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Part 1 of Tumblr Drabbles
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2025-08-27
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What Has Eight Legs and is Covered in Goo?

Summary:

After fighting a giant spider demon, Buffy, Spike, Cordy, and Angel are covered in ichor. With her mom's remaining decor at risk, Buffy decides that a group shower is the only reasonable solution.

Notes:

This was based on a Tumblr prompt from xaernofnbe, who requested this poly ship and the one-word prompt "spider." I initially planned for it to be a traditional drabble but, with four people to write about, it made sense to expand to a double drabble.
Title suggested by my good friend and sometime beta thenewbuzwuzz. This fic itself is unbeta'd. I mean, it's a drabble.
If you would like to follow me on Tumblr or request a drabble of your own, I can be foud at acaseofthewiggins.
And this is a continuity light fic, but I still have a few continuity notes at the bottom if you want to read them.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

There was spider goo. Buffy and Spike had been “patrolling” when they’d been surprised by Angel and Cordy. There’d been a vision, a spider queen rising below the Sunnydale Mall. Then with the demon fighting. And the goo. Orange ichor, ruining her mom’s surviving carpets. Buffy shoved everyone into the sole shower, not stopping to think about tense mix of secret lover, ex-lover, and former frenemy.

There were naked, de-gooed bodies. There was Spike, insinuating. Angel, jealous. They seemed to want to fight and fuck in equal measure, and Buffy acted on impulse. She kissed Angel. When Spike spluttered with wounded pride, she kissed him too. Cordy grabbed Angel and Spike multitasked, kissing Buffy and reaching to tweak Angel’s muscular ass.

There was her bed. Angel and Spike falling onto it, aggressively making out, Cordy pushing Buffy down and giving her a firm, decisive kiss. It was nice: plump lips, a hint of teeth. Buffy gasped into Cordy’s mouth as someone, Angel she thought, lifted her leg to nibble along its length while someone else, definitely Spike, nipped her inner thigh.

There were eight legs, eight arms, four bodies—tangling, embracing.

Buffy had never been so grateful for demon goo.

Notes:

For the purposes of this fic, Angel has no soul curse, but Buffy and Angel's original relationship ended at about the same time and for similar reasons as canon.
And in case you wondered where Dawn or Willow were during all this, just imagine that Willow was making up for her previous disasterous attempt to take Dawn out to a movie.

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