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i feel something (when i see you now) by ghcsthouse for centuryofverse
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
07 Dec 2022
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He vaguely remembers being dragged out of the graveyard by his sleeves, winter chill biting at what little skin on his face was exposed under his heavy scarf. He remembers tears, blood, and his brother's panicked whispers — It’s okay, it’s okay, Todd. I’m right here, you’ll be okay.
He remembers waking up in his parent's bed twenty-eight hours later with six broken fingers and a cut on his forehead.
So, on the advice of Jeffery and his family physician, he hadn’t been back since. But today, of all days, there’s something in the air that pulls at him from every direction. It lodges a hook deep in his lungs and drags him away from Welton, into town, and into the cemetery.
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18 Aug 2026
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Somehow a lot of people start voicing their assumptions of Wilson and House being in a relationship around the same time. Wilson is confused and flustered and somehow finally figures out his feelings. House enjoys being along for the ride and teases the other as much as he can.
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5 times Wilson yells "We're not gay!" and one time he doesn't.
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17 Aug 2026
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All in all, Charlie himself seemed to be the least surprised out of all of them when he heard about what happened.
“Todd Anderson, criminal mastermind,” he would say, grinning like a madman, for years to come. “Beat me to it!”
Todd was not at the wrong place at the wrong time, nor was he drunk, nor did he commit a felony, though he was, indeed, not yet thirty. He was twenty-seven, and he punched a cop in the face.
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- Part 2 of tell me we'll never get used to it
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16 Aug 2026
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No one would be what Neil Perry was to Todd Anderson, and what Todd Anderson was to Neil Perry.
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16 Aug 2026
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there will be time, there will be time. by Prox (Amber)
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
29 Jul 2009
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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. | Words are immortal and life is fleeting, that's what Keating teaches them.
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16 Aug 2026