Carpediem Stories

❝ Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. ❞ ~ E.E. Cummings. A Dead Poets Society Story. At Welton Academy, rules are scripture, tradition is sacred, and silence is survival. For Frances "Frankie" Whitmore - the first girl quietly enrolled under a forgotten clause - it's a place she was never meant to be. Sharp-tongued and sharper-witted, she walks the halls like a secret waiting to be kept, until a boy with ink-stained fingers and too-loud laughter sees right through her. Charlie Dalton is everything Frankie isn't supposed to want - reckless, radiant, and restless to burn the world down if it means feeling something real. But beneath the mischief and bravado is a boy with too much heart, and Frankie finds herself drawn to him like a line to a sonnet - inevitable, inexplicable, and aching to be read aloud. As they're pulled into the fold of the Dead Poets Society, where poetry is rebellion and love is its own kind of defiance, Frankie and Charlie begin to discover not just each other, but themselves. In the shadow of tragedy and expectation, they will have to choose: to follow the script or rewrite the ending. A story of quiet revolutions, unsent letters, and love that lingers like verse in the margins, O My Love is a tender, lyrical ode to what we risk when we dare to be known.

❝𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭.❞ ✧ [ W. Shakespeare ] ────୨ৎ──── Juliet Nolan is a young woman trying to survive Welton Academy after a difficult past. Her grandfather, the school's principal, gave her strict and clear rules to follow, but in a place where a single mistake costs everything, what would happen if she broke them? ────୨ৎ──── [ a Dead Poets Society fanfiction ] [ Charlie Dalton x fem!oc ] [ third person pov ]

Just a bunch of stories about you and your favorite poets ❤️ Requests Open For: Neil Perry Todd Anderson Charlie Dalton Knox Overstreet Gerard Pitts Steven Meeks Richard Cameron Also requests for certain ships are open: AnderPerry Knox + Charlie Meeks + Pitts Charlie + Meeks

Just a place to put my stories when creativity sparks from time to time and i feel the need to write them down

Mon oncle s'en est allé. Dans ma tête, ça tourne. Plus rien à de sens et pourtant je trouve un sens à tout. Je deviens bipolaire, schizophrène, hypocondriaque, maniacodépressive et pourtant je hurle de joie. Pour me comprendre, reprenons depuis le début. Là où tout a commencé.

Azra learns to live each day is if it was her last.

This book will be like a section for my unruly emotions and feelings that I need to take out of my system. This is where I will tell some of my secrets, my worries, or discuss random things. That's whenever I feel like I need to talk about it and I have no one else to tell but this platform. The purpose of this book is for my personal satisfaction only, to vent out and spill my heart out. If you feel like giving your own opinion and judging someone's way of thinking and principles, please shut it and keep it to yourself. You are not welcome here. You can read the book but please don't judge my wholeness just because of a small excerpt. Thanks!

it's 1959 and you're one of the very few girls who are the first to attend Welton Academy. youre an introvert, alike your roommate todd, who is also new to the school. you and todd instantly connect. you make some really amazing friends in your journey through Helton + even join a 'poetry club' :)

The ache of heart break drawn upon us is a beheading of our hopes, aspirations, dreams and all we hold dear. It is a bower when all of the walls of life seem to shrink and all that we have spoken in the dark seem to fade. Yet we have to be in the darkness to see the light. "Poetry is a noble pursuit. It is needed to sustain life thus it develops us to a greater form of humans. We are slaves to its will for we merely not write poetry for it is poetry which writes us." I announced. #Wattys2014

Musings in many forms that happen to spill out so I don't explode into oblivion. Thank you!

Poems and forms Free Verse: "Home for causes, lost" Nursery Rhyme: "Ending a fairy tale" Dramatic Monologue: "Ariel's Odyssey" Narrative poem: "Estella" Villanelle: "Circle of Life" Epithalamion: "Groom to Bride" Carpe Diem: "Don't wait" Clerihew: "Margaret Atwood" Recueillement: "Am I a poet?" Octave: "Promise"

My "Carpe Diem" poem (seize the moment). I wrote this for my English class as a project and it got chosen to be read at our (seniors and class of 2023) graduation. Hope you enjoy, poems aren't my forte but some people seemed to have liked it.

The life you live is a series of consequences. An expression of life is your freedom of speech.

❝Even so, I will 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐘 what the 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 had written in the 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 . . . Bring on a 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄, and I'll bring you a 𝐖𝐀𝐑!❞ 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿. ・・・・・・・・・・ «𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴» 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓉𝑒𝓇? 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣. ・・・・・・・・・・ note: the book previews will be unpublished once the book begins. cover made by the great @CHRYSAFENIOS! ©ATLUS ©SEGA ©ETH ©Eline

"Vive, joder vive. Y si algo no te gusta, cámbialo. Y si algo te da miedo, supéralo. Y si algo te enamora, agárralo. Tengo que, nunca es un buen comienzo. No hagas nada que empiece con estas palabras. Quiero/amo/me flipa/voy/puedo, es la mejor manera para construir tus frases, tus días y toda tu vida."

its just some poems I wrote- I haven't had any ideas for storys. but when I get one I'll start writing! :)

❝Unlike you, we were 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 normal. We 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 be normal. ❞ ・・・・・・・・・・ «𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 two 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴» 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣. ・・・・・・・・・・ note: the book previews will be unpublished once the book begins. cover made by the great @CHRYSAFENIOS! ©ATLUS ©SEGA ©ETH ©Eline