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crimsonlovebartylus · 1 month
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thinking about how barty always sleeps shirtless while regulus sleeps with a shirt on, but barty is so obsessed with feeling regulus skin underneath his palm that he pulls regulus shirt up a bit and puts his palm on his belly and caresses regulus skin gently, snuggles up on him while putting his ear by regulus heart and it's the only way barty goes to sleep easily.
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hailstorm1816 · 24 days
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As we know, Regulus is almost always grumpy, and even when he is happy, he still looks like an angry cat. I feel like whenever he would be miserable a little too much, Barty would always try to make him feel better.
It started in the middle of first year, when Regulus was going through a depression episode (he was upset about Sirius ignoring him), and Barty wanted nothing more than to make Regulus happy. He tried multiple things. He got him candy, hexed Sirius, and pranked the marauders, but nothing was helping.
One day, when Barty came into the dorm, he saw Regulus' bed with all the curtains closed around it and a silencing charm around it. He immediately knew something was up and asked Regulus to let him sit on the bed with him. After some convincing, Regulus opened the curtains and dragged Barty onto his bed, and quickly closed the curtains for privacy. Barty could tell Regulus had been crying because of his red eyes and stuffy nose. It wasn't even a minute later when Regulus started to break down. Barty, of course, was a bit freaked out since Regulus never showed any emotion at all (the only way he knew he was depressed was because of how distracted Regulus was and because he wasn't reading late at night but just staring at the wall). As Regulus sobbed, he started to cry about how worthless he felt now that Sirius wasn't around him and that he would never be good enough. After listening to Regulus cry his heart out, Barty finally got over his shock and did the first thing that he could think of. He hugged him.
Regulus froze for a minute out of shock because the only person who had ever hugged him was Sirius more than a year ago, but after getting over his shock, he leaned into Barty and continued to cry. Even after he had stopped, he still cuddled with Barty on his bed and refused to let go (not that Barty was complaining or trying to get him off of him) until they heard Evan's footsteps coming towards their dorm.
Ever since then, whenever Regulus was even the slightest bit upset, him and Barty would cuddle for hours on end until they were forced to let go because of classes or other people to close to their hiding spots for their liking.
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daemyra-writes · 10 days
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what about a bartylus au where kreacher disobeys regulus in the cave and last minute saves him.
panicked, kreacher takes him to the only place where he knows regulus would feel safe and it’s barty crouch jr’s place, but then voldemort finds out about regulus defecting and puts the word out to his followers to find regulus.
evan risks his own neck by tipping barty crouch jr off (because he knows if regulus went into hiding, barty would go with him). evan knows he wouldn’t be able to flee with them because 2 defected DE’s is bad enough, let alone 3. so he stays, knowing he can slip information to them from the inside. oo, spy evan??
so, together bartylus flee to france with what little amount of savings they have and find a small cottage in a remote area. barty who hides them with the fidelius charm (i imagine pandora would have offered to be the secret keeper) while regulus recovers and they plot to hunt down the rest of the horcruxes.
bartylus who make a home in france, even after the war is won. barty crouch jr who learns to speak french. regulus who then gets a muggle job at the local bakery and brings home fresh pastries and bread every day. maybe they also eventually get married ??
anyway. bartylus 💗🫶🏻
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barty is really insecure and struggles to fully believe that people genuinely like him and want to be with him. he will often close up and isolate himself, especially from Regulus because he feels guilty, when he feels like he's not worthy of love or feels like someone else could be doing better as a friend and boyfriend.
regulus genuinely doesn't mind consoling him, but it does take a bit of work because Barty is silent about how much he's been thinking about these things until it gets to be too much and he snaps before he disappears, usually to go help with animals in the Care of Magical Creatures classroom.
regulus always finds him immediately, usually stopping by the kitchens to ask the house elves for some strawberries before he goes and sits with barty. they don't talk immediately, usually just sitting there silently while barty eats the strawberries regulus brought him. that's already a show of love from him, and it comforts barty a little. enough to help him breathe and relax and properly calm himself before he can start talking about the actual problem.
when he does start talking, it feels like he can't stop, it feels like a flood. regulus never interrupts him, only takes his hand and rubs the back of it gently and listens intently. and finally, finally, when barty is done and he feels like someone is stepping on his chest, regulus lifts his hand to kiss it. he kisses the backs of both hands and all of his knuckles. he doesn't drop barty's hands when he moves to press light kisses to his forehead, his nose, and his eyes. he kisses the bruises on his face, the corners of his mouth before finally pressing the most gentle kiss to his lips.
when he's done, he'll lean back and smile softly at barty. "I do love you. I love you so much it scares me, so much that l am scared to lose you. I'm sorry I made you feel like I don't want you. I do. I enjoy being your boyfriend, you make me happy and I never want to be happy with anyone but you. You don't try and change me, you see me and love me for who I am. You make me feel safe, Barty. it has been so long since I've felt safe with another person, but you make me feel like nothing bad could ever happen to me. You make me know that anytime I'm hurt, you'll be right next to me, scraped up all to hell from trying to fight whatever has harmed me. You're mine, and I'm yours and nothing will ever change that."
and barty knows he's telling the truth, can tell by the sure look in his eyes and the firm grip on his hands. he realises that regulus would never hurt him, and he feels so much lighter than he has in nearly a month.
"I love you. Thank you," he'll whisper. regulus will kiss him again and whisper back, "I love you more than you'll ever be able to realise. maybe more than I will ever be able to realise."
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row - @bartylusmicrofic - words: 1,180 - rating: explicit
Before Barty can get a word in edgewise, the wall behind him explodes in cloud of dust and plaster and wood and he has to duck for cover to avoid getting knocked out. Because, he thinks, there is no way he’s going to allow Regulus to win this one on the mere grounds of being unable to fight back due to lack of consciousness. He’s not going to go down without a fight, and if he has to take Regulus down with him, then so be it. It’s always been a secret dream of Barty’s for them to kill each other, to die together. There’s something darkly sinister and romantic about it, he thinks.
And when the dust clears, Regulus Black is gone.
‘What the actual fuck,’ Barty breathes, ‘was that?’
‘Well,’ Evan says, eyeing Barty like for all his intelligence, he’s still the stupidest creature in all four corners of the wizarding world, ‘I’m not exactly an authority on what is considered “socially acceptable” or “normal” in any sense of the word…but I do believe it’s not “normal” or “acceptable” to ask your best friend to sleep with you when you’re shagging your other best friend. Especially when said other best friend is Regulus Black.’
‘We always sleep together! Like that’s anything new. Sleep. Sleeping. Sleeping, not fucking. Actual genuine sleep.’ And a little bit (or a lot, if he’s honest) of cuddling too, but that’s also nothing new. It’s also something Barty knows will probably not help his case right now.
So sue him, he likes to cuddle. So fucking what.
It means nothing. Regulus could have joined them and cuddled too.
Evan laughs. And when Evan laughs, a truly rare event, Barty knows he’s very likely up shit creek without a paddle. ‘Sure, that’s true. Before you were dating Regulus Black.’
Barty pauses, frowns. ‘We’re dating?’ he asks. Because he hasn’t quite been able to figure out this new dynamic he has with Regulus, other than that it’s messy and involves a lot of nudity, a lot of arguments and a lot of orgasms. And, really, he’s completely here for all of the above.
‘Well, you’re certainly fucking. Every chance you get. And Regulus is possessive and wants to kill you. And you’re utterly clueless and being a menace. And between the two of you, you’ve managed to blow several holes in our house and collectively traumatise all of our neighbours. So I’d say that sounds a lot like dating to me. But who am I to make assumptions.’ 
‘Oh shit, you’re right, he tried to kill me,’ Barty realises, glancing over his shoulder wide-eyed to where Regulus has likely departed for his bedroom. ‘He tried to kill me.’ And then, louder, angrier, ‘The son of a whore just tried to kill me!’
Evan just rolls his eyes and drops down on to the couch, which is now dusty with the ghost of Regulus’s murderous tantrum. ‘Oh, for fucks sake…’
Barty takes the stairs two-by-two, wand in hand, because this is completely unacceptable. Regulus will not be doing any killing alone. Any killing committed within the borders of their ‘apparently dating slash relationship’ will be instigated and enacted by Barty, unless Regulus were to agree that the aforementioned killing be entirely mutual. Because Barty will not rest—no, he will be a tormented soul—if some other being were to put their filthy hands on Regulus. No, if Barty is to die—and he will, if Regulus so demands it—then he is damned well taking Regulus with him.
And maybe Evan too, because it would be cruel of them to leave Evan out and to leave him all alone.
Just as Barty enters the bedroom, a spell whirls towards him and he has barely enough time to leap out of the way before it hits the wall behind him with a deafening crack.
‘You absolute fucking lunatic!’ Barty screams. He hurls a spell back at Regulus. A hex, really. The nasty kind that burns the drapes around the bed in a blast and a waft of acrid, sour, sulphuric smoke.
And normally Barty is quick and sharp-witted and clever. But Regulus is his weakness. Regulus makes him slow and stupid, because Regulus is so beautiful in his righteous fury that Barty is blinded. Distracted. Regulus is fists flying: to Barty’s face, to Barty’s stomach. Regulus is angry, angry words, yelling: ‘I hate you, you stupid cunty shit, I hate you, you stupid fucking prick.’ Regulus is promises of: ‘I swear, if you do that again, I’ll dismember your stupid fucking body and they’ll never stop finding pieces of you. Ever.’
But two can play this game. Barty will merge the two of them together, they’ll find pieces of them both forever. He presses the tip of his wand into Regulus’s stomach (because he loves Regulus’s divine face and his wicked tongue that says acid words and can do such sinful things) and says, ‘Baby, I got you, let’s do us both.’
Regulus shoves him up against the wall, a knee between Barty’s legs, hands pinning his wrists to the smooth, wooden panelling. And when he attacks Barty’s mouth, it’s all teeth and tastes metallic. And he bites and he tugs like he wants it to hurt, and Barty maps out this new territory with thrilled interest.
He likes it, he thinks, how Regulus’s hands pull at his shirt and scratch at his chest, draws blood, leaves marks.
As a teenager, Barty had quickly discovered that he really likes sex. He likes the slow kind that’s all about discovery, about new tastes, new sensations, about learning what makes Regulus moan, what makes him cry out and swear, what makes his back arch and his hips buck. 
Barty likes the hard and fast kind, the kind where he’s chasing his own pleasure, that’s intense and whites-out his brain, that has Regulus begging, and that Barty honestly thinks might lead him to truly, genuinely dying one day.
Barty is now discovering he likes the angry, hateful kind. The kind that burns and vibrates beneath his skin, leaves his blood boiling and steaming until he is nothing but rage and ash. The kind that hurts a bit in all the right ways. That bruises and leaves marks on his skin that he will wear as trophies. 
Evan is standing in the doorway of Regulus's bedroom looking more than a little bit irritated. And Barty is close. He’s so damned close it’s about to consume him and he’s sure they’ll die together, all of them. Because Regulus is on top of him, hands planted securely on Barty’s chest, his hips working sharply in rapid bursts, rocking, riding Barty with such intensity, such fervour that Barty thinks Regulus is about to take them both to the depths of heaven or hell. Barty grips the sheets, chants obscenities like a mantra, certain he is about to shatter into a million particles and transcend the physical plane to a world where only sensation exists.
Somewhere on the periphery of his consciousness, Evan mutters, ‘Oh, fuck me, I was sure you guys would be murdering each other, not fucking it out.’
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luizd3ad · 1 month
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Game Time | Poly!Bartylus x GN!Reader
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ࣪˖⤷ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ࣪ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ˖ ⤷
Pairing: Barty Crouch Jr x GN Reader x Regulus Black
WC: 700
CW: swearing, mentions of Bartys dad 🤢, modern AU, mistreatment of Sims, anxiety
Author's Note: Honestly I just got this idea bc my sims hyper fixation is coming back. The little bit of French that’s in here I got from google please tell me if it’s wrong.
Summary: Regulus comes home to you and Barty playing the sims.
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Someone tell me to stop making theses for ever fic please. I won't listen but someone should still tel me.
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Regulus had spent the day with Sirius, just catching up. 
They've been finding it harder to do so since leaving Hogwarts so they try to make it a priority to see each other as often as possible. 
He did enjoy spending time with his brother but right now all he wanted to do was go home to his partners. 
You and Barty were like a breath of fresh air to him after his social battery was drained. Just being in the presence of both of you was enough to make him feel better. 
Regulus finally crossed the threshold to his shared flat. He took his shoes and jacket off at the entrance and put them in their designated places.
But then he noticed the flat was quiet which was rare considering Barty lived there.
“Mon amours? I’m home?”
Regulus called out looking around the flat curiously. 
No one was in the living room. He didn't hear anyone in the kitchen. 
He started walking down the hall that held their shared bedroom and the guest room/ office when he heard them.
“Angel, I love you but you're wrong!”
“Watch it Crouch! Or you'll end up in the basement next..”
Regulus was only slightly taken back when he heard his partner say that to their boyfriend. 
Honestly it wouldn't be the first time he heard them say something like that.
Barty then gasped and started shirking something about ‘Never feeling so betrayed’ which was something Barty would say often. 
Regulus took a deep breath mentally preparing himself and then opened the door to the office, he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the sight in front of him.
There they were, the loves of his life hunched over the computer playing the muggle game that Remus had shown them.
‘The Sims’ he thinks it was called, but he couldn't quite remember. 
“Barty.. Did you take the ladder out of the pool again?”
Barty then gasped as if the thought was inconceivable. 
“What would make you think such a thing, angel?”
“I mean other than the fact that you've done it before? The sim’s name is Bartemius Crouch and he looks exactly like your father.”
Barty then giggles looking proud of himself. 
“Leave him there he deserves it.”
Barty says with a wide smile.
Regulus chuckles a little louder this time and shakes his head finally catching the attention of his partners.
You and Barty both turn your heads to look at Regulus. 
You send him a big smile and say.
“Hi my love, how's Sirius?”
“Sirius is fine. Now what are you two doing?”
Regulus say still standing in the doorway of the room.
“I'm trying to show our darling boyfriend that there's more to The Sims than killing the people that you wish you could kill in real life.”
“And I'm trying to show our angel that killing people in the game is the most fun you can have.”
“Wait, so you make the characters people you actually know?”
You and Barty look at each other and then look at Regulus with raised eyebrows.
“Obviously.”
Barty says looking at Regulus like it should be common sense.
“Wait so you have a character of me?”
“Of course we do.”
You say then turning back to the computer clicking on the mouse a few times and then waving Regulus over to show him a big house with sims of the three of you.
“Is this supposed to be our house?”
“Yes. Unfortunately we’re not all technically dating on here, since that's not an option.”
You explain while Barty crosses his arms while pouting and saying.
“Which is stupid.” 
Regulus just smiles at Barty and kisses his head. 
“It’s okay ​mon beau because we’re dating in real life.”
Regulus says while running his hand through his boyfriend's hair.
You and Barty spent the rest of the night showing Regulus your favorite parts of the game. 
Regulus found himself having a good time whether it was just because he got to spend time with the two of you or because he actually found the game entertaining he didn't know nor did he care.
He was just content and happy to be there.
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Things I don’t get about the marauders fandom as someone who’s been obsessed with them for literal years
1. How we let so many characters be only children?? like I get that people don’t necessarily want to make OCs but HOW did it get to this? James, Marlene, Peter, Remus, Mary, Barty, Dorcas, Alice, Frank and so many others! Idk maybe it’s just where I’m from but look me in the eyes and tell me you know that many people who don’t have siblings ALSO the ratio is so off and barely any of them have only child energy. It’s just not right.
2. How sooo many of you aren’t multi shippers. Like what do you MEAN you can only see James with Regulus and Regulus with James?? What about bartylus? what about sunrose? what about draksun/sunkiller? what about moonwater? what about jily? what about prongstail? WHAT do you read?? Aren’t you bored??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN you only have ONE ship for each character???? As a multi shipper, I can be convinced of any ship with anything ranging from a real good fic or a pretty edit to an enthusiastic rant from a random person on TikTok and it just makes things interesting. Maybe my adhd brain just needs more ships to focus on or maybe some of you just lack flexibility ( or imagination), but we need to fix this cause there aren’t enough fics with the ships I like 😭😭
3. THE SHIP NAMES. I can’t be the only one who thinks some of these suck right? Like why are we saying jegulus when starchaser and sunseeker are RIGHT THERE?? Same with jily and flowerpot, and bartylus and starkiller. ALSO some names make me wonder if some of you just haven’t grasped the concept of ship names or if I just got it all wrong cause marylily and jegulily are just annoying, why are we keeping the L in Lily? The point is to merge the names together not stick them one beside the other, I just say marily and jeguily because it rolls off the tongue so much more easily
4. The Peter erasure. I just don’t get it, it’s so easy to include him in things, you don’t have to make him a main character, but just mention him every once in awhile. Sometimes I’m reading an important scene in a fic and everyone is mentioned EXCEPT for Peter! It’s so easy, just make him roll his eyes at his friends being idiots or something. And it’s not like you’ll get his personality wrong, ALL THESE CHARACTERS PERSONALITIES WERE MADE UP BY FANS but I understand that some people lack imagination so here’s some things about Peter I like to imagine: he’s a HUGE gossip, like my man sees and hears everything and he takes notes!! He likes to randomly turn into a rat and take a nap in one of the other marauders’ pocket, he does it so much that they had to tell the girls that they had a pet rat cause they were asking too many questions. He’s really perceptive and his friends are all oblivious so it leads to funny scenarios like:
Remus & Sirius after YEARS of pining: we’re dating
Peter: I thought you guys had been together since third year?
Sirius: I’ve literally introduced you to people I was dating?!
Peter, shrugging: look mate I don’t question you lot anymore, you do whatever you want, I don’t care what you’re into, I just don’t wanna know about it
He also pulls people, like he’s really nice and will gossip to anyone who’s in his vicinity so he’s friends with basically everyone and he’s funny and pretty and he’s got charisma so he just charms everyone and when I say everyone, I mean everyone, even the slytherins have a soft spot for him (that’s how he gets accepted among the death eaters during the war actually). In pranks he’s the lookout so he often has to distract the teachers so he asks them random things and spits out half-made up facts about anything so he’s besties with most of the teachers which means he doesn’t get many detentions.
5. The Black brothers, more specifically the way the speak to each other in most fics, like they call each other “brother” so often and as someone who has a brother I’ve never called him that. Is it an anglophone thing? Like do people who speak English at home all do that or are fic writers only children?? (That would explain my first point actually) Or is it more a rich people thin?? Cause I know it’s not a francophone thing that’s for sure (also special mention to people who don’t know anything about French writing Sirius and Regulus as French speakers, I can tell you don’t know what you’re writing about but I eat it up everytime anyway)
6. This is actually just about ao3 but I WANNA BE ABLE TO LEAVE MORE KUDOS!!! I just loooooove fics but I can’t leave kudos at every single chapter and I’m bad at writing comments so I can’t show the author how much I love their work, I hate itttt 😭
7. Why there aren’t more fics about the Black family, and not just Sirius and Regulus, but Andromeda, Bellatrix and Narcissa as well like that would be so interesting and maybe like a deep dive into the Black family ideals and all that (if you have fic recs I’m all ears!!)
8. How jegulily is a pretty popular ship (which I LOVE) yet SO FEW people ship Regulus and Lily outside of it! They are a power couple and I love them and they don’t need James to work!!!
9. Why there isn’t more background Minnie x Poppy cause they are my mothers and I wanna see them moooooreeee
If you read all of this I love you 🥰 have an amazing day/night
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florsial · 4 months
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*THROWS BOOKS ON TABLE*
There isn't enough Bartylus content, I'm throwing a fit
And here's a lil playlist i made and realized gave off slight bartylus vibes<3:
Spectrum and Hot Gum gives off such bartylus vibes!!
Here are some Bartylus hcs!!!
-I do believe in canon Barty is younger than Reg by about a year but I don't really like that, so I imagine Barty is just younger than Reg by about a few months (i do what i want)
-Though they first met at a pureblood event when they were both 8 years old and Barty finds himself being pushed to talk to the sickly-looking boy who clung to Evan Rosier while his brother was being pulled away by Walburga and Orion. He didn't get to talk to Regulus at all that night, but Evan was nice.
-When he sat with Evan and Reg on the Hogwarts Express for the first time, Regulus still didn't talk to him. Just starred. It was then that Evan explained that Regulus didn't know any English, only French.
-So Barty tried to teach some to him, but since he was pretty stumped on English too, being used to Italian most of his life, it didn't do much for Reg. Though it did make him laugh.
-They started dating in their 4th year, at first it was just casual dating, neither of them actually thought they would last so long but that did. Though with a few split-ups here and there.
-Once when Regulus got extremely sick, Barty took a walk to pass the time (since Reg insisted that his boyfriend keep a distance so he wouldn't get sick too) and ran into a stray black cat. It reminded him of Reg so he took it with him and presented it to Reg who opted to name the cat Artemisia
-Regulus likes to write letters and poems so he can slip them into Barty's bag for him to read.
-Cue soft dancing between the two, they def do it in private as a way of comfort
-Barty finds random shit he thinks Reg will like and just bring it to him like a cat, Reg a has about 2 boxes for it all
-They both know exactly when the other is lying. Both of them grew up in households that would lie often so they would see through each other so quickly. This is why surprises between them are basically useless but Reg likes to do so anyway because it's the thought that counts in his head
-In my little head they ran away to elope and just never told anyone. In canon compliant, I would imagine them eloping in the middle of wartime and planning to announce it when everything was over, but it just never happened cuz Reg died.
-I think it would be more fun if it was in a muggle/modern au where shortly after Sirius runs away, Reg and Barty run away to elope and they just disappear until years later when Sirius sees his little brother who he thought was still living with his parents and the little fucker is married to the psychotic bitch who threw knives for fun in high school (i might actually write a fanfic on this holy shit)
-wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses wrist kisses tehe
-Regulus paints Barty's nails cuz Barty has shaky hands that can never keep still
-Partly blond Regulus who lets Barty dye his hair
-They like to play tag together, while on the outside it's just a sweet thing, it is always a bit more symbolic than what people think
-Regulus knows how to sew so when he sees that some articles of Barty's clothes are ripped, he takes them and fixes them up. When Barty takes notice of this, he takes care to buy Reg a bag of candy and extra kisses as payment
-I don't really see them as super chaotic more like, unnerving in the sense that someone will be like: Evan: Yo your boyfriend is creepin me out Barty: K, he does that Barty: anyways you wanna see this macabre painting I made of someone getting eaten Evan: . . .yk what sure
-Painter Barty/Writer Regulus who are each other's muses hehe
-Barty learned how to make rings out of paper clips so he would make them and just throw them at Regulus. He started making them in 3rd year and has yet to just give them to Reg. He has to throw it. Barty says it's tradition, Evan calls bullshit, and that Barty just likes seeing Regulus confused about where the ring fell on the ground (it's true)
-Regulus likes to sneak up on Barty but over time Barty has become more aware of Regulus sneaking up on him.
-They share jewelry but the vibes are always the complete opposite when they wear it so people don't realize they are wearing the same piece. Regulus would wear it in a fancy and sophisticated way and Barty would wear it in what I think of as the "dirtbag" way (idk how else to describe forgive me)
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eekshade · 6 months
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Dating Barty
Barty Crouch Jr x m!reader
Warnings/Info: headcanon format, i made this for his (fake hc) birthday on Oct 27th, bartylus besties, internalized homophobia, not much else I think
- the two of you are in separate friend groups so you don't talk much until slughorn places you two in a group together
- he is a little mean at the start, soft teasing mostly but if you match is energy then hes immediately smitten, although he doesn't realize it
- the two of you start talking in passing more, small smiles as you pass by, hi's when you linger near eachother
- he asks if you want to study with him
- those little study sessions quickly become routine
- he starts to realize his own feelings
- it takes him a little while to warm up to the thought of liking a guy
- he has such a hard time on your study dates, he doesn’t learn anything so when he gets back to his room he has to re go over everything
- he invites you to hang out with and his friends in hogsmade
- you have to gain regulus's approval before he asks you out for real (he usually doesn't care, but this feels more...feelings)
- regulus is a little uncomfortable that a person he doesn't know is with them, but quickly warms up when you bond over one of his interests (reading, painting, quidditch, etc.)
- after you part ways barty is trying to nonchalantly ask what they thought of you
"I didn't mind him, he's got good taste in [shared interest] at least." -reg
"Yeah, seems like a nice enough guy lol." -evan
- they tease him a bit over this whole thing but he ignores them by walking faster
"You can't hide from your fweelings Barty!" -evan
- hes a nervous reck totally calm getting ready for your guys' (hopefully) last platonic study date
- he dispite his nervous behavior, he's actually quite confident, having watched your mannerisms around him
- he wasted no time asking when you met up
- he said it so calmly you had to do a double take
- you agree of course
- now onto the acual dating!!
- it takes him a while to open up about his family life, you knew it wasn't good for a while because of his jokes about it
- the first time he cried in front of you was when he was trying to explain his family dynamic
- and how because of that he doesn't know what a real relationship looks like, and he doesn't want to disappoint you
- he apologizes when he's done, he isn't use to crying in front of others
- the two of you continue your study dates but they now are in a dorm intead of the library
- they are now mostly barty kissing you all over your face and neck, to make up for all the times he wasn't able to because of him denying his feelings
"Come on focus, the test is on friday."
"Uhh I hink I'll pass." he laches onto where your shoulders and neck connect
"What happened? You used to study all the time."
"I was just doing that to be close to you, now I can be closer" he mumbles into you
- he taught himself how to play the guitar, and loves to practice while you study
- as said prior he knows how to play the guitar, and he really wants to learn the electric guitar but hasn't been able to buy one
- get him one for his birthday/the holidays/just because, he'll try and play it cool but he's actually crying inside
- he always calls reg a nerd for reading so much (and you if you read), but he secretly loves horror books
- cuddle with him while he reads and he'll melt completely
- speaking of cuddling, he switches the positions every night
- he trys to be big spoon to try and be more "masculine"
- but if you force him to be the little spoon once, he is never going back
- he loves you dearly but opts to have a private relationship
- only your and his inner circles knowing about it
- I don't know how to end this lmao
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a-lilypad · 1 month
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snippet time!
thank u sm for the tag @sommerregenjuniluft and @fromagony kissing u on the forehead
He hates the way the tears have dried against his skin and he hates the way his eyes sting but the worst part is the way he can barely choke out two words.
“Regulus,” James whispers, his voice soft with pity, “please just unlock the door, you don’t have to be alone,” he sounds like he’s approaching a stray animal. Stepping closer and closer with his hands out, telling the poor beast to remain calm while bracing himself to be bitten.
Oh, what Regulus would give to bite. To sink his teeth deep into the smooth, sinewy flesh. He’d savour the hot blood as it ran down his throat, guzzle it as if it were the only thing keeping him alive, like the first water found in a draught while being deathly dehydrated. He would ensure it hurt and wouldn’t let up until James begged him to. 
have a little part of the post-bartylus breakup jeggy hookup in a club stall fic <3
np tagging: @ecstarry @bellaxisworld @sixlane @veryinnovative
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crimsonlovebartylus · 1 month
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regulus has always love art, so that's why every morning before barty wakes up and the light peaks through the curtains, giving him an ethereal glow. He would just stare at him, giving him feather touches as he traces barty facial features with so much love. He has always told everyone how Barty is his favorite piece of art to stare at.
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hailstorm1816 · 23 days
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SUMMARY: Regulus has a nightmare, and Barty's there to help him through it. _________________________________________ Regulus couldn't make sense of the situation in front of him, but it all made sense at the same time. He saw his brother, Sirius, a few years younger, hugging a younger version of himself. He then saw his brother smiling at him before heading off to Hogwarts for the first time, which was also a few years ago. He then saw a more recent version of Sirius walking off with his friends, the marauders. As he continued to walk away, his face began to fade, and that's when Regulus's heart sank. Sirius is leaving. Regulus tried to reach out. He desperately grabbed out in the direction Sirius was going, but it was too late. Sirius is gone.
Regulus's eyes flew open without warning as he panted heavily. His dorm room, which he shared with his friends Evan and Barty, was enveloped in darkness. As Regulus became more aware of his surroundings, he could feel his sweat drenched skin stick to his sheets, making him cringe slightly. He felt his eyes sting with uncalled for tears, and his throat grow sore, as if wire was tightly wrapped around it. Not even a second later, he abruptly became aware of the hand rubbing his shoulder, which he realized was there ever since he woke up from his nightmare.
Panicked, he turned his head to see who was rubbing his shoulder, but he relaxed as he saw it was just Barty.After a moment of trying to recompose himself, Regulus spoke.
“I'm sorry if I woke you up”
Barty looked at him, looking with worry as he responded.
“I was already awake, couldn't sleep.Now are you OK? You look like a kicked puppy.”
Regulus glared at Barty. In all honesty, he was far from being OK. He probably didn't even know what being fully OK felt like. Regulus felt stupid for wanting to cry over a simple nightmare. He'd had them his whole life. It then came to him that it wasn't just a nightmare. It was a reflection of the truth. Him and Sirius used to be each other's first pick. They went through everything together. No matter how shitty of a situation they were in, it was always OK because they were together. Not anymore, though. Ever since Sirius came back from his first year,all He could talk about were the other friends he made, and it made Regulus feel absolutely worthless. He and Sirius were together their whole lives, but then all of a sudden, Sirius meets some random kids his age and replaces him. Was he really that replaceable?
Every year,they became further apart. It got to the point where Sirius wouldn't even look in his direction. Sirius never noticed Regulus's long stares, he never realized how much betrayal he caused Regulus to feel (which made Regulus even more upset since Sirius promised to never hurt him), Sirius never noticed the butterfly drawings that stained his wrists when his sleeves rode up his arm. Sirius literally ran away without even considering taking Regulus with him, and it broke Regulus into pieces. Regulus was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even feel his tears drip down his face, until Barty looked at him shocked (since he never showed that much emotion.)
Regulus quickly covered his face with his hands to try and save some of his dignity, but failed miserably because of the sound of his sobs. After Barty got over his shock he put both of his hands on the his friends shoulders “Hey Reggie what's wrong? Come on talk to me.”
Through his sobs, he managed to say “I'll never be good enough. No matter what I do he won't come back. He promised to never hurt me, but he did Barty! He lied! Why did he leave without me? He said that he'd always be with me, no matter what, and he fucking left me. He left me with all of his problems. He left me without ever looking back!”
Barty quickly realized it was Sirius Regulus was talking about. He never wanted to kill Sirius as much as he did now.
“Hey come on Reg, look at me. Your brother is the dumbest, most oblivious, most ungrateful person ever, because he left you. You are fucking amazing despite what you might think of yourself. So don't ever let him leaving make you think you're worthless. You are worth everything in the universe and more.”
Regulus wanted to cry even more now. Sirius has said many nice things, but nothing as heartfelt as that. He started to cry even harder than before.
“OH shit. Fuck Reg that was not supposed to make you cry more, I'm sorry”
“No I'm sorry, I'm such a baby” Regulus sobbed.
“No you're not, don't ever say that. Trust me, you are stronger than most people with all the bullshit you deal with.”
Regulus breathed in and out heavily. His once uneven breathing finally calmed down, and his vision started to clear more. Barty was still sitting in front of him on his soft bed. Barty waited patiently for Regulus to calm down and speak when he was ready. After a moment, Regulus layed back down onto his bed, resting his head on the silk pillowcase. Barty then stood up to go back to his bed, but before he could, Regulus caught his wrist in his hand and pulled him with no real force.
“Stay with me?” Regulus asked in a hushed tone.
Barty looked at him in silence for a few seconds before he nodded as a yes.
Regulus moved to the right side of his bed and pulled down the cover on the left as an invitation for Barty. Barty quickly but quietly made his way over to the bed and carefully crawled in. At first, it was awkward (since none of them had ever slept in the same bed before. Not that they were complaining), and they kept to their own sides of the bed.
Regulus closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep until he felt warm arms wrap around him. Regulus froze in place and opened his eyes to look at Barty, whose eyes widened when he realized Regulus was awake.
“Sorry, I thought you were asleep” Barty whispered as he let go of Regulus.
Regulus then moved closer to Barty and pressed himself against his chest. He then grabbed Barty's arms and put them behind his own back to make Barty hold him again. Barty went stiff for a few seconds Before he finally relaxed against the smaller boy, and that night they both fell asleep to the lullaby of each others heartbeat (and Evan's heavy ass snoring because he slept through all of this).
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daemyra-writes · 4 days
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Barty secretly learning how to speak French to impress Regulus (he has a ‘beginners guide’ book he stole borrowed from a muggle library, and Evan as a part-time teacher he just makes fun of Barty for being disgustingly in love with Regulus that he’d learn French for him)
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"Son of a bitch! Merlin, Reg, you cannot just stand over people like that. What are you doing?" Barty groaned, sitting up.
Regulus looked down, picking at his fingernails. "I couldn't sleep, but I didn't want to wake you up," he made a quiet noise. "I'm sorry." Barty hums, reaching a hand out. "Hey don't be upset. It's okay. You're okay. C'mere, we'll cuddle."
Regulus looked up, his tears shining on his cheeks in the moonlight. "Are you sure?" Barty nodded, cooing as Regulus immediately hopped in next to him and snuggled into his side.
Regulus blinked up at him slowly as Barty put an arm around his shoulders. "Y'know, you were laughing in your sleep. What were you dreaming of?" he asked, making Barty smiles. "You." Regulus snorted, jabbing his ribs. "Shut up, you're so gay." Barty laughed back, kissing the top of his head.
"You're gayer, baby."
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percy15 · 8 months
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Jegulus is soft kisses in the star light. It’s hidden touches in the dark. It is loving and mournful, it is whispers of forever loving while knowing your forever will not last. It is silently sacrificing yourself for the ones you love hoping to give them a better life without you
While Bartylus is hungry touches behind closed doors. It is raw and painful and crushing, it’s screams of I Love You in an empty hall just hoping someone will hear you. It is ripping eachother clothes off as you fall, having freedom and rebellion for the first time in death, it is one simply not being able to live without the other.
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nixnight1 · 3 months
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The Given Au - past Bartylus/Jegulus
I don't have ideas for the name
It’s an electric guitar, a dark green one. Regulus was there the day Barty bought it. He can recall the moment with so much softness that he could cry. He thinks that if the movie Inside Out was real, that moment would be one of the most important ones. Barty had acted so cool it seemed it didn’t really matter, it was just a guitar, but when they exited the store and walked home, Barty didn’t say a word. He was weird, absent. Lost in his thoughts. But when he opened it finally in his room, he cried. “I never thought I would have one,” he said while the tears fell over the instrument. Barty loved his guitar like it was a part of his body. It has a hundred stickers –the numbers are exaggerated– and he traces them with his fingers, some of them are old, like the Hello Kitty one, and the one of Ben10. Some of them are made of paper with the edges a little loose, like the bi flag and a few mushrooms that used to be red but now look pink. There are a few of the bands Barty liked, like My Chemical Romance, Green Day, and only one from TokyoHotel. Regulus can’t stop reading the few that have his name on it. Regulus in so many fonts, so many colours and so many sizes. He doesn’t notice he’s crying until a tear drops over a Doctor Who sticker, the T.A.R.D.I.S shines under his tear and Regulus sobs. He traces all of them, from the flowers he knows are from Pandora to the shiny ones he knows are from Evan. He touches a few marks, his name engraved by Barty and the stars that he made around. He fixates his gaze on the kiss mark, his kiss mark, that adorns the white part. And he traces carefully the broken string that classifies the guitar as broken. He remembers how it felt under his fingers when it snapped. It hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to what his heart was feeling. Regulus sobs harder and tries to say sorry to the air, but the plea dies before coming off his mouth because he is incapable of forming a decent word with so many tears slipping between his lips. His heart feels like a heavy ball of ice that burns his inside with the coldest feeling of solitude in the world. He lays down in his bed with his hand over the strings, his head is pulsing like fire, and he can’t breathe. The strings are cold against his fingers, and the guitar is hard against his body. He doesn’t know when he falls asleep, but he doesn’t let go of the guitar, not even in his sleep.
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