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Seven days, seven pictures! May they bring you inspiration!
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my favorite niche ship trope is when the somewhat-sexist guy falls for the smart, driven, badass career woman, but only does so after learning to see her as a true equal which leads him to change because of her influence and then when they eventually get together they’re perfectly matched in the way she never really was with the “nice guy” she was originally with
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ssr-archives · 3 months
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One thing I also keep track of as I reblog, subconsciously, is which ships were a thing and which came first.
There were a few surprises, of course. I was a little surprised by how early on Cartinelli became a thing. By going through the AO3 tag, I was also surprised by how early on the viewers started shipping Peggysous.
Cartson is also a surprise early-doors ship. The metas and theories for the ship started very early on, and to an extent...it’s a testament to the viewers and CMM’s acting choices? Because I rememebr reading that he said at some point, that he plays Jack as someone who is secretly infatuated with Peggy. And to therefore have Cartson being such an early ship—something that seems entirely unintended by the showrunners, at that—is a testament to both the acting choices, and how well the viewers were able to pick up on those cues.
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alex-iltempo · 2 years
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I truly believe that they were ment to be together in tv series...
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...to become the endgame
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...my otp 🥺
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...still sad we'll never see that
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....could see that road from rivals to lovers...they had chemistry
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...and still ship them
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Another otp to the list of non-canon
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1x04 / 1x05 / Marie Howe, The Affliction (insp)
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redvanillabee · 7 days
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The Peggy scene alone is responsible for so many peggysous/cartson fics
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A perfectly decieted crime
On a Sunday morning, when the dawn had greeted,
A pretty girl along the streets treated.
Looked like sixteen as her innocence loaded,
Walked her dog, Alison Dee Morgan.
Long black hair tumbled behind her,
A constellation of freckles circled around her.
Her cheeks were white as the winter’s snow,
Along with a tinge from the red Christmas’s bow.
As she trotted along the path,
She met the man with eyes of bark.
As his eyes met hers dark,
She said “Hi” as meekly as one could.
And he too said a hi slightly enthralled.
She then dug into her purse and gave a look,
“Sorry” said she as her head she shook.
She shot him with a gun.
Feeling remorseful for another life took,
She acted like the victim instead of the crook.
Shouted next along the street,
Towards a man among the crowd deceit.
The man amongst amongst cartson Street,
Ran along as if denying the deed.
He wasn’t the one who shot,
But was the culprit in the eyes of law.
A perfectly decieted crime indeed,
Was the incident on Cartson Street.
A hidden secret known only to two.
Imagine how many crimes they both did brew ?
The girl, Alison Dee Morgan,
Was deemed the victim, but was In fact was distortion.
And hence here the story ends,
As again Alison Dee Morgan turned back again,
And continued on shouting and screaming again.
As the sound of gunshot ran through the air…..
-By the-silence-that-never-speaks
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444names · 1 year
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english names + english names encoded with louchebem + sindarin and quenya names and dictionaries
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lolalikesflora · 2 years
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Real talk!
Peggy's birthday is coming, and here's why you should join the event
1. In the last week I became an adult (I paid my taxes, applied for another degree, got a full time job, broke up with my boyfriend)
2. I don't know if it's just who I follow, but there's been a lot of Peggy slander on tiktok and Twitter. Writing things will counteract that.
3. Peggy's birthday is also the celebration of Easter this year, so if you are comfortable, boom there's a built in prompt.
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Thank you, carry on
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missfitmarvel0-0 · 2 years
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Hi all! I'm not sure if you saw, but I'm running @peggycarterbirthdaybash this April 9th, and this is just a little post to tell you to join (and show off this cool edit I made)
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ssr-archives · 1 year
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This is not so much a meta, but more just...some observations as I go through the Agent Carter fandom’s lore.
As I was going through the posts, I noticed one thing: people who are fans of Peggy are very often fans of Hayley, and people who are fans of Daniel are also very often fans of Enver. Same can be said about Dottie, Jarvis, or Angie. But...there doesn’t seem to be an overlap between Jack fans and CMM fans?
But then today I found several blogs that finally talk about CMM in the same—how do I put this delicately? Thirsty—way I sometimes see people talk about the rest of the cast. And that’s when it struck me.
The Jack Thompson fandom is a very interesting one. Because on a certain level, there are two distinct sides: one side that is more interested in him in a literary sense—the complexity of his character, the historical implications of his backstory, etc. The other side is perhaps more interested in him as a...romantic candidate, as someone to be appreciated for his physical attributes (and thereby extending into the actor’s fandom), as a character to be shipped with other characters. I’m not saying there’s no overlap between these two sides; I myself kind of sit between the two sides. But in very general terms, those are the two sides of the Jack Thompson fandom. And if you are on the side where you are more focused on the character’s emotional and psychological attributes, it does make sense that the actor(’s physical attributes) are not high on the list of priorities.
And today, as I am going through more Cartson-heavy blogs, I have finally located where the CMM fans are in the Jack fandom. Which is not to say they don’t value Jack as a character, but again, it makes sense if he is seen as a half of a ship, it can easily extend into the actor’s fandom.
These are just some observations I have; because I have seen fans of almost every cast member as I build this archive, and it’s just fun to finally locate the one that has, so far, eluded me.
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you still don't know what i never said
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Fandom: Agent Carter
Pairing: Peggy Carter/Jack Thompson (can be read as platonic)
Rating: T (mentions of canon violence)
Summary: After Jack is shot, Peggy sits at his bedside.
Word Count: 1.4k
ao3 | ff.net
written for @peggycarterbingo
prompt: Free Space
Mr. Jarvis dropped Peggy off at the hospital, reticent to walk her inside, the memory of Ana’s shooting fresh in his memory. Peggy understood but still wished she wasn’t alone as she walked down the mostly-empty hallways. She pushed the door to the room open gently, finding Daniel asleep in a chair beside Jack’s bed. Jack was pale and his skin was shiny with sweat. His chest moved only slightly up and down. The sight stopped her in her tracks.
It was no secret that she and Jack didn’t get along, and she had often gotten the fleeting urge to beat him up herself – not to mention she had almost shot him not too long ago – but seeing him like this was… well, she didn’t like it.
She shook Daniel’s shoulder, who spluttered awake. “Hey,” he said, blinking slowly.
“Hey,” she said quietly. “How is he?”
Daniel looked over at him. “They said the next twelve hours are the pivotal ones. Either he’ll wake up, or…”
Peggy pursed her lips. “You should go home, get some rest.”
“This chair is not that uncomfy, you know.”
“And you need to get your agents together, chief.” She looked at Jack again, brow furrowed. “We need to figure out who did this, and why. And you need rest if we’re going to do that.”
“I would’ve thought you would want to be on the front lines of that.”
“There’s a good chance whoever it was will come back to finish the job,” she said. “I don’t want to leave him alone.”
Daniel looked a little sheepish.
“Get some rest, Daniel,” she said, squeezing his arm. “If you hurry, you might be able to get Mr. Jarvis to give you a ride.”
He nodded and kissed her cheek. “See you.”
She watched him leave and sat down in the chair. How Daniel had managed to fall asleep in it, she had no idea.
They were lucky the hotel staff had found Jack when they did, before he had lost too much blood. She and Daniel had been at Daniel’s place when they got the call. He had gone to the hospital, and she had gone to the crime scene. The bloodstain on the carpet had been very large. It appeared that some of Jack’s papers had been messed with, but she couldn’t tell if anything was missing. Only Jack would know that.
As well as the person who shot him.
The wound made it clear he was shot at close range. No one had heard it, so likely a silencer was used. It all felt very planned, very professional.
As unsettling as they were, it helped to go over the facts of the case as she sat there watching Jack. They were much more concrete and controllable than this. A crime scene, she could handle, a hospital room, not so much.
She sighed. “It’s just like you to get shot and ruin my lovely vacation,” she said. “And now I’m here because for some reason, I feel a little bit responsible for this. Actually, no, there’s no reason I should feel responsible, but I still do.” She huffed. “Even unconscious, you’re insufferable.”
Jack, of course, did not respond.
Peggy was quiet for a little while. She watched Jack until she couldn’t anymore, and then she watched the door until she was worried about not watching Jack.
She considered herself a reasonably patient person. She could sit in a car for hours on a stakeout. She had managed several months at the SSR before Howard showed up without doing anything stupid. But the minutes ticked by slowly as she resisted the urge to pace around the room.
“Perhaps this is some insane scheme to make sure I come back to New York, instead of transferring to LA, because you’re too proud to ask,” she said to Jack. “Getting shot so I realize that I would miss not seeing your infuriating face every day. Which, I suppose I…” She shook her head. “In any rate, if you die on me, I shall be incredibly displeased.”
Talking made the oppressive silence of the hospital a little bit more bearable, and it wasn’t like Jack could hear her, so Peggy just kept talking.
“I meant everything I said, by the way.” She leaned back in the chair, crossing her legs and trying to get more comfortable. “You are a good man. You make mistakes, obviously. Lord knows I’ve done that too. I feel like we are more similar than you would care to admit. More than I would normally care to admit.”
She looked at him again, his pallid face, coming to a decision. If he couldn’t hear her, then she supposed she could say whatever she wanted.
“I know, you know,” she said, voice soft. “About you.” She looked away again. Even though he couldn’t hear her, this still felt too personal to say while looking at him. “Your feelings for me. I think everyone does. I didn’t believe it at first, obviously. Thought it was just a rumour the guys passed around.” She paused. “I don’t know if it’s still the case of course. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve changed your mind since taking over as chief. I can sometimes have some trouble with authority figures.” She smiled a little. “Maybe it’s best I don’t transfer to LA. I don’t want to ruin this thing with Daniel by being an obstinate agent who won’t listen to orders. That might put a strain on our relationship.”
Peggy’s mind strayed back to the facts of the case. “I don’t think you recognized your attacker,” she began. “If you had, you would have put up a fight, but as far as we can tell, they took you completely by surprise. It was a professional hit, silencer and everything. You were on the phone with Molly from the New York Office when it happened. She says that after the shot, she could hear paper rustling.”
She stood up and began to pace around his bed.
“So, the person who shot you presumably did so because of some information that you knew and had on you at the time,” she continued. “But it could not have been anything about the Council of Nine or Whitney Frost, because then they would have gone after Daniel and I as well.”
She frowned and looked over at Jack, who could, of course, still not contribute to her brainstorming.
“As chief, I suppose you have access to information that I do not, but then again, so would Daniel.” Peggy realized, again, that she would have to wait until Jack regained consciousness before she could really get any answers about this. She sighed and sat down again, looking at Jack in concern. “What have you gotten yourself into this time, Jack?” she asked softly.
It was another hour of impatient waiting, of pacing around the room, reciting the facts of the case to herself over and over again and still not coming to any concrete conclusions, before Jack woke up.
She was standing at the door, peering out into the hallway, because she thought she had heard something, when he said, gravelly and just over a whisper, “Peggy? What happened?”
She turned around, relief flooding her features and she rushed to his side. “Oh, thank God,” she breathed. She searched his face. “How do you feel?”
Jack looked down at his bandaged chest, lifting a hand to touch it and wincing. “Like I got shot?” he said. He frowned. “I was at the hotel, packing up. I was… talking to Molly about you staying in LA longer. I…” His eyes widened. “My– my briefcase, my papers. I heard him going through my papers after he shot me.”
Peggy nodded. “That’s what we thought, but we couldn’t tell if anything was missing,” she said.
“If you could get my briefcase, I could–” He tried to sit up, winced at the effort, kept trying anyway, and then Peggy pushed him down by his shoulder.
“You need to rest now,” she said. “I’m going to get the nurse.” She began to go out the door, but then heard him shifting in his bed again and spun around. “Lie down,” she said firmly, then smirked a little. “Do as Peggy says.”
Jack rolled his eyes and looked at her with the barely-disguised irritation she was used to. It made her feel a little better as she went out to find a nurse. That after the panic and worry and babbling to herself for hours, things were on their way back to normal.
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I need help finding Peggy fics!!
Literal any ship I don’t care (just with Peggy) but I can’t find anything new to read :(
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ellayuki · 2 years
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12022022 - Agent Carter
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Souza talks, presenting his evidence and painting an unbelievable picture, and Jack is having a hard time matching this new information to the woman who saved his skin not two days ago, and listened to his story without judgement, and who, just last night, nearly drank him and the boys under the table at the pub, laughing the entire time.
There’s got to be a mistake, he thinks, frowning. “Are you sure about all of this?”
Both Souza and the chief look at him in surprise. “Since when did you turn into the Peggy Carter Defence Squad?” Chief asks, eyebrow raised in a way that has Jack’s hackles raising. ‘Your crush is showing,’ that look says, and it’s not fucking that.
Jack shrugs, looking back down at the spread of papers on the desk. “It just doesn’t sound like goody two shoes Carter, is all.” He knows she’s capable of it all, yes, has learned not to underestimate her while on their trip to the Russian border, but he doesn’t think she would do any of what Souza’s implying. Could, yes, but wouldn't, Jack's sure.
“Yes, well,” Souza says, eyes carefully blank. “Seems there’s more to her than we thought.”
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hecckyeah · 3 years
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being a chronic non-canon shipper is so damn annoying sometimes. like I SEE the chemistry on screen but everyone’s such an idiot and obviously it’s never gonna happen. like where do i put all this shipping energy??
*sigh*
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