#we’re literally neil and todd

[losergirlsoap]

i cried while watching dead poets today in english. send tweet.

[neilperryismine]

we’re literally living through the timeline of dps and it kind of puts things into perspective that this is how long/short neil and todd had together

[rrcenic]

dead poets society as things my friends/family have said

huge trigger warning for discussion of suicide

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neil: fuck fuck fuck

todd: what’s wrong?

neil: my workload was too much so i switched from honors algebra 2 to regular algebra 2 and i don’t know how to tell my dad

todd: you’re still two years ahead in math though

neil: yeah but my dad gets so mad when i don’t take every academic opportunity i can

todd: dude you just got out of the psych ward. i think he’ll understand!

neil: hhhhngg

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neil: bro i didn’t even realize i had daddy issues til i became unnaturally infatuated with my english teacher

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cameron: greetings fellow fraternity males. i am not working for your landlord and i simply want to hang out with fellow “dudes.” on an unrelated note are any of you in possession of illegal drugs and/or alcohol?

knox: yeah check under the chair

cameron: alright “broski” i will be simply taking photos of this not for reporting reasons and for personal reasons

pitts: do you have like a fetish or something

cameron: yes um a fetish i am not working for your landlord

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todd: oh he’s so pretty! it’s so sad that he killed himself

todd: i mean obviously because like. killing yourself is never the answer

todd: but mainly because he was so pretty!!

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charlie: i call this poem “every day i wake up and dream of olive garden”

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meeks: this is literally the most autistic group i’ve ever been in and i love it

neil: oh i’m neurodivergent in many ways but the ‘tisim is surprisingly not one of them

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charlie: shakespeare sucks ass

neil: i will stab you

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neil: i can’t hang out today, i have therapy

pitts: you? therapy? but you’re so happy!

neil: …

neil: i’ve tried to kill myself like 5 times

pitts: WHAT

neil: did. did you not know that?!?!

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knox: hey dyou wanna watch a tv show with me

neil: what’s it about?

knox: there’s lots of pretty women

neil: …

knox: …

neil: …

knox: and pretty men

neil: i’m in

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charlie: america is fucked. our society is literally being ripped apart by capitalism. trans people are being criminalized more every day

knox: it’s not that bad

charlie: name one good thing that has happened to the trans community in the past year. i’ll wait

knox: …

knox: well um some politicians support trans people

charlie: THATS NOT ENOUGH

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keating: *texting to the group chat* so technically since most of you are my former students i’m not allowed to be friends with you

keating: but you all rock so my excuse is we work on creative projects as a group outside of school

keating: however i can’t just chat with you when you’re bored

*that night*

todd: hey i’m really sorry for contacting you about non creative stuff but i just had a panic attack and don’t know what to do

keating: oh that bullshit? nah man you’re fine text whenever

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cameron: charlie just gave me this plastic spoon and ran away does anyone know what it means

gloria: lucky i wish nuwanda had given ME the spoon

cameron: WHAT DOES IT MEAN

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neil: i know what we’re gonna do after group therapy. we’re gonna have a poetry contest. we’ll call it psych ward poetry. i’m going to beat all of you with my mad poetry skills

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meeks: oh and pooh represents… hm, i actually can’t remember

charlie: google it

meeks: yeah but we can’t have our phones

knox: hey mr mcallister? could you use your phone to google what mental illness the winnie the pooh characters represent?

mcallister: what the actual hell are you talking about

[lesbicosmos]

this is gonna be long but i had a thought and i can't get it out of my head

the tma fluff ep epiphany but it's todd and charlie:

Todd: (reading aloud a poem he's writing about Neil)

Charlie, crashing into the dorm and startling him: Todd! What are you up to?

Todd: Haha! Hmm! Nothing; nothing– Poetry! I, w– writing! Yes.

Charlie: Hm.

Todd: I was– writing–

Charlie: Anything… on your mind?

Todd: Oh – Plenty – you know, the usual. I was, I was actually thinking of trying to go see my family, but, well, the- my brother, and, you know, plus sometimes they can be –

Charlie: Yeah, that’s great – Anything else?

Todd: What?

Charlie: Oh, come off it, Todd; I saw you in the break room the other day.

Todd: …How do you mean?

Charlie: Knox, Meeks, Pitts and I were studying for our exams, focusing on our trig and you could hardly be bothered by any of it. You were just – there, staring wistfully off into space, running your finger around the rim of your mug!

Todd: I was...distracted.

Charlie: You like someone.

Todd: Wha – Wh– Well – That’s – I mean – I could hardly –

Charlie: Mhm.

Todd: I, I really don’t –

Charlie: Called it! Meeks owes me five bucks. So...who is it?

Todd: I don’t have to tell you anything!

Charlie: Is it Ginny? I know you’ve been talking about her a lot lately.

Todd: Is this an interrogation now?

Charlie: So it is Ginny!

Todd: That makes no – It’s not – it’s not Ginny; Charlie, listen –

Charlie: Alright; alright; we’re getting somewhere. Oh. Oh! It’s not Cameron, is it?

Todd: What?

Charlie: Oh, Todd; you can do better – I mean, did you see what he was wearing? –

Todd: Tha– It, it – It’s not Cameron. And I don’t want to do this! Okay? Now, if you’d could just please let me get back to th–

Charlie: I mean, Chris is practically engaged –but that doesn’t necessarily mean that it’s not her.

Todd: No, no! No.

Charlie: Or...wait. Are you being so dodgy about this because it’s one of us? (laughs) Is it Meeks? Is it?

Todd: Charlie, I’m literally begging you.

Charlie: Alright, fine, fine. Have it your way. Keep your precious secrets. But – between you and me, can I at least offer you a little advice?

Todd: I – get the feeling you’re going to anyway.

Charlie: Look. Nobody’s gonna notice you if you don’t notice yourself first.

Todd: What?

Charlie: Okay, look, that came out wrong; look – What I mean is: Take care of yourself. Because I know you, Todd. You will give yourself away until there’s nothing left of you to love.

Todd: That’s not fair.

Charlie: Oh, it’s true. And you know it.

Todd: …Maybe.

Charlie: Look, I’m telling you this as a friend. Just think about it, okay? Whoever this is, they’ll see how great you are not because of what you have to give away, but because of where you stand firm. And after all of this, you deserve something for yourself.

Todd: Hey, that...that really means a lot. Thanks. I will think about it.

Charlie: Good. Alright, well, I’m going to head out. I’ve got some latin homework to catch up on.

Todd: Take care of yourself too.

Charlie: Always do! (leaves)

Todd: Right, where was I? Uh, yeah, yeah, okay (continues reading poem but gets cut off again as the door opens) G- Oh my god, Charlie; normal people knock! Normal people knock, Charlie!

Charlie: Sorry! Hey... It’s not me, is it?

Todd: Would you stop!

Charlie: Because if it is, you know...dance card’s open.

Todd: Just go away. just go away, Charlie.

Charlie: Just putting it out there! Alright, alright. (leaves again)

Todd: (goes back to the poem again but is again interrupted by a knock at the door) Oh, what? What?

Neil: (walks in) Hey, what's up?

Todd: Oh...just been having a bit of a time.

Neil: Mm, haven’t we all? What did Charlie want? He was grinning.

[jasontoddthings]

Dean Anon:

You asked why I reblog stories by a certain writer, because you see my reblogs as suggestions on your feed, and you don’t understand because “there (sp) literally the WORST Jason todd ever”

I am answering your ask as a post for two reasons:

1) To protect the name of the writer you mention (because, let’s face it, you’re hoping they’ll see it and be upset). If there are other writers out there that you think write him better that maybe I hadn’t run across yet, you’d have suggested them, and you wouldn’t have used an anonymous ask.

2) Because I realize that English may not be your first language, and I’m not going to embarrass you by reblogging your other grammar and spelling mistakes.

I also believe in encouraging young writers and generally being nice to strangers, because have you looked at the news lately? There is WAY too much nastiness, violence, and general fuckery out there in the world, and I don’t want to add to it if I can help it. Plus, in another fandom I have a side blog on, I see so much arguing and bullying and hate, and again - I’m not going to take part in it. I’m sorry you don’t appear to feel the same way.

Hurt people hurt people. I’m guessing someone has hurt you in some horrible fashion at some point in your life, if you feel you have to resort to cyberbullying people to try and control what they choose to reblog on their pages, instead of being a sensible adult and scrolling past things you don’t like. There are over 8 billion people on this planet; mathematically, it’s impossible for us all to agree on most things - look at all the religions, political parties, etc. out there. At least we’re allowed to have our own pages on sites like this, where we can post things we like to read and not what we’re told to. It’s why we post MDNI on our fics, so we can read mature themes and mature characters, because we’re supposed to be mature people and not act like cranky children on the playground.

I know you know Jason Todd is a fictional character and not the subject of a non-fiction biography. Fans’ definitions of cannon depend on which Jason they’re thinking of, because Jason changes with every writer in the comics, the games, the movies, and the TV shows. We can’t all be Chip Zdarskys, Neil Gaimans, Shakespeares - and they didn’t start out being the literary titans they are, they had a learning curve from their first story to their current bodies of work.

Am I a writer? Nope - I write articles, technical reports, boring things with no literary value, but I love to read. It’s how I found Tumblr in the first place. Do I like everything I read? No, of course not - if a paragraph or two in to a story I don’t like it, I stop reading and scroll on past like a mature adult. If I read a whole story that someone took the time to write and share for free, even if I wasn’t over the moon about it, I’m going to thank them by commenting something positive and reblogging it. If we don’t complement and reblog things on this site, authors get discouraged and don’t write, things don’t get reblogged, and this site dies.

Know what also discourages authors, especially if they’re insecure about their writing? Bullying and hate-posting. If there’s a problem with something like duplicated sentences/paragraphs in a story I will comment about it (because I’d want someone to do it for me so I could correct it). I would never presume to tell an author “X wouldn’t do that,” or “this is awful,” unless the author *specifically* requested constructive criticism (and then I’d sure as hell be respectful about it), because there are as many Jason Todd’s out there as there are people to write about him. I’m not a Nazi - unless I’m commissioning a story and paying the author to write what I want, I would never presume to tell an author they’re wrong or something is the WORST. I can almost guarantee you, as bad as you think an author is, there’s always someone out there in the world writing the character in a way you might consider even worse.

Have you ever stopped to consider that maybe the author hasn’t read a lot about that character? Or they’re young with not a lot of life experiences to draw on, so they’re writing what they know? Or they’re new to writing, or (whatever language) isn’t their first language? Or, for characters like Jason Todd, The Winchesters, Matt Murdock, or thousands of other characters out there who didn’t have happy childhoods (if they even had a childhood at all), the author wants to read about the character as a young person, and are writing the AU or medium-adjacent they want to see out there? I’ve not seen many fics on young Jason, and I was curious to see what they’d come up with, especially as he’s doing a lot of the things I did at that age (but far more vigilantism than I did - I just did roller derby). Whatever the reason they chose to write about young Jason in their world, they envisioned it, took the time to write it, and shared it - that took a lot of time. I took the time to read it to the end, so I reblogged it to thank them - because it’s my blog and I decide what I want to share on it, not you. Simple as that.

Just because the character doesn’t act the way you want them to doesn’t make you right and the author wrong. You’re entitled to your opinion, just like they’re entitled to theirs. Writers don’t get better unless they get encouragement, find a mentor to give them constructive criticism, and read a lot of things (not just about their favorite character) to help them learn what they like and what they don’t. Maybe you’re a writer yourself - if so, you must have a thick skin (not because of your grammar and spelling, as English may not be your first language) but for your willingness to be so disparaging about another writer that you take to sending anon messages to those that reblog the author’s work to try and get them to stop. If so, I’m sorry someone in your past hurt you and showed you that treating others the same is acceptable behavior for an adult. At least reading the stories of the author you disparaged in your ask to me has given you an opportunity to learn what you don’t like, and will hopefully inspire you to be a better writer yourself. I also hope that after reading all of this, if you bothered to read to the end once you realized you haven’t changed my mind, you’ll be a little kinder to other authors and treat others the way you’d like to be treated. You may be anonymous here, but Karma knows your face, and she keeps score even if I don’t.

[sophie-taylorsversion]

Anderperry

okay, maybe i’m late to the party but we’re learning about shakespeare in theater right now and of course, one of his famous plays is in dead poets society!! specifically, A Midsummer Night’s dream.. and one of the quotes from that play is, “The course of true love never did run smooth.” and i just want to bring attention to how that is literally todd and neil. like. their whole story. their whole entire just existence. i couldn’t get them off my mind for the rest of the class period. i love them sm.

[quackkaz]

Todd : Sal, could you tell Neil that I’m mad at him? We’re in the middle of a fight and I don’t want to talk to him. 

Sal : ...You’re literally sitting on his lap. 

Todd : ...Your point?

Neil : Yeah, your point?

[ineedsmthsoon]

WHY I KIN TODD ANDERSON; A LONG AND DETAILED POST

REASON ONE: we are both incredibly socially anxious

if you really pay attention to his body language and how he speaks to others, he is a very anxious boy. one gigantic note is the locker room/shower room scene where he talks to neil about a study group, my guy was fidgeting so much. another important note is when neil asks him about the club and at first doesn’t want to go because he thought he would have to read poety aloud but then neil accommodates him which is really cute. i don’t like talking to people. i love social isolation. i don’t like being around the functioning human population. school drains my social battery so much. i hate people. people scare me. i think i need a diagnosis.

REASON TWO: we are both incredibly depressed

he always looks so sad and anxious in the presence of his parents or when his parents are mentioned. even in the opening scene of the movie he looks so mad. the scene of his birthday when neil throws the desk set he sits there all depressed and sad and just is overall feeling negative emotions. i’m always sad and stuff. i rot in bed all day and post on this silly little blog. something is just really wrong.

REASON THREE: we are both in love with neil

that boy is in love. how they look at one another isn’t just them being dude bros. the scene after neil’s death is a crazy example of this. all while the other poets are obviously upset and are grieving the loss of their friend, todd straight up runs outside, literally pukes because he’s that upset, and runs into the snow while screaming his name. it’s such a heartbreaking thing to see, and it shows how hard todd took the loss. they were secret boyfriends, todd told me himself. neil is so pretty and cool and we’re technically the same person. i love robert sean leonard as well.

thank you for reading if you’ve read this far. i hope that you agree with me on this matter

[inahallucination]

todd, drunk: d-don’t tel- don’t tell neil, but-but im in love-love with him

neil: todd, dove, we’re literally married; i already know

todd: shhhhhhhhh

[facecoveringblankets]

AU where Todd somehow got to Neil’s house the night after Midsummer and they spend that whole winter holiday writing letters to each other where they try to hide their feelings just in case but they get less discrete as they go along until by the end it’s literally like:

My dear Todd, 

I was thinking about what you said in your last letter about our dorm feeling more like a home than home, and I have to agree. I don’t really know what the definition of home is, but half destroyed desk-sets and pieces of clothing in each other’s closets somehow feels like we’re on the right track. My room here feels desolate compared to ours at Welton. I miss the sight of you scribbling down annotations on a novel, or me looking over your shoulder as you explain a biology question so I can look at your textbook. To be honest, I miss your scent clinging onto my bedsheets and us existing in the same atmosphere. I miss feeling that you’re close to me every night. 

It’s like knowing that you’re there makes me feel safe, does that make any sense at all?

Anyway, I hope your family is being better and that New Years isn’t as bad as Christmas. You deserve to be listened to. Things here are not the best, my dad won’t let go of the play and my mom won’t really hang on to anything at all, but it was all worth it. It would’ve been worth it just to see the look that you gave me when I had finished performing. 

I was also trying to find new reading recommendations for you. Have you ever read Oscar Wilde? There’s a couple of poems of his I think you’d really like, not to mention his other works. Maybe we should ask Captain if we can study him when we go back in January, although I think Cameron might have a heart attack if we stray any farther away from the syllabus. 

I really do miss you, and ironically enough, I’m looking forward to getting back to Welton next week.

Yours,

Neil

[ameliterature]

Good morning. (Anderperry One-shot)

Todd first smells it, something warm... eggs? Maybe it was toast... or both? His eyes were still shut but he could smell food being cooked in his dream. It didn't take much for him to hear the crackling sounds of oil that accompanied the scent of bacon. Of course, it made his mouth start to salivate.

He made a muffled moan into his bed sheets, tossing and turning in the comforter.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." Neil greets him from the kitchen-dining-living-bed-room that was their small apartment.

"Mmmmorning." Todd still didn't want to open his eyes, he could sense the sunlight through his eyelids, but he didn't want to believe it was the morning already.

"Time to rise and shine, sweetie. It's a big day."

"S'that why you're cooking me eggs and bacon?" Todd smiled, finally letting the first thing he sees be Neil in his grey shirt and boxers, white socks that went up to his shin, and his brown tousled hair just parted slightly to the right side of his face like it always does.

"No, I'm cooking this for you because I love you." Neil plates the food on their 1 out of 2 plates they bought at a thrift store nearby. "AND because it's your first day as a teacher."

"Teaching-Assistant." Todd corrected him as he stretches, letting himself take up the whole bed as he does so. After a few cracks from his bones, he sits up to properly look at his fiancé.

He's glad it was morning, he could see the ring he gave Neil shine properly at just the angle he was looking at.

"Hey, buster, I know I'm your world and everything but you're gonna have to get up."

"Alright, alright!" Todd laughs, still smiling to himself. He quickly uses the bathroom to brush his teeth, hastily scrubbing every corner of his mouth. He didn't waste time rushing over to their tiny dining table to kiss Neil.

"Morning." Todd smiles, their lips still centimeters apart.

"Wow, someone's finally a morning person." Neil chuckles, putting down his newspaper. He was wearing his glasses, the usual when he reads the morning paper.

"I will be, specially since I know you'll cook for me more often."

"Sweetie, I literally cook all our meals. Just because you put a ring on my finger last night doesn't mean I haven't done this before." Neil wiggled his left ring finger.

"Well, yeah, but now I can say 'my fiancé' is cooking me breakfast- or, eventually, 'my husband' is cooking me me breakfast." Todd sits on the opposite stool chair, finally cutting into the over-easy eggs.

"Well, your fiancé would like you to start getting used to being a morning person. You finally have a reason to be one."

"Yes, yes, thank you for that reminder." Todd smiled again, watching Neil drink his coffee.

"I'm gonna have to get you a matching ring eventually, when I get my paycheck." Neil lifts up Todd's free hand. "Shame if you don't get to flaunt that you're taken at work too."

"Don't actors have to take off their rings? Or are most of them just not married."

"Well, obviously I'll take it off on nights I actually have to act but... Nothing wrong with wearing it to rehearsals right?" Neil brings up his hand into the air. "How did you know my ring size anyway? How did you get a ring my size?"

"Charlie knew a guy."

"Ah... of course." Neil grins, nodding at the simplicity of the answer.

"Yep, and he says we're gonna have to fight over him for best man."

Neil laughs to himself- at the idea of Charlie finding out about Todd wanting to propose to him only to then pitch in his role as a best man immediately. Sounds like Charlie, alright.

Eventually Todd does get dressed for first day as a teacher. Well- at least an assistant teacher, Todd likes to remind them, but it's a good side job while he worked on his novels. Neil, though he was the morning person between the two of them, wasn't needed at work until the afternoon, so he cherished mornings when Todd was finally up early.

If you asked why Neil was a morning person, he'd say he wasn't always one. He became a morning person when he was 17 years of age, when the best things about waking up early in the morning was letting Todd Anderson be the first person he saw.

Taglist:

@maisietheweltoncow @anderperrytheplatypus @cupiiid @andersonsdeskset @sweetnessbythesea @she-nuwanda

[transias]

Green Eyed.

Pairings: Knox Overstreet x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None (only jealous Knox maybe?)

Summary: Reader is paired up with a fellow classmate for an important project, problem is Knox is aware that said classmate has a crush on the reader. Therefore sending him into a spiral of jealousy.

〰️

“I hope they pair us up together!” Knox whispers over to me, gently taking my hand and interlacing our fingers together under the table.

A smile grows on my face. God, how did I get so lucky?

“Overstreet and Pitts. (Y/l/n) and Thompson, Perry and Anderson.” The teacher continued.

I quietly groan, “Damn!” I mumble. Knox sighs as he looks over at me and at my classmate.

Jonas Thompson. He was a nice guy, don’t get me wrong. He just had a weird thing for me. He asked me out time after time, even after I started dating Knox.

I raise my hand, “Excuse me, sir. Could I switch partners, please?”

“Why? What’s wrong with Mr. Thompson?” He furrows his brow.

“N-nothing! I just think i’d be much more comfortable with somebody I know.”

The teacher shakes his head, “I apologize, (y/l/n). But the partners are already created.” I sigh, “Can’t you make an exception for me?”

“If I made an exception for you, i’d have to make an exception for everybody in this classroom. Now, quiet down or you’ll be sent to Mr. Nolan!” He snapped.

A frown forms on my face and I nod, jeez what an asshole.

〰️

After class, Knox and I made our way out to our next class.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and it’s Jonas, a smug look on his face. “Hey, (y/n)! I was thinking for the project maybe you and I could get together at the library after class?” He asks.

Knox’s grip on my hand tightens a little, I put my hand around his arm, signaling him to chill out.

“I uhm- sure, Thompson. I’ll catch you there.” I give him a forced smile, before walking away with Knox.

Knox grew quieter, a frown on his face the entire day. “What’s wrong?” I mumble.

He shakes his head, “Nothing. I’m fine.” He whispered.

“Is this about Thompson again?” I cross my arms.

Knox’s face softens and he nods. “Knox, darling, you have nothing to worry about. I promise!” I peck his cheek.

“But what if he asks you out again?” He asks. I shake my head, “Not gonna happen. Maybe be finally got the message after literally twenty two tries.” We both chuckle.

〰️

I walk down to the library and sigh, I was not excited nor happy about this.

I see Jonas wave over to me, “Hey (y/n)! So glad you could make it!” He smiles at me.

I shrug and take the seat in front of him, “Not like I had any choice, Thompson. This is part of our grade.”

Jonas and I get to work, during a small break we strike up a conversation about our favorite authors and books they’ve written. As it turns out, we had shared lots of things in common.

I yawn, “It’s getting late, I should go back to my dorm.”

Jonas nods, “Yeah! I mean we’re pretty much done anyways, we just need to practice what we’ll say.”

We say our goodbyes and I head to the common room to find Knox and my friends again. “Sup, losers?” I smile.

“Hey (y/n)!” They all reply.

I walk over to Knox and wrap my arms around him, “Hello my love, i’ve missed you.”

As I go in to kiss his cheek he dodges it, “Hi.” He simply says.

I furrow my eyebrows, “Is something wrong?”

No reply.

I notice the poets looking at us and I cross my arms, looking at them, “Alright, what’s wrong?”

“Todd? Neil? Cameron?” They all stood silent.

I scoff and grab my stuff, “Fine, if you assholes wanna act like this then i’ll just leave.” I slam the door behind me and walk to my dorm, locking the door.

A knock comes on my door and I stand up, “What?!” I exclaim, opening the door.

It was Cameron, “Why the aggression, (y/n)?”

“Because I asked what the fuck was wrong and you all ignored me!”

Cameron sighs, “Look, Knox is upset. Earlier he dropped by the library and saw you and Jonas talking. He’s just a little insecure since he says it looked like you two were getting comfortable.”

I shake my head, “This is bullshit. I told him he had nothing to worry about. Why can’t he trust me?”

Cameron shrugs, “I don’t know. Go talk to him, I think he feels bad.”

“Good, he should.” I mumble. He rolls his eyes, “Just talk to him!”

〰️

Before breakfast the next day, I gently place my hand on Knox’s arm, “Can we please talk?” I ask.

Knox looks around before nodding, “Yeah, I think we should.”

We head to a more quiet and private part and I cross my arms, “What the hell was that little tantrum you threw yesterday?”

“I- (y/n)… i’m sorry. I know I acted immaturely and I feel ashamed. Could you ever forgive me, my love?” He pleads.

I stare at him for a few moments, “Cameron told me why. Knox, I told you you had nothing to worry about and I mean it.” I cross my arms, “You know you’re the only flower in my garden.”

He smiles and walks over to me, cupping my cheeks and pulling me into a kiss. “I’m really sorry, darling.” He whispers.

“I think i’ll need another kiss to fully accept your apology.”

[propaganda-for-poets]

🩹 the dps but with a cat

she somehow crawled in through meeks and pitts' window one day. now she refuses to leave.

they'll tell you they did everything they could to get her out but who are we kidding, when they realized she's adamant on staying inside they just let her be

and decided to name her melpie, short for melpomene

(which was definitely meeks' idea)

meeks and pitts just got everyone to their room and went like "okay, group decision, do we keep her"

they all outvoted cameron to keep her and decided she can just switch between their dorms

"okay, but you know how this will go down once nolan finds out, because he will eventually find out, this is a bad idea. i'm not letting her anywhere near our dorm, she leaves hair everywhere and it's risky. plus, i don't like cats."

"that's bullshit, who doesn't like cats?"

"i don't. if i needed someone to knock down stuff, ruin furniture and have a constant need of attention i'd just go hang out with charlie."

they let him be because they know he'll warm up to her anyways, that's just cameron to you

todd absolutely loves having her around while studying because he likes studying by himself but he also likes to feel like he's not completely alone when he's doing it

and whenever he's feeling out of the mood and stays back from a dps meeting or whatever else the boys are up to do he'll sit with her in the dorm

this applies to any of the poets but it's mostly todd who does it

pitts once left one of his sweaters on the floor and she claimed it as her bed so now it stays there at all times

she'll just crawl inside and take a nap

meeks LOVES cats but for some reason he's really scared to pick her up

"no look you can just,, take her, she doesn't do anything" "BUT WHAT IF SHE MOVES AND I DROP HER." "you won't drop her" "SHE'LL HATE ME, NEIL!!"

charlie has about eight billion sketches of her, she's the love of his life

meanwhile cameron loses it whenever he has her around

"charlie!! she's on my desk!!"

"relax, she doesn't do anything, she's just sitting there"

"she's on my trig notes charlie get her off my notes remove her immediately because i swear to god if she pisses on them i'll tell mcallister you did it"

much to his dismay, she absolutely LOVES cameron

maybe it's because he's constantly warm and she likes to sit on him, maybe she's just pissed that he's not giving her attention

cameron insists he can't stand that cat until he's sick and has to stay back from classes so while all the others are on their lessons he's the only one melpie can go to

and she just goes and. sits on him on his bed.

normally this is where cameron complains until someone gets her off of him but now he's the only one still in the dorms and he's tired and sick and his entire body is aching so he's not really up to wrestle a cat

he lets her be

charlie comes back and finds cameron asleep with melpie curled by his side and he literally goes and gets everyone like "oh you guys have to see this!!"

so yeah, she grows on him

knox will just sit and recite his life story to her

"oh, melpie, you're so lucky to be a cat,,,,,, you're free of suffering,,, and pain,,,,,and struggles,,,,,,,,"

"alright calm down knoxious you missed spaghetti and meatballs once we'll literally have it again next week"

pitts once accidentally stepped on her tail and he cried

cameron turns out to really love her

whenever he's sad she'll come and sit by his side and, yes, he usually wants to be alone, he's glad the boys get that and let him be, but it's still nice to have some company

neil has a very strict no swearing in front of the cat rule

"and i swear to god this bitch-" "CHARLIE!! NOT IN FRONT OF THE CHILD!!!!!!"

"neil, you do know she doesn't understand anything we're saying-"

"THAT IS NOT HOW I WILL RAISE MY KID, DALTON, YOU'RE CORRUPTING HER"

"ffs,,"

charlie eventually convinces his parents to keep her. the boys do have to leave welton at some point and they want to make sure they won't lose her when that happens, he promised he'd care for her and his family's filthy rich anyways so there's no issue with anything.

[ughgclden]

todd anderson in a relationship headcanons !

warnings: none!

in a relationship, todd is the sweetest boy ever. all he ever wants is to see you happy, and he’ll try his hardest to ensure that you are.

gives incredibly thoughtful gifts for anniversaries, birthdays and other holidays.

he can actually be quite affectionate! todd isn't the best at verbally expressing his feelings - every time he looks at you he's overcome with so many intense emotions, he wouldn't even know how to express them in a coherant sentence.

so he tries to show his admiration for you through gestures. he'll stroke a thumb across the back of your hand, trace shapes along your arm, play around with your hair if it's long enough, or just hold your face softly in his palm.

of course, this is todd we’re talking about. whilst physically he sometimes struggles knowing what to say and how, he finds it more than easy to put it into writing.

he would write you so many poems you won’t even know what to do with them.

sometimes he seals them all fancy in a little wax-sealed envelope, accompanied by a flower if you’re into that sort of thing.

and if you write him a poem in return? oh boy.

he doesn’t know how to react.

literally. he malfunctions for about a minute until the biggest grin spreads across his face. before he’s even read it he’s pulling you into the tightest hug and thanking you over and over.

he hangs it up in his dorm room afterwards, above his desk so any time he’s studying he can look at that and think of you.

loves going for walks, and will point out every pretty thing that reminds him of you.

todd loves cuddling! if he’s had a particularly bad day, all he wants is to curl up next to you; your presence calms him down almost immediately. he’ll sit quietly and stroke your hair, sometimes asking you just to talk to him until he feels better.

80% of the time this ends in him falling asleep on you.

this boy is like a cat. at any opportunity, he will just curl up and fall asleep.

he often lets you borrow copies of books he enjoys. the pages are usually covered in scribbles, his messy handwriting detailing his thoughts and opinions in the margins and wherever else he can.

todd is also incredibly playful; despite how shy he initially is, once he’s comfortable he’ll happily tease you and joke around with ease.

during the winter, he begs you to make snowmen with him. they’re usually oddly shaped and a little small, but once they’re adorned with a spare hat and scarf todd loves them.

neil is constantly on the recieving end of late-night rambles about how amazing you are and how much he loves you, and how thankful he is that he has you.

the others often tease him, as he’ll just slip into daydreams about you. he stares into space, distracted by thoughts, a lazy smile on his lips.

he’s only brought back to earth by charlie slamming a book closed inches away from his face.

he tries his hardest to sneak you into welton if you're having a bad night, often enlisting the help of the other poets (who are more than happy to assist)

honestly, seeing the boys trying to sneak around and drag you unnoticed through the corridors is more than enough to bring a smile to your lips

prefers simpler petnames like sweetheart or darling - he thinks 'babe' sounds a little odd coming from his mouth

he truly thinks you’re just the best person in the world.

i rly wanted to do this so, here's how i think todd would be like in a relationship !! hopefully they’re okay! if you'd like to b tagged in any of the others, just let me know ! 💌

request any other hc's here!!

you can soon find the other poets here: neil knox pitts meeks charlie cameron

[duxpuella]

Hi me again!😂 Can you maybe make a head canon of where the reader is Charlie’s sibling and Todd tells him that he likes them and Charlie gives Todd the ‘big brother talk’ and gives Todd his blessing to go out with the reader (his sibling)

Headcanon for (gn!) reader being Charlie D.'s sibling and Todd A.'s crush

<Attention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.

Warnings: Fluff; >

Note: Y/n - your name/ Y/Ln - your last name/ Y/fn - your friend’s; Any thoughts on my writing are always welcome! If you feel like anything is out of character, don't hesitate to tell me. I got carried away so is hella long.

Also, here’s my Todd playlist, hope you enjoy it!

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You were Charlie's younger sibling;

A year younger actually, he was your best friend in the world and also very protective;

So, until you were 16, you used to see him only when he was back at home;

But then, since you've got older and studied not very far from him, you decided to sneak out and visit him during a weekend;

The fact that he was your big brother implied that you knew how to sneak out and talk your way out very well, perhaps even better than him, he would say;

On a Friday night, Charlie gets a call from Welton's phone... "I'll be near the dorms in 20 minutes... come pick me up." "wHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEAR THE DORMS?" "Just come here, okay? Mom and dad don't know.... bye!";

"This kid is gonna be the death of me, I swear to GOD.";

And Neil was the only one who understood since he was the only one who knew about your existence;

He follows Charlie to your location, along with all of the poets who have no clue on what's going on but, oh well, they're curious;

When they all get there, you haven't arrived yet, Charlie's pacing anxiously along the sidewalk and everyone's wondering wtf is up with him;

"What exactly we're do-" "sHUSH CAMERON";

No one has ever seen Charlie so nervous;

Then, out of nowhere comes someone, slightly shorter than him;

They run to Charlie's arms and he falls on his butt with the impact;

"Are you insane?!?! If the thought of you sneaking out EVER crosses our parent's minds, I'm never seeing you again." "I miss you too much, it's not fair!" You say in a similar tone to Charlie's when he's upset about something;

Then the realization hits everyone: You're his sibling;

You'd stay for the weekend and go back to your school by Saturday's dawn;

All of the poets liked you, but one, in particular, caught your attention: a very shy boy, who didn't dare to even glance at you;

He just seemed so sweet and adorable, you wanted to find out more about him;

With that in mind, you went there the next Friday, and the next one, and the next one.....

You were as outgoing and bold as Charlie, perhaps a bit more observant than him, but yet very social;

You got the dynamic pretty quick and they "adopted" you as the group's protegeé;

You saw Todd becoming more comfortable with you, and even being slightly playful;

Charlie knew you, didn't take long for him to realize you liked Todd;

So, as The Big Bro, he decided to investigate and see if Todd liked you too;

Since none of you took the attitude, he asked for Todd to escort you back to your school that week;

"Todd, I'm sort of tired today... could you please escort (Y/n) back? Please, make sure they get there safely.";

So he did, the walk was pleasing, you both had a lot in common and you heard him talk about Mr.Keating's class;

He was just... So passionate and adorable at the same time;

When both of you got on your school's entrance, you pecked him in the cheek and thanked him for the company;

the boy wen RED, LITERALLY;

"It's my pleasure." You almost didn't hear the answer;

When he got back at Welton's dorm, he sort of vented with Neil;

"aND THE'RE SO SMART I- why you're smiling like that?" "You fancy them, don't you?" "No, no I don't! I just admire them, I wasn't that clever and interesting at this age, I barely am now!" "Suuure, just admiration, noted.";

People talk, and Charlie had his confirmation by morning;

"Todd, can I talk to you after lunch? My dorm, is important.";

No need to say that Todd basically froze, eyes widen and palms sweating "A-an... S-sure.";

After lunch they went to Charlie's dorm room, Todd sat at Cameron's bed very nervous while Charlie had that smirk on his face;

"I'm gonna be quick, the thing is... you fancy (Y/n) and I know they fancy you too." "I d-" "sHUSH, don't lie to me loverboy." "Okay, I do fancy them... but why did y-" "I'm not done yet. You see, they're my younger sibling and my favorite person on the damn planet. You hurt their feelings, and I WILL COME AFTER YOU, okay?";

"y-Yes Sir." "Good, that clear, just know that you guys make a cute couple, you should ask them out." Said Charlie, winking at him and tapping Todd's shoulder on his way out of the room;

Next weekend, Todd took you out to a coffee shop nearby;

Was a lovely date, you guys talked a LOT;

A few weeks after, you were dating;

Your first kiss was at a 'goodbye' in your school's entrance;

Both of you went to sleep with a stomach full of butterflies;

Charlie always helps both of you getting time alone and buying gifts for each other;

He was the one who first invited Todd to a dinner at his place so he could "met you";

Your parents never found out about your sneak outs, and soon enough you and Todd "start dating";

With all of that, Neil and Charlie ended up with the "matchmaking" fame, and all of the other poets went to them for advice;

Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);

Also, you'll find more of my writing here.

[sonybees]

me rewatching dead poets society instead of doing my assignments

i’m not sure if anyone would even care about this but i am really bored soo here we go

neil looks so down when he’s with his father stopdjejdkfjnr

poor todd got forced to stand up i would get pissed eujehd

the best preparatory school? lmfao ok.

KEATING YAY

THE PRESSURE THAT TODD HAS TO GO THROUGH I CAN SEE IT IN HIS EYES HE DOES NOT WANT THIS WTF

poor kids being forced to go there

LMFAO SPAZ

i still don’t know what a stiff means is that even what he said?

OOPS LMFAO

attractive pieces of sht leaning on a door frame help

“keen.” HA

YESSIR USJSJSJ

why does meeks kind of sound like me when i meet someone new

“he flatters me.” LOLSJNDKSHSJJSKSJDC

“i thought you’d gOne.”

freaking hell stfu tom

i’ve always thought this who calls their father “sir” ???

THE LOOK CHARLIE AND KNOX SHARE HDNEJDJF

“BRAIN DAMAGE” HSMEJD

they all look so confused like same

BRO SPAZ LMFAO

their smiles are so cute awwjdnejsnjd

POOR PITTS SHJWJS

MEEKS SMILE WHEN HE SAID AN UNFORTUNATE NAME

DING

“turn cold and die.” damn that took a turn fast

caaaaaarpeeeee dieeeeeem @siezethedaypoets (sorry! sjjejs)

“that means you daLtoN” the way he says it lfmaosjjd

i thought he was gonna do history he pulled out his chem book dhjshdbd

take a breath knox damn

them just not at all understanding math is a mood

too bad :/

AWW THE WXCITEMENT IN PITTS AND MEEKS EYES

“very funny, dalton.” hehehhehehejjdjdjfjrkdn ccmv mf

AWW MEEKS

CHARLIE WTF YOU DRAWING

RIP SHRED TEAR

RIP RIP RIP

oh shit

ahh one of my fav scenes, charlie basically eating that ball of paper

i hate looking at this it’s so awkward like hello mr. mccallister

what will your verse be?

THE MASHED POTATOS

“no, keating.” LMFAO YES GO KEATING

is that stick? on the end of the table?

“don’t come please.”

“no shIt, sherlock.” HA I LOVE THIS GUY

“pittsie, cmon!” “his grades are hurting, charlie.” i literally just love this conversation

“i’ll try anything once.” “except sex!” “ha ha ha.” HSJWJJSND ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAV CONVOS

“WOMEN SWOON HA HA HA” THE EVIL LAUGH WTF SHEJJS

“CHARLIE @tellmewhytheyswoon” SORRY I HAD TO LMFAO

LMFAO SHUT UP WILL YOU

this is so chaotic and messy damn

the treatshsjdj

they’re loud asf

i wonder who’s who while they were running with the hoods

OH CRAP THE SUN IS OUT WHAT that isn’t in the movie sorry

I LOVE MEEKS AND CHARLIE’S RELATIONSHIP SM

i could never take note of the minutes when something happens how will he do that

YESSIR PART TWO

HOW DID PITTS TAKE THE OTHER HALF SO FAST

EVEN TODD KNOWS CAMERONS STORY LMFAO

LMFOA KNOX IS STARING AT THE PICTURE

MEEKS HOOO THEN I SAW THE CONGO CREEPING THROUGH THE BLACK

THE LITTLE BOING NOISE LMFAO WHAT IS THAT

“are you a man or an amoeba?” i’m sorry lol what the hell do you mean sjdjiend

TO WOO WOMEN

“why do i stand up here? anybody?” “@tofeeltaller” HA I LOVE DOING THIS IM SORRY

i would cry if i found out that i had to make a poem AND read it aloud in front of everyone

poor todd thougsjwhidfj

i wanna marry todd. lmfao where did that come from

RADIO FREE AMERICA

AWW THEM DANCING STFU THIS IS SO CUTE

i can’t hear the audio hellloooooojdjwksbdken

AWW we got some anderperry content here

lol i wanna wear their sweaters

:/// TODD

“no.” “no? what do you mean no?” “no.” *smirks* HAJDJDJWKNS

DONT BE IMMATURE

IDK WHERE TF THE INSTRUMENTS CAME FROM BUT I LOVE IT

the birds are so pretty

nice outfit knox

STOP STARING DUDE YOU’RE MAKING IT TOO OBVIOUS CMON

“sounds to me like you’re daunted.” JSJS

TO INDEED BE A GOD

MEEKS AND PITTS WOTH THEIR HEADPHONES ON AWW

“PUCK YOU” LMFAOAJSJJDJ

i bet todd’s poem is actually great

“the cat sat on the mat.” DNDIDHJDJDJDHS i love how keating still said it wasn’t all bad though

BRO DAMN DONT CALL TODD AND I OUT LIKE THAT

lmfao todd’s just hating every second of this

“sweaty toothed madman” i can see that too whatsbjdjdjsn

THIS IS BETTER THAN ANY POEM I EVER TRIED TO WRITE GREAT JOB TODD

NEIL IS AMAZED

when keating pushed their foreheads together wtf aww father son love typa thing that’s so cutejjedujsidj

LMFOA NO KNOX TRIPPED

YAYY GOAL

wtf this seems so fun

“your parents collect pipes? oh that’s really interesting.” LFMAOOAJSJD I LOVE PITTS

poetrusic by charlie dalton

laughing crying mumbling tumbling

DAMN HES GOOD

the little kind of aggressive hair ruffle awwjendn

OOO VOCABULARY

LMFAO THE LITTLE CHUCKLE KNOX DOES

AWW THEYRE ALL SO HAPPY FOR KNOX

THE SCARFSJJD

“exercising my right not to walk.” smartass

it’s todd’s birthday and no one greeted him excpet neil stfukqbxqbcdbkrw

the first unmanned flying desk set yes yes

THEY ALL JUST STOOD UP LMFAO

merlin knox you are DRUNK

PLEASE DONT ISTG KNOX

THATS NOT WHAT HE MEANT BY CARPE DIEM

well you’re in deep trouble now

“it’s God. he says we should have girls at welton.” as much as i love this scene what the hell were you thinking my man

i don’t get how this was legal back then. wtf is it gonna do? you’re just hurting the kids bro

the pain in his eyes stop

“@dangitneil the name’s nuwanda.” pain brokqdb jdjf

CRAP CRAP CRAP MR PERRY GET OUT

the pic of keating’s wife/gf aww

neil you’re gonna make me cry stop

that is so odd why are their lockers like connected from the left side isn’t it usually from the right?

JSKSIJDEIUWKDRUEJSJX CHRIS IS SO DONE NODKDMD

that piece of bread

THIS GUY JUST SHOVED A KID CMON KNOX

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN NOTHING?”

AWW WHEN TODD MESSED UO CAMERONS HAIR

CHARLIE LMFAO I MENA NUWANDA

KNOX IS DONE W THEM TOO

chris is gorgeous omg

the snow in her hair stop marry me

“you are SO infuriating”

i hate how i’m just completely forgetting what’s gonna happen in like 10 minutes

PUCK

LMFAOTHEM HOLDING DOWN CHARLIE

“he’s really good.” AW YES HE IS FUCSHWMDMD

wait the holding hands is kinda cute thoughsjdnd

bro mr perry is making me want to kill someone maybe him

NEIL’S SMILE IMMEDIATELY WENT AWAY IHATE YOU TOM

damnit you idiot i hate you sm let your son live you bastard

sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sobs sobs sobs

merlin neil

IM JUST NOT GONNA THINK ABOUT THIS YK

HA HA HA NOT CRYING

SIGHS AGAIN

DEAR LORD

NO TODD IS GONNA MAKE ME CRY TOO STOP

THEY ALL SEEM LIKE THEYRE IN SHOCK NO

damn everything

SIGH WHY DIDNT I STOP WATCHING? IDFK

“it’s beautiful.” NOFNEJWGHSGEMWGE NEED WH

KEATING NO

lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol

charlie just sitting down not singing i hate this

i probably should’ve just stopped watching yk but i didn’t but that’s okay i think

i got so pissed the first time they said that they were gonna ask questions like??? did mr perry did no at all realize that it was his fault?

sigh cameron you aren’t always that bad but in this scene i loathe you

NO RICHARD

DAMNIT YOU MADE TODD SNAP

AND CHARLIE SNAPPED TOO YOU JUST MESSED UP TOO MUCH MAN

i hate how it went from a happy dark academia movie to this cmon

todd’s dad is so mean shut up he was just asking a question

it feels so sad in the room i hate it

the empty chairs pls no

keating’s little chuckle man i miss their smiles

BRO SROP THEY LOOK SO SAD TODD ISTG

*GASP OF HAPPINESS IN THE MIDDLE OF CRYING* HUHUHUH

TODD MEEKS STICK SPAZ PITTS KNOX GEORGE? HA I LOVE YALL

and we’re done. damn okay

thanks for reading ig fjdbshsbjwhdjsj

anyways i’m tired goodnight or morning or wtvr thanks! and sorry <3