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it’s in the air we’re breathing (can you taste the freedom?)
chapter summary: wanda’s perspective about natasha changes rather drastically after a mission.
notes: once again ::: sorry this is late and, like, barely even proofed. but timezones are a stupid thing and i didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to get my betas to read it over so i could post it. so you get this chapter like this — half written surreptitiously on my notebook at work while i sat at the front desk, and the other half written late at night (for me) when i was supposed to be studying. yay!
hope you guys enjoy it :)
chapter 3:everything she never had, she’s showin’ off
words: 2,390
rating: teen and up audiences
Wanda doesn’t know how to be part of a team.
She knows what it’s like to have a family — her whole life, she’s had her parents and her brother. Even after everything that happens, Wanda knows what it’s like to have people in your corner who will do anything to protect you, be it from the world outside or from your own inner monster.
Pietro has been with her for better and worse, and that is all she has ever known. They are a team, a unit, a family. But it has always been just the two of them. He still sticks to her side even now that it’s not just the two of them anymore, and she knows it’s because he doesn’t know how to be a part of a team either.
They try, but it’s a little awkward. Surprisingly, Wanda notices she’s better at it than Pietro. It’s funny because, for once, he is not the one who is branching out of their connection to befriend others, and he’s very grumpy over the fact she has taken a quick liking to Steve.
She can’t help it; he is a calm, solid presence, never judging Wanda for not understanding a reference or a social cue because, most of the time, he doesn’t understand them either, and she finds that comforting.
She finds herself learning a lot from and with him, about pop culture, combat training, and, surprisingly, baking; it’s one of the most effortless friendships she’s had outside of her family, and she has come to cherish it dearly.
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Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
