#jack thompson fic rec

[captainsophiestark]

This was so fun and sweet and funny and excellently written! Their banter and interactions were SO good, and the line "making Peggy five dollars richer" was a PERFECT ending 😂 also, I *fully* swooned at "Now what kind of husband would I be if I didn't give you a ring?" Great fic!!

undercover feelings

pairing: jack thompson x reader (requested by: @rubesque)

summary: you and jack don't like each other in the slightest. but when an undercover mission throws the two of you together, what will become of your relationship? (aka - undercover enemies to lovers)

warnings: minor violence

words: 3.4k (not even sorry)

a/n: let me just start by saying, I know my action sequences aren’t the best, but I'm trying to get better. that said, I absolutely adored writing this story, and I hope everyone enjoys it! a lot of thought went into it, so please please let me know what you think!

oOoOo

As you strode towards Chief Dooley’s office, you noticed Jack coming up behind you out of the corner of your eye. Rolling your shoulders back, you tried to ignore his presence even as he was merely steps behind you, almost purposefully trying to catch the back of your heel. Right as you raised your hand to wrap your knuckles against the Chief’s office door, you let out a frustrated sigh.

“Is there something I can help you with?” you spit out, spinning around to face Jack, wishing you could wipe that smug smirk off his face.

“Never in a thousand years, y/l/n. It seems you’re in my way.” he said, trying to step around you and knock on the door himself.

Rolling your eyes, you blocked the door with your body. “Look, I know you think your daily suck-up sessions with the Chief will get you a promotion, but I was personally asked by Chief Dooley to meet with him, so move along.” you told Jack proudly, ready to see his anger bubble over.

To your surprise, Jack’s grin simply widened as he leaned in. “Me too, sweetheart.” he whispered, leaving you speechless, and pushing past you to knock on the door.

Collecting yourself, you quickly entered the office first, standing in front of the Chief’s desk with your hands behind your back. Every so often, your eyes flitted over to Jack, wondering what the Chief could possibly want with the both of you. It was no secret to any agent in the SSR that you and Jack had a strained relationship to say the least. From your first day, Jack had mistaken you as a secretary, thus beginning a long hate-hate relationship. Even to this day, Jack was one of the most pig-headed men you had the displeasure of knowing.

“Alright, I’ll get straight to the point. I’m sending the two of you on an undercover mission to retrieve sensitive, government information.” Chief Dooley explained. “The most opportune time to retrieve it will be during the American Gala in Washington D.C. hosted by a Mr. Mark Williams. The two of you will pose as husband and wife –“

“That’s a real funny joke, Chief.” Jack interrupted, looking shocked at the prospect of going undercover with you.

“Oh, please, Thompson. You’d be lucky if you could ever convince me to marry you.” you shot back.

“I’d rather go undercover as husband and wife with Krzeminski.”

Before you could move to smack Jack’s arm or throw another insult his way, Chief Dooley stood up, slamming his hands on his desk. “Enough! It’s like dealing with a couple of damn toddlers.” he scolded, instantly causing a wave of shame to wash over you and Jack. “Now, can the two of you act like the federal agents you are, or do I need to find two other agents?” he asked, staring both of you down.

“No, sir.” you mumbled, hearing a similar sentiment leave Jack’s lips.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Chief Dooley sat back down. “Now, as I was saying. The two of you are scheduled to leave in two days, and here are files with all you need to know on the target and your responsibilities.” he continued.

The moment you were dismissed, you stormed out of the Chief’s office and made your way back to your desk. Picking up the nearest piece of paperwork, you stared at the words for a moment before shoving it to the side, letting out a frustrated sigh.

“Everything all right?” Peggy asked, coming up behind you and setting a mug of coffee down on your desk.

“Chief Dooley is sending me on an undercover mission – with Thompson.” you explained, running your hands down your face.

Peggy looked amused by your so-called bad news and shook her head at your oblivious nature. “Perhaps, it will give you the opportunity to recognize your feelings for Agent Thompson.” she suggested casually.

“Feelings?” you nearly shrieked. “The only feeling I have for Agent Thompson is the feeling of dread every time I see him.” you argued.

“If you say so, dear.” Peggy placated as she walked away.

oOoOo

The entire plane ride to D.C. was filled with tense silence as you poured over the case file the entire time. The only noise that came from Jack was the tapping of his foot against the floor and his pen against the table.

“Do you have to do that?” you finally snapped, reaching forward to snatch the pen out of his hand.

Holding his up in mock surrender, Jack chuckled. “Woah, sweetheart, you might want to be a bit nicer considering we are married and all.” he teased.

“Listen,” you started, voice low and serious. “I know that you joke around and don’t always take everything seriously, but this mission is important to me. You have no idea how hard it is working in that office as a woman, and this mission is my chance to prove myself. I will not have it be ruined by the likes of you.”

For once, Jack had no quick remark to offer, instead he was simply stunned by your speech. Silently admitting defeat, Jack conceded to your wishes. “Alright, I’m sorry, y/l/n.”

You were slightly taken aback by how easy that had been. Perhaps you didn’t give Jack enough credit. “Thank you.” you responded, turning back to your files.

The rest of the flight followed in relative silence, Jack or you only speaking when you had questions or needed clarification from the files. It didn’t pass your mind the subtle looks Jack threw your way, but you ignored them, focused on the task at hand. If he had something to say, he could say it. However, the moment the plane landed, you were whisked away to your separate hotel rooms to prepare for the gala, watching Jack walk away.

oOoOo

It was only when Jack heard the clack of your heels against the marble stairs that he turned around and froze, watching your descent. The y/f/c dress you had donned flattered your figure in every sense, and Jack swore you were an angel in that moment. He suddenly felt aware of the way his breath had quickened, and the way his hands shook the tiniest bit from the nerves. So lost in his own mind, Jack didn’t even notice he had yet to take his eyes off of you.

“Is there something on me?” you asked, suddenly feeling very bashful from Jack’s gaze.

“No, no it’s just – uh – I mean,” Jack stuttered, running a hand through his perfectly gelled hair. “you clean up nice, y/l/n.”

“Not too bad yourself there either, Thompson.” you teased, flashing Jack a dazzling smile.

It was true that Jack looked absolutely dashing in his suit, making your knees just a bit week as you had walked down to meet him. His compliment sent a flutter through your chest, and you were brought back to Peggy’s comment about feelings. Perhaps, deep down, all the back-and-forth bickering had simply been a disguise for something else. But you couldn’t let yourself think about that now, not when you had a mission to complete.

Right as you were about to walk into the ballroom, Jack grabbed your wrist gently, stopping you in your tracks. Before you could question his action, he held up his hand and wiggled his finger, a metal band gleaming in the low light. “Now what kind of husband would I be if didn’t give you a ring?” he asked before pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket and producing a beautiful, sparkling engagement ring.

Carefully, Jack lifted your left hand and slid the cool metal over your ring finger until the diamond rested perfectly against your skin. It was difficult to fight the spark of energy when Jack grabbed your hand and the way he gently rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand.

“There.” he whispered, staring into your y/e/c eyes, a soft smile replacing that smirk that typically resided on his lips.

The two of you stood in the foyer for a moment, lost in the other’s gaze until other couples around you laughed and chatted on their way into the ballroom, breaking the spell. Ever the gentleman, Jack offered his arm, which you accepted, leading you both into the belly of the beast. Walking into said ballroom was breathtaking, the entire room being decorated from floor to ceiling with gold accents; however, you forced yourself to stay focused on the mission at hand.

A quick scan of the room showed you multiple entry/exit points, as well as a good estimate of the security posted throughout the room. Beside you, Jack was doing the same before his eyes widened slightly. Following his line of sight, you noticed your target for the evening, Mark Williams, surrounded by a group of people. While your first instinct was to go straight to the source, you knew that would raise alarms and potentially jeopardize the mission.

“Care for a dance?” Jack asked, having the same idea as you when he noticed Williams leading his wife to the dance floor.

Wordlessly, you allowed Jack to lead you towards the dance floor where he rested a warm, gentle hand on the small of your back while his other hand intertwined with your fingers. A small gasp left your lips from the proximity between you and Jack, and it was difficult to not become intoxicated by his cologne. For a moment, you allowed yourself to admire Jack’s strong jaw, piercing eyes, and the few hairs that had fallen out of place under the golden light the room provided.

The music began to pick up, and you let out a surprised cry of delight as Jack spun you around the floor, selling every bit of the perfectly happy couple. After one such spin, Jack brought you closer and whispered that you had caught the attention of Williams. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw the man staring in your direction.

“Trust me.” you told Jack under your breath before you took the lead and danced the two of you straight into your target. “Oh golly, I am so sorry, sir.” you apologized, feigning innocence. “I’m such a clutz, I don’t know why you bring me to these events, dear.” you said, aiming the second half of your sentence to Jack.

“Lord knows why, sweetie.” Jack responded, quickly catching onto your act. “Sorry again, sir. My wife said it herself – she can be a real clutz.”

Mark Williams flashed a quick smirk, looking your body up and down, seemingly sizing the two of you up. “No harm done, pretty lady. I’m Mark Williams. Mind making it up to me with a dance? That is, if your husband doesn’t mind.” he asked, though both you and Jack knew it was more a command.

“It’s the least I can do.” you giggled, accepting Williams’ hand, and letting him pull you away from Jack just like you thought he would.

Immediately, the band in the corner struck up a slower tune, and Williams placed a hand on your waist and began to awkwardly sway off beat. Unlike Jack’s soft, warm hands, this felt cold and unforgiving, and you forced yourself to swallow back the nausea.

“So, you must be used to all the glamor of these events, huh? Being a powerful man and whatnot.” you flirted, batting your eyelashes to help sell your act.

“You could say that, though they get pretty boring after a while. But having someone like you here helps to pass the time.” Williams said, slipping his hand further down your back.

Humming in response, you used the distraction to subtly reach your hand into Williams’ jacket pocket where you silently cheered when your hand touched a key – which you assumed unlocked his office. Carefully, you slipped it into your own pocket before squeezing William’s bicep with a smile to keep his suspicions down. Before he could slip his hand down any further, you pushed back gently and flashed an apologetic smile.

“Excuse me for a moment.” you purred, slipping away to the nearest hallway, keeping an eye out for Jack. Suddenly, an arm shot out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you further down the hallway. You nearly let out a shout of surprise before you saw that it was Jack.

“Are you done flirting or what?” he hissed, eyes narrowed, and chest puffed out.

Rolling your eyes, you flashed him the key you had slipped into the pocket of your dress. “Didn’t take you for the jealous type, Thompson.” you teased, scanning the doors for Williams’ office.

Once you reached the door, you quickly unlocked his office and ushered Jack in, quietly closing the door behind you and locking it. The office itself was spotless, leaving you no clue as to where the files could be hidden. Wordlessly, you and Jack split up, searching through every nook and cranny in order to complete your mission.

It wasn’t long before a soft “found it” came from Jack’s side of the room. Rushing over, you peered at the document in front of him to confirm that it was the correct document. Joy filled your body when you saw that your mission was a success.

Placing a hand on Jack’s bicep, you beamed at him. “Jack this is amazing, we did it!” you celebrated.

Jack let out a small chuckle, enjoying the way you were so excited. He glanced down at your hand on his arm, then back towards you where he locked his eyes with yours. Some unknown force took over you, causing the two of you to lean in towards each other, lips inching closer. Just as you could feel his warm breath on your face and almost touch his lips, loud rattling and banging came from the two, pulling the two of you apart instantly.

“Williams.” you both whispered, looking for a way out.

An open window caught your eye, and you ripped the file out of Jack’s hand as you pushed him towards said window. “Go, or neither of us are going to make it out of here.” you said through clenched teeth.

Jack hesitated a moment before he ran to climb out of the window, instantly turning around to offer you a helping hand. Right as you jumped out, the office door burst open, and Williams appeared with a half dozen bodyguards. He caught a flash of your dress and noticed the torn apart file cabinet, quickly putting two and two together.

“Shit! Get those two, dead or alive, and bring me back that file!” he shouted, pointing in the direction of your escape

It wasn’t long before bullets whizzed past your head as you and Jack ran through the garden towards the getaway car. Adrenaline pumped through your veins, minimizing the dull ache on the side of your arm you eventually felt. All you could think about was getting yourself and Jack out of there in one piece.

The moment the car came into view, you pushed yourself further and faster, sliding into the passenger seat as Jack started the engine and drove off with a squeal. There were still bullets that banged against the car, but once Jack stepped on the gas and swerved off the beaten road, you finally allowed yourself a breath of relief.

“Please tell me after all that, you still have the damn file.” Jack said, glancing to his side at your crumpled figure.

Slamming a, albeit slightly bent, manilla file folder onto the dashboard, you let out a dry chuckle. “You’re welcome. Maybe, for once, Thompson, you can just admit that I actually know what I’m – shit!” you suddenly groaned, clutching the side of your arm, and pulling away to reveal red, sticky fingers.

Jack looked over once more at your groan of pain and slammed on the breaks the moment he saw blood. “You got shot?” he all but shouted, turning your body so he could see where a bullet had lodged itself into the side of your arm.

“Thank you, Sherlock.” you breathed out, squeezing your eyes shut as Jack poked and prodded the area. “You’re gonna need to dig it out.” you told him after he continued to sit in silence.

“I know!” Jack snapped, before sighing upon seeing your reaction and approaching the situation softer. “I know, I know, I’m sorry.” he said before stepping out of the car and grabbing the first aid box from the trunk.

Jack quickly opened the passenger side of the door and knelt down so he could reach your wound. “This is gonna sting.” Jack whispered before he began to clean the wound with some of the alcohol from the kit, wincing along with you.

Jack felt his heart clench as you gripped his shoulder in pain, biting your lip. It became even worse when he started to remove the bullet from your arm, though there was nothing that he could do. There was silence between you and Jack, leaving Jack to his own devices. Seeing the blood on your hands and having to dig a bullet out of you made Jack feel as though he had been the one to be shot. In fact, he wished he had been to avoid you going through this pain.

“Got it.” Jack finally announced, throwing the bullet to the side and wrapping your arm in gauze.

“Thank you.” you said, letting out one more hiss of pain.

Instead of responding, Jack let his hand linger on your arm as he poured over every inch of your body, trying to determine if you had been injured anywhere else. There was such an intensity in his eyes that you couldn’t believe this was the same man you bickered with on an almost hourly basis. It had to be some kind of trick your eyes were playing on you from the pain.

“There you go, you’ll be alright.” Jack reassured you, tying the final strip of bandage around your arm, his hands lingered gently. “I gotta say, you really know how to give a fella a heart attack, y/n.”

“Oh please, I’m sure you would’ve forgotten all about me and reveled in all the attention you’d receive from the Chief.” you shot back, deflecting any emotions that could make you look weak and vulnerable.

Jack’s face morphed into one of hurt, and you felt guilty at the way his titled head and soft eyes made him look like a lost puppy. “Is that what you really think of me? That I wouldn’t care if you didn’t make it out of this mission?”

“You don’t like me, Jack. And I don’t like you. That’s how we’ve always operated, what else could I have possibly interpreted from that?” you argued, frustrated that he seemed to be dragging this conversation on.

“That’s not true, and you know it, y/n.” Jack countered, taking both of your hands in his grasp. “Both of us know deep down that this enemies act is self-defense, but I know that after tonight, I can’t pretend anymore. And I’m pretty sure you don’t want to either.”

For the second time that night, Jack cupped your cheeks in his hand, and leaned in. His lips hovered over yours for just a moment, giving you the chance to change your mind, but you launched yourself forward and finally kissed Jack Thompson. The kiss was sweet, but passionate, years of pent-up feelings bubbling over the surface. Jack pulled you close to his body while your fingers played with the hair and the nape of his neck. You had never allowed yourself to imagine this moment, but in that moment you knew you could get used to be kissed by Jack for the rest of your life.

Eventually, the two of you pulled away, foreheads leaning against each other, and your breath the only thing that could be heard in the night air. Jack’s thumb brushed against your cheek, and you leaned into his touch, now unable to reject his touch.

“Wow,” you breathed out. “maybe we should bottle our feelings like that again.” you teased.

“No, I don’t want to not be able to kiss you again.” Jack whispered, before he pulled you back in for another kiss, grateful you were safe in his arms, giving him the rest of his life to spend with you, and making Peggy five dollars richer.

oOoOo

tagging: @sarcasm-n-insomnia @bde-break-down-energy

[captainsophiestark]

Fall 2024 Fic Recs

Here's a list of all the awesome stuff I got to read this fall! I didn't manage to read as much as I wanted to, but the things I did get to read, I absolutely loved. Go check these out and give the authors some love! Fics under the cut!

Agent Carter

Jack Thompson x Reader

What Are The Odds? by @ghostofskywalker

When Jack travels out to LA to assist on a case, he certainly doesn't expect that the person he meets the night before would also be part of the SSR.

Untitled by @writeroutoftime

like a work rivals to lovers au where you run into jack and his family out and he has to awkwardly introduce the two of you? idk i just love socially awkward jack i think its so cute

Undercover Feelings by @writeroutoftime

you and jack don't like each other in the slightest. but when an undercover mission throws the two of you together, what will become of your relationship?

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton x Reader

Untitled by @auroracalisto

short fic between anthony and a poor reader using the line: "i beg you to stay, just 'til tomorrow."

The Hunger Games

Katniss Everdeen x Reader

A Moment's Reprieve by @ghostofskywalker

Your first gala after winning the Games is overwhelming. Katniss is there for you, and not just because the Capitol thinks you're in love.

Merlin

Arthur Pendragon x Reader

snowball fights by @writeroutoftime

you, arthur, merlin, and the knights are walking in the courtyard when a snowball fight breaks out

Marvel

Clint Barton x Reader

Sweet & Oblivious by @ghostofskywalker

Too nervous to act on your feelings towards your teammate, you've taken to leaving sweets in his room as a secret admirer. This time though, he's caught you red handed.

Loki x Reader

Landslide by @girl-next-door-writes

After a brutal mission leaves you battered and bruised, Loki’s protective side flares up as he confronts Tony for putting you at risk. Amidst the tension, Loki’s fear of losing you surfaces, and he reminds you just how much you mean to him.

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

'Tis The Season by @ghostofskywalker

How early is too early to start putting up Halloween decorations? According to your girlfriend, never.

Star Wars

Captain Rex x Reader

May I Have This Dance? by @ghostofskywalker

Working as a bodyguard for the heir to a distant planet's throne was not something Rex had ever trained for, and neither was falling for the princess he had sworn to protect.

Commander Fox

The Surprising Side Effects of New Bacta by @ghostofskywalker

When the Republic sends you a new type of bacta, you realize it has some pretty strong side effects, including the ability to make the ever-stoic Commander Fox mindlessly confess his feelings to you.

Poe Dameron

Droid Diagnostics by @ghostofskywalker

When BB-8 visits your workshop for a check-up, you finally get to meet the person that your favorite droid spends a lot of time telling you about.

Crossover

Jedi!Peggy Carter x Reader

rival (n.) by @ghostofskywalker

rival (noun): one who attempts to equal or surpass another, or who pursues the same object as another; a competitor.

[hawaiianpizzaenjoyer]

If you love Jack Thompson fics, you should read The Midnight Hours, by MelyndaR. It's my favorite Agent Carter fanfic ever.

Thompson forms an unlikely friendship with Ana Jarvis through late-night drinking and shared secrets while they're both recovering from gunshot wounds post-season 2.

It's beautiful and sweet and explores what could have been a fascinating dynamic that we never got to see in the show, and I recommend it to everyone in the fandom whenever the topic of fic recs comes up.

OH MY GOD THAT SOUNDS AMAZING!!!! I love Ana so much and now that you've said this I've realised how much I NEED to see a conversation between post-redemption (?) Jack and Ana!!!! UGH TYSM FOR RECOMMENDING THIS TO ME 🫶💕💕

[bulkyphrase]

Steggy Rec List

I meant to have this done at the beginning of the month in time for @steggyfanevents' Steggy Month but...that didn't end up happening ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It is still April though! Please enjoy some of my favorite fics about Peggy Carter and Steve Rogers, my favorite canon couple.

A Second Chance At Keeping Him Safe by @buckywiththegoodhair86 (Teen And Up Audiences, 69,126 words)

Summary: Peggy always wished there was more she could have done to save Steve. Then Howard finds the Valkyrie, and somehow, miraculously, Steve is still alive in the wreckage. But when Steve wakes up, they realize that not all of him survived the crash. He doesn't remember anything. At all. But Peggy wanted another chance to keep him safe and now she's got it. And she's not going to fail this time.

Fraternization by @doctorhelena (Teen And Up Audiences, 3,424 words)

Summary: As if Carter and Rogers weren’t bad enough separately. Phillips is getting too old for this.

More below the cut!

Coffee Talk by @indiefic (General Audiences, 1,435 words, No Archive Warnings Apply)

Summary: Jack Thompson is sick of Peggy Carter thinking she can do whatever she wants. Also available as a podfic read by blackglass

Mind the Gap by @indiefic (Explicit, 27,106 words)

Summary: Set in 1974. Peggy is the fifity-five year old director of SHIELD and Steve's been found and thawed out. The series started as a drabble on Tumblr. Chapters have been updated so they are in chronological order.

Midnight Oil, Weaponized Aphrodisiacs, and Other Ignoramus Inventions by @indiefic (Explicit, 8,416 words)

Summary: General McGuinness stole one of Howard's more sinister inventions, Midnight Oil. Now the toxic compound is on the loose and America's golden boy has been exposed. Agent Carter to the rescue.

Twice Shy by justanotherStonyfan (Explicit, 13,976 words)

Summary: "What can I get you?" he said. "Hmm," she said, deciding what excuse to use as she pressed herself full-length against him in the darkness, as she slid herself upright beside him and pressed cool fingers to the center of his chest. "I'm…." She drew out the words, as though she were still considering what to tell him, what justification was needed, and Steve kept his eyes closed. He knew she could see him regardless of the lack of light. "…thirsty?"

6th and Williams by quigonejinn (Teen And Up Audiences, 1,453 words)

Summary: An hour passes, and so does the rain.

The Struck Bell by quigonejinn (General Audiences, 1,426 words)

Summary: Jean Grey inside Steve Rogers's head.

The Next Guy by @roboticonography (Teen And Up Audiences, 11,460 words)

Summary: "It’s the one subject that’s never open for discussion: Peggy’s grand love affair with Captain America. It’s not exactly a secret—in fact, it’s become something of a legend within the SSR. Everyone and their dog has a version of the romantic tale, pieced together through third-hand eyewitness accounts and wild speculation. There’s only one person Daniel wants to hear the story from, though, and she ain’t talking."

No Other Man by @roboticonography (Mature, 11,391 words)

Note: This is a sequel/companion to the previous fic

Summary: Peggy looks after a defrosted Steve during his recovery. But there are things she hasn't told him...

All Day, Every Day by @roboticonography (Mature, 21,143 words)

Summary: Steve is on his mission to return the Infinity Stones when his quantum suit glitches, and he finds himself sliding sideways through alternate realities, encountering different versions of himself. None of whom are particularly happy to see him. Can he do this all day? Time will tell!

if this is home by Siria (General Audiences, 17,145 words)

Summary: Steve keeps waking up in the wrong place.

Everything Old is New Again by Siria (Teen And Up Audiences, 8,460 words)

Summary: So maybe a job as an SSR desk clerk wasn't as glamorous as punching out Hitler more than two hundred times, but it still put a roof over Steve's head and food on the table.

[doctorhelena]

Do you have any underrated/hidden gem Steggy fic recs?

Hey Anon!

I decided not to overthink the definition of "underrated/hidden gem", and just picked 12 random Steggy fics that I love and I thought it was possible people might not have read!

So, hopefully at least some of these excellent Steggy fics are new to you! (Descriptions in italics are the authors' own summaries from AO3.)

dream (when the day is through) by @somewhereapart Steve wakes from yet another nightmare of the Battle of Wakanda. Peggy tries to ease his mind—and give him an outlet to burn off his post-dream-battle jitters. Post-Endgame.

An Unexpected Detour on the Way to Saving the World by @eliza49-7190 Tony Stark and Steve Rogers do not find the Tesseract in 1970 and are forced to travel to 1949 to look for it. There they accidentally encounter Peggy Carter and Edwin Jarvis. Meanwhile, Dottie Underwood has kidnapped Daniel Sousa and Jack Thompson, planning to lure Peggy to her, so that she can share some devastating news. Steve is thrilled at the idea of helping Peggy solve her case. Tony keeps reminding him that they need to get on with saving the universe.

What the Next Moment Brings by agentofvalue Peggy had a secret when Steve's plane went down and now she's just trying to hold onto control of her life.

Make it Better by TooManyBattles (Skarabrae_stone) After Dr. Erskine is killed, Steve comforts Peggy.

and don't you dare be late by irnan or, Peggy Carter is accidentally sent time-travelling by mind-controlled rogue Nazi secret agents. (If anyone ever asked, honesty would compel her to admit that this is probably not the strangest thing to ever happen to her; those come after the time travel.)

Burning with a Deadly Heat by @amuseoffyre Howard Stark never stopped looking for Captain America, but no one ever expected Stark to find him.

One Single Yesterday by cassandraoftroy Presented with an opportunity to travel anywhere in space and time with the Doctor, Steve returns to the 1940s to make his date with Peggy. Their fates may lie in different centuries, but Peggy and Steve are determined to make the most of the opportunity they have been given to be with one another again, for however long their time-traveling adventure may last.

Sleepers of Ephesus by Domenika Marzione (domarzione) Note: this is unfinished, but still very much worth the read! Peggy Carter is far from home.

Keep Right On To The End of The Road by NyxEtoile, OlivesAwl Note: this has two sequels which are also great! The whole series is called The Captain America Adventure Hour As they ran down the hall, Steve said, "You picked up a girl. As a POW." "What's that thing your mom used to say? God looks after drunks and good Irish boys." "Unbelievable," he muttered.

lovers alone wear sunlight by CoraClavia In a poetic place, in a non-poetic way, Steve does something sweet.

I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire by bookishandi Note: this is unfinished, but still very much worth the read! There's over 18 months between the afternoon Erskine recruits on Steve Rogers and the day he kisses Peggy Carter goodbye. This is my attempt to fill in the blanks.

Metamorphoses by @amuseoffyre Note: this is unfinished, but still very much worth the read! Sometimes, when changes come, they do not always come at once.

(And, if anyone who sees this knows the tumblrs of any of the authors in this list I haven't tagged, please let me know!)

[fallingforfictionalmen]

May Favs

here's my favorite fics i read in may!!   ** indicates smut, but if the work says 18+ regardless of sexual content pls respect the author these are all (character) x fem!reader or (character) x gn!reade (also I was really busy this month so there isn’t as many as usual but these ones are perfect gems)

Jack Thompson (Agent Carter)

undercover feelings - @writeroutoftime

Shot - @darling-i-read-it 

Marc/Steven/Jake (MCU)

Discoveries (I actually requested this one and it’s amazing🥰) - @stevenspector

Peter Parker (MCU) 

**Wolf Teeth** - @refairy

Bucky Barnes (MCU)

Awake My Soul Masterlist (it’s not finished but trust me, you’re gonna wanna keep up with it) - @foreverindreamlandd

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

**Love Sick** - @whirlybirbs 

Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

**Make Him Feel Better**- @holacia2 (idk why it isn’t letting me tag)

Shawn Mendes

**Wake Up Call**- @infiniteshawn

Chris Evans

**disneyland**- @bucksfucks

[captainsophiestark]

This was so cuuuuuute omg!! 🥺 big fan of the meet ugly with cranky New Yorker Jack Thompson lol, and the glimpse of his friendship with Peggy and him going to her for help was awesome! And the final scene was ABSOLUTELY adorable. I loved this!!

Heyy!! I saw your 12 days of christmas prompt before, and I was wondering if I could request a (slight enemies to lovers) Jack Thompson x reader fic, where it’s the reader’s first time in NY in December and she gets mildly overwhelmed by all the lights and stuff before running into Jack by accident? :) (I was trying to come up with something relatively festive and this was what my brain came up with lmao 😭😭) Anyway, I’m in love with your writing and I really wanted to see this kinda prompt with your Jack interp!! <3

thank you so much! I hope this is good I worked really hard on it and i think it turned out amazing <3

Lost In the Lights

word count: 1507

warnings: none

12 Days of Christmas masterlist main masterlist

Y/N was lost.

She would never admit it, would not ask for help from the tall men in big coats and fancy hats with even fancier shoes, but she had no idea where she was. Everything in New York looked the same to her, and she had let herself have a glass of wine and a gin and tonic at the small pub she had stopped at, so she wasn't exactly sober either. She wasn't drunk, not by any means, but she didn't have alcohol often.

And then there was the city itself. It was freezing, the October weather surprising her. She was shivering in her sweater and small coat, wishing she had been smart enough to either bring a bigger coat or not come during the beginning of winter.

And the lights. She knew that people said that as the sky got darker in New York, the city got brighter, but she didn't realize how true this would be until it was 6:30 at night and she felt like she could see everything as clearly as if it were sunny. But she couldn't feel the warmth from this so she was just shivering as she walked through Rockefeller Square. She had been looking up at the building when she realized her feet were still moving and she ran straight into someone else.

This was a common occurrence in New York, she had come to realize, but this time she was already off balance. She clutched to the person in front of her, grabbing his arms as he put his hands on her waist to keep her from falling.

"Shit," She whispers, looking up at the man. He was tall with blond hair, dark eyes wide and looking at her concerned. She's just intoxicated enough to stare at him for a moment longer than she should have.

"Are you alright?" He asks hands moving higher, but still on her waist to steady her. She never wants him to let go. His hands feel huge on her back, and it makes her face flush in a way that she hasn't felt in awhile.

"Uh," She blinked as her brain came back online. 

"Hello?" He lets go of her and she instantly feels the cold of New York against her cheeks. Who knew this guy would be such a prick?

"Sorry," She's slightly bristled now. She hadn't meant to run into the man, it had just happened. "I didn't mean to. It's just my first time in New York." She steps back, clearly annoyed. 

"Here's a tip, tourists are so easy to spot because of shit like this." He tells her, feeding into her anger. 

"I moved here." She explains. 

"Even worse." The man rolls his eyes and Y/N scoffs. 

"Good thing it's a big city." She sighs as she walks away without a goodbye, upset that this is the first man she met. 

"Great." He mutters, continuing his walk home. He's never been so thankful for how big the city is.

~

Jack is running late. And he is not a man who runs late often. It's also raining, and he forgot his umbrella. Nothing is going well. 

His car is still in the shop, and at this point he thinks he may just have to get a new one. After waking up late, he's practically sprinting to the subway nearest to him. He barely makes it through the doors as they're closing. He nearly slips as he skids to a stop, his jacket the only thing keeping him from being completely soaked through. He slicks his hair back and grabs the pole across from him, accidentally grabbing the hand on someone else. As he looks up he doesn't have the chance to see who they are before the train lurches and the person goes flying into him. 

"Oh dear," The girl says, hand on his chest to steady herself. His hand is on her back, and although she pulls back to look at him he knows who she is before he can see her face. 

"You've gotta be shitting me." He mutters, pulling back to see her. It's the same girl who he ran into the other day in Rockefeller Square. 

"You again?" She recoils, brows furrowed. Jack cannot believe his luck, if that's what you could call running into one person twice in a week. 

"You ran into me! Twice!" He's losing his patience, and he only feels slightly bad. 

"You've got to be kidding!" She yells, catching the attention of everyone else in the car. 

"Lower your voice," He looks around nervously, clutching his briefcase as tightly as he can. Being an agent and also slightly an introvert, he hates the attention. 

"What's your name?" She asks. It jars him, because she was just yelling at him. 

"Jack," He answers,  too confused to answer with a question of his own. What was with the sudden switch up.

"Well, Jack, if you weren't such a dick then maybe we could have been friends when I first ran into you! You could've been my first friend in New York." The subway finally makes enough stops that there's open seats, and Y/N sits down without thinking to check were they're at. 

"I don't have friends." He scoffed, looking away from her. 

"That makes two of us." They make eye contact at this before he looks away, unable to look for too long. He knows he'll feel like shit as soon as he sees that she's hurt.

"Alright," He's not quite sure what else to say, looking down the car through the window to another car. There's a man and a woman in that one talking to each other, both with smitten expressions.

"So, you're not gonna ask?" She questions, causing him to look at her. He takes in her face, her hair, her eyes, and wonders why he didn't notice how beautiful she was when they first bumped into each other. 

In his defense, he had been having a bad day. 

"Ask what?" He's very confused, and his feelings are making him more confused. 

"What my name is." When she says it he realizes he never asked. 

"Oh, right," He chuckles, trying to play it cool. He's about to ask when the subway stops and she looks up.

"Oh, gosh!" She yells, seeing she missed her stop. "Nice meeting you, Jack!" She calls before running out. 

"I never got your name!" He calls, but the doors are already shut and she's long gone.

~

"How would I go about finding someone who isn't apart of a case?" Jack asks Peggy one day. He thought that he'd possibly run into the girl again, but after a month of having to stay late from leaving at all different times to try and catch her, he's at the end of his rope. He's cannot keep doing this.

"What?" She asks, looking up concerned and confused. They're the only two in the office, having stayed late tonight. 

"I need to find a girl." This clears absolutely nothing up. "A normal civillian."

"Jack," Peggy puts down what she's working on, trying to figure out what exactly he needs. "Why do you need to find a girl?" 

"I ran into her twice and I can't stop thinking about her." Jack has never talked about a personal things with Peggy, so she decided to help him this time.

"What's her name?" Peggy asks, leaning back and crossing her arms. 

"Funny story about that." He starts, making himself comfortable as he sits on her desk. "I don't actually know." 

"Jack," Peggy starts, pinching the bridge of her nose. She's absolutely too tired to deal with this.

"I know," He starts, crossing his arms now. 

"What am I supposed to do?" She asks. 

"Help me?" He asks, but Peggy shakes her head.

"You're on your own for this one." She shrugs, and Jack groans. 

~

It's two months before he sees her again. 

He was walking through Rockefeller once more, taking in the tree and the lights that shine even brighter in December. He turns just in time to see someone directly in front of him, who's looking at the lights as well. 

"Oh," She says when she bumps into him, letting his hands grasp her waist in response to her grabbing his arms for balance. 

Of course it's her.

"What's your name?" He whispers, not letting her go this time. She blinks up at him for a few seconds while he takes time to stare at her. Red and green lights reflect in her eyes, shining across her face and making her look like she came straight out of a painting. Jack wouldn't be surprised if she had.

"Y/N," She answers, and it's like music to Jack's ears. They smile at each other as they let go slowly.

"Go ice-skating with me, Y/N." He nods to the ice skating rink next to them. He doesn't ask, because he's afraid that after their last two meetings her answer will be no.

"Only if you hold my hand." She offers with a smile. 

"I'd never let go." He grabs her hand and they make their way to the rink. 

//

tags: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187  @one-sweet-gubler @thefandomplace @punzoquack @mcueveryday @icequeen1371

[captainsophiestark]

Summer 2024 Fic Recs

This summer was BUSY, and I barely had time to read. But I absolutely loved the couple things I did get to read, so here they are! Go check them out!

Agent Carter

Jack Thompson x Reader

by your side by @writeroutoftime

"you wanna go save the world with me?"

the morning after by @writeroutoftime

hope you don't mind that I did a headcannon style story! it's basically a story, but this was the easiest way for my brain to write it lol

Star Wars

Kix x Reader

Can't Hide For Long by @ghostofskywalker

There are two things any GAR personnel (but especially medics) should know: that things rarely ever go as planned, and that you should never try to avoid Kix when you're injured. 

[peonymoss]

Jack flies to LA for what he thinks will be a fairly dull Thanksgiving with Carter and Sousa.

Good day to plug this fic by @cuppatealove

[redvanillabee]

re: main mcu fics that actually portray jack well: have you read the lingering remainders by oh_simone? GOD is it good. it's so heartbreaking in the best possible way

I have now and it is so good. You're right, it hurts but in the best way possible. Thank you so much for the rec <3

[captainsophiestark]

TORI I got so excited when I saw this on my dash omg I can't even BEGIN to tell you!

Okay, literally, I absolutely loved this whole thing from start to finish. Every *word* was perfect. But let's do some highlights:

Okay, maybe he shouldn’t have gone out last night. But in his defense, what else was he going to do in LA on a Friday night? Work? Go and bother the only two coworkers he sort-of likes? The options weren’t exactly enticing. 

This was a GREAT start and it literally put an immediate smile on my face. I can HEAR his voice saying/thinking these words and it was fantastic

If he looked like shit, Carter would certainly tell him. 

HELL yeah she would 😂 I love their dynamic, and I love how you write it!

"They’re sneaking away to make out"

HELL YEAH THEY ARE!!! Peggy and Daniel being absolutely ridiculous and completely unsubtle is my favorite thing in the whole wide world, especially when it leads to a bonding opportunity for Thompson and someone else!

He would have to tell Peggy and Daniel eventually, but if they were going to keep some secrets, so was he.

Absolutely adorable and fantastic ending, I can see the SSR and the situations these shenanigans are about to create playing out in my mind. This fic was a *delight* to read, as always 🙌💗💗

What Are The Odds?

Jack Thompson/Fem!Reader

Fictober Day 3 of 31

Words: 1,310

Summary: When Jack travels out to LA to assist on a case, he certainly doesn't expect that the person he meets the night before would also be part of the SSR.

Jack Thompson Masterlist

Okay, maybe he shouldn’t have gone out last night. But in his defense, what else was he going to do in LA on a Friday night? Work? Go and bother the only two coworkers he sort-of likes? The options weren’t exactly enticing. 

And besides, this was a whole new city. The atmosphere was different, the people were different, the bars were different, even though the drivers were somehow worse than in New York. Maybe it was something about being so close to the ocean, but Jack was determined to have a good time, a goal he certainly fulfilled when ended up sitting next to you at a bar.

And damn, he had a good time. He couldn’t help the way he had been drawn to you, not just for your looks. Your intelligence shone as bright as your beauty as the two of you spoke throughout the night, and by the time things were being taken back to his hotel room it felt nothing but natural. Jack often wondered if he would ever truly be able to connect with someone who didn’t live the dangerous way he did, but those beliefs were being challenged with every joke shared between you. 

It was a cruel twist of fate that you were gone before he awoke the next morning, and that you left no contact information.

Now, stumbling into the bathroom to try and get ready, he tried to quell his headache and get ready for work. He was in town to help Carter and Sousa, and he would never hear the end of it if he showed up to the office looking in any way hungover. After a quick shower and an internal promise to never go out again when he had to work the next day, he was finally put together enough to leave for the SSR. 

The sun had to be brighter over here or something, there was no way this was the same thing that shined drearily over New York skies. If he stayed any longer, he would have to seriously think about investing in better sunglasses. 

Thankfully, there was no fanfare when he walked through the doors of the Auerbach Theatrical Agency. Rose smiled at him with a knowing expression, and he wondered if the whiskey he drank last night was still detectable. He sighed as he stepped through the back entrance and began to walk down the hall towards the bullpen. If he looked like shit, Carter would certainly tell him. 

Some time had passed since Jack had last been inside the LA branch of the SSR, but there were certain things he didn’t expect to have changed. Rows of desks, all decorated with small towers of files and cups of coffee at varying temperatures. Maybe a central board containing photos, maps, and other evidence from the current case would be pulled to the center of the room. If he was lucky, there might even be donuts from a nearby bakery for him to snack on. 

What he not expecting to see was you standing in the middle of the room, looking at photos in a file folder and casually chatting with Daniel like you’d known each other your entire lives. 

This had to be something of a ruse, a planned scheme rather than the worst coincidence in the world. Of course he would manage to pick the one person who was employed at the same organization he was to have a one night stand with. It doesn’t have to be just one night, the (unprofessional) voice in his head pointed out, but he decided not to pay attention to that thought right now. 

You eyes met his as he stepped into the bullpen, and your gaze clearly gave away your surprise. He hoped that he was able to keep his expression neutral, because both Peggy and Daniel were looking at him, not you, and he didn’t want to answer any questions about why he looked surprised (or worse, nervous). All he could do was hope you would act as though he was a stranger, and maybe what happened last night could be discussed in a more private setting. 

“Good morning Jack,” Daniel said. “Did you find your way here alright?” 

Jack grimaced. “People out here are terrible drivers, you know that?” 

Peggy laughed. “Yeah, you get used to it after a while. They’re a different kind of crazy than in New York.” 

Jack nodded and laughed politely, waiting for someone to bring you into the conversation. Last night he hadn’t exactly gotten much in the way of a formal introduction, and in a way that might warrant an angry glare from his mother, he didn’t even know your name. It was surely told to him at some point, but the alcoholic haze of the evening made recalling some of the finer details a bit more difficult. 

“Jack, I want you to meet Agent Y/N L/N,” Daniel said, gesturing over to you. “She’ll be working this case with us, and she’s one of the best agents we have.” 

You smiled politely at him and reached out your hand. “Jack Thompson,” he responded, trying his best to seem profession when the memory of your body under his was running through his mind. “I usually work in the New York office, but these two roped me into helping with this mystery.” 

Your good natured laugh made him feel a little better about the situation, because you didn’t seem like you were about to spill the beans about Jack’s evening whereabouts to Peggy and Daniel. “Well, hopefully we can get this organization put away for good,” you said. “It seems like the case is in good hands.” 

“I couldn’t agree more,” Peggy said. “Y/N, why don’t you get Jack appraised on the evidence we have so far? Daniel and I need to check in with Rose about something.” 

The two were gone before Jack could even respond, and you had a smile on your face. “They’re sneaking away to make out,” you said. “And they think I haven’t noticed how they both disappear from time to time. I’m starting to think there’s some kind of curse on the organization when it comes to interpersonal relationships, given how last night went.” 

Jack bristled. “Look, I didn’t know who-” 

The smile on your face cut him off, as it became clear that you were messing with him.  “I’m just joking. I didn’t know who you were either, but I’m not going to dwell on anything or hold any expectations if it makes you uncomfortable.” 

You were giving him an out, a way to say that he’d like to forget last night ever happened. If he said so right now, the two of you could truly start over (and get as close as you could) as nothing but coworkers, with no need to ever tell anyone else that your paths crossed in a less-than-official way. 

But as attractive as that sounded for his embarrassment reflex, he didn’t want to forget. Not only did he wake up this morning wondering if he would ever see you again, but the idea of spending his time with someone who he didn’t have to hide this part of his life from was enticing. 

“Maybe we can talk a little more about it outside of work,” Jack offered. “Say, over dinner?” 

He held his breath as you registered his words, involuntarily breaking into a smile as you nodded. “I’d like that,” you said. 

By the time Peggy and Daniel returned to the bullpen (looking ever-so-slightly more disheveled than when they left), you and Jack had begun going over the case, even if Jack’s mind kept wandering with excitement for the things to come. 

He would have to tell Peggy and Daniel eventually, but if they were going to keep some secrets, so was he.

- the end -

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Fic Recs

estHi! Here’s a few of my favorite stories! If you have any stories you want me to read just send an ask or dm me the link! 

I in no way claim or take credit for these wonderful stories! full credit to the amazing authors!  These are in no particular order

Smut - ***

Bucky Barnes:

Beside You (Fallen Angel AU) series by @barnesjamcs

Operation Sprinkles by @barnesjamcs

What a Man Gotta Do series by @barnesjamcs

The Quarantine Diaries series by @barnesjamcs

Is that... Cake? by @buckybarney

Perfect For Me by @saiyanprincessswanie

The Boy That Your Boy Hoped That You Would Avoid by @stuckonjbbarnes

Risky Business by @buckys-other-punk  

DITTO by @bugsbucky

Dream a Little Dream of Me by @littledarlinwrites

Steve Rogers:

More Cushin’ For The Pushin’ by @what-is-your-plan-today

Summer Nights*** by @honeydew-rogers

Stucky:

Civil War - Brooklyn by @saiyanprincessswanie

Jack Thompson:

Coming Home by @fandomsandxfiles-writes

Loki:

A Soul, Submerged in Sleep by @grufflepuff-writes-stuff

Doubts by @megthemewlingquim

Leannan by @megthemewlingquim

His Equal by @revengingbarnes

Little Lion Man by @marvelgirlonamarvelworld

Harry Potter:

I Feel You by @angelinathebook

Draco Malfoy:

The Fall by @angelinathebook 

Sad Smiles and False Truths  series by @angelinathebook

Fred Weasley:

The Fall by @angelinathebook

Chris Monberg (Destroyer):

In the End by @bugsbucky

Lance Tucker:

Tuck and Roll, Omega*** by @shortpromptlongkiss

Andy Barber:

Needy by @feliciahardyn

Chris Evans:

Shark Week*** by @imanuglywombat

Tom Hiddleston:

Happier by @just-the-hiddles

Tom Holland:

Wildest Dreams by @chaoticpete

[eveningstar477]

ALSO check out the amazing gift I received from @truth-renowned! 

[hawaiianpizzaenjoyer]

WAIT STOP I HAVENT BEEN ACTIVE RECENTLY COS OF FINALS - ITS OUT??????

It's official! The Agent Carter Zine has been posted and is available to view! What are you waiting for? Go check it out!

Do As Peggy Says: An Agent Carter Zine

Thank you so much to everyone who put their hard work in to make this zine what it is. It was such a pleasure working with every single one of you, and we're so happy to be able to share the final version of this project and our love of Peggy Carter with the world! Great job everybody!

[captainsophiestark]

April 2024 Fic Recs

I was *determined* to actually read more than a handful of fics this month, and I kind of did decently, so here's the list of all the wonderful things I got to read! Go check stuff out and give the authors some love!

TVD/TO

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

Not Possible by @tlgad1989

Hi ummmmm could i get a “I’m personally offended that you didn’t ask me to be your fake date.” with Kol Mikaelson please

Damon Salvatore x Reader

Unexpected by @xxwritemeastoryxx

So I was wondering if you could do a Damon x Reader where the reader is Damon’s gf & no one knew cause the reader is just a genuinely shy, quiet & a pure bean in general while Damon is a bad boy ya know?? IDK I thoughts it’s very cute

Star Trek

Jim Kirk x Reader

Practice by @space-helen

The reader has been practicing her combat skills so decides to show them off.

Pressure by @space-helen

how about some fluffy AoS Kirk? Maybe when they're all still at Starfleet Academy, like studying or getting up to trouble or something in that realm?

Marvel

Jack Thompson x Reader

Shake A Leg, I'm Hungry by @sassypossumm

Funny how you're always the last to know when you're in a relationship. At least it would have been nice to have been told that you and Jack were dating.

911

No x Reader

BuckTommy + labels 5 sentence fic by @lesbiankinard

this ended up being more than five sentences but

Star Wars

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Bad Day Blues by @ghostofskywalker

sometimes the pain and stress just builds up higher than you can handle, and it leads to you taking out your anger on some fruit. 

[peonymoss]

Happy Birthday...

@katiekeysburg​!

Our favorite lethal cinnamon roll of so many interests, talents, and skills! Regrettably, I don’t have any original fic for her this year, but perhaps I may present some other fics I’ve dedicated to her:

First, Do No Harm:  Daniel never got to help care for Peggy after the rebar incident. To Peggy's chagrin, he gets his chance a couple of weeks later.

The Jack Thompson Story: What happened to Jack in those critical moments after the Season 2 finale.

A couple of gift fics by @irisdouglasiana​ that I particularly like:

The time Daniel Sousa met Sasquatch (and the time Jack sort of did)

The lady and the tiger

Some of my very, very favorites of @katiekeysburg​’s Agent Carter fics:

Jack Thompson is Dead*: Deeply-researched historical fic in a fascinating setting, puzzles, spycraft, casefic, vivid original characters, mayhem, an Agents of SHIELD connection, and Jack Thompson.

What Would Peggy Do: Some time after the SSR becomes SHIELD, Daniel is kidnapped.   Fortunately he's learned a good bit about what to do-and what not to do-from Peggy. Casefic, spycraft, and a finale that just crushes me with delight every time.

Ransom of a Dead Chief: I suggested Jack in a story like O. Henry’s “Ransom of Red Chief” and I love what she did with it: Some enterprising men kidnap Jack, but they have no idea what they are getting themselves into.... 

There’s plenty more Agent Carter fic for you to explore, plus more from the MCU and for The Man from UNCLE. Give yourself a present and go check it out -- and consider giving her the present of a comment or two.