𝐎𝐇 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍, 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 ⤷ DEAD POETS SOCIETY. ₊˚₊˚ in which the lovely ladies of henley hall are forced to move to welton academy, finding love, friendship and a new view on the world they never knew existed.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐞, 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞." The year 1959 was when Natalia Burkett attends at Henley Hall, she ends up meeting Knox Overstreet and eventually the others. Things get very complicated, feelings are all over the place and life gets hectic but one thing that will remain the same is the Dead Poets Society.

"euphoria, it's the feeling of intense excitement and happiness.." said the girl. "okay, and?" the boy questioned. "it's the feeling i get when i'm around you, stupid!!!" she exclaimed with a groan. ______ {charlie dalton x female oc} R A N K S ----- most impressive: #1 in #charliedalton as of 7/24 #1 in #waltwhitman as of 7/23 #1 in #ethanhawke as of 7/23 #2 in #deadpoetssociety as of 7/23 #1 in #robinwilliams as of 7/23 #2 in #welton as of 7/23 #6 in #stevenmeeks as of 7/23 #6 in #dps as of 7/23 #16 in #poets as of 7/23

❛ 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔. ❜ ❪ charlie dalton x fem oc ❫ ❪ dead poets society ❫ ❪ © deadpvets 2020 ❫

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The year is 1959, and for its very first time, Welton Academy Boarding School is now accepting female students. Violet Ross is not only one of those girls, but the only girl in the graduating class. She feels as though she must face her fears entirely alone, until she comes across a quirky group of boys. Also known as The Dead Poets. Violet soon finds herself becoming rather close with one in particular... "I'm not entirely sure I even knew what constituted 'love,' until I had met him. Now the mere thought of him made me ache to be with him, to look at him, to touch him. I couldn't quite put my feelings into words. Even as I try, few seem to suffice. An entire sea of ink could not adequately describe my feelings towards him. It was almost as if all the stars in the sky were condensed into a single, twinkling one. The only words I felt could convey some of what I felt for him, easily fell from my lips. ' I love you, too.'"

it's everything the welton boys had prayed for. girls were attending welton. henley hall's finest students were attending as a result of their excellent grades and slight flair for rebellion (edited and changed 12/31/21-1/1/22, so some comments may not make sense anymore) #1 in deadpoetssociety 5/10/20 new cover 08/11/23

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 ✶ Let the night be too dark for me to see into the future. Let what will be, be. COMPLETED NOV. 2021 stand alone fic charlie dalton x fem!oc peachpick © 2025