OK, he thinks. She’s small and she’s warm, and what the hell is he supposed to do now? What if—God, what if she starts crying?
Tell her a story. Tell her the one about the starship captain who died, but that wasn’t the end; it was just the beginning. Tell her he’s that strong, and if he could make it through that, there’s nothing he can’t do to protect her.
But he knows it isn’t true. She should know it isn’t.
Tell her, here’s the thing. Sometimes dads die. Or—eventually—they all do.
Shit, he thinks. I’m bad at this.
Of course he is. Nobody ever taught him how to—
No; he’s got this. Mom told him stories. The one about the starship captain who died and that was the end—the end of one story, so another story could get its beginning. ‘Your grandma’s a badass. And, look, don’t tell anyone I said that, all right? I’m gonna be in trouble if badass is your first word.’
He covers her ears. The pulse at her temple in her soft head fits into his palms. At some point, they finally stopped sweating.
OK, he thinks. She’s small and she’s warm and she’s his and she isn’t his. This is the first time he’s held her and she hasn’t started crying.
Tell her a story. Tell her the one about the starship captain who had no idea what he was doing and did it anyway. Tell her, that’s happiness. That terror. You don’t know how to love—but here you are, loving.
'Yeah,' he says. 'I drool in my sleep, too.'
She must have gotten that from him.
This stopped my heart…i just relogged another stupid picture
IM SORRY ITS JUST THAT….WELL ITS 9:02
THIS IS WHY I SHOULDN’T LURK GODDAMNIT.
FUCK YOU ALL!!!
Jfc must fucking reblog fuck you.
I GOT THE SALT
i would just like to say that it is ENTIRELY Supernatural’s fault that i’m reblogging this.
it’s tumblr’s fault that it’s supernatural’s fault that i’m reblogging this
Is this the female titan?
There is literally nothing better than a sexy, badass lady.
CHING MOTHERFUCKING SHIH
This lady was such a badass, I can’t count the ways, but let’s try.
She got married to an already successful pirate, Zheng Yi, and took over when he died. She was crazy strict to keep an iron fist over her fleet of pirates, and the punishments for stepping out of line were brutal. If you stole or looted from a town that provided assistance or tribute to the pirate fleet, Ching would chop your fucking head off with a battle axe and dump your lifeless body in the ocean. If you stole from the pirate treasury, or she thought you were stealing from the pirate treasury, Ching would chop your fucking head off dump your lifeless body in the ocean. Raping any captured female prisoners was punishable by immediate death. Fuck, if you had consensual sex while on duty you got your head chopped off and the woman was chucked off the boat no matter where they were at. Ching wasn’t fucking around, and she wanted to make damn sure you weren’t fucking around when you should have been working.
Two years after she took over, she got so notorious for ransacking towns and taking taxes on them that she pissed off the entire Chinese government, and sent out a massive fleet to bring her in line. Most pirates probably would’ve said this was out of their pay grade and taken off to hide out or ransack some other country.
Ching Shih said fuck that.
She not only faced them head on, she wiped the floor with them, killing hundreds and capturing sixty-something ships from the Imperial Fleet. Prisoners were given the choice of joining up or being executed on the spot. The Admiral of the Chinese navy, Kwo Lang, was so afraid of being captured by her or going back to admit he’d been beaten by her that he committed suicide.
For the next two years, Ching Shih not only kept on pirating, she fought off Chinese forces as well as Dutch and British warships that the navy called in to help. Finally the government gave up and offered her amnesty as well as amnesty for her then SEVENTEEN THOUSAND crewman. Ching Shih got to keep all her plunder, so she retired to the countryside where she opened up a brothel and lived until she was 69.
tldr: I’ve come to terms with the reality that I’ll never be as terrifyingly badass as this woman was.
i will be as badass as she
You know, I heard of her, but I’d either forgotten or never heard that she grew old and retired having never been brought down or defeated ever.
She won being a pirate.
She got history’s high score.
Children. They were teaching children.
Rowena, Godric, Salazar; they tended to forget that. They saw young minds, young acolytes - eyes that would look up to them. Not innocence. Not childish wonder.
Toughen them, said Godric.
Make them smart, said Rowena.
And ambitious, above all, said Salazar.
But war and the real world; that was not where children belonged. Aye, they would belong one day, but it was not their part to turn them cruel, make them hard, make their eyes dart sideways always looking for ways to twist the world to further their own ends. They were to protect them. Shield them from the worst so that some good, some kindness would find its way into an ever darkening world. To give them weapons and teach them how to use them, but never tell them that those weapons were their only hope.
She’d seen in all the battles she’d rode out to just how dark the world could be. Was it not their duty to bring light into this world? To fight darkness with light; not with more darkness - with divisiveness and strife and hatred?
I will take them all, she said.
I will protect the ones you will not. I will save them. I will give them a home. They will be the last rays of all that is good in this world. I will teach them kindness. I will teach them loyalty. I will teach them selflessness.
I will teach them how to be the backbone, the heart of this world. I will teach them how to stand steadfast, when all hope is lost.
I will teach them how to be human, to be more than just one single word.
No, she knew, theirs would not be an easy path, or a glorious one. They would have no songs. No great tales in books. No laurels. No consolation, no thanks.
But they would be the reason why, when the darkness finally came, all of them in all their different colours would stand shoulder to shoulder and draw their wands as brothers in arms.
Not for achievements. Not for trophies. Not for power.
For goodness. For hope.
And when the time came for them to choose the words that would forever guide the children that would come to them, Helga smiled and engraved, upon a bronze plaque, these words:
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.
(But her students remembered a very different set of words. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.)
(Helga Hufflepuff requested by boney-eyes-jefferson)
#and this my friends is why no one is quite sure what a hufflepuff really is#the answer is: everyone #they come in a million different shapes and sizes#they could be braver than gryffindors #and more cunning and more ambitious than slytherins #even smarter than ravenclaws #but they all come to hufflepuff #and there learn to be loyal and fair and goodhearted #and that quite possibly #is why hufflepuff has hardly any dark witches and wizards #because they have learnt how to be the very last line of defence #before chaos takes over the world #and thisTHIS is the sleeping dragon you do not tickle #because if they can’t protect the earth you can be damned well sure they’ll avenge it #look i gave myself hufflepuff feels
things you don’t point out about people:
- body hair in places you’re not used to it being???
- fat rolls/curves
- how much/how little they’re eating
- how skinny they are/what bones they can see because of how skinny they are
- How fat they are.
- If they have crooked or misaligned teeth maybe even yellowed
- If they sweat a lot
don’t do it
it bothers me that Kansas and Arkansas are not pronounced the same
I’m from the UK and I have been pronouncing Arkansas as Ar-Kansas my whole life
For all my non-american friends, Arkansas is pronounced ark-an-saw
DRUNK HISTORY IS THE BEST SHOW
THEY LITTERALLY INVITE HISTORIANS OVER AND GET THEM DRUNK AS FUCK. THEN THEY HAVE THEM TELL A STORY ABOUT HISTORY, AND HAVE ACTORS ACT IT OUT.
No but no joke, this show is the fucking best thing ever to watch when you’re drunk or high with friends like we could not breathe the other night it was the best
I’ve never even heard of this!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you tumblr… Thank you