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Todd’s breath hitched for a second, before he said “I’m so sorry you’ve had to live like this, honey…”
“I don’t have to anymore.” Neil spoke softly, Todd smiling at him weakly for a second before turning his gaze back towards the road. “I have you.”
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Neil and Todd drive home on the way back from visiting Neil’s parents in Vermont. Neil worries, ergo, Todd worries.
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The Secrets of Hounds and the Moon by every_second_counts
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
06 Dec 2025
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When Sirius had arrived in Wales for the summer, he wanted to leave immediately, but after stumbling across a boy at the corner shop, he wasn’t sure he even wanted to leave.
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A fic inspired by Conan Gray’s ‘This Song’ music video, requested by a few people on Pinterest.
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“You look beautiful, darling.”
“I highly doubt that considering how tired I am, Todd…”
“If you say so…” Todd teased, “I still think you look mesmerizing, though, love.”OR
Todd and Neil living together in New York -
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It’s the night after closing night. Neil brings Todd with him to the afterparty but they’re early. What to do with an entire theater to themselves?
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In one moment Phillip told himself that if the only thing he could do to preserve Rome’s memory was to follow his final orders like an old dog to its absent owner, then that would be what Phillip would spend the comprehensive remainder of his days doing.
~ yes, the title is a sufjan stevens song :p
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"From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it'll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream."
Neil Perry never understood why Todd Anderson was so self-critical about his poems or his disdain for reading aloud. After discovering Todd's talent in poetry, Neil is inspired.
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04 Feb 2026
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make no more use of it when there’s no more you by circlegames for fayefaith
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
04 Jul 2021
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It’s 1975. Todd can’t take this anymore. Neil’s married. He’s got a kid. Why does he keep coming back?
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- Part 1 of i’ll love some littler things.
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03 Feb 2026
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IM ACTUALLY CRYING SO HARD RN
OW OW OW OW
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT
THAT WAS SO SAD -
and if you hold me (i hope it doesn't hurt) by Fakegamergirlslay
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
14 Jul 2025
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It works. For a little while, it works pretty fucking well. It isn't ideal, it never will be, but it's what they need and it's working.
So of course, something goes horribly wrong in what was meant to be a fool proof plan to gently extricate himself from Todd, even though it feels like peeling off his own skin. Todd starts initiating contact with him. In small ways of course, same as how Neil had done when they first met, but the roles are reversed and Neil thinks maybe he doesn't have to die to reach his special place in Hell, he's already living it.
Todd is...surprisingly touchy. Neil is...not quite coping.
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27 Jan 2026
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neil’s slowly carding his fingers through todd’s grown-out hair, soft, careful not to wake him. his boyfriend is curled up into a tiny ball against his chest, and as neil tightens his other arm around todd’s sleeping form, he can feel his heart doubling in size from the wave of fondness that crashes into him.
he's having trouble believing todd’s real. he’s so overwhelmingly lucky.
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or, 1.2k of pure domestic fluff where neil reflects on how much he loves todd and how grateful he is for what they have together.
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The Current that is my own Longing by Moony_doesstuff
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
17 Jan 2026
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Even at that small age, he knew what his family was like. Learning how to dream himself into different worlds, lives, bodies, how to perfect the art of escapism was the only thing easing the pain of near abandonment.
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"What's wrong? What happened?" He asks, voice sleep addled. Later, much later, this is the moment where his life splits up into Before and After.
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20 Jan 2026
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I HAVE LITERAL TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE RN
This one hit a little too close to home guys
It’s got a lil KICK to it 😭👍