#steggyweek22

[userpeggycarter]

STEGGY WEEK, day five ↳ multiverse/What If...?

#marveledit #steggyedit #peggycarteredit #steverogersedit #steggy #peggy carter #steve rogers #captain carter #marvel #mcu #dailyteamcap #steggyweek22 #marveladdicts #theavengers #marvelgifs #dailymarvelgifs #mcufam #* #otp: steve x peggy #marvel parallels

[steverogerscanyounot]

“come back to bed, peggy”

↳ steggy week 2022 day 5: domestic bliss

#steggyweek22 #steggy #steve rogers #peggy carter #this took me two weeks please clap #drawing moments of tenderness between fictional people is better than therapy #my pineapple is shit!

[cafecitowriter]

The Right Partner - Steggy Netflix Series

Steggy Week 2022 Day 1: Inspired By (@steggyfanevents​) 

Tried my hand at a more complex edit! Template made by @seungnm​ 

This series is inspired by:

1. The story structure of the 45-50 minute 22-episode season arc (particularly a la season 1-3 of Agents of SHIELD where the events that lead to the mid-season finale cause a cataclysmic-type event that launches the plot of the second half of the season.)

2. The style of a Mike Schur Comedy (The Good Place, Parks and Recreation)

3. The fact that we deserve a full, well-written series based on Steve and Peggy’s life post-Endgame goddammit

Full Episode List and Summaries for the “Continue Watching” Shows under the cut! (Be warned, it is a lot)

The Right Partner Episode List

S1 E1: Hello Darling

It’s the year 1949 and Agent Peggy Carter is hard at work at the SSR. That is, until a familiar face appears on her doorstep, changing the course of her life.

S1 E2: Househusband

Peggy and Steve face scrutiny from their nosy neighbours for their unorthodox lifestyle. Jack Thompson returns to the SSR after an extended hiatus.

S1 E3: Fondue

As Steve and Peggy adjust to their new dynamic and former’s new secret identity, the latter struggles to find a proper work-life balance while Howard gives Steve unsolicited advice.

S1 E4: The Secret Life of Agent Carter

Suspicious of Peggy’s good mood recently, Phillips and Jack try to figure out the reason behind it. Steve takes up a new hobby with the help of Edwin.

S1 E5: Signed, Sealed, Delivered

When a mission goes awry, Edwin is unwittingly tasked with keeping it a secret from Steve while Phillips, Jack, and Howard work frantically to get Peggy out of a sticky situation.

S1 E6: Girls Go Wild

Angie, Ana and Peggy’s weekend getaway doesn’t go as planned. Steve gets in over his head when he volunteers to help out with the school musical.

S1 E7: The 107th

When old friends reunite, new tensions are created as Steve and Peggy must decide whether to reveal the secret of Steve’s return in the wake of a new threat emerging.

S1 E8: Understudy

Steve and Peggy’s date night gets interrupted when they run into one of Peggy’s old flames. Jack, Howard, Edwin and Ana attend a performance of Angie’s newest theatre show.

S1 E9: Corner

Howard’s latest invention forces Peggy and Jack together - literally - right before an important meeting. Steve helps Phillips with an interrogation.

S1 E10: To Peggy, with Love

Edwin and Angie help Steve pick out a six month anniversary gift for Peggy, who is out on a mission with Jack and Agent Ramirez to investigate a disturbingly familiar pattern of criminal behaviour.

S1 E11: Growing Pains

Steve and Peggy’s relationship is put to the test as a sinister force returns.

S1 E12: Don’t Be Late (Mid-Season Finale)

In a desperate attempt to save their friend, Steve and Peggy partner with an untrustworthy ally despite Edwin’s reservations.

S1 E13: Bucky

Reeling from the events of the last four years, Bucky struggles to adapt to his homecoming while Steve agonizes over how to help his friend with the lack of resources that were available in the 21st century.

S1 E14: Darling, Dearest

Peggy’s concern for Steve grows as he pushes himself to his limits. Ana and Angie conspire to get Edwin to take it easy.

S1 E15: Punk/Jerk

Steve and Howard call in a favour to help Bucky while Peggy hatches a plot with the aid of Angie, Ana, Edwin and Jack.

S1 E16: My Brother’s Keeper

As he relearns who he was and who he wants to be, Bucky takes a keen interest in Steve and Peggy’s relationship while Edwin plans the latest Stark Gala Extravaganza.

S1 E17: I’ll Show You

Steve and Peggy both attempt to hide their personal struggle with the yearly anniversary of the Valkyrie crash from each other. Meanwhile Angie mediates a dispute between Howard, Jack and Bucky.

S1 E18: Breaking Bread

Peggy and Jack bond when they go undercover. Ana and Edwin invite Steve over for tea.

S1 E19: The Handcuff Games

Peggy keeps hitting a wall in her hunt to end Leviathan until she gets help from an unexpected source.

S1 E20: The Enemy of My Enemy

Peggy confides in Howard about her feelings toward her future at the SSR while Jack begrudgingly asks Steve for help.

S1 E21: Now or Never

With the gaps in Bucky’s memory returning at a steadier rate, the SSR team puts their plan to dismantle both Leviathan and the Red Room for good into action.

S1 E22: A Second Chance (Season Finale)

On the one-year anniversary of Steve’s return, Peggy receives some unexpected news. Phillips and Howard reveal the details of a top secret project.

“Continue Watching”

The 107th

Follow the elite team known as Howling Commandos as they traverse Europe on various post-WWII missions in this thrilling series.

Featuring appearances from Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, Howard Stark, and plenty of “wahoo’s".

All Day: A Tale of Two Captains

After the climactic battle with the Red Skull, the Tesseract sends Captain Carter almost 70 years into the future… and into another universe altogether, where not only Steve Rogers was the one who received the serum, he’s still alive. With the help of Captain America and the rest of the Avengers, Peggy tries to find her way home.

But where is home in the multiverse when your heart seems to be right in front of you?

When Bucky Met Sam

After meeting each other on a double date gone wrong with their two now-engaged best friends, Bucky and Sam must re-evaluate their own contentious friendship when they are asked to be the Best Man/Man of Honour respectively for Steve and Peggy’s wedding.

Confessions of an (Ex)-Widow

Reunited following the events of Endgame, Natasha and Yelena pick up the work that was stalled after the Blip. But their ghosts still haunt them as they learn just how deep the roots of the Red Room still go.

Mr. and Mrs. Stark

After finally tying the knot after years of a passionate on-again, off-again relationship, Pepper Potts Stark and Tony Stark find out that despite knowing each other for over a decade, there are still things to discover about the other.

Ghost Rider

In this action-packed series, Robbie Reyes continues his vigilantism while grappling with what it really means to be a brother when he owes a debt to the Devil inside him.

Featuring appearances from Daisy Johnson, Elena “Yo-Yo” Rodriguez and Melinda May.

#steggy #steggyweek22 #steggyweek2022 #steve rogers #peggy carter #post-endgame #first edit of this size #please be gentle

[lavellenchanted]

Steggy Week 2022, Day 2: Favourite Era ↳ Every Era

#steggy #steggyedit #steggyweek #steggyweek22 #steggy week #steggy week 2022 #is this cheating? #maybe so #but I love them in both modern and wartime and I don't wanna choose #this gifset looked a lot better in my head lol #but it has been one big fight with photoshop #so I'm just counting the fact that it's working as a victory #otp: the right partner #my edit

[thesokovianaccords]

#steggyweek22 - day one - inspired by

‘steve, how long are you planning to stay in britain?’

‘indefinitely’

or...a steggy notting hill au (x)

#steggy #steggyedit #steggyweek22 #steggyfanevents #myedits #my quest to turn every rom com I love into a steggy au continues apace #like...where would we be without roman holiday? the impact it had on the genre is a gift to mankind #also I love this movie and i love them and doesn't it just make sense? #I made Steve the movie star bc there is much better video of Chris Evans on red carpets and that's really the whole thought process #idk I'm still thinking through the specifics of the au but here we go #BABY'S FIRST GIFSET #hopefully it's not ugly ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[geekynerddemon]

Day 3 : Headcanons and meta : Based on this headcanon I will also die on this hill.

#steggyweek22 #steggy #** #as much as it was annoying to draw their suits #i really enjoyed drawing this one

[priceof-freedom]

Steggy Week 2022 - Day 2: Favourite Era

Wartime Steggy

Now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club Our songs, our films, united we stand Our country, guess it was a lawless land Quiet my fears with the touch of your hand

(”Death by a Thousand Cuts” - Taylor Swift)

@steggyfanevents

#steggyweek22 #steggy #steve rogers #peggy carter #mcu #gif edit #gifs #steggy week

[steggyfanevents]

#steggyweek22 is July 24 - 30, 2022!

What is Steggy Week?

Steggy Week is a celebration of the Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter ship.

How to join the fun

pick a theme (as many as you like!)

make a fanwork based on that theme

post it on the theme day

tag it with #steggyweek22 and @steggyfanevents

Fanworks can be anything: fic, art, graphics, gifs, videos, playlists, moodboards, headcanons, meta, and more. If it’s pro-Steggy, we’re happy to see it and share it!

Don’t feel like making anything? Try compiling a rec list, or sending a few prompts. Comments and shares are always appreciated too.

Themes and prompts

Day 1 (Sunday): Inspired by A popular write-in theme! Some suggestions you sent us:

Make art/gifs/edits about a fic

Write a fic based on art/gifsets/edits

Use song lyrics or quotes in your creation

Show us an AU based on a book, TV show, or film from outside the MCU

Day 2 (Monday): Favourite era Are you a wartime slow-burn fan? Do you love seeing Steve and Peggy living happily-ever-after-Endgame? Send out a little love note to your favourite Steggy era!

Day 3 (Tuesday): Headcanons and meta What offscreen details have you cooked up? Share them with the rest of us!

Day 4 (Wednesday): Trope or genre Looking for inspiration? Check out this fanfic trope generator or this genre picker wheel.

Day 5 (Thursday): Domestic bliss Cohabitation, marriage, kids, babies - found families also welcome.

Day 6 (Friday): Multiverse / What If…? This year’s most popular write-in theme! Interpret it however you like. The possibilities are literally infinite.

Day 7 (Saturday): Free choice Come as you are, make what you like! Some suggestions from our poll under the cut:

Favourite war moment

Favourite nervous moments

Favourite side character

Favourite fan videos

Ship theme songs

Outfits

Date night

Outsider POV

Why we ship Steggy

Reunion

Love declaration

Signs of love

Parallels

Time travel

Crossover

5 times + 1 time

Regency Era

We can’t wait to see what you all make!

#announcements #steggyweek22 #steggy week #steggy #steve rogers #peggy carter #captain america #agent carter #captain carter #marvel what if

[roboticonography]

Steggy Week 2022 | Day 4 | Trope or genre

Texts From Last Night is one of my favourite fandom fiction genres.

#steggyweek22 #steggy #steve rogers #peggy carter #texts from last night

[pancreasnostalgia]

Steggy Week 2022 - Day 1 (Inspired By)

@doctorhelena has some great outsider POV fics. For today's theme I was inspired by The SSR Supply Closet Crisis, in which Private Lorraine cannot replenish her office supplies without walking in on Steve and Peggy having a moment.

@steggyfanevents

#steggyweek22 #steggy #peggy carter #steve rogers #captain america #agent carter #captain america: the first avenger #sims 4 historical #ts4 historical #marvel

[theawkwardterrier]

speak low to me, speak love to me (and soon)

Steggy Week 2k22, day 2 Prompt: Favorite era

Summary: Steve, Peggy, and a nickname.

AO3 link here. Thanks to @steggyfanevents for organizing!

The first time, he doesn’t even think she notices that she’s said it.

It’s perfectly understandable, considering that she’s doing about fifteen things at once: gathering supplies with the phone cord stretched taut, berating him while she finishes speaking to Howard, already beginning to think up plausible explanations for the damage that they can put forward tomorrow.

So he isn’t certain that she really registers what she is saying as she tucks the phone against her shoulder and says forthrightly to him, “This is going to hurt - I’m afraid that your body has likely started healing over it already. On your front now, my darling.”

The words spin over in his head as he lies on their towel-covered couch, his face turned toward the cushion where she cannot see his expression (although she’s also still fairly busy regardless, having added diligently digging the stray bullet out of his shoulder to her task list).

My darling. She said it so casually, as if it is habit, as if it has come out of her mouth a hundred times before, although he knows for certain that he never heard it, not during the war and not so far since he came back.

My darling. Face pressed into his folded arms, he smiles.

There are plenty of names between them. She might be Peggy or Peg to him on any ordinary day, “yes, ma’am, Director Carter” if she’s put her foot down in some argument that they are having, “yes, ma’am, Director Carter” if his low-pitched voice is responding to a command of hers in the dim light of their bedroom (or their kitchen, or her office…). To her, he is Steve, or sharp-edged “Steven” when she is irritated with him, or crisp “Captain Rogers” when they are arguing in front of others, or “would that be suitable, Captain?” when she is propositioning him.

And he loves them all, because they are all facets of this life that they are building into together, because there was so long, before and after, that he did not think they would have such a chance.

He still has his favorite.

“I’m afraid the game’s mine again, my darling,” Peggy says, not sounding apologetic at all as she places her final tile and scans over the Scrabble board with satisfaction. When she looks up and catches him ducking against his smile, she narrows her eyes and says, “If you’re intending to challenge, I’d recommend against it. ‘Frowzy’ is most certainly a word, and simply because you’re irritated over losing—”

He stands, collects her teacup and the plates from their slices of after-dinner cake from their favorite bakery, leans down and kisses her briefly.

“I haven’t lost anything,” he says, soft and close, before he takes the dishes to the sink.

There is nothing which erases the residual pain each time he pulls himself from a dream, unable to shake the helplessness over his failure to keep Thanos from snapping his fingers, trying more and more desperately to remember exactly how Natasha’s face looked the last time he saw her, shivering as the battlefield smells, past and still to come and always somehow the same, linger in his nostrils. There is nothing which can make him stop feeling powerless during the moments when he wakes to find Peggy lying stiff and open-eyed in the dark or trembling in a nightmare, trapped by her own hauntings.

Her voice - “I know. I know. But you’re here, my darling, you’re here and safe with me” or “Yes, I—Yes, I think I’d like it if you held me, my darling” - even if it erases nothing, it eases things, each time.

He doesn’t think he could have imagined, back during the war, the chance to see Peggy truly disheveled, or even the slightest bit removed from the pin-straight perfection that was her hallmark. Now he’s grown accustomed to rolling over to find her without even her signature red lip, to listening as she grumbles, tousle-haired, over why the latest disaster couldn’t have at least spared her favorite skirt suit, to watching her gently remove her makeup and apply Pond’s each night. Still, he doesn't think he’s ever seen her quite like this: curls turned limp and sweaty, the color siphoned from her face, her muscles shaky and drained, everything about her brilliant with joy.

“Here you are, my darling,” she says softly, her strong and gentle hands reaching out to place their child into his arms. He doesn’t know which one of them she’s talking to. He doesn’t care.

She catches on sometime. He knows her too well to have thought that she never would, although he can’t tell precisely when it happened.

“I used to say it in my head, you know,” she says one night into the starlit dark of their backyard. She turns her head toward him; he sees the glint of her eyes. Even without explanation, he understands what she is talking about. “I said it in my head during the war, and I said it aloud after. But in all that time, it was as if it was only for myself. I never thought—I’m so terribly glad that I got to say it to you.”

He nods and takes her hand, presses her knuckles to his lips, hearing the echo of the name in their shared and sharing silence.

There is nothing overt that changes after that, no further discussion about it, no increased frequency or awkward avoidance of the term. It comes out the way it always has: on ordinary nights and during the grim, desperate moments that they have never been able to escape, distracted and with deep, scraping emotion.

And he treasures each time more because of the responding spark from her, because it is something that they are doing together, this beautiful change, this small piece of loving and being loved in return.

He has been so many things to so many people, has been referred to in so many different ways. It warms him to know that quietly and above all things, he is beloved by this woman.

Through the years, no matter how many times he hears it, that does not fade.

#SteggyWeek22 #Steggy #Steggy fic #Steve Rogers #Peggy Carter #short little piece today!

[userpeggycarter]

STEGGY WEEK, day seven ↳ free choice. steggy + textposts (i, ii).

#marveledit #steggyedit #peggycarteredit #steverogersedit #steggy #peggy carter #steve rogers #marvel #mcu #steggyweek22 #dailyteamcap #dailymarvelgifs #marveladdicts #mcufam #theavengers #marvellegends #userelysia #userpegs #* #otp: steve x peggy

[agentmintea]

here's to another lovely year with @steggyfanevents!

#steggyweek22 #steggy #steggy week #peggy carter #steve rogers #steggy fanart #myartsystuff #my art #I didnt have time for more this year but I wanted to contribute something quick! #happy steggy week everyone!!!!

[doctorhelena]

Steggy Fic: Caps Out of the Bag

I’ve created something for every day of Steggy Week 2022 over at @steggyfanevents! This is for Day 1 (Inspired By).

(It is inspired by a tiny scene in Chapter 5 of Assemble by @notafangirl, who kindly gave me permission to use the idea as the starting point for a story of my own - otherwise entirely unrelated to "Assemble"!)

Summary: Captain America and Captain Carter have been successfully hiding their romantic relationship for just over a year. Until today.

Rating: PG-13

Read it on A03

Excerpt:

“That’s your phone,” Steve said into Peggy’s ear. When she didn’t move he reached across her to snag it off her nightstand, handed it to her, then flopped back down onto his own side of the bed as she blinked sleepily at the screen before reluctantly swiping at the green icon.

“Carter.”

With his enhanced hearing, Steve could hear perfectly well why she sat up, abruptly wide awake. She slid out of bed, scanned the floor, and bent down to retrieve her underpants. “Bollocks. All right, I’ll be out front in ten. See you shortly.” She hung up.

Steve eyed his own phone, still silent and dark. “You think they’re gonna call me in on this too?”

Peggy was already in the bathroom. “I expect you should be on alert,” she said, not bothering to raise her voice, “but at this point, it’s likely best for you to stay here in New York on the off chance that this is actually some sort of elaborate distraction.”

“Right, yeah,” Steve said, digging around under the covers at the bottom of the bed with his foot. “I found your bra,” he added, using his foot to pass himself the tangled bundle of cloth that was his undershorts and her lacy red brassiere.

He heard the toilet flush. “Rogers, please tell me you didn’t pick up my underwear with your toes again,” Peggy said over the sound of water running in the sink. She appeared in the doorway a moment later, toothbrush in mouth and hair in a single braid, and sighed. “Never mind. Toss it here.”

“If you don’t mind touching my feet with your bare skin, I don’t know why it bothers you when I touch your clothes with them,” said Steve mildly, lobbing the bra in her direction. She caught it, made a face at him, and stepped back into the bathroom to spit her mouthful of toothpaste into the sink, emerging shortly without the toothbrush, having somehow made the time to apply a perfect coat of lipstick. Steve smiled at that little touch that she hadn’t foregone despite her hurry, then settled back on the bed, enjoying the view while she fastened her bra.

Peggy caught his eye, a tiny smile at the corners of her mouth, then sighed. “I brought the stealth suit, but I’m fairly certain I forgot to pack a sports bra. Well, it can’t be helped now. I got along perfectly well long before the invention of Lycra, and I suppose the suit itself provides a certain amount of support.” She slipped into the hallway, and Steve got up, stepped into his underwear, and padded after her. By the time he reached the entryway she was rummaging through the go bag she’d left by his apartment door, pulling out her stealth suit, the subtle Union Jack pattern just visible on the chest. Both of their suits were considerably muted now from the flashy red, white, and blue they’d worn during their respective wars.

“I was right, not a sports bra in sight,” she told him resignedly as she began to shimmy into the suit. “I need to repack this bag.”

“Food? Coffee?” he offered, although he knew she’d say no.

She shook her head. “No time. I’ll eat in the Quinjet. They’re always well-stocked with terrible energy bars and the like. No worse than K-rations, really - but not much better either.” She leaned over to kiss him, at the same time reaching past him into the closet to grab her shield in its brown leather case. “If I’m not outside my own building in five minutes, questions will be asked. I’ll update you when I can. Stay safe, darling. I love you,” she said all in a rush, picking up her go bag.

“Yeah, you too. I mean, you stay safe too. And - I love you too,” he told her, and she wasted precious seconds shooting him a brilliant smile.

He smiled as he locked the door behind her, knowing that at this hour of the morning she’d be able to take most of the distance at her full enhanced sprint without worrying about drawing attention. He checked the time. She should easily make the ten blocks to her own apartment before Natasha swung by to pick her up.

And then, since his own phone was still dark and silent, he headed back to bed, feeling really very absurdly cheerful for a man whose bedmate had very abruptly legged it out of his apartment at 3:12 in the morning.

Clearly, making sudden declarations of love at rushed moments when there was no time to discuss the matter at all must be something fundamental to Peggy Carter, no matter what universe she was from.

Read the rest on A03

#fanfic #steggy #steggyweek22 #my fic #peggy carter #steve rogers #captain carter

[lavellenchanted]

Personal Effects

Steggy Week 2022, Day 3: Headcanons and Meta ↳ A headcanon for post-Endgame

The box sits at the back of Peggy’s wardrobe.

It’s been there for years, moved with her between apartments and houses, plain cardboard with a thin layer of dust on the lid and a blouse that’s fallen of its hanger draped across it and almost obscuring the neatly typed label stuck to the side, that reads, Personal effects of Cptn S. G. Rogers.

It is, like many things in Peggy’s life, a secret.

At the end of the war it had seemed as if anything related to Captain America, anything that might even have retained half a fingerprint, had been scrupulously collected by grey, angular men indistinguishable from one another in their identical suits and taken to some undisclosed location – all of it was packed up and removed from the SSR base, presumably to be pored over for any tiny particle of DNA that might help the government recreate Project Rebirth.

All of it, except one small box that Chester Phillips had brought to her the day the men in suits first arrived and that she had managed, by some small miracle, to spirit out of the base and hide among her own things.

Most of the time it remains undisturbed, apart from when the occasional pair of shoes are stored on top of it. It usually only ever comes out once a year, its contents lifted out one by one and tenderly examined, a quiet ritual to mark an anniversary few others ever think about.

Until the day she’s finally able to return it to its rightful owner.

It’s a few weeks after Steve shows up on her doorstep, when they’re sat at the kitchen table discussing paperwork and false identities and who, or if, they’re going to tell that he’s return when he makes an offhand comment about at least there isn’t the complication of having to reclaim any belongings. He clearly expects Peggy to laugh and blinks in surprise when instead she sits bolt upright before dashing upstairs.

When she returns and places the box down in front of him, his mouth falls opens.

“Are these . . .?”

“Your things.” She nods. “It’s all I managed to save after – well. After. I didn’t even think about it before now but what you said – I thought you might like to have these back, at least.”

His hands shake a little as he lifts off lid and looks to see what’s inside, small pieces of his past that he never expected to see again.

There’s his ration book, worn around the edges, most of the stamps torn out, kept because his name and signature still legible on the front in his clear, neat handwriting. Several loose sheets of paper with half-finished sketches drawn in idle moments. One of them – his cheeks flush red when he sees it – is of Peggy, her face in three-quarter profile, unaware that she was being observed, the pencil strokes soft and drawn with obvious care.

Beneath the sketches are his old watch – a cheap, second-hand thing bought when he was a teenager. It’s long since stopped working, but he takes a moment to marvel at the worn line in the leather strap where he used to have to fasten it so tightly to stop it falling away from his wrist.

A dog-eared copy of The Invisible Man, which he’d been halfway through reading before his last mission. There’s an irony there, given the uncertainty of his own status now, but he doesn’t delve too deeply as he flicks through and finds the ration coupon he’d been using as a bookmark before setting it aside.

There’s a pocket knife, that he thinks was given to him as a present by a neighbour when he was small; it had been replaced by standard military-issue equipment when he was on duty but he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it entirely and so stowed it away with the rest of his belongings.

And finally – a wallet. Old leather that was beginning to fall to pieces even back that, with a couple of dollar bills still inside, but far more important is the small, black-and-white photograph tucked behind them.

It shows a young woman seated in a chair, a man stood behind it with a hand on her shoulder. She wears a simple, long-sleeves white blouse and ankle length dark skirt, with what looks like sensible boots beneath it. Her hair is pinned back from her face and it’s difficult to be sure of the colour when everything is shades of grey, but it appears blonde. She’s smiling, her right arm held up across her chest so she can hold the man’s hand. He’s in an army uniform, tall and broad-shouldered, hair a few shades darker than the woman’s. He’s looking down at her rather than at the camera, a softness in his expression visible even small and at a distance.

Steve looks at it for several moments before turning it over to see the date written on the back in his mother’s looping cursive: 23 January 1918.

Peggy watches the mingling of joy and grief on his face, and reaches out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, unconsciously mimicking the pose in the photograph.

“Your parents?”

“Yeah.” His voice cracks a little and he clears his throat before continuing. “It’s only picture I ever had of the two of them together. Dad went back to the front a couple days after this was taken, and it was a month or so later that he died.”

Sorry doesn’t seem nearly enough, especially it only takes the barest calculation to know that Steve’s mother must have just found out she was pregnant around the time this photo was taken.

“You look like him,” Peggy says instead, running her hand up the back of his neck to stroke comfortingly through his hair. “But I can see your mother in you as well.”

“Mom always said I reminded her of him. I liked that, to feel like he was still a part of me even though I never knew him.” Steve absently rubs his thumb over their faces. “One of the more difficult things about being in the future was that I didn’t have anything of them. Sometimes I felt like I was forgetting what they looked like.”

For a moment a frown clouds his face, but then it clears and he looks up at her with a smile.

“Thank you for saving it.”

“I’m just glad you have it back, my darling.” Peggy leans down and brushes a tender kiss across his mouth. “I think I might have a frame somewhere that can fit it – we can put it out on display. Let me check.”

While she disappears from the kitchen to search, Steve turns back to his old wallet and rummages inside again before pulling out one more item – a small, squared silver key.

He grins briefly before slipping it into his pocket. Peggy doesn’t need to know about this, not just yet. Not until he’s had a chance to visit the bank and see if the safe deposit box he left behind is still there, along with the most precious thing he owned before enlisting.

It might be a while yet, but he wants the first time Peggy sees his mother’s engagement ring to be when he’s asking her to marry him.

#steggy #steggyweek22 #steggy week #steggy week 2022 #steve x peggy #steve rogers #peggy carter #otp: the right partner #my fic #please forgive any typos I dashed this off in like two hours

[thesokovianaccords]

#steggyweek22 - day two - favourite era

in which steve and peggy save the world from the shadows

(or, steve and peggy and the 1960s)

#steggy #steggyedit #steggyweek22 #steggyfanevents #steggy au #hellooooo give me steggy sixties espionage power couple please @ marvel I beg you #yeah yeah peggy would be the director of shield and probably not in the thick of the day to day grind of spy work #but also - who's to say she wasn't running missions while attending diplomatic conferences #let me have this #also bc steve and peggy would look great in sixties fashion and that's that #marvel should make more spy thrillers and they should be the leads #its my birthday so I do what I want l m a o