Disney In Color  ⇨  pink.

some video essays that make me go absolutely bonkers fucking yonkers:

how media scares us: the work of junji ito

control, anatomy, and the legacy of the haunted house

joel schumacher’s phantom of the opera: a video essay

who’s afraid of modern art: vandalism, video games, and fascism

the most disturbing painting

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

van gogh’s ugliest masterpiece

a brief history of the dead in art

the nightmare artist

horror books have lost their identity

gone girl — don’t underestimate the screenwriter

“The Loving Dead” is now posted!

(Soulmates AU) Steph gets her soulmate's name on her 18th birthday - and it's a dead guy! How is that fair? Her soulmate had better not be a zombie!

Rated E / NSFW

Featuring: JaySteph!

@fyeahjaysteph

@jason-rarepairs

@steph-rarepairs

books about poc written by poc

[disclaimer: while these books have been recommended to me by other people of colour i have not read all of them, and so i don’t know how good/accurate they are so please keep that in mind!] 

- More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera (young adult, lgbt, contemporary, romance)

- Felix Ever After by Kacen Callender (young adult, contemporary, lgbt, romance)

- The Henna Wars by Adiba Jaigirdar (contemporary, young adult, lgbt, romance)

- Love From A to Z by S.K. Ali (romance, contemporary, young adult)

- You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson (young adult, contemporary, lgbt, romance)

- In the Time of the Butterflies by Julia Alvarez (historical fiction)

- How the Garcia Girls Lost Their Accents by Julia Alvarez (young adult, historical fiction)

- Loveboat, Taipei by Abigail Hing Wen (young adult, contemporary, romance)

- The Sun Is Also a Star by Nicola Yoon (young adult, contemporary, romance)

- Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera (young adult, LGBT)

- What We Were Promised by Lucy Tan (contemporary)

- How Long ‘til Black Future Month? by N.K Jemisin (fantasy, science fiction, short stories)

- Warcross by Marie Lu (young adult, dystopian, science fiction, fantasy)

- A Very Large Expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi (young adult, contemporary, romance)

- The Hundred Secret Senses by Amy Tan (historical fiction)

- Let’s Talk About Love by Claire Kann (contemporary, romance, LGBT)

- Gods of Jade and Shadow by Silvia Moreno-Garcia (historical fiction, fantasy)

- Girl, Woman, Other by Bernardine Evaristo (contemporary, LGBT, short stories)

other lists:

YA books about POC by POC

YA Books by Muslim Authors

80 Young Adult Books by Black Authors

Refusing the Narrative: Books to Educate Yourself

How to be well-read without ever having to read anything by a white man ever again

Queer Desi Lit

First

The first time Annabeth saw Rachel she was angry, and a little jealous; she and Percy were going to the movies, and then to the camp, have a nice summer and avoid getting killed by the titans, the last summer before Percy turned sixteen, but the pretty annoying girl was asking about the empousai, and yes, Annabeth was a little airheaded around mortals, but nobody can blame her, right? She was half god, she knew the truth about the world, the knowledge is power and she was really powerful.

Leading the quest was cool, at the beginning, years wanting a quest, and now, she was the leader, the Oracle gave her a prophecy, she was going to Dedalus’ maze, all was promising, but the labyrinth tricked her, and it was really terrifying to be in the dark, not really knowing were she was leading her friends.

In the Mt. Saint Helens, seeing at Percy eyes, she knew he would rather die than let she get hurt, in that moment, Annabeth understood she loved him, he was her best friend, and living in a world without Percy was terrifying that kind of world would kill her, afraid, she kissed him and ran away, following the spider, falling on her knees, thanks to the explosion, crying, entering Hephaestus’ forge, the god pitying her, giving the spider the order to take her to the camp.

Dirty and bloody, Annabeth emerged from the ground, crying, shaking, Quiron and Clarisse running at her place, the old centaur hugging her, carrying Annabeth to the infirmary, and hour later she calmed down, but, when an Apollo kid asked about Percy she started again.

·The first week she laid on her bed, in Athena’s cabin, listening to the whispers of her siblings, everybody thought Percy and Annabeth were the endgame, she was conscious about the running bets, when they were going to date, who will take the first step, she even thought they will end together, but, even if Percy was alive, she wasn’t really sure about them being a couple, she feel ashamed to dislike the kiss, it felt silly to think about a kiss, her best friend could be death, the fate of Olympus could be on Nico’s hand, and the boy was listening to Minos, she was smarter than a silly girl, head full of boys, she had to fulfil the mission, her love life wasn’t important.

Annabeth’s skin was aching, she felt uncomfortable near Rachel, her hair was beautiful, shiny, her skin looked healthy and soft, she was delicate, prettier than Annabeth, with her muscular arms, thanks to the training, messy hair and scarred body, her hands were soft, small, short nails, painted, Annabeth discovered, holding her hand while Percy fought, the girl shacking, the need to calm her destabilizing Annabeth.

Her voice was sweet, high pitched, like a bird song, listening her speak was good, and finding common interest, stopped the antics of Annabeth, her green eyes shining while she talked.

After the battle, Annabeth kept thinking on Rachel, maybe was a coping mechanism, better wonder about the mortal girl than all her comrades deaths, the camp, now actually conscious about the war, was less funny and summery, grim, and she wasn’t going to talk to Percy, the things really awkward after Mt. Saint Helens, they just stay at the docks, sitting in silence.

Sending letters was a tradition for Percy and Annabeth, most of them wrote in ancient Greek, the fourth letter came with photos, a second letter, from Rachel, explaining something about an exposition, models of buildings around the globe.

It became their thing, Annabeth and Rachel were pen pals, sending letters weekly, and it was really refreshing, talking to someone normal, no friendly demigods or satyrs on her school, she freely writing about the annoying monsters, the worries of school and her average live, Rachel rambling about artists she found, her father pushing her, it was really good to have a friend outside camp.

In the winter, Annabeth went to camp, and she take a day out to be with Rachel, their conversations felling warmer than the letters, the girl looking pretty all blushed, thanks to the cold, her body warm, when she hugged to say good bye, goose bumps shaking Annabeth, feeling really good on Rachel’s arms.

For the gods sake, she was in the middle of the war, she was stabbed and poisoned, and, while Percy told her about his weak point, she was thinking about Rachel, wondering if she was in the city, sleeping in the street, looking at Percy worried face, Annabeth loved Percy, her best friend, but she didn’t love him like a boyfriend, “I think I like Rachel” she admitted, “I think she likes you too” was the answer of Percy.

When Rachel’s helicopter fell from the sky, Annabeth’s instincts took the control, flying on the pegasi, maneuvered the machine and hugged Rachel, she wanted so bad to kiss her, felling terrified about the idea of losing her, she does, a little smooch on her lips, angry hot tears falling from her eyes, holding the girl.

Annabeth is holding the seahorse neck tight, worried about Rachel, wondering about the girl, Peleo, the dragon, could kill her, or she could fall on the forest, killed by the monsters, her hearth bumping on her ears, when they are on the Big House she understands, thinking about the prophecy, maybe it wasn’t about Luke or Percy, not about losing them, the love she is losing is Rachel’s.

@pjofemslashweek

wear a different perfume when you commit murder fuckin amateurs 

Death

After being in the Tartarus, Nico was really anxious, when he was alone he yearned for human connection.

In the day was easy, the Mediterranean sun heating his skin, the bright blue sky, holding Hazel's hand, in the night, it was hard, they weren't enough rooms, and he can't go to Percy nor Annabeth's, the little room they gave him was small, triggering the memories of the jar in Rome.

Because of that, he was, most of the nights, in the mast, the sea smell calming him, so different from the toxic Tartarus air.

In the nights, he and Leo started to converse, it was easy, and the boy's voice calmed him, he knew when Nico wants to listen and when to talk.

After Eros, Jason tag along too, and the three of them enjoyed the company of each other.

When Leo died, Jason and Nico became closer, sharing activities in Camp Half-Blood, talking about temples, gods, and aesthetics.

They searched together for Leo, and, when Jason took the decision to study in Pasadena, Nico almost enters the school too.

Later, when Leo, Calypso, and Apollo departed, a bad feeling burned in the chest of Nico, Will, worried, advise to follow his guts, but Nico can't, not knowing what was going to happen.

But he dreamed, the night Caligula killed Jason, he woke up, sweaty and teary, shocked.

He felt the death of Leo, but, thanks to the physician cure, he didn't see his soul been judged in the underworld, the absence of his life like a hole on his chest.

Maybe, he thought, when his father spoke about unavoidable deaths, he was talking about Octavian and Leo, but, perhaps the Fates decided someone of the seven had to die, the storm or the fire, and, by the trick of Leo, he had doomed Jason.

The son of Hephaestus went back to Camp Half-Blood, tired, his eyes gloomy, destroyed, as he had the same realization that Nico, he caused Jason's death.

Nico hugged him, whispering sweet words to the boy, talking about Elysium, and the promise to talk to Jason's ghost, at least to say goodbye.

iconic!

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”

online library so far:

margaret atwood

the brontës (the complete works is a MASSIVE file fyi)

anne carson

hélène cixous

bell hooks

clarice lispector

audre lorde

virginia woolf

compilations

feminist theory

academic writing (both books and articles)

everything here is in pdf format so you should be able to download and read it on any device. it’s slow going because i have a lot of epubs that i have to convert before uploading and the folders i’ve listed here are neither complete nor comprehensive, but it’s a start! 

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