Masterpost Part 5/6

👏🏾Education 👏🏾is 👏🏾a 👏🏾right,👏🏾 not👏🏾 a👏🏾 service 👏🏾

Pass along and use the shit out of them

video essays i love and think about a lot (mainly in relation to pop culture):

aaliyah, britney & the apathy of lifetime “biopics”

baby phat enterprise:  how kimora lee simmons pioneered 2000’s fashion

whiplash vs. black swan — the anatomy of the obsessed artist

born sexy yesterday

parasite — the power of symbols

hilary duff, lizzie mcguire, and the teen idol pigonhole

why this font is everywhere

it’s time to talk about the r@cism in dan schneider’s shows

a legally blonde fashion analysis

ghost singing: jennifer lopez’s stolen vocals and songs

the late capitalism of kpop

jennifer’s body and the horror of bad marketing

let’s get sad: a last of us video essay

video vixens got paid like rappers

how midsommar brainwashes you

beyonce’s voice is changing (part one, part two, part three)

explained: smoking and the voice

here’s what we missed on glee

how one netflix movie broke the entire internet

naughty dog’s game design is outdated

jeffree star faked everything about… well, everything

how we failed megan fox

mariah carey’s voice

token black girl: how tyra banks vs. naomi campbell was orchestrated by the industry

colorism in your favorite black sitcoms

that 80s show and the limits of nostalgia

‘us’ and the american dream: what it means

unraveling the madness of kanye west

life is strange: the worst best friend

the way that everything abt carter and sadie’s personalities feels so grounded in their past is something i appreciate so much.

carter’s desperate need for stability plus his arc of becoming more comfortable being in positions of power and authority? so clearly come from his constant traveling and julius always being there to protect him while carter hides that it feels stupid to even point out.

sadie is rebellious and brash while having tremendous love+respect for authority figures like bast and bes not bc she’s contradictory, but bc she is so desperate for love and affection she didn’t get from her parents and is terrified that everybody in her life will ignore her, just leave her suddenly, or both.

it’s more than like contrast for the sake of contrast; carter and sadie’s differences feel real and fleshed out in a way similar foils don’t rly get in children’s lit idk

THE GAANG x

Beware!

probably what I love most about young justice is how it perfectly conveys how fucking extra the bats are. like yeah that guy has gills and that guy’s a clone and she’s from fucking mars but y’know who’s an actual trip? y’know who’s an absolute goddamn nightmare?

Robin.

he’s not an alien. he doesn’t have any meta abilities. by all accounts he is a 13 year old child except his dad is fucking batman and he has all this custom built tech and crazy acrobatic skills and sometimes he just fucking vanishes without a word. like none of the team could even tell you what colour his eyes are and that is just the way he likes it.

the fucking bats man

AU

Sumary: Reyna took Jason to a gay bar, and he meets Leo

Jason was standing in the entrance of a bar, Reyna, his best friend, was sitting in the sidewalk, checking her phone.

“Stop with that.” she said, punching the leg of Jason.

“I’m not doing anything.”

“You’re thinking loudly.” Reyna stand up, patting the arm of Jason “Your parents won’t come, they think we are in Hylla’s place”

Jason knew that, Reyna and Thalia’s plan was almost perfect, but going to that kind of bar, a gay bar, was a declaration, like making official to the world that he was gay, his parents knew, his closest friends knew, he even had a boyfriend, but he never had the guts to speak up about his sexuality, he never was capable to hold the hands of his ex, or kiss him in the light, or saying he loved him, when he did it, deeply.

Sighing, he hold Reyna’s hand, in a tight grip, biting his bottom lip, looking the street, ignoring the glances of others boys around him.

“Today is Latin Night, with Latin music.”

“Latin Americans have a lot of music, they could put salsa, boleros, cumbia…”

“You know what kind of music the will put” the terrified look of Jason made Reyna jiggle “Reggaeton, champeta, guaracha, maybe trap.”

“That means dancing really close, a lot of twerk, sexy moves,” Thalia appeared, hugging Jason, bumping fists with Reyna “And is your punishment, Jay, because you put us down a lot of times”

Pulling his brother, Thalia shared a look with the guard, whom didn’t ask for ID’s, going to the counter, were a girl was mixing beverages, passing to Thalia and Reyna two glasses, like she knew their favorite liquor, giving Jason a look full of mockery.

“What will be the order for the himbo, sparkling water, soda, zero alcohol beer?”

“Phoebe,” said Thalia, her voice sharp “This is my baby brother, I raised him, therefore, he is not a himbo.”

“The baby want milk? I have zero lactose.”

“The baby want a moonlight” interrupt Reyna, rolling her eyes in front of the bartender attitude.

Jason space out while the girls talked, seeing the teenagers dancing in the center of the place, too tight, a pair of girls kissing near the bathrooms, boys nearly making out in the middle of the place, all of them acting freely, shaking their hips, kissing without worries.

He sat near the counter, drinking while Phoebe keep refilling his glass, getting a little bit dizzy, while the night keep going, Reyna and Thalia where somewhere in the place, maybe making out with each other or with someone else.

“Phoebe, my girl, mi chica, who’s the night.”

A boy sat at his side, winking at Phoebe direction, catching all the attention of Jason, taking his breathe, making him blinking fast.

“Shut up, Leo” Phoebe hissed, tuting her tongue af Jason faces “Uh oh, baby Jason is drooling over a boy”

The hot boy, Leo, look at Jason, giving him a smirk that makes Jason miss a few heartbeats, his eyes going through the boys curls, the sharp face, the brown skin, the dark eyes, all making the boy really eye catching.

“I’m Leo”

“You are hot”

The laugh of the boy was glorious, sweet, bubbling, funny.

“I know, but i don’t know your name”

“Jason, Jason Grace, I’m eighteen”

The laugh of Phoebe popped the bubble.

“Leo’s seventeen, sorry baby, you can’t get laid”

Jason tilted his head, blinking, without getting the joke.

“We can enjoy ourselves” answered Leo “we don’t need to get too sexy”

“You are sexy” the words came out dizzy.

“And you’re drunk, do you think you can dance and use your tongue for something else?”

Jason nodded, letting Leo take him to the dance floor, gasping when the boy hugged him, moving his hips, putting his lips near the ear of Jason.

“You don’t have to be a charming knight, you can touch”

Remembering how some friends of Hylla taught him how to dance that kind of music, Jason started to dance, moving with Leo, enjoying the bubbling laugh of the shortest boy, holding his waist, moving along the back of the boy, getting, slowly, closer, the lips of Leo kissing along his neck, under the adam’s apple, his warm hands playing with the hair of Jason.

“I want to see you again” Jason muttered.

“Sorry, Chico Sexy, but I’m not from the zone”

“Me neither”

Leo pulled him near a wall, trapping himself between Jason and the wall, smiling devillish, standing on his tiptoes, kissing the corner of Jason lips, playfully.

“Where are you from?”

“Near San Francisco” Jason muttered, moving his head, trying to caught Leo’s lips “But I’m moving to New York next week”

Leo freeze, letting Jason start a kiss, moving his lips fast, holding the face of Leo, using his tongue to lick Leo’s bottom lip, bitting a little bit.

“I’m going to NYU”

Leo laugh, pushing Jason, pressing his hands on the blonds chest.

“Are you serious?”

“Yep” the word popping out of his mind, his lips leaving a trace along Leo’s sharp jaw, feeling the warm, and a little bit sweaty, skin. 

“The universe gotta be fucking kidding me” Leo sighed “If you kiss me well we could have future meetings”

Jason bent over Leo, kissing the boy, an arm holding his waist, one hand on his jaw, lifting his head, open his mouth to receive Leo’s mouth, moaning quietly, while Leo moved his leg sending stars to Jason head, the others boy mouth tasting like smoke, his hands leaving a hot feeling.

***

It was friday, Jason was walking in the campus, seeing the skyscrapers, thinking about the cloudless California sky, missing Reyna, the girl taking a few months before going into college, staying in San Juan, learning about her family, Thalia was still in California, Jason was alone in the Big Apple.

Too focus on his things, didn’t notice the boy walking in his direction, bumping with each other, both falling on the ground.

“Imbécil” muttered the boy, shaking his curly hair.

“You’re Leo” said Jason, remembering the boy he kissed back in that bar “the hot guy of the bar in LA”

“Chico Sexy” The tone was surprised, notting like the suggestive voice he used in the bar “I think the universe said you kissed me good enough”

Right. Here is it everything you ever wanted to know about fashion cuts, trends, style, all in one post.

Every example of a trend that existed is list in the above post. So get to know your styles, perfect your image and enjoy mixing trends and different eras together. 😍👌👌

Power

Jason always avoided power, he became centurion because the old one finished his time in the legion and proposed Jason for the job, he became praetor because he slayed Krios, he never felt comfortable, he was relieved when Frank took his place.

The old praetors, the ones who raised him, teached him about the old roman leaders, the sons and daughters of Jupiter, all of them falling for ambition, cursing the lives of all the people around they.

Having the title of Pontifex maximus, was terrifying, he had more power than the praetors, he could act like a dictator, or he could fail, incapable of honoring all the gods.

Standing in front of a mirror, in the house the senate gave him, he hold the robes, remembering all the meetings, the first ones, when old legionaries kept an eye on him, bored, watching the grown-ups talk, later, sitting in the back with Reyna, explaining to the young girl the work of all the people, pointing at the important ones, when he was a centurion, the youngest in more than a century, the six months he was a praetor, talking about the reconstruction of New Rome, hopping a long time with peace, now, with a new title, he was going to talk in the senate again.

“Why romans are so stuck-up?” asked Leo, while he entered the room “That's why I love greeks, just sitting in a ping pong table, drinking soda, threatening other people with knives, that's a war council, not this”

“We are not in a war council, if that's the case, I would be wearing an armor and all of my medals”

They heard Piper calling them from the door, something about Reyna waiting for them.

“You should stop worrying, we aren’t letting you get air-headed, we all are with you, to honor the minor gods, and, if your ambition gets too dangerous, I’m sure that Reyna will ground you, La Reina de Roma won’t let you destroy her kingdom”