#cordelia x gunn

[starryeyesxx]

[thepunkmuppet]

Angel: The Series + OT3’s

↳ Left to right, top to bottom: Wesley/Angel/Cordelia, Gunn/Cordelia/Wesley, Wesley/Fred/Gunn, Doyle/Angel/Cordelia

[whatisyourchildhoodtrauma]

"Gunn graduated with a major in dumb planning from Angel university"

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Angel Rewatch 2.14 “The Thin Dead Line” (3/?)

[invisible-pink-toast]

my favourite buffyverse ships as texts

[lady-blodreina]

The Angel Investigations Group gossiping about Angel's love life

Aka Cordelia and Wesley role playing

Angel Season 3 episode 5: Fredless

[artsying-ifer]

gave up on trying to beat the furry allegations they're all anthros now ✌

if u like my art and are interested in commissioning me check out the commissions info in my pinned post

[destiel-wings]

Just curious are you more Fred x Wesley or Fred x Gunn or are you like you like them at different times

I'm definitely team Fred & Wesley!! I've been waiting for them to get together from the very first moment (and they also are one my all time favorite ships), but I have to say that Fred & Gunn are really cute together. I love how she managed to bring out his soft side 💛 The first time i watched the show i didn't appreciate Fred x Gunn enough cause i was longing for Fresley to happen, but i did reevaluate them later. I feel like both ships make sense in different ways, but Fred & Wesley are more alike and compatible in a way that's deeper.

Like, the thing is, Fred and Gunn is mainly an unproblematic ship. They work well together and connect on a lighter level, whereas Fred and Wesley... there's angst. Oooh, the angst. And also, I don't know if you have watched the show already or if it's the first time, but in season 4 it becomes clear that Fred has another side that's a lot more complex (and a bit darker, in a way) and Gunn doesn't get that side so well. Plus, other stuff happens in the plot and the angst that follows forever sealed it for me. I'm an angst girlie, what can i do.

[vampandvisiongirl]

Spin the Bottle (ATS)

Spin the Bottle 4x6 on Angel is HILARIOUS. 14 year old me thought it was hilarious and I still do, 21 years later! It's a nice break from the "doom & gloom" that's been going on. Some comedy gems:

Cordelia crying over her hair

Gunn: *saying his name* Gunn.

Wesley: *ducks* Where? LOL

Wesley being absolutely terrified of his wrist stakes LOL and then his whole fighting stance "karate'"

Fred mimicking Wesley's fighting and saying "I didn't get one."

Cordelia looking at her breasts: I have filled out

Fred: & *looks down* I guess I'm not gonna LOL

Liam/Angel: I'm invisible!

Liam/Angel running back inside after seeing the cars "demons!"

Wesley falling down the stairs for no apparent reason. LOL

What comedic gold! I dont know how any of them got through it. I can see David about to lose it in the scene where Fred asks if he has weed and when Cordelia is just screaming in his face.

[thedeathscar]

Queer Fred Burkle

Ok, so it's pretty clear that Fred was crushing on Willow when she came over in Angel season 4 (and Willow was just a little smitten too) but do you ever think that maybe she just has random crushes on girls sometimes but doesn't realize they're crushes. Like Faith came in earlier and Fred is just like "omg she's gorgeous!!!!!!" and even though she's a little scared she knows Faith is Angel's friend so just gets to know her a little bit. And they talk for a little bit and Fred's just so in love but so unaware. Fastforward to Cordelia coming back in season 5 and Fred's just "I didn't remember her being THAT amazing". And she's talking about it to Spike later and he's all like "too bad you never got around to dating" and Fred just freaking out. Spike then proceeds to talk her through his brain and she eventually lands on that she "might maybe probably possibly be bi". Spike then says that he's the same, so is Drusilla. Fred then asks about Angel and Spike says to him and Darla. And that's how Fred learns that she's bi. She keeps this to just her and Spike for a while and then tells Lorne on a drunken night with an absurd amount of thai food to which he responds "4/7, wonder who's next." She tells Wesley and he's mostly chill, though it does make him doubt their relationship possibilities a bit more (though unfounded). When she tells Gunn he just goes "yeah, I figured." She does tell angel but in a bit of a roundabout way so he doesn't really get it. It's Lorne that mentions it at some point that makes him finally clock on. Harmony is the last to find out, and feels very left out, even though Fred could swear she told her.

[lezbogosian]

Cordelia having literally no friends except Wes and Angel,,, which doesn’t count since they’re family,,. hjmmmb god. god.

[on-this-day-btvs]

February 12, 2003

Calvary aired for ATS season 4, episode 12. Gunn and Fred end their relationship. (They are shown above in happier times.) Also Cordelia (left) and Lilah (right) meet for the last time. This would be one of Lilah's last appearances. She would appear in three more episodes, all in S4.

[reallyreal-madeingold]

spangel, wesleygun, wesleycordelia, cangel and the angel investigations polycule for the ship bingo? obviously you can pick out of the list or do them all up 2 u!!

Spangel: My Spangel brainrot is so bad, I want that ship in episodes that have neither Spike nor Angel in them.

Wesley/Gunn: I will make them cute, and send them on dates!

Wesley/Cordelia: Not my fav ship. But. I rarely see it endgame in a fic! I'm not seeking it out but it'd be cool to see more of it.

Cangel: Not my fav but I do respect it.

AI polycule: There's several versions of it, personally I'm kinda partial to early Angel/Cordy/Doyle, but in all variations, they're 100% devoted to each other.

[starryeyesxx]

[vampandvisiongirl]

Omg. *cries* its true because Angel would be the one with low battery and all the missed calls.

if angel investigations had iphones... (template)

[romeactivelycries]

Note: First post 😳😳😳 Sorry if this is bad yall i literally havent written for like 3 years and its proofread by me myself and I but inspired by Angel ep 2x9 angel goes undercover and you walking in on a meeting with demons

Pairing: Angel x Reader

Request: Nopee

Gender: Hopefully neutral 🤞 (lemme know if i fucked up)

Warnings: 18+, some biting and blood but nothing crazy just like vampires u know 🥴

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A yawn broke your daze as you glance over at Wesley turning the page to some demon grimore, hand covering his mouth as he glances at Cordy filing her nails instead of the papers in front of her. This awful torture had lasted all morning and well into the afternoon, research and books and files and guess what? Even more research!!

Groaning you slam your book closed, folding your arms on top of it and laying your head down on them as you mumble out a string of profanities and grievances to no one in particular.

“Got anything?” Wesley grumbles closing his own book and pushing it aside in favor of his now cold cup of tea.

“Just a headache,” you whine. You guys were trying to find out what powers were being held inside an amulet the demon of the week was wearing. It had given him enough strength to take out you, Gunn, and Wesley, he probably would have killed you all if Cordy didn’t have a vision leading Angel to drive by and pick you up. So now he was out scouting for the demons while the research led to dead end after dead end.

“I think I might go for a walk, maybe get us coffee,” you headed towards the doors grabbing your pager off the charging dock and shrugging on your jacket.

“Oo yes! Coffee sounds perfect!” Cordelia perked up, looking at Wesley who nodded in agreement. “Two mochas please!”

You move to open the front door when everyone’s pagers go off, glancing down you all read the message from Angel. It’s a location and the name of the amulet you’ve been searching for information on.

“We can finally focus our research! This is great, Cordelia can you-“ Wesley glances over at you looking at the pager and then meeting your eyes, he instantly knew. “Y/n don’t-“

You smile, running out the front door before he got the chance to tell you not to rush in head first. You were tired of the research, it was time to meet up with Angel.

By the time you reached the location it was nightfall. There was a hidden door in the alley between a nightclub and a liquor store, a brick wall amongst the cobblestone one, and when you knocked three times it slid open. Almost too easy.

As you walked through the door slide closed behind you and various half-burned candles were illuminating the staircase you descended. Looking around the small room you see 5 demons sitting around a table, one by one looking up at you.

Perhaps you had made a slight mistake.

“Look what we have here boys,” One of them begins to say, you glance over at them and see the amulet hanging around their neck. At least you were at the right place?

The demons all move to lunge at you, but before they get the chance the one sitting closest to you stands, chair shrieking as it scraps across the floor.

“This one’s mine,” He’s at your side before you can even blink. Angel. You open your mouth to say something but his eyes warn you not to as his face contorts into its vampiric appearance and he smiles, making a big show for the audience behind you. “Scream for us now.”

You feel his teeth before you even register them pricking into your neck, body paralyzed in fear as Angel moans at the taste of your blood on his tongue. Your eyes fill with tears as your body goes cold, the demons behind you grinning as they cheer him on, yet you can’t hear a sound. It’s almost pleasant to feel it all slip away, as Angel holds you in his arms, withdrawing his teeth as he gently guides you to the floor.

“Stay here, pretend to be dead please.” His voice is a stark contrast to the one he was putting on before as he turns back the demons.

Everything after is a haze, you remember seeing him tear the amulet from the first guy and putting it on himself, before turning to slay the rest of the demons. You can feel his arms wrap around you as he pulls you against his chest, whispering apologies and sweet words as he carries you through the night back to the motel.

You wake up to a train passing by, the horn blaring you from the warm comfort of sleep into the cold of night. Your hand finds its way to your neck, gently gliding over the mark left by Angel’s teeth as your memories flood back to you. Sitting up, you quickly slid out of bed and down the hall, your hands gliding along the walls and wooden doors. You had to see him, see Angel.

213, 215, 217.

You twist the knob, finding the door unlocked as you open it. Angel is sitting in his chair in the corner, turning from looking at the window to you as you close the door behind you. You both go to speak at the same time, saying each other’s name, and he motions for you to go first.

“Angel, I-“ you don’t even know what to say. Thank you? It’s okay? I’m sorry?

“I know,” he moves from his spot by the window over to you, reaching for your hand and gently pulling you to sit with him on the foot of the bed.

His hand trails up to your neck, brushing his fingers along the marks, closing his eyes and leaning his head against yours.

“Do you wanna do it again,” your voice is soft and it snaps him out of his trance as he just looks at you mouth agape, eyes flitting between back and forth between yours. “I want you to, if you want to, but if you don’t I understand-“

His fangs cut you off as they sink into your neck again. That pleasurable pinch of teeth against skin as he laps at the blood that pools there. It’s more gentle this time, more angelic, he rubs soothing circles on your shoulder and pulls back after such a short taste.

“I’m sorry,” he begins, just the faintest whisper as his lips hover near yours. Cradling his face with your hand, your bring your thumb up to his lips swiping away the remains of your blood that stained the corners of his mouth.

It’s as if your on autopilot as he opens his mouth slightly to capture your thumb, his eyes never leaving yours as he sucks and swirls his tongue around it. When you pull your thumb free, there’s just a brief moment where the world stops turning. The air is still and you can both hear your heartbeat. Once. Twice.

His lips are on yours as it skips the next beat, hands tugging at your sides as he pulls you to straddle him. You gasp at the sudden movement letting him take control of the kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth and moaning as you entangle with one another. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding onto him as his kisses trail down your cheek and neck, bruising a path leading to his bite.

You both know it can’t go further, that it’s already gone too far, but neither can let go as he pulls you in to another intoxicating kiss. You rock your hips against him, feeling his hard on pressing against your sweet spot as you continue to roll your hips and moan into his mouth. He responds with the same urgency, hands tugging at your waist as he grinds up into you, soft moans escaping from his lips.

“Angel,” your voice is a broken whimper as you continue to press into him, trying to get as close as you possibly can. You feel his body shake and writhe the way yours does as you desperately grind against one another. “Please.”

Your not even sure what you’re asking for, but he takes it as an invitation to bite down on your neck once more and he pulls you down against him, rutting up into you as he openly moans and whines against your neck, desperately sucking and biting at whatever he can find. Your hands find their way to the nape of his neck and tangle in his hair pulling his head back as you both see stars, lazily falling back onto the bed and panting against one another.

“You’re not gonna go all crazy town on me now right?” Although you’re mostly joking there’s a hint of concern lacing your words as you pull back gently to look Angel in the eyes.

“I guess since my dick stayed in my pants we’re good,” he pants out, smiling down at you before his face contorts into one of concern.

You sit up, hand pressed against his chest as he continues to stare at you, “What is it you’re scaring me.”

“I fear Cordy and Wesley might think the opposite.” He gestures to the small mirror on the desk across from his bed and you rush over to it, catching your reflection your eyes go wide at the state of your neck. It almost looks like a rabid dog attacked you the way it’s covered in bite marks and bruises, no amount of make up would be able to cover this up.

Turning back around to him you offer a small smile and bite at your lower lip trying to think of a solution before an idea pops into your head and your smile turns into a grin. “I hear turtle necks are in right now!”