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https://archiveofourown.org/works/65690863/chapters/169164631
omg hey guys
dorlily wins
i think evan rosier (known control freak who is weird about his own physicality) CANNOT tolerate having a cold. whenever he comes down with anything, he regains control over the situation by passing the germs on to barty. evan puts barty on his knees, and fingers open his mouth, and spits on his tongue when he's at his most contagious (evan, the healer, would know). barty swallows nicely, and smiles, and thinks it's the hottest thing anyone's ever done to him.
this way evan feels less helpless when he lets barty dote on him— barty's already started sniffling & coughing when he brings evan his tissues, crackers, blankets— and evan knows it will only be a week until their positions are reversed. he thinks about his germs inside his boyfriend's body, weakening it for him. he thinks about how helpless barty will look in the sickbed, all while he curls up in his arms.
ideal careers for barty crouch jr besides being a domestic terrorist:
line cook
heretic
slutty eurotrash dj
eccentric, dexterous 1890s safecracker enlisted in a high-stakes heist to steal the queen’s diamonds
the guy that people mean when they say “i know a guy” in mafia movies
STUNT MAN
2000s pop-punk emo band frontman with pictures of his crotch on myspace
manipulative high society victorian-era celebrity hypnotist famous for “causing” somnambulism at his “shows”
electrician (thanks lune)
engineer, but specifically the one behind the infrastructure used in risky motorcycle stunts
slutty eurotrash club promoter
the sound-effects foley guy for b-roll action movies who is always walking around w/ headphones and holding one of those skinny boom mics
house husband
ideal careers for regulus black besides being a failed domestic terrorist:
the sullen, withholding renaissance-era muse of a tortured artist, posing in place of the angels, his enigmatic yet eerily beautiful portrait immortalized forever on the ceiling of a cathedral
critic of any kind (professional hater)
surgeon at a hospital for stuffed animals
a broken man, unfixable. a fool, hated by all, exploited till death. only in this way will he be redeemed
cunty benedictine monk
rosekiller start off their first date by fitting each other for fangs so they can bite each other and draw blood
spaced (2001) syltherin skittles au when??? .... i fear this may be too niche
spaced (2001) syltherin skittles au when??? .... i fear this may be too niche
juno (2007) but it's lily evans. bartylily but it's unplanned teenage pregnancy au
YOU CHANGED YOUR THEME IT LOOKS SO ETHEREAL IM IN LOVE
MWAH, new theme, new me, i missed u
♡ Fire Burn and Caldron Bubble ♡
Chapter 2
Pairing: Regulus Black/James Potter
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 16k - WIP
Tags: No Magic AU, Burlesque Club, Dancer!Regulus, Photographer!James, crack treated seriously lmao
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“You’re not going to guess who’s here!” Sirius twists Regulus around to help him unclasp the pearl body chains in a flurry of movement that has become their routine. “Remember the fit prefect who sold weed in the haunted bathroom at St Anne's?” The chains slip to the floor with a clank.
Regulus is having a fucking heart attack.
Years have passed since their catholic school days. Now the boys have reunited in the queerest burlesque club in Soho.
Serendipitous? Surely.
Sexual tension? Plenty.
Chaos? As God intended.
officially making my return to tumblr to recommend you this literal masterpiece
hey babe how’re you doing??? long time not hearing from you
hello hi hi, my lovely moon, sorry ive been gone since literally december, I've had a very TURBULENT few months and can no longer show my face to the general public, so I'm back and hopefully to stay! love ya lots, hope you've had an amazing new year xxx
do you think Barty writes sad boy poetry........?
no when barty's sad he just whips it out and has catharsis by wank
barty was briefly on the debate team but got kicked out when he only ever rebutted with “nuh uh” and “i fucked your mother”
imagine waiter james who has a huge crush on the chef of the restaurant he works at (regulus) and he’s also clueless as hell so like some client says ‘compliment the chef’ and james is a stuttering mess of like hey reg…gulus you look, er, you look great today, you know? cause yes he flirts none stop with reg but he was caught off guard by the request and reg is just SO confused like what when did you lose all the charm wtf has happened and barty (who overheard everything, from the client request to now) is trying so very hard to not fall on the ground laughing because james
I LOVE YOUR FICS. IVE OBSESSIVELY READ EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER YOUVE EVER POSTED AND THEY ARE INSANELY GOOD😭 ily and your work thank you so much for them🫶
ahhh thank you, this made my absolute day you're so sweet to send this ily too <3333