It’s a book from 1666, by Margaret Cavendish, the Duchess of Newcastle. She was an aristocrat, philosopher, poet, scientist, fiction-writer, and playwright; the book is considered one of the earliest pieces of science fiction. I can’t say it’s the first because I’m pretty sure Johannes Kepler’s Somnium, which takes place on the Moon, takes precedence. Somnium was written in 1608 and published in 1634. But it’s up there.
The story starts with a merchant falling for a lady and kidnapping her to avoid the problem or her father’s objections. This does not go over well with God and Nature, and the boat full of kidnappers and the lady gets blown into the extreme northern ocean, where all the men on board die of the terrible bitter cold. The lady survives, and is rescued by creatures walking over the polar ice who are
in shape like Bears, only they went upright as men; those Creatures coming near the Boat, catched hold of it with their Paws, that served them instead of hands;
And then they realize that she’s not going to handle the cold of their island very well, so they take her
into another Island of a warmer temper; in which were men like Foxes, only walking in an upright shape, who received their neighbours the Bear-men with great civility and Courtship, very much admiring this beauteous Lady;
And shortly thereafter
they came into an Island where there were Men which had heads, beaks and feathers, like wild-Geese, onely they went in an upright shape, like the Bear-men and Fox-men: their rumps they carried between their legs, their wings were of the same length with their Bodies, and their tails of an indifferent size, trailing after them like a Ladie’s Garment;
And that is the moment at which I realized THEY HAD FURRIES IN 1666.
Feyre freaking Archeron. Like. DAMN. She’s such a headstrong woman, i admire her so much and look up to her. This lady literally
1. Had to raise her family at age 14
2. While raising family, was still neglected and treated poorly by said family
3. Fell in love for the first time but had to FIGHT for it, literally TORTURED only for the person she’s fighting for to not fight as hard, if not at all
4. Tortured then killed then reborn as a new creature she had to adjust to being
5. Suffered major PTSD, nightmares and vomiting included, eating disorders
6. ‘Love of her life’ practically ignoring said PTSD symptoms
7. The one thing she used to look to when she was down- painting. She stopped doing it. She stopped her passion.
8. Was looked down upon by ‘love of her life’, was told there were no such things as high ladies, felt basically useless unless planning for parties and dressing in fluffy clothes
9. Was saved by legit love of life who supports her and helps her become Feyre again but she finds out they’re mates and was once again hurt because she felt bad for getting over old love so quickly when it was actually beyond her control due to mating bond
10. Finally got back together with legit love of life, BUT NO SEPARATED AGAIN BECAUSE HYBERN
11. The people she used to work so hard for, her sisters, turned into fae against will
12. The one person she used to trust- Ianthe betrayed her by turning her sisters in.
13. Has to stay with her abuser in a single manor
14. Has to pretend to love said abuser once again
15. IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF PRYTHIAN FROM LEGIT LOVE OF LIFE
Feyre Archeron, you’ve been through so much SHIT and i truly truly admire you for still staying headstrong, a true inspiration. So SJM, thank you for such an amazing character. (And for so many more amazing characters) I wish Feyre gets the happiness she deserves in ACOWAR :)
English is not my native language! Aaaaaand I used parts of Imagine Dragons’s Monster lyrics.
Paring: Loki x reader
Warnings: fluff, angst
Summary: You go on a date with Loki, and enjoy the night fully. When you get back, something seems to bother him.
You took a final look in the mirror. The long, black dress hugged your
curves in a perfect way, the lace sleeves making you look strong, but feminine,
your green heels made you look taller than you actually were. You looked
Suddenly someone knocked on your door. You walked over and opened it, to
find Loki in a black suit, hair laid back. His green tie caught your attention,
and you wanted to pull him close and never let go of him. His mouth curved into
a smile when he saw you.
“You look marvelous, love.” He said, his eyes lit up.
“You don’t look that bad yourself, god.” You teased. He smirked at the ‘nickname’
you had given him. He was, after all, a god.
I know it’s popular to believe Eliza was active in her legacy; that she chose to be so silent.
But from everything I’ve read, none of that appears to be true. She didn’t recede into the background at any point during her life. She did things and she had the ear of many people, and she took advantage of that. She reveled in her role as the widow of Alexander Hamilton, the daughter of General Philip Schuyler, the favorite of George Washington. She was invited to travel with Lafayette up the Hudson in 1824. They gave her the royal treatment up the Mississippi on her way to visit William in the 1830s. The president came to see her on New Year’s Day in 1853. Do you know that social causes became so popular in NYC in the early 19th century in part so you could rub shoulders with Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton? She worked for causes she cared about for fifty years, and she was celebrated for that during her life (and in the few years after)! They appreciated who she was and what she’d accomplished and knew she was a great lady and worthy of praise and admiration.
To look at what she got during her life from the people of her time and then to look at how historians treat her–by putting the silent woman narrative on her–they’re just trying to justify their own lack of interest. And they use the fact that she burned her letters to her husband (a totally normal act for women of her time) as some great excuse for their laziness.
I headcanon dwarves as having PCOS. The ability to grow facial hair,
more fat on the body (especially stomach area), the very low fertility
rates of dwarves as a species. I just wish there was more admiration for
dwarf ladies with stubble and beards; it would help me feel more
comfortable with the fact that I grow one too. The fact that most of the
fandom just ignores this makes me feel like it’s something to be
Request: Pre apocalypse- you’re pregnant with Negans baby. You just found out about his affair. When you tell him that your pregnant you put the divorce on hold. He proves that he loves you and it was a mistake. And is there for you and the baby. - Anon
Pairings: Negan x Reader (pre-apocalypse)
Warnings: language. angst.
Note: I sort of tweaked this request a tiny bit but it works great I promise.
Two Weeks Ago
You grabbed the laundry basket tightly and held it against you as you made your way to the laundry room in your home. Kicking the door open with your foot, you tossed the basket onto the dryer. You stared to sort through the clothes and toss them into the washer one by one. When the basket was almost empty, the home phone suddenly began to ring, a shrill noise echoing off of the walls.
Dropping what you were doing, you trotted out to the living room. Finding the phone lying on the small side table beside the couch, you picked it up and pressed answer. You didn’t get a chance to say hello or any other greeting since a voice started to speak immediately.
REQUESTED: a one shot of JB and y/n and she’s a super tomboy and JB (secretly likes her). The rest of Got7 try to get her to give being a little more feminine a chance and JB falls for her feminine charm.
Reader (you) x Jaebum ft members of GOT7
Word Count: 1365
Warnings: none :)
note: here you go, my dear! I hope you like this one haha! when i was writing this scenario, i thought of weightlifting fairy. i mean it kind of spoke out to me while writing this so… yeah haha! happy reading and take care! -admin
You were a tomboy and everyone knew that. You wore pants or sweats everyday, wore little makeup on your face, and just didn’t really care about your looks that often. People would always tease you on how you would never get a guy if you kept acting like a toyboy. But you didn’t care, it was your personality and a guy would just have to accept that if he really loved you. And that was what Jaebum liked about you the most. How you were always confident and how you didn’t care about what people thought about you. You just lived your life freely.
The members knew about Jaebum’s secret crush on you and would occasionally tease him about it. And they also knew that you liked Jaebum as well. The members were like the gap between two sides and they wanted to do something to close in the gap. So, they decided to give you a call and plan a surprise for Jaebum. Their mission was to make you look more feminine.
You heard your phone ring on the counter as you sat in front of the TV with an ice cream tub. Sighing to yourself, you forced your body up from the couch and picked up your phone.
“Hello?” You answered the call.
“Noona!” You heard Bambam yell through the phone that almost made your ear deaf. You smiled to yourself after hearing Bambam’s cheery voice and the member’s loudly talking in the background.
“Hey, Bam. What’s up?” You said through the phone.
“Remember that time for my birthday, you gave me a card, that gave me permission to be spoiled by you.” Bambam stated. You hummed in response as you remembered that time when Bambam’s birthday came around, you gave him that card so that when he wanted to be spoiled on a shopping spree, he would use it with you.
“Are you planning to use that today?” You asked, as you made your way back to the couch and sat down.
There was a moment of silence through the phone before Bambam replied back, “Yes, but I want to change it a bit.”
“Okay,” You said, “What are you planning to do?”
“Meet me at the address I’m about to text you and you’ll see.” Bambam noted before hanging up the phone. You sighed to yourself as you wondered on what Bambam could’ve possibly wanted from you. You felt your phone vibrate again and you looked down to see the address Bambam had texted you. The address seemed familiar until you realized it was the hair salon that you would usually go to to get a haircut. You furrowed your eyebrows and thought of different things Bambam wanted from a hair salon. Did he want to dye his hair again?
You quickly got dressed into some comfortable clothes and ran out the door. You took the bus to the hair salon, which took around thirty minutes to arrive, and met up with Bambam and a few other members from GOT7. You sighed to yourself as you saw Jackson and Jinyoung wave at you, feeling a bit uneasy about this situation.
“(Y/N).” Jackson greeted you as you walked towards them. Putting his arm around your shoulder, he pulled you in for a hug.
You pushed away from the strong man and smiled brightly, “What are we doing here?”
“We,” Bambam said as he approached you out of nowhere, “Are going to make you look pretty for tonight.”
“What?” You huffed out in disbelief. “What’s tonight? And why do I have to dress up?”
“It’s what I want, noona. Please?” Bambam begged you as he held up the card you gave him for his birthday. You looked at the three guys in front of you, with your mouth gaping opening. If it weren’t for Bambam’s begging and the card he was holding, you would’ve shut down the idea. But seeing the desperation in the boys faces, you decided to comply with their plan.
“Fine.” You finally said, as you watched the boys smile from your answer. “Just once day.”
You let out a heavy sigh as Bambam dragged you into the hair salon to get your hair done. For about an hour, you sat on the chair as the hairdresser fixed your hair, making it look healthy and new. Once your hair was done, the boys dragged you out of the place and to a closeby mall where they spoiled you with clothes you probably wouldn’t even wear, ever. But you decided to keep your mouth shut and went along with the boys. Bambam chose out your clothes for you which was a black, off the shoulder, dress that fitted your complexion. As for your makeup, you went into a store and got one of those mini makeovers Jinyoung suggested to do. After three hours of running around, you were finally dressed up nicely and the boys were completely satisfied with their work.
“Now you look like a real lady.” Bambam noted as he admired you from afar.
“Did I not look like a lady before?” You sassed at Bambam, completely insecure about your outfit.
“No, you look perfect everyday, (Y/N).” Jinyoung reassured you as he lead you out of the mall and into a car. But instead of the boys getting in with you, they stood outside the car and waved you goodbye.
“Wait, you’re not coming with me?” You asked, suddenly panicking because the boys were leaving you behind.
“Good luck!” Jackson yelled as he jumped up and down excitedly, obviously hyped about something they planned. And those were the last words you heard from them as the car started to drive off to a different place. After a few minutes of silence in the car, it stopped right in front of a fancy restaurant that shocked you. Were you set on a blind date with someone the boys wanted you to be with? Even though they knew your feelings about Jaebum, they set out a very detailed plan for today. If the person you were meeting wasn’t Jaebum, you weren’t going to complain because the boys did so much work to put you in this spot.
Fixing your dress, you slowly entered the fancy building and greeted the waiter by the door. You told them your name and they immediately knew who you were. Telling you to follow them, you walked down a long beautiful hallway and into a private room where you were faced with a man in a suit, his broad back facing you. Thanking the waiter, you stepped forward and played with your fingers as you hoped for the person to turn around to face you.
And it was like time stopped, the person turned his back to reveal his face. And it truly shocked you. His hair slicked back, dressed well in a suit, and his handsome smile plastered on his face, you couldn’t help but melt to your knees. Jaebum stood in front of you, the nervousness in his actions speaking out to you. But once he took a good look at you, his expression changed. He eyed you from head to toe and smiled brightly, his cheeks turning red.
“Uh, yeah,” You coughed, trying to relieve the awkward tension in the air, “Bambam, Jinyoung and Jackson made me dress up today.”
It was quiet but you heard what Jaebum whispered under his breath, “Damn, now it’s harder to hide my feelings for her.”
“What?” You said, stepping forward towards Jaebum as his eyes flickered up to meet yours.
“Uh, sit down.” Jaebum said, as he pulled out your chair. “Let’s have dinner.”
You both had a very nice dinner full of laughter and deep talks. You were always happy with Jaebum because he treated you like no other guy had treated you. He treated you like a princess and to be honest, you liked that. After a long night at the fancy restaurant, Jaebum finally confessed his feelings towards you and you were beyond happy that he felt the same way. And you had to thank the boys for setting you two up because it was a moment you would never forget.
ariana grande throughout 2016; “If you’re going to rave about how sexy a male artist looks with his shirt off, and a woman decides to get in her panties or show her boobies for a photo shoot, she needs to be treated with the same awe and admiration. I will say it until I’m an old-ass lady with my tits out at Whole Foods. I’ll be in the produce aisle, naked at 95, with a sensible ponytail, one strand of hair left on my head and a Chanel bow. Mark my words. See you there with my 95 dogs.”
If you’re going to rave about how sexy a male artist looks with his shirt off and a woman decides to get in her panties or show her boobies for a photo shoot, she needs to be treated with the same awe and admiration. I will say it until I’m an old-ass lady with my tits out at Whole Foods. I’ll be in the produce aisle, naked at 95, with a sensible ponytail, one strand of hair left on my head and a Chanel bow. Mark my words. See you there with my 95 dogs.
Imagine there’s a war going between Asgard and Muspelheim and all the soldiers in Asgard have to fight. You are a formidable strategist who works with the council because of your skill. But the things seem to be too good for Asgard so you are required to fight alongside Thor, Loki, the Warriors Three and Lady Sif. You all know each other and you have such a huge respect for each other.
At the dawn of what will be the final battle, you are all getting ready and Loki goes to your tent. The truth is that he had admired your work at the palace and finds remarkable that you will fight though it’s not your speciality. He asks you to be near him in the battle, swearing he will protect you no matter what, something that surprises you because you are not close. Before going back to his own tent, he cups of your face and kisses you. At the beginning with desperation, but once you reciprocate, with sweetness. When you both pull apart and before he leaves, he whispers:
Prompt: I’m all about spreading the love to Broody McBroody Pants. So if you still have a spot, how about a BrucexReader and the sentence “Fancy meeting you here.” Have fun with it. And it can totes be angsty if you feel the need lol Thanks so much dear! By @hey-haylee
A/N: I had an angsty idea for this, but I thought this was cute and couldn’t resist.
Bruce sighed as he took a long sip of champagne. Despite the years of attending charity galas and high society events, he always reached a point during the night where it was extremely hard to pretend he was enjoying himself.
In the past, he had used his children as an excuse to leave out early, but this was an event for his own company and he needed to see things through to the end. He smiled and excused himself from a conversation he no longer knew the topic for. He slipped out onto the balcony to get some fresh air.
Once outside, he noticed a woman sitting on a bench nearby. He smirked as he approached her.
“Fancy meeting you here.” He greeted as he sat down. “I see I am not the only one who needed to escape the crowd.”
The woman’s eyes were dancing with laughter as she turned to look at him. “It was a bit stuffy in there, so I came out here to be alone.”
“I can see why. A lovely lady like you must have flocks of admirers following her around.” Bruce teased gently.
“Yeah, but my husband doesn’t let them get too close.” Y/N said with a small smile.
“Your husband?” Bruce exclaimed. “Who is the lucky devil who managed to get you to marry him?”
Y/N threw her head back and laughed. “I’m sorry, Bruce, but I couldn’t do it anymore.” She giggled.
He chuckled as he played with her wedding ring. “That’s fine with me. I’d much rather not have to contend with the imaginary husband of my very real, very beautiful wife.”
“You’re incorrigible.” Y/N huffed as she watched him kiss the back of her hand.
“And yet you married me anyways.” He said softly. “I would love to sit out here and watch the stars with you, but we should get back inside before one of our children gets into mischief.”
Y/N sighed as she stood up. Bruce offered her his arm before leading her inside. Maybe this night wasn’t as unbearable as he had originally thought.