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"Todd’s crush on Neil was an unfortunate, ever-present, ever-awkward fact of life since the first weeks of the previous school year. Sometime over the break, however, Todd seems to have forgotten just how intense the feelings resulting from said crush can be. Damnit, he thinks silently, damnit, damnit, damnit."
or, a fic in which Neil lives, and two boys learn what love is in their senior year at Welton.
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- Part 1 of the sustenance and the pang
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19 Dec 2025
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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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17 Dec 2025
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When the other Poets find Neil and Todd sharing a bed, they worry that things may have changed between them and the rest of the group. At the weekly meeting in the Old Indian Cave, their fears are quickly dispelled.
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17 Dec 2025
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I Think We Could Do It If We Tried by PoorSpoorSusurration
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
28 Sep 2025
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“I arranged for us—the four of us, you, me, Ginny, Chris—to go on a double date.”
And then he set down his coffee cup, folded his arms, and kicked back in his chair, to proudly await his applause. Which, in part because Knox’s hands were busy, and in part because Knox was catatonic with shock, never came. In fact, of all the words Charlie expected Knox to respond with, they certainly weren’t—
“You’re going on a date with Ginny?”
“Yep! And you’re going on one with Chris!” He meshed his fingers together. “At the same time. It’s a double date—"
“So you’re going on a date with Ginny.”
Alternatively;
Charlie arranges a double date for his best friend and the girl of said best friend's dreams. One small problem—he may have forgotten to specify who's going with who.
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15 Dec 2025
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“Todd,” said Neil, ever the persistent one, “when are you going to write more poetry?” He tilted his head to the side, eyes quizzical.
“I don’t know. When I find the words,” said Todd.
“You have the words already!” Neil protested. “You just need something to write about.”
“Like what?”
Another moment of quiet, another laser-bright stare from Neil, as if he were trying to beam an answer directly into Todd’s mind.
He eventually seemed to give up on that, and so he said, “I guess… nature. Childhood. Society.” A pause. “Love.”
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15 Dec 2025