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swan-of-sunrise · 7 months

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Necessary Evils (Tales From The SSR)

Summary: As they await news of Michael Carter's surgery, (Y/N) and Jack discuss her unwanted connection to Arnim Zola and the feel of foreboding that the former Hydra doctor left in his wake.

Pairing: Jack Thompson X Fem!Reader, Peggy Carter X Daniel Sousa, Edwin Jarvis X Ana Jarvis

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: Hi there! This week's surprise one-shot is gonna explore a little of Specs' whereabouts in the aftermath of Bucky Barnes' death in The First Avenger and we're gonna have some great moments between her and Jack, so buckle up! Thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Necessary Evils January 1948 Los Angeles County Hospital, Los Angeles (Previous One-Shot)

“I got you some tea from the hospital’s cafeteria.” (Y/N) was pulled out of her silent reverie by Jack taking a seat beside her and offering her a disposable paper cup, the concerned gleam in her boyfriend’s blue eyes accompanied by the smallest of smiles for her benefit. “Earl Grey and two teaspoons of honey; I know how much it helps when you get one of your stress headaches.”

(Y/N), touched by his thoughtful gesture, reached over and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “Thank you, sweetheart.” She reached for the cup and after taking a long sip, she sat back in the uncomfortable waiting room chair with a frustrated sigh. “I hate this. The longer the surgery takes, the more I’d like to burst into that operating room and re-arrest that Nazi bastard before he tries anything funny with Michael.”

Beside her, Jack nodded as he patiently listened to her threats and threw Peggy – who was anxiously pacing across the hospital waiting room while Daniel unsuccessfully attempted to talk her into sitting down – a furtive glance before replying, “I don’t think this Zola guy would risk a lifetime imprisonment or execution by trying to bump off Carter mid-surgery, Specs. I mean, Stark and half a dozen MP’s are watchin’ him and the neurosurgeons like hawks as we speak, and he’s not gonna jeopardize the sweet deal the JIOA cut for him for something as low-stakes as this.”

“I wouldn’t call any of this ‘low-stakes,’ Flyboy,” (Y/N) murmured, looking around the fully-occupied waiting room and reflexively tightening her grip on her cup of tea; she, Jack, Peggy, Daniel, and the Jarvises, along with over a dozen uniformed SOE officers and SSR officials, were gathered at Los Angeles County Hospital for the long-awaited surgery that would theoretically restore Michael Carter’s mind to what it was before the brainwashing that Hydra subjected him to during the war. Several of the SOE officers served alongside Michael and had volunteered to travel from England to be with their fellow soldier in his time of need, but Peggy was understandably the most concerned of them all; Michael made his younger sister promise not to contact their parents about his staged death in 1941 and sudden reappearance until it was confirmed that the dangerous surgery was a success, wanting to prevent Harrison and Amanda Carter another heartbreak on the off-chance that Arnim Zola and the team of neurosurgeons failed and he passed away on the operating table. The Carter siblings spent several minutes alone with one another before they wheeled Michael into the operating room and since then, Peggy hadn’t been able to stay still. I’d be the same way if Freddie’s life were in the hands of that Nazi son of a bitch, (Y/N) thought to herself and one of her hands moved upwards to caress the locket containing her deceased brother’s photograph as she sympathetically watched Peggy continue to pace.

“You know what I mean.” Jack scooted closer to her side and when she finally looked over at him, the look of concern in his blue eyes was as prominent as ever. “Look, I get why Peggy’s taking all this personally…but I can’t figure why you are, too. You can talk to me, baby…” His hand moved to rest on her shoulder, and (Y/N) could feel the comforting warmth of his touch through the thin material of her blouse. “Whatever you’ve gotta say, I’m here. And if you don’t feel up to talkin’ just yet, then I’ll still be right here with you.”

(Y/N) lowered her gaze to her lap and spent several moments mustering the strength to speak, her voice wavering as she recalled some of the darkest moments of the war, the ones that she wished she could forget forever but sadly never could. “I helped capture Zola. I was deployed with the Howlies in the Swiss Alps, and we were tasked with finding and capturing Zola to interrogate him about Schmidt’s plans. Morita intercepted several radio transmissions from Hydra and after I decoded them, we had confirmation that Zola was on a train scheduled to travel through the same mountain pass that we were navigating. Steve, Bucky, Gabe and I used a zip chord to get onto the train while it was still in motion; Steve and Bucky left to secure the front train cars while Gabe and I stayed on the roof as their back-up, and that’s…that’s when…”

Her boyfriend rested his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together as he looked over at her. “That was the mission that Sergeant Barnes didn’t survive, wasn’t it?” She nodded, her eyes still diligently trained on the dark blue material of her trousers, but she could feel his compassionate gaze on her as he continued. “Barnes died a hero to his country. The bastard turned against Schmidt to save his own skin, and Cap and the SSR were able to end Hydra and the war. That’s gotta bring you and the rest of the Howling Commandos some satisfaction, right?”

“It did…” (Y/N) admitted, but she tightly pursed her lips as she recalled the aftermath of the fateful mission to capture Zola alive. “Right up until his interrogation, that is.”

The tunnels below the London headquarters of the Strategic Scientific Reserve echoed with the sound of (Y/N)’s standard-issue heels making contact with the stone floor as she approached one of many interrogation cells; her fingers tightly clutched the classified file in her hands in an effort to contain her swirling emotions but judging by the apprehensive expressions on the stationed MP’s faces whenever she passed by, she was doing a poor job of masking her true feelings.

“As requested, a copy of my mission report to D.C.,” (Y/N) announced as she came to a stop before Colonel Phillips, and she arched a brow at the tray of food he was holding. “Hungry?”

“Zola surrendered and didn’t try to do himself in with cyanide, so I figured that the usual interrogation techniques might not work on this wack-job. He should count himself lucky; I’ve got over a dozen SSR agents chomping at the bit to finally get their hands on a live Hydra operative.”

Just as Colonel Phillips balanced the tray on one hand to reach for the file, (Y/N) tightened her grip on it and blurted out, “Colonel, I need to go in there with you.”

“Agent (Y/L/N), you and the rest of the 107th tactical team have my condolences for Sergeant Barnes’ death, but I can’t allow you any access to-”

“Respectfully, Colonel, you’re the commanding officer of the Strategic Scientific Reserve; you can directly authorize an agent access to as many high-security prisoners as you deem necessary, correct? I’m only requesting access to one.”

“You don’t get to tell me how to do my job, Agent.” The sharp tone in the older man’s voice conflicted with the uncharacteristic compassion emanating from his dark brown gaze. “I’ll authorize you access to the observation room, but that’s it.”

(Y/N)’s jaw clenched as she forced herself to remain composed, but there was nothing she could do to keep her voice from trembling with barely-restrained grief. “Colonel, the man on the other side of that door is the reason my friend and God knows how many Allied soldiers are dead. I…I need to do all I can to ensure that he gives us all the intel we need to take Hydra down. I need to help end this war once and for all.”

In contrast with the strained working relationships he shared with Peggy and Howard, Colonel Chester Phillips seemed to have a soft spot for (Y/N) since the moment she was loaned out to the SSR from the OSS; Peggy often speculated that it was because she reminded him of his granddaughter back home and although she’d never admit it aloud, (Y/N) considered him to be the father-figure she’d always longed for. They got along with one another but more importantly, they shared a mutual respect and it was that respect that seemingly compelled the older man into finally giving her a relenting nod. With a brief command from Colonel Phillips, the MP stationed nearby opened the door and after taking a deep breath, (Y/N) followed the colonel into the interrogation cell.

A dim light from an overhead fixture illuminated the sparsely decorated cell, and the Swiss doctor whirled around to face them both as they sat down at the interrogation table; a surge of pleasure rippled through (Y/N) when she observed his colorless face and the way his hands anxiously fiddled with the sleeves of his prisoner’s uniform, and she maintained eye-contact with him as she crossed one leg over the other and leaned back in her seat. Colonel Phillips set the tray of food down onto the table and spun it around before gesturing towards the unoccupied chair across from them. “Sit down.”

With obvious trepidation, Zola followed his order and sat, his brow arching as he looked down at the steak, potatoes, broccoli and glass of milk laid out before him. “What is this?”

“Steak.”

“What is in it?”

“Cow!” Colonel Phillips looked incredulously between (Y/N) and Zola. “Doctor, do you realize how difficult it is to get ahold of a prime cut like that out here?”

The Swiss doctor shrugged. “I don’t eat meat.”

“Why not?”

Taken aback by (Y/N)’s pointed question, Zola fidgeted in his seat and replied, “It disagrees with me.”

“How about cyanide? Does that give you the rumbly tummy, too?”

While Zola’s brow furrowed in confusion, Colonel Phillips spun the tray back around and used the utensils to begin cutting into the steak as (Y/N) continued. “Every Hydra agent that we’ve tried to take alive has crunched a little pill before we can stop him, but not you.”

The colonel hummed in agreement as he feasted on the tray of food, raising his fork in the air and glancing over at (Y/N) with a look of exaggerated curiosity on his wrinkled face. “Here’s my brilliant theory, Agent (Y/L/N): he wants to live.”

“You’re trying to intimidate me, Colonel.” Zola’s beady eyes flicked between them as a sheen of sweat slowly covered his balding head, obviously growing anxious under the strain of his imprisonment and their unconventional interrogation.

Colonel Phillips scoffed. “We bought you dinner. Why don’t we cut to the chase and show Doctor Zola here what’s in that file?”

While the colonel cut the steamed potatoes into quarters, (Y/N) withdrew a single piece of paper from the file and slid it across the table, her red-lacquered nails drumming on the tabletop as she watched the Swiss doctor read the typed mission report aloud. “‘…and in exchange for his full cooperation, Doctor Zola is being remanded to Switzerland…’”

“I sent that message to Washington this morning. Of course, it was encoded.” (Y/N) leaned forward, resting her elbows on the tabletop, and fixed Zola with an unwavering stare. “You guys haven’t broken those codes, have you? That would be awkward.”

Zola’s expression remained neutral, but the lines between his brows were visibly deeper and she could practically see the wheels turning inside his head while he carefully considered his predicament. “Schmidt will know this is a lie.”

“He’s going to kill you anyway, doc.” Colonel Phillips punctuated his blunt reply with a shrug. “You’re a liability. You know more about Schmidt than anyone and the last guy you cost us was Captain Rogers’ closest friend, so I wouldn’t count on the very best of protection.” The sound of Bucky’s scream as he fell from the train and into the deep chasm below played on a loop in (Y/N)’s mind, forcing her to dig her nails into the skin of her palms to keep from reacting, an action she was no stranger to as a woman serving in a secretive branch of the Allied armed forces but one that she hated having to perform in the wake of her friend’s death. “It’s you or Schmidt; it’s just the hand you’ve been dealt.”

The Swiss doctor, taking note of the colonel’s grim tone and the obvious tension in (Y/N)’s shoulders, huffed out a humorless chuckle before nodding once and stating, “Schmidt believes he walks in the footsteps of the gods. Only the world itself will satisfy him.”

“You do realize that’s nuts, don’t you?”

Shaking his head, Zola huffed out a humorless chuckle at the colonel’s comment. “The sanity of the plan is of no consequence.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because he can do it!”

(Y/N), losing patience with Zola and his feeble attempts at providing them with answers, snapped out, “What’s his target?”

When Zola’s beady eyes focused on hers, a shiver of foreboding traveled up (Y/N)’s spine and it took every ounce of willpower she possessed not to look away as he simply replied, “His target…is everywhere.”

“He told us everything we needed to know; the exact coordinates of Schmidt’s secret base in the Alps, a detailed run-down of Schmidt’s plan to bomb over half a dozen of the world’s largest cities, how much time we had before Hydra’s scheduled attack on New York…and within twenty-four hours, Schmidt was dead and Hydra was finally defeated.” (Y/N)’s fingers were wrapped tightly around her now-empty cup and she was leaning against Jack’s side, taking comfort in her boyfriend’s sturdy form as she spoke in the lowest tone she could and kept a wary eye on Peggy across the waiting room. “But there was something about his eyes, like he knew some big secret that the colonel and I could never understand, and I can’t shake the feeling that there’s something we missed.” Swallowing thickly, she finally looked over at Jack and met his empathetic gaze. “That’s crazy, right?”

Jack shook his head. “Definitely not. Listen, Specs, we might’ve both served on opposite ends of the world, but all the horrible shit we saw and lived through during the war? It hasn’t broken us. We’re still here, and our experiences matter because they’re what shaped us into the people we are today: people who dedicated their lives to making this screwed-up world a better place.” The corner of his lip curved into a small smile as he affectionately bumped the side of her head with his own. “You were the one who taught me that.”

Looking into his clear blue eyes, (Y/N) felt the stiffness in her shoulders begin to melt away and she couldn’t fight the smile that slowly made its way onto her face. “I’m a pretty good teacher, aren’t I?”

“Oh, hands-down, the smartest and most gorgeous teacher I’ve ever had.” Her boyfriend’s flirtatious wink forced (Y/N) to mask her giggle with a cough and flash several of the waiting room’s occupants an apologetic look while he quietly continued. “If you think that Zola’s up to no good, then I believe you. There’s no easy way to handle a situation as delicate as Operation Paperclip; all we can do is our best and in this case, the best that we can do is to keep a close eye on him and every other scumbag Nazi scientist that they’ve recruited. How’s that sound, Specs?”

She took a deep breath and gave him a firm nod. “Like a pretty solid game plan, Flyboy.”

Before either of them could say another word, the double doors leading into the hospital’s operating room swung open and Howard strode into the waiting room, a grin on his face as he made a bee-line over to where Peggy stood. “Michael’s been wheeled into a recovery room and all preliminary signs are pointin’ to a successful operation. Your brother’s gonna be just fine, Peg.”

The younger woman’s anxious expression was overtaken by a look of overwhelming relief and she didn’t hesitate to throw her arms around the inventor in a tight hug. The rest of the waiting room collectively released the grateful breath that they’d been holding for hours and while the SOE officers and SSR officials talked amongst themselves, Jack wrapped an arm around (Y/N)’s shoulders and pressed a chaste kiss onto her temple; she closed her eyes and as she took comfort in her boyfriend’s supportive touch, she spoke a silent word of thanks to the universe for Michael’s successful surgery and for sending her a supportive and understanding partner in the form of Jack Grant Thompson.

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A/N: They're gonna have their hands full keeping an eye on Zola and the other Hydra scientists 👀 Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I've created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I'll be updating it every time I upload a new one-shot! Enjoy!

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ad-astra-per-aspera-1389 · 9 months

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I've said it before and I'll say it again: the best canon relationship the mcu ever gave us was this:

I just...go watch them in Agent Carter s2, okay?

Edwin loves his wife more than anything, prioritizing her over any adventure he might get to go on with Howard or Peggy.

Ana trusts her husband completely. Even when Edwin is off on adventures with Peggy, Ana never sees Peggy as anything but a friend. It's just so beautiful.

#edwin x ana jarvis #edwin jarvis #ana jarvis #agent carter #they make me feel things okay?

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bonusholegent · 1 year

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#agent carter #good omens #ana jarvis x edwin jarvis #ineffable husbands #ana jarvis #edwin jarvis #aziraley #crowley #aziraphale

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captainsophiestark · 2 years

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Tourist

Peggy Carter x Reader

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Written for Agent Carter Bingo 2022! @agentcarterbingo

Fandom: Marvel

Square Filled: Edwin Jarvis

Summary: Y/N Jarvis is none other than Edwin Jarvis' little sister. After a long time without seeing each other face to face, Y/N finally takes a vacation to sunny Los Angeles to visit her brother. She might find more than just familial love waiting for her, though, when her brother plays cupid between her and a certain female SSR agent.

Word Count: 1,827

Category: Fluff

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"Eddie!" I cried, dropping my suitcases to the ground and sprinting the short distance across the airport to hug my brother. He caught me, and although he had to take a step backward, he kept us from falling to the floor. "It's so good to see you!"

"It's wonderful to see you too, Y/N," he said, squeezing me tight. We stayed like that for a long time, reveling in finally seeing each other in person again. After years apart and one excruciatingly long flight from London, the Jarvis siblings were finally back together again.

Once we finally broke apart, I wasted no time turning to my brother's wonderful wife Ana and wrapping her in a tight hug as well.

"We're so happy you could finally come and visit us," she said, hugging me back just as tightly as I hugged her.

"Believe me, so am I."

We shared a smile as we pulled apart. I turned to find my brother had already grabbed both my bags from where I'd left them discarded on the floor.

"Shall we go then?" he asked. I grinned.

"We shall."

I linked arms with Edwin and Ana, and the three of us strode out of the airport together.

"So, exactly what do you have planned for us this week?" I asked. "This is my first time in Los Angeles, after all. I want it to be memorable."

"Don't worry, it most certainly will be," Edwin replied. "You're going to have an absolutely wonderful time."

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My brother hadn't been lying when he'd promised me a wonderful time. We drove back to his house, which stood on the property of Howard Stark's LA mansion, in a gorgeous convertible with the top down. We spent the first day at the beach, and the second day touring the city and seeing things I'd only ever seen on postcards. For my third day in the states, Stark let us visit his real-life movie set to see how it worked. By the time I joined my family at the table for breakfast on my fourth day of vacation, I never wanted to leave.

"So, Eddie," I started, kicking back as I munched on a piece of toast. "What's on the agenda for today."

Edwin scowled at me, and I just grinned back. He'd never liked that nickname, and he'd let it slide for the first few days I was here. Clearly, he'd gotten tired of it.

"Really, Y/N-"

"Hello!"

My brother had to cut his threat short at the sound of a woman's voice calling from the front entry. A second later, an absolutely gorgeous woman in a pink top and a dark green skirt breezed into the room, sunglasses and a smile on her face.

"Ms. Carter! Good morning!" said Eddie, perking up immediately.

"Good morning to you Mr. Jarvis, and Ana. And... who are you?"

I smiled, trying to control my rapid heartbeat as I reached out to shake her hand. "Y/N Jarvis. In LA for the first time to visit my brother."

"Oh! That's wonderful! I'm Peggy Carter, I'm an agent of the SSR and a friend of your brother's."

"Well, it's very nice to meet you."

"Likewise."

Peggy and I continued smiling at each other for a minute, before she cleared her throat and sat down. I tried not to stare at her, but I knew I wasn't succeeding. She was just so pretty.

"So, what have you all been up to since Y/N got to town?" asked Peggy.

"Oh, we've been going around and showing her the sights." My brother sounded a bit strange, so I tore my eyes away from Peggy to look at him. He stared back at me with a knowing expression on his face, and I shot him a glare that clearly said don't bring it up.

"Well that's awfully vague," teased Peggy. "What sights are those?"

"To tell you the truth, we haven't seen all that much beyond the beach, tourist traps, and Mr. Stark's movie set," said Edwin, turning back to Peggy with a new determination. "And Ana and I are so busy today, I'm afraid we won't be able to do much to change that. Although... Miss Carter, if you're not too busy, perhaps you wouldn't mind showing her around?"

I whirled on my brother, but before I could give him a hard, swift kick under the table, Peggy responded.

"I would love to," she said. I turned back to her, and she gave me a big smile. My heart stopped.

"Wonderful! Then it's all settled," said Edwin. "I suppose we'll see you two whenever you get back from your adventure."

He nodded to me and Peggy, then he and Ana stood and started heading for the door. Ana waved, and at the last second, Edwin turned and shot me a wink before he disappeared from the room. I honestly wasn't sure whether to kill him or hug him.

"So... anything in particular you were hoping to see today?"

I turned back to Peggy and found her watching me, a smile on her face. I took a deep breath to steel myself, then slowly, let a grin spread on my own face.

"Seeing as this is my first time in the country, I think I'll trust my resident expert. You pick the place and I'll follow."

Peggy's answering grin only made my heart race faster.

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Within just a few hours, I knew I owed my brother big time for setting this up. Peggy took me all throughout downtown LA, seeing the sites and trying all the best, hole-in-the-wall restaurants and cafés that only a local could find. We ran absolutely wild, laughing and tearing up the city together every step of the way.

Over the course of our day of adventure, my slight crush on Peggy Carter had ballooned into the worst crush I'd ever had. She was incredible, and even though I'd come here to spend time with Eddie and Ana, I never wanted to stop spending time with Peggy.

"Alright, how do you feel about one last adventure?" asked Peggy, turning to look at me from behind the driver's seat. We'd just left a gorgeous, almost-deserted beach after watching the sun sink into the ocean, and now we were sitting in the car.

"I say let's do it," I replied with a grin. Peggy smiled right back, and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Good. Then buckle up."

I did as she said as she pulled onto the road, navigating through the darkening city with expert precision. Eventually, we left the city lights behind and started working our way up a winding road into the mountains, where we could see the city lights sparkling below us.

"Where are we going?" I finally asked, staring at the beautiful sight outside the window.

"Have you ever heard of the Griffith Observatory?"

"Can't say that I have..."

"Well, it's just about the most spectacular view of the city you can get. As far as I'm concerned, it's just about the only tourist destination worth stopping at."

I smiled as the car pulled up to a big white building with a few green domed roofs. Peggy came to a stop and parked right outside, and then we both stepped out of the car.

"Follow me," said Peggy with a wicked grin as she spun on her heel and headed for the edge of the mountain. I did, and as we approached the railing the city came into clearer and clearer view.

"Peggy... this is incredible," I breathed. I walked the last few steps past her and leaned against the railing, taking in the gorgeous sight before me. When I'd first bought my plane ticket to visit my brother, I'd had no idea just how much I'd love it here.

"Isn't it? It's one of my favorite views in the city."

We stayed like that for a few more beats, and then I gathered my courage and turned to Peggy. She was already looking at me, a soft smile on her face.

"Thank you for showing me everything today," I said softly. "I... I've really enjoyed spending the day with you."

"So have I. I'm very glad I got to meet you, and spend some time with you."

"I'd... like to spend more time with you." I met Peggy's eyes as she raised an eyebrow in question. My heart hammered in my chest, but I forced myself to stay the course. I'd never felt like this about anyone before. "You're literally the coolest, prettiest, most amazing person I've ever met in my life."

Peggy blushed, but she didn't look away. "That's very sweet. You're... well, let's just say I haven't felt this way about someone in a... long time."

I smiled and took a step closer to Peggy. She didn't step away.

"It might be a bit premature for me to say this, but... I don't think I've ever felt about someone the way I feel about you."

Peggy's eyes glanced down to my lips, and before I could so much as lean forward, she wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer. Our lips crashed into each others' as I wrapped my arms around her neck, and we deepened the kiss. My heart felt like it was about to explode in my chest, but damn it, at least I'd die happy if it gave.

Finally, Peggy and I broke apart, breathless. A smile immediately spread across my face, and then a matching one grew on Peggy's as we locked eyes.

"That was... amazing," I breathed. Our arms were still wrapped around each other, and I had no intention of letting go.

"Yes, it was. Although I'm suddenly a bit concerned that Mr. Jarvis might have an issue with me kissing his sister."

I scoffed. "Please. You think he was really busy today? He made all that up because he wanted to set me up with you. I almost killed him for it at breakfast, but now I might have to get him a thank you gift."

Peggy laughed. "Well then, I won't worry about it. And I also won't worry about spending a bit more time up here before we go back."

"Good."

With that, I leaned back in and kissed Peggy again, this time softer and sweeter. We lingered at the top of the mountain for a lot longer than we'd planned to, enjoying each other's company and taking in the sights. Despite how irritating I found him at times, Eddie's plan had worked even better than either of us could've imagined.

My vacation to the states was only supposed to last for a few weeks. But with each passing day, I started to seriously consider whether or not I ever wanted to go back.

A life with my brother, Ana, and Peggy Carter sounded like a deal too good to pass up.

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jackiequick · 8 months

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— What If Jason stayed with House Stark? [ Agent Carter Fic]

Pairing: Howard Stark & Jason Underwood, Jason Underwood & Maria Stark, Howard Stark x Maria Stark

Characters mentioned: Tony Stark, Edwin Jarvis, Pepper Potts, James Rhodes, Nick Fury, Ana Jarvis, Peggy Carter and Darcy Lewis

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU), Agent Carter

Summary: Jason and Howard had a falling out, both wanting different things and never getting to apologize for their actions. In result, it broke down the family they created for themselves, but what if they didn’t? What if they were able to see Tony grow up and continue work at SHIELD?

Setting: Post-Agent Carter, Pre Iron Man and during the first Iron Man

Warning: Fluff, Angst, and hinting to future MCU projects down the line

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It hurts. The painful thing about that agreement was there it felt like a little thread was snapped off. They say a break up between you and a girlfriend is hard, but of a friendship? That feels like worsening a open wound.

It’s been days now.

He was at Jarvis’s house in a guest room unpacking up his things and on the phone with his nephew, Tony, to make sure they were still up for a ride to the park. Even if Howard nor himself didn’t want to see each other’s face, still didn’t mean he wasn’t going to speak with his friend and nephew.

He felt bad lying to his kid, saying that he was just going on a break from the house and a small mission afterwards. But he knew he was saving young Tony from heartbreak, hoping things can return back to the way it was.

“So buddy, what else did you do today?” Jason asked into the phone, with a loopy grin hearing his voice.

“Ohh! Me and mommy went to the beach! I made a sandcastle.” Tony said with so much enthusiasm in his voice.

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Downstairs in the workshop center stood two chairs, one empty and the other being occupied by the man of the house. He was tinkering on an old set of equipment and replacing a few tapes from earlier that week.

His mind was running miles a minute, chewing the lower edge of his lips and running a hand across his hair. He couldn’t focused.

He hate to admit but he felt like a missing piece wasn’t clear.

“Howard?”

A voice called out his name. Looking up from his spot at the desk to glance over at the voice. There stood in the doorway listening was his wife. Her blonde curls looked more like waves, as her eyes gently lightened by shiny lights from the hallway.

“Hm?” He responded back, waving for her to come over.

She sat down gently on his lap, running a finger underneath his deep chocolate brown curls.

“Are you coming to bed anytime soon?” Asked Maria with a soften smile.

“Ohhh. Oh um, yeah sure…just trying to crack this..” Howard replies softly with a sad smile that he couldn’t hide from his wife.

“The equation or JJ?”

“What about JJ?”

“Don’t play dumb, Howard..”

He sighed, “…what do you want me to say? Admit that i was harsh on him? That he was right?”

“I think you know the answer to that, honey.” Maria simply replies.

Howard knew that he missed up. They both did. But he’s too much of a mess, to point out the narrative of the situation. He let his friend walk out that door after saying he doesn’t want to ever see him again. To get out of his life. He should’ve stopped him before he left the house.

Jason will always be there for him. But will he forgive him after this?

“I should’ve stopped him..” Howard admitted softly, it came out as a whisper.

“Why didn’t you?” Maria questioned his actions, already knowing the response.

“..I couldn’t admit that he was right. I knew he wouldn’t listen after what i said…”

“You will figure it out.”

“Where is he now?”

“At Jarvis’s house. Be told me he will be moving back to New York soon…”

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That same weekend, the pair kept crossing over one another at work. Neither one said a word, only a short simple nod to acknowledge one another’s presence in the room. It felt like a headache was coming, this pinging reminder of what happened.

Jason didn’t bother looking at Howard most of the day, finding himself walking away to speak to others about a concept or bumping into Jarvis outside the building. He sighed, rubbing his face in annoyance.

Howard stayed in his office when he wasn’t chatting with his colleagues or having lunch with his friends, such as Hank Pym. Every single time he saw his old friend walk past his side of the floor, he sighed deeply and loudly at the sight.

It felt like a break up where might’ve screwed up their reputations within the group.

As much as their friends didn’t say anything, they felt like something was off in the air. Yeah sure their little group has always been until the end in agreements and tried to make calls to fix things. Plenty of times, Howard fought with Hank Pym where chairs would be thrown across the room.

Some things just couldn’t be fixed but Peggy Carter wasn’t having it today.

She stormed into the room knocking some scene with Jason and Howard, dragging both adult men into a large office to speak together. She would’ve brought bigger guns to the playing field but she didn’t want to bring half of the group into this. Not today.

She stood in the room with her arms crossed, “You two better pull your head out of your asses! I’m sick of this. I’ve seen you fight before plenty of times where you walked out of the bloody building but this?! It’s incredible!”

“Peg—” Howard spoke up but was cut off.

“Ah! I don’t want to hear it. I don’t know what exactly happened here but you two are going to fix it or so god help me.”

“And what else is there to say huh? Peg—” Jason add but this time was cut off by the women.

“OHH! This is much more to say. You will will resolve this bloody issue soon, if it’s the thing you do today.”

Before both men can say an word, Peggy Carter walked out closing the door behind her. Jason rushed to try and open it, but he was too late. Howard sighed muttering something to himself, with his hands on his hips.

Neither said a word to one another, pacing around the room and just sipping on glasses of water that were set in place. There was dead silence that engulfed the area they sat in.

Until a laugh was heard.

It was Howard snickering and scoffing, shaking his head at the situation. Jason gave him a odd looking muttering to himself at the moment.

“What’s so funny?” He asked with a soft glare, not realizing this was the first word he has spoken to the man in days.

“This.” Howard simply said, waving his hand around to emphasize the meaning of his word, “Peg, trapped us here and we’re acting like complete morons to her.”

“Well can you blame her? I’ve not been in the best mood lately…you know why.”

“Let’s just try to get out, okay?”

“No. She wants to talk and we will..i hope.”

“What is there to talk about?”

“Howard…”

He felt a headache coming on from just the way he said it. Jason stayed silent, taking another sip of his drink and lightly chuckled at the cheesy ridiculousness of the situation.

“You see it! It’s funny.” Howard exclaimed with a half smile, pointing out the chuckle he just heard and sighed, “…look. I’m not good at this time, alright?”

Jason scoffed jokingly adding a small, “You know that’s right..sorry go on.”

“Uhhhh! Ok here it goes! I-i why is this so hard to say?!”

“Say it with your chest.”

“Do i have to?”

“Do you want to get out of here or not?”

“Oh god, fine! But you have to say your truth then!..uh i screwed up…”

“Look who’s learning!..and?”

“What do you want me to say? That i screwed up and you were right this whole time?”

“I think you just admitted it..”

“I did not!”

“Oh yes you did!”

“Jason!”

“Howard.”

Both men sent glares to one another however they couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. Sure they were pissed off, fumbling and fuming over the agreement with one another. There’s pride and ego always get the best of them.

It was hard for Howard to admit when he’s greatly wrong about something and it’s hard for Jason to admit when he clearly hears something then overstepped.

“Uh, look man, i’m sorry..i messed up, I didn’t mean everything i said in the lab, okay?” Jason said, rubbing a hand across his face with such seriousness and sincerity in his eyes.

“You called you a huge jerk, JJ! You said I was practically a poor excuse of a parent and I didn’t think of anything but my work!” Howard exclaimed taking a seat across from the table, feeling defensive.

“Because you don’t! I work just as much as you do, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have time to spend with our family and friends. I’ve seen the man you’ve become and I don’t like it. I overstepped when I mentioned it earlier..”

“You’re not getting it. I’m doing the right thing here!”

“No, I get it! I do understand it, but you don’t.”

“Everything I do is for our family, you know that! Not once have I thought I’m not giving you, Maria or Tony the best life I could. It’s why always i fight and invest time in my experiments.”

“Answer me this then. When was the last time you’ve gotten caught up watching a film with us? Or shown Tony the lab?”

“He’s not allowed in there. And I’m too busy for that, ask Peg she can tell you. I don’t have time for that.”

“That’s my point. You don’t make time for anyone else but yourself.”

“Uh, excuse me?!”

“I said once I say again, your mind is one of the most incredible things about you, and it has been transferred over to Tony. He’s a smart kid. He just wants to spend some time with you. Me and Peggy want to spend some time with you!”

“I don’t have—”

Howard cut himself off greatly with a sigh and placed his head in his hands. He grumbles underneath his breath, hating to admit when he’s wrong but he knew that he is. He’s not the same man he once was all those years ago and doesn’t intend to go backwards to fix it all.

Both men went slapping insults, excuses and explanations, back and forth like it was a battlefield. One would’ve laughed if they weren’t trying to make a point to one another, wanting to leave this room.

Howard felt like he couldn’t breathe as he huffed, “What do you want me to do? I’m not changing who i am now, JJ. I just started watching the world change and i want to be there to see it.”

“I’m..uhh, i don’t know, I don’t expect you to change anything. But i do know one thing. You’re a good man and a smart one, you’ll figure out. I just believe that i screw up and we need to fix this..” Jason admitted with a sigh, rubbing his temple.

“How?”

“Take it from someone who knows time is special and should be well spent, I think you need a break. Take some time off…”

“I don’t know if i can..and I don’t want to fight anymore. I’ve haven’t slept in days or ate well either thinking about the times I’ve lied to make myself feel better..”

Jason scoffed, “I’ve barely had a chance to process everything i said that day..I can’t sleep. I couldn’t remember the last time i ate well..I’m tired of not feeling good…”

“I’m sorry i let you walk out..I shouldn’t have said that you should leave, because I didn’t think you would..”

“It’s alright. I think the best course of action is to reevaluate our relationship..”

“It’s gonna take time.”

“I have all the time in the world.”

Howard chuckled, “Ain’t that right.”

Each took their turns talking about what happened, how they left horrible and hoping to try to path up their issues. It felt like a long talk, 45 minutes of silence with a mix chatter between both sides. But there was still so much to talk about later on...

They stood up shaking hands, ready to get out of the room before Jason pulled him in for a hug. Howard hesitated to return the hug but for what’s it’s worth, he felt good hugging his friend back.

Howard hugged him like it’s his last day on earth and stayed there in his best friends arms with a smile as Jason returns the hug with a matching smile.

They missed each other deeply. It was sorta hilarious, how much time they spent without seeing another and the complaints from one each other about it. But it was simple really, they’re friends.

No matter what happens. Things stayed true for the pair. Respect, care, loyalty and a basic sense of love.

Despite everything they love each other like brothers, treat one another like a good friend and always respect their relationship like a pair of lovers.

The two left the room, decided to have lunch together and head back home. Howard was supposed to drive him back home to his house but took a short detour. He drove up to his house with a smile and his friend gave him an odd look, recognizing what he meant.

The moment they enter the house, Maria greeted both of her boys with loving arms gently kisses both their faces. The trio talked about their current living conditions and where they stand, until the pattern footsteps of the little man of the house came into view.

Little Tony Stark was wearing his NASA shirt and jeans, holding up his toy hammer with a smile climbing into his mama’s lap. She showered him in kisses.

His eye lighten up after seeing his second favorite person in the room, climbing out of his mother’s lap into his uncles. Jason smiled at the sight. Howard chuckled ruffled his son’s hair seeing the pure smile on his face, then leaned down to kiss his wife.

“Ewwww!!” Tony squeals covering his eyes.

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Years went on, arguments came and went, simple small adjustment were made by their families rules and regulations came across to how everyone acted. Howard became a little comfortable and softer with his son letting him learn more from his father. Jason worked between units of SHIELD and other jobs, being care to watch his mouth every now and then. Or else Peggy would’ve smacked the living hell out of them.

Sadly Maria and Howard died, leaving their son in the care of his godmother Peggy Carter and uncle Jason Underwood. Along with Jarvis and his lovely wife Ana. So he was cared for, but still annoyed with his father. Something Tony would never let down is proving himself to be good or even greater than his father.

Peggy stayed in and out of SHIELD work meanwhile Jason retired from his office. He still kept tabs on the organization but decided to stay away after a few incidents resulting in his responses or concerns being blown over his head.

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Currently he road up to the Stark Mansion, stepping out of his black cherry sports car and pulling out his sunglasses to see the beauty of the sight, after being gone for too long. He half smiled at the redesigns he added to the front of the house.

He greeted Pepper at the door, giving him a small hug and a kind kiss on the cheek. He handed her a bag of donuts and a freshly made cup of coffee he ordered just for her.

“You didn’t need to get me anything, J.” She replied with a smile, looking into the bag to see her favorite set of donuts.

“You deserve a sweet treat every once in a while, doll.” He added, chuckling looking over his shoulder at the small mess.

“Oh I’m sorry about the confusion and mess..”

“Oh no, it’s fine honey. Just didn’t expect this house to be so quiet at this time and hour…?”

“Ah, well you know where he is. Hasn’t come out of his lab since yesterday and I’m scared to check.”

“That’s what I’m here for. Go ahead and enjoy the coffee before it gets cold.”

Pepper thanked him, grateful to have him in her life and feeling lucky to see him around the house again. She left to the kitchen counter to enjoy her donuts and coffee in peace, she knew Tony was tinkering down there and it possibly involves some kind of new crazy investment of technological enhancements. Building a suitable way to help the people, according to him.

Jason step down the stairs being greeted by their A.I. Jarvis, who announced his presence to the center of the lab, which he thanked him for. Once he landed on the final step and stood underneath the doorframe his jaw dropped drastically.

“What the hell?!” He yelled seeing the sight.

There stood Tony Stark removing himself from a set of metal plates and holding a helmet in his hands, having DUMMY hold up a few more items for him. Next to the man in place was a human size action figure looking suit, in deep golden yellow and hot rod red.

The room was filled with metallic gray plates, tools left and right, a diagram model of suits and thrown out gloves. As well plenty of other things just landed across the lab.

Tony looked up with a soft smile and shrug, “Let’s face it, this isn’t the worse thing you caught me doing.”

“What the hell are you doing?” He asked walking into the lab, his eyes wondering over to the suit looking very confused.

“I’m building a suit, isn’t it obvious?”

“Tony.”

“After everything that happened lately and seeing what my weapons have accomplished, I don’t like it. So I figured I’d do something about it.”

“And a iron suit is your answer? I’m sorry son, but I need a better explanation. Please.”

“This suit will help me save civilians and undo the damage I’ve caused. My weapons and the way the world is becoming, I think it needs a change. Help people..”

“A heroic path?”

“Yeah. Or that’s at least what I’m trying to do.”

“..okay.”

“Okay?”

“Is Jarvis in the suit? And it fully charged with sensors to brace for impact?”

Tony smirked and nodded.

Jason was scared out of his mind about this idea, fearing he might get himself hurt, but he knew he couldn’t stop him from doing this. The least he can do is make sure he was safe.

Little did he know that this would be the start of Iron Man becoming a new hero, his possible return to SHIELD with Agent Coulson showing up and his way to enforcing his placement back into the new world. He wasn’t ready for the new faces he would met along the way either.

—//—

Thanks for reading! What did you think?

Pls like, comment and reblog!

I could do a follow up with him being in Iron Man 2 and or Thor, which is where he meets Jane Foster and Darcy Lewis (+ a young Melissa Wallace) if you like? Whatever movie is up for grabs!

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ao3feed-peggysous · 11 months

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Not Quite a Stark

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kEM8wxy

by ChasingTee

Born a Carter, she’s a born agent. Raised by Peggy and by Howard, she’s incredibly intelligent. Kidnapped by HYDRA, she’s traumatized.

All the training and schooling in the world could never have prepared her for what was to come.

Words: 4166, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Peggy Carter, Charles Xavier, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Howard Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Phil Coulson, Thor (Marvel), Nick Fury, Carol Danvers, Hank Pym

Relationships: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Daniel Sousa, Ana Jarvis/Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark/Maria Stark

Additional Tags: Original Character(s)

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#ao3feed #fanfic #agent carter #peggysous #peggy carter

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ijustreallylikecaptainamericaok · 1 year

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And that’s a wrap on Agent Carter Bingo! I may not have gotten as much done as I would’ve liked, but it was still great to finally get a chance to make stuff for these characters/ships that I love so much. If this runs again in the future, I will definitely take another crack at it, lol.

Many thanks to the @agentcarterbingo mods for running this event!

Opening Night (AO3 / Tumblr) G/General; Peggy/Angie; Drabble/Moodboard; Nervous Backstage buzzed with nervous excitement, so no one gave a second thought to Angie’s pacing.

The Charm (AO3 / Tumblr) G/General; Peggy/Jason; Moodboard; “I love you.” A third chance at three small words.

In Good Company (AO3 / Tumblr) G/General; Peggy/Steve/Angie; Moodboard; Modern AU She was prepared to help a theatre company struggling after the loss of its eponymous founder, but...

Easy Pieces (AO3 / Tumblr) G/General; Peggy/Ana/Edwin; Moodboard; Puzzle Their happiness felt so complete.

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all-that-jazz-93 · 3 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Agent Carter (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ana Jarvis/Edwin Jarvis Characters: Ana Jarvis, Edwin Jarvis, Peggy Carter Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Bad Dreams, Domestic Fluff, The Jarvises Being Sweet and Domestic, No Take Only Throw Meme:, No Plot Only Fluff, Edwin Jarvis Loves His Wife More than Anything, Injury Recovery, Spoilers For the End of 2x10 Summary:

Ana and Edwin share a quiet afternoon post-2x10. Pure self-indulgent fluff piece I wrote because I adore the Jarvises and I wanted to write about them.

Title is from The Chicks song "Easy Silence"

#agent carter #edwin jarvis #ana jarvis #edwin x ana #fanfiction #fanfic #archive of our own #ao3

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swan-of-sunrise · 1 year

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Over The Moon (Tales From The SSR)

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day in the West Coast SSR and love is in the air for Daniel and Peggy, who spend the day watching their friends’ fledgling romance flourish and looking back on the beginnings of their own relationship.

Pairing: Peggy Carter X Daniel Sousa, Jack Thompson X Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warning/Disclaimers: None

A/N: Hi guys! I’m sorry it’s taken so long for this little one-shot to come out (I had a different one planned but after rewriting it twice, I scrapped it and decided to work on this one) but today, we’re gonna revisit Daniel and Peggy’s relationship from our favorite chief’s POV! Thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Over The Moon February 1948 West Coast Strategic Scientific Reserve, Los Angeles (Previous One-Shot)

“Aw, Peg, you shouldn’t have…”

Peggy simply shrugged her shoulders and smiled as Daniel reverently admired the signed baseball he’d just unwrapped. “It was no trouble at all, Daniel! Mr. Jarvis and I were at one of Howard’s silly parties and we just so happened to run into Mr. Robinson there, along with six of his fellow teammates from the Brooklyn Dodgers. I knew how much you liked the team, so I took advantage of the golden opportunity before me in the name of romance and voilà.”

Daniel grinned and shook his head in loving exasperation, knowing perfectly well that his amazing girlfriend had conned Howard Stark into pulling some strings and getting half the Brooklyn Dodgers to sign a baseball just for him. But there’s not a chance in hell that she’d ever admit to asking Stark for help, he thought with an inward chuckle as he crumpled the heart-patterned wrapping paper into a ball and tossed it into the waste basket across the office, and there’s not a chance in hell that I’ll ever question a ball signed by one of the best players in Major League Baseball. “It’s a very thoughtful gift, honey, definitely the best Valentine’s Day gift I’ve ever received. Thank you.” Daniel leaned in and captured her lips in a sweet kiss, lightly chuckling in embarrassment once they finally separated. “Now I sorta feel like a chump for just getting you that perfume…”

“You shouldn’t, darling; just because I enjoy cleaning and assembling weapons in my spare time doesn’t mean I don’t like smelling good while doing so.” Peggy smiled triumphantly as he laughed. “You took the time to browse my vanity, locate my perfume bottles and use them to determine which of the new perfumes at Bullock’s that I’d be the fondest of. I promise, it was just as thoughtful of a gift as a baseball signed by some of your all-time favorite players.”

A triumphant shout interrupted their next near-kiss, and they both looked out the office windows into the bullpen to see an elated Jack punch the air and scribble something down on a notepad. Sitting at the desk across from him, (Y/N) smiled to herself as she adjusted the vase full of baby-pink roses placed beside her morning cup of tea and continued typing out a case report on her typewriter. Daniel, sensing that there was something unusual going on between his top two agents, furrowed his brow in confusion and turned back to face his girlfriend. “What’s all that about?”

“Oh, (Y/N) thought it would be sweet to write a Valentine’s Day card entirely in code and give it to Jack along with his gift.” The office door was closed but Peggy lowered her voice all the same. “Don’t tell either of them that I said anything, but apparently our dear Jack mentioned to (Y/N) that he really wanted a photograph of her so that he could have something beautiful to brighten up his desk. So, she went down to the portrait studio last week and had one taken to give to him today.”

Sure enough, when Daniel looked back out at the bullpen, he spotted the framed black-and-white photograph of the agency’s top codebreaker and smiled at how carefully the ex-chief propped it against his desk lamp so that he could glance up at it while he decoded. “You don’t say? Are we one-hundred-percent certain she’s dating our Jack Thompson and not some sort of sappy doppelgänger who’s seen one too many Cary Grant flicks?”

Peggy chuckled as she leaned back against his desk. “It is a little hard to believe that the Jack Thompson currently hard at work decoding a declaration of love is the same one I once threatened to shoot. What’s even harder to believe, though, is that we never realized how obviously over the moon they were for one another; Thompson was forced to spell it out for us over the phone when he decided to step down as Chief and relocate to Los Angeles, remember?”

“When you think about it, it’s not really that surprising.” Daniel smirked a little at his girlfriend’s incredulous frown. “C’mon, Peg, how long did it take for us to get our heads out of our asses and finally admit that we were over the moon for each other?”

A light pink blush appeared in Peggy’s cheeks and he could practically see her recalling all those months of quiet pining and longing stares as she fought the smile that was threatening to form on her cherry-red lips. “Perhaps you have a point there, Daniel. Out of curiosity, when was it that you started to have feelings for me?”

“The exact moment? I’m not really sure, but I do know when I realized that I saw you as more than my coworker.” Daniel hung his crutch on its hook and sat down in his desk’s chair. “It wasn’t very long after I joined the SSR and I was having a real bad day that day; I slipped on the steps outside and that caused me to be late, Dooley handed one of my cases over to Thompson, and Krzeminski wouldn’t stop cracking jokes about my leg. But then you came around with the lunch orders and there was a chocolate-chip cookie I definitely didn’t order hidden inside my take-out box; that cookie turned a bad day into an okay one…well, that and when Krzeminski’s desk drawers mysteriously jammed and he fell on his ass trying to pry them open.” They laughed and Daniel smiled up at Peggy as he continued. “That’s when I knew that there was someone in my corner at the SSR, someone who didn’t pity me but who understood better than most anyone what it felt like to be up against the entire world.”

With a gentle smile on her face, Peggy slid down from the desk and took a seat on his lap, one of her arms resting across his shoulders while the other fiddled with the collar of his aloha shirt. “I’d say that I was only doing what anyone else would, but we both know what manner of agents we were working alongside back in New York.”

“You’ve got that right. So, when did you know that you had a thing for me?”

His girlfriend’s smile morphed into something coyer. “All right, I’ll tell you…over dinner tonight.” Daniel groaned in disappointment while she merely chuckled at his dramatics. “Seriously, we really should try and get some sort of work done today, darling; we have half a dozen cases to sign off on, three witnesses to interview for the Olsen case and-oh, for heaven’s sake!”

Daniel followed Peggy’s incredulous eye-line to see Jack and (Y/N) standing by the former’s tidy desk; the codebreaker was whispering something into the agent’s ear and judging by the lopsided grin beginning to form on his lips, it had absolutely nothing to do with work. While a pink-faced Daniel and a smirking Peggy watched, (Y/N) took Jack’s hand in hers and cast a furtive glance around the bullpen before pulling him out into the hall. “…What’re the odds that they’re headed into the supply closet for more typewriter ribbon?”

“About as good as Rose finally joining Samberly for a night on the town,” Peggy quipped, her brown eyes alight with playfulness as she expectantly looked down at him. “So, shall we set a good example for the others and get back to work?”

After pretending to ponder his girlfriend’s question, Daniel suddenly used his good leg to push his rolling desk chair across the office, grinning as Peggy giggled at the unexpected movement and tightened her arm around his shoulders; he grabbed the cord of his window’s Venetian blinds and tugged them closed before moving his hand to cradle the back of Peggy’s neck. “Maybe later. We can’t let Jack and (Y/N) have all the fun, can we, Agent Carter?”

Peggy chuckled and shook her head as her fingers carded through his hair. “We certainly can’t, Chief Sousa.”

Their lips met in a slow and passionate kiss and Daniel sighed at the pleasant sensation of his girlfriend’s crimson nails gently scraping against his scalp, tightening his hold on her and smiling against her red-hued lips as he thanked his lucky stars that he’d finally achieved the honor of being Peggy Carter’s Valentine.

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A/N: Daniel’s so cute lol thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new one-shot. Enjoy!

Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0iKzLZlEK1rTaSIiW5zRlk?si=97af3c9ce3ff4b65

“Tales From The SSR” Masterlist

“Specs and the Flyboy” Masterlist

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#tales from the ssr #specs and the flyboy #jack thompson x reader #jack thompson #peggy carter x daniel sousa #peggy carter #agent carter #daniel sousa #chief sousa #rose roberts #aloysius samberly #howard stark #edwin jarvis #ana jarvis #edwin jarvis x ana jarvis #strategic scientific reserve #marvel cinematic universe

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momentofch-aos · 1 year

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Agent Carter Bingo 2022 Masterlist

I've had so much fun doing this so here is the masterlist of the 16 (!!!) fics I've uploaded this year. (the titles are links)

No 1. It was LA...

When looking through old files, Daisy asks Sousa about one of his old cases.

Square Filled : Whitney Frost

Pairing : Daniel Sousa x Daisy Johnson, previous Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 2 At Long Last, All Was Well

Peggy goes on a mission but is declared missing in action. Daniel deals with work, the children and his own emotions.

Square Filled : Reunion

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 3 Go to Sleep.

Three times they encouraged each other to get some rest.

Square Filled : Go to sleep

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 4 Better Than She Knew Herself

Peggy is on a stakeout when she see’s Daniel enter a flower shop. Misunderstandings and fluff ensues. Peggy meets Daniel's family.

Square Filled : Flower Shop

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 5 As It Should Be

Peggy and Daniel's relationship in season 2 through the eyes of everyone's favourite butler, Edwin Jarvis.

Square Filled : Edwin Jarvis

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 6 Lead The Way

Jack sends Peggy and Daniel off on an overnight mission together... but there's only one bed. Set Post-season 1 - not canon compliant

Square Filled : One Bed

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 7 Sweet Goodbyes to Precious Hellos

Angie receives great news and gets an even better surprise to celebrate!

Square Filled : Angie Martinelli

Pairing : Peggy Carter & Angie Martinelli (platonic) background Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa (romantic)

No. 8 Catching A Break

Rose convinces Peggy to go on a blind date, knowing it isn't quite what it seems

Square Filled : Blind date

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 9 Safe in Your Arms (as you are in mine)

Towards the beginning of their relationship, before they went to bed together, Daniel began to notice that Peggy would sleep almost defensively.

Square Filled : Peggy Carter

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 10 My Memory of You

It had been two days since they’d got the diagnosis. Two days since Beth Sousa had sat beside her mother in the doctor’s office while he delivered the news she had been somewhat expecting.

tw : Alzheimer's diagnosis and discussion, grief

Square Filled : Memory

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No 11. The Effect of Good Friendships

Peggy and Daniel save Jack's wedding when he's about to mess up - with the best intentions.

Square Filled : Wedding

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 12 Rich in Love

Tony Stark lived a life of luxury. His father had endless money, which to the general public meant Tony was rich. But Tony knew he was rich in other ways.

Square Filled : Picnic

No main focus pairing but Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa and Edwin Jarvis x Ana Jarvis involved.

No. 13 Always a Knockout

“Word is that Carter and Thompson are fighting in the main gym sir.”

Square Filled : 'Not Again'

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No 14. No-One Plots Murder Aloud

"I would get away with it you know"

"Yes dear."

Square Filled : Murder

Pairing : Peggy Carter x Daniel Sousa

No. 15 A Little Reassurance