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Hi, I'm Tara and this in my indie rp blog for Agent Peggy Carter, MCU based.
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Moving!
I know that the poll I ran a bit ago said to stay, but things feel so cluttered here!
So, I'm moving blogs.
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agentnamed:
americashielded:
@agentnamed said:
“My Darling, are you okay?”
“I think so…I mean…yeah, yeah, I’m okay, just…” Steve rubbed his forehead a little after hesitating. He should have said he was fine and just left it that, but he couldn’t lie to Peggy even by omission. “I’m just really stressed right now with everything today. It’s got me all restless and I don’t know how to de-stress right now. I’ve never been good at that, to be honest.”
Peggy nodded.
She wanted to reach out and comfort Steve, but she also didn’t want to crowd him. She knew what it was to be stressed and restless. She just wanted Steve to be happy.
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“…well, staying with me right now is a pretty good step one.” He could never turn his beloved Peggy away. He always wanted her company, wanted her to be with him every waking second they could be together. “Kissing me might not be a bad step two. But plainly, I don’t have any idea what step three is other than whatever you can think of to help take my mind off things and sleep easier. I really don’t want to deal with thinking about the SSR hounding me for even a sample of my blood. Howard’s not sold on the idea either, you know.”
Peggy smiled and pulled Steve close so she could kiss him.
She knew Steve and knew if he was asking for a kiss, things would be alright.
"What would you say to a nice relaxing soak in the tub, and then an evening of cuddling in bed with your best girl, would that help get your mind off things?"
I need to get this out of my head, but I'm putting in under the cut, so if you rather skip ooc content, you can.
My grandfather died on Friday. He apparently had a heart attack in his sleep, woke up, didn't feel right, and went to the hospital. And died yesterday afternoon.
The thing is, he was alive in the hospital for HOURS. And nobody called me until AFTER he was gone.
That really hurts because I didn't get to say goodbye. What hurts even worse, is my family went out to dinner to process everything, literally blocks away from where I was crying my eyes out at home, and not one person thought let's include the youngest granddaughter. I didn't know they had gone to dinner to grieve and talk things out as a family until my dad called and said that he was coming over so that my grandmother could see me for 30 minutes.
I had to fucking text my dad and aunt this morning and tell them I wanted to be there today to support my grandma as we made arrangements.
And then I was trying to express how devastated and fucking hurt I was. And my narcissistic asshole of a father looks at me and goes: "it's hard for all of us, Tara, but that's life, and you got to get used to it."
MOTHER FUCKER NO ONE SAID THAT THIS WASN'T FUCKING HARD FOR YOU, ALL I SAID WAS THAT I FELT LIKE I NEEDED TO BE DOING SOMETHING, YOU KNOW LIKE BEING FUCKING HELPFUL. YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!
You people didn't inform me in time to say goodbye. You left me alone to cry my eyes out while you used each other for support. And now you are making me feel like shit for trying to express how I feel.
And I can't say any of that because he just lost his dad.
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@agentnamed said:
“My Darling, are you okay?”
“I think so…I mean…yeah, yeah, I’m okay, just…” Steve rubbed his forehead a little after hesitating. He should have said he was fine and just left it that, but he couldn’t lie to Peggy even by omission. “I’m just really stressed right now with everything today. It’s got me all restless and I don’t know how to de-stress right now. I’ve never been good at that, to be honest.”
Peggy nodded.
She wanted to reach out and comfort Steve, but she also didn't want to crowd him. She knew what it was to be stressed and restless. She just wanted Steve to be happy.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Seriously considering rebooting on a new blog, should I?
Yeah!
No, stay here!
Almost | Steve and Peggy

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I'm so tired you guys, my personal life is a fucking mess, and now I feel like I have to be suspicious of everyone and everything online because people are fucking creeps and jerks.
It's exhausting.
“Are those bullet holes?“ a six-year-old Missy Cooper prods. @detectiverickitubbs
Peggy grabbed the child by the back of her shirt to keep her away from what the girl had so aptly pointed out was bullet holes.
"Missy, I want you to go wait next door, I'll come get you when it's safe."
Missy's eagerness to investigate is practically palpable with the way her eyes are destined to linger on the spiderwebbed glass. "That is soooo cooool!" She murmurs just as she feels a mighty hand snare in the back of her shirt. "But won't I miss all the excitement if I'm with them?" So this was definitely infinitely better than those pay-per-views she snuck peeks at or the trashy magazines she glanced at from time to time behind her mom's back. That was before her parents and Sheldon were taken from her in an accident. One the six-year-old doesn't like to dwell on now that she's been adopted by Peggy whom, she adores. "And what about you?" A shadow of abandonment issues manages to resurrect even as Missy is being ushered towards safety. "What if you don't come back? Then-- then what will I do?" She snivels, in spite of every air she puts on.
Peggy heard the girl's concerns, and had this not been a clear emergency, Peggy would have comforted the girl right here on the stoop.
But now was not the time, her chief concern was getting Missy to safety, on the off chance that Dottie Underwood had tracked her down at last.
"Missy, I promise you, I will come get you when I'm done. But right now, you need to go next door and wait. Now march, little soldier."
so, what really happened to your face? The detective softly queries. @detectiverickitubbs
"I'm a terrible klutz, I fell and hit my face." Peggy said as smoothly as she could, there was a lot of animosity between the SSR and outside agencies. Peggy wasn't going to run her mouth to an outsider about what she was up to.
"Is that all, Detective?"
“You think he’ll help you… he won’t.“ She clears her throat with poise. Taking the other by the arm, she softly adds. "But-- I will." Of course, she is only eagerly volunteering to get out from Cal Hockley's watchful eyes. (Rose Dewitt Bukater- @timeguardians)
Peggy had been trying and failing to woo Cal Hockley into giving her the information she wanted, the man was positively ancient. Surely he would succumb to the wiles of a lovely young lady.
But as the older woman had so aptly pointed out, he wouldn't budge.
"I see, and how do you propose to help me?" The brunette brit asked, men so often underestimated women, could the beautiful woman next to her know something?

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@agentnamed asked: "Get in here.“ (Steve)
Send "I didn’t know where else to go.” For your muse to show up at my muse’s door. Send “get in here.” For my muse to show up at your muse’s door. | Accepting
Steve stands in front of her door, rubbing his arm. He’s nervous and has thought about turning away a couple of times but his feet won’t let him move. He inhales heavily and reaches a fist up, knocking on the door. A soft smile crosses his lips when she opens the door and ushers him inside. He steps inside and looks around.
The moment she saw him, all Peggy could think about was getting him inside and out of the open.
She didn't know how it was possible for Steve Rogers to be here. He was dead.
But her brain latched onto getting him inside and safe and didn't start working again until the door was closed behind him.
"Steve, how... where... you're late!"
@agentnamed asked: EVERYONE SENDING ‘💋’ IN MY INBOX GETS A KISS FROM MY MUSE. (for Steve)
EVERYONE SENDING ‘💋’ IN MY INBOX GETS A KISS FROM MY MUSE. | Accepting
Steve watches Peggy, a smile planted on his face. His nose wrinkles as he smiles wider. She was just so beautiful, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her not like he ever wanted to.
Steve steps closer to her, pulling her in close. He leans in and presses his forehead against her’s before pressing his lips against her’s. He closes his eyes, humming softly into the kiss.
Peggy was still shocked that Steve was standing in front of her, not to mention kissing her.
The last time she had kissed him, he'd been about to board that damn plane, that kiss had been desperate and rushed, but now they could take their time and properly enjoy a kiss.
Kissing him back, Peggy practically melted under Steve's lips. She had dreamed of this moment but had never thought she'd get the opportunity to kiss him again.
Pulling away slightly, Peggy caught her breath.
"Well, took you bloody long enough, Captain."