#dead poets society au

[dailytraingirl]

anderperry but im evil so todd actually confesses to neil (in poem form or something like that) but his love is unrequited (sorry) so things get more awkward around them and it never really gets fixed so todd just steps back and theyre not as close and eventually neil gets a girlfriend so neil is in plays and stuff and then imagine neil bowing after a play and stuff and receiving flowers from his girlfriend cause she’s an angel and the sweetest person ever so todd hates himself for hating her and stuff and neil is being cheered on by all the poets and he’s so happy and todd just stands nearby in the shadows and admires him because he is so in love because neil is literally the most incredible person ever but it hurts so much because neil will actually never love him back

so basically think footnote and heather by conan gray and the scene in little women where laurie is like “i think you will marry, jo. i think you will meet someone and you will love them and you will live and die for them because that’s how you are and you will. …and i’ll watch.”

wow this is devastating why do i do this

so i’ll just take a footnote in your life and you can take my body, every line i would write for you. but a footnote will do (footnote conan gray)

how could i hate her? she’s such an angel. but then again, kinda wish she were dead. (heather conan gray)

[lightningmonarchda3]

Dead poets society AU where remus is mr. Keating and harry, ron, hermoine, and the rest of the golden trio era characters are his students.

[anhonest-puck]

i can NEVER resist the movie star aus for anything i’m obsessed with. because. because. imagine if neil became a hollywood actor guys guys hear me out GUYS

[hyacinthi-mortem]

Anderperry wizard au?

I found something I wrote a while ago and thought it'd fit anderperry so I edited it, sorry if it's a bit disjointed bc I had to change perspectives :)

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Pinpricks of light flicker in the air, just bright enough for Todd to see, casting a soft glow over them both, a net of golden constellations.

"Do you ever wonder if the stars get cold up there?" He glances at Neil, frowning as laughter meets his ears, "what?! I'm serious!"

He reaches towards the floating lights, trailing his fingers through them like glowing sand, "they're so beautiful, but so far away."

Neil smiles, out of everything, watching Todd's child-like wonder at things he takes for granted will never grow old; tricks meant for children, bringing the stars down to Earth to scare away the darkness.

A stray orb floats away, struck out of orbit by a wandering touch, and bumps into the ceiling before dissolving into a fine mist.

"Hey Neil??" Todd turns to face him, a subtle flush on his cheeks as he sees the stars, not his conjured illusions but instead the night sky captured in his eyes, eyes like hot whiskey and stardust, like nebulae, warm, and cold, and nothing and everything all at once

"Yeah?" Tearing his eyes away from his stars, he turns towards him, and feels the soft press of Todd's lips against his, chaste and fleeting.

Until he pulls away and cold air rushes between them, giving Neil a soft smile.

"I'm sure the stars aren't cold up there", Neil chuckles, watching Todd's face flush red as he mumbles something about being tired, and leans back, watching the clusters of golden light spiral in the summer haze.

[movielp-pany]

the dps summer camp au is becoming a thing now

like them as camp counselors and Keating would be like the head of the camp and yes Chris and Ginny are also camp counselors alongside the poets

I feel like it could go someting like this:

Charlie would 100% tell the kids embarrassing stories about the others

you know how kids ship certain counselors together and most of them play along? yeah Charlie has a camp romance with almost all of the poets. Todd and Neil also have a camp romance (but the catch is that they are actually dating)

Neil and Ginny would do little improve scenes for the kids

the group would come up with the most unhinged activities and the kids are living for it (Cameron would try to talk them out of doing it, but never succeeds)

one of the poets (probably Charlie) dropped a small hint about the dead poets society to one of the kids, and now some of the kids sneak out of their tents to have their own meetings

Meeks would go stargazing with the kids (space nerd Meeks real)

Pitts, Cameron and Chris are the only ones allowed to prepare/cook the food because the others would either burn down the tent or cant cook to save their life

Chris does little fun dance exercises with the kids from time to time (at the end of the camp they have created a silly little dance)

Charlie and Knox would give like 'love advice' to the kids so they can get a camp romance (most of the advice is silly and wouldn't really work out side the camp)

What is a camp without a camp fire? The have a camp fire like every other night. Sometimes they tell scary stories, other times they read poetry, or Chris and Charlie will play the guitar and saxophone (yes Chris can play the guitar) while the others sing

[teddy06]

Everyone wake up the new AU I’m never gonna write just dropped

Dps Pump Up the Volume AU

With Meeks as Mark and Charlie as Nora

For the uneducated Pump Up the Volume is a 1990 Christian Slater movie about a kid who moves to a small town and starts a radio show that pretty much radicalizes everyone in his high school

He’s broadcasting illegally and then stirring up a bunch of trouble and being wild but then in school he’s like the quite kid that no one really notices and then as things start to get bigger he’s desperately dodging being outed as the guy from the broadcast

(It was essentially just the Disney channel original movie radio rebel but significantly better)

The point is: Meeks is the quiet kid coming out of his shell and Charlie is the kid who ends up figuring out who he is first and helping him continue on with it

[73647e]

dead poets society au where everything is the same, except charlie starts a successful cooking youtube channel after welton. he is mostly successful for including asmr voice overs of himself whispering “cooooooooook” with different videos of him walking about and vaguely cooking. he puts the ingredients in the description. people don’t learn anything from it. they just watch it for the sheer entertainment

[sam-loves-seb]

what we stay alive for -- chapter 3

“Tonight,” he starts, “I met the most incredible girl I have ever seen in my entire life.” “Alright, Sinclair,” Steve grins, reaching over and playfully punching Lucas’s arm across the table. Then his smile drops. “Wait—what’s wrong with that?”

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[jeiceys-dead-poets-hcs]

Dead Poets Dance Au

Pt. 1; Todd Anderson.

so here it starts! i’m gonna do the characters as different parts so hopefully not everybody has to wait for this big, extravagant thing.

i probably will do a bigger group dynamic one in the future!

please enjoy part one!

His strengths seem to be anything to do with strict musicality. He can add dynamics that not even his lead choreographer would come up with.

He also improvises when the music is left on, giving more ideas for choreography whenever the teacher is stuck on what to do.

This makes him both great in tap and contemporary.

Being one of the senior students, he helps out with choreography for solos, duets, or younger classes.

Oh boy does his choreography do great at competitions.

He gets at least one choreography award at every competition every year.

He likes doing dynamic choreography because of the expression it entails. He loves the freedom and inspiration of finding just the right song for his vision.

He also takes time to know whoever he’s choreographing for well, so he can even adapt moves to match personalities.

Mainly talks with noises instead of counts, it just makes more sense in his brain that way when he vocalizes rhythm and movements rather than boring counts.

Another thing I think he’d be good at is acro.

A quiet man with the flexibility of a rubber action figure? What better combination?

He’s probably the most common one to get a new trick first. Tumbling, limbering, it was just his thing since day one.

Definitely the partner who gets lifted in partner work.

Probably yells aggressive positivity at Neil when he is so close to getting a trick.

“WHY DID YOU PUT YOUR HANDS DOWN?”

“IT’S SCARY!”

“NEIL, YOUR HEAD WAS LIKE— TWO FEET OFF THE FLOOR. YOU’RE FINE. Now go do it again.”

“aaaaaAAAUGH. fINE.”

He 100% has an advanced warmup routine for competitions. Mainly because his friends told him to show off to intimidate others (which originally wasn’t his goal at all).

Always the best with handling nervous littles too scared to go onstage <3

Literally gets so happy when his friends win first place in solos, duets, trios, anything he’s not in with them, he will be so happy. Even if they were against him.

Knows the most, but makes the funniest mistakes sometimes.

Never vocalizes about his distaste for songs or costumes, but, his face can’t hide everything he was thinking.

“Todd’s face says no, so I guess it’s no-“

“Wait what?? It’s fine!”

Always found lying on the cold floor in the corner after a long day. Probably interrupted by Charlie stepping on the small of his back which causes a huge groan to erupt from Todd.

“You good there, Todd?”

“Yup- ooOOHKAY— too far, Charlie!”

Sweet, sentimental pep talks.

Genuinely so upset when it comes to his final, graduating year.

His voice breaks during his speech, and he wraps his choreographer in the biggest hug as soon as he finishes.

If anybody were to lean against a mirror and accidentally break it, it would be Todd.

Always ends up with the coolest solo pictures of the season? His friends don’t understand how.

Probably almost dies when the season comes back after the summer. It takes him some time to regain the stamina he lost after two months off.

Dance would be something so genuine and fun to Todd. He wouldn’t trade it for the world. His friends make it even better.

[yuri-anderperry]

[dailytraingirl]

anderperry but it’s kinda like 101 dalmations in a way but only because there’s a dog and they meet in central park or some other park in ny like washington square or wherever take your pick idc and todd is there reading a book or writing in a notebook and sitting under a tree and neil is playing frisbee with his dog but he has terrible aim so he accidentally hits todd in the head and then the dog jumps on todd trying to get the frisbee and neil is like mortified and he’s like ‘oh my god bad dog i am so so so so so sorry for my dog and my bad aim please are you okay let me make it up to you somehow’ because how the fuck did he screw up so badly and hit this incredibly attractive stranger in the head with his frisbee and then get him trampled by his dog. so then todd is like ‘nonono im fine i swear’ and he’s all embarrassed but neil still feels really bad so they go and get coffee together or something because neil wants to make it up to him and they exchange numbers and become best friends and hang out a lot and eventually fall in love

someone write a fic about this i have no creative talent like if i tried it would be so bad anyway thanks for coming to my ted talk

[isolarya]

hey did you know this was a scene in the original script for dps and it was the inspiration for evernight au and it makes me really sad

ngl I wish it made it into the final thing

[ash5monster01]

Hiii. Could I request a Neil smut? Maybe it is her first time and he's all soft and sweet? Thanks!

First Time

Pairing: Neil Perry x FemReader

Warnings: 18+, established relationship, smut, readers first time, fluff, dirty talk, p in v, oral, nudity

Summary: it’s your first time and Neil seems like the perfect choice to take your virginity considering how gentle and caring he is.

word count: 2.2k

Masterlist

You had always considered sleeping with someone before marriage. Yet that consideration wasn’t taken lightly. You had swore to yourself that if that was what you decided to do it had to be with someone who was worth it. Which never seemed likely considering Harvard was a big place with a lot of people. Yet somehow amongst all of them you had stumbled upon Neil Perry. Found him studying in library, a sadness to the air around him, but the most genuine eyes you had ever seen. It explained the reason why you had half a mind to even sit next to him in the first place. The rest was history.

You had dated almost the full four years of college and it was no doubt in your mind that he was the one for you. You were going to marry Neil Perry even if it’s the last thing you do. All of this is why you had officially decided you were ready to sleep with him. That and the fact it was getting harder and harder to pull away from him. So when he reaches your dorm room, wearing a ivy green sweater pushed up to his forearms, wire glasses hung low on his nose, and grey sweats, your excuse is you’re only just a girl. A girl with an entire meal for a boyfriend. You’re supposed to be studying but none of your books are open before you’re straddling him on the bed.

“Someone missed me today huh?” he teased with a light squeeze to your waist and you fight everything in you to not roll your hips on top of him.

“I always miss you” you tell him, hands holding yourself up on his firm chest. He had filled out since Freshman year, more meat on his bones, yet just as lean.

“Even when you’re with me?” he asks, hands reaching to remove the readers that were meant for studying he never got too.

“Sometimes, but only if we haven’t talked in a while or were busy doing other things” this sentence has him pulling you down to meet his lips which you happily accept. You can tell he’s surprised when you deepen it but it lasts only a moment until he matches the pace and dares his tongue past your lips.

“I gotta say baby, I’m loving this mood you’re in” he says trying not to sound to breathless when he pulls away and you grin, hands dancing along his chest and to his abdomen.

“What do you say we remove this pesky sweater?” you grin deviously and he raises his eyebrows as your fingers start bunching the fabric up, revealing an expanse of skin. Your mouth practically waters at the happy trail now revealed to you, hair he had also just grown in the last few years of college.

“You sure baby?” he asks but you don’t need to answer because you’re practically lifting him by the sweater to get it over his head, taking the white T-shirt underneath with it too.

“What, want me to remove mine too?” you ask and his mind actually malfunctions for a moment, unsure of how to respond because he truly had only seen you in a bra a few times. He never comes up with a response because now you’re lifting the red Harvard t-shirt above your head and revealing the white lace bra from underneath. He visibly gulps, eyes darting between your chest and face as he tries to comprehend what’s happening.

“Listen, baby. If we start this I’m not sure I’m going to be able to stop. I also have play practice in two hours and it’ll be so much harder leaving knowing I have you in bed like this” Neil tells you and you chuckle.

“Two hours is plenty of time, and you can always come back after” you tell him and his whole face reddens all the way down to his neck.

“You’re being serious, you want to do this?” he says and you nod almost instantly.

“I’ve already made up my mind, the only way I’ll stop now is if you’re not serious about me. I don’t want to do this and then have you leave me behind” you tell him and his face instantly softens towards you, hands pulling your face to his own.

“I’ve been serious about you ever since that day you sat with me in the library” and his confession is enough to make you kiss him again and Neil doesn’t miss the slight roll of your hips. You know you have his attention now based on the way he’s started to harden beneath you, no longer fighting the urge. Just as your tongue darts past his lips you grind against him again which makes him put his hands on your ass, holding you in place because one more movement and he’d be harder than a rock. That’s what you wanted anyway.

After a beat you break apart from his lips, something he protests to but stops when he realizes you’re reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. His throat has gone dry and as much as he feels panic rushing through him it is also paired with excitement. He knows not to stop you again, that you’re on a mission. So he does the only thing he can think of and just watches as the fabric loosens and slides down your shoulders. You don’t have to ask if he likes how you look considering he is now fully hard against your backside.

“It’s okay baby, you can touch me” you whisper to him like it’s your secret. He hesitates only slightly which has you guiding his hands and placing them over each breast. Your nipples harden under his palm which urges him to finally grope. The feeling of his hands and look of awe in his eyes has you grinding against him again. Now lost completely in your touch he leans up and places a nipple in his mouth. Your arms wrap around his neck as a moan bellows from you. Once he has given both breasts his attention you push him back down onto the bed, needing more skin to skin contact. His stomach jumps when you slide off him, shimmying down his body and curling your fingers into his waistband. His pants were tented and he couldn’t believe you were about to pull them off right now. Your lips meet his pelvic bone which makes him gasp.

“Shit, baby. Please” and you know exactly what he means. So you pull the sweatpants along with his boxers down, allowing him to spring free. Your brain short circuits as you look at the sheer size of him. You need to taste him immediately which is why you give no warning when you suck the head of his cock into your mouth. The precum is sweet on your tongue as Neil moans out, hips lifting to find some relief.

Seeing how well he responds you suck as much of him as you can into your mouth. He’s whining needily which urges you in to suck him for all he’s worth. Seeing how hard he has gotten for you has made you so wet you can feel it soaking through your underwear. When it all becomes too much for him he pulls you off, not wanting to finish before pleasuring you. “My turn baby, been dying to taste you for so long now”

Your eyes can barely leave his cock, now covered in your spit and hard against his stomach. It clearly needs attention but he wants to take care of you. So Neil lays you back in his spot, his own hands dipping underneath the fabric of your pants and pulling them down your legs. Neil’s eyes never leave your body as it is fully revealed to him. As much as you want to be shy you know you shouldn’t be based on the way he is looking at you, so you open your legs for him to see. “You’re so wet baby”

“All for you” you tell him and he grins, finger reaching out and sliding through your folds. Your head falls back when it bumps against your clit and Neil smiles before repeating the same action with his tongue. He had imagined how you would taste hundreds of times but this was better. You tasted so much better than anything he could’ve conjured up. Neil is no longer worried about going too far and has started to devour you like a man starved. He’s so good and you are so glad you finally decided to do this. Imagining going back to a life without Neil eating you was a life not worth living.

“Fuck, I need to be inside of you baby” and you nod eagerly, grinning at the slick that covers his chin. He watches as you reach to the bedside table, opening the drawer, and grabbing a condom you had stashed in there. Neil knows now you had been planning this all along. He wastes no time putting it on before lining up at your entrance. Your hands hold his biceps, eagerly waiting the moment he’d break that barrier for you. Officially make you no longer a virgin.

You’re whimpering as he runs his tip through your folds, on the verge of begging him to do something when finally he pushes in only slightly. You wince which makes him freeze. “It’s okay, keep going”

“You sure?” and you nod, holding him close as he slowly moves inside. It doesn’t take long for the pain to turn to pleasure and Neil closes his eyes, trying to think of anything else other than the fact that you were practically sucking him in. Usually the image of Nolan in his underwear did it for him.

“Please move” you whisper and Neil nods feverishly, slowly pulling his hips back before thrusting back into you. You don’t expect the low moan to rattle out of you due to the movement and once it reaches Neil’s ears he finds a quick pace, pumping into you like a man who no longer has anything holding back.

“Shit, you feel so good” Neil doesn’t think he has ever experienced this type of bliss before. There will never again be no better feeling in the world especially because the girl he loves so much is now marked entirely as his. You have no idea about the ring he has stashed away for graduation, and you have no idea he had planned on marrying you since the first day you both met. He would’ve been fine waiting until marriage but for once he finally understands why it was so good to wait for the right person. Yes, sex could be about the feeling but when you love the person you’re experiencing it with it adds an entire layer of pleasure. Charlie never understood that, Neil couldn’t wait to tell him. Charlie deserved this feeling too.

“Baby, I’m so close” you pant out, and Neil smiles as he leans down to kiss you. He can feel the way you clench around him and he knows he won’t last long. So he moves to speed up the process. You gasp the moment his hand meets your clit, and his mouth meets your nipple. Neil may have been a virgin but he also knew Charlie all his life. He was an expert because of his friend by senior year of high school.

The action alone has you coming undone in seconds, clenching around him so tightly Neil’s movements falter for a moment. When you relax into the mattress, a blissed out look on your face, Neil finds himself letting go and finishing right behind you. When his body weight lands on top of you, you can’t help but smile. Your hand meets the back of his head, fingers running through his hair as he kisses your neck.

“I can’t believe you expect me to still go to play practice after this and remember my lines” Neil says which has you giggling in an instant and Neil hisses when you flutter around his dick still buried deep inside of you. Slowly he pulls out, both of you breathing heavily from the action.

“I’m sorry baby, I just couldn’t wait” you tell him and he smiles as he kisses you sweetly.

“I can’t wait to tell Charlie” he says once he pulls away and you roll your eyes at the mention of his friend. One you had only met once or twice on a Winter or Summer break but knew was Neil’s best friend.

“Of course you would say that” you tell him because whenever Neil accomplished anything his first instinct was to always call Charlie. Charlie heard he got the lead in the play before you did. Yet after everything they had been through together, sometimes you just had to deal with it.

“What, he’s my best friend” Neil defends as you just giggle and pull his lips back to your own.

“Yeah well tell him he has to share”

[hyacinthi-mortem]

TW- SUICIDE, BLOOD, MC DEATH, ANGST

NO HAPPY ENDING.

The fic is under the cut

I'm sorry for writing this but I needed to, I'll go back to writing fluff again soon I swear 😭

@mighthavebeenmurder your post induced this, the promised angst is here

(Further warning- Todd dies)

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'I never had the chance to say 'I love you', or 'goodbye.''

He could see him, hear him, but why couldn't Neil hear him crying his name, why did he still press the gun to his head, god he looked so beautiful in the moonlight.

A single gunshot rang out, clear as anything through the night and Puck's crown came tumbling down.

Todd screamed, one long cry of terror and agony as he watched Neil crumple to the floor, the blood pooling by his feet appearing on his hands, running up his arms as he cried, staining him red as he sank to the floor trying so desperately to scrub the blood of the boy, he thought was so full of life that he could never die, off of his arms.

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He woke in a pool of sweat, and tears.

Blankets kicked across the room, as he stared at the bed that once belonged to Neil, now empty, nothing left of him except a faded Harvard flag and a box, a box to which Neil pressed the key for into Todd's hand after the play, as he begged, pleaded, for him to open after his father took him home, as he whispered a confession into Todd's ear before his father tore him away and he let him go. He let Neil go.

Todd wiped the tears from his face and looked away, he still hadn't opened it, maybe if he didn't it would all be a dream- Neil couldn't really be gone could he? The casket could've been empty, he could be...

No.

"I'm sorry, I-" He whispered, looking towards the ceiling, and further, to the sky and the stars, as he begged for something, anything to wake him from this living hell.

Todd turned over, a half hearted attempt to push himself towards the edge of sleep, but he felt the cold metal of a key press into his chest, so cold, he thought, how cold was Neil when they found him, or was he bleeding out on the floor still, did they hear the shot or did they sleep through it, did they...

He sat up, clutching as his chest as he struggled to breathe, heart breaking in his chest as he cried, the thoughts of Neil lying there alone burnt into his mind, each tear a drop of blood on pale skin, on the wooden floors, on the- He stumbled out of bed, head pounding as he tripped and fell to the floor, hissing in pain before getting back up and taking the small wooden box from his wardrobe and kneeling on the floor, hands trembling, to open it.

Inside, a small letter, Todd's name written messily on the front, blurring as tears smudged the ink before he shoved it in his coat pocket.

He ran. Ran out of hellton, away from the poets, away from keating, away from it all, as he fell to his knees at the pier.

His breath hangs in the air, little puffs of smoke surrounding him as he fills his pockets with stones, weighing him down as the steps into the freezing water; deeper and deeper into the murky depths until he breathes in, one last painful breath until it hits him, a sudden sense of calm.

All of a sudden he feels so small, the stars above him fade away, and as death embraces him he clutches the letter to his chest, his last thoughts blurring together until the final one.

'I never got to tell you I love you.'

[movielp-pany]

something something, summer camp dps au

[losing-victor]

Anderperry soulmates au where they each get a word or a sentence tattoed on their skin, and it's the embodiment of their soulmate.

Neil gets Memento Mori

Todd gets Carpe Diem