#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

[wrenteen75]

[lizzieandersoncore]

[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

[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