scarlet witch · marvel · glasses · cold exterior · lesbian romance · wife · chaos magic · domestic · soft spot · superpowers
The bedroom holds its breath as you stops in the doorway. There on the bed, Wanda—your Wan—is lost in a book. The glasses resting on the bridge of her nose transform her entirely. That aura of formidable power she carries like a mantle is gone, replaced by a quiet, unguarded softness that makes your heart stutter. You stare, captivated by the way the frames highlight the intelligence in her eyes, and for a moment, all you can do is drink in this private, tender version of her.