#happy birthday idiot what did you do to me /lh

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so like... teeth... fangs, even.........

(silly) xtra under the cut

smfh tfw ur trying to joke but friend snitches you tf out

[theluminoussunflower]

very random question incoming but since you know a lot about dps maybe you can finally help me find peace. it doesn't hurt to ask right..? (this turned out longer than anticipated sorry about that..)

do you have any clue how people pinpoint the exact birthdays (in neils case also death day) of dead poets society characters? i know they're in the wiki but like.. where did we get them? am i an idot? do they talk about that somewhere? in the script maybe? is it just a very popular headcanon that everyone decided is real?

people claim december 15th is the day Neil died. i looked at the document todd has to sign looking for a date and i can see 12-5-59 at the bottom right. that means december 5th is the day everyone had to sign, right?

that would make neils death day maybe (!) the 4th. which could make sense because that day was a friday (the play wouldnt be on a weekday right? december 15th 1959 was a tuesday..)

but then again they are most likely signing a week or so after neil died, which would put his death day in late november??

where does december 15th come from? is there some random interview? is it really really obvious? is it all fake? please help an idiot out..!

thank you so much and have a nice day 💛

hello anon! hopefully i can provide a bit of clarity.

in terms of birthdays, they're all made up. the only birthday we're vaguely made aware of is todd's but we're not given an exact day. it's about mid-way through the movie, so i personally place it at the beginning of november, which is about halfway between the start and end of an autumn semester in the states. (i go with november third since that's ethan hawke's birthday, but to each their own).

the wiki isn't really the right place to look for like actual information about the movie because people just make shit up on it all the time. kind of annoying if you're actually trying to find out canon, but it's fandom wiki so we can't really stop it lol i personally disagree with most of the birthdays provided on the wiki (someone on there thinks pitts is a taurus when he's CLEARLY a capricorn /lh)

in terms of neil's death day, december fifteenth comes from neil's dad's calendar on his desk in the scene before his suicide. it's reeeaaallly grainy so it could be anything, but it looks like a teen number, and there aren't that many pages left on it. i had never seen the 12-5-59 date on the contract until this ask, so that definitely puts a hole in the december fifteenth thing, and i agree that a tuesday is a weird day to have the opening night of a play on. so it's two contradicting props.

but i think the suicide happening with snowfall and just before finals puts it more towards mid-december, though you could be right about it being more around thanksgiving (vermont gets snow starting in november)

to my knowledge that is the extent of the december fifteenth stuff. if there's any more, someone can reblog and add, but in short, it's basically fanon looking really deeply into props lol there's no interview, it's not in the script, it's really not that deep. if you think his suicide was late november, there's nothing that concrete to disprove it.

let me know what birthdays you think the boys have, because i basically just give them their actors birthdays lol

anyway happy neil dies day <3

[dangan-happy]

(Wh-What if we kissed on the same day as The Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History?)

(TW[?]: Cussing)

Lmao, I know I could've probably just DMed one of you or some shit like that, and maybe I should've done that instead of this, but I don't really have a preference on which character(s) does this, I like the password (lmao), and all of you are great (*insert some of you guys still getting annoyed at me sending something in the inbox than just saying something in the Discord server or some shit here lmao*)

Anyway, this week is my last full week of school, and since there's no school next Monday, I only have next Tuesday and Wednesday. Next week is finals, and next Wednesday is my last day of school. So yaayyyy, go me /s I feel like I'm gonna fail my exams though because I legit have one braincell; I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, and I have the memory of a goldfish...

... But here's the contradiction to that shit. Tomorrow, I have to go to some awards ceremony shit for having such good grades (I tend to maintain A's and A-'s, with the occasional B or B+), and apparently, I recently got a letter from my [high] school, saying I'm in the Top 100 Students or some shit like that. My mom was practically over the moon, and has been becoming more excited (but also sad, because I'm an only child and such) as graduation creeps closer. She already has two signs (one of them being provided from the school, as they provide generic ones to all who are graduating) and a banner in the front yard about me being a graduate and shit; I can only imagine what she has in mind for my graduation party... /pos /lh

TL;DR I hate final exams, I'm dumber than a rock, and overall, I just want some encouragement, comfort, hugs and headpats. Maybe some platonic kisses on the forehead, too, but hugs and headpats for sure, please

We meet again, Ally. Seeing you once more emits a feeling of positivity I cannot explain. I know you well. I know you have a severe habit of self-loathing. A certain loaf of bread has told me as much. 

I commend you reaching the top 100 of your school’s leaderboard. You have achieved greatness, yet you weep in silence. Your mother must be so overjoyed, she may throw a repeat of your birthday earlier this year. I do not understand why you cannot rejoice at this fact. There is someone you know who could only wish to have attained that level of academia. They’d give anything to have reached that level back when they were in high school. But it is as you told them. They are not stupid nor an idiot, but they have an ‘altered mind.’ 

I can only hope that one day you shall see your worth. I- no.... We will help you see it. I promise you this. You’re the best of all of us, Ally. I wish you to keep moving forward, never stop aiming for the horizon. Do it for the ones you love. You will one day find yourself to be quite content with your hard work, that is my promise... 

I have for you the head pats and hugs you so desire. As well as a message from some one else:  You did your absolute best and I cannot be more proud of you. One day, I promise to help you see the fruit of your efforts, I swear on my life that you will be proud of yourself and hopefully happy with me for showing you that.... I love you.

[betelgeusessonajblog]

Roger’s Therapy (Part 1/?)

Roger sits inside a waiting room of a Therapists office, waiting for his appointment with Leatherhead. The croc had come with Roger to support him after everything the lizard had been through, LH knew Roger would need all the support he could get.

The therapist was someone that AJ had actually recommended, one that he had used previously to deal with issues he’d never dealt with before he got together with Raph.

Roger knew that the therapist must’ve been good if his papa was recommending him. 

Leatherhead took Roger’s hand and kissed it gently “Are you okay, Cher..? you’re looking nervous....”

Roger nods a little “Ye-Yeah...I guess I’m pretty nervous about talking to someone about this. But...It has to happen...I have to deal with it if I wanna get better.”

Leatherhead kisses Roger on the lips gently “I will be right here for you, Cher.”

“I know you will, Shawn....thank you.” Roger said with a soft smile. Leatherhead and Roger had spoke about the therapy session in detail. They had agreed that Roger should talk to the therapist alone but Leatherhead would be waiting for him when he got out so they could head home or grab something to eat if Roger wanted.

Eventually Roger’s appointment came and he headed inside the Therapist’s office

“Hello, you must be Roger. I’m Dr Claws, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Dr Claws said with a smile “Your father, Alex, spoke about you a lot when he was here for his therapy sessions.”

Roger smiled as he took a seat “It’s nice to meet you too, sir.”

“I know this must be nerve wracking but I want you just take your time, figure out how you’d like to start things. Dr Claws said as he adjusted the glasses he wore “I’m gonna write stuff down so we can continue onward in the next session.”

Roger nods a little listening to Dr Claws before taking a deep breath “OK so...if...you don’t mind me asking what do you know about my...”

“You want to know if I am aware of his powers, correct?” Dr Claws asked to which Roger nodded a little “Then yes, I’m fully aware of his powers. I am never going to speak about that sort of thing.”

Roger just nods “OK...so...I’m...kinda like Papa, I have powers. But...it’s because I’m...not...a normal monster. I know it sounds crazy but I’m....actually an alien....”

Dr Claws nodded a little, not seeming to be shocked by the reveal

“....Papa...told you about me being Alien, didn’t he?” Roger asked

“Yes, in one of our sessions he said you appeared in his life. When I asked him to elaborate he froze and asked me to never repeat what he was about to say. I promised I wouldn’t. He explained what happened when he was in college. He has ghost-like powers and when he said that told me about you, I just accepted it that the world isn’t as simple as we make it out to be.” Dr Claws explained as he looked at Roger “so I’m not going to judge you about ANYTHING you tell me, okay?”

Roger let out a small sigh of relief “OK good...so when I was like 2 years old my birth mother put me in a pod to protect me from my birth father....he was a king, ruler of his planet....got power hungry and just snapped. So um....over the last few months and recently...I....um...wanted to know more about my planet...so I spoke to my Uncle Donatello, Donnie for short, to help me and he was more than happy to help. He promised me he’d do what he could to find out any information about my planet....”

“And I take it from the pauses and the expression on your face...things went badly, correct?” Dr Claws asked as Roger nodded

“All I wanted was to know more about my planet...find out my birthday...that kind of thing...but they found out what Uncle Donnie was doing and....came hunting for me right away....short version is they kicked our asses and took me away from my family...from my fiance, Shawn....” he takes a deep breath as he thought about that day “My family came for me, obviously....I was....tortured by my birth Father....no not father...just...some asshole.”

“They...tortured you? did he say why?” Dr Claws asked as he looked at Roger

“....he thought I was a weakling....I was a disgrace, not fit to carry on our bloodline.....I guess he wanted me to suffer slowly before he’d kill me....eventually Shawn, my dads and the rest of my family came for me....” Roger explained before motioning to the bandaged up eye “I...lost an eye trying to protect Shawn...” Roger said as he carefully pulled the bandage up showing the bottom part of his eye to the Dr “...Laser through the eye...”

Dr Claws frowned a little seeing the injury, he knew that nothing normal could’ve done that to anyone, not even a bullet so that would only leave what Roger was saying as the truth “I...I am sorry, Roger. You shouldn’t have had to go through that.”

“Thanks...Shawn....told me he would’ve taken the shot for me if it meant I’d still have my eye...if that happened I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself, I already....” Roger started to say but paused

“You already...?” Dr Claws asked, looking at Roger wanting to see if he would continue.

“...Shawn...Shawn got hurt badly by some nasty assholes, got taken without anyone knowing....I was in Japan at the time trying to deal with some issues I’d been going through at the time. Part of me feels like if I was there, I’d have been able to do something...ANYTHING about it....Shawn doesn’t want me blaming myself but I already do...I blame myself for what happened to him, what happened to me. If I wasn’t so fucking stupid none of this would’ve happened, Shawn wouldn’t have gotten taken if I was there that day and I wouldn’t have lost my eye if I hadn’t gone looking for answers like the idiot I am.” Roger said as he put the bandage down and started to tear up  

“Roger....none of that was your fault or your partner’s fault. Many children that were given up for adoption or abandoned go searching for answers like you had. You aren’t the reason you got hurt, you aren’t the reason Shawn got hurt.” Dr Claws said as he looked at Roger whom had buried his face in his hands as he began sobbing softly

“My heart knows that but my head, my head keeps telling me I should’ve been smarter, I should’ve thought things through more. I should’ve listened to my family before I disappeared to Japan. I thought I was doing the right thing for them....for me as well but none of that makes a damn difference. The love of my life got hurt because I was stupid and left him after some shit that wasn’t my fault, I lost my eye because I sought out answers to who I was.” Roger said between sobs. Eventually the session came to an end after Roger spent the last half of it sobbing.

He thanked the Dr for listening to him, Dr Claws told him that he’d like to see Roger come back for the next few weeks to which Roger agreed.

Roger instantly hugged Leatherhead tightly and asked him if they could just go home to which the croc agreed then lead Roger outside before they took a portal to their home.

Roger didn’t say anything as he went to his and LH’s room and laid down on their bed and sobbed softly into a pillow. Leatherhead, knowing something was wrong with Roger, had followed him and when he saw his fiance crying the croc instantly went over to the bed and laid down beside him and held him closely as the lizard kept sobbing.