#Charles Duras

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Hello and welcome to Asterial!

My name is Elysia (she/her), and I’m going to be your guide through the wonderful world of Asterial.

Let’s get you started with some of the basics!

What is Asterial?

Asterial is a side realm connected to the human realm, where all magical beings reside.

Your history textbooks won’t tell you this, but we used to share a realm! We split off from you humans after The Great War… now the barrier is blocked off via magic, so the average human can’t even see the entrances hiding around the world.

Asterial is actually a rather new development, only being about a hundred years old, so don’t worry, there’s not a lot of major history to catch you up on!

Who am I?

You know my name, but let me tell you a little more about me!

Once again, my name is Elysia, I go by she/her pronouns. I’m a nature fairy (not a fae, that is a different species entirely!). I have two familiars, both being cats—Jazzmin (who is a brown and white main coon) and Gizmo (I have no idea what she is other than grey).

I live in the outskirts of the Celestial Pine forest, near one of the major Asterial cities. I’m not all that social, but I do occasionally visit the city for shopping purposes… I suppose.

I’m actually a deity’s aid, too! I work for Time Itself. My job is to share the unspoken truths. Believe me, you’ll never see me lie! I physically can’t. At least, not well…

Blog Rules

So with those introductions out of the way, allow me to set some ground rules for any wanderers who pass through here. I’ll keep it simple!

Show kindness! We all exist in this world together, divided by a barrier or not. I’m a person, you’re a person… be nice to each other!

No discrimination. Going off the above rule, I don’t wanna see any homophobia, transphobia, racism, ableism, nothing of the sort.

Keep NSFW on the low. I just don’t generally like talking about it, but I’m not gonna smite you or anything lol

That’s it! Literally pls just be nice

Asks are totally welcomed! Ask questions, talk to me about whatever… that’s what I’m here for!

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#Charles Duras — This guy runs Perzion City. Believe me, there’s A LOT to talk about with him.

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[elysia-nsimp]

Charles Duras what say you

Charles Duras says:

“Kraft mac n cheese is the proof that the gods abandoned us.”

[yorgunherakles]

birine bağlanıldığı sanılır: halbuki, kendi herhan­gi bir düşüncene, bir özgürlük ya da beklenmedik bir olayın görüntüsüne, seraplara bağlısındır.

simone de beauvoir - love letters

[alparslan0]

Fear breeds hatred, hatred breeds boredom, boredom breeds liberation, and liberation breeds anger. Anger is the beginning of chaos.

[rwpohl]

india song, marguerite duras 1975

[sbbarnes]

if you are wondering if I am making this up, ask yourself why I would remember the syllabus so well ten years on.

the professor's name was nancy. she was well over seventy and had some trouble walking. she was t e r r i f y i n g. one time, she kicked everyone who hadn't done the reading out of the classroom. one girl was so scared that, even though she hadn't been sussed out as having not done the reading, she confessed and left.

afterwards, nancy grinned at those of us who had done the reading and went, "I like to do that once a semester to keep people on their toes."

[princessmacabre]

moodboard. the lovers ~ in the mood for love ❤️🥀

a small celebration of french literature, Duras & Baudelaire…

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k t h e n e x t g e n e r a t i o n created by gene roddenberry [reunion, s4ep7]

'I want you to discover which one of them has killed me. Gowron or Duras. Find the assassin. The Klingon who kills without showing his face has no honor. He must not lead the Empire. Such a man would be capable of anything. Even war with the Federation.' - k'mpec

[damnelves]

DOOMED. DOOMED. DOOMED.

Aeschylus, The Oresteia / Disco Elysium / Introduction to her translation of the Iliad by Emily Wilson / The Three Fates (detail), painting by Alexander Rothaug / Lives of the Saints by Charles Wright / The Lover by Marguerite Duras / / 6 ways to draw a circle by tumblr user filmnoirsbian / The Sweater by Gregory Orr / DOOMED TO REPEAT by Johnny Dombrowski / Revenge of the Sith (novelization) by Matthew Stover / "Goner" Google Result / Lake Mungo, dir. Joel Anderson / "Scriptum" from the Red Thread Series by Rima Day / War of the Foxes by Richard Siken / Prophetic perfect tense, Wikipedia / Text post by tumblr user monstermoviedean / October by Louise Glück / Planet of Love by Richard Siken / State of Siege by Mahmoud Darwish / Cycle of Doom, source unknown / Supernatural S05E04, The End / Road to Hell, Hadestown / Watchmen, Alan Moore / Wolf in White Van by John Darnielle

[adrienneleclerc]

girl! I love everything you write! I have a tiny request if possible, what would you thing about wrote a scenario/reaction of Charles at a concert by his Latina girlfriend with some of the guys from the grill? Something like the first time seen her on the stage 🙈 ily

Ooh I love that!!! Like always, I’ll be using Becky G as a face claim for the header, I love you too! I am so glad you like what I write, sometimes I’m not too sure about some of the fics I post but I really am glad you like them. And his Latina girlfriend doesn’t know Charles will be there either!

Superstar

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Charles is dating the Latin superstar, Y/N L/N, and he finally sees her on stage.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: hope y’all like It, I believe the header look PERFECT for this, I know I always use Becky G but I fucking love her, what you gonna do?

Charles and Y/N were by far the most loved couple on the grid, their outfits were always coordinated for media day, whenever Y/N has a new song released, Charles will post about it, Y/N music videos will always have Charles somewhere in the background, something of his in the background, or as her love interest in the video, they were so supportive of each other. However, Charles has never seen her perform live, he has never been to one of her concerts at all.

Y/N was currently in the Rose Bowl Stadium, backstage, doing her makeup and doing a wardrobe check. The white cargo pants and crop top looks good, her hair was styled perfectly, and she got her phone so she could call Charles before performing. However, what she didn’t know, was that Charles was somewhere in the Rose Bowl with Carlos, Lando, Lewis, Pierre, and Oscar.

“Can’t believe we drove down here.” Pierre said, moving through the crowd. “Can’t you just wait until your girlfriend does a European tour? And why do you have roses?” Pierre asks

“I haven’t seen her in 2 weeks, this is her first full headline tour, my girl deserves her flowers. Plus, who knows if I’ll be free when she’ll have a European tour.” Charles said.

“I am excited, look many fans Y/N has.” Lando said,

“Yeah, she’s very popu…” Charles started saying but the crowd started screaming, he saw a spotlight, and that’s when he saw Y/N in her performance outfit, she was glowing, waving at the audience.

“Como están, Pasadena?!?” Y/N asked the crowd, they cheered “If you do not know who I am, my name is Y/N, and this is my first stop in my US tour! Now let’s get this concerted! I mean it’s reason why you’re all here.” The track ‘Arranca’ started playing, Y/N was dancing, singing, interacting with the crowd, Charles watched in awe and Carlos sang along,

“You know the song?” Lewis asked the Spanish man.

“It’s on my playlist, cabrón.” Carlos answered, making Lewis laugh. Charles pulled out his phone to record her. The song finished after a minute.

“Now as you guys may know, I have a boyfriend.” Y/N said and the crowd started cheering. “He’s a few years older than me, as all Latino parents, they’re a little concerned, but I told them que a mí me gustan mayores.”

The crowd went crazy as the song ‘Mayores’ began to play, the song went along as normal until the second verse. “Si él supiera que en mi mente yo solo quiero a uno, dice que en la mañana me quiere de desayuno, como él ninguno, dura más que uno de 21, él se pone para todas mis locuras, sabe que a mi me tiene segura, no quiero un Romeo, no quiero aventura, Daddy Yankee sabe que estoy dura, me resuelve siempre 24/7, pa él me quedan de más los juguetes, me da todo nuevo del paquete, difícil que con él tú te compares, mejor vete.” And everyone SCREAMED, Carlos laughed and put his hands on Charles’s shoulders, shaking him. If he knew that I only want one person on my mind, he says he wants to have me for breakfast, there’s no guy like him, he lasts longer than a 21 year old. He’s down for whatever, my ride or die, he knows I’m his, I don’t want a Romeo, I don’t want adventure, Daddy Yankee knows I’m bad, he’s ready 24/7 (like if Y/N wants sex, Charles is DOWN), there’s no need for toys when I’m with him, everything he gives me is brand new, it’s difficult if you think you can compare to him, you better leave.

“Wow, cabrón, didn’t know you had it in you.” Carlos said.

“I really gotta learn Spanish.” Charles said.

“Yes you do.” Carlos replies.

After like 28 songs, the concert finished.

“Thank you so much, Pasadena, you have been a great audience, I’ll see you next time!” Y/N said. Once the lights turned on, Charles said goodbye by to the boys.

“Hey, I’m gonna see Y/N backstage, I’ll meet you guys later.” Charles said.

“Yeah sure, we’ll be in the cars.” Pierre said.

While Charles went to one of the security guards, the boys got out of the stadium singing one of Y/N’s songs.

“Ahora tengo novio nuevo que me hace ram Pam Pam Pam Pam.” They sang.

“Don’t know Spanish, but her songs are so good!” Oscar exclaimed.

“Yes they are, we should go to more concerts actually.” Lewis said.

Charles got escorted to Y/N’s dressing room and knocked on the door.

“Come in!” Y/N said and she turned around, seeing Charles holding flowers. “Muñeco!” Y/N said, getting up to hug him, Charles hugged her back hard, rubbing her back. She pulled away. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in Las Vegas? Isn’t your flight back to Monaco tomorrow?”

“I came to see you, I never saw you perform before, you were amazing. The crowd loved you, Carlos was singing along, I think Lewis, Pierre, Lando, and Oscar became fans…” Charles said.

“Wait, the 6 of you drove down here to see me?” Y/N asked.

“Of course. Well, Pierre and Lewis drove the cars.” Charles admitted.

“Well I’m glad they liked the show.” Y/N said.

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charles_leclerc went to see my girlfriend perform last night and she was amazing! Couldn’t be more proud of her for her first headline tour at 21 years old. She is talented and I finally got to see her perform for the first time ever. I love you, mon coeur 😘❤️

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yourusername loved the surprise, muñeco! I love you too, I expect to see you at more concerts from now on

carlossainz55 i have your songs stuck in head now

yourusername as you should!

landonorris best concert I’ve been to in a long time, glad I went with you

oscarpiastri thank you for inviting me, dad

lewishamilton big fan of her music, Roscoe is loving it too

pierregasly i already added some of her songs to my playlist

y/n_Queen love that the grid became fans of her, so cute 🥰

user39 Charles is giving “male wife” and I love it!

user18 will we be getting more Y/N songs on the F1 playlist 😱

The End

Hope y’all liked it! It’s a little short but I think it turned out well

[volevoimparareavolare]

Cara Sofia,

Sto amando un'altra donna e la sto amando con tutta quella serenità che tu non mi hai mai concesso, ora capisco che l'amore è questo,

mettere in fila giorni di felicità non per forza conquistata con continue lotte.

Lei è bellissima e coerente, la magia della coerenza è così stupefacente che non saprei descrivertela, a te quest'incantesimo

non è mai riuscito.

Sto bene, lei ha preso in mano la mia vita e la mia testa e ha fatto combaciare ogni cosa, ha dato un senso e un ordine alla mia casa, è stata il posto in cui mi sono salvato.

Ci sono giorni di sole e tutti mi dicono che sono una persona nuova e anche io mi sento come se potessi mangiare le nuvole.

Esco prima dal lavoro perché a volte mi manca troppo e ho bisogno di vederla, ci vediamo

tutti i giorni ma solo quando sono con lei non penso a niente e credo di poter salvare il mondo quindi capiscimi perché ogni volta corro per abbracciarla il prima possibile.

Non ti amo più e non mi ami più ma quando ci incontriamo io lo vedo come mi guardi e posso anche vedere come io guardo te, io Sofia non ti amo più ma resti l'amore della mia vita, esiste un solo amore della vita e noi l’abbiamo conosciuto, amato e poi abbiamo smesso di sentirne la mancanza ma tu resti l'amore della mia vita, è difficile farlo capire agli altri ma io mi smonto quando ti vedo, cambio occhi e cuore, ritorno vecchio, dura solo un attimo perché io, e neppure tu, possiamo più permetterci noi, però quell'attimo c'è sempre, come quando ti chiamo al telefono per sapere come stai, quell'attimo c'è sempre perché tu

sei l'amore della mia vita, l'incoerenza, le lotte, le ostinazioni io con te e per te tutto questo lo potevo sopportare.

Se devo descrivere l’amore io parlo di lei ma se mai mi chiedessero di qualcosa che va oltre

l'amore io parlerei di te perché tu resisti nonostante io abbia smesso

di amarti molto tempo fa.

- Charles Bukowski

[asterial-wishes]

Is Charles duras kissable

I don’t work for him, I wouldn’t know

Probably not though he kind of seems like he hates everyone

[elysia-nsimp]

OC Intro: Charles Duras (Asterial)

Welcome to my fantasy universe!

Basics

Charles Duras (he/him) is the head CEO of Duras Corp, a family-run transportation business found in Perzion City that has existed since long before The Great War. Currently, he’s the only Duras still alive… though his age is… undisclosed.

Being an Archangel (otherwise known as a royal angel), his halo and wings are a lot larger than the average angel’s are. His halo has spires that regular halos do not have, making it a deadly weapon, even among angel halos.

Mr. Duras is rarely actually seen by the public, but those who have seen him personally say he has an intimidating presence, standing at 6’2 (188 cm) with about a 12 foot wingspan. He always dawns a very neutral expression, so he’s also difficult to read to most.

Duras is one of the villains of Asterial, though he remains my favourite Asterial character. Corrupt CEO 💔💔💔 he can be fixed maybe

Hobbies, Talents, Preferences

To most, it seems as though Duras’s only real hobbies are in relation to his job as CEO. His personal life is kept under tight wraps, so anything beyond his business persona is basically invisible to the public. That being said, he’s fantastic at business and math. He’s also good at blueprinting construction work, though he’s never doing any of the actual work on sites… still, he has great understanding of how construction goes.

What the public doesn’t see, though, is that Charles is also musically inclined. He’s never considered himself a very artsy person, but he does listen to music often and is learning how to play the piano. If you’re lucky, you might catch him singing, to which rumour has it, he has a beautiful voice, even among angels.

Charles is extremely good at navigating through social situations, as much as he doesn’t like them. He usually comes off as a little stand-offish and intimidating though, just given his tone and body language. Still, he’s polite if you’re polite to him.

He seems to have a major issue with a category of species in Asterial known as “void beings,” though. Void beings simply refers to any individual who’s comprised of mostly void, a sticky, tar-like substance. This includes angeloids, imps, and inklings. He seems to especially dislike angeloids, who often disguise themselves as angels despite not being even closely related to them. Media outlets have decided to make this a HUGE thing, since void beings are a minority in Asterial.

POV Charles doesn’t hate them he’s just afraid of them and doesn’t like void as a substance despite the fact that void is an excellent building material

Though, Charles is a fan of fine wines and fancy restaurants! He’s got the money for them too. He also seems fond of most birds, sometimes being seen speaking to the birds in his manor gardens.

Backstory

CW for this section: Domestic abuse, alcoholism, death x2

Charles grew up a VERY long time ago, being an only child to Evaline and Benjamin Duras. Throughout early childhood, his father wasn’t really present, as he was off taking care of the company. The few times they did interact, it mostly consisted of his father berating him for… well, acting like a child. Any bonding time with his father was spent being taught how to one day run Duras Corp., rather than getting to actually know each other.

His mother, on the other hand, was a wonderful woman. Evaline loved her son soooo much. She was a musician, and played the harp and piano. She wrote songs for Charles and sung him lullabies to sleep. Charles often snuck out of bed just to listen to her play during the night. The two were closer than close… though, Charles never really told her about the stuff Benjamin told him. Still, she somehow always knew.

As Charles grew older, he started mimicking his father more and more, thinking that since he looked up to his father and would one day take his place, he should learn to act like him too. Because of this, he didn’t really have a lasting childhood, and the one he did have was lacking and frankly confusing and scary.

Things took a serious turn for the worse during Charles’s teenage years, as his parents started having marital issues and often argued over how the other was raising Charles. He ended up staying awake late into the evenings, listening in on their disagreements over him. Benjamin wanted him to grow up to be a leader, and that’s what he was teaching him, but Evaline believed he was too harsh on their son and he deserved more time to live before working.

Some evenings, after the yelling died down, Charles would go check on his mother. Sometimes she was just disheveled, but sometimes she had noticeable bruises. She always denied anything bad happening and would walk her son back to bed. Still, Charles was always worried sick, but didn’t know what to do about it. He couldn’t stand up to his father, and he could easily buy his way out of anything with the money he had, so Charles just tried to support his mother as much as he could.

Much like Charles is today, Benjamin was a drinker. Unfortunately, Benny boy here had a SERIOUS alcoholism issue, whereas Charles just like… enjoys it on the weekends. Arguments with Evaline got worse on nights benben (I hate him so much I can’t even continue to write his actual name without being filled with rage pls forgive me) was drinking. It got REAL bad one evening, though, when Charles was maybe 19? He didn’t hear his mother come out of her room like she usually did. Being super worried, he went to go knock after his father left the area. After no response, he let himself in.

He was horrified to see his mother dead on the floor.

It turns out, things got SO bad that 🤢…Benjamin…🤢 hit Evaline with a vase and killed her almost instantly. Charles was mortified, but was absolutely paralyzed in grief that it took until a staff member came to check on him before any police could be contacted. At her funeral, Charles couldn’t even look at his father during his speech, knowing it was all bullshit. Benjamin never got jail time, or even severe consequence for what he did.

After the death of his mother, Charles spiraled into deep depression. His father’s anger was more directed towards him now, so he started wearing as much to cover his skin as he could so press wouldn’t question him too hard. He tried his best to stay away from his father after that.

Several years later, when Charles was about 24, he and his father were out for some important conference, when suddenly Benjamin was shot in the side of the head. To everyone else around them, it seemed as though the singular shot was enough to kill him and somehow whither him beyond his years, but Charles knows what happened. He refused to say anything at his father’s funeral.

After that, Charles took over the company and all of the inheritance from both of his late parents. He grew cold and distant from everyone and everything, and threw himself into his work to try to forget and move on. This has been going on… pretty much since. He still hides all of his mirrors, afraid he’ll just see his father staring back at him. People always said they looked alike.

Magical Prowess

Charles’s specific powerset is classified under “weather magic,” which is a relatively common angel-specific magic type. His wings darken when he’s upset, thunder when he’s angry, and rain when he’s sad, but really only when he lets them. It’s like how you can hold back tears.

He can also do things like summon lightning and manipulate clouds, as well as a variety of other known magic skills. One would assume he has a rather standard magic set… odd for someone so powerful.

Angel’s halos are sharp and are often used as throwing weapons. Charles especially, given his status as a royal angel, has an exceptionally dangerous halo. It’s large, sharp enough to slice through bone, and covered in large spikes. Not something you want pointed at you.

The real kicker, though, is his family’s secret. You see, when he was little, Benjamin taught Charles a magic set far beyond what other individuals would be capable of. It’s incredibly dangerous (AND ILLEGAL) magic, only prohibited for masters of the art of magic to wield. Still, he knows it and is frighteningly good at using it however he pleases. What is it, you ask?

Soul manipulation. The removal, transportation, and manipulation of the very matter that keeps us alive. It’s the kind of magic that could kill someone with as much as a flick of the wrist. This is the only magic Charles particularly opts to use, though he keeps the fact that he has this magic under lock and key.

How has he been alive so long that no one remembers his age, you may ask? His father had been collecting the souls of others for years, and had several hundred years of extra lives saved up when he died… he would have come back, had Charles not have stolen them in his father’s singular moment of vulnerability. Now, that lifeforce belongs to Charles. Perfect, considering he fears death above all else. How can you kill someone who is practically immortal?

Relationships

Parents

As stated previously, Charles has… a complicated familial relationship.

He loves his mother dearly, and still mourns her untimely death often. He started playing music in his free time as a way to honour the things she taught him.

His father, on the other hand… he hates his father, yet he’s still stuck in the ways forced upon him. He sees his father when he looks in the mirror, and he hates it. He once looked up to his father, but all of that changed.

Staff members

The Duras family has a lot of staff—butlers and maids, seamstresses, chefs, bodyguards…

Charles cares about everyone who works for him directly, considering them the closest he has to friends and family.

Sebastian (head butler) and Aubrey (head bodyguard) are his closest friends, actually. He trusts the two of them with just about everything. They’re the only two who know his full story.

Other Works

Playlists

General Playlist

(There’s more but they’re AUs I haven’t touched on yet Teehee)

Media

[yorgunherakles]

belki, bir gün, bir gün, daha sefil bir zamanda, tekrar birbirimizi görebiliriz.

nabokov - lolita

[alparslan0]

a person constantly looked for love but every time he found love, love was lost maybe love was the name of separation, not reunion but the person did not know that

[rwpohl]

india song, marguerite duras 1975