#Idk idk it’s like that playfully rude thing but treating me like I’m a kid

[bytebun]

sudden worry I’m being typecast as a wholesome artist >_< silly I know. I’m just here making stuff for myself why does it matter. but my art is so cute. maybe even too cute. I need to generate some violence

[rint4rous]

hogwarts au! oikawa

a/n: wrote this with a bad headache LMAO so if you see mistakes no you didnt <3

yeah help

anyway

oikawa toru

sixth year slytherin

captain of slytherin quidditch team

this one. very popular with the girls.

always gets gifts and confessed to, he turns them all down nicely tho

he flirts with them a little but never goes out with anyone

thanks but no thanks, hes focusing on quidditch

mostly hangs out with hanamaki, matsukawa, and iwaizumi

you, sixth year gryffindor

a chaser for the quidditch team

actually you and oikawa had a bit of a rivalry thing going on

because oikawa was getting good grades AND is good at quidditch

and it doesnt even look like hes trying.

and he lowkey comes off as arrogant sometimes

and youre like i hate geniuses

the two of you met during first year when he tried playfully hitting iwa in the hallway but iwa dodged

and you happen to be speedwalking past and then next thing you know you get slapped???

you stop walking and turn to oikawa

hes like HOLY CRAPDFHJSHJR

“I AM SO SORRY-”

“it’s alright!”

“are you sure??”

“yeah, it was an accident, right? …. unless it wasnt?”

“NO I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT”

“i thought so! see you ‘round!”

then you skip away

yeah. yall dont really start competing and shit until you found out your mom and his mom had BEEF??? WHEN THEY WERE IN SCHOOL????

you found that out at the end of first year

“i heard tachibana’s son is in your year. or i guess she’s oikawa now.”

youre like yeah what about it

“my dearest y/n, you’re a smart little girl, okay?”

“so make sure you’re better than that oikawa kid, alright?”

and little innocent you is like “ok”

so start of second year, you study and work extra hard

but here’s perfect little oikawa who always knocks you down to second place

at first youre like. i’ll just work harder!

and he joins quidditch and so do you

so you try hard at that too

you’re not like a sore loser or anything so when slytherin wins you shake his hand with a smile

but by the end of the year you’re just kinda :/ now because you never see him studying or practicing spells so how the fuck is he BETTER THAN YOU AT EVERYTHING!!! ITS NOT FAIR!!!!!

third year you come into school with like not very good feelings abt oikawa

and your mom was on your ass about your grades and you’re like omfggg im TRYING OKAY IM TRYING SO HARD

too bad tho thats when he starts liking you …

middle of third year is when you start expressing those feelings for oikawa out loud

“i hate self-centered geniuses. come back down to earth, will you.”

he heard you say when test results came back

and hes like is she talking abt me? lol nah shes probably talking about stupid ushijima over there

and then he finds out you were in fact talking abt him

hes kinda hurt lol

then when the new term rolls in

and the two of you just start talking shit about each other and start arguing all the time

“what’s the answer, l/n?”

“fairy wings.”

“oh my bad, i didn’t realize she said oikawa, and not l/n.”

“oh sorry, i thought you wouldn’t know the answer so i answered for you! i saved you from embarrassing yourself. you’re welcome~”

your seatmate yaku was holding you down with all his might and HOW IS LITTLE MAN ABLE TO HOLD YOU BACK HIS GRIP IS STRONG BRO

the whole class s ighs here we go AGAIN

the teacher doesnt even bother sending you guys out to hall anymore because this happens so much

you always try to sabotage each other in potions

one time his eyebrows almost burned off after his potion exploded in his face

makki and mattsun like LMFAOWFEHERGUYER

then when the year ends you’re like ranting to your mom like “i hate geniuses. who does he think he is? just because he can beat me at everything?? i’ll show him. i’ll make him eat dirt in the field. i’ll wipe that dumb smirk off his face. i’ll-”

your mom: omg my little baby so full of hate just like her momma

fourth year you’re so determined to beat oikawa at something

he sees you in the library, unprovoked, once and he comes up from behind you like

“aw, is l/n gonna try beating me again this year? you know there’s no point in trying.”

you: hold it in hold it in hold it in YOU’RE MATURE NOW Y/N L/N. YOU SHOULD BE MORE MATURE THAN THIS DIMWIT IN FRONT OF YOU. inhale exhale inhale exhale

“aw, is oikawa gonna try beating ushiwaka in quidditch again this year? you know there’s no point in trying.”

way to be mature

poor oikawa tho you pressed a wrong button so he just leaves silently

you kinda regret it after

so this year goes like the last and so does the next

“arent you tired?? of competing with oikawa all the time??” your friend semi asked you

“kind of”

“then stop?? you dont have to fulfill your mom’s high school revenge lmao”

“ughh eita i know but im too far in”

one time you were out breaking curfew #savage

no but seriously you couldn’t sleep so you thought some fresh air will help, the dorms were super suffocating right now

you were stressed after your mom’s monthly letter

beat oikawa this beat oikawa that

you turn at a corner and you see the man himself, ALSO BREAKING CURFEW

now the both of you are looking at each other like 👁👄👁

“GOD L/N I THOUGHT YOU WERE A TEACHER I NEARLY DIED FROM A HEART ATTACK”

“shush before we both get caught”

“right sorry sorry”

“so what the hell are you doing breaking curfew.”

“what are you doing breaking curfew.”

“i asked you first”

“so?”

“just answer the question, oikawa.”

he looks around, making sure the coast was clear before he motions you over to him and as you walk towards him

you see the door hes standing in front of

he drags you in there and what you see is

a bunch of practice dummies

“yeah i,, practice my spells here at night. contrary to popular belief i’m not a genius like ushiwaka or tobio. i’m flattered you think so, though.”

and youre like he... actually practices?? he is actually human?

“what’s with that look? you wanna join me practice at night?”

“as if-” and then you see the book of spells and you guys aren’t even learning any of this YET. and you are determined not to fall behind oikawa “sure.”

oikawas like pardon?

you: i SAID SURE.

and so now at night you practice spells together

only because you want to beat him as if

the arguing goes down a little because you get caught up in beating each other at who gets to do the spell right first that practice runs super late sometimes and you dont have energy to fight with each other that early

everybodys like ??? huh????

but then you’re back to the usual bs in the afternoon and everybodys like oh okay so the world isnt ending yet

so anyway !! yall are practicing again

you’re pointing your wand at a practice dummy and trying to focus so you dont accidentally do something dumb

"hey why do you hate me so much?”

LITERALLY CATCHES YOU OFF GUARD AND BREAKS YOUR FOCUS

“it’s not because i hit you when we were first years right? it really was an accident i swear-”

“you still remember that?”

“well yeah… because i cant think of any other reason why you don’t like me.”

“um… trying too hard to please my mom, i guess. what about you? why did you try so hard to beat me at everything?” you ask, regaining your focus for the charm

“idk, you never paid attention to me unless i did.”

you scoff, “why? you don’t like me or anything, do you?”

“i do tho??”

he literally said that just before you chanted the spell and you got caught off guard and

“stupefy!”

it almost hits oikawa

oikawa: WHAT DID I DO

you: SHITHEAD DONT SAY THAT WHEN IM ABOUT TO DO SOMETHFIBEFH

“HOW DID THIS EVEN HAPPEN???”

“I DONT KNOW IT WAS FUN COMPETING WITH YOU WHEN WE WERE SECOND YEARS AND IT JUST DID?? I TRIED SO HARD SO I CAN IMPRESS YOU AND I GUESS MY PLAN BACKFIRED BECAUSE I DONT THINK YOU LIKE ME VERY MUCH”

now youre staring at each other and you’re both red

he kinda quiets down “and you’re a better rival than ushijima anyway. i don’t mean any of the stuff i said, i swear. i know you don’t like me but i just needed to let that out or i will go insane.”

and hes just looking down all shy

at this point you actually dont know if you like oikawa or not

i mean??? you spent like 3 years butting heads with this dude

and he liked you the whole time?? hes crazy this man is crazy.

maybe you were just in denial the whole time

because?? you could’ve stopped competing with him at everything

maybe you did enjoy it somehow

he did make your life at school interesting

“let’s go out on a few dates and we’ll see.”

his head just whips up and his eyes like light up and hes so EXCITED

in the time before you officially started dating

you find out from iwaizumi that even tho he smiles at a lot of girls its actually rarely genuine the only girl hes ever seen oikawa smile about genuinely was you

and that his mom actually didnt approve of him playing quidditch at first because he had a bad knee but he pushed for it because he really wanted to

he has like a smug and a flippant demeanor but hes very attentive and super caring !!

hes super passionate and hard working at what he does and

i guess now you finally realize you are falling

it takes five dates until the two of you officially start going out

if you tell third year you that you were dating oikawa she would never believe it but here you are, walking to class with him

when the two of you walked in the classroom talking

like TALKING NORMALLY AND NOT THE USUAL “i will choke you in your sleep” “ooh, kinda k-” “don’t”

it was already sus when the arguing toned down a bit but now that its like. REALLY GONE?? everybody is so confused

LMFAO matsukawa asks like “what happened?? are you guys broken?”

“no???”

“how rude! dearest y/n and i are dating now!”

everybody in this class: see now thats crazy. that is crazy.

makki: maybe we didnt hear him right. say that again oikawa

oikawa: me and y/n are dating.

everybody: oh okay bc we thought you said you and l/n were dat- WAIT SO YOU AND L/N REALLY ARE TOGETHER??? 

you: unfortunately

oikawa: h-hey :((((

everybody: SO WE DONT GOTTA LISTEN TO YALL ARGUE FIRST THING IN THE MORNING??? YOU HAVE TO TREAT THE WHOLE CLASS TO BUTTERBEER I THINK WE DESERVE IT AFTER THESE THREE YEARS OF CONSTANT YELLING

nobody was as SHOCKED as your moms

“y/n, baby, i know i did not just hear you say you’re dating the oikawa kid. repeat that for momma again.”

“i’m dating the oikawa kid.”

like?? MOM THIS WAS TECHNICALLY UR FAULT

“so toru, what did you wanna tell me?”

“i have a girlfriend now! her name is y/n l/n.”

“l/n? surely not THAT l/n’s daughter, right?”

“oh it is that l/n.”

when your families have dinner together for the first time

THE TENSION LMFAO

but they do try hard to get along. they try super hard.

they start getting along because MAN YOU AND OIKAWA WERE SOO CUTE AND THEY WANT YOU TO GET MARRIED AND THEY HAVE TO GET ALONG IF THEY WANT IT TO HAPPEN. THEIR GRANDKIDS ARE GONNA BE SO CUTE!!!

“ma, we haven’t graduated yet-”

your mom, ignoring you: THEYRE GOING TO HAVE THE CUTEST HAIR

oikawa’s mom: AND THEY’RE GOING TO BE SUPER SMART LIKE THEIR PARENTS!

your mom: AND WE’LL BE THE BEST GRANDMAS.

momma oiks: PERIOD!

steals your books from you in the halls so he can carry it for you

you tease each other with pet names and shit???

he’ll try to kiss your cheek in the hall but iwa grabs the back of his robe and pulls him away “you’re gross”

“you’re just jealous iwa!!”

when your houses arent playing each other, he goes to your games and vice versa!

tries to distract you in the field

“hey beautiful”

“toru don’t or i will make iwa knock you off your broom.”

“you're so mean”

so anyways yall r couple goals

"listen well, kindaichi, kunimi, your senior is showing you how to get girls.”

kunimi, without looking up from his book: what are you gonna teach us? accidentally slap the girl and get her to hate you for three years while you secretly pine over her during that time before confessing that you liked her the whole time and you go out on five dates and officially start dating? too much work

oikawa: LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT

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Little Sister

Idk here’s another fic guys lol bc 301 followers!!! I have the same amount of followers as the default number of views on YouTube!!!! Wowie.

Zoe sees Connor high and wonders if it helps him, and could help her. Or Zoe get high with Connor

Warnings: swearing, drug use, verbal abuse, shitty writing about being high and blunts in general bc I’m a goody goody™ 
•••••• 
“I’ll fucking end your fucking life, Zoe, don’t you fucking test me!” Connor yelled through his door, which he had slammed just seconds before. His sister, the victim of his verbal attacks, slammed her door as well, sitting on her bed to practice her guitar for the jazz band concert next week. Connor ran his fingers through his messy, dark curls, deciding he couldn’t deal with this bullshit anymore. He flopped to the ground, looking through the bottom drawer of his bedside table, retrieving the small tin box he was looking for. He pulled it out, feeling better already.

He wanted to quit, but whenever his family treated him like shit or he got angry he had to calm down, and this was the only way he found that worked. He recalls the other methods he’s tried and how they all ended up with law enforcement bringing him back to their front door at ungodly hours as he unlocks the box and grabs a lighter and already rolled blunt. Needless to say, he sticks to getting high in his bedroom, or sometimes climbing out the window to the roof. Pinching the unlit end of the blunt, he brought it to his pale lips, feeling his anger and stress float away with the smoke he exhaled. He sighed happily, already feeling much better and forgetting about what it was that Zoe had done to piss him off this time. He’d already finished one entire blunt and was as high as a kite. Not being able to control his thoughts, and not knowing it was nearing one in the morning, he opened the window. He swore as he struggled to climb out the window.

“Connor? It’s like 1 A.M., what the fuck are you doing?” He heard Zoe ask from her now opened window, her voice croaking from having just been woken up by the sound of her lanky brother stumbling on the roof.

“Nothing. Just needed to get out of the fucking house,” Connor replied, his words mixing together slightly, and would’ve sounded much more rude if he wasn’t giggling so much.

Zoe sat up and turned her bedside light on, wincing as her eyes adjusted to the light, “Are you high right now?”

“No I’m Connor,” he giggled back. Zoe sighed, getting up to find a hoodie and shoes, throwing on a pair of flip flops.

“I’m coming out there, you need a babysitter when you’re high, there’s no telling what trouble you’ll get into.” Zoe said as she put the hoodie on and pulled her hair up into a high, loose ponytail.

"I don’t need a babysitter I’ll be fucking fine!” Connor said, a little too loud. Zoe winced at his volume slightly.

“Shhh, what if mom and dad hear you?” Zoe tried shushing Connor.

“They’re fast asleep, and too bitchy to hear me anyway,” Connor grumbled, giggling a bit slightly. Zoe had seen Connor high on a few occasions, the first time being the weirdest for her. She’d never seen Connor so giggly . Sure, she’d seen him giggle and laugh before, when they were kids of course. Usually he never showed a positive emotion, and he definitely never giggled. 
Zoe pulled the latch on her window and unlocked it and, as quietly as she could, climbed up onto the roof. It was chilly and windy tonight, and she could hear the faint sound of Nirvana being played too loud in the earbuds that hung out the neck of Connors shirt. Connor was a pretty big Nirvana fan, but high Connor was the biggest Nirvana fan. She settled a fair distance away from him slowly, seeing that he was wearing black sweatpants and a grey T-Shirt. Connor turned his head, seeing Zoe get comfortable on the hard rooftop, noticing how she still kept her distance away from him.

“Heyyyyy, Zoooooooo, nice of you to join meeee,” Connor giggled out. Zoe held back a giggle, trying to not encourage Connor.

“Hey, Connor.”

“Hey, Zoe,” Connor said, mocking Evan by putting on a grumpy expression, “Why’re you so fucking serious, Zo, just chill out.” He giggled again, laying back and resting his arms under his head.

Zoe rolled her eyes but smirked a bit, looking back at her brother. She reached into his window and grabbed the water bottle on Connors bedside table under it, “Here, sober up.”

“Nah, fuck that, I’d rather stay fucking lit,” Connor swatted the bottle away from Zoe’s hands, managing to get it to fly right back into his room and bounce on the floor, “besides, I’m like totally ninety percent sure that that water bottle is just straight vodka,” Connor giggled again. Zoe sighed, giving up and deciding she better just sit and watch to make sure Connor didn’t hurt himself. She sat on the roof, a little closer to Connor now, but neither noticed it, cross legged, deciding Connor was too high to bother listening to her no matter how hard she tried to get him to sober up. She stared thoughtfully at her brother, as he attempted to put his hair into a messy bun, and wondered what he felt like high. She knew that he obviously had less control of his thoughts and actions, but she was curious as to how freeing and calming it really felt. Did it really help Connor deal with his anger problems and facing their family? 
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It had been an hour and Connor was still wide awake, and decided he wasn’t as high as he was. He got off the roof and climbed back in his window to roll another blunt, Zoe following him in and watching him carefully as he did so.

<I> Maybe it does help him feel better, </I> Zoe thought as she fiddled with the hem of her hoodie, before speaking up.

“Does it actually help? Like does it really calm you down?” Zoe pointed hesitantly at the blunt. Connor looked up, seeming slightly nervous now. He had never really talked about why he smoked, and how it calmed him down and how he thought it actually helped.

“Yeah, I think so,” He answered, seeming serious for the first time all night. Zoe nodded in reply.

“How?“ Zoe asked

“Well, I smoke it, and the bad shit goes away,” Connor said sarcastically, and went back to grab the tin box and set it on his bed, taking out the weed and things he needed to make the blunt, Zoe watching each step quizzically. “Do you wanna try to smoke it?” Connor asked hesitantly, not really sure how he felt about his little sister smoking, but noticing how she stared at his motions. "Sure, why not,” Zoe shrugged, fiddling with the hem of her hoodie again as she thought again about how it might feel.

“Okay, do this,” Connor showed Zoe how to light the blunt, Zoe following his directions, “Now put it to your lips and inhale slowly, and exhale.” Zoe did so, exhaling and feeling stress and anxiety she didn’t know she held being lifted away. She sighed as she exhaled, feeling surprisingly calm. She He liked it, not enough that he would do this often, but enough that she thought about enjoying getting high when she needed it. They both felt calm and happy without having to worry about anything.

Connor looked at his sister as she took another hit, Zoe not noticing that Connor didn’t light and wasn’t smoking his own blunt. He had sobered up slightly and was watching his little sister carefully. Connor didn’t want to risk him getting high and Zoe hurting herself while high because Connor couldn’t protect her.

After a while the blunt was gone, the room was considerably more smoky, and Zoe’s eyes were very red and bloodshot. Connor watched his sisters movements, taking note of how he fiddled with the string of his hoodie, but not in a nervous way. She fiddled with them happily and playfully as she hummed along to the song playing, Connor chuckling because he knew for a fact Zoe had no idea what song it was. Connor laid back on the bed, after he put the tin back in his drawer, and thought about how Zoe probably had her own issues too. He felt protective of her in the moment, as he thought about how this feeling of absolute calmness might be new to her. She was probably the calmest person while high that Connor had ever seen. Zoe wasn’t as giggly or funny as Connor was when he was high, although Connor noticed she was definitely more sleepy. Zoe was more quiet and thoughtful it seemed. Connor froze as she yawned and laid down on the bed, curling up next to him. He looked at his sister, seeing how frail and small she looked right now. He smiled, kissing her messy hair protectively and mumbling an ‘I love you, Zo’ before turning to shut the light off.