#poly!rosekiller fic

[ellecdc]

rosekiller & their 'platonic' girlfriend

rosekiller x 'platonic' girlfriend!reader when they find out it's not exactly platonic

CW: Evan & Barty threaten someone's life, Barty says he's in love and will die a lot

A/N: ........ I'm finally trying Evan out guysssss 😮‍💨🫣, prompt based off of this post and this post

click here for part two

“Wow.” Sirius called as he looked you up and down salaciously in a way you knew was solely for the purpose of riling Barty up. “I almost didn’t recognise you without your third, L/N.” 

You were wholly incapable of biting back a scoff and an eye roll as you used your arm to stop Barty from approaching the troublesome Black. “I am the third, Black.” 

And of course where there was Sirius Black, one could be certain that James Potter wasn’t far behind him. “Not with the way you walk those two like dogs.” He called as he sidled up beside Sirius with a cocky grin. 

“It’s not like that- Salazar’s saggy balls, why am I explaining myself to you rotten dugbogs?” You grumbled as you grabbed Barty by the arm and continued the way you had been going before the interruption. 

“It could be like that you know?” Barty flirted, earning him a smack in the arm. 

“Sod off.”

You had found friendship in Barty and Evan after the two of them had already started dating.

Were they flirty with you? Sure.

Did the three of you spend a lot of time together? Yes.

Did you have some…fun from time to time? Absolutely. 

But you weren’t together; at least not in the way that everyone seemed to suggest. 

“Where are we going now?” Barty asked happily as he allowed you to guide him through the castle.

“We’re looking for your boyfriend; he promised to lend me that book he was telling me about.”

Barty barely had time to make a hum of acknowledgment before the two of you turned a corner to the sight of Evan Rosier.

Evan Rosier….who was currently holding a poor Ravenclaw bloke up against the wall by the collar of his uniform shirt. 

“Oh yay! We’re fighting!” Barty called happily as he all but skipped towards his boyfriend. 

“Rosier! What are you doing!?” You hissed as you tried to catch up to Barty’s longer strides. 

“Yeah Rosey! Why are we killing Fenwick today!?” Barty asked enthusiastically. 

You watched as Evan’s jaw twitched before he answered. “Heard him talking about shagging L/N at the Hufflepuff party tonight.”

Barty made an understanding hum as if saying ‘fair enough’ which you did not understand nor find ‘fair enough’ at all, whilst poor Fenwick seemed to swallow nervously. 

“So what?” You asked then, causing all three boys to look at you bemusedly. 

“What do you mean so what!?” Barty asked you incredulously.

“Well…” You started, really not understanding what the sodding hang up here was. “We’re not together?” You stated in the form of a question as you gestured between you, Evan, and Barty.

Evan stood there staring at you with furrowed brows for approximately half a minute (still with Fenwick pinned against the wall, mind you) before a brief look of understanding crossed his face. 

“Circe’s fucking tits.” He breathed out disbelievingly before turning to look at Barty “We’re in love with her.” 

A confused sound was caught in your throat as Barty threw his hands up in exasperation. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you lot, but no one ever listens to Barty!” 

“Last week you fucking told me you were in love with inventor of bellbottom jeans, Junior, how the hells am I supposed to know when you actually mean it?” Evan hissed back at him.

“I literally told you that I would die if anything ever happened to Treasure, how in the fuck is that platonic?!”

“You told me you were going to die when Laurie and Jo didn’t end up together!” Evan shouted back. 

Barty’s face turned severe as he leveled Evan with a look. “How dare you bring that up right now; you know I’m still grieving.”

“For the love of Merlin- Rosier! Put Fenwick down.” You barked at him, surprising both boys from their argument and alerting them to the fact that they were still holding their classmate hostage.

Evan turned back towards the bloke and muttered a threatening “Stay the fuck away from her, got it?” as Fenwick nodded quickly and all but sprinted the opposite way down the hall once Evan finally released his grip. 

Barty let out a pleased breath as he clapped his hands together excitedly. “Well! What do we do now?”

Evan stalked over and grabbed your hand, surprising you with the tenderness of the touch coming from someone who still looked so murderous.

He slowly bent down and pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead before he was leading you by the hand towards the Great Hall.

“We’re going to go and make sure the rest of the sodding school knows she’s ours too.” 

You felt your cheeks heat up not entirely unpleasantly as you listened to the sound of Barty cackle happily from where he was trailing behind you.

[alwaysanundertone]

KINKTOBER 2024

Hey! This is my first time joining this challenge, so I’m asking you, once again, to be kind 💓

Anyways, here’s the prompts, I may change something along the way but I think that you can already have a rough idea.

If you want to be tagged on them, comment this post and I will tag you 🩷 sending lots of kisses mwuah

Day 1: oral (fem receiving) | James Potter x fem! reader

Day 2: food play | wolfstar x fem! reader

Day 3: multiple orgasms | poly!marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 4: wax play | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 5: aftercare | poly! marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 6: sensory deprivation | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 7: daddy kink | Draco Malfoy x fem! reader

Day 8: first time | Regulus Black x fem! reader

Day 9: somnophilia | Jegulus x fem! reader

Day 10: choking | Barty Crouch Jr x fem! reader

Day 11: begging | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 12: mirror play | Regulus Black x fem! reader

Day 13: overstimulation | Enzo Berkshire x fem! reader

Day 14: bet’s on | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 15: sensation play | poly! marauders x fem! reader

Day 16: knives play | rosekiller x fem! reader

Day 17: being ignored kink | Theodore Nott x fem! reader

Day 18: spanking | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 19: dirty talk | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 20: lap dance | Mattheo Riddle x fem! reader

Day 21: fingering | Blaise Zabini x fem! reader

Day 22: magic | Tom Riddle x fem! reader

Day 23: praise kink | poly! marauders + Lily x fem! reader

Day 24: temperature play | Sirius Black x fem! reader

Day 25: squirting | Lorenzo Berkshire x fem! reader

Day 26: public tease | James Potter x fem! reader

Day 27: breeding kink | Remus Lupin x fem! reader

Day 28: cockwarming | wolfstar x fem! reader

Day 29: orgasm denial | Jegulus x fem! reader

Day 30: bondage | Barty Crouch Jr x fem! reader

Day 31: mask | poly! marauders x fem! reader

[ervotica]

whump with poly!rosekiller and their sweet angel girl. their treasure, the most precious person to ever exist. maybe it's voldy related, maybe it's someone holding a grudge against them, maybe it's a pureblood feud. unfortunately for the culprit, it doesn't matter, anyway. they're out for blood. feral. primal. nursing their sweet baby's injuries and fussing over her even as she whines and shies away from the affection, the intensity of it. even after all this time, sometimes it's a lot to process at once. their blinding adoration. when she finally drops into a fitful sleep in evan's arms, barty gives a curt nod as he stalks from the dorms, wand in hand.

the poor fucker won't know what hit them.

[tiredofthehumanlife]

EvansFavMasochist

Barbie dolls: rosekiller x reader

Word: 1.8k

Summary: modern fame au you and Evan are famous acting professionals and Barty runs an edit fanpage of you 2

Warnings: you ride Barty but no genitals mentioned, mentions of bondage blood choking cocaine degradation praise, mentioned that Evan sucks Bartys dick and also mentioned that you sucked Evans dick, Barty posts parts of your sex tapes with your permission, i'm going to lose it dude, a bad username for Barty listen I could only come up with tiredofthehumanlife and that was in sixth grade what more do you expect of me, you used pet names

Acting was a strange profession to explain. ‘I play pretend for money and millions of people know my face.’ If the person didn’t already know what you did or who you were you just said you did accounting. Evan did the same, he said he was a mortician instead. Evan Rosier was your coworker at the moment, and also your boyfriend but that was not public knowledge. Neither was your shared boyfriend, Barty. You and Evan were currently working on a pretty popular show. Popularity caused more paparazzi. You and Evan had to sneak around a little more, frowning at each other and keeping your distance in public.

In the show you were working on, your characters hated each other. They constantly got into fights and glared at each other. They had to see each other frequently due to the shenanigans in the plot. The fanbase wanted to see your characters kiss. Bad. Edits, fanfics, and tweets begging for you two to just shut up and make out already were some of the most popular things in the fandom. It puts both of you in the spotlight. It caused more edits of you in interviews to go viral, theorizing about the obvious tension between the two of you. Try as you might you couldn’t hide your attraction for your gorgeous boyfriend(s). It gave the show free publicity. Which is why your bosses told you to keep the act up.

Within the fandom, there was a particular editor that was extremely popular. If you knew the show then you probably knew EvansFavMasochist. EvansFavMasochist was most popular because he somehow managed to get clips and photos of you and Evan that the fans have never seen before, and he was a fabulous editor. None of his millions of followers understood how he could find these pictures and videos, they were never posted on your or Evan's socials. You knew. He was your boyfriend. Barty loved editing, he spent most of his time on his phone tapping away. He also loved the confusion he caused. Fans asked how and where he found these pictures. He always answered with a joke. It made him giggle when people would make videos or comments theorizing how he got them.

“I hate filming late, like eating staight rusted nails,” Evan muttered, flopping into his seat and letting Makeup do retouches. Barty sighed next to him, in his hournary guest chair.

“Tell me about it,” Barty grunted. Evan shoved Barty’s shoulder. You sat in your chair next to Evan’s letting your own makeup artist fix the parts that got messed up in the process of filming. Evan intertwined his fingers with yours as Barty left without a word. Eventually, the makeup artists backed up letting you both take a small moment of meditation. Barty returned with two bottles of water, handing one out to each of you.

“You’re a blessing, B.” You sighed, chugging it. Evan did simaily. You both closed your bottles, handing them to Barty. You lightly pecked Evan as the director called places. You moved back to your taped starting place. Hours passed before the director finally yelled that you were done. You let yourself relax as you got out of your costume as fast as possible and into your comfy clothes. You were skittering over to Evan’s trailer in a few minutes. Barty straightened up when he saw you. You smiled at him, greeting him with a kiss. He had his hoodie pulled up and, a highly decorated jean vest pulled over it. He had spikes on the shoulders that Evan liked to fiddle with. Barty had huge bright green glasses that covered half his face. You looked similar to be perfectly honest.

You had to keep most of your face covered, even though the paparazzi could still recognize you it was worth a shot. Eventually, Evan joined you both. He looked nothing like you two, in his full gorgeous outfit with nothing covering his face. You rolled your eyes at him. You hugged him bye and said you’d meet him at home. He left first. A few minutes later, you pushed your glasses further up, Barty pulling his hoodie down more as you both left the gates into the parking lot. A large group of flashes and yelling following you. You reached back and grabbed onto Barty’s jean jacket, dragging him through the crowds of questions.

“Are you and Evan Rosier dating?”

“Are any of the characters going to die at the end of this season?”

“Do you have a cocanie addiction?”

“Do you have any idea who EvansFavMasocist is?”

”No comment.” You said with a monotone voice as you shoved through the crowd, finally reaching your car. When you finally made it home Evan was already on the couch, feet propped up on the coffee table. You collasped into his lap, and Barty laid ontop of you.

“What if we just made out in front of them, maybe they’d rest a little.” You whispered against Evan’s pant leg. He gently reubbed your cheek.

“Maybe.”

You wrapped up filming soon after that. After months and months of interviews and late-night shows pretending you haven’t sucked Evan’s dick or even knew his favorate color, the last season of the show was released. The fans were beyond joyous when in the very last episode you two did shut up and make out. They were excited to see what EvansFavMashocist would do with new footage.

Barty was excited too. He was schemeing, hardcore. He decided since the season came out, so could your relationship. Barty was going to do it the only way he knew how, in a slightly immoral way. He was editing for hours and finally, he had the finished product.

It started with a picture of you. It was a picture that got pretty popular in the fanbase, you were looking at a fan as they talked and people thought it was attarctive. Over the picture was the caption ‘how they look at you’. The picture flipped to show a picture that you never posted. You were on your knees, staring up at Barty as you licked his blood off the knife in your hand with the caption ‘How they look at me.’. Then it transitioned into regular editing things, clips of you varying postions and clothes but one clip that could easily slip past if the viewers weren’t paying attention was an EvansFavMasochist specialty.

Another clip that woudn’t see the light of day until he posted it. Fully from the one of the many recordings of you fucking. It was from below. Barty’s veiw of course. You knew you actively were riding Barty with Evan behind you in the video but Barty cropped it just right. The audience couldn’t see past your mid-forearm. They could see how you were moving, your bare shoulders, blissed out look and put two and two together. Evan’s head was pulled over your shoulder, staring down at Barty. He had one hand around your neck and the other was out of frame but in the original it was traveling past your belly button. Your head dropped back against Evan’s shoulder before the clip quickly changed.

It was squeezed between two regular clips barely noticeable. Next after a few more clips of you it was showing you and Evan’s on screen kiss. It flipped to a photo of Evan smiling at a fan, another popular one, with the same caption as yours ‘how he looks at you’ before it switched to another picture of Evan. It was really just a picture of the top of Evan’s head his hair and only his eyes visible. You had seen the original picture before the cropping and knew if it was zoomed out you'd see Barty’s dick halfway past Evan’s lips. This picture had the same caption as yours had, ‘how he looks at me.’ It transitioned into another regular edit, classic clips seen a thousand times before it wasn’t anymore.

Then it was a recording you had taken this time of Evan tying Barty’s hands to the headboard. Barty was out of frame mostly, just his arms and tufts of hair. Evan was the main focus, his focus and trained fingers moving quickly. With a handful of regular clips after that, the edit ended.

One thing you noticed was the sound in the background. It was a regular edit sound until you heard voices you recognized. Over your portion oof the edit, it was your moaning, Evan’s name slipping past your lips followed by a lot of curses. While it was Evan’s portion of the edit, it was his dirty talk. Degrading and praising Barty at the same time. Barty’s name wasn’t in the video but you knew who Evan was talking to, he used a different tone for you. You slowly looked away from the screen, up to Barty’s big smile.

”So? can I post it?” You waited a moment, thinking it over. It would be fun and dramatic.

“yeah sure I don’t care.” You said, sitting back on the couch. Barty turned to Evan.

“Could not care less.” Barty celebrated by running around the living room before he posted it.

The fans were shocked to say at the least. Firstly, you and Evan were in fact dating or at the very least sleeping together. Secoundly, this random editor somehow had your sextapes. Thirdly, you guys were a little more freaky than they were expecting. They thought this EvansFavMasochist guy released these clips of your tapes without your permission, resulting in a lot of backlash. Barty was chuckling his way through all the comments before he finally decied to make a follow-up video. He started with the camera low, pretending he wasn’t recording. Barty walked into your shared bedroom while you and Evan were cuddling, waiting on him.

“Guys I have a question that I need you to answer because the people in my phone are upset with me.” You both hummed at him as he jumped into bed with you two, snuggling between you. You and Evan pulled your heads over each of Barty’s shoulders so you three were in the frame.

“Okay are we dating?” Barty asked, a wide grin on his face.

“mm-hm for years.” You whispered in response.

“And I posted that last video with your permission?”

You and Evan agreed.

“And we fuck regularly?” You tilted your head back in forth in a ‘so-so’ motion. Evan snorted, pulling his head up to peck Barty on the cheek.

”Yeah, B. Whatever you want.”

“And you guys love me more than your fans because they're stupid and can't please you in the ways I can?” Barty asked, his smile edging on cheesy. You grinned at him.

“Oh yeah baby, you’re perfect.” You whispered, kissing his temple. Barty’s face got hot. He grimaced, standing up from the bed.

"Alright alright, get off me. You harlots.” He muttered as he stormed out of the room before posting his brand-new video to clear up a couple of things. Barty giggled his way through all the comments talking about how his partners talked to him and how oddly attractive it was.

[novvabee]

A rival band!marauders au 

Remus, Sirius, and James are all in a band together. James on drums because that just makes sense, Sirius on guitar, and Remus on bass. The name of their band is obviously The Marauders. And I think they would be a mix of like the arctic monkeys, early chase atlantic, and a little bit of the neighborhood.

Then there is the girls group made up of reader, Mary, Lily and Marlene. I need a good name for them but I feel like they would be more pop and girlie. I think like Sabrina Carpenter, Olivia Rodrigo, Chappell Roan. Reader is the lead singer, Mary is guitar, Lily is bass, and Marlene is drums.

And then there is like an indy/underground group made up of Regulus, Evan, and Barty. Reggie is singer and guitar, Barty is bass, and Evan is drums. I feel like they would be called something like The Snakes or something similar.

Now, all three bands have beef with each other, not only because they are from the same town fighting for fame, but for other reasons as well. James and Lily used to be a thing. Sirius and Regulus have a sibling rivalry. Marlene is in love with Dorcas, who is “The Snakes” (or whatever I decide the name for their band is) manager. Regulus is lowkey jealous and resentful of Lily because of James and vice versa. And I feel like there should be drama with the Reader like she is dating a famous actor (Guilderoy Lockheart or Lucius Malfoy) and there's a ton of drama and he cheats or whatever and then she ends up with like Sirius or Remus or James or like why choose.

[mezsygfs]

the more I read into marauders fanfiction, the more ships I start to like more and more. like I wouldn't have thought twice about poly rosekiller + starchaser and now suddenly Im scrolling through Tumblr looking for fics about it because I've been thinking about it all day.

[crescenthistory]

welcome to carina's corner

my name is carina | twenty years old | she/they | i study history in london | spiritual | poet

masterlist of my writing can be found below the cut ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ requests are open to these and similar characters<3

.・。.・゜✭・.・ ⤷ request guidelines ⤷ prompt list

NB! i attempt to make all my writing be as accessible for everyone, so at no point will reader's looks (including hair, size, skin colour, etc.) be disclosed. if there are any lapses, please let me know<3 i specify if there is fem!reader or gn!reader

i write for marauders era characters and miscellaneous films

࣪𖤐 regulus black

⤷ Totally Just the Fifth and Sixth Wheel (mutual pining, reg and reader in denial about their feelings are called out by friends)

⤷ Part 2, Still Just Totally the Fifth and Sixth Wheel, You Guys (the eventual triple date to hogsmeade, more pining and denial ensues)

⤷ "I want to see you" (light smut, first time, reg is working on letting go)

⤷ "You occupy my every thought" (sunshine x grumpy dynamic)

⤷ "Are you falling asleep on me?" & "How are you so cute right now" (fluff, late night in the library)

⤷ Professional Meddlers (chaotic fluff/good vibes, the girls play matchmakers with you and regulus)

⤷ "Where is she?" (hurt/comfort, regulus is the last to find out you're injured)

⤷ blurb about rosekiller's reaction

⤷ "I don't know, it just happened" (heavy hurt/comfort, regulus finds reader sobbing over magical ink on her hands)

animagus!reader

⤷ Feline Touches (fluff/crack fic, regulus knows exactly where to find you when you're hiding from the cold, feat. bsf!remus) ⤷ Sweet Like Honey; Karma is a Cat (fluff/crack fic, wolfstar neglect to wake you when you and reg fall asleep in cat form) ⤷ Padfoot vs. Whiskers (fluff/crack fic, platonic!sirius x reader, you and reg get revenge on sirius in cat form) ⤷ Where Padfoot Lays His Head (hurt/comfort, platonic!sirius x reader, whiskers comforts padfoot)

drabbles:

⤷ "Use your words, sweetheart" (implied smut, celebrating qudditch victory)

⤷ "Nothing matters but you" (fluff, cuddling the night before your birthday)

ִ ࣪𖤐 barty crouch jr

⤷ Toe The Line (friends to lovers, confronting barty about his flirting with you)

⤷ Murder’s On the Wishlist (hurt/comfort, you’re forced to go home for christmas)

⤷ steady me, guide me, love me (hurt/comfort, barty gets into another fight and you have a serious talk)

⤷ "You woke me up for this?" (fluff, barty is bored in the middle of the night)

⤷ the blood means i love you (smut/aftercare, reader accidentally makes barty bleed and he loves it)

grumpy!reader / bickering series

⤷ "Aren't you just a sweetheart?" (kinda sunshine/grumpy dynamic, bickering flirting) ⤷ and what about it? (your friends find out you and barty are dating) ⤷ this isn't fun anymore (hurt/comfort, it gets serious and that scares you both) ⤷ an insufferable dance (set before they start dating, dance at hogsmeade) ⤷ sleepy midnight escapades (fluff, anxious remus goes looking for you at night when you miss curfew and finds you with barty)

ִ ࣪𖤐 james fleamont potter

⤷ The Boy with the Glasses is Blind (pining, james mistakenly thinks you're in love with your best friend, barty)

𖤐 marauders

⤷ What You Became (fluff, poly!marauders react when their clumsy girlfriend becomes a swan animagus)

platonic!bestfriend!marauders are heavily featured in animagus!reader x regulus black:

⤷ Feline Touches (fluff/crack fic, regulus knows exactly where to find you when you're hiding from the cold, feat. bsf!remus) ⤷ Sweet Like Honey; Karma is a Cat (fluff/crack fic, wolfstar neglect to wake you when you and reg fall asleep in cat form) ⤷ Padfoot vs. Whiskers (fluff/crack fic, platonic!sirius x reader, you and reg get revenge on sirius in cat form) ⤷ Where Padfoot Lays His Head (hurt/comfort, platonic!sirius x reader, whiskers comforts padfoot)

𖤐 slytherin skittles

includes: barty, evan, regulus, dorcas, pandora

hc: how would the skittles react to you walking into a party looking smashing?

ִ ࣪𖤐 paul atreides

⤷ in the silence, there is an us (childhood best friends to lovers, bedsharing)

⤷ you are my favourite silence (part of paul's pov in 'in the silence, there is an us')

⤷ "Come back to bed" (fluff, paul tries to work, reader drags him back to sleep)

⤷ "There will not be a day where i am not there for you" (hurt/comfort, reader does not want to burden paul with her illness)

drabbles:

⤷ "Loosen up a little" (light smut/suggestive make-out, reader helps paul relax)

⤷ Paul gets a Fremen illness (hurt/comfort)

⤷ "Kiss me again" (fluff, sparring)

ִ ࣪𖤐 lee (bones & all)

⤷ You and I, We've Grown Comfortable Here (slowburn romance, life on the road with lee, discovering you're more alike than you thought)

⤷ i found a home, she's beautiful (being introduced to kayla for the first time)

⤷ "Is this okay?" (light smut, motel room, first time)

⤷ "I require at least a thousand kisses to make up for it" (fluff, slow mornings)

⤷ "How delightful" (fluffy halloween, reader and lee work at a haunted house)

[unstablereader]

About me:

Im Keke!!

● Australian ● Virgo ● Ravenclaw ● She/Her ● 25 ● Bisexual ●

My blog:

A place to share other's fics and give them the love they deserve 🤍 All good vibes are welcome if you feel like talking or doing tag-chains.

I DONT write fics myself sorry. All fics are reblogged from others.

If you're mean to me, i will cry, so pls don't 🤍

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[rosekillermicrofic]

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[heaven4lostgirls]

maybe i am fighting my own demons,

every time i slip back into a fanfic binge (jegulus, wolfstar, pandalily, rosekiller) i can’t read x reader fics because wdym ur not with ur soulmate rn??

where’s the rest of you 🧍‍♀️

even poly!ships don’t even do it, like i just can’t read it if it’s not the two of them.

give it a month and i’ll be back in my x reader phase 🩷🩷

thank you for coming to my ted talk!

[railingsofsorrow]

RAILINGSOFSORROW'S FICS RECS (0.1)

here's the 1st part of a recs list of my favourite fics! (had to split in two because tumblr was being a nightmare) have it mind that they can either be on tumblr or ao3.

the (+) means it has a smut masterlists: [0.1] [0.2]

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━━ CRIMINAL MINDS

↬flight risk by @brywrites (s.reid x reader) (series)

I didn't know I could feel so safe reading about a pilot and a profiler, given their jobs, but I did and this fic is so magical. I loved the analogies the angst everything plz read it.

↬the sleep chronicles by @stickseasn (s.reid x reader)

↬a moment of weakness by @writer-in-theory (s.reid x reader) (series)

↬lepus the hare by @↑ (s.reid x reader)

↬(in)visible by @foxy-eva (s.reid x reader)

I felt like the words were being said to me *crying*

↬sundays by @definitelynotkatesblog (s.reid x reader)

↬ if you'll have me by @reidscanehand (s.reid x reader)

↬mister spencer by @imagining-in-the-margins (s.reid x singlemom!reader)

↬fall apart by @spencersimp (s.reid x reader)

↬bluebell by stillmarauding (ao3)

this one is really good, 90 chapters so far and still updating.

↬lost at sea by @five-bi-five-mind (j.jareau x reader)

literally everything written by this account is amazing.

↬breakfast by @↑ (j.jareau x reader)

↬ spontaneous phenomena by @luveline (a.hotchner x reader)

彡

━━ HARRY POTTER

1. [marauders era]

↬interrupted by @cosmal (rubgy!james x f!reader)

↬chocolate orange by @↑ (r.lupin x reader)

↬crooked ties by @cupids-crystals (j.potter x reader)

↬mary macdonald by @↑ (r.lupin x sister!reader)

↬first class let down by @starstruckwillows (adhd!j.potter x reader)

↬oh bloody hell by @gtgbabie0 (j.potter x reader)

↬championship cups by @perpetuallydaydreaming (j.potter x reader)

↬bun in the oven by @letterstotheflre (r.lupin x f!reader)

↬never be another by @cryonme (r.lupin x reader)

↬he loves you by @↑ (r.black x reader)

↬cursed by @pregnant-piggy (s.black x reader) (series)

all of their fics are great.

↬off days by @messers-moony (s.black × daughter!reader)

I love everything they write + wolfstar dads&lt;;33

↬she's a fighter by @stylesparker (r.black x reader)

↬little king by @acosmis-t (r.black x reader)

↬cocoa by @earlgreydream (r.black x reader)

from time to time I come back to reread it. it's a comfort blurb &lt;3

↬ours by @janesociety (l.evans x f!reader)

why are there barely any lily evans fics??? let's change that.

↬loving is easy by rxgulus (jegulus; background wolfstar)

I've gushed about this fic on here. I love everything about it, remus being a tease, james being a simp, sirius being a drama queen and regulus being regulus. there's also baby harry at some point. it is my favourite one for a reason go read it.

↬step into the daylight and let it go by serendipitysirius (jegulus; background wolfstar) (currently being updated)

I have at least five quotes from this fic glued on my bedroom walls. it is that special to me.

↬drugs and surgical scrubs by anauro (jegulus; background wolfstar; rosekiller) (currently being updated)

one of the best piece of work I've ever read, worth every tear.

↬absent mindedly making me want you by calamitoustide (jegulus; background wolfstar) (completed)

my FAVORITE fic of all time, I love the way james and reg are portrayed in this, it's so raw and innocent and special.

↬papa mia! by chasingthestar (jegulus; background wolfstar & marylily) (currently being updated)

the angst kills me but the fluff is worth it.

↬a doorstep of affection by @marauders-venting (wolfstar)

↬unlovable by @masivechaos (dads!wolfstar x reader)

↬panic by @sp1rit-realm (platonic/poly! marauders x reader)

all of their fics are amazing.

↬boyfriend swap by @v1oletvenus (s.black x reader; platonic!j.potter x reader)

↬mouth of september by @luveline (platonic!marauders x reader)

one of my favourites.

1. [golden trio era]

↬ just the medicine by @vanillann (d.malfoy x reader)

↬evergreen by @starlitsilvereyes (drarry)

↬say the words then stay around by teatrolley (drarry)

it's an orphan account but it's still available and it's so so good.

↬ all wounds heal by @willowbleedsonpaper (t. nott x reader; d.malfoy x reader)

funfact: theo nott fics was what got me into the marauders wormhole plus this is a work of art.

↬ twinkle by @sapphicwhxre (h.granger x reader)

↬not like any other by @hadesrise (h.potter x slytherin!male!reader)

↬harry calls you after a breakdown by @igncrantbliss (h.potter x reader)

[ellecdc]

request for a fic where reader is absolutely spoiled by her boys? (can be absolutely any pairing you like poly!marauders x reader, wolfstar, poly!moonwater x reader, Bartylus x reader…..literally anything)

the boys love to spoil her with gifts, breakfast in bed, shopping trips, outings etc, (not necessarily expensive, just doting), even if one of the boys is less inclined they're along for the ride, and perhaps somewhat exasperated by all the antics

…can you tell my love language is gift giving and receiving?

feel free to add more plot because the prompt is quite broad? but do whatever you want my love!

I trust you with my life <3

*tip-toes in* hiii there *side steps through the door* hellooo.... *awkwardly places this fic in front of you from your request back in March* thanks so much for your request (and patienceeee) - no but in all reality, I knew from the second I got this request that it had to be these two - I hope I did it justice!! xx

poly!rosekiller x fem!reader who they love to spoil [743 words]

CW: extravagant & expensive gift giving as a love language, reader tries to be mad at them about it (she fails, though)

“Not so fast!” You said instead of hello, fighting the snicker that threatened to undermine your severity as you watched Barty and Evan stop in their tracks like they’d been frozen on the spot. “What do you think you’re doing?”

The two boys shared a sideways glance before Evan slowly relaxed his stance. “Well-”

“You’re going to have to be more specific, Treasure.” Barty interrupted swiftly, giving off an air of faux nonchalance as he placed the shopping bags he had in his hands on the side of the bed and pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “What are we doing for dinner tonight? What are we doing about climate change? What are we doing with our lives? It’s too broad a question.” 

“Barty.” You scolded him. 

“Y/N.” He replied.

“Evan.” You tried instead.

“Yes, sugar?” He responded salaciously.

You closed your eyes and heaved a breath; they made it so difficult to be mad at them. “What did you two buy?”

Evan’s face spread into a cheshire cat smile. “Funny you should ask, darling.” And with a flourish, he and Barty unceremoniously dumped the bags out onto the bed leaving it covered in a menagerie of clothes, bags, perfumes, and what appeared to be boxes of jewellery. 

“But why?” You beseeched anxiously instead of saying thank you; feeling your face flush at the very loud and very expensive expression of appreciation now littering your bed. 

“Uhm, because we love you?” Barty answered as if that was somehow a trick question and he couldn’t believe it was actually that easy to answer.

“This is too much.” You responded.

“Says who?” Evan queried.

“Me.”

Barty snorted. “How’s it feel to be wrong, then?”

“Barty.”

“I don’t understand what the problem is!” He continued, raising his hands helplessly. “We have a lot of money, we have great taste, and we have you; ergo…” He said, finishing his statement by gesturing vaguely at the pile of gifts they’d purchased. 

“Great taste indeed.” Evan agreed as he held a dress up against you. “This colour looks great on you.”

“Ev, there is hardly any fabric on this dress.” You argued, causing his face to pinch in thought.

“Hm, you’re right. Okay, we can return that one if you don’t like it.” He said before shoving the dress back into one of the various bags. 

You let your eyes trace the rest of the garments littering your bed wondering if you might be able to convince them to return the rest of it too.

“No, we cannot return it all. Don’t be rude, babydoll.” Evan reprimanded, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and chidingly patting you on the arse.

“Do you like this one, Tres? I picked it because I thought it’d bring out your eyes.” Barty asked then, holding up an outfit with no shortage of excitement in his eyes that finally forced a smile from you. 

“It’s very nice, Bee; thank you.” You relented, running your fingers along the fabric up to the price tag, only to have it yanked from your grasp before you could see how much it cost.

“Perfect.” He said quickly, pulling the tag from the garment and shoving it into his pocket. “You can wear this one tonight; we have reservations at the new restaurant downtown at 8:30!”

Silence returned to the room once they both left and you let out a slow breath, shaking your head in fondness as you looked at the many gifts they’d splurged on for you. 

There wasn’t even any reason, which always somehow made it feel that much more special; they didn’t go out shopping because it was your birthday or a holiday; they simply went shopping because they were thinking of you, saw things you might like, and bought it just because they could. 

You were a lucky girl, and you’d go so far as to call yourself spoiled, which you were sure was exactly what Evan and Barty wanted you to be even if you made it quite difficult to do so. 

“Oh, and if you do wear that outfit Barty picked out tonight,” Evan added, sticking his head in the doorway, “there’s a matching Hermés bag to go with it, too.”

He didn’t even have a chance to see your mouth open in shock or hear your horrified “Evan!” before he was shutting the door behind him and taking off down the hall.

Spoiled indeed.

[nikolai-alexi]

Am I currently writing an exceptionally smutty and kinky fic with poly Jegulus, Rosekiller, Regulus x Barty x Evan (do they have a ship name??), Darksun, Bartylus, Rosechaser, and Jegulus x Rosekiller? Perhaps. Is anyone other than me going to enjoy it? Probably not. Will that stop me? Absolutely not. Do I ship most of them together legitimately? No, but they’re all hot and I think I’ve read nearly every smutfic available with them in their separate ships and together so here we are. Should I be ashamed? 100% but I’m definitely not. Send help.

[jaylienpotter]

*~Masterlist~*

¦ Jaylienpotter on Ao3 ¦

¦ Intro on alt: @boyswillbebugs ¦

¦ Bellatrix RP: @bestblacksister ¦

Ao3 multichapter: Shedded Snake

(TW: r*pe/non-con; read tags and notes!)

Regulus Black's life changed when he was raped by his best friend and roommate Barty Crouch Jr. Not wanting to ruin the environment of their shared friend group, he kept the traumatic event to himself. The only one who knew about it was, surprisingly, his brother's best friend, James Potter, after a confrontation in the hallway. Follow Reg as he tries to overcome and heal from the trauma, while falling for the one helping him in this journey.

Ao3 multichapter: For you, anything

James Potter's life turns upside down when Lily - his wife and mother of their two year old son - asked for a divorce. Will he lose himself in the midst of a failed marriage and joined custody? Sirius Black has been in love with his best friend for over a decade. After offering for James and his son Harry - Sirius's godson - to move in, will he manage to keep his feelings a secret?

Prompt tumblr blogs

A list of tagged tumblr blogs that give you prompts! Both Marauders-based (general or specific ships) and unspecified/general prompts. Hope it's helpful!

Prongsfoot Bingo

A challenge to complete a set of 16 prompts about James x Sirius

The bingo card

Raising Harry snippet

Mutual Coming Out (Ao3)

Any Fandom AU Bingo

A challenge to complete a set of 9 prompts about Alternate Universes

The bingo card

Let them be

A small collection of 9 chapters/parts, each one about a character and their relationship with gender, sexuality, feminism, or love.

Let boys wear trousers

Let boys wear skirts

Let people want both

Let people want none

Standalones

Prompts or something random that I remembered turned into one-shots, not connected to each other. Not including those short chats.

Jegulus proposal

James gets trans Reg a dick (light NSFW, fluff)

Lily and Sirius sibling problems solidarity

Jegulus "don't go" prompt

Rosekiller brews amortentia

Sirius finds out about Jegulus

Jegulus raise Harry

Coffee shop AU Jegulus

Drunk Regulus confesses

Trans Regulus runs away

Jegulus breakup

Trans Regulus and intimacy (fluff, implied sex)

Regulus is taken in by the Potters

Prongsfoot (romantic) meet through pottery

James can't stop thinking about stranger Sirius Black (prongsfoot)

Muggle AU James crushing on artist Sirius

Prongsfoot (romantic) bonding over text

James meets Sirius's friends at his birthday (prongsfoot)

Sirius approves of Jegulus

James gives Lily a sweet bday gift (Jily)

Regulus defends James to Lily

Harry Oblivious Potter (Golden Trio Era)

Never Have I Ever ft. poly arrangements (Ao3)

Snippets of WIP Rock 'N' Roll Suicide

The fic (not published yet) is Wolfstar, mostly canon-compliant, focuses on Sirius as a person and his character growth.

Very heavy but most of the posts on tumblr will be of more casual parts of the fic.

Quidditch teams debate

James finds out Sirius bottoms (light NSFW)

Wolfstar coming out to James

Eclipse WIP

James is a single dad and Harry has advanced cancer. He wishes to meet his favourite author before he dies (R.A.B). Regulus agrees to it and falls in love with James.

E-mail to the author

Headcanons

My personal headcanons/theories about the characters :)

My personal ships

Blind Regulus

Peter Pettigrew headcanons

Different ships in cottages

Marauders Era dancing AU/headcanons ft. reggiecantswimm (a thread)

Marauders Era health headcanons

Lesbian Wolfstar

Alcoholic Remus Lupin (TW: addiction)

Prongstail (James x Peter) hcs

Regulus and Lily friendship

Marauders and the Holidays

Ideas I won't write

Feel free to use them as long as you credit me and tag me (I wanna read!)

Remus goes back in time

Two dimensions cross

Formation of Jegulily [might write]

Toxic mix of Wolfstar, Starchaser and (one-sided?) Prongsfoot

Smut (NSFW)

Fics/scenes/one-shots with explicit sex (check the TW/CW)

Wolfstar chastity cage (Ao3)

Jegulus kitchen sex (Ao3)

Wolfstar x James threesome (Ao3)

Dead Dove

Fics/scenes/one-shots with themes considered dark, problematic and/or taboo. Mind the tags. DL;DR

Knife play Rosekiller (Ao3) (smut)

Regulus tells James he was SA (Ao3) (TW: past sexual assault)

One-sided Regulus/Sirius (Ao3 exclusive) (TW: MCD)

Sirius finds Jegulus sex tapes (Ao3 exclusive) (smut)

Veritaserum sex James/Regulus/Sirius (Ao3 exclusive) (smut)

[tiredofthehumanlife]

Woodpecker? More like I wood slob on that pecker

Part one

Barbie dolls: rosekiller x gn! Reader

Word : 3.8k

Summary: you guys bang in the woods after making your relationship official

Warnings: you like bones, semi public sex, sex outside, Evan draws Barty's blood with syringe bc of this post you don't watch tho bc you don't like needles, you give Barty head, Evan is kinda mean to Barty but alas tis the crumbling of the sugary bread circle, Barty is blindfolded, food play with honey, yk I had to eat a spoon of honey for this fucking fic, also I started writing this in the summer but I missed fall so I wrote it with like the senses of fall and now it's just in time for kinktober so yay!, Evan likes sticking his fingers in ppl's mouths, also only Barty finishes again stg I don't mean to do this, Evan slaps Barty's hip once, you bite Barty once, you're more soft dom while Evan is more mean Dom and Barty is a pussy sub I said sub,you don't like Evan putting his hand on the back of your head, Barty bites Evan and Evan is like 🤭, Barty get degraded and slightly restrained, there is like two+ thousand more of this that I decided not to include bc I couldn't finish it depression and all that jazz, lil bit of dumbification yk the word I'm trying to make, you swallow, yeah

After your night in Evan’s bed, you three were trapped in some form of limbo. You were stuck between dating and just being friends that also happened to have hooked up. Granted your night was a little more adventurous than your average hookup, but the heart scar you left on Barty’s hip still peaked out when he stretched. You obviously still talked to them but it felt like there was an awkward unclear air between you three. If you were ever left alone by your friends you just looked around the room as you sat in silence. 

So after weeks of breathing in the awkward pollution in the air, Evan and Barty told you to meet them near the Black Lake. You thought it was a little odd but you assumed they’d use this as an oppurtunnity to clear up the relationnship confusion. 

The sun was slowly slipping down, you still had daylight to kill but it wouldn’t be much longer until sunset.  Curfew had recently been pushed back by an hour or two for older students, meaning people could still wander the grounds at this time and that you and your not-boyfriends-boyfriends weren’t breaking any rules. As you approached the tree they set you saw the aforementioned not-boyfriends-boyfriends leaning against the bark. Barty was staring up at the branches above them, the top of his head pressed to the tree. Evan had his arms crossed and stared at the ground, his chin inching towards his chest. 

You stomped your feet a little harder on the dead leaves to announce your arrival.  They both looked up or in Barty’s case down, smiling at you. You returned the look, bouncing on the balls of your feet. Evan motioned for you to come closer. 

“We have something to show you,” Evan whispered. 

“Is it…a million dollars?” Barty groaned at your poor attempt to make a joke. 

“No,” Evan said, rolling his eyes. Barty moved behind you, covering your eyes with his hands. You lightly rested your fingers over his. You dragged your feet a little more. Evan pulled you forward by the fabric of your shirt, Barty’s feet shuffling akwardly behind you. Eventually, you felt Evan drop his hold and Barty’s fingers move from your eyes. You glanced around trying to catch up with what you were looking at. 

You were surrounded mostly by trees, the Black Lake on one side and trees on the other three. The ground was covered in fallen leaves. In front of you were what appeared to be bones in the air. You slowly stepped through them, wanting a closer look. There was more than there should be, to be perfectly honest. You recognized ribs and a few that could possibly be phalenges. You tapped one with your finger, watching as it swung back aand forth on its clear string. You followed the sting, staring up at the tree above you. You looked back down at the large collection of bones slightly swaying in the air. When the one you tapped, knocked into its neighbor it reminded you of a hollow wood whindchime. You turned back looking at Evan and Barty awakwardly standing next to each other. 

“They’re animal.” Evan clarified. 

“Yeah, we couldn’t get human unfortunetly,” Barty muttered. You found that hard to believe, but you didn’t mind. You looked back at the bones, finding them pretty. The slipping sun gave them a lighting that made you want to paint them to keep the image forever. You smiled at the bones, glancing back at Evan and Barty. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a strung up skull. You rushed over, gently holding it in your palm. You stared into the empty eye sockets before turning and twisting it this way and that. You smiled at it. You looked over at Evan and Barty, snuggling the strung up animal skull to your chest. 

“It’s beautiful. I love it.” You said, watching their shoulders relax. You looked back to the small skull, really hoping you could keep some of the bones. 

“We wanted to ask you if you would be more than our friend,” Evan said. 

“Not friends with benefits, I did that once. I want to like hold hands with you and do all the sappy shit.” Barty added, shoving his hands in his pockets. You hummed. 

“Can I keep some of the bones?” You asked, feeling quite attached to the little skull in your hands. Evan and Barty shared a look before shrugging. 

“Could we maybe make matching jewlery with some of them as our first couple arts and crafts night?” Barty raised an eyebrow, hoping you said yes. Evan nodded next to him. 

“There are a few I feel a tad attached to,” Evan muttered. 

”We absolutely can make matching jewelry. Also Evan you can have any of them except for the skull that I’m holding right now.” Barty pumped his fist in the air. Evan smiled at you, tilting his head to the side. 

“How kind.” Evan moved towards you, kissing your cheek and resting his hand on your elbow. “There’s one more thing.” You hummed, turning your attention to him. Barty disappeared behind a tree before returning with a picnic basket. You looked back at Evan. 

“It’s past dinner, Evan.” He nodded. 

“Not that kind of picnic.” Evan helped Barty lay out the blanket he pulled out from the basket. After the blanket was laid out under the floating bones and over the crunching leaves, Evan returned to your side and Barty started to dig through the basket. Evan stood next to you, pressing his nose to your temple. 

“I’m going to have Barty strip. I think you’d enjoy the presents in our basket but if you want out, now's the time.” Evan whispered, his breath warming the side of your face. You watched Barty digging through the basket, wondering what on earth he was looking for. You didn’t know what was hiding in the little woven basket but knowing of their shoebox you couldn’t ignore the shiver of excitement that tiptoed down your spine. You felt a grin grow on your face. You turned your head, millimeters from Evan’s. He gave you a light smile, nodding. 

“Yeah?” Evan asked. You nodded, leaning closer to him. 

“Yeah.” Evan closed the gap between you two, pulling you closer by your shirt. You heard Barty make a dissaproving sound. 

“Uh, guys. What the hell? You know I’m the one who came up with the bones idea, I should be getting kissed first.” Evan let out a huff through his nose, puffing air on your cheek. He pulled back just enough to talk, keeping his eyes closed. 

“Don’t be a brat, Barty. Go ahead and strip for us, love.” You heard Barty groan, anoyed at Evan’s words. You heard shuffiling as Barty seemed to follow Evan’s orders. Evan met your lips again. Your hands gripped onto his forearms as his tongue slipped past your lips. 

“Totally unjust,” Barty muttered. You heard leaves crunching under his movements. Evan’s lips twitched against yours. Evan fully pulled back, letting you catch your breath. You glanced over at Barty to find him stark naked and lying on his back on top of the blanket. You hummed. Evan glanced back at you, leading you towards the blanket by your hand. You sank to your knees next to Barty’s side. You caressed his cheek. 

“Hello, pretty boy. How are things?” He hummed. 

“Cold.” You gave him a pitying whine. You glanced up at Evan to find him holding up a syringe and a rubber strip. 

“Oh fuck that, I don’t do needles.” You said, sitting back on your heels. Evan pouted at you. 

“Don’t look, I’ll tell you when I’m done,” Evan said. Barty was grinnign up at you, his legs bouncing with excitement. You turned around, looking at the oranges and pinks painting the sky with the setting sun. You heard Barty squeeling, wondering what Evan was doing to him back there. Eventually, within a few minutes, Evan called to you. You turned bacck around. Barty had a bandaid slapped over his inner elbow and his eyes looked droopier. 

“What’d you do?” You asked, pushing Barty’s hair back from his forehead. Evan dropped the syringe into the basket. 

“Drew his blood,” Evan said with a slight smile on his lips. He paused when he noticed your confusion. “It makes him a little delirious. It’s okay, we’ve perfected this, he’ll be fine.” You nodded, looking down at Barty’s dopey smile. You glanced back at the horizon, noticing someone on the other side of the Black Lake, throwing rocks in. You could barely make anything out about them but you worried they’d be able to notice the naked Barty-sized blob. 

“Evan,” He hummed, digging through the basket again. “Someone could see us.” Evan nodded at you. 

“That’s entirely the point,” Evan said, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. 

“Right, no I knew that.” You looked down at Barty, knocking his cheek with your knuckle. He hummed, tilting his head towards you. Evan pulled out a strip of black fabric. Evan reached over and tapped Barty on the back of his head. Barty lifted his head, craning his neck up in a position that didn’t look comfortable. Evan wrapped the fabric, which you now realised was infact a blindfold, around Barty’s head. He tied it on the back of Barty’s head, avoiding his hair. Barty dropped his head back when Evan’s hands went back to the basket. You noticed Barty tilting his head from side to side, adapting to the loss of his sight. You leaned down to softly kiss him. Barty hummed, pushing his head further up towards you. You pulled back, ignoring Barty’s whine. 

You looked up at Evan to see him holding a bottle of honey and staring at you very seriously. He opened the bottle and held it over Barty’s exposed chest, without breaking eye contact. You raised an eyebrow when he squeezed the bottle, letting the honey drip down onto Barty. His eyes unwavered from yours. Evan looked away from you, dipping his pointer and middle finger in the heap of honey above Barty’s belly button. Evan pushed his fingers past Barty’s lips. Barty’s cheeks hollowed. You glanced at Evan, watching his eyes flutter for a second. Evan pulled his fingers out of Barty’s mouth, dragging them down Barty’s chin. Barty’s tonuge shot out, brushing against his chin. Evan dipped his fingers back into the honey before holding them out in your direction. 

You leaned forward, resting your hands on Barty’s stomach for your balance, You opened your mouth letting Evan press his fingers against your tongue. You wrapped your lips around them, swiping your tongue around the pads of his fingers. Evan stared at you, reaching out with his other hand to grip your chin. You finished cleaning his fingers, opening your mouth. He pulled his fingers away, leaning forward to lightly peck your lips. 

“Bee,” Barty hummed in response, jerking his head in Evan’s direction. “We’re going to lick the honey off you and I want you to guess who is where. If you use your beautiful brain and get it right four times in a row, we might reward you. Okay?” Evan asked. He used his mocking tone that made you glad you weren’t Barty at the moment. Barty's head bobbed. 

“I can do it, Rosie, I can. Promise.” Barty said, nodding his head aggressively. Evan leaned down to Barty’s stomach, lapping at the honey there. Barty whispered Evan’s name. Evan hummed approvingly as he pulled back, leaving Barty’s skin clean. Evan handed you the bottle of honey. You leaned over to Evan’s side without touching Barty. You squeezed out a line of honey that traveled under his pec before reaching up toward his sternum. You quietly handed the bottle back to Evan. You leaned down, mimicking Evan’s tongue movments on Barty’s sternum. Barty waited for a second, thinking before whispering your name. You pulled back, surprised he got it. 

Evan moved to the side of Barty’s chest as you pulled Barty’s nipple on his other side into your mouth. You noticed Barty’s bare hips bucking up into the cold night air. You pinched his side when he didn’t guess fast enough. Barty guessed wrong, making Evan pull back and smack his lips dissaprovingly. Barty whined in response. 

Barty kept guessing and guessing and guessing. He’d get so close to finally having someone touch his leaking cock but then he’d guess wrong on the fourth one and have to start over. You were honestly getting tired of the flowery taste of honey in your mouth by the time he finally got it, not without plenty of whining. Evan closed the honey setting it behind the basket. Barty jerked his head in your direction. 

“Did I get it? No?” Barty mumbled, pointing his head towards Evan. Evan ignored his question, instead swiping his tongue up Barty's length. Barty moaned, jerking at the touch. 

“I think you got it right, Barty.” You said, reaching out to lightly pinch Barty's cheek. Evan started to take more of Barty's cock into his mouth. You watched in fascination, not horniness as Evan started moving his hand and mouth in tandem up and down, along Barty. You glanced at Barty's face, finding him digging his teeth into his bottom lip. 

You reached out and pushed his chin down, letting his mouth fall open and his moans slip out. You decided to help Evan reward Barty for being such a smart boy. You slipped your hand between Barty's legs, staying out of Evan's way. You played with Barty's balls while Evan kept his warm mouth around him. You kept one hand between Barty's legs as you swirled your tongue around one of his nipples. Barty jerked his hips up. You heard Evan choke and a resounding slap followed. You glanced back at Evan to find a red mark on Barty's hip, right above the little heart. 

You trailed gentle kisses down to the red mark, lightly kissing up the red lines from Evan's fingers. Barty whimpered above you both. You pulled back to find Evan staring at you while his saliva made Barty's erection glimmer in the poor lighting. 

You ignored him, silently hoping you hadn't pissed him off. You moved up to Barty's face, bringing him into a kiss. You swallowed his moans. His touch whispered over your forearm. You weren't exactly used to him using his hands at a time like this, last time his hands were bound above his head. You found his hand with yours, intertwining your fingers. You pulled back, finding Evan's eyes again. He closed them, putting all his attention on Barty's cock again. 

You moved to Barty's neck, pulling some of the skin there between your lips. You felt Barty's moans vibrate against your lips. You kissed down to his hip, keeping your hand busy between his legs. You pulled his scarred skin into your mouth, running your tongue over Evan's initials. You stopped when you knew that area would be purple for the upcoming days. You watched Evan hollow his cheeks, making Barty push his head back. You hoped that the person throwing rocks had gone inside by now, really only wanting you and Evan to hear your boyfriend's moans. 

Evan pulled back to swirl his tongue around Barty's tip, before quickening his pace. Barty arched his back, his hips running away from Evan. You removed your hand from Barty's balls, instead opting to hold his hips down. Barty seemed to enjoy that, a small smile twitching on his lips. You bit his side in a reprimanding manner. Evan looked like he tried to smile at you but it's harder with his mouth full. You tapped Evan's cheek. 

Evan pulled back from Barty, wiping at the saliva on his chin. Barty whined, throwing his arms out to his sides in frustration. You and Evan swapped places. Evan hummed disapprovingly, making Barty pout. You gently kissed along Barty's, now wet, dick. Barty sighed, happy to have anybody’s mouth near his cock. 

Barty was starting to take notice of the differences between the way you and Evan treated him during sex. Evan was always a little rough around the edges, pushing and prodding to get what he wanted, mocking Barty's moans and calling him mean names. 

You felt softer, kissing at the red marks from Evan, cooing at him in sympathy, telling him he was good, taking your time to get Barty off. He was enjoying the balance and whiplash he got from it.

You were gently gliding your tongue over his tip. Barty dropped his elbow over his eyes, not that it would do anything he was still blindfolded. Evan started nibbling at Barty's side. You parted your lips over Barty's cock head, tracing over his slit with your pointed tongue. 

Barty hummed. You slowly pushed him further past your lips in response. You followed the bottom of his dick with your tongue, moving back up. You let one of your hands slip back to his balls while the other followed your mouth. Evan rested his hand on the back of your head. You furrowed your eyebrows glaring up at him. Evan raised an eyebrow at you in a way that reminded you of when Barty would try to steal off Evan’s plate. Evan pressed his lips together, dissaprovingly. Your hand left Barty’s balls, coming up to swat Evan’s hand away. Evan sucked his teeth, his lips forming into a snarl. You glared at him before closing your eyes and keeping your focus on Barty. 

You swirled your tongue around Barty’s sensitive head, before fully enveloping him with your mouth. You kept the pace of your head in tandem with Barty’s breathing. You peeked open an eye to find Evan tweaking both of Barty’s nipples and whispering in his ear. You doubted he was saying anything nice. Barty enjoyed it though, knocking his head into Evan’s shoulder. When you quickened your pace, Barty’s lips parted. Barty sank his teeth into the fabric of Evan’s shirt, biting down on his shoulder. You opened both your eyes when you heard Evan moan. 

Within your experience, you’ve heard Evan moan much less than Barty. Barty seemed to moan with just a few insults. You wanted Barty to bite Evan more so he’d squirm in response. You moved your tongue in more complicated patterns on Barty’s soft skin. Barty’s chest jerked towards Evan. Evan seemed disappointed, quickly traveling his hands around the picnic blanket to find Barty’s wrists. Evan held Barty’s hands together, pressing them towards his heart. Barty didn’t seem upset with being restrained as long as he got to touch Evan. 

Barty removed his mouth from Evan's shoulder. Barty rested his cheek on it instead, his black blindfold pointed up at his face. Evan hummed, pressing his nose against Barty’s cheekbone. 

“Are they treating you well? Hm, needy boy?” Evan whispered, with a mocking tone. Barty whined, squirming and twisting his wrists in Evan’s hold. Evan furrowed his eyebrows, tapping his finger against Barty's hand. 

“Answer me, slut. Come on, Barty. I know you can,  you and that pretty brain of yours, hm?” Barty whimpered, pressing his face into Evan’s chest. 

“ ‘s good. Feels nice, good. It’s good, Rosie.” Barty rubbed his face against Evan’s shirt. Evan sighed dissaprovingly. 

“176 IQ and all you can come up with is ‘it’s good. Feels nice’? Wow, you really are just a dumb whore aren’t you?” Evan smacked his lips, an unsettiling grin spreading across his face. Barty seemed to really like that comment, his hips jutting up. He made you cough around his cock. You let your teeth scrape his length for just a second, enough to reprimand him. Barty whined, trying to seek comfort in Evan only to find him tightening his hold on Barty’s wrists. 

“You liked that, didn’t you? Oh you’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you? You wanna be called stupid, hm?” EVan whispered into Barty’s ear. Though it wasn’t quiet, you heard all of it. You imgined Barty would’ve rolled his eyes. Evan moved both of Barty’s wrists into one hand. Evan slipped two fingers of his other hand past Barty’s lips. 

“You’re too loud. Just never shut your fucking mouth do you?” Barty whined around Evan’s fingers. You moved your mouth faster. Barty’s eybrows furrowed over the blindfold, his mouth parting over Evan’s fingers. Evan was pressing down on Barty’s tongue. As you hollowed your cheeks, Barty moaned. Though it was messy, Evan’s fingers were in the way. 

With a particularly mean comment from Evan, a particularly good massage of Barty’s balls from your hand, and a particularly good swipe of your tongue, Barty was squealing and cumming down your throat. You swallowed, though a little slipped out the corner of your mouth. 

You slowly and gently pulled away, not wanting to overstimulate Barty yet. Evan released Barty’s wrist, moving to hold Barty against his chest. Evan gently swept some of Barty’s sweaty hair away from his temples, letting Barty catch his breath. You sat next to Evan, pulling Barty’s legs into your lap. Evan looked over at you. 

Evan pulled his hand away from Barty’s hair, coming up to wipe the corner of your mouth. You looked at him questioning. Evan nudged your nose with his, giving you a gentle smile. 

“You did so well.” He muttered, not really wanting poor Barty to overhear. You felt your face warm a little, feeling a tad like you were put on the spot. 

“Yeah?” Evan nodded, his forehead almost hitting yours. 

“Mm hm.” You smiled brightly, lurching forward to kiss Evan. He returned the fever, moving his lips with yours. You tugged him closer by the back of his neck, letting the taste of Barty flood his mouth too. Evan let out a breath through his nose in response, his chest settiling down. You felt Barty stir from his post orgasm haziness. You pulled back to look at your poor boyfriend, shivering a little from the cold. Evan gently knocked Barty’s jaw with his finger. 

“Do you want the blindfold off, Baby?” You whisperd to Barty, running a soothing hand up and down his leg. Barty’s head bobbed up and down. Evan gently slid the blindfold off, throwing it in the general direction of the basket. Barty’s eyes squinted from the abrupt addition of light. Evan ran a soothing hand along Barty’s arm. Barty’s eyes adjusted, and a small smile grew on his face as he looked up at Evan. He moved his focus over to you. Barty sat up out of Evan’s hands. Barty grinned at you, moving forward to press his lips to the corner of your mouth. 

“You’re so amzing.” His words pressed their backs against each other, flowing together. You shrugged. 

“It’s not that crazy.” You said while cupping his cheeks. Evan joined you two on your side, pulling his fingers through Barty’s hair. You both whispered praises into Barty’s cheeks, pecking his skin all over the place. After your crafting date, you had lovely matching necklaces and a lovely wind chime. 

Was the title good or no I feel like it wasn't my best

[novvabee]

i love the marauders and i wanna start writing for them. i have like no posts and this is a second account so please bear with me