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maggie-stiefvater:CALL DOWN THE HAWK from the air;   Let him be hooded or caged   Till the yellow

maggie-stiefvater:

CALL DOWN THE HAWK from the air; 

 Let him be hooded or caged 

 Till the yellow eye has grown mild, 

 For larder and spit are bare, 

 The old cook enraged,         

 The scullion gone wild 

 | coming November 5, 2019 www.maggiestiefvater.com/novels


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badrvbideas:

simmons centric season

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mercurianbisous:

not now sweetie, mommy is ✨manifesting✨

daevastanner:

Scene I want in ACOTAR 5:

She could tell he was wound tight — a fraction away from snapping entirely. It was in his posture, the set of his shoulder and the muscle that ticked in his jaw.

They continued pacing the training, prowling around each other, facing off.

Swallowing the dryness in her mouth, Gwyn endeavored to push him over the edge. “Palms twitching, Shadowsinger?”

Azriel’s eyes flashed and he blinked back something hungry, his jaw flexing again. “Don’t start what you can’t finish, Berdara.”

“If we wait for you to start, we’ll be dead and buried…” Gwyn replied angling her head. Muscles deep in her belly clenched, her heart raced, her eyes raked over the well cut form of his abs and when she spoke again her voice was husky with need. “What is it you’re waiting for? Do you want me to beg?”

Again, his eyes flared, hands fisting at his sides as his shadows loomed on his shoulders, content to watch this moment, months in the making, play out. When he didn’t answer, Gwyn laughed. “You do. You want me to beg.”

“Gwyn—“ Azriel began, but was cut off by a low rumble that erupted from his chest. One that, judging by his hazy expression, had taken him by surprise.

Gwyn gripped the adrenaline surging in her veins and stalked towards him, the night breeze lifting her hair and sending his scent wafting over her. “Make me beg,” she purred, trying to keep her knees from wobbling. Azriel went wholly still before her. “Make me.”

“Watch me,” he said. Then in two steps he closed the distance between them, one hand coming up to cup the back of her neck and the other grasping her hip.

Gwyn’s heart stuttered, her core warmed and instinctively she molded her front to his torso. “What are you waiting for?”

The corner of Azriel’s mouth twitched, then he slanted his lips over hers — claiming her in a dance of teeth and tongues.

To the people who were talking crap about Reeva and Moses, I hope you’re having a very nice day.

Moses has given nothing but an excellent performance throughout the whole series.

And Reeva?

Like Owen once told Obi-Wan in the first episode, there are people who blame him for what happened and they might be wrong, they might be right but at the end of the day, you will always associate Anakin with Obi-Wan. What Reeva has gone through explains why she sweats revenge. Vader killed the only family she had and of course she hates Obi-Wan because who was his padawan? Exactly.

She’s gonna keep seeking for that revenge and I love her that.

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