#evan01

[serraborgin]

status: for @rsrevan, @miraxselwyn location: borgin manor

Serra was in an excellent mood tonight, tipsy on attention and gifts, as well as several glasses of champagne. It was her birthday and she'd been showered with presents left and right. Her parents were being particularly generous this year, which while she noticed she didn't comment on. Perhaps they wanted to make sure she didn't have any wayward plans of following into her idiotic cousin's footsteps. As if. A cautionary tale more so than a role model she'd always been to Serra. Floating around in her pink dress she smiled when she spotted a familiar face. "Welcome. Have you had the champagne yet? It is quite delicious."

[emmaflint]

status: for @rsrevan

"Surprise. Your favorite cousin's here to see you. And don't even try to pretend it's not me, you know I'm much better company than my brother." Emma teased as she sat down opposite to Evan. "I didn't see you at the ministry gala, were you there or did you make up some excuse to get out of attending?"

[notjeffthompson]

Evan was one of the people that was harder to win over, like his guard was up consistently, which made it difficult to get to know him. Still, Jeff didn't deter, knowing he needed to make an effort with all of them. "I have a target in mind. I've been working on it for a few weeks now. Alecto Carrow pointed me into the direction of Aurora Sinistra, she's rumored to be connected to the Order. I've been gaining her trust, i feel like she will tell me something soon."

The other wizard wasn't one from the sacred pureblood families he was taught to respect, but he did stand on the Dark Lord's ranks, which was why Evan didn't pursue further discussion on the matter, it wasn't worth it. "Interesting. May I hear your thoughts on how we could do just that? Have you got any target on mind? A witch or wizard you've already noticed as a weak link they might have?"

[augustusxxrookwood]

Where: Blenheim Palace, Selwyn Wedding With: @rsrevan

Augustus could always appreciate a good party with friends, and no surprise that the Selwyn wedding was top tier. Agatha had pulled out all the stops for her own wedding, not that anyone had expected anything less. The reception was in full swing, everyone enjoying themselves. He broke away from a conversation, slipping over to the bar to grab himself a scotch. Spotting a familiar face, he ordered another before making his way over to Evan, offering a glass to him. "Evelyn Zabini?" There was an amused smirk on his lips as he took a drink from his own glass. "At least your evening won't be boring." He chuckled, clapping his friend on the back. "How are you Evan?"

[adbellatrixs]

Evan;

Where: Outskirts near Malfoy Manor When: The Aftermath of Harry Potter’s death, April 15th

The murder of an innocent child... Bellatrix knew it should unsettle her, make her question the cause but no such thoughts crossed her mind. It was something that simply needed to be done. Besides, maybe they were doing Harry Potter a favor. He wouldn’t have to grow up during a war, would never live to see his family die or betray him. His end was gruesome, theatrically over the top yes, but once it was done, it was done. No more pain. No more anything... the quiet sounds of the forest were disturbed as Bellatrix apparated. Naturally, she hadn’t been far when Pettigrew delivered what was left of the boy. Their spy had done well but could this have crossed a line for him? Such brutality would definitely leave its mark on Peter, clouding his mind... potentially enough to turn on them. Uncertainty once again flowed through her veins.

Another woosh pulled her attention, a familiar figure appearing in the darkness. Her counterpart, her cousin- at least she could trust Evan Rosier. “It won’t be long now before they retaliate...” She nodded, eyes surveying the area around them. Not too far up she saw the lights of a nearby village, flickering as wind blew through pines and alders. “The Order is too thickheaded not to.” If they knew better, they’d stop playing this game they couldn’t win. “Would it be wrong to celebrate an execution?” 

@evcnrcsier​

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@bawdyboys​ Teddy & Evan

This was the part that Teddy hated of being the top, the shameful journey that is having to get some condoms at the last minute. He arrived to the drugstore, already horny and fortunately not hard. He was so desperate that he didn’t even care about who gives them to him all he knew was that he needed them. Clearly, this wouldn’t be happening if he would’ve stuck with his preferred role, being the one on the receiving end, but he was horny and the other guy wasn’t a top so there he was, a little red and a little flustered. 

“Hey! Umh... Can I get some condoms?” he asked the first person he saw. Smiling to try to hide how desperate he was. 

[evelynxzabini]

Evelyn's smile grew in response to the demand she felt in his grip as he tugged her closer. She hummed as he mentioned his method, arching up on toes, unabashed as her lips brushed over the corner of his. "A reminder never comes lacking..." She breathed, repeating his words back to him as her fingers toyed with the front of his shirt. "Unless you want to cause a scene in this bar Rosier I suggest you do just that." Her eyes darkened as they drifted from his lips back up to his eyes, hunger lurking in the depths.

A subtle smile crept up his lips, hand tightening on her waist to pull her even closer. "A reminder never comes lacking." The wizard breathed out, his gaze turning ravenous and dangerous as it focused on her features and stopping on her plump lips. "I believe you're familiar with my method." He mused as a proud smirk formed on his lips, leaning in, ready to capture her mouth with his but not quite doing it yet. "Should I apparate us, then?" All too careless for the excuse that initially had them leaving together.

[naughtyxprincessemira]

When I found you | Evan&Emira

The sun was blaring down on her, and yet all she felt, was icy cold. It just might have something to do with the thin but not at all ignorable layer of dried sweat coating parts of her body, making her shiver, even in the light of the sun. Walking across the sand with hurried steps, Emira was unconsciously rubbing her sore wrists from the journey at sea, though her mind and her eyes were fully occupied with something else. With finding that one person she both dreaded seeing, and would kill to see. Honestly she did not know what to expect if she did finally, by some random miracle, run into her fiancee. Not only was she a shadow of the girl he used to know, but she was also fairly certain being here was as close to a death sentence for both of them as they could get. Unless there was away off the island, they would most likely die here.. God that sounded so damn pathetic.. 

Rolling her eyes, and pushing strands of her hair behind her ear, Emira kept wandering. At some point she found she couldn’t walk any longer and sat down in a heap of skirts and long, matted hair, barely containing a scream that she felt as if had been building not for days, but for more than a year. Then all of a sudden a shadow fell over her, a person blocking the annoying sun that made her head ache worse than before and her eyes water from the brightness. Glancing up, she was expecting some pirate to tell her to get the fuck off the beach, though instead she found herself gazing into a pair of deep blue, painfully and blissfully familiar, eyes. “Evan..” His name came out weakly, near a whisper, yet also resembling a gasp. 

@evan-lastor

[court-mills]

evancitron​:

[blackout] when: saturday 10/1 where: alcott dorm who: @court-mills

studying would have been a good excuse for why it was prime time on a saturday and yet evan was staring at the dull beige walls of his single, but he couldn’t truthfully say that was what he was doing. instead, he was mostly trying to fill his time with whatever he could figure to do, in hopes that some silly task would consume him instead of the nervous energy that currently was. it wasn’t that he was nervous about any one thing in particular, but that everything felt similarly confusing. he almost couldn’t be surprised when the lights went off and he was left in total darkness—really, it was right on cue. he thought about just going to sleep and waking up the next day like nothing had happened, but he opted to peek his head out into the hallway. when he was met with nothing but silence, he ventured one door down the hallway to look for one of the only people he’d consider an ally if ogden was to go purge level scary. “court?” he called through the door after knocking twice, listening intently for any response from the other boy. he didn’t really expect them to be hanging out on the other side of the door, but he figured it was worth checking.

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Court’s spine straightened up when the lights went out, blinking a few times as he tried to figure out what had happened, the briefest confusion coming over him - listen, being suddenly plunged into darkness would catch anyone off guard. He was just putting together what had happened when he heard a knock on his door, followed by Evan’s familiar voice calling out. So it wasn’t just his room. Or it was a hell of a coincidence. He bounded over to the door, probably looking for all the world like an excited puppy, even in a power outage, swinging it open to...well, not see Evan, but vaguely make out a dark shape. “Hey buddy,” Coco said, a hand reaching up and ruffling his hair. “What the fuck do you think is going on?” he asked, alarmingly casual considering the turn of events. 

[sofiadelacroix]

date: July 29th  location: throne room @kingofkeigan

Every new encounter with a politician, royal or war officer wasn’t exciting anymore, at least while Sofia stood in the shadows, near Jean-Pierre, just to protect him, but this time she had to meet them all over again, show a new form of grace and power that once exclusively belonged to Jean-Pierre. Sofia knew she had to be brilliant and cunning in order to charm him, the king of Keigan, probably the only one who could even come close to her king. 

Patiently waiting in the throne room, Sofia paced along the opened windows and enjoyed the sun against her face. While some would’ve suggested an even more passive approach by letting her sit on her throne, it was her own nervous heart forcing her to move, get some of the energy out.

Finally, as the doors opened and even more sunlight lit the entire room, Sofia stopped immediately and turned to the many guards who started to fan out and stand still while the king approached her further. “Your majesty,” Sofia held her hands together in front of her belly, nodding once, though she almost bowed to him -- old habits die hard, especially those repeated within the family over and over again. “I’m glad you could make it. Please, have a seat.” she pointed at the one that had been dragged away from the table for him. “I’ll have to excuse my husband -- he’s currently in the middle of something, but I’m sure he’ll join us as soon as possible.”

[crueltykept]

evan-rcsier‌:

“Man the whole school’s here, there’s got to be at least two or three people you like besides me,” Evan joked. Sure it’s not like the masks were much of a factor keeping people from recognizing each other but still lEvan was having a hard time tracking down anyone worthy of his time. Barty must have been having the same problem.

However his mood soured a bit at the mention of his betrothed and he tried his best not to let his smile waiver. But Barty knew about the whole situation and Evan figured he’d catch on even without the physical clues. “Surprised they think we’ll all come together for peace and not hex each other for having to be together three days too early. They know we’re all not happy.” He shrugged. “Heard she came with Walden. If you track down him or Emma she’s sure to be close by.”

“Two seems just about right, they seem to be undetectable tonight though. Probably because they’re the ones being able to afford an actual mask.” He replied, chuckling a little at his own joke. “However, I’m in a bit of a mood so I probably wouldn’t be good company, even for those.” Though that was a relatively regular occurrence for him, he still felt as if tonight it might be especially bad. 

“I mean, at least they took our wands. Otherwise, I would straight up assume they’re trying to get rid of us. You never know with the Ministry these days.” He wouldn’t talk to everyone about the Ministry like this, especially considering who his dad was but with Evan he didn’t feel the need to hide his real feelings about them. Then the topic came back to Nadiya, which only made the younger Crouch shake his head in exasperation. “Walden?! Times must be tough for you, when a woman picks Walden MacNair over you, my friend.” Clapping his friend on the back, Barty hoped he wouldn’t take his teasing remark the wrong way. 

[gretascatchlove]

Greta hadn't spent any alone time with Evan before, why would she? But then she thought, Alara was marrying him so she should probably get to know him, make sure he treated her right. Plus at the same time, she did want to bring over Alara's Christmas presents and wanted them to be a surprise, so she figured out a way to manage both. "I am. I have a few questions for you. And I wanted to sneak my Christmas gifts for Alara in without her knowing." The last years they had lived together and surprising her friend had been easier.

where: evan's townhouse who: @gretascatchlove

The wizard sat in his study, staring in confusion at his guest as the house elf brought them some tea. "Let me get this straight, you're here looking for me?" He wondered out loud, still not wrapping his mind around the witch's visit. "Not Alara but me? On Christmas day?"

[serraborgin]

She wanted the distraction from all the trouble tonight had put her through. Her birthday party had been more than she had bargained for. When her parents first told her they would organise a big birthday party for her 21st, she thought nothing off it, feeling it fair as they were demanding her to come back from Paris much earlier than she had intended. If only she had known what they were planning, but they chose to leave her in the dark purposefully- so that she could not cause a scene. While she thrived off of attention, she did not want bad attention. So after they'd announced her betrothal, to her surprise, she just needed to get away. Landing right in Evan Rosier's arms. Her eyes blazed with anger, trying to overplay the hurt she felt at this old wound ripping open again. Malcolm and Charity Burbage. Again. She couldn't do this. She wasn't going to do this. She wouldn't be played for a fool by him again. If he could hook up with whoever he wanted, so could she. Anger made one do things they probably shouldn't as was the case right here. Her eyes falling to his lips for a moment before she locked eyes with him again. "I do. Let's get out of here."

He always knew what he was doing, a birthday girl deserved to be complimented and given presents, of the best kind. Evan had plenty to give and something told him that she was eager to find out more. A nonchalant grin dancing along his lips, the wizard used his grasp on her waist to pull her closer to his body, dragging her away from the guests' curious eyes. "It's not gossip if I've seen it with my own eyes." The wizard told her, his voice low and steady, looking into her eyes as he shared what he'd seen recently. "Your ex-boyfriend leaving with a Miss Burbage, not just once, looking all too cozy." He finally stated, eyes holding her gaze to see if it did anything to her, one of his hands leaving her waist to reach the nape of her neck, stroking her cheek gently with his thumb. "It's worth plenty." The blonde reassured her, tongue wetting his bottom lip, his gaze settled on hers. "Want me to show you just how much it's worth?" He wondered, voice barely a whisper of hot breath as his hand on his waist slid down to grab a handful of her ass.

[emmaflint]

"Of course I am mad. What did you think? Feelings aren't rational, Evan. Especially mine. Even if I believe them, it still stings and I want to throw up at the thought of them together." Emma explained to her cousin in a matter of fact tone. She knew she wasn't being fair in holding onto her anger, but that didn't stop her. "Fine. I'll talk to him myself since you're no help.

Evan marvelled at how complicated everyone's relationships seemed to be, all too tangled into messes created entirely on their own in the pursuit of a so called happiness. "If you believe him, then that's just it. He didn't know, she didn't know-- nothing to be mad about." He sentenced, something glinting behind his green eyes. "But you are mad, aren't you?" The wizard asked, curiousity sparking whenever possible chaos surrounded him. A chuckle as he shook his head. "I know plenty, but it's his past now, since you're his present-- therefore, you should simply ask him if you'd like to know."

[evelynxzabini]

"Of course, better to go as a pair. Just in case." Evelyn agreed, her lips curved up in amusement as her dark eyes met his. She took his hand and stood, delight flashing in her eyes as his arm slid around her waist. Chin tilted up, her brown eyes met his once more as delicate fingers traced up his chest. "Surely it hasn't been that long that you've forgotten Rosier.." Her words trailed off her eyes trailed to his lips a moment before meeting his once more, lips curled in a salacious smile. "I always rise to the challenge. "

Always prideful in his conquests, Evan knew exactly what he was doing, fully displaying his intentions with the witch in front of him. Evelyn did her part too, his green eyes darkened with desire as they flickered down to her lips, very much aware of her hand on his thigh and not willing to waste another second of time. "Things could get dangerous any moment, you know how it is." He mused, his words etched with a hidden meaning, one that she wouldn't miss as he stood up, grabbed the bottle in one hand and pulled on hers with his free one to help her up. "Think you're up to the challenge, Miss Zabini?" The wizard asked with intent, his arm wrapping around her waist and pulling her towards him.

[augustusxxrookwood]

“Excellent. Expect an owl soon enough then, we’ll find an evening where both of us are free from obligations and see what we can get up to.” He had no doubt between the two of them, they could get up to quite a lot. He chuckled and took a swig of his scotch, nodding. “At the rate of these weddings and babies I’m beginning to think we may be the last ones.” He snorted. “A wise man, a pity that the ones that are the most fun are also the most dangerous. Then again, perhaps that’s why they’re so enjoyable to begin with.” He arched a brow at the offer of meeting to discuss some things and he nodded. “Of course, you know where to find me.” His eyes went back to roving over the crowd, people milling about and enjoying themselves. “Not particularly this evening, but the night is still young. Plenty opportunity.”

He couldn't help but see eye to eye with the wizard, it seemed as though too many were finding comfort in the married life sooner than later, rushing into securing their offspring. It had made for fewer choices when it came to having a good time, most preoccupied with family and avoidant of what could be a simply lovely night. "Ah, Augustus, you can always count me in for trouble." He chimed, a playful grin growing on his lips. "Even if we're the only last ones standing, we deserve to have the utmost fun." A promise, he would be writing to his friend soon, a night out for just them to enjoy themselves. "Luckily I've no intention to marry her or end up death, hear that's the same thing these days. But her company is great, long as it's fleeting." Evan offered, things quite clear when it came to his date tonight, she probably thought the same of him in the end. "Aren't we all? I have an affair that might interest you, we should discuss it in private this week?" The blonde wondered, not allowing anything to slip among the crowds, a brow raising at the rest of his words. "Anyone catching your eye just yet, my friend?"