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BOUNDARIES
This household runs on fanon, JKR has been disowned.
I also don't fuck with AI-generated material, and I would prefer if you didn't feed my work into any models.
Hard no’s for me: incest, non-con, or age-gap dynamics involving minors. The legal age of consent is 15 where I live, but I don't write explicit material about characters under 17.
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MY POOKIES
I am Rosekiller thrash, and The Marauders have me in a chokehold.
I’ve included some of my headcanons and music below for my favourite ships.
Do they match canon? No. Do they match your headcanons? Also maybe not. This is just the very specific little emotional ecosystem I’ve built in my head and decided to live inside.
You’ll probably get a pretty clear idea of how insane I am from all this, and also that I live with my headphones basically welded to my skull.
𓉸 🕷 ROSEKILLER ☠︎︎ 🦝
My OTP. I’m devouring these two homicidal weirdos like it’s my last meal. I want to put them in a blender and drink them through a pink curly straw. I deserve a little treat.
𓉸 Evan Rosier 🕷
I am T R A S H for Evan specifically. You're telling me this absurdly tall, horrifyingly beautify, narcissistic, sadistic, Frenchman has to bend down to bite to Barty’s neck.
AND he as the most unhinged autistic hyper-fixations, including, collecting teeth and venomous animals, cuffing up Barty and doing weird experiments on him, and, oh I don't know, EATING Barty's heart?
I need to go lie down.
♫ MUSIC FOR ROSIE:
Songs that make me think of Evan:
✎ POV ROSIE FICS:
Evan Rosier and the Unbearable Weight of his Own Decisions by MyWifeIsAWorm | Rating: E
This is an ongoing Harry Potter Marauders-era fanfic focusing on Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. as Death Eaters-in-training. The story follows Evan as he descends into murder, radicalization, and obsessive love.
Quoting Evan: "If he could, Evan would have crawled inside Barty’s skin and just died there. Melted together as one entity."
Metanoia by Rust_and_Stardust23 | Rating: E
A demisexual Slytherin falls for his chaotic best friend. They navigate abusive homes, mental health crises, and found family, before finally admitting they've been in love the whole time.
Quoting Barty: "You set my soul ablaze Evan. I would burn at the fucking stake for you, but I need you to open your fucking eyes and see it because I am wasting away over here desperate to know if you could ever love me back!"
Killer by MesserMoon | Rating: E
A Rosekiller origin story. The fic has many POVs.
Quoting Evan: "He has taken many drugs. Potions. Elixirs of all varieties. But there’s no high quite like this...
Beating someone hurts you too. Bruises and broken bones. That’s part of what makes it feel so good."
Knee deep in the passenger seat (and you’re eating me out) by h0wll | Rating: E
The title is a good summary.
Quoting Evan: "His hands are wrapped around a trim waist, arms under those thighs, thumbs bordering the intricate spikes and curves of the tattoo etched into the pearly-smooth skin of Regulus’ pelvis. Just over his womb, and that thought fully convinces Evan that he is, in fact, going insane. Or, more insane than he already is."
Made of Stone by SootAndSpine | Rating: E
Written by me. A Criminal rosekiller AU.
Quoting Evan: "Barty was terrifying, and perfect, and scarier than any boy he'd ever met. He was everything Evan had ever wanted to be, everything he knew he never could be. A god in scuffed boots and a battered leather jacket."
☠︎︎ Barty Crouch Jr. 🦝
Barty is a racoon with photographic memory, severe daddy issues, and has an untreated biting problem.
Gets completely undone watching Evan speak, or when Evan glances at Barty, or when he insults Barty. This grown man is kicking his feet, twirling his green highlights.
And if Evan says his name?
Like. Dear Sir. please. You're drooling, close your damn mouth.
♫ MUSIC FOR BEE 🐝:
Songs that make me think of Barty:
+ add audios of male moaning and whimpering to the playlist. Gold star if it's Evan doing the moaning.
✎ POV BEE FICS:
dark humor and dry cereal by my_castlescrumbling | Rating: E
Barty signs up for a dating app and explores his daddy issues.
Quoting Barty: "“Please,” Barty choked out, mouth partially blocked by the pillow he was being pushed into. “Please, I– harder. Make it hurt.”
He wasn’t even sure where the words were coming from. Only that they felt right as he lay there, pressed into the bed like an offering."
show me those pretty white jaws by 214lilacsky | Rating: E
A muggle AU where Barty Crouch Jr. is a 21-year-old art student estranged from his devout Catholic family. He meets Evan Rosier at a club. Evan is confident, flirtatious, and wearing a miniskirt, which immediately captivates Barty.
Quoting Barty: "If Barty didn’t think the four cracks from their first night together did something to him, this time, the fifth crack right in his sternum, sure did him in. Split wide open, all his organs falling out of him for the world to see. For Evan to see. Both of them, sitting on Barty’s bed together, and Evan would be the first person to see the twisted up, bloody insides of Barty Crouch Jr."
Tender Curiosities, Baby! by otrtbs | Rating: E
An extension of the Art Heist, Baby! universe. Written in both Evan's and Barty's POVs.
Quoting Barty: "He felt like a caged animal, lodged in a situation he couldn’t see the way out of. He paced in the bathroom thinking quickly with sweaty palms as Evan slept peacefully just beyond the closed door.
He needed a plan. He needed a way out of this… Barty could sleep with Evan as friends, and that didn’t make him gay. His father wasn’t right about him."
Use Once & Destroy by SootAndSpine | Rating: E
Written by me. A sad Regulus and a stoned Barty have sex in a bathtub.
Quoting Barty: "His hand slid down Barty's stomach, below the waterline, and then, Christ on a bicycle, there were fingers wrapped around his half-hard cock.
The fingers knew exactly what they were doing, knew the exact pressure Barty liked, because Regulus had done this before. Many times. And apparently hadn't forgotten."
⏾ 🐺 Wolfstar ✶ 🐾
I want to wrap these two pining idiots in a blanket and then SHAKE THEM VIOLENTLY until their feelings tumble out of their useless mouths.
⏾ Remus Lupin 🐺
Daddy longlegs has chronic hip pain and a massive dick. Sorry not sorry.
A total bookworm, and a silent, possessive chain-smoker who, to his eternal mortification, gets the overwhelming urge to throw hands one week per month if Sirius so much as glances at another person. Lycanthropy is like a period. He craves chocolate and turns into a hormonal rage-filled mess.
The only thing stunted about this man is his emotional range. He nurses grudges like they're rare orchids.
Remus flushes when his boyfriend kisses his neck, actually, kissing is too weak a word. When Sirius tongues and gnaws purple marks into his neck in broad daylight and Remus can smell the arousal on him? He has to haul them both into a bathroom and fuck the mischief right out of him. Dogs require frequent exertion.
Also takes slutty Polaroids of his ridiculously hot partner and keeps them stacked in his wallet like an obsessed weirdo.
♫ MUSIC FOR MOONY:
Songs that make me think of Remus:
✎ POV MOONY FICS:
All the Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 | Rating: M
aka the Bible.
The Road to Sweetwater by EuripidesTrousers | Rating: E
Brokeback-mountain-ish. Remus Lupin is a bounty hunter in Wyoming. He captures the notorious outlaw "Mad" Sirius Black for a $5,000 reward.
Quoting Remus: "He pants hard, cheeks apple-red and sweat glistening in the stubble on his upper lip, his breath gusting across Remus’ cheek as his chest heaves. Remus shifts his weight to start tying Black's wrists, when he feels a hard bulge pressing into his backside.
He blinks as Black’s eyelashes flutter and an odd expression flickers over his face. There's a second of confusion and then realisation hits Remus with the force of a train, punching the breath from his lungs and eyes widening.
He tears away from the outlaw in a scrambling rush, fumbling to let go of his wrists and leaps backwards, landing on his ass in the dirt. They stare at each other in the fading light, rooted to the ground, frozen and breathless and shocked."
The Cadence of Part-time Poets by motswolo | Rating: M
A slow burn modern Wolfstar AU.
Quoting Remus: "He might’ve never bothered to come up for air had Sirius not broken away from him, still pinned up against the door. He looked down, eyeing the guitar pick Remus had given him with the chain he’d given in return.
If Remus were thinking straight he might’ve felt embarrassed by the fact that he was still wearing Marlene’s rainbow t-shirt, but Sirius was in a tube top anyway and they’d both just done something they couldn’t take back."
Darklands by newsom | Rating: E
In 1987, Remus finds the letters Sirius never sent to him
Quoting Sirius: "Do you understand the position you’ve put me in? Do you know how many cigarettes I chain smoked last night before giving in to the inevitable and wanking off in a fit of furious jealousy? You can go ahead and add lung cancer to the myriad ways in which you’ll be the death of me. You don’t even like the Stooges!"
A Wolf’s Heart by mizdiz | Rating: M
A modern Wolfstar AU where Remus has a heart defect and Sirius Black is an immature twenty-something.
Quoting Remus: "I sometimes think about how I would live so much better if I were a book...
Whenever I would be in hospital for a long period of time, I'd read our book, and think about how much I'd like to be it, or any story really, because books don't get sick. They don't have to worry about where they are on the transplant list, or whether mum has been drinking, or if dad is going to pretend like everything is okay again, when it's not.
A book's only obligation is to be read."
✶ Sirius Black 🐾
The cuntiest cunt to ever cunt. A lifetime of "you're a disappointment" echoing in his skull and a praise kink that demands unconditional affirmation every five minutes. Lives for the pleasure of making his boyfriend flustered. Does full stripteases in lingere and thigh-highs. Has also made Remus get down on his knees and bark.
Remus J. Lupin does not have it easy.
But mind you, this hypocrite gets so fucking flustered when his boyfriend snaps back.
Spent his entire life hating teachers and authority figures, but somehow Remus is different. It's insane that a knobby, scruffy tree of a man in loose tweed, basically roleplaying a professor, has Sirius sweating buckets. When Remus is in control and tells him he feels good? Or calls him a good boy? Or, god forbid, growls something possessive.
He goes insane. Feral. Brain empty, tail wagging.
Is genuinely, deeply, catastrophically in love and has no idea how to handle it or communicate.
♫ MUSIC FOR PADFOOT:
Songs that make me think of Sirius:
✎ POV PADFOOT FICS:
Brave Face by zoe_millin_writes | Rating: E
A Marauders-era character study focused mainly on Sirius Black / Wolfstar, spanning from his first year at Hogwarts (1971) through the wizarding war. Alternating POVs.
Quoting Remus: "So, it’s decided. Remus loves him, even though he’s guilty about it. Surely it’d trap Sirius—who wants to be loved by a werewolf? Who wants to be tied to something dangerous and diseased like that?
Remus figures he can put that question away for later. All Sirius has asked of him is that Remus let himself be liked. Sirius never asked for love, perhaps he does not expect Remus to provide it. Perhaps he does not want Remus to love him.
Despite this, or perhaps because of it, Remus loves him."
A Black Mass Over Highway Ninety by greenvlvetcouch (mpr3g) | Rating: E
A road trip AU set in the summer of 1978. After four years apart, Sirius calls Remus in the middle of the night, and they embark on a cross-country road trip from Texas to see a Led Zeppelin concert.
Quoting Remus: "“I don't think I’ll ever be done falling in love with you.”
And, God was not the most honest truth?
Sirius’s mouth parted, and Remus laughed and threaded his hands through his hair because this was maddening, and he prayed to God they woke up the next day so sure of this moment.
“I would do anything for you always, and I have always been there and always will be. I love you like the moon loves the night sky and all that poetic bullshit I can’t think of right now but anything you’ve ever read that made you feel sick with love—that's how I feel.""
lover, you should've come over by dykesiriusblack | Rating: M
Sirius and Remus meet when Remus moves to London for university. They begin as reluctant acquaintances, then reluctant friends, then secret friends-with-benefits, all while both are clearly in love with each other but too scared to admit it.
Quoting Sirius: "Sirius smiled, pulling him in with hands at his upper back to kiss him again.
Sirius continued, voice barely a whisper, “I love you so much I can’t even breathe with it sometimes.”
“I think that’s the anxiety,” Remus whispered into the space between their faces, far enough away to see each other but still close.
Sirius threw his head back and laughed. “No –“ He rocked forward a little then fell back, Remus holding him steady. “Well, yes. But I look at you, Remus, and think: this is why artists paint.”"
☀︎🦌 JEGULUS ♛ 🐈⬛
☀︎ James Potter 🦌
This jock is a bisexual harlot with a god complex and ADHD. Eats good too, has broad shoulders, twinkling brown eyes, and he smells good, ok? Like vanilla and something spiced and maybe a little bit of arrogance. It's working for him.
God complex but make it "I can fix them" flavored. Except he absolutely cannot fix people, and that has never stopped him once in his life.
This man is 100% running in the rain at 6 am to motivational Spider-Man music. His biggest dream is to be bitten by a radioactive spider.
Rides and gets ridden. Versatile king. Bottom? Top? Yes. Can you put a saddle on a stag? Put a twink in the saddle and let James gallop down a field.
Class clown with a hollow chest. Always laughing, always googly, always the center of the party. His feelings come out sideways as jokes or pranks or throwing himself headfirst into someone else's problems so he doesn't have to look at his own.
♫ MUSIC FOR PRONGS:
Songs that make me think of James:
✎ POV PRONGS FICS:
Choices by MesserMoon | Rating: E
Set during the Marauders' era at Hogwarts and depicts the secret romantic relationship between James and Regulus and the growing threat of Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Multiple POVs.
Quoting James: ""You were brilliant today," James says, Regulus is practically in his lap, close enough that he can see the small flecks of gold in James's eyes.
Stunning.
Every inch of him.
"Yeah?" is all he can say, hoping James doesn't notice how breathless he sounds.
"That feint? It was beautiful Reg, I mean it. I—God, watching you I just—how did I never notice before? How did I never notice what a fucking star you are?"
Regulus snorts. "Literally."
"Yeah," James says without the sarcasm. "Yeah, but you are though.""
Goldeneye by ThisLiminalSpace | Rating: M
The story follows James Potter, a professional Quidditch player for the Puddlemere United who is furious when his rival, Regulus Black (the "Goldeneye" Seeker for the Falmouth Falcons), is traded to his team.
Quoting James: "Their foreheads touch and James almost loses it right there.
There are invisible strings between them. They’re all asking the same questions. Can I come closer? Can I come closer? Can I come closer?
Yes.
Their hands connect and James wonders if this might be the first time they’re touching. What a fool he was not to allow it before now. What a fool.
He clamps down on Regulus's fingers and it’s rapture. There are no weaker words for it."
James Potter's Application to Court Regulus Black by MiriamMT | Rating: G
A formal application and a presentation on why James deserves to be with Regulus. Cute fluff.
Quoting James: “Furthermore, I have a signed letter of recommendation regarding my credentials as lover.” He takes a paper from his desk and hands it to Remus to pass it around. It says verbatim:
I, Lily Evans, hereby confirm that James Potter is a generous lover, who puts his partner’s needs before his own. He also exhibits excellent stamina and anatomical knowledge. I have acquired expertise in this field by dating James Potter for three months and shagging him a lot in that time. My subsequent relationship with a woman is entirely unrelated. I further confirm that Sirius Black is annoying. Lily Evans"
All you need is love by touchlikethesun | Rating: M
James falls so deeply in love with Regulus that he compromises all of his morals.
Quoting James: "“Regulus, love,” James moans as Regulus pushes him up against the wall of their abandoned transfiguration classroom, trying and failing miserably to form any thoughts beyond hoping Regulus never stops kissing his neck.
Each kiss sends an electric shock through his entire body, and when Regulus decides to be a git (a genius, sexy, bloody wonderful git) and lick a stripe from James’ clavicle clear up to his jaw, James is convinced he goes blind for a solid five seconds. If Regulus wasn’t holding James up against the wall, he almost certainly would have fell to the floor."
♛ Regulus Black 🐈⬛
Pebble-collecting weird Victorian man suffering from babygirlcore, poetry addiction, body dysmorphia, and heartbreak.
Mommy issues that make him flinch at kindness and a praise kink that starfishes out like a cat in a sunbeam the second someone actually gives it to him.
Compares himself constantly with his older brother. Even after Sirius runs away. Sirius is funnier. Sirius is prettier. Sirius has friends who love him. Sirius has James. Sirius got out. Sirius is everything Regulus isn't.
Has never once looked in a mirror and liked what he saw.
Has a favorite spoon. Not a set of spoons. One specific spoon. He will rummage through the drawer to find it. Will wash it immediately after using it so it's ready for next time.
Absolutely cannot cook.
♫ MUSIC FOR REGGIE:
Songs that make me think of Regulus:
✎ POV REGULUS FICS:
Crimson Rivers by bizarrestars | Rating: E
Would you like to be waterboarded with feelings?
just lovers (like we were supposed to be) by bizarrestars | Rating: M
James Potter, in love with Lily Evans since age 11, decides to fake-date Regulus Black to "prove he'd be a good boyfriend" to Lily.
Quoting James: ""I'm offering," James murmured.
"An offer doesn't prove anything," Regulus rasped, sounding hoarse.
"You're being infuriating on purpose."
"Confidence has nothing to do with—with want, James."
"How bold for someone who doesn't look very confident at the moment," James pointed out. "Go on, then. Since you're the fucking expert on want, Regulus, what about you? What is it that you want, hm?"
"I want you to prove it," Regulus whispered, his breath hitching."
Ogni Parte È Viva (Every Part Is Alive) by euphorial_docx | Rating: E
Call Me By Your Name coded. Set during the summer of 1979 in Trieste, Italy. The story follows 18-year-old Regulus Black, who lives with his uncle Alphard and other Black family "pariahs" in the outskirts of Trieste. When his older brother Sirius returns from Columbia University in America for summer break with his university friends (Remus, Peter, and James), Regulus finds himself unexpectedly swept into a secret romance with James.
Quoting Regulus: ""Regulus, can I kiss you?" James asks, as if reading his mind. Regulus is starting to believe he might be able to.
"I’ll die if you don’t."
"Now who’s exaggerating?" teases James.
"Just kiss me already." And so James does.
It’s different from what Regulus expected. Whenever he thought of kissing James, he thought of clashing teeth, soft sounds, and aching. He wanted that violence. He wanted it to be a moment of burning that dies out after a while.
Whatever he fantasized, it’s not what reality holds. The reality is slow and delicate, and while there are a few soft sounds, there’s no violence. Regulus isn’t sure of what to do without it."
Mastermind (Love Made Me Crazy) by MiriamMT | Rating: M
Regulus is consumed by bitterness after his brother Sirius runs away to live with the Potters. He blames James Potter for "taking" Sirius from him and plots revenge: seduce James, take him away from Sirius, and break his heart.
Quoting Regulus: "James licks his bottom lip and leans in, "Because if that's the case, then go ahead, do your worst."
James winks at him.
There should be a law against James Potter winking. At anyone. But especially at Regulus.
He feels his face heating up.
James smirks, "Regulus Leopold Black are you blushing? Getting all flustered? That I see the day, I never thought."
"Shut up," Regulus grumbles and looks away from him, "And that's not my middle name."
"It should be, though. And you're still blushing."
"I'm not. This is anger rushing to my face. It is the manifestation of my annoyance that I feel when I look at your face.""
Make Love By Touching Fingertips by SootAndSpine | Rating: E
Written by me. Regulus finds the Slytherin locket, has sex, breaks up, and drowns, all four things happening in tandem and in no particular order.
Quoting Regulus: "In his mind, the mouth at his neck smiled against his skin.
"That's it," James's voice murmured. There was laughter in it, the easy, infuriating confidence of someone who knew exactly what they were doing. "Feels good, huh?"
The imagined hand around him tightened, stroking with a rhythm that was not his own, slower than he would have taken, as though he were something to be savoured rather than rushed.
Regulus's free hand fisted in the sheets, knuckles bleaching white. His hips canted upward, seeking more, chasing the friction, and in the fantasy, a thigh pressed between his own, spreading him open, pinning him to the mattress with a weight that was both inescapable and desperately welcome.
The mouth left his neck, dragging slowly upward, and Regulus chased it without meaning to, tilting his chin, seeking more contact like some desperate, needy thing.
"Eager, are we?""
Would love to be mutuals ❤︎ :)
