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cedric  estrada   &   clara  parker.   feat.    @hellempty

        𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒.      wanda never meant to hurt anyone, that has never been her intention in anything she’s done unless they try to harm her or take whats hers.   isn’t that a natural reaction to something like that?  if anyone else did it, if someone normal without powers did it, then no one would bat an eyelash.    but she’s a  “weapon of destruction”  &&  she’s “far too dangerous” to be allowed to walk around unsupervised.   wanda was her own woman,  she could handle herself━she didn’t need to be babysat or watched over.    (  did she make   𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂?    of course she has, but no one’s perfect.  )     ;       ❝  no, delphine, you aren’t.  ❞   reassures wanda,   ❝  but, neither am i. ❞  expression remains softened, but neutral.   hands hang at her sides before shuffling themselves into pockets!   locks of red hair rustle in a gentle breeze,  hood doing a decent job at keeping visage hidden.    ❝  don’t let them make you into a villain.  don’t let them make you in a weapon, no matter how hard they’ll try.  no one will ever be . . satisfied until they have   𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑   over people like us.  ❞   powerful people, powerful women that they fear because they don’t understand them.     ❝  stand on your own two feet, defend yourself, && don’t ever let someone else control you or your powers.  take it from someone still learning about her magic,  about how to take care of herself against people like hayward or shield.  ❞   gentle smile creeps onto lips,  smile reaching her eyes.

          𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐗𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘, 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄.   without hesitation renesmee extends her own hand to clasp into his as she’s gently being brought to her feet.   hand lets go,  palms taking to brushing away the dirt && leafs that’d accumulated when the hybrid daughter had taken her   𝚃𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴.     ❝  maybe deciding to go for a jog in the forest wasn’t the brightest idea, huh?  ❞  asked aloud for her grandfather to answer, smile blooming against her lips as flushed expression relaxes.      ;      eyes take to look at the features of the other, arms crossing over chest almost in defiance:    ❝  i guess i inherited my mothers clumsiness.  from the stories dad or some of the others have . . she fell down a lot, knocked into stuff.  ❞   chuckle blooms from renesmee’s chest, deep breath taking into lungs afterward in the same second she moved to take a step back so that hand might gesture toward the very well   𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓,   && very large tree root she’d tripped over.    ❝  i fell over it just now.  i was running && didn’t see it coming . . as you can see it’s extremely well hidden.  though, i might just be saying that to hide the fact that i’m clumsy && wasn’t paying attention.   did you really hear me all the way from the house?  ❞   she knew vampire hearing was extremely good, but was it that good?  renesmee could estimate she was a mile or so away from the cullen residence. 

THAT    GIRL    WAS    BREATHTAKING,    that    was    for    sure.    perhaps,    in    another    universe,    clara    would    be    able    to    look    at    her    with    the    eyes    of    lust    and    admiration    that    she    deserved.    but    in    this    lifetime    and    for    the    all    the    others    to    come,    the    teenage    witch    knew    her    heart    belonged    to    her    one    and    only.        ❝    wow.    look!    you’re    perfect.    probably    the    prettiest    girl    i’ve    ever    seen    and    i’m    not    even    joking    …    i    don’t    know    why    my    friend    told    you    i’m    interested,    though.    i    mean!    i’d    definitely    would    be,    if    i    didn’t    have    a    boyfriend.    we’re    not    …    actually    together    right    now.    ❞    that    was    too    much    of    a    complicated    story    to    tell    a    poor    girl    who    only    approached    her    at    a    party    because    a    stupid    friend    of    hers    was    trying    to    make    her    get    over    cedric.        ❝    but    we    still    love    each    other.    so,    i    can’t    offer    you    a    drunk    make    out    session    once    the    party    is    ending    but    we    could    be    friends    …    if    you    want.    ❞

𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝙸𝙳 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚂𝙾𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚃𝚈 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙳𝚁𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙲𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚆𝚂 𝙸𝙽;    body    has    been    wracked    with    shakes    and    shivers    for    a    few    days    now    and    everything    seems    to    hurt.    VICES    have    made    it    clear    that    taking    care    of    himself    is    not    an    area    in    which    he    thrives,    were    he    left    to    his    own    devices    he    would    try    ride    out    the    storm    in    the    confines    of    a    dark    room    (    or    perhaps,    simply    stop    trying    to    stop    at    all    )    but    SAVING    GRACE    is    bestowed    upon    him    in    the    form    of    ever    vigilant    and    benevolent    familiar.    As    loyal    as    the    dog    whose    form    he    takes    -    he    can    scarcely    fathom    what    he    could    have    ever    done    to    deserve    the    lack    of    judgement    that    comes    with    Mikel’s    dedication    -    he’s    a    MESS    and    they    both    know    it    -    but    he’s    grateful.    Eternally    grateful.    A    groan,    as    he    pushes    himself    up    from    the    sofa    he’s    been    curled    up    on    -    has    it    been    for    hours,    or    days    now    ?    Curls    are    dishevelled    and    shoulders    are    slack    with    fatigue,    yet    he    manages    a    weak    smile;    feeble    but    genuine    against    the    pallor    of    skin    and    dark    circles    under    eyes.    “    Either    you    have    a    HEART    OF    GOLD...    or    I    look    so    pathetic    right    now    you    had    to    take    pity    on    me.    Maybe    both    ?    ”    A    joke    in    spite    of    himself,    as    trembling    hands    take    warm    bowl    with    silent    gratitude,    earnest    gaze    seeking    to    hold    his    familiar’s.    “    I    don’t    know    if    I    can    stomach    much    -    but    I’ll    try.    Will    you    sit    with    me    ?    ”

         ❛  i  think  that’s  exactly  what  it  means.  ❜  a  confident  nod.  ❛  ya  see  when  you  get  turned,  they  give  you  a  vampire  handbook.  ❜  wait  -  is  there  a  vampire  handbook?  maybe  that’s  why  other  vamps  actually  have  their  shit  together.  no  -  focus.  doesn’t  matter.  ❛  first  thing’s  first,  saying  creepy  things?  not  only  allowed,  but  totally  encouraged.  why  do  you  think  everyone  in,  ❜  what’s  a  vampire  movie?  he’s  not  a  fan  of  them  to  remember  much.  ❛  twilight  was  so  god  damn  weird?  they  read  the  handbook  and  took  it  to  heart.  ❜