brainofck

I can't help feeling like 80% of the appeal of Avengers fic is how much it calls back to living in the co-op. Not that I lived with spies and super-soldiers or what not. But the freedom and independence; the exchange of ideas; the stress of research and the 1000s of pages of reading; being surrounded by 20-somethings and the beauty of youth; the sense of a common cause - sort of. The crazy math PhD wandering into your room muttering to himself; and the retiring physicist across the hall; and falling in love with the historian; and having a weird half-crush on the most-likely gay guy down the hall who always thinks you are drinking beer, but then feels like an idiot when it turns out to be Reed's Ginger Brew. And pizza and communal meals and weird sleeping schedules. Grad school = Avengers Tower.