“there Is Still So Much Of You That You Haven’t Discovered Yet.”

Dead Poets Society 📖☕️

just uploaded chapter seven of my poly dead poets fic called ‘what we stay alive for’ so if you havent checked it out yet you totally should :) 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34020262/chapters/84617554

living the dream 

wolfstarbucks

is it too much to ask to be laying on the grass reading together before growing tired and crawling into each others arms to drift off to sleep as the sun warms our backs?

and if i became everything that i feared i would be, what then?

dead poets society (1989) dir. peter weir

new anderperry wallpaper i made for my phone

Me : *does literally anything*

My brain : you are-

Neil: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Todd: Wow. They sound stupid.

Neil: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

Todd: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Neil: I guess you’re right. Hey Todd, I love you.

Todd: See! Just say that!

Neil: Holy fucking shit.

Todd: If that flies over their head then, sorry Neil, but they're too dumb for you.

Neil: Todd.

gold rush by taylor swift was literally written for todd anderson i will not be taking criticism about this