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voted most cutest couple at hogwarts >3< !!!!!
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The beauty of a black ⭐



After too many hours and restarting this drawing like five times I am finally done with it ( I like the sketch more than the final illustration 😅). Thanks to all the people who told me to keep going, if you wanna see more of my process and vote for the next artwork follow me on insta, I love talking with you guys 💖🌞
Drawing Sirius has been a torture every time,he is too beautiful 💔, but I also want to keep him human, I don't know if you get me.
I want to return to my traditional technique, craving some oil paintings 👄
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i will be your shadow, i will follow you, never let you go
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Barty and Regulus having sex after Barty kills his father. Barty is still covered in his blood and Regulus licks it off of him, her mouth and tongue covered in it as they kiss.
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The Black brothers getting so incredibly high before a family event they’re being forced to go to. Everyone is just so confused bc suddenly Regulus is acting out like Sirius would and Sirius is in a corner zoning out like Regulus normally does
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The darkest point in bartylus’ relationship was actually before it even started btw
They were like 15 and had been in love with each other since they met but Barty never said it because he thought regulus was too good for him to feel the same way he did and regulus never said anything because he forgets that people can’t read his mind and just assumed Barty knew. Barty did not know. Barty was choking himslef to death like a dog pulling on a leash wanting more from regulus but never said anything and regulus didn’t notice so Barty looked elsewhere for that warmth from a nobody he doesn’t even remember and regulus saw it and all hell broke lose. To Barty anyway, to everyone else nothing really changed.
Regulus iced him out. He didn’t react at all when he saw someone else feeling up and kissing (and possibly more if we wanna be messy) with his Barty and his face didn’t even change. He gave Barty a once over and turned around and left and didn’t even look at Barty for the next 2+ months. Barty, poor naive Barty, thought they’d be back to being whatever friendship he thought they were after a few days and was reduced to a beggar after a week of regulus pretending Barty wasn’t anything more than a shadow cast near him.
Barty went through a crazy depressive episode when he realized regulus’ stubborn anger was now directed at him and there was nothing he could do to change it. His world didn’t feel real when regulus wasn’t in it. He doesn’t remember having any senses during that period. Eveyrthing was suffocating and nothing and all he did was wallow in regret, regret, regret.
Then depression turned to desperation and he was back hounding regulus to look at him please look at me regulus please I’m not real when you don’t look at me regulus. He got on his knees and wrapped his arms around regulus’ waist and shoved his blubbering face into regulus thighs and begged him to give him a chance please regulus just a minute I can explain I’ll never fuck up again I promise please and since regulus doenst really have a choice he gives him the minute to explain himself and Barty downs the truth potion he painstakingly brewed himself just to get regulus to believe him and reveals his very soul in a desperate confession that shakes regulus out of his silent storm of betrayal and mourning.
So that’s why when they finally got together they were literally inseparable from day 1
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/65544943
First fic Ive posted in years lol.
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bartylus is for the religious trauma gays. no other marauders ships serves catholic guilt like these two twinks
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“you cut your hair.”
barty turns to see a boy he recognizes from his class. he thinks his name starts with an “r” but he can’t recall what it is. he knows he sits alone every class and he’s never seen him talk to anyone. although he always happens to see him around, they normally don’t acknowledge each other, which is why him speaking is such a shock. well, that and the fact he’s just standing there staring at barty looking deeply offended. barty doesn’t know what he did wrong. he thinks back to his question and touches his hair which is noticeably shorter and confirms, “uh yeah i cut it.”
“why did you do that?”
“sorry, who are you?” barty asks not really defensive just curious. maybe a little amused.
“it doesn’t matter. why did you cut your hair?”
“felt like it. what’s it to you?”
“nothing.”
“nothing?”
regulus snaps “nothing!” one more time before storming away leaving barty very confused yet very intrigued.
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Interview with The Vampíre (2022—)
And I cannot say even now that I regret Claudia, that I wish I had never seen her, nor held her, nor whispered secrets to her, nor heard her laughter echoing through the shadowy gaslighted rooms of that all too human town house in which we moved amid the lacquered furniture and the darkening oil paintings and the brass flowerpots as living beings should. Claudia was my dark child, my love, evil of my evil. Claudia broke my heart.
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barty and regulus would have loved doing the telephone tiktok dance except regulus was roped into it by barty w his fuck ass car in the bg
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Well, my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
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