I Lied. Put Your Clothes Back On. We Are Gonna Watch Dead Poets Society And I’m Gonna Explain To You

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak

REBLOG if you have amazing, talented WRITER friends.

Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work.

me (staring out the window forlornly at the rain): everything makes me think of him…

my friend: who?

me (wiping a tear away): regulus black…

The moment Tigris tells Snow he looks like his father, my heart broke.

That's her Prim.

That's the child she took care of while being a child herself, stuck with an adult who couldn't care for them all that well. She tried so hard and sacrificed so much for the boy that despite all her love still turns into a monster.

Katniss's Prim dies, but Tigris' Prim destroys every part of the boy she raised, to the point she wants him dead and has nothing in her heart for him except absolute loathing.

guys is this neil and todd

in the clurb, we all HATE desk sets‼️‼️

Ah, yes. My favorite Reality tv show! Dead Poets Society!

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blue !

this scene but it’s reality tv

right wtf 🧍