All that I do is wait for you All that I do is wait for you I can’t get along with all your friends Dont know how to act, that’s all there is Why do I accept the things you say? You know what to change But not in what way
ive never written anything w this relationship so i am pleased as punch and kinda wanna live in this world for a little while so i might post more
warnings: parent death ment
feat: everybody except scott and thor. i’ll probably find some way to work them in though.
a/n: bucky’s gonna b a bit of an ass
You were practically jumping up and down in the elevator because of how excited you were as the doors slid open. It’d been almost 6 months since you’d last seen Tony which was without a doubt the longest period of time you’d gone without seeing him in your life. Things had become chaotic in your life and his but the two of you still talked on a regular basis. You were his one sense of stability at this point in his life and he had proven time and time again that he would do anything to keep you safe.
Prompt voting is now closed, and prompts for the third SuperCat Week have been chosen! Below are the prompts for this event, running from April 16th through April 23rd.
Day 1 - Sunday, April 16 - Abilities; being near your soulmate gives you abilities/takes away abilities (e.g., healing injuries, immortality, powers, etc.)
Day 2 - Monday, April 17 - Dreams; anything involving dreams (e.g., visions, alternate worlds, Black Mercy, etc.)
Day 3 - Tuesday, April 18 - Feelings; whatever emotions your soulmate feels, you also feel (or the opposite)
Day 4 - Wednesday, April 19 -
Red String of Fate; where a string tied to you leads you to the person(s) you’re destined to
Day 5 - Thursday, April 20 - Distance; anything involving distance (e.g., compasses, pain with distance, etc.)
Day 6 - Friday, April 21 - Dating Agency; either Kara or Cat runs an agency that tracks and matches soulmates
Day 7 - Saturday, April 22 - Eyes; anything involving eyes (and other physical features) (e.g., color change, etc.)
Day 8 - Sunday, April 23 - Creator’s Choice; any fic written involving soulmates and SuperCat is accepted
You are now welcome to start working on your creations. Please remember that while you are welcome to work on/finish them early, you may not post until the appropriate day. You can find more information on participation and the event in general here. Feel free to drop me an ask if you ever have any questions.
I can’t wait to see all the lovely things you all will be created, and I hope you’re as excited for this event as I am!
After three hours spent as sole caregiver to her brother’s daughters, Solana was beginning to have serious doubts about her own suitability as a parent, which made her current state of impending motherhood all the more terrifying. No going back now. Not even if she was having sudden visions of just how woefully underprepared she was. And she was. In vivid color.
Taking the girls off their parents’ hands for a day had seemed like such a good idea at the time. Step one to reaching coveted cool aunt status. Girls day out. Or in. Something. Fun. Definitely fun.
To be honest, she hadn’t actually thought that far ahead when she made the offer.
Garrus had an itinerary of political obligations as long as his arm, which only made Solana shudder and wonder how she could ensure her own position in the Hierarchy rose no further than it was already. Though Shepard had been perfectly willing to stay and entertain the children, Garrus did not disguise how much he wanted her with him. More than that, Solana knew they were far more effective a team when working together, especially when it came to fighting for things they believed in. Solana wasn’t privy to the details, but whatever it was they were dealing with now left a grim expression on her brother’s face whenever he thought no one was looking. Shepard’s wasn’t much better.
While arguing with one or the other of them was possible, when they presented a unified front, Sol wasn’t sure they’d ever actually failed. Being on kid-duty for a day seemed a small price to pay, if it helped relieve some of the tension lurking beneath her brother’s plates or in the furrowed cant of Shepard’s human brows.
Off they’d gone, and with them Naxus and her father to their respective work, leaving Solana in possession of two sleepy girls and many hours to fill. The sleepiness had worn off after breakfast, replaced by the kind of frenetic activity Solana usually associated with a firefight. Or stims. Or stims during a firefight.