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Someone to love Part 4 of 5

Someone to love

Summary: You’d been there the whole time. Maybe now it’s time to let Steve know what he thinks he’ll never find.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Character’s: Steve, Reader, Natasha, Peggy, OC male (Reader’s granddad), Sam, Wanda, T’Challa, Bucky, mentions of Sharon,

Setting: from Captain America the First Avenger to Civil War.

Warnings: angst, minor character death, language,  

Notes: written for my 400 follower celebration requested by @angryschnauzer the song is Someone to love by Queen. What was supposed to be a one shot grew into a four or more parts cause the idea just stuck with me. Hope you enjoy.

Someone tags:  @spnhybrid @iamwarrenspeace @the-doctor-called-loki @hellomissmabel

Permanent tags: @winters-buck @angryschnauzer @marvel-lucy @aquabrie @supernaturallymarvellous @thetalesofmooseandsquirrel

Marvel tags: @sebbytrash @ek823@marvelfanfichq @creideamhgradochas

Key: Y/GF/N = your grandfather’s name

Part 4: Here comes Goodbye

2015 Week after the Ultron indecent

      

 “Out to drop another city on someone else’s head?” a snide male voice asked from beside him, casting a shadow over the small metal table. “Or just out to ruin someone else’s day?”

Part of him wanted to turn and land a nice right hook to the ugly sneering face, but he refrains. Hands balling into tight fists, one resting on the white painted metal table the other in his lap. Having heard it all before, but it didn’t mean it hurt any less having giving his life up to protect people who sometimes come across as ungrateful. Kinda understanding why this person needed to vent his frustrations though going about it the wrong way. Steve still felt each jabbing word cut across his emotions like sand paper over rough wood.

“Hey asshat why don’t you shove that snotty attitude were the sun don’t shine,” harsh, with touches of angry and resentment flowing through the cadence of your voice. Having heard what this stranger said to Steve made your blood boil.

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                                    Male! Peggy Anybody?

This idea popped into my head literally yesterday, and since my spring break just started, I thought I’d do some genderbent Peggy to kick it off! I tried looking everywhere for some male version of her, but I couldn’t find any, so I said to myself,  “ Hey, why not make your own version? “ And, so I did! Keep in mind that I only did this for fun, I’m not doing an entire project lol. Anyways, I did the most common expressions, and if you want to use them for whatever your heart so desires, go ahead. Just make sure to credit me please <3  c:

Someone to love part 3 of 5

Someone to love

Summary: You’d been there the whole time. Maybe now it’s time to let Steve know what he thinks he’ll never find.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Character’s: Steve, Reader, Natasha, Peggy, OC male (Reader’s granddad), Sam, T’Challa, Bucky, mentions of Sharon,

Setting: from Captain America the First Avenger to Civil War.

Warnings: none for now.

Notes: written for my 400 follower celebration requested by @angryschnauzer the song is Someone to love by Queen. What was supposed to be a one shot grew into a four or more parts cause the idea just stuck with me. Hope you enjoy.

Someone tags:  @spnhybrid @iamwarrenspeace @the-doctor-called-loki

Permanent tags: @winters-buck @angryschnauzer @marvel-lucy @aquabrie @feelmyroarrrr

Marvel tags: @sebbytrash @ek823@marvelfanfichq @creideamhgradochas

Key: Y/GF/N = your grandfather’s name

Part 3: Confidant

2014 one month after the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D

 

Pacing, feeling like a caged animal in his apartment, even with all the floors and miles of city below him, Steve Rogers still felt like he couldn’t breathe. So much change in the last month, SHIELD falling, Hydra coming out of hiding, people he thought were friends weren’t biggest of all Bucky being alive. Yeah that one little tidbit had his mind reeling. His best friend growing up, fought alongside, lost to a fall… alive and his enemy.

Something Steve refused to believe. Even with all the evidence to back the claim, files that Natasha procured from old friends in the KGB, spread out over the coffee table. None needing to be gone over since he’s committed each and every detail to memory. Not that it’ll help any, given the fact Steve doesn’t know the first place to start looking and that’s what frustrates him the most.

A harsh knock breaking him from the thoughts running the Kentucky derby inside his mind. Checking the peep hole before unlocking and opening the door. “Hey Sam.”

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Leverage s04e14 ‘The Boys’ Night Out Job’

Does it pass the Bechdel Test?

No.

How many female characters (with names and lines) are there?

Five (35.71% of cast).

How many male characters (with names and lines) are there?

Nine.

Positive Content Rating:

Three.

General Episode Quality:

Delightful! A worthy partner to the previous episode.

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Peggy Carter, War Hero. Secret Agent. Founder of SHIELD. 


Generally all around amazing badass <3

(lyrics from “Problem” by Natalie Kills)

Someone to love Part 2: Luck is very kind

Summary: You’d been there the whole time. Maybe now it’s time to let Steve know what he thinks he’ll never find.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Character’s: Steve, Reader, Natasha, Peggy, OC male (Reader’s grandad), Sam, T’Challa, Bucky, mentions of Sharon

Setting: from Captain America the First Avenger to Civil War.

Warnings: none for now.

Notes: written for my 400 follower celebration requested by @angryschnauzer the song is Someone to love by Queen. What was supposed to be a one shot grew into a four or more parts cause the idea just stuck with me. Hope you enjoy.

Someone tags: @ek823 @spnhybrid @iamwarrenspeace @the-doctor-called-loki

Permanent tags: @winters-buck @marvel-lucy @angryschnauzer @marvelfanfichq

@aquabrie @creideamhgradochas

Key: Y/GF/N = your grandfather’s name

 

Part 2: Luck is very kind

2012

“You sure about this?”

“Why not? It’s just DC,” frowning, Steve turned from packing up his suitcase, to glance at the red head standing in his doorway.

Shrugging, pushing away to walk in, arms crossed, “What about that gal you met, you gonna try and find her before you leave?”

“That’s been over a year ago Nat, not likely she’d even remember me. Besides why’s it matter?” shaking his head Steve turned back to packing. Not that he’s got a lot of possessions in the first place. One can’t collect things while frozen stiff for nearly seventy years and only reacquired to this world in the last few years.

“Give you something to look forward to on return trips to New York,” plunking down on the edge of his bed. “Why are you even considering leaving home?”

Snorting softly, while closing his suitcase, “Just another place is all Nat. Besides I have my orders, it’s time to go,” pulling the case off the bed, backpack slung over his shoulder, Steve gave the room one last look.

Being the place he’d called home, if there truly is such a thing anymore as everyone he knows, loved, and cared about is dead. He’s alone in an unfamiliar world, trying to rebuild a life from the ashes of the past and staying here, right now just makes it worse.

Soft sigh leaving pink lips, Natasha rose clapping Steve on his broad shoulder, “Well I’ll see you around then Cap.”

Not looking back, Natasha headed for the elevator. Their little team/family is breaking apart, not that she had any ideas of grandeur just small little thoughts of things being different. Maybe with time it’ll be different, snorting at that thought, pushing the down button, Natasha shoves those thoughts aside. Steve’s right its time to move on.

Watching her go, Steve’s unsure of what exactly his next move should be. The small scrap of paper in his front jeans pocket burning a hole in his thoughts. He hadn’t let anyone know, except for Fury who’d found the information. Not sure even what to expect, Steve accepted the offer of working in DC to be closer to his last link. Hope being the only thing he’s got left.

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Several months later

He’s been gone for a week, not that she’d noticed much, her memory being what it is. Pacing outside her door, nerves making his hands sweat that he wipes on his jeans before knocking lightly.

“Come,” English accent still strong.

Entering, bright smile on his lips, watching Peggy sit by the open window warm summer breeze blowing in, ruffling her greying brown hair.

Eyes search before coming to rest on him, “You’re back.”

“As promised Peg.”

Light blush dusting her cheeks, “No one calls me that anymore Steve.”

Chuckling, talking a seat across from her, “Better not, that names reserved.”  

“Oh you,” she smiles taking his hand in her frail one, patting the top. “How was the mission?”

Raking the free hand through his hair, making it stand on end for a few seconds. He’s surprised she remembers, “Complicated.”

“Aren’t they all?”

“To true,” answers short, eyes going from her aged face to the open window where street sounds make their way up to the fifth floor.

“Something wrong Steve?” not needing her failing memory in right order to figure out there’s something troubling him. She could see that written plainly on his handsome face.

Snapping his glaze back to her, “No, no of course not Peg just thoughts.”

“You’re still a horrible liar Rogers,” stating the obvious, a harsh pat to the hand still in hers. “What’s really eating away at your mind?”

Deep sigh leaving his lips, Steve turns away from Peggy a moment, collection his thoughts on how to even answer her. “The last mission,” biting his bottom lip feeling Peggy give his hand a reassuring squeeze. “It’s not the same.”

“What did you think it would be like Steve? Hugs and rainbows?” she snarks, eyes rolling as she stared at him.

For a moment he’s shocked, a snort issuing from his parted lips, “Not likely Peggy, just,” shrugging hand running through his hair once more. “This life, this time it’s so different,” taking his hand from hers, Steve stood pacing the small stretch of plush carpet behind the chairs.

“You will fit in Steve not right away but soon.”

Locking eyes with her aged ones, Steve for a second saw the spark of the young Peggy the one he remembered and fell in love with during a time of his life when everything was upside down. He wanted to believe, to know she’s right, but it’s not that simple. In that moment he witnessed the shift in her demeanor going from knowing he’s alive and how it came to be, to barely recalling his name.

“Steve?” voice frail, small. So unlike it’d been just moments ago when she told him off.

“Yeah Peg it’s me. I came back,” reassuring her by coming to crouch beside her chair, soft smile on his lips.

Staying for only twenty minutes more, helping her to bed to rest, he takes one more look back watching the peace fall over her sweet face. A war going on in his own mind while walking out the door, softly closing it behind him, only to run into someone. Arms immediately going around the person’s waist keeping them from falling backwards.

“You unhand my granddaughter this instance you punk,” deep male voice spoke from behind her, as Steve comes to find soft curves pressed against his larger, harder frame.

“Miss I’m so sorry I hadn’t seen,” words caught in his throat as you move your H/C hair from your face bright smile on your lips.

“You better be watching where you’re walking Mr. Rogers you pack quite a punch there,” you grin stepping from his arms, the warmth going with it.

Coming to stand beside you, “Bless me is that really you Captain Rogers?”

“Granddad remember I told you of my meeting him that afternoon,” your glancing between your grandfather and Steve who’s caught between embarrassment in almost running you over and shock at seeing someone he knew from seventy years ago and seeing you again.

“You gonna keep staring boy are you gonna speak,” poking Steve’s shoulder as she playfully swatting at your granddad.

“Sorry, I just,” rubbing the back of his neck. “I wasn’t expecting to see you again Y/N and here of all places.”

“Small world huh Steve?” you smile up at him, butterflies dancing in your tummy. “Where are my manors, granddad Steve,” you motion towards the younger man before turning to the older another bright smile on your lips. “Steve my granddad. He moved in a few years back when mom and dad decided to move to Florida.”

“It’s truly an honor getting to meet you sir,” Steve began only to be cut off.

“Bah, honor my aunt fanny if anything its good seeing you again boy. It’s been too long and time’s been anything but kind to an old soul like mine. Unlike you,” laughing, crinkles forming beside forest green friendly eyes. “Do me a favor Captain, get this young dame outta here for a bit she’s been here too long.”

“Granddad, I’m here to visit you of course I’m gonna spend time with you,” groaning resisting the urge to facepalm.

“You’ve been here almost all day, besides I’ve got a hot dinner date can’t have you hanging around spoiling all my fun,” he winks at Steve, who blushed and laughed.

“It would be my pleasure to escort you to dinner, if you’re hungry that is and if you want to go with me. You don’t have to, I can just walk with you to your car,” he’s rambling, nerves getting the better of him.

“Steve,” when you notice he doesn’t look at you, you place a hand on his forearm garnering his attention. “I’d love to go to dinner with you. In fact I know the prefect place,” smiling you notice that underlying sadness in his demeanor again and wonder.

“That’s settled then, Y/N tomorrow not before eleven please. I love you but I need my sleep especially after tonight,” he winks again giving you a tight hug. Before turning to Steve hand out which the younger man takes and shakes firmly. “Still has a tight grip, I like that in a man. You take care of my granddaughter.” Leaning in to whisper, “You have my blessing,” patting his broad shoulder before taking off down the hallway leaving you and Steve to stare after his slowly disappearing form.

“What…”

Chuckling, turning to face Steve, “That’s my granddad, doesn’t act like he’s almost ninety does he?”

“No he sure doesn’t, reminds me of my best friend actually,” fawned smile gracing his lips tinged with sadness.

Placing a hand on his bicep this time, “We don’t have to go eat Steve. I can make my way alone, done it many times.”

Shaking his head, taking the hand and wrapping it around his arm fully, “I wouldn’t dream of letting him down Y/N.”

Starting to walk towards the elevator, “So what brings you to DC?”

“I live here now,” Steve could’ve sworn he saw your face fall a fraction but it’s replaced so quickly by a smile that he thinks he’s seeing things as you enter.

“Oh,” clearing your throat, hoping foolishly so that he still lived in New York City, where you could’ve spent more time together. Shaking that thought from your mind, “DC is wonderful, different with all the sharks in suits up on capitol hill but still beautiful.”

“I take it you’re not much for politics then?”

“Right you are Rogers,” grinning while the two of you exit the elevator heading for the street. “We can walk to the diner from here. Unless you rather drive?”

“No, no walking’s fine,” feeling at ease for the first time since being thawed out, Steve’s enjoying himself with just the simple things.

Light conversation goes back and forth, learning that you’re a writer in your spare time, a lowly, your words, editor for a small online magazine, and you love pie. Pausing at the door, which Steve opens letting you go in first, a surprised smile gracing your lips as it’s something that doesn’t happen often. Finding the right booth more towards the back away from the prying eyes of many who stared, as the two of you walked in.

On instinct Steve takes a seat facing out, eyes watching, on guard just in case.

“Do you ever relax?” your voice breaking his train of thought to find your watching him.

Finding that as you walked to the diner, Steve seemed tense, watchful. Not that it bugs you, more concern than anything else.

“I, yeah, yes of course I do. Why do you ask?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a horrible lair?” teasing more than anything you toy with the menu the waitress placed in front after taking your drink orders of ice tea for you and coffee for Steve. “You just seem so tense is all. You can relax Steve.”

Sighing, raking a hand through his sandy blond hair. He’s unsure of what to say exactly. “Relaxing isn’t a luxury I can afford truthfully Y/N.”

Reaching across the scared table to take his hand in yours, wondering where this bold streak is coming from. You’ve never been quite this open or flirty with a guy before, but there’s just something about Steve that sets your nerves to calm even as your heart races.

“You can Steve, it won’t kill you.”

“It might others.”

Head cocked to the side words halted as your drinks arrive and you let her know that a few more minutes are needed as neither of you have looked at the menu yet.

“Our lives aren’t infinite Steve, we’re born to die as my granddad would always tell me. That it’s what we do with the time in-between that counts the most.”

Swallowing hard the words spill out before he can stop them, “I don’t belong here Y/N.”

“Here as in DC, this diner, the US, here with me? What do you mean Steve?” frowning you give his hand a squeeze unknowingly using the same hand Peggy had clasped not too long ago.

“This time, place everything,” deep bone weary sigh leaves his lips. “I don’t belong in this time. Everything’s so different, confusing, strange and I can’t seem to wrap my head around it all.”

Relinquishing the hold on his hand, to stand and come over to his side of the table waving the waitress away again with just a look. Steve’s sight is trained on the outside, the people, weather anything to get away from the words and feelings he just let out.

“Steve,” softly resting a hand on his shoulder coaxing him to turn and look at you. In that moment you knew what the weary look in his sky blue eyes meant. “I’m not going to say I understand what you’re going through, cause God knows I don’t. But I will say that if you want to talk about it, about anything I’ll lend an ear, or a shoulder.”

Without thinking about it, Steve slid forward into your embrace letting you wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him close. For the first time since his mother passed all those years ago Steve Rogers felt safe and cared about, as a person not a myth or hero or science experiment, but a man. It’s strange because he barely knows you, yet at the same time he feels drawn to you.

“Thank you,” he whispered into your shoulder feeling your small hands rub his back gently.

Marveling at how much pain and anguish this man held within him, the strength of will he used to keep it all from people who should’ve seen what you have from just two meetings. Yet you realize that he’s allowing you to see him at this moment, that he trusts you for whatever reason and you feel honored to have that trust.

“No need to thank you Steve cause I’m damn sure gonna use your shoulder and ear to,” chuckling, hoping to get him smiling even a little and to your surprise he lets out a soft laugh.

Siting up to stare at you, wondering why of all the people he’s met in this time and you’re the one who makes him feel more alive and valued than ever before. “I’m at your serves milady.”

“Dork,” punching his arm but only hurting your own hand. “Damn you got arms of steel or what Superman?”

“First I’m a dork now I’m this Superman person, I think you might need your head checked Y/N you’re talking strange.”

You go to retort sarcastically only to have Steve’s deep laughter make you smile again. Shaking your head, starting to raise only to have him stop you. “Stay.”

“Of course,” giving him a shy smile the two of you looking over one menu and choosing dinner together, talking late into the evening. 


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Angie’s so bitter about her male customers and Peggy just laughs at her bitterness and occasionally stabs said customers, i mean ????? #bisexualgalpalgoals

So I Finally Saw An Episode Of Agent Carter

And holly fuck was it terrible! This is SJW/feminist pandering bullshit at it’s finest! All the male characters are portrayed as assholes or villains with Jarvis being the only exception. 

Also I’m getting seriously sick and tired of shows having a generic as fuck female lead who’s a badass and everyone looks down on her because she’s a woman, that’s fucking terrible writing that doesn’t really develop Peggy as a character. And Howard Stark oh good lord they turned him into a fucking starwman! The episode I saw had him get into an argument with Peggy about Steve’s blood (because Howard stole a tube of Steve’s blood for his research) and he flat out tells her that he only did it because he believes Steve’s blood could help people so yes it was wrong of him to steal the blood but at the end of the day his intentions were still good. And what does Peggy do? She calls Stark selfish and the viewer is supposed to side with Peggy because you know “She’s the only woman who will stand up to the evil deeds of men and the male patriarchy!” seriously the scene was so bad I excepted Peggy to call Stark an MRA and I excepted her to tell Jarvis to tell Stark to check his white cis male privilege in the scene that followed. 

This is what happens when you decide to cater to SJW’s and feminists you get a shit show like this and I highly doubt the events of this show are gonna effect the next Captain America movie, at least I hope not I don’t want Civil War to have a scene where Howard leaves a message for Tony and tells him to check his white cis male privilege because Peggy told him to all those years ago. 

Again mainstream entertainment is dying a slow a painful death, because everyone is catering to SJW’s and feminists because they have invaded the entertainment industry and they are killing it from the inside out.

anonymous asked:

Sorry if this is a stupid question but can anyone in the hambone squad swim and are they any good at it?

So when people say “Hambone squad” I’m assuming they’re referring to the gay trio + Herc but correct me if I’m wrong. I’m just gonna answer for a bunch of characters here (and it’s not a stupid question, it’s the sort of weirdly specific shit I live for).

  • Hamilton grew up on literal tropical islands, so he’s a fantastic swimmer. When he was a little kid he and his older brother used to swim around the reef and pretend to discover new exotic fish. They kept a log. He hasn’t been swimming in a while, though—there just hasn’t been time since he started college and then immediately got to work at the NP. Besides, the beaches in NYC are not super appealing to someone who grew up in the Caribbean. 
  • Laurens grew up in Charleston, South Carolina, so like Hamilton he had access to some very nice beaches. He can swim pretty well, but most of the time when his family went to the beach he’d stay in the shallower areas and splash around with his younger siblings, scooping them out of the waves when they were toppled over.
  • Lafayette can swim laps and that’s about it. They went to an expensive summer camp a few years in a row, and had to pass some basic swimming tests. They actually failed the highest swimming test, because they refused to dive into the water without plugging their nose. 
  • Herc gets his exercise by swimming at the local Y, and he’s super annoying about it because he’s constantly trying to convince everyone that they need to go to the gym and try it. No one else even has a gym membership. 
  • The whole Schuyler family spent their summers in East Hampton, living it up, so they’d alternate between beaches and the pool. Angelica loves the beach, but she doesn’t swim (technically she can, but she’s not very good). She just lounges on a towel with a book and a cold drink. Eliza and Peggy usually dare each other to sneak up on her with a bucket of cold sea water.
  • Eliza likes swimming because she finds it relaxing—especially the backstroke. She gets nervous about jellyfish in the ocean (she had a bad experience with the little assholes when she was a kid), but she usually gets in the water anyway.
  • When she was younger and presenting as male, Peggy loved to swim in the ocean, but the AU begins very soon after she came out as trans, and recently she’s more comfortable swimming in the family’s private pool. Her parents attempt to be understanding, but usually fall a little short try to convince her to go to the beach. Eliza and Angelica will always step in to say that they’re feeling tired, and the ocean is too cold, and they’d rather lounge by the pool than deal with all of the crowds at the beach.
  • Burr can swim. Of course he can. Who said he couldn’t? Shut up. 
Agent Carter: A Field Guide to Peggy's Male Co-Workers

I made a version of this on LJ for a friend who’s face-blind and was having an understandably difficult time telling the SSR guys apart. Despite not being face-blind myself, I had a pretty hard time in the beginning because they’re a) a sea of generally average-looking white guys who are b) all wearing period clothing and (mostly) being jerks. So here’s a more polished version of the SSR Agent Field Guide – I’ve tried to avoid spoilers, since this will be most useful for new viewers!

It helps a lot to know there are only three major players (Sousa, Thompson, and Dooley) and two minor ones (Krzeminski and Yauch) <– I may be spelling these last two wrong. 

Almost invariably if someone has a speaking role, it’s one of these five, usually one of the first three, with Krzeminski or Yauch coming in to bulk out the ranks.


The Major Players

Daniel Sousa
Sousa is usually pretty easy to recognize because a) he’s got the crutch, and b) he’s nice. Other identifying features: dark hair, usually wears light suits (brown or gray) with a vest underneath.

Jack Thompson
Dark blond hair (the only blond among the named agents). Light suits - usually gray, sometimes blue or brown; generally is wearing suspenders when his jacket’s off. Also sometimes wears a hat. Second in command after Dooley. Tall/slender compared to most of the others.

Chief Roger Dooley
Older than the rest. Dark hair, graying slightly. Wears (usually) dark suits; generally wears a hat outside. Kind of heavyset/broad, though not as much as Krzeminski.


The Minor Players

Krzeminski
Dark hair. Heavyset. Slob - the only one who doesn’t wear a tie. Can usually be found insulting somebody and/or making comments that make it clear he fails to understand the situation.

Yauch
Dark hair, dark suit. Distinguished mainly by being utterly generic.


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Hayley Atwell: ‘Oh, she’s [Dottie] a slippery bitch. We haven’t seen the last of her. Peggy has male baddies that she fights, but to have someone who is physically her equal – she’s a Black Widow, incredibly capable and very smart – I think that shows some balance for Peggy, like a flip side of the same coin. You’ll see more of her in Season 2.’

i love love loved when jarvis was all “you cant carry the weight of the world on your own” bc really how many times havent we heard the female love interest say that to the male protagonist but here’s peggy carter being all “as you were, nerd”

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I read an article yesterday, that stated that The age of the superwoman is upon us, talking about women as leading characters in movies and TV shows.  But when the (male) author talked about Agent Carter, he referred to the show as “the continuing adventures of Cap’s World War II girlfriend.”

Saying that Peggy Carter was Captain America’s girlfriend dismisses and belittles everything that she achieved on her own.

  • She was a British Air Force Nurse for two years.
  • She was a member of the Special Air Service for four years.
  • She was an officer in the Strategic Scientific Reserve.

And that’s canon.

Agent Carter wasn’t Steve Roger’s girlfriend, she was his training officer.  And she was Captain America’s handler.

And if unrequited love counts as being someone’s girlfriend?  Then I am dating half of the actors in Hollywood.

fandom ranting

Actually I’m going to be so pissed if Peggy is going to end up with Thompson, because she needs to be with someone who respects and supports her, someone like Angie or Sousa. I really don’t want to see a strong badass female character like her ending up with someone who acts all arrogant and like an asshole just because he is insecure or hurt, okay? I’m really tired of this kind of relationship\male character. 

Peggy Carter is an awesome character and needs someone as worthy and kind as Steve, not just a male character she needs to fix.

some cartinelli fans are becoming just as bothersome as some olicity fans

as in - ferociously want their fantasies to become to tv show and become really agressive when someone doesn’t agree. also, make you really, really dislike the character you liked just fine before they poped up and started surrounding you with their agression

guys, how do i put this? right now you are making me want Angie NOT TO RETURN so that this bullshit can be over: peggy can’t be flirting, peggy can’t have (male) love interest, peggy can’t have male co-workers, peggy’s male co-workers can’t have their own storylines, peggy’s friendship with jarvis isn’t nearly as important, peggy’s upcoming friendship with ana won’t be nearly as important….

YOU SEE WHERE I’M GOING WITH HERE?

Angie wasn’t a main character even the last season. Reccuring characters get written out of the shows all the time. Heck, sometimes we’re told one character is the best friend of another - and they’re just guest stars for one episode. The truth is? Angie is a big part of Peggy’s life but Peggy’s got other big things and people that mean much in her life too. They’re not attached to the hip, they’re not seamese twins and THEY’RE NOT GIRLDFRIENDS.

Also, you’re getting annoying with all the “but they’re queerbaiting!!” thing. Peggy being a BI is a nice headcanon… but that is all that is - a headcanon. Marvel had no plans for Peggy to be queer in Captain America movie and I’m pretty sure they don’t plan to make her queer now. Peggy and Angie were good friends… are you saying that now shows simply shouldn’t have friendships on them because it’s automatically queerbaiting? The most that comes to mind in this direction is the actresses reacting to the fanbase and saying they have nothing against it. They didn’t promise anything. What should have they said for it not to be queerbaiting “no, i don’t want that, i don’t want peggy/angie gay?” Than you bet your asses they would be accused of homophoia right next minute.

So, cartinelli fans, GET OVER YOUR FUCKING SELVES and stop complaining that people running the show don’t want to make your fanfics and headcanons canon.

Like, I know I’m most likely never getting Peggy x Gabe Jones even though I’ve got their canon 616 relationship on my side - but I don’t go around complaining about it all the time, do I? Get a grip people and stop being annoying little shits with stupid complaints that have no basis in real iife - if Marvel wanted to campaign against fans of fanon gay relationships - I’m pretty sure Stony and Stucky would be first to disappear from screens, not a minor friendship storyline on the show that is up at this point they’re least popular content (unfortunatelly. because it totally deserves to be at least more popular than agents of boredome).

Tagging this because writing this post has no meaning if the people it’s directed at won’t see it. If you want to send hatemale and complaints - my askbox is open. If you want to have a nice discussion - then my askbox is open and it has a red carpet for you to walk to it.

In the end - thanks cartinelli fans, you’ve officially become the second most annoying fanbase after olicity. You had to work reallt hard to get here.