#daltons fun

[lorax-god1315]

Happy Holidays friendly fae folks

I’m watching The Living Daylights with my Dad. Very fun, I am becoming steadily more obsessed with the Bond franchise and I am ready for it (I’m also grateful that my Dad still wants to watch them with me even with my predictions on the plot and comments on characters. I think I’m funny but…)

I got an Aston Martin LEGO and olives as a present, so it’s nice that they know that my interest in Bond is recognised

As soon as Pushkin walked on in like You! I know you! (He’s in Star Trek) One of my favourite games is what’s that actor from?

Also loved seeing Felix again, he’s a funny little lad

[linavender]

I imagine not many of you guys have seen this

Literally love this picture

[perksofbeingpoet]

pittsie rolls out the dough so precisely that you could think he was about to get out measuring tape, protesting loudly when knox steals some of it and eats it just like that. charlie laughs and nudges pittsie in the side- chill out, bro- before messily cutting out stars with the cookie cutters. cameron chides him for making them look all wonky, and neil laughs, yeah charlie, try again. todd smiles up at him. his stars are shaped perfectly, and neil presses a kiss to the top of his head as todd focuses so hard on every cookie. pittsie rolls his eyes and mimes throwing up into the bowl with the icing, making meeks laugh where he is sitting on the kitchen counter, legs swinging. knox puts too many sprinkles on the cookies and cameron tells a story they all know, but they still laugh. meeks sets the oven temperature too high and blames charlie for distracting him by throwing out random numbers. knox feeds pittsie some of the icing, pittsie pretends to swoon and acts as coy as possible. todd laughs, and charlie grins at him, finally got you out your shell, have we? the kitchen smells sweet.

[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

Made some of these

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[angstyteenpoems]

Guess who made some more of these!!!

[grungelvrr222]

fun little black and white dps meeting inspired!

[readbyred]

Hi :)

Heard you were accepting dps requests so what about a charlie fic

I feel like charlie is the type of person to flirt with everyone and ask anyone he finds attractive out except when it comes to the person he actually has feelings for so what about charlie x reader where reader has been waiting since before they graduated for him to ask her out and as soon as she decides to move on charlie gets all sad and jealous and confesses and yknow how it goes

Would love to see this in a fic ♡

Not a fic blog (maybe someday), but I can give you a headcanon (so, shorter and no dialogue) though… I did get a bit inspired, so its longer than my usual writing

I think as a teen he was the sort of person to try and prove he’s popular with people. It would feel bad to lump you in with that. Like, he actually liked you, so it's different. Not that he has no respect for people he flirts with, but he knows it isn't anything serious. He was just a teen guy trying to impress his friends and get the experience he was prevented from getting (with his strict school and all). Especially with his position in the friend group and all.

Still, he hoped to have something serious with you one day. One day when he gets the courage, when he feels like it will work out and he won't jeopardize the whole friend group because of his crush.

But that day didn't come when he was at Welton. Then he had other things to worry about, considering his departure from the school. It was a hard time for everybody. But no matter the odds the poets kept in touch, as much as they could. And that included you.

Only, as years passed you started losing hope. I mean, if he wanted to he would, right? It felt so helplessly pathetic to be waiting for Charlie when it seemed that he had never and will never return your feelings.

When you were younger, it felt like the end of the world. Like you were destined to be alone. Oh, how many nights you’ve spent with Knox, wallowing in self-pity after Chris left him. Just sitting there with your buddy, talking about how you should go to a monastery. Not out of a spiritual need, but because there would be no one ever to love you. Guess you were a bit dramatic back then. It took Pitts many tries to smack some sense into you but you matured eventually.

When college approached, you were ready to meet new people. Although you weren't in the same school together anymore, you made a promise with the poets to keep seeing each other regularly.

Meanwhile, you met Mark. A true romantic soul with quite a witty humour. And Jack who would always treat you so sweetly and had the same interests as you. And Adam who walked you to the dorms every day. And Matt who had so much passion for life. You opened yourself up to people. Started meeting up with others.

Suddenly, you’d bring up your dates every meeting. Not to rub it in, just to recall funny moments. Like when a rainstorm caught you and Jack in the middle of a walk and you raced to the dorms. Or how you and Adam got lost in the park at night because neither of you lived in that city before. Knox would encourage you to spill every detail.

Surprisingly, the more you talked about your love life, the less you heard Charlie talk about his. By winter break you haven't heard him talk about any girl in weeks. At first you didn't notice. Then you figured that maybe he just fell for someone who wasn't as easy to charm so he didn't have anything to brag about yet.

The thought of him being so head over hills for this unnamed person made something inside you feel empty. You knew the feeling well from high school and you detested yourself for still having those sorts of thoughts and feelings. But you decided to let it all fizzle out.

You had better things to think about too. There was a ball coming around. Some fancy tradition at your university. Before you knew it, you had quite a few invitations. The sweetest one was from Jack.

He told you to close your eyes and open your palm. Then, he handed you a handcrafted note asking if you'd like to go with him. Later that day you found another one in your pocket (so that's why he told you to close your eyes) telling you he’s grateful to have you in his life. It was perfect. And officially approved by Knox Overstreet!

When you recounted the story, the guys were pretty happy for you. Before anyone could get a word in, Charlie suddenly asked if you were planning to go with Jack. Sincerely, you affirmed. Why not? He was the sweetest guy and you certainly were done moping around. I mean, you knew that Charlie wasn't going to change his mind so you could as well see if you end up liking someone else.

To your surprise, Charlie wasn't as ecstatic as the rest of the poets. He was rather skeptical and even a bit snarky. Commenting on the guy and just being so… weird about it. It angered you to no end because softly rejecting you is one thing. But trying to get in the way of you moving on? That didn't sit right with you. But your drama queen days were over, so you didn't walk off or anything. Just huffed and looked for a way to change the topic.

At the same time Charlie was thinking. Before college it was easy to reassure himself that he had all the time he wanted to make you his. And all the time he wanted to decide if he would do that at all. Everything was easier back when you didn't talk about any guys. Ever. Now he felt like he had to do something. Damn the risk of ruining the friend group. Damn the fear of rejection. And damn Knox for encouraging this mess.

The last thing you expected was for Charlie to get up suddenly. The poets all looked at him confused. When he stood up, his eyes met yours and he asked you to talk with him outside. Honest to Gods, you had no idea what that was about. But he was being dramatic (more so than usual) and something about the determination in his eyes told you to follow your friend outside. It was snowing and only buildings around you somewhat shielded you from the cold wind.

Charlie didn't waste time choosing words. For the first time when talking to a girl, he was completely raw. Just as it hit him, he blurted out his confession. No overplayed charm. No smirks and winks and cheap tricks. Just him. Charlie Dalton telling you that he likes you. That he had liked you for some time. That you should just, please, think about it.

As the last word fell from his mouth, a heavy silence fell between you. Silence colder than the wind and the snow. But Charlie stood there, undeterred, waiting to see the answer in your eyes. Even at his most frantic, he was confident. He understood that he did what he did, what it meant, and that he grasped this last chance by a miracle. There was no turning back now.

Your response first came muffled, as if the falling snowflakes were absorbing your voice. But finally, you confessed. Not without telling him, how long he made you wait. And how stupid he was acting, if he really just ignored his feelings for this long.

Your talk was tender, full of relief. But, as it happens with Charlie, as soon as the talk of real feelings was out of the way, he dragged you back inside, to announce your happy ending.

You couldn't believe he wanted to brag to your friends at a moment like this. But you just stood there, watching him with a smile. Some things never changed. Charlie certainly didn't. And you wouldn't have it any other way

[desire-mona]

i love that charlie at welton is like the spawn of satan and the personification of rebellion but at any public school he'd just be a little annoying

[geeseareliterallytheworst]

I made my friend watch Dead Poets Society last night, I love indoctrinating others into my weird little gay things.

Actually I love watching people watch movies I've already seen, I'm looking over like "yesss, react to that funny joke, yess, look horrified at this scene. Yesss, you're crying?? Me too."

Some of their notable reactions

"Charlie is so whimsical"

"Neil and Todd are gay, right?"

(When Charlie does his 'phone call from god' bit) "Fuck he's too whimsical this is out of control"

(During the scenes with Mr Perry after the play) "nonono fuck this guy, alternate ending, Neils Dad gets T boned by a car on the way to the play"

"*screaming*"

[groovybun-png]

Robot Dalton

Ehh.. still not sure abt these design

[average-joseph]

Thank you Mr @latin-8-o-clock-my-room for reminding how much I miss posting about dps.

In honor of it being September and my season to shine;

What the poets are like during fall.

Neil: Christian girl fall anyone? You walk into his house and it smells like a Michael's. He's wearing skinny jeans and an infinity scarf. Someone save him.

Todd: He's taking long walks and enjoying the leaves and waiting until the seasonal depression hits.

Charlie: The amount of decorating he does for Halloween is a bit concerning. Where does he fit all these decorations? How is his house a different color than last week? How much did it cost to get people to dress up as zombies and walk around in his front yard 24/7?

Meeks: He dresses up in a different costume every day for weeks until Halloween where his Emmet brown costume is immaculate.

Pitts: He doesn't really care that it's fall. He has one string of orange lights he keeps up year round and plugs them in during fall as decoration.

Knox: The weather drops below 60 degrees and he has a cold for the next 6 months. Somebody get him a jacket.

Cameron: He's to busy doing school work for fall festivities. As a treat he allows himself a bowl of candy corn once a year, but keeps it hidden so he has no thieves.

[meekspeaks]

september prompts: anderperry, 6.

(sorry i just love how you write anderperry😔)

@soobiesworld HEHEHEHEEHHE I LOVE YOU MY FAV !!!!!!!

prompt list !!

anderperry - bonfire !!

"And if I said I was freezing, would that sway any of you?" Pitts questions over the neck of his third sweater, and this is met with a chorus of groans and chides from the other poets who are huddled in the cave, the loudest being Charlie, who is currently trying to fuel the bonfire with some sticks, which are slightly damp.

Knox passes around the bag of marshmallows, "Charlie will fix the fire up... I hope."

"You know I will!" Charlie shouts from where he is beautifully perched over the fire, ass up and facing the world.

Todd shudders, "I wish he'd hurry up."

Neil giggles beside him, and then pulls him in towards his chest, mockingly shivering and chattering his teeth.

Cameron sits smugly on top of his blanket - which he'd refused to share, saying that they should've thought about that before hurrying out to the cave on a chilled autumn night. "This is why I said to--"

"Bring a blanket, wah wah wah, yeah, we get it, Cameron." Charlie whines, flicking a stick at Cameron's leg.

"You any warmer?" Neil whispers against his ear, voice low and gentle, just between the two of them.

Todd feels his face heat up. "A bit."

He kisses him on the cheek. Okay, definitely warmer.

Meeks stands up with great purpose and fishes out a piece of paper from his pocket. "I have a romantic poem here, everyone, listen up!"

"Pretty sure Valentines isn't for a while, Meeks."

"Can it, Perry, can't you see I'm about to give a show? Ahem... I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair..."

As Meeks goes on, Todd shrinks further into Neil, wrapping his arms around his waist and realising that the words of the poem reflect how Todd feels when he's not around Neil. He craves him, almost like it's an addiction - he isn't sated by anything else but the love that Neil gives him, the life that Neil breathes into him. It's Neil and Neil alone, everything is drowned out by his radiance.

As if he's reading his mind, Neil whispers to him again. "That's how I feel about you."

Todd huffs a laugh. "You poet."

"Hey, I didn't write it!"

Meeks bows to the applause he gets from the poets, and Charlie lets out his own whoop when the fire roars to life, everyone else following.

Todd groans. "Ugh, finally."

"How very dare you, Anderson!" Charlie gasps above the laughter of the others.

"At least it's finally warming up in here." Pitts affirms.

"You warm now?" Neil asks.

"Yeah."

Neil then does the unthinkable, and begins to let Todd go.

"No-- No, no, I--"

Neil blinks, and then grins down at him. "What? You like being in my arms?"

Todd's mouth snaps shut, and then his face flames. "Shut up."

"You like me holding you, hmmmm?"

Todd tries to squirm out of Neil's hold, "Get off me!"

"You loooove me?"

"Shut up!"

"Knox, Neil and Todd are being gay! Stop them!"

"Charlie..."

[themadknightuniverse]

A bit of traditional today !

[porcelainvino]

lowkey… don’t even gaf about the dalton warblers…

[applebyraven]

Friendlier Neighborhood Spider-Man:

In which Neil is Spider-Man, and Todd, his roommate and longtime crush, finds himself torn between his feelings for Neil and the superhero who consistently rescues him in times of danger.

Read on AO3.

[kingoftieland]

Lalo Salamanca was NEVER supposed to be in Better Call Saul! 😯