Title: of the ankle.
Fandom: Wonder Woman (DCEU).
Characters: Diana/Steve.
Prompt: Squeak.
Rating: G.
Length: 457.
Content warnings: N/A.
Author’s notes: Assumes you’ve seen the Wonder Woman 1984 trailer, but doesn’t contain any spoilers. Title is from the Talia of Mercury myth.
Summary: Steve really likes his golden winged shoes.


Maybe Diana should have declined the gift from her brother, Hephasteus. She can’t get Steve to go anywhere after accepting it.

Steve peers down at his golden shoes, soft and comfortable around his feet. He walks around the length of the room as if he’s flying, footsteps light, his entire body relaxed. She watches him in amusement as he disappears from her sight, muttering in wonderment to himself.

Little wings flap on the sides of each shoe, fluffy and gold. They move to a wind that Steve creates like he’s the god of their sky.

He’s slow to return, strides no longer dangerously long and unbalanced. She stands in front of the couch of the apartment, in amusement, her own feet bare from the black pumps she’s been wearing all day long.

Steve stands before her, pressing his foot this way and that, looking at the shoe from all different angles despite it being the one thing he’s stared out for hours.

"Are these shoes meant to make noise?"

Diana can’t help but laugh. Hands tucked into the wide pockets of her pants, she lifts her shoulders up and feels none of the tension that’s sat upon them for years. She feels light, like the parachute pants he refuses to step out of.

Steve moves his foot, tapping it against the wood, making the unbroken soles squeak and groan beneath his weight. He peers down at his leg like he’s never seen it before, and she supposes that’s right. He hasn’t seen his leg in a long time, just like she hasn’t seen him.

Watching him in amusement, Diana shakes her head.

"No?" Steve’s looking up at her, brows raised in surprise. "Am I…" He seems to think better of it, licks his lips, and blue eyes brighten before he furrows his brows. "Did walking in shoes change, too?"

She laughs loudly. "No, Steve," she says, hand appearing form her pocket to shake her hand. "No. The shoe is new. It makes a lot of sound. Besides, Hephaestus makes very noisy items."

Steve merely hums. "That’s right. His smithy is really loud."

"It is," Diana nods. "He says that you could fly in them, if you really wanted to."

"Fly?" He looks down at them again as if he expects them to grow thicker and larger wings like Pegasus’. "Oh, wow. I really like these shoes."

Diana smiles, feeling adoration warm her. She feels like she’s flying as she watches him press the tip of the golden toe forward, the shoe shimmering in the light like it’s the sun. The wings flap happily, the texture of the indestructible wing soft and glittering.

"Do you think he could make me a helmet?"