#the poets

[common-p1ace]

Charlie turning to Knox one day: dude your so obknoxious

The rest of the poets: ...okay???

Charlie: wtf is wrong with you all? that shit was comedy gold.

[mortic2n]

I don’t care if it’s historically inaccurate, Charlie Dalton would definitely listen to David Bowie and Billy Joel to the point the other poets got so fed up of him..

[ghostthewriter09]

Dps boys at the aquarium

Todd: Hey, Neil, look at the fish

Neil: And just like that I’m no longer depressed

Charlie: *running with his hands full of plastic bags* Steven: Char, what the fuck are you doing?

Charlie, who doesn’t understand the concept of aquariums: I have to free them!

Todd, whose special interest is fish: Oh and that’s a clownfish. They *insert 200 different facts about clownfish*

*They stop at the gift shop*

Steven: I’m going to get us best friend necklaces

Cam: We’re friends?

Gerard: Is anyone hungry? I brought-

Everyone: Y e s

Cam: If I fell in the water, would you save me

Charlie: Eh, i don’t know. Maybe

Cam: What do you mean maybe

*Charlie walks away* Cam: THE FUCK YOU MEAN MAYBE!

Knox: that fish over there looks like Chris *Sobs*

[joytri]

let's memorise poems together

[funnyboyblues17]

Just imagining all the poets living together and one day after a huge snow storm they’re all getting ready to go outside bundling up in their coats and scarves while the smiths (time accuracy is a myth in my mind) blasts through the house and they all dance and sing along together while laughing so hard they slip in their fuzzy socks on the hard wood floor and Neil turns to Todd and smiles cause he’s never seen him in a toboggan before and he thinks he’s the sweetest sight he’s ever seen and HEBSUEGEHDU (I just realized the lack of punctuation so just imagine this is a huge run on sentence)

[inahallucination]

for his birthday, todd gets 6 blanket hoodies becuz all the poets individually came across them and all of them thought "wow todd would love this"

he does

[cameron-7]

“he is half my of my soul, as the poets say.”

(cries)

[jo-icarus]

–[...] the poet stands in the remains.

★The Poets, Jo Icarus. (wip)

[springs-hurts]

ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴏᴇᴛs sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟿

Was this freedom?

[common-p1ace]

Okay but you can't tell me that "Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want" by The Smiths ISNT like- one of the most Neil Perry coded songs of all time. Because it is.

"Barbarism Begins At Home" is a great song for the Poets as a whole, and "Still Ill" is the good old angsty Anderperry.

I'm not saying these are the only songs that fit the silly goobers, these are just some of my personal favourites :)

[sonicandvisualsurprises]

1958

[ghostthewriter09]

Professions after DPS ends (non canon)

Todd: English teacher (canon), writer in his free time (my head canon) Neil: Broadway actor Charlie: Bartender (I cannot explain this) Meeks: Therapist Pitts: Either physics teacher or biomedical engineer Cameron: Writer Knox: Lawyer who ends up very unsatisfied with his job and ends up at his parents place

[day-reveries]

Todd wasn't that religious before Neil died but after he did die, Todd would pray every night, begging every god in the universe to switch his and Neil's places. He would sob and say things like "he would contribute so much to this world so bring him back and take me instead please." through tears. Every night, even after Welton, after college or university. He'd never get married, telling the poets the only person he could ever love was gone and so was he.

the poets would check up on Todd every week, scared he was gonna do something drastic one night just to see Neil one more time.

Todd would have a note on his desk, just in case he ever did make the same decision Neil did all those years ago.

" I'm going to see Neil." is all it would say, he would leave everything he owned to the poets, even Cameron just so Cam knew Todd forgave him.

[inahallucination]

wrote a quick anderperry drabble, blacked out, woke up to this fic

summary:

Soon, Neil would stop checking, and Todd would fade into the background. This didn’t bother him. Generally, Todd preferred the background; it was quieter, with fewer expectations. It was almost nice. So, he wasn’t expecting anything with dread. It was a quiet sort of understanding that he carried himself with. / or: moments during todds first year at welton where he learned that the poets were here to stay

/

very anderperry focused; its like 'neil and the poets' in todds head becuz gay ig

[guy60660]

The Poets