#barty x sirius

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i say jegulus-wolfstar to moonwater-prongsfoot, and now i raise you bartylus-wolfstar to moonwater-bitchkiller

[del-stars]

thinking about post-prank bitchkiller again ugh. thinking about how barty would see it before sirius does: that this is just a phase for him, something he's going through - that once sirius' friends accept him back, he isn't going to talk to barty anymore, he isn't going to want to fuck in empty classrooms where they could get caught anymore, he isn't going to want to fly drunk on his broom or experiment with potions to see how fucked up they can get anymore. sirius' increasingly violent self-destructiveness is the product of a temporary circumstance, nothing more. but this is barty's life, this is the way he's always been, and he has been tricked into thinking he found someone who understood it. that is humiliating. he can see this even when sirius can't, and so he begins to resent sirius, all while clinging more and more desperately onto him because he knows it's fleeting. it's going to end - sirius is going to go back to a more normal and much healthier version of himself, and barty is going to be stuck like this, forever. the only thing he can do is try to yank sirius so far down that he doesn't remember how to climb back up.

[c4mrynp]

I've come to the conclusion that no matter what ship (as long as its gay) Sirius likes his men tall.

[aidens-ocean-galaxy]

Marauders incorrect quotes

Barty: you know, I blame james for all this

Barty: and sirius too. I blame him

Sirius: what did I do?

Barty: I’m sure you did something

[webbluvrsugar]

Getting tricked by Barty Crouch Jr.

Barty didn’t want to do this to you, the sweet, hufflepuff girl that stayed late hours in the library, studying and reading whatever book you could find, the girl that sometimes skips lunch to help Hagrid and his multiple variations of animals. Really, he didn’t, but he had to, Voldemort was asking for information that his father in the ministry wouldn’t provide to him, and you were the perfect opportunity, your parents also worked for the ministry, surely they knew things he could use, surely it wouldn’t be so hard to exploit them out of you by pressing the right buttons.

So he did exactly that, followed you around the castle and helped you out with your books, listened to whatever you wanted to talk about to form some kind of connection with you and it worked out smoothly, it didn’t take long to make you swoon, a few hair twirls and cheek rubs and you went from complete strangers to kissing on each other’s dorms after curfew, to having you on his bed, to him taking your virginity and making it good for you. He hadn’t meant to go this far, but now with your naked body over his as he caresses your hair, his other hand carrying his cigarette in two fingers, he’s pensive about everything he’s done, because sure, he’s already got what he wanted from you, Voldemort has what he wants but he just can’t let you go.

“Really, that’s what they said?” He mumbles, as if he’s paying attention to anything you’re saying.

“Mhm.. they’re asses.” You whisper back, head slightly buried on his chest as he keeps the same mind-numbing motion on your hair. You stay silent for a while, he can tell you’re thinking to, one eyebrow raising, encouraging you to speak. “So,” you look up to him, a soft, blissful sigh escaping you. “Are we… dating now?”

Right, that question, the one he’s been trying to avoid the last few weeks, he’s even surprised you’ve only asked now, but it’s fitting, he just took your virginity, made you attached to him forever, made himself a permanent memory in your head, he doesn’t blame you for asking, he just doesn’t know what to ask.

“Hm..” he hums, eyes going up to the ceiling, it’s not that he doesn’t like you, it’s just that he never considered a relationship, you don’t know he’s a death eater and he’s not the type of guy you could present to your parents, but he likes the way you speak, the way you act and feel, it brings moments of peace to his restless mind.

“Yes, we are.” He looks back down at you, a small smile peering at his lips as he sees the way you light up, as if he just made your whole world in that exact same moment and he’s almost proud of himself, he doesn’t know how long this will last, but he’ll make sure to keep you happy and clueless while it does. “Feels right, doesn’t it?” He smirks.

“Yes… it does.” You chuckle, looking back down to his chest.

“Good.” He nods, one hand going down to deliver a smack to your ass. “Wouldn’t lose a body like that.”

“Hey!” You try to correct him, he only huffs out a low laugh.

“What? I’m only telling the truth.” His thumb goes down to caress your cheek, taking a long draw of the cigarette before blowing the smoke in the air, the faint scent of tobacco lingering.

He’s never seen himself this soft.

At the end of the day, he doesn’t know who’s tricking who.

[le-suspect]

barty is thrown into the cell next to sirius'. they both hate this and appreciate the irony of finding themselves ending up in the same place as the person they despised for years. they spend the first week arguing and insulting and screaming at each other.

and then one particular bad night barty wakes up from a nightmare and found sirius talking to the regulus star. next things you know they're sharing stories about regulus, sirius from when they were children, and barty from when they were teenage boys at hogwarts.

they end up bonding over the person they both love and their grief. they both appreciate the irony in their only source of comfort being the person they despised for years.

[tiredofthehumanlife]

I NEED someone to write barty with a split tongue

for kinktober for fun for fluff with regulus with Evan with reader with Treasure with Lily with Remus with James with Sirius With Bella

I don’t care but I need it right now or I’ll die

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

barty crouch jr you nasty bitch you wanted to fuck both black brothers at the same time whore !!!!!!!!!!!!

[lady-stardust-sirius]

Loving my jewellery I may or may not have stolen barty’s shirt

[ramblingsfromthytruly]

hear me out:

if it's barty x evan or barty x regulus then barty's in ravenclaw (canon)

if it's barty x sirius then barty's in slytherin

[trohpi]

the loml killerqueen

[just-marauders-fics-i-think]

Barty x Sirius

(enemies - pining + spin the bottle)

Sirius Black and Barty Crouch despised each other. They really did.

Whenever they saw each other, their hairs rose on their arms.

Whenever they heard the other’s voice, their head shot up.

Whenever they were near each other, they just knew.

They would argue, and fight, and insult each other, and talk shit about each other. They truly hated each other.

So when Sirius caught a glimpse of Barty laughing with Regulus, an arm around the smaller boy’s shoulders, eyes glistening with mischief, it was only normal that he saw red.

Regulus was his brother. And Barty was his sworn enemy. Everyone knew that.

It was only normal that the thought of them being together kept him up at night

It was only normal that his fists clenched at the thought of Barty’s lips on his brother’s. On another’s.

It was only normal that he kept wondering about what else those rough and scarred hands could do, other than punch.

He wanted to destroy Barty, in a very unhealthy way.

Sirius hated that mouth, so pretty, so ugly, so ready to say the most offensive things known to man. He hated those tattoos, which covered Barty’s body (did they? He’d never seen all of them…). He hated those rings on his fingers, which made him think things which he wished he hadn’t ever considered. He hated Barty. He really did.

They were rivals. Enemies.

So when, at a party, playing the classical game of spin the bottle, his stopped on a boy with dyed green hair, chestnut eyes, covered in tattoos, he felt his insides twist.

Barty.

it had landed on Barty.

“Get over here, Crouch.” He said, doing his best to keep his nervousness out of his voice. He was Sirius Black. Sirius Black wasn’t nervous. Sirius Black was bold, mischievous, unruly and a rebel. And definitely not nervous about a simple kiss.

“Nah. Come in- whoops, to me. Come to me, Black.”

Fuck. His cheeks were heating up. Why was Barty teasing him like that? Was it because he was drunk? But Sirius hadn’t seen him touch a bottle all night. Not that he’d been watching.

“Alright.” He got up, and walked over to Barty, who was sitting on a chair, legs spread, an eternal smirk on his face.

Slowly, taking all the time in the world, Sirius sat down on Barty’s laps, straddling him, reveling in the boy’s flush.

This close, he could nearly count Barty’s lashes. They were long. Very long. He had the smallest of birthmarks right above his left eye, and it was all Sirius could do to not lick it. Barty’s breath was hitched, and Merlin it was satisfying to know that he had that kind of effect on Barty Crouch Junior.

“Fuck you.” He murmured in the boy’s ear, before kissing him.

It was all biting, and fighting, but it was also right, and oddly harmonious, as they seemed to perfectly match each other.

“Yes please.” Barty answered.

Fuck. He needed him. Carnally. In ways concerning to both of their physical and mental well-beings.

“Mind taking this somewhere else?”

Barty smiled, nodded, and they got up.

“We’ll be back. Or not. Probably not.”

Sirius Black and Barty Crouch despised each other. And they loved each other, in an eternal cycle of desire and hatred.

[del-stars]

the chaotic and horrifying impact of barty and sirius sharing a closet

[kawaiibarty]

uhh the dartagan thingy🙏🙏🙏

rosekiller or bartylus, or just any barty ship

bartylus headcanons:

started off as a fwb thing. regulus wanted to explore his sexual identity with someone he trusted and barty... barty is a horndog okay?

i really like the idea of one sided bartylus but i can never decide on whose part the infatuation is.

if it were regulus he would love in silence. he wouldn't say anything because he'd want to protect their friendship and the situation would end as quietly as it started. he didn't want to lose someone he loved so dearly for something as mediocre and fleeting as an emotion. he could end up dying alone but if barty was happy than so was he. regulus would die for barty

if it were barty he would love with rage and passion. he'd do anything for regulus to notice him, and maybe regulus did but it seemed he'd never acknowledged it. he loved potter more anyway, right? he'd make sure he was the one who would be there for regulus and he didn't care how much it affected any of regulus's other relationships, he needed regulus to know that he was the only one who could love him the way that he did. regulus could try and distance himself all that he wanted but barty would always find a way to see him just one last time. barty would kill for regulus

rosekiller headcanons:

bonded over their desire to murder their parents. while regulus was an apologist and tried not to badmouth his parents (this was when he was still too young to recognise the abuse for what it was) barty and evan found comfort in the knowledge that they weren't the only children in the world who had a shitty life.

barty learned resilience from evan and evan learned patience from barty

i believe your best traits are ones shared in bonding with people who help you love yourself, and they helped each other realise that loving yourself, and other people, is possible (even if its in their own fucked up, non-conservative way)

their romance was gradual and took years for them to come to terms with. the problem with being born into conservative families is that you find it difficult to realise the feelings that you have are not evil.

barty was the first person (that wasn't pandora) to tell evan that he was proud of him for his achievements

evan was the first person to tell barty that he was loved since his mother had passed.

they fought for each other.

bartylily:

an unassuming relationship borne out of boredom and shared knowledge of medieval diseases.

they dated briefly, less than 3 months but they were the It Couple.

lily showed off her hot boyfriend at every chance that she got just to rub it in james's face that she COULD and WOULD date WHOEVER she wanted WHENEVER she wanted. barty was just basking in the attention and reveling in the hot and angry stares from sirius and james. especially james. because james is hot. no. he's not. he's a stinky gryffindor (lily is the only non-stinky gryffindor)

they were fifteen and incredibly stupid

do i hear pregnancy scare?????

no real romance. just for shits and giggles

pulled the most insane pranks and the marauders got jealous real quickly.

broke up via fake argument through howlers sent over the span of 2 weeks because they were bored.

remained good friends, surprising everyone.

deathstar/bitchkiller whatever you wanna call it:

midnight hookup after a gryffindor party where everyone got sloshed out of their minds. really not much to say here but the gossip

oh the

TEA

for weeks after that. they definitely fake dated for at least a week or three 👀 for the gossip okay??? those two love being in the limelight.

sexy estranged washout x sexy estranged washout ???? the TEA

sunkiller:

some more hookups????

my sideysenses are tingling and they're telling me they hatefucked at least seven times

they could never last in a relationship, let's be so fr. they're too alike

they're too different

they're too sexy for each other

oh and they both like regulus

they hatefucked because they both liked regulus

other than that, chill vibes ig. they did zaza together maybe twice. they apologised profusely then.

that's about it. like and subscribe for me i mean more.

[aidens-ocean-galaxy]

What in the BitchKiller?

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

drug dealer!barty and druggie!sirius who is behind on his payment