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Summary: Salazar Slytherin bound Earth, Air, Fire and Water to himself and through him to his descendants. Now that Voldemort has been resurrected he shall assume his inheritance. But who are his elementals?
Warning: Slash (male/male), Sex Scenes, Violence, Gore, Character Deaths, Manipulative Dumbledore… You've been warned.
Pairing: Voldemort/Harry Potter
This one reminds me of another I can't remember not so much the dracken hybrids as they were all children of Voldy's followers. I believe Harry was a fire elemental that time rathe than Earth. On another note as fascinating as I find this story it is incomplete you have been warned. Also we never got around to anything to sexual more like possessive hugging and petting in dreams. Also the gore and violence levels were pretty neutral as Chapter 20 leaves off with the warning of War about to take place.
Spoiler tags as they are more to help me remember when I go hunting for things.
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mydairpercabeth · 4 months
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just two bros bonding… nothing else
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copepods · 1 year
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more of this au... i kind of like it actually
[id: sketches of dsmp!wilbur and qsmp!wilbur in a comic. q!wilbur is sitting in a chair, watching tallulah sleep. behind him, leaning against the wall, his dsmp self says, “i tried, you know. changing things. making my world ‘better.’ you want to know how that worked out?” and he replies “not particularly.” dsmp!wilbur approaches him, and says “hey, i won’t stop you. you can play at peace for as long as you like. maybe some of those friends of yours will even join you.” he leans close to wilbur’s face, smiling, and says “but sooner or later... something’s got to give.” end id]
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hongsasum · 3 months
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I love that Alastor’s act around Charlie changes so quickly whenever and however it fits best in his situation.
He gets all handsy with Charlie when Lucifer first visits the hotel to make him think they’re romantically interested in each other, but that kinda falls through when Charlie introduces her actual girlfriend Vaggie (which I think is part of the reason why Lucifer seemed so enthusiastic upon meeting Vaggie — because he realizes that Charlie and that stupid red guy aren’t a thing, thank god)
Then Alastor quickly picks up on Lucifer’s insecurities regarding his absence in Charlie’s life as a supportive parent, so he switches gears just like that and starts acting like Charlie’s father figure, despite never acting like this before. It kinda works because he succeeds in both pissing off Lucifer and making Charlie trust him.
Finally, he approaches Charlie when she’s all alone with no one else, especially Vaggie, around to stop her from making a deal with him. “What’s a favor between friends?” he says as he rubs his cheek against hers. So now all of a sudden he claims they’re friends, which implies Charlie should do what he asks of her. And then he totally ignores Charlie as she rants to Alastor about her girlfriend on their way to meet Rosie, although it’s natural for “friends” to rant about stuff and listen to each other.
So no, Alastor doesn’t view himself as Charlie’s love interest, father figure nor friend nor does he try to be. But he can switch out masks to take on any of these roles without hesitation if it means he can manipulate Charlie (or others, in Lucifer’s case) to see him as such.
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pariahsden · 3 months
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"A smile is a valuable tool, my dear. It inspires your friends, keeps your enemies guessing... and ensures that no matter what comes your way—you're the one in control."
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miniagula · 2 months
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they make me ILL and SICK IN THE HEAD
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magpie-allosaurus · 3 months
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Some Al the mentor/The dad who stepped up, doodles!
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blue-rose-soul · 2 months
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For grown up together au: how awkward when Lucifer visits the hotel residents?
On a scale of one to ten? 37.
Charlie's relationship with Lucifer here is the same as canon, and while Alastor's not quite as vitriolic towards Lucifer as in canon, their relationship is still a little shaky. He feels more like Charlie's brother than Lucifer's son, especially with how Lucifer started shutting them both out in his depressive state. A little part of him blames Lucifer for letting Nicaise be murdered. Mainly, he feels like he was an obligation to Lucifer and nothing more.
So, even though Charlie invited Lucifer to the hotel to try and help, the moment he shows up Alastor slams the door in his face. Charlie lets him in a minute later.
I don't think Lucifer and Alastor would really make up at the end of that episode like Charlie and Lucifer do. Charlie had genuine admiration for her dad and was looking for a connection, she was just hurt by how disinterested he seemed in her and her dream. Alastor's happy for Charlie. He really. Really. Is. But, he's not there yet. He might never be.
At the end before Lucifer leaves, Alastor at least offers him a handshake. Lucifer pulls him into a tight hug that has Alastor looking all stiff and uncomfortable while Vaggie and Angel have a chuckle at his expense. Alastor gives it three seconds before shoving Lucifer off and fixing his coat.
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years
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thinking about how post-Crisis!Babs was an active friend, big sister and/or 'mother,' and mentor to no less than six teenagers and in the post-Flashpoint universe she's not even a real mentor to the Batgirls anymore
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Grown up Charlie
ink on paper
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@mischief02
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twslug · 9 months
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mentor and mentee
Pluto Projector Rex Orange County / the origin of "il predestinato" Carlo Vanzini / Infinite Jest David Foster Wallace / Interview with Charles Leclerc La Stampa / The Secret History Donna Tartt / Vettel offers Leclerc sympathy over Paul Ricard crash RaceFans / "To Charles, you are the most talented driver I came across in 15 years of F1. Don't waste it. But be sure whatever you do to be happy and smile. Thanks for everything!" Sebastian Vettel
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eliotlime · 1 year
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I know i rb’d an ask game for people to ask me things about my ocs but uhhh I uhhh, anyway demons themed post they are the world’s worst friend group
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bennis-trash · 11 months
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SPOILERS FOR WEST WING THE SHOW THE GREATEST POLITICAL DRAMA OF ALL TIME
Rewatching The West Wing is a heartbreak and crying yourself to sleep saying she shouldve stayed in the garden. She shouldve stayed in the garden with charlie. Everything would be fine there.
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dragonmuse · 1 year
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Could we have a Izzy and Charlie hangout from Charlie’s perspective when he’s a teen and starting to get a crush and hide it?
(nearly two months later, you sure can Anon!)
They were hiking through a park, not far from the Bonnet family home. Charlie had been there several times with his boy scout troop back when he still did that, but he was fifteen now and that was behind him. These days he only got to go out when Izzy offered and he would leap on the chances like a ravenous wolf.
(There would come a day when it would be Charlie reaching out, making offers himself and it would’ve pleased his teenage self immensely to know that he was rarely turned down. That there would be someone else with them, dark curly hair jammed under a cap would’ve baffled him.)
It hadn’t rained in a few days, so the leaves were crunchy underfoot, marking their passage. Their packs were light, no overnight things required. Izzy was wearing a fisherman’s sweater, black and intricately patterned. His shoulders shifted underneath them and Charlie forced himself to keep pace so he wasn’t falling behind to watch that movement.
Their breath came in matching draws, not labored, but not at easy conversation either. It was only when they reached the pinnacle of the hill they’d been gradually rising over for some time, that Izzy inclined his head and Charlie nodded.
They found a wide stump and both sat down on it, taking off their packs and reaching for water. Izzy drank, throat bobbing and Charlie watched sidelong as he drank his own. A breeze came through, rattling the leaves.
“Your mother said you got on the swim team.”
“Wasn’t hard,” Charlie capped his bottle. “My times suck right now if I want to win anything.”
“No one starts off winning,” Izzy shrugged.
“Did you play sports in high school?”
“No,” Izzy snorted. “Might’ve liked it if I did, but you couldn’t tell me shit back then.”
“What’d you do after school then?”
“Worked. Fucked around. Got in trouble.”
Charlie wondered what Izzy had looked like. It was hard to imagine the man without the manicured facial hair and deep lines.
“Is that why you didn’t go to college?”
Izzy took another drink of water then shook his head. “Would’ve needed a reason to go, not a reason not to. Lots of kids in my neighborhood didn’t. Faith might’ve though.”
“Who’s Faith?”
“Girlfriend. Met her when I was your age, actually. Jesus fuck, what a child I was.”
“Hey,” Charlie protested, but not too hard. He wanted to hear more.
“Trust me, you’re a fucking kid. Nothing wrong with it.”
There were a few things wrong with it to Charlie’s mind. An adult might get to say things a kid couldn’t for instance, but Charlie shoved that to one side.
“You had a girlfriend?” He asked instead.
“Why does everyone say it like that?” Izzy groaned. “Yeah, I did.”
“What was she like?”
“Smart. Real smart. Good at math. Shy. Didn’t talk very much unless it was just the two of us.”
Charlie could picture that easily. He didn’t like to talk much in school himself. Enough not to be weird, but not enough to draw attention. He wondered if anyone would describe him as shy, years from now. Probably not. It sounded nice though.
“When did you break up?”
“Didn’t.”
“Uh...”
“She died.”
“Oh,” Charlie winced. “Sorry.”
“You didn’t know,” Izzy waved that away.
“Wait...she died when? Like how long were you together?” He pictured a tragic twenty-five or six year old Izzy losing his childhood sweetheart. Like a movie his mother would watch when she thought no one else was around.
“Nearly three years. She was a month out from eighteen.”
Alma was eighteen. And Charlie wasn’t oblivious, he knew teenagers could die. Of course it happened. But eighteen was so close. He imagined someone he knew in school right now just being dead in three years. Not seeing graduation.
“That’s horrible.”
“Long time ago now.”
“Still. I’m sorry.”
Izzy bumped his shoulder into Charlie’s, “History.”
Flustered, Charlie kicked at a rock, watched it bounce back down the hill through the trees until it disappeared in the underbrush.
“This swimming thing,” Izzy said as if there’d been no pause in the discussion. “You going to have competitions?”
“Yeah. Meets. First one isn’t until February though. Up against other local high schools. There’s a regional in March. That’s the big deal, but I won’t be ready for it yet.”
“You don’t know that. Lots of hours between then and now.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
“Ready?”
“Mhm.”
They didn’t talk the rest of the way out, nor for most of the way back. Charlie liked it that way. Izzy was great at silence, unbothered by it as far as Charlie could tell. It was only when they were back in Izzy’s car that they started talking about books and words flowed between them.
In the darkness of his room that night, Charlie thought about Izzy’s shoulder brushing his own. The way he’d talked about his loss so simply, but with such depth in his voice. It seemed wrong to enjoy that, to like the burr when his voice caught on the word ‘shy’.  
He forgot about the rest of it until months later. Dad and Eddy, Mom and Pop, all turned out for his first regional match and it had been nice to see them all lined up and trying to get along in the stands. What he hadn’t expected as Izzy to show too, sitting next to Mom as if he belonged there. When Charlie caught his eye, Izzy just gave him one solemn nod.  
Seconds later, Charlie was diving into the water and he swam to his first of many victories.
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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years
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Thought of ur post about how we don’t really know wether cass is wayne or cain when I read this panel in batgirls 11 lol
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listen: I need DC to officially confirm she's Cassandra Wayne. I need this in my soul. It won't change my tags but it will soothe my soul after the past 15 years of bullshit I've had to put up with.
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