Ching Shih

Independent Black Sails/Multi-Fandom RP Blog based on the historical figure of Ching Shih. Semi-Selective, NSFW Themes Please read rules before interacting.

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Hard blue hues, slide towards the one who spoke. A slight narrowing of her gaze, that both measures as well as already half dismisses. She’s in no mood for company, but then when is she ever? But the woman’s words, strike a cord in her. A vague curiosity that Cha will–for now–humor.

     “S a n i t y —               so  that                      is what they seek is it?”

The words slide from her tongue like silk might pass over sanded wood. She fails to see how one might incur such a thing for a single night in a harlots bed. It is such a passing thing…a momentary pass time. Why do they waste their fortunes on such a frivilious thing as sanity, when the world was there’s for the taking. Out there upon the decks of their ships.

       "Flies…                tethered to a  s p i d e r ’ s web.”

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   “ Men are not hard to understand, and they are     a prey almost too easy caught. “    Indeed, they had been an easy study even when    she had been a child - lust and greed were one and    the same with them (though she supposed the same    could have been said of humanity in general) and in    the rough lives that pervaded Nassau they offered    comfort through familiarity with the violence, loneliness,    and sickness that walked hand in hand with the fate they    had chosen.    Inwardly, Ching Shih sighed. It was not the sort of    place she wished to be, loathing such places after    escaping one that had for so long been a source of    nightmares. So, she brooded, fixing the same    unamused and slightly annoyed expression on her    face as she sipped her baijiu.    “ It is familiar distraction, and men at sea    find safe harbour in indulging greed left to starve    for so long. “

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☠ ➳ Black Sails; VII.

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“We trusted her and she betrayed us.” “What a day I missed.” “Well, do you want something up your ass?” “I’m terribly sorry if I’ve ruined your morning, but at the moment I happen to have quite a lot on my mind.” “How can you run a brothel here and not make money?” “Don’t you dare leave me here.” “Jesus! The fuck did they do to you?” “Well, chew a man’s throat out, it tends to make an impression.” “I would like the chance to explain myself.” “What I did, I did out of love, and with every intention of staying here with you to help you find a safer, more settled life, a life you deserve.” “It was not your decision to make. My life is my own.” “Now you think you can just waltz back in here and pick up from where we left off like nothing happened?” “No man is rich who could have a lot more by doing less.” “How did you know to seek me out?” “What the fuck did you just say?” “Where are you going?” “I’m tired of this. I’m tired of the energy it takes to believe you. To believe in you.” “When it’s done, you and I will quietly go our separate ways, and I’ll thank you not to protest.” “You’re a thief.” “Are you suggesting we keep this secret?” “The odds are decidedly not in your favor.” “Could not have been easy coming back here. Must have taken great strength.” “You don’t know me, but you once did when I was the lowest among you.” “Follow me, and I will show you what life is.” “I’m proud of you.” “Our hands are clean and you are most likely, well, dead.” “A dead cargo is a worthless cargo.” “I warned you this place would not be any different, but do not give up hope.” “I’ll need to know your secret to putting up with her.” “The truth is there is no controlling her, is there?” “Do you know what you’ve done?” “If he’d have shown anyone before I discovered him, but for dumb luck, I’d be dead.” “You know I would never intentionally put you in any kind of danger.” “What was your intent? What was it?” “Have you no memory of how we got here? What they took from us?” “Because there is no life here. There is no joy here. There is no love here.” “What are you talking about?! What do you think I’m out there fighting for if not to make all those things possible here?” “You’ll fight a war so we can make a life?” “This ends when I grant them my forgiveness, not the other way around.” “This path you’re on it doesn’t lead where you think it does.” “Right now at this moment, it is just as likely you’re the one that dies as I am.” “So pull your head from your ass and let’s both live to fight another day.” “If you’re to stay with me, I need to know that I can trust you.” “If you need me, I will be here for you.” “I’ll have you know I have slit men’s throats while they have wept, begging my forbearance, and slept soundly that very night.” “Who the fuck do you think you’re accusing?” “In my experience, if you do not discipline a whore, she will always take advantage.” “Get your fucking house in order.” “Perhaps a little doubt in me is called for.” “Tell me we’re not crazy, you and I.” “I believe if there’s anyone who can do what’s necessary to make it something better, it’s you.” “Perhaps, just perhaps, you’re a goddamn genius.”

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John Silver in Black Sails Episode 3.01  (x)

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Your love makes my heart brave.

six word story // iammyss (via flinthearted)

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He comes out of no where. One arm snaking around the small woman, and lifting her right off her feet. One hand over her mouth, that he removed once they were hidden in the near by alley way. Mouth to her ear, a question laced in a chuckle. "Miss me, Rope Rat?"

    The chill that trickled down her spine at the sound of his     voice was a flash of lightning in the dark of a storm - familiar,     comforting, but as hot as a piece of red hot iron as his lips     brushed the sensitive flesh of her ear. Shih shivered, unable     to resist the urge as she fought a furious, joyful smile that won     out to break across her features as bright as the dawn.    “ You should know better than to grab me, “ she teased, her threat     hollow as she remained still in his grasp. By the gods, it was real     - he was real, he was alive, and he had found her again.     Despite her desire to turn around the she-pirate remained where she     was, breathing in the rich scent of leather and sea water that enveloped     her like his massive arms and leaning back into his much larger body.    “ … Aye. “

[infamysdaughter]

She watches from the corner of the inn. Separate from the crew with which she serves. Studying how quick they are to spend what they’ve won. Curious what it is about the  women upon their laps, draped upon their  shoulders that so quickly turns them into drunken fools. 

Lithe fingers set a half filled mug to her lips, and she takes a stout bite from it. Head tilting to the side, much like a cat that has caught sight of a mouse. As if the new angle might give her some new perspective with which to finally understand her fellow crewmen’s infatuations.

        “…all that coin….                   —-such a waste on such passing fancies….”

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    The tavern was full, the air thick with the sounds of     filthy songs, laughter, and cries of lust. It was very     nearly overwhelming - it would have been if it had not     been such a familiar sight to Ching Shih.     She understood it, she’d had to in order to survive and     thrive before she had been whisked away by a pirate prince.     Once, she had been one of those pretty things painted up,     singing pretty songs of desire and affection into eager ears     and she knew the night that awaited each and every one      of the women in that tavern.     With the exception of the woman sitting nearby with an     equally calculating glare of judgement, who was very      obviously not one such creature of lust there to sell herself.       “ Gold purchasing sanity for one                                       more day is no waste. ”