#*barty crouch jr.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

James only ever thought of rethinking his relationship with Regulus once and it was the say he properly met Evan and Barty

not because they scared him or anything (they did, but it wasn’t the reason)

It was because Regulus said they weren’t dating and James wasn’t sure he could take another wolfstar level pre-dating pinning stage.

[starlittragedies]

a lot of people tended to say that sirius and regulus looked alike, but the marauders and their friends never quite believed it. they looked much to different with one brother being so expressive with his facial features and the other wearing a mask that never slips.

it wasn’t until one day when barty had managed to convince regulus to pull a cute little joke on evan which then led to evan chasing them down the halls of hogwarts with nothing but murder on his mind. while running they managed to run into the posse of gryffindors as well as dorcas who was with them, and while passing, the group (bar dorcas) had to do a double take because the boy that had just passed them with a mischievous smile plastered on his face looked just like sirius.

[asmo-d3us]

The Slytherin Skittles are in a band.

They’re named The Pantheons.

Regulus sings.

Barty plays lead guitar.

Evan plays bass guitar.

Dorcas plays the drums.

They play Supermassive Black Hole by Muses.

I need therapy immediately because..dear god.

[yourgalgremlin]

How the Slytherlin Groupchat Reacted to Pandora’s New Boyfriend’s Name:

Pandora: Can I bring Xenophilius? <3

Evan: idgaf wut it is as long as we can smoke it

Regulus: I’d say “bless you” but I’m certain whatever’s possessing you would object.

Barty: Is this a wizard? Or some magical woodland creature?

Dorcas: I’m Xeno-feelin’-it.

[axxio-sriracha]

Barty "Insanity can only exist if there is enough humanity left to fear it" Crouch.

And Evan "Dude, what the fuck" Rosier.

[seekmemystar]

Dorcas: Dora, Barty and Evan broke up

Pandora:

Pandora: Barty and Evan broke up and you spring this on me like it's the freaking weather report, Dorcas???

Pandora: I AM NOW A CHILD OF DIVORCE!!I'M DELICATE!!!

Regulus: YOU ALREADY WERE A CHILD OF DIVORCE, PANDORA

[zacshian]

Barty thinks handcuffs are accessories.

[uhhlifeig]

Barty: War does not determine who is right. It determines who is left. Evan, rolling over to face him: Barty, it's one in the morning. Shut up.

(if you know who this is from you get a head pat!!)

[daliyla]

How come I still haven't seen any Joker and Harley Quinn au with rosekiller? What's this fandom doing exactly?

[logolepsy-babble]

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus: *Points to Sirius* I hate you.

Regulus: *Points to Peter* I hate you.

Regulus: *Points to his James* I definitely hate you.

Regulus: *Points to Remus* You're cool.

Evan: Reg stop it

Barty: Yeah, don’t worry he only meant two of those

[deathnguts]

Speaking my ‘teenage Barty is a virgin loser who doesn’t know how to rebel properly’ truth. Boo me all you want but this is a little boy from a gated community and a father who says his best friend is his son probably, he’s not a plug or a whore he doesn’t know how

[asmo-d3us]

Rest in peace Barty Crouch Jr. you would’ve loved spending money on satanic tattoos and alarming piercings.

[yourgalgremlin]

Barty & Evan’s initials being B & E.

B & E being slang for Breaking & Entering charges.

Coincidence? I think not.

[ecstarry]

@rosekillermicrofic / freckles / 551 words / for @star4daisy i truly hope you like it babe, be gentle this is my first time writing them

“You two will not leave this room until you fill out that list. I am sick and tired of your bickering and fighting.” 

Evan and Barty did not have time to question their professor as she loudly shut the door and left them alone in an office with a paper sitting at the center of the table. They looked at each other and both of them quickly tried to grab it. Evan was faster but Barty loved to play dirty, he launched himself across the table and bit the paper out of Evan’s fingers. 

“Savage!” Evan snapped, yanking his hand back. 

“Prude!” A smirk spread across Barty’s face. 

“Just read the fucking instructions so we can get out of here, Crouch.” Two minutes alone with his classmate had been more than enough for Evan, he was desperate to finish their “bonding” session as quickly as possible.

His train of thought was interrupted by Barty’s laughter as he handed the crumbled piece of paper back. 

“I’m actually excited to see what you come up with.”

Evan’s eyes widened as he read the instructions: name three things you like about the other person. 

“This is stupid,” Evan argued, “You couldn’t even say one-”

“Your freckles,” Barty interrupted. 

Evan felt a blush creep through his neck as the boy in front of him looked at him with something resembling sincerity in his eyes. Just as the redness reached his cheeks he witnessed Barty’s teasing smile growing. 

“You’re fucking with me,” Evan insisted. 

“You are actually nice to look at when you’re not trying to make my life miserable, Rosier,” Barty replied. With the tip of his shoe he pulled Evan’s chair closer to him. “Your turn.”

“Fine. Your ass.” Evan muttered as his heart beat grew louder with the proximity of someone he had felt anger and absolute desperation towards for as long as he could remember. 

“I thought you were a gentleman.” Barty’s excitement only evoked more confusing emotions on Evan. 

“Your turn, Crouch.”

“Fine, you’re kinda smart when you want to be.” Evan once again searched for the signs of sarcasm behind Barty’s dry tone, but there was nothing. For the first time there was no deceiving intention behind the boy’s gaze. Evan’s heart was racing at a concerning speed as his mind tried to make sense of why Barty’s flattery was getting him flustered. 

“What is your endgame here, Barty?”

“I got bored of our little game we’ve been playing.” Barty leaned closer to Evan’s face and grabbed the collar of Evan’s polo shirt with his index finger. “I want to play a new one. Your turn, princess.”

The last words echoed in Evan’s mind. He couldn’t think. He wasn’t thinking. He threw himself towards Barty’s lips and pressed them together. They were soft. Barty Crouch had soft lips. Oh. Evan had kissed girls before, even a boy once, but nothing came close to this. Barty had one hand on Evan’s face and the other hopelessly holding onto Evan’s shirt. Soft moans echoed in the small room as they learned new ways their lips could communicate. He would continue to fight with Barty every day for the rest of the year if it meant he would end up here, under the undivided attention of this boy. 

He liked this new game.

[seekmemystar]

James: you seem like a reasonable person-

Evan: I'm not.