Death Poets Society / Bts, Spring Day

"I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvellous to us."

- The Picture of Dorian Gray

Wishing Stars

being in love as an academic

gentle kisses before lectures as they walk you to the hall

slow dancing to mozart, vibing to hozier, & dancing wildly to mother mother

sitting in their lap as you both finish work

zoom calls instead of studying

handwritten letters snuck under dorm doors & pressed flowers hidden in books

imagining their soft smiles as you power through a dull lecture

comparing annotations in literature & workings in mathematics

gently holding them when it gets too much, pressing a kiss to their temple & reminding them of the joy you’ll have after graduation

nicknames after niche & unknown scientists, mathematicians & authors

Victoria Aveyard writing War Storm:

A path down

To walk down a path with your love interest as you recite poetry with the trees

Mare: So are you the big spoon or a little spoon?

Evangeline: I’m a knife. Deadly, unpredictable, a danger to both you and your red rat friends-

Elane, from across the room: SHES A LITTLE

Evangeline: BABE

on a spiritual level I am wildly and irresponsibly brandishing a knife as I gesture

the absolute fucking height of comedy is scientists and scholars getting into fights over incredibly niche subjects. the idea of nerds in labcoats and suits getting close to blows over something that only like 20 people care about is so funny. 

Patroclus: hey, can you do me a favour?

Achilles: I would literally die for you but go on

i hate finishing books after getting so emotionally invested in characters because they feel like real people and like they’re my friends but then the series ends and suddenly they’re gone and it’s like the worst goodbye