Basically, Angel comes to help Spike after he escapes from the Initiative, getting a call from Giles/a vision from Cordelia, because he's my blorbo and needs some love <3
Part 2
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Cordelia had never really been afraid of Angel's driving before, he had a good few years on her in terms of experience. However, speeding so fast that the desert was more of a long dark tan blur was...unsettling, and a look in the backseat only confirms the speed is terrifying. Wesley gripped the backseat with one hand, the other clinging to the door so tight his knuckles were white as he tried to focus on anything that wasn't the blurred landscape.
Angel wasn't concerned as much as the others were, a sign noting Sunnydale was soon in their sights flashing by as he kept speeding towards the town he didn't think he'd be seeing so soon.
"So, how do you know Spike won't just try and kill you?" Cordelia half-yelled as the town began to appear before them.
"Oh, he will." Angel knows Spike, has for a long time, and just how much of a bastard he could be. "Or, I think he'll try."
"This chip may prevent that." Wesley piped up, finally releasing the seat when Angel finally slowed down to a reasonable speed.
"Mhm." Angel's grip tightened on the wheel, and he forced himself to relax as they headed for Giles' place. "The cooler still cold?"
"Yes Angel, as it shall remain until we break the seal." Wesley glanced over at a cooler in the foot well, filled to the brim with fresh blood.
"Good, good." Angel sighed as he cruised familiar streets, finally parking outside Giles' neighborhood, raising an eyebrow when Wesley all but bolted from the car. "What?"
"He's probably worshipping stable ground after your atrocious driving." Cordelia smiled, having also quickly unbuckled and gotten out with a relieved sigh.
'What she said." Wesley mumbled, watching Angel stop long enough to lock the car before he was gone in the blink of an eye. "Ruddy vampire speed...should we stay here? I doubt Spike is here, by the cooler he left behind, and he may need our encouragement and support."
"No, get your bag before he comes back." The other shook her head, moving for the trunk. "Giles said Spike was pretty bad, and just having us with our beating hearts and pumping blood will not help."
"....right, fair point." Wesley moved to assist, pausing only to move the cooler to the passenger seat. By the time they've gotten their bags out Angel appears on the hood of his car, thumb tapping against the warm metal nervously.
"Giles said he'll have us tonight, we'll update you later." Cordelia smiled, circling the car to give Angel a small hug. "Good luck with Spike, I'm going to source out the blood scene here...just in case."
"...thanks." Angel looked uncomfortable with the contact, but reached up with his free arm to pat her hand before Cordelia let him go. "Be safe, okay?"
"Always."
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Angel is surprised the mansion he used to stay in is still there.
He's positive the Initiative would know about it, but a scan of the area after parking his car out of sight revealed no soldiers or devices of any kind. He's not oblivious to the quiet scuffling of someone inside his former home, however, and after grabbing some things from the trunk and the cooler, Angel heads inside. The scuffling stops entirely the moment he heaves the door open with his shoulder, and after closing the door, he drops his bags.
"I'm walkin' in slowly, so try not to jump at me like a feral cat or something." It's silent, big shocker there, and the older vampire progresses further into the house. Spike should have said something by now as Angel looked around, finally zeroing in on some disturbed dust leading towards the basement, and Angel went down maybe one step before the smell of antiseptic and other nasty things laced the air. "Spike?"
There is no answer, and Angel moves faster this time.
The first thing he sees is Spike's beloved duster on the ground, two large holes dragged down the back, and Angel can feel dried blood around the holes when he picks up the familiar leather. "Okay, Spike, where are you?"
Again, there is silence.
Angel's face shifts with a deep breath, and tilts his head when he hears sudden scuffling coming from his left. "Spike..."
He's not expecting the visceral snarl before he's suddenly knocked to the floor, snatching a pale fist before it connects with his face as Spike pins him to the floor with his other hand, crouched over the other man. Whatever retort he had died on his lips when Angel took one look at the other vampire, gut coiling at his condition.
Spike looked like shit.
No, scratch that, worse than shit. He's a shade or two paler than normal, which while that's a feat in and of itself, the grey veins all over exposed arms and bits of his face that weren't covered in nasty bruises were not normal. Nor were the reddened eyes that focused on everything yet nothing, chipped teeth bared as he hissed at his grandsire in warning or fear, Angel couldn't tell.
"Spike, listen to me." Angel watches dulled blue eyes dart around before staring at his face, and it's a start. "You're going to let me go, right now." There's a quiet growl in response to his words, but the arm pinned to the floor is slowly released as Spike backpedals before Angel can open his mouth, scrambling back until he's clear across the room pressed against the wall. Angel's seen that sort of behavior before, sitting up and shimmying out of his coat, tossing it just far enough to land at Spike's feet.
"Put it on, you're freezing." Slowly getting up and onto his feet, Angel watched as Spike stared at the jacket with a head cocked to the side, a trembling hand reaching out and poking it before whipping it back, as if expecting pain. When none makes itself known, Spike snatches the warm fabric and pulls it around his shoulders like a blanket, snarling when the now human-faced Angel approaches with a box.
"I have blood." The seal Wesley had conjured a few hours ago breaks when the lid is lifted, and the older vampire grabs the closest packet before closing the lid, turning to the cowering vampire. "O Neg, your favorite." He's fairly surprised when Spike scoots away from him, backing himself into a corner while eyeing the blood bag like it was going to stake him at any second.
Angel doesn't like the fear in his eyes.
"Okay, it's okay." Angel turned back to the cooler and set the bag inside, digging around to find a glass bottle he'd stuffed inside just in case they needed a small container for...well, at the time he hadn't been sure. However, he wasn't going to complain, filling it up from the blood in the packet before turning to Spike. He's properly put the coat on during his quick transfer of blood, and Angel can only hope the other doesn't tear any holes in it as he approaches Spike, kneeling down when he's close enough to hold out the bottle.
"Drink."
Spike stares at the bottle, then Angel, then back at the bottle over and over for a few minutes, before after what feels like an eon he snatches the bottle and downs it. It's a messy affair, Spike's hands trembling enough to cause some blood to drip down his chin, and as much as Angel would like to help, he knows for a fact the smaller man would try and rip out his throat, so he doesn't. The bottle is cradled to Spike's chest when he finishes, Spike burrowing himself into the large jacket as if it was going to hide him away from the world.
"It's okay, it'll be alright."
Angel shudders when he feels the familiar presence of Angelus surface from the dark depths of their shared mind, watching as Angel picks up his progeny and heads for the upper floor of the mansion. Spike is deposited on the couch so Angel can start a fire, moving to the bedroom afterward to shake off the dust and cover the bed with fresh sheets he'd brought from L.A.
"I can feel your anger," Angel murmurs to the empty room, cracking his neck when he receives an almost imperceptible growl from somewhere in the back of his mind. "For once, I agree. As much as Spike has been a pain in the fucking ass, he didn't deserve what he got, and I'm not leaving this shithole until I find who did this."
The beast fades away, but Angel knows it won't be for long, able to feel the thrumming of anger under his skin as he goes back for Spike. The pale man doesn't register being picked up, Angel shakes his head as Spike is laid on the bed, pausing to throw the blanket over the sleeping male before letting Spike have the room to himself.
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Spike slept for a solid 48 hours, Angel dropping in every few hours to force blood down the Brit's throat. Some color has returned to, his admittedly already pale skin, and the rim around his eyes looks like a pale sunburn rather than the effects of starvation. It's better than nothing the older vampire supposed, eventually heading out to pick up more blood for the both of them. It felt strange stalking the streets of Sunnydale after all this time, ignoring the flashes of fear from various demons as he collected the blood he needed from the few sources dotted around town. Eyes are watching as he takes the time to stop at some clothing stores, the duffel bag he'd brought full to the brim by the time he'd checked off his list and headed back for the large home.
Spike is waiting for him.
He's perched on the back of the couch, those dulled eyes sizing Angel up as he slowly sets his bag down.
"Someone's up."
Spike doesn't respond, he just watches.
"Well, I got you some clothes and stocked up on blood, so you're welcome." Angel crossed his arms over his chest, unsure if Spike was even registering what he was saying. "Even scored some of that black nail polish you like, because I'm nice like that."
Spike raises an eyebrow as he scowls, and Angel rolls his eyes.
"That's something, I guess." No longer worried about the other lashing out, Angel scoops up the bag and heads for the kitchen, able to feel Spike's stare as he moves. "The Initiative-" The word is barely past his lips when there's a snarl, and Angel barely has enough time to chuck the bag on the counter before Spike tackles him to the floor, and Angel wishes the floor was carpeted as he slams into concrete.
"You will not send me back!"
It's a frenzied thing that forces its way out of Spike's mouth, and Angel lies completely still as the younger vampire pins him down, eyes darting around the room as he keeps low to the floor.
"They won't find you." Spike snarls again, focusing on Angel's face with an angry look. "They won't touch you."
"That's all they want, touch and take." Spike jerks away, crouching at Angel's feet while hugging himself. "I can't touch them the bloody bastards."
"What do you mean?" Angel can feel Angelus slowly rise again as he sits up, Spike trembling as he curls in on himself.
"Somethin' is in me 'ead, I can't fight, can't hunt, can't feed." Taking a deep breath for a heart that no longer beats, Angel scoots closer, blue eyes looking over before either could blink. "I'm so hungry..."
"I know." Angel sets one of his hands on Spike's shoulder, the other freezing as he stares at the man who shouldn't be this kind, this close, this bloody nice.
Falling into the waiting embrace was never so easy, and Spike decides that oblivion is a nice treat, going limp in familiar arms. He wouldn't be surprised if he never awakens, but just for a selfish moment his grandsire is there to protect him, and it makes the pain lessen just a little bit.
Angel is not as calm, carrying Spike back to the couch and setting him down before grabbing his phone. It takes him a second to pull up Cordelia's number (he still hates these things, if only she let him cast a communication spell) and dial, pacing back in forth in front of the fireplace until she answers.
"Hey, boss man."
"I want to talk to that Riley kid, and I want to talk to him yesterday."
"Okie dokie, just promise me you won't try and kill the guy?"
"...."
"Oh man." Cordelia looks over from her spot on Giles's couch, at Riley and Buffy sitting together at the table and chatting with quiet voices about something.
Angel was pissed, so this kid was screwed.
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greetings everypony, it is I Nemo Jokard. I come offering my fancures for the fancuries .
Here are my main fanseries:
Nature Shift! Precure
The Four Seasonal Kingdoms of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter lived in harmony, protected by the precures. Until one of them went rogue. Regalia, the Winter precure, along with some other rogues, attacked the kingdoms with these monsters called Heartaches. The only one who can help them now is the Princess of Spring, Tupper who holds the 3 remaining seasonal keys. Can she find the new precure? (I don’t know, CAN SHE??)
Ayame Mizuki/Cure Vernal
Our resident pink cure of the team, she is spring themed. Ayame is a reserved girl who isn't great at socializing. She's a little lazy and tends to procrastinate, but she's trying to change that. She also panics on a daily basis and is in a constant state of screaming inside her head.
Kaori Natsumi/Cure Solstice
Our orange cure who is summer themed! Kaori is bright, energetic and seems to always be moving. She is kinda unreliable though and tends to forget things easily. She has a big sweet tooth and has a family sweets store called Natsumi♡Pastry. She's an optimist and can kinda annoy her teammates with her constant positive attitude. She has a bit of a competitive side.
Etsu Akino/Cure Fall (tumblr hates yellow)
Etsu is the yellow cure and mom friend. She's the one helping the other cures with their homework, scolding them, and discouraging them from doing bad things. Although she isn't without fault. She's very hardworking, which is good, but is prone to burning herself out with all nighters and club activities. She also tends to be the most passive agressive person ever. She learns to balance her life and leave time for herself.
Tulipa 'Tupper' Flora Leis Fleur Bouquet Laverne
Tupper is a meanie. She usually bosses the cures around and comes up with the strategies. She also gives the cures a lot of sass and criticizes their flaws. She obviously cares about them, she just sucks at showing it.
The fanseries themes are seasons, friendship, and change.
This was my first ever fanseries and I’ve probably done the most for this one. I’ve written ten episodes for them that you can read on Ao3 and wattpad ! (A rewrite of chapter 1 and chapter 11 are in the works !!)
Ahoy! Pirate Precure
About nine years ago, Umi Ishikawa met a mermaid! She's been obsessed with them ever since then and still carries the gift that the mermaid gave her. When her gift happens to be a treasure from the Cordelia Kingdom, she is hunted for theft. Suddenly a crab and parrot are talking and wait, is she transforming?!
Umi Ishikawa/Cure Ness
Umi is an airhead that is infatuated with mermaids. She's always wanted to live in the ocean. The mermaid obsession started probably when her parents went on a cruise and she was all alone by herself. Then suddenly she came face to face with a real mermaid. No one believes her tho. She loves swimming and wishes to live in the sea one day.
Yuzu Egawa/Cure Citrus
Yuzu is a sour girl who doesn't like much of anything. She's ready to sass anyone and everyone. Because of this she doesn't have many friends and throws herself in her studies as a result. She tends to be a know-it-all. Apparently she loves visiting the aquarium in her free time.
Nyoko Izumi/Cure Aurorus
Nyoko is a spoiled girl with a rich background. She's pretty annoying and tends to brag about her money. She's also very very competitive when it comes to swimming and often her & Umi compete. She's also a sore loser.
Shelly
The old advisor for Cordelia Kingdom. She's strict and crabby.
Parry
A parrot with powerful magic. It helps the cures in battle or sometimes it mocks them. Whatever Parry feels like doing.
The motif of this series is pirates and the main theme is treasuring life.
I don’t know when I’ll do more for this fanseries since it was originally made as a joke, but I might write it some day!
Beauty Guru Precure
The Queen of the Glamour kingdom was the Super Instant Influencer. She stood strong until the scandals attacked. She was dethroned, and in her last stitch efforts to pass on her wisdom, was to pass on her legendary Make Up Pallet to the Precure to fight the scandals. She handed it to Pinkity Drinkity her trusty snake.
Tomoko Ayano/Cure Guru
The first girl to awake as a Precure. Tomoko is an airhead with a bit of an ego. Her teammates keep her check. She isn't very smart, but tries her best! She's really into makeup and likes to experiment with different kind of looks. She transforms with the Aerie Lip gloss into Cure Guru. At first scared of Pinkity Drinkity and still kinda is. Lovingly calls the snake "Pinky."
Keiko Arai/Cure Blush
The second girl to awake as a Precure. Keiko easily embarrassed and has a short temper. She enjoys studying and has a one sided rivalry with Kagami. With the Periwinkle Compact, she transforms into Cure Blush. She loves Pinkity Drinkity to a fault. She calls her "Pink-chan."
Aimi Hitomi/Cure Shadow
The third person to awake as a Precure. She seems to keep to herself a lot and has a bad habit of bottling everything inside. Although when they are with Tomoko and Keiko, she seems to turn into a different person who can't keep their mouth shut. She transforms with the Goth Pallet into Cure Shadow. They so not lovingly refer to Pinkity Drinkity as Future Soup.
Kagami Ayano/Cure Cosmetic
Technically the actual first one to awaken. She helps the girls in a pinch, but always seems to keep her distance. She doesn't seem to want to get closer to any of the girls. An exception to this is Cure Guru, which the girls and Pinkity Drinkity find strange. (Of course this is because she’s Guru's twin sister, but shhhh, they don't know that.)
Pinkity Drinkity
The girls’ trusty snake partner in crime. She ventured out to find the legendary Precure and now that she found them, she’s a bit worried. She thinks the girls are too young to be fighting Madam Masquerade’s Scandals and fears for their safety. On the other hand though, she knows that the only thing she can really do is guide them as Precure.
Dragon Drinkity
Dragon Drinkity just screams a lot. She sometimes says wise things, but completely cracks under pressure. She was sent first to find the Precure of Lipstick and the Precure of Nail Polish.
The motifs of this series are angels and make up. The themes of this series are inner beauty and love.
This series also kind of started off as a bit of a one off thing. Might also get written someday but no promises!!!
Sew Magical
This fanseries is a crossover between lalaloopsy and precure! It admittedly no longer has a plot anymore but I did make some cute designs .
Live Laugh Love! Precure
Kasumi Ieiri is used to her simple life with her father where it's just the two of them against the world.. Well until it wasn't. Suddenly there's this whole new marriage and there's three random kids living with them! Tsumugi, one of the kids, is the same age as her, but that's where the similarities end. Tsumugi is quiet and you can never really tell what she's thinking. Kasumi is anything but quiet and is easily read.
However these two supposed sisters are now forced to work together when a monster comes marching at their front door and is terrorizing a poor helpless mascot who drops two items that resemble mood rings. The mood rings then fly onto Kasumi and Tsumugi, recognizing them as Precure! Kasumi transforms into Cure Haven and Tsugumi into Cure Comedy. They manage to defeat the monster and rescue the mascot! Who seems a little mortified about this whole development..
Omg new Nemo fanseries !? Admittedly this is kind of the first time im mentioning them and I haven’t thought abt them for a hot minute 👁️👄👁️💧 But perhaps I will work on them some day! Might even get around to drawing them. I really like duo seasons.
(the order is Kasumi, tsumugi, cure haven, and cure comedy)
Their only theme is Live, Laugh, Love.
And that’s all, folks!
I recycled a whole lot of it from last time but I hope you at least consider nominating me :]
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