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[thatrandombystander]

So what's all this I keep hearing abut an Oblivion remake (or remaster?). I thought we had all accepted that the rumour mill around that would continue in perpetuity, but I hear there might be some credible leaks this time?????

[baylz]

CHAPTER SEVEN: a friend of a friend

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[cr4yolaas]

blue spring — remember to be patient!

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𝜗𝜚 this is really a filler chapter in my head

𝜗𝜚 hoping and praying on my knees that someone notices the omori references i've littered throughout this smau

𝜗𝜚 i love omori sm. genuinely my favorite game of all time, alongside the entire loz franchise (i love loz sm)

𝜗𝜚 also about a month has passed since the last chapter if u couldnt tell (yn's exhibit went on for all of may) and since kageyama's confession they've been very stagnant (for the reasons yn and kags explained). for the past month yn has been attending her exhibit every monday, catching up with her late work (which resulted from the exhibit), and studying for her finals (which is going horribly. never double major in two completely unrelated things)

𝜗𝜚 speaking of yn's double major the reason why she's majoring in both art and environmental engineering is because she knew she needed a career to fall back on in case her art career didn't go very well. so she picked stem (she's an academic weapon)

𝜗𝜚 anyways kags did tell her he'd wait but he's slowly and surely losing patience he wants her so bad </3 hence the title (which is an omori ost reference)

𝜗𝜚 sorry guys i just love omori sm yn is so omori coded to me

𝜗𝜚 all of their friends genuinely did think they were already a couple and were just keeping it on the dl but in truth they're in a "talking stage" sort of thing

𝜗𝜚 a while back (between the events of last chap and this chap) yn realized she didn't know kag's full name. she liked the way tobio sounded more than kageyama so she changed it and gave him a cat pfp (in reference to one of the earlier chapters). he may or may not have short-circuited in response

𝜗𝜚 yachi does use yn's achievements as a means to get everyone to hang out but she really does just want to congratulate her friend LOL

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[apartmentsmogan]

behandlingsreiser gran canaria

Romslige og koselige leiligheter gran canaria

Valle Marina DNH SA er et spanskregistrert aksjeselskap som eies av Norges Astma- og Allergiforbund. Det består av 57 nydelig bungalows/leiligheter, et stort svømmebasseng, som er oppvarmet i vintersesogen, samt et barnebasseng. Det finnes også et behandlingsbasseng med en temperatur på 35°C, og treningsfasiliteter. Valle Marina har også en hyggelig buffet og restaurant a la carte. Området har i tillegg et minimarked og døgnbetjent resepsjon (på dag- kveldstid er det skandinavisk talende resepsjonist, fra kl. 22:00 til 08:00 er det en nattevakt som snakker spansk og engelsk). Området på Valle Marina har frodige og godt vedlikeholdte hager med utvidet hagestell tilpasset allergikere. Hele Valle Marina-området er inngjerdet og er dermed meget trygt, det er også godt avskjermet fra biltrafikk og annen støy.

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Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

[btvel]

Minimarked på Bjorøy skole

Hei den 28 og 29 Oktober blir det mini marked på Bjorøy skole på Bjorøy.

Lørdag 28 oktober kl 12-17. Søndag 29 oktober kl 12-16.

Her vil vi ha utstillere i alt i fra Tupperware til ferdiglaget treprodukter.

Vi vil ha en kafe der det vil bli salg av litt Thai mat, vafler og kaffe/saft.

Håper så mange som mulig tar turen innom å kanskje finner seg noen julepresanger

[swpiscesean]

Working on studies for a commission... So just gonna post this #throwback to my #minimarks long ago I made personalized #chibi #art on 2x2 pieces of scrap paper . This was done during college days and is for @mayeseeds... Ah simpler times #TheHandmaid #MiniatureMonday #minute #miniMonday #mini #doodle #artph https://www.instagram.com/p/B4tolZSHIuB/?igshid=1gltc17id8rm9

[quintin]

Hey. I appreciate you. <3

I know this is old, but thank you! :)

[aowrites]

hi! could i join the taglist for the atsumu fanfic? tyyy

yes, sure thing!

[baylz]

CHAPTER THREE: vanilla and coffee

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who the hell is ni-ki ?! - NINE

; SYNOPSIS - school sucks. especially when everyone’s avoiding you like the plague - all because you’re the principal’s daughter. so it comes as a surprise when a strip of paper falls out of your locker one day, with a corny pick up line written on it. now you only have one question on your mind: who the hell is nishimura riki?

NINE …i could’ve sworn we had chemistry 🧪

— EIGHT ; MASTERLIST ; TEN

; AUTHOR'S CORNER! ok look i didn't take chemistry not even for gcse so i have a very vague idea of what the hell im talking about i js took inspiration from another reddit thread and this video

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SOULMATE TRACKER — 21

STEP 21 giggling off my toes

WARNINGS profanity, violent behaviour (again), picture used for visualization purposes 😕

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SONATA SPEAKING wait soulmate tracker is gonna end soon wtf

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[lizzie-is-here]

girls just wanna have fun

part i- boss bitch

“first thing a girl did was a bop, i’m the whole damn cake and the cherry on top”

wordcount: 2.8k

warnings: cussing, bullying, mentions of: underage drinking, violence, reader threatens to bang flash’s mom and dad, parental neglect

a/n: jakskdkdkd i’m so excited to start this lol. the reader’s relationship with her parents will be expanded on soon, but for now…👀 enjoy part one loves 🤍🤍🤍 also if u want to be tagged, feel free to ask!

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(Y/N) (L/N). Also known as the closest thing Midtown Highschool of Science and Technology has to a queen bee. Unlike what every single movie about high schoolers claimed, there really wasn’t much of a social hierarchy in high school. Sure, some people were popular, but it’s not like a Mean Girls situation.

But (Y/N) is no Regina. Not even a Heather Chandler. She’s too nice for that. The senior class president was snarky and sassy at worst, and the only times Peter had ever seen her truly mean and nasty were when some asshole said something rude enough for her to swing on them.

She did fight a lot, Peter supposed. However, due to her parents’ influence on the school board, she never seemed to get more than a detention.

Peter was reiterating all of this to Ned and MJ one lunch, poking around the food on his tray as he looked around the lunchroom for the girl he was speaking of.

“Peter, I literally just asked if she won the fight with Jonathan in second period,” MJ says, rolling her eyes. It had become the talk of the school.

According to the school’s drama page on Instagram, (Y/N) had started a fight with the basketball jock after he talked about drugging a girl at the upcoming party. He stood over a foot taller than her, but the video accompanying the post made it clear that she’d won. By a lot.

“Oh, yeah,” Peter nods. “She slammed her College Algebra textbook against his nose. And he cried.” The girl nods in approval and Ned taps both of them, pointing across the cafeteria.

(Y/N) is standing up on a table, waving her hands to catch everyone’s attention. She cups her hands around her mouth to yell.

“Midtown! I know we’re all excited for the start of the football season,” she yells, pausing and lifting her hands as claps and cheers fill the room. “And I got together with the football team and the cheerleading squad to organize a… Well, you’ll see. Give it up for the Midtown Tigers, everybody!” At her claps, both groups rush the cafeteria, the football players shouting and screaming as the cheerleaders begin their routine.

(Y/N) is still standing atop the table, a proud smile on her face as her plan works flawlessly. Even the teachers were laughing and clapping. She hops down, high-fiving a few people as she scans the room. When Peter makes eye contact with her and immediately turns beet-red, she smiles and waves.

“Holy shit, dude. She waved at you,” Ned gasps.

“You two are so creepy,” MJ groans, snapping her book shut. “Plus, it’s not like you’ve never talked to her; we literally all do decathlon together.” Nonetheless, she doesn’t seem to be against the show of school spirit the girl planned.

The performance continues for a while, with a brief commotion ending in the older football players parading the freshmen newbies around on their shoulders. When the lunch bell rings, everyone dismisses, returning to their now boring-by-comparison classes.

Peter can’t help but stare as (Y/N) walks past his table, backpack slung lazily over her shoulder as she taps away on her phone, likely posting pictures that’ll garner a few hundred likes in the next few hours.

“Hey, (Y/N),” MJ greets casually as the boys gasp.

She looks up, smiling at the other girl. “Oh, hi MJ. You ready for decathlon this year?”

“Yeah. You ready to whip the new kids into shape?”

Oh, yeah, Peter remembers. She and MJ were co-captaining this year. Both girls banter casually before (Y/N) checks her phone.

“Oh, shit. I’ve gotta run to class. See you all later!” And she’s gone.

Peter sighs, slowly gathering his books into his bag. “She’s so pretty,” he thinks to himself.

“God, you’re so whipped.” Shit. Did he say that out loud? From the way his two best friends are staring at him, he’ll take that as a yes.

“Dude, just ask her out. You think she’ll say no to Spider-man?” Ned whispers.

Peter wrinkles his nose. “Dude. I’m not gonna use Spider-man to get a date.” He mentally slaps himself for not thinking of that first. “And besides, she’s-”

MJ throws a glare at him. “I swear to god if you say she’s ‘Out of your league’ I will actually hurt you.”

———————————————————————

God, could AP Literature get any more boring? Normally, you didn’t mind the class. It was easy enough, with your brain easily picking out details here and there and your writing skills making book reports and analyses a breeze.

But The Taming of the Shrew was your least favorite Shakespeare piece, and your usual teacher had given birth only a few weeks into the school year. Plus, the long-term substitute was unbearable and, like, hella misogynistic.

“Bianca represents the ideal woman, while her sister, Katherina is the complete opposite. Can anyone explain why that is? Preferably using an example from the reading homework?”

You drown out his words, making eye contact with a friend from across the room. You scrunch up your nose, making a face as the sub makes a comment about “polite, quiet, passive women being the model for the gender”. Your friend stifles a laugh, pulling her phone out to text you. The sub doesn’t even notice.

She nods at you, slipping her phone under her skirt as the sub turns to face her.

It’s another miserable twenty minutes before the bell rings, and you duck past Principal Morita to run out of the school building and onto the steps out front.

Your friends seemed to have rushed home, probably because they have parents to worry about and dinner to eat. The last time your parents even texted you was three days ago, asking for some pictures of documents.

Then you spot Peter Parker. He’s always seemed nice. At least, better than most boys his age. And maybe you have the tiniest crush. Ok, a big crush. It had been the source of your friends’ teasing ever since you told them about it sophomore year.

It wasn’t your fault that fruit spritzers did things to you.

He’s talking to a few people in hats and sunglasses. Suspicious. No one else seems to notice, but when you get close enough to hear them talk, you immediately recognize the voice from the countless times you’ve been forced to watch the detention video.

“Kid, we just came to see if you could come up for training next week.”

Captain America. In the flesh.

But before you can say anything, a loud voice shouts from the stairs.

“Yo! (Y/N)!” It seems you haven’t been completely abandoned after all. You rush over to some friends, still in their football jerseys from the rush at lunch, as they begin discussing the party. Sounds like the host invited some kids from the nearby high schools as well.

“His house is huge. And he’s got one of those fancy… fuckin’… waterfall pool things.”

The conversation quickly turns.

“So…” Brody sing-songs. You’ve known him long enough to know that nothing good has come from that tone. “I heard you beat the shit out of Jonathan.”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, and?”

You barely talk for a few minutes before you hear Flash Thompson up to his usual shit.

“Ayo, Penis Parker! See you’ve hired some actors to make it seem like you have that stupid internship. I know it’s hard to make any friends without Mommy and Daddy around, but I didn’t think you’d stoop that low!” He’s driving by in his own Daddy’s car, whooping and hollering as some of his goons cheer from the other seats.

“Here we go again,” you mutter, handing off your backpack.

“Ooh! (Y/N)’s going two for two! Beat his ass!”

“Flash!” you yell, storming down the stairs. “You’re really gonna talk about money? Everyone knows your dad’s business is going under; how long until you’ve gotta kiss this car goodbye? Hmm?” He stutters as you lean over the side of the convertible.

“Mess with Peter again, and I swear on my fucking life that I will fuck your mom and your dad.” You don’t even try to stay quiet, and your threat is loud enough to cause a few people to look over. “Got it?”

Meanwhile, Peter is gaping. And so are Steve, Tony, Nat, and Sam.

“Who’s that?” The latter asks, lowering his sunglasses the slightest bit.

Peter whispers, still watching you rip Flash a new one. “That’s (Y/N) (L/N), AKA the most popular girl in the school, AKA… Way too cool to talk to me.”

“Is she a bitch?” Nat asks, sipping a slushie.

“What? No! She’s… she’s great.” The assassin notes that the teen is practically swooning as he stares at his classmate. “She’s the top of the class, too. She’s the class president, captain of the decathlon team, and- holy shit she’s coming over here-“

“Hey Peter! Sorry about Flash.”

“Oh- it’s no problem, really.”

You raise one perfectly-plucked brow. “… You can stick up to him, you know? I got in a fight with him the other day after he called one of the freshmen a slur and threw him against the lockers. He’s still a twig.”

Peter scrunches his nose and you want to kiss him right then and there. “I thought he said he lifts?”

“Yeah I guess he was bs-ing.” You keep your tone cool, giving away nothing.

Peter wrings his hands, glancing at the ground nervously before looking at the four superheroes by him. “…You believed me about the internship?”

“Of course, Pete. I don’t think you’d lie, plus you’ve got the Avengers picking you up from school.” Of course you know, Peter thinks. You’re so smart, and observant, and pretty, and-

“You’re Ms. (Y/N)?” Tony asks, holding out a hand for you to shake.

You take it in a firm grasp, careful not to dig your manicured nails into the billionaire's hand. “That’s me. Nice to meet you, Mr. Stark.” Then, an idea pops into your head. “Actually, I’ve been wanting to pick your brain about something.”

“Fire away, kid.”

Well, no better time than the present. “Would I be able to apply for an internship?” You know you might not have made the best impression. With little-to-no filter and a penchant for confrontation, you’re definitely not the best option for a prestigious company like Stark Industries.

But you have confidence. And someone can get anywhere with that.

And yet, Tony Stark stutters for a moment.

See, the whole internship is a ruse. A cover-up to allow Peter to work as Spider-man. But no one else knows that. You don’t know that. And no one else has been bold enough to ask the billionaire for a business opportunity straight up.

But Peter jumps in. “Uh, yeah! I think she’d be great candidate, Mr. Stark.” You tilt your head, slightly confused.

Tony claps his hands. “Well, then it’s decided. You can come in for orientation Saturday.”

“So… tomorrow?” He nods. Your friends walk by behind you, passing off your bag as they grab their bikes to get home. You take it wordlessly, internally screaming.

“Thanks so much!” you say, checking your phone. “I’ll see you then. Peter, will you be there?”

He will definitely not be there. Tomorrow was supposed to be his day off.

“Yeah, definitely! I will definitely be there,” he chirps, voice shaking as you wave goodbye and begin to walk home. As soon as you’re out of earshot, the interrogation begins.

“Ok, listen, kid.” Tony rubs the bridge of his nose. “What the hell was that?”

“I don’t know! I just, I got this dumb idea, and I though maybe…” he trails off.

Sam sighs, leaning against the car. “Well? The plan?”

“Well… I kind of really like her.”

“We gathered that,” Natasha quips.

“And I thought that maybe, if we do the ‘internship’ together, we might…”

She shrugs. “What? Hang out?” He nods. “Aren’t you gonna ask her out?”

“I mean, I was thinking more of a ‘Pining from a distance. The forbidden love I could never have.’”

“That’s… pathetic, kid. There’s no way of putting that nicely.” Tony exchanged a glance with his friends. “But, cute nonetheless. How ‘bout we help you out. But in return, you have to ask her out by homecoming.”

The teen nearly has a heart attack. “Homecoming? That’s way too soon. How about… the Winter Formal?” he bargains.

“You mean the Snowball?” Sam asks.

“No, I mean the Winter Formal.”

Tony taps the Falcon. “It’s called that up here.” Steve shrugs. “I never went to the dances. Too boring.”

“I didn’t ever go to a school dance because I was-“

Sam cuts Natasha off. “‘-a child assassin’. We get it. Now let’s make a game plan.”

———————————————————————

When you get back to your expansive apartment, you slam the door and lock it, throwing your backpack on the floor as you immediately start a group Facetime call.

Surprisingly, a good handful of your friends answer.

“Girl, what the fuck? It’s, like, dinner.” Vera. She has an unhealthy obsession with nail polish, but she’ll do your all’s for free, so no one complains.

“I have big news,” you declare, spinning around your kitchen as you search for food that isn’t bland and flavorless.

Hailee, the girl from AP Lit, speaks up next. From the sound of it, she’s on her work break at one of the boutiques a few blocks down. “Did you finally order that Dior lip oil you ran out of?”

“Yes, but that’s not what I called for.” You sigh, composing yourself and propping up your phone on your kitchen island. “I got an internship… At Stark Industries… With Peter. Fucking. Parker.”

The call of nine people bursts into instant chaos. Countless questions fly from your phone as you grab another pack of ramen from your walk-in pantry.

“I’m excited. I’m so excited,” you swoon as you unceremoniously dump the brick of noodles into a bowl.

“Oh my god,” Dawson gasps, shushing everyone else. Maybe it was the several years of theatre, but the man needed to have his time to shine. And that meant that everyone had to be quiet for him.“You should invite him to the party. There’s no way the internship goes after 7.”

Various sounds of agreement follow. You shove the bowl into the microwave after filling it up with water and drape yourself dramatically against your kitchen counter.

“I don’t wanna freak him out. Like, what if he sees me take a tequila shot or something and is just like ‘this is a bad influence’ and never speaks to me again!” you spiral, pacing now.

“(Y/N), he’s not gonna do that.”

“Or! He might overanalyze it, realize i like him, and try to let me down gently.”

“Oh my god, she’s gone. We can’t get to her in this state.” You glare at your phone.

“Ha. Very funny, Evie. Whatever. I’ll figure it out; just wanted to let you all know.” You say goodbye, sighing and resting your head against the cool countertop as soon as you hang up. “Stupid crush. Stupid party. Do I even have an outfit picked out?”

The beeping of the microwave interrupts your rambling. After taking out the ramen and draining some of the water, you stir in the flavor packet and carry the scalding bowl to the balcony.

The view from your penthouse apartment is the perfect place for homework. And for procrastinating on said homework. It’s not like you didn’t know how to do it, you just don’t want to.

You aren’t sure how much time passes before you finish your food, but the sun is still up and that means it wasn’t too long. Now, you have to actually solve one of your problems.

What the hell do you wear to an internship? You dig around your unnecessarily large closet for upwards of twelve minutes, careful to put everything back where it belongs. You have silk blouses, designer blazers, hell, even custom-made dresses.

But none of it feels right.

Then you see it.

Honestly, you forgot that you had the two-piece. The creme blazer and matching dress pants were perfect, and the black corset top would give the look a polished finish.

Perfect. You take the clothes from their hangers, laying them out and snapping a picture. After sending it to your groupchat, you collapse onto your bed. King-sized. You’d gotten it as a “condolence gift” from when your dad couldn’t make it home for your birthday. Well, technically, he’d told you to buy whatever you wanted with his card.

You send a brief text to your mom and dad, explaining that you’d gotten an internship. You don’t expect a response, so when a text pops up, you practically scramble to check it.

You scramble to text back, not even waiting a reasonable amount of time. He texts back soon after.

You squeal before quickly clamping your hand over your mouth. What. The. Fuck. You were down bad. Like, actually head-over-heels. You’d always thought that it was just a long-term crush.

But this… this was more than a crush.

Fuck.

[lyssasdrafts]

— MISSING YOU !

SYNOPSIS ; the two of you haven’t spoken since graduation - but now, oikawa tooru is now back in town and agrees to a fake relationship to cover up a scandal on his part, and to make a crush jealous on yours. what could possibly go wrong?

chapter ten

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“can i hug you?” he asks quietly.

you nod awkwardly. oikawa hesitantly puts his arm around you as you walk in, muttering something under his breath.

the two of you hadn’t actually met again yet, not since he came back. you’d both agreed on purposely picking a popular café and for him to ditch his usual disguises to stage your first “date”. all in hopes of being spotted.

something about going out with him makes you feel so distracted; it’s nothing you haven’t done before, right? you’ve gone on dates with him, you’ve kissed and hugged, but it’s still unfamiliar to you. you know that he’s still the same person, but he’s different in the sense that he’s matured.

his shoulders are broader, you notice. his hair’s grown out more. his voice is softer and quieter, but his insults and expressions haven’t changed.

you ask to be seated outside. once everything’s ready, oikawa takes a sip of his drink.

“so, mattsun?”

it catches you off guard. you didn’t really expect to be talking about your own motive for the deal. it’s awkward to be asked about your feelings by your ex.

“what about him?”

“how long have you liked him for?” tooru trails off. you think and chuckle, “maybe almost a year?“ he takes note of how giddy you seem over your mutual friend.

“been on any dates since?”

“not really,” you pick at your bagel. “i think i just haven’t really been interested in anyone else since graduation.”

oikawa nods in response. “what about you?” you ask.

he laughs it off. “i had a public relationship. it didn’t end well, which is what caused this whole scandal.” adding that, “i’m sure you heard about it though?” he winks.

you cringe at him. “not surprised. why would anyone willingly want to be with you?”

“you did,” he grins.

“shut up.”

“i think you’ve been spending too much time with iwaizumi.”

you can already hear a few people staring and muttering that it’s him. soon, you realize that there’s a small crowd of people around. you notice the flashes from cameras and the sounds of clicking.

both of you look at each other and instinctively lean in, oikawa purses his lips.

“can i kiss you? in front of the cameras?” he makes sure to emphasize that last part, reminding you of why you’re even doing this. you nod.

“for issei to see it,” you mumble.

you know that it’ll be everywhere now. that the now infamous oikawa tooru, san juan’s known setter, is seeing someone. namely, you.

NOTES

can you tell i’m not used to writing enemies to lovers 😭

next chapter is issei’s reaction <3 <3

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My LifeToken came in today! “Mini Marks” is a group chat I’m in on Twitter. And we are all going to the same @markiplier show in January! This group of people is so much fun to talk too as we count down the days till the tour. I’ve grown to love and care for each person in this group chat. And I can’t wait to meet them January 4th!! @crankgameplays @lordminion