memories of T

T was my second cousin - the daughter of my father's cousin - and born 11 days before me.

I wouldn't say we were really close. She had so many friends and family and people who she saw quite frequently, who loved her, and with whom she interacted with on a very regular basis, that I'd say I was rather less significant in her life than she was in mine.

( nearly 40 years of memories, more for me than anything else )

In the meantime, T, I'll miss you until we see each other again.

♥ ♥ ♥

here, have some fic

Was to be for Maria Hill Week but that kind of sunk miserably.

And this is one of the reasons that I hate fandom. All that squee, and nobody is going to do anything about it.

(Yes, I know: Life Happens. It still annoys me.)

Anyway. Fic.

( he's deaf (partially), not blind )

Working Title: "Five Men Who Never Wanted Maria Hill" (and, yes, there are notes for a "Five Women Who Never Wanted Maria Hill" fic to match it).