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irl tumblr meetup with the mutual circle but no one says what their url is so u have to guess who is who

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Fuck you to the girly pop who made me watch dead poets society. i’ve got enough on my plate already without having to mourn the death of a fictional suicidal twink every 20 minutes.

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Published in 2006 — pages from Dirty Blonde: The Diaries of Courtney Love

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Todd Anderson is the official bug killer of the welton dormitory

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I’m a Todd hip hop truther because he would appreciate the word play and the rhyming and the poetry of it

the dead poets would not be swifties and i’m tired of pretending they would

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noticing ur insane abt cameron too, this is wonderful news. please post more abt him i NEEEEEEED cam enjoyers on my dash. thank you 🫶

I literally want to put him in a jar and shake it

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Chalk blue socks by Mary Quant. Cherry leather platform shoes by Manolo Blahnik for Zapata, Vogue, February 1973

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Sorry I'm going to be more normal about him

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More Dead Poets headcanons: historical (Belle Époque) edition

Is this just fully self-indulgence now? Yes. (Insert Starship Troopers gif: "I'M DOING MY PART!")

- Todd is the second son of a couturier who prefers writing fairytales about the dresses instead of doing business with them. He often slips away to go play in string quarters in little riverside bistros and sit in on writers' salons. Strictly speaking he doesn't need to sneak as nobody outside his family really knows who he is, but he does it anyway

- Neil is the contrastingly very high-profile son of a government minister who has seen Todd looking uncomfortable at various balls and recognises him one evening playing violin in the corner of a dingy little cafe, because HE'S also been sneaking out

- Charlie is a dilettante and hangs about with artists (to the dismay of his parents) and keeps the gossip rags well stocked. Neil became friends with him at fourteen out of spite for his parents then discovered that they got on extremely well and that was, as they say, that

- Meeks is a student at the newly-formed University of Paris, unfortunately dating these headcanons exactly to 1896. He spends his time working feverishly on investigating radio waves + using them in communication, a discovery he is unfortunately eventually beaten to by Guglielmo Marconi (yeah, the real guy). Meeks keeps up a significant correspondence both with scientific luminaries (on a first name basis with Max Planck somehow???) and the large amount of siblings he's left behind in a village near Drôme, spending all his allowance on ink and foolscap. (Yes, he speaks fluent Provençal!) Pitts is an American classmate (courtesy of his father working in the embassy), and does mysterious things with aniline dyes after classes in the shed at the bottom of his garden. They prudently don't ask

- Chris is one of Todd's father's clients who befriends him after he very succinctly tells her exactly what's wrong with the fabric and colour and silhouette of the dress her fiance ordered for her. Said fiance is Knox, who Chris is marrying not particularly out of anything more than a very lukewarm platonic affection, but more out of a desire to get out, now, and to decide on something, Now. Knox knows this but he's still convinced it will work out (?????). Ginny is Chris' best friend very explicitly disapproving about it the whole time, and half in love with her as well

- Cameron meanwhile is a pencil-pusher at the American embassy (he's French, though, not American) and befriends Knox and then Charlie and then everyone else through strange twists of fate. Secretly reads a lot of dime novels on the sly. Insists he doesn't

- For at least one glorious summer they all get out and go free. Meeks takes them all down to see his family and Neil goes careening down country back lanes on his (new, very handsome) bicycle, with Todd sitting precariously on the handlebars and laughing the whole way. Knox gets a barge ("Where from?" "Well, I came across it tethered, abandoned, just... over there." "Over THERE?" "Yes. What's the problem?" [DISTANT, EXTREMELY HEATED SHOUTING] "Ah, Christ.") and they all end up in the river one way or another. When they get back to Paris the quiet of the countryside has sharpened everything to even harsher brilliance and Charlie pulls them all to visit his artist acquaintances and they go to the bars out of the way where men can be seen with men and the air is thick with smoke enough that nobody can really see each other's faces, and Neil pulls Todd into a clumsy waltz and thinks, this is how it should always have been from the moment that I was born.

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uhmmm cheesed to feet you / more of these cause it’s been forever since i posted to last ones, obligatory disclaimer that some of these are kinda old

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I love finding clips of the dead poets society cast doing random ass side quest movies and TV shows in the 80s and 90s. This is Dylan Kussman playing a burger joint employee ?? 😭

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they’re also both people that definitely recharge by doing quiet activities so I can imagine they would bond over that especially when all the other guys are super rambunctious

The idea of Cameron crocheting is so funny to me for some reason

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what if gatsby was a mushroom and he called people “old spore” instead

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currently thinking about this parallel