#charlie dalton my beloved

[faerieroyal]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚⋆

thinking about charlie, who will call you every single pet name known to the english language, and use them so much that sometimes you wonder whether he remembers your real name. thinking about charlie, who always insists on having his arm around you when the two of you are in public, no matter if it’s around your shoulders or your waist. thinking about charlie, who will absolutely cover your face with kisses when you’re upset until you laugh from how much it tickles, and have the most smug smile on his face when he’s accomplished it. thinking about charlie, who will attempt to write a saxophone melody just for you, and even if it doesn’t turn out quite like he wanted will feel like the sun has started shining in his chest when you smile at him after he plays it for you. thinking about charlie, who as much as he craves validation, eventually comes to find that yours is the only laugh he really cares about hearing after he’s told a joke.

thinking about charlie, who is always so jovial and takes so little in this life seriously, but who is deadly serious about his love for you; as much as he tries to bring light and levity into other people’s lives, you are the light in his life, and he will be damned if he doesn’t love you with the same determination he gives to telling jokes and causing mischief - strong, steadfast, with all the warmth and power of the sun he cannot help but remind people of, and that he insists he sees every time he sees you smile.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚⋆

dead poets society taglist: @fairyofthehollow, @lovings4turn, @agentlilicarter, @renqiisnce !

general taglist: @maddipoof, @thatmagickjuju, @talkingturnedtoscreamss, @malafvma, @auxiliarydetective, @heliads, @oneirataxia-girl !

( send me an ask if you want to be added to a taglist !! )

[average-joseph]

Dead Poets Society as tiktok brainrot I think they'd enjoy.

(If you don't know what I'm talking about I envy you.)

Todd - Coloring in lines perfectly with alcohol based markers ASMR.

Neil - Livestreams. Specifically, squishy toy acne popping or boiled egg shell peeling livestreams.

Charlie - Really long bad jokes read by an AI voice and the background of the video is a compilation of pools being cleaned.

Knox - How many cars can pass where the cars try to jump a hole but get absolutely demolished by a giant hammer in the sky.

Meeks - Clips of the Big Bang Theory where a narrorater is explaining what's going on with very dramatic piano music playing in the background.

Pitts - Chicken vs. 1 million godzillas and roblox chicken nugget types of videos.

Cameron - Safety PSA's where it simulates gruesome ways people have died working in construction and in factories.

Keating - Zoomed in ring doorbell guy.

Chris - Bottles rolling down the stairs and breaking.

Ginny - Sigma parodies of popular songs.

[bee--28]

Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call by Bleachers actually belongs to Cameron and Charlie, argue with the wall.

"And it's strangley calm now 'cause everybody's gone it's just you and your anger"

Cameron was mad. Charlie was mad. Their emotions were high in their last scene together. When they are separated from those moments and they're left to seeth in their anger they both realize that that's the last time they'll ever speak, neither can tell if they're happy or upset by that. It's that kind of calm that breaks the soul.

"Oh golden boy, don't act like you were kind. You were mine but you were awful every time"

Charlie is kinda the "golden boy" of the friend group, likable, fun, he brings some joy into Welton, an otherwise gloomy environment. But he was a dick to Cameron, he was genuinely horrible to him.

"But you should know that I died slow, running through the halls of your haunted home"

Charlie's presence haunts Welton and more specifically Cameron. He's everywhere, he made an impact that Cameron can't escape, it looms over him.

"And the toughest part is that we both know what happened to you, why you're out on your own"

Both Charlie and Cameron ended up alone because of what they both respectively did. And they both kinda hate each other for how it all ended.

"You know I'm not your father ... he flickers through your damage"

Cameron's father influences his actions at the end. The decision to throw Keating under the bus and betray his friends is a decision he made based on how his father would've reacted, what his father would've wanted. Cameron is a broken teenager and it's because of the decisions he makes in his father's image.

"Don't hold me like you know me, I would rather hurt forever"

Charlie would rather get expelled and leave the only people that like him than ever see Cameron again. He'd rather start over completely and be a shell of what he previously was than remember that he was once friends with Cameron.

"Merry Christmas, I'm not yours at all"

Cameron misses Charlie, but he has no real right to. They were never what Cameron wished they were. They were barely friends, even as kids when they were closest. And now they'd never speak again.

[ash5monster01]

who’s afraid of little old me? I was tame, I was gentle.

‘til the circus life made me mean. Don’t you worry folks.

we took out all his teeth. Who’s afraid of little old me.

you should be.

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me? by Taylor Swift

[springs-hurts]

ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴏᴇᴛs sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟿

Was this freedom?

[sincerelyyoursg]

"To indeed be a god!"

[73647e]

warning: blue-eyed stare jumpscare

todd in the crowd watching neil during A Midsummer Night's Dream

thanks for the warning, greatly appreciated 🙏

Charlie knowing something fishy is up

[billsbae]

I love the background characters sm, like Jeffrey Anderson my beloved, so

What do we think about the poets siblings? Like we know that Neil is only child and Todd have at least one brother (jeffrey<3) but since we don’t know about the others take my silly headcanons lol

so like I said Neil is only child which makes me feel really depressed bc he didn’t have anyone to talk to when he was alone at home in summer with only his parents. Charlie’s only child too but unlike Neil, he likes that, he likes the attention and he get all his parents attention so he’s fine with that, he likes to sneak out in the summer for parties but he gets in trouble everytime. Also he lives really near to Knox, so he won’t feel alone when Knox comes round

Apart from Jeffrey, Todd has a little sister – hers name is Lilliana (but Jeffrey and Todd call her Lily) and she’s the sweetest child ever (she’s like 3 or 4, I don’t know how old mrs anderson actually is, but let say he had lily at 42) (I actually I had some headcanones about this girlie, maybe one day I’ll share ;3 )

Richard has a younger brother, his name’s Don. Don’s 11, they don’t have a bad relationship but neither a good one, Don has the pressure to be as good as his older brother, and he hates it. Cameron isn’t good in communication w people, so they aren’t as close as they liked to.

Pitts has a older brother named Marvin, they don’t have a good relationship because of the age gap (15 years), when he was four Marvin already moved out to collage, they didn’t see each other often, so the bond beetwen them doesn’t exist

Meeks has three sisters: Joyce, Sherry and Michelle. All of them are older than him. So basically Steven’s the baby of the family. The age gap between Joyce (the eldest) and Steven is 8 years, then between him and Sherry 5 and him and Michelle 3.

Knox has an older sister, her name’s Nancy (you and chris can’t be together yours star signs aren’t compatible) (fuck you) Nancy is 2 years older than him so the gap isn’t that big (listen to me when I say she won’t like that, I’m older) (so????) which means that they have a quite good relationship (i’m going to see charlie) (oh your boyfriend?) (what the fuck nancy??)

[peralton]

“bullshit, nothing's impossible.”

[bazpitchs-violin]

no thoughts only todd as a speech kid on the nats stage winning and going “thank you thank you i’ll be here all week”

[average-joseph]

Thank you Mr @latin-8-o-clock-my-room for reminding how much I miss posting about dps.

In honor of it being September and my season to shine;

What the poets are like during fall.

Neil: Christian girl fall anyone? You walk into his house and it smells like a Michael's. He's wearing skinny jeans and an infinity scarf. Someone save him.

Todd: He's taking long walks and enjoying the leaves and waiting until the seasonal depression hits.

Charlie: The amount of decorating he does for Halloween is a bit concerning. Where does he fit all these decorations? How is his house a different color than last week? How much did it cost to get people to dress up as zombies and walk around in his front yard 24/7?

Meeks: He dresses up in a different costume every day for weeks until Halloween where his Emmet brown costume is immaculate.

Pitts: He doesn't really care that it's fall. He has one string of orange lights he keeps up year round and plugs them in during fall as decoration.

Knox: The weather drops below 60 degrees and he has a cold for the next 6 months. Somebody get him a jacket.

Cameron: He's to busy doing school work for fall festivities. As a treat he allows himself a bowl of candy corn once a year, but keeps it hidden so he has no thieves.

[soullust]

lately ive been really into this dead poets au i made up ive been going soo deep into it that now im emotionally invested in charlie's daughter that i made up

[bee--28]

Give me more unrequited Knarlie!! I want Charlie to be head over heels for a guy who's head over heels for some random girl no one else has even met (Chris, I love her, fyi, don't misinterpret that). I want Charlie to dwell in quiet anger, hurt, and jealousy while he watches one of his best friends be perfectly happy, without him... I want pain! I want angst! Stat! On my desk by the morning!

[cc-tinslebee]

(excluding Neil's choices) what do you think would have to happen, or what do you think it would take for Meeks to go on a bender with the explicit intent of getting blackout drunk?

That is SUCH an interesting question, and it’s incredibly ironic that the first thing that popped into my head was The Day The Music Died lmao??

Honestly, when it comes to the Poets drinking for fun in general, I can see them being somewhat evenly split on “the usual suspects” (those who usually drink for fun) and the ones who get a kick out of watching their friends being idiots. I feel like Meeks (and Pitts too honestly) would usually fall under the latter option but they’ll indulge now and again with them because it’s fun

(or, alternatively, Meeks is like one of my friends and has a “once a year” policy that someone Charlie widdled down to “once twice a semester”, because it’s hilarious to see Meeks drunk and it’s an enjoyable enough feeling for him)

But blackout drunk? That’s tough. With the other Poets, I think I can safely say “Todd’s more a lay-down-and-be-numb-to-the-world type of guy like me” or “I can definitely see Charlie, Neil, Knox, and even Pitts trying to get blackout to wash away their feelings.”

Meeks seems pretty in tune with his feelings from what I’ve gathered? He doesn’t hide from it or others, as we’ve seen with his grieving. So he’s very emotionally intelligent as well as practically intelligent. I think if anything would make him want to get blackout drunk, it’s something he can’t talk about with anyone sober, something he can’t hide from but that he doesn’t want to necessarily confront.

I mean, it’s something I’ve seen with a friend of mine, to a certain extent. Like something just… happens that hits him especially hard, and it doesn’t really matter if the Poets would be understanding (because of course they would) — he has a hard enough time wrapping his head around it himself. And hey, pushing those ugly feelings down to chase a much more pleasant feeling that can take him out of that moment for a night sounds pretty nice

(don’t drink when you’re sad, kids 👍)

[ad-astra-per-aspera-1389]

I agree on the "removing the racism" part, but charlie experimenting with his identity is a big part of his character arc. I think instead, he could still go through that, just...a little differently. The racist elements of "nuwanda" could easily be replaced, allowing Charlie to have his moment of "wanting to be different" and "finding his own voice".

Charlie's arc in the original also compliments Neil's. Neil is also searching for who he wants to be, but he goes about it much more mildly, and he meets the fate that he does, meanwhile Charlie goes looking for who he is much more chaotically, and he only gets expelled.

I just think Charlie's arc is important, and if there were a remake, it should still exist, just tweaked to fit today's audience.

There’s something deep inside of me that so badly wants to make a Dead Poets Society show. It would still take place in 1959, that wouldn’t change. The main changes would be the Knox/Chris thing. Mainly him sexually assaulting her (if you’ve read the book, you know), it could be changed to him getting drunk and talking about wanting to date Chris, and then Chet overhears, and things continue like the original. Charlie wouldn’t have the Nuwanda thing, I know some people like it but like, it’s racist, and there are other ways to show him rejecting society than the way he did. It would also put more emphasis on the struggle that Neil had, and maybe possibly make Anderperry canon, or deeply hinted at (I wouldn’t wanna push anything cuz it’s still 1959). Todd wouldn’t be directly stated to be autistic because the medical community didn’t really believe autism was a thing then, but it would also be deeply hinted at.

There could also be episodes dedicated to each individual member of the Dead Poets. I feel Meeks and Pitts are underrated and we don’t know much about them. It would be cool to have episodes dedicated to them all, learn more about their internal struggles (if they have any) and their family situations, maybe meet Todd’s brother, stuff like that. I also think it would be interesting to learn more about Cameron, possibly even why he ratted out on Keating.

This is just an idea that’s deep inside my head and won’t leave. Too bad I’m an 18 year old with no experience in television and can’t do anything about this idea. But now it’s out in the world, so that’s something

[sustiawan-author]

Biker Charlie Dalton – The Summer of 1963 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

After his expulsion in 1959, Charlie set out to do something he's always wanted to do; finalizing his rebellion.

He no longer sat by his father's commands or wants — it's time for him to venture out to find himself, explore the realms of what can be achieved in this life and more. Sure, he's probably going to end up being a banker anyway, but damn it, he'll have it his way first and for all.

That's when he became your sweet, charming-smiled, dimple-grinned, sly-eyed, biker boy — his gel-slicked hair tousled with the breeze or ruffled by his helmet, his smirk everlasting the necessary smugness to withstand the toughness of the highway roads. He's your everything and you're his.

It's been three years fresh out of high school where he decided to do his gap years. He loved it all; the breeze in his hair, his mighty fine jackets, his beloved engine and most of all, his girl — you with your batted lashes and fluttering gazes, eyes as bright as the stars and a fun-loving soul to tame his own.

You're timid, but not shy. Stealing gazes to him when you thought he wasn't looking, until one day he decided the ache of his heart cannot be relieved by none other than your loving hand.

Then, he always kisses you goodnight when you both reach your door, just careful enough not to wake whoever's inside.

You insist he picks you up to campus tomorrow. He just says 'alright, baby,' his drawl twisting your stomach around with the prettiest butterflies.

But he loves it. He'd do anything for you — his sweetheart under the Northeastern sun. He lives and breathes to hear you laugh at his jokes, no matter how bad they are — to show you off to his gang, his other biker friends and through pictures he sends to the poets back at Welton, saying how he's 'going steady with the girl of his dreams.'

He props you up, guiding you by the waist to the back of his motor before hauling up to it like a cowboy on a bullride. He revvs the engine, only twisting back to ask for your kiss on his cheek. You cup his face and give him a nice, sweetly glazed smooch. He loves it.

He's still so clever, more street-smart now than he's ever been. He still plays the sax, getting better each time he has you listening to it. Charlie still holds poetry in a sacred place in his heart, his pursuit of riding and exploring every bit of roads the world has to offer only incited by his insistence in sucking the marrow out of life.

He honors his past and holds it close to his heart, but he carves his future with a switchblade he folds in the pocket of his American Denim jeans in the shape of a heart with his and your initial on it. Yes, he is still that showy.

You ride off to sunsets with his 1962 Ducati Scrambler he bought from his savings money. It ticks him off sometimes, the anxiety of being completely alone — but then your arms squeeze him just a bit tigher, and you press your cheek against his back and he knows. He's far better off here than anywhere else.

You love him and he loves you — and no matter where you are or what you do, he'll hold a special drop of your heart's blood inside of his,

If only he knows you'd do the same and more.

part 2

Should we make this a series? (˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)˚๐*˟♡

taglist ⤵

@shemisseshome @theduckwithafroghat @heyyyloverr @jazzyisswaggy @sleeping-arsonist @unfortunately-lilith @1tsr1r1 @yournormalidiot @sunlight-in-my-eyes @cossie-fauchelevant @eden-punk @anderperry-soliloquies @boypuncher45 @forpunishers @thirsty4fandoms, and to the anonymous persons who requested this.