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01/31/06--12:48: Article 16 (chan 1675137)

In order to christen this new community, I shall post my Gene/Finny (A Separate Peace) poem . . .




FROM THE TREE

Your pink fairy shirt
Brings out your pink
Tinged cheeks, flushed
With laughter and
Heat.
Makes your blue eyes
Sparkle like
Marbles in the stream

In the river, where
You and I
Began and ended
And shed your
Pink fairy shirt
And my
Lily sweatshirt,
Soaked through with
Pretending to forget.



01/31/06--23:08: New DPS fic announcement! (chan 1675137)

Title: Practice Makes Perfect
Fandom: The Dead Poets Society
Pairing: Charlie/Knox
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slight necktie kink
Summary: Charlie wants a favor, but Knox is reluctant to comply.
Disclaimer: I own no schoolboys. They are not in my basement. I promise.

Practice Makes Perfect

crossposted to hey_schoolboy, dps_fans, theprettiness, weltonacademy


03/21/06--22:27: A SEPARATE PEACE: The Soundtrack (chan 1675137)

A Joint Effort Between emhen and theo_winterwood

OMG. We have worked on this for months, looking up more song lyrics than one ever needs to see in one's lifetime, buying CD's from artists we'd never heard of, and just generally trying to musically map out the story of the best gay schoolboys ever.

This soundtrack is meant to map out the relationship between Finny and Gene, starting from the moment they meet, and ending somewhat after the events of the book. Think of it as a narrative, mostly from Gene’s point of view, though it dips into Finny’s now and then.

We hope you enjoy it.







(Links to download the album in its entirety are at the bottom.)

1 - Wind Up – Jethro Tull (Finny POV)
When I was young and they packed me off to school/and taught me how not to play the game/I didn't mind if they groomed me for success/or if they said that I was a fool/So I left there in the morning/with their God tucked underneath my arm/their half-assed smiles and the book of rules/So I asked this God a question/and by way of firm reply/He said, I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays/So to my old headmaster, and to anyone who cares/before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers/I don't believe you/you had the whole damn thing all wrong
Finny’s song, professing his attitudes towards religion and academic authority. “God was always unoccupied in Finny’s universe, ready to lend an ear at any time at all.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 8)

2 - First Day of My Life – Bright Eyes (Gene POV)
This is the first day of my life/I swear I was born right in your doorway/I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed/They're spreading blankets on the beach/Yours is the first face that I saw/I think I was blind before I met you/Now I don’t know where I am/I don’t know where I’ve been/But I know where I want to go
“‘It’s you, pal,’ Finny said to me at last, ‘just you and me.’ . . . We were the best of friends at that moment.” (A Separate Peace, Ch.1)

3 - Golden Years – David Bowie (Finny POV, reflecting the summer term itself)
Don’t let me hear you say life’s taking you nowhere, angel/Come get up my baby/Look at that sky, life’s begun/Nights are warm and the days are young/Come get up my baby/.../I’ll stick with you baby for a thousand years/Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years
“We were registered with no draft board, we had taken no physical examinations. . . . We were careless and wild, and I suppose we could be thought of as a sign of the life the war was being fought to preserve.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 2)

4 – The Soldiering Life – The Decemberists (Gene POV)
Ambling madly all over the town/The call to arms you liken to a whisper/I liken to a radio/You were a brickbat, a bowery tuff, so rough/They culled you from a cartoon/Pulled out of your pantaloons/But you/My brother in arms/I'd rather I'd lose my limbs/Than let you come to harm
Here is Finny and Gene’s friendship that summer again. Although seemingly carefree and idyllic, it foreshadows pain to come. It also brings in the war imagery again, likening them to a pair of soldiers partnered together against the world and mentioning the approaching idea of enlistment, which Finny dismisses (“you liken to a whisper”) with his idea of the war as an invention of the fat men in charge.

5 – Heartstrings – Alison Krauss (Gene POV)
Heartstrings hold tighter than the roots of a live oak tree/Holdin' through tornado winds/Tougher than timber, stronger than steel/They'll guide me back southward again
This marks the very beginnings of Gene’s internal conflict with himself. It’s about his leaving his home to go to this school up north, in addition to being about the conflict starting in his subconscious between the beliefs he was raised to have and his relationship with Finny.

6 - Tanglewood Tree – Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer (Gene POV)
my body has a number and my face has a name/and each day looks the same to me/but love is a voice on the wind, and the wages of sin/and a tanglewood tree
“I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said. I started to; I nearly did. But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 3)

7 - The Perfect Fit – Dresden Dolls (Gene POV)
I used to be the bright one/smart as a whip/funny how you slip so far when/teachers don’t keep track of it/I used to be the tight one/the perfect fit/funny how those compliments can/make you feel so full of it
Gene feels he is slipping in his studies, the only area he felt he could excel in. He blames this on Finny, believing that Finny wants him to slip. “I found a single sustaining thought. The thought was, You and Phineas are even already. You are even in enmity. . . . You did hate him for breaking that school swimming record, but so what? He hated you for getting an A in every course but one last term. You would have had an A in that one except for him. Except for him.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 4)

8 - The Perfect Drug – Nine Inch Nails (Gene POV)
I got my heart but my heart is no good/And you’re the only one that’s understood/I come along but I don’t know where you’re taking me/I shouldn’t go but you’re reaching back and shaking me/Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky/The more I give to you, the more I die/And I want you
“Holding firmly to the trunk, I took a step toward him, and then my knees bent and I jounced the limb. Finny, his balance gone, swung his head around to look at me for an instant with extreme interest, and then he tumbled sideways, broke through the little branches below and hit the bank with a sickening, unnatural thud. It was the first clumsy physical action I had ever seen him make. With unthinking sureness I moved out on the limb and jumped into the river, every trace of my fear of this forgotten.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 4)

9 - Toy Soldiers – RPM (Finny POV)
It wasn't my intention to mislead you/It never should have been this way /What can I say/It's true I did extend the invitation/I never knew how long you'd stay
This song is about Finny’s internal turmoil following his fall, focusing mostly on Gene and his feelings and intentions towards him. “He was never going to accuse me. It was only a feeling he had, and at this moment he must have been formulating a new commandment in his personal decalogue: Never accuse a friend of a crime if you only have a feeling he did it.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 5)

10 - Hurt – Nine Inch Nails (Gene POV)
What have I become/My sweetest friend/Everyone I know/Goes away in the end
You could have it all/My empire of dirt/I will let you down/I will make you hurt
“And I thought we were competitors! It was so ludicrous I wanted to cry. If Phineas had been sitting here in this pool of guilt, how would he have felt, what would he have done? He would have told the truth.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 5)

11 - I Am A Rock – Red House Painters (Gene POV)
I have my books/And my poetry to protect me/I am shielded in my armor/Hiding in my room, safe within my womb/I touch no one and no one touches me
Gene’s self-isolation at the start of the Winter Session, as he lives alone in the room he shared with Finny and tries not to become too close to the other boys, lest they guess the truth.

12 - Wish You Were Here – Pink Floyd (Gene POV)
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage/How I wish, how I wish you were here/We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year/Running over the same old ground
After the fall, Finny has changed. Although they want to pretend that everything is the same, they can’t, because the connection between them has been damaged irreparably.

13 - Silent Night – Damien Rice (Gene POV)
Silent night/Moonlit night/Nothing’s changed/Nothing is right/I should be stronger than weeping alone/You should be weaker than sending me home/I can't stop you fighting to sleep/Sleep in heavenly peace
“I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 12)

14 - Old Man – Neil Young (Gene POV)
Old man look at my life/Twenty four/and there's so much more/Live alone in a paradise/That makes me think of two/Love lost, such a cost/Give me things/that don't get lost
“Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even a death by violence.” (A Separate Peace, Ch. 1)

15 - Georgia On My Mind – Ray Charles (Gene POV)
Other arms reach out to me/Other eyes smile tenderly/Still in peaceful dreams I see/The road leads back to you/Georgia, Georgia/No peace, no peace I find/Just an old sweet song/Keeps Georgia on my mind
The end credits, if you will. This song choice was entirely ironic - Gene does not long for Georgia, nor does he long for his old ideals - he longs for Finny, and for the freedom and the happiness that their relationship gave him. No matter how much he might want to rationalize and justify what happened between them, the horrific and abortive reality remains.

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06/08/06--10:24: Article 13 (chan 1675137)

Hey, I'm new here, but I def. love schoolboy slash, so this is perfect!
    I wrote two fics for Dead Poets Society a little while ago, so I'll just re-post them, shall I?



Follow the fake LJ cuts!

Untitled, Neil/Todd, mentions of Charlie/Neil, 1017




On a Poet's Lips I slept, Todd/Charlie, Todd/Neil, 730 words



These are also posted (although it was a while ago) on welton_academy and dps_fans, but the links I provided go to the stories on my own journal.

Hope you enjoy!


06/29/06--18:34: Article 12 (chan 1675137)

Title: The Marrow
'Verse: Dead Poets' Society
Genre: Angstfluff/Romance
Pairings: Charlie "Nuwanda" Dalton/Neil Perry
Rating: G to R.
Warnings: Kissing, vague sex, language, mild use of cigarettes and alcohol... the usual.
Word Count: ~2,260
Summary: "As much as they love Keating’s class, some days, it’s just another obstacle to what they really want."
Disclaimer: I am not Peter Weir. Charlie and Neil are not mine. The quote from #3 is from Zygmunt Frankel and probably an anachronism; either way, it's also not mine.
Feedback: Yes, please!
A/N: Written for 1sentence using prompt set gamma. Spoilers for the whole movie.

Neil doesn’t protest when Charlie pulls him forward by his belt, nor does he grouse and complain when Charlie expertly slips the leather off...


08/17/06--20:57: first poooost (chan 1675137)

Hey! Here to pimp a few ASP icons. Feel free to disregard the multifandom nature of this post; it's mostly A Separate Peace, anyway. :D

[8] A Separate Peace (2004 Showtime movie)
[4] Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind
[4] Saved!

Teasers:

Here at my icon journal!

There's a definite lack of A Separate Peace icons, so, ahaha, enjoy!

(Pimped places. You may or may not see this multiple times.)


09/02/06--04:07: I'm a newb to the DPS fandom, so please be gentle. Would anyone be interested in... (chan 1675137)

...either Co-authoring a piece of fan fiction or Role Playing some Neil/Todd Slashyness? I haven't seen the whole film, but clips from YouTube and the music videos posted in this wonderful community. I have read the screenplay however, and it is truely brilliant. I just love Robin Williams, haha. I can assure you all though, that I will be purchasing this film on DVD this upcoming weekend. XD!

Anyhow, if your interested please feel free to contact me via e-mail or through MSN at:

emotions_gurl@hotmail.com

Or at:

AIM: Connor_F_Draven
YiM!: doctor_robert_chase
Skype: doctorrobertchase

Personally, I don't think I have the ability to pull off Neil successfully, however I do feel that I could with Todd so...who knows.

Thanks again for making this great community for fans like myself. I look forward to talking to you all and posting some neat stuff in the future.

Ciao!


09/02/06--19:32: So, I did it. Just like I said I would. (chan 1675137)

I went out this evening, less then two hours ago in fact and bought the "Dead Poets Society" Special Edition DVD. I'm only watching it for the first time *ever* as we speak, ands so far its really amazing!

Feel free to comment to this post with your own opinions of this wonderful film, or just to say 'Hi'. I love meeting new people on LJ, especially those who share a common interest with me, like this film XD!

As I mentioned in a earlier post, I'm still looking for a Neil to Role Play with my Todd in a slashy-based plotline through either e-mail or instant messenger. Look back to my previous post for contact information if your interested, please.

Carpe Diem, everyone!


02/25/07--01:00: Article 8 (chan 1675137)

TITLE: Summer Lovin'
PAIRING: Gene/Phineas
RATING: NC-17


09/06/07--17:53: Charlie/Knox: Even Dead Poets Can Love (R-NC17) (chan 1675137)

Title: Even Dead Poets Can Love
Fandom: Dead Poets Society
Rating: R-NC17
Pairing: Charlie/Knox; (Neil/Todd mentioned)
Warnings: Slash!; School-boy love; Chan (characters are 17 yrs old)
Summary: DPS. Charlie and Knox have an agreement. So, when Charlie kisses Knox, breaking one of their rules, Knox gets mad. Charlie seems to think that Knox has feelings for him, and Knox is begining to wonder if he might be right. Slash. CharKnox.
Fanfiction.net link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3770481/1/Even_Dead_Poets_Can_Love
Author Notes: This is in fact my very first DPS fanfiction. Let me know what you think. Also, if you know people who like this pairing or DPS slashfic in general, please guide them to this fic. :3 Thanks.




Dedication: To my dearest friend, Emma. Wish you were mine, I dedicate this to you, who helped me realize I roleplay a mighty good Todd to your exquisite Neil. xxoo.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Dead Poet's Society. I am merely borrowing them to settle my over active imagination. Anything recognized within this story is the genius of writer Tom Shulman and director Peter Weir. I thank thee gentleman for making such a wonderful, wonderful movie. It is my favorite movie.

Warning: This fanfiction that you are about to read contains both material of a homosexual nature and of a mature nature, and also contains young adults of 17 years of age. If you are not of the age where you live or you do not like this sort of thing, please press the back button now. If not, continue on and please remember to review.
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Even Dead Poets Can Love
Chapter 1- Charlie

Charlie Dalton couldn’t help but grin when he accidentally walked up on his best friend and the new guy. They had secluded themselves deep in a niche that was set in a corridor that was rarely, if ever used, by the whole of the student body. That was, except for Charlie himself. This corridor was his corridor, and he knew everything that happened in it.

He realized a little late that he had been watching Neil and Todd making out quite openly. Well, who wouldn’t? It was very arousing. To him anyway. He was bisexual. He wasn’t so sure what his other friends would do or say. Then again, he had a clue.

Cameron would regard it as indecent, immoral, disgusting, and just wrong. Knox would just shrug it off and go back to thinking about that stupid girl. Pitts also wouldn’t care, just smile in his happy-go-lucky way he had, and say that it was whatever made them happy and he’d support them. And the others, like Meeks, would either agree with Pitts or Cameron.

He watched as Neil’s hands worked diligently at Todd’s tie, smirking as he turned and headed back down the hall. Who knew that Neil could be such a topper? He seemed much more bottom then top, especially the way he let his father walk all over him. Of course, Todd was a definite bottom, and Charlie applauded Neil’s rise to the top.

When he reached the hall that their rooms were located, he immediately headed to the room Knox shared with Cameron, pounding on the door rather obnoxiously. What could he say? It was his way.

The door opened and Cameron poked his out, eyes flashing in a way that said he was clearly annoyed.

“What is it, ‘Nuwanada’?” he asked in a tone that mirrored the look. Charlie merely rolled his eyes and pushed on the door hard, causing Cameron to step back and allowing him to slide into the room. He grinned as his eyes fell on Knox, laying on his bed, but the smile fell as his eyes took in the thing that his friend was staring holes into. Stupid girl and her stupid picture.

“Cameron,” he said. “Out. And don’t bother this room for your life.”

“Hold up just a minute, Dalton,” he whined, attempting pitifully to draw himself up. “You can’t just barge into someone’s room and then order them to leave.”

Charlie smirked as he pushed the irritating redhead out of the room, the force he used enough to tell Cameron that he meant business. He watched as the boy, muttering under his breath about respect crossed the hall and entered the room he shared with Meeks. No doubt the little bug was going to tell the other redhead to keep his roommate in his own room, or something. Shaking his head, he closed the door and leaned against it, arms crossed, just staring at his friend, the smirk never leaving his face.

“You know what I want, Overstreet. Stop playing stupid.”

Knox just sighed and finally looked up at him.

“What is it with you and sex, Charlie?” he asked, his tone suggesting that he really was awed by how much Charlie was driven by his cock, rather than anything else.

Charlie snickered. Was he seriously asking him that? “I’m a guy, Knox. It’s what guys think about most of the time. What is it with you and that stupid girl?”

“Her name is Chris. And she’s not stupid. If anyone is stupid, it’s you.”

Charlie watched as his friend slid open the drawer of his night stand, placing the picture on top of the stacked items before closing the drawer slowly. He then sat up, placing his feet onto the floor.

“Well, let’s get this over with,” he said, standing up and facing Charlie, arms at his side, a defiant look in his eyes. Charlie frowned and crossed his arms.

“Get it over with, Overstreet,” he said, uncrossing his arms as he made his way to his friend. He chuckled softly. “You can’t tell me that you don’t enjoy these… study sessions. That is what you tell the others these are, right? Now, why not tell them the truth… unless you don’t want them to stop.”

Color flushed in Knox’s cheeks but he said nothing and so Charlie continued, raised his hand to Knox’s face, brushing his cheek in a surprisingly gentle fashion. Knox’s eyes rose to gaze into his, softening slightly.

“Could it be you are afraid… afraid you might fall out of love with your precious Chris, and fall in love with another guy? Fall in love with me? Is that why you cling to her so desperately?”

He pressed his lips to his friend’s gently, his fingers threading through Knox’s hair. It was annoyingly slow but Charlie was rewarded as Knox, for a moment, kissed back. It was short lived, however, as Knox placed his hands on Charlie’s chest, pushing him away.

“Stop, Charlie! Just stop! Weren’t you the one with your stupid phone call to God asking that girls be let in to Hellton?”

Charlie shrugged. “I’m bi, Knox. I’ve said this before. Maybe you just can’t comprehend what that means. Well, I’ll save you the trouble. It means that I like both guys and girls. And maybe if girls were in this school, I wouldn’t waste my time with you, but as that will never happen, a guy has to have relief somehow, don’t you agree?”

If Charlie thought this would calm his friend, it only made things worse. “You said we’d never kiss, damn it! So why did you just break your own rule? Rules are set for a reason, Charlie. You don’t just go breaking them at your every whim.”

Charlie sighed, but his grin never faded. “When they are my rules, I do. And besides, I was proving a point. You kissed back.”

Knox said nothing but began to pace back and forth. Charlie watched him. It was very entertaining to see Knox Overstreet like this, and very flattering to know that it was he who caused it. Finally, he cleared his throat.

“Have you ever thought that just maybe you’re into guys as well? You don’t return a kiss to someone you aren’t attracted to.”

He smirked as Knox stopped cold and stared down at his shoes. Stepping forward, Charlie lifted his chin and placed a soft peck on his lips, pulling away before the other male could push him away. He then winked as he walked backwards towards the door.

“You know where my room is when you want to talk, Overstreet,” he said. With one more grin at his obviously perplexed friend, Charlie left the room and headed for his own, kicking Cameron out the moment he got there.





09/07/07--11:36: Chapter 2: Charlie/Knox: Even Dead Poets Can Love (R-NC17) (chan 1675137)

Title: Even Dead Poets Can Love
Chapter: Two
Fandom: Dead Poets Society
Rating: R-NC17
Pairing: Charlie/Knox
Warnings: Slash!; School-boy love; Chan (characters are 17 yrs old)
Summary: DPS. Charlie and Knox have an agreement. So, when Charlie kisses Knox, breaking one of their rules, Knox gets mad. Charlie seems to think that Knox has feelings for him, and Knox is begining to wonder if he might be right. Slash. CharKnox.
Fanfiction.net link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3770481/2/Even_Dead_Poets_Can_Love
Author Notes: This is in fact my very first DPS fanfiction. Let me know what you think. Also, if you know people who like this pairing or DPS slashfic in general, please guide them to this fic. :3 Thanks.





Dedication: To my dearest friend, Emma. Wish you were mine, I dedicate this to you, who helped me realize I roleplay a mighty good Todd to your exquisite Neil. xxoo.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Dead Poet's Society. I am merely borrowing them to settle my over active imagination. Anything recognized within this story is the genius of writer Tom Shulman and director Peter Weir. I thank thee gentleman for making such a wonderful, wonderful movie. It is my favorite movie.

Warning: This fanfiction that you are about to read contains both material of a homosexual nature and of a mature nature, and also contains young adults of 17 years of age. If you are not of the age where you live or you do not like this sort of thing, please press the back button now. If not, continue on and please remember to review.
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Even Dead Poets Can Love
Chapter 2- </i>Knox</i>

Knox Overstreet sighed as he gazed out the window in class. He only half listened to Keating as his mind was elsewhere. Actually, his mind was on the boy sitting in the back of the class and what he had said the day before.

Could he possibly be bi? Was he truly attracted to the snarky boy that had designed himself Nuwanda?

He sighed again, his eyes on the trees in the distance. He could feel Charlie’s eyes on him, and he wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. A shiver passed over him.

“Are you cold, Mr. Overstreet? Is my lesson sending chills down your spine? Well, it should. It’s Poe. The king of chills and thrills. And if there is something troubling you, I will be happy to talk with you after class, if you so desire.”

Knox shook his head at Keating, and forced himself to pay attention.

“Perhaps you can tell us what is wrong with Mr. Overstreet, Mr. Dalton,” Keating continued and Knox couldn’t help but look behind him at Charlie who merely smirked.

“Maybe he’s having girl troubles, sir,” Charlie said, leaning back in his chair, to the collective laugh of the class. Knox merely rolled his eyes and looked ahead once more. Why did he always have to rag on Chris? Was he jealous or something?

Keating chuckled and continued with his lesson, mentioning that yes, even Edgar Alan Poe, had troubles with the ladies. As the bell rung and the students began to gather their things, he set them an assignment to write a poem, a scary or thrilling poem, worthy of Poe and all his madness.

Holding back, Knox watched as Charlie left the room with Neil and Todd, throwing him a look that Knox had a hard time deciphering. As the door closed, Keating made his way over and leaned against the desk across from his desk.

“What seems to be bothering you, Master Overstreet,” he asked. Knox bit his lip a moment before shrugging.

“It’s girl troubles,” he said, not sure he could say much else even to Keating. Keating seemed to notice he held back but merely smiled.

“Well, I can’t say I’m an expert in the relationship department, Mr. Overstreet. I can tell you this, however. Listen to your heart.” He tapped his own heart and then Knox’s. “Listen to it. You’ll know what to do. Maybe not right away, but before long, you’ll know.”

He stood up and put his hands in his pocket as Knox also stood, gathering his books and putting them in his book bag. He then slid the strap onto his shoulder and smiled at his teacher.

“Thanks.”

Keating merely nodded with a smile on his face. “Join your friends, Mr. Overstreet. You’ll be just fine.”

Knox nodded in return, smile widening, as he made his way across the room and out the door.

“So, girl troubles? I have a feeling that Mr. Keating knows, Overstreet.”

Knox cringed slightly as he turned to look at his friend who leaned easily against the wall across the hall. A smirk played on Charlie’s lips and Knox soon found his tie captured by the boy. He was then pulled close and kissed soundly, right there- in the hallway- for the entire world to see. Well, maybe not the world, but all of Welton. Luckily, all the students and staff were in their classes and so there was no one to see. Still, he couldn’t help but pull away.

“Charlie, this seriously has to stop!”

Charlie’s eyes widened before he merely smirked once more, tugging at the tie he still held. “Why? It’s obvious you like it, so stop pretending.”

Knox thought for a moment on those words. Did he like it? If his arousal, which was becoming more and more evident with every word Charlie said, was any conciliation, then the answer was most definitely a yes. He sighed. It was obvious that he had to let whatever was going to happen to happen. Then, just maybe, everything would become clear.

“Fine,” he said softly. He looked into Charlie’s eyes and smiled. He didn’t have to say anything else. Charlie would know what he meant.

And he did. He released the tie and smoothed it down before smirking.

“What do you say we ‘call in sick’? Let’s give the nurse a little visit.”

Knox made a gesture that said lead the way and followed his friend down the hall, the two of them heading to the nurse’s office. He couldn’t help but smile. Keating was right. He had listened to his heart, and he had known what to do. He just had to let everything happen, not hold back.

It seemed like a weight had been lifted from his heart. With a soft chuckle, he rushed to catch up with Charlie, draping an arm around his shoulder.

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Chapter Dedication:To Emma, again, and any other fangirl of the "tie fetish" kink. It truely does make slash so much better. Mmhm.



09/10/07--19:23: Wondering... (chan 1675137)

Anyone interested in A Separate Peace caps? I have some, so if you like I can post them.

Just to let you know, it might take a bit to upload them since I've never zipped or uploaded anything for anyone to download before. Once I learn (and if anyone wants some) I'll post them.

:)

Bye!

edit: If anyone wants the caps here I'll post them up in about 1-2 weeks. I'm a little busy these days. Sorry if I'm taking long! I've been having a few issues with the files! I'll try my best to get them up soon!


09/12/07--15:03: Chapter 3: Charlie/Knox: Even Dead Poets Can Love (R-NC17) (chan 1675137)

Title: Even Dead Poets Can Love
Chapter: Three
Fandom: Dead Poets Society
Rating: R-NC17
Pairing: Charlie/Knox; (Neil/Todd mentioned)
Warnings: Slash!; School-boy love; Chan (characters are 17 yrs old)
Summary: DPS. Charlie and Knox have an agreement. So, when Charlie kisses Knox, breaking one of their rules, Knox gets mad. Charlie seems to think that Knox has feelings for him, and Knox is begining to wonder if he might be right. Slash. CharKnox.

Fanfiction.net link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3770481/3/Even_Dead_Poets_Can_Love
Author Notes: This is in fact my very first DPS fanfiction. Let me know what you think. Also, if you know people who like this pairing or DPS slashfic in general, please guide them to this fic. :3 Thanks.



Dedication: To my dearest friend, Emma. Wish you were mine, I dedicate this to you, who helped me realize I roleplay a mighty good Todd to your exquisite Neil. xxoo.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Dead Poet's Society. I am merely borrowing them to settle my over active imagination. Anything recognized within this story is the genius of writer Tom Shulman and director Peter Weir. I thank thee gentleman for making such a wonderful, wonderful movie. It is my favorite movie.

Warning: This fanfiction that you are about to read contains both material of a homosexual nature and of a mature nature, and also contains young adults of 17 years of age. If you are not of the age where you live or you do not like this sort of thing, please press the back button now. If not, continue on and please remember to review.
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Even Dead Poets Can Love
Chapter 3- Charlie

Charlie couldn’t help but look over Knox once, twice, three times. He really couldn’t help it; his friend was very good looking. However, he couldn’t actually do anything. Knox had wanted to talk before anything else happened. After going to the nurse, which rewarded them with passes out of class for the duration of the rest of the day, they made their way to Charlie’s room per Charlie’s suggestion. He’d thought that, were either Meeks or Cameron to enter in on something happening, the former would be much more likely to keep it quiet.

Now, however, Knox was talking about the pros and cons of any sort of relationship between them. Charlie only half listened, his mind on many other things he’d rather be doing- stripping his friend of the tie that he was so innocently tugging at as he spoke, pacing back and forth. That and any other clothes that were so irritatingly in his way. Once, twice, several times Knox mentioned Chris, the girl that he was insanely over heels in love with that it had gotten to be pretty much pathetic. He moped after her and… just could not for the life of him move on. That’s all that Charlie wanted for his friend. For him to be happy, and for him to move on.

Seriously, it was time that Knox moved on.

Standing to his feet, he advanced on the other and caught the arm that was now flailing dramatically. He then leaned forward and kissed his friend soundly on the mouth, nibbling on Knox’s lower lip. Knox resisted at first, perhaps out of habit, but then- finally! -relaxed, returning the kiss, albeit a little shyly.

Knox was the one to pull away first, a little out of breath. His brown eyes were cloudy, and his signature goofy grin had presented itself on his face. Charlie could only smirk as he led the way to his bed. He sat, watching as Charlie mirrored his actions. They then looked at each other for a good minute before Charlie leaned in and kissed his friend hard upon the mouth. Knox returned the kiss, eyes closed.

“Lay down,” Charlie said when he pulled out of the kiss. Knox hesitated, but did as he was asked. Charlie only smiled as he maneuvered himself so that he now knelt over the other, pretty much trapping Knox under him. Knox, who now had a very nice blush but wasn’t saying very much, looked at him, waiting for whatever was going to happen next. Charlie then leaned down, holding himself off of Knox by his elbows as his hands slid into his friend’s brown locks. He then pressed his lips to Knox’s chin before kissing him softly. As aroused as he was becoming, he knew that he just couldn’t rush this. After what seemed like a millennium, at least to Charlie, Knox reciprocated the kiss and it quickly deepened. Charlie nibbled on Knox’s lower lip, slipping his tongue into his friend’s mouth when he sighed. Once again, Knox hesitated before he experimentally allowed his tongue to run along his friends. Charlie couldn’t help but moan softly.

Getting a little uncomfortable, he slowly let his body rest against the others, pulling away from the kiss. Catching his breath, he peppered his friend’s chin and neck with kisses, asking if he was too heavy. Knox only shook his head before he arched his neck, allowing Charlie more access. Their bodies flush, he knew that Knox could feel the very obvious hard-on that rested against his thigh. He was also surprised to feel an equally stiff arousal pressing against his leg. Jesus Christ, it was about time. He nicked at the skin just under Knox’s ear as his hand diligently worked at the tie-knot. He was surprised when he felt his own tie slide off his neck. Perhaps he’d underestimated his romantic friend. With a gasp of relief, the tie came undone and he quickly pulled it out of the way, letting it slide to the floor with his own. He then moved himself once more so that he straddled Knox, giving him better access to the buttons on the other’s shirt. It also meant he had to remove himself from the male’s lips, so he quickly undid them, pulling the hem out of his pants and pushing the shirt open to expose Knox’s bare chest. He gazed at it openly before leaning in to kiss his friend again, letting his fingers brush over his skin. When his fingers found one of his nipples, a sharp gasp escaped Knox. Charlie repeated the action on the neglected bud, smirking against his friend’s mouth as a soft moan left him. He then stopped his ministrations and returned to kissing Knox full on, the other returning the kiss quite hungrily. He lost track of the time, and when he finally pulled away once more, he swore as his eyes glanced at the clock that sat upon Knox’s night stand. Kissing Knox once more, he moved off of the boy and the bed, picking up his tie and fixing it loosely around his neck.

“You’d better fix yourself up, Overstreet,” he said as he took a seat at his desk. His eyes raked over the work he’d done on his friend. Knox’s shirt was completely open and he could see his softly toned chest raising and lowering as he worked to catch his breath. His eyes then took in Knox’s flushed face, the red mark on the side of his neck, and mussed hair, and he couldn’t help but snicker.

Knox looked up at the clock and swore as he got off the bed, buttoning his shirt and stuffing it back into his pants. He’d just finished tying his tie and smoothing his shirt when the door opened and Meeks entered, blinking in surprise at the visitor before smiling.

“Hey, guys. We didn’t know what’d happened to you,” he said, the eyes behind his glasses moving from Knox to Charlie and back. Charlie bit back a laugh that very much wanted to come out. He risked a glance at Knox and saw him battling hard not to somehow give away what’d been going on. When his eyes returned to Meeks, he was surprised to see that the redhead’s eyes were looking back at him. Finally, Meeks smiled. “It’s almost time for dinner. And then everyone’s going to be in Pitts’s room.”

He left, the door shutting with a click. Charlie snickered hard as his eyes turned to Knox, who just glared and muttered something he couldn’t hear. He then left the room and Charlie, leaning back in his chair, just smirked before following after. Things were definitely getting interesting.

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Extra Notage: Just would like you all to know that I had to work very hard to restrain myself from making them go at it like a bunch of rabbits. Very hard to not write a sex scene with two such very, very loverly guys... and yes, this is a tease. *snerk* Much love to Lizzie, Poe, and Emma. <3




09/28/07--03:20: Article 3 (chan 1675137)

First of all, I would like to apologize for being so late in posting the caps! I finally got the links from the file host, so they're ready now. However, there were so many caps, I divided it all in 23 22 parts--all under 150MB each. I'm just horrible at this sort of thing. :) Anyways, the caps are up and I also added a few A Separate Peace icons if you're interested.



HERE for the Caps @ harmonixic_exit 
Thanks for being so patient! Be sure to read the rules! (moved to wickedlights!)

x-posted @ winter_carnival 


08/31/09--11:36: GIF requests! (chan 1675137)

I've been working on making a few GIFs from Dead Poets Society and the movie for A Separate Peace lately. It's hard trying to find the time between work and classes to crank any out, but I'm trying! I figured this community would appreciate it.

If anyone wants a GIF from a specific scene from either movie, let me know here and I'll get on it ASAP (since I'm still in the process of converting some of the files and cutting them up, it won't be any extra work on my part).

I made this one this morning testing the files and it appears to be working fine :D





The black at the top and bottom will not be on the finished GIFs (and yeah I'll redo this one).

And I'll probably repeat this later, but:

→ Credit on your LJ or whatever is not necessary, but please don't claim them as your own. It takes a lot of moving back and forth between programs before they finally work, and as my touchpad mouse decided to half-break on me after a marathon Photoshop session over the weekend, it's even harder.
→ Please comment if you take some.
→ Your personal request will be public, so everyone else can use it, too.

That's all. I'm not a total stiff :B

Oh, one more thing. I've been working on a fanmix for A Separate Peace for a few weeks. I'm probably going to post it soon.


10/21/09--07:02: Archive (chan 1675137)

Hey, please delete this post if it's not allowed, but I thought the information would be of interest to the people in this community.
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ANNOUNCING: a brand new Dead Poets Society fanfiction archive: Dead Poet Walking.

An interesting condition has been brought to my attention: DPS fanfiction, while it is still being produced, is not centralized. It therefore makes it hard for readers, especially new readers, to find stories, and for writers to find an audience.

So, the goal is to get as much DPS fanfiction in one spot as possible. If you have a fic, please check us out and post it. We are in need of authors!

-Khepri


12/02/09--09:52: A Separate Peace fanmix (chan 1675137)

I know this community is pretty dead, but I'll post this here anyway. The fanmix I've been working on for months is finally up.


Subject: All characters
Title: Try Not To Save Us
Warnings: If you haven't read the book there are, of course, spoilers.
Notes: Nothing in particular, although this is my first completed fanmix. I guess that's good to know. Any other information can be found at the link. Please read ♥



Try Not To Save Us