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Barty knows it’s a bad idea every time he unblocks Evan's number and calls him at some late hour asking where he is and if he's busy. He knows it. He hears that little voice in the back of his head telling him not to; he hears the voices of his friends echoing in his head telling him not to.
It goes on and on, in circles, in circles. It’s Evan’s hands digging into Barty’s waist, trying to pull him closer to his body when that isn’t physically possible with their clothes on. It’s Barty unblocking Evan’s phone number every single time, calling him up. It’s Barty moaning against Evan’s mouth. It’s Evan picking up the phone every time. They just go round and round.
He doesn’t know why they can’t just– stop. It sounds so easy. Just stop. Don’t call Evan. Don’t get in the cab. Don’t kiss him, don’t kiss him, don’t kiss him. And then Barty does. And then he does. And he does, and he does, and he does.
This is the last time, he tells himself.
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or, Barty Crouch Jr. and Evan Rosier broke up a year ago. But they can't seem to stop sleeping together.Bookmarked by px13
20 Jun 2026
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“This is a really bad idea, Barty.”
Barty hums, nose brushing against Evan’s. Despite his words, his hand found its way to the back of Barty’s neck, keeping him close.
“Then tell me to stop.”
“You know I won’t."
Evan moves back from France to England after over a decade with very little expectations. He’s never really had any friends and he’s used to people stepping out of his life—why would this time be any different? He’s ready to spend his remaining years at high school alone. Luckily for Evan, a few people don’t seem to let him.
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20 Jun 2026
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Everything changed when Evan was seven years old.
He was finally allowed to go to the creek by himself, for one. He also met Barty.
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inspired by 'seven' by taylor swift
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[currently undergoing edits + additions (OG readers, there will be new content in these! :))]Series
- Part 1 of seven
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20 Jun 2026
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But Barty thinks, and we don’t need to go into the reasoning for why his mind is suddenly thinking such things as Evan lets go of his hand and sits next to him, that they would not be a star and the moon.
The two idiots cooing at one another across the way have that covered—great.
He’s pretty sure he heard Sirius comparing James to the sun the other weekend, pissed off vodka cranberries, and crying. So that’s taken as well. Barty is running out of metaphors as Evan sits and bumps his hip with his own, getting him to scoot further over in his chair.
Both of them are sitting on one side of the table now. Evan takes a cherry between his teeth, bites it from the stem, and flicks the stem onto the table. It lands right next to Barty’s keys and wallet, just touching.
He looks over and meets Barty’s eye.
They're not the sun and moon or stars in the night sky; Barty and Evan are both black holes.
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rosekiller, modern meet-cute.Series
- Part 1 of THE PARKING LOT
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19 Jun 2026
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Barty decides, Evan is just too pretty to be standing on the side of the road like that. And Barty has a preference for pretty things. So he wonders, almost idly, what that pretty face will look like after he ruins it.
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Evan wonders what would happen if he decided to climb onto Barty's lap right now, mid-drive and kiss him stupid. Rut against him like a feral fucking animal.
They'd crash and die like roadkill. That's what would happen. Oh well, that's fine. These things happen. Tragic, sure, but sacrifices must be made.