#dead poet

[sunflorall]

Oh to be loved in a way you understand

[bobbieyay]

A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Use morose instead of very sad.

So, avoid using the word 'very' cause it's lazy.

—DPS

[starrynightsxo]

PICK MY BOOK GUYS!

[tthe-cat-sat-on-the-mat]

If you are ever down or need help, cats and dogs help alot. Give your pet a hug and they will tell you everything is okay!

If you put your cat in a silly outfit then your mood should be brightened.

It seems that cats love me more than humans do!

[tohakumaru]

Hello!

you can now find the full illustrations + text only versions of all Impossible Nomad chapters on my project page

https://tohakumaru.carbonmade.com/projects/7264503

preview (phone, i think better on desktop)

thank you to everyone who has voted in polls and taken interest in this so far! it means the world to me :)

[pookielious]

Hi : )

I'm making a dps fic that takes place in the years Keating would've been attending Welton but from the perspective of Neil's mother who was going to Henley hall at the time

It's basically the maraudersifcation of dead poet society, that's what I've been calling it😭

It'll have alot of the parents like charlies and the other poets parents, both the fathers who would've been going to welton but it won't be focused on them but the original dead poets will be making appearances, also the others who would've been going to ridgeway (basically just Tom perry) will also be present and so much other things I'm so excited to write about

I think it'll just be fun, I've seen the idea on tiktok (unfortunately i cant find the video anymore ☹️ )and from one of my moots on dpstwt so this is just my addition🤲

I might post updates on here, it'll take time because I want it to be the best I can and because I have a bunch of other ideas I need to do + I go to in person school now so im busy with that😞😞

It'll be a long fic though I'm not sure exactly how long but definitely more then 10 chapters

[quadruple-whammy]

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And oh God why did you make me this way?

Daughter of Eve, child of strife

Son of Adam, heir to suffering

He did not make me this way. I made myself this way

I turned away. It is my fault for my forefather’s behavior

I cursed You through my ancestors’ mouths

When You called, I hid in their bodies

The cycle repeats. So I ask again

Oh God why did you let me grow this way?

[deadpoetsparacosm]

there isn't any tenderness, it's fake: like god

there's just teeth and a wound

i told my mother if their wish to make me pursue medical succeeds, i'll never write ever again

and she laughed and congratulated me, told me to never write ever again: teeth

she knows how much i love to write: a wound

now i write, like it's cheap; vulgar; pathetic; and ugly: like being queer in the 80s

i hide it, i create a blog to place it to a world which doesn't want to feast on it

the world: a wolf

as a young woman, i let it tear me asunder in exchange for little love: sacrificial lamb like your mother

i weep for hours and hours and suddenly it starts to rain

no sun tomorrow, my soul starts to rot

it smells, it smells. it smells, mother.

so i write this, act of vandalism: prison is this house i was raised in

yearn to see the sky, feel the rain pouring on my eyes: captivation

not a moment i feel less paranoid, why did you terrorize me this way, mother? father?

i do not know what to say to you,

nor that you will ever listen: maybe it's my submission

11:11. Make a wish. Sham: like god

—dead poet, rooted but flowing

[glorious-destruction]

I was waiting for her to return my touch, and I felt at that moment, felt with all my heart, that I could wait the whole life of the world for such a thing, until the earth and the sky met and locked and the distance between them closed forever.

Kevin Brockmeier, The Ceiling

[hydetheghost]

" I slowly start falling to dust. " - - - hmhmhm going through the pages of your math book isn't only scary, it is also a nightmare. So many examples, so many questions. Each of them unsolved, waiting to be calculated. arghh get out of my head! get out of my life! begone already! the never-ending math drama is starting all over again and the only way out of it is with distraction like art and music. ah yes. - and then? ...?

... ... ??

[firesidefirebow]

Actually, i made this Tumblr account because i knew i would left

So after i die people could come here and know what was going on inside my head.

now i feel like i'm immortalized in these little posts

[sunflorall]

In my religion, there's a concept called "DUA" which translates to "prayer" in English. It is said that at specific events or points in time, there are more chances of your Dua to get accepted so naturally, it is empathised to make Dua in those moments. For example, during ramadan, the night of decree, during the last third of night, Friday prayer, etc and all those times are called "Qubuliat ki ghari" or "the hour of acceptance" and in all those moments when people ask for the greatest desire in their heart, I prayed for you. Selfishly. Passionately. Greedily. And wholeheartedly.

-Sanawar Fatima Saeed

[esmeraywrites]

Just a draft, m writing what comes to my mind

how could you ever ask me to love nd live my life

did you not know or did i never say that you were my only reason

through death and chaos and destruction and strife

you were my light, my sunshine, my beloved light beacon

i stared at the moon, nights too long

wishing i had you like you promised all along

but my darling, worry not, for to noone else i shall ever belong.

[starrynightsxo]

DEAD POETS SOCIETY BOOK REVIEW

5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

This is such a deep and moving book. The story isn't crazy or massively adventurous and yet I feel like I was joining these characters on such a tumultous journey. The ending was unexpected (for me) but beautifully done. I cried. It's so thought-provoking.

SPOILERS AHEAD

Neil, you poor thing, I love you.

Todd, the character development we see is everything to me.

Charlie Dalton, my beloved, you were the adventurer we all can never be.

Knox Overstreet, I hate you.

Cameron, you could've done better.

Meeks, you were exactly true to your name... meek.

[tthe-cat-sat-on-the-mat]

Hello, I’m Mr Hopkins, a student at Welton.

Admin- @stevenmeeksfreeamericaradio they/she

Keep in mind this character has barely any screentime so I will have to make up most of his character, no NSFW!

Feel free to send asks.

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Neil Perry @first-unmanned-flying-desk-set

Charlie dalton @phonecall-fromgod

Steven Meeks @radiofree-america

Knox overstreet @knoxious-overstreet

Gerard pitts @pittsie-boy

Richard Cameron @therealrichardcameron

Ginny Danbury @ginnylovestheatre

Stick @head-of-the-dinner-table

Lady Keatings @lady-keating

John Keatings @ask-captain-keating

Chris @miss-chris-noel