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Evan Rosier’s arm is absolutely covered in like a million friendship bracelets bc Barty loves to make them and he gives them all to Evan
This is before they started dating by the way so the mutual pining is INTENSE
Barty is making like a solid two bracelets a day and giving almost every single one to Evan because he’s lowkey in love with him but man does not know how to express it
And then there’s Evan who’s just having a crisis because everyday Barty shows up with these wide ass nervous eyes and leans real close and whispers abt how he made something for Evan
and Barty definitely takes the bracelets out and reaches for Evan’s hand and just slips them on for him so their fingers brush and Evan is breaking down
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moonyrab · 2 days
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Evan and Regulus trying to have a conversation and barty being Barty
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The Slytherin Skittles daily group call
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Barty pissed at a party ( really could be any of them )
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Was that a fucking raccoon
Barbie dolls: rosekiller x you (Barty crouch, Evan rosier, &you)
Word: 1.8k ish
Summary: Barty goes on a fun adventure on his way to cuddling with you and Evan in his animagus form
Warnings: Barty is raccoon. Allusions to dorlene
Barty enjoyed wrecking havoc while in animagus form. A.) no one really knew who it was so there were basically no reprucusions. B.) he liked hearing people go ‘was that a fucking raccoon?’. He like how easy it was for him to take shiny things. He basically became a niffler. He liked how his tiny little raccoon hands could get into nooks and crannies he couldn’t in human form. Barty liked crawling around on the ceiling and dropping down onto people when they least expected it. He wasn’t sure how long he physically could stay in animagus form, but he knew after two days straight he’d forget his size. He’d try to scatter off through a small hole only to realize he was a people :(.
The second he found out all the student body had an extra free day, he knew he’d be in animagus form. Barty woke up quite early that day, 10 am. He jumped out of bed, immediately turning into a raccoon. Barty skittered out the door and started racing up and down the halls, deciding what to do first. He ran out towards the courtyard, deciding fresh air was his first task. Barty ran around the closest tree, before making his way up into the branches. He found a squirrel frozen in fear from his presence. Barty heard someone talking under the tree. He poked his head down.
It was the same guy from second year who tripped Evan. Barty attacked the squirrel, pushing it off the branch. The squirrel squirmed in the air as it fell. It hit the boy square in the head, before clawing at his shoulders. Barty chirped out a laugh as the squirrel ran away, leaving a large scratch mark on the boys face. Barty pranced off the branches waltzing away from the tree.
Barty walked down the halls, looking for something else to do. Barty spotted the door to his least favorite professor off to the side. Once you came in late to his class and the professor wouldn’t let you in, you missed the entire class. Barty considered it karma. He ran into the office, scattering behind the desk. He found a locked drawer. He was able to pick the lock easily, his tiny raccoon hands working swiftly. He peered inside. Boring test answers. So maybe stealing wasnt the best route, there’s nothing much to take.
He started running around the room, knocking over everything he could. He kicked over the professor’s tea, spilling it on his papers. Barty continued chasing his own tail around the room. He broke glass items. He ripped papers. He found the professor’s snack drawer. Barty was deciding which snacks he wanted more when he heard the door smack into a knocked over chair.
“What the hell?” Barty poked his head up, over the edge of the desk. The professor stared at him blankly. Barty latched onto the closest three snacks before running off. He slid between the professor’s legs, out the door. He ran down the hallway, ignoring the professors yells. He turned the corner and hid in a nearby empty closet.
Barty sat on the floor, looking to see which snacks he got. He got a bag of pretzels, Fritos, and an individually wrapped cupcake. He ripped open the pretzel bag. A few flung into the air. One smacked him in the head. He ignored it munching on his pretzels. Barty hadn’t eaten breakfast yet, though now it’d be more of a lunch. He finished his pretzels fairly quickly. Barty wiped his hands on his fur before ripping into the Fritos. He finished those fast too. He looked at the cupcake, deciding he’d save it for later. He looked around the closet. Barty climbed up the shelf. He searched through all the cleaning supplies. He found a small blue towel. He snatched it and jumped off the shelve. He landed on his feet just fine, picking the cupcake and towel in between his teeth.
He left his trash in the closet, before running back out into the halls. Barty needed to find Dorcas. He scattered off towards her favorite place. In the hall towards the astronomy tower was a cushioned bench. Dorcas often sat and read there. It was quiet and very few people actually left down that hall.
Just as he suspected, Dorcas was sitting on the bench with her book open in her lap. He ran up towards her. She glanced up at the sound of a raccoon’s paws. Barty jumped up onto the bench, dropping the small towel and cupcake on her book. She brushed her fingers between his eyes, petting the top of his head.
“Hello, Barty. I see you're stealing today.” Barty flared his teeth at her. Lies. Barty would never steal. He just borrows without permission. Barty patted the towel before jumping back onto the floor and pointing at her backpack on the ground.
“You want something out of my backpack?” Barty huffed and slapped his paw on top of the towel again. Dorcas stared at the towel for a long moment before she glanced back at her backpack.
“You want the towel to be a little raccoon backpack?” Barty celebrated her understanding by spinning around in a circle. Dorcas nodded, accepting the challenge. Dorcas was a quite crafty person, Barty was entirely certain she could do it. After a few minutes of Barty exploring the area around the bench, bored of sitting and waiting, Dorcas called out to him. He came back to her. She motioned for him to spin around. Barty followed her orders. Dorcas gently helped Barty slip his arms through the straps of his towel backpack.
He chittered happily. Barty patted the cupcake in Dorcas’ lap before spinning around again. Dorcas understood, slipping the cupcake into his backpack. Barty chittered again, giving Dorcas a nip on her finger in appreciation. He started off again, his claws clacking on the stone floors. Just as he turned the corner he ran into someone's boots. Barty pulled back, staring up at the assailant.
Marlene stared down at him in confusion. She squated down and reached out to pet him. Barty pulled his head away. He heard Dorcas call Marlene’s name. Marlene glanced up towards the corner. She stepped around Barty as he ran away. Barty slid down the stair banisters as he headed towards the Slytherin common room.
He took a shortcut through the courtyard. Barty spotted a pretty color out of the corner of his eye. He backtracked. Barty plucked the flower. He held it between his teeth as he booked it the common room again.
On his way he noticed familiar hair hanging on the wall. Pandora had found a high up window sill. It was thick enough for her to lay on her back up there. Her head was dangling upside down from the edge of the sill. Barty chittered. Pandora smiled at him upside down. Barty spun around in a circle, earning a cheer from Pandora. Barty sat back on his hind legs, pulling the flower out from between his teeth. He held it out towards Pandora. She gasped and pulled her wand from her pocket. The flower left Barty's hand, floating off towards Pandora. Just as Barty was about to leave, Pandora called to him.
A small box of dark chocolate came down from the window sill, settling gently in front of him. Barty purred, thanking Pandora. He picked up the box before prancing into the common room. The door opened. The mystery Hogwarts raccoon was an honorary Slytherin in the student body’s eyes.
The few people in the commonroom greeted him with various names. No one could pick their favorite so he was ‘Mr. Snuffles Patty-cake Betty Brian Mittens Trashy Panda Man’ most of the time. If someone reached out to pet him he jumped away.
Today Mr. Snuffles Patty-cake Betty Brian Mittens Trashy Panda Man was on a mission. He ran up the stairs to the dorms. Barty took them as fast as one raccoon can go. He found the door easily. It was propped open with a book, a divination book more specifically. Barty set the box down before nudging the door open with his nose. He grabbed onto the box with his teeth again, prancing into the dorm. He shut the door with his behind before glancing around the room.
Your shoes were set perfectly straight on the floor next to Evan's bed. Your bookbag was sat next to them. Barty ran over to Evan's bed, seeing the outline of you both on top of it. Barty tripped over your shoes, knocking them out of place. He dropped the box of chocolate out of his mouth before standing up on his hind legs, pawing at the sheets. He announced his presence with a sad chirp, missing out cuddles. You popped your head up, glancing down. You smiled at seeing your favorite raccoon.
“Hello, darling. Did you have fun?” You muttered petting Barty between his ears.
“Barty's back?” Evan whispered his voice muffled by his pillow. You watched as Barty pulled his box of chocolate up, holding it out towards you. You took it and set it on the bed, before helping Barty up onto the mattress. Barty grabbed onto the chocolate pulling it towards the gap in-between you and Evan.
Your legs were pressed against each other. There was a large gap in between you two. The only other part of your bodies that were touching were your foreheads. The space between you two was creating a makeshift nest.
Barty pushed the box of chocolate towards Evan. Evan peeked one eye open, teetering on sleep. He smiled at Barty, thanking him. Evan picked up the box, turning backwards to set on his nightstand. Evan thanked Barty again, giving him scritches behind his ears. Barty turned his back towards you, pointing his backpack out towards you.
You helped his arms out of the makeshift sleeves. Barty spun around, pulling the cupcake out of the towel. He jutted his head out towards you, the cupcake package held between his teeth. You gently took the cupcake out of his mouth. He stared at you as you awkwardly sat with it in your hands.
“For me?” Barty nodded, nudging it further back into your palm. You cooed, rubbing Barty under his chin. He purred at you. You set your cupcake on the other nightstand behind you. You laid back down pressing your forehead against Evan's again. Barty spun around in circles between you two, trying to find a comfortable place. He finally sat down, curling up into a ball.
You reached out and pet him gently. Barty's eyes fluttered close. Your movements slowed as you fell asleep yourself, your hand resting on Barty's back.
Barty loved wreaking havoc in his animagus form, but his absolute favorite thing is cuddling with his two partners in animagus form. He didn't appreciate Evan's loud ass snores, though.
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They would be so cute
Can someone get the fuck up and write a next Door neighbors au But rosekiller cause im actually in. Needddd
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lilyystarr · 17 hours
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rosekiller invented dom bottom and sub top
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que-carajo · 1 day
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Rosekiller murder husband's fics!
You Hold My Heart In Your Hands
By star4daisy
Summary: Evan is a Serial Killer, what he didn't account for when he chose Barty as his next victim is that he would be just as deranged as he is.
Starvin’ darlin’
By showinalittlelife
Summary: The man suddenly drops the knife, he sighs like all his dreams have been crushed. “Oh, dear, I can’t eat you! You’re rotting! What a shame, thought I’d found a looker too,” he whines miserably.The thoughts in Evan’s mind are racing too fast for him to make any sense of them. He has so many questions—too many questions that are probably better left off unanswered, but before he can think properly, he opens his mouth and speaks. “You think I’m a looker?”
or: Barty is a cannibal, Evan is dying and they go on a little road trip!
It does have cannibalism, Explicit sexual content, blood kinks, murder (obvi) and more weird shit. (But its rosekiller tho 😐 soo its fine)
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isabel-lillah · 14 days
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when James and Reggie got together and James met Reg's friends he took one look at Barty and Evan and he just went god damn it not again
because the flashbacks to pre-relationship Sirius and Remus are hard and he does not want to go through that again
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tigrrliily · 3 months
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I present: Even rosier and Pandora Rosier 🌹🐼
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I decided that I wanted to draw more of the characters within the marauders era. I had to draw the Rosiers as fast as possible after being forced to work on uni assignments for so long🥲but anyway, I hope you like them as much as I do 😊
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you-cant-be-sirius · 7 months
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Barty: What are you writing?
Regulus: The Ministry of Magic wants to know what kind of weapons we have in the house. I'm letting them know it's private information.
Evan, looking over Regulus' shoulder: This just says 'fuck around and find out' in calligraphy.
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alpha-canis-major · 10 months
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The Slytherin Skittles sitting by the black lake
Barty: So Evan, about that date on Friday?
Evan: Shagging in the morning instead of the evening barely counts as a date Crouch.
Barty: Yes it does! Dorcas, shagging in the morning counts as a date right?
Dorcas: If it's just shagging and nothing else afterwards, it's only a date if you didn't share a bed the night before.
Evan: Thank you, at least someone agrees.
Barty: Fine, we won't share a bed the night before.
Evan: Oh you're such a pretentious arsehole, Reggie are you hearing this?
Regulus: Huh?
Pandora: I think Regulus is a bit preoccupied with James Potter and his current lack of a shirt.
Pandora:*passing him some water* Here, you look thirsty.
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my-castles-crumbling · 5 months
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so my wife and I are rewatching the HP movies together and we just started GoF....and she just points and goes...."who's that?"
guys.
my dudes (gender neutral).
my fellow skittles enthusiasts.
it was THE Barty Crouch Jr.
and I've explained wolfstar and even jegulus to her. she's here for it. but how do I begin to articulate rosekiller?
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myrows · 1 month
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And a Rosekiller nsfw comic because I love their dynamic hehe
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theprongspotter · 6 months
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Sirius: Gay son or thot daughter?
Evan: You’re literally both.
Barty: He has that two in one pack deal.
Regulus: Child neglect.
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barty: i think i would genuinely fuck my clone and enjoy it, does that make me fucked up?
evan: i think itd be fucked up to pass up an opportunity to fuck you
barty: sorry?
evan: huh?
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not-rab · 3 months
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Evan, coming out of closet: I don't like ... women.
Barty, mouth agape: ...
Barty: yoU ARE A MISOGYNIST?!
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roadkill111 · 2 months
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barty, when he comes back in covered in hickeys and bites due to spending the last two hours in his dorm with evan and sees dorlene kissing gently: “yall are gay af dudes”
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