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lisa-avenir · 2 days
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Anderperry fans hyper-analyse ever micropixel in dead poets society by watching it 12 times a day then try to find a reason why there is no happiness in their lives.
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'Comfort movie' what comfort?
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lovech1ld · 3 days
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Charlie intuitively knowing his best friend well enough to know that Neil has a crush on Todd versus Charlie being like “why are you so obsessed with the new kid 😭😭” idk what’s a better trope
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mythsandmore · 2 days
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Neil deffo stamps his feet when he gets excited about something and Todd just lets him rant about whatever he is interested in because he loves seeing Neil happy.
(In the scene where Neil write a letter from his Father if you listen to it Neil stamps his feet)
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flaming-green · 2 days
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i feel like modern neil would only wear wired earphones and todd would only wear the headphones that you actually put on your head
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poetsinnyc · 2 days
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the poets as out-of-context excerpts from my quote book
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toindeedbeapoet · 2 days
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to those of you that headcanon todd as autistic (he is btw he called me specifically to tell me) i offer you this idea:
all of the poets are autistic and/or have adhd
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thiamblogger · 1 day
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the sad truth is that none of them remained friends except from meeks and pitts after neil's death, but it's nice to know that during the time they had left that knox took care of todd.
it was neil and charlie, then it was just charlie- but after charlie was gone, it was all knox, he'd been there too just wasn't his 'role'..
but the smile he gave todd when walking down the hall, when he stood on his desk..
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cowboylexapro · 1 day
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THEYRE HERE!!!!!
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i watched Dead Poets Society a few days ago and havent been the same since:( just been thinking about how Todd grieves, its the purest form i have ever seen. like at least once a day i have thought of that one scene and almost started crying. just the thought of feeling so much emotional pain, the chock, the throwing up, the nonsensical screaming and the pure p a i n he must have felt… imagine loving someone so much that the loss of them feels like the loss of yourself,..
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desire-mona · 2 days
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something i might be reading way too much into AND/ OR misremembering but wanna point out anyway:
todd doesnt wear any variations in the welton uniform like most of the other boys do (at least outside of his room/ dps meetings). its just the standard dress shirt/pants + jacket, whereas neil for example wears his lil sweater or charlie w/ his dress shirt + tie. its most likely nothing but i view it as a rly small part of his anxiety, like apprehension to deviate at all from the standard dress code. anxiety makes you worry about stupid shit like that, yknow?
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perksofbeingpoet · 6 hours
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poet's back with some random headcanons! <33
these ones don't really have a theme :)
☆ Knox struggles with tying his school tie, and Cameron sometimes helps him with it - Cam would never admit it but he loves being able to help Knox out, especially because he's quite proud of his skills when it comes to formal wear
☆ Neil and Todd always argue about who's supposed to eat the last bit of candy in a bag when they share - it starts with Neil being all gentleman-like and saying "Go on, you can have it" and Todd insisting that he's full anyway. They argue about this for like five minutes and then they're both like "Okay fine i'll eat it" and suddenly they're trying to snatch the bag away from the other because now they wanna be the one to have the last piece.
They often end up sharing it.
One way or another.
☆ I've mentioned this one before but Pitts and Meeks putting a blanket over each other when they fall asleep over homework/the radio. For some reason, in my headcanon Pittsie has a handmade blanket that his mum gave him against homesickness when he was small, and it's in orange, white and red tones, plaid (which Meeks really likes). It's kinda become both their blanket, having been in their shared room for so long.
☆ Charlie is scared of birds, especially ducks, and Knox LOVES chasing pigeons towards him while Charlie screams and tries to stay cool
☆ Todd has eucalyptus sore throat candy with him wherever he goes, even if he's not ill, he finds the taste and scent soothing.
☆ Knox had a guitar phase, where he'd play cheesy songs at every meeting, and the poets were all kinda annoyed by it because they just wanted to hang out and Knox was like 😀🎸
☆ Charlie's favourite candy flavour is (sour) green apple
♡ thank you guys for all the love you give my silly little headcanons, it makes me so happy! i will definitely be more active again after i've gotten through my finals. ♡
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3AM DPS drawings 🌙
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:D
@flaming-green
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neil-kinnie · 9 hours
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they’re the reason i believe in love
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flaming-green · 1 day
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thinking about that one fic i read where todd got puck’s crown tattooed around his ring finger after losing neil
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This is my official public apology to the Neil kinnies who saw my post. 😭
LET'S RETHINK WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THE PLAY 😎
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I hope I am forgiven for my atrocious, horrid assumption that he would be anything far from ALIVE, happy and right now performing Much Ado About Nothing and Todd in the audience using him as inspiration for his next novel! 😚
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I raise the gun to my head.
I thinks of death and mortality.
I always thought it might end like this.
I think about my friends.
Like any friends, they will be devastated.
Then I think of him.
He would be shattered.
A mere vessel of the boy once there.
He would still be breathing,
But he would be just as dead.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I put the gun down. Count to ten.
I put it back in the locked drawer.
I wouldn't, I can't do that to him.
That would be killing more than just myself.
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