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lulublack90 · 13 days
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Prompt 17 - Year
@jegulus-microfic April 17, Word count 957
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The knock at the door startled Regulus as he limped across the living area. James had said goodnight already and gone to dinner with his parents. Regulus’s heart fluttered as he opened the door, anticipating seeing James again. He’d told him not to sneak back as he must be sick of him after spending three full days with him. But that sweet goofball had grinned at him and said it was the best three days he’d ever had skiing. Regulus had snorted loudly into his shoulder. He’d never felt like this about someone. They just fit. He looked forward to seeing James and dreaded the end of the week when they would be separated.
When he met the eyes of the person on the other side of the door, he froze. The eyes were not the warm hazel pools he’d expected but the dark brown, almost black pits of Barty Crouch. 
“Barty?! What the fuck are you doing here?!” Regulus gasped. 
“Hello to you too, darling,” Barty smirked. Regulus tried to slam the door, but Barty stuck his booted foot in the doorway, causing the door to bang off him and shudder back open. Barty strode towards him, grinning a toothy smile. He pecked a kiss on Regulus’s trembling cheek. 
“Did you miss me?” He purred, flinging himself onto the sofa. Regulus stayed facing the door, calculating whether he could make it to the lift in time. He quickly concluded that even without his hurt ankle, Barty was fast as lighting and would catch him before he even got halfway down the corridor. 
“Why are you here, Barty? We broke up, and you’ve got zero reason to be in my room.” He tried to keep his voice even. But even he could hear the strain. 
“It’s our one-year anniversary, pet. We should be together for this special day, don’t you think?” Barty rose from the sofa and slinked up behind Regulus. He wrapped his arms around his waist and whispered into his neck as his lips brushed against the delicate skin. “Which one is your bedroom? Or do you fancy having a go in your brother’s bed?” Regulus shuddered in disgust. Two months ago, and that would have worked. Hell, that would have worked three days ago. But right now, his skin was crawling at Barty’s proximity. He wrenched himself free, ignoring the way his ankle throbbed and pain shot up the joint. 
“Get out. We broke up, end of. I don’t want to be with you, Barty. Go find someone else to gaslight.” He held the door open and gestured with his free hand for him to exit. Barty didn’t move. “Please, Barty, just go.” Regulus almost begged. He was tired and didn’t want to deal with him. 
“Oh, no, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” His smile didn’t meet his eyes. 
Regulus was spared any further arguing by the loud laughing coming from the lift. Sirius and Remus shuffled towards the hotel room door, holding each other and stealing kisses as they moved closer. Sirius pulled out his key card and waved it near the door until Remus pulled away, and he looked up to see what was wrong. Regulus had never been so happy to see his brother. 
Sirius immediately stormed in and grabbed Barty by his collar before forcibly dragging him out of the room. 
“Remus, stay with Reggie while I make sure this one gets thrown out,” Sirius ordered over his shoulder before disappearing into the lift. 
Regulus let out a shuddering breath as he hobbled his way over to the sofa and sunk onto it, dropping his head into his hands. 
“What was that all about?” Remus asked. Regulus peered out of the corner of his eye at him. 
“I could ask the same about you and my brother.” Remus flushed scarlet. “Don’t worry, Doctor, it’s fine with me.” He added, not wanting to make the kind doctor too uncomfortable. “That was my ex,” He continued. He apparently found Remus easy to spill his guts to. “I broke up with him a couple of months ago, but he keeps phoning me. I haven’t answered any of them, but this morning James answered it, and I’m guessing that’s why he came here. Though I don’t know how he knew where we were.” Regulus’s brow furrowed as he tried to figure it out. How had Barty known where he was? His head snapped up as he remembered something. He opened his phone and checked his apps. Barty had downloaded a tracking app the first time he’d lost him in a bookshop as a joke. He hadn’t thought it was actually working. He opened it, and two red dots appeared inside a building with the same name as the hotel they were in. “Mother fucker!” He exclaimed. 
“What is it?” Remus jumped but collected himself quickly. 
“He’s tracking my phone!” Regulus spat as he tried to figure out how to turn it off and delete it. 
It appeared to be paired to Barty’s phone, and if he unpaired them, Barty shouldn’t be able to track him anymore without Regulus’s permission. His finger hovered over the cancel button when Remus grabbed his hand.
“Wait for Sirius to get back before you do anything.” He warned before swiftly releasing Regulus’s hand. 
“Okay,” Regulus agreed, putting his phone back down. 
“You know, as your Doctor, I can prescribe something to help,” Remus told him, perching on the sofa beside him and holding out a glass of whisky. Regulus rolled his eyes and huffed out a laugh but took it, taking a grateful sip. 
“Best Doctor I’ve ever had.” He raised his glass to Remus before taking another mouthful of the burning liquid as they waited for Sirius’s return. 
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corwnvus · 7 months
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Some after mission fun!
TW BLOOD
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ditchesanddunes · 1 month
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I need an unhinged Barty
Give me a Barty who will hunt down hurt and kill for the people he loves
Give me a Barty who gets unhealthily obsessed with people
A Barty who, after Regulus died, cracked and used even more unforgivables, killed for fun, and tortured for sport
A Barty who heard Dorcas was killed and made it his personal mission to avenge her by any cruel means necessary
But when Evan died, a Barty who doesn’t even have rails to fly off of anymore. He kills anyone in his way, including death eaters, and he enjoys it. He is hardly on the death eaters side anymore but stays with them because of the pain they cause
And when he heard Pandora died, the sweet gentle soul of Pandora, he crumbled.
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rewritingcanon · 10 months
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idk why im in such a bad mood rn but it actually PISSES ME TF OFF how the entire marauders fandom collectively decided to take this bum-ass loser character with one discernable impact on the storyline (regulus. im talking about regulus) and make him a super complex, three-dimensional MAIN character in the era that’s being literally paired with JAMES POTTER(???) when they could’ve taken a character who AREADY has existing complexities and everything they could ever want and develop them. but they won’t because that character is a fucking woman ☠️☠️
the way the black sisters would have the entire fandom in a fucking chokehold if they were boys. do you actually think sirius and regulus would be as cherished as they are now if they were women? hell fucking no, regulus would be hated on so badly. the way we were given narcissa and fucking andromeda too? here’s the entire fandom yapping on and on about how cool regulus is for rebelling against the dark lord when narcissa was doing it and fucking getting away with it too (because she’s better and doesn’t suck ass). here’s andromeda going against her entire bloodline ON HER OWN but yet shes still so overshadowed by sirius (who literally came after her). then you got bellatrix who is canonly one of the most powerful (and cuntiest) witches in the hp-verse and you decide to go and develop BARTY instead. think about it. they’re both crazy except one is more of a loser and is a male so of course the fandom will choose him.
and then. of course. lily evans who is literally the mother of the entire verse itself is still out here fighting for literal recognition and development from the fandom. and those mfs still give it to regulus instead ☠️☠️
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daddiesdrarryy · 3 months
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Pandora: What's the stupidest thing you've ever done, Reggie?
Regulus: James
Pandora: No, like a mistake you've made
Regulus: James
Pandora: Like something you regret doing
Regulus: Still James
Barty: I don't think it counts as a regrettable mistake if you keep going back and doing it every night
Regulus: I never learn my lesson!
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eccentrichumanbeing69 · 6 months
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Sirius, James, and Barty would all take photos is someone left their phone unattended
Remus, regulus, and Evan would have millions of photos from when they left their phones with them.
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thatcoolguyeli · 1 month
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evan constantly having cold hands and winding barty up by making his shiver when he touches him
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sommerregenjuniluft · 1 month
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Ant Pile — sommerregenjuniluft on ao3
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Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier | E | 7163 words | chapter 1/2
This is a story about two boys raised by the sun.
Florida heat, being a teenager, best friends and how falling in love works when you’ve already loved them for as long as you can remember.
insp by Dominic Fike’s song Ant Pile
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ffb6c1lover · 1 year
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me on my way to watching the entire filmography of david tennant
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emmedoesntdomath · 10 months
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barty, loudly clearing his throat and shaking out a VERY long sheet of paper: my dearest reggie
regulus, glancing up: yes?
barty, assuming a strong stance like he’s about to serenade him: my dearest reggie, my starry night, words cannot express my adoration for you, nor my dedication to your side. nay, but I shall attempt anyways. your hair is silky like a really nice pillow, your eyes as deep as a river. your nose was drawn by the gods, and your mouth was painted with a rose. 
regulus, turning to barty’s literal boyfriend, eyes wide: you aren’t going to stop him???
evan, barty’s aforementioned literal boyfriend, turning the page in his book: if I stop him now, he’ll just start over
barty, getting louder: YOUR HANDS-
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foursaints · 4 months
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this is what barty crouch jr feels like. if anyone cares.
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bri-cheeses · 5 months
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“how can you not like Snape but like Regulus, Barty, and Evan?”
Because, in my mind, Snape was a bitch (derogatory), and Regulus, Barty, and Evan were bitches (affectionately)
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Me waiting on you to send me marauders requests
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addsalwayssick · 1 month
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when a guy keeps harassing me to go on a date but not in a james potter way but in a snape way 🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁
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rosekiller microfic
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL ACE DAY YAYAYAY
here enjoy a rosekiller microfic [1066 words so idk how micro it really is but shhhh] with ace Evan and Barty ‘no homo but I think I love you’ Crouch Jr [I love them so much]
“Truth or dare?”
“Aw come on you guys know me, dare obviously.”
Barty grinned at the circle of his friends sat cross legged all around him.
“Mmm I’ve got one.”
Regulus raised an eyebrow challengingly, everyone knew Regulus gave out the most brutal dares. Barty wasn’t phased though, it was almost impossible to make Barty embarrassed honestly, outwardly at least. Last time he’d taken a dare from Regulus he’d gone around school in bright pink robes for the next week. 
“Bring it on Reggie.”
“I dare you to make out with Evan till I stop you.”
Barty scrunched his nose.
“Oh is that it?”
“Uh rude.”
Evan said.
Barty turned to him quickly, placing a hand on his best friend’s cheek.
“Don’t be like that Goldilocks you know I’m hopelessly in love with you. I just meant Reg usually gives…more dramatic dares.”
“Yeah whatever prick. And who says I wanna make out with this dickhead anyway. It’s Bee’s dare not mine.”
“Aw come on Rosie don’t you think I’m pretty.”
Barty batted his eyes and pretended to fan himself, Evan shoved him to the ground with a laugh. Evan had one of the prettiest laughs Barty had ever seen. He wasn’t gay or anything but the way Evan’s halo of blonde curls bounced up and down gently made his stomach flip. Barty sort of wanted to reach out and run a hand through those curls actually, they looked soft. Evan looked soft, in a big purple hoodie and smooth warm skin and red lips currently stretched out in a big smile that just made his whole face light up. Barty found himself joining in. Evan pulled him up off the wooden floor and ran a hand through Barty’s hair, messing it up affectionately.
“Fine, I guess I’ll do it.”
Barty turned, facing Evan properly and lifting a hand to his cheek as Evan pulled him in by the collar. They were so close now, hesitating just before their lips pressed and all Barty could think was EvanEvanEvan. 
He could smell him, the conditioner he used softly scented of toffee and pears.
He could feel his breath warm and tickling against his skin.
“Come on get on with it. 
Regulus huffed. And suddenly they were meeting in the middle and Evan’s lips were pressed against him and he tasted better than Barty could ever have imagined and and-wow. This was nice. This was lovely. Barty’s hands wandered to Evan’s hair, fingers running through it like he’d imagined only moments ago. But it was so much better than he’d imagined. Evan was so. And it was wonderful. And the way Evan had his arms wrapped around Barty’s waist, pulling him closer made the butterflies in his stomach just soar. He wanted to stay like this forever, just utterly surrounded by Evan. He loved this. He loved- Oh. Oh. 
Oh that’s what this was. 
And it all made sense suddenly.
Evan pulled back panting for a moment and Barty tried to bite back the smile he could feel forming on his face as he saw Evan’s kiss bitten lips. 
He leaned back in again to keep going but Evan glanced his eyes around and sighed.
“Barty.”
He motioned his hand out and Barty glanced around. The room was empty, the others must have snuck out while he and Evan were- he tried to stifle his smile again as he thought about it. He clearly didn’t manage very well because Evan flicked his arm angrily.
“It’s not funny.”
“No, no I wasn’t laughing I just…had fun.”
Evan glanced up at him eyes wide and pupils dilated.
“Y-you did?”
“Yeah. We could…keep going. Only if you wanted obviously.” Barty mumbled. 
Evan opened his mouth and then shut it again. 
“I- I don’t know if that’s such a good idea Barty.”
Barty felt his world crash down around him. Or it felt something like that at least.
“Yeah. Yeah it was stupid I shouldn’t have- I uh-“
His words felt like lead in his mouth. He was so stupid. So fucking dumb. He-
“Barty.”
Evan’s voice was soft and grounding. Evan’s hand on his shoulder was even more grounding. He looked up at his best friend.
“You good?” Evan asked.
“Yeah. Thanks. I just shouldn’t have said that.”
“Barty…do you like me?”
“I- yeah. A lot actually.”
It felt somehow wonderful and horrifyingly disarming to admit. He squirmed under Evan’s gaze. Vulnerable, as a rule, was not a thing Barty Crouch Jr strived to achieve. 
Evan’s eyebrows shot up.
“Oh. Oh same. I really…”
Barty’s breath hitched. 
“Be my boyfriend, please.”
He asked voice scratchy and quiet.
Evan paused. He seemed to be having a conversation in his mind, eyebrows furrowing. Barty reached up and pressed a thumb between his two brows.
“Talk to me.”
Evan sighed softly.
“I can’t give you the things you want in a relationship.”
“Evan the thing I want is you.”
“I know. But I don’t, I hate sex, it just grosses me out and I don’t think I’ll ever want to do it and I know you like it and- and I don’t want you getting bored of just me.”
“How could I ever get bored of just you?” Barty murmured, eyes searching Evan’s face for some kind of plausible answer. Impossible. Because I could never be bored of him.
“Barty there’s no going back if this all blows up in our faces.”
Evan warned but Barty could feel the way his face had edged closer.
“Evan there already is no going back. Besides I never want to. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
And with that they kissed again. And when they broke apart again it was because Barty couldn’t stop grinning. Foreheads pressed together they breathed gently.
“So will you be my boyfriend?”
Barty asked with a chuckle.
Evan mussed up his hair again.
“What do you think you cunt?”
“Mmm I think your insults won’t work anymore now that I know how irresistible you find me.”
Evan groaned as Barty tugged him up to standing.
“I take it all back, I hate you.”
Barty laughed, pulling Evan to his bed. 
They fell asleep there, cuddling and whispering soft words and gentle laughter till Regulus found them in the morning, curled up against each other with soft smiles.
“Fucking FINALLY!”
Barty and Evan just laughed. 
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sun1seeker · 2 years
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i think crimson rivers ruined the actual hunger games movies for me because how am i supposed to watch them and not wonder where my favorite characters are?? like wdym evan isn’t going to be in the trees??? there’s no regulus threatening to cut someone??? what about vanity and her cute/weird bug obsession? i physically can’t do it
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