The bar

Surviving purely on caffeine and acrylic fumes art-blog -> @raccrylic

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intro post

Welcome to The Bar, a place to chill, have fun and obsess over fictional characters

My name is Rinny and my pronouns are he/they/she

No ID is required for your entrance, posts will have some sort of warning if they contain mature content :D (Aka: Minors interact with caution)

-> You can block the #(⁠✯⁠ᴗ⁠✯⁠) tag, I'll add it to posts I think are not for minors

Bar specializes in: Rosekiller, Bartylily, Bouquetkiller, Marauders fandom in general, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, All for the game, Magnus Chase (sometimes)

You will most likely like it here if you are into: Posts about fan fics, Rosekiller fanfiction, art, fan art, moodboards, fake tweets and freaky headcanons

Rules

Fandom etiquette

If you support JKR, fuck your way out of here. Educate yourself and grow up.

Anti generative AI

Don't like -> don't read

If you don't like what I post, then you're welcome to leave! There are other places to have your fun and I won't change what I like to accommodate you

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Starters:

Fic recs (to be updated)

Bouquetkiller fake tweets

House specials:

Sinners die young Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings (for now) -Temporary a one shot summary: According to his dad, as long as you followed the "rules", as he called them, you'd be fine. What he didn't realize, and didn't bother to analyze, was whose rules these really were. God's or his father's. Not that it mattered, since both were his creators. God made no mistakes. You were born either a girl or a boy and you died like that with a cross decorating your grave and nice quotes carved into the stone. The pastor’s grave had been pretty. Way too pretty, Evan almost felt proud for being the reason for its creation. He didn’t regret it, not one bit.

Playlist | Evan's moodboard|

Desserts:

Rosekiller x AFTG au

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@raccrylic <- my art side blog

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Since some people need reminders:

What are most fandoms based on...? FICTION, that's right, good job. Oh you don't like what that fan fic has in it...? Aw poor you, guess what, you don't have to read it.

"Can we not normalize-" Shut up! If you don't like it, don't read it, it's that simple. It doesn't affect you in any way, shape or form. YOU control your internet experience and you're responsible for what you'll choose to read, not everyone else. If you find something disturbing sure, that's fine, but some people read it and that's fine as well. As long as it stays in fiction and not in the real world, why should we care?

Fan fic writers offer their works for FREE and some of you are still complaining. Go open a document and write what you want, it's that simple.

[rosiermajor]

pandora, burning sage in the boys dorm:

barty being literally asthmatic, walking in: jesus, i cant breathe in here 🤕

pandora: bet you fucking cant. demon.

[jordiipordii]

Neil Josten is a perfect lesson in self control & preservation because wdym Andrew told you he’d blow you and you just. Said “oh ok” . . . . .

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the concept of Regulus Black being a little shit

[mossy-of-the-valley]

characters are becoming so flawed i dont think they have any redeeming traits anymore

[four-toast]

Oh, how I love alcoholic Evan...

[mossy-of-the-valley]

when evan's super self centered but its because he feels so much and if he centers other people he will lose his mind but this is also his undoing because the more he closes off, the more self interested he gets, and then consequently he blocks off all empathy and feeling until only bits of anger can poke through and he becomes an irrational, brain fogged shell of a human who cant see the world properly. he can't comprehend the truth anymore, he blocked off all receptors in his attempt to be inhuman.

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"no one ever thinks to look up until there is a sound" I murmur to myself as I look up and see a whole family of baby mosquitos chilling on my wall

[sunflower-daydream-xo]

insane - @rosekillermicrofic - slightly NSFW - word count: 600

Prefect’s bathroom. Door locked. Steam clinging to the mirrors. Barty pacing.

Evan sat on the marble ledge by the sinks, sleeves rolled, expression unreadable as ever.

“You told Slughorn I cheated,” Barty said, voice pitched somewhere between a laugh and a snarl. “In front of the entire bloody class.”

“I told him the truth,” Evan said. “You copied half your potion from Mulciber.”

“You could’ve told me, privately.”

“You don’t listen privately,” Evan replied, inspecting his nails. “You just flirt, deflect, and make some dumb joke until someone else fixes it.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry I’m not a fucking corpse in cufflinks like you.”

Evan’s gaze snapped to his, sharp and sudden. “Don’t mistake control for absence, Barty. Just because I don’t perform everything I feel doesn’t mean I’m empty.”

“You sure?” Barty stepped closer, grinning like a threat. “Because all I ever get is blank stares and the occasional life-ruining insult.”

“Life-ruining?” Evan tilted his head. “That’s generous. You bounce back quickly. Like a rat. Or a venereal curse.”

Barty barked a laugh, short and wild. “There it is. Knew you had something nasty tucked under that polished little tongue.”

Evan stood, slow and deliberate. “If you’re waiting for an apology, you’re going to be here a while.”

“I’m not,” Barty said. “I’m waiting for you to admit you do this on purpose.”

“Do what?”

“Push me. Ruin me. Make me want you so badly I stop thinking straight.”

Evan blinked, unbothered. “If that’s all it takes, maybe you were never thinking straight to begin with.”

And Barty snapped.

He grabbed Evan’s robes, shoved him against the mirror hard enough to rattle it, and kissed him like a threat—furious, desperate, almost clumsy with how badly he needed it.

Evan didn’t flinch.

He kissed back with slow, devastating precision, hands slipping under Barty’s shirt like he was dissecting him. Every move deliberate. Controlled. Infuriating.

Barty growled against his mouth. “Stop being so fucking calm.”

“Stop being so predictable,” Evan murmured back, lips brushing his.

Barty pulled away, panting, eyes wild. “You drive me insane.”

Evan fixed his collar. “That’s the idea.”

[bluerrosee]

barty

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my first thought when I saw this was Rosekiller so this means it had to be shared

[wondereden]

Father Figure ch.05 out!

Part II: two

here

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I made an art account on Instagram and it'd help a lot if anyone could follow. Doesn't matter if you aren't active and stuff, I just need it for the algorithm tbh...

ps I'll post more I just don't want to shadowban myself with spamming because apparently that's a thing

[themaveriqueagenda]

[maliciouslittlewhiteboy]

rosier “well i’ve been afraid of changing cause i built my life around you” twins but it’s both of them thinking about each other—evan, whose sole purpose(according to his parents) was to protect his sister and pandora, who always felt the most connected with evan

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Barty is Evan's savior, his protector, his abuser, his passionate lover, his sun, his moon,his pain, his quiet, his safe, his lock, his key, and eventually, his killer.