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why do I never watch things with happy endings.

Characters that give off the same vibes:

sometimes a piece of media just! grabs you by the throat and says, "hey buddy! I'm gonna irrevocably alter your brain chemistry now! have fun with that!!"

and then you just ! gotta deal with that ! you guess !!

Neil Perry becomes a flustered mess whenever the mention of kissing or sex is brought up, but is the most tactile person on the planet. Adores and gives out hugs like they are going out of fashion.

Todd Anderson, on the other hand, his cheeks are on fire every single time without fail. Whenever someone initiates physical intimacy with him. But on the other hand, he is easily capable of kissing, making out, etc, as long as he's comfortable with the person.

Getting with Neil helped Todd's confidence tremendously because if he wanted a kiss or something more, he'd have to be the one to initiate it.

DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) // HOUSE M.D. (2004-2012)

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My contribution to @fluffbruary 2025 I don't know if I'll do another day, and this is technically a day late, but here it is.

Day 1

I used dark and wander, but it ended up having a mind of its own.

Words: 550

Ship: Neil x Todd

There were just some things about Neil that Todd would never be able to understand about him. Like how he was able to light an entire room up and make the most boring topics some of the most interesting and many more things he found himself cherishing anyway, which is why he found himself wandering through the woods in the middle of the night with Neil clinging to his arm, which Todd could just make out he was beaming from the way the moonlight was hitting his face.

‘Neil, baby, where are we going?’ Todd asked, placing a gentle kiss to his neck when they suddenly stopped in a clearing. Neil looked just as lost as Todd was feeling but he still had the brightest smile on his face that continued to melt Todd into a puddle, like it always did. ‘I don’t know.’ Neil replied through a breath, his voice sounding higher pitched and airier than usual, that Todd couldn’t help himself from laughing as he brought Neil into a kiss. The moon went behind the clouds plunging them both into darkness, he felt Neil tense slightly, uncomfortable being in complete darkness, but Todd just kissed him again wrapping his arms around Neil’s waist and pulling him in close. Neil, predictably, was soothed instantly melting against Todd, one of his hands shyly making its way into his hair while the other wrapped around his neck.

There was something about kissing that always made Neil so incredibly shy, it was something that Todd had always been the one to initiate. Todd guessed that he should have seen that one coming Neil being a person who would be flushed for several minutes after being the one to give Todd a kiss on the cheek, whose favourite movie was Bambi and hid himself from the on screen kiss in sleeping beauty when they went to see it in cinema. Any other physical contact though was a different story, Neil thrived on hugs and cuddles, hand holding the works. It was something that Todd probably should have seen coming as well, and it was a trait of Neil’s that always made Todd’s cheeks burn a bright pink. Neil has always been a tactile person, always leaning on their friends, asking for hugs and sneaking into Todd's bed for cuddles during the night.

Todd found himself gently swaying them to the soft breeze of the wind through the trees, just kissing Neil and holding him close with all the love he could possibly express, coming nowhere near to the amount he actually felt for the other boy. This. This was the life. This was everything Todd could have ever asked for. Neil was everything he could have ever asked for and more. And as Todd kissed Neil that little bit deeper, moving a hand up to Neil’s cheek so he could feel the blush coating the other boy's cheeks, he couldn’t stop smiling. Neil was his everything, Todd never thought he had anything, but now, against all odds, he has everything. This perfect boy was all his, this perfect boy he would wander to the end of the world for, this perfect boy that had managed to consume his entire life in all the right ways.

His perfect boy.

Ok, but imagine the dead poets at Hogwarts, and even tho they are all in different houses, they still have their study sessions in Meeks' room because out of the 7 of them they are all doing one or more subjects the same as someone else.

Meeks aced runes and let's Charlie cheat off of him because he thought it would be an easy A, but turns out he had to actually put effort that he didn't want to use into it.

Cameron is always helping an incredibly confused Neil, Knox, and Charlie with divination.

Pitts and Meeks are always fiddling with muggle tech that only Neil and Todd know what the other two are working on, and no, they aren't going to blow anything up. At least they don't think so.

Todd always has to give Neil his notes from care of magical creatures because Neil is always figuring out a way to try and hug the creatures, that or figuring out how to give Todd a hug. It's not his fault they all look cuddly.

Charlie isn't half bad at potions, but only because he sneeks in to watch the teacher make the potion. Otherwise, he would be rubbish, Knox is incredibly grateful for having Charlie as his partner.

Pitts and Perry try their best in herbology, but again, Neil wants to hug everything, and Pitts is very worried watching him get emotionally attached to a plant, so they usually have to ask Stick for the course work after class. Pitts is pretty sure Neil has managed to smuggle in and domesticate a baby womping willow, who he's pretty sure Neil named Puck.

Charlie always says that Knox was a cheater when it came to how good he was at charms, Knox always replied with something cheesy about his looks or something even more cheesy about his name. Cameron was quick to wack him over the head.

It was always a competition between Cameron and Neil for who was better at transfiguration, Neil accidentally transfigured him into a textbook once and spent three days figuring out how to turn him back. He was too embarrassed to get a teachers help.

Probably the most surprising was how incredible Todd is at defence against the dark arts.

He was also the only one who could stay awake and pay attention during history of magic. So it was the only time Meeks and Cameron would allow themselves to sleep during class, knowing Todd had their back.

And the guys who aren't in Meeks' house always get caught by prefects on their way back to their dorm, so much so that a prefect has started knocking on the door when there's 10 minutes till curfew.

Pitts is also really good at getting lost, but he is also really good at getting to his classes on time. He just goes with the flow.

Ok, I can't currently, at 20 past 11 at night, stop thinking about Neil Perry with a wonky walk. Like he has a left lean walk or something like that where he is always slowly walking off to the left. Charlie definitely, at first, thought Neil was coming onto him with how much he was getting into his personal space, but then he saw Neil walk out of the dining hall, from his place at the table, and saw how he slowly veered to the left.

Charlie, thinking Neil knows about the way he walks, just subtly helps him stay in the right direction even if it sometimes drives him up the wall. The thing is though, Neil doesn't know this fact about himself and is always confused when he smacks into things because he could have sworn he wasn't that close to it before.

Neil is most definitely banned from going into the woods on his own because the one time he did go into the woods by himself, he got so lost that it was the next day before anyone found him. He insists that he doesn't know how he got lost, and annoyed he walks away from them, and all the poets can do is sigh as they watch Neil slowly walk off to the left and of course Neil is looking up at the birds in a near by tree and not where he is going. And he wonders why he got lost in the first place.

OK, so I read this dead poets society fic a while ago. I can't remember the name of it for the life of me, and it's a soulmate au where the longer you spend away from your soulmate once you find them the more irrational you feel (if u find it please leave a link for others to find, I don't remember how I found it the first time and I'd love to credit them.) In the fic Todd was getting extra anxious and Neil was getting angry?? Maybe frustrated something like that because Neil got himself locked up on the roof.

But can I possibly present it the other way round for you all...

Todd, who has finally found the first person to actually see him, to love him unconditionally, to actually want him for him and not some name he's supposed to live up to. So irrationally, he wants to desperately hold onto that love, letting himself be selfish for once in his life. He gets agitated beyond belief, wanting Neil back with him yesterday.

And Neil "I don't know how to process emotion, but at the same time, I feel everything way too deeply." Perry just shuts down, unsure of what to do with what he is currently feeling, so he shuts down and becomes dissociative and quiet. Neil is also used to not getting what he wants, with usually little protest from him, so he goes quiet.

I'm sorry. I don't know if I'm just not far enough into House (because I'm only up to season 4 but have seen so many spoilers it feels like I've seen it all). But James Wilson will never be able to fight the Neil Perry allegations when it literally says he was formerly an actor on his Wikipedia page like hello.

just watched dead poets society, broke me in a way that i will never recover from, changed the trajectory of my life, amazing movie.

the thing that breaks my heart when i think of neil is the fact that he was literally just a kid. he was only sixteen when he died, still so young, just a teenager. most kids at sixteen were still learning how to drive!! that was someone’s baby. he was full of life too! he loved acting, he knew how to include everyone, he was smiley and cheerful despite his father’s antics. he had one goal that would’ve made him so happy, that goal would’ve been his entire future, and he lived it for one night. one night made him so happy, and in the same night, made him so sad. he never even got to say goodbye to his family.

Dead poets society has altered the trajectory of my life and changed my brain chemistry it’s been two years since I watched it, i’ll never be the same

THATS INSANE 💜💜💜💜

ao3 was opened to use 15 years ago so i want to remind yall that the second ever posted and oldest ao3 fanfiction left is DEAD POETS SOCIETY NECROMANCY FIC

you know what they say, you can't spell 'carpe diem' without die

Anderperry fic I've been working on!

I've been working on a fic for a while now and if you've been in the ao3 Anderperry tag in the past few months, you've probably come across it but I just wanna say I'm here on tumblr bc it seems like most dps fans are here!!!

It's one of those "what if Neil lived?" scenarios with college life in NYC in case you haven't seen it, and it's called "Off to New York City"

my English teacher from last year showed it to our class and I remember thinking that gorgeous cheekbones boy and shy blue eyed guy were kinda into each other and now I've been stuck in this pipeline for months😭

anyways, I'm grateful for all the love my first multi chapter and first published fic has received so far since it started off as a 1k word Drabble :)

I'd say im around halfway through publishing and writing it, so stick around for updates <333

Dead Poets Society 1989 | dir. Peter Weir ↳ @pscentral event 27: scenery

i didn’t know if anyone told him so i asked and

gale hansen says non-binary charlie rights

Graphic design is my passion and 80’s movies are my vice

I forgot to post this oops

You know I don’t think I’ll ever get over dead poets society. I know some people hate it because it racist and all that and yes I don’t deny it has it’s issues. There’s just this heart breaking truth of the movie.

People die others live, live the same life that they’ve always hated.

Things don’t really change for the poets. They lose a friend, a level of grief that will always be with them. They go back to school with no teacher teaching them things of inspiration. Dead poets society was only a moment in these boys lives. That’s part of the reason it’s so special to me. We all no matter who have had at least one moment where we felt truly alive. The truth that’s set in stone is life is death always led on by the other. So live, CARPE DEIM BITCHES.

We are at some point kids/teens. But we live so live a life of tales not of pointless small talk.

@books-poetry-tea omg thank you for asking! So the introduction is Understanding Poetry, Pritchard is saying how good poetry is something measured by graphing it’s qualities. Poetry is yk a form of art which expresses any emotion you can think of. Poetry is a deeper way of people allowing themselves to be vulnerable and all that. On the surface I am the pages. I represent a type of scale weighing the good and the bad but sometimes my ideas of bad and good are blind sided by everything around me. So the scale Pritchard made shows human excellence not human expression. Which like omg this scene is so important to me because it really encompasses the meaning of the film. The boys ripping out the pages is them finally allowing themselves expression over excellence. I am the pages because I have become blinded by the expectations set in the environment I’ve grown in. So when the boys rip these pages away they are essentially allowing the pillars(tradition, honor, discipline, and excellence) or the expectations that have been set for them to brake away which in turn relates to me by ripping away toxic traits I’ve learned and need to unlearn.

Thank you for letting me ramble (•3•) idek if what I said makes sense but it makes sense to me so…

You know everyone in the Dps fandom is like I relate to Todd or I relate to Neil or literally any of them but tbh I relate to the introduction pages.

Yk thé pages they rip out because it puts a box on creativity so they throw it away.

Yeah I’m those pages.

No I will not explain (unless you ask please ask I want to explain)

𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓹𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓶🕯

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PSA

charlie dalton is a closeted sex repulsed/neutral asexual.

i'm not taking criticism.

Dead Poets Society Pride Icons

Todd Anderson

Neil Perry

Credit isn't needed but is appreciated!

Sorry for not being active, I haven't quit I swear! Requests are open for profile pictures but closed for writing :)

I’m gonna act. Yes! Yes! I’m gonna be an actor! Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted to try this! For the first time in my whole life I know what I want to do.

My friend is gone, he ran away / I can tell you, I love him each day

The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades is Out to Get Us!, Sufjan Stevens // Dead Poets Society (1989), dir. Peter Weir

Thinking about that one kid in my law class who came into class everyday with a plastic bag full of water and would drink it with a bendy straw throughout the class....anyway Charlie Dalton energy.