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I want to feel loved in the way where someone would burn the world for me

[your-girl-nina]

Passenger

@rosekillermicrofic // May 14th - insane // words: 856 // minors dni

Speeding down the highway, the landscape is rushing past them, a nervous blur of the black night sky and bright neon signs. Evan’s eyes flick down to the dashboard of their trusty Dodge Challenger. And so do Barty’s.

140 miles per hour. 150. 200.

They’re fucking fast.

“Hit the gas, Rosie!” Barty laughs, turning in his seat to catch their trackers tailgating them. They’re fast too. But, considering Evan will turn off the car lights any second, plunging them into total darkness and vanishing the Challenger into the cool air of the night, they stand no chance. Barty’s grin takes up a new dimension of delight.

“Any faster, and I’ll lose track of the road signs”, Evan mumbles, taking one last sip of his soda can. 

Scrunching up the frail metal within his palm, he then throws the remains out of the open window, one hand safely secured to the wheel. For a moment, Barty hoped the can would hit the windshield of the SUV behind them, but to no avail. Disappointed, he clicks his tongue, focussing back on the road ahead.

“Fuck the road signs!” he says. “If one of the pigs wants to stop us now, I’ll show him how pretty his brain looks on the pavement. Didn’t bring those TEC-9s for nothing.”

Huffing, and with his arms crossed above his chest, he slumps back into the passenger seat, propping his feet up against the windshield.

It was supposed to be an easy job; in and out. No witnesses. A simple kidnapping with a shit-ton of ransom money as a reward. But, of course, it had to be a trap, a botched operation. If Riddle wanted to get rid of them so desperately, he should have done it himself, and not sent out a bunch of bloodhounds.

What an egomaniacal, deranged coward. Barty will be all too happy to greet him with a gun inside his pants. And this time, he doesn’t mean his cock.

Roll the windows down, this cool night air is curious. Let the whole world look in. Who cares who sees anything? I’m your passenger.

At the sound of the radio echoing back his own sentiment, the grin reappears. Usually, Barty listens to no one, but the moment couldn’t be more fitting.

“What- what are you doing?” Evan questions warily, his eyes fleetingly glancing over at him.

“Living” comes the simple reply.

Before the pretty blonde can do anything, Barty has rolled the windows down.

Without unbuckling his seatbelt – because why would he fasten it to begin with? – he climbs out halfway, nothing but his waist and legs keeping him inside the racing car. Feeling the harsh air whip through his hair and prick his nose and ears like a thousand tiny needles, an ecstatic cackle bubbles from his lips.

This. This is what it means to be alive, to breathe.

If only for a short moment.

“Get. In”, Evan grunts, pulling Barty back with one harsh tug on his blood-soaked shirt. “You maniac are getting us both killed!”

Almost as if to lend his words some weight, Evan swerves hard right, trying to avoid crashing into the slowing car before them. The tires screech deafeningly in protest and the centrifugal force shoves Barty back into the passenger’s side door. Left and right, empty beer cans and other trinkets are flying through the tiny space, and with one last bumpy correction of his course, Evan gets them back on track.

“Beautiful”, Barty breathes in admiration, his piercing eyes alighting with new fire and his hands shaking from excitement. “No one can drive like you can, Rosie.”

“Save your compliments until we’re fucking out of here, Crouch.”

He looks over to him, watches the wind dance inside his blonde locks. If they go crashing down, Barty will be glad to crash with him.

Here I lay, just like always. Don’t let me go. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go. Take me to the edge.

“Do you trust me?” Barty murmurs into the warm space between them.

“Of course, I trust you”, Evan replies.

“Blindly?”

“Blindly.”

Without another word, Barty leans forward then. Gently, he wraps his hands around Evan’s face, covering his eyes. Freezing at first, the pretty blonde relaxes into the touch easily, his grip slackening on the wheel.

“The road is empty. There is no one in front of us”, Barty coos. “You got this, angel. Let me be your eyes-“

“-and I’ll be your wings”, Evan finishes, a small smile stretching over his lips at the familiar words. 

Confidently, he presses down on the gas pedal, increasing their speed once more. Filled with pride, Barty gently kisses his cheek.

“There is another sloth right in front of us. The right lane is empty. You have about 15 seconds.”

Shifting gears and slowing down without effort, Evan taps the wheel. Gracefully, they avoid yet another crash. Yes, no one can drive like his Rosie. No one knows the road like he does.

“You are one insane motherfucker”, Evan smiles as Barty lifts his hand again. He simply shrugs it off.

“As long as I am yours.”

[your-girl-nina]

So like- situationship/ relationship with characters A and B where they're raising an orphaned child together and they have many enemies after their necks, one night character A comes back from a long 1 month long work trip. They're stressed, exhausted, and just wanna sleep. They get Bach home just in time to see character B passed/knocked out on the drive way clearly severely hurt,and I'm talking 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, looking into death's eyes basically. While a van is leaving quickly, no doubt having kidnapped their child. The child who has brought happiness back into their lives, the child whom they vowed to always protect. So the question is, would they go after the van to bring their child back while their partner is fighting death and deal with guilt of losing the only person who has been by their side their whole life? Or would they help their partner while their child might be getting hurt or they might lose the kid and deal with the guilt of having failed the kid and their partner resents them for not going after the van?

Leave the answers below!

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Hear me out-

The marauders never knew just how batshit crazy the skittles were. They had only heard some rumors but never truly saw their antics, I mean sure they had heard that one of them had set the lab on fire, or the other slept with half the school, or even that they poisoned slug horn. Yet never the fights, the weed, the insane things that thy consider normal. Especially Sirius, he expected his goody two shoes brother's friends to be pretentious assholes.

Cut to when jegulus started dating, the two friend groups started to interact, and that's when they saw how crazy they were. It started as everyone was sitting in the Slytherin common room, then out of nowhere barges on barty and Pandora cackling while running away from something, that's when Evan who was standing closest to the door quickly shut it with a shit eating grin. Regulus let out an exasperated sigh and then Dorcas with a subtle smirk "what'd you two do this time?" And with the most terrifying grin Pandora, sweet, sweet Pandora said in the most soft voice "we jinxed Snape then we lit the classroom on fire" Regulus then just smiled and said "awww thank guys you didn't have to" in the most sarcastic tone despite his smile.

Yeah, that was another thing about the skittles, they were OVERprotective, those guys would kill for each other if the occasion arise. The marauders saw a lot of their antics, from laughing as thy jinx or curse someone, to smoking weed in the perfect's room and playing tag (ON THE EDGE OF THE ASTRONOMY TOWER) but what tops the disastrous cake is when they saw just to which extent their cruelty reaches.

It started with a commotion in the halls, Remus was the first to arrive, then Sirius, and oh was he shocked. He saw his little cousin, HIS LITTLE COUSIN narcissa being hugged by Pandora, while barty absolutely beats the living shit out of Mulciber and Lucius. He looked manic, nose and lip bleeding, but he had this crazed look in his eyes, and a grin of pure evil. All while Evan is smirking at him and Regulus and Dorcas apply healing charms on Mulciber and Lucius so they wouldn't pass out. They were all laughing, Regulus. Was. Laughing. Maniacally. Then narcissa comes up to Regulus and whispers something in his ear. "That's enough barty" he then says. Barty, the fucking maniac seems reluctant to back off until Evan quite literally pulls him off and throws him over his shoulder. Regulus walks menacingly towards the two assholes on the floor, "I'll say this once and once only, you talk like that about my cousin or touch her without her consent one more time and we'll cut you tiny dicks off to shove them so far down your throats till they come out your ass with your shitty personality, got it? " they just nod while the deemed "skittles" saunder off.

Sirius wanted to rip his hair out, james was beyond turned on, Peter looked traumatized while lily was chuckling and Remus looked amused.

Another incident was when both groups were sitting together and a Raven claw came up to then. He was eyeing lily and Dorcas weirdly. "Hey ladies, how about you and I leave those losers alone and have some fun? " they looked beyond uncomfortable, "no thanks mate we're not into that." The guy frowned "I promise you won't regret it, I've got a way with girls". " look pal, they said they weren't interested " snarled barty. "Says the person who slept with half the school, shut up whor-" before he even finishes, he was on the floor, a livid Evan looming over him. "Fucking scum, let's leave"

It took about a week and a half of James and Regulus dating before the marauders realized how fucking batshit crazy they were.

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I would lowkey beg someone to write this. PLEASEEEE SOMEONE MAKE A FIC ABOUT THISSSSS. I'D GIVE YOU MY FIRST BORN.

regulus has always love art, so that's why every morning before barty wakes up and the light peaks through the curtains, giving him an ethereal glow. He would just stare at him, giving him feather touches as he traces barty facial features with so much love. He has always told everyone how Barty is his favorite piece of art to stare at.

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barty crouch junior drank vodka from a plastic waterbottle during the school day

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Am I into bartylus?!?!

barty and regulus would be those couples that kiss and cuddle while waiting for a ride, while their friends look at them in disgust.

and sirius consistently calling them: gay!

regulus and barty: we know, also you. *continues to kiss*

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Rosekiller headcanons: 

going with the fact that Barty was pretty book smart, he found the password to the slytherin dorms, and since then he would always join Evan in his dorms and they would just you know, be their insane smart selves. 

Possessive. They were both extremely possessive when they got together, like insane toxic amount of possessiveness. 

In the dead of night, whenever Barty had nightmares, Evan would always comfort him by singing some random ass wizard stories, and giving him forehead kisses

When they were both not together yet, whenever Evan said something about even being slightly romantically interested in someone, Barty would get nauseous at the thought of Evan kissing someone else, he would throw up in his mouth every time he saw Evan kissing someone. He’s just like that 

!! Slightly NSFW !! They would crazy with them knife kinks

Evan would be more of a neck biter while Barty more of a neck kisser just saying

Barty would take Evan’s last name and pretend it’s his even when they were friends

They became friends bc Evan made fun of Barty’s name BARTEMIUS CROUCH JR

When they first got together they would act so akward around their other friends (regulus Pandora Dorcas etc.) that they immediately knew something was up and that they were dating

During the war, when they became Death Eaters and they would go terrorise people together they would always work to kill more people and then when they’re back home that they kiss covered in blood

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The idea of the Slytherin Skittles dealing with Regulus on veritaserum after Pandora 'accidentally' spiked his drink with it (because she wanted to test how long it would last) is so fucking funny to me, like-

Regulus: I am so mad at all of you right now I'm-

Barty: Aww! You're not gonna kill us? That's so sweet, Reg!

Dorcas: He just loves us too much- isn't that right Reggie?

Regulus: *Jaw clenched looking like he's about to actually commit first degree murder* ...Yes.

Evan and Pandora: *Sharing a look, but trying to keep from smiling*

James, walking into the room completely oblivious: Oh, hey guys- I was just gonna ask if... you alright, Reg?

Regulus: *Looking at James like he is literally everything* James, I-

Barty: *ABSOLUTELY ZERO FUCKING HESITATION, PUNCHING REGULUS SQUARE IN THE FACE*

-Cut to Regulus coming back to, a little while later-

Dorcas: Regulus, please tell me you don't feel like confessing anything at all right now.

*Evan standing in front of Barty, who James is trying to get at to throw a punch*

Regulus: Fucking hell- what did you do that for?!

James: Reg?

Regulus: Barty, I never thought that I would EVER say this, but I could actually kiss you right now.

James and Evan at the same time: Yeah. No- that's a no.

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Things I think the marauders and Slytherins have said, quotes by my classmates:

Just shove it in!

Omg! I hate gay people (he was sitting in his "enemy's" lap)

Id sell you for a stale half eaten Doritos chip

Do these brownies have Molly or am I just trippin? (They did in face have Molly)

Sorry Mr bald man but I'm too cool for your class

Do a flip!

Dear Lord Alex! Stop dancing on the table like a stripper! (Said by Mr bald man himself)

Suck my dick! (Every girl in my class)

I don't pray for God, I pray for Lucifer, hallelujah BITCH.

If Jesus can turn water into wine then so can I.

How many ace people does it take to screw a lightbulb? (If I hear this joke one more time I will lose it)

Actually I'm immortal so-

Roses are red violets are blue, with a face like yours you belong in a zoo.

I fucked your brother

I fucked your mom

I still fuck your dad

I fucked your grandma(she was dead)

Is it just me or do candles actually be bussing?

Great, so my ancestors died for nothing?

Be gone.

The list goes on

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Rosekiller definitely asked jegulus for a foursome.

Regulus who's had a threesome with them before dating james: absolutely not, call me vanilla but I'm never doing THAT again.

James:?!?!

Barty : Booo! You're such a loser!

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Barty definitely wears baggy low waisted short shorts with red lace panties peaking out and Evan wears low rise jeans with his Calvin Klein waist band peaking out. And yes, they go feral about it.

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Regulus : *falls in the pool*

Barty : he can't swim! *jumps to save him*

Evan : YOU CAN'T EITHER!

James : DON'T WORRY I'LL SAVE THEM!

Lily : James you'll drown too!

James : it'll be worth it!

Evan : then jump in! I can't jump with my clothes on!!

Regulus: ....

Barty:....

Remus who pulled them out while the others were talking:...

Barty: EVAN YOU FUCK, SO YOUR SUIT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ME-

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Barty is Italian or at least of Italian descent. He's 3/4 Italian from an Italian mother and a half Italian father. Evan is French. His family moved to Britain yet still visited france every so often. Evan also brings things from France for his friends cause I said so. They also called each other pet names in their native language. They both thought the other was insulting them for a while. Regulus who's fluent in both languages just hides his smile till he got tired of their flirting and exposed them.

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How do I Boop people?

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Yes.

what if…and hear me out…there’s virgin barty who has all these thoughts about the morbid things he wants to do with a partner and what turns him on, but he’s ashamed of how far he’s going—thinking he’s taking it too far, but then evan shows up in his life, and it’s like a match made in heaven because every little thing barty expresses interest in, even if it’s through the means of evan coaxing it out of him, evan goes above and beyond because this is his THING. the need to practically be inside someone like their literal intestines and barty’s obsession with blood makes evan’s eyes roll to the back of his head and watching barty’s eyes go hazy and hooded when he’s struggling for air beneath evan’s grip on his throat and the constant praise AND degradation and the use of restraints and literal fucking tools and knives and shit BUT they haven’t even fucked yet they’re just exploring and it edges barty so fucking bad that he’s sobbing because he’s never felt like this before and evan truly SEES him and cares about what he wants

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Barty is TALL, this man is huge. Taller than Evan, this ma is Remus Lupin sized. Broad shoulder, thick thighs and an ass that will slay enemies. Yet his waist rivals the size of Gigi Hadid's. He's the definition of an elongated hour glass. Ps. Evan is obsessed with it.