The Friday Five

1. Did you enjoy your senior year of high school?
I didn't really enjoy any school. ever. I was bored to tears until I got to college.

2. Did you have a senior trip (high school) and were you able to go on it.
Nope and Nope.

3. Was graduating (from either high school or college/university) a big thing with your family or just another day?
My parents were quite proud of my academic achievements and were proud of my graduating. I was the first and still one of only 4 to graduate from college on both sides of my family.

4. What were you looking forward to the most after graduating from either high school or college/university? Being done...

5. Knowing what you know now, what advice would you give your graduating self? Get drunk, sleep with men and women, burn bridges, raise hell... don't be such a good girl.

question of the day

questionoftheday asks: What is your comfort item?

My answer:

Hmmm... I have a stuffed kitty that I used to sleep with, but the one thing that will calm me when I'm nuts is Star Wars - episodes 4-6. I was very ill in the 90s and spent a lot of time on the sofa and in bed...I had a video tape of all three movies that I'd put in and run the whole series... and they calmed me and helped me sleep.

Day 19 - FIC: Drabble: Old comics (Avengers)

Title: Old Comics
Series: The Seduction of Steve Rogers
Fandom: MCU
Rating: Gen
Pairing: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Note: A month-long series of drabbles follows the odd courtship of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark in a loosely connected fashion. I've been reading the 1943 comics at Marvel.com. You should give them a look if you get a chance.
Summary: Tony pulls out the vintage Captain America Comics.

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Tony invited Steve over for a movie and pizza night. They watched Superman from the 70s with Christopher Reeve.

“I read Superman comics when they first came out. I wanted to draw comics after I’d seen them,” Steve told Tony as they ate.

“Have you ever seen Captain America comics?” Tony asked.

“Seriously? God, no.”

Tony hurried to find his and brought them out to show Steve.

“God, these are embarrassing.”

“I was so crazy about Captain America,” Tony blurted out.

“Really?”

“Yeah, my father talked about you all the time. No one could live up to you, but I wanted to try.”

“I was a dumb kid from Brooklyn, thrust into the war with little training, but I learned from men like your dad and Peggy.”

“Did you love Aunt Peggy?”

“She was wonderful, so beautiful and smarter than anyone I knew.”

“Did you love her?” Tony whispered this time.

Steve looked at him. “I did. I do. But we weren’t meant to be.”

“I loved Aunt Peggy when I was little because she was your girl,” Tony said, voice still a near whisper.

Steve laid the comic book on the coffee table and pulled Tony into his arms.