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meidui · 3 months
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AGENT CARTER | S1E4: THE BLITZKRIEG BUTTON | S1E8: VALEDICTION
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can u do another peggy is tony’s birth mom but from a 1 night stand w/ Howard (maybe she’s wasted or up 2 u, resulting n a late n life pregnancy. Howard and Maria adopt him b/c of reasons (up 2 u)
Hopefully, this is what you imagined! Just a warning, abortion is mentioned several times
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 Things just happened. 
 Peggy isn’t sure how point A and point B ended up together to make this triangle sort of events, but here they are. Here she is, sitting on the bathroom floor of her new office in DC, staring at the positive pregnancy test.
 She was filled with some complex emotions that she didn’t know where to start with first. Frustration for herself? Angry at herself for letting her guard drop? For not thinking at the moment, no excuse of alcohol in her system despite it was a reason to celebrate. How could she be so stupid?
 A pregnancy was dangerous to her in general, the doctors had told her when she had the distant thought of wanting to start a family. Shrapnel from an explosive had cut through her lower stomach, tearing through several important organs. She told me she had almost died on the table twice during surgery and pregnancy was out of her future if she wanted to see the ripe age of at least fifty.
 That reality had hurt, the idea that she couldn’t get pregnant without risking her health, but Peggy had packed away the pain as she always did to visit on a rainy day. She made peace with this reality. She threw herself into her work. She focused on the tasks at hand with the SSR, Howard, Leviathan, Howard, Whitney Frost, Michael, Howard, Shield, and Howard.
It’s not that Peggy didn’t want kids, she loved kids. She just never found herself the mothering type, even as a child. She would rather roll around in the dirt, get her dress dirty, and play pirate than to learn how to take care of a baby doll or even sew [even if that skill would come in hand at a much later date in her life]. Her mother had frowned upon the idea, told her that she would never get a husband, that no man would want her, and even as a child, a teenager, she shrugged it off. 
 She lived for no man. 
 The problem wasn’t the pregnancy so much, she could deal with the pregnancy if she was to keep the child. Was it even too late? Too dangerous to abort? Surely her medics at SHIELD could think of something. The main problem lied in her job. A pregnancy meant things on hold because of the danger of the situation. A pregnancy meant no more field missions, a pregnancy meant she was exposing herself as a weakness to the world by carrying a child. Especially this late in life. 
 Then there was the fact of actually birthing this child. Of raising it. Could she even do it? Did she even want to?
 She felt guilty for even thinking no. Not that she wouldn’t love the child, she was sure she would, but looking in his face? Seeing who the father was made her sick. How could she do that to Maria?
 It wasn’t just that. It was exposing a child to the daily life of leading Shield would result in the child being in danger, expanses she wasn’t sure they could afford to be stretched to protect the child too.
 No, she couldn’t go through with this. For the better good of herself, of the world. The best she could do was get an abortion and move on, put it all behind her, and tuck this into the nice little box to visit on a rainy day.
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 “I’m afraid no,” the doctor with gray eyes and a mole on his cheek sighed at her, tapping the clipboard on his arm. “Going by your lab results and your history, it’s far too late to do as you ask. If there’s an emergency, then yes, we can risk it, but given your age and your medical history, there are ways around the main risks with constant monitoring.”
 That’s not what Peggy wanted to hear. She expected it was far too late. How long had she been sick and put it off as just stress? Nausea, vomiting, heartburn. She just chucked it up to the lack of self-care. Now, it was coming to bite her in the ass. 
 She could press if she wanted to, she knew that. There would be some doctor in some part of this city to say yes, but part of her was relieved. She didn’t want to. She wanted some excuse, to put reasoning behind this budding guilt in her that she had to do it for her health. 
 Now she had to carry to term for her health too. 
 And maybe there’s a chance she lied on the forms, on the questions, her subconscious told her. Her period had been far earlier, the date of conception had been different. In reality, she wanted to keep this child that was now growing inside of her and had been for some time. 
 So pregnancy was dangerous in both her late age and her war-torn body, but it was doable. She should be upset, raging, storming off to find another doctor. So why did she feel so relieved? 
 And where in the hell was Howard Stark?
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 The answer was her office. Helping himself to a tall whiskey, a sour look on his face that had nothing to do with the glass in hand. She rolled her eyes as she marched inside, snatching the bottle and glass from him to put it out of his reach. The smell made her stomach roll.
 “Tastes like shit anyway, all watered down,” Howard grumbled, scrubbing a hand over his salt and peppered hair. He set Peggy with a hard look, eyes dropping instantly down to her belly and back up to her. “So, when were you gonna tell me? Why did I have to find out through Shield gossip that you’re pregnant?”
 This is not how she wanted to do this. 
 Peggy sighed as she shut the door, instructing her secretary Rose to please push her meetings back by an hour. She sat behind the desk and slipped her heels off, feet already starting to swell in them. 
 “I only found out today.” At Howard’s look, the brunette sighed and leaned back in her chair. “I’m serious, Howard. It’s not like I would keep this from you! I only found out today and took that pregnancy test on a complete whim. I already went to medical and I’m too far along to consider...anything but carrying it to term.”
 Howard was still giving her a funny look, turning the information over in his head.
 “Whose the father?”
 The silence stretched between them as she stared at him, turning that night over in her head. Plenty of drinks. Celebration. He had kissed her. 
 “You are.”
 Howard’s face paled of all color, making the dark strands in his hair and mustache stand out. He’d aged as they all had, carrying SHIELD and Stark Industries on his back. More recently he’s been talking about diving into weapon trade, and designing weapons for more than just SHIELD to create a steady income and a good source to fall back on. She’d voiced her displeasure but until she saw the proof, there was nothing she could do. 
 “You’re serious,” he sighed, dropping his face into his hands. “I thought...I thought…”
 “We did.” It had been a wild night. She’d just made Director. Phillips had officially passed the mantle on to her and she’d just moved to the office in DC. It had been a private celebration between them, to honor the falling as well. Her thoughts had faded back to Steve when he kissed her. And maybe it was the loneliness that had crowded in on her at night, or the illusion that she was drunk, or the fact that Howard, despite all her reserve to admit it, he was a good kisser. Regardless, it had happened. 
 She’d woken up to Howard gone from her bed, the memory of that night filling her mind. He’d left shortly after looking smug as he used to in his young age when he’d bed someone. Not just smug, he looked...relieved, almost longing in those eyes. She had fooled herself to think so, too desperate for human contact she denied herself.
 “And,” Peggy continued. “We need to tell Maria.” Howard looked just as panicked as she felt but she shook her head, continuing firm. “I will not lie to my friend about this, Howard. She deserves to know how we both screwed up.”
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 Maria was a beautiful woman and quick to wit, never afraid to put Howard in his place. It was one of the many reasons Peggy had liked her from the start. She helped them out plenty of times, no matter if it was three in the morning, she stumbled in with a bleeding shoulder from a stray bullet or just to gossip about her day. She could pick up the signs that no one else noticed or well ignored. 
 Peggy liked her, loved how good she was for Howard, and hated this reality.
 “You’re pregnant,” Maria said the second the pair had sat down for their earlier-than-usual afternoon tea. She held the cup in hand, looking at Peggy over the steaming rim. “And it’s Howard’s.”
 Peggy blinked, feeling her body run cold. Feeling sick to her stomach from more than just the smell of coffee wafting from the kitchen. All she could do was nod, eyes dropping down to her steaming cup. Maria had purposely fixed her ginger tea.
 “How did you know?” She finally asked when she found her voice.
 The woman shrugged, a smile curling on her lips was the last thing Peggy had expected. She should be angry, she had every right to be. Not only did her husband cheat on her, but he cheated on her with her friend. 
 “You’ve been sick for a few weeks now, complaining of lack of sleep, but a lady knows.” Her hand moved to cover the back of Peggy’s, giving a gentle squeeze. “As for how I know it’s Howard’s… He told me. I know underneath it, he’s sorry. He’s sorry for putting your life at risk, our marriage. I’m not angry, I should be but… You were always the exception to him. He loves you, Peggy, to a degree that is not the same as he loves me. There’s nothing wrong with that. There’s no competition between you and me for his love, but it’s there. And I’m not mad about it. I’m glad that you’re okay.”
 Peggy was not a crier. She’s never broken into tears, hysterically sobbed before. Yes, maybe in times of stress. Maybe during the war a time or two or when she forced herself to say goodbye to Steve far before she was ready, but never now. Yet she did cry, holding onto Maria who, bless this woman, was calming her down.
 --
 Nine months later, Anthony Micheal Stark was born. 
 The pregnancy had been an easy one to Peggy’s relief. She had managed to hide the pregnancy for as long as she could. She took maternity leave straight away, working from home when the pregnancy abled her. When it came time to give birth, she opted for a c-section to avoid the unnecessary process, even if that meant another scar on her body.
 He was beautiful. Brown eyes. Black hair. Screaming on top of his lungs. Her heart ached for him. Yet, as Peggy looked at this bundle of joy in her arms, the way he held onto her finger and smiled, her life was not meant for him.
 She could provide, yes but, she couldn’t trust herself to be there for him as a mother should. It’s why she made the difficult decision to give Anthony up for option - to entrust him to be cared for by Howard and Maria. 
 It might be a reminder of what happened, as will the scar that will always be on her body, but Peggy could keep a secret. She’d know they would love him in the same manner that she did.
 “Are you sure?” Maria asked one night, a hand over Peggy’s belly. “You don’t have to say yes, just because Howard-”
 “I’m sure, Maria. You and Howard will give Anthony a loving home. I couldn’t entrust him with anyone better,” Peggy sighed, feeling Anthony’s foot collide with the underside of her hand. 
 It seemed like Anthony agreed.
 This was the best choice she could make for all of them, the difficult choice, but the best one to ensure Anthony had the future he deserved. 
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laufire · 5 years
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agent carter
lowkey otp: I literally just met Dubious Scientists Jason Wilkes (I saw 2x01 two days ago), but I liked how flustered Peggy got around him, so for now, he goes here (no-one spoil me ANYTHING istg). And Mr. and Mrs. Jarvis are really darn cute. And I’ll never forget the idea of Gabe/Peggy.
high-key notp: I did just say my MCU notp was Steve/anyone, so.
[softly] don’t notp: eehhh… I wouldn’t call them notps, but I’m not really into Angie/Peggy or Peggy/Sousa, tbh (mostly because I’m not passionate about either of those characters).
high-key otp but i’m scared of saying it because it’s not a very popular choice: I don’t ship it, but I very much think there’s a (plausibly deniable) somewhat romantic undercurrent between Peggy and Howard –thought I doubt the show would’ve ever gone there–, and I feel that’d be the type of thing fandom wouldn’t want to talk about.
high-key otp and anyone on my tumblr knows it: this is the first time I really talk about this show, so I very much doubt “everyone knows this”, but my new ao3 icon is the scene in 2x01 where Peggy uncuffs Dottie, so um. Yeah. Dottie/Peggy (carterwood, apparently) is the closest I have to an OTP in this show. Am I being queer-baited? Most definitely. Am I still falling for it? You betcha.
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onheil-ferguson · 8 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Peggy Carter/Howard Stark Characters: Peggy Carter, Howard Stark Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Post-Captain America: The First Avenger, Cunnilingus, Drunken Confessions, Pining, Past Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Summary:
Howard Stark can be, in the simplest terms, obsessive. Finding the Tesseract was only the beginning of his search and he would keep on until he found what he was looking for. But what was it? The site of the Valkyrie crash? Captain America? Or was it just closure for his own missed connections? But really, if he just paid attention once in a while, he might not have missed them.
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clintnatalias · 9 years
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yo if anyone has a song/quote/poem that gives them peggy/howard feelings pls send them my way ?
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imagineagentcarter · 9 years
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Imagine Peggy and Howard actually did stop in Lucerne for some fondue.
They don’t actually make it on the way home from dropping Steve in the middle of an active war zone.
It’s not, in fact, until well after the war, after Howard has gotten Peggy to join him at SHIELD, that, at the end of a particularly grueling mission in western Germany, Howard surprises her at the airport to suggest a little detour.
Peggy is surprised a second time when, contrary to Howard’s usual panache, they end up paused outside a tiny hole in the wall restaurant accessible only via an entrance in a side alley far from the center of town.
"It may not look like much, but they have the best melted cheese in all of western Europe."
"Well, I should hope so."
He opens the door and a sweeping arm gestures for her to enter.  “Shall we?”
She graciously steps inside, and as they’re quickly seated at a corner table, Howard doesn’t even glance at the menu before immediately ordering two bowls of fondue and a bottle of their best red wine.
They fill the next twenty minutes with talk of her latest mission and casual updates on progress with SHIELD (as they always do on nights like this), but as soon as their meal arrives the discussion is cut short and neither speaks for several minutes, too occupied with dipping bread into delicious cheese (which, Peggy is delighted to find, lives up to Howard’s extolment).
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theavengersheadcanons · 11 years
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Submission #2001
Content warning: stillbirth
Peggy Carter and Howard Stark had a drunken affair sometime after Steve’s disappearance. When Peggy figured out she was pregnant, she resolved to give the child up for adoption which wouldn’t be easy considering she was somewhat high profile. On the day she gave birth to a healthy baby boy, another woman gave birth to a still-born baby boy in the same hospital. Seeing as Peggy did not wish to raise the child she had and this woman wanted her son, she and Peggy agreed to a switch. On that day, Bruce Banner came into the world.
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meidui · 2 months
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https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3nGPsyowCB/?igsh=MTg5MDNobmhqMGk5aw==
Peggy-Howard energy (Platonically)
omg the red lipstick and the "where do you want it, darling" in that accent is SO PEGGY
i'm trying to think of the kind of shenanigans that would require them to do this 🤭 like maybe howard needs an alibi and they decide that the most plausible cover story is that he spent the night with a woman and to prove it they need to cover him in kiss marks??
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onheil-ferguson · 8 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Peggy Carter/Howard Stark Characters: Peggy Carter, Howard Stark Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Post-Captain America: The First Avenger, Cunnilingus, Drunken Confessions, Pining, Past Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Summary:
Howard Stark can be, in the simplest terms, obsessive. Finding the Tesseract was only the beginning of his search and he would keep on until he found what he was looking for. But what was it? The site of the Valkyrie crash? Captain America? Or was it just closure for his own missed connections? But really, if he just paid attention once in a while, he might not have missed them.
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onheil-ferguson · 9 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Peggy Carter/Howard Stark Characters: Peggy Carter, Howard Stark Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Post-Captain America: The First Avenger, Cunnilingus, Drunken Confessions, Pining, Past Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Summary:
Howard Stark can be, in the simplest terms, obsessive. Finding the Tesseract was only the beginning of his search and he would keep on until he found what he was looking for. But what was it? The site of the Valkyrie crash? Captain America? Or was it just closure for his own missed connections? But really, if he just paid attention once in a while, he might not have missed them.
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theavengersheadcanons · 12 years
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Submission #1572
Peggy and Howard WERE fonduing. Peggy was insulted that Steve thought it was any of his business.
Submitted by anon
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