Whenever you’re feeling down, just remember that Mulan was a real person.
Hua Mulan went to war at 15 years old and eventually led the army for almost a decade, leading countless attacks and winning victories for China. Decorated with honors, she returned home to her happy, living parents. When her army friends visited her, they found out that she was a woman and accepted it.
Next excuse for limiting women’s rights, please.
When beggars die, there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.
/suddenly gets massive hamlet/horatio feels
imagine that horatio has heard this before but he’s like i’m a scholar i don’t believe in such superstitiion
and then after hamlet dies he goes outside and sees a shooting star and he’s suddenly reminded and just
agh my feels
speaking of hamlet:
My lord, you played once i’ the university, you say?
That did I, my lord; and was accounted a good actor.
What did you enact?
I did enact Julius Caesar: I was killed i’ the
Capitol; Brutus killed me.
It was a brute part of him to kill so capital a calf
1) Julius Caesar was written a couple years before Hamlet (1599 vs 1601), so Shakespeare did a shoutout to his own play. He’s just like me and Intel /bricked
2) based on this, in the play Jules Caesar is some form of drama that has existed since Polonius went to school, so it’s entirely likely Horatio has seen/studied it.
please consider for a moment though: horatio arriving at elsinore a good scholar and a good skeptic (‘Horatio says ‘tis but our fantasy/and will not let belief take hold of him’ Marcellus says about the ghost 'tush tush twill not appear' Horatio assures the guards) but horatio sees the ghost he /speaks/ to the ghost and the ghost obeys that old superstition Horatio once heard that no spirit can walk the earth when the cock crowsand now he ‘in part’ believes it and then the ghost speaks to Hamlet and it tells Hamlet secrets no one but his father could know and Hamlet proves that the ghost’s words are true and good scholar and good skeptic that he is Horatio now has to believe it all in more than part and when Fortinbras has heard the story when they finally tear Hamlet’s corpse away from Horatio he wanders out into the frozen courtyard and there’s a meteor showerthe geminids or the quadrantids maybe and for a moment it looks like the heavens themselves are collapsing (good. let them. Horatio thinks) and then he remembers that evening with Hamlet at Wittenberg when the players came with a new play about the death of Ceaser (Hamlet cried over Cassius’ death. And again over Brutus’. And even over Titinius who the fuck is was /he/ anyway?) and he remembers the old player’s words”the heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes” and he remembers Hamlet’s words ”there are more things in heaven and earth Horatio than are dreamt of in our philosophy” and he just breaks wow okay I swear in didn’t set out to write a whole fic here tragic danish boyfriends junior prince of denmark (x)
everyone’s grandparents seem to have really cute stories of how they met, and like my grandparents met when my grandma was running away from police during a protest and she jumped on the back of my grandads motorcycle and just screamed “DRIVE FUCKING DRIVE”
I dunno man I think that story’s pretty fuckin cute.