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live photos of me reading the fem! reader one shots bc i couldnt find any good trans reader fics




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it's neils birthday (according to my calendar) so i thought id post
happy birthday to neil perry, a star who shined brighter than he'll ever know.
for many of us or at least in my case, neils character is a reminder of all we are. i see him in not just everything i do, but everything i see.
to me, neil is the sight of the sun finally creeping out from behind the clouds to bring light and warmth to the cold autumn mornings. that comforting sensation of when the light autumn breeze glides past, leaves flowing with it right before your eyes.
happy birthday neil, you may not be real but you mean more to many than you could ever imagine. :)
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neil perry is pretty like the midnight sky with its twinkling stars.
todd anderson is pretty like a fresh sheet of frost on a winter's morning.
charlie dalton is pretty like a match as it strikes to a flame.
knox overstreet is pretty like the glass gliding in the soft spring breeze.
steven meeks is pretty like the fresh autumn leaves as they fall from the trees.
gerald pitts is pretty like the soft pitter patter of rain drops against a window.
richard cameron is pretty like NOTHING I HATE CAMERON. /j
richard cameron is pretty like an old library, filled with books untouched for years.
#dead poets society#neil perry#todd anderson#charlie dalton#knox overstreet#steven meeks#gerald pitts#richard cameron
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when you started at the prestigious boys school, welton academy, you never guessed you would be skipping a class. let alone skipping a class to make out with the insufferable charlie dalton.
charlie was nothing but charismatic to the point it almost annoyed you yet you couldn't help but fall in love and now here you were. the two of you were crammed into an old storage closet, your back continued to bump into the shelf as charlie pushed you against it, his lips had captured yours in a passionate frenzy. his hands gripped your hips as you ran your own through his brunette locks. his lips fit to yours in such a perfect way as you pushed him back to take a much needed breath much to charlie's dismay. he couldn't help the smile that spread across his lips as he looked down at your flushed face. his fingers snaked along your sides, tickling you gently. the action caused you to tense, pulling a laugh from your lips. it was one of charlie's favorite sounds and god help if the two of you got caught because they'd have to pry charlie away from you.
#dead poet society x male reader#dead poet society x reader#charlie dalton x reader#charlie dalton x male reader
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waking up in charlie dalton's arms on a snowy morning might be the closest to heaven you'll ever get. the cold outside is nothing but a background to the warm loving embrace charlie keeps you in, even if he's asleep. his brows released from the near constant furrow they end up in from classes, his brunette hair messy splayed against the pillow as his soft breath leaves a gentle tickle against your skin. you can't help but let him sleep as you admire his beautiful features.
#dead poet society x male reader#dead poet society x reader#charlie dalton x reader#charlie dalton x male reader
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charlie dalton bites.
not in a mean or aggressive way; it's playful and affectionate. he doesn't even realize this about himself until he finally gets a boyfriend and suddenly he's giving small bites to your neck. when questioned he just kinda giggles about it but he knows you love it.
#dead poet society x male reader#dead poet society x reader#charlie dalton x male reader#charlie dalton x reader
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i write for trans men who love the dead poets bc ive noticed a lack of this genre on this app
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I swear I need to find someone who looks at me like this,
If he’s not like this I don’t want him.
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imagine being a trans man at welton's academy, you barely made it in with your parents lying to nolan. the fear of getting caught pushing you away from your fellow students, of course that is till you manage to catch neil perry's attention. soon you're one of the poets; you find yourself dancing with meeks and pitts on the rooftop. there's late night study sessions with charlie that turn into nights of laughter with no work done. knox is asking for advice with chris even and todd is even willing to maybe share some of his writing with you as neil prepares for the play. the meetings provide the much needed break and escape you hadn't even known you needed and your new friends continue to be nothing but wonderful.
#dead poet society x male reader#dead poet society x reader#totally not a self insert#i love them your honor
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