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mutual!! hi :D

Hi!! Lovely to meet you :)) (i feel like meeting might not be the right word but oh well)

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so!! in honor of Valentine’s Day, i’ve decided to stray out of the norm and present to you a bunch of headcanon lists today, first of which is…

drum roll please….

aro ace cameron

[i actually headcanon him as gray-homo-aromantic (pretty much grey-aro but make it mlm) and straight up asexual, because he gives me those vibes and like?? the first thing i thought when i saw him was ‘there is no way he’s allo’??? askljsls please bear with me here, i promise it’s not this boring-]

-cameron didn’t necessarily hate Valentine’s Day, he just…was so so uncomfortable. everyone asking him with giddy and sick looks, and he’s just so done with everything

-(although he didn’t hate the candy hearts either, they were delicious)

-he also had this insane time in 7th grade where this girl was obsessed with him. and i mean obsessed.

-like, follow him around for a week, scream ‘i love you!!’ everywhere obsessed

-nevertheless, richard cameron is now done with Valentines Day

-fast forward to Welton, it’s the exact. fucking. cycle all over again.

-one day he just. thought about it.

-and experimented with labels a lot.

-eventually he settled with aro-ace as a general term

-and sooner or later he was comfortable with it

-it was like a little blanket over his head, warm and soft, and didn’t need anything, actually

-he can be whoever the fuck he wanted to be

-and to him, that’s enough <3

tags!! lmk if you wanna be added to the unofficial list or removed, i just thought that these would be people who may or may not be interested?? :D: @countingthestarsaboveourheads @titlishu @aedan-mills @facecoveringblankets @quartz-forest @perpetualhearts

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HI HI HELLO.

Apologies for disappearing for practically a month. I had a bit of a ✨depressive episode✨ as well as just being generally quite busy but i’m doing a lot better now.

Also sorry for all the unanswered messages and tags i will try to answer them in the next few days!

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…are we all just planning to write angst?

if dps tumblr writes an angst fic on valentines im literally sueing everyone

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How arrogant, to center the conversation around you. We have always existed in the nevertheless, we have always lived in the space between her body and mine. None of this is about you.

-my poem

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ok so i know that it’s like borderline ridiculously unfounded to assume that peter weir/tom schulman meant to make dps queer coded but sometimes it just astonishes me how queer coded it actually is.

Like i was re-watching it today and i just kept thinking about why they chose to make Midsummer’s the play Neil stars in?? There were so many other Shakespeare plays that they could’ve chosen were Neil doesn’t play a literal fairy and yet they still chose that one which has that specific connotation attached to it.

And i get that maybe they were going for Neil not being a super stereotypical masculine man and that upsetting his father, but mixed with all the other stuff Neil does and feels and some of what it meant to be ‘a man’ in the 50’s (*cough* being aggressively straight *cough*) i find it almost hard to believe that no one thought about that while they were making the movie.

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IT CAN’T COME QUICK ENOUGH

Angsty Chameron WIP Snippet

12/13/64

Charlie’s getting worse. He’s drinking again, and I don’t know what to do. My parent’s are going to be here in three days and I’m terrified he’s going to make a fool of himself.

I know this time of year is hard for him, it’s hard for all of us, but it’s like he goes out of his way to punish me. Every year, I’m stuck in a constant cycle of guilt and shame, and it’s like he gets off on it. When we reconciled, I thought it was because he’d forgiven me, but apparently not. Sometimes I wonder if he even loves me anymore.

I feel so alone in this and I don’t know what to do.

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PLEASE HELP ME

So, I tried doing this before with the offer of writing commissions but it didn't really take off, so now I'm just straight up asking for financial help.

I cannot pay my rent this month.

Currently, I am the only one of us working as my partner is off due to mental health issues. I can only work part-time due to chronic pain, and my wages aren't enough to cover rent. Normally, we get enough help from the government to cover it but they have given us about £500 less than normal, and I think it's because HMRC messed up my tax code. Whilst I have sorted that now, it doesn't help us this month.

So, as of right now, we have 0/£695 to find before the 28th.

If anyone at all can help with any amount my gratitude would be insurmountable. I'm happy to offer writing commissions, oracle card readings, or sending the money back next month as exchanges, or I'm happy to pay it forward to someone else in the future when I'm able.

I hate writing these. They make me feel pathetic, frankly, but I don't have any other options. The government won't help us now, and we don't speak to our families. We're all on our own.

If anyone can help, my PayPal is srj19901@hotmail.com

Thank you in advance to anyon who can help me ♥

I'll keep this updated if there's any progress.

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“Like Real People Do” by Hozier except it’s Neil and Todd

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WRITE IT PLEEEASE

So here's one of my Anderperry Ideas that I wanna write one of these days:

I'll title it,

"Rewrite the Stars"

The world has been in too much misery this past few years, and the people above are just not satisfied at the rates of happiness the humans experience before their inevitable demise.

So they tasked angels to go down the earth, disguise themselves as human beings and make their tasked human as happy as possible until their ordered death.

They can't change their human fates, nor do they have a connection to their client's death, but they only follow one rule.

Make them happy.

Normally it'll be low ranking angels being delegated to this task due to its main necessity is the capacity to make others happy.

So why is Todd Anderson (or that was his supposed name before he became an angel) a seraph is relegated to a human, lord knows why but he has no reason to interfere, he just has to make this one human happy until his death right?

That's what he thought until he met his human.

Neil Perry.

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an excerpt of scenarios I already wrote while thinking of this:

--------- "So Neil Perry's death, when will it be?"

"15th of December."

"That's, not too far."

"That's why we gave you this human, he seems special."

"Why so?"

"You'll find out."

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"Hey, Todd!"

"Oh hey, Neil! Excited for the play?" Todd smiles along with Neil, surprisingly he got quickly acquainted with Neil, and his human friends as well. It will be no lie that he had no such thing as friends above, but these humans made him feel like he's not an angel.

Like he's hum-

No, such foolish thoughts would be punished when he returns so he stopped his train of thoughts. He shouldn't get attached to them, he'll leave when Neil dies.

"Yeah! I'm so glad that you will be watching me along with the others." He can't lie but the enthusiasm displayed by Neil is infectious and he couldn't help but feel giddy about it too.

He's glad that Neil Perry would be happy, before the 15th of December.

"Oh yeah, when will it be again?" Todd asked.

"Oh, the night of the 15th December!"

And it was like cold water splashed onto his whole body.

His day of death is the day of his play?

His heart already screams at the unfairness of this, and yet he knows he can't do anything about it.

He can't change Neil Perry's fate ... right?

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"But please sir, reschedule his death for maybe a week or so, even a day just not at the 15th!"

"Son, I know this might seem unfair but this is Neil Perry's fate, we can't change it unless you want to turn into a fallen angel."

"But, he deserves to be happy at that night!"

"Indeed he does. But what can we do? Even we are just in the mercy of the one above."

Todd cried, and yet his heart was already resolute on what he's gonna do.

He'll make sure that the star of that night will continue to twinkle more.

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chris and todd friendship where chris complains about there not being pockets in her dress and todd gets neil’s help and the two sew pockets into some dresses and give it to her

and then she shows them off to ginny who demands pockets too from neil 

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half of anderperry’s interactions are just gay stares and i live for it omg

todd immediately looking over at neil while they’re all laughing about “sonorous” is so personal to me 

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look at this beautiful traumatized child

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Don’t know how much this will resonate with anyone but i like to imagine Neil would just repeat “carpe diem” in his head before the first time he kisses todd and it would be akin to alberto repeating “silenzio bruno” before the first time he kisses luca.

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neil after telling his dad off (canon)

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Todd associates poetry with Neil; both writing and reading it. When he starts writing poetry, and he’s particularly proud of one, he can’t wait for Neil to read it. He would look at his expression as his eyes moved through the lines, at the glint of his eyes when he finished and looked up at him again, a smile tugging at his lips. At times he would write something just to see his reaction, just to see him smile at him like that. Like he was proud.

“You’re going places with this, Todd. I know it.” He would say, like there wasn’t a doubt in his mind. When Todd brushed it off, he would repeat it with even more confidence, giving him no room to argue. He wanted to believe him. Sometimes he started to.

After Neil’s death, the mere thought of writing poetry brought him to tears. The mere thought of sitting down in front of a blank page felt exhausting, impossible. Why write if he wasn’t there to read it? Why write if he wasn’t there to feel it, to be moved by it?

It took him years to write again. When he finally sat down to do it, it felt as if it was ripped out from within him. His hand was shaking, but he couldn’t stop it from moving. Through held back tears he could see the words emerging, engraving the page.

He read it out loud to himself, his voice quivering. He thought he would have been proud

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Baby Pt.2 Snippet!

Richard Cameron was not accustomed to feeling positive emotions. He was accustomed to feeling stressed, and frustrated, and frightened. However, since the day in the infirmary, he’d been feeling constantly giddy, excited even. His beaming smile never faltered and even Dalton, who was going above and beyond to irritate Cameron, couldn’t shift his mood. This was all so foreign to him, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him enjoying it.

Things with Stick had become awkward, and Cameron couldn’t understand why. They’d been friends for a long time and had always been able to converse with ease, but now their meetings felt heavy with expectation. He’d considered asking Knox for advice but the two of them could barely hold a normal conversation without it becoming uncomfortable and forced. Pitts would be next to useless; the poor boy had no experience dating anyone; and Meeks was a no-go as he, like Dalton, was ignoring Cameron after the library incident. That’s how Cameron found himself in Todd and Neil’s room the morning of his date with Nathan, desperate for some kind of answer.

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