Very random stories with Lizzie or Wanda as the main love interest, but there will be twists and turns with different cameos. 😉 🤷🏼♀️
I won't spend much time writing them out, so sorry in advance if the stories are a little all over the place. 😅...
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The soft glow of the morning sun peeked through the curtains, painting golden streaks across the cozy room. Y/N stirred, her head nestled against Wanda's shoulder. The gentle rhythm of Wanda's breathing was a melody she never grew tired of, and for a moment, Y/N considered staying wrapped up in the warmth of their shared bed. But today was special. Today was their first Christmas together as a couple and Wanda's first Christmas after joining the Avengers. Y/N had a plan to make it unforgettable. After everything Wanda had been through the past year, she deserved nothing less.
Carefully, Y/N shifted, making sure not to wake Wanda. A small smile tugged at her lips as she brushed a stray strand of auburn hair from Wanda's face. "I'll be right back," she whispered, even though Wanda was still fast asleep. Slipping out from under the covers, Y/N padded silently toward the door, her powers aiding her stealth. She was gone in the blink of an eye, a faint blur the only sign of her super-speed.
Y/N's room, just down the hall, was a whirlwind of festive chaos. Strings of fairy lights were coiled in a heap, ornaments were scattered across the bed, and a small artificial Christmas tree stood half-decorated in the corner. Y/N's telekinetic powers kicked in, and the room seemed to come alive. Lights floated into the air, weaving themselves around the tree in perfect spirals. Ornaments danced and found their places among the branches, each one chosen with care. The scent of pine from a hidden diffuser filled the room, creating the illusion of a fresh-cut tree.
She rummaged through a box on her desk and pulled out a stack of wrapped presents. Each gift had been thoughtfully chosen for Wanda—a vintage Sokovian cookbook, a delicate bracelet with a matching ring set, and a handmade scrapbook filled with photos and mementos of their time together. She placed them carefully under the tree, arranging them just so.
Next, Y/N turned her attention to the room itself. Using her powers, she hung garlands along the walls, adding pops of red and gold. She placed a few candles on the nightstand, their soft vanilla scent complementing the festive atmosphere. The finishing touch was a pair of matching stockings, one embroidered with "Wanda" and the other with "Y/N," hung neatly by the window.
Surveying her work, Y/N grinned. It was perfect. All that was left was to decorate the hallway and sneak back into Wanda's room without raising suspicion. With a flash, she was gone again, the decorated room left to await its intended recipient.
Back in Wanda's room, Y/N slipped under the covers just as Wanda began to stir. Her green eyes fluttered open, and a sleepy smile spread across her face as she saw Y/N beside her.
"Good morning, detka," Wanda murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
"Good morning, babe," Y/N replied, pressing a soft kiss to Wanda's forehead. She tried to hide her excitement, but the twinkle in her eyes gave her away.
Wanda tilted her head, suspicion and amusement playing across her features. "What are you up to?"
"You'll see," Y/N said with a wink. "Hope you're hungry for some breakfast?"
