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Oikawa Tōru x blunt!reader

Sweet, fluff, one-sided crush

Oikawa's POV (kind of)

About: Oikawa's mind races as he can't stop following you around on valentine's day

February 14th was a very special day, and the Aoba Johsai students took it seriously.

Boys and girls alike could be seen running around gifting flowers and candies to everyone they deemed precious to their life, or even just giving stuff to everyone else as a mere nice gesture.

It was almost kind of ridiculous how serious the festivity was in the area. Some could say it was their very own holiday; secret mailboxes, secret friends, secret admirers, public confessions, everything. If you can think of something cheesy to do on this special day, it has probably already been done at Seijoh.

This is why; contrary to popular belief, Oikawa Tōru was not a fan of Valentine's day.

He didn't hate it, it just irritated him a bit.

He loves the attention he receives from his admirers, but even the most narcissistic person would get tired by the end of the day if they had to witness what he did every year.

Serenades, a mountain of candy on his desk and an insane amount of love confessions.

A really insane amount of people he had to console afterwards.

This is why you, had decided to not participate on it.

"Seriously!? You're not giving me anything!? Nothing!?" Oikawa yelled

His arms were glued to the sides of his head, standing by the school entrance, having to be tortured in first row as you gave Iwaizumi a cute small bag of candy.

"I thought you said it annoyed you how you could never finish everything they gave you. Why would I add up to that?" You furrowed your eyebrows slightly, which made Oikawa's heart flutter.

He could already feel that usual soft warmth on his face.

He understood your point, after all. You weren't doing it out of malice (maybe, probably, he's still not sure if you do this stuff to make him suffer), but out of a genuine thought.

Why couldn't you be more selfish? Maybe that way he wouldn't be so obsessed with you, and that way he could stop himself from feeling his whole body boil as Iwa grabbed a piece of the amber colored caramel tablet from your fingers and ate it right in front of his face.

"Yeah jerk, she's doing you a favour." He said mockingly, enjoying secretly (at least as a secret to you) the frustation you gave to his best friend." You have a long way of stupid heart boxes in your gym bag ahead"

He groaned exhasperated, half-tired from every hint that was thrown your way and you just failed to pick up on it.

That's just the way you were, utterly honest but horrously dense.

Iwa could barely contain his laughter at the captain's expression.

"Tell us the joke so we call all laugh" you teased

"Nah, then it wouldn't be funny anymore"

And so, Valentine's day had come.

And Oikawa was the greatest victim of it.

Some would call it an exaggeration or gloating, but he was honest when he said he could barely walk two steps without a girl interrupting him on his way to class.

"I'm really sorry" He said to the bold freshman that had stopped him in front of the entrance "But i can't return your feelings"

"But..."She pleaded

"I'm focusing on my sport's career right now. So... Training will always come first and, that wouldn't be fair to you, would it?"

The girl stopped her tears from falling and smiled "You must be really dedicated... that's so admirable"

That was a big fat lie.

Too busy? Unfair?

Yes, he had a past of it; getting dumped because he always treated volleyball as his main objective.

But you weren't just anyone he could leave behind.

He could never to that to you.

He would fly you to the end of the world if it meant he could see you cheering him on.

But he could never say the real reason to anyone.

Sorry, but i like someone else?

Come on! That would become a scandal! His fans would totally assume he's talking about you, right? He spends every living minute with you! He's always calling your name or wrapping his arms around your body somehow.

He wasn't discreet about it either, and if anyone asked him; he would be honest about it too.

Do you like Y/n?

No, I love Y/n. I love her so much my head is always repeating her name. Her voice calling my name would be my ringtone, my alarm, my favourite song. If she doesn't love me back, i don't care. I wouldn't leave her side, even if she found somebody else to give her heart to.

His chest clenched at the last thought. Shaking his head side and side to relieve the small scare he had given himself.

He waved goodbye to the girl and wished her well, finally being able to make his way inside the school.

"Damn, the younger gens are getting braver" his best friend said

He sighed "Don't tell me about it, I feel bad enough"

"If you feel so bad then go back and tell her you were joking and totally want to date her" He pinched the side of Oikawa's arm

"What the heck- I would never do that!"

"You mean you wouldn't do that, again?"

He couldn't help but blush

Be with someone else? He had already tried that before.

Back when he denied his feelings, back when he thought he could forget about you.

He groaned "This day is going to be endless"

"And it's barely 8 am"

Soon enough, the next girl approached.

"Hey Oikawa! Do you have a minute?"

"Hey! I wanted to talk to him first!"

"Girls, come on. I'm really thankful for how amazing you are but i need to get to class-" He begged.

He was tired.

No, he was exhausted.

The first period had come and gone, barely any classroom was actually having classes today, as even the teachers were amazed at the energy of the 'festivity'. Oikawa thought to himself that maybe if they were on his shoes for the day or even a second, they would at least be nice enough to make the students sit down for five minutes.

But no one was there to save him; and there he was, standing in the middle of the hall with at least 5 girls forcing their gifts on his hands and begging for him to try them.

He wanted an out, something to take his mind off all the noise. Even giving up his dignity and daring to signal his best friend to come up with any excuse and drag him away as he would usually do.

"Iwa- Oh!"

His salvation, or atleast his beacon of hope, appeared right next to Iwaizumi. His eyes inmediately locked on yours when he realized you stood right there in front of him.

"Y/n! Dearie! Happy Valentine's day! Could you wait for me! I'll be there in a sec-"

He was cut mid sentence, your bag held close to your body.You seemed nervous, as if you were scanning the group around him.

Were you scared to approach him because of the crowd?

His heart sunk, now he definately needed to find a way to get everyone to leave him alone for the rest of the day.

Well, not precisely alone.

He did want to be with you.

But he never found out how.

Lunch, free period, in-between classes. He tried his best to slip away from the spotlight. Crap, he ran to you and screamed out loud!

Even in the few moments of the day when he wasn't bothered, he couldn't managed to find you.

In the library? In cafeteria? In the yard?

Somehow, you seemed to be just out of his reach.

At last, the last bell of the day rang. And his hopes of spending at least 5 seconds with you seemed to be almost over.

His energy? Drained.

His smile? Torned.

He wasn't even sure he could behave properly if anyone else came to bother him.

He decided to wait until basically everyone was gone from the building, and calmly made his way to the bathroom, changing his school uniform for the volleyball jersey and shorts.

His heart beated, not as loudly as before. The rythym was as slow as his breathing, battling the need to scream out of frustration.

He wasn't nervous, but worried.

He had tried to find you, heck, the only thing left for him to do was to carry the school on his palm and shake it until you fell out.

But he knew that mind of yours, and you had probably (definately) gotten the wrong message.

What if you thought he was spellbound on the attention he received? What if you believed him to be a terribly shallow guy who only pretended not to like Valentine's day so he could get rid of you.

His hands trembled as he opened his locker, getting off his white slipplers- just as a small pink note fell from inside.

"My heart is racing faster than i can write this.

My hand is shaking so much I fear my words won't come across.

So i'll keep this moment, short and sweet for us.

Meet my behind the gym."

Behind the gym.

Your shortcut was right by it.

His head felt dizzy.

You weren't the type to write this type of stuff.

Too much words.

-I fear my words won't come across- that was textbook Y/n, right?

He let himself believe, even for a second, as dropped everything on the floor to run with all his strenght.

He ran as fast as his legs allowed him to, his breath already shaking with barely a minute.

His legs burned, heck, his lungs burned even higher.

But everything was alright, as long as it was you, everything would be excellent.

Except you weren't the one standing behind the gym waiting for him.

"Thank you for joining me here" a cheeky voice stopped his mind from disconnecting from his body.

He looked around for a moment, hoping that you would magically appear right in front of him with a flower bouquet and chocolates.

"The pleasure...was mine" He said as he tried to grab back his lost breath and forced his heart to forget about this horrendously embarassing moment.

Yeah right, as if Y/n would just do this cheesy stuff, he thought to himself.

"So...it was very nice to receive your note" he said, nervously hiding his disappointment behind a fake smile.

"Well, i really wanted to talk to you...alone"

He sighed, it seemed like Valentine's was still going on strong, so he prepared mentally to repeat his 'confess & reject' protocol.

"Oikawa... i've seen you from afar for quite sometime, althought i've been really nervous about talking to you- Um, did you enjoy the cookies?" She asked, her hands fidgeting "i made them specially for you"

Fuck, had she left anything more than the notes? Did she open his locker or something?

"They were amazing. You have some talent for baking don't you? It's so cute" He felt bad for lying, but there was nothing else to do.

Hey, did you actually leave anything else? Did you open my locker without my consent? You do know that's weird right?

He chuckled at the thought of you answering back for him. In these kind of moments, he wished to have your honesty.

"I'm so happy to hear that" the young girl smiled, the pink on her cheeks growing brighter and her voice breaking more.

"But..." he sighed, placing his hands to the sides of his hips "That is not why you called me here, right?" He asked, knowing how the drill went and trying to speed things up.

Yes, he propably was being a little rude, but he didn't care. He needed to find you.

"I like you" she finally said "I know i'm younger and we haven't talked a lot but...would you consider my feelings?"

He scratched the back of his neck, these younger generations were probably making his hair gray from all the stress.

"I'm really thankful for your feelings, but i can't accept them" He answered.

Quick, gentle and direct.

He needed to get this over with.

The girl's eyes were already starting to water.

"Oh..."she looked down to the ground. Oikawa couldn't help but feel bad about it, but even the sound of the leaves ruffling was overestimulating his senses.

He needed this to be over.

"Listen, you are really cute and all but.."He prepared his personal script again ""I'm focusing on my sport's career right now. Training will always come first and, that wouldn't be fair to you, would it?"

The girl didn't speak, grabbing the sides of her skirt tightly.

Oikawa sighed again, placing his open palms on her shoulders. "Hey, honey. You're cute and talented, you deserve someone else that can spend every night and day with you. Someone who would never be too occupied to see talk to you"

The girl still didn't respond, making Oikawa's already short patience disappear.

Alright, have it your way; he thought. Turning around toward the school to collect the things he had thrown.

"It's because-" the girl talked suddenly, her eyes still covered in tears, her voice broken and shaky "You already like someone else... don't you?"

His eyes opened wide. Not one of the girls had ever asked him that.

"It's...that girl you're always around you, right?" Her voice quivered, her tone became calmer.

It would be cruel to answer thruthfully, althought the girl was definately at fault for being pushy.

Still, he had made his mind up long ago.

He would never lie to or about you.

He would never deny his feelings for you.

"Yes" he answered.

And so the girl nodded and ran to the school gates, her heart broken and humilliated.

At least no one would be able to see her.

He groaned. Stretching his arms to the sky and looking up, finally the day had finished, surrounded by everyone but the one he wanted to be his valentine.

A sudden noise behind him interrupted his whining; he walked towards it with curiosity, squinting his eyes to recognize who was the one walking through the small aisle behind the building.

Maybe, the heavens weren't so ruthless.

He smiled and He increased the speed on his steps, Reaching out his hand to reach your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

"Tell me you weren't leaving me behind on Valentine's day" he smiled, and for the first time today, it was real.

You didn't turn to him, only allowing him to talk to the back of your body.

"To be fair, you left me behind first"

His smile got stuck on a grimace of confusion. Dear god, were you actually annoyed?

"Don't tell me you're mad Dearie" he whined "It's a heavy day for me! It's not easy being me!" He complained, pulling you closer to him, engulfing you in a hug.

He didn't care anymore what he came across, he needed you to understand you were the one thing on his thoughts all day.

"Don't get cocky with me now" your voice sounded irritated, your words cutting through his attempt to make you comfortable.

"Hey" he said firmly, grabbing you by your shoulders and turning you to him, his left hand making it's way slowly to your right "Don't leave me like this". His gaze connected to yours, begging you to stay with him.

"Don't look at me like that. It's your fault, actually" You avoided his eyes, as a small pink ghost of embarrasment started to make it's way on your face.

He chuckled, his hand gripped yours tighter. If he could scream out lmof joy right now, he would.

Dear god, you were jealous.

"You were spying on me? My my, i didn't take you for the possesive type" his other hand looked for yours gently, never losing sight of your eyes.

"Please don't flatter yourself" you pulled your hands back and crossed your arms "I was waiting for you, i thought you would take our usual shortcut" you shrugged, acting as if anything that happened hadn't bothered you.

He bit his lip down "I'm so sorry Y/n. I actually have tried to talk to you all day long..." He reached for your hand again.

You were jealous! This could easily be the happiest moment of his life, his heart raced and his senses stumbled to make his sentences make sense. He wanted to scream, he only had eyes for you, you and nobody else.

"Y/n" he said softly "I missed you all day"

You finally gave into his attempts, letting yourself make eye contact. Your eyes glimmered under the soft sunlight, your pink cheeks highlighting and making your face look even more beautiful.

"I just, wanted to give you these"

You pulled out the small bag with his name on it "They aren't anything special...but, i thought you would like it.."

Crap, he really wanted to scream. He felt like a fan.

"I just, wanted to make you happy again" you scratched the side of your cheek nervously. He grabbed the small bag with care, scared to even dare to break the moment.

He chuckled "I'm always happy, as long as it's about you" He said honestly. He was tired of lying today, he wanted to be honest right now.

He couldn't handle another common confession. But if you were to do so, he wouldn't lie, he would let you, he would accept you.

He begged the skies to let this moment go as his mind had imagined so many times already.

He just needed you to say it.

"That's nice to hear" you finally smiled "I always want to make you happy"

And so, his heart exploded.

It was vague, but it was totally a confession, right?

Maybe this was your way to say it without putting pressure on him.

Maybe you just didn't want to be another girl that confessed on Valentine's day, maybe you were keeping the exact words for a better day, a day only you two could remember.

He surrounded your body with his arms again, hugging you tightly.

"You don't have to do anything" He said, placing a kiss on the top of your head. "As long as it's you, i'll be happy"

He didn't care if he made the wrong impression anymore, he was happy.

Your nervous arms placed themselves into his waist, joining into the hug.

"I'm also very happy with you, Toorū"

"SHITTYHEAD! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

"DO NOT RUIN THIS FOR ME RIGHT NOW!"

Guess you all understand now why he thought you were half-confessing, right? Lmao

I'm having so much fun writing these! I hope you enjoy them as much as i do🩵

See you next week for the "confession" finale!

#oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tōru #hq oikawa #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #Spotify

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crystal-crax · 5 months ago

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🪼 𖦹 ༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. ࣪𓇻 ݁Hello Everyone! I'm Crystal, and i quite literally enjoy writing every single thing that i can think of!🩵

Let's spread love and positivity!

-> Public diary shit

• The overthinking series

-> x reader

• Haikyuu

Oikawa x blunt! Reader (The day series)

Bonus: The day you met

The day he believed in Santa Claus

Bonus: The day you made him happy

The day he was stupid

The day he wanted to confess

-> Rants: analysis and theories

SPIDERVERSE

Miguel's trauma Is Miguel O'hara hiding something? Or is his PTSD pushing him too far?

The many worlds interpretation How does the irl multiverse theory tie into the spiderverse/is breaking the canon what causes the destruction of a universe?

TMNT

The neon leon How his arc works (but man he needed a proper season to explore it) (I) A rise to leadership (II) Why he needs to fail at being the leader

In defense of rise's designs Why change is not so bad

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Oikawa Tōru x blunt!reader

Sweet, fluff, one-sided crush

About: You're about to star anew on a completely different school. High-school is about to begin! And you're not about to waste this opportunity to reinvent yourself.

A calm life, that's what you want and deserve.

Althought... you might've just overestimated your luck.

You're quiet most of the time but sharp when given the chance; you've always been that way. This has caused you trouble all your life—not the kind of trouble that's really bad, but more like... the trouble of being lonely.

It's not like you were being bullied or anything like that.

Your classmates would try to include you in their after-school activities and conversations, only to be caught off guard by your brave and direct language.

"A karaoke? Thank you... but I'm not sure any of us know how to sing..."

Yeah, your comments weren't meant to be mean; they just came across that way accidentally.

"If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all." "If you're not sure of something, maybe you shouldn't speak," everyone around nagged you.

So you tried to be the best version of yourself—the quiet version, the wallflower in the back.

Still, you wanted to try again—to start fresh, not to draw attention, to live a happy, calm life. And that was your plan.

Sure, you were still lonely, but at least people would talk to you without being nervous about your response.

So you chose a different school from your peers—somewhere a bit farther away where no one would know about your... Past attitudes.

There you stood, at the gates of Aoba Johsai.

Ready for your new beginning.

You had managed to spend your whole first day without making trouble. Biting your tongue to the part of your words that could be problematic (even if you didn't meant them like that).

"The uniform looks so cute on you" -although you'll probably get in trouble for making adjustments to it-

"That Photocard on your backpack is so cute!" -Are you aware that idol has been exposed as a bully?-

Your carefully manufactured plan was working better than expected. You successfully turned yourself in a background character, only speaking when promted to and directing the Spotlight towards the "shiny main characters".

It was fine, this is how it was meant to be. Some people just aren't made to be on the main stage. Stars deserved fans, right? Some of you needed to sacrifice and cheer on the sidelines.

Weeks had gone by and you managed to stay put in the role you had given yourself. And everything could've remained perfectly calm...until the fateful start to club recruitment week.

"Y/n" your friend's cheerful voice waved the pamphlets right in front of your face. "Pay attention please! This is important!"

You rolled your eyes out of habit; making sure to smile to ensure your playfulness about it. "Sorry, it's just... i'm not quite sure any of these fit me"

"But we could be together! Wouldn't that be fun?"

"Sure, it would..." You grabbed the pieces of paper "But...Cooking club? Caligraphy? Flower arrangement?"

"It would be nice to learn how to do something with your own hands, wouldn't it?"

"Hmmm...maybe something less Specific"

"More like less...Focused on gender-sensitive education "

"It's alright and normal for girls to know these stuff!"

"Sure! Yeah yeah" you bit down your lip "What i meant was...I don't think i would be okay with a club that...requires you to do a lot of talking since the first day"

"Hmmm...That already leaves out broadcasting and yearbook. Oh man! But they sound so cool! You could get to meet so many different people"

"That's easy for you to say. You're already good at these...social dealings"

She chuckled "Well, i'm definately going to join one of these" she started to look around the different stalls. "Hey...would it be okay if...?" Her gaze kept drifting away to the most eye-catching ones

You couldn't help but smile "It's alright, really. Go make unforgettable memories of your school life"

"Yay! Thank you so much!" She squeaked and hugged you tightly "We'll see each after the club fair alright?-"

Before you knew it, she had already started a new conversation with a complete stranger.

You sighed, this definately wasn't your strong suit. Your palms felt sweatier as you walked, looking to the floor and bumping accidentally now and then.

"Okay, i feel stupid enough" You whispered to yourself. This was annoying, why was everyone so hyperactive? How? You couldn't understand how something so easy for others was terribly uncomfortable for you.

You dug your nails into the side of your uniform; your heart beating at what seemed like a dangerously fast rhytym. You could almost feel how if you were to lose focus even a little, your mind would probably give out and you would faint right there in the hallway.

So you ran; you ran right through the crowd of students towards the backside exit of the building. Your legs started to stop themselves once you had reached somewhere far enough from the crowd, hiding besides what looked like your school's gym.

You sighed, almost letting your body fall.

What's wrong with me? You wondered.

Why can't I just be normal?

That question plagued your mind more than you probably wanted to.

Normal people didn't have troubles with how they came across. Normal people didn't have to hide their thoughts. Normal people didn't have to smile all the time so others wouldn't think they're bitter.

You sighed hugging yourself. Here you were, overthinking again.

Maybe clubs just weren't for you, and that was fine wasn't it? It's not like anyone would scold you for not being in one, right?

Little by little, you had managed to calm your breath; your thoughts stopping, and the only thing that remained from this moment were the soft tears you couldn't help but stopping from falling from your eyes.

"Shit" you mumbled, anxiously trying to wipe away any trace of this humilliating moment from your face.

Until the the hustle and bustle started again.

"Girls, as i've told you before. Our team only allows guys- But the girl's team would totally be happy to receive you!"

You were curious at the sound of that...gentle and nervous voice? You squinted your eyes and tried to focus.

A boy was completely surrounded by a bunch of girls.

You tilted your head "Wow, i didn't know these things really happened" You talked to yourself.

The Boy was tall, his brown hair almost as clear as his brown eyes.

It seemed like a scene out of a tv-drama, a good-looking boy engulfed in a crowd of pretty girls calling for his attention.

"But the team needs a manager right? I could be your manager!"

"Maybe you could use two managers right?"

"No! Three!"

"Seijoh's volleyball team deserves even a thousand managers if our greatest superior it's in it!"

"Come on girls! You all are really nice and cute! But that wouldn't be fair to the other teams, would it?" He winked.

Ah, you nodded. So this was really a tv-drama come to life.

You couldn't help but chuckle, "The popular jock. Charming courts and girls alike, he'll win the match and your heart"

The cliche entertained you for a bit, which you were happy to, you needed that laugh.

You decided to let this new telenovela play out for you, Analyzing everything and wondering what your new "beloved" main character would do.

"Hey Oikawa! You were supposed to help the freshmen guys come see the gym! Tha captain has been looking for you like crazy! We've been standing like idiots for half an hour waiting for the new guys to arrive!"

Uh-oh, seemed like trouble was coming for the Mc.

An angry voice left the gym before the boy's figure appeared. His dark spiked hairstyle and posture were almost as intimitading as his voice.

"They seem a bit older than me..." You decided to take a step back, hoping you weren't being confused for one of the girls in the crowd. Hoping to avoid getting in trouble with who you assumed was your superior.

"Iwa- but i couldn't just let this poor girls behind! They were curious too and wanted to see if they would let one of them apply to be our manager-"

"As if you were the one that could make that call!" The boy seemed angrier, walking straight towards the captain. Every girl (including you) was startled when the boy yanked him by the neck of his shirt, dragging him inside.

"Iwa! You're- you're choking me!"

"Cry me a river! I'll actually choke you if you don't get inside the locker-room and put your dang uniform-"

"Hey, maybe you could let go a bit of his-" you tried to approach, a bit worried about the brown-haired boy.

And your help would've been appreciated, if Mr. Mc hadn't decided to pull himself from his teammate's grab, stumbling back harshly in the process.

Unfortunately for you,you were standing right behind him, losing balance and being pushed to the ground by the weight of the brown-haired guy.

This could've also been a scene straight out of a high-school tv novel...if the dude hadn't fallen on his back on top of you.

"Iwa! You don't always have to be so-" he took a minute to process what had happened. So embarassing! Not only was he grabbed and taken, but he couldn't even Slip out of his grip without falling and- The floor didn't...feel rough?

He felt something under his legs, anxiously placing his hand under the 'cussion', his fingers sensing a piece of fabric and soft...skin? Had one of the girls fallen behind him?!

Before he could finish panicking, a not so gentle flick on his nape interrupted him "Do I have to scream so you stand up or what? You're heavy, you know?"

Well, you had successfully made him nervous.

He quickly stood up, not without messing up and hitting your knees with his.

"Shit-" "Sorry! I didn't- My god, did i scrape your legs?! I'm so sorr-"

"What the- Did you seriously hurt a freshman?! "

This was so not what you wanted.

In fact, this is completely different from what you wanted.

The girls were still around, looking worried at you and whispering, one of them even helping you stand up.

"I can't believe someone so charming would be so rough on a girl.." they murmured

The boy didn't seem to even notice his fans were decreasing, too engulfed on his argument.

"Well you pulled me!"

"Because you were playing around!"

"But you made me fall!"

"You fell 'cause you are an idiot!"

You sighed, guessing the moment was ruined; again by you.

You looked down, avoiding the gaze of the girls around you.

"Hey, we could walk with you to the infirmary if you want?"

You smiled "That would be very nice, thanks"

"Hey- i mean it, i'm so sorry" Oikawa looked around behind him. Only to realize you had walked away with the rest of the girls.

His friend didn't even seem to notice the girls were gone until their voices calmed down "Well, guess you lost some fans today"

He pouted in response.

Great, now he fell worse.

He groaned to the air, now he was going to be thinking about you all day long.

You had chosen to stay in the infirmary for the rest of the day, carefully tracing your fingers around the lining of the bandaids on your legs. Not one of the bruises were bad, but it definately added to your already stressful day.

The girls that took you here were nice, and wished for you to get well soon on their way out.

You sighed and looked through the window. Most student's classes were dismissed early to join on the club's activities for the day, it seemed fun, everyone laughing and meeting new people...

"Sorry to barge in" a voice you already knew walked inside the room. It was "Mr. Mc" from before.

Your eyes locked together instinctively, a short silence making it's way through the anxiety of being unsure what to say.

"The...nurse had to walk out." You said, softly "A boy on the baseball team got, you know... hit"

Oikawa stood frozen for a second, he could recognize you were nervous; but it wasn't the usual type he was used when it came to girls.

You weren't blushing or stutering, it was more as if you kept hesitating to talk.

"Oh, shoot, i...really needed help with this" he raised his arm towards you, a quite wide hit on his elbow and arm.

"Shit! Dude why didn't you start with that!?"

You quickly stood up and guided him to the seat you had taken before, rummaging through the first aid kit and pulling out gloves, gels and creams.

"Oh, You don't have to do this. I can totally wait for -"

"Don't be nervous now. I know what i'm doing"

He bit down his lip and looked the other way, unsure of how to keep the conversation going. And how could he? He had definately made the wrong impression on you.

"Sorry" you interrupted his thoughts "I didn't mean to...be rude" you looked up to him, still carefully massaging his arm with the cold gel "I just... i'm not good with getting my point across"

He chuckled softly "shouldn't i be the one apologizing? Look at the mess i made"

"It's fine, yours looks worse" you assured him "How did you...?" You pointed to his arm as you started to place bandaids on the small scrapes on his elbow

"Oh, these are actually pretty common on volleyball players, you know?" He smiled, a bit smug "Specially when you play with the new kids, since they don't know how to control their strenght in the court"

"So, a first year smashed you to the ground?" You couldn't help but let out a small laugh "Sounds a bit karmatic"

You caught yourself by surprise, covering your own mouth "Sorry"

He laughed, a bit harder than you "Well, it does seemed like I deserved it" he scratched the back of his neck "althought your flick seemed like punishment enough"

You felt the heat rise up to your cheeks "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to be disrespectful"

His laugh became louder "Oh come on! You don't have to be so formal now!"

You raised your gaze towards him again, was he not intimitaded or creeped out by your weird mannerisms? If he was, he definately did a good job hiding it.

It was relieving, to not have to hide what you felt anymore. It had been a while since you could speak so freely.

So you laughed with him

"Hey" he regained his breath "Sorry but, i haven't gotten your name yet"

"Oh" you coughed out your last chuckle before answering "Im Y/n L/n. This is my first year here, pleased to meet you" You placed everything back inside the first aid kit and made a gentle bow with your head

He smiled "I'm happy to meet you Y/n, my name is Toorū Oikawa" he winked "This is my second year, so i'll show you what i know "

You looked at him for a second before speaking "Huh- so quick with my first name already?"

You were sitting with him under a tree besides the gym, both snacking on fruit before his training begun.

"What are you so into your thoughts for?" You asked him

He chuckled and shaked his head "Just thinking about our first meeting"

He took a leaf that had fallen on your head from the tree when you weren't looking "Your hair was covered in Grass as well"

"Yeah, that happens when someone pushes you into the ground"

"I didn't push you! I fell!" He defended himself

You chuckled and bit down on your snack

"Don't worry, it's not like i'm still mad or anything" you assured him "I'm... actually thankful"

"Really?" He smiled and grabbed a piece of fruit "How come?"

"Well" you looked up to the sky for a second, trying to choose your words before giving up.

I can talk freely, he understands me no matter what, you thought

"Because thanks to that, i finally found someone who's by my side no matter what"

The blood went up straight into his face, making him chuckle nervously. How could he not love that straightforwardness of yours? He never had to think twice with you, he could relax and talk without barriers.

Well...except for one simple sentence.

"I'll always be with you" He smiled

"No matter what. I'll stay with you."

Because i love you.

#SoundCloud #oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #hq oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa tōru #haikyuu #oikawa fluff

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🅑🅞🅝🅤🅢: 🅣🅗🅔 🅓🅐🅨 🅨🅞🅤 🅜🅐🅓🅔 🅗🅘🅜 🅗🅐🅟🅟🅨

Oikawa Tōru x blunt!reader

Sweet, fluff, one-sided crush

About: It's Valentine's day, and you have successfully given every one of your gifts to all your friends. Well; every one except Oikawa, but it's always so hard to approach him when a wall of girls surround him.

Your pitiful attempts with baking had been a horrible disaster (to say the least); even so, you managed to give the small gifts into a nice token of appreciation for everyone.

You had spend all night folding and glueing paper for the bags you would give them in, each name carefully written in your best handwritting.

Everyone seemed to appreciate them, and you soon wished you had made more for the other people in your class.

"These are so cute! You really made them from scratch?" Your friend asked cheerfuly

"Well, i wanted to do something nice since the cookies are not homemade"

"Thank god for that" You heard a voice teasing you from behind

"Yahaba! Don't bother her! You know she gets anxious when she can't do something" Your friend said

"Wow, don't defend me so nicely" you rolled your eyes and chuckled "Here, i saved one for you" You passed a small bag to the dark haired boy

"Yay, seems i can go an mock Oikawa about getting a gift from you first-hand"

"I made one for all of the boys in the team, thank you very much"

"Sure you don't wan't to be our manager? You are starting to spoil us a lot" he joked

"I could never bear with you guys for so long" you laughed with him

"Y/n i didn't know you took so much care of the guys! You might just start to be popular too" your friend hugged you and teased

"Oh, so you are on his side now?"

"Anyways" Yahaba interrupted "If you want to avoid a scene by our dear captain, you might want to give him his gift bag before the rest of us'

"Wouldn't that be hard today though?" Your friend asked "This day seems to be pretty demanding for him"

And unfortunately, she wasn't wrong.

Valentine's day was the busiest time of the year for the seniors, but no one could ever compare to Oikawa.

The crowds that would surround him were definately something else.

This had to be a joke.

A ridiculous joke.

Just how hard could it be to give cookies to a friend?

You almost seemed like a fan with how much you followed the setter around.

Heck! He didn't even seem to notice you in between the crowd!

You kept raising your hand in the air, your body being pushed around by the excited girls surrounding Oikawa.

Didn't they have classes or something?

You sighed, giving up and stepping back frim the crowd.

"This is so stupid" you murmured

"Tell me about it" you were startled by a low voice behind you

"Jesus! Iwaizumi, i'm begging you to make noise when you walk"

"I can always wear a bell if you give it to me" he joked

You smiled "It's always so hard to pull him away from the crowd"

"You can say that again" He groaned "I've given up on trying to get him to class. Not even I can interrupt so many confessions"

"Oh right!" You pulled him back from the crowd into the corner of the aisle and looked through your bag, getting out the small bag that said 'Iwaizumi' "This one is for you"

"And here i thought you were focused on the shithead over there" he opened the bag carefully "Thanks Y/n"

You smiled "Thanks to you for being my friend"

The loud rang of the school bell.made itself heard between the rumble in the hallways.

"Girls, come on. I'm really thankfull for how amazing you are but i need to get to class-"

Toorū's voice kept talking loudly, trying to make himself hearable in between the noise

You both sighed "Does he notice that speaking like that doesn't work at all?" You asked

"I'm pretty sure he's aware of it" Iwaizumi rolled his eyes

"Iwa- oh! Y/n! Dearie! Happy Valentine's day! Could you wait for me! I'll be there in a sec-"

The bell kept ringing, and you definately weren't waiting for Oikawa

"Come on, i'll walk you to class" Iwaizumi sighed, placing his arm on top of your shoulders and walking besides you.

A soft clenching sensation could be felt inside your chest, your eyebrows furrowed as you pulled your bag close.

Why were you annoyed he couldn't even bother to talk to you for a second? You just wanted to give him a stupid cookie bag

"Hey" Iwa's voice took you back to earth "I'm sure he'll be free by the time we head to the gym for after-school practice, stop pouting"

"Who says i'm pouting?" You rolled your eyes "I'll just eat his cookies if i can't give them to him"

"Can we share them?" He smiled

"You can even make fun of him for not getting anything" you smiled back

You decided to shake the heaviness inside your chest away for the moments. They were just some stupid cookies anyways.

This day was starting to be unbelievable.

Lunch, free period, even after class ended! There was always a crowd!

You weren't just going to step upfront and give the bag to him, that would definately make you seem like just another fan.

You were his friend.

You even had dared to believe he considered you one of his best friends.

You sighed, pulling your legs close to you as you sat down in the pavement.

You hoped you could see him as he walked by on the way to the gym, as this enclosed aisle between the school building and the grid was the common road you both would walk for his volleyball practice.

A minute...then ten...then twenty.

You even had time to go inside the gym to give out the rest of the gift bags to the team. You even had time to grab a warm drink from the caffeteria.

Thirty minutes had gone by, practice was about to start and Oikawa was nowhere to be found.

That's it, you weren't staying anymore. You were cold, you were annoyed, and you felt like a ridiculous rejected fan.

You sighed, standing up from your spot ready to walk back inside to the gym to say your goodbyes to the boys.

"Thank you for joining me here" a nervous voice stopped you inside your hiding spot

"The pleasure was mine, it was very nice to receive your note"

Shit- that voice was familiar.

"Well, i really wanted to talk to you...alone"

You were about to witness a girl confessing to Oikawa.

You were frozen in place, you could always leave through the other side of the aisle. But you were so nervous that even the crack of the fallen leaves seemed loud.

"shit, don't they ever sweep around here?" You thought to yourself

"Oikawa... i've seen you from afar for quite sometime, althought i've been really nervous about talking to you"

The girl seemed younger than you, maybe a freshman? You could barely recognize her from the crowd of girls that followed your friend around.

"Did you enjoy the cookies?" She asked, her hands fidgeting "i made them specially for you"

"They were amazing. You have some talent for baking don't you? It's so cute"

Okay, so now you were feeling uncomfortable.

You unconsciously held your bag closer to your body, biting your lip down. Maybe it was a good thing you didn't give these store-bought simpleties to him.

"who could ever compete with that?"

You surprised yourself. Compete? It wasn't a competition at all, so why did you feel so small and weak suddenly?

"I'm so happy to hear that" the young girl smiled, the soft pink hue on her cheeks made her feel even more charming.

Crap, this really was uncomfortable. Couldn't she just say her thing and be done with it?

"But that is not why you called me here, right?" He asked, that stupid charming tone on his voice almost made you groan on exhasperation.

Why did this had to go on so long? Why couldn't this be over?

Why did you care?

"I like you" she finally said "I know i'm younger and we haven't talked a lot but...would you consider my feelings?"

A short silence could feel like an eternity when your heart it's the only sound you can hear.

Shit, why did the air felt so heavy? You wondered how everything could feel so different now, girls confessed to Oikawa almost every day, you knew that. Now wasn't the time to be petty just because your gift giving was postponed.

"I'm really thankful for your feelings, but i can't accept them"

The eternity had stopped, and after a short cry and comfort (from the young girl, obviously), you were free to roam and leave.

The crunches from the leaves and branches didn't feel loud anymore. Actually, you felt the thumping in your heart to be louder.

You just wanted to leave, you needed to go home.

And you could've if a hand on yours hadn't stopped you.

"Tell me you weren't leaving me behing on Valentine's day" he smiled

That stupid voice was starting to annoy you. You weren't his fan, you didn't need to be swooned.

"To be fair, you left me behind first"

He seemed startled for a second, althought he had gotten used to that bluntness of yours, this time seemed different.

"Don't tell me you're mad Dearie" he whined "It's a heavy day for me! It's not easy being me!"

You rolled your eyes and groaned "Don't get cocky with me now"

You tried to keep walking, but his grip was tight on you.

"Hey" he said firmly "Don't leave like this"

The loud thumping on your heart didn't seem to stop, in fact, it seemed louder.

"Don't look at me like that. It's your fault, actually"

He chuckled, his hand gripped yours tighter.

His eyes wavered, he didn't want you to leave.

"You were spying on me? My my, i didn't take you for the possesive type"

"Please don't flatter yourself" you pulled your hand back and crossed your arms "I was waiting for you, i thought you would take our usual shortcut" you shrugged, acting as if anything that happened hadn't bothered you.

He bit his lip down "I'm so sorry Y/n. I actually have tried to talk to you all day long..." He reached for your hand again.

Not even him could tell what was getting over him.

Maybe it was the nature of the day, but he felt bolder.

You seemed annoyed, which made his mind crazy and his heart even more so. Were you jealous? Could he allow himself to think so?

"Y/n" he said softly "I missed you all day"

The pink tone on your cheeks made his courage grow even more so. He wanted to let you know it was okay for you to be jealous.

Heck, he wanted to shake you by the shoulders and yell how he only had eyes for you, how much he wished that poor girl confessing had been you.

You dismissed your pouting and raised your eyes to his.

Crap, had he always had that shiny honey glow around his irises? You couldn't tell.

"I just, wanted to give you these"

You pulled out the small bag with his name on it "They aren't anything special...but, i thought you would like it.."

He smiled, grabbing the cute little paper bag from your trembling hands. He begged the sky for a sign, anything really, he wanted to understand how you felt right now.

"I just, wanted to make you happy again" you scratched the side of your cheek nervously.

He chuckled "I'm always happy, as long as it's about you"

There, he had given you a way in, this was your entrance, you could say anything and he would do the rest. You just had to say it.

"That's nice to hear" you finally smiled "I always want to make you happy"

Really, how was he not meant to think you had partially confessed? You literally said you wanted to make him happy! Heck! He had been quite obvious too!

But you were like that, distracted and forthright. And he loved that about you.

He placed his hand on top of his forehead, his other arm and legs wide open across his bed.

How could he be more direct without scaring you off? Damn, how could you be so blunt yet not be able to handle the cold frank truth.

Let alone that, you were stupidly oblivious.

"For you Dearie...i would wait a thousand years"

A gift that was direct enough for you to finally understand how he felt, but also tame enough for you to get that he would wait for you to be ready to accept his feelings.

Yay! An extra part!

I was feeling inspired and realized i never did the Valentine's day special, whoops

How are you all getting along with this version of oikawa? He's a bit hard to decipher but i like how he's coming across.

I'll admit it tho, my bf acts exactly like the canon version, so i'm just getting inspo from whenever he talks out of his usual cocky self lmao

See you next time!

#SoundCloud

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🆃🅷🅴 🅳🅰🆈 🅷🅴 🆆🅰🅽🆃🅴🅳 🆃🅾 🅲🅾🅽🅵🅴🆂🆂

Oikawa Tōru x blunt!reader

Sweet, fluff, one-sided crush

About: After your efforts with Oikawa's gifts work a little too well, he wishes to return the favour.

Íf only you were as easy to read as him, he could finally find the right words to let you know how he feels; without breaking the precious bond you both have worked so hard to build.

He would never admit it, but he was freaking the fuck out.

It was weird, he usually never had to worry about something so "trivial" like white day. Actually, no; HE HAD NEVER EVEN DONE ANYTHING LIKE THIS.

But you; damn it, you had a way of getting inside his head.

White day was coming, and he had no fucking clue what to do. He could definitely bake you something…if he knew how. And after the whole “store-bought love” huff he had done, to just go out and get whatever would be a tad too hypocritical.

He had only ever given white day gifts on middle school (because his mom Made him) or for his ex-girlfriend….You weren't just a mere courtesy gift, but you also weren't…you know…

He wasn’t anyone special to you

“Would flowers be appropiate?” He asked, his head leaning back in his school seat

“Sure, I don't see you like that tho so it might be cheesy” his friend answered back without looking up from his phone

“Iwa! Could you be serious and help me!? I'm dying here!” He whined

“Listen” Iwaizumi groaned “She gave you what she could because she considers you a good friend, anything you give her will make her happy”

Anything i give her… he thought to himself.

“But what if my gift it's not because i see her as a good friend?” he raised his head, eyes locked into his nervous hands.

A silence;a quite deep silence swayed any unspoken word into the air.

It wasn't a secret; Oikawa was not the type to keep his feelings hidden, but this was officially the first time he had said it out loud.

"What if...I wanted to tell her how i feel?"

You weren't a only a good friend to him. You had become more.

The rattling of students outside the classroom broke the tension; footsteps and laughter dismissing the silence.

“Then, i think you’re doing this for yourself” Iwaizumi stared directly at the face of his nervous friend.

Oikawa tilted his face, confused “Uh, yeah”

Iwa sighed “Listen; you don't know how she feels, and she's a bit more...apprehensive than you” he said, making and emphasis on his words, as if his friend wasn't smart enough to connect them “Just, get her something that will make her feel special to you. Not something that makes it clear you have ulterior motives”

“I DO NOT HAVE ULTERIOR MOTIVES!” He yelled, offended

“Yeah, yeah, don't think i haven’t seen how you look at her when-”

“BLAH BLAH BLAH, I CAN'T HEAR YOU!” He covered his ears, his face absolutely red.

His best friend couldn’t help but cackle. “Still, it's nice seeing you like that” he rolled his eyes “I guess”

Oikawa smiled gleefully “So” he crossed his arms over his desk “Think i might have a chance?”

“No”

"Y/n!" Your friend walked into the classroom, yelling with excitement.

"Uh... I'm busy studyin-"

"This is far more important!" She slammed your book closed.

"Not if i'm failing" you tried to grab your book back open

"As if you could fail at anything" she hid the book on her back "I have important news!"

You sighed, giving up your precious time. If you had known you wouldn't have been able to study anyways, you could have said to Iwaizumi and Oikawa that you could join them for lunch.

"What's so important?"

"Oikawa...is giving a gift to a girl!"

You tilted your head, confused.

"Huh, isn't white day coming up? That seems normal" You tried to express your lack of enthusiasm in the nicest way you could, still trying to pry your book back from her hands.

"He never does that!" She yelled, stars in her eyes. "The only time he has ever done that was back when he accepted his ex's confession back in the year!"

You couldn't help but chuckle "Oh yeah, he spend all day whining when she dumped him. Iwa~ Y/n~ I was so charming~" You mocked his past pettyness when you and Iwaizumi had to spend all evening trying to cheer him up "We couldn't walk through the candy aisle for a month because he would start pouti-"

"Stay focused!" She interrupted you again.

You sighed, she kept ruining your fun too "I give up, what does that have to do with me?"

"You gave him a Valentine's day gift too didn't you? What if he was charmed by your lovely efforts?"

Your face suddenly expressed surprise and disbelief "Do you listen to yourself when you talk?"

"come on! have to tell me who she is! We're all dying to know!" She kneeled in front of your seat, attracting attention from the other girls in your classroom.

"Uh..." You coughed out your embarrasment "Listen, I...have no clue"

Your friend and the others joined each other in a disappointing groan.

"Please! You must have noticed something, anything!" She pulled her hands together on a begging sign.

If only you could get yourself out of this situation; you would. But unfortunately; you had no idea who would Oikawa even give that gift to.

"He, really hasn't talked about anyone he might be interested in"

More girls joined your friend in the questioning.

"Oh right! He's been friends with L/n for a while hasn't he? Does he talk about anyone? Which gift did he like more? You think i might have a chance?"

"uh..." Your cheeks started to feel warmer by the second. Were all this girls really all that charmed by your friend?

Soon enough, like fallen from heaven. A voice came through

"Yahoo! Y/n we came to see how you were-"

"Look! There he is! Ask him!"

You quickly grabbed your friend's hand and ran out of the classroom.

Between the confusion and curiosity, no one even noticed when you left; well, no one except your now trapped friends.

"Sorry, Toorū" you thought to yourself "But this one is kind of your fault"

After running out of the classroom, you discovered the rumors had spread far and wide. Just how popular was he?

Every corner, classroom or friend you managed to find would asssult you with questions.

"Is he dating again? Does he like anyone? It will be one of the girls that gave him gift a Valentine's day gift, right? I confessed to him that day! Is he answering back?"

You had finally reached a safe haven inside the school gym; letting go of your friend's hand and grabbing the book that by stealing from you, had started all this mess.

"Why" you paced your words, trying to grab air in between "would you pull such a show?"

"I'm so sorry" she apologized, also trying to breathe in the middle of her words "But the curiosity is killing me!"

"Curiosity killed the cat" you huffed "seems fitting" You chuckled and your knees gave up under you, making you sit down in front of the bleachers (your usual hiding spot).

"Don't tell me you don't feel the same way" she sat down beside you "Oikawa is easily the most popular of our seniors! He could easily become a star if he wanted to"

"Now you're just saying nonsense" you sighed "A volleyball star would make more sense" You corrected, you would have said 'legend'if you weren't worried your friend would burst out the questions again

"He's really handsome" she raised her hands in an obvious explanation "He's a school team's captain, super social, nice, funny and he always treats the girls so nicely"

You rolled your eyes, you were used to hearing this type of things about your friend. But that didn't mean you didn't feel weird about it.

"I guess my perception of him has been altered since we became closer"

"Don't try to be indifferent now, it's normal to perceive a person as worthy of admiration. He is our superior after all, juniors crushing this hard to a cool older guy like him is as casual to us as breathing"

"That sounds like a dangerous generalization" you chuckled

"For real though, wouldn't it make your heart flutter even a little bit if he confessed?"

You kept silent, gathering your thoughts for a moment.

"I guess, it wouldn't be that much different from what he makes me feel now"

Again, silence.

And the questions started again.

"GIRL, DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM TOO! YOU WERE ACTING SO PROPER BEFORE!"

She grabbed you by the shoulders harshly, pulling and pushing you back and front.

"That's so not what i meant!" You pushed her hands away from you.

"How is it not?!" She seemed excited "It could totally be you who he wishes to confess to!"

"Didn't you say he just wanted to give a gift to someone? No one ever mentioned anything about a confession"

"It could almost be the same thing! Come on! Don't be a spoilsport"

"You're not making any sense anymore" You sighed and relaxed yourself, letting your back touch the bench.

"I mean it" She smiled "Now that I think about it, it should have been more obvious you were the mystery girlfriend. You did give him a gift"

"Hey, you ate the supermarket cookies too. And we're not girlfriends for that, right?"

"You could never handle me how I deserve"

You both laughed, the tension being relieved.

"Also; no one has really seen him with any girl, except you"

You sighed "And so you go on..."

"And!"She insisted"He's always around you or looking for you...Looking out for you too, asking you to be on every training, match, party, taking you home-"

"Alright! I get it" you couldn't help but laugh at her insistence "So yeah, he gives me a gift, that doesn't mean he likes me"

"Maybe not" she leaned her head on your shoulder "But what would it make you feel?"

She caught you off guard with that one

You bit your lip down

"It's not like it would matter anyways" You looked straight to her eyes.

It had definately been enough questions for today.

This was not meant to be so long, wth

Sorry, but this will be a two part chapter. So...to be continued?

Hope you enjoyed it! I'm really starting to love writing this blunt!reader. She's so fun.

Also, how would you name "your friend"? I kept her as vague but cheerful as i could, she's meant to be a representation of those things the reader can't properly express by acting the complete opposite.

Althought, she might have ended up acting like me hehe

#Spotify #oikawa tōru #oikawa fluff #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru #hq oikawa #iwaizumi hajime #white day #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyū!!#haikyu fluff

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Fairy Tail is so fucking funny to me, because the main characters are literally this:

Gray: Seems like a normal guy, but then you notice he strips constantly, without even realizing it. Has attempted to kill himself multiple times.

Lucy: Ex-heiress who was surprising well adjusted to spending, just trying to not be homeless, is so done with everybody's shit. Doesn't even have the energy to hide it anymore.

Erza: Also seems normal, but just hides it better, murdered people for strawberry cake, actually an idiot around her peers.

Wendy: She's 12 but she's unironically the most emotionally and academically intelligent, and normal.

Natsu: Freak of nature, and in general.

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If ur in the epic discord you've seen this dumb thing already but here it is again

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Wrestling In Dirt Pits - Ethel Cain / The Unified Theory of Ophelia: On Women, Writing, and Mental Illness” - B.N. Harrison x / Twin Peaks / Lake Mungo

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s2 intro was so fire. and I thought like s1 it showed/hinted at the things that would happen during this season. but most stuff didn't happen or it didn't live up to the imagery used in the intro

Vi smudging the VI tattoo. it implies that she would struggle with her identity and the name connected with it and the legacy connected with it, like Jinx did in s1. maybe this could even be her going so far as to reject the name itself, like denying that she's The Vi to keep a low profile. like how Jinx would insist that she's not Powder in s1. but none of that ever happened. Vi never struggles with 'being Vi' or what it means to her or with being Vander's prodigy even tho he's brought back from the dead.

this shot implying that this was gonna be a story about the sisters, but also that Jinx is Vi's burden or her shadow or a demon on her shoulder. but to explore Vi's feelings on her sister and what she's become they'd have to try to explore Vi at all

this shot which implies to me 'Jinx being Jinx' cos it's a callback to when she does the finger gun in s1, but even more so to when she does it as a kid in the Enemy MV. in the scene she, when she still went by Powder, aims a finger gun at enforcers and as she pretend fires at them it flashes to Jinx standing there. so a 'Jinx was always Jinx' message. but it also alludes to her having a target like the firelight in s1 or the enforcers in the MV, who she always hated.

the two times we see Ekko he reverses time, which ig he technically does but the meat of his story is him going to a parallel universe, not going back in time. idk ig I thought that time travel would be more relevant to Ekko's story than parallel universe travel. in the end time travel is only meaningfully used for the timebomb angst scene even tho it's not really necessary there. ig I thought the powers would be more relevant to Ekko's whole character and arc. in an Ekko lol short he reverses time to defeat the bad guy and when he finally succeeds it's at the cost of the destruction of the mural for dead kids, and so he goes back in time again. that's more meaningful than anything they did with firelights in s2 (and arguably more meaningful than the timebomb scene). why did they drop the sick tree plotline? the firelights? his past with Jinx? his involvement in the revolution? the past vs present and saving the things we love? I swear they were teasing me with an epic time travel episode but delivered a parallel universe (derogatory) episode.

this type of shots made me think that Cait would actually struggle internally to an extreme degree with her actions and how the power corrupts her etc. that she'd become horrified of what she's become. and how she'd hate and struggle with maintaining her appearances to the public.

the first shot made it seem like, just like Cait, Jayce would struggle with public attention and maybe scrutiny, considering he was the head of the council in s1. but then the first thing he does this season is resign and that's that for him being a public persona and struggling with his reputation even tho s1 and his lol lore focus on that. like that stuff's so juicy don't get rid of that.

the second shot hints to me at him discovering smth grand/important connected to the arcane, which ig kinda happened but what it ended up being is that Jayce got transported to a bad universe and learned that arcane bad. meanwhile this shot evokes to me smth more awe-inspiring, idk like smth mystical and magical, arcane, you could say. with white bright light often being used in media to communicate divinity. wild runes mumbo jumbo and Jayce being transported to a bad arcane universe seem so pedestrian compared to like, heavenly lights ig.

both concepts for Jayce's story that were introduced in the intro and the eps delivered on neither.

I don't remember the french revolution ending with the ppl teaming up with the royalty. I also don't get the impression that there are any french revolution stories out there with the hero thinking the revolution is an irritating nuisance. this parallel is so extremely unwarranted and borderline offensive.

Viktor did turn out to be evil and he did get a cult as this shot implied but the mask obvs references his lol mech suit that he never gets. there was no reason for him to be designed the way he was, as an arcane deity with specifically a mask, outside of for the purpose of having the faintest similarity to his lol design. the mask, the cult, all that third arm imagery in s1? it all references his lol lore, for nothing, cos they took his character in a drastically different direction. talk about blue balls. and same thing with the light as with Jayce, the light coming from the mask implies Revelations connected to the mask but also loss of identity/being consumed by it. maybe a glorious evolution? idk it again just feels like someone knew what the fans wanted but it wasn't the writers. but someone still put all this in the intro. teasing a better story that we'll never get to see.

there's also all the Black Rose imagery that seemed important even tho they weren't in the end. it being connected to Mel (politician) and Ambessa (politician/warrior) made me think that they would focus on the Black Rose being a political organization that wants smth connected to Piltover and the PnZ conflict, with all the imagery of holding the rose/squishing the rose/being the rose/picking up the rose alluding to the political scheming between Ambessa/Mel/the Black Rose. but they went the route of out of nowhere making Mel magic. imagine if in a random ep of s1 they made Silco magic.

why? why why why why why?

the intro did more for all the character arcs than the episodes themselves

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crystal-crax · 7 months ago

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s2 intro was so fire. and I thought like s1 it showed/hinted at the things that would happen during this season. but most stuff didn't happen or it didn't live up to the imagery used in the intro

both concepts for Jayce's story that were introduced in the intro and the eps delivered on neither.

why? why why why why why?

the intro did more for all the character arcs than the episodes themselves

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