Let Me Talk To You About Dead Poets Society And What It Means To Me And Why Neil Perry Is Very Important

let me talk to you about dead poets society and what it means to me and why Neil Perry is very important and why he's in love with his roommate and I'll love you forever

Chapter 3 is up now!

And warning, this chapter may be hard to read, but trust me, the next one is worse

Mr. Keating: Boys, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Meeks: *raises hand*  Mr. Keating: Yes, Meeks? Meeks: Sir, what if we don’t have a voice? What if we’re just ordinary and boring and have nothing to say? Mr. Keating: *looks at Meeks with pity*  Mr. Keating: Well, then you can always become an accountant.

was looking through my drafts and saw the beginning of a fic where the idea was essentially that there was a man in the mirror in todd's childhood bedroom

and todd used to be scared when he came out, knowing that he couldn't tell anyone, he'd outgrown monsters in the dark, after all. his parents no longer fondly laughed and his brother no longer welcomed him in his own room

it was really just todd these days

and the man in the mirror

eventually todd could not avoid him, weeks after huddling under his blanket in fear and getting scolded for throwing his bed sheet over the mirror

so he braved himself up and approached him

see the thing was, the man in the mirror did not seem to see him

he only came by now and then, in the mirror, frequently enough or stood to be wary, not frequent enough for anyone else to notice

but the man in the mirror was kind, todd knew it

he knew it from his warm brown eyes that crinkled when he laughed at something todd could not see

so it went on like this, todd and the man in the mirror -- the portal really to another person's life

when the man appeared, todd would talk to him, he'd read him his books and his own poetry, tell him about his day, and the man, in his brief visits never interrupted him -- todd knew it was because he couldn't hear him, but it was still nice

one day, while cleaning, his mirror broke and todd was inconsolable to the point even jeff started to notice him (tho he gave him a long drawn out lecture about how to deal with leaving ur childhood behind)

but in todd's life he has no real room outside the man in the mirror to feel anything so he compartmentalizes and tries to move on

he's almost sure that the man in the mirror is a figment of his imagination, a product of loneliness until he's shipped off to welton

and his roommate comes to him and smiles and introduces himself and -- and it's a little off, he doesn't have the laugh lines the man had, nor the broadness of the man's shoulder, but if todd squints and imagines this person in front of him as an adult, he can kind of see...

uhm my pinterest did a thing

Neil's dad be like: