#emerxtus

[I feel this on a spiritual level]

Angie’s mind had been on children a lot, ever since her brother came into the Automat with his newborn daughter and asked when she was going to be having children, the thought had been on her mind. She was too scared to talk to Peggy about it, however. She didn’t want to scare her girlfriend about the idea and then lose her because she had opened her mouth. 

Today was the day, though. They both had the day off, and Angie was reading a book that made her think about the topic again. She swallowed the lump in her throat, trying to be brave as she started to speak up. “Hey, Peg, can we talk ‘bout something.”

Angie sat cross-legged on her bed, her laptop plugged into the wall. She had screwed up the battery on it and now she couldn’t let it unplug because it would just start to die right then and there. She flicked herself online with Skype, sparing a glance at Peggy’s status, which was still marked as offline. She glanced at the clock and noticed that she was a bit early, perhaps five or so minutes. In that time, she clicked onto tumblr. 

The familiar appearance of her dashboard came on and she thanked Stylish for allowing her to have the Wicked themed dashboard. She started to mindlessly scroll, occasionally reblogging pictures that reminded her of Peggy, tagging them with the word ‘Her’. When she got far enough back, she saw things that Peggy had reblogged. She smirked and just started to quick reblog them, wondering what her girlfriend would think when she got on. 

She saw the notification pop up that Peggy was online, and she waited, wondering if Peggy would instant message her first or just start the Skype call right away.  

Angie looked at herself in the mirror, her hair pinned back just so, and a thin veil covering her face. She couldn't believe today was the day she was going to be getting married to Peggy Carter. This was going to be the best day of her life, that she would be sure of, yet she felt butterflies settle into her stomach and make her feel incredibly nervous. She was worried that she would faint or something would happen in front of all those people. 

She took a deep breath and linked arms with her father, feeling grounded. She smiled at him and they walked to the altar. She didn't see Peggy, and for a moment, felt fear slam into her that Peggy wasn't going to be there, but even as she got to the altar, the music continued to play. Angie bit her lip and looked, trying to spot her bride. 

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

The Avengers (Marvel Movies) , Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Bobbi Morse/Natasha Romanov

Characters: Natasha Romanov, Bobbi Morse, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark

Additional Tags: give-away fic

Send me "I just want to try something..." and my character will react to your character saying that and then...11. laying their head on their lap

Angie was started, feeling shocked when she felt Peggy's head in her lap. Her day had been absolutely dreadful, but this was making it a little more bearable. She closed her eyes, running her hand through Peggy's hair. She breathed out once or twice before breaking down into tears. "i'm sorry, I'm sorry." She repeated

∟ liked this starter call;