#barty crouch jr.

[honeybcj]

Regulus being eaten out by barty and James at the same time, thoughts?

it’s an immediate yes for me. james and barty are butting heads so fucking bad. they Hate each other, but they’re doing this for reg. but this Hate really just stems from undeniable pent-up sexual frustration. so reg, the smart guy he is, is like, “you both can have a go at it. wouldn’t that be nice, hm?” they’re skeptical at first, practically staking claim on each of regulus’ legs. they pay close attention, james and barty keeping their distance from each other, but kissing, licking, sucking, and biting all up reg’s legs. at some point, reg just huffs, fed up with their inability to coexist and collaborate. he’s like, “come on now, a taste for the both of you. you don’t even have to take turns. go for it.” james ends up situated between reg’s legs, barty on reg’s side, holding his leg open. it’s a fight between barty and james, tongues going at it. barty pays close attention to reg’s clit, and james fucks reg with his tongue. eventually they just get a little sloppy, and finally their tongues brush and they freeze. the whole world explodes behind their eyes and they devour reg, eating him out until he’s shaking a sobbing, taking turns spitting onto his cunt, slipping in a couple fingers, maybe even one of each of their fingers. with the taste of reg on their mouths, james and barty both cave, barty straddling james’ lap and their making out sloppy style. reg is just like “fucking finally”, while casually fingering himself while barty and james grope at each other, all violent and too many teeth, nipping and biting until their pants are off and they’re feverishly jerking each other off, panting into each other’s mouth.

#han’s asks #jartylus #james potter #regulus black #barty crouch jr.

[ecstarry]

Delmira Agustini, from Poetics of Eros

#lit #fragment #words #quotes #writings #poem #love #delmira agustini #euge’s designs #this is barty to me #barty crouch jr. #bcj #literature #poetry

[yourgalgremlin]

Regulus to Barty:

“What’s your name again? Beelzebub? Blasphemous Crotch Jr?”

#regulus black #barty crouch jr #regulus is a menace #regulus and barty #barty and regulus #barty crouch jr. #barty crouch junior #regulus is a little shit #marauders era #marauders #incorrect marauders quotes #marauders incorrect quotes #bartylus #the marauders era #the marauders #dead gay wizards from the 70s #dead gay wizards #gay dead wizards #regulus and evan and barty

[sunmoonyandstars]

evan proposing to barty

#rosekiller #haha #racoon #barty crouch jr. #evan rosier #barty x evan #evan x barty

[kwiwrites]

Barty crouch jr would be one of those bitches you HATE irl. He’s annoying, he flirts with everyone, he makes shitty euphemistic jokes that no one likes and he’s an absolute ass to anyone he doesn’t like.

anyway watch me go on a two to three thousand word rant on how cool he is

#jegulus #marauders #Bartylus #barty crouch jr. #rosekiller

[moonlightonmyscars]

barty: look, it’s mistletoe. you know what that means.

evan: barty, that’s a twig.

barty: so?

evan, shrugging: alright.

*makes out passionately*

#any excuse to make out they will take it!! #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr. #barty crouch jr #the slytherin skittles #slytherin skittles #incorrect quotes #incorrect marauders quotes #the marauders era

[doorlene]

boss: you're fired.

barty: fine! [hands in weapon and badge]

boss: ... you're a waiter where did you get these

#source: twitter #barty crouch jr. #barty #rosekiller #bartylus #incorrect slytherin skittles #incorrect marauders quotes #marauders era #slytherin skittles

[wingsmadeforflying]

I enjoy the idea of Evan being extremely. Attractive. Just by conventional means. Anyone can see, he's pretty, he's handsome.

but. He just has these vacant, off-putting eyes. The only emotion is calculated, and even that's more of a dissective look. He might show slightt other emotions around Barty and Pandora (definitely Panda) but it's mostly just that vacant look. Oh, he's definitely paying attention and present in the conversation, but his eyes are just void.

People would be falling over themselves to date this man, but they can't get over the odd look in his eyes. and also the feral rat man who goes by Barty growling behind him and his sister that's just as off-putting but a different flavor.

His sister has never once been put off by her brother. They share that vacant look, but Panda's is more whimsical. They have this strong sibling bond where they wordlessly communicate, (this fits very well with them being twins, but to each their own, I don't see them as twins) which admittedly doesn't do much to combat their weird-kid status- But they dgaf

Barty is veryvery into. Evan's everything. Anything that should put him off just doesn't and honestly probably turns him on. He would be so fascinated and enthralled by Evan dissecting something. Just watching with bated breath.

#anyways #random ramble #drawing The Boys and this popped into mind #Rosekiller #Barty Crouch Jr. #Evan Rosier #Pandora Rosier #Evan and Pandora being siblings has infact grown on me #twins is fine #I just don't feel like it #and it's weirder from a outside perspective for these two not-twins to be just staring. at each other and communicating #also Evan is mostly nonverbal for his childhood #the sibling communication comes in handy with Panda talking for him #i love the weirdos.

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

Both James and Regulus forget to hydrate all the time, surprisingly it’s Barty (“ drink the water regulus I swear to Merlin”) and Sirius (“this skin doesn’t happen naturally!” Before aggressively back tracking) who reminds them

#harry potter marauders #marauders fandom #marauders #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #sirius black #barty crouch jr. #barty crouch junior #headcannons

[sixlane]

so sweet

Bartylily microfic | 1.4k words | NSFW

for india @certifiedl0verboy because they said the world needed barty and lily getting high and sharing a costco cheesecake, and also han @honeybcj because the image of barty and lily shotgunning hasn't left my head in days <33

Lily opens her fridge and stares. The cool air and soft light leaks out into the empty kitchen as she contemplates how she became this person. The type who, completely unprompted and for no good reason, buys a whole Costco cheesecake for herself. 

The soft, round monstrosity sits on the bottom shelf of her fridge, taking up so much space she was forced to shove her yogurt into the vegetable drawer. The thing stares back at her, mocking, taunting, begging to be left to mold when she inevitably fails to eat it all. 

The sound of a key in the door snaps her out of the silent stand off.

Fuck, Barty’s home.

She can already imagine his confused smile and snarky comments when he opens the fridge for his nightly Red Bull just to come face to face with Lily’s unexplainable decision. It’s not like they’ve been roommates for long, or friends for that matter. They keep it cordial, stay out of each other's way, smoke the occasional bowl and watch old seasons of America’s Next Top Model, but this seems a little too close to soul-baring for comfort. 

Lily sits down at the table with a glass of water, tries to act casual, tries not to look at the fridge. 

“Hey,” Barty says, dropping his keys on the counter.

Lily nods her head, taking a sip from her glass. For a minute she thinks she’s in the clear because he’s already started to leave the room, but he doubles back at the last minute, realizing he’s forgotten something. 

He pulls the fridge open, reaches down, and stops, just for a second, before grabbing his energy drink and letting the door fall shut. 

Lily pretends she hasn’t been watching him this whole time.

He pops the top on his can, takes a sip and gives Lily a once over. “You having a party or something?”

“Will you leave me alone if I say yes?” Lily deadpans, though she can feel her face heating up. 

“Nope. Then I’d probably have to ask why I wasn’t invited.” He walks over to lean against the island, just a few feet between them, and looks down at her. He takes another sip.

“Ok look I needed more laundry detergent so I went to Costco and obviously I had to look in the bakery section and it was just sitting there. So. I bought it.” Barty’s smile widens as she explains until he’s just grinning at her. “What?” she asks, defensive.

“So you just bought the whole thing for yourself?” He says it curiously. He’s not judging, but she can hear the ulterior motive in his tone. 

She raises an eyebrow at him. “Spit it out.”

Barty huffs a laugh. “One second.” He sets his drink down and heads toward his room, leaving Lily to wonder what his plans are. She can never quite read him. He likes to play up this persona of his, effortlessly carefree and nonchalant, but she has always sensed something just below the surface. She notices it in the way he remembers her work schedule, the way he seems to have eyes in the back of his head. 

When Barty comes back, he’s got a bag of weed in one hand and his grinder and bowl in the other. He holds them up, mouth quirked in a dangerous way, waiting for her response.

Lily reflects the smile back at him. “I like the way you think, Crouch.”

So, Lily grabs the cheesecake, two forks, and some napkins, while Barty packs the first bowl of the night. They light up next to an open window in the living room, inhaling as the warm breeze kisses their cheeks and slides through their hair.

They wait until they’re properly high before digging in, and as Lily brings that first bite to her lips, allows it to settle on her tongue, she swears it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted. 

“Fuuuuuck,” she moans. “This was the best decision I’ve ever made.” She licks the back of the fork, wanting to savor the tangy goodness, and she doesn’t miss how Barty watches before he huffs a laugh and shifts his focus to take a bite of his own.

“God,” he says around a mouthful. “What does Costco put in this shit?” 

“It’s fucking amazing right?” 

It’s at that point that she notices a bit of cake smeared across Barty’s lower lip, so she leans over and wipes her thumb across it. It happens before she can even register she’s done it, but she fully commits, sticking her thumb in her mouth after, tasting sweet and something else.

“You use Aquaphor?” She asks.

Barty stares at her. Red eyes slightly widened. “You can identify Aquaphor by taste?”

Lily smiles with all her teeth and reaches into her back pocket to produce the tube she takes with her everywhere. 

“Put some on,” he says before picking up the bowl for another hit.

She looks at him suspiciously. “Why?”

“Just do it.” He sparks the lighter and breathes in deeply. 

She brings the tube to her lips and smears some on, watching his chest expand behind his t-shirt.

He holds the smoke in his lungs but motions for her to come closer and oh. She sees where this is going. 

The realization doesn’t stop her from leaning in anyway.

Barty’s lips ghost over hers and he breathes the smoke into her open mouth. She inhales in turn, taking the air from his lungs into her own. 

It’s intimate, she thinks, in a way that not many things are. To hold a vital piece of someone else inside yourself. To pass it back and forth with such care, not letting anything slip through the cracks. 

And that thought is what causes Lily to close the barely-there distance. To allow their lips to push together. To allow herself to fully taste the leftover sweetness and Aquaphor and Red Bull on Barty’s tongue, which he doesn’t waste a minute before sliding into her mouth.

It’s sloppy and uncoordinated where they lean over the half-eaten cheesecake between them, and Lily pulls back before her arms give out underneath her. 

They stare at each other for a moment, both smiling and laughing like idiots. 

It’s so easy between them, always has been.

“One more?” Barty asks.

“One more what?” Lily volleys back, eyebrow raised.

“Bite,” He says motioning toward the cake, sly smile across his face.

She rolls her eyes affectionately but nods, leans forward as he scoops another piece, sure to get some of the buttery crust on his fork. He holds it out for her to take but before she can, the pile of cake and graham cracker falls right onto her left tit.

Lily stares down at it, mouth agape for a second before she starts giggling again. Because it’s funny. Everything is so funny she can’t help herself.

That is until Barty’s tongue is dragging itself along the skin there, collecting the cake and making way for his teeth, which bite hard enough to leave a mark. 

He stares up at her as he does it, gauging her reaction. He gets the all clear when Lily fails to stop the needy whine that leaves her throat.

Barty trails his mouth upward, leaving open-mouth kisses along her neck until he reaches her ear.

“You taste so good,” he whispers. Voicing out loud the thoughts she’s been having all night.

Lily lets the corner of her mouth tug up. “You have no idea.”

“Fuck.” He reattaches to her neck and his hands find the button of her pants, dexterous as they undo it and work the zipper down. He reaches beneath her underwear, letting his long fingers slide through her wetness, collecting some before he brings them to his mouth, sucks sinfully and stares her down the whole time.

The haze around Lily’s thoughts sharpens to want, and Barty must see the change in her eyes because he smiles devilishly around the digits before replacing them where she needs them most. 

“So fuckin’ sweet,” he says, circling her clit lazily, not enough pressure to really get her there.

“Please…” she begs, arching into him, trying to push harder against his fingers. She’s too far gone not to act as desperate for it as she is. She wants his fingers inside of her, wants him to lick every inch of her, put his mouth in places it probably doesn’t belong.

“Shhh princess,” he coos. “Just enjoy the ride.”

Once they finish, Lily twice and Barty all over her stomach before licking her clean, Lily will realize they left the cheesecake in the living room under the open window.

Oh well, she was never really going to finish it anyway.

#lane put barty and lily in the same room but don't make them smoke challenge failed #something something food something something consuming #bartylily #lily x barty #barty x lily #barty crouch jr. #lily evans #marauders #marauders microfic #lane writes #microfic tag

[delulu4marauders]

birthdays ( bc i always forget )

James - 27 March 1960

Sirius - 3 November 1959

Remus - March 10 1960

Peter - 31 August 1960

Lily - 30 January 1960

Marlene - August 1 1960

Mary - September 16 1959

Dorcas - 2 April 1960

Regulus - June 25 1961

Barty jr. - July 9 1962

Evan - June 20 1960

Pandora R. - N / A

Pandora L. - N / A

please tell me if i missed anyone !!

#marauders #marauders era #sirius black #james potter #regulus black #remus lupin #lily evans #peter pettigrew #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #dorcas meadowes #barty crouch jr. #evan rosier #pandora rosier #pandora lestrange #pandora lovegood #marauders <3 #marauders birthday #the slytherin skittles birthdays #the valkyries birthdays #birthdays #birthday

[ecstarry]

@jegulus-microfic / voice / 355 words

“He doesn’t have the right voice,” Regulus stated firmly. 

Barty bursted out laughing along with Evan, “What does that even mean?” 

They had spent all night trying to figure which Hogwarts bachelor would be Regulus’ best match. They started by house and went through the list of every student from sixth and seventh year. Even the most handsome and brilliant students apparently were not good enough for Regulus. 

There was always something. Too short, too tall, too dumb, too full of himself, too anything.

“At this rate the only other boys we haven’t gone through is your brother, and I’m guessing that’s another Black tradition you are no longer following. Then we have Lupin, but you don’t seem like the ‘stealing your brother’s boyfriend type’, and of course there’s Pettigrew which you never have the patience for. And finally-” Barty paused and his eyes widened. He slowly approached Regulus, who was trying his hardest to conceal the flush creeping through his cheeks. 

“Well, all that’s left is Potter. But I never thought you to be the ‘falling for my brother’s best friend’ type either,” Barty remarked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

Regulus couldn’t help it; a small smile appeared at the corner of his face at the mention of James’ name. He was perfect. James had just the right height, and he was brilliant but not arrogant about it, he was funny and attentive and truly perfect. And his voice – Regulus loved it almost as much as he loved his smile.

He was so obviously and pathetically in love with him that his little reaction was enough for his friends to know just how enamored he was.

“I can’t believe this! Regulus Black, member of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, practically the prince of Slytherin, is in love with the golden boy from Gryffindor?” Barty teased loudly.

“I am not!” Regulus retorted, though his tone was anything but convincing.

“Tell that to your face,” Evan quipped, earning a playful glare from Regulus.

“Fuck off,” Regulus rolled his eyes, but a bright smile peeked through—one that only James Potter could provoke.

more microfics here

#your honor i love them #jegulus #marauders #james potter #regulus black #gay dead wizards #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus microfic #regulus x james #james potter x regulus black #microfic #fanfic #hp marauders #marauders microfic #barty crouch jr. #evan rosier #gryffindor #slytherin skittles #slytherin #the noble and most ancient house of black #noble house of black #rab #jfp

[yourgalgremlin]

“What’s Rosekiller like?”

The Marauders fandom: This! *jazz hands*

#rosekiller #Barty would 1000% do this #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #killing eve has such good marauders material lol #barty crouch junior #barty crouch jr. #evan x barty #marauders era #marauders #incorrect marauders quotes #marauders incorrect quotes #hp marauders #dead gay wizards from the 70s #dead gay wizards #slytherin skittles #the slytherin skittles

[overheard-at-hogwarts]

Voldemort: Are you sure you can pull this off?

Crouch Jr.: [disguised as Moody] CONSTANT VIGILANCE!

Voldemort:

Peter:

Crouch Jr.: Don't worry, I got this. It's a Mad-Eye thing.

Peter: ...Did he just refer to himself in the third person?

Voldemort: Um...fourth person, I think?

#overheard at hogwarts #source: jumanji #harry potter #hp #incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect hp quotes #lord voldemort #you-know-who #bartemius crouch junior #barty crouch jr. #alastor moody #mad-eye moody #peter pettigrew #marauders #wormtail #death eaters

[reubyrd]

Barty: girlboss

Evan: gatekeep

Regulus: gaslight

#discuss #marauders #slytherins #regulus black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr.

[moonlightonmyscars]

i feel like barty would send evan the most random memes or reaction pics he has found in the deep corners of the internet and evan just sighs heavily as he just sat down on his break

#he most definitely sends those werewolf memes #evan has to match the energy back though #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr. #barty crouch jr #marauders headcanon #headcanon #slytherin skittles