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ouh tell me your problems with scorpio
I sometimes get a weird vibe from Scorpios that they secretly hate/think they're better than everyone they're with but are fake nice to them, sometimes even in a condescending way. They can seem like they have ulterior motives. And they're kind of scary because if you piss them off they can turn vicious.
mysterious
Oooh, I hope so!
seductive.
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ahh please do a pete x peggy fic of peggy finding out about pete's mom and awkwardly trying to comfort him
She knocks on the door, tentative. The awkwardness between them has not lingered with the years (so long as there were no pointed references to everything that had happened; it was best, for the both of them, to forget it all). But there was a weight to this moment that made her pause. She didn’t want to put it into words, even to herself—the woman had never known the connection between the two of them, between her and Pete, and it was best that way. Still though, there was a sense of loss that gnawed at Peggy. It was a feeling she had grown all to accustomed to.
“Come in.” His words are slurred. She can’t blame him; she figures she’ll need a drink herself before the night is through.
The room is dark save for lamp on a side table. Pete is stretched out on the sofa, empty glass in his hand. He lifts it in acknowledgement of her, and she shuts the door.
“Pour yourself one.” He rises a bit, unsteady, giving her room on the couch. It’s not the same couch as the one that holds far too much importance for them, but there is still something significant about sitting beside him.
Peggy sips her drink. Her mind feels cluttered—she was never very good at offering condolences. Her skills were not in the social realm. “Perhaps she went quickly.”
It’s a stupid thing to say and she knows it, returning her attention to her drink to keep herself from saying anything more.
Pete’s reaction is not expected—though in hindsight, it’s perfect—and he laughs so suddenly she nearly spills her drink.
He reaches out and lays a hand on her knee. It’s not an advance, she can tell, it’s simply a form of connection. She threads her fingers through his and feels her shoulders relax.
“Thank you,” he says under his breath and she smiles sadly. Perhaps she didn’t know what to say, but between the two of them it didn’t seem to matter.
you and peggy would be the best of friends
Oh, I would hope so! We're both socially awkward misfits, I think it would work.
don/betty?
I'm mostly torn between thinking they look hot together and thinking she deserves better.
So I don't endgame ship it (I don't want Don to end up with anyone, at least until he gets his shit together) but I don't really have a problem with them having scenes. I'm not super invested in it.
janesterling replied to your post: i’m pretty sure i’ll go back to campbellpeggy...
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