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One like nitpick thing that drives me crazy is when people call Blue Whales the largest whales or the largest living mammals or some shit like that

Because yes that is true. But when you frame it like that you are completely disregarding the absolutely batshit reality that Blue Whales are the largest animals that have ever existed on earth through the entire history of the planet and they are alive right now today

recreational-word-sayer

Headcanon that Cameron has a kid who's just like Neil, like exactly like him. And it haunts him. Because he realizes that Todd was right. It was his father who did it.

stranger-chichka

— Cast of Dead Poets Society.

waitupimalittleslower

Neil “I don’t wanna die” Perry and Todd “sometimes I wish I’d never been born at all” Anderson

diemlizzie

wonder what it’s like being just some guy not in the dead poets society at welton. like these guys always think they’re sneaking around well but they’re not and they obviously have some elite club. and then the shy blonde kid busts out a winner of a poem mid class and you didn’t even know he could speak. and then you see the golden boy turn into a homosexual in front of your very eyes. fast forward the golden boy commits and it’s sad but for some reason your favorite teacher gets fired. why ? did he kill that boy ?

and to top it all off you gotta stand on a desk as your teacher leaves and probably get two months of detention for it

aemelia

Merlin— Merlin! Are you watching? Did you see me? Did you? // Training grounds // @merlinbingo

hannahbluish

I was so sad to hear about Anthony Heads passing, he played roles that meant so much to us queer, softhearted little nerds. Hearing about his support of the trans community has been so warming to read about. We will always remember your pink DS on the set of Merlin, Rest in peace sir 💔

popcultdiet

Merlin: professional rage baiter.

pusong-mangga

edit: apparently op is on tumblr! send them some love!

yviisxo

rest in peace to this diva

skrunksthatwunk

see 0 note flop posts aren't that bad when they're personal but 0 note fandom posts feel literally so bad. like if you don't wanna play toys with me anymore just say that. i'll pack up my super cool awesome things and go and i'll sit on the other side of the playground by myself and i won't even look at you. fuck

everyfandompossible

When Mr. Keating dies none of the boys will know

space-fostulator

Who gave u the right to do this and can they please have their right-giving revoked

cherryhatter-deactivated2015072

KICK THE CAN!

Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.

To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.

visibun

the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now

drtanner

And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!

verothewise

thegreatmelodrama

A small detail in Dead Poets Society that always stays within my brain is how when Neil goes up to his room, the camera pans to his bed that has his pajamas, a robe, and toiletries have all been laid out for him (presumably by his mom). Neil briefly touches his pajama shirt in a way that has always stuck with me. Because, here, in this moment, Neil is reminded once again that his future has already been laid out for him, that he can’t even choose his own pajamas to wear much less choose what he will do with his life. It’s only further confirmation to him of what he thinks he must do; that the only way to live life on his own terms is by ending it.

Furthermore, this scene contains parallels to that which depicts the night of the first dead poets meeting. In the latter, Neil enters his room to find the Five Centuries of Verse book left by Keating. This is followed by the poets all sneaking out into the night with the same score being used in both this scene and the scene of Neil preparing for his final act. Keating’s book represents freedom and hope and passion, a stark contrast to the pajama laid out for Neil in the later scene. However, one could argue that the crown of thorns, which Neil gravitates to after looking at his folded pajamas, represents a similar, yet different sort of freedom. When Neil places the crown on his head and takes his final bow, he effectively commits himself to the decision to find freedom in the dreams of the eternal sleep that is death.

What appears as a small detail, really holds so much more depth when looked at in a different way.