#and because that sweet clueless boy is trying to woo her by giving her cool rocks

[thebirdandhersong]

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[jacks-jester]

Dead Poet [Intro]

[Charlie Dalton x Reader]

Requested: No

Words: 1,830

A/N This is a new series I may potentially make. This is one of my favorite movies of all time, and I absolutely adore the character of Charlie. I’m trying to do passion projects to keep me motivated so I can get back into writing. I hate this is as short as it is, but to be fair its an intro. I’d like to continue this and make it a short series with a few installments, but who knows, maybe it will happen maybe it won’t. Anyways, this is unedited so apologies for any grammar mistakes.

You could feel the cool evening breeze sink into your bones, your arms instinctively wrapping the large overcoat you wore tighter over your shoulders. You were weaving your way in between numerous trees in the woods near Welton Academy, your friend Neil leading the way. You weren’t entirely sure where you were going, only getting vague descriptions from Neil- who insisted the night was going to be the “most fun you’ve ever had”. 

You had met Neil at the local auditions for Midsummer Nights Dream, the two of you immediately hitting it off and rehearsing with together in the audition waiting room. You had been overjoyed when you found out he was cast as Puck, and you were cast as Titania. The two of you had quickly become close friends throughout rehearsals, Neil becoming your best friend in no time as the two of you bonded over your mutual passion for acting. It was a few weeks into Midsummer rehearsals when Neil had casually brought up the Dead Poets Society, you had heard about the boys before but he had never brought up this secret ‘society’ before. It wasn’t long after he had invited you to attend the meetings, insisting that you would love it and would get along great with his friends from Welton.

You were in no reason to turn him down, so you agreed. That is how you ended up where you were now- in the middle of the pitch black mangrove of trees, rushing behind Neil, with only a single flashlight to lead the way to your secret destination. You could feel the nerves rise within you, boiling upwards from your stomach into your throat as you saw the opening of a cave in the distant glow of Neil’s  flashlight. You could hear the faint chatter and laughter of boys reverberating out of the cave and into the crisp winter air, smoke rising into the sky out of what appeared to be a crevice in the caves roof. Soon enough you and Neil were both climbing down into the cave opening, greeted by the laughter and smiles from three teenage boys. They all welcomed Neil warmly, clearly seeing him as a leader of sort, though they froze up the moment you came into their line of view.

Neil let out a small laugh as he noticed the way Cameron's mouth seemed to drop open once he caught sight of you. You could feel yourself growing self conscious as all the attention now seemed focused on you, you hadn’t dressed up, seeing as Neil told you it was an easy going and relaxed meeting. You had worn a simple pair of black cigarette pants, a brown belts, black Maryjane's, a Ridgeway High School sweater, and had your hair down the way you usually did. Neil let out a small cough getting the boys attention before speaking up, “This is y/n l/n, a friend of mine from the theater, she’s playing the fairy queen." 

“Nice to meet you all, I’ve heard a lot about you from Neil. So this is the famous Dead Poets Society?”

Neil opened his arms wide as if to show off the small cave with a wide grin on his boyish features, “The one and only. Now take a seat, that’s Cameron, Meeks, Pitts, and Todd. Lets get this meeting under way gentlemen.” All the boys visibly relaxed, going about their usual routine as they all got comfortable, Meeks sitting to your right and Todd to your left. You watched as Neil pulled an old book out, opening instinctively to the title page to read whatever was written aloud, the other boys chanting it with him.

“ I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately... I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life! To put to rout all that was not life...”

They were all cut off as rustling and giggles began sounding from the entrance of the cave, everyone glancing over as three figure entered one by one. You figured it must be one of the missing members, though you were shocked to see two other girls entering the cave alongside him. You couldn’t help the breathy laugh that escaped you lips as you heard Cameron who was sitting across from you, “Oh my god.”

The girls stood awkwardly next to the boy who had entered alongside them, a black beret sitting atop his head as a large grin was plastered to his face. After some readjusting everyone began getting settled in once more, the girls sitting down delicately, though their posture was slightly uncomfortable. You figured maybe sitting in a damp cave while it was freezing outside wasn’t the way they had hoped to spend their evening.

You watched closely as Charlies voice rang throughout the small cave, “Guys, I have an announcement to make. In keeping with the spirit of passionate experimentation of the Dead Poets, I’m giving up the name Charlie Dalton. From now on, call me Nuwanda.” You had to hold back a laugh as several of the poet society members let their own chuckles escape at the name, Neil's face even morphing into one of confusion and amusement. 

“We gonna have a meeting or what?”

Your eyes flicked over to Gloria as she spoke up, “Yeah. If you guys don’t have a meeting, how do we know if we wanna join?”

“Join?” Neil's eyes flicked to you for a moment before returning to the book, flipping through the book to find a poem, only to be cut off by Charlie- or rather Nuwanda. “Shall I compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.”

“That's so sweet.”

“I made it up just for you.”

“You did?”

I let out a small chuckle of disbelief at the cluelessness of the blonde bimbo sitting near me. It was clear she had no idea who Shakespeare was, and definitely didn’t know his works- despite that recitation being from one of his most famous works. You watched amused as Gloria turned expectantly to Charlie, who was more than happy to woo her as well.

“I’ll write one for you too, Gloria. She walks in beauty like the night...” He paused for a moment, feigning though as though he truly was making it up on the spot. “She walks in beauty like the night. Of cloudless slimes and starry skies. All that’s best, dark and bright, meet in her aspect and her eyes.” Her eyes widened as she let out a breath of flattery, “That’s beautiful.” You watched as Nuwanda’s grin grew wider, looking to the boys in a knowing manner before glancing back at Gloria. His eyes flitted across the cave for a moment, his eyes meeting your for what felt like forever but you knew was most likely only a fleeting second. His honey eyes were penetrating and passionate, holding your attention effortlessly, and more a moment you understood what caused the girls to believe every word he said without doubt.

You were only snapped out of your thought when he spoke up, “How about beautiful? Would you allow me the pleasure of coming up with a poem for you, a lot of things are coming to mind.” I was caught off guard for a moment before letting a coy smile play across my lips. “That depends, are they going to be original works? Because I’ve already read Lord Byron and Shakespeare, beautiful but not your words.” You watched as the two girls eyes flicked to you, annoyance coming across their faces, Tina speaking up. “I would recognize Shakespeare if I heard it, those words were meant for me. Nuwanda’s a poet, why else would he be in a poet society?” You watched a amused grin flicked across Charlies lips as his eyes remained on your figure. You let out a sigh and shrugged, “Suppose I was mistaken, I’m sure Nuwanda spoke from his heart.” That seemed to relieve the girls annoyances, though you sent a playful wink towards Charlie afterwards which he quickly reciprocated.

You couldn’t explain quite what it was about Charlie that caused him to be so devastatingly attractive, but whatever it was, it was drawing you in more than you cared to admit. Your eyes left Charlie and instead glanced at Neil who only chuckled and sent you a knowing smile. Neil had told you in the past about Charlie, always saying that he felt out of all of his friends, you and him would get along the best. Which you weren’t going to deny- Neil was spot on. Even with the other girls there, it seemed you and Charlie got on the most, sharing laughs as the meeting went on- the two of you having instant chemistry.

The night when on as you supposed their normal meetings would, smoking a few cigarettes, snacking on the pile of food the boys brought from the mess hall, drinking some alcohol, and reciting new and old poetry. Overall it was a fun and relaxed evening- a nice break from the seriousness of school and the long rehearsals for Midsummer. The night ended however with a bit of drama- Charlie revealing that he had published a article in the Welton Academy school paper in the name of the Dead Poets in order to protest that girls should be allowed to attend. 

This didn’t go over well with the other members- most notably Cameron who seemed exceedingly paranoid about getting found out as being involved. The issue was resolved as Nuwanda stated they would take the full blame if things got too heated and administration was looking for the Society. After the meeting concluded, the girls left together, Charlie and the other boys putting out the fire and cleaning up the mess within the cave. 

You watched in confusion as Neil stood up atop one of the rocks in the cave, his head nearly touching the highest part of the ceiling. “I want to nominate a new member of the Dead Poets Society, y/n l/n.” All the boys eyes flicked from Neil, to you, then back to Neil. “All members in agreement say aye, anyone in disagreement raise your hand.” Unanimously all the boys said aye, Charlies eyes catching yours, Neil flashing you a grin as you stood in shock. Neil cleared his throat to regain your attention, “Well y/n, everyone's in agreement except you. Wanna be a Dead Poet?”

Your eyes scanned the boys faces, all of which were grinning brightly at you, your eyes landing on Charlies. He nodded softly at you, a smirk on his lips as he urged you to accept the offer. You could feel a small smile appear on your lips as your eyes returned to Neil who was grinning hopefully at you.

“I accept.”

Charlies voice piped up, “Welcome to the DPS.”

You let out a small laugh at this and reconnected you e/c eyes with his deep brown ones, “Thanks Nuwanda.”

[spideychelleforever]

Spideychelle Headcanon: In Which MJ Tries to Help Sally Test the Waters

So progress on trying to woo Peter seems to be stalling a bit lately as he's been busier thanks to Spider-Man

But MJ doesn't mind too much. She's been pining for a long time, she can pine a little longer

And if he ends up saying he only sees her as a friend well she'll have to cry listening to slow jams at night but she'll deal with it. After all right now it's a real possibility he doesn't like her back

MJ did have to go through Peter's crush on Liz and that sickening thrill she felt when she overheard that Liz liked him back bc as much as she wants Peter to be happy... she wants to be the one making him happy you know?

Anyway

MJ knows perfectly well that Peter is a sweet, attractive boy with several girls crushing on him

And recently she thinks she's spotted another admirer

Sally seems to be looking over at them whenever they're together more often and trying to sit next to them and talk

And Sally is sweet and smart and beautiful and all. She'd be good for Peter, MJ muses

The way she looks over at them at lunch, for example, but looks away when MJ returns her gaze, only to see some hint of hurt and envy, makes MJ think

Sally must be jealous of MJ always being around Peter. Maybe she's assuming they're already together or on their way? Hmm. She's far from it unfortunately, so she can't get in the way if another girl likes Peter

So she sighs, and texts Sally, "wanna come sit w/ us?"

And a few minutes later, Sally is joining them and looking at MJ in awe

It's adorable honestly, Sally's really crushing hard, MJ thinks. She gives her a little smile as a sort of "you're welcome" and scoots over so Sally can sit in front of Peter. Sally's cheeks are red as she takes a seat

Sally is perfectly pleasant, MJ thinks. She seems to think MJ is being left out, though, given how she keeps asking her questions and trying to get her involved in the table talk. It's sweet even tho MJ is actually choosing to read her book to give her time w/ Peter

As time goes on Sally becomes a closer friend and she invites her to a little girl's night just the two of them

And Sally is kind so MJ accepts, preparing herself in the inevitable event Sally asks about her chances w/ Peter

Saturday night comes and MJ is there at Sally's, greeting her parents who seem excited she's there

She meets up w/ Sally in her room and they're just talking the night away, about everything

Sally wants to be a kindergarten teacher and MJ gives her stamp of approval bc nobody has a bigger heart besides maybe her beloved Peter and Sally looks like she wants to cry and ugh it makes MJ feel happy curse feelings

After that night Sally seems more comfortable in public. She seems more openly joking and friendly.

and MJ is glad to have helped her at least a little bit

She's talked to Peter about Sally and they both agree she's sweet, though MJ detects no sign of anything more than friendship from Peter towards Sally. So while she's happy that she's still got a chance, she's sad bc it looks like Sally doesn't

One day at her locker however changes that

Sally walks up and greets her, MJ smiles and greets her back. Then there's something Sally says she's been wanting to ask MJ

"Listen MJ... I'm just gonna say it. I think you're pretty great. Would you.. like to go out some time?"

And

Well

MJ

Is

Shocked

This well this all makes sense now

How did she miss it

Like how did this sneak up on her

It wasn't Peter that Sally was watching from afar at their table after all

MJ tries her best to not look bug-eyed with shock

Sally seems to realize something is wrong because worry hits her face and she begins stuttering "oh I mean we don't have to, it's cool if you don't want to I just-I don't wanna put you on a spot of anything umm"

"No, no, don't worry," MJ says, as gentle AF bc she wasn't prepared for this

"Sally I'm really flattered and I think you're a great, beautiful friend. But I'm sorry, I don't see us as anything more than friends." It's to the point but also kind and MJ prays she didn't just rip this girl to pieces

Sally looks hurt and disappointed but MJ knows she can't really do anything about it

"Okay," Sally bites her lip, looking down, "okay, thank you for telling me, MJ, I'm sorry if I weirded you out or anything"

"You didn't," MJ says softly bc even though it's no ones fault she still feels sad to see Sally disappointed

"I'd still like to be friends, though," MJ tells her and Sally nods with a pretty bittersweet smile before leaving with a "thank you".

MJ waits until lunch to tell Peter and Ned and both being clueless losers are shocked (MJ also explains how she thought Sally liked Peter)

"Well I can kinda see it in hindsight," Peter says

"That Sally likes me?"

"Yeah," Peter says, "I mean why wouldn't she? You're smart as heck, woke as fuck, kind, real, beautiful, and amazing"

MJ feels her cheeks burning like the surface of the sun as she looks him in the eyes as he talks

Ned is looking between the two of them in a panic - did he really just say that to her face?!?

"Thanks," MJ says, in shock as her mind runs a million miles per hour

Peter seems to realize what he said too bc now he's turning red. "No problem"

Lunch ends and the three of them are heading back to class. "For the record Parker," MJ says into his ear, "Sally would've been really lucky to have you too"

Peter looks at her in awe and then grins, and ugh that grin is so brilliant that she can't stop herself from giving him a soft smile back

After some time has passed the two lovebirds eventually get together

And Sally is super happy for them both, no ill will at all