poe?"

He took a deep breath and pushed all his gifts into your hands. His head was turned down onto the floor instead of your way, and he fidgeted with his hands.

You were quiet for a moment too long, which was enough for him to think you didn't like it. So, he turned and was about to rush into his office, before he felt your hand gently grabbing his.

"Where are you going, Poe? This is lovely."

That made his heart skip a beat. "You really think so?"

"Of course!" You leaned up to plant a kiss on his cheek. "I love it."

His cheeks flushed and his lips curved into a small smile. "Ah, that's good.." he looked back at you.

"I love you, Poe."

Your smile made him feel such happiness. You looked so pretty, like a meadow full of blooming sunflowers.

"I love you too."

I considered Dazai as another option but uh. Poe stuck more in the end.

[thepenguinweeb]

Suzi Q x Reader requester here!

Tysm, I love this! <3

Hii anon !!

I'm happy you enjoyed it, honestly I wasn't too sure about it myself but I'm glad to hear !!

We love Suzi q here 💞

[thepenguinweeb]

So fun fact !! I've gotten into pjsk lately because of a friend.

Really funny experience. A short snippet of our conversation right before my first ever gacha pull:

TW for a 'kms' joke !!

Me: "Haha imagine if I pulled out that card you really want."

F: "If that were to happen, I would actually kms."

I then proceeded to pull out said card on the first try.

Anywayy might start writing for pjsk now who knows !! If there's anyone interested?

Idk, have a wonderhoy day everyone

[thepenguinweeb]

Hai! How you doing? I saw your valentine’s day event and may I ask for the ideal date option? If yes, could I ask for a date with Suzi Q with Reader. The date is just staying at home in a cold day and watching a movie together while cuddling and drinking hot chocolate, just something simple and very sweet and fluffy because I could treat Suzi Q better than Joseph (joke) as you can tell I really like Suzi and I believe she deserved more screen time and character development, thank ya and have a good morning! 🫶

[ Suzi Q x reader ]

[ What could be more peaceful than a quiet day in? Watching a romantic movie together, cuddling in bed and sharing warm drinks with your partner sounds perfect to you. ]

[ Requested by: anon !! <3 ]

[ A/N : Suzi Q !! I love the silly woman. So glad I have the chance to write for her. This is pretty short, I didn't sleep at all tonight so apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes lol ]

Ah, Valentine's Day. The one time you'd get to spend the entire day with your lover.

You'd been working for Lisa Lisa for a while now, and while the woman was very kind to you, the best part about it was obviously Suzi Q.

You and her started out as mere acquaintances, since both of you worked and lived in the same residence. But over time, you developed.. feelings, for the blonde. And soon (after a long talk with Lisa Lisa about how to confess your feelings), you became partners.

And now, you could enjoy the entire day, because you'd spend it with her.

It took shockingly little convincing for Lisa Lisa to let you and your girlfriend off for a day.

"Go have fun, you two. You should get to enjoy Valentine's Day."

She didn't have to say it twice!

Fresh snow covered the landscape outside the mansion. You sat on the edge of your bed, staring out the window absentmindedly. Your eyes followed a pair of crows, hopping on the ground and sharing a nut with each other.

Even the birds are celebrating, you thought with a smile.

What snapped you back to reality was the feeling of warm hands on you from behind, which soon covered your eyes.

"Guess who~" A sing-song voice called out, one you recognized instantly.

"Suzi!" You exclaimed. She giggled and let her hands wander down from your face to your shoulders. "Have you thought about what you'd like to do for Valentine's, love?" You asked.

"Yes, actually." You tapped the space next to you on the bed, and she sat down. "Well.. Lisa Lisa is not here. She's still out with Joseph and Caesar, so.." she put her hand on yours. "We have the mansion to ourselves."

"Ah.. we do?" You smiled. "That is wonderful."

She nodded. "I've made some hot chocolate for us. We could watch a movie, too- that is, if you'd like, of course."

You felt your lips curve into a smile as you listened to her. She was always so sweet, and caring. Every moment you spent with her, you were reminded why you fell for her.

"Suzi, I'd love to."

Soon enough, you were laying together in bed with fresh mugs of hot cocoa placed on the bedside table. The blonde rested her head on your chest as you gently stroked her hair. Her soft golden locks have always mesmerized you, but getting to comb your fingers through them just felt.. magical.

The movie had been on for about 10 minutes so far, but you hadn't been paying attention. Your focus was solely on your girlfriend, your partner, the love of your life.

"Oh, my love," you whispered, "how are you always so effortlessly enchanting?"

You didn't miss the way her cheeks heated up and became more red, even in the dim light. "Ah, darling.. you flatter me."

"Of course," you replied. "A woman as captivating and flawless as yourself deserves no less than endless devotion."

And you meant it, you really did. You cupped her cheek as you looked into her eyes and told her you loved her, and you always would, no matter what.

"I wouldn't dream of leaving you, Suzi. You are perfect. More than perfect, in fact. You are the woman of my dreams, and I plan to remind you of that every day, until I let out my final breath."

You've learned that she's not used to compliments. It's evident by how she hid her face behind a mug while she 'drank' some hot cocoa.

You chuckled and pulled her closer to you. After a moment she recovered and let herself relax in your arms, laying on your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

Maybe flirting can wait until after the movie is done.. maybe.

[thepenguinweeb]

So me and my friends are making a dating sim for fun (don't ask).

I took on the role of writing the dialogues and just generally helping with creative writing and ideas. Also basically anything I can help with but, yk.

ANYWAY so we're in a voice call, making the script and sprites and such.

I write a few dialogue ideas and send them in our discord server.

My friends' reactions?

"You're suspiciously good at this."

"This could go on AO3."

LIKE AT THIS RATE I'M GONNA BE EXPOSED AS A LITTLE FREAK FANFIC WRITER 😭

[thepenguinweeb]

Hello hello this is Sweet from Thus-Wrote-Mrs-Zeppeli (it’s a side blog so I’m on anon sorry) and I saw your thing about Valentine’s Day matchups and I totally wanted to get one before remembering my blog name kinda makes the choice obvious haha-

But ok if you don’t mind ignoring the blog name and going purely off my information I’d love a matchup! This is my first time ever requesting something like this so my apologies if I do it wrong-

I’d like a matchup with a male, from jjba or Mashle, no preference! I’m genuinely curious what you think!

I like to think I’m pretty approachable and easy to talk to, and even though I struggle with understanding others I try to be kind when I am interacting with people, because I like talking to people and making friends. I like expressing myself through how I dress, so I put a lot of effort into my hair and I pick my outfits and accessories carefully, with an emphasis on stuff I think are cute or stylish.

I have been told time and time again that I am much too hard on myself, because I put way too high expectations on myself in most areas of my life, whether it comes to my performance on anything that can be graded to even simple tasks I have been assigned. Making a mistake or being told I did something incorrectly or poorly affects me very deeply. I tend to be quite harsh on myself even if the mistake is very small. Doing something wrong or not understanding something the first time makes me feel like an immediate failure, but it does spur me to do better. And that means hearing I did something well and right makes me feel good.

As for my type…I don’t say I have any Specific preference haha, but I’ve always found intelligence a very attractive trait. I’d like someone who will encourage me to continue improving, firm, who won’t coddle me when I struggle but instead inspire me to do better with advice and constructive criticism. Someone I will always continue improving with, whether I’m literally learning something or growing emotionally and mentally.

This might’ve been my first time thinking that hard about what I like in a person wow, I hope I didn’t ramble too much haha~

Thank you in advance!

With love,

Sweet

💌 Your Valentine Matchup is...

[ Diego Brando !! ]

[ A/N : UMM HELLO ?? THE SWEET MISS ZEPPELI FROM HIT TUMBLR BLOG @thus-wrote-mrs-zeppeli REQUESTING FROM ME ?? what did I do to deserve such a blessing 😭 ]

[ This is the second time I had a heart attack from a request haha don't mind me. First time writing for Diego, hopefully it's in character 🙏 ]

So! Considering your type, Diego is a very good match for you. He is intelligent - annoyingly so, actually - and he makes a point to show that off because he knows you find it attractive (always a show-off smh (affectionate)). He's a perfectionist and constantly training to stay on top, so if you want someone who will push you to improve, you got him. He's very firm, kinda expects you to be as good as him.

"What are you doing?"

"No, not like that- you do it like this."

"It's not that hard, come on. Try again."

Yeah, he's a bit of an asshole about it. When you actually succeed, he might mutter out a 'good job', but won't make a big deal out of it.

...though, if your success benefits him, he makes sure to make you feel as good as possible and give you a lot of praise.

He's not a very approachable person. Like, at all. Which makes it quite entertaining to introduce him to others as your partner. Or even just going out with him somewhere where you might bump into new people.

You stand there, smiling and making small talk while Diego just scowls like an angry dog behind you. If it's not the press or his fans, he doesn't see the point in appeasing strangers.

If you tease him about it, he'll scoff and grumble something about it being "pointless and dumb anyway".

But, if you want him to make an actually good impression on someone, just ask him in your sweetest voice and he'll oblige. He hates it and will never admit it, but he finds it impossible to say no to you like that.

And even if he insults you for it, he likes that you're fond of talking to new people. Dating a famous jockey like Diego brings with it some consequences, and one of them happens to be the fact that you're in the public eye now. And it's quite convenient for him if you can handle that.

Now, on that note, he also loves that you put effort into how you look. He'll claim it's all for the public - and, in a way, that's not wrong. It's only to his benefit if his partner looks good next to him.

But Diego is an inherently selfish man. If you look particularly nice that day, you'll definitely catch him staring a little longer than usual.

He's not a big PDA person, but when it's just the two of you? Very different story. Absolutely shameless about the compliments and comments he makes. And very touchy as well, so get ready for that.

Speaking of touchy, he's surprisingly cuddly too, when he's in a good mood. There are weird periods where he just clings to you in bed with a death grip and does not let go. Don't even try to get out of it, you're stuck until he feels satisfied.

"Diego, come on. I really need to get up."

"Mmm.. no."

Won't admit it for the sake of his tough guy persona but he loves being the little spoon. He feels truly at peace when you stroke his hair while holding him close.

Oh, also. Love bites. Lots of them. And don't cover them up. He loves seeing them on you.

Diego isn't very good at comforting, to say the least. So no, if you're being too hard on yourself, he won't be much help.

He's much too used to having high expectations of himself and getting frustrated if he makes mistakes. He understands how you feel - he simply doesn't view it as a problem. It's natural for him. The most he can provide is a glance that says 'i get it'.

You'd think Diego wouldn't be too enthusiastic about Valentine's. He wasn't a sentimental person, after all. Thus, you didn't expect much for your first Valentine's Day spent together.

But the man is full of surprises - this happened to be a particularly pleasant one.

He stands there at your door, an expensive bouquet of flowers in hand, a grin plastered across his face. He doesn't even give you time to speak a word before roughly shoving it into your hands.

At your bewildered expression, he just scoffs. "What? Don't act surprised. You thought I wouldn't give you anything for Valentine's?"

You hesitated with your reply. "Well.."

"Don't finish that sentence, actually." He puts his hand over your mouth to silence you.

"Diego, really, I'm- will you let me speak."

He gives in and releases you, though begrudgingly. He likes when you're annoyed with his antics. But if it's to sing his praises, he'll do what you ask.

You stare at the bouquet for a moment. It's fresh, untouched. Adorned with beautiful flowers curated just for you. "I'm touched.. really. I just thought you wouldn't care for a day like this."

Diego snickers and waves his hand in dismissal. "Oh, I don't care much about sentimentalism such as this. But I know a lot of others do." He pulls you close to himself, wrapping his arms around you. You could faintly feel his nails dig into your skin. "I'd only give myself more work if I let any other fool think they have a chance with you. My precious little dove."

"Dove?" You repeat, registering the new pet name. Then it clicks. "You're doing the pigeon thing again, aren't you?"

He hums, that annoyingly arrogant grin back on his face. "Maybe." He pauses for a moment, simply observing your facial features. "But you are more valuable than a mere pigeon.. More refined. A dove."

You aren't sure if he's being sincere or if he's trying to mess with you. But he doesn't look like he's joking.

He finally lets you free, though his gaze lingers on you for another long moment. "Now," he starts, "I know you've been nagging me to ride Silver Bullet for a while.."

You perk up. "You'll let me?"

"Yes." He sighs. "But you're not riding without me."

I was so torn between Diego and Rohan. Intelligent assholes <3 but the Dino man won in the end !!