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cabinofimagines · 2 years ago

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At the Museum

I am back for NOW I still have braincells which will be consumed SOON by my blorbo's. I changed the request slightly, so although the reader is from Camp Half-Blood, their godly parent is not specified! Closely based on this thing written by Riordan

Gods my thesis is killing me

Pairing: FAMILY! platonic! Magnus Chase and Annabeth Chase x FAMILY PLATONIC GN!reader Chase Request: could you do something where reader, annabeth, and magnus are cousins and readers a daughter of apollo or hecate. like her/their parent was natalie's twin. this has been in my mind forever and i thought i would share it. Word count: ~1.8k Warnings: same amount of death jokes as the Magnus Chase books

-Asnyox

You only ever had vague memories of your time with your family. Laughter, sand in your face, perhaps it was at a beach, maybe it was a sandpit. It didn’t matter anymore, for although those memories once were the only thing you had left of spending time with your family it no longer was. After Magnus ‘disappeared’ (read; ran away and died and then came back to life) you finally managed to stay connected with your cousin.

You see, although your parents always wrote the lack of connection to Magnus and his mom off as ‘religious differences’, but that didn’t mean it had to stay that way.

This weekend, Annabeth invited you and Magnus to come to New York for a visit. You had been staying at camp after summer, however with the newly revived and resurfaced cousin Magnus being able to come over you did not hesitate. Annabeth noticed that there was an exhibit at the Discovery Center in Times Square called The Vikings and decided it would be perfect to meet at. You know, given that Magnus apparently was the son of a Norse god, and neither you or Annabeth were too well versed in that pantheon.

“You bring me to New York and show me Vikings?” Magnus sighed, “I’ve got enough of those in Boston.” “Look I think it’s important to understand your world Magnus,” Annabeth smiled, “and I promise to take you to Mamoun’s Falafel and Shawarma afterwards,” “It’s a lot less boring than the Greek architecture exhibit,” You commented. Annabeth punched your arm softly. “I will just ask Percy next time (Y/n), no more bonding time for us.” She joked and you gasped. “Betrayal!” You exclaimed, and you noticed Magnus smiling. After a moment of hesitation, you spoke up again, “It sucks, you know, that we just,” you looked at your cousins sadly, “That we never got to be a family together. No holidays, or meetings. I barely even knew what you would look like Magnus!”

“But we can catch up now,” Annabeth softly grabbed your hand and squeezed it, “right some wrongs or something.” Magnus nodded. “I literally have all the time of the world now,” he shrugged, “most of the time anyways. We’ll be a family from now on, help each other and stuff.” “Yeah, that’s nice,” you sighed, “I’m glad.”

“Well, let’s get the exhibition over so I can get some falafel.”

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One of the first things you saw was a full-sized reconstruction of a Viking River boat. The most impressive part? Someone made it with historical tools, meaning no saws and no machines. Magnus commented on how, if the boat would have been more portable, he could’ve taken it with him on his quest to stop Ragnarök. Sadly, unlike the one he got, which folds into a handkerchief, this one he could not carry around.

“Huh, life must have been pretty hard for Vikings back in the day then,” you joked, eliciting laughter from both your cousins. It was then that Magnus gasped.

“The Hammer of Thor! I found it! That was legit the easiest quest ever.” He pointed at a display case, “You know, this is the second time I found it.” You quietly laughed as Annabeth go a mischievous smile on her face. “This is just a silver replica,” she pointed out and Magnus sighed, “The Norse wore these all the time, kind of how Christians wore crosses.” “Dammit!” Magnus exclaimed. The security glared at him, and he looked apologetically at them, “sorry.”

As you were walking together through the exhibition, there was some comfortable banter between the three of you. At a depiction of Jormungand, Magnus noted how it did not look like the serpent at all, while you joked when coming across a necklace made from beads that that person must have spent a lot of years at camp. At one point, Annabeth looked a little melancholic when she saw a bracelet that looked like Thalia’s.

“Must be why Valkyries wear keys on their belts,” Magnus guessed. “So they can lock up their stuff and flog anyone who tries to take it.”

“I want to meet these Valkyries,” Annabeth said.

“I can introduce you to one,” Magnus offered, “You both can come to Boston and meet my friends,” he pondered, “Perhaps there will be a Greek Mythology exhibit, so I can get you back for bringing me here.”

“I will take you up for that, Magnus.” You cackled.

Further into the exhibit, you stumbled onto bones from an actual Norseman. There was a lot of information about how the living situation of this person had been, however Magnus tried to lighten the situation. “I’m pretty sure I did Bikram yoga to the death with this dude last week,” Magnus squinted his eyes as if to examine the bones more closely, “he must be an einherji now.” “How do you do yoga to the death?” Annabeth asked, before her eyes widened, “Wait. I don’t think I actually want to know.”

Quickly after you entered the room with Norse instruments. Among everything there was something that looked, and sounded, suspiciously familiar.

“Is that a kazoo?” you guessed, “Did Vikings invent the kazoo? I am going to change religions.” “Ugh,” Annabeth said. “I got Percy a kazoo as a joke one time, and he would not stop playing it. It’s literally his only musical talent.” “Where is Percy?” Magnus asked. “I though I’d get to meet him.” Annabeth frowned. “He’s studying. He is not allowed to do anything fun until he passes his midterms.” “Ouch,” Magnus said, “His mom grounded him?” “Nope,” you interjected, smiling knowingly. “I did,” Annabeth said, “If he doesn’t graduate high school, he doesn’t get to go to college at New Rome with me. And if that happens, I will have to kill him with a kazoo.” “That is if he doesn’t die during the,” you flailed your arms around a little, “‘Godly entrance exam quest’ or whatever bullshit he has to do.” Annabeth sighed, “Yeah, because saving the world twice is not enough for a scholarship apparently.” Magnus looked at the two of you as if you were crazy, “You know that, even if it’s ‘to the death’ at least Valhalla has free education.” “I would rather not have Percy die yet, but thanks for the offer.” Annabeth sighed, “Are those Viking ice-skates?”

“They’re made out of deer bones, they used to be strapped to your shoes.” You mused, “looks pretty metal to me, to be honest. Just, whip out your bones, to your shoes and away you go!” “Sideways,” Magnus speculated, “straight into the nearest tree.” “I’d hate to see Viking skis,” Annabeth said. “You would need really big deer for those.” You commented, before moving along to the next display full of Viking swords.

“That’s sad,” Annabeth said, “Nothing is left but corroded metal.” “Oh, you should’ve seen Jack when I pulled him out of the river,” Magnus said, “He looked much worse.” “You named your sword Jack?” you questioned him. “No, he named himself that.” Magnus answered. “He … what?” “I’ll introduce you later. But I’m warning you, once he starts talking, he doesn’t shut up.”

“Your sword talks?” Annabeth asked and Magnus nodded nonchalantly. “Does he also talk to other swords? Or weapons?” you asked, and Magnus kept nodding. “I’ll let him answer for himself, I am sure he would love the attention,” Magnus grimaced, “just not here and now.”

You agreed to keep going forward. There were several pieces of jewellery, including a broach that looked amazing despite being on the earth for thousands of years. “I think it’s supposed to resemble the pendant on Brisingamen, Freya’s necklace,” Magnus mused, “It looks nice, but the real necklace is much fancier.” “Why are you blushing?” Annabeth asked. “I am not blushing,” Magnus insisted, “Freya just has a nice ear- uh, necklace. I mean necklace.”

You were already standing a bit further, reading the text next to some shoes with spikes in them. “Hey Magnus,” said boy turned to look at you, “did you know that if you die a dishonourable death and you go to Helheim, you are buried with spikes on your shoes like this? Apparently the road to Hel is icy and slippery.” “I did not know,” he remarked, “but wouldn’t deer-ski’s be faster?” he joked. “Personally,” Annabeth piped in, “I’d go for the deer bone ice skates. Can’t die by hitting a tree if you’re already dead, right?” All three of you laughed, before moving onto the next display. It contained a magic amulet, used for cursing your enemies or protecting yourself from rune magic.

“I wish Hearthstone was here,” Magnus said, “He would love this.” “Yeah,” Annabeth said, “Carter and Sadie would think that was pretty awesome too.” “Why does everyone know people that I don’t?” you said.

“Oh, Hearthstone is a friend of mine,” Magnus clarified, “He’s an elf, I guess. Likes rune magic.” “Yeah, and Carter and Sadie are some uh… Egyptian friends of mine.”

You looked at her, “Egyptian? Are you telling me-“ “Maybe we’ll talk about that at lunch,” Annabeth said, “Over falafel and a large bottle of Advil.”

As you moved further with Annabeth you both shuddered at a bunch of sickles. “I don’t like sickles. They remind me of a certain Titan,” Annabeth elaborated, but as you both kept walking you didn’t notice that Magnus lingered at this exhibit.

You see, the sickles were actually a talisman that was the symbol of Frey. They would be used for the harvest. And maybe it was Magnus’s imagination, but the light seemed to get brighter and warmer in the display case when he looked.

“Hey dad,” Magnus said, after which he reluctantly moved along.

One of the last displays of the exhibit was a bunch of little silver Valkyrie amulets. As Magnus caught up to you and Annabeth he spoke up, “Sam would love these,” “I’ve got to meet Samirah one of these days,” Annabeth said, “She sounds great.” “Yeah,” Magnus said, “Just try not to meet her the way I did, by dying.” “I think if we die, we get a different afterlife,” you commented, but Annabeth ignored you. “Deal,” she said, “Ready for some falafel?”

“The answer to that is always yes,”

And as you headed out to get lunch, a little bit of your family got repaired. It might be a while until you were as close as you were when you were little, but in time it will get better. That is, if no one died an early death (again).

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auslandsjahrseattle22-23 · 1 year ago

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5.6.-11.6.:

Montag: Mittags war ich mit Mamoun ein letztes Mal im Hub essen. Ansonsten hab ich schonmal angefangen meine Koffer zu packen. Außerdem sind die meisten der Möbel jetzt schon aus der Wohnung raus. Langsam geht es zu Ende. Fühlt sich sehr komisch an.

Dienstag: Abends waren Lindsay, Will, Niklas und ich in einem Steakhaus in Downtown Seattle. Das Steak war echt perfekt, sehr lecker. War zwar auch teuer aber so als Abschluss fand ich das mal ok.

Mittwoch: Emma hat zum Geburtstag eine Fahr in einem Hot Tub Boot auf Lake Union bekommen. Das hat sie jetzt heute eingelöst. Wir waren da mit Giulia, Yolanda, Maya, Emma, Niklas und mir. Das Ganze war echt ein Erlebnis, in Deutschland wäre so etwas niemals erlaubt. Man sitzt echt in einem sehr warmen Pool im Wasser direkt auf Wasserhöhe. Also gefühlt würde man kentern wenn ein großes Schiff vorbeifährt und Wellen macht. Aber das ist zum Glück nicht passiert. Der See an sich hatte auch eine ganz angenehme Temperatur also konnte man entspannt wechseln zwischen warm und kalt. Außerdem durfte man im Boot auch was trinken, also haben wir ein paar Bier mitgebracht. Man musste auch selber steuern und beschleunigen, hat aber gut geklappt. Insgesamt sehr sehr cool.

Donnerstag: Wir haben uns Nachmittags nochmal mit allen aus unserer Gruppe getroffen die noch in Seattle sind. War sehr cool nochmal ein letztes Mal alle zusammen zu sehen. Zumindest bis wir uns das nächste Mal in Europa treffen, wir haben da schon ein paar Pläne gemacht. Auf jeden Fall waren wir erst im Jai Thai essen und haben uns dann alle am Gasworks Park getroffen zum Sonnenuntergang. Dort haben wir ein bisschen was getrunken und sind dann noch zur Ave ein letztes Mal ins Finn´s. Da war überraschend viel los, irgendwie Country Music Abend oder so. Nach und nach haben sich dann alle Leute verabschiedet, war schon etwas traurig :( Aber man sieht sich ja hoffentlich nochmal. Ich war dann so gegen 1 Uhr zuhause mit dem letzten Bus.

Freitag: Die Wohnung ist jetzt fast fertig, wir haben für Montag ein Auto gemietet um den ganzen Müll und die Möbel die wir nicht verkaufen konnten wegzubringen. Christian und Kevin haben uns dann erlaubt am letzten Abend bei ihnen zu schlafen auch wenn die Beiden leider im Moment nicht hier sind. Das macht es für uns mit der Abreise deutlich leichter weil wir dann Montag schon die Schlüssel und alles abgeben können. Abends war ich mit Gabe ein letztes Mal bei den Hub games und dann haben wir uns noch kurz mit Mamoun getroffen, der fliegt leider morgen Abend schon nach Hause.

Samstag: Morgens haben wir das Champions League Finale geschaut. Das Ergebnis war leider nicht so toll aber war trotzdem nochmal cool normal Fußball zu schauen wie in Deutschland. Abends haben wir uns dann nochmal zum Essen getroffen in einem Asiatischen Restaurant das echt gut war. Hätte ich das früher schon gekannt, dann wäre ich da öfter hingegangen. Abschließend haben wir dann noch ein paar Stunden auf den Bänken an Flowers gesessen und geredet und Spiele gespielt. Flowers wurde jetzt ja die Alkohollizens entzogen, war ja aber auch nur eine Frage der Zeit. Jeder der da vorbeigeht lacht wenn er das Schild sieht, ist ganz lustig anzuschauen.

Sonntag: Heute hab ich meine Koffer fertig gepackt und angefangen die Wohnung richtig aufzuräumen. Die meisten Anderen sind jetzt schon weg also war abends auch nichts mehr los. Morgen haben Niklas und ich uns ein Auto gemietet um den Müll und die alten Möbel wegzubringen.

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