#I know he’s a slytherin

[slytherinboysappreciation]

Tom Riddle III Moodboard

[where-is-vivian]

James, running late to class: Sorry, professor, I'm late. My alarm clock didn't go off.

Everyone in the classroom staring at him:

Professor Flitwick: Nice of you to join us, Mr. Potter.

James, walking to his seat next to Sirius:

Sirius, staring holes at the back of James' head:

Professor Flitwick, turning around to resume his lesson, but just before he adds: I'd advise you you don't mistake your uniform with someone else's next time you're running late.

James, clueless: What? *then, whispering to Sirius* What?

Sirius, shooting daggers at him: Prongs. Who's Slytherin tie is this?

James, blinking, and slowly looking down at the green tie he's wearing, before looking up sheepishly: Haha, you're not going to belive this—

[thenotebonthepiano]

rip regulus black you would definitely join the S.P.E.W.

[t1oui]

i don't think the hp next gen fandom talks enough about how percy's kids would be treated differently just because they're his.

like, the kids don't know why. neither do their cousins. they're just used to weird looks from their aunt and uncles and grandparents. they're used to fewer photos of their father and more jokes thrown in his direction. they're used to traits they share with percy being seen as a negative.

and maybe it's subtle. maybe their presents at christmas and birthdays aren't as personalized as the presents their cousins get, and maybe they don't notice at first because their parents always try to give them presents they'll definitely love. maybe at family get-togethers, every cousin has one of their favorite sweets made but percy's kids were never asked. but they don't notice this, either, because percy makes a big deal of them baking their favorites together when they get home.

no matter the way you look at it, with percy and audrey or percy and oliver, with percy in gryffindor or slytherin, his kids would've been treated differently by their family.

[bri-cheeses]

“Have you ever been in love?”

The question seems to take Evan by surprise. “What?”

Barty repeats the question, shifting up into a sitting position. His hands dig into the ground, still damp from last night’s rain. “Have you ever been in love?”

There’s a beat of silence. Then, looking down at his feet, Evan quietly answers, “Yes.”

Suddenly, Barty is mad at himself for asking. He can’t even say why he asked in the first place; he simply had the thought, and being the impulsive person he is, he asked without thinking. Now he wishes he hadn’t, if only to have avoided this odd burning in his chest caused by Evan’s answer. And really, he should drop the topic, based on downcast tint to Evan’s response, but he can’t seem to let it go. So instead, he presses the issue.

“When?” he asks, looking intently at Evan.

At that, Evan looks to his left, purposely avoiding eye contact with Barty. He stubs out his cigarette on the grass next to him, a thin curl of smoke rising up from it as he does so. “A long, long time ago.” His voice is dark with something Barty can’t name.

“Did it end well?”

Evan cuts him a look. “Who said it ended?”

At his words, something twists inside Barty. Suddenly there’s a lump in his throat as he works to get out his next sentence. “Well, you said a long time ago. So I thought that it was a, uh, past thing.”

“Yeah. It was a long time ago. When I… fell in love.”

Barty knows he’s the one who started this conversation, but he really hates the way Evan says love in reference to some mystery person. At least he used past tense, though, meaning it’s a thing of the past.

“So what happened?” Barty questions.

“They didn’t want me in the way I wanted them. Still don’t want me that way.” There’s something bitter in Evan’s tone, and he’s gone back to refusing to look at Barty. In contrast, Barty stares at him intently. He feels as though he’ll be able to see through Evan’s exterior and into his insides, where all his secrets are hidden, if he only looks hard enough.

“Who was it?”

“Does it matter?” Evan’s voice is biting as he sharply turns his head back towards Barty.

“Yes. No. I don’t know.” Barty leans back onto his elbows, tearing his gaze from Evan. It’s almost comical how their positions have changed; now, Evan stares at Barty, and Barty looks out over the lake in an effort to avoid his gaze.

“It was no one important, okay?”

“Oh.” Something settles in Barty when he hears that, even if Evan’s tone contrasts with his dismissive words. “They were—still are—an idiot, though. Just for the record.”

Evan laughs in that disbelieving way of his, as if he’s sharing an inside joke with himself. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Barty says definitively. “I mean, you’re perfect. And whoever can’t see that is an idiot.”

“Perfect?”

“Yup.” Barty means it, too.

“Yeah, well,” Evan scoffs, “it isn’t good enough for them. So it doesn’t matter.”

“Well, you’re good enough for me,” Barty says hotly. “So don’t worry about that asshole. Because and me? We’re best friends, and you’ll always be good enough for me. You know that, right?”

Evan is avoiding Barty’s gaze again. He picks at the grass next to him, focusing on that instead. “Right,” he says somewhat bitterly.

“I mean it,” Barty insists. “You are.”

Evan looks at him, smiling sadly. “Thanks, Bee. But it’s getting cold. I think I’ll head back inside if that’s all right with you.”

“I—okay. Yeah, uh, sure.”

With that, Evan gets up and begins the walk back to the castle. Barty watches him go, thinking their entire exchange over.

He’s not entirely sure where the conversation went sour enough to get Evan to leave, but clearly something must’ve caused his abrupt departure. Even if Barty had thought he had said the right things to get Evan to cheer up again. He had meant what he said, too; Evan always would be good enough for him. Barty honestly couldn’t imagine a better best friend.

So Evan shouldn’t, Barty thinks heatedly, have ever been hung up on some asshole who couldn’t even see how amazing he is.

Barty continues to sit there, close to the shore of the lake, and watches Evan’s retreating form. And as he watches Evan reach up to wipe at his eyes, trying and failing to act like it was nonchalant gesture, he resolves to find out who Evan was talking about. And he’s going to make them, whoever it may be, pay for how they hurt Barty’s best friend.

[pendwelling]

TWSB Hogwarts AU!

Inspired by my AU fic on ao3!

[florsial]

How the pantheon r named on phones:

Regulus Black (Rarely gives out his phone number): Sirius: REGGIE James: My Heart <3 Barty: reg Evan: Brother (real) Pandora: Unofficial brother 💗 Dorcas: Bitch <3

Barty Crouch Jr (surprisingly dry): Regulus: Barty Evan: fav pain in the ass <3 Pandora: junior Dorcas: BB Mrs. Crouch: my son ❤️

Evan Rosier (doesn't even reply but has everyone's number somehow): Regulus: 🌹🌹🌹 Barty: rosie Pandora: Twin <33 Dorcas: E(mergency) R(oom)

Pandora Rosier (Only person worth texting): Lily: love 💕 Regulus: Dora <3 Barty: pannn Evan: Twin <33 Dorcas: only person who gets me

Dorcas Meadowes (also doesn't reply): Marlene: FAVORITE MF Regulus: Cas Barty: dorcas Evan: the smart one Pandora: Cas <333

[findustrations]

The skittlessssss! They are so chaotic I love them they individually so special to me

[03junkie]

evan rosier and the biggest baggiest jeans you’ve ever seen

[ditchesanddunes]

I feel like we forget how tragic Bartys story actually was. First he has to deal with his dad, his shitty dad. The dad who was willing to lock him in Azkaban, his own son, without batting an eye. Then he goes to hogwarts and he find his people, his home. But they died, all of them died. His family, the only people he was ever truly loyal to. Gone. And he goes insane, he ends up spending 13 years in Azkaban alone. And then to top it off, he probably didn’t even know Pandora was dead until after he got out. I could imagine the thought of her being okay bringing him comfort, just to find out she died.

Then he helped bring Voldemort back from the dead, because he wasn’t a good person, no matter what way you turn it, he wasn’t. I did not say all this to excuse the terrible things he did. But rather just to lay out his life.

[risetherivermoon]

Barty probably had a time turner because he did all of his OWLs (kinda like Hermione did) and i 100% bet that he fucked with people all the time because of it,

like,

Barty, walking into a classroom after Regulus saw him walking in the courtyard out the window:

Regulus: where the fuck did you come from?

Barty: what do you mean?

Regulus: I just saw you-

Barty: you're delusional Regulus

Regulus: I swear-

Barty: ✨delusional✨

[moonytoast-x]

barty definitely called evan 'evie' a lot (as in ee vee) and evan definitely lost his mind every time

[why-are-all-the-users-taken]

Harry Potter where everything is the same expect Harry is in Slytherin, Ron is in Hufflepuff and Hermione is in Ravenclaw but they're all still best friends [more in tags]

[crustycrackhead]

StarHalo is literally when two knights duel: one is honorable and and one would throw dirt in the other’s eye to gain an advantage. Also they’re sweating and covered in blood.

[arliedraws]

Thinking very hard about how to get Slytherin!Sirius to cry…

I enjoy writing Slytherin!Sirius because he hates inauthenticity SO MUCH, and all he wants is to be seen as himself, but he’s forced to play a character 24/7. He can’t even be himself at home. He needs James to see him as Sirius, not the heir of a prominent pure-blood family. But James can’t grant him personhood after all this time even though he knows Sirius is more than what he lets people see; forcing this emotional separation keeps James in control and makes all of their interactions “safe.”

“Interactions” being mutual wanking and finger sucking, of course.

GOD, they need each other SO BADLY. How can i get sirius to cry about it…?

[bri-cheeses]

Why do I feel like Evan just sat with the knowledge of being in love with Barty for the longest time, and then only told Pandora about it after she had already told him that she knew about it. And then on the other hand we have Barty, who had that moment of “Oh, I’m in love with him” and immediately went SPRINTING to tell Regulus how pretty Evan is