Decay
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Request 1: Omg I just read the I have a boyfriend and the opposites attract and I'm aksjksjeje. Idk if ur taking requests, but in case u are I need more on that mother nature reader and Warren pleaaaaseee!!! Maybe something with angst, like some conflict in their relationship, but with a happy would be greatttttt I absolutely love ur writing x
Request 2: I have a idea for mother nature x warren: how about an angsty fic about their first fight? And for the first time mother nature feels heartbreak and is really hurt. Her eyes are pitch black and empty. Usually, when she relaxes, she grows pumpkins etc. But this time all the vegatables are rotten or too small. Maybe you feel inspired by this :) (would be great if it has a happy ending though haha) Thank you, you're great!
Warnings: Language, mentions of sex, underage drinking, panic attack, and assault
Word Count: 8k
A/N: This took a long time but I hope you guys enjoy it! This builds more into Warren and Mother Nature’s relationship, probably set before fairytale
Everything had been perfect. Halloween was coming up, and (Y/N) asked Jubilee if she’d do a group costume with her and another girl.
Jubilee said yes, trusting (Y/N)’s opinion on people, for she always saw the good in them.
Jubilee took her, and the other girl, Jessie Rowe, to one of those pop up Halloween shops to look for costumes.
“We can just get inspired if we don’t see anything perfect, you know?” Jubilee said. “We can always make our costumes.” (Y/N) nodded while looking at the different colored crayon costumes.
“But it would be so much easier just to get one now. We could all go as like— sexy angels or something. In honor of Warren!” Jessie suggested.
(Y/N) grimaced a little at the outfit Jessie held up. She didn’t feel comfortable wearing something so thin and tight at some house party on a cold October night.
Jubilee laughed, “That’d be cute.”
“Come on,” Jessie nudged her. “(Y/N), I bet your boyfriend would go nuts seeing you in this.”
“Mmm, I think he might find it kind of offensive or something…” She didn’t want to go as a sexy anything for Halloween. No offense to anyone who did dress sexy on Halloween, but that just wasn’t (Y/N)’s vibe. “Not my thing anyway…”
“Oh, come on! He wouldn’t be offended; Warren’s such an angel. I bet he’d fuck you if you wore this.”
(Y/N)’s eyes went wide with shock. She’d never had someone be so blunt and explicit with her— Well, she had, but it wasn’t directed at her.
“Um, we’re going to a party, Jess…” (Y/N) awkwardly reminded her.
“I know, but you guys could sneak off somewhere or leave early. People do it all the time.”
“What about vampires?!” Jubilee interrupted, holding packages of fake fangs in her hands.
“Oh, that’d be fun! And we could get fake blood too!” Jessie put the angel outfit back on the rack and went to a different area with Jubilee.
(Y/N) followed behind, thankful for the interruption, but still thinking about Jessie’s comment.
“If you two do decide to fuck at the party, I want all the details…”
Why did she care so much if Warren and I are having sex?
She tried to focus on other things as Jubilee attempted to change the subject.
“Fruits? Personally, I’d like to be a strawberry.”
Jessie laughed, “We’re not in elementary.” Jubilee shrugged before holding up a banana costume and made a suggestive joke. Jessie and (Y/N) laughed at her.
“I think we should be pink ladies.” Jessie morphed her voice to sound like Olivia Newton-John.
“From Grease? But that’s so overdone,” Jubilee didn’t like the idea, but it was the first decent one Jessie had all day.
“I mean, if someone else shows up in the same costume, we’re technically not matching…” (Y/N) said.
“See?” Jessie smiled. “(Y/N)‘s smart!”
“Alright, alright, give me some time. I’ll think about it,” Jubilee stated.
“Trust me; you’ll come around.”
-
Warren was lying in bed, fast asleep. He’d just showered after training with Mystique and got his ass kicked. Even when he thought he was getting better, he still wasn't as good as her.
(Y/N) entered the room, excited to tell Warren about her Halloween costume plans.
Sure, she could have just texted him, but she hadn’t seen him all day.
“Warren, Angel baby—“ She quickly shut her mouth when she saw him sprawled over his bed, fast asleep.
She cooed over his sleeping figure, tempted to leave him as he was.
What if he’s been asleep for hours? Or all morning? It’s still light out, though. I better wake him up anyway.
(Y/N) tapped his shoulder and said his name a few times, trying to get a response from him.
He slowly stirred in his slumber, waking up from (Y/N)‘s interruption. “Hmm?...”
“Hey, War,”
“Mmm… what time is it?”
“3:48.”
“Join me.” (Y/N) sat on his bed, sitting next to him as he shifted, snuggling next to her, and slowly woke up. “How’d shopping go with Jubilee?”
“It was alright.” (Y/N) massaged his scalp as she retold her day. “Jessie kept shooting down our ideas and the ones she had Jubilee never really liked, so we didn’t exactly settle on anything…”
Warren looked up at her. “I thought you guys were going as crayons?”
“Jessie said no.”
“Why?”
(Y/N) shrugged, “She suggested we go as sexy angels.”
Warren’s facial expression was piqued with interest, despite him trying not to show it.
“I said that would be offensive to you, and we’d freeze to death anyway.”
Warren chuckled, “I’ll be there to keep you warm.”
“Aren’t you gonna be shirtless?”
“Maybe. I said I might— Roger Taylor didn’t wear a shirt most of the time.”
Warren was teaming up with Kurt, Scott, and Peter to dress up as Queen, the rock band, for Halloween.
“You could get sick! It might even rain on Halloween, which will make you even colder!”
“I’ll be fine.” Warren wasn’t too worried.
“Wear a jacket, please.”
“I will. I will…”
(Y/N) huffed, “Good… Cause if you don’t, I’ll bring you one, and it will be tacky and ugly and totally ruin your costume. So you better bring one…” She jokingly threatened.
Warren chuckled, “Yes, Mom.” (Y/N) laughed at his demeanor.
Warren looked up at her, lifting his head up, lips puckered. A way of silently asking for a kiss.
(Y/N) complied, and gave him a peck on the lips.
“Wanna get some food? I’m kind of hungry.”
Warren nodded. He finally, and officially, got out of bed since his nap, (Y/N) next to him.
As they were about to leave his room, a leaf fell from (Y/N)‘s head.
“You dropped a leaf.”
She frowned, eyes purple with embarrassment, “That’s the fifth one this week.”
Warren bent down to pick it up. “It’s fall. I’m surprised you still have a few left.”
“I’ve still got about a month.”
The vines wrapped around (Y/N)’s legs and the leaves in her hair were shedding— Just like the trees outside, as the weather dropped and plants prepared for winter.
Warren took the leaf and set it in a book. He liked to press any of (Y/N)‘s leaves he could get his hands on.
She thought it was silly, they were just leaves, but Warren liked them.
(Y/N) rummaged through the fridge for something to eat.
“I think there’s leftover Chinese from last night,” Warren told her.
“Yeah, but I don’t want to take those. They aren’t mine.”
“You can say I ate them. Ororo and Kurt took my pizza after we went to East Village Pizza.”
“Didn’t you label the box?”
Warren nodded, “Yeah, but it’s Kurt and Ororo. They ignored it.”
(Y/N) stifled a laugh as she took out some milk, deciding to make mac and cheese.
“They’re the only ones who don’t fear me.” He joked.
“Hey! I’m right here… and besides—“ She turned the stovetop on. “—No one here “fears” you. Not even the little kids. Jamie Donaldson told me he wanted to be you for Halloween.”
Warren tilted his head slightly in confusion.
The water in the pot had reached a boil and (Y/N) poured the dried noodles into it. “He said you were his hero. That he wanted to be like you when he got older.”
Warren dismissed it, “His friends are gonna tease him.”
“I’m sure they already do… he has gills… Deny it all you want, Worthington, but you’re not tough as nails. Underneath the metal, you’re a big softie who cries during The Notebook, and helps Alex teach the second graders.”
“Babe, everyone cries during the notebook, and I had a free period, and Alex needed help.”
(Y/N) nodded, “Mmhmm… well, you can’t let Jamie down. It would crush him.”
“I’m no—“ Warren stopped.
“You’re no what?” (Y/N) teased nonchalantly. She knew what he was going to say.
“You’ve trapped me.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I’m not gonna say it.”
(Y/N) mixed the milk, butter, and cheese powder in a separate bowl. “Say what?”
“Oh, so that’s how we’re gonna play it?”
“You’re too hard on yourself! Be honest and caring for once.” (Y/N) pouted.
“I’m not saying it. It’s dumb and cheesy.”
“Fine. Then you don’t get any of my mac and cheese.”
“I’ll steal some when you’re not looking.”
(Y/N) widened her eyes for comical intimidation. “I’m always looking.”
Warren crossed his arms, “I’m still not going to say it.”
“Please…”
“I’m a bad person, (Y/N), I’ve done bad things…”
(Y/N) chuckled lightly, “Isn’t your therapist Brenda helping you not sound like Batman so much?”
“Yeah.”
(Y/N) kissed his nose. “Okay, Angel.”
“(Y/N), I’m not—“
“Yes, you are! Say it.”
“Fine,” He caved. “I’m an angel.”
“Say it like you mean it. A positive tone of voice and affirmations improve a plant’s lifestyle and growth.”
Warren couldn’t deny the small smile on his face, “I’m an angel.”
(Y/N) squealed and kissed Warren’s lips. His cheeks were red, for he was flustered.
“Can you get some bowls? Mac and cheese is done.”
“Yeah, sure.” Warren got two bowls and forks for them both and set them on the counter.
(Y/N) scooped some macaroni into both bowls, then she and Warren sat on the barstools on the other side of the counter and chowed down.
Jessie entered the kitchen as they ate their food.
“Hey, (Y/N). Hey, Warren.”
“Hey, Jessie! I just made some Mac and cheese if you’re hungry.”
“I’m good, thanks. I don’t really eat carbs.”
“Oh… Okay…” (Y/N) looked down nervously at her bowl, trying to hide her purple eyes.
“Yeah, they just don’t agree with me, ya know?”
(Y/N) nodded, “Yeah, yeah, I don’t really like hot Cheetos.”
“See? We’re practically one and the same.” Jessie smirked.
Warren’s gaze kept shifting between the girls. He was confused at the tone of the conversation.
“Anyway, I came down here looking for you.” She said to (Y/N).
“Really? What’s up?”
“I convinced Jubilee that we should go as pink ladies.”
“That’s great!”
Jessie nodded, “We’re gonna get the stuff we need for our costumes tomorrow.”
“Sounds good to me.” (Y/N) said.
“Uh, huh… what are you going as for Halloween?” Jessie asked Warren.
“A few other guys and I are going as Queen.”
“Ooooo! I love their music.”
Warren nodded, “Scott’s going as John Deacon, Peter’s going as Brian May, I’m going as Roger Taylor, and Kurt’s going as Freddie Mercury.”
Her voice shifted to a flawless British accent, “Well, I’m sure you’ll look amazing, darling.”
Warren laughed, “Thanks.”
“Of course… (Y/N) I’ll talk to you later about Halloween stuff.”
“Okay. See you later.”
As Jessie sauntered away, Warren was a bit unsettled by Jessie’s attitude but was more worried about his girlfriend.
“You need to eat some carbs…” (Y/N) mumbled.
“She’s probably just doing some fad diet,” Warren reassured her.
“I dunno…”
Warren shrugged and gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, “There’s no harm in eating macaroni… and no matter what you do, you’ll always be healthier than Peter.”
“Oh god, yeah,” (Y/N) jokingly grimaced. No offense to Pete’s lifestyle, but consuming only twinkies and Diet Pepsi would not go down well for Mother Nature, or anyone else.
“I’m gonna save the rest for later.” (Y/N) went through a cabinet looking for some Tupperware.
“Alright. Want me to put what we didn’t touch in another container?”
“Sure.”
—
The girls all grabbed pink ladies jackets and paid for them.
“I was thinking we wear all black— heels, shirt, and leggings or maybe like a skirt or something.”
“Heels?!” Jubilee shrieked. “You’re crazy if you think I’m gonna wear heels all night on Halloween.”
“It’s just for pictures,” Jessie reassured her. “And besides, you’ll kick them off at the door anyway.”
“Why would I wanna roam around barefoot at a party?”
“(Y/N)‘s barefoot all the time. To feel one with nature.”
(Y/N) furrowed her brows, eyes orange. “No, I’m not. I rarely ever do that…”
Jessie held up her hands in surrender, “Well, I heard it from Nancy Robinson…”
“She’s wrong… I told her I connect easily with plants.”
“She must have misunderstood.”
(Y/N) nodded, unsettled.
“Do you guys wanna go to the mall? There’s this cute little black dress at Forever 21 I wanna get for Halloween.”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
“I need to get some more foundation at Sephora,” Jessie stated.
“Good, cause we were going anyway.” Jubilee joked threateningly. Jessie and (Y/N) laughed.
As they walked around the Sephora, Jubilee scanned the isles for blue eyeshadows in different shades.
“Kurt asked me to do his makeup for Halloween. He wanted some 70s glam rock.”
“You’re gonna do a great job!” (Y/N) told her.
“For sure— I’m also doing Warren’s and Peter’s too.”
“They’re all going to look great. I hope we can get a group photo of them before they get all sweaty and tired out.”
Jubilee nodded, smiling, while she placed all her items on the counter to be rung up.
“Why didn’t Warren ask you to do his makeup?” Jessie asked.
“Oh, uh… I dunno.” (Y/N) shrugged. “I’m not very good at super dramatic glittery looks.”
“I’m just surprised he didn’t ask you, is all. I thought he would’ve, considering you’re dating.”
“I mean, he’ll probably ask to borrow my mascara or something... It’s not a big deal.”
Jessie raised her eyebrows in questioning before paying for her foundation. “If Scott was going to wear makeup, I’m sure he’d ask Jean to do it for him.”
“Scott would just want an excuse for his face to be inches away from Jean’s face, and for her to constantly be gazing into his eyes and glancing at his lips. Until they finally break the tension and spend the whole time making out, and Scott’s still not even wearing any makeup by the end.” Jubilee states.
“That’s very specific… Also, don’t they kind of do that already, anyway?” (Y/N) asked.
“Yeah,” Jubilee chuckled.
“Still, I don’t know why Warren didn’t ask you.” Jessie interrupted. “Maybe you should ask him.”
(Y/N) nodded, “Yeah, uh, I— I might.”
—
Warren was lounged on (Y/N)’s bed, focusing on a textbook assignment.
“Why didn’t you ask me to do your makeup?”
Warren looked up. “Hmm?”
“Jubilee said you asked her to do your makeup for Halloween… I could’ve done it.”
“Oh, uh, I mean Kurt asked her to do his, and then Peter asked her, and we both figured why not do mine too? She’s just going to do some eyeliner and highlighter. It’s no big deal.”
“Oh…” (Y/N)’s eyes flashed purple.
“Do you want to do my makeup?”
(Y/N) shook her head, her eyes slightly red and orange. “Never mind… It was stupid… I’m not even that good at makeup…”
Warren blinked, no longer focused on his homework. “Are you okay?”
“What? Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
“I mean, if you wanna do my makeup, go ahead. I don’t care. If it’s that big of an issue—“
“It’s not an issue. I was just wondering why you didn’t ask me.”
“I didn’t think you’d want to do my makeup.”
(Y/N) pursed her lips. He was kind of right. She really couldn’t have cared less— Halloween was proving to be so stressful already.
“Yeah…” She mumbled.
“See, problem solved.”
A weird feeling of tension filled the air.
Warren and (Y/N) never fought, and they rarely argued or bickered over things that weren’t Warren’s low self-esteem.
Despite him saying, “Problem solved.” It didn’t feel that way.
—
Warren barged into Peter and Scott’s room. Inside were Scott, Kurt, and another kid.
“(Y/N) and I had an argument—“ Warren glanced at the short blonde guy sitting on Scott’s bed. “Who is he?”
“Warren, this is Bobby. Bobby, this is Warren,” Scott introduced. “Bobby’s new, he’s a freshman, and we’re kind of the only guys his age, so he’s just hanging out with us.”
“Hi,” Bobby awkwardly waved at Warren.
He waved back, “Hey.”
“Anyway— what happened with you and (Y/N)?”
Warren sat down on Peter’s bed. “We got into an argument about the dumbest thing…”
Kurt squinted his eyes in confusion, “That’s not— you guys don’t do that… Or is that a normal thing for most American couples? All the fighting and yelling.”
“Okay, first off Blue, you need to stop watching sit-coms with Jean and Jubilee where the middle-aged suburban couple’s hate each other’s guts. Second, we weren’t yelling, and it wasn’t really a fight fight, but there was uncomfortable tension.”
The other three boys were focused solely on Warren, waiting for him to explain more.
“She like got mad I didn’t ask her to do my makeup for Halloween, but then she wasn’t mad and said she didn’t even want to do my makeup. And like we settled it, but I still felt weird afterward. Almost like we didn’t settle it.”
Kurt was baffled, unsure of what to say. Scott was taking a moment to formulate a good response, but before he could even open his mouth, Bobby spewed some words of… wisdom.
“(Y/N)— I’m assuming you guys are dating, right?” Warren nodded.
“Okay… (Y/N) doesn’t care about who’s doing your makeup. She’s upset over something else but is using the makeup as a cover-up. She doesn’t want to admit she’s upset over… whatever she’s upset over, but she’s upset, so little things like, you not asking her if she’d do your makeup, are going to make her like, really mad, even if it seems like they shouldn’t or ordinarily wouldn’t.
You have to get her to talk, or find out from one of her girlfriends, what’s really upsetting her.”
The other boys left their mouths gaping, blinking in shock.
“You’re like, fourteen, why’d you give such good advice?”
Bobby shrugged, “My parents fight a lot. They need a divorce, but they’ll never get one.”
“I was gonna tell you to apologize…” Scott sheepishly admitted.
“Apologize for what?”
“I— I don’t know…”
“She said she was stressed out about Halloween…” Warren confessed.
“There you go—“ Bobby exclaimed. “—She’ll be fine. Don’t even worry about the little lovers’ quarrel you guys had.”
Warren nodded, feeling a little bit better about the situation.
He still wanted to talk to (Y/N), though.
—
“Hey, Jubes!”
“Oh, hey, Jessie. I was just headed to Bio, what’s up?”
“I heard, a few freshmen girls are going as Pink Ladies for Halloween—“
“And?” Jubilee hugged her binder tight in her arms.
Jessie huffed, “We just can’t go as the same thing as some freshmen girls!”
“Why not? Halloween is in two days! We can’t just change our costumes at the last minute.”
“Jubes, we’ll look like freshmen. We can’t have that!” Jubilee opened her mouth to object, but Jessie didn’t let her.
“(Y/N), and I already agreed we should switch. We’re going to go as the plastics from Mean Girls.” Jessie’s voice had shifted to sound like Rachel McAdams. “I’m gonna be Regina, and (Y/N) will be Karen.”
“Okay, that’s fine. I can go return my jacket.”
“Yeah!” Jessie grinned. “Plus you can wear your shirt that says “On Wednesdays we wear pink! Perfect!”
Jubilee smiled, “Yeah… Well, uh, I gotta go—“ She motioned to the door.
“Right! Don’t wanna make you tardy. I’ll see you later!”
“See ya.”
Weird, Jubilee thought to herself as she took a seat in Dr. McCoy’s classroom. But not unusual for Jessie, always changing her mind… She’s so wishy-washy on things… Oh well.
—
(Y/N) was quickly trying to finish her makeup and get dressed so she could help the little kids trick or treat.
Older students could volunteer to take the younger one’s trick or treating until 9, and then if they wanted, they could go to whatever house party the locals from the public school in the area were hosting.
Luckily for the X-Men, Jubilee was extremely popular with the public schoolers, and they were invited to most house parties.
Ororo had already left, for she had just worn a unicorn onesie she borrowed from Peter.
“I think this is his sister’s, but hey! It’s comfy.”
“You look great!” (Y/N) only glanced at Ororo, for she was worried about her own look for the night.
“Thanks, I’m sure you’re going to look great too. Don’t sweat it… you have a half-hour left.”
“I’ll meet you downstairs with the others!”
“Sounds good to me.”
The others being Scott, Jean, Kurt, and Warren. Jubilee, Peter, and Jessie had decided to skip the trick-or-treat assist and go straight to partying.
Warren knocked on (Y/N)’s door, asking if she was ready.
She opened it and stepped out.
Warren glanced up and down, checking her out. She looked good. Then again, she always looked good.
(Y/N) did the same, checking her boyfriend out. Maybe I should have gone as a slutty angel to compensate… Warren looks… hot.
Tight leather pants, a sparkly fringed vest with nothing underneath— showing off his toned abs— his classic, worn-out combat boots, and his makeup. Jubilee did an excellent job with it.
Her eyes were magenta.
Warren kissed her cheek. “You look great, babe!”
“Uh… thanks… um… you— you…”
Warren chuckled, “I look stupid, don’t I?”
“No! No— you look, whatever the opposite of stupid is… Stupidly hot, maybe…” (Y/N) felt like a pile of mush.
And for what? Warren in tight pants, no shirt, and black lines on his face? That was a regular Tuesday look for him.
“Maybe?” He teased. (Y/N) avoided eye contact, her eyes a vibrant purple.
Warren intertwined one of his hands with her and kissed her cheek again. “You’re adorable.”
“Thanks…”
—
The gang made their way to the party a little after 9. It was in full swing by then, with loud music vibrating the outdoors. It just got amplified as they walked in.
“I’m gonna look for Peter,” Warren told (Y/N).
“I’m gonna try to find Jubilee and Jessie, get some group photos.” They parted ways, agreeing to meet up again later.
(Y/N) got distracted along the way— she danced to the Monster Mash with Jean and Kurt, helped with any trick or treaters that came to the door, (despite it not being her house), and she took a few photos with a group of freshmen also dressed up as pink ladies.
“Where are they?”
She spotted Jubilee’s big mop of black curls and quickly made her way over.
“Oh my gosh! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
Jubilee and (Y/N) stared at each other, both extremely puzzled.
“Um…”
“Uh…”
“I thought we were going as pink ladies?”
“I thought we switched to The Plastics.”
“What?” (Y/N) asked.
Jubilee took a sip from her cup, “Jessie told me you guys agreed on us switching to the plastics cause a bunch of freshmen were going as pink ladies.”
“She never said anything to me bout going as the plastics. I haven’t seen her in like, two days.”
“What?” Jubilee was beyond confused.
“Yeah, I thought we were still all going as pink ladies. I even saw the freshmen you’re talking about, and they took photos with me!”
“That’s nice…”
“Why didn’t you clear this up with me, Jubes?” (Y/N) asked, her eyes slowly turning grey.
“I thought Jessie did. I was busy trying to scope out a good place to crash and party at.”
(Y/N) crossed her arms, “Where is Jessie, anyway?”
“I think she’s in the kitchen.”
—
Warren was trying to have fun at the party. He didn’t drink as he did in Germany, so everything just seemed less exciting… but with his friends, they never failed to disappoint.
He wanted to find Peter so they could get group pictures before a group of girls swarmed Kurt, fawning over his accent, soft blue fur, and gymnast body. Before Scott gave a little pep talk on safety to whichever friends would listen and then run off to make out with Jean in the nearest bathroom. And then he wanted to spend time with his girlfriend.
He found Kurt, no problem— but finding their Brian and John was proving much more difficult.
“Maybe Peter shouldn’t have worn a wig. We usually spot him due to his grey hair.”
“Then it wouldn’t go with the costume,” Kurt pointed out. “And the whole group would look out of place.”
“I guess so…” Warren spotted Scott as they walked into the kitchen. He was talking to the new kid— Bobby— with Jean next to him. “Let’s get Scott.”
Kurt waved at the group, and they motioned him over.
“Hey, guys! This is Bobby,” Jean introduced.
“We already met,” Warren explained. “Have you seen Peter?”
Jean shook her head.
“I think I saw him—“ Bobby spoke up while filling up a cup from the “monster mix” punch bowl. “He had on a big curly brown wig…?”
Kurt nodded, “Ja, that’s him!”
Bobby handed Kurt and Warren cups. Warren sighed quietly to himself. He didn’t want a drink of some mystery liquid. He knew there was probably alcohol— Bobby probably didn’t, though— the kid was a freshman. Warren didn’t have time to refuse it though, for Bobby told Kurt where he last saw Peter, and then— bamf!
Kurt teleported him and Warren to that same place. The backyard.
Warren felt a little nauseated— he hadn’t eaten anything all night except for a few pieces of candy, and the smell of sulfur was disgusting.
Peter ran up to them and quickly noticed Warren’s turmoil.
“Oh, dude! Here— drink up—“ He quickly put Warren’s cup in his mouth and almost forced him to drink up the “monster mix.”
“Peter—“ Kurt scolded. “That’s not water!”
Peter’s face paled. “Oh shit. Shit! Dude, I’m sorry— I thought— cause you don’t drink—“
“Bobby gave it to me… He doesn’t know any better. I can handle myself. It’s one drink.”
Peter almost scoffed at the mention of Bobby. “Who invited him?”
“Probably, Scott.”
“Why?”
“I dunno… Make him feel included, I guess…”
“You good?” Kurt asked Warren.
He nodded, “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Let’s get Scott… Come on…”
They decided to walk back to the kitchen, like ordinary people.
Bobby was gone, but Scott was still there, along with Jean, and Ororo was there too this time.
“Did Bobby give you the monster mix?” Peter asked.
“Yeah.”
“Oh, dude— I had like three cups of it, and I feel a little tipsy— I think— but dude! I’m so sorry—“
“Peter, it’s fine. It just burned a little going down. It was only one drink— I’ll be fine. Stop worrying.”
“Okay…”
“Hey! You found him.” Jean smiled. “Photo time!”
Everyone smiled and got into various poses and huddled little groups to take many silly pictures— many of them not even ending up on the group’s Instagrams— but still fun nonetheless. Jean telekinetically held up her phone so that everyone could be included in the pictures.
Warren could feel himself getting a little tipsy as they kept taking photos, but he ignored it.
“Oh my god! Warren!” It was Jessie. Not in a pink ladies costume.
Weird…
“(Y/N)’s been looking for you— come on, I’ll take you to her.” She grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the kitchen.
He squinted his eyes, puzzled as to what was going on.
They were walking upstairs.
“Where are we going?”
“Upstairs.”
It was dark.
Warren couldn’t see the figure in front of him too well anymore.
The highly spiked drink he had was starting to get to him.
The voice sounded like (Y/N)’s.
“You— You sounded like, (Y/N).”
She giggled lightly, “I am (Y/N), silly.”
“Oh.”
She led him upstairs into an empty room. The lights were off. He still couldn’t see her very well.
“Angel, baby,” She cooed. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” He went to go and turn on a light, but she stopped him.
“Leave them off… I wanna have fun tonight…”
“Oh?” Is she talking about earlier, before we left the mansion? Has she been drinking? I would like to do stuff but—
“Mmhmm…” She kissed his neck and kept kissing him, leading up to his lips. He kissed her back, hands on her until they got near her neck— he wanted to tug on her hair a little, but upon touching it, he realized something was wrong.
He didn’t have time to figure it out, though, for someone opened the door.
Warren and the other person turned to see who it was.
It was Jubilee and (Y/N).
—
“Have you seen Jessie?” (Y/N) asked.
Her friends in the kitchen eyed her and Jubilee up, confused— weren’t they supposed to go as the same thing for Halloween?
“Um, she was just here. She said you were looking for Warren, and then they went upstairs.”
Jubilee glanced at (Y/N) nervously. That wasn’t a good sign.
“Thanks.” (Y/N) and Jubilee headed upstairs to find the two.
Once they got to the top of the stairs, they walked around, trying to open every door they could to no prevail.
“Wait— Shh!” Jubilee whispered. She motioned to a door they hadn’t opened yet.
(Y/N) didn’t waste any time opening the door.
She wished she did, though.
Because she saw them.
Warren and Jessie, so close together. It looked like they had been kissing moments ago.
When Warren’s eyes met (Y/N)’s, she felt sick to her stomach. He looked lost, confused even.
He looked almost terrified.
—
Warren looked over at the girl who he thought was (Y/N). The light from the open door revealed it was Jessie.
Warren started internally panicking. He kissed Jessie thinking it was (Y/N)!
She can change her voice to sound like whoever she wants! How could I think— So stupid of me!
He looked over at (Y/N), trying to form words to say. Her eyes— they’d turned completely black. He couldn’t tell her iris and pupil apart. They’d never been pitch black before.
“(Y/N)! Jubilee! Thank goodness! I was looking for you guys—“
“No, you weren’t… What’s going on?”
“Warren’s drunk he thought I was you and he tried to come onto me—“
“No, I didn’t!” (Y/N) glared at Warren meticulously, making him shut up.
“He kissed me! Can you believe it?! He couldn’t tell his own girlfriend apart from me, and he was forceful!” Jessie stepped away from him in “fear.”
“You’re lying— I would never—“
(Y/N) wasn’t even paying attention anymore. Everyone could see that.
“I’m going home.”
“What? (Y/N)—“
She glared at Jessie, “Fuck off. I don’t want to talk to you anymore. And you—“ She looked at Warren. She felt her heart breaking, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She didn’t know what to think, and she was so tired. “We’ll talk about this later. I’m leaving.”
“(Y/N)—“
—
She took a ride home with the freshmen girls. They didn’t ask why she needed one or why her eyes were all black.
(Y/N) wasn’t in the mood to answer them anyway.
How could he do this? It doesn’t feel right! But Jessie— Jessie wouldn’t lie to me. Would she?
She was snapped out of her thought when one of the girls gasped.
“Look! Look at all the plants! They’re all dead! Even the carved pumpkins are rotting.”
“Yeah, Lily, that’s what plants do—“
“No, look!” Everyone looked through the car window, shocked by what they saw.
(Y/N) took one look at the dead plants and started shaking. She didn’t have the strength to bring them back to good health.
It worried her, but her mind kept focusing on Warren…
—
Jubilee dragged her friends outside to the front yard. She had Jean use her powers to keep them from running off anywhere.
A few people were watching, but she couldn’t have cared less.
“Okay! What the hell happened? And none of the bullshit you told (Y/N) earlier! I know you took Warren upstairs, Jess. I know you didn’t tell (Y/N) we changed our group costume at the last minute, and I usually don’t say this kind of stuff, and I've held it back for (Y/N)’s sake, especially since she felt bad for you! And asked if you could do a group costume with us.” Jubilee was practically fuming, sparks almost igniting in her hands.
“You’re kind of a bitch.”
“Jubilee! Warren tried to fuck me! He was drunk and not acting right, and he started kissing me and stuff!”
“Warren doesn’t drink!”
Kurt glanced at Peter and Scott before speaking up, “Warren had one drink…”
“Okay? That’s not going to get him shitfaced enough to fuck you!” Jubilee stared at Warren, trying to see if he’d finally speak.
“I was a little tipsy, and Jessie said you and (Y/N) were upstairs. It got dark, and I thought I heard (Y/N) talking to me, but I think it was just Jess. She started kissing me, and it took me a minute, but I realized it wasn’t (Y/N). Then you guys came in.”
Everyone was in shock about Warren’s side of the story.
“Isn’t it illegal to lie about this kind of stuff… and to kiss someone without consent?” Kurt whispered to Scott.
“Probably.”
“He’s lying!” Jessie exclaimed.
“Jean, read my mind. Read Jessie’s. I’m not lying!”
“He’s a monster! Why should you believe him?!” Jessie spat.
Warren was disgusted by her words. “You tried to fuck me!”
“And with all your weird questions and comments about their sex life, I’m not surprised you kissed Warren,” Jubilee stated angrily.
“He kissed me back!”
“He thought you were someone else!”
“Guys! Shut up!” Jean told them. “I’m trying to focus!”
She dove into Warren’s mind to see the events play out before her. She did the same when in Jessie’s mind.
“Warren was telling the truth.”
—
As (Y/N) walked into her room, every plant in there withered and died.
Typically, she’d fall to the ground and sob for accidentally killing what she practically considered her children, but she felt too numb. She kicked off her shoes and flopped onto her bed. The vines around her bed didn’t even move out of her way. They were lifeless and still, just like her.
(Y/N) was restless trying to sleep. She only slept for about fifteen minutes, and when she awoke, she was covered in ivy… poison ivy.
Most of the time, when she was restless, she’d grow a watermelon or a pumpkin in her sleep, but this was new. She didn’t want to spread it to Ororo or let her see that she killed all the plants in the room.
She grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, scribbling down a note for Ororo, telling her what happened and for her to not come in until the ivy went away, and it was safe.
She quickly tapped the note to the door and locked herself inside.
The rest of the gang quickly headed home. They didn’t notice all the decaying plants outside.
Scott parked in the garage.
“Hey, Kurt…”
“Ja, Ororo?”
“I need to check on some of the plants in the attic. I didn’t have enough time to water them all before we went out. Can you take me up there?”
Kurt nodded, “Yeah, of course.”
They were gone in the blink of an eye.
Everyone else was lingering around, deciding on what to do.
“I’m going to go talk to (Y/N)—“
A blood piercing scream interrupted Warren’s words.
“Oh my god! Is that Ororo?”
“I think so!”
Jean used her telepathic powers to see what was wrong.
“All the plants… they’re dead!”
“Jean, check the fridge. See if the fruits and vegetables are alright,” Xavier instructed.
She opened the fridge, and to her horror, the produce rotted.
“But— I went with Sean and Raven to the grocery store two days ago! It shouldn’t have all gone bad.” Peter was puzzled.
“Do you think it was (Y/N)?” Jubilee asked.
“I’m gonna go talk to her.” Warren head off to her dorm room.
He felt so guilty and heartbroken. Even though it technically wasn’t his fault, he felt pathetic for not being able to tell his girlfriend apart from a stranger in the dark.
He kissed Jessie! Nothing was going to undo that.
Warren stopped at (Y/N)’s door, about to knock, but he was distracted by the note on it. He removed it off the door and read it.
“I’m not feeling great right now, and I accidentally grew some poison ivy when I took a nap. I’m trying to get it to go away, but for now, people shouldn’t come in. I don’t want it to spread around. Also, I killed all the plants in our room. They’re going to be fine, but for now, I can’t help them.”
Warren knocked on the door, holding the note in his hand. “(Y/N)?”
“You can’t come in here.”
“Can you open the door?” He pleaded.
“No, you can’t get close to me. The ivy came from me. I don’t want it to spread.”
“I won’t come in.”
“Warren,” She cried. “Can’t you just wait?!”
“I want— I need you to know what actually happened.”
It was silent from (Y/N)’s side of the door.
“(Y/N)?...”
She didn’t respond, but Warren heard her unlocking and opening the door. He took a few steps back to respect her boundaries and commands.
He took in her appearance. She switched from her pink ladies outfit to some pajamas. She didn’t wash her makeup off makeup, so it smeared all over her face.
Her hair was messy and her eyes… her eyes were pitch black.
“I went to go look for Peter. I looked in the kitchen and didn’t see him. The new kid— Bobby— he gave me a drink, and I didn’t know how to explain I didn’t want it. Kurt teleported me to the back porch when we got word Peter was outside. I hadn’t eaten anything since lunch, so I felt a little sick. Peter came over to us and noticed I looked bad and had me force down whatever was in my cup. He assumed it was water or something else non-alcoholic, cause I don’t drink.”
“I was like, ‘this is fine. It’s one drink of vodka, cranberry sprite, some hooch, and like whatever else was in the monster mix.’ Then we took photos in our Queen costumes and goofed around for an hour. I was getting a little tipsy, but I didn’t think it was that bad. Jessie came in, saying you were looking for me. And she just dragged me upstairs. It was extremely dark, and my brain was getting a little fuzzy, and Jessie shifted her voice to sound like yours… She led me into a dark room and said she wanted to like, hook up, or do stuff. I tried to explain to her I’d been drinking, but she started kissing me before I could.”
(Y/N) stood on the other side of the door, listening inventively to Warren.
“I kissed her back. Then I realized it wasn’t you— it didn’t feel right— and then you walked in.”
(Y/N) sighed. She was sure he was telling the truth. Their friends wouldn’t let him come up and see her otherwise.
“I am so sorry…”
“Yeah, um… Jessie’s kind of… kind of mean. But like— I just— I got so upset because of a lot of different things. Um, Jessie had been asking and saying stuff about our relationship— saying like, we should have sex after the party, I should hoe it up more, or trying to get me to accuse you of not trusting me cause you didn’t ask me to do your makeup… and I just thought she was being weird or whatever, cause like, those were the vibes she’d given me almost all the time. I never thought she simply wouldn’t like me. Especially since I asked if she wanted to do a group costume with Jubilee and me… and I just—“ (Y/N) scrunched her nose. “I don’t let stuff like that get to me, but… but I’m so inexperienced, and you’re not. I don’t really care if people talk about whatever they do behind closed doors. I don’t care about that… I just don’t want people interpreting that I’m like the Virgin Mary, or there’s a problem in our relationship, cause there’s not. There’s not!”
(Y/N) started crying. She was crying and shivering, and poison ivy started growing and wrapping itself around her body.
“I’m not mad at you. I just…” She sighed.
“...Am I not enough?”
“What?” Warren was confused.
“Would you leave me for her? Or anyone else?”
“No. Never— I should have done more, I shouldn’t have followed her or let myself believe it was you— I’m so fucking stupid.”
Her voice was stern. “No. You’re not stupid. I just… I just need some time to think and be alone right now.”
“Whatever you want,” Warren nodded timidly. “I’ll tell Ororo she needs to sleep with Jean and Jubilee for the night… Although I doubt she’ll leave the attic.”
“What happened in the attic?”
“All the plants in the attic died… She’s extremely torn up about it… (Y/N)?”
(Y/N) zoned out a little, her heart was pounding heavily in her chest, she was sweating, quivering, and all she could focus on was how she killed everything. Everything she loved and touched, she destroyed it. She couldn’t control herself, and she was hurting the world around her. She heard Warren yelling her name, but she couldn’t find herself to respond. Her breath was quick and eradicating.
Warren was trying his best to respect her wishes by not coming to close, but he had to help her.
“(Y/N)— (Y/N), baby, look at me, look at me,” Warren stepped closer to her. “Sit down, sit down, okay?” He helped her sit down on the ground. She leaned against the right side of the doorframe.
“Um, I need you to— I need you to focus on my voice. Focus on me, okay?”
“I just— my entire life—“ She broke into a sob.
“Hey, hey, hey, you’re okay. The plants are going to be okay. We’re going to get through this. I need you to breathe. Focus on my breathing, okay?”
“I can’t!” The ivy from her body was overgrowing rapidly, clinging onto Warren.
“Yes, you can. Just focus, you’re going to be okay.” He put one of his hands on her arm to stop her from shaking. Her muscles tensed at first, but they slowly relaxed under his touch.
“You’re doing good, just breathe in slowly, okay? Copy me—“ Warren slowly inhaled air. (Y/N) tried to copy him, but it didn’t help her out. The ivy kept growing around the two of them, getting tight as it tangled between them.
Warren had to move closer to (Y/N), to try and make more space. He wrapped his arms around her body. The out of control vines caused his grip to tighten on her.
The feelings of his arms pressing against her helped (Y/N) focus in on something.
“(Y/N)? Hey, it’s going to be okay. You’re going to be okay. Close your eyes and just focus on my voice, okay? Can you do that for me?”
“I…” (Y/N) felt dizzy and nauseous like it was just piling up inside her.
Warren coaxed her into slowing her breathing down, but her heart was pounding. Every breath she took felt shaky.
Yet, the ivy slowed down, wrapping itself around Warren and (Y/N) like old stone walls.
She was slightly shaking still, but her mind wasn’t getting as overwhelmed anymore.
“Hey, hey… Sweetheart, it’s okay. You’re going to be okay… the ivy stopped. It’s okay.”
“It— it did?”
Warren nodded, “Uh, huh. Everything’s going to be alright.” (Y/N) slowly stopped shaking and buried herself into Warren’s chest.
“Do you want to get some water or maybe take a shower?”
“Um, yeah, but I can’t— I can’t get rid of the poison ivy… Like I can’t—“
“That’s okay. We can just leave it.”
“Oh, okay…”
“Let’s go shower in my room, okay?”
She nodded.
“Can you walk, okay?” He asked her.
“Um, I think— I don’t know— I’m sorry.”
“Hey, no, no, no. It’s okay. I can carry you.”
Warren carefully scooped her up in his arms. He looked at her once over before heading to his room.
He set her down on the edge of his bed. “Do you want me to help you get undressed?”
“I can do it.” She answered in a small voice.
Warren nodded, “Okay, I’m gonna get undressed too.”
Warren didn’t face her as he stripped off what little clothing he had on and threw it in a small pile.
“Is it okay if I take my underwear off?” (Y/N) nervously asked.
“Yeah, we’re going to shower. It’s okay.”
(Y/N) left her clothes on Warren’s bed. She slowly got up, and Warren quickly rushed to her aide. She used him for support as they walked into his bathroom.
He turned the shower on and let it heat up for a minute before stepping in.
(Y/N) leaned against Warren’s chest as the water rained on them both.
“Is the water warm enough? Is it too hot?”
“It’s fine,” She mumbled.
Warren nodded, understanding she didn’t really want to talk.
He grabbed his shampoo from the edge of the tub and poured some into his hands. Warren rubbed his hands together before massaging the shampoo into (Y/N)’s hair. It was hard to rake through, her hair was thick and tangled, but he tried his best.
He applied a little conditioner to her ends. (Y/N) hummed against his chest.
He chuckled to himself, “You asleep?”
“Mhmm…” She half-heartedly replied.
“Wanna go to bed?” He asked. (Y/N) nodded, and Warren felt it against his chest.
He washed the conditioner out of her hair and turned the water off.
He grabbed a towel and helped (Y/N) dry off. When he finished, (Y/N) sat on the edge of the tub and watched Warren dry off.
His eyes caught (Y/N)’s in the mirror. She looked better than before, a bit more relaxed, but still nervous.
“I’m really sorry for what happened at the party…”
“I’m sorry about… you know…”
Warren nodded, “Yeah, um, it’s okay. It’s not your fault. And, and I’m here for you— always. If you want to talk about it, or not.”
“Same goes for you.”
Warren nodded, “Yeah, yeah, um, let me get us some clothes.” Warren stepped out of the bathroom for a moment.
He gave (Y/N) one of his much larger sweatshirts without holes in the back and a pair of boxers. “Is this okay?” He asked.
“Yeah, um, these are fine. Thanks.”
Warren nodded and stepped out of the bathroom again, so (Y/N) could get dressed in private.
Warren was planning to sleep on the floor for (Y/N)’s sake, as not to make her uncomfortable, but she objected to it.
“I… I don’t want to be alone.”
“I’m right here,” Warren was quick to wrap (Y/N) up in his arms, having them both get under the blankets on his bed. “I’m not going anywhere, okay? You’re safe…”
“Promise?” She asked, looking up at him. Her eyes weren’t entirely black anymore, but they were very gray. He could have sworn they were pink for a moment, but they were just grey.
“I promise.”
(Y/N) was reassured by his words and snuggled into Warren’s chest. His wings wrapped around them, almost like a cocoon.
“Can… Can you kiss me, please?” (Y/N) asked. “Just like, my forehead or something…”
“Of course.” Warren laid a small kiss on the top of her head before whispering, “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Angel.”
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I’m reading Blood Like Magic so here’s my live comments
There will 100% be spoilers
Is she sitting in a pool of blood?
A lot of blood.
Ok but the whole Voya not being able to make a decision thing is exactly like me.
Fuck Uncle Cathius.
“And so humble” I LOVE KEIS BEING ABLE TO HEAR HER THOUGHTS
Wait- Alex’s bleeding came from her eyes and ears, but it was said that that’s how it is for the guys since they don’t have a period. Soo.. is Alex trans?
ALEX IS TRANS I LOVE THE REPRESENTATION
Aww i love what Voya’s mom said to her when Voya was becoming insecure about her hips.
Luc may be mean but he sounds hot ;-;
Holy shit- Mama Jova’s scars— my heart hurts for what she had to go through
Holy shit I think we’re watching how Mama Jova died
The year 2049, I’d be 44 years old in this story
Nooo Eden 🥺
Ok but maybe Mama Jova didn’t mean kill him? But also I get why she’d want bloodshed because of the way she died...
Voya just exposed Luc :0
Omg why am I starting to like Luc
I’m a Luc simp but I shouldn’t be
I suck at remembering to write in this. This whole mystery with Auntie Elaine is confusing.
I also loved that scene at the Night Market where Luc gave her a temporary tattoo. It felt like their first real raw bonding moment.
I wonder if Lucs secretly a witch. Like what if he is but he doesn’t know about it.
Aww Luc called over Voya while he was workinggg she’s growing on him.
LMAO DENNIS BEING LIKE HOW TF DID U GET LIC TO TALK TO YOU
Priya holding Edens hand hurts because she’s probably scared it may be the last time she might get to.
AHAH- LUCS LIKE U SURE UR MOM WOULD LET U HAVE A BOY IN UR ROOM, AND VOYA FREEZES AND HES LIKE DIDNT THINK ABOUT THAT DID U
Why was that cute omg
Oh they’re definitely starting to like each other
*clears throat* Lucs letting her get into his personal space
Justin did something to Elaine I know it.
I think Elaine had something to do with Justin discovering the genetic modification thing.
I like Luc and Alex kinda bonding over both being trans.
Are they really talking about her when they know she’s in the house or near it?? Y’all are witches I’d assume you’d be a bit smarter about this.
Omg he went after her crying, my heart.
HE OFFERED TO HUG HER
AWW HES SO AWKWARD IT HURTS
Dammit she has to kill him.
“‘I think you make him flustered.’” MHM YES SHE DOES
I feel so bad for Alex she didn’t deserve to find out that way.
I don’t know if I love or hate that Voya said yes to dinner.
“Every day, more and more cracks in our family get exposed” - my theory is that the whole ‘destroy your first love’ thing is about her family. Voya’s family is her first love and the has to destroy its secrets.
Can we not kill Luc please
Oh shit she killed Juras-
Oh he survived
*cough* they definitely like each other
Man, fuck Justin.
YES GO BE SPONTANEOUS
Peptalkpeptalkpeptalk
“If I give it back, what excuse will I have to keep inviting you places to return it?” STOP HES SO CUTE
I really love the representation of both Luc and Alex being trans. And Keisha being a lesbian.
He’s definitely given her profile more than a ‘glance’
I know I’ve said it before. And it’s probably getting repetitive. But I love the trans representation in Luc.
I feel like Luc is being more soft with Voya, when Voya was like examining his body cuz he told her about how often he eats, he awkwardly was like could u not examine my body. But like with other ppl I feel like he wouldn’t been more snappy with it, cuz as we’ve seen he’s not afraid to be a little mean.
Honestly I get Lucs thing about speaking Spanish to his family and being told he has an accent every time. Happens to me a lot, it’s irritating but I try.
Yes u like him and he likes u it’s so obvious now kiss.
THEY KISSED OMG
They are so adorable please don’t make her kill him.
I am so worried about her watching this.
JOHAN OMG
stop the man was wipping them like how Mama Jova died is that meant to be a sign???
Luc came to see her???
Okay okay but how tf is she supposed to explain to Luc that she got whipped by a magical man or whatever that wat because she wanted to watch a ritual so she could prepare to kill him?? - not even the killing him part, how is she supposed to explain the some magic dude whipped me part?!
No it’s a vision girl don’t believe it.
ITS A VISION STOP IT.
Omg can this girl catch a break she just got badly injured and almost died she doesn’t need this.
WAIT LUC WAS ACTUALLY THERE
WAIT THE THING SHE SAID IN HER VISION DID SHE SAY THEM OUTLOUD?!
CUZ IF SHE DID SHE MENTIONED HURTING JURAS SO LUC WOULD KNOW SHE DID SOMETHING TO JURAS.
NOOOO
I’m upset.
Watching Voya and her dad bind is bittersweet cuz I know he still hurt her despite this bonding moment.
Mama Jova better have a good ass lesson to teach Voya with this task cuz girl is going through it.
I want to see Luc again.
I am so anxious to keep reading cuz I genuinely don’t know what’s going to happen.
I feel like Lucs gonna show up to her cooking competition especially since he can easily find her location.
I WAS RIGHT HE SHOWED UP
Fuck Justin man.
At least he’s the successor
Ok I get Voya wanting to be honest but why would admit that he still considering killing him ;-; for all you know he could be recording this and take it to the cops.
“Are you breaking up with me?” STOP STOP RIGHT NOW
I hate that he blocked her but like -he has a very very valid reason. Surprised he didn’t get a whole restraining order.
Wait wait since Voya broke the circle when they were casting the spell to protect caribana that means there will be no protection and that has to mean something??
I’m betting that something bads gonna happen at the Caribana
I feel like her mom told her until to stay until they got back for a good reason
YAY SHE PASSED BUT WAT DID SHE ASK FOR
Omg I thought Voya got shot—
Ok yes technically Voyas partially to blame for breaking the circle but it’s not entirely her fault
No no no u could’ve just gotten rid of her internship or something but trap her in the house forever? Sorry girl I wouldn’t forgive u either.
I like that Lucs back but it hurts
Holy shit things have gone very south
Ofc he was gonna trap u in glass cage with Eden what did u expect Luc ;-;
Mf I swear to fucking god if u kill granny
Aww Luc and Voyas little moment through the glass. I can tell he feels guilty and still loves her...
He’s still trying to protect her.
Oh shit he’s known since before Luc and Voya even met
They’re not a legitimate genetic match-
THEY STILL FELL FOR EACH OTHER WHO CARES.
I like Voyas thing about him thinking what he had with Elaine was love, because wat they had wasn’t love if he expected her to do anything he asked just because she loved him.
Granny to the rescue
Granny is not to the rescue.
Yes Luc he’s a lying cheat.
Please I thought Luc was destined to die, not Granny 🥺
“Who will by my grandma is she’s gone?” STOP IT RIGHT NOW
“Does it also not matter that I can’t even have a conversation with my parents without arguing? That I’ve forgotten how to speak my own language because you told me it wasn’t important? If the outcome of good, are the consequences irrelevant?” STOP LUC MY BABY DOESNT DESERVE THIS.
Stop that actually hurts cuz Luc sees how great of a relationship Voya has with her family and he’s just there without a relationship with them besides shared genes.
Yes Luc argue with the asshole.
Even tho u were once an asshole.
Edennn 🥺
Omg u love Luc fighting for them
Like I love how Luc fought for Justin to let Granny hug her granddaughter goodbye. It shows he cares and how this really does hurt him especially the way Voya described him wiping away his tears and screaming.
“Granny puts Eden back down on the chair and pauses to stare at Luc. ‘Thank you. ‘Please don’t,’ Luc croaks. ‘Too bad. I already thanked you.’” - Luc probably feels like this is his fault, that’s why he doesn’t want Granny to thank him.
:0 granny was the one who saved Luc from Voya stabbing him in her vision.
I like that Granny respected Voyas wishes of not killing him by saving him herself.
Keis is eternally trapped in the house for nothing.
Seriously.
I mean I’m glad Eden was saved by that but still.
“Why would you tell me this now? Why would you make me sparked as shit with you right as your about to die?” 🥺
She regrets not trusting Voya 🥺
AWW STOP “That means you can’t die. You have to make it up to me. Borrow someone else’s gift. Fix this.”
Granny was always planning making Voya the matriarch.
STOP SHE WONT GET TO BE A MAMA
Omg omg omg it’s Auntie Elaine.
Wait that’s so smart, turning him into the prototype
Omg her killing his body’s was intense—
“Why couldn’t you listen to me? Why couldn’t you find another way?” Luc still cared about Justin but of course he did, he wasn’t the best but it’s still the man who basically raised him.
Aww he tried to save Eden regardless
Omg she almost collapsed
Oh shit. “It’s the Luc I imagined once he knew the truth. That hateful twist to his mouth and narrowing of his eyes.” He hates her.
Wait that’s so sad, him only having the bionic lenses to remember Justin by.
“‘For what it’s worth, I’m sorry. But don’t forget that we both lost someone today.’ Luc shakes his head. ‘You lost someone. I lost everyone.’” - Stopp that’s so sad. Voya lost her granny but she still has her family, but Luc doesn’t have anyone else. He’s absolutely done with Voya, he doesn’t have any other friends, his sponsee siblings seem to hate him, and he argues with his family. Justin was all he had and now that’s gone too...
Sorry I’m mad a Voya too for trapping Keis in the house.
AWW LUC CHANGED THE CHROMOSOME ID THING
“Alex said that now her ID brings up XX the way it should.” I LOVE IT
“I like to think it’s because he’s better than that.” I think he hasn’t threatened or punished them for what happened because deep down he still wants to protect Voya and he’s aware they did it to save themselves and their family.
Woahhh Justina dads death
“The ancestors must love irony.” 💀
I guess she sort of did listen to Luc cuz she’s interning at Roti Roti for Johan.
I hate that Granny’s gone :(
Voyas showing Rena, Lauren’s mom, how she died 🥺
Wait I love that.
“I bring the intent. They bring the blood. We both pay for the gift of magic.”
This was a good book.
I loved the different genres blended together. I loved the magic side of it, it’s witches, and how they had this whole system with a matriarch, and a whole community. I loved the sci fi parts, with the genetic modification and this huge new company NuGene. I loved loved loved the romance between Voya and Luc and how they didn’t get their traditional happy ever after, and how they also weren’t a legit genetic match but they still fell for each other. And I loved the mystery side with figuring out who Mama Elaine was and what important role she played.
I’ll admit the story felt slow in the beginning and I almost decided to turn around and return it for another book but I’m so glad I didn’t because it was a good and eye catching book. But it does upset me and Keis really got the short end of the stick, she spent the whole book working to get a NuGene internship only to end up trapped in the house by the person who pushed her to get the internship.
This was a good book tho I do recommend.
Also Luc never returned Voyas food container.
4/5 ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Finished July 15, 2021 at 2pm
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