Celebrate 60 years of Sharon Carter!
Sharon Carter was introduced to Marvel Comics on December 9th, 1965 in Tales of Suspense #75.
From December 10th, 2024 to December 9th, 2025, all Sharon Carter fans are challenged to make a years worth of content for this amazing character!
Content
Art, fic, famcams, moodboards, recs, edits, music videos, etc. all allowed as long as it’s your original content!
While the creator of this event does not agree with certain aspects of the fandom, they do not want to limit the participation of love for this character. All content and ships are allowed.
Even if not posting on AO3, please follow their tagging guide about warnings.
Rules
Sharon Carter Centric
Don’t steal other people’s content
Warn for ANY triggering content
Be respectful to other participants
Prompts
Prompts are all on a spreadsheet!
Bingo Option
If you feel overwhelmed about doing the whole year, a bingo option is available!
NEW CHANGE TO BINGO: can have a bingo card for the WHOLE YEAR without splitting it in half! (Got the generator to work lol)
Links
Tumblr: @sharoncarterweek
Twitter: SharonCWeek
AO3 Collection: Sharon Carter 60th Year Celebration
Run By:
@shewhowillrise / @sharoncarterweek
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ZKMonth 21 Day 5 - Soulmate Marks
On the day you were born, you were given a necklace that was one half of a design. The other half was given to your soulmate. No one knows where the necklaces came from; they just appeared around the necks of infants and grew as they did. You couldn’t take them off until you met the person you were destined to be with. This made it a bit easier to find your match.
Katara didn’t really care whose necklace matched hers. Sokka, her brother, had always been obsessed with finding the other half of his.
She just wanted to live her life, get her degree, and get a good job so she could help support their grandmother.
Her necklace was half of a crescent moon with some kind of design carved into it. She didn’t have the whole thing so she couldn’t tell what the design was supposed to be. When she was little she’d drawn pictures of it trying to guess the full thing, but none of them ever looked right.
One day, as she was sitting in her Intro to Literature class, someone who wasn’t the professor walked in. She knew this class had a TA, but he’d never come to class before as most of his job was helping to grade their smaller assignments.
“Professor Wu is ill today,” he said, not looking up at them as he sorted through his materials. “I’ll be leading discussion on Darcy and Elizabeth’s refusal of their matching necklaces in Pride and Prejudice.”
He looked up and met her eyes, and her necklace grew warm.
It was as though time froze. Both of their necklaces fell from the choker position to a normal necklace length, and they took each other in.
He was good-looking despite the scar that covered half his face. He seemed well put together based on how he was dressed and the state of his bag.
But she didn’t even know his name.
Not participating in class discussion was out of character for Katara, but today she felt like it was excusable. Somehow he was still able to teach class, but she couldn’t focus.
Should she go right up to him after? Should she just ignore him and leave?
When the clock chimed the hour, he made the decision for her, packing up his things as quickly as possible and all but bolting out of the auditorium.
Suki, her best friend, put a hand on Katara’s shoulder as she stared after him.
“I saw your necklaces,” she said, gesturing to Katara’s neck.
Out of habit Katara grabbed for her pendant but it wasn’t where it usually was, as she already knew. She pressed it against her chest and found she couldn’t speak.
“So much for finding your match not meaning anything,” Suki teased. “You’re starstruck!”
“I don’t even know who that guy is!” Katara moaned.
Suki pulled out her folder for this class and thumbed through the papers. She pulled the syllabus out and handed it to Katara.
TA: Zuko Tamura.
“It even has his email,” Suki pointed out. “You could email him!”
“I’m not going to email him,” Katara said, shoving the paper back at Suki. “Did you see the way he ran out of here? He has no interest in me.”
Suki shook her head, but really couldn’t say anything to this. She’d seen him bolt just like Katara and the entire rest of their class had.
Later, Katara was studying in the quad, her books laid out around her on the blanket she kept in her bag, when a shadow fell over what she was reading.
She looked up to see Zuko, fiddling with the strap of his messenger bag.
“Can I help you?” she asked cooly. “You’re blocking my light.”
“Sorry,” he said, stepping to the side. “I just wanted to talk to you.”
Katara nodded her head to the open spot on the blanket and Zuko sank down, setting his bag down beside him.
“I’m sorry I freaked,” he said. “I was not at all prepared for what happened to happen.”
“Neither was I,” she admitted.
“You probably know my name already, because I’m your TA, but I’m Zuko.”
“My name is Katara.”
He nodded, recognition flashing across his face. He’d graded her papers, so he’d had some idea of who she was already.
“I just needed to tell you something,” he said, still fiddling with the strap of his messenger bag.
“Yeah?”
“I…um…I have a girlfriend.”
This didn’t surprise her. People often had significant others while they were waiting to meet their soulmates. Some people even married those who weren’t their soulmates because of various reasons.
“That’s okay,” she said. “I’m not interested in a relationship right now, so it doesn’t matter.”
Zuko nodded and stood up.
“I’ll see you around, then?”
“Sure.”
As he walked away, Katara wondered if they would see each other around, or if they would both avoid each other as much as she intended to avoid him.
Like she’d told all her friends and family, it didn’t matter who her soulmate turned out to be. She wasn’t interested in a relationship.
A few years after her first encounter with Zuko, Katara was a senior and working in the college’s library.
One day he came in, looking a bit frazzled, and approached the counter where she was running check-outs and checking in books.
She recognized him immediately, of course, but what she hadn’t counted on was him still wearing his necklace.
Hers was tucked into her backpack. Always close, but no longer around her neck. It was the easiest way to keep most guys away.
He looked up and stepped back when he recognized her.
“Katara!”
“Zuko.”
Her tone must have confused him, because he looked at her for a moment before looking back at the paper he had in his hand.
“I have a few books on hold from other libraries.”
“I’ll get them.”
She retrieved them from the shelf behind the counter and took his ID card from him to check them out to him.
“What are you still doing around here?” she asked. “Shouldn’t you have graduated last year?”
“I’m doing my masters in English.”
She nodded.
Finally, the books were checked out and the ticket printed. She stuck it to the cover of the book on the top of the stack and pushed it towards him.
“Here you go. Have a nice day.”
“Thanks.”
He took the stack of books into his arms but didn’t walk away.
“Is there something else I can help you with?”
“I was wondering…would you be up for coming to my place and watching anime?”
Her eyes widened.
“Are you really that desperate for a relationship? We don’t know each other at all!”
“Not a relationship,” he muttered. “I don’t really have any…any friends? And you seem nice.”
To her surprise, her heart went out to him.
“What about your girlfriend?”
“She dumped me when she saw my necklace,” he explained.
Katara nodded thoughtfully.
“Sure, I’ll watch anime with you,” she said, grabbing her phone. “What’s your number?”
They exchanged numbers and as he left the building with a friendly wave, Katara couldn’t help but smile.
Maybe being friends with her soulmate wouldn’t be all that bad.
Months later, after weeks of anime binging and laughing over stupid sitcoms Katara had loved as a child, Katara realized she’d fallen for Zuko.
Not in the passionate, the love is burning inside of me, kind of way, but a softer way. He’d slowly become the person she wanted to hang out with the most, and she found she wanted to spend even more time with him than she already did.
When she suggested moving in together, he raised an eyebrow at her.
“Don’t you think that’s a little much?” he asked. “We aren’t even dating.”
Katara shrugged.
“We don’t have to share a room or anything. I think it would just be nice to coexist. I like being around you and want to be around you more.”
Zuko nodded slowly.
“That doesn’t sound so bad,” he admitted.
When she told her family they were moving in together, they were thrilled until she emphasized that they weren’t romantic in any way.
“Why are you moving in with him then?” Sokka asked. “Just because he’s your soulmate doesn’t mean you have to spend your life with him.”
“I don’t really want to spend it with anyone else,” she said, shrugging. “And I want to be around him more.”
“Do you love him?” her father asked.
“I do,” she admitted.
He nodded thoughtfully.
“I support you, Katara,” he said.
“Thanks, Dad.”
Katara was pleased when Zuko seemed to be even more similar to her than she’d thought he was. They spent a considerable amount of their free time together and engaged in a lot of physical touch such as hugging and snuggling and holding hands, but he never tried to make it sexual. Which was more than fine by her.
Eventually, though, he did bring it up.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this life we have?” he asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Well usually things would be, I don’t know, more physical?” he said. “Aren’t you interested in sex?”
“Not really,” she admitted. “I was a bit worried that would be a problem.”
Zuko let out a huge breath.
“Thank goodness,” he gushed. “I’m not interested in it either, which was another reason why my ex probably broke up with me, but that’s beside the point. You make me happy, Katara, and I’m glad we can be happy just the way we are.”
She reached out and took his hand in hers.
“So am I.”
@zutaramonth
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