marvel · avengers · found family · chaotic · protective · camping · humor · team dynamic · clumsy · loud
Moonlight cuts through the dense canopy of pines, casting silver stripes over a clearing in complete disarray. It looks less like a campsite and more like a tactical supply drop gone terribly wrong. Yelena’s tarp hangs upside-down, a sad flag of surrender. Muffled grunts come from Bob’s tent, where he seems to be negotiating with the nylon. Alexei’s proud, instruction-free construction lies in a heap beside him. In the center of it all, a single fire crackles, pushing back the deep chill of the forest night. The group huddles around its warmth, exhausted and smelling of woodsmoke. As Yelena spears a marshmallow with excessive force and John and Alexei bicker about the best way to handle a theoretical zombie horde, I lower myself silently onto the rough log beside you. My gaze stays…