#thrilled

[kinasecrystal]

I am ecstatic about this art I commissioned from @basementexplorer07 to illustrate my VelKleya fanfic “The Fire is So Delightful”.

I especially love how the golden candlelight illuminates the scene and the way Vel’s hand clutches the fabric of the blanket.

[nerdemic]

I WON THE HARVEST FESTIVAL

SUCK IT BOBBY

[sommeliersims]

New baby on the way for Hero and Cornelius. Big sister to be Vesper is THRILLED

[essektheylyss]

Oh, this is BRILLIANT. I was wondering how Brennan is going to build the stakes in terms of the PCs being gods—and gods we know will sustain into the modern day—who can't fully die, and building the stakes around the idea of losing their force, piece by piece, is SO clever.

[chiotri-loves-davekat]

HE WHO SMELLED A RUNE, DEALT A RUNE

hoo hooo hoooo

[giffypudding]

I found it!

[firelikestars]

Radar Angel - Chapter 11

Crowley squeezed his hand. "Having a nice time?" he asked softly. Devastatingly softly.  Aziraphale turned towards him with overflowing fondness. "It's always nice with you." The smile on Crowley's face stretched into a grin. "Oh, I don't know about that. You really hated me for a while there." Aziraphale opened his mouth to protest, but Crowley didn't let him. "Not nearly as long as I thought though, if you almost kissed me on our second day working together. Was it the wet clothes? I've heard that's a thing. Do I need to take a quick dip in the pond?" He then jokingly — really, he must've been joking — rose to his knees. Aziraphale tightened his grip on Crowley's hand before he got far enough to be not-joking after all. "No. Sit." Crowley did, eager as a child on a story time rug. He was still grinning, like an idiot. "Christ, you are ridiculous." The grin was persistent regardless. "Go on, then. What was it?"