#also does barty sound like a gender neutral name or not?

[katakosmos]

more abt genda flooid barty

i've collected the most disparate thoughts. like. bartylily. we love a good set of tall and cruel women. they met at a sixties themed party: barty was wearing a long black dress and was smoking her long cigarettes, and lily called her a hooker. now they share an apartment 💞💞

he's cough cough obsessed with lingerie. and their eyeliner is always perfect. evan once called him his "good girl" and barty had a... realization.

tattoos and grillz tattoos and grillz tattoos and grillz and–

[bloodroyalsrpg]

CONGRATULATIONS, PRINCE!

You have been accepted for the role of BARTEMIUS CROUCH JR. This app did a great job of fleshing Barty out beyond the stoic exterior that he presents to the world. We loved his faux- ascetic, his need for validation, his ambition, and his quiet undermining of the Ministry to further his own agenda. On the whole, we look forward to seeing him in action! Please look at the CHECKLIST for next steps. Welcome to Blood Royals!

♕ I: OUT OF CHARACTER ♕NAME / ALIAS: Prince ♕ II: CHARACTER INFORMATION ♕

FULL NAME: Bartemius “Barty” Crouch Junior

FACECLAIM: Dane DeHaan

DATE OF BIRTH: January 10th, 1955 Barty is a Capricorn, known for being determined, although somewhat single-minded. He sets goals and he pursues them, almost with obsession, until something is achieved. He keeps distant from the outside world, and his true voice is one heard very rarely.

HOGWARTS HOUSE & YEAR: Slytherin 1966 to 1972

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis-male, he/him/his

SEXUALITY / SHIPS / ANTI-SHIPS: Barty/chemistry, nothing in particular. Barty himself is asexual and sex neutral, honestly not too interested in physical relationships with others.

OCCUPATION: Barty has a desk job at the Wizengamot Administration Services. He’s not much more than a paper pusher, but when you sort paperwork to one of the highest wizarding courts in the country, it’s quite easy to pass on information about certain inside operations.

ALLIANCE: Death Eater. It was only a few days after his Hogwarts graduation that Barty was brought before the Dark Lord himself. It was a mere weeks before he proved himself worthy enough to be Marked; his heart swelled with righteous pride, the dirty looks of those waiting years to be chosen only fueling his fervor. A viciously driven young boy with a desperate need to be recognized for his talents, he made an exemplary soldier.

POLITICAL VIEWS: Barty believes in blood purity whole-heartedly, but comes across as very distant to the issue. Of course, those in service to the Dark Lord see his true colors. Muggles, Muggleborns, and the like are a stain on this Earth and must be gotten rid of. Half-bloods, more like half-breeds; they might as well be, seeing their parentage. All those thoughts stay just that though. Thoughts. Bartemius Crouch Sr. must be an unbiased man who upholds the laws equally for all, and if his son is to become the next Head of the DMLE, well he must be much the same. A good word for the presses, a gala in support of the less fortunate in the Wizarding community. It make’s Barty’s skin crawl, but doesn’t he look like such a caring young man?

KNOWN FACTS:

Truth: Barty Crouch Jr. hasn’t lost a game of Wizarding Chess in 10 years. He picked up the sport and ran with it. He does actually enjoy playing, and while some do put up a good challenge, it’s not as much fun anymore when he’s the only winner.

Exaggeration: Barty has a truly photographic memory.  Barty is quite book smart,and retains most all of the information he takes in, but in truth he remembers a lot because he writes everything down. He has an extensive collection of old school papers and personal journals that he keeps and occasionally looks back on, which speak to his apparent ‘impeccable’ memory.

Rumor: Barty Crouch Jr is not only going after Head of the DMLE but the prestigious position of Minister itself! Could he even come toe to toe in a race against his own father?

BOGGART: His parent’s rejection This is all a bit too real to him. His father doesn’t pay him any mind, not that he ever has. Over the years he’s found he can tell the difference between his father’s signature and when his secretary forges it on a holiday letter. But in his mother’s eyes, Barty Crouch Jr can do no wrong. Barty is a little angel to his mother, and nothing he does could be bad.

He’s already lost his father. He still holds onto to the few shreds of hope he has left one day his father will recognize him for his worth. But what looms over darker is rejection. He’s careful, so painstakingly careful about hiding his true nature. Bit if his father found out, the Head of the DMLE no less? There would be nothing left between them. No doubt, his mother would save face and follow suit. Nothing is more horrifying than losing his parents. He’s already desperate for what little attention they give him. Being cut off completely is a death sentence.

AMORTENTIA: His mother’s perfume: there’s absolutely no denying, Barty’s always been a mama’s boy. She’s the best he’s got, and will ever get. Old book smell: hours spent in the comfort of an old leather chair, or in a quiet nook of the library, reading a book so worn it’s spine is unreadable. Petrichor: the smell after in rains, wet grass and earth. It’s calming, for what it’s worth, though maybe not the most pleasant of all smells.

PERSONALITY TRAITS: At least four detailed personality traits

intelligent: Barty’s success is a mixture of natural talent and hard work. Curious in nature, Barty took to school like a fish to water. His life has been a mix of private tutors and long nights spent in library nooks, pouring over the pages of scholarly texts. He’s practically a savant at everything he does, and Barty very well knows it.

driven: Always reaching for the next milestone and pushing himself to the top. Perhaps what drives Barty is his own insecurity. His desperate desire for attention, for the recognition his father never gave him. Regardless, Barty pushes to go above and beyond at just about everything he does. He’ll be damned if he isn’t remembered for something extraordinary.

self-centered: At one point, maybe Barty cared more about others. But his world has slowly began to center in on himself. It’s a dog eat dog world out there, and there’s no use in living simply to please others. He has to do something for himself or he’ll run himself into the ground trying to please those who will never be satisfied. The word selfish sounds harsh. He’s only looking out for himself, after all.

unsympathetic: Barty isn’t completely uncaring. He has emotions, of course. But he doesn’t like pity. It feels weak. If you find your way into a mess, you better damn well know how to find your way back out. There’s little time for babying or coddling when the world is at war, when your very being is at stake. Sometimes the weak get left behind, and that is just for the best.

SPECIAL SKILLS: Barty loves a good logic puzzle, or a puzzle box that has yet to be cracked open. He has books upon books of different puzzles he’s scribbled in and poured over throughout the years. There’s also a number of 3D puzzle boxes in his possession, mostly opened. He’s even gone as far to try to make his own, boxes and bags with secret compartments and hidden locks. It’s an enjoyable hobby to him, if nothing else.

BIOGRAPHY:

Ever since his birth, Bartemius Crouch Junior’s mother claimed he would be special. She took one look at her darling son and felt in her heart he would be great. Barty has yet to prove his mother wrong, of course. A private tutor by the age of five, learning spell names and magical theory before he was even given his Hogwarts letter; Barty was everything his mother hoped for and more. Through the years though, those praises began to fall on deaf ears. He loved his mother, he really did, but Barty knew he could cast a simple Lumos and be praised for his talent. As time passed Barty sought the praise he really wanted. That of his father’s.

Bartemius Crouch Senior was by no means cruel. He never hit Barty, never scolded him, or dealt out harsh words for simple misgivings. He wasn’t ever around to do so in the first place. Of course, Barty knew what an important job Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement entailed. The world was in turmoil and nearly as much of the blame was dumped onto his father’s shoulders as it was the Minister’s. Still, there was an ache in his heart when his father would come home late at night and not so much as glance at him. Even holidays his attendance was sparse, there to watch Barty open a few hastily picked presents, then rush back to the office for more meetings and briefings. Barty grew to resent his father for this. So caught up in work, unable to give his son the slightest recognition.

The world felt empty for a while. What good was he, a talent gone to waste? Such brilliance unrecognized. Until that fateful day. Recruited by Rodolphus Lestrange; this man could see what amazing things Barty could do, and could introduce him to someone who would make Barty the envy of everyone–including his father. So easily tempted, Barty followed along and was brought before the Dark Lord himself. Here he found the recognition he so desperately sought.

Someone who could see what lay just beneath the surface, what stunning things Barty could achieve. He threw himself into the cause whole-heartedly, and became a Marked Death Eater in a matter of weeks. Now he leads a double life; the quiet well-learned son of a high ranking Ministry official, and the brutal calculating servant of the Dark Lord. Suddenly life became worth living again. All like a game, with challenges and rewards unlike any other. Barty was sure, he would succeed; he’s never failed before after all.

CONNECTIONS:

Royalle Shacklebolt: She’s a kindness in his life unlike many. She defended Barty was he felt practically left for dead, unable to take his N.E.W.T. exams. Royalle came to his aid, and Barty has never been more grateful for someone in his life. Caring and rather intelligent, Barty hopes no harm ever comes to Royalle. Which is why he has to be careful with her. He wishes he didn’t have to walk on eggshells around her, but what would she say if she ever knew? He fears to think what sort of mayhem she may bring into his life should she find out about his secret life; he doesn’t like to the think about the tragedy that may befall her family should she become too outspoken against the Dark Lord or his followers.

Lazarus Burke: There’s an odd air about Lazarus, something that Barty has never quiet placed. Perhaps it’s the man’s odd interest in cursed and archaic objects, of which seems to be his most defining personality trait. They’re more than acquaintances, but less than best friends; Lazarus can at least hold a conversation Barty finds stimulating. At the very least, Barty thinks well enough of Burke to send forewarning to shop raids or inquiries that could put his family’s business in trouble. There’s no harm in helping a friend, is there?

♕ III: FREESTYLE ♕

Headcanons: ONE; Barty has been teaching himself Occlumency for the past year, and has gotten quite good at it. It’s skill he recognizes as invaluable, because if trained well enough, can stop someone from answering to Veritaserum. TWO; Though he’s a very outwardly stoic person, Barty’s emotions run on a constant high. As a young boy he’d often break down into tears at the slightest wrong doings, or not being correct in something. Over the years he’s learned to tame his emotions, but just barely. Occasionally they come bubbling up to the surface, and coupled with his extremely gifted magic, make him a dangerous firestorm. THREE; Over the years Barty has developed a terrible soft spot for his family’s house elf, Winky. She’s entirely loyal to the family and goes above and beyond what’s asked of her. She’s a bit pushy and overbearing, but he can recognize how much she does care. FOUR; Barty Crouch Junior has autism. It’s not something his family’s ever thought about, nor has he. He’s been quite successful his whole life, due to his stellar memory and natural intelligence. What some would call faults are minor and often go unnoticed. Barty wears sweaters just a bit too large that cover his hands, avoids certain fabrics or noises that pose too much of a distraction to him. He was about twelve before he started to maintain normal eye contact, though he was simply thought to be shy growing up. On occasion Barty’s answers are terse and quick, as the energy spent on conversation feels too draining. FIVE; Barty really loves big dogs, though he’s never had one. His mother is allergic to fur, so there have never been animals in the house aside from owls. He hopes to get one soon, mostly because he’d just enjoy a dog, perhaps partially to spite his parents for not letting him have one despite the logical reasoning behind it.