#answer: Charlie

[miraculous-sonic-au]

CHARLIE

[littlelonelytree]

"Just because you see I smile...

... don't think you know what's going on underneath."

[potato-lord-but-not]

pspspspspsp more human yellow- he’s so angry all the time

[north-noire]

perhaps catching up a bit wouldn't hurt?

[immortaledd]

You have put sad old men on my timeline for too long , I am making my stand /vsilly

Here’s your happy fucking ending

/silly

[classica-meretrix]

Hiii! I saw that your requests where open and I was wondering if you could do Charlie Weasley x reader? The reader works at Hogwarts as the Astronomy teacher and Harry, Ron, and Hermione take the readers class and the reader is their favorite teacher because they’re non biased to house’s, and they make the class fun and not boring. One day Charlie goes to Hogwarts to visit his partner and to help with her lesson on how the the night sky and stars help him with his job with the dragons and Ron is all kinds of shocked that his brother is there, and Malfoy says something to Hermione that offends her and the reader gives him a look and he actually apologizes and that shocks the trio (the reader is like Draco’s aunt or something) then after class Ron goes to talk to his brother and finds his brother and teacher kissing cause they’ve been dating for a while and that just blows Ron’s mind?

Also I love your work! Thank you sooo much for your time >>>💗

thank you so much for the request, love! I hope you like it ❣

Draco, the Dragon Wrym?

pairing: charlie weasley x fem!reader genre: fluff content/warnings: use of y/n and l/n, reader is said to be draco's aunt and its alluded to be on narcissa's side but not explicitly stated summary: reader works at hogwarts, and quickly became one of the golden trio's favorite teachers! but after a guest speaker drops in, ron makes a shocking discovery

Harry hurried down the hallway, quickly trailed by Ron and Hermione.

"We're going to be late!" Hermione cried as she rushed past the boys.

"No later than me," I laughed, coming up behind them. The three spun around, shocked.

"Miss. L/N!" Hermione gasped. I—What are you doing?"

"Running late," I answered, calmly walking beside them despite my statement. They were all first years, but I knew them well enough by now. Harry, well that was obvious. Ron, I had gone to school with his siblings—and happened to be a little closer with one of his brothers—and knew him mostly by name and stories. Hermione, I had heard about from the other teachers about her young brilliance.

I, however, was surely a mystery to them. We had seen each other in the dining hall and corridors, but the first years hadn't had an astronomy class yet, as it was still the first few weeks of term.

"Aren't you worried about not being on time?" Harry asked, his nose scrunched in confusion.

"No, not particularly," I said with a smirk, ducking behind a tapestry.

There was a beat of silence as I walked through the dark hall before a stampede of tiny feet came running after me.

"I know a shortcut," I continued. They all stared at me in shock, following me up a thin set of stairs.

"Why are you showing us a secret corridor?" Hermione questioned. "Isn't that forbidden?"

"Not explicitly. Besides—" I turned to Ron. "—I know your brothers well enough to know they've probably found this already, and it's just a matter of time before they share it with you."

Ron nodded, clearly not surprised by my assessment of the twins. I led them out of the hallway and held open the wooden door to the astronomy tower. "After you three."

The class was already buzzing, ambling back and forth talking to friends, or leaning over the rails to look out at the darkened grounds. With the arrival of the three students the class fell silent, eyes landing on them, then myself.

"Hello!" I greeted, earning a tired murmur from the group. "I know, it's late, and I'm sure you all want to go to bed just as much as I do, but there's work to be done. I'm Miss. L/N, I'll be your astronomy teacher for this term, and hopefully many more."

The class had started to gather in a loose semi-circle, awaiting their first order. A few of the Slytherins rubbed their eyes, joined with a couple Gryffindor yawns.

"For your first class you shouldn't have your telescopes, but it's such a beautiful night, I think we can break a few rules. I won't tell you if you don't."

That earned a sleepy laugh from the group as they bustled to unpack their telescopes. Hermione exchanged a worried glance with a fellow classmate at the premise of going off the lesson plan.

"Miss. L/N," Draco called in a sickly-sweet voice.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" I asked.

"Can you set up my telescope for me?" He gave me his best attempt at puppy dog eyes, surely on the verge of playing the nephew card.

"I've shown you how to do this twenty times. We both know you can manage just fine."

Ron was close by and issued a low 'oooooo' to Harry, seemingly taking great pleasure in Draco receiving push back from a teacher.

"Mother said I was doing it wrong," he pouted.

"And your mother failed astronomy. Don't listen to her."

He let out a short laugh before quickly silencing himself as if he'd just remembered it wasn't polite to mock your mother.

Instead, he let out another huff. "Fine, I guess I'll do it myself. And I thought having an aunt as a teacher would be cool."

"Aunt?" I heard Ron gasp as I went to help Neville, who was somehow tangled in the legs of his telescope.

The next few weeks passed as normal, and I saw a significant amount more of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Almost the entire class came to the tower oddly energized for the lesson, but these three specifically seemed eager to learn.

As the students filed out one night I heard Ron mutter to Harry, "I wish she was my aunt."

I only laughed to myself, thinking of the hastily written letter that had arrived this morning:

Love, I've got a leave from work next week, and I'd like to see you while I'm off. Besides, it'd be good to see how Ron is settling in at school. Also, there's this dragon that's recently come in that reminds me of you. I know that's probably absurd to say, but something about how she looks at problems. You can see the gears turning. She's impossibly smart too. Just like you, love. Anyway, got to run. Dragons that need tending! See you soon. Yours forever, Charlie

I blushed as the sweet words before quickly writing a reply, offering for him to help with a class while he was here. He had just been going on about the effects of the stars on his scaley friends, and I figured it would make for a fun class topic.

"Finally!" I called as Charlie landed. "We're going to have to hurry, you're late."

He tucked his broom away before wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my cheek. "Hello to you too, love."

I led him through the corridors by the hand, hurrying to get to class on time. "They have no idea you're coming. I'd hate for their first impression to be you bumbling in ten minutes late."

"It's fine! Besides, Ron would it expect it of me."

I playfully rolled my eyes, throwing open the door as we rushed up the stairs.

"Hello class!" I announced, slightly winded. "We have a special guest today! Please welcome a longtime friend of mine, Charlie Weasley!" Ron's eyes widened as Charlie appeared behind me, waving to the class.

"Charlie?" he blurted before hurriedly covering his mouth.

"The only and only," he answered with a smirk. "It's nice to meet you all! As Y/N—I mean, Miss. L/N said, I'm Charlie. I work with dragons is Romania."

Excited gasps went up across the group, everyone sharing gleeful looks with their friends.

"Yes, yes. Dragons," I said. "And that will the focus of today's lesson. Dragons, much like ourselves, are affected by the changing patterns of the stars and planets." I pointed to the star map behind me. "This constellation is called 'Draco'. I'm sure you can all guess what that means?"

Hermoine's hand shot in the air.

"Hermione?"

"Draco, Latin for dragon."

"Very good. Ten points for Gryffindor. The Draco constellation is found in the north, looping between the two dippers. It is displayed as a regal dragon."

Draco leaned towards one of his friends. "Hear that, regal."

"But his position among the stars was a punishment in Greek mythology," I continued, making Draco lose his former smugness.

"Can anyone tell me who defeated him?"

The group stayed silent, causing Draco's smirk to reappear as he leaned towards Hermione. "Quiet now, know-it-all?" he sneered. She furrowed her brows, quickly looking down at the floor.

"Draco," I scolded. "Apologize."

He looked at me offended. "Apologize? I'm not apologizing for stating a fact."

"Draco," I repeated, my tone harsh.

"Fine. I'm sorry," he spat.

"Like you mean it."

The class erupted into soft giggles as Draco glared at me.

"I'm sorry," he repeated through his teeth, but at least he was looking at her this time, and his tone lacked the usual sass.

"Anyway," I began, "Athena beat Draco, and banished him to the heavens. Now, he is seen in the northern sky. I'd like you all to set up your telescopes now."

The group began unpacking their bags as I turned back to Charlie.

"Not bad," he said with a smirk, crossing his arm over his chest. "You're making me wish I paid attention in astronomy."

"You should have," I chided, nudging his arm.

Ron came running up us as soon as his telescope was assembled, bumping into Charlie.

"I didn't know you were going to be here! When did you get here? How long are you staying? Does Mom know? Do Fred and Geor—"

"One at a time," Charlie laughed, embracing his brother. "I'm here for the week. It was a surprise. Why don't you go back to your friends and we can catch up tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Ron furiously nodded, scampering back to his station. The rest of class went smoothly, no more snide comments at the very least, and after our talk about the constellation, Charlie went on to tell the class about how the stars and their alignment effected dragons, and stories of their captive dragons' side effects.

Charlie said goodnight at the classroom door, deciding to walk his brother back to his dorm.

The next day I was having tea in my study when Charlie came bustling through the door with a wide grin on his smile.

"I've got something to show you," he announced."

I sat down my book, turning my chair towards him. "Go ahead."

He produced a small leather pouch from his pocket, something squirming and squeaking inside. Charlie dumped the contents into his palm and out tumbled a... green worm?

"What is that?" I asked, walking around the table to get a better look.

"Eastern Spitter Wyrm," he said proudly.

It was maybe four inch long and solid green except for the bronze spines that ran up it's back. It wiggled in his palm until it had balanced again, then began inspecting it's surroundings.

"This is little guy is about two years old, and normally much bigger, I just charmed him to bring him along. I figured he'd be fun to have in the next class, a tiny representation of Draco–who by the way, due to his lack of legs and wings isn't a dragon, but a wyrm."

I laughed at his nerdiness, kissing his cheek. "He's perfect. I'm sure the second years will love him, but I think it'd be best to keep him out of Fred and George's class."

Charlie nodded, sliding the wyrm back into his carrying pouch. "So, what are you up?"

"Reading," I answered, perching on the edge of my desk. He came to stand in front of me, gently stroking my cheek. "But I'm up for a distraction," I teased.

"You must've read my mind," he hummed, bringing his lips to mine.

He softly cupped my face in his hands as he kissed me, his lips moving in sync with mine. He had just slipped his tongue into my mouth when Ron came bursting through the study door.

"Blimey!" he yelled, causing us to spring apart. "You—You two—You were just—Kissing!" He frantically pointed between the two of us as I turned a deep shade of scarlet and Charlie nervously rubbed his neck, eyes glued to the floor.

"Did you need something?" I asked as delicately I could, trying to keep some semblance of professionalism.

"Kissing!" he repeated, still yelling.

"Would you stop that?" Charlie asked, hurrying over to shut the door behind his brother.

"Wait till I tell Harry," Ron mumbled to himself, still wide eyed. "My brother's dating the coolest teacher in Hogwarts."

I couldn't help but laugh, Charlie joining shortly.

"I'm flattered," I managed, collecting myself again.

"Favorite teacher?" Charlie asked with a smirk. "Can't say I'm surprised, quite sprung on her myself."

A smile spread on Ron's face, but he still looked as if he was struggling to process the new information, which he probably was.

"Come, Ron," I urged. "Why don't you join us for tea?"

"Alright," he said gleefully, bumbling over to desk.

[alxandergoth]

⊹ ࣪ ˖👀🔥 // xtras.

TRANSCRIPT:

Charlie: Housekeeping.

Eli: Is it my birthday?

Charlie: Hmm... no. But I figured you deserved something extra special for your bachelor party.

Eli: Damn. I didn’t get you anything.

Charlie: That’s okay. Charlie: I can think of something else you can give me.

Eli: You planned this whole thing, didn’t you?

Charlie: Only for months.

Eli: You really wore that for me?

Charlie: Would’ve worn it for the door-man if you didn’t answer the door.

Eli: I better make it worth your while then.

Charlie: Oh, you will.

EXTRA:

peep the engagement ring 🤭

[miraculous-sonic-au]

CHARLIE UR VERY CUTIE PATOOTIE

[questionthedompler]

does charlie support the lesbian community?

i am the biggest supporter of the lesbian community man no joke those hard working women need all the support we guys or anyone can give them you know god bless lesbians god bless america i love both my country and lesbians

fr no cap

[alltimefail]

I posted this on my Twitter, but I thought I'd share it here, too! I isolated the audio from Charles' death scene to answer a commonly debated headcanon in fandom: did Charles go by something else when he was alive?

Well, at least in this video, I can confirm that all the "Friends" who killed him call him Charlie. 😭

I reckon that is what his peers, teachers, and, even his abusive father likely referred to him as... Charlie Rowland. Makes sense for a teenage boy in the 80s; particularly a sporty, alternative, charismatic boy like Charles who hung around "lad-types."

It's no wonder he flinched when Brad/Hunter called him Charlie Boy. This show really doesn't miss a single detail. It's brilliant and intentional in every single thing it does.

FUCK it deserves a season 2! It's so well-written and in its first season. *Chef's kiss* from beginning to end.

[beentobeetle]

butcher/oscar/noel when /silly

Well. now, actually

I promise I will be doing more heehee ,, oh wait do these three have a ship name uhhh … Dolscar? Dollins plus … Oscar … Dolscar … IDK

Or something not entirely name related, like Holy Ghosts … Tripwire … I have no explanation for that one it just Feels RightTM

[greykolla-art]

May I ask what is your thinking behind the "Dreamcore Au"? I adore your designs.

Aww thank you!

It’s nothing special really, I was just seeing a lot of people re-designing the characters and felt a lot of it was coming from a place of anger.

Not all of it obviously, but there’s just a lot of bad-faith takes and hate just for the sake of hating.

So I was just finding a way to fuck around with the character design, in a way that didn’t feel like I was trying to create a “better version” of the show.

So: Dreamcore AU! Hazbin hotel is just a weird dream you had! Where a porcelain clown/goat devil was wandering around this weird place. She met a taxidermy deer that wanted to start a podcast with her, but she wasn’t into it. Then he kept following her around and they meet more weird people.

Just fun stuff like that. 😜

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

OK WAIT

Y’ALL REMEMBER PEOPLE WERE SUSPICIOUS OF THIS

CUZ WHY WOULD THEY CHOOSE TO HIDE LILITH’S FACE IF WE ALREADY KNEW WHAT SHE LOOKED LIKE

A LOT OF PEOPLE THOUGHT THIS MIGHT BE EVE

IF IT IS, WE WERE ALREADY AWARE SHE WAS BLONDE, WE ALL JUST COLLECTIVELY FORGOT 😭😭😭

IF THAT’S THE CASE, IT WOULD MAKE SENSE THAT ABEL IS BLOND TOO

BUT, IF THAT’S THE CASE, WHY IS EVE IN HELL??? I’M SO DAMN CONFUSED

[potato-lord-but-not]

ourthur ourthur ourthur ourthur

Also the first 4 doodles where inspired by this fic teehee <333

[yourstrulynobody]

Hi dunno if you already did this and I didn't like see it or not but I saw your bby sun comics and I wanna see at least a little resolution, like close getting ahold of moon, the sams crew {or just solar and moon} visiting eaps, moon seeing what happens and the tech people {ruin, clipse, solar and moon} figuring out how it happened and a fix, if at all possible, if not ur good, bye!

I was actually gonna make a continuation of that au! Thanks for giving me the motivation :D!!

(Its more of Moon seeing Sun after weeks of him being gone :3—I might make a thing when Sun goes back to normal when I have the time :D!!!)

Click on the first image then swipe to the next so the comic flows better :D

[First comic]: more info, overprotective Eclipse

[flofaiiry]

17 "hands behind your back" just SCREAMS charlie reid

IT SO DOES OH MY GOD I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD SEND THIS COMBO !!!!!!

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when charlie first takes out the cuffs, your eyes widen- you already know what he plans to do with them. he notes your reaction with a cocky little smirk. “turn around,” he says, his voice dangerously low. you do, slowly turning your back to him and facing the bed. you hear the clink of the cuffs in his hands along with a few steady steps as he walks over to you. he tucks his head right next to yours, leaning down a little bit to be right by your ear, “put your hands behind your back.” the words leave him as a whisper, sending a shudder through you that makes its way down your spine to end up between your legs. you move your hands back, turning your head to peer at him in your peripheral vision. “have i been a bad girl, officer?” he scoffs, then takes your hands in his and clips the cool metal around your wrists with a hum. “think you can send me pictures like that when i’m at work, huh? think you can just get me all riled up ‘n i won’t do anything about it?” he presses on your lower back, almost shoving you into the mattress. the next think you hear is the buckle of his belt & zipper of his pants, then the material being shoved down his legs. he brings his hands to your hips, pulling them up roughly to line up with his. he hikes your skirt up and pulls your panties to the side before sliding into you without warning. you moan loud when he fills you up with just one thrust, groans spilling from his lips as he does. “bad girls need to be put in their place,” he mumbles, before grabbing you by the handcuffs where your wrists are joined and immediately setting a relentless pace. the sound of skin slapping against skin muffles the whimpers you can’t help falling from your lips, charlie’s breathy grunts barely audible over the rough noise. “you gonna make it up to me? hm? gonna cum around my cock ‘n let me fill you up?” you nod pathetically against the comforter, before you feel his hand land sharply against your ass. “say it,” he warns, his cock dragging perfectly against your walls with every snap of his hips. “please,” you whine. you can practically hear the smirk on his voice when he speaks next, “gonna be a good girl?” you nod again, “mmh- god, yes. gonna be good- please charlie,” the words spill from you breathlessly, jumbling together into a single syllable. “yeah. ‘s what i thought,” he grunts, landing one more slap to your ass for good measure. “cum for me then, hm? show me how sorry you are.”

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