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chrisginny au where chris has like zero interest in theater but gets dragged along by a few of her friends to go see a play where ginny’s acting the lead role and chris is totally enamored. she ends up volunteering to help out at the theater in hopes she’ll see ginny again and get to know her and yeah long story short now chris gives ginny good luck kisses in the tiny dressing room backstage before every show of hers <3
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robin williams was right we read and write poetry cos we're gay
sucks they took out the scene of todd & neil running lines at the docks first ofc bc it takes away the context of todd running to the docks later, & just that sweet little friendship interaction, but second also bc we lost neils line about how the averagr person if they're lucky gets to live one good life, but as an actor you get to live lots. like wow yeah what a lost and sad and gay kid thing to say. dont we all just want to live one good life and when we feel like we cant we turn to art to live vicariously thru others
“i wish there was a movie like dead poets society that wasnt so sad :(“ um there is? it’s called school of rock
jack black could do dead poets society and robin williams could do school of rock
controversial opinion: i think todd has more chaotic energy than neil
i see todd portrayed so often as a sweet little soft boy but that mf is snarky and sarcastic and so over it
neil is wilder and more reckless, sure, but i think that feral todd has so much potential
especially drunk todd. drunk todd would be so fucking funny
like- imagine the poets going out for drinks and todd just gets piss drunk. he's usually so quiet and calm but the minute he's drunk? completely different person
i like to imagine that sober todd doesn't really like pda and thinks it's gross when other people do it but the moment he gets drunk, he's all over neil and neil thinks it's funny at first until todd says uhhh- non pg things really loud and it's kinda embarrassing fjjfnf
and the sarcasm, when he's drunk, all his hidden traits are enhanced tenfold. the idea of todd being the reason charlie and cam got together is so funny to me. todd's just wasted and watching cam and charlie try to psych themselves up to ask each other to dance only for charlie to go: 'jus' ask him to dance already and end this bullshit, losers'
and then the next day, charlie and cam come over to thank him and he's like '....huh?? what did i do??' needless to say, he's so embarrassed but they all assure him it's okay
anyway, that's the end of my lil rant lol, feel free to add on if you want to
neil perry (sobs uncontrollably)
mail for you
“This one’s for me, this one’s for me, aaaaand,” Todd planted a kiss on his husband’s cheek as he passed him his mail. “This one is for you!”
“Thanks.” Neil reached for his reading glasses, and turned the letter over. Seeing the font his address was scrawled in made him freeze up, breath caught. He would recognise that handwriting anywhere.
“Is everything ok?” Todd leant over, one hand on Neil’s shoulder. Neil took a deep breath, grounding himself.
“It’s my father. I’d know that handwriting anywhere.”
Todd seemed equally as disturbed. “How’d he get our address?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even know what he wants.” He could have found that out by just opening the letter, but for the first time in a decade or so, Neil felt truly scared. Chilled to the bone scared. He wasn’t sure he wanted to open it.
“You don’t have to open it. Or you can read it, and then throw it into the fireplace.” Todd patted Neil’s back comfortingly. “You’re an adult, you’re not seventeen anymore. You don’t owe him shit.”
“I’ll read it. It could be important.”
“Nothing that man has to say is important.” Todd was fuming, filled with rage. Understandably so. Mr. Perry was a vile man.
So Neil opened the envelope with shaking hands, concerned by the sheer length of the letter. It had to be at least three pages long.
“Do you need space?” Todd, supportive as ever, went to leave the room. Neil shook his head.
“I think it’d be better if you stayed.”
Todd obliged, taking a seat next to Neil on the couch.
Neil read certain quotes aloud, mainly mumbling. Todd read along silently too, but didn’t say anything.
“My mother’s ill.” Neil looked over at Todd, tears welling in his eyes. “My mother’s ill, and I’m not welcome to visit her.”
“He can’t stop you from visiting-“
“He can. He can, and he will. He said if I make any attempt to communicate with her unless exempted by him, he’ll press charges. What monster presses charges against their own son for trying to see his mother?”
“Is your mum’s condition bad?” Todd knew just as much as Neil did, he was just trying to give Neil some sense of control in the situation.
“He said he’ll make arrangements when it becomes fatal.” Neil’s voice was breaking. “Not if. When. It’s going to kill her, and he knows it. But he still doesn’t want me there.”
“I’m sorry, Neil.” Todd felt helpless. He could never help Neil. Not when Neil’s father was involved.
“S’not your fault. It’s just shit. She doesn’t deserve it. God knows he does.”
Todd threw an arm around Neil, giving him a hug. It was a little childish but Neil accepted the gesture, and cupped his head in his hands.
“We’ll find a way. We always do.”
“I want to say you’re right.”
“You’re legally obligated. Married, remember?” Todd flashed his ring.
Neil laughed. “Right. I’ll have to write back.”
“I’ll help you.”
“And if does get to it, you’ll have to come with me. I can’t deal with him, especially if my mum-“
Todd nodded. “Husband magic. I’ll give your father hell if he so much as looks at you.”
“We’ll be fine, right? Everything will turn out fine.”
“It always does.”
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MR. PERRY BOUT TO CATCH THESE ANDERSON HANDS
“The funny thing about this is I didn’t even like it the first time.”
Dead Poets Society (1989)
hello film major go brr real quick.
when neil is excitedly explaining his plan to become an actor to todd, he throws the blanket around his shoulders like a cape, in the way a kid playing pretend might. this signifies a sort of childlike innocence he's wrapping himself in.
what's more, as soon as todd begins to accidentally poke holes in his plans, neil rips off the blanket, as if shedding his inner child and returning to his bleak reality of adult expectations placed upon him by his father.
even more disturbing, as he laments about how his father will react to even the notion that neil wants to become an actor rather than a doctor, he constantly walks over to the window of their room.
this can be seen as foreshadowing to a certain little scene where he finally realizes that what his father wants for him is all he'll ever be able to do as he stands and looks out an open window and decides to take his own life.
anderperry au where the guys try to find out if the new kid todd is unto guys because neil is obviously pining
and theyre like how do we d this
so they just all flirt with him to see his reaction
and todd is like “man boarding school kids sure are weird as fuck”
but unfortunately, when neil works up the courage to openly flirt with todd, todd is already under the impression that this is just what they do and doesn’t take him seriously
Dear Diary,
Boarding school kids are weird as fuck.
Today five seperate people tried to flirt with me. I think it’s how they communicate, but it’s still strange. I’d rather someone just wished me a good day rather than telling me “you have the kind of smile that would make my best friend, Neil Perry, fall in love with you.”
Anyways, I hate my English teacher so much.
Todd, 08/07/59
why yes, i did make this when i was supposed to be paying attention in class
also
Dear Diary,
Today, my roommate joined them. Usually, he doesn’t flirt with me. I think it’s because he knows I’m not used to boarding school traditions.
However, today he gave me flowers and told me my smile lit up the room. I don’t know if he’s trying to include me now that I’ve been here a bit, or if he wants to be friends.
I think I’ll ask my brother Jeffery about this. He went to Welton too.
I still hate my English Teacher.
Todd.
i know he probably meant this as like a friendship but i think it's infinitely funnier if you take it as gale hansen deciding to just hop on twitter one day to make his character from a 25 year old movie canonically bisexual
not what he would have wanted.
Everyone had always joked that Neil was a misfit magnet, a joke Todd had once found hilarious. But it wasn’t so funny now that he realised it was a hundred percent true. Sitting here in awkward silence with Charlie, Knox, Meeks, Pitts, and Cameron, he felt like he hardly knew the people around him. Neil had always been the glue between them, but if he was gone, were they just broken pieces that had once been part of a masterpiece?
Todd fidgeted with his thumbs as Charlie cleared his throat. “I need a smoke. Anyone got a pack?”
“Aren’t you usually the cigarette hoarder?”
“F#ck you, Cameron. I don’t have any of my stuff because it was all taken by Nolan, and you know that. They think I have something to do with it. “
It. The incident. The tragedy. Whatever you called it, it was the thing that brought together these six boys.
“Well that’s bull. What would you have to do with it?” Knox piped up in a huff, clearly irritated by the bickering between Charlie and Cameron. Todd wished that he wasn’t there. Preferably, right about now a massive sinkhole would swallow the floor of the study hall whole, and he would fall into a pit of infinite darkness. He was already halfway there, his thoughts haunted by the memory of his roommate.
The memory of Neil.
“HEY. TODD!” Charlie snapped his fingers in Todd’s face, and Todd snapped back down to earth.
“Huh?”
“Are you ok?”
The idea of being ok right now was practically laughable. How could he be ok? “I’m good.”
“Did you eat earlier?”
No.
“Yeah.” He lied, of course. Half the time the idea of food was nauseating, the other half he couldn’t keep anything down. His friends had cottoned on to this from seeing how he’d wobble when standing up too fast, or be out of breath after a short walk.
“Now that’s bull if ever I heard it.” Knox scoffed.
“Take this, Todd.” Meeks offered a sympathetic smile and a granola bar.
Apricot. His least favourite. Not that Meeks would know that.
The only person he’d ever told that dumb stuff to was Neil.
He stuffed the bar in his pocket, hoping that Meeks wouldn’t be offended. He only looked worried, and Todd felt even worse.
“They didn’t invite me to the funeral.” The words came rushing out, jumbled and strung together. The other understood what he meant though.
“What?” Charlie was outraged. “Neil would have wanted you of all people there.”
Todd laughed dryly. “Guess it’s not the first time he and his parents disagreed.” The others flinched a little at the dark humour, not yet used to this cynical side of Todd. He hadn’t used to be like this. “Are you guys all going?”
They all nodded, a little ashamed.
Todd got up and left without a word.
Why did everyone else get closure?
Everyone but him.
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Dead Poets Society illustrated by AI (artificial intelligence)
Todd Anderson scenes portrayed by Sponge Bob:
May I add, neil perry
graduation
(the happier version)
“Captain?” Neil ran to catch up with Mr. Keating, his robes flowing around him. Mr. Keating turned around with a smile across his face, but a tear in his eyes.
“Neil! Congratulations! We’re all very proud of you.”
Neil blushed humbly. “Thank you. I hadn’t expected to be Valedictorian, but it’s an honour…”
Keating interrupted. “I’m not just proud of your valedictory, though it is a great achievement. I’m just proud you’re here, Neil. You of all be people deserve to be graduating.” He didn’t directly say what he was thinking, but the message was clear.
It was Neil’s turn to look like he was going to cry. “I’m going to miss your English class.”
“I’m sure I’ll miss you boys too. My freshmen don’t seem too keen on the ‘Captain’ nickname.”
Neil laughed, meanwhile, Todd was rushing up.
“Neil! You were great! Your speech was wonderful!” Todd threw his arms around Neil, beaming. “Hi, Captain!”
“Hi, Todd. So, what are you boys planning for summer?”
Neil nodded to Todd, giving him the opportunity to talk about their plans. It was all Todd could talk about lately.
“We’re staying at my parent’s house until we’ve sorted out all the paperwork and moving, and then in a few months we’re moving into our apartment in New York! We don’t have an exact date, because we don’t know when Neil’s going to be free.”
Keating gave Neil a sad look, and Neil returned it. He was attempting to get access to his savings account and college fund, as his parents had claimed it, and refused to give him a cent. Todd’s family had hired a lawyer, determined to get at least the money Neil had earned from his part-time job back. It was, after all, legally his. He was just looking forward to after, when he could get the hell out of Vermont, and never have to talk to his father again.
His father had been here today, at the ‘class of 1960’ graduation, scowling as Neil had delivered his speech. He refused to let it put a damper on his mood though, not when Todd was so ecstatic about their future. Besides, he was confident the Anderson family lawyer would get him his money. He had mentioned paging them back, but quickly saw they pretty much considered him part of their family.
Neil Anderson. He liked the sound of that. Maybe one day.
“We better go, Neil. I think my parents want to take us to dinner.” Todd clasped Neil’s hand, and waved to Keating one last time. “Goodbye, Captain!”
“Goodbye Mr. Anderson! Please do write to me. Tell me how New York treats you two.”
They both nodded, and left out the main gate. Their chapter at Welton was at a close, the end of an era.
As Neil looked back at the buildings that had once inspired fear in him, he couldn’t help but feel like they had shrunk, like he had finally conquered them.
Maybe in a way he had.
And as he walked out for the last time, he felt relief.
Hell was the journey, but it had brought him heaven.
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GOOD FOR THEM!!!
YES NEIL YOU DESERVE TO BE HAPPY
