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All hot girls I know have an unhealthy obsessive relationship with that one heavily queer coded movie from that 80's where there is an anxious twink who falls in love with a social brunette with big brown eyes.
Their fixation with this movie must be studied and the power must be chanellised for the goodwill of humanity.
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toindeedbeapoet · 3 days
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i’ve finally published my “which dead poets society character are you” quiz!!!
have fun, tell me what you think and please do reblog with your results!
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spacecollisions · 18 hours
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Okay, but Todd jumping into Neil’s arms when they won the game 🥹
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deadcrowcalling · 2 days
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DPS headcanons
charlie can't bake for shit, like he literally can't even make a box cake. he always screws something up
on the other hand, pitts is an amazing baker. the dude will make a whole damn cake from scratch like it was no big deal
anderperry = adhd and autism duo. you pick who is who
cameron is a history buff. i saw something saying he'd love top gun and i totally agree. that kid is a NERD
todd's a cat person
neil likes both. whatever makes todd happy makes him happy
charlie's a lightweight, unlike todd who (as we know) can down whiskey like nothing
considering DPS is set in 1959, meeks and pitts definitely were marvel and/or dc comics nerds. maybe one liked marvel and one liked dc, and they constantly fought about which was better. or they both like one franchise and trash talked the other
the rooftop radio dance party was totally not meeks and pitts' only dance party. they've had many
all the poets have at least been to charlie's huge house once and done stupid shit in his pool. somebody definitely belly-flopped off the diving board, really regretted it, and now it's an inside joke between all of them (probably be Knox or Pitts, if i'm honest.)
meeks likes plants. he's totally got a few small plants in his and pitts's dorm. totally has a tiny succulent named after some superhero (modern!au he'd so name it something dumb like megatron)
if transformers had come out when the poets were kids, pitts so would've been a transformers kid
charlie totally has converse (specifically red ones) and draws on the rubber parts (this is inspired from a comment on my post where i drew on my vans)
in relation to the last one, he's totally written carpe diem on the shoes. and a lighting bolt
modern!au knox would play fortnight 24/7 and never shut up about it
modern!au todd and neil have a shared farm on stardew valley. and a minecraft house
scratch that, all the poets have a minecraft server they all play on. charlie's house looks like ass while todd and meeks have a library that looks better than most modern architecture
growing up, meeks would sit in the library for hours skimming through the encyclopedias until he found anything that caught his eye. he'd be there form when the library opened to until it closed. the librarian eventually caught on to his schedule and started bringing him little sandwiches and chips and a juice, and always brought him something in the morning, like a granola bar.
maybe that's how pitts and meeks met. pitts was looking for cool like sci-fi novels and saw meeks sitting all by himself with a giant pile of encyclopedias next to him. pitts picked out a cool book and sat by him, the two never saying a word. this continued for a few weeks until one of the two worked up the courage to introduce themself. they became fast friends.
cameron over prepares. always has bandaids on him. mostly because charlie's constantly getting hurt
anyways, i could ramble for days! lmk if you like stuff like this and i can post some more headcanons and stuff
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cowboylexapro · 2 days
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i like to think mr keating had a project where they had to write poetry about something they hate, make the poetry into a rocket, and launch it. neil made his poetry about his dad, and his rocket fucking exploded.
todd didn’t like the lauching sound so neil covered his ears with his hands
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cowboylikescarlet · 2 days
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watched dead poets society for the first time yesterday and not to be dramatic but it kinda ruined my life! watched it, cried for 3 hours, stayed up till 6am reading anderperry fanfiction desperately trying to feel, slept until 2 in the afternoon, then rotted in my bed (reading more fanfic) for 4 hours until finally getting out of bed, just so i could go buy the book and read it in an hour. think i might be going crazy
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A fellow tumblr user (who I'd tag but I don't want to bother anyone) just encouraged me to post my silly little drawing of Todd jumping into Neil's arms after winning the game in Keating's class so here it is ?! (I love these two)
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Sorry for the horrendous quality my phone belongs in trash
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Earlier version without the doodles if anyone cares
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desire-mona · 1 day
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siiiigh. todd autism headcanons because im projecting.
(using they/he/she pronouns for todd in this post. will explain but also if u dont agree i dont care, tw for alcoholism. time period is vague but autism hasnt existed as a legitimate medical diagnosis for all that long, so keep it in mind i guess.)
- cannot for the life of him stand welton's blankets. so itchy, just thin enough to not warm you up enough but still make you sweat, not long enough to cover your entire body. yes im making the blanket line in their poem about actual blankets, a boy needs to vent somewhere.
- beyond terrible temperature regulation, ALWAYS just a little too hot which is made worse by her sensory issues when it comes to wet fabric. constant slight agony and it never really goes away. theyre about 5 minutes away from crying about how uncomfortable they are at all times.
- had god awful handwriting until high school, like his teachers could BARELY read his handwriting it was Bad. OOOOOH OH MY GOD THERES A TRAIN GOING BY I CAN HEAR IT HONKING this is a really ironic thing to be pointing out rn but its sooooo worth mentioning. its still honking this is fun. 🚂. anyway. her parents made her spend an entire summer fixing her handwriting bc that was like the One thing her teachers criticised. its Fine now but their motor function simply doesn't deliver in the handwriting department.
- had a VERY INTENSE special interest in aquatic life + marine biology growing up, like read every book about any ocean animal in any library intense. his parents eventually forced him to abandon it because its "not a good career focus" but he still perks up when anyone mentions fish. once talked neils ear off about the biodiversity of coral reefs for roughly 2 hours, neil took her to an aquarium for their first date. rip todd anderson you wouldve loved spongebob squarepants.
- looooves pets, namely cats, but they have Too Sweaty hands all the time so any animal fur sticks onto their hands and just feels. so awful.
- had a brief period in his 20s where he was definitely an alcoholic, started as a social drinker but got too addicted to the feeling of not having to adhere to social conventions quite as hard, especially around other drunk ppl. eventually went sober after they realised they just Cant Stand the feeling of a hangover anymore. autistic ppl r more likely to develop a dependency on alcohol if we do start drinking. just btw.
- gets a Pretty Expansive vocabulary after actually starting to pursue literature. sometimes his family lightly teases him about using big words but it confuses the hell out of him. its just a word she thought would apply best!!
- soooooo obsessed with what other ppls idea of them is, both in an anxious way and out of genuine curiosity. would never ask ppl what they think of her bc she thinks thats 1) very broad 2) seems compliment fish-y and 3) just gonna lead to "i think ur great/ nice/ whatever filler compliment." but the dream is to sit someone (neil) down and just ask him every single question possible about how he perceives him.
- asks a billion clarifying questions about anything someone asks him to do, gets anxious about how many questions he's asking, tries to just figure it out, freaks out about the possibility of getting it wrong, ends up doing the thing perfectly. weekly occurrence.
- never fully grasped the appeal of religion (most definitely grew up catholic or christian or Something) just bc she could NOT let the lack of proof go. ALSO not an atheist bc the vastness of space scares them out of it. religious beliefs r a weird topic for them.
- suppresses a good chunk of his stims in public bc One total time someone looked at him weird while he was chewing on a sweatshirt string and he was like i gotta stop NOW. eventually develops tics and has to mask THOSE in public too. dear god someone let this girl unmask. also i started ticcing while writing that bc my body does this great thing where i only tic when im reminded of the concept of ticcing. its great and totally doesnt make me think im faking them (faking for who? dunno bc it usually happens when im alone)
- DOES in fact stim around neil bc NEIL STIMS TOO!!!!!!!! joyous day when they found THAT out! gets vocal stims of random lines from whatever play neil is practicing for. YEAA ART THOU THEEEEREE was a vocal stim for a solid week and a half which made neil VERY excited (autistic neil. how i love u autistic anderperry)
- velcro is The most evil vile disgusting material to ever grace this mortal realm. he hates it more than anything ever and i mean that fully. the feeling of BOTH sides, the noise, how easily it comes apart, she hates it all.
this is the gender part
never really viewed gender and gender roles as anything to adhere to beyond the fear of punishment if they dont. finds any social convention relating to gender to be Really dumb and meaningless, bc gender isn't (scientifically) real in any capacity, so why treat it like that? for the longest time just shrugged and said "eh, i guess im a boy" bc thats what she was used to being told, and didn't feel particularly drawn to agree OR disagree. eventually realised on a late night that Wait. i dont Actually care what i am. like yeah im a Male i guess but also im just me. my brain doesnt have a gender and i basically am my brain, right? and then never really thought about it again because that's genuinely how little he cares. adhering the most to canon with that mindset, she never really tells anyone (for obvious reasons on top of the overall apathy) and just lets the he/him happen to her but. in my dream world? agender they/he/she todd anderson. and this is MY blog so those are the pronouns im using from now on. i will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl very often view gender differently than allistic ppl, will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl are more likely to be trans. autism!!!
also yes that entire paragraph is just my view of gender, change the pronouns and the todd mentions and its just me. what of it.
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how-evergreens · 2 days
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Let it be known that this is the Neil and Todd from every post-Welton AU.
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Domestic Anderperry headcanons
As requested by @aj-scott725 - thanks AJ! :] These are all kind of nebulously post-canon.
- When Todd gets into a new poem/body of work, he doesn't tend to gush about it; instead he gets into a dreamy state for a few days and leaves books lying around with pen scribbles all over the pages. Neil gets into the habit of collecting them so he doesn't lose track of them, putting them on their bedside table, and making a note of them so he can read them too
- Neil gets it into his head to learn how to swing dance one summer, and they spend a couple of weeks twirling each other around the living room. It doesn't go awfully well (Todd has two left feet and almost cracks his head open by falling over the sofa), but they're not half bad at it either. Sometimes their downstairs neighbour Mrs. Springer will play Rachmaninoff on the piano and they'll leave the windows open so the music gets in and dance around and around the room
- Todd falls asleep in a couple of minutes every time he gets on any type of transportation without fail. The first time it happens in a taxi they're still young and afraid and when the driver glances for half a second too long at them in the rearview mirror, at Todd's head on Neil's shoulder and the way Neil curves around him unconsciously, Neil stiffens and glares. But by the time the taxi arrives he and the driver have spent ten minutes talking quietly about their boyfriends to each other (the driver is "practically engaged, can you believe it" to a journalist named Martin in Syracuse, and he reminds him "just of your guy, they're exactly like each other, the wheels start going and they're out like lights"). They shake hands as he gently ushers a half-awake Todd out of the taxi and he never sees that driver again, but the memory remains a small golden jewel in Neil's mind
- Neil is unequivocally on washing up duty, because Todd can't stand feeling wet food in the sink. To make up for it he cleans the bathroom, although this also because it helps him think - not uncommon for Neil to come home from rehearsal to find him with their giant flowery cleaning gloves on scrubbing at the toilet bowl, dictating poems to a voice recorder. He proposes Todd dedicate his first poetry collection "to my darling husband and the porcelain god" and gets kicked out of the bedroom for a night for his troubles
- The apartment's heating is kind of shitty (read: the landlord refuses to fix it) so they sleep with three blankets all piled up on top of each other. Neil, who runs cold, isn't too concerned about the whole thing. Todd pretends to complain about it but secretly he loves the comforting pressure (God, have weighted blankets been invented yet? Can we get him one?) and sleeps with the blankets pulled to his chin and his face pressed into the crook of Neil's neck for maximum coverage. This also works in the mornings because he doesn't like the sun's glare, so Neil will often sleepily put a hand over his eyes before he wakes up so it doesn't bother him
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prettymuchborin · 2 days
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I’ve inspired MYSELF to revamp my tumblr!
Let me Introduce Myself:
-Liv (Prettymuchborin)
-20 + in college
-she/her
-has a fat crush on Ethan Hawke and RSL
-AO3 handle PRETTYMUCHBORING emphasis on the g at the end, someone took that on here
-DPS fandom member and fanfic writer
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We were wrecks before we crashed into each other!!!
Old edit I finally finished, should I have added text? I’m not sure but oh well
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vittanni · 2 days
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i heard we're gonna be roommates
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perksofbeingpoet · 23 hours
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people be like dps tumblr is dead when someone literally organised anderperry week 2024??
GUYS YOU DON'T KNOW HOW EXCITED I AM I'LL FINALLY PUBLISH SOME FANFIC ABOUT THE POETS!!
have a good feeling about this :))
thanks @anderperryweekek for doing this!
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cowboylexapro · 12 hours
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this is actually why todd left balincrest for welton
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cowboylikescarlet · 2 days
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watched dps for the first time yesterday and genuinely i have never loved hated a movie more. no movie should make me cry as hard as that one did. whenever wrote that screenplay? SICK IN THE HEAD. sick in the head for writing a movie that awfully sad. if i were to write a movie i would never make it that sad. never (this is not hate the movie was so extraordinary i just genuinely need therapy now)
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