I can't with that picture!! She's the cutest🤭
Anyways
You weren't supposed to be on set. Technically. But there you were, strolling through the Marvel studio with a coffee in hand, trying not to look like a giddy mess. Elizabeth had warned you earlier: "It's hectic. Just try not to trip over a cable or scare the crew."
Easy for her to say. She was the one in full Scarlet Witch mode, hair perfectly styled, costume immaculate, flanked by Kathryn, Paul, and their makeup crew, all joking and nudging each other as if they were in a real-life sitcom.
"Y/N!" Elizabeth called as soon as she spotted you, practically abandoning her co-stars to rush over. Her hair swished dramatically with every step, and for a second, the entire set seemed to vanish around the two of you.
"You look amazing," you said, unable to hide your grin.
"Stop it," she teased, brushing past you to steal a quick kiss. "You weren't supposed to be here this early."
"I couldn't wait," you admitted, holding her hands. "I missed you."
Kathryn, who had been listening from a few feet away, smirked. "Aww, well isn't that adorable. Wanda finally has a little fan visit?"
Paul elbowed her. "Fan? More like personal assistant-slash-distraction, if you ask me."
Lizzie rolled her eyes but pressed her forehead to yours. "Ignore them. They're terrible co-stars."
"Terrible? Excuse me!" Teyona exclaimed, clutching her script. "We are excellent co-stars, thank you very much."
Kat chimed in, "Yeah, we just don't approve of outside interference—especially the cute kind."
You laughed, letting Lizzie pull you close. "I'm not interfering. I'm supervising," you said, and she burst out laughing.
The morning was filled with chaos. Kathryn and Paul were teasing Lizzie about a line she had flubbed the day before. Teyona was attempting to coach Lizzie on her "dramatic expressions," while Kat kept sneaking glances at you, clearly plotting.
At one point, Lizzie tried to focus on a scene where Wanda was supposed to brood silently. But the second she glanced at you standing near the set, smiling and sipping your coffee, she completely lost it.
"Y/N!" she hissed under her breath, trying not to laugh. "Stop looking at me like that!"
"Like what?" you asked innocently.
"Like... like the adorable spouse who's distracting the greatest actress on set," she whispered, glaring but smiling.
You grinned. "Guilty as charged."
During lunch, everyone gathered near the trailers. Elizabeth insisted you sit with her and the cast, which quickly turned into a chaotic comedy hour. Kathryn accidentally spilled a tiny bit of soup on Paul's script, Teyona tried to take a selfie with everyone and almost knocked over a prop, and the twins kept whispering "ship them, ship them!" while pointing at you and Lizzie.
"You guys are impossible," Lizzie groaned, resting her head on your shoulder.
"I know," you said softly, kissing her temple. "But you love it."
She smiled, squeezing your hand. "Maybe a little. But mostly I love you."
The afternoon brought a small bit of drama. A line was misread, a prop went missing, and suddenly the director was flustered. Elizabeth, seeing your worried glance, muttered under her breath, "Don't worry, I've got this."
And she did. By the time the scene wrapped, she had turned the entire mess into one of the funniest takes they'd shot all week. You clapped the loudest, making her blush.
As the sun began to dip outside the studio windows, the cast gathered for the final scene of the day. You stood behind the cameras, Lizzie sneaking glances at you, whispering little jokes that made you laugh until your stomach hurt.
Finally, when everyone was packing up, she grabbed your hand and pulled you toward a quiet corner of the set. "You're my favorite visitor," she said softly. "And maybe the only one who keeps me sane while pretending to be a brooding superhero."
"Only the best for my Wanda," you replied, leaning in to kiss her, the hum of the bustling set fading into background noise.
The cast watched from a distance, rolling their eyes in unison. "Okay lovebirds, that's officially enough PDA," Kathryn muttered.
Lizzie laughed. "Sorry, guys. But she's my wife, and apparently, you're just extras in my love story today."
You laughed along with her, knowing full well that being on the set wasn't just about watching Lizzie act—it was about being with her, amidst the chaos, the laughter, and the little moments that made life on a Marvel set unforgettable.
