#rosekiller

[maliciouslittlewhiteboy]

these fucking american losers smh

[mossy-of-the-valley]

I'm not sure if you have been asked this, but if you could recommend me your favorite Rosekiller and Bartylily fics!!!

hiii yes ofc !

I answered some asks recently about this so here is

rosekiller recs

and

bartylily recs

I hope those are helpful !!!

[hospitalbeach]

barty and evan are fighting for fun

screaming, jumping, rolling on the ground and beating the shit out of each other just to make out afterwards

[hospitalbeach]

alice letting barty sleep in her small dorm room when evan was having some guy over (she regretted it)

he sobbed for the rest of the night bc of jealousy and begged alice to shoot him

[bluerrosee]

evan

[four-toast]

Hi! Can I get 🎯, 🎨, and 💔 please?

Hi!!

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

Well, I have to give a big shout-out to @forced-conforming for this one!! Noon somehow figured out a major part of the ending to The Needle and the Damage Done. Actually, they figured it out a LONG time ago, but I only just confirmed it to them a few weeks ago. Thankfully, as far as I know, they're the only one who has figured it out, but I was SHOCKED when they told me their theory lol (on that note, if anyone has theories for any of my fics, I'd love to hear them hehe)

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

OH MY BARTY, I'D LOVE YOU FOREVER!!! @mossy-of-the-valley has graciously given me TWO (2) art pieces so far (Barty, Barty and Evan), and I'm still in shock!!!!!!! So yeah, anyone who loves my fics enough to want to dedicate their precious time to creating a piece of art is more than welcome to do so! I absolutely admire artists so much, and I'm in awe of everyone's talents!! I'm open to being a part of the creative process and am open to giving you any and all reference photos, and will gladly answer any questions, but I also love being surprised!!! No need to ask for permission; I only ask that you tag me so I can see it, reblog it, and cherish it forever!

💔Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

The Needle and the Damage Done is my baby, but it's also so incredibly heartbreaking. I cry just thinking about it. UGHHHHHHH MY BOYS DON'T DESERVE WHAT I THREW AT THEM. I genuinely don't think I'll ever be able to write something sadder than this one EVER!

From this ask game

[four-toast]

My dear cousin, it is a rainy day on my end of the continents, and, today, I'm feeling a little 🤡, perhaps even a tad 😈. Care to brighten up my spirits by answering these moods on the ask game sheet you so fittingly reblogged?

Oh, my dear cousin, I hope the rain didn't impede on your plans in any way! But oh, what I'd give to have a rainy day. Unfortunately, it only ever seems to rain when I'm at work and I don't get to enjoy it.

Anyway, consider your spirits brightened!

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Gonna go with something from The Needle and the Damage Done!!

“They’re gay,” Evan said, climbing onto the merry-go-round. “I don’t care what PBS says. They’re gay.” Barty stepped up after him, slipping once on the ice-packed edge and grabbing the bar to maintain his balance. “You’ve been saying that about a lot of beloved children’s television characters lately.” “Because a lot of children’s television characters are gay,” Evan said, settling cross-legged in the center. “Or at least gay-adjacent.” “They’re puppets, Evan.” “Muppets,” Evan corrected, grinning “Whatever. They’re still made of felt. Felt doesn’t have a sexuality.” “You don’t know that.” “If they’re together, why do they sleep in separate beds?” Evan shrugged. “I don’t know. My grandparents sleep in separate beds, and they’ve been married for 50 years.” “Your grandparents also think microwaves give you cancer.” “They might.” “They also think I’m your roommate,” Barty said, sitting down beside him, pulling his sleeves over his hands. “Look, I just don’t think Bert and Ernie are gay. They’re just… pupp—sorry, muppets—who live together and share custody of a rubber duck.” Evan tilted his head. “You think they’re duck-sharing platonic life partners?” “I think they’re emotionally codependent and poorly written.” “They’re gay,” Evan repeated. There was a pause. The wind picked up and rattled the swings behind them. Barty exhaled, long and slow. “I think Bert’s the top,” Evan said suddenly. “Why are we assigning roles to puppets?” “Muppets, Bee. And it’s fun.” “It’s fun because you’re high.” “So are you. But I’m also in love.” Barty snorted. “With me or with Bert?”

Basically, for context, it's the middle of January, and Evan had forgotten to pay their utility bills (and used to the money on booze and drugs), which resulted in their heat, water, and electricity getting turned off. They ended up staying with Pandora and Luna, but in order to be allowed to stay, they had to promise that they wouldn't get high in the house. They were having a rough morning and snuck off to the park where they used to play as kids, smoking a joint and snorting coke in the car before wandering around the snow-covered playground. I was smiling the whole time I was writing this part, so that's why I went with it.

Honorable mention to:

Donna rolled her eyes. “Barty, I’m telling you, that boy’s about as reliable as a paper umbrella in a hurricane.”

Donna is Barty's co-worker at the diner, and he'd just told her that Evan forgot to pay the bill.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

Oh, there have been MULTIPLE times hehe... But I'll go with this from Hoist The Colours:

He stayed there for a while, catching his breath, then pulled out without ceremony, wiping himself off on the sheets. He didn’t look at Barty, didn’t say a word, as he crawled to the head of the bed, collapsing onto the pillows, and dragged the covers over himself as he rolled to his side, back facing Barty. The room felt suddenly cold, the heat between them dissipating into nothing. Barty could only lay there, stunned, his heart pounding as the sticky mess cooled on his skin. He waited, hoping for… something. A word, a touch, any sign that he hadn’t just been used and discarded.  But Evan didn’t do anything. After a long time, he muttered, voice flat and cold, “You can go. I have no use for you now. Good night, Mr. Crouch.”

I know you haven't reached this part yet, my dear cousin, but I think it should be very clear by now that our dear Captain sees people in terms of how they can be useful to him, and, unfortunately, this is the case the first time he pulls Barty to his bed. Evan isn't too big on aftercare (at least not yet), so even though this part has Evan being a bit of a softie (“You’re shaking,” he whispered. “Don’t be scared. I’ll be gentle.” He paused for a moment, then smiled. “I get to be the first man to fuck you, don’t I?”) and him actually calling Barty "Barty" instead of "Crouch" or "Mr. Crouch," he immediately rolls over and brushes him off when he's done. I'm really going for a "will they won't they" type thing with Rosekiller here, basically. Lots more of this stuff going forward!

From this ask game

[fatenightspen]