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Steve began to notice the little things once he returned to the real world.
The round sun, shining brightly in the sky for more than 20 minutes per day. The smiles of strangers he passed in the street. The music he heard emanating from Garret's room late at night.
He was glad to hear it. It kept him grounded after the culture shock he felt. It was just so different.
A few weeks after the whole affair, he was perched on the edge of his bed, swaying slightly to the soft music that drifted through the walls from Garret's room to his.
He had found that the moment the clock turned 22:00, Garret's music transitioned from heavy metal to surprisingly heart-aching, emotional music.
Bookmarked by Raindropsofgreen
07 Apr 2025
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Neil and Todd are both stuck at Welton over the summer, and Todd managed to embarrass himself
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A songfic based on like or like like by the miniature tigers because it’s a banger song
Bookmarked by Raindropsofgreen
06 Apr 2025
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Another year, another aerodynamic desk set by Moon_Fl0wer
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
15 Mar 2025
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He knew what it was, and so did Neil who was standing behind him. Still, Todd pulled off the wrapping to reveal another desk set. Just like last year, actually it had now been 4 years of getting a desk set for his birthday.
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Todd gets another desk set, but Neil’s there for him once again. That just makes Todd fall even more head over heels for him
Bookmarked by Raindropsofgreen
06 Apr 2025
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Neil Perry is head of Welton Academy's baseball team, who are entered into the Vermont Baseball Championship every year. Todd Anderson, new at Welton Academy, is dragged along to said tournament by his friends, but he ends up getting to know the head of the baseball team more than he thought he ever would.
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06 Apr 2025
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when you go to hell (i'll go there with you too) by hanniphamgf
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
28 Mar 2025
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“Todd…” Neil said weakly.
But Todd barely heard him, his eyes closed tight, as he tried very hard to focus on breathing in and out. Even with the darkness of his eyelids, it still felt like each wall of the small closet was pushing harder and harder against him— closing in on every side. Every inch of Neil’s body that was pressed against him made him feel like he was burning alive. His tombstone would read, Todd Anderson, Cause of Death: Claustrophobia and Homosexual Thoughts. The thought made Todd want to laugh dryly but none of this was fucking funny so he instead cursed God for making his whole life one big joke.
“Todd,” Neil whispered, “Please don’t freak out.”
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Neil and Todd are stuck in the closet (literally and figuratively)
Bookmarked by Raindropsofgreen
06 Apr 2025
