#c:barty

[thc-heartbreak-princ]

@crouchjr​ said:  : “No te quiero, sólo estoy aquí por el chocolate.”

Una sonrisa un tanto burlona se aparece en sus labios al encontrarse con la figura de Crouch en su oficina en el ministerio —¿Que tu prometida no te mando ninguno?— expresa sarcástico solo para molestar al chico antes de tomar una de las múltiples cajas de chocolate y lanzarsela a su compañero 

[thebrokenbones]

amelia span and got barty

‘Well at least Mitra won’t have to worry about us snogging the same guy’ Amelia thought to herself as she saw the bottle land on one of her best friends older brothers, “You know you’re not the first Crouch in the position to get me out of my clothes today, Alice had me go for a dip in the Black Lake with her earlier.” She teased as the door closed behind him.

[queenzephyr]

—Aun no entiendo que hacías en el evento si tu mismo de dijiste que no fuera ya que algo iba a pasar— expresó la chica con una ligera preocupación mientras colocaba las distintas pociones curativas, que les había traído un medimago de confianza. —Pero al menos me alegra que estes bien, y que no hayas tenido heridas tan graves— la sonrisa en sus labios no tardó en aparecer. Cualquier persona que viera la escena pensaría que era una esposa devota preocupada por el contrario, pero no podían estar más equivocados ya que ellos solo mantenían una amistad.

@crouchjr​

[aveline-allaire]

@sycrx​

“I propose a toast, to another fabulous year.” She said raising her glass with a dark smirk

[partyboyludo]

@crouchjr​ said:  “¡¿Has perdido la cabeza?!”

—¿QUE AHORA UNO NO PUEDE VENIR A UN MERCADO DE FLORES SOLO POR QUE SI?— pregunta el chico mientras se encontraba con Crouch igualando su tono de voz pero mantieniendose a una distancia prudente del contrario

[shades-of-lavender]

Ottie wasn’t much of a drinker. Being the mother of a nearly 2 year old didn’t exactly provide a lot of opportunities for one to get drunk, especially when trying to maintain a solid grade average to make up for those past transgressions, but this was an exception. Celebrating their arrival at Elkridge, Ottie clung to her forth cup of cider, the world around her tilting a little as she turned to look at Barty with adoration in her eyes.  “You are so lovely,” she slurred, her body swaying and pressing against his. “My husband, the loveliest man in the room.” 

@goldcnmoons​

[ariazab-blog]

@okbarty

❝ No, you have to stay. ❞

[ariazab-blog]

aria + barty ;; summer ‘77

her mummy enjoyed dull dinner parties. they presented the perfect opportunity for connections and the chance to flaunt the zabini’s charms and import. but in all honesty, ariadne had solely been amusing herself with barty’s death glares over the roast pig. while his father’s praise of her endless charms sang sweetly in her ear. even as she stirred her untouched salad and turned to the ministry official looking for all the world as though she had never heard such a story as funny as his. 

she could feel his wrath burning into the back of her perfect curls. ignoring its heat is easy as she pours the man another glass of wine. what a spoil sport. she thinks with a sigh, her lips turned up in a delicious smirk at the way the older crouch was comparatively alive when she remembered his earlier dreary personality. hell-- was that laughter?  how delightful.   ❝   who knew you crouch men could be so interesting?   ❞  aria purrs, spearing her fork into the pig’s side and silently reveling in her effect. the subtle jab at barty’s expense lost on no one at the table. the evening had successfully dissolved into an amusing game of crumbling junior’s irritating facade of calm &   bullshit    charm.  more accurately it had taken a turn for the better. thanks to her.  it’s only as the lot of finely dressed gents and ladies stand to finish the evening in the parlor that a heavy hand and sharp YANK of her arm drag her from her delight. 

well. no need to turn around, she already knew who it was. && no. not a spoil sport. an uncouth bastard.                                           literally dragging her off. the word manhandle made so much sense now

@okbarty