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Dead Poets Society (1989)

Horror | Thriller | Mystery

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can you change the ending?

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i think steven meeks is the real slim shady. okay lets look at this logically

1: i can be ur angle, or ur devil 😈

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Saw these comments on a tiktok of two gay guys so I made it into charlie

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🎶✨️when you get this, put 5 songs you actually listen to, then publish. Send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers🎶✨️

@fizzy-watches-dps @latin-8-o-clock-my-room thank u both for the ask ilyyy ♡♡♡

through me (the flood) - hozier

willow tree march - the paper kites

cold, cold, cold - the family crest

she said - sundara karma

hero - family of the year

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pumpkin pumpkin a truckload of pumpkins

Okay I adore you oh my gosh you're so sweet!!

To me you are rose and baby bell wrapper lol.

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Okay I made this ages ago but it's just one of my favourites I've ever made and I just wanna show yas here ty

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I've always kind of wondered but I've been a little shy to ask do you just like broccoli a lot? Like how did you come up with your user?

this made me laugh bc that's basically what happened. i really like the idea of using random inanimate objects as names (like socks or beans or stick) and i also happen to really like broccoli so that's what i chose!

tysm for sending the ask (i am also shy so i appreciate it all the more) ♡

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Charlie and Meeks headcannons.

They go on constellation dates where they stay up really late on the roof and Meeks teaches Charlie everything he knows about comets and stars.

Charlie is a really good dancer and he makes Meeks join his ridiculous dance sessions to take his mind off school work.

Meeks drinks plain black coffee and Charlie drink cherry coke.

They have a fluffy white cat named Bennet. Todd nicknamed him shithead because he hates him so much.

They're both morning people. Charlie is to restless to sleep and Meeks is hardwired to a schedule.

Meeks is very put together and well kept until he finds something new to learn about so Charlie has to pull him away from his books to convince him to shower.

When Charlie wants revenge for something he'll just move Meeks glasses while he's asleep and Meeks always loses a goofy argument because he's blind.

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charlie and meeks have a shared online account, one is risking to be banned, and the other one apologises for what he said.

(the roles can be switched)

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when hozier said "if im a pagan of the good times, my lover's the sunlight" and when hozier said "no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her" and when hozier said "i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door" and when hozier said "heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i" and when hozier said-

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todd: how are you doing? charlie: im fine. got us tickets to the subruh todd: what's subruh? charlie: nothing much, what's up with you?

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what can i call u? im gonna call u… brock

im so sorry u had to change your pfp because some guy decided to be fucking transphobic. im always here for a nice vent/gush/ramble/shoulder to cry on

brock is cool i like brock

also, pls don't apologize! changing my pfp is nothing. i'm actually more sorry that i had to post about something like that. there's already so much negativity everywhere else, i would rather everyone only encounter kind words at least on my blog.

tysm for the ask i really appreciate it ♡

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TW: transphobia, homophobia

from this post

from this site

from this post

i am well aware that stick is a fictional character and the silly little guy did nothing wrong. in fact, i have never once mentioned his actor on my blog bc i don't usually keep up with the cast outside of dps but i happened to come across these posts and i simply cannot stomach having the face of a transphobe/homophobe as my icon. i will never care more for a fictional character than i do for real actual queer people. happy fucking last day of pride my beloveds i'm so sorry you have to experience this.

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Anderperry sketch I did this morning in class

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it was a cloudless night. the moon hung high, cold light filtering through the window and casting angled shadows across the room. it made todd's limbs look unnaturally long as he walked the short distance to the opposite bed.

the mattress dipped down as he sat causing neil to open his eyes.

"what's wrong?" he asked, worried.

"i should be asking you," todd replied with a yawn, gesturing behind him. "i could hear you toss and turn all the way over there."

"did i wake you? sorry. i couldn't sleep"

"nervous for tomorrow?"

"a little," neil smiled. "rather than nerves it's more… excitement."

goosebumps formed along todd's arms from the cold.

neil noticed, adjusting his position before lifting the edge of the blanket. "here."

todd slipped inside, naturally gravitating towards the warm spot left by neil's body heat. his entire demeanor relaxed, sinking into the soft sheets, surrounded by a comforting scent, faint but familiar—neil's.

"want me to run lines with you?"

"you look like you're about to fall asleep any second."

"with how much i read the script, i can even recite it with my eyes closed."

a quiet laugh. todd felt—more than heard—it from where his and neil's shoulders were touching, separated only by the fabric of their clothes.

"is that so?"

"is that a challenge?"

"no, but go ahead." neil softly nudged todd with his shoulder.

todd started reciting the first verse that came to mind. it was oberon's.

i pray thee, give it me.

his hands wandered as he recalled each line, unable to stay still.

i know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

at first, fiddling with the edge of his shirt, just for something to do.

where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,

then it moved, to the left. like root to water, like moth to flame, towards neil.

quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,

until their pinkies touched, followed by the rest of their fingers, palm resting against the other's.

with sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:

neil's hand felt slightly cold. todd held it tighter to keep him warm.

there sleeps titania sometime of the night,

there was a rustle, as neil turned to look at todd.

Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;

and another, as todd looked back.

And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,

he saw neil smiling, so gently, so fondly, that he almost forgot what he was going to say next.

weed wide… enough to wrap a fairy in:

neil laughed, dimples showing and todd's mind went completely blank except for one thought.

if he kissed it, would it sink even deeper?

and so he did, lightly, a swift brush of lips against skin.

neil froze mid-laugh, caught by surprise. todd watched as neil's wide-eyed expression faded from his face, as he slowly processed what happened, as his adam's apple unconsciously bobbed up and down his throat.

silence.

"what's next?" neil's voice was quiet, barely above a whisper.

todd's eyes flitted towards neil's lips.

neil caught it. fighting back a smile he asked, "the next line. what is it?"

"...i forgot. "

"you said you could recite it with your eyes closed."

todd stared at neil—eyes bright under the moonlight, back was the playful glint that had been absent the past few days. and so todd played along, he recalled the entire verse in his head until he reached the line where he previously stopped. then, he continued. and as he spoke, each line soft and breathy, he inched closer and closer to neil. until all that's left between them were warm exhales caressing each other's cheeks.

at the end of it all, he smiled, and asked quietly.

"can you kiss me now?"

neil's lips parted as he sucked in a breath. a beat, before puck's lines flowed from his tongue effortlessly, like second nature. only, it now carried a different meaning.

every word purposeful, he replied.

"fear not, my lord, your servant shall do so."