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hi! i’m seraph/sera :) i’m gonna be honest, i don’t know what i’m doing here, i just used to be a lurker, but i feel like i have too many thoughts and i need to put them somewhere.
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#seraph spouts ~ posts from my brain
lowkey tho barty would eat raw meat.
Rip barty crouch jr i wouldve smoked cigarettes with you and kept you alive forever
soft
575 words, @rosekillermicrofic
Class was boring, so Barty flicked his best friend in the forehead and muttered under his breath, just loud enough so that the other students around them could hear and gossip about it later, “Heard you went soft, Rosie.”
“Soft when?” Evan shoved Barty away, trying to focus on what he was writing. Algebra.
Barty smirked twistedly, “While you were inside—”
Evan pressed his pencil into the book harshly, “No one, I was inside—”
“And that’s why she broke up with you,” Barty finished smugly.
Finally, Evan dropped the pencil and looked up from his work to glare at him, “Can you stop making up rumours—?”
“Who me?” Barty clutched his chest in faux-innocence. “I’d never. You’re my ride-or-die, Evan. As in, I ride you or I die—”
“Thought I’m too soft,” he scoffed, picking up his pencil.
“Nah, you’re always hard in me,” Barty leaned back in his chair to watch him.
“Must be painful,” Evan snarked, writing again.
“I’ve gotten used to it,” Barty swung forward.
Evan made a face at his scribbled maths. “Wait, how long have we been—?”
Barty gasped, “You don’t remember?! I’m calling quits.”
“Two break ups in one day,” Evan shook his head, hair falling into his eyes as he got out an eraser. “How am I coping?”
“Botox,” Barty blurted, staring at his face.
“Figured out my secret,” Evan muttered, concentrating intensely on erasing his botched-up maths, scrunching the paper while he did so.
“It’s a botched-up job,” Barty hummed, crossing his arms.
“I’m switching surgeons,” Evan casually brushed the rubber crumbs off his ruined page, looking pleased at how he’d fixed his mistake by rubbing it out. Barty wanted to laugh at him.
“No one could fix your face,” he pushed.
Ignorantly, Evan played into Barty’s fabricated game, “You used to fuck me, what’re you complaining about?”
Grinning, Barty said mournfully, “Don’t bring up bad memories. The wound’s still fresh, we broke up today.”
“I’m glad,” Evan said shortly. He wrote something down and added, “You’re skanky.”
Barty wasn’t sure if he was addressing him or the algebra. Either way, “Rat.”
“I’ma set my man on you,” Evan continued glaring at the maths.
“Already got a new man?” Barty raised an eyebrow. “Slut.”
“Misogynist.”
“You’re the one feeding into sexist beauty standards.”
“Don’t shame the plastic surgery.”
Barty could feel the eyes of the kids behind them flicking between their conversation like they were watching a sitcom. He bit back a grin, “What if I liked the way you looked before?”
Evan glanced up at him as if he was weird. “I still look the same. I didn’t actually—”
“Good.”
“What?”
“You okay about the break up with Celeste, yeah?”
“She didn’t break up with me ‘cause I went soft,” Evan deadpanned.
“I know. But you’re cool about it?” Barty checked.
Evan paused. Leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear so that no one could hear, “I broke up with her. I let her say that it was her choice.” He shrugged and went back to trying to understand the algebra, which they both knew was a pointless endeavour. Evan never grasped any concept until they went home and Barty showed him.
Barty stared at him for a moment. Nudged his shoulder, “Why did you…?”
Evan shrugged him off. He was blushing. He liked someone else. Another girl, Barty thought. He pushed that thought away, cooed, “Aw, Rosie.”
Evan blushed harder. Barty felt nothing.
im gonna pretend the last line doesnt exist. thx rue 😋
evansirius fake tweets since i’m on that train now
(apologies for the light mode, i wanted to try something new)
@dracure, i luv u sm
rosekiller, but it’s barty after evan’s died and he’s alone in azkaban. his delusions and hallucinations become so great that he starts to believe that evan’s a ghost and that they continue their relationship. barty who thinks he’s kissing evan, but he opens his eyes and he’s met with cold, cold concrete. barty who’s panting and pressing and grasping and crying and screaming for a shred of his evan, his rosie to be real. barty who can taste evan and feel evan touching him, but it isn’t fucking possible, and somewhere in his mind barty knows this, but he just cant. he Cant. CANT accept that. face that reality. not now, maybe not ever.
barty clown jr
nerdy, blonde, ravenclaw barty becoming the rebellious, black with green tips haired, bad bitch he is to not only piss off his dad, but to impress a certain slytherin boy
i just binge-read Come Back, Be Here by the incredibly talented @ellecdc and i’m not ashamed to admit how many tears were spilled.
barty has a cat that he found on the side of the road or some shit, and he named it a sound. like,,, an actual sound. the cat’s name sounds like a breath/whistle/onomatopoeia that cant be written with letters in the alphabet and barty WILL. NOT. SHUT. UP. about it. whenever he has his friends over he makes them greet said cat and if they dont say its name right he’ll stand at the door and not let them in until they get close enough to correct for him to deem it adequate.
barty crouch jr IS fall out boy. idk.
i miss foursaints’ evan rosier & rosekiller
this is me every day, actually
@dracure just followed me back? someone punch me in the face rn.
Evan Rosier keeps a diary, Barty talks to the walls
barty, who was sorted into ravenclaw.
barty, who didn’t feel right in ravenclaw.
barty, who got onto the quidditch team, but wasn’t valued fully for his talents.
barty, who ‘made friends’ in ravenclaw, but still felt different.
barty, who was left out by his housemates.
barty, who met pandora rosier and found a real friend.
barty, who pandora introduced to regulus, evan, and dorcas.
barty, who finally had a home.
Arcturus Black III is not a dark wizard.
A dark wizard is one who wishes to subjugate others. Arcturus has no wish to force the Wizarding World to bow to his will- to persuade it to do as he chooses, yes, but only after over coming serious opposition and only some of the time.
Otherwise, where is the fun?
Arcturus Black III is not a dark wizard.
He is not cruel- at least, never intentionally so, never towards someone unable to defend themselves from cruelty. He does not hate muggles- if he thinks of them it is to pity them, for they will never know what it is to hold fire in the palm of their hands and not be burnt by it, they will never know what it is feel the rush of magic through their veins- but Arcturus does not think about them, not really. They inhabit a different world to him, a world which is of no importance or consequence to Arcturus- naturally he does not think of muggles.
A bird does not think of fish.
Charlus Potter can call him elitist all he likes.
And, Arcturus Black III supposes, he is a little elitist. He does not think muggle borns have as much potential as purebloods, but that is only because he knows what can happen when generation upon generation of wizards exist in one family.
A muggle born cannot call upon Family Magic, because they have no Family Magic.
A Half Blood’s Family Magic will be weak because they only have one half pf a family to draw upon.
No muggle born or half blood will ever be as strong as the head of the House of Black.
That is not elitist
That is fact.
That is a little elitist.
Arcturus has no wish to be a bigot, it’s such an ugly word.
He can’t help the family he was born in to, or the views he was raised with.
Can he?
Arcturus Black III is not a Dark Wizard.
He is a wizard, a powerful one, more powerful than most. He has an affinity for powerful spells, and powerful spells are being outlawed by the dozen by well meaning do-gooders afraid of power, or perhaps incapable of wielding it and so desperate to drag others down to their limitations.
Arcturus is drawn towards spells that some- but by no means all- others shy away from. That doesn’t make him dark.
Arcturus Black is not a dark wizard.
He admits that others in his family stray towards dubious areas, but that is none of his concern. He is patrefamilias non custos carceris, head of the household, not warden of the jail.
It is not his concern.
Arcturus Black is not a dark wizard, but there are days when he thinks he is a terrible person: cold, calculating- incapable of loving or being loved. The mother of his children is really little more than a passing acquaintance, really, and his son and daughter- Arcturus does not know what he is supposed to do with a son and daughter, although he wishes he did, and he tries, he really does. Used to. Melania never seemed to welcome his presence in the nursery, so just…
What did he do with the years his children spent growing up?
Arcturus Black is not a dark wizard.
Why can’t they see that? Why can’t they see that, don’t they know what he did, don’t they know why he has the Order of Merlin First Class don’t they know he used the pedigree they all seem to hate so much to ingratiate himself with Grindlewald and stop him? Don’t they know that if it weren’t for him, Albus Percival Wulfric Bleeding Dumbledore would never have had the chance to duel his old friend? Dumbledore might have been Grindlewald’s D-Day, But Arcturus was the German’s Barbarossa, they must know that-
They must never know that. They must never know what Arcturus Black did, although in the face of all the suspicion directed towards him anyway, it’s getting harder and harder for Arcturus to care about the consequences he would face as a spy for the light in the eyes of the dark and a collaborator with the dark in the eyes of the light-
Arcturus Black isn’t a dark wizard.
Dark Wizards don’t have grandchildren who are all grace and curiosity and humming with a contained energy and a magic that so closely mirrors Arcturus’ own- children are perceptive and quick to shy away from things that seem wrong, corrupted, things like dark magic- unless they are dark themselves- and how can Sirius, who burns so brightly and who likes to lie on the floor of Arcturus’ study drawing so carefully- how could Sirius Black possibly be a dark wizard? How could Arcturus be dark if Sirius loves him so?
Arcturus Black is not a dark wizard.
Why can Sirius not see that disagreeing with the politics of the likes of Charlus Potter does not make one evil, it simply makes them a person with which one disagrees.
Why can Regulus not see that disagreeing with the politics of the likes of Charlus Potter does not mean one agrees with the politics of the likes of Walburga?
Arcturus Black is not-
Oh, screw it. Arcturus Black no longer cares about defining what what he is or what he isn’t, he owes the world no explanation. Arcturus Black will happily stay in his family seat, away from the rest of the world , and stay there until he dies peacefully in his sleep, and he will be- if not happy, then-
tired.
ArcturusBlackisnotadarkwizardadarkwizardcouldneverfeelthismuchpainRegulusgreatCirceRegulushissecondborngrandsonwhatishappeningtoyouwhycanIfeelthisyou’reeighteenyearsofageyou’retoyoungforyourmagictobefadingintomine,intothefamilymagicIcanfeelyoudyingReguluswhathaveyoudone!
Arcturus Black is not a Dark Wizard. Voldemort is the Dark Wizard, Voldemort who has stolen the life of Arcturus’ grandchild, and Voldemort will pay for his audacity in harming a child of an Ancient and Noble Houses.
Arcturus Black is not a dark Wizard.
But if the Ministry of Magic thinks it can incarcerate Sirius, his grandson, his heir without having to fight for it’s life, then it can think again.
Arcturus Black is not a Dark Wizard. That doesn’t make a Light One.
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New tag gameeeee
do this picrew & this quiz
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Ty for the tag!!
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Thanks for the tag!!
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thanks for the tag!!
fun fact, this was my first time making any sort of picrew lmao
i don't think i'd ever describe myself as a "smol bean"... i mean, maybe in 2020 🤷♀️
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ty for the tag >:P
i love picrew sm
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