#BartyCrouchJr

[cigarettesandbacchanals]

this one is going to strike a weak heart

[santrrl]

Midnight walks BCJ x R

This was a requested fic !! So thank you so much for the request, my schooling is so stressful currently, and i nearly got murder three times so I apologise for not getting many fics out!! But the summary of this fic is that there's an arranged marriage between reader and BCJ 🥰! I've decided to make it like an old friend, to awkward, to learning to love if that's ok!! and i know next to nothing about marauders so i changed the timeline a lil, where barty sr finds outabout him being a death eater and attempts to set you up to 'knock it out of him' persay, so i apologise!! SIDE RANT. MY FUCKIN WINDOW IS PERFECTLY SHINING THE SUN INTO MY EAR I FEEL LIKE A PIG OVER A SPIT. Anywho- ENJOY!!

Bartimus Crouch Jr was a strange man. Always had a way of winding up people, even before he could talk, as long as senior wasn't around. Growing up with magic, he always found a way to annoy people, whether it be stealing, or pure dark pranks. He used to mean no harm, when you were five, all~ the way up till he turned eleven. The day he turned eleven he was like a different man. Being a year younger, you knew he was getting shipped off to some school, and you shortly after.

All summer you'd written to him, even though he'd never reply. All summer waiting eagerly at your shared meeting place, hoping, excited. However once he had come back, it was clear something was off. Even a ten year old saw it.

"B? What's wrong?" You'd ask him, before he'd just scoff and walk past you. That was the beginning of the end. The boy you'd once played with almost every day, the one you'd steal food with, your first kiss even, gone. Poof. He'd never answer the door to you, never answered you, the boy who was always asleep by eleven sand as you entered your first year, you'd given up. Something must've happened to him in the school, you just didn't know what.

Being sorted into slytherin didn't help your unease, the sinking feeling deep down that he ultimately just didn't like you, even though that's the complete opposite. It's not unknown Barty was smart, and he was smart enough to cut you off before you got messed into the same crowd as he did.

Your first year, you attempted to talk to him, only to be met with a silence, or a glare, or straight up ''Leave me alone, child.'' Child? Is that all he thought of you?

Your second year you noticed him struggling a little, hearing him complain about both his father and his grades, and you didn't know how you resisted the urge to slap him and then run off, it was so tempting.

During your third year, his fourth, was when you noticed he was finally glancing at you, occasionally the other boys he was with, including Sirius black, glancing over, earning you some popularity at least, even though you were already quite known due to also be quite smart.

During your fourth year, you didn't see him at all. Nowhere, nada. Hell, even you resorted to asking Lupin if he knew where he was, and even he didn't know. The unease of not knowing if he was okay was getting to you, and his approaching O.W.L's, but you ultimately decided to cut him from you entirely at this point.

His final year, your second last, you'd notice an immediate change. He was glaring into you. You couldn't decipher it, to anyone else it looked like he wanted to murder you, but you knew better, you knew he was deep in thought.

It was only after a month of glaring, and 'accidental' shoves in the corridor, did the truth come out. It was a news day, with your mothers owl gracefully dropping a short n' snug letter.

'' My dearest, your father has lost his mind. You surely remember the fellow you'd play with? Barty? As you were young? Yes, your father being the insolent intolorable man he is, has signed you up for a marriage with the boy. He claims it was Mr crouches idea, as i'm not sure if you know, but jr has, how do i put this. A special mark. I'm sure you understand, and Sr, as he put it, wants to do his wife happy and try and change him, so my darling i pray your safety and safe home,

Always awaiting your arrival, mum.''

You nearly fainted reading it. You? Barty? Mark? That explains his absence, but damn your father for throwing you under the bus like that. Glancing down the table, you already knew Barty was watching you like a hawk.

Excusing yourself from your friends, you had to go to the bathroom, asap.

Before you knew it, hours had gone by of you just thinking, pondering, about how awkward this whole situation is, how horrible, vile, cute, degr- no! Not cute- no- You'd reassure yourself, before exiting, noting how pitch black it was outside.

''Lumos." You mumble, as you began walking around, not in the mood for sleep yet. As you wandered around, you took note of things you'd never realised. The statues of famous wizards, carvings of cherubs, and Barty standing menacingly in the dark looking like he wanted to beat you black and blue.

"Fuck!-" You screamed, scared and dropping your wand, but before you could pick it up, his hand was on your mouth. "Shut. it." He growled, looking at you. God he smelled the same as ever, hair still looks as soft, eyes still dancing wit-

"Who's fuckin idea was it because I am not happy!" He snapped. "Wehthunuhmuhhuhyuhhuh." You mumbled, his hand still on your mouth, muffling everything. As he looked unimpressed, he took it away, leaving you gasping for breath dramatically. "Your dads. I'm not either." you growled, looking away. "Fucking dick. Always messing my shit up." He growled, emo teenage hormones on full display.

Even then, you couldn't resist. "So you gonna talk to me now or somethin?" You snapped, glaring at him. "You have no idea what i've done for you, so don't even start." He raised his voice. "Oh yeah? Ignoring me after all these years, glaring at me, accidentally hitting me my ass, you sent sirius to make my bag grow legs at one point!" You fumed.

"If i talked to you he would've got you too." He whispered, voice thin but stern. "If he got you i'd kill him myself." He snapped, pacing at this point. "It was either you or the longbottoms, and if i chose you...be fuckin grateful!" He spat.

"Wait, long...is that why alice is missing!?" You gasped backing away. "I didn't mean too, but I did, no going back now. at all. Listen I don't care what you think of me, but I'd rather marry you on my own terms, not under my dads stupid thing.." He rambled, hands flying dramatically everywhere as you picked up your wand finally.

"Once your done, we got a plan to foil dearest husband." You scoffed, waiting for him to follow once he came back from the dead.

"You...me?" You raised a brow. "Ye-no..shut up, and for once help me beat my dad instead of the other way around." He growled, stepping closer, holding out a hand. However instead of taking it, you hugged him.

He was taken aback, but didn't reject it, not in the slightest. If anything he lunged to hold you back. "I'm sorry..I'm...so sorry." He breathed out, after ten minutes. "I should've found a way to-" You for one, didn't give two shits, as you just kissed him, leaving him stunned, before turning on your heel.

PT 2? I HOPE IT WAS GOOD FOR YALLLL

NOT PROOFREAD I WILL GO BACK OVER THIS TBF

[remusbuzzcutt]

ok so now i’ve converted you to bartylily tell me allllll the thoughts you have of them in a modern au (pls let them be 90s american high school rivals)

they’re js so kat and patrick to me 😓 like ESPECIALLY in the scene where kat flashes the teacher to get patrick out of detention like that is MY bartylily.

in my mind lily is a girl that takes mannnnyyy forms and kat stratford variant, angry feminist, sarcasm machine is only one of them. (also one of my favs 🙈) she’s just so lily to me idk how to explain it in depth.

this must be mostly a disappointing answer but i only even BEGAN to consider them yesterday so i may have some more thoughts in the near future. (i felt so sophisticated saying this) adios amigos!!

[arviyya]

Rosekiller brainrot of the day:

If Barty had an ao3 account his username would be bartycrouchjreatsthedove and he would absolutely post links to it on Facebook for his family to see - tagging them and everything. He would also gift each fic to Evan of course - which Evan would absolutely love and hate at the same time.

All of Barty's fics would be the most nefarious dead dove with no plot. Then one random day he would post a 600k dead dove fic with the most intricate plot and poetry known to human kind. It is known. It is canon.

Thanks @prongsofafork for inspiring this brainrot today

[padfootsaphrodite]

I'm so happy this fandom started acknowledging Barty because I'm all over that man.. Seven year old me would have a crisis seeing the fanart and characterization of Barty right now.

[anxietydelivery]

Barty smiled, but the light didn’t reach his eyes. “I finally did it Evan,” He began to roll up his sleeve, walking closer to Evan. There was a crazed look in his eyes, like he wasn’t fully there, “I finally dragged myself down to meet Him, and he gave me this,” Barty had finished rolling up his sleeve, there, fresh and squirming was the Dark Mark. His mark. Voldemort.

“Oh Barty-“ Evan croaked

“Don’t oh Barty me! Everyone else thinks this is wonderful. I’m a Deatheater now Ev. This will be good for us, I can protect us. He won’t hurt us, we’re with him,”

Barty reached for Evan’s arm pulling him semi forcefully toward him, “He’ll protect you too, I promise,” Evan began to shake his head, “We just have to bring you to him, and he’ll give you the mark and then we can be together. We can be safe,” Barty brought one of his hands up to Evan’s face, “Can I kiss you my love?”

Evan stared momentarily into Barty’s eyes and bit his lip before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to Barty’s lips. Barty melts into his touch, in a silent momentary bliss.

Evan pulled away and pushed himself gently out of Barty’s arms. “Can it wait?”

“Can it wait?”

“The mark. Let them give it to me later, for now just let it be you and me,”

Barty released a shaky breath, “Of course,” The wild look softened a bit as he looked at Evan. Barty took a step towards him, and Evan reached out and grabbed one of his hands, “Come on,” Evan began to lead Barty out and away from the common room. Slowly pulling him up the stairs to his dormitory.

“Ev, where are we going?”

“To bed,” Ev glanced back at Barty, who met his eyes and went silent, letting himself be dragged to the bedroom. When Evan reached the dormitory, he knocked softly on the door, and after hearing no response, he opened the door and walked in.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

Someone teach me some Marauders lore

I know the four OG marauders, and Reggie and Lily! But like…

Dorcas? Pandora? EVAN BARTY ALICE FRANK (ok I know Neville’s parents but still) HUHH???

I don’t know shi someone help me out, teach me some lore, how do they appear in canon, what do they have to do with the marauders, teach me some popular HC’s and pairings with them all. I feel like I need to learn it.

WAITING FOR RESPONSES FROM Y’ALL <3

[thessynyx]

Evan: I can’t wait until we’re married!

Barty: loving that enthusiasm but we aren’t even engaged yet?

Evan: THATS WHAT I FORGOT TO DO LAST NIGHT.

[mickf1g]

barty & evan

[rosekiller-addict]

Anyone else forget that the marauders aren't real? Like i don't even mean the fact that pretty much the whole fandom is fanon like i forget they aren't real people

[moonystoast1971]

ROSIER TWINSSSSSS

I TRIED TO DRAW THE ROSIER TWINSSSS I LOVE THEM SM I LOVE THE HC THAT PANDORA AND EVAN ARE SIBLING AND I LOVE THE HC THAT PANDORA IS ENBY<3333

i tried colouring for like the first time-

very difficult but i had a lot of fun

and yes i understand the writing on evans shirt is messy but lets ignore my horrible hand writing 😭

[cigarettesandbacchanals]

barty crouch jr and evan rosier as billy loomis and stu macher…

no other comments

[introverted-giraffe]

[mathildedaisy]

Undying Love (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/213267153-undying-love?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=MathildeDaisyRaman&wp_originator=31CHlBy3jzoYuM0n4idBAYvAFKR6Uh0tiJvc3nS7gzAy3ifo6M2%2Byqr2xepMR%2B1bAbYesbKiQpeSVA8E%2FeHUbGrjRGcoamgJ6DiYWx9Ni9O60ZlcwkrjriIWEe50kx82 

Harry Potter Fanfiction about Barty Crouch Jr

We are in the 1970s. 13-year-old Katarina Rose suddenly moves to England to live with her grandmother and go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A war is brewing and Katarina needs to decide which side she's on. Will she choose the side that her friends and beloved have chosen or will she choose the other side and protect humanity...

[padfootsaphrodite]

Cigarette vs. Bud (weed)

Remus- Both but he prefers nicotine

Sirius- Same as Remus

James- Neither but if he is feeling up to it at a party he will debate over the two, usually landing on "does anyone have edibles? I can't smoke"'

Peter- Let's be real, the guy is a pothead

Lily- You won't catch her dead with a cigarette but that doesn't mean she doesn't sneak them when she is stressed tf out

Mary- Weed. Party, late at night, etc etc but never before a class because she is aware that she giggles over every little thing and is scared to repeat the peeing her pants incident because she laughs so hard

Marlene- Cigarettes. She says she doesn't like the way weed makes her feel floaty (girl me too)

Dorcas- Both but she prefers pot

Sybill- ... That girl does all sorts of LSDs and is lucky that she always has a good trip

Regulus- He doesn't smoke but he will burn you with a cigarette

Barty- My guy goes to class high

Evan- just the same as Lily except you will catch him dead with a cigarette because although he doesn't smoke regularly he will join a smoke sesh at a party or share a cigarette with Barty

Pandora- Bud. Big time. And she likes to bake so she of course makes the edibles James looks for at parties

Emmeline- Catch yourself on

Alice- Smoking is bad but weed is an exception at all times

Frank- Smoked weed once and didn't like it one bit (me. He behaved and felt as badly as I did because I refuse to be alone with the bad weed trip) and has not and will not smoke anything ever

[holeyyweasleyy]