#dps oc

[delilah-maeve-anderson]

found this old picture of todd

[whoa-axel-chill]

[andersonsbby]

STEVEN MEEKS AS YOUR ROOMMATE

PT1 | PT2 | PT3 | PT4 | PT5 | PT6

MASTERLIST

- I think that he’d be a very good roommate! especially after you guys become friends, he’d help you with a lot of things, alsoooo he MIGHT share his radio with you

- nah jp he would

- I think he’d be rather neat, and clean, so if you’re not he’d get frustrated and just sigh dramatically when you walk in, and stare at you unamused, he’d be joking but seriously PLEASE clean up a bit 💔

- he probably sleep walks, only because I find this to be a quirky like addon!! so, imagine you waking up, and he’s asleep, standing infront of his closet pulling out his outfit. LMFAOOO LIKE BROTHER WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? ITS 2:33AM BROTHER??!

- I think he’d have a weird collection of cologne. like .. it’s just all together in a neat line, and you’d just stare at him and be like “what? god forbid a man wanna smell good smh”

- he would have over like 35.

- Probably sleeps stiff, when he isn’t sleep walking

- Overall a great roommate! 10/10

[garden-of-eden1961]

I'm bored... I wonder what the poets are up to......

Eden Baker is welcoming asks and interactions!

[theluminoussunflower]

a really dramatic post about how i haven't been posting fanfiction lol (UPDATED: JUNE 28, 2025)

there isn't any big reason, just that since i finished my degree i've been pretty depressed and job hunting which makes me more depressed and i've had a hard time finding inspiration for writing all together if i'm honest and when i do find it, it kinda just fades off, no matter how often i try to get myself to work on it.

so what i'm going to do instead is post the stuff i have been writing, the unfinished drafts where there are random [stuff happens here] gaps. and hopefully if you all see them, i can get some super sexy feedback from y'all, which you are not obligated to do by any means <3

these are the google docs. if you would like to comment on them, please don't be afraid to. i'm literally on my hands and knees begging for you to point out what you like / don't like. if you want to leave an ask instead of commenting on the doc, that's great. i genuinely don't care, but i can't let these just sit in my google drive any more and i've forced my friends to look at all of them repeatedly.

maybe with that feedback, i can finally finish what i started and post them, then i can move on to other stuff. i might update this later on with future wips if this proves to be an effective strategy.

this is a second chapter to videos, it's from todd's perspective after the break up

videos 2

The night Todd left, he went to the only person in the city he trusted. He walked through cold New York City, letting his tears and snot fre

i know people liked tragedy, so here was the outline i made for chapter 4. unfortunately, i don't forsee ever finishing that fic bc i've changed my mind A LOT about it, but who knows.

chapter 4 - tragedy

Beatrice is LIVING IT UP She has a house! She’s married! And she wants a BABY! And NOW! Stephen tells her to be patient… please, otherwise h

last and certainly not least: this bitch

it's been 84 years and i am finally ready to share it, and it's not even finished. but from the three (3) people who have read it, they say it's actually okay.

[dead-and-gone-poets]

RING! RING!

If there was one thing that Lucille (formerly Louis) Beaulieu hated about being expelled from Welton academy, it was that her and her sisters had made friends over there (well, Henry was probably more than a friend to Prim) now that they’ve gotten expelled thanks to some peanut bars, Lucille had resorted to using the telephone that Victoria had installed in her room so she could call Scottie.

@beaulieu-beauties

After a few rings, the phone finally picked up, and Scottie’s voice was on the other end of the line. He knew who it was. Lucille always called around this time.

“Lucy?”

[see-my-black-and-deep-desires]

Mr. Anderson is the type of a man to like,

Todd goes "oh fiddlesticks!" And Mr. Anderson goes "watch your fucking language"

He's the type of man to do that.

[orpheus-ocs]

“your time will come.”

Julian Abbott

age: 17

nicknames: jules, jule, angel

gender/pronouns: trans guy, he/they

sexuality: unlabelled

birthday: april 30th

personality: outwardly abrasive/rude, awkward, intelligent

faceclaim: images found on pinterest

“i just… want to do well here.”

friends: …

family: alexander abbott (father), evelyn abbott (mother)

open to other dynamics!!

Julian had never really been able to find his place, but the few friends he’d made at Welton made him feel more at home than anywhere else. He’s not sure if they’re really his friends anymore, though.

likes: playing guitar, studying, winter, certain teachers

dislikes: judgement, people being weird about him/the way he looks, latin

physical health: relatively okay, but he occasionally needs to use a cane or crutches for mobility reasons, and he gets migraines that pull him out of regular activities whenever they happen

mental health: better than when he was younger, but parental pressure and rough friendships still affect him frequently

height: 5’7

eye colour: grey-blue

hair colour: black

skin: pale, covered in freckles

scars: one through his left eyebrow, some on his arms and legs, one across his chest and stomach