It’s always “what is your favorite color?” and never “what are your thoughts on the intensely queer coded relationship of Neil Perry and Todd Anderson in the 1989 film ‘Dead Poets Society’”
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DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989)
» what for the love that got me so high?
remember the days they made us feel so alive?
but now, the dream is over, the day is gone «
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so many anderperry headcanons include a bit like "charlie got registered as an officiant" "they borrowed charlies fancy camera" "charlie lent them his whatever" like this fucker really is just their shortcut to life
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ATTENTION DPS FANS: i’m rewriting the Dead Poets Society book right now! I just finished the first scene in the chapel with the four pillars and where Neil and Todd talk to Nolan with their parents. I’m taking script from the actual movie and book but improvising it. This will transcend the book, END HAPPILY (no neil death, no fired keating, no expelled charlie), and go on through their sophomore, junior, and senior years because I want this to be very long! It will be Neil/Todd-centric with ships of temporary Knox/Chris, endgame Knox/Charlie, Ginny/Chris, and Meeks/Pitts. It is on ao3 under @/mqddiegh.
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todd is a shy kisser. and neil loves it.
the small intake of breath followed by the tentative meeting of their lips. neil can hardly stop himself from smiling into it. and the way todd melts into it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
and don't even get him started on the look todd gives him. delicate doe eyes, poetry personified in a gaze alone. how he wished he could write about everything he saw in his eyes. so bright and clear, like the ocean. he'd swim in them if he could.. no, no. that sounds cheesy. scratch that. todd's better at describing beauty than he is.
he'll settle for observing such perfection. running his thumb along a plush lip, drawing out a shaking breath before going back in for another kiss. one not quite as shy. comforting. sweet. soft. and he won't be able to hold back his smile this time, pulling away with a small chuckle to regain his composure.
"neil," todd whines. "we only have a minute or two until we have to go.. c'mon.."
"i know, i know. i'm sorry." neil laughs again, not able to wipe the smile off of his face.
todd returns the smile, resting his head against neil's shoulder. ".. you know, for an actor, you're not good at keeping your emotions in check."
"oh, and you do?" neil drags his fingers through a few blond strands of hair. "what do you know about acting?"
"i'd say i'm pretty damn good. i keep myself composed whenever i'm around you."
"you can't say stuff like that and expect me not to kiss you again."
todd lifts his head up. "well? what're you waiting for?"
neil fixes his face and kisses him again. a little rougher. lips part and breath is stolen. when they pull away to breathe, both panting, he flashes that grin of his again. "now who's the bad actor?"
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no but my mother just told me how she used to keep a picture of young DiCaprio under her pillow or smthn and showing me pictures of actors when they were young and I came across THIS:
who was gonna tell me about this photo????
Why is this photo begging me to write anderperry headcannons????
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