↳ Indie ver. of Angel/Angelus "In 243 years I've loved exactly one person..." ✟ Veteran Roleplayer ✟ MS/MV/Bisexual + Canon/AU ✟ MDNI (21+ RP) ✟ Lengthy/Slow Responses ✟ Timeline/AU Flexible ✟ Crossover Friendly ✟ Ships w/ Chem #Buffy #Angel #Supernatural #TVD

https://t.co/bDrmk6iOeB

🤝🏻💘

/ i felt that!! i do love long replies but i try to keep them short too 😅And Angel is also being unreasonable so i get it 100%

/ jeez that was...really long and im so sorry for that yap fest

ear and flashed a smile at Buffy before he spoke into the phone. "Hello?"

the phone startled me. Bet you never seen me jump like that before." He awkwardly laughed and he was so glad he couldn't blush. Coughing, Angel excused himself to get the phone. Feeling a little embarrassed by the jumpiness. Grabbing the black phone, Angel held it to his (c)

close. Then suddenly Angel was startled out of his reverie by the sound of something ringing. The vampire actively jumping backwards. Letting Buffy go, he searched for the source and found it was his phone ringing. Which made Angel curse under his breath in Gaelic. "Sorry (c)

so much. Angel's gaze traveled to hers and he swallowed. The words 'Oh god' replaying in his over and over again. His eyes went to her lips then back again to her eyes. "Yeah Buffy...?" Angel whispered back and he was tempted to kiss her. She was in his arms and she was so (c)

her on pure instinct and he could feel the softness of her shirt. And her blonde hair brushing against his arm. He couldn't remember the last time he held her. And he missed it. The scent of her shampoo and perfume was sending memories through his mind. Oh god he missed her (c)

was glad for once in his unlife, that his heart didn't beat. Or he wasn't able to blush. Because Buffy would feel his heart hammering in his chest. He could feel her warm breath against the fabric of his shirt. The way her hands were on his chest. His arms had gone around (c)

chase that line of thinking. He couldn't chase the memories of Angelus, what he did to her when he lost his soul. Forcing the memories away, Angel's mouth to say something when she suddenly collided into his chest. Had he been standing that close and not realized it? Angel (c)

design has never been my strong suit. Its got that classic broody charm." Angel weakly joked and his thoughts went back to the Sunnydale apartment. And a pang of sadness tore through his heart. So many memories were spent there. And that was the night when-- No! He couldn't (c)

could attempt it. At least let know he would always be here if she needed him. "Of course, just call me and we could meet up anytime you wanted." He whispered and he looked down. He shuffled and watched her as she looked around his apartment. "Thanks though interior (c)

a place in hers, no matter how small? Shaking his thoughts away, Angel smiled softly at her and he nodded. It would be nice, is it so wrong to still consider her a friend? Or try to? 'You'll never be friends.' Spike's words rang out in his head and Angel sighed. No, but he (c)

to be foolproof. But Angel still cared about her. And he wanted her to know this. That she still meant something, still had a place in his life. But Angel couldn't help the feeling bubbling up that felt like bitterness. Not towards her, never her. Wondering if he still had (c)

Angel mentally cursed, he couldn't believe he said that out loud. But when it came to Buffy, he couldn't hide anything from her. And he meant those words. She was welcome here, even if they were supposed to keep their distance. Move on. That was the plan and it was supposed (c)

https://t.co/yVjeeKsRq2

/ i think i got my replies out but if anyone wants to interact with angel ill be lurking <3

you can tell xander harris genuinely thinks he deserves to live

Angel rubbed his neck and laughed awkwardly before he gently tugged her deeper into his apartment. Closing the door behind them. Then he let her go as he faced her again. "Truthfully? I would like it if you did. Nothing wrong with just visiting each other. And catching up."