everything must be punched

anonymous asked:

Is there a story behind the blue jacket?

kind of. 

besides me being a fashion bombshell, even in the midst of wwii, the jacket was nice and warm and full of pockets. which is always a nice thing when you have to literally carry everything you need with you everywhere you go.

but on top of that, i grew up with tiny pre-human-lab-rat steve. among a very long list of medical issues which fueled his must-punch-everything attitude, steve was colorblind. (in a very typically steve move, he decided to become an artist, despite not being able to see half the colors out there.) 

 the modern term for what he was is ‘protanopia’ which is a type of red-green colorblindness which meant his ability to see the color red was not so great. pretty much everything in the red spectrum got toned down to taupes and greys, and yellows and greens were kinda muted. but his ability to see the color blue was basically unimpaired, so blue things stood out in his field of vision. back in the day, i wore a lot of blue because it was easier for steve to spot, and somewhere along the line it just kinda became my favorite color, and i tended to pick blue clothes out of habit. 

these days steve’s favorite color is red, just for the novelty of being able to see it.  

16. Kara Danvers x Reader

Summary: A new enemy arises and unbeknownst to you he is a shape shifter. He takes you hostage, can Kara save the day? 

In retrospect you should’ve realized it wasn’t really Kara. You knew something was off but you couldn’t place it. So now here you were, in a dank and musty warehouse chained to some pole. It was dark and you could barely see the white outline of your shoes. 

A part of you was angry that he fooled you but the more rational side knew that it was pointless to feel guilty. He was a shape shifter, making people believe he was someone else was kinda his thing. 

You closed your eyes and let your head rest on the pole. It was freezing cold and all you could think about was Kara, your Kara. She must be worried, angry, and probably punching everything around her. 

The door opened and your eyes flashed awake. You squinted to see the outline in the distance. As it came closer you saw him. He was still in Kara’s form. That made you all the more angry.  

“How about you stop being such a coward and show me who you really are?”

He(she?) smiled back at you. “I thought you’d be more comfortable seeing me in this form.”

You scowled. “I’d be more comfortable if you just dropped dead.”

He chuckled. “Feisty, I can see why Supergirl likes you….well that and you’ve got a great body.” Your face flushed and you were thankful for the cover of darkness. He snapped a flashlight on and handed you a plate of pizza. “Thought you might be hungry.”

You took the pizza with your free hand. You mumbled out a thank you because even if he was holding you hostage you still minded your manners.  He turned to leave but you spoke up. 

“She’s going to come for me, and when she does you’ll be sorry.”

He turned back around, his mouth twisting into a devilish grin. “I’m counting on that dear.”

The door shut behind him and you were back to being alone in the dark. You chewed your pizza slowly, savoring the only food you’d had all day. As you sat and ate you wondered how Kara would react after all of this was said and done. You had no doubt in your mind Kara would rescue you. After all if she was supergirl she saved everyone. 

You sighed. It’d been a long day. First you think your girlfriend is taking you out to breakfast but then find yourself getting knocked out and waking up in a warehouse chained to a pole. Then the person who captured you tells you your girlfriend of five years is really the super famous Supergirl and to top it off he tells you he’s going to destroy her and everything she holds dear. 

It’d been a rough day for you, certainly not one of your best. 

After you’d eaten all the pizza on the plate you decided it was smart to get some sleep. You didn’t know when this was going to be over so you closed your eyes and drifted to sleep. 

You were awoken by loud crashes. Your eyes flashed open and you saw Kara duking it out with the shifter. He had her pinned down on the ground, his hands around her throat. They were so far away you could barely see them. 

“Kara,” you yelled. 

She turned to you. She saw you chained up and seemed to get a second wind. Kara pushed the shifter back, and got to her feet. He lunged towards her and Kara stepped aside. Kara grabbed him and slammed him down on the ground. She punched his face, and in her fury kept punching him. He was bleeding, red spilling from his nose, eyes, and mouth. Kara didn’t stop punching, not even when this guy was clearly knocked out. It started to scare you. You’d never seen Kara like this. She was furious. 

“K-Kara,” you stammered. 

Kara’s fist was about to connect with the guy’s face again. 

So you shouted. “Kara stop!”

Her fist stopped short of his face. Kara turned to you, saw the look of horror in your eyes, and lowered her fist. She got off the guy and sank down on the floor. Tears started flowing from her eyes. She covered her face with her hands and started shaking her head. “I’m so sorry.”

You wanted to get up and go to her but you were still chained. 

“Kara,” you said trying to get her attention. 

She looked up. You held the chain up. 

“I could use some help.”

Kara stood up and yanked the chains off of you. She seemed to do it with relative ease and only then had it really sunk in that she was Supergirl. Kara stood awkwardly in front of you, looking away from you. She took a deep breath. 

“Listen (y/n), I know I have to explain a lot but…” she looked at you, “I’m sorry you had to see that.”

You rubbed your arm uncomfortably. “I’ve never seen you like that Kar.”

Kara nodded. “I know I just couldn’t stop. I saw you there, in chains, and I don’t know…I just saw red.”

You stepped towards Kara and grabbed her hand. “Take me home Kar.”

Kara squeeze your hand gently. “Of course.”

-

Once you’d showered and gotten dressed you stepped into the kitchen to grab a cup of tea. Kara was still on the couch, her arms wrapped around her knees. You fixed her a cup too. 

You walked over to her and handed her the tea. She thanked you and took a tentative sip. You set your cup down on the coffee table. 

“So..” you started, “you’re supergirl?”

Kara nodded. “I know I should’ve told you a long time ago but I thought-,” Kara stopped and placed her chin on her knees. 

“Thought what?” You encouraged.

Kara sighed. “I thought you’d hate me, for being an alien. I thought you’d be all creeped out.”

You shook your head and smiled. “Kara I love you, I could care less that you’re from outer space. If anything I think it’s pretty damn amazing that I’m dating a girl from a completely different star system.”

Kara looked at you, a half smile on her lips. “You’ve always been weird like that, it’s what I love about you.” 

You tucked a stray brown hair behind Kara’s ear. “Thank you for saving me.”

Kara unwound herself and cupped your cheek. “Always, I’m sorry I even put you in the position to be taken.”

You held her hand. “At least I know you’ll always be there.”

Kara nodded. “Of course.”

She leaned in and pressed her soft lips against yours. This kiss was no different than any before it. Kara’s lips still tasted like the vanilla chapstick she wore, and you still dug your hands in her messy hair. Yet this kiss felt different. You felt like this kiss solidified a new era of your relationship. Things would change, that you knew for sure, but this kiss was a sign that regardless of what changes would be made you and Kara would be the one constant. 

So I think anyone who has made some icons will know how you sometimes pause at the greatest of times, ending up with amazing screenshot. I decided to share the few Natsume ones I had, with the nickname I gave them.

Everyone, fasten your seatbelt~

AKA Everything in this screenshot is perfect. Natsume’s punch and general “danger must defend myself” intense expression, Nyanko’s “I’m just glad its not me” weird expression, and Natori’s “OH” expression. Hiiragi? You know she’s been slayed. No expression to give because that punch got her.

Could also be called “why you should never surprise Natsume”

This one got called “that’s why you don’t forget about hairdryer on cat, Natsume” after I stopped laughing at Nyanko. No, seriously, never forget when you’re drying your cat. As cute as they can be, I’m not sure such a fluffball will be healthy, unless you can resurect from dying in laughters.

The second before the tragedy. You know it is. Nyanko has such a little shit expression though, he knows what he’s about to do.

Aaaaaand my personal favorite right now-

Hot damn. I literally called this one “look at that beauty”. I was very much trying to screenshot when Natsume jumped down the branch, and I somehow got it on my first try, but I didn’t not expect this.

Like. It’s a split second in the episode, and unless you pause, you won’t see this. Just catch a tiny glimpse. Yet, considering how well he’s drawn, it’s like they were just “try and catch this screenshot if you can”.

So, my fellow Natsume fan, that’s why I’m sharing this: enjoy~

I Remember The Fear In Your Eyes The Very First Time We Snuck Into The City Pool

Submitted by: mystic-biscuit

Description: It was unseasonably hot evening in New York and of course the air conditioning had broke in the apartment building. So Stiles and Lydia decide to go for a walk to get some fresh air, they end up breaking into the city pool to cool off.

Rating: T

Genre: Romance

Part 4 of the Prince Charming From Across The Hall series

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