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Cameron Redemption Part 1 + Part 2 (With chameron lmao) (feat @fandomfiish )
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Anderperry HC
DPS HC
TimeTraveller!Todd Theory
DPS ENCANTO HC TURNED CAMERON REDEMPTION (feat @fandomfiish)
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✨Non-DPS Related✨
Old posts (2012-earlier) - Most of them were really just me being Sapphic and heartbroken or really into my ernest hemmingway phase, so forgive my HS self for being so VERY emo
Random Stuff - Realizations, talking to myself, being a BLOG
POETRY? - Don't worry, I am physically unable to chase you, but I can write
DPS Au where, like Knox, Neil has to visit his father's colleague's home. Except his father's colleague is The Andersons.
Neil’s only met Jeff Anderson and his Dad because their fathers are doctors. They usually met in Welton, Hospitals or the Perry home. This time, Neil was told to bring tidings to the new Anderson home (alone because his Father was busy).
So Neil arrives at the front door, expecting to see Jeff again because he's the one he always saw at school prior, but instead gets greeted by a beautiful dark-blonde boy with pale blue eyes.
Neil's practically doing that 'love at first sight' face right about now.
"Jeff, Dad! He's here!" The boy yells, almost embarrassed, he was probably not expecting to be the one to answer the door.
"Oh-- Sorry, I'm Neil Perry," Neil introduces himself, "and this is Professor Hager." He gestures to his chaperone before Hager excuses himself to leave.
Before the boy could introduce himself, Jeff pops in. "Hey Perry! I see you've met my little brother, Todd. I think you guys are in the same year or something."
"Is that so?" Neil’s signature smile beamed as he entered their home. "Nice to meet you, Todd."
Neil could barely focus on Jeff showing him around their home, Todd was silently trailing behind them like a lost puppy. Neil overheard Jeff say that their father wanted Todd to be friends with Neil because he could be his future school mate.
"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, you and Todd can explore the 2nd floor." Jeff makes Todd bring Neil upstairs and show him around.
Neil’s a bit nervous because not only was he not expecting to meet Todd, but he wasn't expecting the night to be so exciting.
After just a few hours with the Andersons, Neil returns to Welton to see his friends clamouring to finish their homework.
"How was the visit to the Andersons? Jeff still showing off?" Charlie grinned.
"Oh-- yeah, Jeff was there."
"You seem pretty out of it, did something happen?" Meeks inspected Neil’s dazed state.
"I... I just met the most beautiful guy ever."
The poets look at him with concern.
"But it's Jeff's little brother."
"What's wrong with that?" Cameron asks, pretty unaware.
"What's wrong? Cameron, don't you see how, not only will I be unable to even get close Todd Anderson that way, but I also can't compare to his brother at all! Jeff would never approve of me."
"I doubt Todd would be into guys who are like his brother." Knox added.
"And, you didn't even tell us about him yet!" Charlie demanded.
"Okay, so, his eyes--" Neil proceeds to swoon over Todd the next minutes before Hager called them to leave.
"Have you told your Father what you told me?" "I can't talk to him this way" :(
This was the sign Keating didn't pick up on. Neil's perception of his happiness and life was blocked by his fear of his father
That one thing that I wish Keating helped Neil do was explain to him he had options OUTSIDE of acting :( Neil feels trapped because he thinks Acting is his whole life. Yeah sure, you can always tell a young person to follow their dreams but never let a kid think it's the only path for happiness. Sometimes to achieve dreams to to escape certain circumstances, certain people who disable your dreams, work through your life with solutions, finding comfort within an oppressing environment while you find said solutions. I feel like Neil was given the impression that if he didn't stand up to his father he wouldn't be happy AND he would miss his chances to act.
When if truth, if Mr. Keating had told Neil that "Hey, you don't need to tell your father about this play, not yet. Perform the play, Carpe Diem, and I'll take responsibility. Once you're done with the play, you're going to need to find a way to be able to achieve that again without lying. Once you're done with the play, maybe you can tell your father with your newfound passion. If you're afraid, ask for help, I can help. Don't rush it all. True passion is a slow burn. But seizing this path is what Carpe Diem is. You have to work hard to convince your father that your passion is pure and it will before for your and his happiness if he really loved you."
then yes it is I hahah there's a sequel to it where I talk about RSL in S1 of house and I was supposed to make another sequel but I got busy huhu I'll try again in the future uwu
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Do you guys still read my fics? Lmaoo I'm so sorry for ghosting the fandom for so many months. I actually have work again and have evolved as a person in the time span I was gone lmao
I hope everyone's doing well! BTW I love seeing how people still like this fic even if I haven't updated it in forever! Please review it and tell me in the comments on in a post or just DM me please, I may have real money but I love validation more <3
DO I STILL TAG YOU GUYS??
I will also do a new tag list (purging if you will so I don't flood people's inboxes if they dont wanna be tagged!)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Do you guys still read my fics? Lmaoo I'm so sorry for ghosting the fandom for so many months. I actually have work again and have evolved as a person in the time span I was gone lmao
I hope everyone's doing well! BTW I love seeing how people still like this fic even if I haven't updated it in forever! Please review it and tell me in the comments on in a post or just DM me please, I may have real money but I love validation more <3
DO I STILL TAG YOU GUYS??
I will also do a new tag list (purging if you will so I don't flood people's inboxes if they dont wanna be tagged!)
He didn't mean just the play, I think. He meant HIS WHOLE LIFE. He did good by his parents-- he was an over all good son, student, and person. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't enough. It wasn't enough for them.
So he thought he'd end things with his own interpretation of a high note. He was good. It was good. While it lasted.
I haven't written one of these in forever so here goes:
Is this it? Is this what Neil has been looking for all this time? That feeling he was searching for in acting, in Dead Poet Meetings, in defying his Father, in defying Welton... This, however, it was a different feeling than any of those combined...
Neil was, for the first time in his entire existence, alive. Silly, he thought acting was what made him feel truly alive, then again it was just the byproduct of finally freeing himself from the grasp of his Father and Welton. But this? This was different.
Todd, when they first met, never really made his tummy rumble and his chest rattle, not like it did a few months ago. Todd was a slow, tender, variable to the feeling Neil would soon acknowledge as the best emotion of his life. Todd’s warmth crept up to him in moments he didn't even think could use warmth. Neil had thought just the ambition and drive to do what he wants was enough to call 'living'. But with Todd... it's like... he didn't have a choice, his body, his mind, they couldn't help but feel even more real when they were with Todd. Neil never knew his heart could literally skip a beat, he never knew he could sweat outside of sports or hot weather, he never even knew he was into blondes (or guys for that matter). Todd was like an inevitable force in Neil’s life that he was finally able to encounter once he was able to act. Being free from his father’s judgement made him freer to think, and because of that, Neil stopped worrying about his sexuality or what he expected in a partner, all he knew was that Todd made him feel alive.
It was no surprise to Charlie either, that Neil would succumb to his teenaged whims and ask him how to ask Todd out. With a scoff, his best friend agreed but in the condition that Neil switched seats with Cameron at lunch (long story). Neil was more than elated when Todd said 'Yes', all because Todd said it so softly and so sweetly to him. To Todds defense, when a guy who’s accidentally covered in pollen, running from bees, and holding a bunch of roses spelling out your name, you'd want to be gentle.
Their date was very much like the two of them when they were alone in their dorms or out in the campus. They visited a quiant Museum up north, some antique broadway props place Charlie recommended, the two had endless comments on every display there. They then arrived at a small bookstore nearby, it sold second hand books for a buck each and you can bet Todd lost his week's allowance in that place. (Neil wasn't lucky either when they happened upon an antique Shakespearean Playbook). It started to rain after that so they scurried over to a small diner and ate garbage plates of fries, gravy, mashed potatoes, and menacingly delicious pork baby back ribs. It wasn't the most elegant of dates, but Neil had never felt so happy just spending more time with Todd.
Every word that came out of Todd’s mouth was golden. His anecdotes, his cheap shots at Neil’s sauce covered grin, his soft compliments, his even softer way of saying 'I'm happy you like me back'. Neil could die here, salt and sauce covered, and he wouldn't mind. The milkshakes helped clean up their pallettes and their napkins cleaned their exteriors from smelling like 10 dollar diner dishes.
When the rain subsided, the two managed to walk out into a secluded park and spend their last few date hours there. Todd's brother was going to pick him up around that town for a family trip the next day so Neil had to go back to Welton alone. The brief disappointment was cut short when Todd's face was about a few centimeters away from Neil’s.
"I really enjoyed our date." Todd's voice was so beautiful. "I hope you'll ask me out again with less pollen in your hair."
"I'll try," Neil chuckled, his sugary breath matching Todd's ever-nearing ones. "I can't promise I won't ask again soon, though"
"I hope you do."
Neil’s first kiss with Todd was like the whole world stopping just for him to feel this exact moment. The world stopped to let Neil feel his heart beat, his senses emerge, his skin heat up, his lips melt at the touch of Todd's equally nervous ones. In a split second, Neil was reborn, like a lightning bolt from the sky reanimated him and brought him back to life.
Pulling away was like exhaling too long, he needed to breathe him in again. It wasn’t a problem though, Todd saw the look in his eyes and gave him another kiss. This time longer, giving their lips time to match up and lock. Weirdly matching each other's lips perfectly.
As they finally stop, right before Jeff had pulled over to the corner of the street, Todd smiles and discretely squeezes Neil's hand. "I'll see you when I get back on Sunday. Thank you for today."
Needless to say, Neil’s walk back to Welton was filled with butterflies his his stomach and they where carrying him all the way there.
i wish i didn’t end up liking heartstopper so much so that i could watch it in the background whilst working - but unfortunately, i like it so much i even pause it if it takes me longer than a second to scream about it in the threads ive been subjecting you poor souls to
I haven't written one of these in forever so here goes:
Is this it? Is this what Neil has been looking for all this time? That feeling he was searching for in acting, in Dead Poet Meetings, in defying his Father, in defying Welton... This, however, it was a different feeling than any of those combined...
Neil was, for the first time in his entire existence, alive. Silly, he thought acting was what made him feel truly alive, then again it was just the byproduct of finally freeing himself from the grasp of his Father and Welton. But this? This was different.
Todd, when they first met, never really made his tummy rumble and his chest rattle, not like it did a few months ago. Todd was a slow, tender, variable to the feeling Neil would soon acknowledge as the best emotion of his life. Todd’s warmth crept up to him in moments he didn't even think could use warmth. Neil had thought just the ambition and drive to do what he wants was enough to call 'living'. But with Todd... it's like... he didn't have a choice, his body, his mind, they couldn't help but feel even more real when they were with Todd. Neil never knew his heart could literally skip a beat, he never knew he could sweat outside of sports or hot weather, he never even knew he was into blondes (or guys for that matter). Todd was like an inevitable force in Neil’s life that he was finally able to encounter once he was able to act. Being free from his father’s judgement made him freer to think, and because of that, Neil stopped worrying about his sexuality or what he expected in a partner, all he knew was that Todd made him feel alive.
It was no surprise to Charlie either, that Neil would succumb to his teenaged whims and ask him how to ask Todd out. With a scoff, his best friend agreed but in the condition that Neil switched seats with Cameron at lunch (long story). Neil was more than elated when Todd said 'Yes', all because Todd said it so softly and so sweetly to him. To Todds defense, when a guy who’s accidentally covered in pollen, running from bees, and holding a bunch of roses spelling out your name, you'd want to be gentle.
Their date was very much like the two of them when they were alone in their dorms or out in the campus. They visited a quiant Museum up north, some antique broadway props place Charlie recommended, the two had endless comments on every display there. They then arrived at a small bookstore nearby, it sold second hand books for a buck each and you can bet Todd lost his week's allowance in that place. (Neil wasn't lucky either when they happened upon an antique Shakespearean Playbook). It started to rain after that so they scurried over to a small diner and ate garbage plates of fries, gravy, mashed potatoes, and menacingly delicious pork baby back ribs. It wasn't the most elegant of dates, but Neil had never felt so happy just spending more time with Todd.
Every word that came out of Todd’s mouth was golden. His anecdotes, his cheap shots at Neil’s sauce covered grin, his soft compliments, his even softer way of saying 'I'm happy you like me back'. Neil could die here, salt and sauce covered, and he wouldn't mind. The milkshakes helped clean up their pallettes and their napkins cleaned their exteriors from smelling like 10 dollar diner dishes.
When the rain subsided, the two managed to walk out into a secluded park and spend their last few date hours there. Todd's brother was going to pick him up around that town for a family trip the next day so Neil had to go back to Welton alone. The brief disappointment was cut short when Todd's face was about a few centimeters away from Neil’s.
"I really enjoyed our date." Todd's voice was so beautiful. "I hope you'll ask me out again with less pollen in your hair."
"I'll try," Neil chuckled, his sugary breath matching Todd's ever-nearing ones. "I can't promise I won't ask again soon, though"
"I hope you do."
Neil’s first kiss with Todd was like the whole world stopping just for him to feel this exact moment. The world stopped to let Neil feel his heart beat, his senses emerge, his skin heat up, his lips melt at the touch of Todd's equally nervous ones. In a split second, Neil was reborn, like a lightning bolt from the sky reanimated him and brought him back to life.
Pulling away was like exhaling too long, he needed to breathe him in again. It wasn’t a problem though, Todd saw the look in his eyes and gave him another kiss. This time longer, giving their lips time to match up and lock. Weirdly matching each other's lips perfectly.
As they finally stop, right before Jeff had pulled over to the corner of the street, Todd smiles and discretely squeezes Neil's hand. "I'll see you when I get back on Sunday. Thank you for today."
Needless to say, Neil’s walk back to Welton was filled with butterflies his his stomach and they where carrying him all the way there.
Watching Charlie taunt and bother Cameron was like watching a cat play with a single piece of yarn-- he looked like he hated him more than anything in the world, wanting to bite and scratch it anyway he could, while simultaneously giving him his undivided attention.
Toying with Cameron was just something seemingly built into Charlie's DNA. Was it in Charlie's second nature to bully and mangle Cameron any and every time he gets? Was there something about Cameron’s mundanity that was so fascinatingly irritating for Charlie? It was up for debate whether or not Charlie's constant badgering was just him filling the sardonic need to bully someone the opposite of him or if he genuinely just enjoyed Cameron to the point of aggressively paying attention to him.
Charlie's insults, his hyperspecificity to Cameron's hates and insecurities were quite concerning-- not in a negative sense, entirely, but to an extent of 'why does he spend all his time and effort on one guy?'.
If you even asked his friends, Neil especially, Charlie is further from a bully similar to how a Cat was further from frog, in a sense that he didn't view Charlie as being hostile to Cameron. Neil did, however, view Charlie as a street cat mischievously poking around a dumpster while Cameron, a passionate Chef and restaurant owner, has to constantly yell at him to stop.
From an outsider's perspective, this could be a case of one-sided bullying, but Neil suspects Cameron enjoyed delivering a scold or two.
Cameron was one of Neil's most polite and book-intelligent friends, Charlie being the most opposite of that definition (Charlie was street-smart at least), so it came to a surprise when he noticed how much these two friends "got along". Cameron could easily brush off someone like Charlie since he's already experienced worse bullying than this before. Charlie could easily come up with better, funnier material than just make fun of Cameron all day. But as Neil realized, it was like trying to understand why two magnets of opposite poles stick to each other, it was inevitable.
Charlie's incessant want to get a reaction out of someone prim and proper juxtaposed to Cameron’s desire to finally scold and/or clapback at someone for once was somehow a match made in heaven.
They gave each other their undivided attention, like the wave will always crash into a shore, or a complacent red piece of yarn dangling itself for a tomcat.
It was only a matter of time until Cameron would let himself be caught once again and let Charlie completely take him.
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uhhh I'll tag yall later hahaha I just woke up and played with my cat and I got inspired hahah
