Heh, it’s like the first Magnus Chase request we ever got and I never saw because I am blind and an idiot. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. But! I finally wrote it lol. Long overdue but were are here!
Pairing: Fierrochase x reader, Alex Fierro x reader x Magnus Chase
Request: Imagine being in (wholesome) poly relationship with Magnus and Alex :)
Words: 1.2k
Synopsis ; being the significant other of undead demigods was quite, an experience, to put it lightly. it was even more of an experience when you’d receive attention that they didn’t appreciate
Warnings: none, it’s fluff. Not proofread.
-Asnyox
You met Magnus in the streets of Boston. You were both homeless and decided to stick around with each other, to stay as safe as possible. Via Magnus you met Hearth and Blitzen, both now good friends of yours. Everything felt like it was going well, that was, until Magnus died.
You saw his body at the funeral, you met his cousin. It wasn’t great, and you couldn’t believe people were saying it was just an explosion. You saw the bridge, the fire, the fight, and you were sure something weird was going on. Was it the government covering something up? Or were you actually going crazy?
You figured it was the latter one, probably. Until on a fateful day Magnus rescued you from wolves. On this day you also found out that the ring you got from your grandparents was a sword, and apparently that you were not fully human. Oh well, what’s new, really?
In the meantime, you met Alex. She was just as crazy as you, and although you both did not want to become friends, you kept seeing each other around. One day you told him the story of how you saw Magnus die, and he told you that you were not crazy. Alex said she was a child of Loki; her mother was Loki. That is the most you got to know about her past, before she died.
You really should stop making friends, but you figured if Magnus was still undead somewhere (he rarely visited you), Alex would be at the same place. Lo and behold, you found them together, apparently on a quest. You were not going to lose them, and you wanted answers. Stubbornly you followed them to the impossible and came back, wiser, and more confused.
This was all fine.
Moving on, Alex kissed you both in the cold snow, you stopped Ragnarök again (this time you were invited along for the journey), and the three of you started the ‘Chase place’. A place for the homeless to get safety, no questions asked. And it worked great, however with only three of you running the place (sometimes your other friends helped, but they had lives too) it could get a bit hectic. Especially when your undead lovers had undead business and you were on your own. Luckily for you, someone saw your struggle.
‘Hey, uh, you need help?’ a warm voice asked you, ‘You seem to be handling a lot on your own today?’ You turned around to see a boy around your height. He had curly hair and freckles on his face. You blinked twice as you looked at him, gauging whether you could trust him or not. He seemed familiar, but why?
‘Uh- I’ll be fine. Thank you,’ You said, rather having a bit more stress over having to trust some rando.
‘It’s- uh,’ a small blush formed on the boys face, ‘I could prepare some meals? I know how to cook,’ he bashfully shrugged, ‘Normally one of the other two do that I noticed? It’s not the first time I’m here and I could, I don’t know now,’ he put his hand behind his neck, ‘repay you, in some way?’
Okay, this boy? You could trust him. You now remembered how he took care of some of the younger kids sometimes, and he often told stories to them. You slowly nodded, having made up your mind.
‘I see, uh, it would be nice really,’ you let out a tired laugh, ‘Perhaps I could get your name?’ He smiled, lighting up at hearing your approval.
‘It’s Wallace but call me Wally!’
During the rest of the day Wally helped you around. He was a great person to be around, and as the night neared you both were lost in conversation. So lost, that neither noticed the two Einherjars coming into the room.
Alex squinted her eyes at the two of you, as she stopped Magnus in his tracks. You seemed to have fun with this person that she did not know, and she did not trust it. She felt anger seeping into her mind as whatever-his-name-is moved even closer to you. They were gone for one day, and someone had already latched onto you? She wondered if it was that curly haired brat who always stares at you during dinner – she would cut his throat with her garrotes once and for all.
Magnus looked at his girlfriend’s face and then at you and realized what was going on. He smiled to himself, knowing full well that Alex did not want to lose you to anyone. But he also knew that you would not be happy if Alex attacked your new friend. He was about to reach for Alex’s hand, hoping to calm down his girlfriend, when she took a deep breath and walked into the room. Oh no.
‘Hello, my wonderful, ever so beautiful significant other, (Y/n),’ Alex dramatically said, taking a deep bow, then she shot a nasty glare at your friend, ‘… and company.’ You quizzically looked between your girlfriend and Wally, wondering what you had missed. Well, except for the arrival of your lovers, that is.
‘Significant other…?’ you heard Wally mumble under his breath, ‘I thought you dated only the other one?’ he said a bit louder looking at Magnus, who came up from behind Alex. Alex shot him a venomous smile.
‘Oh, dear. You didn’t know we were dating (Y/n)?’ she said moving forward and putting her hand on your shoulder. You looked back to Wally, really hoping he did not just help you to hit on you. That would mean his death, most likely. You felt Magnus also put a hand on your shoulder, trying to be as intimidating as Alex, and probably failing.
‘We? You three are dating?’ Wally looked at you in shock, and you nodded, ‘Really? You guys-’
‘I would stop there and leave, Wally.’ You said calmly. He looked between you and your lovers, took a deep breath, and walked out. You let out a sigh, as you quickly grabbed the wrists of your lovers, as to stop them from going after the poor boy, knowing full well they would.
‘Look who finally decided to show up,’ you said as you stood up, ‘after a full day, without getting me some help.’ You accusingly turned around and crossed your arms. Magnus pursed his lips as Alex looked you over.
‘You seem tired.’ She stated, which was about enough to make you break down. You let out a deep breath and rubbed your eyes.
‘I am, but someone had to run this place. I was lucky Wally, who you just sent away, helped me.’ You felt the tenseness in your shoulders.
‘He helped you?’ Magnus asked and you nodded.
‘Just with dinner and helping the youngest.’ You elaborated as you looked to the side.
‘That doesn’t matter. We will take care of you now.’ Alex said roughly.
‘I know you will, you always do,’ You smiled tiredly as you stepped forward and kissed your girlfriend and your boyfriend. ‘I love you two, but I need sleep now.’
Alex and Magnus both nodded.
‘For once we all agree, I guess.’ Alex said as she grabbed your hand to lead you to your room. You smiled. This was nice, just you, your girlfriend, and her boyfriend. It was all fine.
prompt: tinies becoming suddenly aware of their size/Shane omen is a bully, Marvin, write him
Jesus if you insist
GENERALIZED TW: death (fear of it, mentioned, and/or, actual death); harassment; d slur
G/T MEAN GIRLS AU
How did I get in this position?
Being out in the courtyard alone went against every rule I set for myself.
Not only was I alone, but I also didn't tell anyone where I was. Nobody knew to look for me.
It was my study hall.
I thought I could just chill in the tiny area, doodle a bit, and get fresh air.
"Space dyke. I'm talking to you."
I know. I'm hoping if I ignore you, you'll go away.
"Yo, spa-"
"Yes?" I snap my head up, glaring at Shane. Quite frankly, I'm just fucking annoyed.
He seems taken aback by my attitude before a frown crosses his face. "Snappy eh? What's wrong with you."
"Please leave me alone," I say, pulling out my phone. I need to let someone know where I am before this gets bad.
"Hey!" Shane snaps his fingers, causing me to flinch up. "Phone down. I'm talking to you."
As much as I want to send Damian a text, I know its best not to give Shane a reason to fuck with me.
"Yes?" I say. There's mild annoyance in my voice that I don't bother hiding.
Shane grins but its condescending. It makes my skin crawl.
"Actually, I should be going." I say, quickly grabbing my bad and standing up.
"No, you're not going anywhere."
He grabs me off the platform.
"Why are you doing this?!" I squirm in his grip but it's not working.
This went from zero to one hundred very fast.
Shane goes to respond but the bell rings, to his dismay and my delight.
He drops me back onto the platform, but it's not far. Maybe a human foot. I've taken worse.
"You tinies are so easy to fuck with." He states. "And so trusting of humans. Maybe not me, but do you really think your bigger friends care? That girl from Africa only got introduced to tinies last year. I'd give it time before she realizes its much more fun to fuck with you rather than be nice to you. I'm surprised your other friends haven't either. Karen's always been slow, yeah that's on her. But Gretchen and that gay kid? Do you actually think they enjoy the company of an annoying and dependent tiny? Tinies are just walking hazards. Literally anything hurts you. It's so annoying."
Wow, so we went from physical abuse to verbal. Sweet.
I stand shakily and turn away to the tiny entrance to the school. Shane keeps talking over my shoulder but I don't listen.
He's wrong.
Right?
He has to be.
'I'd give it time before she realizes its much more fun to fuck with you rather than be nice to you.'
Cady wouldn't do that.
She cares too much.
Yeah, her initial over protective worrying nature over tinies didn't fade, but that didn't mean she wasn't adjusted. It just meant she cared.
I walked through the hall in a daze. I'm vaguely aware that I'm bumping into other students as I walked to the tiny pick up zone, but I paid their dirty glares no mind.
Not everyone says tinies are playthings. It wasn't that Karen was slow or that Gretchen and Damian were weird. Its that the simply saw the value in tiny lives.
Right?
I continue my zoned out trek around the tiny section of the school. I think I can do it with my eyes closed at this point as I put no concentration into where I'm going.
Not everyone thought like Shane Omen. Some people cared about tiny lives.
Right?
I make my way to the tiny pick up zone.
"Hey, Jan!" Damian is already there, with a big grin on his face.
His smile is contagious and as always when I'm with him, my worry fades.
"Damian!" I climb onto his hand and he brings me to his shoulder. We have lunch with the whole group today, plastics included.
"So, how was study hall?"
"Good." I lie. I feel bad about lying to Damian, but I don't need him to get all worried if he knows I ran into Shane Omen.
We make out way into the cafeteria to see Cady, Gretchen, and Karen sitting at the center table, normally reserved for only plastics. As Damian walks closer I see Regina and Aaron too, obviously.
"Hello, everyone!" Damian says sitting next to Cady. I slip down his arm and onto the table ignoring his gasp.
"Janis."
"Yes?" I throw up jazz hands with a smile.
"Don't-"
"Do that. I know."
"And she does it anyway," Regina says with a fond smile.
Fuck Shane Omen. These are my friends. They care about me.
I think.
Cady talks about her mathletes competition coming up and we all listen as we eat. I was leaning against Damian's forearm with Regina across from me. Aaron was on Cady's shoulder.
Loser.
As if she's thinking the same thing as me, Regina blows a raspberry at Aaron.
"What?" He called out with a laugh.
"Table gang." Regina says with a dead straight face.
"Tabe gang?!" I ask, letting out a laugh.
"Yes." Regina's monotone voice doesn't falter but she lets a small grin slip which she instantly pushed down. "Table gang. Come on down Aaron."
"That sounds so threatening. I'll stay up here."
Regina tsks, shaking her head. "I'm sorry it had to come to this." She gets up. "Cady stay still."
"What?" The mathlete asks, watching with concern as Regina climbs up onto her arm.
"Jesus Christ, Janis, look what you did!" Aaron laughs.
"How is this my fault!"
"You're all rubbing off on each other." Damian shakes his head. "If it's for better or worse it's debatable.
Regina reaches Cady's shoulder and shoves Aaron off.
Cady gasps, her hand shooting out to catch Aaron.
"Regina!"
She shrugs. "Got him down."
Cady places Aaron on the table and scoops Regina onto the table too. "Please don't give me a heart attack."
"I'll try. But for the record that's boring." Regina says, examining her nails.
We all laugh a bit. It feels nice, periods like this where we can all just hang out.
"Heads!" A voice calls from over at the varsity jocks table.
I gasp as a football lands like a foot (in tiny measurements) away from me.
Holy shit.
It rolls a little stopping in the center of the table. I'm frozen in shock, curled up close to Damian.
Holy fucking shit!
I could have died just there.
Crushed by a fucking football.
A jock comes running over to the table, apologizing profusely and retrieving the ball. I think he's apologizing more for hitting a ball near the plastics then almost killing me though.
We all kinda sit in a silent shock as he walks away.
The playful energy at the table a couple of seconds ago is gone.
I shakily pat down my body to make sure I am in fact- still here.
"You-" Aaron swallows. "Jesus Christ. Janis are you okay?"
"It missed," I say weakly throwing up jazz hands. It does nothing to clear the tense air though. "I think."
"You think?" Gretchen asked.
I shrug. "It was so close I don't even know."
I look up to Damian and he's still staring wide-eyed. "I thought it hit you at first."
"We all did." Karen says.
I shift under the intense concern everyone is throwing me.
He had a point.
"I'm fine, guys!" I hate having people worry about me or get sappy or- ew.
"I thought it hit you." Damian repeated. "Oh my god."
I would be dead.
A stupid football would be my cause of death.
The same object tossed around for game could kill me.
Tinies are just walking hazards. Literally anything hurts you. It's so annoying.
Shane's words from earlier echo in my head.
He- he wasn't wrong.
As much as I hated to admit it.
I wasn't even four inches tall.
I was surrounded by people who could take advantage of me and just scoop me up without me being able to fight back.
They're my friends and wouldn't.
But they could.
Because I'm small and insignificant.
I can literally fit into Damian's hands.
A football almost killed me.
"Jan?" I look up. Damian's voice is soft and it matched the worry in his eyes. "You sure you're okay?"
"I almost died." It comes out as a whisper. I know Damian can't hear it. The cafeteria is loud and buzzing. Still, Damian scoops me up. He holds me carefully to his chest, his hands cupping me protectively.
Its all I need in the moment to feel safe.
Damian's presence seems to be all I ever need to feel safe.
I can hear the conversation slowly and tentatively start up again at the table, but I just concentrate on Damian's heartbeat. The way his hands are warm. Even though my body was shaking as it came down from an adrenaline rush, I felt secure.
No matter how small I was, or how insignificant other people thought tinies lives were, I knew I could count on all my friends. Especially Damian.
