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A/N some of these ideas were based off of enneadecagon headcanons and shit. thanks for letting me use them. oh and also this takes place between the second and third book.
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magnus pov
what a time to be alive (or dead i don't even know what's happening at this point.)

i was sipping apple juice while reading my favorite book, 'children of blood and bone', while enjoying the peace and quiet, which is quite rare here.

i continued reading for a while, until my least favorite part of the book came up. i then proceed to throw my book across the room out of frustration. i didn't even realize i had done that, its just a habit.

sigh.

i plopped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. after a while i decided to take a shower.

i took off my shirt, when something caught my eye.

jordyn.

the name jordyn was written on my left shoulder. that meant that him/her (i won't assume) was my apparent soulmate.

i knew i would never meet them, you know, being dead and all, but i had some hopes. when i first came to valhalla, i thought that the name would disappear, or maybe change to another name, but apparently not.

my thoughts were interrupted when i heard something that sounded like glass shattering, followed with a loud yell coming from the room across from me. "FUCK THIS SHIT!"

of course. alex.

i decided to go check up on alex to see what was happening, although i was sure i knew what happened already.

i opened the door, not bothering to knock, and there i saw alex sitting in a chair, head in his hands.

his room was a mess.

there were clay shards scattered all over the floor, his pottery wheel was broken and was on a pile of clothes, and along with that, alex was a mess himself.

he looked up to see who was at the door and stood up. "ever heard of knocking, maggie?" he asked with a deadly stare.

i raised my hands up in defense. i did not want to be decapitated once again by an angered queer. "sorry, sorry. i just came to check up on you after what i heard."

his face softened and his two toned eyes suddenly looked down at the floor. he went to his closet and rummaged through it, and finally pulled out a plain green shirt.

what was he doing?

he threw the shirt at me, still not looking up.
"you're half naked, dumbass. put this on."

i just realized that i wasn't wearing a shirt and my hand flew to my shoulder, covering up my soulmates name. i don't know why, but i didn't want anyone to know who my soulmate was.

"wow, is alex fierro being generous and giving me his shirt? unbelievable," i said while pulling the shirt over my head.

alex finally looked up at me. "oh shut up. i can kill you in two seconds, don't forget that. also, how did you know i was a guy today?"

m e t a n o i a  {fierrochase au}Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora