#deeks

hello three other starlie fans, how are you?

this is a redraw, the original is by re_adamator on twitter

Neil:

Todd:

Charlie:

Meeks:

Knox:

Pitts:

Cameron:

Bonus Keating:

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Talk Radio - You can't sleep without the radio on.

Waiting - Marty waits up for you.

It’s 6am and Marty’s watching you sleep. He’s been doing that a lot since the accident. Instead of getting up and going surfing, he spends the hours after the sunrise curled up around you, holding you close because he’s terrified of losing you all over again.

It’s in these hours that the memories flood back. The flashing lights and the knock at the door. The sound of your sergeant’s voice as he tells him you’ve been in a road collision, that they’ve airlifted you to a Level 1 Trauma Centre because of your injuries.

It had taken you three days to wake up and Marty had never been as relieved as he was in that moment when you opened your eyes and grumbled at him about the wires that were attached to you.

Now you’re back home with him, in the bed you share together, still on this earth, still recovering.

You sigh as you turn over to face him, mumbling in your sleep. You do this sometimes, talk in your sleep, usually it’s inane shit like telling Monty the dog he’s a good boy or that he needs a bath. The second one usually sends the dog skittering from the end of the bed, where he sleeps by your feet. He’s been protective since you’ve returned home, hovering by your side as you go about your day today, barking at anyone he doesn’t recognise. He seems to sense that something happened to you, that you’re more fragile than you used to be.

You burrow even closer against his form and Marty takes this as a sign you’re feeling vulnerable. He gathers you up into his arms, drawing you into the shelter of his body and you start to settle again. This happens sometimes too, you have nightmares bad dreams. He’s always there to reassure you, to sooth you because Marty, he has them too. Ones where you don’t come back from the hospital, ones where he doesn’t make it there in time.

He closes his eyes and listens to the sound of your breathing, he feels the rise and fall of your chest and he thanks God, Buddha and all the other deities that you survived, that you made it back home to him.

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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Dead Poets Society (1989) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Richard Cameron/Charlie Dalton, Todd Anderson/Neil Perry, Charlie Dalton/Steven Meeks, Steven Meeks/Gerard Pitts Characters: Richard Cameron, Charlie Dalton, Charlie Dalton's Parents, Steven Meeks, Todd Anderson, Neil Perry (Dead Poets Society), Gerard Pitts Additional Tags: Angst, Heartbreak, Hurt No Comfort, Hurt, Emotional Hurt, Post-Break Up, Song: All Too Well (Taylor Swift), Inspired by Taylor Swift, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Implied/Referenced Suicide Series: Part 3 of Chameron Summary:

You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath...

When the Welton students are getting settled in Keating’s class for the first time, you can hear Charlie shouting “Meeks! Sit next to me!” which is hilarious considering Meeks evidently ignores him and sits in the front of the class

(Respectfully, Charlie, his eyesight is terrible, he can’t be in the back of the class, dummy <3)

Also during the part where they tear the pages from their textbook, you can also hear Charlie in the back encouraging Meeks to rip the pages :)