#anderperry babies i do this all for you

[rubylaurus]

me when my fic is the longest neil/todd fic on AO3. literally. what the gleep

[left-handed-spaghetti]

hi hi it's me again! I see that you are taking a break but I just wanted to ask this now before I forget

if you are still taking suggestions, may i ask for vamp!neil anderperry?? (like neil wanting to bite todd's neck bc he's a vamp but he doesn't want to hurt his bf but todd lets him in the end bc he sees how strung up neil is about it?? idk i'm just spit balling here) i recently watched my best friend is a vampire (came out a year before dps so he's also baby in this movie too and i highly recommend it if you haven't seen it) and i cannot stop thinking about vamp!neil

I hope all goes well for you on your break so please take your time, i'd hate for you to feel like i'm rushing you (absolutely the last thing i wanna do)

thanks again and much love to you and your art!! ❤️

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◻️dead poets society:

so in awe there i stood (anderperry, side chrisginny and mittsie)

oh, your love is sunlight (chrisginny)

she gives me toothaches just from kissin' me (chrisginny)

chrisginny week 2023 fics:

i've got some colour back, she thinks so, too

fell in love with the fire long ago

we'd sit back and watch the world go by

we lay here for years or for hours

something so precious about this

no grave can hold my body down

i'll crawl home to her

chrisginny week 2024 fics:

the one with violets in her lap

◻️good omens:

i'd like for you and i to go romancing (aziracrow, s2 fix it)

we should just kiss like real people do (aziracrow, minor vinylatte, s2 ep5 rewrite)

◻️merlin:

i'd be home with you (morgwen)

you're the king and i'm your lionheart (merthur, post-canon modern day)

the future's so bright, it's burnin' (morgana&merlin, s2 ep3 rewrite, magic reveal)

◻️doctor who:

there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you (thasmin)

◻️supergirl:

hope that you're good to me, baby (supercorp)

◻️dead boy detectives:

it feels real to me now, it felt real to me then (payneland)

just a mirror away (edwiniko being platonic soulmates)

the case of the dead boy daughter (gen, referenced payneland)

the great petname debacle of '24 (payneland)

'cause it was always you, alright (payneland)

where did i go wrong? i lost a friend (edwin & crystal post-niko's death)

73 years (payneland, future fic)

hold me like water or christ, hold me like a knife (payneland)

payneland week 2024 fics:

i could break beneath the weight of the goodness, love, i still carry for you (prompt: language of love/sickfic)

eurydice, darling, just give him your hand (prompt: myths/legends)

nothing in the world belongs to me but my love mine all mine (prompt: love confession/first kiss)

you know the galaxies of my heart (prompt: domestic au)

fear is the heart of love (prompt: canon divergence)

through your eyes i see a smile you bring to me (prompt: free day)

i could find you darlin', in any life (prompt: soulmate au)

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found the place to rest my head (never let me go) (prompt: sickfic)

i'd be home with you (prompt: fondness)

the way i love the ocean (prompt: AU)

minds are unlocked, this feeling is amazing (prompt: physical intimacy)

deadboyween 2024 fics:

even upside down, it's beautiful somehow (prompt: comfort)

and it feels good to be known so well (prompt: orbs)

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ineffable slice of life - ongoing oneshot series:

the one with the cold christmas (aziracrow)

the one with the halloween party (brief aziracrow, vinylatte and anathema/newt)

◻️merlin:

everything you've done... i know now. (merthur, arthur in avalon, arthur returns)

◻️dead boy detectives:

operation sapphic detectives (palasaki, sequel to cause it was always you, alright)

heard the voices and caught my breath, so close and yet so far from death (niko & edwin, found family, post-canon)

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happy holidays silly gay pple in my laptop, i thought yall deserved a lil christmas gift from jareth over here, so heres the best thing ive ever written-that-also-happens-to-be-anderperry-fanfiction

cobalt domes on stark white bulidings

Neil was in Santorini for a break. He just got himself an Oscar for his role as ‘King Oberon’ in the film adaptation of ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’. He was honestly pumped for the role, Oberon was in one of the first acting gigs he ever got for christ sakes! He wished he got to play Puck again; but he was deemed too old for the part even though he was only 25. (They casted a 15 year old as Puck, the kid was nice.) The role had most definitely stressed him to the brink of quitting. He loved acting, more than anything on this planet; But, he much preferred theater. Neil loved the, well, theater of it. Cinema just didn’t cut the high he felt on stage. Lights flashing in a way that made him feel on top of the world. He would much rather play The Faerie King Oberon on stage.

Santorini was a paradise for him. He first went when he was 18, it was for some movie he forgot the name of; he would never forget this island though. Cobalt domes on stark white buildings, red and black sand beaches lining the shores, magenta and blue sunsets dancing on the horizon, cerulean ocean entrapping the island in its comforting grasp, hugging the island in a watery blue embrace. Neil Perry was sure he’d never forget this place.

He rented a cave house, it was a lovely place to spend the summer. All white rooms with blue accents to match the cobalt domes. Neil was watching television by himself, when he had an idea. Neil cast his blue-ish mint colored button up to the side, and walked to his room, wondering if he should just buy a house like this, he had the cash, just needing to commit. The brunet would sell his soul to get away from everything and move to a place like this. He stripped off his taupe pants and put on his sea foam colored swim trunks. Walking across the hardwood floor to the deck pool, brushing a coffee colored bang out of his face and trying to fix his middle-parted hair back to how he liked it. His father always said he could never grow out his hair longer than his ears, he mainly just grew it out to defy him but ended up loving the style, thinking he looked quite ravishing with it.

Neil stepped into the infinity pool right on the deck of the cave house, swimming towards the edge of the pool. The Oscar winner watched the sunset, oranges waltzing with magentas and blues slow-danced in to replace them in order to cloud the sky in a black star filled blanket.  Altocumulus clouds covering the summer sky in a haze. Neil simply rested his chin on the edge of the pool, arms resting under so his chin wasn’t lying on a hard surface. He really did love the island, Donkeys walking up and down the street, hooves clopping almost silent in the distance. That’s all he could think about, the only thing in his mind; Until he looked down. He saw a dirty blond boy writing poolside in baby blue swim trunks and an unbuttoned short sleeved sapphire button up. Neil couldn’t keep his eyes off of him.

‘Ok Perry, you’re not going to catcall this boy.’ Is what Neil told himself, if Charlie was here, he’d probably say something like: “Hey! This idiot wants to suck your cock!” at him, Charlie was anti-catcalling, but if it embarrassed Neil, he would surely do it. The blond boy must have felt Neil’s eyes on him, looking up from his writing and glaring at him with an equal mix of curiosity and worry. Ok Neil, now’s your chance.

 “Hi? Why are you looking at m-me.” The other stuttered out in a sugar-sweet voice, looking up at Neil from his pool chair, a wash on his face like he was internally mapping out all the ways to book it. Neil perked up, sitting up so he looked more assertive, or something. “Just admiring the view. I knew this island was beautiful but I didn’t know it attracted people as gorgeous as itself.” The boy’s face flushed, then hid his embarrassment by looking at the deck. 

“What brings you to Santorini?” Neil asked, putting his chin back on the ledge of the infinity pool, tilting his head in a curious way, feeling relaxed and comfortable by the other’s presence.

“Break from normal city life. New York City is like an exciting free trial of hell.” The boy admitted, looking up at Neil. 

“Tell me about it. I’m here on the same reasoning.” Neil mentioned. he lived in Hollywood for about three months, but went crawling back to New York when he discovered how rubbish the Califorian city was for him. 

“What are you writing?” Neil questioned, curious about this boy who held his fascination in his tender grasp, holding his heart tight, but gentle enough to not shatter it in his grip. 

“Uh, poetry. I’m writing my next book.” The boy said, becoming more comfortable with Neil, adjusting in his chair to show his full attention was on the brunet.

“Me and my friends in school started a poetry cult in the woods of our boarding school.” Neil lightly laughed to himself. Todd was caught off guard and burst out laughing in a series of squawks. The dirty blond covered it up after he realized he just squawked in front of a stranger, he really only displayed his real laugh around his brother.

“Oh my god! How rude of me! I haven’t asked your name.” Neil realized. He needed a name to go to this face that had him entranced. Flurry of light freckles, blue eyes matching the color of the domes, perfectly toned. Not scrawny, but not jacked. This dirty blond boy looked like he was meant to be the patron god of this island. 

 “Todd Anderson.” Todd told him once he could stop laughing. Wait. Neil knew that name. How could he be so stupid! Todd was his favorite author. He knew the poet was spending the summer in Santorini, Neil got the news before even winning his Oscar! 

“I love your work. I’m Neil Perry.” Neil stated, expression softing. He always wanted to meet Todd. Ask him about his creative drive and maybe even ask him out if he wasn’t the straight man the press had deemed him to be. Siting his poetry full of internal conflict as a boy wrapped up in a girl. 

“Neil Perry? I love yours too. You really deserved that Oscar.” Ok, that made Neil blush Looking off to the plant on the deck to cover his vermillion flush. He knew he did a good job, but also thought the boy who played Puck deserved it much more than him. He saw himself in the boy, young and inexperienced, he just hoped the boy’s parents accepted their son and his career. “‘Green Carnations and Peacock Feathers’ is one of my favorite books.” The actor made him know. “Actually, do you wanna join me here?” Neil vaguely gestured to the pool he was in. 

“I would love to.” Todd got up from the chair, the only thing really separating them was the wall of the infinity pool and stairs that Todd was now walking up. The dirty blond fumbled with the gate, asking Neil the code to enter. When he finally opened it, he took off the button up he was using as a cover-up and threw it on the ground. Neil's thoughts immediately thought of Todd discarding his shirt to the ground and taking him to bed to slot hips against hips from dusk to dawn.

Todd slipped into the turquoise pool with Neil. Todd sat next to in the pool, water lapping against both him and Neil’s bare chests. “Hi.” Todd stared at him. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Todd’s voice quivered a little. His hair almost glowing sliver in the moonlight, blue eyes looking like silvery water droplets. Neil pulled Todd in by the waist. 

“If I make you uncomfortable, just stop me.” Neil looked in his eyes, iris colors clashing like the aquamarine waters against the black sand beach not too far away.

“I don’t want you to stop.” Todd practically demanded, shocked by how forward he sounded. 

“Oh how direct Mr Anderson.” Neil teased, easing Todd in closer. The actor felt his hand drift up to the poet's face as natural as the water lapping against the two. Fingers resting on Todd’s jawline, slipping his thumb in between pink lips and feeling slightly crooked teeth under the pad of his digit, then pressing down his pink tongue. “You know, I think you’re brilliant.” Neil whispered, forehead almost resting on Todd’s, releasing his finger from the other’s mouth, now cupping his face. Something about Todd just made Neil want to get his hands on him, hold him in his arms as they breathed the same sea salt tinted air.

“You do? You barely know me.” Todd stated, Neil pulled his hand from his face and held  Todd’s neck. He never thought he would ever get to meet Neil, he even wrote a very small draft for a play he was writing, the main part written for him. He felt like he was a schoolboy again, with a crush on a rather famous actor that he happened to be in the arms of at this moment, water lapping against their bare chests.

“I know you’re a talented young man I am whipped for.” Todd drifted towards Neil, lips pressing on lips, chests pressing on chests. Neil’s tongue slipping into Todd’s mouth, moving himself to straddle the other. The blond's back pressed against the sky-facing wall of the infinity pool. “You couldn’t have forgotten your wallet in your pocket, would you?” Neil asked on Todd’s lips, 

“Why would I have my wallet?” the other mumbled back, too immobilized by the sweet but heavy pleasure and endorphins coursing through his body. Todd responded by leaning into Neil, trying to get as close as possible. The brunet pulled away, teeth catching Todd’s lower lip but letting it go. Neil just gazed into his eyes, getting lost.

“Neil? Are you ok?” Todd asked, barely audible, not wanting to ruin the moment. 

“Definitely, I just wanted to sight-see. Santorini is beautiful this time of year.” Neil leaned back down before the poet could respond, only this time to Todd’s neck. The actor began to suck at Todd’s neck, a slight salty taste from the saltwater pool; but Neil didn’t care, or really register it. Todd’s breath hitched as Neil migrated to his collarbones, leaving purple and red bruises on his skin. 

“Neil…” Todd’s breathy voice trailed, frozen from the bliss. The actor's hips devilled into Todd’s, making him produce an almost ‘squeak’ sound, making Neil smile on his neck. Heat traveling from all the places Neil touched him gathering in his belt area.Neil pulled away. “I think-” “No, No. Come back.” Todd ushered him back, pecking on his lips. “Let me finish.” The author paused, gently placing his index finger on Todd’s lips in a shushing manner. 

“I think we should get clean, then maybe we could go to bed,” Neil said, winking at the ‘bed’ part, looking down at Todd. Flushed, lips almost bruised by the kissing. 

“Great idea” Todd agreed, a hot shower with Neil did sound pretty sweet. They got out of the pool, using Neil’s towel since Todd’s was by his previous chair. After they were at least more dry, they went to the bathroom. Neil turned on the shower, not even waiting for warm water, ushering himself and Todd in. After, getting into bed and making love all night long. 

Todd woke up on his side, feeling arms around his waist and zero clothes on his body. “Yes.” Todd whispered to himself, feeling like he won. He thought he was dreaming honestly, brain piecing together random things from his memory and somehow making up some wet dream where he and Neil Perry, Oscar-winning heartthrob actor makeout in a pool and have coitus in the brunet’s house. Todd heard a sharp inhale next to him, and then Neil shuffled up to look at him. 

“Todd? What was that?” Neil asked, looking down at him with a mix of bedhead and sex hair darting around his eyes.

“I thought I was dreaming about last night. I’m glad I wasn’t.” Neil turned him to lay on his back and flopped on top of him. “Me too.” The brunet smiled down at him, placing lips on lips once more. ‘Good Morning’ love making wasn’t something Todd expected to happen with him, honestly? Ever. Especially with Neil Perry. He was surprised he even had a male lover in our lord 1967!

“Neil, I’m not a one night stand. I want something.” Todd said in full seriousness after his ‘Good Morning’. Neil was already facing him, they didn’t know what to do with their hands so they decided just to hold the other’s. Neil’s face blushed vermillion with pupils dilated as wide as saucers. 

“You’re assuming I didn’t want to commit, dumbnut.” Neil took his hands from his lover’s and placed his arms around Todd’s waist once more as to where they were earlier.

Neil and Todd were lovers and that is a fact. Coming home from their little vacations at the same time, Neil won (another) Tony for his role as ‘Robert Gastrell’ in the play Todd had written for him, kissing his then fiance when the camera panned to his face to capture his victorious reaction when his name was said. They bought one of the cave houses of the island and used it as their summer home. They would spend the rest of their lives together, on this island or New York City. Wherever it was, it was home.

[inahallucination]

since everyone seems to be falling into the blackhole of anderperry teacher au’s with me (as they should) i humbly offer more 

this is actually something i thought of while talking to @aedan-mills on my first teachers au

but anderperry teaching au “rivals” to lovers except they weren’t rivals theyre married

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everyone knows that mr. anderson, the english teacher and mr. perry, the drama teacher cant stand each other,,, it’s speculated it’s because of the overlap in their syllabus but none the less the two are rivals or something

like, for example, one time during a school assembly mr. perry had been decked up in a nice fitting suit and leading the ceremony, but mr. anderson had taken one look at him and left. He had come back but he had stuck to the back (”warn me, babe, the next time ur going to show up looking so fucking hot”)

it was a weirdly antagonistic behavior from the usually sweet teacher

and once, mr perry had seen mr anderson in a sweater and had snorted and said “nice sweater” in a mocking tone. (”todd please i’m running out of clothes” “didn’t u vow that what was yours was mine at our wedding? was it a lie?” “todd baby, please, i can’t go to school naked” “why not”)

and who could forget the time mr anderson had taken mr perry’s lunch straight from his hands and mr perry had to go get another one (”thanks for bringing me lunch, honey, i didn’t have time to get up with all this grading” “don’t worry about it, love, lemme just go grab mine too and then i can help”)

and of course the snaps at each other

like the vaguely threatening ones

“meet me in the parking lot after your meeting” (”sorry for rushing you, but i needed to get home to get some work done and i didn’t want you to have to ask someone for a ride”)

the vaguely weird ones

“i don’t know what id do if i wasn’t a teacher” “you could manage the worlds first flying desk set” no one knew what that meant but it sounded rude. what the hell was a flying desk set anyway 

and then the obvious ones like when mr perry was absent for a few days and mr. anderson was talking to a man around his age 

“mr. perry is such a fucking asshole, why can’t he just for once in his miserable life” the rest had been too quiet for anyone to hear (”i just don’t like it charlie, why can’t he just be happy for neil?” “i know todd”)

it’s a big situation so it feels like there would be a big conclusion, but no. 

one day before class had started but after the bell in mr. perry’s room, mr. anderson came in. everyone was at the edge of their seat wondering if they were finally just going to throw fists but no

“neil, i accidently grabbed your lesson plans” 

“oh my god im sorry and thank you so much !” mr perry gave him an almost identical folder in exchange for the one mr. anderson was holding. then mr anderson left

but not before mr. perry leaned over and gave him a soft kiss in gratitude

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in the end mr. perry didn’t need the lesson plans cuz he spent the hour calming his class down

(”WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THOUGHT I HATED TODD??? WHO THE FUCK COULD HATE TODD”

 “..we’re sorry mr. perry”

 “JUST LOOK AT HIM WHO COULD LOOT AT THAT FACE AND HATE IT?”

 “...mr perry...” 

“ESPECIALLY AFTER GETTING TO KNOW HIM WITH HIS PERFECT PERSONALI--”

 “... we should've minded our own business”)

this is getting long so imma end it here 

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the only thing I ever do with my spare time is read so I have some recommendations if you are an avid shipper of wolfstar, drarry, anderperry, snowbaz, klance and the list goes on and on. so here, my gift to you, unsuspecting reader.

(these might be popular so don’t hate on me for regurgitating good reviews)

1. The Wicker King by K. Ancrum

holy smokes. this book is a masterpiece. i cried like a baby. i probably had snot all over my face. man. this story is perfect for those who love a obsessive best friend to lovers type thing. the chapters are short so the story is very immersive. its a 5/5 for me.

2. Summer Sons by Lee Mandelo

ghosts. reckless and musty boys. very gay. gotta say this novel checked off all the boxes. it took me a while to get into but once i did i was in love. this book, like all of these, deals with heavy topics in a masterful way. i don’t know just read and weep.

3. If We Were Villians by M.L. Río

huh. i have not gotten over this one. it centers more around the mystery than the queer ship but damn it’s an amazing book. i was in school just gasping at the plot twists. a great one for those searching for a dark academia, mystery, Shakespearean thing.

4. In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

if i could read this book for the first time ever i would be completely fulfilled as a human. there’s a lot of story and plot bc it takes place over a span of multiple years. but it has a similar whimsy to Harry Potter and i could not put it down. it was incapacitating. elliot is my comfort character and that will never change. he’s a wonder and so is this book. READ IT.

anyhow. most of these resemble each other because im a creature of habit. they are incredibly satisfying reads so I urge you to at least read the blurb. peace!

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Thinking about the quintessential dancer AU Anderperry. Buckle in baby, this is about to be unnecessarily long.

(Not really a fic just an idea dump)

Ever since he was little, Neil’s been forced into learning more formal dance styles by his parents to add onto his list of “things I don’t care about but my parents can brag about to their friends at parties”. He doesn’t give a damn about their reputation or his, but he’s lucky his friends go to the same dance studio as he does. He’s always been great at picking up new things quickly, and he’ll practice more modern choreography in his free time.

When their new instructor John Keating joins the staff, Neil is in awe of the way he insists on combining old and new styles, breaking rules, doing what feels right to them. He allots them time to try out styles they haven’t done before, even staying late for extra practice, and Neil finally feels like he’s on the right track, so long as he can keep it a secret from his parents at least until their studio’s end of season performance.

One evening, Neil finds himself staying late practicing long after the rest of his friends had gone home, frantically packing away his things when he realizes how much time had gotten away from him. He slings his bag over his shoulder, taking note of the darkening sky and the sunset lighting the hallway. His dad will probably kill him when he gets home so late.

As he’s leaving, though, he hears music (piano, he notes) from one of the studios. It’s almost closing time, the students should all be gone. He must not have been the only one practicing late that day.

Peering in, he finds the source of the music. A phone is laying on the floor, and Neil’s eyes land on the dancer. A boy, blonde, must be about his age. The piano is quickly explained by the fact that he clearly dances ballet. He’s not frail, but he’s graceful, probably the most graceful dancer Neil had ever seen. It felt like the music was coming from him, and the light from the sunset is pouring in the window in such a way that he looks almost angelic. It’s impossible to tear his eyes away.

The door creaks just a bit too loudly as Neil leans forward. The boy halts immediately, whipping his head to the door with wide eyes. For some reason, he looks completely terrified. Neil searches for what to say before the poor kid tries to escape out the window.

“Sorry— I didn’t mean to interrupt,” he offers lamely. “You’re just incredible.”

The boy stares at him before shaking from his stupor, scrambling to pick up his phone and his belongings to stuff into his bag. “I-It’s fine,” it doesn’t sound fine, “I have to go anyway.”

“I’ve never seen you before. Are you new?”

“No. Keating, he— he uh, lets me use the studio. A-After it’s empty.” He’s tripping over his words while he changes into his sneakers, clumsily tying the laces and avoiding Neil’s eyes like he’s the plague.

“Ah, the Captain. He let me stay late too. I lost track of time.”

The boy slows up a little bit, perhaps feeling less threatened (not that Neil ever thought himself a particularly threatening person).

“You know instructor Keating?”

“Mhm. He’s great.”

“He is.”

“I’m Neil Perry.”

“Todd. Um, Anderson.”

Neil smiles. The boy, Todd, finally tossing a glance at him, bangs falling onto one side of his face. He’s zipping up his jacket when Neil remembers he has to actually respond.

He clears his throat. “That was beautiful, the choreography. You looked like a professional.”

Todd tenses. “Oh. It- It was fine. I messed up my footing.”

“Well, I thought it was stunning.”

Surprisingly, Todd offers him a shy smile. He slips on his backpack with red cheeks and ears. “…Um, thanks. You’re good too.”

They end up talking as they both make their way out, waving to Keating as they pass him at the front, waiting to close up. They talk until they reach the bus stop, they talk on the ride home, they talk until they hit Todd’s stop. Neil had never met someone so easy to talk to in his life, and he finds himself wishing he knew more about the mysterious dancer. He also thinks of the implications of Todd knowing he’s “good too”. Next time they meet, he’ll ask about it. Maybe he’ll even remember to ask for his number too.

[dead-p0ets]

hello

here are songs that remind me of my favourite ships from books and movies and the lyrics that make the song remind me of them

nobody asked for this but i’m doing it anyway

(these aren’t the only songs that remind me of them, these are just a few)

anderperry (neil x todd, dead poets society):

motion sickness by phoebe bridgers - “i hate you for what you did, and i miss you like a little kid”

the night we met by lord huron - “i had all and then most of you, some and now none of you, take me back to the night be met”

if we make it through december by haggard merle (but the phoebe bridgers version) - “if we make it through december, everything’s gonna be alright i know”

the lakes by taylor swift - “take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die” (that’s an obvious one lol)

willem and jude (a little life):

don’t let me go by cigarettes after sex - “come to me now. don’t let me go. stay by my side. don’t let me go. stay with my still. i’ve missed you so”

nothings gonna hurt you baby by cigarettes after sex - “nothings gonna hurt you baby, as long as you’re with me you’ll be just fine. nothings gonna hurt you baby. nothings gonna take you from my side”

telephones by vacations - “i wish i could live without you, but you’re a part of me”

you’re the only good thing in my life by cigarettes after sex - “everything is wrong but it’s alright, you’re the only good thing in my life”

funeral by phoebe bridgers - “jesus christ, i’m so blue all the time. and that’s just how i feel. always have, always will.”

celia and evelyn (the seven husbands of evelyn hugo)

once more to see you by mitski - “but with everybody watching us. our every move. we do have reputations. will you keep a secret, won’t let them have it”

she by harry styles - “she, she lives in daydreams with me. she’s the first one that i see, and i don’t know why”

illicit affairs by taylor swift - “and that's the thing about illicit affairs, and clandestine meetings, and longing stares. it's born from just one single glance, but it dies, and it dies, and it dies, a million little times”

patrochilles (patroclus x achilles, song of achilles)

washing machine heart by mitski - “why not me?”

apocalypse by cigarettes after sex - “your lips, my lips. apocalypse”

circle by mitski - “nobody knows my lover is buried underground”

[emilythefern]

Omg, congrats bestie!! Could you possibly write anderperry as parents? I love the concept of them adopting a kid so yeah :)

anderperry parent au <3

(In which Todd is a primary/elementary teacher, Neil is an actor, and they have an adopted six month old daughter)

Todd was home late from work again, rushing in the door with a half-cold coffee in hand. Working as a teacher with a six month old wasn’t exactly practical, but Todd managed to make it work.

Some days.

When he entered the living room, his family were on the sofa. Mary was asleep on Neil’s chest. Neil was asleep too, his reading glasses slightly askew. There was an open baby book next to him and he had one arm around their daughter, the other resting on the top of the headrest. Todd felt his heart swell. He loved them both so much. Setting his bag down on the floor, he picked up Mary carefully and bounced her gently.

“Hey Moo-moo-boo! Did you miss me! Did you miss me! Did you miss dada!”

Neil chuckled slightly, sleepily rubbing his eyes.

“Ever going to give up on the silly nicknames?”

“Sorry for waking you up. And no, most likely.”

Todd walked into the kitchen, Mary on his hip. Neil followed, much to Todd’s disapproval.

“Neil. Go back to sleep. You take care of her virtually all day, whilst also doing acting. Let me handle this evening.”

“If you think I can’t reawaken the old sleep schedule from high school, you're wrong, Toddy-boo.” Todd cringed at the nickname.

“Besides,” Neil continued. “We don’t get much time all together between your teaching and my acting.”

Todd could barely keep his laughter in.

“Neil, this would be a touching moment if our daughter had not spilled her applesauce down your back.”

Neil shrugged, and went to the laundry room to change.

Todd started making a cup of formula for Mary. They were so lucky to adopt Mary when she was only two months old. They’d quickly fallen into a routine of baby toys and board books and 3 am diaper changes. Todd helped Mary hold up the baby bottle and Mary cooed. She was such a little bundle of joy. Even though he and Neil weren’t her biological parents, he still thought he saw little traits from Neil.

Humming to himself as he did the dishes, Todd knew that this was the life.

@exilesblack @inahallucination @make-ur-lives-extraordinary @maisietheweltoncow @aaronhoetchner @deadpoetsbythelakes

[poetrusicperry]

Hey!! Ok so about me ummm i have curly/wavy brown hair, a bit longer than my shoulders, and hazel eyes. My personality, im very talkative but still introverted and i get awkward at events where i dont know a lot of ppl (i still love partying and dancing w friends tho) so i am a fan of my down time that involves either reading, writing, or watching tv. i love talking to people and friends, I’ll always listen if someone needs to vent to me and I love hearing ppl talk about their nerdy sides lol. i also tend to ramble a bit in conversations and im open to sharing a lot of things about myself. I’m also a very honest person who keeps it real with people and is straightforward about how i’m feeling and i like honesty from other ppl as well. I sing in choir and love music, I’m also sort of into theater, I’ve watched a good amount of musicals and LOVE Funny Girl. I read a lot, mostly cheesy romance books like red white and royal blue or to all the boys i loved before. I also love Harry Potter and can talk about that for ages. Feel free to ship me w who you think is best I’ll love anything but if it helps, part of me kins todd bc of his anxiety, i really feel like charlie is my spirit animal at times, i just resonate with his vibe, and i love neil. Thanks!! :)

beth !!!<3 i hope i did justice with this and you like it just as much as the anderperry piece from the other night (; thank you for all you do. here it is:

ship:

going to ship you with the cutest little baby himself, todd anderson. even though you’re very similar in terms of personality, you were juuuust a tad more outgoing than him, which allowed him to open up really well because you showed him how (:

hcs:

neil would love talking theater with you. he’d try to convince you to come tryout for the upcoming play, but when you refused nicely, he took it in stride, just grateful that he was able to geek out with someone about something that meant a lot to him

he’d be so, so supportive of you singing in choir and would always take initiative in planning how he and all the other poets would get to and from your recitals

you and todd would grow together so much in your relationship, moving forward with your social anxieties, and making your bond that much stronger (see: “grow as we go” by ben platt)

you and cameron got on fairly well, mostly he just helped you with any school work you would get confused on (and he always found you cute, but never ever said anything in respect for both you and todd)

consider you and meeks the hugest harry potter geeks in the friend group, charlie giving you guys a hard time about it. but once you lent him your books, he would join the discourse between you and meeks, wanting to know what house he’d be in and talking about hp nonstop

having to encourage todd to trust himself as a person and open up a bit more was a hard task at times, but he’d just watch your example of how honest and comfortable you seemed with yourself, and it got easier as the months went on

sitting in a room with knox, charlie, and neil listening to them rant about how much they didn’t want to follow in their dads’ footsteps, and only giving advice if they asked (they were just thankful that you listened to them)

todd would fully understand and respect your down time/alone time, asking if there was anything you’d need to have a nice afternoon to yourself

even if you didn’t say you needed anything, a new book and a couple of hand-written original poems would find their way onto your desk while you were out (:

charlie always giving you a “hard time” for how you were so quiet in class, but would talk nonstop when it was just you and the poets (“do you want me to not be comfortable around you guys ? because i can make that happen,” you’d say. to which his response [slightly panicked] would be, “no ! of course not, i’m merely making an observation and  commenting”

you and todd finding a nook somewhere on campus where you could just sit and read together, enjoying the silence and each other’s company

you and pitts would most certainly have a show that you would binge together; hours at a time. i mean seriously, to the point where meeks would have to check if you guys were still alive after he’d been in a study group all afternoon on the weekends

todd would also love to play with your hair because it was so pretty (i’m sure a description of your looks was utilized in countless poems of his)

blurb:

on the night of one of your choir performances, you had left the poets in the midst of an argument about how todd didn’t want pitts to wear his plaid blazer because todd wanted to wear his, claiming it was “his girlfriend’s performance and wanted to look good,” (which he always did in his plaid blazer and black slacks). neil was worried they’d be late, constantly checking his watch, and charlie was running around messing up cameron’s and pitts’ hair for fun.

by the time they had gotten to the performance hall and seated, the lights were dimming. neil was just glad that they got there on time, and todd was so excited to see you doing something you loved. needless to say, you were the star of the show, and todd’s eyes were gleaming as he watched you (later on he’d tell you that he’d never heard something so pretty come out of someone’s mouth ever). when the performance was over, they would cheer so loud, earning dirty looks from all the preppy parents in attendance. you’d be so excited to see the boys, but todd in particular. after you came out of the stage door, they’d all be waiting, todd holding a bouquet of flowers, and the other boys giving you a humongous round of applause (complete with “whoops”/shouts) and congratulating you on doing such a good job.

“you are amazing, beth,” charlie and neil would say, giving you big hugs. the other boys would agree, and you’d turn to todd who held the bouquet out to you, clearly speechless. he kept starting to say something, but could just give you the most humongous hug ever,

“you are everything,” he’d say quietly just so you could hear. he truly didn’t know how to convey just how much you left him in awe, but when you woke up to a poem about it on your desk the next morning, it meant that much more to have him in your life.

[awanderingdeal]

5 times a Tremblay sibling kept a secret and 1 time they did not - Sydney

 The second part of this fic! And it’s Sydney’s turn. For the record, I know zero about hockey or Canadian prep schools, so despite some research there are probably many inaccuracies in this. Sorry!

CW: Pressure to go to university. Please message me if you would like any content tags added or feel I need to add to this list. 

Rating: G

See my masterlist for future and previous chapters

Thank you to @the-mouse-in-a-jumper and @anderperries for betaing this for me :)

And last, but most certainly not least, a massive thank you to @lumosinlove for the creation of the sweater weather universe and the wonderful OC’s (including the Tremblay siblings) within it.

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Sydney felt like she couldn’t breathe as she walked the halls. She was supposed to be heading to math, but her mind was spinning and there was no way she was going to be able focus on derivatives at the moment. 

When her coach had sent for her, Sydney had assumed that it was a quick last minute question or update before the game this evening. That had been two class periods ago and she had only just left.

She found her favourite place to sneak an unauthorised break, a quiet corner where there were only bathrooms, and checked her watch as she slid down a wall. In fifteen minutes, the deserted oasis would be a jungle as students rushed to relieve their bladders in between classes. Sydney breathed in and out slowly, trying to control her breathing in the way her yoga teacher always told her to.   

She had asked her coach to print out a copy of the email that she had received. The paper it was printed on felt like it had weight. One letter sized piece of paper had never been so heavy. 

Coach Figg, 

Thank you for sending Sydney's tape. After reviewing it, I would be very interested in coming to see Sydney play in person. I took the liberty of checking your fixtures and noticed you have a game this evening. I am watching another player in your local area this morning and as such, would be available to see Sydney in the evening. Please get back to me as soon as possible to confirm this would be okay. 

Ryan Lemont,

Montreal Stars Scout. 

As she read the words again, it dawned on Sydney that this was actually real. It was actually happening. She’d dreamed of playing hockey professionally since her first fumbling steps onto the ice. She had to tell her parents. 

Of course her parents knew she played hockey. They even knew she planned to continue playing hockey after high school. This prep school; renowned for both its academics and its hockey programme, had been a compromise on the travel hockey that Sydney had wanted to play. It allowed her to play competitively whilst still leaving her eligible for NCAA schools in the US. The fact that she was going to college was assumed. 

When she had given her coach permission to send the tape, it had been with the belief that nothing was going to come of it. It would put her on the radar for when she was ready in a few years time. 

Sydney wasn’t self-depreciating, she knew that she had talent. A local newspaper had once described her as ‘a budding young talent. Quite the goalkeeper, even at fifteen.’ Scouting started early in hockey. American schools trying to halt young Canadians on their path to junior league hockey, so they could play for their colleges later. She'd spoken to schools and had good feedback. She was confident that she’d play hockey somewhere. This was different though. A professional team. It was too much for her barely 17 year old brain to comprehend. 

"Squid?" Logan, her brother, interrupted Sydney's thoughts. "Ca va?" he asked, walking towards her. The students in this school came from all over Canada, and so, despite being in the countryside of Quebec, people usually leaned towards talking in English. Logan clung onto his native language more than most. 

"Hey Lo," Sydney smiled up at him. He'd had a growth spurt in the last few months and her baby brother was looking more and more like a man as the days passed. "What are you doing here?"

Logan gestured to the doors further down the corridor, " J'allais aux toilettes," He glanced at Sydney before joining her on the floor, "I could ask you the same. C'est quoi?" 

Sydney didn't have time to answer Logan's question about what the paper was before it was being plucked from her hands. His eyes widened more and more as he read. 

"Sydney," Logan gasped. "The Stars! What did Papa et Maman say?" 

Trust Logan to get to the tricky questions straight away. Sydney played with her lip between her teeth, "I just found out, Lo. I'm still processing." 

"What about university? You know Papa will say that you have to go," Logan asked, playing with the edges of the paper. 

"Don't do that," Sydney grabbed the letter back, smoothing the wrinkles out. Superstitions were rife in hockey, and she couldn't shake the feeling that if the paper got damaged it would affect her performance tonight. "You think I haven’t considered that?" she whined, pushing her knees up and dropping her head into them before letting out a noise of frustration.

"My sister, playing for the Montreal Stars. That is so cool," Logan said, and Sydney could hear the grin in his voice. 

She looked up at him, "Calm down. They haven't even seen me play yet. It could be nothing." 

"And it could be everything," Logan argued. "You have to be positive. I'm going to go to Harvard and then I'm going to play for the NHL.” The confidence in the words reminded Sydney of their older sister, Aubrey. Most would have dismissed it as the lofty dream of a fourteen year old, but if anybody was determined enough to make it come true then it was her brother. “Just tell Papa et Maman. They'll come around," Logan continued. There was that confidence again. 

Sydney scoffed, "Easy enough for you to say. You could tell them that you had murdered somebody and they would help you cover it up. You're spoiled." 

"I can't help being charming," Logan said with a laugh. "Non, mais sérieusement, tell them. Papa is not a tyrant, he wants you to be happy. He just thinks university will give you the best start in life. I’m sure he can be convinced otherwise.”

"When did you get so wise, little brother?" Sydney smiled, pulling Logan close to her side. He pretended to resist for a token few seconds, but he had always been affectionate and soon squirreled in to her. "If you plan on going to Harvard, you should probably stop skipping English" 

"I told you..." Logan started, but Sydney waved him off.

"There are three sets of bathrooms between here and your classroom. Trois," Sydney smirked. "You might have the rest of the world wrapped around your little finger, but you forget I know you, Lo."

"You forget I know you, Lo," Logan mocked before his features morphed into a picture of perfect innocence. "You're still going to give me your English notes though, aren't you?" 

"More than likely, yeah." Sydney laughed. "Maybe I'm not so immune to those puppy dog eyes after all."

"Thanks, squid, you're the best," Logan hugged her a little tighter. "And you're going to be amazing tonight. Papa et Maman are going to be so proud, I promise."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just remember me when you're hoisting the Stanley cup, eh?" Sydney said, flicking Logan on his forehead. 

"Oww, that is assault," Logan whined, rubbing at his brow far more dramatically than warranted, making Sydney snicker. "I think you'll be lifting a cup before me anyway," he added.

"Alright, enough with the sucking up. Class is about to change. Maybe actually go to your next one?" Sydney said, shoving Logan away from her with a grin. 

[femtoddanderson]

dead poets headcannon #2

Anderperry’s pets and kids

Neil and Todd got a dog first

it was a rescue from one of those pop up rescues

the dog was most likely a brown lab puppy

they name it puck (todd’s idea)

telling you this dog is spazy is a understatement

charlie and knox try to take them on a walk but neil is the only one who can handle him

after their dog is full grown they consider adopting a girl

they ask the other poets considering the fact that they could not raise her themselves

the poets don’t hesitate a bit

they think it’s an amazing idea, charlie and meeks are a little too excited:)

they made one rule when raising her: dont raise her the way our parents raised us

frankly this wasn’t hard considering they live in the middle of nyc not the cold vermont

after months of aproval they brought her home

her name has robin or “robin good fellow”

she had soft brown hair and skin of mahogany

in their eyes she was perfect

the poets gave them space for a couple weeks for them to get situated

but after that neil and todd almost never had an empty apartment

her giggle was the most intoxicating thing in the world

taking her to parks was their favorite

todd was the most into it baby bjorn and everything

they couldn’t doubt that decorating that small baby room was their favorite

painted green (neil favorite)

very soon her hair proved to be a problem

( i mean it was bound to happen they are all white boys who lived in verwhiteville)/j

at first they just put it up in a “bun”

but soon realized that they needed to go to a beauty supply store

they’re clueless obvi a women notices the baby and the fact that todd looks as clueless as a kindergartner in algebra and talks to him

they pick up a few things hoping it will help. todd barely asks for her number “just in case “

keating eventually visits to visit them

mostly for her…

and stays for a couple weeks hoping to take the load of neil and todd

i would like to say i’m not black nor do i have textured hair so if did something wrong or made a mistake PLEASE TELL ME also the dog head cannon is an expansion on @strawberry-cow-enthusiast ‘s head cannon

[fandomtrash2405]

So yesterday I got emotional ✨ about anderperry and wrote this, because yeah I do that sometimes

(((tw!! Implied reference to a suicide, nothing explicit)))

I think about you and I wanna cry

Stay baby, by my side

I can't help but think I wasn't enough

To make you stay, to keep you from pulling yourself away

I miss sharing a bed with you

Now everything I've got left is this empty room

Nothing means the same if it's not with you

I saw you last from the car window

I have never seen you shine as bright as you did that night

It replays in my head without a scratch

Your pretty eyes filled with joy

What I'd give to turn back time and make you stop

I didn't get to say I love you

I'm sorry I'm the type to admire from afar

To shut myself down and swallow my heart

I love quietly from the background

I spilled my guts for you in the snow

As I cried with my feet cold

Its just that I had never been seen before

So now I'll just live like a ghost

I understand, you felt trapped

I just never thought you'd take the way out

Your soul was full of light

I didn't realize you were so burned out

Words remind me of you

The way stars lead me to the moon

Your face was a beautiful getaway

Now I only get to write it down so I don't forget

Of all the times you holded me in your arms

And cheered me up when I had no hope

The look you gave me when I spoke my heart out

That intense glance that held everything I never dared to say

Your name, in my heart is carved

[threecheersfordeadpoets]

dead poets society!

1. where did you hear about dead poets society?

i first heard about it through a friend and also those 'dark academia in film' type posts

2. have you ever watched it with someone?

i've watched it with my parents and one of my friends

3. how many times have you watched it?

i think 5 or 6?? definitely at least 4 at this point

4. favorite character?

neil and meeks :)

5. least favorite character?

mr perry by far

6. favorite quote? (could be an actual quote from the movie or what a character said)

"gentlemen, what are the four pillars? travesty, horror, decadence, excrement."

7. in what ways has the movie inspire you?(learn a language, read more, try make ur life more exciting, etc)

it inspired me to start writing more poetry of my own, and also just changed my perspective on life in a way i can't really explain (not to mention romanticize a lot more)

8. did the movie make you cry at all?

i sob like a baby every time i watch it

9. favorite actor(s) from dead poets society?

robert sean leonard :)

10. what have you learned from dead poets society?

i'm really bad at extracting lessons from media hhh but i guess the importance of loving your friends

11. have you copied any phrases, mannerisms, personality traits from the movie?

i've started saying 'oh my' the way neil does lmao

12. have you ever had a teacher like mr. keating?

not to that extent but i've definitely had some lovely english teachers

13. have you ever had friends that are the same way as neil, todd, cameron, etc?

i personally relate to both neil and todd a lot, but i have a couple of friends that remind me of both of them as well

14. favorite ship?

anderperry, meeks/pitts or meeks/charlie

15. least favorite ship?

chris/knox (in canon; i love them in fics n stuff)

16. how did you feel about that scene where charlie got his booty paddled by the principal lol

it lowkey made me uncomfortable but i generally just felt bad for charlie aksdjffg

17. do you blame mr. perry or mr. keating for neil?

MR!! PERRY!!!!! BY FAR!!!!!!

18. do you think that cameron deserved to get punched by charlie?

after "let keating fry, why ruin our lives?" yes absolutely 100%

19. would you ever want to go to a school like welton academy and have a secret poetry group like the one shown in the movie? (without the drama, of course)

oh my god absolutely please god

20. the message of dead poets society is about how education can go beyond what is taught in textbooks, and that’ll education should be taught in a way to enlighten people about the realities of life and how they shouldn’t look at things with a singular perspective. do you agree and believe that?

i absolutely agree w it!! the current education system is. not it and forcing information down students' throats without giving them the chance to form their own viewpoints and methods isn't helping anybody in the long run.

[aedan-mills]

REBLOGGING THIS AGAIN BECAUSE THIS IS SO PERFECT 😔😔😔👌👌‼️‼️‼️‼️💖💖🥺🥺

First of all, Neil maintains my kinship, Gryffindor suits him so well!!! And Baby boy Todd having a toad so so cute :((( Like he would just VIBE with his frog (like he probably reads to it too) I can imagine Anderperry moments where Todd brings Nigel (the toad) along a lot during their free time and Neil gets kinda jealous of how Todd likes to hold him all the time

Neil: "I wish you would hold me like that too"

Todd: *stops petting Nigel* "Wait what?"

Neil: *mild panic* "Potions class sucks huh??"

And YES, I agree that Charlie would definitely be Slytherin, but he always prefers to hang out with Neil and the others. He may be chaotic evil, but he's not the bad guy. He just likes everyone being scared of his cat. Behind closed doors, Priscilla likes to cuddle into his lap and purr while he does school works. He would for SURE make everyone play "Bean Boozled" with the Bertie Bott's beans hahaa I can imagine him being Snape's trouble child in Slytherin, and Charlie has no problem always being his problem, but Snape develops a soft spot for him because Charlie likes to greet him a lot 🥺🥺 (in class, in the hallways, he waves at him from afar)

Knox being a fuck boy ajdhsisbdjas ICONIC, you can imagine like Knox, Charlie, and Neil just being the unlikely "Trio of hot guys" to hang out with each other, except Neil is obviously in love with Todd and all the other girls are trying to send him love potions (either to help him or make him like them-- OMG FANFIC IDEA-- I'LL GET TO IT--)

Knox and Todd would be found vibing in their common room with their pets, just fanboying about how cute they are while Meeks listens to them. (IMAGINE THEM JUST SHOWING OFF THEIR PETS :((( THEY SO HAPPY)

Pitts, deadass would be a Prefect as soonnas they could make him one :((( For 2 reasons:

1. He is kind and Knowledgeable, any younger years would love him and look up to him.

2. He's fuckin tall so if he leads them back to the common room, you can’t miss him.

Cameron is so precious 🥺🥺🥺 He talks to Todd a lot about Muggle born stuff because sometimes they do things that confuse the others. Like not using "accio" for everything, walking/commuting to far places without floo powder, Knowledge about muggle celebrities, and muggle candies hahaha

Bonus: STICKS AJDIABDJAJ hahahaha He is the unsung hero so I agree he'd be HP no doubt 😩👌

Chris and Ginny having matching pygmy puffs ajnsksndjss ITS EVERYTHING :((((( they would would also shown them off to Knox and Todd but they would all say their pets are cuter than everyone else when they're alone.

(Damn... now I wanna make an Anderperry hogwarts fic... and I'm not that deep into HP lore... LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE--)

GREAT JOB THO OMG, YOU DID SO GREAT XD I'm not that familiar with a lot of HP stuff so I'm happy you made it so detailed 🥺🥺🥺💖💖

the dead poets at hogwarts: a headcanon from hell

@aedan-mills @charlie-dalton-simp @pretentious-strikes YOU ENCOURAGED THIS BEHAVIOR SO YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES. also i love you a lot but THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

also @aedan-mills i found out that some of the wand stuff is related to their birthdays and i am much too lazy to look all that up and figure it all out, but anyone else is welcome to lmao. sorry to disappoint but alas it's summer and i don't want to research that much. but other than that, please listen to me flex my extensive knowledge on harry potter :)

neil (half blood): i'm sorry,,,, can you say gryffindor? this boy would get up there and in a second the sorting hat would have him all figured out: big dreams with the will to pursue them, but not ambitious enough to step over others to achieve said dreams? sounds like a gryffindor to me. i just know he'd thrive at hogwarts, probably going on to play quidditch (def a chaser) and would excel in charms class. as far as pets go, i feel like he'd stay simple and classy with a chill barn owl he'd name after a famous broadway actor. he would kind of be a mix of james and remus, in which he's wild and crazy but still manages to get good grades. the teachers love him simply because they don't know much about him outside of class. he would absolutely LOVE going to hogsmeade and going batshit crazy at zonko's and honeydukes. he'd have a whole phase where he gets addicted to licorice wands and everyone else thinks they're disgusting but he simply cannot buy enough of them. he'd play a bunch of zonko tricks on the rest of the poets, saving the most harsh for charlie and the most wholesome for todd <3

todd (muggle born): ugh see i can see him being both a hufflepuff and a ravenclaw, but my heart says hufflepuff so i'm gonna go with that. he would absolutely HATE the sorting ceremony with a burning passion. getting up in front of everybody only to have a hat judge u??? no thanks. HAHAHA CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM ON A BROOM. i can't either because he would simply never get on one, probably referring to them as "flying death traps" more often than not. "hey todd, you think about joining quidditch?" "no thanks, i'd rather keep my limbs intact ;)". but he would love muggle studies a lot, even if the teacher was boring as hell. snape would scare the hell out of him for sure, resulting in his lowest class being potions. he would excel in classes that are more learning out of the book rather than in practice. for a pet, he'd want something that could not possibly turn on him and would just be sweet and loving, so ima give him a toad :) he'd name it something fancy and british, like nigel or sumn. and because of nigel, he'd love chocolate frogs because hey they're twins!!

fanon knox (pure blood): hogwarts fuck boy. okay well maybe not f boy but like...his favorite part is the fact that this is a co-ed school rather than an all-boys school so he can spy on both genders equally yknow. hmm i get hufflepuff vibes from him because he's a big romantic, sucker for cute relationships, etc. he would enjoy whichever class his current crush is in, although I feel like he'd do well with classes that involved spells and wand work mostly lmao. he'd want a really fucking cute pet, so i'd give him a kneazle (it's like a cat but a bit more lion like). he'd give it a strong sounding name, something german idk. but he'd love the shit out of that kneazle, i can tell you that much. i feel like he'd try out for quidditch his first few years, not make it on, and then make it on to the team around fourth year and somehow end up team captain in seventh (and that proves kids, that you too can have a redemption arc in sports). as far as candy goes, ima say he likes the super sour candy like acid pops n shit. like i feel like the others would dare him to each as much sour candy as he can and then he wouldn't be able to taste for a week. but he'd think it was worth it :)

cameron (muggle born): good god this boy just wants to learn. magic just fascinates him, what with growing up in a big muggle family (bestie he is the weasleys if they were all type a). he's a ravenclaw, no questions asked. he would love classes involving preciseness and attention, things like potions and transfiguration. i feel like he'd have a cute, stable relationship along the way ofc because he deserves so much love and happiness and UGH he's a baby. he'd stick with a lil ginger cat, naming it after one of the famous wizards he's read about. he would love spending christmas at the school and going places when the ground are nearly empty, enjoying the scenery. for candy, he'd go plain and simple with chocolate frogs. can't go wrong with those. he'd still have fun with his friends, but he'd skip a lot of parties for some studying (don't judge, i do it too lmao). would not play quidditch but would enjoy it, end of story.

charlie (pure blood): slytherin. don't dispute it. think the weasley twins but even more flirtatious. he would be a regular at every single party that happened, flirting with the guys and gals shamelessly and drinking butterbeer like it was water. look me in the eye and tell me he would not absolutely fucking HATE GILDEROY LOCKHART WITH EVER FIBER OF HIS BEING. he'd do spot-on impersonations of him though. teacher's worst enemy. like when he walks into class on the first day, every teacher collectively mutters "bloody hell not this kid again". asks the most incredibly stupid questions ("okay but is there a spell to turn my eyebrows green? just the eyebrows though, not my hair"). he would be the most aggressive beater on the slytherin team, though he would never deliberately try to hit someone, just distract the shit out of them ("put the fear of god in them and fate will do the rest"). he'd want a loud, aggressive pet but he'd probably end up with a mean cat that hisses at everyone. he'd give it the most adorable name that just. does not fit the personality. something like priscilla. for candy, he'd take his chance with bertie botts' every flavour beans and just roll with the punches. he's chaotic like that.

pitts (half blood): ASTRONOMY IS HIS JAM. he fucking loves that class. he tutors the entire ravenclaw house in that class. he's the guy that little first years who are terrified of the class go to when they're completely lost and don't understand what's going on. besides that, i feel like he'd just be everyone's cool older brother yknow? like he'd be in charge of helping all the first years figure out where stuff is and giving them advice to help them and stuff. he would be a die-hard quidditch fan although he would not play the sport (maybe recreationally on the weekends and holidays and stuff, but the fact that it's so fucking dangerous just does not appeal to him). he'd like the candy that does tricks and stuff, like fizzing whizbees and stuff. he gives me charlie weasley vibes, where he's hardcore in certain areas (in his case, astronomy) and just flipping chill in anything else. cool older brother vibes, man. it fits.

meeks (half blood): i've said it once and i'll say it again: nonproblematic ginger dumbledore. also a hufflepuff <3 this dude just wants to fucking coast along, getting good grades and not participating in the dumb shit that could probably get him killed (even though he would in a heartbeat if his friends were in danger. duh). he'd be a teacher's favorite, probably having conversations with his favorite teachers during free time. okay ik this isn't technically at school, but i swear to god he would be dumbledore one day. like he would be the chill ass headmaster who gets shit done while also being very la di da life is nice flowers are pretty type of person. that being said, his favorite candy is and has been lemon drops ever since dumbledore got him addicted to them. his favorite classes would be potions (he'd surprisingly get along well with snape) and he'd just be great and mixing shit right and just knowing how much of stuff to add in ("how much powdered root do i add?" "about three and a half shakes." "that's not a measurement, meeks." "*shrug* it works"). he'd stick with his small friend group and love them to death, but he'd be a friend to all really. he'll help anyone that comes to him asking for help with homework (and though he won't admit it, he gets super prideful when it's someone a few years ahead of him).

stick (muggle born): harry potter if harry potter could've been more harry potter. like he would just be a part of everything and end up being part of some prophecy that demands he'd save the world and at first he'd be like HEY i'm just a small boy but then he'd grit his teeth and finesse the shit out of this preventing the end of days stuff. he'd definitely be a gryffindor, and fucking proud of it. he'd be the seeker on the quidditch team because he is so short and small and yeah he'd fucking kill it there. he'd kind of be the shy one no one expected much from, but once he starts absolutely wrecking the shit out of the other houses' quidditch teams, he'd become sorta popular? like people would invite him to parties and stuff and he's too nice to say no, but he'd mostly just hang around the outskirts, saying hi to the other poets if he saw them and mostly talking to chris and ginny (danburry, not weasley). he'd like defense against the dark arts and minerva mcgongiall would become his literal mother i can't explain it. he'd have an owl as a pet and treat it like it was his own child, telling it thank you every time it brought his mail or took his mail. as for candy, he'd like drooble's bubble gum because the bubbles are all magic and shit and i just feel like that would make him so happy <3

chris (pure blood): the older sister lesbian <3 she'd be a sweet hufflepuff who would be friends with everyone while also being the greatest socialite the school has ever seen. you know that party that practically the entire school attended and talked about for months on end? she planned that shit. she'd be like pitts in the respect that she'd help all the first years find their way in the school and in life in general. she's just such a warm and kind person that everyone would love her. she's have a little pink pygmy puff to match ginny's purple one, and she'd give it such a perfect, human name like lila or something. she'd be great at muggle studies and all the teachers would love her. also every one is so invested in her relationship with ginny it's adorable. he favorite candy is acid pops even though they make her eyes water like crazy. she'd make pretty good grades, every once in a while getting one slightly lower than she'd expected, but she always manages to bring them up to her satisfactory level :) she would not play quidditch, but she would go all out to support ginny, even though they're in different houses. that's what i call love, baby.

ginny (half blood): the mom lesbian <3 she's a ravenclaw and also one of the sweetest people in the whole school. while chris helps other with the social aspect, ginny will help anyone in any subject they need help with (she and meeks are a help duo on this). she's quieter and less social than chris, but she's one of the best chasers the ravenclaw quidditch team has ever seen. she'd end up team captain by fifth of sixth year. she'd be like oliver wood in that she is sO invested in the team's success that at sometimes she'll go a bit crazy, but chris is always there to help her put things back into perspective <3. she'd make stellar grades of course, being good friends with all of her teachers. her favorite candy would be the sweetest things like fairy floss. as previously stated, she'd have a purple pygmy puff to match chris's pink one, and she'd also give it an adorable human name like lisa or something. ginny's just sweet to everyone, especially neil and his friends.

I DID IT. IT TOOK FOREVER AND A FEW HAIL MARYS BUT I DID IT. enjoy besties <3 love u all