#steggyweek2k17

[mrgaretcarter]

steggyweek2k17  Day 5: Topes Click on ‘em

[beautifulwhensarcastic]

Steggy Positivity Week - Day 04: Modern Day

Steve and Peggy and their little family taking on daily challenges. The biggest drama in their life are colics, PT meetings, and annoying friends inviting themselves over to eat their food. (P.S. Peggy’s totally pregnant again)

parents-teacher scene inspired by @rachlovesligers ficlet

[mithborien]

[koreanrage]

Steggy Positivity Week  → Day 7, Free for All

Peggy cannot resist Steve's pillowy boobs lol. For those who've requested Peggy faceplanting in Steve's squeezable boobies.;)

[roboticonography]

I exist in two places, here and where you are.

-- Margaret Atwood

{ Steggy Positivity Week - Day 06:  Quotes, Lyrics, etc. }

[caleysteggy]

Steggy Positivity Week | Day 06: Quotes, Lyrics, etc.

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[founderofshield]

Steggy Positivity Week 2017 - day 3 (first)

[gaytonystark]

Anon asked for Steggy + Sign of The Times by Harry Styles

[the-shy-and-anxious-fangirl]

Steggy Positivity Week Day 02: AU or Crossover- Florist/Tattoo Artist AU

It’s been months since Peggy left behind a promising career in business to work at Flower Girl, a flower shop in Brooklyn owned and operated by the ever cheerful and eternally motherly Winifred Barnes. The calm, relaxed atmosphere is a welcome change from the high stakes, high stress environment of the business world- that is, until a tattoo parlor opens up next door. Flower Girl’s new neighbors are raucous and rude, with a penchant for playing rock music at top volume, usually at odd hours. When Peggy marches in to give them a talking to, she finds something she doesn’t expect- a handsome, soft spoken artist named Steve Rogers, for whom, as time progresses, Peggy finds herself feeling not hatred but in fact its exact opposite.

The droning buzz of a tattoo needle, insistent as a jackhammer, settled in the base of Peggy’s skull the moment she stepped in the door of Howling Wolf Tattoo. She gritted her teeth against the sound-and her mounting headache-and marched up to the reception desk, fully prepared to air her grievances. She did not expect to find a handsome blond man sitting behind it drawing in what appeared to be a very well used notebook, and when he glanced up at her approach and asked “May I help you?” in a quiet, courteous voice, she found no words were forthcoming.

[doctorhelena]

Steggy Fic: Truth

I’ve written a drabble or short fic for every day of Steggy Week 2k17! This was written for Day 6: Quotes, Lyrics, etc. Previous days: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5

“And you used to be fun!” ---Dum Dum Dugan to Peggy Carter, Agent Carter Season 1: The Iron Ceiling

************ Dum Dum set down his cards with a sigh. “Damn it, you have got to be cheating. Dare,” he added, handing over five rocks to Jones.

Gabe grinned, adding the rocks to his pile. “Fifty one-armed pushups.”

Dum Dum groaned and handed Morita his cigarette. “I hate you.” Considering the amount of bourbon in his system, he thought it was pretty damn impressive that he managed thirty four before collapsing: twenty five with his right arm and nine with his left.

“Is that all?” asked Peggy, eyebrow raised. “I could do better than that with one hand tied behind my back.” She took a swig of bourbon. “In this case, quite literally,” she added. Morita snorted and took a drag of Dum Dum’s cigarette.

“Sure you could,” said Dum Dum, still lying flat on his back. “I dare you.”

“That is not how the game works,” she said smugly, passing him the bourbon.

Karma seemed to be on Dum Dum’s side, however, as Peggy lost five rocks to Bucky in the very next round. She handed them over with bad grace. “All right. Dare.” She sighed. “I’ll have you know,” she said thoughtfully, “this is exactly how I ended up caught in the headmaster’s bedroom when I was in school, holding an armful of his wife’s knickers and his best bottle of brandy.”

“Do tell,” said Bucky, eyebrow raised.

“That would be Truth, and I’m afraid I chose Dare,” said Peggy, with slightly inebriated dignity. Steve, beside her, looked like he was trying not to laugh.

“Fine,” said Bucky. “Do more one-armed pushups than Dum Dum can. With one hand literally tied behind your back.”

“All right,” said Peggy, shrugging out of her jacket. She paused, frowning. “How exactly does one tie just one hand behind one’s back?”

“I’m sure there’s a way,” said Bucky, “but fine, just hold your arm back there.”

Peggy technically only had to do thirty five pushups, but she rarely did things by halves. “You realize you can can stop now,” said Dum Dum, when she reached fifty with no sign of slowing down.

“I’m just getting started,” she said cheerfully. She didn’t stop when she got to a hundred, either, but fought through seven more before she collapsed to the ground, panting. “There,” she said, triumphantly. “One hundred and seven for the 107th.”

Steve bent over her. “You gonna make it, Peg?” Morita pulled his feet back just in case.

“Perhaps I shouldn’t have had quite so much bourbon before accepting that challenge,” she admitted.

Dum Dum snorted. “Or maybe you shouldn’t be such a show-off next time, Carter. Serves you right.”

Peggy sat out the next round, leaning on Steve while she recovered, and Steve, possibly distracted, promptly lost five rocks to Dum Dum. He considered carefully. “Truth,” he said, finally.

Dum Dum scratched his chin, considering. “I’ve always been curious about those USO showgirls,” he said. “You ever get a closer look at what was under those outfits?” He winked at Peggy, who narrowed her eyes at him.

“Sure,” said Steve, “Some really interesting underthings to keep everything in place while they’re dancing.”

Dum Dum rolled his eyes. “Cap, have you ever actually seen a girl naked?”

“Yes,” said Steve, simply. Bucky’s eyes widened.

“All right,” said Peggy hastily, sitting up straight. “I’m back in for this round.” Gabe dealt the cards, looking rather amused.

The dares had escalated considerably by the time Peggy cleared her throat and looked at her watch. “Final round,” she said, firmly. “I don’t want to be the one to explain to Colonel Phillips how you all put each other into the infirmary.”

“Well, it was your idea,” said Bucky, and she made a face at him. The bottle of bourbon was getting alarmingly low, and she’d edged closer and closer to Steve until she was practically sitting on his lap.

Maybe she was distracted, but Peggy lost the last round rather decisively, handing over five rocks to Dernier. She sighed. “I rather think it’s in my best interest not to choose Truth at this point.”

“Dare, then,” said Dum Dum, picking up the bottle of bourbon and waiting with interest to see what Dernier would come up with.

Dernier smiled slowly and said something in French. Peggy raised an eyebrow. “I will need to consult with Captain Rogers, of course,” she said, rather formally, standing up carefully and tugging at Steve’s arm. He followed her into the darkness behind one of the tents.

“What did he say?” Bucky asked Gabe, both eyebrows raised. 

Gabe shook his head, looking bemused. “Not what you’re thinking.”

“What, then?” asked Dum Dum, fascinated. Peggy was already returning, Steve in tow.

“Very well,” she announced, grandly. “We accept.” Gabe’s eyes widened and Dernier smiled.

“What - what did he dare you to do?” asked Morita, cautiously, after a long moment when nobody moved.

“Get married,” said Peggy.

Several jaws dropped. “Uh,” said Dum Dum, carefully, “I know neither of you is good at backing down from a dare, but don’t think this is something you should really be held to once you sober up in the morning.”

“Too late,” said Peggy, grinning. “It’s already done.”

Everyone stared at them. “Is there - is there a priest back there?” asked Dum Dum, finally. Upon further consideration, he thought, he probably should have put away the bourbon a while back.

“Well, as it turns out, we anticipated this request a few weeks in advance,” said Peggy.

Dernier grinned.

“Wait,” said Bucky, indignant, eyes widening in realization. “Stevie, did you get married and not tell me?”

“Possibly,” said Steve, not looking particularly sorry.

“We didn’t tell anyone,” said Peggy, firmly.  “And I hope you all realize how much trouble I’ll be in if this gets back to the SSR.” She looked around the circle of the campfire and smiled. “But, all in all, I’m rather glad the cat’s out of the bag with you lot.”

“You know we’ll never tell,” said Dum Dum, and the others nodded. He grinned. “You were already one of us, Peg. You didn’t have to marry into the group.”

She grinned at him. “Well, getting in with the Howling Commandos was of course my primary objective, but he does have a few good qualities of his own.”

Bucky still looked affronted. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” He frowned. “How the hell did Dernier figure it out?”

Dernier smiled enigmatically and muttered something to Gabe. “He says it was obvious to anyone with a proper sense of romance.”

Peggy slid her arms around Steve’s neck. “Speaking of which,” she said, cheerfully, “I trust it won’t shock anybody to find Captain Rogers in my tent when third watch rolls around this morning.”

“Oh, God,” said Morita, eyes wide. “I never thought I’d be grateful for how loud Dum Dum snores.”

[plumandfinch]

Queens of England

There is no discussion allowed until Peggy can’t see her own feet any more. Only then would she begrudgingly entertain ideas.

 “Anne? Charlotte?”  

 She looks up at him over her paperwork. “Are you naming queens of England?”

 “Ah!” he slaps the back of the chair he is leaning on, “Elizabeth! Mary? Mmm, not sure about Mary.”

 Peggy shakes her head, returning to her paperwork but he will not be dissuaded. “Edward? Richard? Henry?”

 “Now we’ve moved on to kings, I see.”

 “George? John?” There is a pause, “Wait, are those really all the kings you’ve had?”

 “Steven! I have got to finish this paperwork.”

 He tuts and putters back into the kitchen where he is ostensibly preparing dinner. After looking back down at her report for a moment, she leans back in her chair and fires off, “James, Charles, technically Phillip, during the reign of Mary the first, Edmund, Harold, Edgar, Canute, of course, and you forgot Victoria.”

 He pops his head back out of the kitchen, “Harold?”

 “Harold.” she says firmly.

 “Well, that’s no kind of name for a kid.”

 He disappears again and the sounds of his at times over enthusiastic meal preparation resume. It’s stew night, his specialty, and he’s just given it the final stir when he turns to find Peggy leaning her hip against the sink with her arms crossed, not meeting his eyes.

 “Honey, I’m not saying we have to name the kid now, but it seems like a good idea to at least have a list.”

 “But what if -” he waits and it is so quiet he can hear the soft tick of the clock in the living room, “I had a list last time.”

 He moves over and they stand at the sink for a long time wrapped around each other.

 --

He’s already in bed when she turns off the last light and sits down on her side. He’s reading so she snakes her arm through his and drops her head onto his shoulder.

 “There was, of all things, a Girl Guide. When we were in Poland, in ‘44 just before the Uprising. I was so impressed with her. She was so gutsy and totally in command of the volunteers she was assigned. She was really something.”

 “Sounds like someone I know.”

 Peggy curls in closer to him. “I’m just telling you because I thought then that if we ever, I mean we weren’t even a “we” in ‘44...”

 “Peg, we were a “we” from the moment I laid eyes on you at Camp Lehigh.”

 “Well, I’m just saying that if a list exists, I’d like Ilsa to be on it.”

 “Ilsa, I like that. Much better than Harold.”

 “Quite.”

[mrgaretcarter]

steggyweek2k17 Day ?: Song Lyrics & also AU "I don't know how the years will go down, it's alright  / Let's make the most of every moment tonight”

Steve and Peggy had a full blown relationship during the war for two years, up until Steve crashed. They got married - all the commandos attended and Phillips officiated. It was lovely, they all threatened to hurt Steve if he hurt Peggy (but they all also knew it was never gonna happen). They were very happy, in love and all that jazz and when steve ~died they actually held a funeral. Later, when Steve woke up in modern times and found Peggy again, even in her old age, he was still very much in love, so he waited out a moment of clarity and insisted on renewing their vows. He still wears their ring and tells people he’s married even after she passes.

[beautifulwhensarcastic]

Steggy Positivity Week - Day 01: Agent Carter Timeline

Howard finds Steve soon after the war. Reunited with Peggy, Steve finds a home he never really expected to build once the war was over. Along with his best girl and the Howlies, he joins SSR. Not for long. Colonel Phillips and Howard are forming a new agency.  

[mithborien]

[koreanrage]

“You found me.”

Saw @beautifulwhensarcastic‘s gif set for steggy week and was inspired to draw this scene of our dreams. ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

Bonus:

[roboticonography]

{ Steggy Positivity Week - Day 04: Modern Day }

The Instagram Adventures of @mec1919 and @01dodgersfan

(FWNL-verse, but could be any modern AU, really.)

Peggy mostly just snaps whatever’s around her: a broken window, her Dubonnet and gin, a delicious breakfast. A sleeping Steve in her bed. Occasionally, while attempting to take a selfie, she records a video without realizing it.

Steve’s feed has become a bit of a hipstergram, in spite of his best efforts to fly under the radar. But his favourite subject always says yes when asked to model for him. And that’s not the only yes she’s given him recently.