chase x alex

Alex + Magnus things
  • It’s a well known fact that Magnus can be an absolute idiot sometimes, so he literally ignores his giant crush on Alex until it makes life impossible to live with. 
    • Like, he’ll walk into a room, see Alex, and promptly walk out. 
    • He’s watched Alex fight and forgotten that he’s a part of the team, too, and gotten all his teammates killed. 
    • He also asked Alex to “help him make a vase for his cousin.” Yeah, sure, Magnus. Make a vase for your cousin. Like that’s not a thinly-veiled “SPEND TIME WITH ME PLEASE”. 
  • Anyway, one day he’s sitting in the library or something and Halfborn, Mallory, and TJ sit down and are like, “Magnus, we need to talk.”
  • Sam’s there, too. Just, she’s pretending to mind her own business.
  • Anyway, “Magnus, we need to talk,” happens. And all of them are like, “Go ask Alex out. You’re killing us here. LITERALLY.”
  • And Magnus is like, “What? Me? Have a crush? IMPOSSIBLE.”
  • And Mallory’s like, “I am not dying for this one more time. Do you know how hard it is to get rid of the headaches caused by arrows in the eye? I didn’t think so!”
  • So Magnus loses and “has to” ask Alex out. 
  • So he walks up to Alex, who is sitting in her room doing pottery, as usual, and is like, “DoyouwanttogooutonadatewithmebeforetheworldendsorsomethingbecausemyfriendsthinkI’mliterallykillingthembywatchingyoufightandnotlookingwhereI’mpointingmyswordandIkindofthinkthiswouldbeforthebenefitoftheNineRealmsorsomething.”
  • Alex is obviously confused. What the hell? Was that even English? It didn’t sound like Old Norse.
  • And because Alex pretty much says whatever comes to mind, what comes out of her mouth is, “Was that English?”
  • So Magnus has to slow down and repeat everything again.
  • Cue the appearance of Sugar Glider Alex, who comes up when Alex gets nervous. 
  • And Magnus is like, “Wave your tail once for yes, twice for no, like a seance.”
    • Alex turns back into Human Alex and gives him the best “What the fuck is wrong with you?” face she can possibly muster. Obviously it’s a yes, the question was just a little sudden.
  • And so Magnus spends the next week stressing about what he’s going to wear and where he and Alex should go, and “Are first dates ice skating and holding hands or sledding and knocking each other into the dirt?”
    • Mallory: “It’s summer, idiot.”
    • TJ: “I don’t think Alex ice skates.”
    • Halfborn: “There’s dragons on Thursdays!”
  • Magnus and Alex end up going hiking, because both of them like hiking. And then they end up at Hearth and Blitz’s place for a movie. Kind of like a double date with Magnus’ adoptive parents but… not?
  • Alex and Hearth get along really well. Alex asks Hearth to teach him how to swear in ASL, and Hearth is more than happy to oblige. Blitz and Magnus then make it a competition: Who can come up with the most outrageous sentence in ASL?
    • Hearth. Hearth can. No question. Hearth is the master of sentences that should never see the light of day. And he thrives on the light of day. 
    • But Alex’s sentence isn’t bad. It’s definitely not something you’d say in front of polite company. Or company at all. 
  • Magnus walks Alex back to his room, because that’s the sort of thing you’re supposed to do on a date, right?
    • Wrong. Alex turns right around and walks Magnus back to his door. Because he honestly doesn’t think Magnus won’t fall over his own two feet or get hit by a dragon. (See, Magnus? When you act like an idiot for weeks, everyone starts thinking you’re a disaster waiting to happen!)
  • And then there’s the whole bit of whether or not they should kiss at the door, because it’s just a first date and all that. 
    • Alex decides yes. Magnus decides yes, too. 
  • TJ, Mallory, Halfborn, and Sam have all gathered in the hall and are exchanging bets. 
    • Magnus slams the door in all of their faces and Alex has the last laugh when Halfborn trips on his way back to his room, taking Mallory, TJ, and Sam down with him. 
Magnus nervously asking Blitz and Hearth for advice
  • Magnus: *with a bouquet of roses* I don't know...What if sh--uh, he, thinks I'm just a huge dork?
  • Blitzen: Buddy, trust me. Nobody can resist the roses. not even Alex.
  • Hearthstone: <I> Besides, you're already a huge dork anyways so what do you have to lose? </I>

you cant tell me sif didnt ship alex and magnus like. she literally color coded their wedding outfits so they would match. and meanwhile, the outfit she picked for sam was about as different from magnus’ and alex’s that it could possibly get im so


So I write this one-shot and I’ve never posted fanfic on tumblr before so yeah (like I’ve written it before, just never have I posted any on Tumblr). So here’s a thing I wrote. Enjoy!

(I was inspired by the idea of different colored roses and what they mean :) )

“But does Alex even like flowers?”

“Magnus, this is the fifth time you’ve asked that. She…is it a ‘she’ or a ‘he’ day?”


“Cool, thanks. And yeah, she likes flowers. I mean, sometimes she draws them on her pottery, and now she’ll have something to do with her pots instead of throwing them at the wall.”

Magnus and Sam were walking towards Alex’s room at around noon, and Magnus was carrying a bundle of five roses, each a different color (red, pink, orange, lavender, and green). Magnus held on tightly to the flowers, worried that his einherji strength might crush the stems.

When they finally reached the door, Sam smiled.

“Good luck, Magnus.”

She flew away to do whatever top secret business she had to do for Odin, and Magnus was left alone in front of Alex’s door. Magnus took a deep breath and knocked.

Alex Fierro swiftly opened the door moments later. Clay was caked everywhere on her. Her black and white “Down with cis” shirt was stained gray and brown in some parts. The scent of clay hit Magnus like a sword: sharply and abruptly.
Alex immediately eyed the flowers, then Magnus, then the flowers again. Magnus could feel the heat rising to his face so much he almost thought he was in Muspellheim.

“What’s the occasion, Maggie?” Alex asked, propping up her elbow against the doorframe and leaning on it, smirking at Magnus.

Magnus gave the bouquet to Alex, who—after studying each flower—smelled them, and smiled a little.

“I…” Magnus started, stumbling over his words as he found himself staring into Alex’s eyes.

Alex raised a single eyebrow.


Magnus coughed as he was brought back to reality.

“I…um…I…Alex, would you like to go out with me?”

The straightforwardness of the question surprised both people.

To Magnus’s surprise, Alex’s cheeks flushed a little bit.

“Why?” Alex asked, still holding the flowers. She motioned for Magnus to sit down. He cautiously entered the room, and the smell of clay became stronger. Clay was splattered everywhere. Alex found a clay vase and put the roses in it, then set the vase on the coffee table in front of the couch. Alex sat down.

“Having a rough time molding the clay?” he asked.

“Don’t change the subject.”

“Fair enough.”

Magnus sat on the couch next to Alex, who looked at him as if she was trying to figure out a puzzle. Magnus stared down at his hands, his heart beating so loudly and quickly he was surprised it didn’t burst out of his chest.

“I…uh…I guess…I…”

“Spit it out Magnus.” Alex nudged Magnus’s arm.

“I really like you a lot.”

Both Alex’s and Magnus’s eyes grew almost twice as wide as their normal size. Magnus was sure his heart was going to beat out of his chest sometime soon.
Then, Magnus spotted the flowers.

“Well,” he began, picking up the orange rose first. “Orange roses represent passion and energy, like a fiery blaze. Kind of like you when you’re angry. Or all of the time.”

Alex gently took the rose from Magnus, their fingers brushing only for an instant. Magnus was surprised that his heart didn’t explode, because the touch made his hands feel like fireworks. He never wanted to wash his hand again.

“What about the green one?” Alex asked.

Magnus gently lifted the green rose out of the vase and stared at it. Alex took the rose and held it up against her head.

Oh gods, she’s beautiful. It matches her hair, Magnus thought. He barely successfully restrained himself from sighing like a lovesick teenager (even though that’s exactly what he was).

“How well does it match my hair?” Alex asked, smiling a bit.

Magnus laughed. “A perfect match.”

Alex’s smile grew a bit bigger. Magnus’s face grew a bit redder.

“Anyways,” Magnus continued, “the green ones represent peace and tranquility, along with representing best wishes for a prosperous new life. I thought, you know, since you’re new to Valhalla, I’d add in these green ones.”

“What about the ‘peace and tranquility’ part?” Alex smirked.

“I’m telling you to calm the Hel down.”

Alex giggled for a second, which could be taken as a literal ROFL. Magnus’s heart fluttered.

“You still haven’t answered why you want to go out with me,” Alex remarked.
“What about the rest of the flowers?”

“I know what they mean. I’m an artist, Magnus. This is basic stuff.”

“It is?”

“No.” Alex chuckled a bit.

“You didn’t know what the orange or green ones meant!”

“I was testing you!”

“Testing me? Why?”

“To see if you knew what they meant, or if you just picked them out because they look pretty.”

Magnus sighed, then the realization hit him.

“Pink roses,” Alex said, “convey gentle emotions such as admiration, joy and gratitude.”

Magnus’s face might have been the color of a pink rose.

“Lavender ones represent ‘love at first sight.’”

Magnus could barely see the color rising to Alex’s face, although he knew it was there. He looked at Alex as she tired her head from the rose to Magnus.

“And red roses…” Alex didn’t finish the sentence. She stared at his lips.

Magnus stared at hers. “Red roses represent lo—”

He was cut off by Alex squeezing her eyes shut and grabbing the back of Magnus’s head and pulling him forward. Their mouths met in such a satisfying moment of jubilation, it’s a wonder that neither Magnus or Alex exploded on the spot. Magnus placed his hands behind Alex’s headband stroked his fingers through her soft, black and green hair.

They broke apart only to take a much-needed breath.

Their faces still inches away from each other, they stared into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily.

“Magnus, I—”

This time, it was Magnus interrupting Alex as he pulled Alex forward again and kissed even harder.

When they broke apart, all Magnus saw were Alex’s eyes. He stared them for so long, and she stared back, that he was surprised he didn’t get punched in the face.

“Don’t say it,” Alex whispered, taking Magnus’s hand.

“Don’t say what?” he asked, gently taking Alex’s other hand.

“The L word. Don’t say it until you really mean it, okay?”

Magnus leaned forward and gently brushed his lips against Alex’s.

“Okay, but only if you do the same.” Magnus smiled. Alex had such pretty eyes, the brown one glowed while the hazel one shined.



Alex leaned forward and kissed Magnus again.

“I like you a lot,” Alex said. “Let’s use the word like until we’re ready for the L word, okay?”

“Sounds Frey-tastic.”

Alex narrowed her eyebrows.

“What the fuck kind of pun was that?”

Magnus couldn’t help but laugh.

“So is that a yes, or…?”

Alex merely smiled.


Magnus kissed her quickly again before taking her hand and leading her to the door.

“Come on, the rest of our hall mates will be waiting. They’ll love to hear about this”

When Magnus and Alex came out of the room, flustered and holding hands with red faces, Mallory cackled as TJ and Halfborn both handed her some red gold coins.