Demigod x Reader

Magnus x Alex x Reader (Satisfied)

because I will never believe your words.

this world is horrible.

I won't believe any of those lies you tell me that is.

my life wasn't a mistake.

I'll never get a chance to be in the limelight.

never tell me those lies that.

happiness can be found if we just take a better look.

I don't want to hear lies.

my surrounding.

creates.

my mood.

fate is cruel.

and you won't hear me admit that.

love is influenced by the ones surrounding you.

you can't fool me

I won't believe your lying words that you say.

I am strong and brave.

my depression is blocking my good

and I would never in a million years admit that

I am happy

✖️✖️✖️

now read from bottom up :3

~ Michelle Bosco (me)

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What death taught you was better than what life taught you.

Life told you not to trust anyone, that fate is cruel. When you were alive every living second you ached for something new, for a new experience—for a new adventure.

Death death gave you that.

It taught you the people surrounding you have gone through the same things, they all had tough lives—it taught you that you're a warrior, you held out for a long as you could.

You were rewarded with friendships and significant others, Magnus—your ex—was one of them.

You remember how you met as if it was yesterday.

Sam had taken you to Valhalla, you were new and scared—unsure where your place was, this hotel was full of violence and death after death—that wasn't your cup of tea.

That's when she introduced you to them.

TJ, Mallory, Halfborn, Alex and Magnus—Magnus stood out to you, he was different.

Son of Freyr, he was kinder, warmer, he helped you, converted your darkness into light, illuminating your world with a cluster of invisible stars.

You did everything together—Alex was included in most, Magnus seemed to like her.

That made you jealous, and you didn't know why.

It took you so long to realize why—Magnus, you liked him, dare you say love him? As a friend or far much more you never fully knew. You were young, immature, confused and dumb, you wouldn't know true love for yourself if it was right in front of you.

Yet, yet you can sense it with Alex and Magnus, they were in love and you knew that.

Magnus had liked you, you knew that as well. Yet the way Alex looked at Magnus you knew she was hopelessly in a spell called love.

What to know what else death taught you?

The way to kill yourself without dying was falling in love.

It was so hurtful, heartbreaking, knowing Alex had eyes for him—even if for a short time, Magnus was yours, but you gave him up.

If you love them let them go.

You let him go, it hurt but you did it, you did it for Alex—she was his bride, and he was her groom, they were made for each other.

A toast to the groom and a toast to the bride.

You knew if you said you loved Magnus, Alex would give him up in a heartbeat for you, she'd say she was fine—she'd be lying.

Sure, it may of been a mistake—you could've had him in your life.

But it didn't seem right, you weren't worth it. But Alex was all that, she was caring and kind, rowdy sometimes but still the most amazing person you knew

At least you keep his eyes in your life.