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#WEAREHEROES. an independent, semi-selective canon multi-muse for angel the series. SIDEBLOG TO CROWNEDHOPELESS, WILL FOLLOW BACK FROM THERE.

a study and exploration of : demons with a soul, the endless fight against evil, supernatural and science colliding, hell dimensions, warriors from different worlds, the journey of redemption, losing a child, loving something when you shouldn't .....

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muses. / rules. / open starters. / ask memes.

drafts : 0 | asks : 0 | queue : 3 | open for plotting !! / updated : 2/19

#pinned post.#MINORS AND PERSONALS DNI!

ptieuca

#they deserved an emmy just for that spit trail

#to kill this girl you gotta love her. / angelus + buffy.

halliwellauto

A part of her knew it wasn't fair to Angel that she left without a word. She didn't try to explain it, afraid of ruining something that made him feel happy. She had wanted to stay but the heartbreak had been too much. though she did hold regrets after dating her ex girlfriend. She still hadn't told many people about what happened. She had just decided to move back to L.A where she had met Angel. There hadn't been a day that passed where she hadn't thought of him. She wondered if she was right to leave. if she should have just grinned and bare it. She had tried to not think about him too much. Though she always wondered how he was doing, how were things in Sunnydale. It had surprised her when word got to her that he had returned. She had questions and part of her wanted to apologize for her actions. without him there, her life was empty. she wasn't sure if he still would want her around. if he was angry for her leaving. either way, she wouldn't blame him if he chose to push her away. She wished she had told him sooner how she felt. But she was too scared that he might not feel the same. She still wanted his friendship and to have him in her life. After getting out of an abusive relationship, she needed him. He had a way of making all the bad go away.

"of course its me. who else would it be?" she laughed, wrapping her arms tightly around him. Even though time had passed, she felt like they hadn't been apart long. It felt right for them to be there together again. A huge part of her felt lost without him there. He gave her a purpose to do good with her witch background. She had kept her side business open despite having a good auto shop. It helped her still feel close to him even if they had been miles apart. "Since Sunnydale. I'm so sorry for leaving. Just had to reevaluate some things." Like her feelings for him. Though seeing him again only seemed to spark those feelings once more. She pulled away slightly, looking up at him with a smile. "you haven't changed a bit. you still look good. I like the coat," she grinned, looking at his outfit. "I heard you came back into the city and I had to see for myself." she had been skeptical when she first heard about it. But she was glad that same by to see for herself. She didn't want to regret not seeing hm again. "I hope I'm not keeping you from anything. I can always come back later." She cupped his face, something, she did to express her care for him. "You need to tell me everything."

weareheroes

♱ ―――― HE FORGOT JUST HOW COMFORTING AND WARM HER EMBRACES USED TO BE. it brought a sense of calmness that would always wash over him whenever he held her in his arms, holding her close and feeling her heart beat against his own still chest cavity. he had missed her presence, and he hoped, that this time, she wasn't planning on leaving — at least not for a good long time. his hug was a little tighter than hers, the smile brightening his features never wavered, as he took in her missed scent. ❛ it's just been — awhile. i just didn't think i'd ever see you again [ . . . . ] ❜ he responded, pulling back to look at her, his dark eyes matching her emerald green ones in glistening hope. he shrugged slightly at her explanation, accompanied by an apology. he didn't hold any ill intent towards her from her decision, he respected it because he'd always respect her regardless of the situation. he looked down and then back at her again, ❛ it's okay, i've already forgiven you. i'm sure you had your reasons, we all do ❜ he reassured her, a half smile formed on his lips. he wanted to make sure she always knew that he'd never be angry with her — at least, not stay angry.

A SOFT, PINK BLUSH HEATED ANGEL'S CHEEKS AT HER SUBTLE COMPLIMENT, A GENTLE CHUCKLE UTTERED UNDER HIS BREATH. his shoulders roll nonchalantly, ❛ heh — thanks. i kinda don't age, comes with the whole vampire thing ❜ he joked, grinning at her. once her hands reach up to cup his face, his blush became a lingering effect of her affection. he was too shy to touch her himself. he didn't know where they stood in terms of friendship and, even before she had left, they never spoke about feelings that were growing between them. they kept it platonic and he didn't particularly mind it. he just didn't want to cross any boundaries he wasn't exactly ready to tread. he shook his head lightly, ❛ no, no. i just got back so i'm free. want to join me for a coffee ? ❜ he asked with raised eyebrows.

#dude when i put this in my queue tumblr just deleted it ?!?#thank god i do my replies in a different window bc i was able to recover what i wrote BUT STILL!!!#halliwellauto: angel #halliwellauto #angel ( threads. )#angel ( season 2 verse threads. )#all that matters is what we queue.

lapdlockley-deactivated20240318

Ever since she'd lost her job - the only thing she had left that meant something - Kate had been living without purpose. After being given a second chance at life, she vowed to find the purpose she was missing. That search had led her to Caritas, a karaoke bar that welcomed all walks of life. Lingering by the entrance, Kate finally mustered the courage to head down the stairs when the censors went off. Good job, Lockley, very subtle. Wishing the floor would open up and swallow her, Kate clenched her jaw when the bouncer blocked her entrance. Before she had a chance to flee, a green-skinned demon, with a warm voice and bright smile, intervened.

Kate considered her options, shifting so she could glance over the demon's shoulder to give the club a once-over, as if she was expecting some monster to jump out and yell ‘SURPRISE’ before trying to murder her. When no such ridiculous scenario happened, Kate met the friendly demon’s eyes. Without a word, she drew her gun from where it was concealed, tucked in the back of her pants, reluctantly handing it over. Uncomfortable without her firearm, Kate exhaled the breath she’d been holding, but the tension in her posture remained. “I’m a cop,” hesitating, her gaze fell, “I was a cop. I got used to carrying a gun around.” The explanation was offered to be transparent. “Anyway, what makes you think I have a story worth hearing?” Kate asked, guarded. She cautiously followed her new company, resisting the urge to look around, in case she drew more unwanted attention to herself.

weareheroes

♱ ―――― LORNE NOTICED RIGHT AWAY WHEN THE BLONDE WOMAN PEERED OVER HIS SHOULDER AND TOOK A SCAN OF HIS CLUB. something tells him that she's not exactly used to the demon variety, and he hopes he can ease any concerns that may have been frightening her. the green demon takes the weapon, barely holding it with a loose grip of his fingers, as he's always been uncomfortable with firearms — weapons in general, really. he chuckled nervously and hands it to his trusty bouncer, ❛ heh — we'll just give it to steve for safe keepin', huh ? you'll get it right back as soon as your little tush walks outta here, promise ❜ he reassured her, dusting his hands off and then opens his arm to gesture to his club, proud of what he's built and created as a community. demons were merrily drinking and laughing, others sang atop the stage, and even some vampires were being friendly towards a kind that wasn't their own. it was something you would rarely, if ever, see outside of caritas. he grins widely, pride glistening in his red hues, ❛ well, you made one hell of an entrance, sweetie. a cop, in this joint ? woo, sit me down with a typewriter because i think i got an idea for a bestseller ❜ he joked with her, laughing. ❛ come on, i'll get you a sea breeze, on the house. ❜

HE LEADS THE EX-POLICE OFFICER OVER TO THE BAR AND PULLS OUT A STOOL FOR HER TO REST UPON. he pats the cushion and takes a seat himself next to her, facing her direction as he waves at his favorite bartender, ordering the both of them his favorite sea breeze. he chuckles and looks at her, wincing slightly from the dreary energy she's been carrying ever since she came to his club. he looks back at the bartender, ❛ actually, make it a double for my friend here. she's gonna need it ❜ he told him. he gives her a friendly smile before speaking, ❛ let's start with the basics, doll face, 'cause i'm just itchin' to know your story. what brings you to caritas ? ❜

#lapdlockley #NGL I'M OBSESSED WITH THIS ALREADY #LORNE LOVES HER!!!#lapdlockley: lorne #lorne ( threads. )#lorne ( main verse threads. )#all that matters is what we queue.

drkroots

"Threatening people after asking them to do you a favour? Fantastic business acumen." After words were spoken, his teeth were quick to sharpen, followed by a threatening snap at air air before human mask was pulled back up and teeth looked human again. "I'm isolating it at the moment and I'm gonna put it on a USB so I can chuck it on a burner and see what it's meant to do. Could be self replicating, could have even copied your entire computer and now the maker of said virus could have all your data to sell and there could even be some magical elements in it on top of that. I just want all bases covered. And I wanna make sure whoever it is, people or person, don't have the chance to fuck up anyones' lives."

weareheroes

♱ ―――― HARMONY WANTED TO LAUGH — AT FIRST. that is, until the wolf had snapped its canines at her, causing her to stumble back onto her feet frightfully and grab the edge of the counter to keep herself from falling entirely. her chest was rising and falling, dramatically stunned by the man's wordless threat. she scoffed loudly at him, ❛ geez, rude much ?! i get it, you didn't have to go all mutt mode on me, okay ? i can take a hint, you know ❜ she shot back at him, folding her arms over her chest and pouting, rolling her eyes. she might have taken that a little too personally. ❛ listen, lassie, you keep your teeth to yourself and i'll do the same ❜ she promised in her own harmony-esque way. she looked back at the screen and watched him work, haven't a clue what he was doing or really even saying. she sighed softly, ❛ were we supposed to learn this in school or something ? because i have no idea what you're saying and it's giving me a headache. i'm hungry. ❜

#she really is a bless your heart 😂#she is the queen of total drama island like harmony he dont gaf that ur hungry #harmony kendall ( threads. )#harmony kendall ( main verse threads. )#drkroots: harmony kendall #drkroots #all that matters is what we queue.

thefateofcordelia

THE WHIRLWIND + their pet name for Drusilla

#angelus ( self. )#darla ( self. )#drusilla ( self. )#WHY IS THIS SOOOOO CUTE I WUV THEM 🥹🥹

mycatismyfriend

Wesley and Lilah caring a great deal that Angel knows their business.

#🥹🥹#lilah morgan ( self. )#angel ( self. )#don’t worry lover i didn’t feel a thing ( lilah x wesley. )

starryeyesxx

#he’s so silly #angel ( self. )

random closed starter for @lapdlockley to kate lockley from lorne the host.

♱ ―――― LORNE ALWAYS GOT THE MOST INTERESTING PEOPLE THAT WOULD WALK INTO HIS LITTLE CLUB, THE CARITAS. there were demons that weren't sure of their future in their clans and humans that had lost their way in their love life, vampires that weren't sure if they should turn their long - time significant other. so many stories he's heard and so many futures he's read; good and bad, hilarious and quite sad. he loved his club because of the community he has built within it; a place that any lost soul could come to and feel safe, trust that they wouldn't get hurt and be their most authentic self. that's why when he saw a certain female cop walk down the steps and past the censors, which sounded off because of the gun she had, no doubt, he was elated. he walked over to the bouncer that was prohibiting her entrance into the club. he waves his hands as he approached, ❛ hold on there, show cats, don't go turning her away just yet ❜ he stated, which then the bouncer promptly warned him of her weapon. he looked at kate, canting his head, ❛ i wanna let you in, sweetie, but caritas is a place of sanctuary. i'm afraid i'm gonna have to let you keep that weapon behind this line ❜ he started, giving her a cheeky smile. ❛ don't worry, violence here is a no - go for any human or demon. you won't be hurt here. now come on, stop stallin' and join me for a drink. i have a feeling you have a story i won't be able to tear myself away from. save me from my boredom, peach pie. ❜

#I HOPE THIS IS OKAY MY FRIEND <333 #lapdlockley #lapdlockley: lorne #lorne ( closed starter. )#( closed starter. )

xxgotthedevilinsidexx-archived

【❖】 ―――― FAITH IS NEVER SPEACHLESS BUT IN THIS VERY MOMENT SHE IS EXACTLY THAT. If she hadn't been looking directly at Angel's mouth, she would have thought she misheard him in countless ways. It wasn't like him to stumble over his words like that with her. He was always straightforward and concise. When you spend your whole life hearing negative things about yourself, it becomes easier to believe the bad rather than the good, and that's why it's such a struggle for her. Deep down, she felt somewhat cursed herself because everyone she had ever known had turned their backs on her when she was all but screaming for help. This didn't exactly make her inclined to trust people. Angel was the one exceptional person in her difficult life, the one shining star that consistently pulled her back time and time again. Angel's presence in her life was like a lifeline, giving her the strength to keep going even when everything seemed bleak. In so many ways she and Angel we cut from the same cloth. But did Angel really deserve the heavy baggage that came along with her? All she knows is that right at this moment she doesn't know how to feel or what to think.

SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE LOVED OR CARED FOR AND THAT'S WHAT MAKES THIS MOMENT SO EXTREMELY HARD FOR HER. From the depths of her memory, she had always yearned for Angel. Her desire to ruin Buffy's life back then had nothing to do with it. She understood that it was an unattainable fantasy, yet she couldn't help but ponder it repeatedly. Sometimes, she wondered if she had acted differently or changed herself slightly, maybe she would have caught his attention. However, it was evident that being herself was sufficient. ❝ Please... ❞ she interrupts him abruptly. ❝ Don't leave. ❞ Despite the confusion overwhelming her, she couldn't bear the idea of him departing, especially after his recent confession. Faith wasn't foolish; she knew this situation was akin to playing with fire. If Angel truly had those feelings for her, even a small mistake could result in him losing his soul, and everyone would blame her for it. It would just give them another reason to hate her. She desires to be selfish and keep this one genuine thing for herself, but isn't that what the old Faith excelled at... being selfish? ❝ Having those feelings for me, you understand the danger involved. How can I be selfish and risk turning you into the very thing you despise? ❞ Her eyes pleaded with him, begging for an answer that would make everything alright. How much crueler could the world be to finally grant her with the one thing she always wanted — to know that she could have him but in the same knowing she could never fully have him.

weareheroes

♱ ―――― FAITH AND ANGEL'S HISTORY WAS COMPLICATED AT BEST. they've shared countless intimate moments that brought them closer to one another, opening their eyes to see that they were more alike than they'd like to admit. he's tried in the past to steer her on the right path; the path of redemption and true change. he wanted to see her grow into the person he knew she could be. he didn't ever want to see her regress back into the immoral person she once was. he believed in her when no one else would, and he hoped that was enough for her. he shook his head, ❛ i'm not leaving you, faith, i couldn't do that ❜ he replied, bringing his hand up to tuck her dark hair behind her ear, finding it difficult to smile at this moment. he wished he could, but he felt his heart sinking to the bottom of his feet for her. he knew the kind of pain she was suffering, and that alone was enough to make him feel responsible in helping her find her true self. he sighed softly, ❛ i'm not going to leave you because i know what you're going through, faith. we can get through this together. you just need to let me in. once you do that, you'll be able to see things clearer ❜ he told her, his eyes glistening with sorrow. it was clear that he only wanted the best for her; leaving her was the last thing he'd ever do.

HIS HAND DROPS BACK DOWN TO HIS SIDE AT HER NEXT WORDS, MAKING HIM THINK ABOUT THEM CAREFULLY. ❛ i know that, faith. i'm not — that's not what this is about ❜ he started, backing away a few steps to create distance between them as he pondered over his thoughts and feelings. he didn't want to do anything that would risk bringing angelus back to the surface. he would never want to lose his soul. losing his soul involved experiencing a true moment of happiness and after all these years, after what happened with buffy, he knew how to control himself if things were to get out of hand. he looked down then back up, ❛ i'm not trying to do anything like that with you. i just meant — ❜ he continued, stepping back closer to her and took her hands in his, squeezing them and staring intensely in her eyes, ❛ i just want to be close to you. ❜

#xxgotthedevilinsidexx #xxgotthedevilinsidexx: angel #angel ( threads. )#angel ( main verse threads. )

ashesrebirthed-a

"Brooding and reading? So he can multitask." Cordelia smiled back, though the motion didn't quite reach her eyes this time. She couldn't say she was surprised when his questions began pouring in, not really - it was part of why she had come out here, consciously or not. Angel always worried. So much so that sometimes, Cordelia didn't know what to do with it. Growing up invisible to her own parents in every way that had truly mattered, nothing more than a beautiful projection for whatever everyone else wanted her to mean to them... No one had ever really seen her the way he did before. Really cared.

It was fucking terrifying.

Sighing and shrugging in answer, Cordelia finally reached out first, taking one of Angel's hands between her own and drawing it back into her space. "I don't know," she murmured, thumb running along the back of his hand. Wasn't it pathetic that for all her bravado, this was the closest she could come to the truth? Part of Cordelia wanted to break already, to crack her heart open and bare it for him to see, but she just - couldn't.

Didn't know how to, any more. If she ever really did to begin with.

"I just -" Eyes screwing shut, Cordelia sniffled. It was a fight to keep any sort of composure when she turned her face until it rested on his arm, the pressure against her forehead just barely holding the tears threatening to fall at bay. "Just... don't leave me? Please?"

weareheroes

♱ ―――― ANGEL COULDN'T BEGIN TO IMAGINE HOW SHE WAS FEELING AFTER WHAT HAPPENED. what wolfram and hart did to her had its own effects that continue to hurt her in the aftermath and for that, all angel wanted was to give them what they deserved; endless pain and suffering. that wasn't as important as what he was attending to right now. cordelia was more important than anything; she needed his comforting, his reassurance. all things he knew he could provide for her at this moment. vengeance will come with time — when he was ready to let it reign upon them. he chuckled slightly at her words, ❛ who knew ? ❜ he joked back, offering her a small smile when he saw hers failed to reach her eyes. he missed seeing her laugh and smile and make fun of him. he just wanted to see her better, to see her find that spark within her again.

HE LOOKED DOWN AT THEIR HANDS ONCE HER TOUCH WARMED HIS COLD SKIN. he stared as he took in her scent, her touch, feeling so much at ease when they made contact. he just hoped she felt some semblance of comfort from this. he squeezed her hand back, placing his other on top of her own to caress her skin. ❛ it's okay, you don't have to know — not yet. you can take your time, cor ❜ he replied, scooting a little closer. seeing her eyes fall in sorrow made him feel helpless. what could he do to help her find herself again? the visions she's forced to endure, the nightly terrors she's tormented with; it was all bringing her down with no light at the end of the tunnel. all he knew that could help her was save as many of these unfortunate souls she was burdened to feel, to know. he would do anything to take this weight off of her chest. he shook his head, ❛ i won't, i'm right here. i'm not going to go anywhere, i promise ❜ he whispered to her, gracing his arm across her shoulders to bring her close. he rests his chin atop her head as he embraced her from the side, closing his eyes shut as he felt himself absorb the pain she's been carrying around. he sighed softly, ❛ you're not alone, cordy. i know it may seem like things aren't going to get better but they will. all we can do is help as much as we can and we won't give up. you're strong, cordelia, stronger than anyone i've ever known — ❜ he told her.

#ashesrebirthed: angel #ashesrebirthed #angel ( threads. )#angel ( season 1 threads. )

slayerofvampyrs-a-deactivated20

When at last Darla turned to face her, Buffy was struck by the undeniable emotion fighting to be free. She saw the clash of sorrow and anger, the grief for what little time Darla had left, knowing that if she wanted to live, first she had to die. Buffy would never forget it, the defiance of fate that Darla showed to her that night: her determination to survive no matter the cost. In some strange way, Buffy understood. How many times had she turned away help when she needed it, even from those closest to her? Darla didn’t have a circle of friends she could rely on to help her see sense when she was lashing out from fear. Darla didn’t have anyone. Well now she did. She may not have known or accepted it yet, but now she had Buffy. “It’s not fair that this is happening to you, and I’m sorry that you’re hurting, I really am, but this isn’t about what I want or how I feel, this is about you.” It wasn’t pity in her expression, when she searched the ex-vampire’s eyes, it was determination, not so different from Darla’s own. Buffy wanted - needed her to see that.

“Maybe us meeting like this doesn’t mean anything and it is just chance, but I’m still not leaving you out here, to die, alone in some alley or with a vampire hanging off your throat. You know what’s going to happen if you go back to being one of them. Is that really what you want?” It dawned on her then, that if Darla was trying to find some stranger to turn her, it was possible Angel had already refused. I made him, that was what Darla had said; it wasn’t hard to imagine that she would want Angel to do the same for her. Shaking her head, letting her defiance mirror Darla’s, Buffy refused to give in. “There’s always another way,” she strongly believed, “we can find it, together.” As hard as it was to stare into all of that pain, Buffy held their eye-contact. “Give me one day, that’s all. Just one day to research this, and if after that we’re still no closer to figuring something out then I’ll leave you alone and go home.”

weareheroes

♱ ―――― FAIRNESS, A WORD THAT DARLA WAS NOT ACQUAINTED WITH WELL. in all her four hundred years of living, she never granted the mercy of being fair to her many countless victims, so why would life give her that privilege now? a sarcastic chuckle emits from darla's lips, ❛ fair ? nothing in this life is fair, buffy. you, of all people, should know this. i know i do ❜ she replied, finding it hard to look away from the slayer's eyes. she could see that look in her eyes; the determination to pull off something that may never come to pass. buffy was being naive and optimistic, but darla knew everything she wanted to do to save her life wouldn't matter in the end. the only way to survive this impending death that loomed over her head was to meet death's fate and be brought back into a creature that she had been so accustomed to her whole life. she wanted buffy to give up on her because darla had already given up on herself. she deserved this rescue. she just wanted all of this to end. ❛ no, this has to be about you, slayer. you and your incessant need to play the martyr, to help the helpless. this can't be about me because then — ❜ she looked off to the side, taking in a deep, sharp breath before exhaling harshly through her nose. ❛ this just isn't about me, buffy. ❜

DARLA LOOKED DOWN AT HER FEET AT BUFFY'S HARSH WORDS, FEELING HER HEART SKIP A BEAT. a part of her knew buffy was right. this pesky soul she's been carting around has changed the way she looks at the world. she doesn't have the instincts of a gruesome, ruthless killer that she once held. now she wondered if she truly wanted to be that monster again. all she knew for certain was that she didn't want to die; she wanted to live. she wanted to stay alive. she spoke while still peering down at her feet, ❛ i don't want to die. that's what i want. the way that i get that — it doesn't matter ❜ she responded, looking back up and finding that eye contact with buffy once again, staring intently. she sighed deeply, ❛ you won't be able to, you know, find it. there is no other way but death ❜ she starts, rolling her eyes, ❛ but, since i have nothing better to do and could spare a few days to watch you fail, fine. we'll have it your way, slayer [ . . . . ] ❜ she finished, looking around briefly. she folds her arms over her chest, ❛ well, supergirl, where are we going then ? ❜

#slayerofvampyrs: darla #slayerofvampyrs #darla ( threads. )#darla ( you made me feel and i can't forgive that verse threads. )

whatisyourchildhoodtrauma

Charisma Carpenter as CORDELIA CHASE BTVS | 2.16 "Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered"

#cordelia chase ( self. )

slayerofvampyrs-a-deactivated20

Inspired by this thread with the wonderful @crownedhopelesss where Buffy takes the trials for Darla. The trials are presented differently because I had to use what I could work with in terms of footage - so the 1st is facing an 'undefeatable' enemy, the 2nd is facing an 'unconquerable' fear and the 3rd is accepting death. (song credit.)

#this ship will be the death of me #i am entirely too deep into this ship and the brain rot is real

whatisyourchildhoodtrauma

BTVS (3.19) & ATS (4.13)

#wesley ( self. )#i love themmmmmm

@ashesrebirthed sent from cordelia chase to charles gunn : 019. traversing the treacherous conditions of icy pavements. will you laugh as they fall or lend them a hand and go down in solidarity? - christmas prompts ( closed. )

♱ ―――― ❛ SINCE WHEN DOES IT ICE OVER IN L.A. ? IS HELL FREEZIN' OVER OR SOMETHIN' ? ❜ he stated, laughing as he looked around the streets they wandered upon. he's never seen it snow in the city of los angeles before, let alone seeing the pavement beneath their feet actually ice over. it was a strange phenomenon that gunn has never had the pleasure of seeing before, growing up here, but he kinda liked it. of course, he'll pretend he's macho and that he's not actually freezing in this temperature drop, and he hoped cordelia would indulge him in that notion. he walked beside cordelia, smiling as he did so, trying to stay careful with each slow step he took. ❛ i don't know how the hell you're walkin' in those shoes, girl. aren't you afraid you're gonna — ❜ his sentence was abruptly interrupted when cordelia began to slide on the ice and before gunn could stop the situation from happening, he grabbed her hand and fell with a hard thump on his rear, wincing, but he managed to make sure cordelia didn't fall as hard as he did. he took in a sharp breath through his teeth as he let the pain settle in his muscles, ❛ don't tell wesley. ❜

#ashesrebirthed #ashesrebirthed: charles gunn #charles gunn ( answered meme. )#ic ( answered meme. )#all that matters is what we queue.

@ashesrebirthed sent from cordelia chase to angel : 002. in front of the fireplace, cuddled up under a blanket with a hot drink. - christmas prompts ( closed. )

♱ ―――― THE WEATHER ALWAYS SEEMED TO STAY THE SAME HERE IN CALIFORNIA. that didn't matter to angel, though. he would spend every blazing hot day just like this with cordelia; curled up under a blanket together in front of a roaring fire and hot chocolate in both of their hands. her presence was enough to make him feel like the rest of the world melted away. but, luckily enough, the weather was kind enough to be just chilly enough for a night just like this one. he took it upon himself to set up this setting for them after knowing the hardship she was going through. he couldn't imagine what it was like to go through the visions she endures, all in the name of helping the helpless. he would always do whatever he could to make her feel better, to make her forget about everything else besides them, even just for one night. his arm was draped across her shoulders, bringing it upon himself to pull her closer into his side as he took a sip of his hot chocolate ( of course, lightly spiked with the blood of a deer. you know, for the holiday spirit ). a smile erupts on his face when he feels her heart beating against his side, his fingers lightly caressing her arm, ❛ you never told me what you wanted for christmas, cordy ❜ he stated, peering down at her with only the light of the fire to shine upon the both of them. his smile never faltered, ❛ i know you've got a list. ❜

#look at his stupid little goofy smile #ashesrebirthed: angel #ashesrebirthed #angel ( answered meme. )#ic ( answered meme. )#all that matters is what we queue.

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