#hero

Even the Inquisitor's eyebrows shot up when Magnus strode through the gate. The High Warlock was wearing black leather pants, a belt with a buckle in the shape of a jeweled M, and a cobalt-blue Prussian military jacket open over a white lace shirt. He shimmered with layers of glitter. His gaze rested for a moment on Alec's face with amusement and a hint of something else before moving on to Jace, prone on the ground. "Is he dead?" he inquired. "He looks dead." "No," snapped Maryse. "He's not dead." "Have you checked? I could kick him if you want." Magnus moved toward Jace. "Stop that!" the Inquisitor snapped, sounding like Clary's third-grade teacher demanding that she stop doodling on her desk with a marker. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#imogen-herondale #magnus-bane #teacher

The real heroes are the librarians and teachers who at no small risk to themselves refuse to lie down and play dead for censors. ↗

— Bruce Coville

#heroes #librarians #teachers #teacher

Do you think Charlotte will let me handle the investigation?" "Do you think you can be trusted in Downworld? The gaming hells, the dens of magical vice, the women of loose morals..." Will smiled the way Lucifer might have smiled, moments before he fell from heaven. "Would tomorrow be to early to start looking, do you think? Jem sighed. 'Do what you like, William. You always do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #trust

Ah,” said a voice from the doorway, “having your annual ‘everyone thinks Will is a lunatic’ meeting, are you? “It’s biannual,” said Jem. “And no, this is not that meeting. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #think

I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#remember

Will: "Nice place to live, isn't it? Let's hope they left something behind other than filth. Forwarding addresses, a few severed limbs, a prostitute or two ..." Jem: "Indeed. Perhaps, if we're fortunate, we can still catch syphilis." "Or demon pox," Will suggested cheerfully, trying the door under the stairs. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #hope

Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #happy

This is the Wilderness School. 'Where the Kids are animals ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #the-lost-hero #kids

She led him past the engine room, which looked like a very dangerous, mechanized jungle gym, with pipes and pistons and tubes jutting from a central bronze sphere. Cables resembling giant metal noodles snaked across the floor and ran up the walls. “How does that thing even work?” Percy asked. “No idea,” Annabeth said. “And I’m the only one besides Leo who can operate it.” “That’s reassuring.” “It should be fine. It’s only threatened to blow up once.” “You’re kidding, I hope.” She smiled. “Come on. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#explosions #heroes-of-olympus #humor #leo-valdez #mechanics

Piper and Hazel were ready to go, but first Annabeth turned to Percy, who was leaning on the starboard rail, gazing over the bay. Annabeth took his hand. “What are you going to do while we’re gone?” “Jump in the harbor,” he said casually, like another kid might say, I’m going to get a snack. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel-levesque #percy-jackson #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians #piper-mclean #the-heroes-of-olympus