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I forgot to mention. We now have a cat named Jay Catsby and I love him
guess whos back with more
ok bye lol
more Great Gatsby + Natsby edits
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I made some Natsby edits
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for modern day gatsby, the little 'active' green dot next to daisy's pfp would be his green dock light, in this essay i-
What do you mean The Great Gatsby isn’t my intellectual property now?
What’s that, old sport? Copyright? My word dear boy, just buy the copy machine and let’s be on our way!
WE’RE LEGAL NOW, OLD SPORT!!!
What do you mean The Great Gatsby isn’t my intellectual property now?
What’s that, old sport? Copyright? My word dear boy, just buy the copy machine and let’s be on our way!
This reminds me of the fuckin wild rewrite someone did called Self made boys. It was so bad I couldn’t get past the first chapter i was laughing too much. It was like if someone published a shitty wattpad fanfic
Jay and Nick were both gay. And gasp trans! And they were making their own ways in the world in the 1920s. And some how no one realized. Nick and Daisy were latin americans and daisy was obsessed with appearing white to the point where she stopped going out into the sun a lot and bleached her hair. It was truly wild.
If you’re able to continue to blorboify Jay Gatsby despite BEING A MOB BOSS i don’t want to hear ANYTHING about how Daisy is uniquely evil and cruel and mean for the hit and run.
when did you stop loving daisy?
(did you ever?)
POST: LONG ISLAND, NY. AUG 1922
This is an impossible question to answer. You must understand how much of myself I put into her and thus how much of myself I lost the day I realized it wasn't going to happen. Can you imagine that? Building the whole of your world and your vision of yourself on the opinion of the one person on Earth you thought you truly understood, the very first person in your life to want nothing more than to bring you peace—just for that same person to change and withdraw as you, in an effort to retain their attention, concentrated and refined yourself into exactly what you thought they needed?
For once in my life I had someone I could understand, until I didn't. And for a moment I thought for sure that without her I had nothing, that I was nothing and I would die nothing, but—
—well, that's simply not the case. Now, here, anyway. In another life maybe I pursued her until my body gave out and I rotted away to reveal I'd been hollow all along. I still feel that way sometimes, on foggy nights when the green light at the end of her dock cuts through my room.
Only now I don't face it alone. And thank god for that.
I'll always have a fondness for Daisy. I don't think I could fully extract her from myself if I tried, as many times as I've reinvented myself. I don't think that's a bad thing. She's good, you see, old sport. She really is. I don't blame her for my giving up, and you shouldn't either.
I would write more, but I have more letters to answer, a past to put away, a present to appreciate, and I'm already being called to tomorrow.
Sincerely and emphatically,
Jay Gatsby
One of my Very Specific criticisms of Leonardo DiCaprio’s gatsby is that every time he tries to be passionate he just goes slightly cross eyed and looks like he’s about to come???? like even as he’s dying the face he pulls is not melancholic or passionate it’s weirdly horny???
Never been in a relationship, but I’ve grown away from friends. That is some of the worst pains. I understand why Gatsby moved across from Daisy, throwing grand parties in hopes she would show up.
If I could do that with my friends from 8th grade, I would. Jay Gatsby may be on to something here.
when did you stop loving daisy?
(did you ever?)
POST: LONG ISLAND, NY. AUG 1922
This is an impossible question to answer. You must understand how much of myself I put into her and thus how much of myself I lost the day I realized it wasn't going to happen. Can you imagine that? Building the whole of your world and your vision of yourself on the opinion of the one person on Earth you thought you truly understood, the very first person in your life to want nothing more than to bring you peace—just for that same person to change and withdraw as you, in an effort to retain their attention, concentrated and refined yourself into exactly what you thought they needed?
For once in my life I had someone I could understand, until I didn't. And for a moment I thought for sure that without her I had nothing, that I was nothing and I would die nothing, but—
—well, that's simply not the case. Now, here, anyway. In another life maybe I pursued her until my body gave out and I rotted away to reveal I'd been hollow all along. I still feel that way sometimes, on foggy nights when the green light at the end of her dock cuts through my room.
Only now I don't face it alone. And thank god for that.
I'll always have a fondness for Daisy. I don't think I could fully extract her from myself if I tried, as many times as I've reinvented myself. I don't think that's a bad thing. She's good, you see, old sport. She really is. I don't blame her for my giving up, and you shouldn't either.
I would write more, but I have more letters to answer, a past to put away, a present to appreciate, and I'm already being called to tomorrow.
Sincerely and emphatically,
Jay Gatsby
giggling
what happened to the fender of your car? people are talking about it even over here in california. of course, i've heard rumors, but you know how news travels, and from across the country, i couldn't be sure of its credibility.
anyway, i wanted to hear it from you. it's nothing so horrific as the rumors say, correct?
correct?
POST: LONG ISLAND, NY. AUG 1922
Dear Old Sport,
Oh, California! My favorite sliver of the middle west. You know, I’m from San Francisco. Purportedly.
That being said, my car is just fine. Fender and all. I hit something on the road but—well, as I said, it’s fixed now. Everything is back to spick and span. And you can tell anyone who asks. Show them this letter, if you have to, as it bears the authentic signature:
Sincerely and emphatically,
Jay Gatsby
Nick drives me fucking crazy because the first chapter was literally just “Gatsby’s not like other girls :(“ STOP SUCKING HIS DICK HES IN LOVE WITH YOUR COUSIN!!!! HES DOWN SO BAD ITS PATHETIC!!! Nick stop being a funky gay dude challenge IMPOSSIBLE.
exactly how you should deal with someone who deadnames you in front of the hoes
GUESS WHO JUST SAW GREAT GATSBY
(review under the cut)
IT WAS SO FANTABULICIOUS OMG
Eva Noblezada and Sam Pauly were out😔 but their understudies were great! I didn't really like Eva's understudy that well but she was great.
There was no Natsby whatsoever, but i think (particularly at the end) they did a good job portraying how Gatsbys "love" was more of an obsession.
THINGS THAT I LIKED LOVED:
Jeremy Jordan😍😍
Noah J. Ricketts was actually CARRYING this show.
Noah's crying at the end😭😭😭 HOW DOES HE DO THAT ITS SO RAW
The sets were GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!
It was actually very funny (act one)
THE FLASHING GREEN LIGHT AFTER MY GREEN LIGHT
the beginning and end parallels
The way Jeremy falls into the pool!!!
HOW DO THEY DO THE CARS. PLEASE SOMEBODY TELL ME
Myrtles onstage-half-a-second quick change during secondhand suit was FIRE
The billboard😍😍
Jordans and Nicks interaction after Only Tea😭😭😭😭😭😭 IT WAS HILARIOUS
*deep voice* "I was attracted to your looks but fell in love with your mind"
*high noel gruber gasp* "AUGH!! I would marry you event if you were penniless! 😍🎀"
ONLY TEA. that's it that's the point
JerJor's jump over the fence😭
THE CHANDELIER I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
shady was fire 🔥
"SUMMER!!" *tosses shirt* "SPRING!!!" *tosses more shirts*
all the sexual stuff (my ace ass could NOT handle that lol)
I was actually SO HYPED beforehand
it was AWESOME 10/10 recommend how did it not get best musical tony istg