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[dazblogfashion]

Gasby

I took inspiration from this famous and well-known movie with my designs as it linked perfectly with the theme I was going for which is the 1920s. This helped me start and get an idea of what my following formats will look like, thinking about them briefly.

Gatsby. (17th May 2013). [Film]. United States Of America, New York: A&E Network, Village Toad Show Pictures

[pennstateuniversitypress]

Q&A with James L. W. West III

The author of Business Is Good: F. Scott Fitzgerald, Professional Writer discusses Fitzgerald, the literary market of his time, and more.

Why did Fitzgerald become a professional author?

He became a writer because it was the romantic thing to do. Most of his friends at Princeton had practical plans—jobs waiting in family businesses, settled positions in society, the backing of old money. Fitzgerald had no desire to follow such a course in life. He knew that he had literary ability; the question was how to deploy it to win fame, earn money, and tell the story of his generation. Authorship was (and is) not a true profession like medicine or law, but Fitzgerald considered it a vocation, a calling. He aimed high, worked hard, and did quite well.

What was the publishing industry like in his time?

The key to success for an author during Fitzgerald’s time was to see his or her work published and republished so that the initial act of composition would continue to yield income over the long term. The problem in the 1920s and 1930s was that the industry had few ways of recycling an author’s writing in order to keep it alive. There were no paperbacks, and book clubs had not yet become a force on the market. Audio books and e-books had yet to be invented. Translations brought in small change. Subsidiary rights for stage and movie versions sometimes resulted in extra money, but for most novels there was an initial flurry of sales followed by a long period on the backlist. This happened to Fitzgerald’s best novel, The Great Gatsby. During the two years after its publication in 1925 it earned Fitzgerald more than $30,000, but during 1940, the last year of his life, it sold only seven copies.

What happened to his texts between manuscript and print?

Fitzgerald's texts were not severely cut or censored. He had an excellent working relationship with Maxwell Perkins, his editor at Scribner’s, and his novels and short-story collections went into print with little interference. His magazine fiction, on the other hand, was sometimes trimmed and bowdlerized. Sexual innuendo and mild profanity was cut in many of the later stories. Fortunately Fitzgerald saved his original manuscripts and typescripts (he was a great pack rat), and with these we have been able to restore the original readings to those stories.

In the years since his death his writings have been subject to the usual accidents and vicissitudes of publication. Words and phrases have been added and dropped; “improvements” have been made by editors who, I am sure, believed that they were helping Fitzgerald. Many of the writings are now in the public domain and can be published in new editions by anyone. For example, nearly forty new editions of The Great Gatsby have appeared since the novel entered the public domain in 2021. Not all of these new editions have been responsibly done. I’ve reviewed thirty-six of them in my book. The results, in many cases, are lamentable.

How successful was Fitzgerald in the literary marketplace?

He was among the most successful authors of his generation. He balanced on the line between commerce and art with great skill. His literary reputation was high; so were his earnings. During his twenty-year professional career, from 1920 to 1940, he earned almost $300,000—the equivalent in buying power today of approximately $4,500,000. He spent most of it, but when money came this easily, how was he to imagine that his run of good luck would ever end?

Business Is Good: F. Scott Fitzgerald, Professional Writer is now available from Penn State University Press. Find more information and order the book here: https://www.psupress.org/books/titles/978-0-271-09487-8.html. Save 30% with discount code NR23.

[bunjywunjy]

Hello Dear Friend.

I was in your country in 2019.I have gone through your profile and decided to go straight to the point on why i wholeheartedly contacting you.

My name is Mrs. Marion Gadsby from Thailand,Australian,79years,I have been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a month to live, according to medical experts. I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business was my priority.

Though I am a very rich lady, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for. But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world.

I Am very sick now and depends on machines to survive which I know one day one minute I will be no more , but before departing I have a fortune I will like to confined your position so that you can use it and do the humanitarian work which I failed to do when I had the grace and the time. I have willed and given to my immediate and extended family members ,but these last funds I would want to be useful to the poor and the needy. I don't trust any of my family members again because I don't think that they will deliver the fortune to the poor and needy. This is the main reason why I contacted you because I believe you will make it happen as I will instruct you in the future when the fortune is in your hands.

I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul, so I have decided to give alms to charity organizations, as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth.

I cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organizations in Bulgaria and Pakistan, but they refused and kept the money to themselves and used it to buy flashy cars and big houses in the city. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be content with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the sum of $3,000,000.00( Three Million dollars) my late husband was wealthy as an oil mogul, politician and other businesses, but he died in his private jet crash .WE CAN'T QUESTION GOD.

I will let you have 20% of his funds for your effort and time and the 80% should go to the poor and needy around you, especially those that are in war zones. Treat this message confidentially till it's done. I am waiting for your reply.

Contact me direct for more information. asikareginad@gmail.com

Mrs Marion Gasby. asikareginad@gmail.com

MRS MARION GADSBY FROM THAILAND AUSTRALIAN

[ckret2]

1) is it true or an inside joke the book has the great gasby. Like direct word for word of gatsby. How is that legal if it's true

2) I wouldn't have pegged bill as a great gasby fan but if it's true that makes me happy cause I really liked that book in high scholl

Several pages out of chapter 2 of The Great Gatsby, yes. It's legal because within the past few years The Great Gatsby entered the public domain, so now anyone can do anything with it for free. (Personally, I someday hope to write The Great Gatsby vs Cthulhu.) Not only is it actually in there, but also it's tied into a very significant-looking easter egg in the book. (I won't give it away, but the old Gravity Falls mystery-hunting spirit is back baby, this book comes with a multimedia ARG and secret passwords and everything)

Bill cuts it off after a few pages by griping about the book's themes and saying that not even YOU (reader who did something to offend him) deserve to be subjected to REQUIRED READING. So maybe he isn't a fan of the book lmao. Or maybe he just isn't a fan of how it's taught! Bill himself projected the pages into TBOB, so it looks like he had the book (or at least chapter 2) memorized, what's that say?

[picsthatmakeyougohmm]

Hello Dear Friend.

I was in your country in 2019.I have gone through your profile and decided to go straight to the point on why i wholeheartedly contacting you.

My name is Mrs. Marion Gadsby from Thailand,Australian,79years,I have been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a month to live, according to medical experts. I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business was my priority.

Though I am a very rich lady, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for. But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world.

I Am very sick now and depends on machines to survive which I know one day one minute I will be no more , but before departing I have a fortune I will like to confined your position so that you can use it and do the humanitarian work which I failed to do when I had the grace and the time. I have willed and given to my immediate and extended family members ,but these last funds I would want to be useful to the poor and the needy. I don't trust any of my family members again because I don't think that they will deliver the fortune to the poor and needy. This is the main reason why I contacted you because I believe you will make it happen as I will instruct you in the future when the fortune is in your hands.

I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul, so I have decided to give alms to charity organizations, as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth.

I cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organizations in Bulgaria and Pakistan, but they refused and kept the money to themselves and used it to buy flashy cars and big houses in the city. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be content with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the sum of $3,000,000.00( Three Million dollars) my late husband was wealthy as an oil mogul, politician and other businesses, but he died in his private jet crash .WE CAN'T QUESTION GOD.

I will let you have 20% of his funds for your effort and time and the 80% should go to the poor and needy around you, especially those that are in war zones. Treat this message confidentially till it's done. I am waiting for your reply.

Contact me direct for more information. asikareginad@gmail.com

Mrs Marion Gasby. asikareginad@gmail.com

Finally destiny knocked at my door. I'm rich! I don't have to run this blog anymore.

I'll find plenty of big tiddy goth girlfriends with a million dollars

[jbaileyfansite]

Jonathan Bailey with a fan and Patti Lupone at The Great Gasby show on Broadway in NY (May 04, 2024) [x]

[medievaljournalist]

Hello Dear Friend. I was in your country in 2019.I have gone through your profile and decided to go straight to the point on why i wholeheartedly contacting you. My name is Mrs. Marion Gadsby from Thailand,Australian,79years,I have been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a month to live, according to medical experts. I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business was my priority. Though I am a very rich lady, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for. But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world. I Am very sick now and depends on machines to survive which I know one day one minute I will be no more , but before departing I have a fortune I will like to confined your position so that you can use it and do the humanitarian work which I failed to do when I had the grace and the time. I have willed and given to my immediate and extended family members ,but these last funds I would want to be useful to the poor and the needy. I don't trust any of my family members again because I don't think that they will deliver the fortune to the poor and needy. This is the main reason why I contacted you because I believe you will make it happen as I will instruct you in the future when the fortune is in your hands. I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul, so I have decided to give alms to charity organizations, as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth. I cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organizations in Bulgaria and Pakistan, but they refused and kept the money to themselves and used it to buy flashy cars and big houses in the city. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be content with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the sum of $3,000,000.00( Three Million dollars) my late husband was wealthy as an oil mogul, politician and other businesses, but he died in his private jet crash .WE CAN'T QUESTION GOD. I will let you have 20% of his funds for your effort and time and the 80% should go to the poor and needy around you, especially those that are in war zones. Treat this message confidentially till it's done. I am waiting for your reply. Contact me direct for more information. asikareginad@gmail.com Mrs Marion Gasby. asikareginad@gmail.com

thank you i priomise to invest all your charitable donation into inventing cigars with fun facts printed on them for kids and maybe dogs

[uraniumnm333]

i think n25 has book talks. like they'll all get on call sometimes and jtalk about books they've read. eventually it gets to be an organized thing so everyone reads the same book and shares their opinions on it. mafuyu probably enjoys reading more classic fiction like the great gasby n shit. kanade also reads classics but in a science fiction way. like dr jekyll and mr hyde. also i think tsukasa lends her scripts so she's read through hamlet like 10 times. ena is probably a romance girl !!! she eats that shit up !!! also she was probably a warrior cats kid. mizuki reads realistic fiction. idk how to describe it. anyways they all bond over romeo and juliet because 1. mafuyu likes the classics 2. kanade enjoys analyzing every single fucking line + she got a free copy from tsukasa 3. ena likes the romance 4. mizuki likes the angst. it's a win win

[unlikely-adversaries-bracket]

Hello Dear Friend.

I was in your country in 2019.I have gone through your profile and decided to go straight to the point on why i wholeheartedly contacting you.

My name is Mrs. Marion Gadsby from Thailand,Australian,79years,I have been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a month to live, according to medical experts. I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business was my priority.

Though I am a very rich lady, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for. But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world.

I Am very sick now and depends on machines to survive which I know one day one minute I will be no more , but before departing I have a fortune I will like to confined your position so that you can use it and do the humanitarian work which I failed to do when I had the grace and the time. I have willed and given to my immediate and extended family members ,but these last funds I would want to be useful to the poor and the needy. I don't trust any of my family members again because I don't think that they will deliver the fortune to the poor and needy. This is the main reason why I contacted you because I believe you will make it happen as I will instruct you in the future when the fortune is in your hands.

I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul, so I have decided to give alms to charity organizations, as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth.

I cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organizations in Bulgaria and Pakistan, but they refused and kept the money to themselves and used it to buy flashy cars and big houses in the city. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be content with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the sum of $3,000,000.00( Three Million dollars) my late husband was wealthy as an oil mogul, politician and other businesses, but he died in his private jet crash .WE CAN'T QUESTION GOD.

I will let you have 20% of his funds for your effort and time and the 80% should go to the poor and needy around you, especially those that are in war zones. Treat this message confidentially till it's done. I am waiting for your reply.

Contact me direct for more information. asikareginad@gmail.com

Mrs Marion Gasby. asikareginad@gmail.com

Please forgive me Mrs Marion Gasby I have not checked my tumblr asks for months and months I fear you may have passed on after all this time. I pray for your soul to peacefully depart this earth. I am very sorrowful that your remaining $3,000,000.00 ( Three Million dollars) was unable to be used charitably.

Perhaps if I had seen this in time I would have been able to make the proper arrangements. If only I had more information about your family and circumstances such as the name of your oil mogul politician plane crash husband I would be able to learn more about your family and track down those of them who had bought flashy cars and big houses in the city and force them to hand it over to the poor and needy around me, especially those that are in war zones.

Unfortunately you are likely passed on and I will no longer have this crucial lead, as even searching your own name Mrs Marion Gasby is giving no indication of your story, only resulting in numerous tumblr posts that you have sent asks to. Frankly this has left me disappointed as I thought you had chosen me particularly after visiting my country in 2019 and looking through my profile and keeping these matters confidential - which I have not beheld myself to as you clearly had not respected the confidentiality either judging by the amount of others who you had also reached out to.

GOD WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS.

I am awaiting your reply if you are still alive.

I do not have an "e-mail address" nor have heard of such a thing so if you wish to reply please hesitate to message me. Thank you Mrs Marion Gasby

[murshmallauw]

Hello Dear Friend.

I was in your country in 2019.I have gone through your profile and decided to go straight to the point on why i wholeheartedly contacting you.

My name is Mrs. Marion Gadsby from Thailand,Australian,79years,I have been diagnosed with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a month to live, according to medical experts. I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business was my priority.

Though I am a very rich lady, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for. But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world.

I Am very sick now and depends on machines to survive which I know one day one minute I will be no more , but before departing I have a fortune I will like to confined your position so that you can use it and do the humanitarian work which I failed to do when I had the grace and the time. I have willed and given to my immediate and extended family members ,but these last funds I would want to be useful to the poor and the needy. I don't trust any of my family members again because I don't think that they will deliver the fortune to the poor and needy. This is the main reason why I contacted you because I believe you will make it happen as I will instruct you in the future when the fortune is in your hands.

I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul, so I have decided to give alms to charity organizations, as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth.

I cannot do this myself anymore. I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organizations in Bulgaria and Pakistan, but they refused and kept the money to themselves and used it to buy flashy cars and big houses in the city. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be content with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the sum of $3,000,000.00( Three Million dollars) my late husband was wealthy as an oil mogul, politician and other businesses, but he died in his private jet crash .WE CAN'T QUESTION GOD.

I will let you have 20% of his funds for your effort and time and the 80% should go to the poor and needy around you, especially those that are in war zones. Treat this message confidentially till it's done. I am waiting for your reply.

Contact me direct for more information. asikareginad@gmail.com

Mrs Marion Gasby. asikareginad@gmail.com

i really like the picture of a deathrow woman scrolling tons of zadr and deciding i'm the one who should have her money

[computergeek123]

Jay Gasby

Presenting: Jay Gasby!

[thatonebirdwrites]

6 & 15 :)

6. Show us a bit of a WIP! The Rojarias fic:

“What do you read?” Sam pulled up the LIDAR program and keyed a command to send to the drone. She needed a few test runs before she plugged in trajectories for the drones to focus upon. Lena had drilled that into her. Best to find mechanical issues before the arduous mapping project started. A fault like that could ruin a scan easily.

Andrea shrugged with one shoulder and settled in the dirt next to Sam's makeshift desk. A waft of her fruity perfume drifted between them.

“Likely far beyond your reading level.” When Sam shot her a glare, Andrea smirked. “Archeology and biographies. What did you think I read?”

“I don’t know, historical romance?” Sam said, her nose wrinkled in irrritation. “Or the Great Gasby or something.”

“Boring.” Andrea flicked her fingers. “Prefer a good shooter to that.”

“What do you have against romance?” Sam didn’t mind reading it. If she was honest, she was a bit of a romantic herself. Dreaming of meeting her soulmate, where they’d live happily ever after. She'd written many a poem about it, ones that will never see the light of day.

“Fools fall in love,” Andrea said with a disdainful sniff. “And the pointless tropes. A dog could write better fiction.”

Sam turned back to her drone and keyed in another command. It flew higher and began to move along Sam’s ordered trajectories. How could someone dislike romance? Sam thought of Lena and how she fell in love with Kara. Lena definitely wasn't a fool, but it didn't seem worth contesting Andrea's wild claim.

“I happen to like all sorts of books,” Sam said as calmly as she could. “Even romance. Love, unlike most emotions, requires work to keep it alive and healthy. Sharing that tale? Dwelling in such vulnerability? That's gorgeous." Sam smiled as she thought of what it'd be like to have that bond with someone. "Everyone has a story, you know? And that’s beautiful in a way.”

Andrea stared at her for a long moment.

Sam kept her gaze on her laptop, though she did check her periphery when the seconds changed to minutes. Seemed her tactic was working. Killing her with kindness.

“What are we looking at?” she said finally, while gesturing to Sam’s work.

15. Have you noticed your style change over time?

I suppose it has after decades. When I wrote my first novels in high school, my prose was riddled with adverbs and far too much purple prose. I was pulling a Tolkien, but my descriptions didn't hold enough of the five senses.

I learned that trick when I was in college. It was the one good thing I got out of the creative writing course I took. Though I never continued in the writing program at my university because they had a vendetta against science fiction, and that was literally all I wrote (well, I did dabble in pure fantasy sometimes).

So then I found some writing communities online (one I remember fondly was LookingGlass, but after it died in 2009, I found Legendfire, and the admins/mods there became my chosen family. We still game together every Thursday). They taught me how to properly critique a work, but with kindness and encouragement while digging into the meat of it. This helped me better understand how to edit my own works. I suspect that also influenced my style.

So although I still write novels -- my Korrasami fanfiction is over a million words spread out over several "books" and my Supercorp fanfic is already past 200,000 words -- I have found a better way to immerse the reader. Engaging all the senses when appropriate, digging into specific POVs, being consistent on whose POVs I detail, and doing intense research became more my approach.

That's filtered into my style I think. I've had people say they are impressed with my immersion and world-building, which is a lovely compliment and makes me feel like I'm on the right track.

Perhaps someday my original fiction will be published, but until then, I'll keep experimenting and growing through the fanfiction I write.

Thanks for asking! :D

[fellowhood]

Hello traveler. Come sit. No matter how you came across this post. Welcome.

Why i am reaching out to you today is to clarify who i am and what this blog is about. But feel free to see this as a scrolling checkpoint, a clear sign for you to take a break from the internet 💗

Why i have created this blog is because i have, in my meager 25 years of life, seen how discourse and ideals divides and harms people who are hurting and who should be working together to fight against oppression and bigotry.

I know many people are sick of this as well but i haven't seen the terms i need to call out bad faith and harmful individuals or a call to acknowledge the harm that is caused as conscious actions that can be changed and bettered.

At best it is excused by "oh but i don't align with them" as if that removes the harm caused by the people who say they align with us.

I'm tired of hurting and i'm tired of witnessing people be hurt.

So i'm going to create what i need and lift up the voices of people who are already discussing this so we can have a centralised hub. Kinda like bikini armour battle damage was for videogame design and the hawkeye initiative was for drawn art. /pos (not tagging since i don't want to bother/ctx)

When seeing a post that i can verify will lead to unity, i will reblog it with this symbol drawn by the lovely @spirits-art

I understand and acknowledge how having a symbol and flags could create issues down the line if appropriated by people who are approaching humanity with bad faith or hamrful intentions but i'm also disabled and need a quick way to say the following (including but not limited to):

-i support this

-i feel this has value to add to people's lives and health and joy and whimsy

-i feel this is something that would've/has helped me in the past

-this made me smile/happy.

If i fuck up, feel free to let me know.

The movements i'm trying to create/coin are the capybaran and fellowhood/fellowship(not religious/ctx) ones.

But primarily i want people to stop harming each other and i think we can do so. You may not agree and that's fine but i'd rather fight a battle that i realise could never have been won to try to ensure no one has to carry the pain that i do, than not having fought for that reality at all.

I refuse to let others pay for a lesson that no one bothers to learn. /affectionate (hannah gasby paraphrased)

About modmin: Link

If after all this you feel you need to call a helpline, here: Link

Future plans/tba:

1. Post a few other terms we're coining

2. Move a few rants we've made over to this blog

3. Find and highlight and uplift voices arguing for healing, anti bigotry and unity

[neverland93]

Peter Pan imagine short/ happiness

The mermaids laugh at you once again

“Same dress as always right ?” One says

You look down as you were enjoying a bbq with Peter and the lost boys

“Doesn’t it smell but now?” One got the courage to say and more of them laughed

You just walk away still looking at them not looking where you are going suddenly bumping into Peter

Dropping the drink in your hand and pouring it all over him

The mermaids laugh even more

You gasp and put your hand over your mouth, then quickly try to get a towel or whatever you can to dry him

He looks at you but is more interested in why the mermaids are laughing, noticing you’re distraught.

“Everything alright over here ladies?” He asked

“Everything’s fine Peter.” A mermaid said confidently

“Yeah it’s fine right Y/n?” She smirked at you.

“Yeah fine.” You looked down

“Alright we’ll I need to talk to you.” He points to you

You were shocked , what did the king of Neverland want to do with you?

“M-me?” You stuttered

“Just for a second.” He said looking in your eyes

You walk into the woods with him

“What’s up Peter?” You asked him

“What? Oh nothing. Just thought you wanted to leave that conversation, whatever it was.” He said fiddling with whatever was in his hand.

“Oh… you heard all of that?” You ask shyly

“I did. Y/n if you need me to say something-“ he tells you before you interrupt him

“No!” You say louder than you should’ve.

“Well alright then, on you go.” He nods at you and you walk back to your cabin and stay there for the rest of the day.

The next day was a little bit cooler so you wore a shirt and some jeans, nothing special.

“Girls look she changed!” A mermaid said pointing to you

“Do you really have to say something everytime?” You ask in annoyance

“Mermaids! That’s enough. Go brush your hair or something it probably needs it. ” Peter yells at them and they swim away.

“Thanks Peter.” You say softly

“Don’t worry about it.” He says walking away with a few other lost boys.

The day ended pretty well besides the mermaids talking crap but you were used to it by now.

You sit by the fire and see Peter reading

You sit down next to him

“Is that Great Gasby?” You ask

“Yup, you read it?” He asked

“Only about 3 times.” You say confidently

“You know it was all a dream right?” Peter asked you

“It was all a lie.” You say back to him

“Whatever you say Y/n.” He smirks

You laugh and giggle.

Next day you hear a knock at your door, you open it, it was Peter.

“Oh was I on kitchen duty?” You ask afraid you messed up

“No actually I have something for you.” He hands you a bag

You see it’s clothes

“Peter how?” You ask

“The fairies owe me.” He winks at you

You smile and say thank you

“Let’s get the day started shall we?” He asked

You nodded.

Wearing your clothes out to the lake and seeing everyone have a great time the mermaids notice your new clothes

“Oh wow new clothes again?” A mermaid asked

“You can cut the crap ladies, are you that desperate for attention you need to make fun of other people to get validation?” He asked and the lost boys laughed at that.

“You did not just call us desperate Pan!” A mermaid talked back to him

“Oh I’m sorry do I need to use smaller words?” Peter said folding his arms and smirking knowingly the lost boys would laugh even more.

The mermaids moth open wide in shock.

That night you and Peter walk to the lake and read books together, you each have your own book but just being next to him gave you warmth and comfort.

“This is nice Peter.” You break the silence

“Are you enjoying it?” He asked

“I am.” You nod

“I can tell, happiness looks good on you.” He said looking at you

You smile and just continue to read, as the night gets darker and the wind starts to howl, and the crickets and birds start to sing sweet melodies.