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crimsonlovebartylus · 3 months

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Sirius: Barty, truth or dare

Barty: dare

Sirius: Barty, kiss the prettiest guy in the room

Everyone: *laughing and wiggling their eyebrows at Evan*

Barty: *leans forward and kisses Regulus*

Evan:

Regulus:

Sirius: Oooh that's fucked up

Evan: *gets up and leaves upset*

Regulus: What the hell is wrong with you? Evan wait-.. *stands up and follows*

#barty crouch jr #regulus black #evan rosier #the marauders #bartylus #harry potter #the perks of being a wallflower but make it unrequited rosekiller #starkiller #regulus black x barty crouch jr #regulus is only ANGRYYYYY bc evan is his friend #rosekiller #but its unrequited #sorrrrayyyyy

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florsial · 3 months

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Thinking of crowned prince Regulus sitting on the throne, legs crossed and sitting in an almost bored manner, surrounded by gore and viscera while lazily placing a crown on top of the knight, Barty's head with one hand. An idle smirk played on his lips while his gray eyes shone with amusement.

Barty kneels before him covered in blood on one knee, his eyes boring into Regulus'.

Devotion. Loyalty. Lust.

#regulus black #barty crouch jr #regulus arcturus black #bartylus #starkiller #writing #they're so sic for each other #apologies to my moots #regulus and barty #barty and regulus #bartemius crouch junior #barty crouch junior #regulus a black #regulus black x barty crouch jr #regulus x barty #marauders era #slytherin skittles

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mischievovstar · 1 year

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barty: who wants me?

regulus: the mental hospital.

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flyingdreamerwriter · 15 days

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Bartylus in their animagus form

Regulus: Bartyyy! Let me gaww!

Barty: Never, I promise you.

#Evan be like: Why do you even let him get that close to you?#Reg: ...#regulus black #regulus black x barty crouch jr #bartylus #barty crouch jr

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nikolai-alexi · 10 months

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

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wild-flowerhoney · 8 months

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bartylus is actually so underrated (and in desperate need of a new name).

think: barty making fun of james by constantly jokingly asking regulus on a date. it quickly becomes an inside joke in their group and it's all but expected after a while.

until, in fifth year, it becomes true. barty wants to take him on a date but keeps hiding under the joking tone because he's too afraid of actual, true rejection from his closest friend - regulus knows, knows the moment barty won't meet his eyes when asking and discreetly moves away after. but there are eyes everywhere, in hogwarts. people who would eagerly report such a thing to their parents in the hope to reach grimmauld place. and he tells himself they'll have time. that it'll either fade or that they'll try after school. that he'll say yes, someday. because they have time.

they go on one date, in 1979. a single day before the cave, regulus decides to be selfish. he lets himself have, just once. because time's run out (the last grain of sand hit the bottom of the hourglass back when they knelt and accepted a mad man as their master, mentor, owner) and they've wasted it on a bunch of useless "somedays" that'll never actually come.

barty doesn't know what regulus has planned. he goes home, after the day of his dreams. and thinks of the future, now that it's so brilliant and close.

so close he could reach now and grasp it, hold it tight so it won't slip between his fingers like water.

he sprawls on his bed, smiling like a fool and thinks of the warmth he'd felt, waking up next to the same boy he's been in love with since he was fifteen.

he thinks, dreams, hopes. and smiles (regulus is drowning in a cave, pulled down by a thousand hands, as he smokes a cigarette and looks up at the sky.)

they have time.

#marauders #marauders era #bartylus #regulus black #barty crouch jr #regulus black x barty crouch jr #hp

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risetherivermoon · 6 months

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having bartylus thoughts rn....thats the mood 4 tonight

#posting a spam rn cuz i havent been online for a while and im doomscrolling thru marauders posts #having those ideas #marauders #marauders era #harry potter #hp #dead gay wizards #barty crouch jr #regulus black #barty x regulus #regulus x barty #barty crouch jr x regulus black #regulus black x barty crouch jr #me rambling #starkiller #bartylus

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jeanmoreausautismstickers · 11 months

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Stop

“Barty, stop pulling.” Regulus scolds, grabbing Barty’s arm. “I can’t, Regulus. I don’t. I don’t know what’s wrong but I have to. I can’t stop.” Regulus take both of his hands, rubbing soothingly over the back of them.

He leans up, kissing both of Barty’s eyebrows. “Darling, breathe. They’re almost gone, you have to stop. You’re irritating your skin.” Barty makes a whimpering sort of noise, trying to tug his hands away. “Please, Regulus.” Regulus shakes his head.

Lying back on the bed, he pulls Barty with, resting a hand across his forehead. “Shh, just have a nap, love. Just relax. I’ve got you.”

Barty scrubs his eyes, trying to rid himself of the tears. “Why can’t I stop? I don’t understand...” Regulus shushes him again, gently rubbing his head. “It’s okay. You’re anxious, aren’t you? Nothing wrong with it, you just need to relax and calm down, darling. It’s okay.”

Barty shakes his head. “I’m trying, I swear. I’m trying so hard.”

Regulus hums, kissing his hair. “I know. Just relax, darling. I know you’re trying.”

#barty crouch jr #barty crouch junior #regulus x barty #regulus black x barty crouch jr #bartylus #regulus black #trichotillomania #he just like me fr #literally wrote this to keep my hands busy so i would stop lmao #the maruaders #marauders era #slytherin skittles

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sommerregenjuniluft · 2 months

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@hpsaffics feb 3 - time loop - 1117words

aka fem bartylus in their bonnie and damon from season 5 of vampire diaries arc (i made myself cry with this but also i'm on my period so who knows ksfjf)

“Hey, look,” Barty says, her head popping up over one of the grocery store shelves, “The small, pickled corn cobs you like so much are on Sale.”

Regulus doesn’t have to look up to see the shit eating grin stretching her lips as she holds up the jars of pickled corn with the impossible to miss, red SALE stickers that have been there for every single day of the past 3 months. She simply rolls her eyes and turns to grab an OJ out of the cooler, like she does every Saturday morning. Regulus believes in keeping a weekly and daily schedule in favor of not going insane, thanks a lot.

There’s a noise across the empty store that sounds like Barty put two of the jars into the shopping cart.

Regulus sniffs, ignoring the flutter in her stomach as well as the sting deep inside her ribcage.

She goes about filling her own cart methodically, absentmindedly listening to Barty mucking about wherever she is. Humming under her breath, bags crinkling, the sounds of the cart clinking against stuff. Barty has great spatial awareness in any situation except for the grocery store.

Regulus still feels last weekend in the tender bruises along her Achillies heel. If bruises stayed that long she’d have enough evidence from a year ago to build a real case. They do not, however, so Regulus is just left with the knowledge of it and that hollow feeling in her chest like someone had a big scoop and Regulus’ heart was a tub of Ben & Jerries.

She continues down the aisle in a bit of a daze. Eggs, oatmilk, protein bars, Earl Grey, Spaghetti and Fusilli because Barty is a fussy shithead that won’t eat other forms of pasta.

They meet again in the snack aisle, Regulus rounding the corner and finding Barty curled over her cart, studying the back of a honey puffs packet.

She’s gnawing on her bottom lips, rosy mouth pursed to the side and the line between her eyebrows deep and pulled low beneath her fringe and Regulus watches some of the longer brown hair slip over her shoulder and to the front. The round muscle is bare, freckled, and so are her arms because last week Barty made it her mission to go through Evan’s closet and cut off the sleeves of his every one of his t-shirts.

Regulus had been furious.

She misses him desperately. Pandora and Sirius, too. The very first night she’d slept in her best friend’s bed, clad in one of Sirius’ softest shirts. Regulus doesn’t remember a time she’d wept herself to sleep so harshly.

Barty had come and gotten her after 32 hours of refusing to leave the room and dragged her into a shower before plopping her down on one of the kitchen bar stools and making pancakes for her. Whipped cream and blueberries on the side. And then she’d left to go wherever it is she goes every single morning after breakfast until she’s returning for lunch.

She slips the strand of silky straight hair behind her ear now and then glances up when Regulus advances farther into the aisle.

Their eyes meet for a moment, mint and blue gray, clashing, getting caught in each other. Hooks sinking in, ripping at the entangled spots, and when Regulus finds it in herself to break away she feels raw. Chafed. A hotly throbbing ache. Burning.

Regulus looks around in the shelves but she isn’t really seeing any of the things. It takes a moment and then she’s taken aback when she genuinely can’t find the Ritter Sports party mix. It should be right in front of her, nestled between the Kinder stuff and the no name rows of chocolate bars. There’s an empty space on the shelf where they should sit and Regulus blinks at that spot in confusion.

Before she can do more about it the cold metal of a shopping cart grazes Regulus’ naked calf, jolting her and making her look up at Barty where she’s come closer, still lazily draped over the handle of her cart, now sporting an amused expression.

Her smirk is horribly smug and sitting a little lopsided on her unfairly beautiful face, “Lookin’ for something, Black?”

Regulus opens her mouth to respond but then Barty props her chin in one of her palms and cocks her head at an exaggerated angle, pointedly letting her gaze wander over the shelf Regulus is standing in front of numbly. And then up.

Regulus blinks again and then follows her line of sight automatically. She sweeps her gaze back around and up and then spots the chocolates where they’re perched on the very top of the shelf. Neatly set up over the row of Reezes there.

All the way up there and impossible for Regulus to reach.

Her favorite chocolates.

Barty had taken the time to put every last of Regulus’ favorite chocolates on the top of that shelf with such care for order she’s never once applied to their pantry in the months they’d lived together back when they were a couple.

Regulus feels her browns knit, eyes burning with anger and when she looks over she watches the smile on Barty’s face turn wider. That’s about all Regulus is able to take.

Her chin starts crinkling and she feels her lips start to wobble despite the way she’s biting down on the inside of her lower one hard enough to draw blood. There’s nothing Regulus can do against the tears shooting into her eyes and the way her throat starts to clog up before, pathetically, a single sob escapes her.

And then she’s crying. Full on, shoulders shaking with it and Barty’s smile falls.

She looks properly panicked and the cart gets shoved to the side, colliding loudly with the opposite shelf, and then she’s there to pull Regulus into a hug.

Her head hangs uselessly as she weeps into the crook of Barty’s arm and chest, deep heaving sobs as Barty cradles her head and holds her tight by the shoulders.

“Hey, hey,” Barty mumbles, voice strained, “I’m sorry, Reg, I’m sorry. I’ll get them back down.”

Regulus uselessly ruts her face into the naked skin, tasting salty shame in the corners of her lips.

“Every single one of them, I’ll get them all down, baby. I’m sorry,” she whispers, breath hot on the crown of Regulus curls.

Regulus finds her hands fisted into the material of Barty’s shirt, clutching at it numbly while she tries to swallow the sobs, “I hate you.”

Barty nods above her, “I know, baby,” and if Regulus didn’t know any better she'd think she hears shame and regret mixed into the words. “I know.”

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neaverse · 10 months

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Just did a thing...

Give it a read<3

#bartylus #Regulus Black x Barty Crouch Jr #ao3 #Bartylus fic #marauders #regulus black #barty crouch junior #my fics

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crimsonlovebartylus · 5 months

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In Karaoke:

Evan: reg it's your turn

Pandora: oh no..

Dorcas: here we go again

Regulus: *clears his throat and points at Barty* But mama, i'm in love with a criminal and this type of love isn't rational, it's physical.

Barty: ....

Dorcas: every single time...

Regulus: He is a villian by the devils law, he is a killer just for fun fun fun.. *straddles barty and smirks*

Barty: I'm actually enjoying this very much

All three: of course you are.

#bartylus #regulus black #barty crouch jr #marauders #the marauders #harry potter #regulus black x barty crouch jr #regulus x barty #regulus black and barty crouch jr #the skittles #slytherin skittles #evan rosier #pandora rosier #dorcas meadowes

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florsial · 13 days

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More bartylus hc

-They are both fucking pretentious in their own ways (12 Owls Barty??? He would be on his knees for Lady Macbeth) (only cuz he thinks of Regulus when he reads her lines)

-Regulus is lokie more a Hermia variant from Midsummer Night's Dream and Barty reminds me of a more unstable Helena variant tbh

-People think that Regulus is the one who reads more but it's actually Barty. He reads the Song of Achilles and doesn't stop crying for DAYS, Regulus refuses to touch that book.

-He also was the first outta the both of them to read Jane Eyre and most of his annotations were about Reg

-Barty's first copy of Frankenstein belonged to Regulus so it was already annotated. He spent more time reading the annotations than the actual text. So Regulus had to get him a clean copy.

-Regulus likes to wear tinted chapstick because the look of being really pale with red lips makes him think he looks good. So this leads to his drinks being stained with red lips. Barty loves it, a simple act that makes his heart flutter.

-Barty drinks his coffee straight black while Regulus' coffee is just more sugar than anything

-Regulus has a variety of teas that he switches from daily, Barty just drinks black with cream and sugar.

-Regulus subconsciously taps his fingernails against a table or wherever, and normally it unnerves people (cuz he's a Black so they think he wants something from them) but Barty likes to zone out to the sound since he likes the steady rhythm Regulus taps on.

-Trans Regulus Black with expensive hair accessories that he doesn't use anymore and Barty Crouch Jr who has too much hair and not enough patience (and def not the style to pull off expensive hair clips)

-ULTRAVIOLENCE IS REGULUS' FAVORITE ALBUM I SAID WHAT I SAID HE IS BLASTING MONEY POWER GLORY ON REPEAT AND SCREAMING OUT THE LYRICS OF I FUCKED MY WAY UP TO THE TOP, BARTY LOVES IT WHEN HE GETS TO SING THE ENDING OF BROOKLYN BABY WITH HIM AND HE SO IN LOVE WHEN REGULUS SINGS THE BEGINING OF COLA

-Anyways Barty would like Måneskin, like cmonnn, him playing VALENTINE and thinking of Regulus?? Screaming his heart out to ZITTI E BUONI??? BABY SAID for the angst?? OWN MY MIND???? And him being Italian ig

-The Pantheon is hiding a snake in their dorms which likes to wrap itself around Regulus' neck, and Barty just stares

-Regulus comes back in 6th year with his hair cut and Barty chokes on his bitter ass coffee and coughs so violently a first year slytherin asked if he needed to see Madam Pomfrey

-Barty is pretty good with romance and sad movies, Reg is not, he actively balling his eyes out to fucking Disney movies. But Barty will not shut up during mysteries, he will immediately go on insane rants about the ending. And Regulus can’t hide his expressions when watching horror while Barty is watching with his brows permanently pressed together

#bartylus #regulus black #marauders era #barty crouch jr #barty crouch jr x regulus black #starkiller hcs #starkiller #regulus black x barty crouch jr #regulus x barty #headcannons #regulus arcturus black #barty crouch junior

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acciugaletueprimule · 7 months

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I’m translating in english my first Bartylus <3 It’s really slow burn, and Regulus centric (currently working on a Barty centric too).

Enjoy, it’s really important to me <3

#the marauders #bartylus #bartylus slow burn #barty crouch jr #regulus black #starkiller #barty crouch jr x regulus black #regulus black x barty crouch jr

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flyingdreamerwriter · 7 months

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Bartylus fic rec

Ice skating date !

Barty and Regulus rlly are the cutest in this.

two and a half thousand words of pure fluff.

"After all, Reggie, why would I bring you on an ice skating date if I’d no clue how?”

“Maybe because you’re—stupid,” Regulus says, flustered now. He can’t help it around Barty.

“Psh,” Barty waves him off. “Stupid about you, maybe.”

Regulus rolls his eyes, adjusting his beanie as an excuse to hide his face behind his hands. “Stop flirting.”

“There’s no fun in that,” Barty replies.

#not mine at all !!!!#marauders fandom #regulus black #marauders #barty crouch jr #marauders fic #fic recs #marauders ships #regulus black x barty crouch jr

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cursednevermore · 2 years

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Rules: Write last line of your WIP and then tag some more peeps or summat like that

Regulus was brought back out of his memories with the burn of his left fore arm. He was calling him. With a quick flick of his wand, he summoned his robes and mask to change into before making sure his occlumency shields are up and secure then disappearing on the spot.

Thanks to @screamingfae for the tag! Tagging: @silhouettedsinner, @tomarrysickness, @itsevanffsbutspam, @regulus-can-swim & @regulusb14ck

Sorry, about the tags! Don't feel like you have to share owt. :D

#harry potter #first wizarding war #regulus black #regulus arcturus black #starkiller #barty crouch jr #regulus black x barty crouch jr

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wild-flowerhoney · 8 months

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“the love was there. it didn't change anything. it didn't save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there.”

dumbledore going to sirius after barty's received the kiss - eyes grave and tired, showing his true age. characteristic glimmer snuffed out - and sirius thinks its something about harry, something about voldemort, that has him this worried. this defeated.

but "no," dumbledore says "no, sirius, this has nothing to do with voldemort or harry." and there's an underlying sadness to his words - some unspoken grief lingering in the air. soaking every movement till his limbs appear shaky and his movements unsure, practiced yet clumsy.

dumbledore is holding a box - plain wood, unremarkable in any way.

"this," he says "was given to me by barty crouch jr before the dementors could get to him. it was his last wish to have someone to give it to, someone to keep it safe."

sirius is confused, terribly so. he says as much, reaches out as if to slap the box away, might be dangerous - dumbledore shields it, carefully, as if it were made of glass.

"i had one last conversation with crouch, where he told me all i needed to know about its contents. i've come here now to relay to you the same knowledge he gave me and pass on this box to you, as you are the one that should get to have it."

sirius opens the box.

regulus black, fifteen years old, scowls at him from an old picture. regulus black, twelve years old, waves cheerfully. regulus black, seventeen years old, looks to the side nervously.

"tell me."

albus dumbledore speaks - quiet, as if the words could fall apart were he any louder - and something secret, long hidden away in dark rooms, is brought to light.

#marauders era #marauders #regulus black #hp #sirius black #albus dumbledore #barty crouch jr #regulus black x barty crouch jr #bartylus #slytherin skittles #adding this to my list of wips #barty half crazed and knowing he's going to die #passing on all he knows about regulus because he's already dead and doesn't deserve to completely disappear #and dumbledore #truly understanding what it means to love someone you shouldn't and make awful choices in the wake of it #listening as if barty's words were sacred #here is another love that wont make it to the history books #this is very dear to my heart but also ouch

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