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lesbicosmos · 2 years ago

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day 5 of @chrisginnyweek !!

day 5 prompt: celebration

my interpretation: someone's birthday

summary: the group can't decide what cake to bake neil for his birthday, so neil suggests they bake all of them and turn it into a competition. basically just chris and ginny baking together with some fun friendgroup chaos at the end

also on ao3!!

something so precious about this

Neil’s birthday was just a few days away, and none of his friends could decide on one type of cake to make for him. When they asked him about this dilemma, he’d given them a suggestion.

“Why don’t you all make the cakes you think I’d like, and I’ll decide which is best? Turn it into a fun competition! Then there’ll be extra cake left at the end too, which I don’t think any of you would be against.”

It was a brilliant idea, and everyone else had agreed. They’d arranged to work in pairs – Todd with Charlie, Meeks with Pitts, Knox with Cameron, and of course Chris with Ginny. Neil’s birthday was a Sunday, and he had rehearsals on the Saturday for a scene Ginny wasn’t needed for, so they were all going to go to each other’s houses then to bake the cakes. Then, everyone was going to meet at Ginny’s on Sunday so Neil could judge their creations; Ginny’s parents and Chet were out at a football game and wouldn’t be back all weekend, so they’d have the house to themselves.

“What’s the cake plan, then?” Chris asked, taking Ginny by the hand into the kitchen. Since getting together, they’d found they were always physically close whenever they could be, whenever no one was around to say anything to them.

“I’m thinking chocolate. Everyone loves chocolate cake.”

“Is that not a bit boring?”

Ginny thought for a moment, then appeared to have a revelation.

“Strawberries! We need to put strawberries on there, they’re Neil’s favourite.”

“Are you sure you’re not just saying that because they’re your favourite?” Chris teased.

“No, they’re his favourite, too. It’s one of the many things we bond over. We take turns taking a box of them to rehearsals to share. It’s our thing.”

“Sounds like something that could be a competition winner to me.”

Ginny grinned, letting go of Chris’s hand to reach up and rummage through her kitchen cupboards.

“We should have everything for it, my mum and I bake together all the time. Oh, the recipe should be somewhere, could you look in that box?” Still stood on her tiptoes looking in the cupboard, Ginny pointed down towards a small metal box that was once painted blue but had now chipped that sat on the counter.

Chris opened the box; it was full of slips of paper, some clearly more used than others. She flicked through one until she found the one titled ‘Chocolate Cake’.

“Found it,” she said, pulling it out of the box and turning around to see that Ginny was no longer on tiptoes and had pulled all of the ingredients down from the cupboard onto the counter.

“I think this is everything, right? Flour, sugar, butter, cocoa, baking soda, eggs?”

“Yep. This just has chocolate and cream on it too, for the top.”

“Oh, yeah. We’ll get to that later.”

Ginny pulled a glass mixing bowl and a set of baking scales out of one of the cupboards closer to the ground and placed them on the counter before getting a wooden mixing spoon from out of a drawer. She read one of the instructions over Chris’s shoulder, then set the oven to the right temperature.

“So it’s eight ounces of butter and eight ounces of sugar, you mix those together first,” Chris read from the recipe card.

Ginny carefully weighed out the measurements, and then transferred the ingredients to the mixing bowl.

“This bit’s difficult at first, you’ve got to get this smooth,” she said, picking up the spoon and starting to mix the butter and the sugar together.

Chris just watched her girlfriend, slightly concerned at how attractive she found her in that moment, sleeves rolled up and focused - not that she was complaining at all.

“I can see you staring, you know.”

Chris quickly looked away, blushing in embarrassment, but Ginny let go of the spoon, leaving it in the bowl under her arm so she had one hand free to take Chris’s cheek in her hands.

“Hey, I didn’t say you had to stop. You look really pretty.”

Now Chris was blushing for an entirely different reason. She moved her face slightly so that she could kiss Ginny’s hand.

“You look gorgeous. We should bake together more often.”

“Just want to keep staring, huh? Well, I can’t say I’d reject that offer, darling.”

“Okay, stop. I might implode if I blush any more.”

Ginny just laughed, setting the mixing bowl back down on the table.

“Eggs next, yeah?”

Chris nodded, “Four.”

“Do you wanna do them?”

“Uh, sure.”

Chris took one of the eggs out of the carton and tapped it on the edge of the mixing bowl. It didn’t even crack.

“You’ve got to hit it harder than that, Chris,” Ginny chuckled, taking another one from the carton and demonstrating.

Chris copied and the egg broke, perhaps a bit too much.

“Sorry, I think I got a bit of the shell in there.”

“Oh well. One tiny bit of shell’s nothing, can you imagine the catastrophic scenes that must be happening at the boys’ houses right now? I bet Charlie’s kitchen’s covered in sugar or something.”

“I can see that happening.”

While Ginny mixed in the eggs, Chris measured out the flour, cocoa powder, and baking soda. As she poured them into the bowl, however, a cloud of dust shot up into the air and both of them began coughing.

“Careful with the flour, Chris.”

“Sorry!”

They burst out laughing once the powder cloud had died down. Then, Chris dipped her hand into the flour back and pulled it out, throwing some at Ginny.

“Hey!”

Ginny copied, throwing flour at Chris.

Eventually it turned into a full blown flour fight, Chris and Ginny chasing each other around the island in the middle of the kitchen, throwing handfuls of flour at one another. It was getting all over the place, and if Ginny’s parents were home they might be having an aneurism at the sight, but at that exact second, Ginny couldn’t care less. This moment was precious, a core memory made with her girlfriend, and she wouldn’t miss it for anyone. Once they’d both calmed down, they had flour all over their face; mostly on their noses. Ginny reached out to brush it from Chris’s face at the same time as Chris did the same to her, so they ended up both with their hands on each other’s cheeks.

“You’ve got a bit of…” Chris stroked Ginny’s face and the flour was brushed away, instead falling onto her t-shirt.

“You’ve got a bit of…” Ginny stroked Chris’s bottom lip, but her thumb lingered.

They stayed silent for a few seconds, then Chris surged forward to catch Ginny’s lips with her own. Chris leaned further in to deepen the kiss, but Ginny held the wooden spoon up between their mouths.

“We can do that once this cake’s in the oven.”

Chris groaned but picked up the recipe card once again as Ginny continued mixing.

“Anything else?” Ginny asked her.

“Just milk, then the rest’s for the top.”

“Cool. You do that, I’ll butter the cake tin.”

As Chris measured out the milk and mixed it into the rest of the batter, Ginny took the stick of butter, sliding it around the inside of the tin so that the mixture wouldn’t stick. Then, she took the bowl of cake mix on one arm and the wooden spoon in the other, carefully pouring it into the cake tin.

“There we go,” she said, placing the bowl back onto the counter.

“Oh, there’s still a bit left in the bowl, Gin!” Chris replied quickly, but Ginny was already leaning down to put the cake into the oven and set the timer.

“See, darling, that’s our reward.”

Ginny stepped back over to the counter, picking up the spoon and bringing it to her mouth.

“It’s so good. Try some.”

She offered the spoon to Chris, who leaned forward to lick the spoon too.

“Mhm,” she hummed. “Pretty good reward.”

“Right?”

“I can think of a better one, though.”

“Yeah?” Ginny raised her eyebrows.

Chris stepped closer to her girlfriend and brought their lips together once again. They both tasted like chocolate.

“Oh, yeah, I think I prefer this reward,” Ginny said, manoeuvring them so that Chris sat up on the kitchen counter and Ginny stood between her knees. One hand was on Chris’s waist, keeping her stable, and the other was at the nape of her neck, fingers running through soft blonde hair.

Chris used the slight height difference created by the counter to her advantage, deepening the kiss. This time, no wooden spoon came up between them to break them apart – they simply stayed like that, the two of them together creating a perfect rhythm that caused butterflies in both their stomachs.

The kiss felt like it lasted forever, but also as though it was only a minute. Evidently, it was closer to the first one, as they were shocked apart by the sound of the timer chiming to tell them the cake was cooked. The two of them laughed, both breathless, and stayed where they were, their foreheads pressed together.

“Better get the cake out,” Ginny sighed, and Chris felt her breath on her face.

“Yeah.”

Ginny kissed Chris’s nose before stepping away and taking the cake out of the oven.

“While that cools, we can get started on the decorations.”

“The ganache is fairly easy, just melt chocolate and mix in some cream.”

‘Fairly easy’ it was. They made the ganache in around five minutes and set it off to the side for when the cake was fully cooled.

“We should get the strawberries sliced ready,” said Chris, opening the fridge and taking out a punnet of fruit.

As soon as she set them down on the counter, Ginny had opened them, stealing one and biting into it.

“What?” she said, noticing the way Chris was looking at her, half puzzled, half utterly in love. “I’m making sure they’re good strawberries!”

“Sure, Gin.”

“I am!” Ginny pouted dramatically, getting the chopping board and a knife.

She began slicing the strawberries, putting them into a bowl for later.

“See, there’s some left anyway!”

“I also noticed there’s more ganache in that bowl than in the recipe…”

“Yeah that…may have been intentional. You’ve got to try this, though.”

Ginny stepped over to the bowl of ganache, taking the last few strawberries with her. She took one, dipped it into the chocolate and offered it to Chris, who eagerly took a bite.

“That’s so good, holy shit."

“Right? If this cake doesn’t win, I’m suing.”

“Suing who, Neil?” Chris laughed.

“Yes. I’m suing my best friend.”

“Well, good luck with that,” said Chris as she took another strawberry, dipping it into the ganache.

Soon enough, the cake was fully cool and ready to decorate.

“Because of the milk in the cake, it’ll be moist enough that we don’t need any filling. I’d have suggested just slicing it in half and laying some strawberry slices through the middle, but we kind of ate the extra ones so that idea’s out the window.”

“Just the ganache and topping strawberries then?”

“Yep.”

The cake was out of the tin now, sitting on a cooling rack. With Chris holding the rack and Ginny pouring the ganache, the cake was soon covered in chocolate (there may have still been some extra ganache left afterwards, but it wasn’t left for long).

“How do you wanna lay the strawberries on?” Ginny asked.

“Circles from the outside in?”

“Sounds good to me.”

They took it in turns to lay the slices of strawberry on top of the cake until it was covered and there were no strawberries left.

“There."

“It’s perfect.”

The next day, the baking competitors all arrived before Neil did, so they could set them all up along the kitchen counter.

Charlie and Todd arrived first. They’d had the same idea about the strawberries, only they’d gone all out – or, tried to, at least. Their cake was pink, and they’d laid thin strips of fruit on top of the icing in the shape of the number 18. It would have been exquisite; had it been put together better. The two layers seemed wonkily placed on top of one another and the icing was melting off as if they’d iced it before the cake was fully cool. Todd and Charlie still seemed proud of it and were convinced they were going to win.

Knox and Cameron arrived next, with their attempted lemon cake. They also seemed to have missed the instruction to wait until the cake is fully cool before icing it, as the drizzle that was intended to sit on top had instead soaked into the sponge, spelling out the ghost of the phrase ‘Happy Birthday Neil’.

Meeks and Pitts were the last bakers to arrive, bringing their attempt at a Victoria sponge. Everything seemed to have gone smoothly – the jam and icing seemed evenly spread throughout the middle of the cake and didn’t appear to be soaking in. The only problem, however, was the sheer amount of icing sugar that had been sprinkled on the top.

“We forgot you had to sift it,” Pitts claimed.

“It was even worse before, believe us.”

Chris and Ginny had to try not to laugh at everyone else’s attempts at birthday cake and were filled with even more confidence that they were going to win.

Around ten minutes after Meeks and Pitts had arrived, the doorbell rang yet again and everyone crowded around the door, yelling ‘Happy Birthday!’ at Neil as he entered.

“Thanks guys,” he laughed, following everyone into the kitchen.

“Wow,” was all Neil said as he looked at the four cakes that sat on the Danburrys’ kitchen counter. “These look…interesting.”

Ginny snorted, covering it up with a cough.

“How are you judging them?” Todd asked him.

Neil hummed, thinking for a moment.

“I’ll do three different ratings, looks, taste and overall idea. Then whoever wins most out of three wins overall.”

“Who wins looks then?” Meeks chimed in, smiling through the knowledge that him and Pitts didn’t stand a chance at winning that category.

“I’m gonna say the chocolate one.”

Chris and Ginny both internally cheered. They weren’t going to reveal whose cake was whose until the end, hopefully to avoid favouritism.

“Taste test!” Charlie rushed to the cutlery drawer, taking out a fork and offering it to Neil as if it were Excalibur and he was King Arthur.

Neil laughed and took it, first digging it into Chris and Ginny’s chocolate cake.

“Okay, strong contender here, that’s amazing.”

The girls tried to hide their reactions as best they could. Neil moved on, trying the other three cakes and enjoying them all.

“Okay they were all good, but I think I’m going to have to go with this one,” Neil pointed his fork at Todd and Charlie’s bright pink cake.

Charlie was slightly less subtle about his excitement, but somehow Neil didn’t notice the middle finger and wide grin he shot at the other six people in the room.

“Last round!” called Ginny.

“Go on then, who had the best overall idea?” asked Knox, having at this point accepted that it wasn’t going to be him and Cameron.

Neil stood there, loudly humming as if indecisive, though it was obvious he’d already chosen a winner but was just being his usual dramatic self.

“The winner is…”

He paused, and Charlie started doing a drum roll on the countertop.

“This one.”

He pointed once again…at Todd and Charlie’s cake.

“Yes! Ha!” Charlie shouted, turning to Todd to high five him.

“What can I say? Strawberry cakes are my favourite.” Neil looked directly at Todd, as if knowing this was absolutely his idea.

“Favouritism,” Ginny said between fake coughs.

“Hey, he didn’t even know which cake was ours!” Todd protested.

“I don’t care, I’m still calling favouritism,” Ginny replied stubbornly.

He had to have known which cake was whose, that’s the only way he would have chosen the cake his best friend and boyfriend made together.

Ginny couldn’t be fake-annoyed for too long , because Chris had leaned over and whispered in her ear, “You know, you’re cute when you get competitive.”

She blushed at that.

“And besides, them winning means we get more of our cake to ourselves.”

“Oh, yeah!”

That’s how the rest of the afternoon was spent – all nine of them sat in Ginny’s living room, eating each other’s cakes. The girls had to be honest: despite the monstrosities that were the appearances of the boys’ cakes, they all tasted pretty good.

“We should do baking contests more often,” said Chris.

“Yes!” Ginny seemed oddly more eager than the rest, who all seemed to look at her somewhat amusedly. “What? I love baking.”

Sure, that was true, but the real reason she couldn’t wait to do this again was because of the amount of time she got to spend with Chris, just being together and being themselves and being truly happy. She would bake with Chris every single day if she could; and was intent on doing so as often as possible.

#how is it day 5 already wtf #anyway i loved writing this one #dps #dead poets society #dps fandom #dps fanfic #chris noel #ginny danburry #chrisginny #chrisginnyweek

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merp-blerp · 2 years ago

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Movies that Might Make Good Musicals in My Opinion & Why

So I made a list of musicals that might make good movie musicals before, so now I'll do vice versa. Just like most list I make, this will be long, detailed, and possibly edited later. Sorry, lol.

Dead Poets Society

So I've heard talk of this already existing or being in development, but I haven't seen anything, so this might just be more of a “what I hope for” thing. The movie was also already a stage show. This should have a John Patrick Shanley’s Prodigal Son type vibe, not just because Robert Sean Leonard is in that show too, but the sense of the script and feel of the show. I can see the music having a Spring Awakening sound to it. I think a musical would be a great way to improve upon the film in some areas, like Knox and Chris’s romance that bordered on creepy (and underdeveloped), and the Nuwanda stuff that was pretty insensitive to Native Americans. Also, maybe change how... white the film was, in terms of cast and extras. Brown v. Board had happened by 1959; there could've been students of color (maybe the casting reflected how rigid Welton Academy was, but that should be acknowledged, which it wasn't, if so). And please keep Neil and Todd’s queer subtext, or better yet, make the queerness explicit. And I don't know if he can sing or anything, but I'd die to see Ethan Hawke, or really any of the og poets play Keating. Ethan now just reminds me the most of Keating for some reason, and I think it’d be touching.

Wild Nights with Emily

Emily Dickinson’s poems are famous for being pretty musical, so a musical about her would be cool. Wild Nights with Emily is one of my favorite piece of media about Dickinson because it doesn't portray her as a boring shut-in who wrote boring poetry, a far cry from who she was. It was also the right amount of silly for me personally (I love Apple TV’s Dickinson, but the modern humor could be a bit much for me sometimes. But that's just a me thing, not an inherent flaw of the show. It's storyline is also a bit too long for a musical, it being a series). Turning Emily’s poems to songs would be easy (?) because of how she wrote them; they already fit songs like "House of the Rising Sun", "The Yellow Rose of Texas", etc. Dickinson’s “Split The Lark” song kills me every time (straight up cast Ella Hunt in this hypothetical show would be a cool idea). And I could see Mabel singing lines from Emily's poems and warping them as a villain song since she seemingly did that in real life.

The Sandlot

I love musicals staring a bunch of kids. I like feeling impressed and like they're more talented than me. The Sandlot would be fun. I could see it being performed in the round. I don't have many detailed thoughts about this one right now honestly. I just like the idea. And I love this movie.

Rocketman

This one feels like it was supposed to be on stage from the get-go. The movie, especially during the title number, felt like the world’s most detailed proshot. Not a flaw to me, but to some.

The Iron Giant

I'm glad this once underrated flick has gotten more attention over the years. Even though it's amazing, I always felt like there could be more to it. Like we could develop Dean and Annie's relationship beyond one or two-ish scenes of bonding and boom! Relationship. Or maybe cut out their romantic connection entirely, as it's not necessary. And include the deleted scene (that was included in the extended cut) of Dean seeing Giant’s dream projected on the his TV so that his views on Giant changing when he almost attacks Hogarth make a bit more sense. I think it wouldn't hurt for the story to be longer. I don't know how the technicalities of the show would work with Giant and how big he is. There's a King Kong musical, so maybe something like that, or of course scaling down Giant in the process but still making him big. It’d be an impressive puppet.

Secondhand Lions

This film should be a classic! If you haven't seen the it I recommend it. It has a similar-esque story to The Iron Giant, being about a boy making friends with a non human creature (a lion if you didn't guess). The film just deserves more attention. EDIT: So I recently rewatched this film and notice what might be the actor playing young Garth (who's white) with a painted face to look darker during one of Hub’s backstories. It might've just been the lighting on the scene, but it might not be. This would obviously be really bad, so some kind of musical remake could be an opportunity to fix this issue. Just a heads up that it might be there.

Pippi Longstocking

If you can't tell, kids' movies to me would be the easiest to turn into musicals. I grew up with the Swedish version of Pippi (English dubbed) thanks to my dad. I loved it, along with the American film, cartoon, and even the Shirley Temple Show version. It could work as a musical. The films and show already had their own different theme songs.

The Lorax

I know this might sound odd. Of all the films on this list, I want this one the most. The Illumination film, while fun, had a lot of flaws (no shame if you still liked it), such as marketing for the film contradicting its own message, the film being too safe, etc. But that's exactly why I think a stage show would work. It could improve on the film. Like having better characterization and being less gimmicky. I would also want it to be a bit more faithful to the book/TV short film in a few ways. If it's possible on stage, I liked the idea of obscuring The Once-Ler’s face to symbolize that he could be anyone, including the audience if they let themselves. Maybe even make Once-Ler a gender-ambiguous role to reflect that more. And the story ending with the child (Ted in the film, unnamed in the book/TV short) being given the tree seed and walking away from The Once-Ler’s home, reminding the audience that there is hope to save the trees, but it hasn't been done yet, as the trees are still in danger unless people care to help the trees. The film’s very happy ending arguably only serves as inspiration porn rather than actually teaching people to care about the trees. I could see “Let It Grow” staying in some way as a song sung by The Lorax and his animal friends in the beginning when Once-Ler first arrives at the forest, trying to convince him to not harm the trees. Maybe even obscure the child’s identity and gender to symbolize that they could be anyone as well. Make the Once-Ler’s rise to greed longer than just one song. You don't destroy the trees in a day. You don't become a monster in a day. It would hit better. And make Once-Ler’s destruction a conscious choice rather than blame his unawareness of the trees' deaths. Maybe even have him lie initially about his awareness of the trees to Thneedvile till he confesses to the kid that he did know, but didn't care so he could make money. Companies lie like that all the time. Imagine a scene immediately after his full transmission to evil (“How Bad Can I Be?” in the film) where he looks upon the treeless land and actually looks apathetic towards it and only cares when he realizes it will ruin his business since he can't find an alternative to tree fluff/leaves; he doesn't express true care till he talks about it to the child/Ted, as he's only realized his folly over the years. There are some things from the film that could be saved, like the memorial Lorax and the animals have for the UNLESS tree. That was the best addition the film made. And include the cut song “Biggering” rather than “How Bad Can I Be?”! That was a masterpiece and should've never been cut. Or better yet, have bits of “How bad can I be” performed at the beginning of Once-Ler’s poor decision-making, and have “Biggering” be this sort of final crescendo before his complete downfall. Like “How Bad Can I Be?” is a cut-up as a prologue(s). The demo version of “Thneedvile” also added to Ted/the kid more, so I think that would stay too. All the cut songs actually add a lot to the story and have great humor, but the film wanted to be marketable and as inoffensive as possible rather than good (and was made by one of the most money-hungry, Once-Ler-like film companies ever). I would want a slightly more dark approach to the massaging. Show more of the effects of the world losing trees rather than just talk about how bad it is. Show us why we should care. Maybe include an endangered animal in the story and have it go extinct thanks to The Once-Ler’s practices. Just something. The message could even be extended to not just care about the trees, but the natural world as a whole, as global warming and other issues like it are still as big of problems as ever.

Jennifer's Body

I think we need more horror musicals. We have Carrie The Musical, Starkid’s Hatchetfield Universe, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Jekyll and Hyde, etc. so a horror musical isn't as odd as it might sound at first. I liked the film, but there were some things that if feel could us an update. Like the dialogue being very cheesy and dated (nothing wrong if you like that, I get its appeal; it's just not my thing unless done in a particular way). Or Needy and Jen’s attraction to each other being treated more as sapphic fetishization to get guys to see the movie rather than it being there for representation (especially in the trailers for the film). I think it would be nice to see more pre-succubus Jennifer, and her friendship with Needy pre-succubus, so that it could be a bit more sad when she's changes and so that the change is felt more. It would also make it more sad when Needy has to kill her. I want more pain or hesitance from Needy having to fight and kill Jen. Even though she knows it's not Jennifer anymore it still can't be easy to deal with your best friend/crush dying twice. They were friends from childhood, it has to be a least a little painful. I guess I just want a bit more heart behind it than the film had (not that I thought the film didn't have any).

The Invisible Man

We have Jekyll and Hyde and Frankenstein musicals. Griffin might as well join his mad scientist bros. This would almost definitely have to be a musical movie because I have no idea how you would make Griffin look invisible on stage practically. I really like gothic musicals and I think this could have a similar vibe. Griffin’s more blatantly asshole-y behavior when compared to Jekyll and Frankenstein’s well-meaning but flawed natures could make him and the musical stand out against its other mad scientist processors.

#musicals #broadway #dead poets society #wild nights with emily #the sandlot #rocketman #the iron giant #secondhand lions #pippi longstocking #the lorax #jennifer's body #jennifer’s body #the invisible man #frankinstein #frankinstein musical #jekyll and hyde

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poetrusicperry · 4 years ago

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the poets go to ikea for the first time !!!

sooo this morning i made a list of things i have to take back to college with me and i always pack my stuff in these big, blue ikea bags which got me thinking about what the poets would be like in ikea bc i genuinely cannot do anything anymore without thinking about how the poets would do it HAHA. so here we are lol– i hope you guys like this !!(:

neil: something tells me that neil would really enjoy ikea. there are so many tiny little relics and fun decorations to browse as well as models/displays that are so nicely put together. just the right kinds of things to appease neil’s hidden juvenile wants (since he never got to experience a real childhood with his parents treating him like an adult since he was like 8). for example: all of the neat little stuffed animals and children’s bedroom sets that have all sorts of fun colors, etc. neil would appreciate the whole aesthetic of the store as well, liking how well-organized and modern it is inside. would definitely hide behind pieces of furniture in the displays to scare todd. also he is in charge of pushing the cart (that charlie is proudly sitting in bc he doesn’t want to “walk around everywhere”).

todd: like neil, todd appreciates the feel of the place bc he’s always had a bit of an interest in interior design, but is a little bit overwhelmed with just how big it is both outside and inside. desperately wants a djungelskog bear (which neil buys for him, bc of all the things neil struggles with, saying “no” to todd is certainly the biggest one). genuinely freaks out every single time neil scares him, even if he should see it coming after the second or third time. trails behind the group, (as he seemingly always does), taking special note of certain things he’d like to have in his own house one day (’:

knox: upon being invited, he seemed hesitant bc it’s just a furniture store, big whoop (”will there be girls there at least?”), but once they got there he was incredibly thrilled that there was a cafeteria and insisted that they go there both before shopping and after shopping (”look at how big the store is, don’t you think we’ll be hungry again by the time we’re done?”). definitely would rather be doing something else, but is just happy to be spending time around his pals (:

charlie: as previously stated, king of the cart. refuses to get out and walk because it’s “a big store and he’s tired.” neil doesn't mind pushing him, though. fully embraces the semi-chaotic feel of ikea during the weekend (so many people, which is not good for todd, but charlie full-on thrives). he would also insist on actually buying a few pieces of new furniture for his and cameron’s room (completely oblivious to the fact that he will actually need to assemble the pieces himself until they get down to the warehouse), even though it would most definitely be confiscated by mr. hager (”they’ll only confiscate it if they find it,” charlie says, to which cameron replies, “i’m pretty sure a full size vanity and bureau would be pretty easy to scope out, dumbass.” then they both flip each other off). he is definitely the reason knox decided to come after charlie begged him for at least ten minutes (”c’mon, knoxious, it’ll be fun! even if there aren’t girls there, you’ll still have me to look at (;”). offers to buy neil a couple of the stuffed animals he’s been eyeing bc he just wants to see his best friend happy. has to go back up and around the store to take note of numbers of the furniture he actually wants bc he didn’t understand how it worked (”all that time in the cart, wasted” and ”they should really have like an instruction manual before entering the store??”). and enlists meek’s help trying to find the right boxes of parts because “he’s smart like that”. still stays squished in the cart even when he puts all the boxes in it

meeks: just along for the ride, honestly. he just likes spending time with his buddies, but isn’t hesitant about going out and doing things like knox (“i’ll try anything once!”). gets into a pillow fight with pitts in one of the displays, garnering the attention of an ikea employee who sternly asks them to “act their age” and to “fix all the things they made fall on the ground”. the most adventurous eater at the cafeteria; tries the swedish meatballs and really likes them (”we have to come back here just to eat these again, guys”). rates each display on a scale of 1-10 and gives reasons for why he likes things and why he doesn’t (mostly in a joking way).

pitts: bumps his head on some of the hanging arrow signs that direct you into the next section of the store, sighs after every time. buys matching stuffed animals with meeks (’: is the designated driver, and never asks for gas money from his friends bc like knox and meeks, he just likes hanging out (but they give him gas money anyway !!). asks neil for a turn pushing the cart, which neil agrees to. when in control of the cart, bumps it into things, much to charlie’s displeasure (”wouldn’t peg you as a horrible cart driver since you’re the only one with your license, but alas, i was wrong”). feels v bad for getting in trouble w meeks about the pillow fighting and makes sure to fix any messed up things in any of the displays following the incident. also unsure of how much space is in the car for charlie’s boxes, leading him to argue against the purchase of any items.

cameron: also didn’t get the allure of a furniture store, but tagged along because he wanted to get off campus (and really does care about making time and hanging out with his friends, though he’d never admit that). pickiest when it came to the food court/cafeteria (”i just don’t want to try it, why do i need a reason ??”). actually considered buying a new desk organizer, but refused when charlie said it would look great on their new vanity (”charlie, they’ll confiscate that, too. how many times do i have to explain it ??”). unlike meeks, seriously rates each display on a scale of 1-10 talking about how some of the colors just don’t go, and it hurts his eyes to look at it. lowkey got lost for a bit and freaked out bc he couldn’t find anyone, but caught up with todd finally when they were exiting the kitchenette section. this caused him to ask what todd was doing all the way back behind the group, leading to a small, but nice conversation they had (”just making some notes about things i like for later on” todd had said. “that’s really cool, todd,” cameron smiled back at him, unknowing that todd was most certainly picking out things that not only he would like, but neil, too). finally caved and helped charlie build the new furniture when they got back because as much as he couldn't stand charlie sometimes, it made for an incredibly interesting bonding session.

anyway, that’s all. i feel like the poets out in public and not on campus just harness a complete chaos anywhere they go HAHA. idk if this sucked or not, but it was super fun to write hehe. happy sunday i don’t want to go to work tomorrow, but such is the life of someone who has rent and bills to pay in the coming months, sigh

#dead poets society #neil perry #todd anderson #charlie dalton #steven meeks #gerard pitts #richard cameron #dps headcanons #ikea is actually sick #but you really can get lost HAHA #dps #dps boys #anderperry #neil and todd

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i love your headcanons so much!! could we get some for the guys at a bowling alley?

YES ABSOLUTELY YOU CAN THIS IS SO CREATIVE I LOVE IT

HERE WE GO

Neil: he has never been bowling a day in his life and boy does he suck at it. he gets frustrated for a good ten minutes and then realizes hey todd is here and therefore i can't be mad so they end up having a competition even though todd has slightly more experience than him in bowling. he has a good time but he would not have if it weren't for todd :')

Todd: he's played with Jeff a few times so he kinda knows what he's doing? still, it's been a while and he doesn't quite have the skills he used to. he teaches neil all the basics and stuff while pitts is giving everyone else the rundown (in a huddle if you can imagine). he and neil end up in a whole competition at some point in which he becomes oddly competitive and ends up winning, which i love for him.

Charlie: goes in with the confidence of a god, sucks ass at it, and leaves with the same amount of confidence. misuses the terminology a lot. "ANOTHER STRIKE, BABY!" "Charlie, a strike means you hit them all. You hit one." "So,,,, a strike."

Cameron: another thing that cameron is oddly good at (it goes hand in hand with poker for some reason). he is so pissed when charlie manages to suck and be happy with sucking so he makes it his goal to show sir dalton up. he DOES and charlie has NO REACTION. but then Chris and Ginny and Chet cheer him on and all is well :)

Pitts: this man is a god at bowling. i can't explain it, but he manages to simultaneously help and crush everyone in the room. like he even gets competitive about it for a brief second, which is so unlike him lmao. he doesn't get aggressive about it but still he insists on apologizing to everyone afterwards ffhieoijeow he's too sweet

Meeks: all into keeping score. he doesn't care if the big light-up boards are keeping track of everyone's scores, he doesn't trust them. he sits down with a pad of paper and makes sure everyone is scored equally and fairly AS HE SHOULD

Fanon Knox: tries so fucking hard to impress everyone in the room and ends up sucking. but for lack of a better word, it's kinda adorkable (ew i hated that omfg). like they kinda laugh at how terrible he is (not laughing at him, laughing near him, as mr. keating would say). and even though he barely knows the rules and can barely play, he leaves the alley feeling like a god.

Chris: is just there for chet and ginny. she's their cheerleader, honestly—and i do not mean that to be misogynistic at all. she does not like bowling but she loves her besties so ofc she's gonna go!! she chills with meeks and helps him keep score while shouting encouragements at everyone because she's the sweetest most adorable fucking human on the planet :) <3

Ginny: is competing with chet the entire time, even if he doesn't know it (and she's winning). and every time chris cheers her on she just fucking mELTS because UGH CHRIS IS SO!!!!! but i do believe with all my heart that she is, above all, a great sport, and would not rub her crushing win in chet's face :)

Chet: spends so much time hyping himself up because DUH he's great at everything so bowling should be a cinch right? wrong. ends up yelling WHY IS THIS SO HARD IT JUST THROWING THINGS??? but Chris and Ginny end up giving him a bunch of tips and tricks and he leaves the place semi good at bowling!!! big ego boost and also good bonding moment. we love to see it <3

#dead poets society #dead poets society headcanons #neil perry #todd anderson #charlie dalton #nuwanda #richard cameron #gerard pitts #steven meeks #stephen meeks #knox overstreet #chris noel #ginny danburry #chet danburry

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cupiiid · 4 years ago

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//March 27th 1967//

Chris heard the door close from her place on the floor. "Babe, I'm home!" Ginny's cheery voice bounced from the doorway. She heard the clatter of keys and the dropping of a bag. it all she could think about was how much of a disaster her day had been. First, she'd been late to the office because her train had been late, then she realised she'd forgotten her lunch and finally, the asshole higher-ups had humiliated her again because she was a woman. If was bullshit! She was better than half the fuckers there.

"Honey?" Chris was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of her lover's voice searching for her.

"'M in here, Gin," she whined from the floor of their living room. Before she knew it, Ginny was standing over her, a confused look on her face, tilting he'd head in that adorable way she did that made her look a lot like a puppy, a habit she'd adopted from Neil.

"What're you doing down there, love?" Chris groaned again and put her hands over her eyes. She felt Ginny sit down next to her and pull her head into her lap, gently stroking her hair.

"Rough day?" She asked gently. Chris nodded, not removing her hands from her face. "D'you wanna talk about it." Chris sighed.

"It's just been a bunch of shit honestly." She removed her hands to get a look at Ginny, resting them on her stomach instead. She saw her lover's face harden.

"Is it those squares from the office again? If they've messed with you again, I'll kill them myself." Chris huffed a laugh at her lover's antics.

"It's just the normal stuff, no need to get involved." Ginny gave an irritated sigh.

"It's not fine, Chris. They're treating you like shit for no reason. Your writing is incredible! Why does it matter that you're a woman?" Chris smiled up at her, the other woman didn't notice, too caught up in her antics. "It's such bullshit! Do you think Todd would have to go through shit like that? No. You've worked just as hard as he has and and people still don't take you seriously." Chris hummed and traced Ginny's lips with her fingers.

"Todd still has to deal with a lot of shit. Being a woman just isn't one of them." Ginny frowned.

"Yeah, that's true. Still sucks though. I hate having to watch people belittle you. You're the most amazing person I've ever met." Chris grinned and sat up, facing her lover. She took the brunette's face in her hands.

"Look, it sucks. I'm not going to tell you it doesn't. Everyday, I wish it wasn't like this and that I'd be respected by everyone but that's just the way it is." Ginny was about to cut in but she didn't let her. "But, that doesn't mean I'm going to stop fighting. I've earned my place here. Plus, I have you and Todd and Neil and Charlie and while I'd love outside approval, the only real approval I need is you guys'." Ginny's hands came up and over her own, smiling proudly.

"I love you. I love you so much." Chris leaned forward and met her in a dizzying kiss, trying to communicate the pure love and adoration she had for the woman in front of her.

"I love you too." She whispered into her lips. "I love you more than anything." Ginny's lips traveled down her throat and for a while, she didn't think of work (or anything other than Ginny for that matter) at all.

Some while later, the two of them sat of the couch together, watching the Andy Griffith Show. It was a nice evening, it was sprinkling lightly outside and the cool weather made Chris feel better. Around five thirty, Ginny checked her watch.

"Shit," she muttered. Chris pressed a kiss to her jaw.

"What's wrong, love?"

"Todd's out late tonight, meeting with someone about his book or something and I don't think he left Neil anything to eat." Chris snickered. Neil, as lovely as he was, couldn't cook for shit. If they left him to his own devices, he'd end up with burnt mac and cheese and half the kitchen blacked with soot.

"Should we invite him over for dinner then?" Ginny looked at her.

"Are you sure? We can just relax with the two of us if you're not up to it."

"Have him over, he is your husband after all." Ginny huffed before speaking.

"You know that's only a technicality, Noel!" She said before playfully hitting Chris on the shoulder as she laughed. Once their laughter died down, Ginny pressed her lips go Chris' in a silent thank you.

It was true. Earlier that year, all four of them had a wedding ceremony. First, a hurried one at a cheap chapel where Neil and Ginny exchanged vows (trying their hardest to make the other laugh) before Chris and Todd did the same thing (also making up total bullshit). Then, after that trainwreck, once they were legally married to avoid suspicion, the four met their friends in Chris and Ginny's living room for a real (and very much illegal) wedding.

Neil and Todd went first, Charlie as Neil's best man and Jeff as Todd's while Knox 'officiated' the rest of them crowded around in the way too small room and cheered once they kissed at the end.

Ginny and Chris were second. It's still the happiest day of her life. Even though she's legally married to Todd, the look on Ginny's face when she read her vows and the hollering and champagne and cake made everything worth it. Cameron was her own best man, Charlie's partner, Alex, being Ginny's (those two had made fast friends and they were overjoyed to be Ginny's best person)

They were luckier than most. They had managed to find a house for people like them in New York, two buildings connected by a basement door. Chris and Ginny lived in one with Neil and Todd in the other, creating an allusion of two straight couples living next to each other instead of the truth, one person from each household being able to switch quickly if necessary. She wouldn't give up this little life if hers for the world.

Chris got up to start making the pasta as Ginny ran to go fetch Neil. As the water was boiling, the two brunette's trailed into the kitchen, Neil carrying a bottle. He smiled brightly when he saw her.

"Chris! Thank you for having me over." He pressed a kiss to her cheek before passing the bottle to Ginny and leaning against their dining table. "I brought some wine as a way to thank you." He smiled his classic Neil Perry grin as Ginny examined the label.

"Neil," she snorted, reading the label. "this is grape juice." Chris burst out laughing as Neil hurried over and took the bottle from Ginny.

"No, no, I could've sworn this was wine." The two women laughed at Neil's fumbling.

"Jesus Perry, you get one role without me and you become a mess!" It was true, for one of the first times in their careers, Neil had gotten a rather large role without her. Shortly after, Ginny had managed to snag an equally impressive part in another show but it still felt weird not seeing them together.

Neil grinned and rolled his eyes. "Well, it'll have to do."

Neil sat at the dining table as they worked on the spaghetti, not trusting him to help after what happened last time. Once the dish was done, the three of them migrated to the living room with their plates and glasses of grape juice.

They squished on the couch that was really only made for two (there was another couch plus a couple of arm chairs but that couch had the best view of the television and none of them were going to give that up) and watched some sappy soap opera that was playing while laughing at the characters and talking about their days.

"...and then Lizzie stepped on my toes again!" The girls wheezed, almost falling off the couch in the process. "It's not funny! This is the seventh time it's happened!" Ginny wiped tears from her eyes.

"Like you didn't do that when I taught you how to dance, you hypocrite!" Neil waved his hand around wildly.

"Yeah- when I was seventeen!" The hysterics dies down after a while and they all sat in a comfortable silence.

"Do you remember when I taught you to dance so you could impress Todd at the Welton-Henley dance in highschool? The one Chris snuck into." Neil nodded along knowingly. Chris looked at them shocked.

"That's what you two were up to?" She asked. Neil nodded.

"Yep. And if didn't even work." He sighed. Chris looked at him indignantly.

"Are you kidding?!? You should have seen him, he was all over you when you danced with Ginny. We couldn't stop looking at you two all night." Neil blushed before realising her words.

"Wait- we? You were looking at Gin?" Now it was Chris' turn to flush as she felt Ginny's eyes on her.

"Well... yeah. That's what got Todd and I bonding in the first place. Both of our pining for two hopeless theatre kids." She was met with two sharp 'hey!'s.

After Neil had left, they got into their bed and Ginny circled her arms around Chris' waist, resting her head on the nape of her neck. Chris hummed in content. "Was what you said earlier true? About watching me that dance?" Chris laughed and placed her hands on top of Ginny's.

"Of course. I couldn't take my eyes off you. I drank so much spiked punch just to get away from the feeling really." She felt a soft press of lips to her neck.

"I love you, Chris. I love you so much I don't even know how to describe it." Chris turned in her arms to face her lover.

"You're such a sap." She said lightly, tracing her face with her fingers. Ginny closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling. "I love you too. So much." A smile tugged on the brunette's lips.

Chris' life wasn't perfect by any means. She was living as a lesbian with a secret lover in 1967 and trying to make her way as a journalist in a male dominated industry while misogyny ran rampant without consequence. It would always be hard, at least to a degree, but right here, in bed with the person she loved more than anything in this world, all was good.

#just a sweet drabble #i feel like i do so much anderperry so i wanted to give these two some spotlight #i love them <33 #ft neil because i love this dynamic #dead poets society #chris noel #ginny danbury #dps #noelbury #neil perry #todd anderson

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fulltimecatwitch · 5 years ago

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I Found a Reason ( To Keep Living)

My first anderperry fanfic set in the late 60s´ and early 70s´!

I had already posted the a03link to the first chapter but it doesn´t show in the tags for some reason (?) so i´m posting it here as well.

Summary: It is the fall of 1969 and the start of senior year at Wellton for the Dead Poets. The world around them is changing fast and soon they will have to decide what they want for their lives. Neil is struggling against his fathers wishes of becoming a doctor,while his roomate Todd is trying to find the confidence to allow himself to lead the life he wants. They connect through their shared loved for music and dreams of moving to New York ,but don´t quite know what to do when it comes to the feelings they have for each other.An ode to the dead poets and the counterculture of the 60s´.

Warnings for: underage smoking, underage drinking, period typical homophobia, police brutality ( mentioned), brief mentions of war, poor parenting

Chapter 1: Gimme Shelter

Neil Perry loved music, there was no other way to say it. Even before acting and performing, music had been his lifesaver in the ever-demanding life his father had already planned for him. Whenever he was feeling blue, he knew all he had to do was listen to his favourite records. He kept them in his closet, neatly ordered and hidden under piles of sweaters and other clothing items. Under the bed was the record player his mother had gifted him when he turned fifteen. His father had resisted at first, going on about how much it had costed and how much it was going to distract him from his classes. It took some help from his mother, but he let him keep it as long as he promised to use it “moderately and only after he was done studying”.

Neil had some records stored at home, but the ones he kept at Wellton were the ones that would get a disapproving look from his father and one or two of his professors. Most of the albums from the Beatles and the Stones, some Bob Dylan, Led Zeppelin, Hendrix, Clapton, he had a bit of everything. It hardly mattered now that he was back at school, away from his father and his incessant demands. He listened while doing homework in the afternoon with the volume almost at the lowest just in case Hager was around. Saturdays were his favourite days because he would then take the record player to the school´s rooftop along with some records; the others would join him too. Charlie provided cigarettes and wine that nobody knew how he obtained. Pitts would bring snacks and when he was feeling particularly happy, he would dance along with Meeks. They spent their afternoons lazily listening and dreaming how their lives would be after Wellton. For Neil, sometimes it seemed as if there was no future. There was so much chaos in the world around them: the war, the civil rights movement, the riots at that bar in New York, the police brutality, the list was endless. Yet, all his parents could think of was getting him to medical school. He supposed they had a point; in a year he and all his friends would be eighteen, all eligible for the draft. Sure, he could play it safe for a year or so with the college defer but what if he wasn´t able to keep up with the workload? Pre-med wasn´t easy, he knew that much, and it did not help that he dreaded the idea of becoming a doctor almost as much as the idea of getting dragged to the jungle. Unlike Charlie, who kept bragging about how he would burn his draft card if he ever got called, Neil´s parents had no connections that could help him. He was certain Todd and Knox had them but the rest of them were screwed. Pitts had once told him that if he ever got drafted, he was done for. No way he would survive in the jungle. They had all seen the news coverage; it was a massacre. “Perry,” Charlie said on one of those afternoons, while rolling his eyes “Knoxious here wants to listen to Rubber Soul because he thinks that the Beatles are better than the Rolling Stones, can you believe it?" Neil sighed internally, the same thing happened with Charlie and Knox every time they listened to music. They would first argue about which record to play and then endlessly debate who had the better music taste. Since Neil was the owner of the record player, he unofficially had the power to ultimately decide which album to liste, and he often had to intervene between the two. “I didn´t say that Charlie,” Knox interrupted “I´m just saying they have more idea of what they are doing, what they want their music to sound like. Even Bob Dylan said so.” “Well Dylan hasn´t really been the same since he went electric right?” “Come on Charlie you love the guy” “Not relevant right now, Neil” he said while putting out his cigarette “I say we take a vote to settle this for once and all” He called to the other dead poets, who were mindlessly talking about the massive amount of workload they had barely a month into the fall semester. “What are we doing?” asked Pitts “Taking a vote on who is better: the Beatles or the Stones” Neil said hoping his voice conveyed the slight annoyance of the situation Cameron rolled his eyes all the way back to his skull “Not again” Todd was standing slightly behind Meeks not saying anything yet. His new roommate was still a bit of a mystery, one that Neil found himself drawn to immediately. He was a bit of detective, so he tried hard to be friendly and the payoff was that little by little he saw glimpses of what composed the entirety of Todd. He liked hot tea on the afternoons, he only liked to shower at night, he clasped his hands together when nervous, his favourite sweater was a blue woollen one, he wasn´t good at maths, such little things. The most important one Neil had noticed was that even if Todd didn´t speak his mind often, his brain worked a thousand miles an hour and when he spoke, he did it with power, like prophet. He had such a gift with words and probably so much to say; it made Neil a bit sad that he would not allow himself to do it. He didn´t quite know what it was, but he had bonded with Todd in a way he had never with anyone else in his life. He suppossed that is what some would call "connection" but there had to be another word for it. Everytime there was this electricity running through both of their bodies and pulling them together. He felt the static in every inch of him, amplifying every part of his soul. “Who do you prefer, Perry? Asked Charlie, pulling him out of his thoughts. Damn it, Charlie. “Look, I don´t know who is better but right now I would take Let it Bleed over Revolver any day of the week” “You are a man of taste, Meeks? Pitts? “Sorry Charlie,” said the ginger “but I prefer the Beatles, not the old stuff though” “I agree the old stuff sucks, but I´d rather go to a Stones concert” added Pitts. “Cameron?” “You should know that I don´t approve much of either but if I had to pick, I would go with the Beatles. No way I am listening to someone who calls themselves satanic” “Why did I even ask?” sighed Charlie. What about you Todd? asked Neil raising his brow. The blue-eyed boy jolted slightly; he knew he had the final decision in his hands. If he was completely honest, he was more of a Beatles guy himself. He found that the lyrics suited him better, the mellow sounds were more of his taste, and even the old cheesy stuff ,he found endearing. The problem was that Neil had said he preferred the Stones and he could not deny Neil anything, even if he wasn´t aware he was asking. Neil was special on his own: he had this energy and passion to live that Todd had never seen on anyone else. He loved everything and everyone so much. He was determined to share bits and pieces of his beautiful soul, some he might never get back, just to make his friends feel the same joy he radiated. Neil was also the first person who had not given up on Todd. He had tried to push him away for good as much as he could during their first days at Welton and yet Neil persisted, like the leaf that refused to fall of a tree. Soon enough Todd realised that talking to Neil was easy and lovely. They had developed this little game, an unspoken one, where they guessed each other with just a hand gesture or a smile. Neil could guess what Todd was feeling or thinking with just a glance and the other way around. He liked this game, he liked being predicted and basked in sheer happiness whenever Neil smiled at him, signalling that they were thinking the same. Wasn´t that beauty in this world? To finally be able to talk with someone? To laugh? To dance? To read? someone to a dream about? Maybe it seemed small for Neil but the kindness he had showed him made Todd cry every time he thought about it. He took a few more seconds to think before finally saying: “Sorry, Knox but lately I´ve been more into the Stones and their blues” “Oh, you guys are the worst” Everyone laughed and the first few notes of Gimme Shelter were heard. The sun was setting, and the air was filled with cigarette smoke, everything was perfect. Todd wanted to preserve this in his head, capture it like a short film he could go over and over every time he felt alone. He tried to take it all in and took the courage to glance at Neil´s direction. Todd was certain he would be there, looking with that secret smile of his. Their eyes met through the last beams of light the sun had to offer, and when he curved his lips into a playful smirk and then a smile, they both knew he was saying: “Liar, we both know you prefer the Beatles” Todd smiled back and slightly shrugged his arms “You are welcome, Neil”

#dead poets society #anderperry #Neil Perry #todd anderson

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Oh my god, we have the same CHADD friendship dynamics because YEAH Those two are probably the most artistic of the poets, and they would definitely bond over it.

And they definitely fought about what the logo of the dead poets should be: Todd's logo was in cursive, elegant, and had some sort of formality, while Charlie's was in comic sans, cartoonish and full of doddles.

When they reach a stalemate they decided that the others will choose one of their design as their logo, and they even brought Mr. Keating to the mix.

In the end, the other poets decided that they should just mix the two designs, and like a lightbulb flickered on both of their heads the two scurried together the whole meeting, making a design that they both will agree on and the others would like.

And they end up with The lettering of Dead Poets Society with Todd's handwriting, surrounded by doodles made by Charlie.

ALSO like whenever Neil gets sick the two become his pseudo parents because according to the others, they bicker like parents as they think of what to do when Neil was hot when Todd wakes up.

Knox on the other hand we get more freedom with how they interact because there's not a lot of the ones we got that are quite golden.

Like how Knox is actually hugging Todd during the snow scene after Neil's death, that detail stuck me the most because why was Knox hugging Todd that time when Charlie and the others mostly gave him space, moments like that make me headcanon brain happy.

And I just know that Knox and Todd have this shared love for romantic-coded literature, especially on poems which is why they probably read some together when the others are busy.

And yes Socceer AAAAA, I just find it funny that I headcanon that despite how he looks, Todd is actually fit. So like the three will be shocked when they found out not only was Todd able to jog as the same speed as them but he's not even breaking a sweat!

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And like I believe whole-heartedly that post canon of the DPS, Charlie, Todd, and Knox probably became the closest because of Neil. And probably thought that Neil wouldn't want them to be drifting apart, especially when Charlie got himself expelled, but despite all odds the poets were still friends, all of them.

And Neil was happy, that even though he's gone. His friend's are still together.

Howdy!

What is your opinion on the Charlie & Todd friendship and Knox & Todd friendship?

Do you like have any hc about it? Me curious 😇

Thank you omg <3 I actually touched upon Charlie and Todd friendship a bit I think (though I did do a lot of CHADD angst too ahha)

Charlie & Todd friendship dynamic would be:

fighting over what's best for Neil

Both making Neil do things for them because Neil's reliable

Mr. Perry hate club co-founders

The art buffs of the group actually lmao

While Knox and Todd's friendship seems like:

hopeless romantic poem writing sessions

not super good at academics but not failing (better than charlie lmao)

Since knox, todd, neil and charlie are in soccer together, they're work out buddies lmao

they have to force todd to jog with them

Basically charlie and todd have common interest: Neil so they get along well when it's the 3 of them

Knox and Todd, though not similar in interests, I feel likethe have similar temperaments hahah they're both pretty chill on the surface level but if you push em enough, they go for what their hearts want

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Most bid bonds contain a bid percentage (usually five or ten percent, is forfeited if you don’t accept the job).

How much does a Bid Bond Cost in Kentucky?

Swiftbonds does not charge for a surety bid bond (with two exceptions, see below). The reason that we don’t charge for a bid bond is that we will charge for the P&P bond if you get the job. The cost of a P&P bond can vary widely depending on the amount of coverage that is required (see below).

Two exceptions for bid bond charges: 1) We do charge for Overnight fees 2) We will charge you if there is NOT going to be a bond on the contract.

How much do bonds cost in KY?

Bond prices fluctuate based on the job size (that is, it’s based on the cost of the underlying contract). The cost of a bond is estimated through a couple of back-of-the-envelope calculations. In general, the cost is approximately three percent (3%) for jobs under $800,000 and then the percentage is lower as the contract amount increases. We work diligently to find the lowest premiums possible in the state of Kentucky. Please call us today at (913) 286-6501. We’ll find you the very best rate possible for your maintenance bond or completion bond. Things that can affect this pricing are the perceived risk of the job, the financial position of the entity being bonded, plus other factors.

Bond Amount Needed Fee 2-3% >$800,000 1.5-3% >$1.500,000 1-3%

These rates are for Merit clients, Standard rates are higher

How do I get a Bid Bond in Kentucky?

We make it easy to get a contract bid bond. Just click here to get our Kentucky Bid Bond Application. Fill it out and then email it and the Kentucky bid specs/contract documents to [email protected] or fax to 855-433-4192.

You can also call us at (913) 286-6501. We fully review each and every application for surety bid bonds and then submit it to the surety that we believe will provide the best bid and P&P bond for your company. We have a high success rate in getting our clients surety bid bonds at the best rates possible.

What is a Kentucky Bid Bond?

A bid bond is a bond that guarantees that you will accept the work if you win the contract. The bid fee (usually five (5%) or ten (10%) percent) is a forfeiture that is paid when you win the bid, but then decide not to take the work.

Find a Bid Bond near Me

Typically, a bid bond and payment and performance bond are done together in the same contract by the surety. This way, the owner of the project is assured that the project can be completed pursuant to the terms of the contract and that it will not be liened by any contractor. This is security for the owner of the project.

Who Gets the Bond?

The general contractor is the corporation that obtains the bond. It is for the benefit of the owner (or in the case of government contract work, the governmental entity). It’s the general contractor that has to apply for the bond and be underwritten before the bid bond is written by the surety. This is also known as bonding a business.

We provide bid bonds in each of the following counties:

Adair Allen Anderson Ballard Barren Bath Bell Boone Bourbon Boyd Boyle Bracken Breathitt Breckinridge Bullitt Butler Caldwell Calloway Campbell Carlisle Carroll Carter Casey Christian Clark Clay Clinton Crittenden Cumberland Daviess Edmonson Elliott Estill Fayette Fleming Floyd Franklin Fulton Gallatin Garrard Grant Graves Grayson Green Greenup Hancock Hardin Harlan Harrison Hart Henderson Henry Hickman Hopkins Jackson Jefferson Jessamine Johnson Kenton Knott Knox Larue Laurel Lawrence Lee Leslie Letcher Lewis Lincoln Livingston Logan Lyon McCracken McCreary McLean Madison Magoffin Marion Marshall Martin Mason Meade Menifee Mercer Metcalfe Monroe Montgomery Morgan Muhlenberg Nelson Nicholas Ohio Oldham Owen Owsley Pendleton Perry Pike Powell Pulaski Robertson Rockcastle Rowan Russell Scott Shelby Simpson Spencer Taylor Todd Trigg Trimble Union Warren Washington Wayne Webster Whitley Wolfe Woodford

And Cities: Louisville Lexington Bowling Green Paducah Frankfort Owensboro Elizabethtown Hopkinsville Covington Pikeville Bardstown

See our Louisiana Bid Bond page here.

More on Bid Bonds https://swiftbonds.com/bid-bond/.

Learning More About Applying and Finding The Right Bid Bonds For Your Needs

Bid Bonds can be complicated to apply for, especially if you don’t understand how they work. Most individuals consider this as insurance, but it’s actually a type of guarantee that the principal will perform their work properly for the obliged. Insurance companies usually offer a Surety Bid Bond, but you cannot call it insurance because its function is different. Most individuals will require you to get a bid bond before they consider your services as it is a form of guarantee to them.

If you’d like to consider applying for a bid bond or other bonds, you must understand how they work. We will provide you information on the importance of Bid Bonds and how they actually work.

The Importance Of A Surety Bid Bond

Bid Bonds will always be in demand to protect the public because it is a kind of assurance that your obligations and duties will be completed. Most states require you to get a license surety bond to ensure that your company will adhere to state code and laws and you get a contract bond to guarantee that a public project will be completed. A Surety Bid Bond is meant for the obliged since they are the ones that are being protected, but it will also benefit you because the clients will trust you and your work. There are thousands of bonds right now and the type of bond that you are trying to find will depend upon your situation.

The Primary Purpose Of A Surety Bid Bond

Bid Bonds are a three-party agreement between the principal, the obliged and the surety company. The principal is the employer or company which will perform the work and the obliged is known as the project owner. Construction companies will almost always be required by law to acquire Bid Bonds if they’re chosen for a public project. The government will require a construction company to get a host of bonds before they work on a certain project. The bond will ensure that the sub-contractors and the other workers will be paid even if the contractor defaults. The contractor will cover the losses, but when they reach their limit, the duty will fall to the surety company.

How To Apply For A Surety Bid Bond

Bid Bonds are provided by insurance providers, but there are standalone surety businesses that focus on these products. A surety company must be licensed by a state Department of Insurance.

It won’t be easy to apply for a bond since the applicants will have to go through a process that is comparable to applying for a loan. The bond underwriters will look into the credit profile of the applicant, their financial history and other key factors.

It means that there is a chance that you won’t be approved for a bid bond, particularly if the bond underwriters see something from your credit rating that makes them think you will be a risk.

How Much Will You Spend?

You cannot put an exact cost on a Surety Bid Bond because the cost is affected by numerous factors like the bond type, bond amount, where it will likely be issued, contractual risk, credit history of the applicant and more. There are thousands of different bonds available today and the cost will depend on the bond that you want to get. The amount of the bond will be a factor because you could select a $10,000 bond or a $25,000 bond or higher.

If you already have a credit history of 700 and above or very near this number, you can be eligible for the standard bonding market and you will need to pay 1 to 4 percent of the Surety Bid Bond amount. It means that if you obtain a $10,000 bond, you only have to pay $100 to $400 for the interest.

Your Application For A Bid Bond Could Be Rejected

There is a possibility that your bid bond request will be refused by the surety company since it will depend upon the information that they can get from the background check. If the surety company thinks that it will be a risk to give you a bid bond, they will deny your application. Your credit history is one of the most important factors to be approved for a bid bond because if you have a bad credit history, it shows a risk of default on the bond.

You CAN get a bid bond even if you have a bad credit score, but most likely you will pay an interest rate upwards of 10 to 20 percent.

If you plan to get a Surety Bid Bond, make certain you understand what is required prior to deciding. It is not easy to apply for, but if you know more about them, it will be a little bit easier to be approved.

A Deeper Take A Look At Bid Bonds in Construction A Quote Bond is a type of surety bond used to guarantee that a professional bidding on a job or task will participate in the agreement with the obligee if granted.

A Bid Bond is released in the amount of the agreement quote, with the similar requirements as that of an Efficiency Bond.

Everything About Bid Bonds in Building And Construction The origins of our service was closely linked with the arrangement of efficiency bonds to the contracting market. It found that the private specialist typically was insolvent when the task was granted, or grew to become insolvent earlier than the challenge was finished.

The standing of your surety company is very important, due to the fact that it guarantees you that when you have troubles or if even worse includes worst you'll have a trustworthy partner to turn to and receive assistance from. We work just with T-listed and a-rated companies, most likely the most trustworthy corporations in the market.

Normally no, they are separate. Quote bonds mechanically turn into efficiency bonds in case you are granted the agreement.

What Is A Construction Surety Bond? The origins of our business was carefully linked with the arrangement of performance bonds to the contracting market. Even if some jobs do not need cost and performance bonds, you will need to get bonded finally because the majority of public efforts do require the bonds. The longer a little contractor waits to get bonded, the more durable it will be because there will not be a observe report of satisfying the mandatory requirements for bonding and performing bonded work.

The only limit is the most significant bond you might get for one specific task. The aggregate limitation is the entire quantity of bonded work readily available you perhaps can have without hold-up.

The Significance Of Bid Bonds near You Arms, generators, radio towers, tree removal, computer systems, softward, emergency alarm, decorative work, scaffolding, water towers, lighting, and resurfacing of existing roads/paved areas. Bid bonds additionally work an additional assurance for job owners that a bidding specialist or subcontractor is qualified to carry out the job they're bidding on. There are 2 causes for this.

https://swiftbonds.com/bid-bond/kentucky-2/

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aestheticsharry · 5 years ago

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Kentucky Bid Bonds

See the below short article for more great information. You can see the initial post here: https://swiftbonds.com/bid-bond/kentucky-2/

Kentucky Bid Bonds

What is a Bid Bond in Kentucky?

Just fill out our bond application here and email it to [email protected] – click here to get our Kentucky Bid Bond Application

A bid bond is issued as part of a bid by a surety bond company to the project owner. The owner is then assures that the winning bidder will take on the contract under the terms at which they bid.

Most bid bonds contain a bid percentage (usually five or ten percent, is forfeited if you don’t accept the job).

How much does a Bid Bond Cost in Kentucky?

Two exceptions for bid bond charges: 1) We do charge for Overnight fees 2) We will charge you if there is NOT going to be a bond on the contract.

How much do bonds cost in KY?

Bond Amount Needed Fee 2-3% >$800,000 1.5-3% >$1.500,000 1-3%

These rates are for Merit clients, Standard rates are higher

How do I get a Bid Bond in Kentucky?

What is a Kentucky Bid Bond?

Find a Bid Bond near Me

Who Gets the Bond?

We provide bid bonds in each of the following counties:

And Cities: Louisville Lexington Bowling Green Paducah Frankfort Owensboro Elizabethtown Hopkinsville Covington Pikeville Bardstown

See our Louisiana Bid Bond page here.

More on Bid Bonds https://swiftbonds.com/bid-bond/.

Learning More About Applying and Finding The Right Bid Bonds For Your Needs

If you’d like to consider applying for a bid bond or other bonds, you must understand how they work. We will provide you information on the importance of Bid Bonds and how they actually work.

The Importance Of A Surety Bid Bond

The Primary Purpose Of A Surety Bid Bond

How To Apply For A Surety Bid Bond

Bid Bonds are provided by insurance providers, but there are standalone surety businesses that focus on these products. A surety company must be licensed by a state Department of Insurance.

It means that there is a chance that you won’t be approved for a bid bond, particularly if the bond underwriters see something from your credit rating that makes them think you will be a risk.

How Much Will You Spend?

Your Application For A Bid Bond Could Be Rejected

You CAN get a bid bond even if you have a bad credit score, but most likely you will pay an interest rate upwards of 10 to 20 percent.

A Bid Bond is released in the amount of the agreement quote, with the similar requirements as that of an Efficiency Bond.

Normally no, they are separate. Quote bonds mechanically turn into efficiency bonds in case you are granted the agreement.

The only limit is the most significant bond you might get for one specific task. The aggregate limitation is the entire quantity of bonded work readily available you perhaps can have without hold-up.

https://swiftbonds.com/bid-bond/kentucky-2/

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distinguishedweltonstudent-blog · 7 years ago

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Story:

This story takes place at Welton Academy, a Catholic all-boys preparatory boarding school, which upholds discipline, excellence, tradition and honour, since 1859 when the school first opened. The school is meant to prepare students from well to do families for future Ivy League education. The movie follows the lives of several students who share similar classes, most importantly English class, where a new teacher, Mr. Keating, an alumni of the school, has just started teaching. To many of the students, the school is torturous, to which they’ve nicknamed the school’s four pillars as “Travesty. Horror. Decadence. Excrement.” (Haft et al., 2006). At the same time a new student, Todd Anderson, has just joined the school, which his brother, Jeffrey, was a prior student at. His brother was an excellent and highly accomplished student, which has put Todd in the position of “having big shoes to fill” as the principal, Dr. Nolan, states at the beginning of the movie and school year.

Todd is boarded up in the same room as Neil Perry. Neil is an accomplished student from a middle class but not highly wealthy family, whose father has high expectations of him becoming a doctor. Neil however has a passion for acting which his controlling father rejects. Their room is across from fellow classmates: Stephan Meeks, Gerard Pitts, Charlie Dalton, Knox Overstreet, and Richard Cameron. The movie follows the lives of some of these students closer than others, like Overstreet’s love interest with Chris Noel, Todd’s struggle to stand out, and even Dalton’s constant need to swim against the tide.

Mr. Keating is a very unique teacher, who asks to be referred to as “O Captain, My Captain,” and begins his first class with the boys on a lesson on Carpe Diem – seizing the day and making their lives extraordinary. Another lesson includes ripping out the introduction of the class’s poetry textbook because it attempts to formulate a way of calculating how great a piece of poetry can be. Keating asks the students to rip out the introduction because he wants the students to be able to “think for themselves again” and he wants them “to savour words and language,” while understanding that poetry isn’t done “because it’s cute, we do it because we are members of the human race which is filled with passion.” Other lessons include: having each student climb onto the teacher’s desk “to remind them that we must constantly look at things in a different way;” forcing students to read their own poetry out loud in class, while forcing Todd particularly to make his own poem on the spot, based on the appearance of Walt Whitman; having the students play soccer, particularly reading a piece of poetry before kicking a ball; and having students march in the courtyard to teach them to “swim against the stream,” and “maintain their own beliefs, despite their need for acceptance, ultimately, trusting in their unique beliefs.”

Keating also encourages the group of students listed above to participate in an undercover school group, named the Dead Poets Society. Although knowing that sneaking off campus without parental and school notice is forbidden and can lead to expulsion, these students sneak off in the middle of the night to a cave to read poetry. In this group the students are able to explore their identities, bond with one another, and explore their passion for poetry, and ultimately, life.

The movie ends with the aftermath of Neil Perry’s death. Neil commits suicide after his father rejects his passion for acting and exclaims that he will prolong Neil’s education and send him to “Braden Military School” to prevent him from “ruining his life,” adding ten years onto his academic career. While Neil’s friends are mourning the loss of their friend, the school begins investigating the occurrences that may have led to Neil’s death, on behalf of his father. Cameron tells Dr. Nolan, the principal, everything about the Dead Poet’s Society, stating that he and the other students are “the victims” and that Mr. Keating “put us all up to it,” and he does this to save himself from receiving the brunt of repercussions. This infuriates Dalton, who assaults Camron and is expelled. Anderson, along with the others, agree to sign a document while being coerced by Dr. Nolan and their parents which states that, “Mr. Keating encouraged the boys to organize this club and use it as a source of inspiration for reckless and self-indulgent behaviour and that Mr. Keating, in and out of the classroom, encouraged Neil to follow his obsession with acting when he knew all along it was against the explicit orders of Neil’s parents, blatantly abusing his position as a teacher, leading directly to Neil Perry’s death.” As Mr. Keating goes to collect his final few personal belongings, most of his students climb onto their desk as a means to show solidarity with their ‘Captain,’ against their new substitute teacher Dr. Nolan, who Todd pronounces as a coercer into having him sign the document labelling Keating as culpable for Neil’s death.

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poetrusicperry · 4 years ago

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some writing

basically, these posts are just a lot of ideas and things i had in my head after reading all the details people gave me about themselves. they might seem pretty hectic and a bit long, but i hope i did ok and i hope you like them !! there is a ship, there are hcs, and a little blurb about the ship at the end.

for the lovely @spchxy– thank you for the inspiration, ally !! <3

ship:

first of all, i feel super inclined to say that i think i’d ship you w todd. i’m not really sure why, but i can’t get that thought out of my head when reading all the details you shared about yourself (: you guys just seem like you’d be one of those cute, quiet couples that never needed to try hard to express how much you both cared for each other; you both just sort of knew and thoroughly enjoyed the other’s company.

hc:

somehow i feel you’d be able to bond with neil over cats ? like both of you would just adore them, and you’d even find a stray around campus that you would take turns feeding every night, sneaking something out of the dining hall.

charlie is either a complete morning person or he sleeps in til 12 (usually on weekends), but when he gets up at the crack of dawn just because, he’ll come bother you to come hang out with him on the grounds or something, which you’d only allow because he’d somehow sneak a mug of coffee for you from the kitchen.

you and charlie both had a habit of drinking way too much coffee during night study groups, which led to you two staying up into all hours of the night just talking or sneaking out and exploring the town around campus.

during your time at welton, you had successfully stolen at least one sweater from each of the boys, and they all noticed, but the only ones who ever mentioned it to you were knox and neil. todd noticed, too, but with his painfully obvious soft spot for you, he never minded.

you pretty much did charlie’s hw for him the entirety of senior year, as his senioritis had reached a level that not even meeks could pull him out of LOL

lots of movies w the poets and pitts had a huge stash of popcorn that you guys quickly depleted throughout the year (even warranting a trip to the grocery store to buy more halfway through the year lol).

if you were ever feeling bad, todd would want to be there for you, but he never really knew why, so he would just hang around you and lay with you (after asking you if that was okay, and confirming multiple times that it was ok [we love a gentleman]). you found that just fine, too. somehow just being in todd’s presence was enough to ease whatever mental or physical discomfort you were in.

on graduation day, neil gifted you his green sweater™ stating, “it has served its purpose for me for the past four years, and i know how much you love it” when you asked him if he was sure you could have it.

todd gifted you a handful of various russian books (that he had read and annotated previously just to have things to talk about with you (‘: ), and were very obviously wrapped by todd himself in newspaper. also got you a stationery set so you would write to him when you both were away at college (what’s funny is that you got him one, too, for the exact same reason, but you both were going to write anyway).

charlie made you both matching keychains that included a flashlight and compass (claiming that you’d need both when you decided to go on late night adventures in college). he also stole you one of the mugs from the kitchen to take with you to college (:

knox would give you the rest of his welton sweaters, as he decided he needed more room in his closet for his college merch, and he knew just how much you loved to take them anyway.

blurb:

as nice as the days around campus were, night was even better, and early mornings exceeded both. there was something about being the first one awake, or being able to take in the dawn’s silence fully; no bustling cars, no shouting students, just a pleasant lack of life’s general soundtrack. often, you would find yourself sitting up on the roof of welton before the clock even read 5:30a.m. with your copy of dr. zhivago (or whichever russian author whose book you had chosen to invest yourself in that week) and a plain mug of hot coffee from the cafeteria in tow, you would make your way up to the roof, always completely unsurprised upon finding todd up there as well.

it was your first year at welton after transferring from a different private school in vermont, but in your short time there so far, you had somehow been introduced to a painfully shy boy, todd anderson, who sat next to her in chemistry. on the first day of classes, todd had accidentally knocked your notebook off the desk by bumping into it on his way to sit down, which he almost immediately apologized for, stuttering the entire way through his sentiment. since then, however, after you'd sworn up and down that it wasn’t a big deal, they became pretty comfortable being seat buddies. as the weeks went on, and the air cooled slightly, you found todd talking to you more (or at least making an effort– sometimes he would just get too nervous or shy). apparently, as you had found out later, neil had been goading todd to talk to you for a really long time, and giving him tips. nothing was ever labeled or officially set that you two were dating, but it was pretty evident to everyone around you that you two shared a way more special bond than just chemistry deskmates. you two spent a lot of time together, filled with lots of literary talk, or just enjoying each other’s company while working on other things or, pretty often, you would also just sit in silence leaning into each other while hanging out with the other poets.

on this particular morning, though, todd just wanted your company, so he sat with you while you read (after a sleepy sounding “good morning, ally. y-you look cute in that sweater” [which was his bc you stole it]), admiring the way your eyes scanned the pages and how every once in a while you’d re-read a section a couple of times, marking it for future analysis (let’s be honest, he’d be completely enamored with you no matter the time of day or activity). when it got closer to 7a.m., he’d nudge you a little and you two would descend back to the dorms talking about the previous night, get ready for the day, and have breakfast together with the poets.

overall, you and todd would just be such a cute, pure couple enjoying the small things, drinking copious amounts of coffee and tea, sharing sweatshirts, discussing books, telling todd all about your love for cats, and creating a really nice communicative atmosphere in your relationship (:

#dead poets society #todd anderson #dps #dps headcanons #todd anderson x reader #angelina writes

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poetrusicperry · 4 years ago

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i’m sure it’s shocking, but more writing ((:

for @gukaus hope you like it and thank you for sending a description ((:

ship:

i’m thinking charlie because you two seem like you’d be opposites that would attract eventually (very loosely “enemies to lovers” because you’d hate how rambunctious he is and he’d never understand why you were so serious about school and headstrong [he didn’t like that someone else was just as stubborn as he was], but these qualities would be the ones you most admired in each other after a while, inspiring you both to do better (: )

hcs:

one of your fav things to do would be giving knox advice about trying to woo chris (“no, definitely don’t do that, my god”)

getting into arguments with cameron about chemistry because you got one answer for 5d. and he got a completely different answer for 5d (“are you kidding me, how could yours be right ?? i followed the formula to a t. you missed one of the exponents, richard”)

you would absolutely run some sort of tutoring within welton, and you would have a hard time turning people away, but definitely to your detriment

charlie would somehow keep tabs on how busy you were and would always remind you to eat or drink water or even take mental breaks for your own sanity (he paid so much attention because he was definitely crushing on you)

getting into more arguments with cameron about trig, except he was definitely right most times, but you couldn’t let him know that

you would also have a very matriarchal/protective feeling toward todd just because you felt he could get lost/taken advantage of easily

geeking out over video games with pitts and playing for hours during the weekend

you’d bake a cake for each of the poets’ birthdays (‘:

you would rarely have time on your hands to relax or chill out, but when you would, you’d most likely spend it alone in your room journaling or out at little boutiques buying tons of stationery (that you would use to write notes to your friends)

you’d sometimes fall behind on assignments because you were so busy with tutoring and because you liked to take your time with essays, so neil would help out however he could, even though he was super busy, too (:

blurb:

you and charlie would have a really unique bond in the fact that (as stated previously) you guys really didn’t like each other at the beginning. charlie was loud and boisterous, caring little for rules or school, and you were the complete opposite. you’d often find yourself scolding him saying, “that essay won’t write itself, are you just going to sit there?” to which he would roll his eyes at you and say, “i don’t see how this affects you at all, so you can just worry about your own work.” you’d roll your eyes back at him and turn back to your work. eventually, though, you guys would get paired up for a poetry assignment from keating where you’d have to collaborate on an original poem. knowing just how much you two butted heads, keating found it fitting to pair you guys up in the hopes that your poem would be interesting.

when first starting the assignment, charlie was writing ideas down, and you didn’t like a lot of them, so you would change them, much to his disdain.

“why did you change the color from blue to red? it sounds better as blue”

“no it doesn’t, charlie. you just want this to be over with as soon as possible, so why would you care”

“i care about keating’s assignments, believe it or not, and it should be blue.”

“well it just sounds better as red, charlie! i don’t know what you want me to say,”

“i’m not asking you to say anything, stop changing everything i’m writing??” he pulled the notebook away from you, “you know, you may be smart, but you don’t have a monopoly on creativity. poetry is subjective, you know,” he mumbled, scratching out “red” and rewriting “blue.”

you thought for a moment before coming up with something,

“i got it– why don’t we write opposing poems? like one side comes from you and the other side comes from me… they meet in the middle and the words that go down the center of the page make a whole new poem in themselves!” charlie’s eyes lit up. it was a great idea indeed, and you two spent the rest of the afternoon writing the poem that would become mr. keating’s favorite out of the whole class

and as they say, you and charlie ? the rest was history (:

#dps #dps headcanons #charlie dalton #dead poets society #charlie dalton x reader #angelina writes

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