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“ for a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk. ” —— f scott fitzgerald, the great gatsby.
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have i got aaaaaany fellow musical theatre nerds here. any losers in arms. might do a stupid thing. a cinderella itw shaped stupid thing. :)
what role are you in this tragic play?
MISUNDERSTOOD VILLAIN.
prepare for an onslaught of both the most dehumanizing and hateful takes, and flood of thirst comments. you are chronically misunderstood. whether or not you're actually evil is debatable. you may be acting out for revenge, to defend someone you love, or even just to protect yourself. you're a pretty jaded person. you don't trust or even really like most people. maybe you did at one point. but that part of you is gone, and you don't go a single day without grieving it. you think a lot about what your life could have been. you're stuck in the past. you're angry and maybe you don't even want to be, but this is the only way you can see to survive. you're open, but less in a trusting way and more like a wound. you don't like to let people see you, but the hurt spills out of you before you can stop it. you're impulsive, even as you try hard to plan and prepare. maybe someday your side of the story will finally be heard. until then, you can convince yourself that being hated is safer anyway.
did daisy buchanan successfully utilize girl power when she committed vehicular manslaughter against her husband's mistress, y/n
it was the case when i was studying the book in school, and it's still the case now: i am obsessed with the myriad of references made to daisy's voice. i am obsessed with daisy's voice, and the role it plays in the story. the way it represents her interactions with people and the world around her. her voice as a coping mechanism for the things she has no control over, or no will to change. her voice as her own acceptance of her position that allows her to continue inhabiting the class and system that she inhabits. affluence echoes in it, its indiscreet, full of money, affected. nick and gatsby both romanticise her voice, they associate it with the wealth that she has, but nick also clearly states that it's a social performance. "[her] murmur was only to make people lean towards her" revealing her calculated control of her own voice, her cultivating her own image, her own person.
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i'm barking so loud—
"nick's sold you out," a bitten grin, rouge and pearl, rounds her voice — absent the contempt so many, all too safely, assumed connate in miss baker. ... @faychanan
"no, he'd never!" that breathless little laugh rings out clear and true, moneyed and glorious as it is wont to be, yet lacking the glib undercurrent of insincerity that so oft' accompanies it. she knocks her shoulder against jordan's, all giddiness and joy, fingers lightly skimming and scaling the pale bare skin of the other's arm as she does so. "he's an absolute doll, isn't he? rotten at keeping one's confidences, but a darling all the same."
i am going to be primarily book-based but i giggle so hard at the movie for having tallulah bankhead be daisy's other bridesmaid alongside jordan. like hell yeah that's right (but also, that means both her bridesmaids were sapphic and i just think that could mean someth--)
#FAYCHANAN — “You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,” she went on in a convinced way. Everybody thinks so—the most advanced people. And I know. I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.” Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. “Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!” [as written by meg, 24, she/they. independent, private, mutuals only.]
