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tried some experimentation with antebellum body type + some of the beefier congressers ( webs size is haywire here compared to the rest of them...)
Red themed Bartylus moodboard for the vibes
Barty grew up in the shadow of stained glass windows and with the echo of Sunday hymns, his soul drenched in the smell of incense and the knees bruised from long prayers.
In those sacred, silent spaces where the flickering candles seemed a watchful eye from which there was no escape.
He walked through the narrow aisles of the church as if it were a tight cord, each step careful, each breath causing his body to tremble. Yet in the silence of the church, under the gaze of the saints and angels painted on the wals, Barty felt his heart pounding for the first time.
It was a feeling that had never visited him before.
A warmth so soft, like a blanket on a winter's evening. A warmth that made Barty's chest melt.
As Barty knelt before the altar, that warmth turned to fire, prayers became difficult for him, words slipping through his fingers like water. His thoughts were no longer pure, no longer turned solely to heaven. They were filled entirely with the boy whose gray eyes made Bartyy so weak.
Regulus. That name was a prayer in itself.
Barty knew it was wrong, that wanting to kiss his soft lips to the point of unconsciousness was wrong. He could feel the judgmental glances of the walls reminding him of the sin he was about to commit, the curse that awaited him. But even as fear clawed at his insides, there was something stronger, something more powerful that pulled him closer to Regulus like a moth to a flame.
It was love. Naive and simple, but so hateful.
p.s
English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if this has some mistakes.
Post-Pacifist Staroba amuses me. Starlo's love life is just It's so over > we're so back
those not here during my ‘dear jason’ era gonna be confused asf
to clarify, this is NOT the ‘big brother’ timeline. this is another universe based on my fanfic ‘dear jason’ on ao3. we are safe
