#Rosekiller are crazy

[elleeeine]

I was about to read the new chapter of a Jegulus fanfic I’ve been reading since June (I think), and out of NOWHERE I notice that there is a MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH TAG (that thing was NOT there when I started reading that fic) and the happy ending tag was nowhere to be found. (I’m pretty sure that tag was not there and the other was because i try to make sure whatever I’m reading does not have a MCD tag and has a happy ending, sometimes fics affect me in a way they should not)

What do you mean MCD????? It was supposed to be happy???????? That thing was not there at the start?????? Did you lie to me?????? I do not read MCD😭😭😭😭

The moment I saw that I took a step back, closed the ao3 tab and went to Pinterest😭😭😭

This is disappointing because I was really excited about that fic and now I’m going to wait until it’s finished so I can go to the last chapter and see if it is worth it for me to finish it or just let it die.

And when I say if it’s “worth it” it means that none of the characters I love die😭😭😭

THIS IS DEVASTATING 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

(No hate to anyone, I’m just being a dramatic asshole💕)

[managone16]

Evan and Barty while fucking: Evan: That's it Barty- Barty, grinning: Did you know Barty: That the dopamine released in us is the same when we have an orgasm to when we solve a math problem? Evan, pausing: Evan: B, What the fuck-

[curiouslymyown]

Touch starved Barty finally finding the comfort he needed in Evans arms

[versatancore]

when i say rosekiller is a toxic relationship, i NEVER mean that they're toxic to each other. they're toxic to people around them. recognise the difference.

[dyl-z]

134 | 135 | 136

Remus goes crazy for Sirius thank you and goodnight

[winnienora14]

What if Barty turned crazy because when Evan died he’d imagine him everywhere and even talk to him as a way of grieving so people started treating him like he was crazy for so long that he actually became crazy

I’m not okay about them.

[bailsgry]

You know you’re deep in the fandom when you see someone and think they have regulus black kind of pretty hair

[thorn-rosed]

barty (insane, paranoid and violent) in the mental hospital x evan who is his doctor.

barty doesn't think that evan is real at first, thinks he's just another illusion of his fucked up brain, and the more they get to know each other, the less barty wants evan to be a fantasy. evan is the first one to make barty feel safe and at peace since he got taken in.

[person25]

Barty you will always be a ravenclaw with pathetic daddy issues to me🫶

[idkjustlemmedrownlikerab]

We always talk about how jegulus is like the sun and star, how wolfstar is like the moon and star but what about rosekiller

Rosekiller is like lightening and thunder

Barty (Lightening) is showy, bright, illuminating, always visible and dramatic, lights up the earth, always looking for a fight and not subtle at all

Whereas Evan (Thunder) is subtle but also very scary, is not always visible, shakes the earth, is the most peaceful until he's not, a subtle but ever present threat. Definitely the more threatening amongst the two

While most ships have complimenting but at the same time quite contrasting symbols, rosekiller has pretty similar ones (in my opinion) BCOZ AT THE END OF THE DAY THEY R JUST TWO PSYCHO BSFs IN LOVE WHO MATCH EACH OTHER'S FREAK

I rest my case your honour.

[cherrybombb8]

While I do love the (main) characterisation of Barty Crouch Jr in this fandom (he livens things up for sure) I had a different way of thinking of him.

First of all, I always thought he'd be a ravenclaw (some fics do have ravenclaw Barty which I loveee) that boy got 12 owls, he was a proper nerd.

In most fics (that I have read at least) Barty is a bit of a 'crazy guy' who is doing everything he can to piss off his dad. While I think this is accurate, I think this happened a lot later - not during his Hogwarts years.

The way I picture Barty is a golden boy - perfect grades, prefect, never gets in trouble, friendly, his teachers like him. However, even though he does all of this, he's still not good enough for his father. I think Barty would spend most of his teenage years trying to live up to his dad's expectations - its only when he leaves school and goes into the world that he realises he doesn't need to do this.

I think that that is when Barty would of flipped out. I mean, at the trial, Crouch Senior is in shock - he never expected this of his own son. Sirius even says in gof "he might have been in the wrong place at the wrong time" - if Barty had been a rebellious nutcase at school, Sirius would probably not have had such doubts of Barty's guilt.

I like the storyline of Barty being a quiet, studious ravenclaw at school - following in his father's footsteps - and only when leaving school does he realise that his father doesn't see him, will never truly see him, so Barty falls in with the death eaters. To quietly, but surely, do the absolute worst betrayal he could think of - become the very thing Crouch Senior is fighting against.

Just. Thoughts?? I think this would make his character very interesting, but I've never really seen him portrayed that way. (Any fic recs??) I mean, even in atyd he's a total dick who's attacking muggleborns. I really think Barty would be a star student who turns sour when it's least expected.

[managone16]

Slytherin Skittles playing Garctic phone: Barty: Regulus!! How the fuck did you not get that picture? Regulus: What the fuck even is that?! It's tiny and yellow! Barty: TINY?! IT'S MY DICK, REGULUS. Evan: That yellow thing looks like Spongebob's dick. Barty, offended: Spongebob-?! Fuck you. Dorcas: Can we stop talking about dicks? Dorcas: Let's talk about some delicious cun- Regulus and Evan: No.

[karistiltskin]

barty and evan are THE partners in crime

“see that’s my down bitch, see that’s my soldier” yeah, that’s them.

[saralilstaremoji]

im sorry but nobody matches each other freak like evan rosier and barty crouch jr!

im going to say it again for the people in the back, NOBODY is EVER going to match each others FREAK like ROSEKILLER

thanks for coming to my ted talk😌

[morsmortish]

thinking about (movie) canon evan rosier, and how all we know about him is his death. how, even in canon, this impacts barty (in)directly. how maybe, if he hadn’t been caught, if he hadn’t died, his name might have been worth something when karkaroff offered it up. how maybe that would have been enough for the wizengamot. how maybe karkaroff might not have had to reveal barty’s identity. how maybe barty could have been protected. how, even in canon, evan is not enough to save barty.

[bri-cheeses]

Fiercely and obsessively (wrapped around your finger) — Part 10

| Rosekiller Soulmate AU | Previous part is here | Word Count: 1,210 |

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At first, Barty didn’t understand what he was seeing. Surely he would’ve noticed it before now if Evan had met his soulmate? He’d had plenty of opportunities to see Evan’s mark since his birthday, so how did he miss this?

“Oh,” Barty said, but it came out all strangled and high pitched. Because he’d just realized the true extent of what this situation meant—if Evan’s soulmate mark was no longer black, that meant that he had a soulmate.

Evan had a soulmate.

Barty was hit with such a strong wave a jealously that it left him somewhat breathless, but he still managed to choke out the words, “Who is it?”

Was that why Evan had been acting so strange around him? Because he didn’t want to be as close to Barty now that he had someone else?

Evan’s voice tore Barty’s attention away from his arm and to his face, where he was looking at him strangely.

“You don’t know?” Evan asked. He sounded confused.

“I—should I?” And then, a horrible thought struck him. “It’s not Reg, is it?”

Evan’s laughter caught him off guard.

“What?” Barty asked frantically as Evan doubled over and wheezed uncontrollably. Surely that hadn’t been that outlandish of a question, had it?

“You thought it was Regulus?” Evan gasped with tears in his eyes.

“Well, I don’t know! All I know is that one second you’re crying into my shoulder and the next you apparently have a soulmate and I don’t know what’s going on!”

“Barty,” Evan said, finally calming himself down. “Look at your arm.”

Why Evan wanted him to look at his arm was lost on him, but after several seconds of confused silence, he did as he was told.

“No, Barty, not that one,” Evan said a bit impatiently. Barty sighed in defeat, then looked over to his left arm.

And froze.

Because there on his upper arm, exposed for all the world to see, was his soulmate mark, alive and bright with swirling colors.

Colors that matched Evan’s.

A series of images flashed into his mind. His fist in Evan’s shirt. Evan’s hands, shoving him backwards. The way they had fallen, Evan’s hands reaching out to catch his fall, and the inside of his arm grazing Barty’s bare bicep as they went down.

Oh, he thought.

And slowly, ever so slowly, he looked back up at Evan.

Evan, his best friend of six years. Evan, who he had loved fiercely and obsessively as long as he had known him. Who he had always felt differently about than all of his other friends, who he never wanted to be separated from, who he was in constant contact with because he simply couldn’t help himself. Who he had always gravitated towards, no matter the circumstances or company.

Evan, who was looking at him nervously and waiting for his reaction.

Barty took a step forward so that he was standing in Evan’s personal space. Evan winced slightly, but he didn’t move back. Not even when Barty reached a reverent hand up to cup his cheek and hold his gaze steady on his, eyelashes fluttering just slightly as he stared at Barty with parted lips.

“I am going to ask you about so many different things later,” Barty said, “but right now, I think I might actually die if I don’t kiss you somewhere in the next three seconds.”

Evan breathed out a soft “Oh”, but that was as far as he got before Barty’s crashed his lips into his, effectively cutting him off.

Evan hands came up to rest on Barty’s waist, pulling him in eagerly, and all Barty could think was “Yes, this is right.” How he had missed that before, he had no idea, but here with Evan’s lips moving against his, Barty could think of no place he’d rather be.

Evan pulled away first, gasping for air. Barty would’ve been worried except for the fact that his eyes were bright as he looked at Barty and nowhere else, seemingly drinking in every last detail of this moment.

“You,” said Evan, still breathing heavily, “have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

Barty grinned.

“Then show me,” he said, and Evan did just that.

Hours later, after many kisses and long conversations, Barty was starting to feel like everything in the world was suddenly making sense.

Apparently, Evan had been in love with him for years, ever since the first year of school when Barty had helped him out with a difficult spell in Charms.

“At first,” Evan had said, “I had just written it off as a harmless crush. But you’ve got a real way of wrapping people around your finger, you know that?”

“Not people,” Barty had responded. “Just you.”

That had earned him another kiss.

And then Evan had explained why he’d been acting so oddly for the past few weeks, saying that he had been hoping for years that Barty was his soulmate, and the stress of soon knowing whether or not that would turn out to be true had eaten away at him. And once he had finally gotten his soulmate mark, he had avoided touching Barty because he hadn’t wanted to touch him and not have their marks light up, proclaiming them as nothing more than friends.

”Good thing the universe was smart enough to overcome all the obstacles you threw in its way,” Barty had laughed.

That had earned him a shove.

On Barty’s end, there was a lot of confusion. When he had fallen in love with Evan, he didn’t know, because now that he noticed it, it felt like something that had always been there, lurking just below the surface. And why he hadn’t noticed it until now, he couldn’t say either—just that he hadn’t.

But it had been apparent in almost everything he did, from the way he acted around Evan to the way he became jealous whenever anyone else showed interest in him. It had always been there, he just hadn’t been aware.

“Good thing the universe was smart enough to overcome all your stupidity,” Evan had parroted.

Which earned him a shove as well, followed by another kiss.

Overall, it was a much overdue conversation, and when they emerged form the woods to go find their friends, they couldn’t stop the happy and satisfied smiles they wore as they walked close together.

Dorcas had noticed first.

“Thank Salazar,” she had breathed, looking back and forth between Evan and Barty. From Regulus, Barty could’ve sworn he heard an exasperated, “Finally”, and really, had they all been waiting for this moment?

His confusion must’ve shown on his face, because Pandora had laughed and said, “Yes, we all knew, and we were all tired of it. Which is why we staged a slight intervention.”

“Intervention?” Evan asked, and then seemed to realize something. He looked around in betrayal. “You purposefully left us alone together, didn’t you?”

Dorcas nodded gleefully.

“That we did, and don’t even pretend that you’re not grateful for it.”

And really, how could Barty argue with that, when thanks to their meddling he had found his soulmate?

And judging from the way Evan blushed and leaned in to peck Barty on the cheek, he felt the exact same way.

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(The End!)