#gatsby welles

[timotheecontent]

A RAINY DAY IN NEW YORK (2019)

[sequenceofmind]

timmy and elle meet again in nyc

[cannibalizedlove]

and i need him because of it

[roxygen22]

Prompts 22 and 23 with this list

https://www.tumblr.com/thelonelyempath/707662644245594112/sick-prompts-iii

Timothee or any of his characters

Prompts:

22. "You're sick. If you overexert yourself, you're gonna get sicker."

23. "Go back to sleep, honey."

A Cold Day in New York

Short follow-up to the final kissing sequence in A Rainy Day in New York.

"Achooo!"

Chan's sneeze shook the entire bed, rousing Gatsby from sleep as the morning twilight gave way to rays of sun peeking through the blinds in her bedroom. Apparently, Chan had caught both feelings and a cold this weekend after their reunion and drenched makeout session in Central Park.

"Bless you," Gatsby mumbled into his pillow as Chan threw her legs over the edge of the bed and gracelessly pushed herself upright, groaning softly.

"Thanks," she replied flatly, congestion evident in her nasally tone. The strap of her tank top fell to the side as she stared down at the floor, unable to gather the energy to stand.

Gatsby picked up his head to look at her, chocolate curls falling into his eyes. "You feeling alright?" he asked as he pushed back his hair with the arm not trapped under the pillow.

Chan made a less than demure sniffling noise as she inhaled to respond. "Not really. My head feels like it weighs a ton, and I can't breathe out of my nose."

"Take some medicine and go back to sleep, honey."

She looked over her shoulder and shot him a peeved look. "I have to retake a scene today. Some of us have jobs, you know."

"Ha, ha. I know they can't shoot the scene without you. But," Gatsby paused to mull over his words, "they can't shoot the scene without YOU. I'm sure they would rather take a pause for a day or two for a short-lived cold than weeks for exhaustion or hospitalization."

"That's a bit extreme, Gats. You just want me to stay in bed, don't you?"

Gatsby grinned like a cheshire cat. "I haven't the faintest idea what you are getting at. You're sick. If you overexert yourself, you're gonna get sicker," he stated matter-of-factly. With that, he reached over to grab Chan's arm at the elbow and gently tugged, causing it to buckle under her weight. She collapsed back into bed, head on Gatsby's shoulder. He could feel her fever as he pulled her in closer to snuggle.

"Fine, you win," she relented, throwing her arm over his chest to get comfortable again.

"I win because I get to spend some more time with you before I head back to Yardley." Gatsby kissed her forehead and began to mindlessly play with Chan's soft dark hair. "Besides, if you have speaking lines in that retake, they'll want this to clear up. You sound awful." He chuckled as she playfully swatted at his chest before settling back to rest her head in the crook of his neck.

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[yourlocalmoon]

I MISSED YOU SOO MUCH, I HOPE YOUR DOING OKAY!! :3 i hope you aren't still sick ☹️ if you are i hope you start feeling better! :) could you do a gatsby welles cg moodboard next? :3

I'm still a bit off -^- but thank you <3 :(( Here ya go !!

Caregiver Gatsby Welles Moodboard !!

Always willing to let you have fun in the rain, but does remind you to wear your rain boots !! Calls you his droplet <3

[renova-writes]

the way you look tonight

a rainy day in new york inspired work

gatsby wells x reader

word count: 649 (short and sweet)

warnings: no warnings needed

a/n: I was watching a rainy day in new york for the first time tonight after rehearsal and I think this film changed my outlook on many things

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“Tabbie? Is that you? What’s wrong?” He entered the kitchen where you were cutting vegetables. He didn’t go over to give you a kiss like you were accustomed to, instead he kicked the trash can.

“I don’t know.” He ran his hand through his hair. “It’s possible I guess.”

“What’s possible? Use your words.”

“That, that I left my wallet on the subway!”

“How- Why would you leave your wallet on the subway?”

“I don’t know! That’s not like me. I don’t forget things!”

“Well you did today Gatsby.”

“Gatsby. God woman, why do you insist on calling me Gatsby?”

“God, why do you call me ‘woman’! For christ's sake Gatsby you left your wallet on the subway. No big deal. Just call, cancel your cards, and get a new one. People lose wallets all the time.”

“Yes but not Gatsby Welles! I don't forget things.”

“For heaven's sake Tabbie, relax! Sit down, have a glass of wine. Let’s go out to Le Corbeau tonight, like we used to. We can sit in one of those leather couches in the back with the cigarette ashes and listen to the piano while we gaze into each other’s eyes. Doesn’t that sound nice.”

His eyebrows lowered down from his face and his cheeks began to glow. Here came the Gatsby humor you were well acquainted with. “But you're forgetting something darling: I don’t have my wallet.”

“You might be a successful businessman, but don’t you forget: I was successful too.”

“Oh, how could I forget? With a voice like that? Darling you were an angel. Listening to you sing was like seeing light for the first time. I fell in love before I even spoke a word to you.” He moved in to engulf you in his arms, pulling you in from behind.

“You tell me this every day.”

“And good for you to remember it. I don’t deserve you my love. I could live a thousand lives and never come close to your purity.”

“My love you need look only in the mirror.”

“You flatter me.”

“You flatter yourself.”

“I know you didn’t mean that my bird.”

“If I am a bird then your arms are my cage and yet I sit content within.”

“I have a better idea. Why don’t we take a walk in the park? The city is so beautiful in the rain.”

“So long as we can stop underneath the clock tower and dance to its song.” You pressed your lips gently onto his.

“Will you sing for me?”

You sat down at the piano in the great room. You stretched your fingers before letting them dance over the keys.

Someday, when I'm awfully low, When the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you, And the way you look tonight

Yes, you're lovely, with your smile so warm, And your cheeks so soft, There is nothing for me but to love you, And the way you look tonight

With each word your tenderness grows, Tearin' my fear apart, And that laugh wrinkles your nose, Touches my foolish heart

Lovely, never, never change, Keep that breathless charm, Won't you please arrange it?, 'Cause I love you, A-just the way you look tonight

And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart

Lovely, don't you ever change, Keep that breathless charm, Won't you please arrange it?, 'Cause I love you, A-just the way you look tonight

Mm-mm, mm-mm, Just the way you look tonight

Gatsby had joined you at the piano bench while you played. He said nothing during the course of your performance but at its close, he lifted your hand from its ending note and brought it to his lips. “Darling, oh my darling, it’s you who looks beautiful.”

[loonfull-sonnetzz]

Find it very silly that one of Timothee Chalamet’s characters is canonically bad at kissing and doing *it* like someone write a fic about that pls

(it’s Gatsby Welles from A Rainy Day in New York BTW)

[roxygen22]

That pouty lip is just....[[brain scrambled, can't think]]

[ckret2]

I've seen some folks saying that the reference to The Great Gatsby in TBOB was just a joke Alex didn't put deeper meaning into—which might be true, IDK the man's motives for choosing Gatsby specifically—and that there's no way the book has any deeper relevance to Bill's character beyond the eye doctor thing—which is totally wrong. Whether or not Alex intended parallels, there ARE parallels. So, for those of you who didn't read or didn't pay attention to The Great Gatsby:

the book's about a guy who started out as an unimportant loser with starry-eyed dreams, who very quickly gained a lot of power/gold and now presents himself as this dapper fancy well-dressed super important guy.

He constantly throws huge parties, he's got a reputation for being THE party host. But it's a sham, he's pouring all these resources into this party to make himself look so cool but he's living at the very edge of his means.

He lies about his history, lies about how he got his money (spoilers: he's a criminal), lies even in how he presents his personality—he's a con artist, he's always wearing a mask.

The reason he's doing all this—putting on the mask, making himself look so great—is because he's trying to reach across this very thin boundary to a better life he can see, JUST out of reach, so close but something he's never quite clever enough and rich enough and persuasive enough to reach. Every night at his parties he stares at his goal, he can LITERALLY SEE it, he just can't reach it himself.

The best he can do is briefly charm and dazzle someone on the other side of this social boundary, but he can never quite persuade that person to help him cross over; in fact no one on the other side of the boundary thinks he has a right to cross it.

He finds somebody—the guy narrating the book about him—who's very lonely, socially awkward, and disillusioned, whom he can easily awe with his stories and persuade to help him reach his goal, come on please, it'll be harmless! (It is not harmless.)

He loses control over the act he's putting on and over the people who only follow him around as long as he's still got the resources to keep them entertained and loyal.

It ends with him getting murdered by a guy he has LITERALLY never met before—by which point everyone has realized that he's a nobody making it all up as he goes along who was just desperately chasing the illusion of a good life and the admiration of everyone around him.

The narrator ends up disillusioned with him and the whole culture around him of grasping and clawing for a glitzy glamorous life at the expense of the regular people who are manipulated, trampled, and discarded in the process.

Now tell me that Gatsby doesn't have any parallels to Bill's character. And this is just based off reading the book a decade ago—there's probably tons of little details I don't even remember. The book may well have been chosen as a coincidence, it did recently hit the public domain. But if so, it's a VERY GOOD coincidence.

[timotheecontent]

Selena Gomez and Timothée Chalamet in A RAINY DAY IN NEW YORK (2019)

[outer-stars]

something something green light Gatsby parallels

was majorly inspired by this passage in the Great Gatsby (can't believe the Book of Bill has me revisiting this book for the first time since 2014), so this was the result.

The parallels between Gatsby and his 'green light' and early Ford & Bill's dynamic where Ford's also reaching for something unattainable ('forbidden' knowledge) and ends up hurting himself and others in the process...my muse. (At least in this universe Ford lives; bro made it out better than Gatsby)

[linnytheseagull]

More classic literature YouTubers because it's so funny to me

Bonus content:

[pwippy]

tl;dr till sings the "hope theme" motif and a note progression that represents love (typically of a woman) (disclaimer i dont actually study music theory BUT I DID look at sources)

while i was listening to blink gone i noticed that till sang a minor 7th leap followed by a minor 3rd leap down. (his parts below!!)

respectively, the lyrics he sings translates to "before this piercing radiant moment / fades away" and "and the fiery thrill / blazes out to the sky" both generally are about something star-like. regardless of the way they disappear (fading or exiting with a blaze of glory), the moment itself was thrilling, exciting, and bright.

wow i wonder where we've seen that concept before! wonder if it has anything to do with beta round 6 and how he was trapped in the meteor shower! (also how some of beta round 6's concepts bled into round 7!)

in addition, the celestial qualities of the lyrics could symbolize the faraway stars or points of brightness in his life, like mizi or ivan. in his graduation note, he refers to mizi as an angel ("If angels were real you’d be one wouldn’t you?" <- crossed out) , while luka reminds till of ivan prior to the "and the fiery thrill" line.

NOT TO MENTION the callback to ivans lyrics but thats a whole other thing

but i digress with the lyrics symbolism, let's talk about the note progression! similarly to the lyrics, the musical significance of the minor 7th leap is related to distance, or the concept of something/someone far away. (this is due to the minor 7th leap being almost a full octave!!)

in other media, the leap is used in a similar way, mainly underscoring other themes within the narrative. most notably the leap is used in the joy luck club opening (overarching thematics of the american dream)

sylvia maltby, a professor at the british columbia conservatory of music refers to this leap as the "hope theme." "The upward leap of a minor seventh has positive attributes; hope, joy, happiness and prosperity."

in relation to alnst, at this point in the episode theres a distinct lack of hope. till isn't singing because he believes he'll be saved, he's singing because it's a necessity. because it's guaranteed he'll be shot if he stops. and he's tried that before.

imo, since these leaps happen earlier in the round, they serve more as foreshadowing for his literal leap of faith and hope. haha depressing

"but it's only 3 notes! how important could they be?" well. according to richard wagner, a notable composer (and another source maltby cited), the minor 7th leap not only represents hope but the love of a woman. woww wonder where that shows up

mizi is both a faraway concept and loved. prior to till seeing her, he believed she was dead. she was physically gone, forever, and even before her alleged death, she was a deified and treated like an angel. till himself didn't even know mizi well, but despite this, he wanted to protect her.

as i mentioned before, this leitmotif foreshadows till's actions, chiefly his leap into hope. throughout the round he was broken down and constantly in a state of guilt, stress, and regret. of course the appearance of mizi would blast him with hope, she was supposed to be dead. till believed he would die alone, knowing he's only on stage because another died for him.

but then mizi shows up, a beacon that carries hopes and dreams. of unadulterated love. he reaches out, and-

did i ever mention how the next note is left musically unresolved?

how about the ending lullaby never hitting the last note?

[kaptain-pastel]

to make up for making gatsby look like a cartoon villain, here's him looking friendly in a clothing study :D

[secretly-larry-daley]

Watching everyone re-reading the Great Gatsby for some kind of clue for the website, meanwhile I re-read the book for homoerotic subtext….

But also for some kind of clue of what the fuck is going on in that website.