Proof that Todd Anderson is a vampire frfr
- He looks pained whenever he’s outside at day (the dock scene doesn’t count because there were clouds)
- He seems much more comfortable when it’s night, especially at the meetings in the cave (extra dark)
- He‘s in love with Neil (vampires are hella gay)
- somewhat pale
- he‘s walt whitman (so really old) and chases men (Neil)
- he doesn’t really care about catching a cold (he doesn’t wear a jacket in the desk set scene)
- he looks like a sick victorian child
- he’s also just like me frfr (so a vampire)
In this essay i will-
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september prompts: anderperry, 6.
(sorry i just love how you write anderperry😔)
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prompt list !!
anderperry - bonfire !!
"And if I said I was freezing, would that sway any of you?" Pitts questions over the neck of his third sweater, and this is met with a chorus of groans and chides from the other poets who are huddled in the cave, the loudest being Charlie, who is currently trying to fuel the bonfire with some sticks, which are slightly damp.
Knox passes around the bag of marshmallows, "Charlie will fix the fire up... I hope."
"You know I will!" Charlie shouts from where he is beautifully perched over the fire, ass up and facing the world.
Todd shudders, "I wish he'd hurry up."
Neil giggles beside him, and then pulls him in towards his chest, mockingly shivering and chattering his teeth.
Cameron sits smugly on top of his blanket - which he'd refused to share, saying that they should've thought about that before hurrying out to the cave on a chilled autumn night. "This is why I said to--"
"Bring a blanket, wah wah wah, yeah, we get it, Cameron." Charlie whines, flicking a stick at Cameron's leg.
"You any warmer?" Neil whispers against his ear, voice low and gentle, just between the two of them.
Todd feels his face heat up. "A bit."
He kisses him on the cheek. Okay, definitely warmer.
Meeks stands up with great purpose and fishes out a piece of paper from his pocket. "I have a romantic poem here, everyone, listen up!"
"Pretty sure Valentines isn't for a while, Meeks."
"Can it, Perry, can't you see I'm about to give a show? Ahem... I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair..."
As Meeks goes on, Todd shrinks further into Neil, wrapping his arms around his waist and realising that the words of the poem reflect how Todd feels when he's not around Neil. He craves him, almost like it's an addiction - he isn't sated by anything else but the love that Neil gives him, the life that Neil breathes into him. It's Neil and Neil alone, everything is drowned out by his radiance.
As if he's reading his mind, Neil whispers to him again. "That's how I feel about you."
Todd huffs a laugh. "You poet."
"Hey, I didn't write it!"
Meeks bows to the applause he gets from the poets, and Charlie lets out his own whoop when the fire roars to life, everyone else following.
Todd groans. "Ugh, finally."
"How very dare you, Anderson!" Charlie gasps above the laughter of the others.
"At least it's finally warming up in here." Pitts affirms.
"You warm now?" Neil asks.
"Yeah."
Neil then does the unthinkable, and begins to let Todd go.
"No-- No, no, I--"
Neil blinks, and then grins down at him. "What? You like being in my arms?"
Todd's mouth snaps shut, and then his face flames. "Shut up."
"You like me holding you, hmmmm?"
Todd tries to squirm out of Neil's hold, "Get off me!"
"You loooove me?"
"Shut up!"
"Knox, Neil and Todd are being gay! Stop them!"
"Charlie..."
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You guys I did it! Chapter 1 of the TimeLoop fic is up on AO3 right now!
I Am To See To It (that I do not lose you)
I didn't expect everyone to be so excited about this but it worked because it has absolutely consumed my life
Anyway enjoy
Tag list of people who showed interest but absolutely no pressure: @neilperryismine @your-stranger-halfblood-things @women-swoon @rosyiful @jamroses @todd-andersons-sweater @stairsthe33rd @writtenin-blood @silverliningspidey @iwasgoodiwasreallygood @poetsinnyc @clowningcrows @pingunaa
also tags are being weird so if you want to be tagged just lmk when i update and i will get you on next time!!
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dead Poets Society (1989)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Todd Anderson/Neil Perry
Characters: Todd Anderson, Neil Perry (Dead Poets Society)
Additional Tags: Fluff, Neil Perry (Dead Poets Society) Lives, First Kiss, Getting Together, their love language is physical touch, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, somewhat meta discussions of queer readings of the film
Summary:
Todd holds Neil's hands tighter. Sparks of warmth dance between their joined hands, prodding the hearth of Todd's heart and prompting him to be bolder with his words. “See? These are not the hands of a doctor. These are the hands of an actor. They're not meant to be dirtied with blood and guts and all that stuff. They’re meant to rise with soliloquy and fall with tragedy and to” —Todd thinks for a moment— “to hold skulls, or whatever it is that Hamlet does.”
Neil snorts, his lips forming a beautiful smile. “You really know your Shakespeare well."
(Or: Three times Neil and Todd express love through physical touch.)
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