#wcrbilly

💜 for a vague about billy: 

“It’s nothing,” Jessica insists. Claire just gives her a look, then goes back to swabbing at the cut on her forehead. “Seriously. Just a punk kid.” Another look. “Okay. A goddamn magical punk kid. He threw a trash can at me. Asshole,” she mumbled, wincing as Claire finished applying the antiseptic. 

💙 for a confession about billy: 

She watches him. It’s not hard to track him down after their fight. She went back a few hours later, grabbed one of his notebooks. The name of his college was stamped on the cover. 

So now she’s on campus, perched on top of one of the buildings overlooking the quad. Watching him as he walks with a couple of friends. She recognizes Kate, makes a mental note to ask her about him later. Ask her if she knows what he is. But she probably does. Even if here, he seems like just another kid. Normal.  

💛 for jessica’s honest opinion of billy:

After three days of stalking him, she doesn’t know what to goddamn think. He doesn’t attack anymore random street-goers. Doesn’t use his powers for anything but cheap laughs with his friends. 

There’s a part of her that wants to approach him again. To shake him until she has the answers she’s looking for. But she keeps away. His abilities are too much like Wanda’s, and even if she technically won their last fight, she’s not eager to test her luck.