#incorrect magnus chase quotes

[incorrect-riordanverse-quotes]

Magnus: You kissed me! Alex: On the cheek! Magnus: Still counts, still counts.

[riordanverse-craziness]

Alex: Well, my first rule would be that no one can veto my rules. Magnus: Well, that’s called “tyranny”, and it’s generally frowned upon.

[rayssion]

I want someone to talk to them gibberish and they still understands me

[i-am-alex-fierro]

Are you alive

No I've been dead for a couple years, but Hotel Valhalla is pretty nice I guess. I don't really post new stuff to this blog anymore unless something interesting happens tho and honestly my afterlife is pretty boring once the War Games started feeling repetitive

[xx0yeet-everything0xx]

actual conversation that happened between magnus and alex at one point

[ace-writer-lani]

Okay but imagine Hotel Valhalla having a reality tv show

Alex [facing a camera]: It's pretty chill here, I guess. We just wake up, kill, feast, do whatever, and repeat

[In the background Magnus trips and kills himself by falling on his own sword]

Alex: Obviously though, some of us have it easier than others

(Part two)

[caleohateclub]

Magnus in the first pages of his first book:

Don't kill yourself, kids

Apollo in the middle of his third book:

Kids, please watch as I kill myself

[nicodiangelo-we-stan]

Can you tell who my favs are from this post? Probably lol

Part 7 (as well as all the others)

[spiritandthephantoms]

I've been seeing people wanting a big fight between the riordenverse protags (Percy, Jason, Magnus, and Carter(and maybe Sadie)). Thing is though, if you threw a brick at Jason he would go down immediately. If there's water near Percy and the Kane's are going to be fighting for a while. And Magnus's only power is that he is a glow stick with a handkerchief boat and a disco sword. He's just going to say "Jack fight them!" throw him and then sit off to the side drinking a Caprisun.

[pizza-cake-house]

Magnus: you're so pretty you belong to a museum. you're, like, a rain a sauce painting

Magnus: ranesauce

Magnus: ress- ressaunce

Alex: the renaissance?

Magnus: yes. that one

[incorrect-riordanverse-quotes]

Blitzen: I knew you two couldn't stay mad at each other! Alex: Oh yeah, we're closer than ever. Alex & Sam: *hold up their hands to show they've been handcuffed to each other* Hearth: [signing] You wanna tell me how this happened? Sam: Well, Magnus thought- Blitzen: Oh man, I wish that boy would stop doing that.

[logolepsy-babble]

[rayssion]

In an ambulance,

Nurse: can you describe the snake that bit you?

Magnus: yeah, it was like an angry rope.

[incorrectstarwarslegendsquotes]

Don't mind Kyp. He's a sweetheart, once you get past the fact that he's a horrible person.

Jaina Solo

[i-am-alex-fierro]

Can we be friends?

I don't really do friends with people I don't know. Maggie tells me it's trust issues but at the end of the day, I just don't need more friends. I went from 0 to ~6-7 in a short period of time and I'm still adjusting to that.

[the-moonprophet]

concept: Riordanverse demigods meeting up (for whatever reason), and they bump into a young man, probably not much older than themselves. He’s dressed casually—just a hoodie and jeans—but there’s something off about him. Not in a bad way, necessarily, but the demigods know enough to be wary of him.

“Should we talk to him or something?” Carter asks.

“He hasn’t done anything, though…” Magnus puts in. Still, they all have a strange feeling they should approach the guy.

Percy’s the first to move. He strides up to the guy, who’s staring down at a book while he waits for the bus.

“Hey,” Percy calls out to him, and the guy looks up. There’s something weirdly magnetic about him—Percy finds himself wanting to stand closer. The other demigods apparently feel the same gravity; when Percy glances over his shoulder, they’re standing right behind him.

“Hello,” the guy responds, his warm eyes studying the group. “Can I help you?”

“Um…” What is Percy supposed to say, exactly? He isn’t even sure why he’s speaking to this stranger.

Recognition passes through the guy’s eyes, and his brows twitch upward. “Oh, it’s you guys?”

Magnus steps forward. “You know us?”

“Of course!” The guy shrugs, tucking his book under his arm. He didn’t even mark his page. “What kind of person would I be if I didn’t know who you are? You’ve all saved the world, haven’t you?”

Some of us multiple times. Percy thinks. Somehow, he’s not surprised by this guy’s knowledge of their heroics (if that’s what you want to call it).

“Well… What kind of person are you?” Sadie asks cautiously.

The guys laughs, and Percy finds himself smiling along with him. “What do you mean?” the stranger asks.

“Y’know,” Magnus shrugs, gesturing around their group. “We’re all descended from all-powerful beings and such.”

Normally, they should’ve been hesitant to share this kind of information. But something about this strange man makes them drop their guard. Suddenly, it doesn’t matter that they know nothing about him, including his name.

The guy grins. “Yeah, we’ve got that in common.”

“Which god is your parent, then?” Percy asks. He finds himself hoping it’s a Greek deity; he would love to bring this guy back to Camp Half Blood. He’s certain everyone would love him.

“God,” the guy says in a thoughtful tone, his fingers tapping the book under his arm.

“Yeah…” Carter says haltingly. “Gods. Like the deities that control different parts of the world?”

The guy chuckles. “No, I know. That was my answer.”

Nobody says anything for a long moment.

Percy breaks the uncomfortable silence. “You’re descended from…”

“God,” the guy confirms with a gracious nod.

“Like, capital G God?” Magnus the Atheist says, looking pale.

“But—isn’t everyone? Technically?” Sadie asks. None of them know much about christianity, but hadn’t all of mankind been created in the Big Man’s image?

The guy laughs again—it’s an oddly healing sound. Any worries that had been swirling at the back of Percy’s mind instantly vanish.

“Well, I suppose if you want to get technical about it,” the guy says with another shrug. “But I myself am the only direct descendant.”

The Kane siblings can do nothing but blink at the man. Magnus looks like he might pass out. Percy seems to be the only one capable of getting more information out of the stranger, but even he feels like his voice is stuck in his throat.

“You mean…” Percy stutters. “You’re—”

The screeching of brakes cuts Percy off. The guy looks up as the bus doors swish open, and he grimaces.

“Ah, looks like our time was cut short.” He shoots an apologetic look at the demigods. “It was nice to meet you all. You’ve done humanity proud. Keep up the great work!”

The words would have sounded incredibly shallow and unimportant coming from anyone else, but when this guy spoke them, Percy felt like he’d been applauded by the president of the United States—or, more accurately, by the prince of the universe.

The guy waves them goodbye and steps onto the bus. No one moves until the vehicle peels away, leaving them gaping at the empty bus stop.

“Was—” Magnus croaks, swallowing hard. “Was that really—”

Percy nods. “The son of God.”

Man, Percy couldn’t wait to tell Annabeth.