゜✩・.・✯・゜𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐆𝐂 ❝ i want to love a boy the way i love the ocean wish i was not afraid of all i have that's broken i know i must behave to contain all my emotion ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ when 7 teenage boys make a group chat to survive yet another year at welton academy, chaos will ensue. a dead poets society au taking place in 2020 (if covid didn't exist). this fanfic is very much gay, so if you're homophobic like neil's and cameron's parents, please educate yourself and yeet yourself outta here. we don't want you. beware of clear *gen-z vibes* + fandom references that I am either very familiar with or are obviously inaccurate (poetry). this 온라인카지노게임 is inspired by " doriians" on ao3, so you should check that out! please comment on a specific chapter if you happen to read this one and the one by doriians and notice that i accidentally stole an idea. also, i love receiving comments! they make my day and i tend to update it more often if you let me know you like them! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❝ like a hidden cave i am always open i hold the space you made i'm empty but still hoping i have a feeling a terrible fear encroaching ❞ {DEAD POETS SOCIETY} © focusonthefuture (tara) - 2021 -discontinued- ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

゜✩・.・✯・゜ 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❝ tell me that i'm wrong but i do what i please way too many people in the addison lee now I'm at the age when I know what I need, oh, whoa ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ciara murphy is what you would call a responsible adult. it was only when she received the grade for her final semester project that her accountability went down the drain. desperate to get their friend out of a slump and out of their miniature new york apartment, caroline's friends drag her out to the most exclusive club: 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗲. would it really be an exclusive club if rich daddy's-money private college students weren't hogging the bar? no. meet charlie dalton. again. a forced finance major who hits the addison lee every friday, trying to find either a guy or girl who peaks his interest. when ciara murphy makes her way to his "usual seat" at the bar, he's not only intrigued, but frankly desperate to have a dance with someone who can keep up with his alcohol content. so the midnight meetups extend all through summer. until one night they both wake up with matching sheets and a nasty hangover. the only thing that can fix this mess is an iced coffee at the 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗳𝗲: where one orders the cup and the other one makes it. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❝ you and me and all our friends i don't care how much we spend baby, this is what the night is for i know nothing's making sense for tonight let's just pretend i don't wanna stop so give me more ❞ {DEAD POETS SOCIETY} © focusonthefuture (tara) - 2021 ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...