sandersstudies:

I want a home mostly just to welcome people into it. There will be bowls of candy for guests, and the cookie jar is full. I’ll always say “I was just about to make a coffee/tea/cocoa, would you like one?” when somebody walks in. There’s lemonade and iced tea made fresh on hot days. Once it hits That Hour and they start saying they really should be going, I’ll remind them that the futon is always open, and I’m making cinnamon rolls tomorrow. There’s champagne and sparkling juice hidden on a high shelf just in case somebody announces their engagement or their pregnancy or their new job while they’re here. There is an extra chair in the living room, at the table, and on the deck, and it’s for you. I want to be able to say “if you’re ever in trouble, come to me.”

(via pozolegirl)

spicyshimmy:

“Not all men” I say, “there is but one who is purely good.” But which man am I referring to? In Antiva, hiding around a darkened corner, he is polishing his daggers and making silly jokes to himself, attempting to right the wrongs he once suffered. He loves more than his heart was taught to love and feels more than his laughter suggests. He is perfect. He must be protected at all costs. He may have been ignored by his franchise, but we will not forget him. He is Zevran

(via ladytrevelyan)


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