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mirkwoodshewolf · 1 year

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Best support friend; Rocket raccoon x gn reader

*Author’s note*

A double update? No get out of town! Truthfully I was gonna save posting this fic up once I got a Jack Kline request that has been sitting in my inbox collecting dust for almost a year or however long ago it was but I decided idk when I’ll post it up so I decided to just go ahead and post this fic up and hopefully I’ll do the Jack Kline one in the next week or so (it’s like 75% done).

So @itsscromp here is your new Rocket raccoon request.

Warnings: abuse, fluff, panic attacks, angst, protective Rocket, swearing, clueless ravagers.

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@psychosupernatural

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@queen-paladin

@queensdivas

@gay-and-ready-to-cry

@austynparksandpizza

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“NONE OF THIS WOULD’VE HAPPENED IF YOU HAD JUST LET ME TAKE THE REINS FOR ONCE!!” exclaimed a voice.

“Well excuse me for not letting the man with the robotic eyes take the wheel.” Another voice snarked sarcastically. I was passing through Knowhere trying to organize some supplies when I heard the sound of arguing. I followed the voices and there were Ezekiel and Torath.

“Oh no what now?” I muttered as I walked towards them. The two of them continued to argue as I spoke up. “Hey guys.”

“You have any idea what that shrimp Quill is gonna do to us the minute we tell you lost the cargo?” Torath said.

“I lost the cargo? Need I remind you that it was because of your glitchy eyes that you hit the ejector button sending the cargo out into the depths of space!” Ezekiel snapped again at Torath.

“And need I remind you that you are literally the worst pilot in the entire galaxy! I’ve seen beasts with half a brain fly advance ships better than you!”

“Okay guys can we please just….” I tried to cease the argument but the two stubborn, pig-headed men got into a squabble. Fists were flying and swears were spat out. “hey! Hey! Hey! Hey guys stop it! Stop it! Stop it!” suddenly I caught an elbow to the nose which not only sent me to the ground but also in a flashback.

~Flashback~

I fell to the ground as a punch came across my face and I whimpered as I spat out blood.

“Quit being weak Terran! How will you ever grow a backbone if you keep behaving like a sniveling coward!”

“But sir it—” I was kicked in the stomach this time and I let out a soft but painful grunt.

“You tell me it hurts and I swear I will make your next test more painful than the last!” I whimpered and gave him a nod as he forced me to stand back up and told me to stand my ground as he kept punching and kicking me.

~End of flashback~

My chest tightened and my heart pounded against my ears. No I-I wasn’t there! I wasn’t there anymore! I-I have to get out of here! I stood up and took off running as fast as I could. Even when I had ran into someone I didn’t stop, all I knew was that I had to get out of there.

*Rocket’s POV*

I felt someone shove pass me but just before I could snap at them telling them to watch where they were going, I saw the familiar shape of (Y/n). Normally they don’t just run like that unless there’s something wrong or their in a hurry. And they’re usually not in a hurry.

That’s when I heard the sound of Torath and Ezekiel screaming and rolling all over each other in a brawl. I went over to them and called out to them.

“OI SHITS FOR BRAINS!!” but not even my voice could deter them from arguing. I nodded nonchalantly as I took out my electro-shocker gun and activated it. I first aimed it at Ezekiel and fired one shot before firing at Torath. And just like when Groot, (Y/n) and I first hunted down Quill, they both exclaimed as the electro-shock balls stuck to them and they were given a good shock. “Have I got your attention now shitbags?”

“What was that for rodent?” snapped Ezekiel.

“First of all don’t call me a rodent, not when I can give you a second dosage of shocks. Maybe this time I’ll crank it up a notch.” That got him to shut up. “Second of all, why was (Y/n) racing out from your general direction looking upset?”

“(Y/n) was here?” Torath asked as his robotic eyes moved around.

“Yeah she was now answer my question nimrods! What happened?!”

“I didn’t even know that she had even came here.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

“How do you not notice them? They’re the only Terran besides Quill!”

“Wait, is that why my elbow hurts so much?” asked Ezekiel. My ears twitched and I slowly turned towards him, my tail twitching in anger.

“What. Was that. You said?!” I sneered lowly.

“In our squabble, I—I felt my elbow hit something but I—” I didn’t even let him finish as I launched at him and proceeded to beat the shit out of him. Blinded by pure rage.

How dare this son of a bitch hit (Y/n)! She had to live her entire life abused and tortured just to prove that she could enhance her skin into a hard-carbon shield. Had it not been for Groot and I, she would’ve had to spend the rest of her miserable life with that sick, cowardly bastard.

I was deep in my rage that I hadn’t even felt myself being pulled forced away from Ezekiel and Quill’s voice exclaimed.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa Rocket cool it man! Now I don’t know what the hell brought this on but you need to chill out right now!”

“This spineless rat hurt (Y/n)!” I yelled.

“I didn’t know they were even here! We didn’t know they were there!” Ezekiel tried to reason as Torath helped him up.

“With the way you two were bitching at each other you couldn’t see your own noses at the end of your faces!” I managed to wriggle my way out of Quill’s hold and without another word raced off to find (Y/n).

Being reminded of any form of abuse whether it’s done to themselves or they see if, they get triggered by it and let me tell you it gets bad. So bad that they sometimes forget where they are or whose friend of foe. All they see is that damned doctor.

I was asking around hoping that anyone had seen them but they all proved to be a bunch of negligent losers. That was until Mantis had said that she felt their emotions coming from my ship. I raced back to the Milano and soon enough in the main cockpit I found them huddled up, their chest rising up and down at an erratic pace.

I could also hear just how bad their heart was racing and could smell the panicked sweat from not only their brow but also their clammy hands. I walked towards them but didn’t speak, at this point they wouldn’t be able to hear me. But there was one way to pull them out of this…..and Quill or Drax better not be spying on me otherwise I’ll blast them halfway across the quadrant.

I sat as close as I could beside them and first gave their bicep a gentle and affectionate nuzzle. I then placed my paw onto their forearm and using my claws I very gently stroked down the skin of their forearm. Then going back up to the same place where I started before going back down again.

“C’mon (N/n). Come back to me. You can do this.” I muttered before their breathing slowed and they seemed to be coming back down to reality.

*My POV*

It had been forever since I had a panic attack. If I didn’t know what they were, I swear I thought I was dying. My vision was so blurry, I couldn’t even see my own hand in front of my face. There was this high-pitch ringing that was constantly piercing my ears and my body felt paralyzed after I had collapsed into god knows where.

That’s when I felt something furry against my arm. I also felt sharp nails (or claws) gently stroke down my arm. They didn’t hurt but they did send tingles up from my arm to my spine. Slowly the claws kept stroking down my forearm until I lifted it up and found my hand being placed on something soft.

I opened my eyes and after blinking away some of the tears as well as the haze that my vision was making, it began to focus and there I saw Rocket sitting right beside me. His ears slightly bent backward as his eyes were looking at me assuringly and I also saw that my hand was now resting just on top of his head.

He gave me a soft nod and allowed me to stroke through his fur (knowing that it helped calm me down in the past). After petting his head for a few minutes, I was able to unfold my legs from my chest so that they now were fully extended in front of me and I felt the tingling sensation of them falling asleep.

Rocket then rested his upperbody on top of my right thigh and allowed me to continue stroking his fur until I felt a vibration on my thigh. I looked down and as I stroked down Rocket’s neck, I could feel him purring, like actually purring. I didn’t even know he could purr (kinda made me think back to the cats back on Earth).

“I….didn’t know you could purr like a cat.”

“This is a once in a lifetime thing. You speak of this to anyone, especially that stupid mutt Cosmo, I’ll rip your head off.”

“Thank you Rocket. This……means a lot.”

“Been a long time since you had one, figured you’d need something to help calm you down.” Rocket can be gruff and hard on the outside but when he wants to, if you look deep, deep, deep, deep down inside, you’ll find that he’s just a sweet, caring, intuitive creature who will do anything to help you out.

Even if it’s purring like a cat and having someone pet you constantly until they feel centered again. But I wouldn’t have my best friend any other way.

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takenbypeter · 4 months

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Food Not For The Fainthearted

Adam Warlock x reader

Words: 1378

“Okay sit down, but keep your eyes shut,” Adam instructed as he placed you in front of a chair.

Your smile deepened as he did so, clear excitement audible in his words.

Adam has only been on this skull planet for a year now but he hadn’t really made a true friend on this planet until a couple months in when he met you. You made him feel welcomed here. With you he wasn’t at all embarrassed or fearful that you would judge him if he didn’t know a common thing, being that he was only taken out of his pod recently.

One of the things he enjoyed about you was that you truly took the time to explain things to him and then let him analyze things. One of the things he explored with you was food. Now of course Adam knew what food was and its purpose. He just wasn’t aware there was such a variety of sustenance. With you he discovered his likes, dislikes, how to mix some foods together in recipes, it was truly all new to him. But after some time he gained the hang of it.

He was so grateful towards you, which is why he wanted to express his thanks. And he thought, what better way than to cook you a meal. Which is what brought you to where you are now, sitting in front of a meal with your eyes closed. He had no help from you and didn’t even give you a hint as to what the meal was, clearly wanting the dish to remain a surprise…until now.

“Okay open your eyes,” he encouraged and as soon as your lids opened, (after blinking at the sudden light), they shifted downwards towards the plate placed in front of you.

“Chicken stir fry?!” You asked not expecting this type of dish.

“Not just any chicken stir fry. Spicy chicken stir fry,” he corrected, proudly. At the mention of that the crinkle around your eyes relaxed while you tried to keep your smile on display, “oh wow, spicy chicken stir fry…” you repeated.

Yes, you and Adam had tried different foods together and you were the one to introduce him to different spices and such but it seems that he didn’t notice how you never actually ate any of the spicy foods. It wasn’t the fact that you just didn’t like it, it was more of the fact that some of the spicy items would inflame your taste buds which just wasn’t exactly your favorite feeling in the world.

But were you going to tell this poor man who looked just so eager for you to try the first dish he’s ever made? Of course not.

“It looks appetizing,” you stated, which was the truth.

“Thanks, I can't wait for you to try it.”

After making sure you had a glass of water sitting beside you, you stuck the utensil into the dish making sure you got enough. Lifting up the portion you smiled at Adam who was watching you eagerly. And with that final glance you put the portion in your mouth.

It took all of your acting skills, (which wasn’t exactly the best), to give a smile and pretend it was all okay. Granted the food was delicious but you could already feel the heat sticking to the back of our throat.

“Mmm, delicious,” you said, mouth hiding behind your hand as the food just hovered in your mouth. Adam grinned widely as he looked down to take his spoonful. In the split second that he does you're already breathing out hot air, trying to do so subtly.

Obviously there’s no real way of breathing out subtly and Adam picked his gaze back up, looking at you questionably.

You waved your hand at him, “it’s just a little hot.”

“Oh, yeah I added extra sauce cause I really liked the kick it offered when we tried it awhile ago.”

Your eyes widened at the word extra before you composed yourself, “yup that explains it.” You could practically feel the taste buds on the tip of your tongue starting to appear bumpy, while your nose felt as if it had begun to run.

Placing your utensil down you take a sip of water, which of course barely helps, if it does at all. Setting the cup down you mentally give yourself a pep talk, he went to all this effort to make you a meal.

You got your utensil ready taking one more small amount in, of course this just causes more damage to the scene. Quickly swallowing the food, figuring that was better than spitting it out you then grabbed the water before gulping it down leaving just about less than half.

It was when you placed it down and met Adam’s eyes that you realized just how crazy you probably looked.

“Are you okay?” He asked, looking concerned.

You debated for a split second if you should just tell him the truth or pretend everything was okay. You didn’t want to crush his feelings but you didn’t want to burn yourself as well.

You placed your utensil down, a little more aggressively than you expected, but you blame that on the burning sensation, “Adam this meal is delicious. It’s beautiful, so well put together, I love it.”

His body physically perks up at your words, his shoulders straightening out.

“But my body just doesn’t get along well with spicy foods.”

Judging from the expression that overcame his face this seemed like news to him, “what do you mean? We’ve had spicy foods together.”

“Yes…but no,” his eyes looked up in thought clearly trying to recall that day while you continued, “when we tried spicy foods, you ate all the food, I just sort of recommended and watched.”

Adam’s jaw dropped.

“Oh that’s just terrible.”

“It’s fine,” you coughed out, throat hot, “it’s still delicious.”

“No, not the food. The fact that you are always being so kind to me, teaching me my likes and dislikes, and I clearly haven’t been paying any attention to you!”

“Oh please Adam…” you tried to brush off it wasn’t really a big deal.

“No it’s true. I don’t know your likes, your dislikes, I don’t even know you!”

“You know me—“

Adam’s eyes turned into an intense shade of yellow before they practically lasered your plate into dust.

“How dumb must I be that I didn’t even notice you don’t like spicy food!”

Apparently this was hitting him a lot harder than you expected.

“That’s it…” you pushed your napkin to the side as you slammed your hands on the table standing up while you did so. That caused his own tantrum to pause.

“You are not dumb! The fact that you say that infuriates me! You were just excited in trying new tastes that’s all.”

It wasn’t much but that seemed to do the trick as his next words seemed less angry and more disappointed, “I’m just upset because I want to know you. I want to know your likes and dislikes. This whole time I thought we were getting closer but you’ve just been getting closer while I’ve been standing in the same exact spot.”

You hadn’t realized he felt so deeply about this—about you in that way. Maybe he wasn’t the only one who hadn’t noticed things.

“Just cause you don’t know my likes doesn’t mean you don’t know me. You know me Adam…” he still looked dejected, obviously upset about his lack of awareness. “Okay look, you can start learning things about me right now. Better late than never right?”

Adam pondered this over. “Plus you just found out something I don’t like, spicy food!”

His head shifted from side to side mulling this over before ultimately agreeing, “…okay,” he said, a sly smile sneaking its way onto his face.

“There we go, now that's a better attitude,” you grinned before your eyebrows pushed together suddenly focused on the burnt ash on the table. “I know you were upset but you didn’t have to go and burn the food you’ve made, it was still delicious.”

Adam’s smile turned into a more bashful one, “yeah it was a bit dramatic…But come on, let me make you something you will like.”

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inari-zaheer · 11 months

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requesting hcs of nebula pining over female reader please and thank you! set after gotg 3 and reader is one of the teachers who teaches the kids they saved from the high evolutionary

Nebula Pining Over Fem! Reader

Pairing:Nebula x Reader

Tw:Angst with a happy ending

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Ever since the events of the battle against the High Evolutionary, Nebula got way sadder than usual

Sure they saved a bunch of people and lots of civilizations, but right when she was getting used to her lil disfunctional family they decided that they needed some time apart of the group

She helped everywhere she could in Knowhere, from building stuff, to fixing equipment, till a day where Kraglin asked her if she could help with teaching the children the basics of self defense

It was definitely not what she was used to, but coming from a "family" of abuse she understood the importance of it

An that's when she met you!

As she was waiting for her class with the children start, she saw you on one of the windows of the building teaching the children how to comunicate with everyone

From that moment she felt weird, overwhelmed, it was a feeling that she never felt before, and the fact that she didn't knew what it was only made her upset

She was going to pretend that it was nothing, until a day when her session with the kids ended that you went to talk to her

You waited just so you could thank her for what she was doing with the children, because as they were learning your language they were able to tell the horrible things they suffered on the ship

It was a simple thank you, but that didn't help Nebula with her feelings, quite the opposite actually

But after the group kinda dissipated she had no one to talk to

Her sister was not the same she lived with before the battle with Thanos, Quil was back on Terra and the most important person who could maybe help her, Mantis, was somewhere in the space, and it was obvious that Rocket, Groot and Drax where out of question

Every day you would stay to watch the kids you quickly bonded to see their improvement (definitely not for the goddess of a woman who was teaching them that you were slowly caughting feelings for)

Geeting closer to her, telling how cool her abilities were, saying how one day you wanted to be as strong as her

And every day that passed she got more intrigued by her own feelings towards you

Until one day Kraglin was telling her about some movie tapes that Yondu had found for Peter but didn't had the opportunity to give them, so he asked if she could keep them safe on her room till he came back

She wasn't exactly the type to like music or this so called movies, but she was just so bored one day that, when she was sure no one would ever know, she put a movie on the device that Rocket had made for Peter if they ever found one of those

She did not knew or cared about the name of the movie in question, but one of the main themes that kept poping over and over again made her understand everything

It was love!

Oh fuck it was love

Those were her first thoughts when she realized it, immediately turning off the thing and throwing the tape as far as she could

She could not feel love for you, in her head love wasn’t meant for her, she wasn’t worthy of love

But then again, why would you love her? A killer, a destroyer, machine

And after that day, she was not the same again

She asked to change the day of the sessions just so she would not see you, avoided you everywhere in Knowhere, and asked everybody to tell people to just leave her alone

She kept pushing the feeling back, and one day she cried for the second time in her entire life for a person

But she underestimated you

One day you simply showed up at her door, and even when she pretended she was not there you just screamed that you were going to wait

Seeing you really weren’t gonna budge she opened the door for you and saw your state

You looked sad, tired and even a bit sick

She went to ask what did you wanted but was met with a "did i do something wrong?"

Of course she was not understanding, but you just asked why she started avoiding you out of nowhere, almost starting to cry

Then all of the conflicted feelings she was feeling immediately turned into guilt

How could she do something like this to you? To leave you in that state just cause she could not understand what was happening

Then she finally could not wait any longer and told you everything, how she felt about you, how she was scared of those feelings, and how she thought she did not deserve any of what you wanted to give her

You immediately told her that it didn't matter the stuff she had done, the past was in the past and she deserved someone to help her see that things could be great, that she deserved to feel love and be loved

She said she was not used to it, but asked if she could give you a hug

It was kinda akward, but you could see that this was definelly just the beginning of something special between the both of you

#nebula x reader #nebula #nebula mcu #nebula fanfic #nebula my love #guardians of the galaxy fanfic #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy x reader #gotg #marvel #marvel x reader

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coffeeandbatboys · 1 year

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Gravity (Peter Quill x fem!reader)

Request: From @nix-rose-q

Quill x fem!reader friends to lovers? Reader is a guardian and the two just have a silly time dancing till it turns quieter to a slow dance? (she's just as obsessed with music as he is but she's got newer stuff. John Mayer is who i'm obsessed with atm so if it could be one of his songs, that would be great!) If i can add personality, she's an Enfp and a 7 wing 8 enneagram, translates to always keeping everything happy and not ever focusing on uncomfortable stuff, loyal, playful, competitive and sarcastic. (in a nutshell, a female version of Peter)

Warnings: This is pure fluff.

You moved side to side to the upbeat tempo of Southern Nights, Peter stepping around you and trying to convince you to dance.

"Quill, I'm not exactly a dancer." You giggled.

He smirked. "So dance with me. I promise you won't regret it."

You eventually agreed, but shook your head.

"We have to change the music. I can't dance to this."

"C'mon, the song's almost over. Let it play out and then you can pick something." One of his hands lowered to your waist as you danced, while the other clasped around yours.

You nearly stumbled and blushed. He gave you a smug smile.

Oh, the bastard knew exactly what he was doing...

You had harbored a crush on Peter ever since you joined the Guardians, and eventually your friendship had evolved into constant flirting. Rocket was always annoyed with it, but both you and Peter had fun. The two of you worked as a good team, both similar in personalities.

They say opposites attract, but not in this case.

You scrolled until you found the song you were looking for, Gravity, pressing play when the current one had ended.

Returning to your dance partner, He took you in his arms once again and began to sway.

Being this close to him felt...different, and not in a bad way, but it definitely was not casual.

When you looked up, his eyes were trained somewhere on your face. Your heart skipped one, two, three beats, and just about stopped when you both began to lean in.

His lips met yours softly, but desperately as if they had been waiting forever.

“Can we do that again?” you asked shakily, blinking to make sure it wasn't a dream.

He smiled in relief and nodded, leaning in again, placing several smaller kisses to your lips.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that." He breathed, pulling you closer.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to." you teased.

He dipped his head slightly. "So, will you go out with me?"

"On a date? Heck yeah." You cheered.

He pulled you in for another kiss that lasted a few seconds.

"I...love you," he whispered.

You giggled. "I love you too, Star Lord."

#marvel #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill #peter quill x reader #star lord x reader #guardians of the galaxy fanfic #star lord #chris pratt #guardians of the galaxy vol. 3 #guardians of the galaxy vol 3

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mx-pastelwriting · 1 year

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Hello can I pls request yondu x reader when reader surprise him with a strip tease nsfw

Fucking love it!

Yondu Udonta x GN! Reader

Summary: Request up top!

Warning: Smut, Strip Tease, Yondu going crazy, Established Relationship

Minors do not interact!

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Yondu's chest slowly rose, then fell; with his eyes closed, you could hear the soothing sound of his soft breathing. Even with your lower stomach coiling from the dream you woke up from not long ago, it was soothing laying on his chest, taking in his body heat with one of his hands resting on your hip, while the other was gently placed on your arm that was warped around his stomach. Biting your lip at the idea of fulfilling your dream, slowly, you move, straddling his hips with his clothed cock aligned perfectly under you. He stirred in his sleep, feeling something warm pressing against him. You giggled as his beautiful lashes fluttered open. His hand quickly met your hips, squeezing as hard as he would when he fucked you senseless. "Good morning, love," your voice was hoarse, but he didn't mind because all he could think about was you pressing against his hardened cock.

He whispered something you couldn't understand while he shifted his hips, only to cause him to moan out and give a soft gasp before leaving you. "Doll," his voice sounded sexily rasped. God did it make you hot and bothered. His hands traveled up your shirt, pulling it up. "Not yet, Yon." You breathed in, the room filling with Yondu’s heavy breaths. You held yourself up and off of his throbbing cock, which was now met with the cold air of the room; his whine almost sent you over the edge, wanting to forget the dream and fuck him. But the dream was too strong in your mind to give up. You pin his wrists to the headboard before moving your hands to the last button on the bottom of your light blue satin night shirt. Slowly, you unbutton your shirt, allowing him to see your soft, bare skin, which he adored. A groan rumbled from him as his eyes stared intently at the teased opening, making him go crazy. "Enjoy yourself?" He nodded eagerly, not caring to look into your eyes as he was on edge, waiting for your shirt to be off of your body, so he could worship you. One button after the other, his whines got more desperate and loud; you had never seen him this controlled or needy. You softly pressed yourself back down on the tent pitched by his twitching cock. Finally, you reached the last button, and undoing it earned a low growl from him. Moving the shirt down and off your shoulders, posing with your now naked shoulders, making Yondu more aroused just by the sight of them. His hips started to shift more, letting him release the built-up tension against you. Moans erupt from both of you as pleasure builds.You slowly pull the shirt off of your arms and onto the floor, with Yondu’s eyes never taking themselves off of your body. His hands returned to your hips, squeezing them once more before his hips thrust hungrily against you. Finally, you moved back in between his legs, giving him a clear view of you painfully slowly pulling off your underwear. His hand moved to palm his clothed cock, which was higher than the mountains on Terra. His breath hitched at the beautiful sight he had been dying to see all morning. Pulling his throbbing cock from its prison and seeing it all in its blue glory made you shiver with arousal. "Please, doll." That was all you needed to hear before happy taking him in you.

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Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is and grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

#yondu udonta x reader #yondu x reader #yondu udonta #yondu udonta fanfic #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy fanfic

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dindjarin-mandalorian · 1 year

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Broken Hearts and Laser Guns (Yondu x Reader)

A/N: This is one of several completed Yondu fics I wrote a few years ago and found sitting forgotten in a folder on my laptop a couple of months back, and I'm slowly making my way through them to get them all posted eventually. I'm not going to do much editing (just a glance-through to find glaring typos), and I feel like my writing has improved since then, but hopefully they'll be enjoyed. :)

Summary: Reader gets their heart broken and Yondu offers some advice.

Warnings: I don't think there are any, but if I've missed one, just let me know. It's a bit angsty due to a breakup, but nothing too intense.

You peeked your head around the door frame of one of the lounges in the Avengers compound, making sure no one was inside. Breathing a sigh of relief when you confirmed that it was indeed empty, you walked inside and collapsed on one of the couches, scrubbing your face with your hands.

You wanted nothing more than to go to your room, lock the door, and cry in private, but that was out of the question. You still had work to do and you didn’t want to let the rest of the team down just because you were heartbroken. You’d take a quick break to pull yourself together, and then try to focus on work for the rest of the day.

Dating someone who also worked in the compound had seemed like a good idea in the beginning, but after the breakup you quickly realized why it was, in fact, a terrible idea. You wished you could avoid your partner – well, ex-partner – completely, but knew you’d bump into them sooner or later. Sooner, with your luck.

You looked up toward the ceiling, doing your best to keep the tears from streaking down your cheeks. All you needed was for someone to find you crying in the lounge. The Avengers compound held a modicum of professionalism, but news about breakups and broken hearts traveled fast, and you really didn’t want to have to deal with any useless, however well-meant, sympathy from your co-workers.

You heard footsteps coming down the hallway and quickly brushed a couple of lingering teardrops from your bottom lashes, hoping that whoever it was didn’t come into the lounge.

A man strode past, glanced inside, then took a step back so he could lean against the door frame, a look of concern on his blue face. “Somethin’ wrong, Y/N?”

You shook your head and tried to muster a smile. “I’m fine, Yondu, thanks. What are you doing here?”

Yondu pushed away from the door frame with his shoulder, then joined you on the couch. “Me an’ Kraglin are gonna help out with a mission. Tha Avengers needed somebody who could get into some shady space ports, an’, well…”

He shrugged, flashing you a quick grin, and you gave him a small smile in return.

“Well, it’s good to see you.”

“You, too. But ya ain’t foolin’ me by sayin’ yer fine.” He nudged you with his arm. “Out with it.”

You sighed. You couldn’t say that you and Yondu were particularly close, but you’d spent time with him occasionally in the past when he and the other Guardians would show up at the compound for one reason or another.

And you had to admit, talking to someone who wouldn’t judge you sounded nice.

You took a steadying breath then said, “I got dumped today.”

You tried to brush it off with a shrug, but you felt your chin wobble and knew you weren’t going to make it through this conversation without crying. You avoided looking at Yondu’s face, and instead studied your boots, which were intensely interesting all of a sudden.

“Ah, damn. Hate ta hear that, Y/N. Their loss, though.”

You huffed a sardonic laugh. “Yeah, sure.”

“I mean it.”

You shook your head, still avoiding looking in his direction. “I just don’t understand what happened. I thought we were fine, you know?”

Your traitorous eyes began to leak again and you angrily brushed the tears away.

“Yeah, that always makes it harder, when it seems ta come outta nowhere.”

You gave a small nod, now focusing on your hands. You didn’t trust yourself to speak, and Yondu seemed to understand.

“Gotta say, I ain’t been dumped in a while, but that’s only ‘cause I ain’t been in a relationship in a while. Reckon I remember how bad it hurts, though.”

“It does.”

“Feels like tha world’s endin’ when ya lose someone.”

You nodded again, brushing another tear away.

“’Specially when ya don’t know what happened.”

“I just… don’t understand.” Something shifted and you couldn’t hold your tears in any longer. “What did I do wrong?”

“Sure ya didn’t do nothin’ wrong.”

“Then why?” Your voice broke on a sob and you finally met his eyes. “Why wasn’t I good enough, Yondu?”

You began to cry in earnest, leaning forward and resting your face in your hands. You tensed up for a moment when Yondu draped an arm over your shoulder and pulled you to his side, then relaxed against him, giving in to the tears.

“Listen ta me, Y/N. Yer good enough, ya hear me? If they couldn’t see that, then that’s on them. Sometimes folks jus’ ain’t meant ta be together. Don’t mean somebody ain’t good enough, just means ya ain’t tha right fit.”

You cried harder. “But I thought we fit! I thought we were fine!”

“I ain’t gonna tell ya not ta cry. Cryin’s good fer ya, so ya do it as long as ya need to. But I am gonna tell ya that ya need ta get the ‘good enough’ thoughts outta yer head. They ain’t true an’ they won’t do no good.”

You were crying too hard to form a reply, so you nodded. You knew he was right, but it still hurt and you couldn’t help the feelings of not being good enough. Why else would someone break up a seemingly good relationship?

“An’ as fer fittin’ an’ bein’ fine, maybe y’all did fit at first, an’ then maybe things changed fer ‘em. Life gets in tha way of these things, changes people, ain’t got nothin’ ta do with you. Ya need ta let ‘em go, let ‘em do what they need ta do. Tryin’ ta hang onto these things never works. Won’t make ya happy.”

You tried to catch your breath as you continued to cry, and hoped you wouldn’t start to hyperventilate. That was all you needed to make things even more embarrassing.

“I… I know. But it just… just hurts so much.”

“I know it does, darlin’. Just gotta let it hurt. Gotta get through it. One day yer gonna wake up and be okay, though.”

You gave an unbelieving huff as you tried to stem your tears.

“Yeah, didn’t think ya’d believe me, but it’s true. Ya listen ta ol’ Yondu. He knows what he’s talkin’ about.”

You sat up and lifted your head to look at him, wiping more tears away and wishing you had a tissue. “When did you get so wise, Captain?”

He grinned. “Always been wise. Don’t know why ya ain’t realized it before now.”

You hiccuped a laugh and used your sleeve to dry your eyes, even as a few more tears trickled down your cheek. “You’ve been hiding all that Ravager knowledge, I guess.”

“Guess so.”

“Ugh, I wish I had a tissue.” You knew your eyes were red and swollen so there would be no hiding this crying session when you finally left the lounge, but you at least wanted your face to be dry when you met up with your teammates.

“Oh, here.” Yondu removed his arm from around you and reached into an inside pocket of his duster, pulling out a grimy handkerchief and handing it to you.

You took it from him and gave a small laugh through the last of your tears. “It’s… dirty.”

“Yeah, well, I’m a Ravager. Might be good with advice about a broken heart, but I ain’t ever got a clean handkerchief.”

You laughed again, a little louder, as you handed it back to him, then dabbed your eyes gently with the sleeve pulled up over your hand. “Thanks, but I’ll just keep using my sleeves.”

“Suit yerself.” He grinned as he stuck the dirty handkerchief back inside his pocket. “Listen, I got an idea. We’re gonna go blow off some steam.”

You shook your head. “I can’t. I have to get back to work.”

“Come on, Y/N, when’s tha last time ya took off?”

You thought for a minute and realized it had been months since you’d taken a day off. “It’s been a while,” you admitted.

“They can get along without ya fer one afternoon. Tell ‘em yer sick an’ let’s go.”

“I can’t just lie and say I’m sick! They’ll have me in the sick bay within the hour.”

“Ain’t a lie! Yer heartsick, an’ they can’t put ya in tha sick bay if ya ain’t here. Come on, send ‘em a comm.”

You bit your lip, considering your options. “Fine.”

His grin widened as he watched you pull out your phone and send a quick email to your supervisor. It was true, they could do without you for one afternoon. There weren’t any pressing matters to attend to, and it was Friday, after all.

You slipped your phone back into your pocket. “Done. So where are we going?”

Yondu stood and held out a hand to help you up. “It’s a surprise.”

“I don’t really like the sound of that.”

“C’mon, trust me.”

Even though you knew you probably shouldn’t, you did.

You followed him outside to the airspace, but stopped walking when you realized he was heading towards his ship.

He noticed you were no longer beside him and turned back to you. “What’s wrong?”

“Are we leaving Earth?”

“Yep.”

“I can’t just leave the planet.”

“Who says?”

Realizing there was literally no one who could stop you from leaving the planet – something that you thought might have been an oversight that someone should have already considered – you shrugged and caught up with him.

A few minutes later, you were sitting next to Yondu in the co-pilot’s chair of the Eclector. You’d never been in space before and could hardly believe you were here now.

“So where are we going?””

“Told ya, it’s a surprise.”

“Leaving the planet isn’t enough of a surprise?”

“Nope.”

An hour later, Yondu set the ship expertly down in a landing field full of other ships, and the two of you stepped out into a brightly lit town. Apart from the fact that the buildings were definitely not constructed by anyone from Earth, it almost felt like a bustling city back home.

You followed Yondu to a small building, painted in vivid colors, and walked inside as he held the door for you. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust to the dimly-lit room, a contrast from all the brightness outside, and then you quickly caught up to Yondu as he strode to a counter on the other side of the room.

“Two, please.”

The man behind the counter, who had three eyes and whose skin was tinted a light purple, said, “Yes, sir. Will you require laser guns, or do you have your own?”

“Go ahead an’ give us a couple,” he said, sliding some credits across the counter.

The man nodded, reached under the counter and pulled out two laser guns, which he handed to Yondu. “You can go on in,” he said, indicating a door on the right. “The session isn’t full yet.”

“Thanks.”

Yondu handed one of the laser guns to you. “Ya ready?”

“For what?”

“Fer a laser gun battle.”

“Is this… is this like laser tag on Earth?”

“Yeah, somethin’ like that. General concept is tha same.”

“The general concept?”

“Yep.”

You stopped at the door. “Don’t we get the little vests with the targets?”

“Don’t need vests. We’re tha targets.”

“But how do we know who wins?”

“Whoever’s still standin’ at tha end.”

You looked at your laser gun in horror and spluttered, “Yondu, are these real laser guns?”

“’Course they are! Can’t protect yerself with fake ones.”

“Are you trying to get me killed? Because I guess that is a good way to make me forget about my broken heart.”

Yondu laughed. “Nah, we ain’t gonna die. I’ve seen ya at target practice, yer a natural. We ain’t got nothin’ ta worry ‘bout.”

“Yondu!”

“Ya really don’t wanna have a laser battle?”

“Not when the losers die!”

He grinned. “Fine. Then how ‘bout ice cream?”

You were speechless for a moment as you tried to comprehend his sudden shift from death in a laser gun battle to ice cream. “Ice cream sounds much… safer.”

“Then ice cream it is. I know this place over on -”

You raised a hand to stop him. “Can we please get ice cream back on Earth?”

He laughed. “You got it, darlin’.” Turning back to the man behind the counter, he asked, “Reckon we can get a refund on these guns?”

#yondu udonta fanfic #yondu x reader #yondu udonta x reader #yondu udonta #yondu #yondu fic #guardians of the galaxy fanfic #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction #gotg fic #gotg #guardians of the galaxy

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fanficsandfluff · 11 months

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Guardians of the Galaxy: Nice

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy

Character(s): Rocket, Peter Quill/Star Lord, Mantis, Drax, Nebula, Groot

A/N: I'M BACK. BACK IN THE NEW YORK GROOVE~~

No but seriously how the fuck is everyone!?!?

I am revisiting my Guardians phase and I couldn't be more happy to be here.

I will say very MINOR spoilers for Vol. 3, and this is supposed to take place after all those events transpired.

This was what I came up with from this anon's ask and I greatly appreciate you sending this in. Not so much tickling in this one, and it's definitely fluffy and sweet, so I still hope you enjoy!

It's been tumultuous. It's been frustrating. It's been hell at times, too.

But then Drax would sit next to him on the grated metal floor of the ship as he tinkered with something new, something helpful. It wouldn't take much. Just having Drax sitting with his too-big legs trying to criss-cross themselves, crunching on a zargnut or some other snack... hell, it should've annoyed the piss outta him. The stupid chewing noises, hearing his breath when he leaned in to get as close as possible with his face so his Kylosian eyes could see the intricacies of whatever was in Rocket's little pawed hands. It didn't annoy him, actually. No. The dummy was actually helping him immensely with his presence. And they wouldn't even need to talk. As long as Drax was near, sometimes scooting close enough that his knee rested in the crook of Rocket's side. That was nice...

Then the hell feelings would surface again, grumbles under his breath as the thoughts bubbled up.

And it would be Groot coming closer after keeping watch on Rocket for a short while, knowing just the time when he needed to step in. And usually when he waited long enough, Groot was itching to be playful. He was a whole lot bigger now. Bigger than he was before the Ronan incident. So his attempts at going for the chase were met with a gruff chuckle and grin from the raccoon almost instantly. Groot's big dumb tree trunks stomping around... it was humorous. And of course Rocket would try and hold out, or else what fun was there in the game? He'd slooowly walk in a circle with his friend, then scamper around when Groot happily hopped up and down from the excitement of the playing. Groot would extend his fingers, morphing them into thin, pliable branches and scratch and poke at Rocket when he could catch him. Eventually, though he'd never admit it if asked, Rocket would "let" himself get caught and Groot would scoop him up into his arms and it just felt nice.

Rocket would be stopped in his tracks, too, when he felt his heart tittering. Like it was fluttering a bit too extra at times, making his breathing difficult. This was a new development after being medpack'd back to life. Not life threatening, they debunked that theory early on. It was just a nuisance. But the limited ability to intake oxygen would sometimes send Rocket whirling again, back in time, back to the terrors...

And a boisterous laugh from down the hall and to the right, to Quill's personal area (though it's become less personal over the time his new family spent there and infiltrated the space. Rocket preferred it like it was now...). There Rocket would catch a glimpse of Peter and Mantis, sitting together, Mantis laughing at something. It was hard to tell with her. Most things that amused her amused Drax, so one could guess it'd be a stupid ass cause. Rocket's ears and nose would twitch, even his lips where a small smile was playing. Even though he thought he was out of sight, eavesdropping on the sibling to sibling moment, Peter would catch him standing there and beckon him over. And Rocket would go and sit between the two, heart murmur forgotten. Just smiles. And yeah yeah, shut your face, Rocket did sit between them on purpose, so he'd have comfort on either side. Moments like these were nice, too, man...

"Rocket."

With a few extra blinks, the raccoon was back in the present. Reminiscing became a very real hobby as of late, after the rescue, after the reunification. He'd go to these places easily, slipping away without any thought for what was happening around him here and now. But that was Pete saying his name, he knew that much.

"Wha?"

"You wanted a shot, too?"

Rocket looked down his snout at the array of rainbow liquids before him. He glanced over at Nebula, arms crossed. She looked sober. He gestured his head towards the spread, "You have any?"

"I was waiting for you."

Rocket smirked, "Fire me up one, barkeep," he slammed his little hand on the control table, their meetup/planning place that was now used to house the libations for their little party.

"Don't know if that's correct lingo, but let's go with it," Peter teased but poured shots for Nebula and Rocket.

And together, the group drank and the night began.

This was gonna be fun drunk. Not sad drunk. Lord knows Rocket couldn't stand sad drunk anymore, especially after watching Peter deteriorate after Gamora 1.

Come to find out, fun drunk brought out a very different side of Rocket.

The first sign most noticeable to everyone was the giggles. They were all highly familiar with Rocket's many fake laughs, loud laughs, derisive laughs... the whole gambit. If they were chatting and joking, Rocket would lose himself in a stream of giggles, higher and more innocent than anything the family was used to. But it was contagious, considering the rest of them were also quite tipsy.

While the whole troupe picked up on that, Nebula was the first one to notice all the touching. Not being one for affection, the only touching she'd bestow or want to have would consist of pushing or punching. But Rocket was sidling up to everyone at any chance he had.

When he was sitting on a bench next to Peter as they were listening to Drax try to tell some outlandish, very-serious-not-funny-at-all story, Rocket would be nearly passing out from wheezing at trying to hold back all the laughs he had bubbling up from Drax's horrible speech, and he'd be nuzzling and pressing his head all into Peter's arm and side. The Terran would be in the same state, rosy-cheeked and littered with repressed snorts and giggles. The two of them together were not a good mix for trying to keep straight faces. Finally, Drax picked up on the boys' restraint and Peter lost it, sliding down in his seat, nearly falling completely off the bench. And Rocket was practically laying in Peter's lap, now also in hysterics.

Nebula was pouring herself another drink and Rocket stumbled up to her, pressing his hand against her knee, "Hey."

"What?"

"Hey--pfft," Rocket was snickering again.

Nebula rolled her eyes but paused her drink selection to look down at Rocket, who was now feeling the fabric of her pant leg with both paws. See? Again, the touching.

"Rocket, if this is something idiotic--"

"I'snot! No no no, it's not. Promise," even through slurred words, Nebula had to admit she was intrigued.

"Then what? Did you want a drink?"

"Nnno-- well wait yeah, actually, if you wouldn't mind-- But no! So! They were askin'--" he lifted one of his hands off her leg to gesture in the vague direction of the rest of the group, huddled up together with all their eyes on Nebula and Rocket, waiting for the ball to drop. Idiots.

"Are you--? Do ya think you're ticklish?" Rocket asked finally, another one of those light giggles slipping out.

Nebula glanced over at the group with one of her death stares, and they all tried to feign innocence.

"Do I look like I'm ticklish?"

Rocket now lifted both hands off her and used them to shrug, "I dunno, I was just askin'..."

"You can tell them no. And not to try or I'll strap them with Nova Core-strength batteries and feed them to Mantis's Abilisks."

Rocket scoffed, starting to walk away slowly, "Geeheez, alright... No need to be so 'Nebula' 'bout it. I don't mind it, so I guess I just don't get why you're bein' so defensivitious..."

And there he was making new words up again. But Nebula didn't let go of the one very important tidbit slurred in the middle of the nonsense ramble. He didn't mind it.

More of the night passed and they were nearing the sloppy, lovey dovey drunk phase of the night.

"I love you guys," Mantis was the one with the turn to spew her love speech. They found out Mantis had a hard time getting drunk, so throughout the night Drax and Peter would let her touch them so she could feel a little of what they were feeling, "Like... I'm just a worm..." uh oh, "A little teeny--bitsy worm and you all made me bloom."

"You're nohohot a worm, Mant," Rocket chuckled, laying down with his head in Drax's lap and his feet propped up on Nebula's.

"I thought you were a larvae," Drax pointed out.

"Was," Mantis corrected, her antennae drooping with the brief recollection of Ego, "But now I'm a butterfly!" she even waved her arms in the air to prove her point.

"Wouldn't you just be... a mantis? A praying mantis?" Peter now inquired, scrunching his face like this took a whole lot of energy.

"A what?" Mantis asked.

"Forget it.." Peter didn't want Mantis to have an existential crisis over whether or not she was a butterfly. So for tonight, yes, she was a beautiful butterfly.

"I love you losers, too," Rocket took his turn, his eyes closed and his words honestly barely audible since it looked like he was getting drunker and sleepier by the second, "I love you for all you do for me. For this."

By 'this,' everyone assumed the party.

Rocket rolled over on his side and his tail flicked, "For... you know... whenever you... like you pet me. Or just take care of me..."

The room was quiet, save for Peter's music playing on low volume through the ship's speakers. All eyes were on Rocket.

"I thought you hated being pet," Pete pointed out, a moment of sobriety coming through.

Rocket blinked his eyes back open as if he was again being brought back to the present. What did he say? He liked being pet?

"Well yeah..." the raccoon sat up now, removing his body parts from Drax and Nebula, like he was now becoming aware that he was laying on them at all.

"But that's not what you said just now," Mantis said.

"No. No, I-I--"

"I've pet you before. When you were sad," Drax said next, "It was natural to do, since you are built for petting."

"Okay--"

"I am Groot."

"What!?" everyone in the room exclaimed in unison.

If Rocket was human, he'd be beet red by now. He tried running away from the situation, literally. But Nebula grabbed his arm, not in a rude or demeaning way. Her touch was gentle. Shit, just what he needed right now, more gentle touch...

"You like when we're... affectionate," it was even hard for her to get the word out.

"Everyone likes hugs and nuzzles--" Mantis threw in, ready to list a whole bunch of things when Nebula cut her off.

"... and tickles," she was sporting another oddity: a kind smile.

"Groot..." Rocket growled, eyeing his friend for outing him like that. He wanted to crawl into the evac chamber and be shot into space.

"He didn't have to say it," Nebula pointed out to save Groot some heartache, "You told me earlier."

"I think I'm gonna go to bed now," Rocket tried to get his arm free, "And for the record, I'm drunk. I never heard any of this."

"Rocket," Peter began, "You know that if we knew you liked all that stuff, we'd do it more."

"Please stop talking.."

"Don't be embarrassed," Mantis pouted.

"I think there could be far worse things to be embarrassed about," Drax added, "Even though I don't quite know what that means."

"We love you for who you are," Peter even stood up from his seat and walked closer to where Rocket was still being held by Nebula's hand, "So stop thinking you're inconveniencing us or-or that you don't care..."

"It's a privilege to make you happy, Rocket," Nebula said, her voice soft.

Rocket stood still, with Pete now kneeling to be more at eye-level with him and Nebula holding his wrist. His brown eyes glanced around at his friends-- scratch that, his family. What a stupid way to have this conversation. A bunch of drunk idiots confessing their love.

"I 'ppreciate it, fellas..." Rocket spoke. He nodded his head, making sure to have eye contact with everyone there to know he loved them back, even though this turned very awkward.

When Rocket felt Nebula let go of him and he figured he was finally allowed to leave, Peter surprised him by grabbing him in a hug and holding him close. Rocket sighed and patted Pete's shoulder, not so much reciprocating the hug because he just felt weird about it all now. But it was nice-- oh fuck, here we go...

Drax carefully pet the top of his head between his ears, and they twitched and sank to give away their enjoyment of the act. Nebula extended her metal arm and scratched under Rocket's chin, grinning. Rocket huffed and moved his head, but damn that also felt good... and Pete still didn't let go of him... So Mantis came over and practically threw herself on top of him and Peter so she could join in the hug. Rocket heard Pete chuckle and felt the rumble in his chest since he was that close to his friend.

Lastly Groot joined in, wrapping his growing branches and limbs around the whole group sitting there in a huddle.

"Bunch of idiots..." Rocket said with heavy sentiment. He succumbed to the hugs and pets and scritches because dammit he really frickin' liked it all.

Rocket felt some prodding into his sides and he snickered into Pete's shoulder, "Groohoot..." he warned, knowing the familiar feeling too well.

"What'd he do?" Peter asked.

Again, Rocket felt the prods and new light scratches. His small body shook with unlaughed laughs. He recognized the tone in Pete's voice and knew it wasn't Groot poking at him. So he had to defend himself. Rocket's claws dug into the expanse of flesh that was Peter's ribs and the whole hug pile disintegrated as Peter screamed and cackled and writhed his way out of there.

"I am Groot!"

"Damn right I can dish it out, too!" Rocket grinned.

What soon tumbled into a massive tickle fight ended with Rocket in near tears of mirth, all his family and friends gently messing with little parts of him.

This was a new one to go into that memory bank of his.

A real, genuine nice moment.

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raccoonfallsharder · 17 days

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꧁･:☁︎⋆. cicatrix .⋆☁︎:･꧂

chapter six. lockheartedness. [new 4/11] ✩

pearl and the monster get to know one another. a little bit. see below for warnings & notes.

I just wanted to learn how to fly. The words lurch in his memory; in his heart and his stomach. If she were gonna be around longer — if he had more time with her— He’s never tried to teach anyone anything and he can’t imagine he’s good at it. Or maybe that’s not quite true; he’d tried to teach A95 and L06 some stuff when they’d been in the cages together, back when he’d been as hopeful and stupid as pearl herself. They hadn’t had an easy time grasping what he was trying to help them learn, though, and since — since them — he’s never really tried. Not beyond explaining to Tullk and the Ravager captain about some of the repairs and modifications he’d made to the Eclector. But Tullk and the Captain had gotten it, hadn’t they? Maybe he could teach her to fly, after all, if they had a little more time— Because if there’s one thing he can understand, it’s wanting to get off the ground and into the beautiful and forever. Wanting to feel untethered from gravity, unstitched from the soil. Loose and free of pain, able to go anywhere a person had the money and heart to go. The first time he’d felt the yoke cradled in his palms, he’d known what it was to finally have his life in his own hands— No, he reminds himself firmly. For her own sake and safety — and for his sanity — she has to go. As soon as possible.

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sometimes you just have to have a chapter to get you from point A to point B. it's so hard to make these chapters GOOD so i'm sorry if it sucks and i hope you enjoyed it at least a lil. more angst to come in chapter seven, some comfort to balance the hurt in chapter eight, and a few anime-style "beach" episodes before we get moving into more plot-heavy chapters. thanks for being part of this with me. the support has been deeply, deeply appreciated. ♡

WARNINGS for chapter six: leftover regret. descriptions of child abuse/grooming (specifically gaslighting, blaming, and pet/animal death).

inspired by mary shelley’s frankenstein; or, the modern prometheus. a freakish little monster visits the high evolutionary’s bride on her wedding night. an adventure of intergalactic proportions ensues. aka raccoons make plans; the universe laughs.

some explicit statements or references ✩ abbreviated explicit sequences ❤︎ detailed/prolonged explicit sequences ❤︎❤︎

taglist ♡ @evolvingchaoswitch ♡ @glow-autumz ♡ @wren-phoenix ♡ @suicidalshitstick ♡ @pretty-chips

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archangelofzion · 3 months

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Yondu: Yo two will sneak in-

Tess: and blow it up

Yondu: ...no. you'll sneak in, gather the needed suppli-

Rocket: then blow it up

Yondu: No. You will bring back what you find-

Tess: ...then blow it up?

Yondu: THIS ISNT A FUCKING DEMOLITION JOB!!

Rocket: ...but... what if it was??

Yondu: ...I give up.

#guardians of the galaxy fanfic #yondu udonta #rocket raccoon #Tessa Udonta

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jimprestonapologist · 10 months

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The Journey -Her Perspective

I'll never know his touch again Those gentle hands with kind yet clumsy words An idiot in all his glory My space invader

Like a magnet I'm Pulled Unable to detach Stuck to his side In every universe

And as the melody Guides me between the cosmos Between both heaven and hell and beyond The lunar rays subside And I see him once more

My beautiful fool He listens silently through his tears And there's nothing I can do But watch Silent too

Our eyes lock And the lyrics speak of love lost But I will find him In every galaxy Through death and life we remain We must

The final parting note chimes And I retreat into the sprawling vastness Like an estranged astronaut Begging for solid ground That will never greet me

But in his orbit I will stay Never close but never far A devoted satellite Dancing with tangled constellations In the hopes that I'll catch a glimpse of him Just once more

Just once more Please.

This is my 2nd piece in my poem set for this art I created, this time from Gamora's perspective! 🥺 You can find the version from Quill's version I wrote here: https://www.tumblr.com/jimprestonapologist/721767407885090816/the-tape-his-perspective?source=share And for all my other non guardians related stuff, you can find it over here: @silverapplestock !

#my writing #writing #poem #gotg #starmora #guardians of the galaxy #gamora #mcu #marvel #marvel movies #starlord x gamora #gamora x starlord #peter quill #peter jason quill #fanfic #guardians of the galaxy fanfic

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mirkwoodshewolf · 2 months

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Family matters; Peter Quill x teen reader

*Author's note*

Well this request had been sitting in my inbox for awhile and I hope the anon who requested it is out there somewhere in the deep space of tumblr because I finally came around to writing it. It took some time due to life, work and moving houses during the holiday season but finally I was able to sit down and write this oneshot.

So as with any marvel oneshot there are some warnings of swearing, violence, and alluding to SA and r*pe but not on reader but a side character. So if the last warning triggers anyone just know it's not physically named but it is mentioned so I wont be butthurt of you wish to leave the story and not continue reading. Other than that I hope you all enjoy my darlings :)

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@psychosupernatural

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@queen-paladin

@gay-and-ready-to-cry

@queensdivas

@austynparksandpizza

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“How is it that everytime I come up with a plan we always get what we want? But whenever it’s you who comes up with the plan, we get captured?!” Rocket exclaimed as he dangled upside down along with Peter.

“I already told you it was a face off!” argued Peter.

“And we’ve told you that a face off is a trap if you’re facing off against a stronger opponent!” Nebula snarled.

“It was a pretty convincing plan at first but now I agree with Rocket and Nebula, Peter.” Mantis said.

“You are a dumbass, Quill.” Said Drax.

The Guardians of the Galaxy had decided to help aid Thor in the case of the slaughtering of Gods. Shortly after they had parted, they came across the Aztec God temples but were soon ambushed by the Knights of Huitzilopochtli. Thinking he could go against the Aztec God of War, Peter decided to meet with the God himself in what he liked to call a ‘face off’, however Huitzilopochtli had no interest in making any sort of bargain or peace treaty, instead he now had Rocket and Peter dangling over a lava pit while Nebula, Mantis and Drax were bound in chains by their wrists and ankles on top of stone tables.

He would first sacrifice Rocket and Peter to lava pit, but not before cutting out their hearts and feeding them to his prized jaguars.

“Quill, if we get out of this alive I swear I’ll rip your face off!” Rocket snapped as he wriggled in the chains.

“Yeah, yeah and even if we die you’ll still rip my face off. Just-just—let me think.” Huitzilopochtli’s servants soon brought up three large cages that each contained a jaguar pacing aggressively in their cages. Hungry for blood.

“Let the ritual begin!” Huitzilopochtli proclaimed. The drums began pounding as the chanters did their ritual chant. Soon the Jaguar Knight came forward with a five inch steel dagger in his hands. Suddenly a metal wire shot out and knocked the dagger out of the jaguar knight’s hands. He let out a jaguar-like hiss as he looked up only to be kicked in the face by a young woman in pure black and grey metal suit that fit her like a glove. A metal knife suddenly extended out from the wrist gauntlets and she cut both Rocket and Peter free from their chains.

“Come with me if you want to live.” The mechanical voice from her helmet said. It was all a blur to the Guardians, the rescue happened to fast they hardly knew that they were escaping. Metal and rock had flew across the air and soon the jaguars had been released and were attacking anyone close by, devouring their flesh and feasting on their hearts.

When the Guardians finally got back to their ship and took off Mantis turned to the young woman and thanked her.

“We are grateful for your help in rescuing us.” The young woman touched the side of her helmet and it let out a hiss as it unhooked itself from it’s hinges and she removed her helmet to reveal a young teenage girl with what appeared to be a cybernetic gears infused around her left eye and across her forehead (almost like a circlet).

“No problem. Although I didn’t expect to go saving the Guardians of the Galaxy.”

“Okay first question, how much for the cybernetic circlet on your head?” asked Rocket.

“Rocket!” Mantis and Peter exclaimed.

“What?!”

“Hate to tell you this Rocket but this high-grade of metal is infused to my body.” She told them.

“Never stopped me before.” Shrugged Rocket.

“I am Groot!” Groot snapped.

“I think the main question is how did you know we were down at that ritual chamber?” asked Nebula suspiciously.

“Like I said before I didn’t. I originally went to Huitzilopochtli for a faulty deal on some priceless metal my mom had struck a deal with him. My aunt was originally going to take the job but I offered to go in her place. After all, no one suspects a young girl to do any harm, right?”

“That’s the ploy I’ve done in the past.” Said Nebula.

“After securing the right metal and making the point to never cross Zaofu again, that’s when I heard the drums and I saw you guys about to become his prized jaguar’s next meal. Lucky for us, those beasts don’t have any real loyalty to him.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on just a second there kid. You said you came from Zaofu? As in the Zaofu?” asked Rocket in awe.

“The very same. Unless there’s another planet in the galaxy by that title.”

“What’s Zaofu?” asked Peter.

“Oh-ho! Next to Nidavellir, Zaofu is the second greatest planet to ever exist. It’s home to some of the strongest and rarest metal in the entire galaxy. I would very much like to go there.” Rocket boasted.

“He’s right.” Said Nebula. “The metal from Zaofu is not only said to be the strongest but also the most durable. It’s where—Thanos gained some of my parts to make me better than Gamora.” She said looking down at her arm.

“I thought I had recognized that material. That’s our regenerative metal. Able to put itself back together no matter how extreme the damage. But we’ve only ever used that on people with birth defects or amputees. Had my mother known that it went to Thanos of all people, she’d never would’ve agreed. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. I’ve gotten used to it.” Nebula shrugged.

“I have to ask though, what is the Guardians of the Galaxy doing at the Temple of Huitzilopochtli? I mean I know you guys are willing to protect those throughout the galaxy but I didn’t think that included Gods of War.”

“It’s a long story.” Peter started off but Mantis said.

“We’re helping Thor with the God Killer.”

“Mantis!” hissed Nebula.

“What? She seems trustworthy.”

“God killer huh? That’s the first I’ve heard of it. I would’ve thought nothing could touch those deities.”

“So we thought too, but then we received a message from one of golden boy’s friends and apparently someone is literally slaughtering gods left and right. Already over 300 of them have been killed.” Explained Rocket. The girl let out a low whistle and said.

“Hog-monkeys. Well if you’re going up against an opponent like that, you’re gonna need something a lot stronger to fight and protect yourselves with. Cause if you though old Huitzilopochtli was bad, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

“You saying you’re allowing us to come to Zaofu?” asked Rocket.

“If you’re still up for it.”

“Well let me ask the captain about that, oh yeah it’s me. Yes we’ll go!”

“Rocket how many times do I have to say it I’m the Captain.” Hissed Peter under his breath.

“You know you really shouldn’t talk that way about your Captain, Quill. By the way, you never told us your name girlie.”

“Oh right how silly of my. The name’s (Y/n) Beifong. Daughter of High Lady Suyin Beifong of Zaofu.” She introduced herself.

“Wait, Beifong? You mean the richest family in the galaxy Beifong?” asked Rocket. “Say, do you think once we get you home and return the metal you’re people have been swindled out of, we could probably get a little reward for our part in the trade?” (Y/n) chuckled and said to him.

“Slow down there Captain, let’s just get back to Zaofu and talk to my mother about this. She’s the one in charge of the economy.” And with that the Guardians set course for the planet Zaofu.

It was a beautiful planet of green and earth all over the landscape. Lakes and rivers so crystal clear, they reflected the very sky itself and it’s two suns gave plenty of light but no heat to the land. As the Guardians soared over the land they soon came across an advanced city entirely made of metal.

“Agent to tower; this is Agent Beifong Badge #349876 requesting clearance to land. Tower guard this is Agent Beifong Badge #349876 requesting clearance to land.” (Y/n) said after punching in a few codes on the holographic pad in front of her.

‘Tower to Agent Beifong, your request is granted. Welcome home Princess.’ A male voice soon came up over the intercoms.

“Just take us West of the palace and land 50 degrees West heading 0-3-0.” She advised Rocket and Peter who nodded and together they followed her instructions and safely landed their ship on top of a large landing platform that stood just feet from a large skyscraper tower of the palace. (Y/n) grabbed the metal from her ship (that had been piggy-backed in the Guardian’s ship’s lower decks). Their ship opened up and they walked down the stairway and there stood to their right about ten guards all wearing the same metal tight uniform (Y/n) had on.

And just ahead of them stood two women. One wore the exact same armor but over her left breast plate was a silver badge in the shape of a star while the other woman beside her wore dark green tunic that rested over her green pants and sleeveless shirt. The tunic cover had a metal collar going around it with each plate slowly increasing in size before decreasing again as it came back around.

Much like (Y/n) a circlet rested over her head and she also wore gauntlets with metal plates in the shape of pentagons overlapping each other. Both women looked fairly similar to each other in that both had greying hair but were fair looking, although the woman in the armor had a more gruff appearance to her while the other woman had a more gentle facial expression.

The guards all slammed their fists together, the metal from their armors sounding out a loud clank as they greeted the Princess on her safe return. As (Y/n) and the Guardians stood before the two women, (Y/n) greeted them with a head bow.

“Chief, Mother. I have successfully secured the real metal we were promised and gave our message loud and clear to the War god Huitzilopochtli.”

“I never doubted you wouldn’t. You’re one of the best soldiers on the squad, and I’m not just saying that.” the woman in the black armor said.

“I’m just glad you’ve come home safely. And with some new friends I see.” The woman in the green tunic said.

“Yes, Mother, Chief Beifong, I’d like to introduce the Guardians of the Galaxy. They were prisoners of Huitzilopochtli when I went to secure the metal. About to be sacrificed to his prized jaguars. Guardians this is my mother and ruler of Zaofu Suyin Beifong, and my aunt and Chief of police, Lin Beifong.”

“That man knows nothing about diplomacy. Always kills first and asks questions later.” Suyin rolled her eyes.

“He is the God of War for a reason Suy.” Lin told her sister and she came up to (Y/n) and took the chess from her hands. “I’ll take this down to our research facility.”

“Yes Chief.” (Y/n) bowed to her and both her aunt and the police force walked off towards the lab.

“Now I had asked this to your daughter earlier that since we helped your daughter recover some prized and rare metal that was promised to you, don’t you think we should be given a little compensation for helping her return what was rightfully meant to be yours?” asked Rocket as he rubbed his thumb, index and tall fingers together.

“Rocket!” exclaimed Mantis.

“How about this, we’ll talk about payment if you all stay for dinner and take some rest here tonight.” Suyin offered.

“As much as we appreciate that Lady Beifong…..” Peter started off only to be politely interrupted by Suyin.

“Please call me Suyin. Lady Beifong was my grandmother.”

“Suyin. We’re kinda in a tight schedule. Apparently someone’s killing gods and we promised not-very good looking Thor that we’d try and figure out who’s behind the killings.”

“Actually I might have some information in regards to that. But in order to go up against him, you’re gonna need some of our weapons and armor. Come, join me and my family for dinner and we’ll discuss everything.” With that suggestion and offer, the Guardians accepted Suyin’s offer and joined the Beifong family for dinner.

After coming to a negotiation, Suyin had her engineers and scientists build and forge the Guardians new weapons and tech to take down any gods like Huitzilopochtli’s forces and powers. While observing the engineers add some new parts to their ship, Peter soon heard the sound of rocks being thrown around and crashing into a wall.

He went to investigate when he saw (Y/n) bending not only the rocks but metal as well. Shooting out a metal wire to cut apart some trees and pull their branches off, or successfully transform the large boulders into various shapes before firing them at various targets.

“I thought I was going crazy at first seeing you do all that back at Jaguar-man’s palace.” She jumped and fired one of her metal wires which wrapped around Peter in a tight cocoon sending him on his back.

“Oh Star-lord, forgive me I tend to strike whenever someone surprises me like that.” She released her wires and they zipped back into her gauntlets while Peter assured her.

“No worries, I’ve had worse done to me before.” She helped him up and he asked her. “So I’m guessing this is a normal after dinner activity for you?”

“I like to come out here to get away from it all. Don’t get me wrong I love my family to death but—sometimes I feel like I don’t belong here.”

“What do you mean?”

“Promise you won’t go blabbing to my mom about this?”

“Cross my heart.” Peter said as he crossed his heart for emphasis. (Y/n) extended her hand and two small rocks slowly rose up from the ground over her palm and as she slowly wriggled her fingers, the rocks spun in a gentle circle around each other in a dance over her palm.

“Believe it or not, this ability I’m doing right now. I’m the only person in my family that can do this.”

“But don’t the Beifong family have the ability to control metal?”

“It’s true to a degree. The suit of armor that both me and my aunt Lin wear, it helps them control metal but without it, they’re powerless. Ever since I was a young girl and discovered I could bend earth to my will, my mother said it was because of my father’s gift. But the thing is, my father doesn’t have this ability, nor does anyone in his bloodline. I’ve tried to ask my mother for the truth but she always tells me that it’d be too much for me to bear.”

“So you think that your mom—”

“Cheated on her real husband? I doubt it, cause whenever I did ask about him in the past, there’s always this—pure hatred in her eyes. But she always told me that who he was didn’t matter. Baatar is my real father and my real brothers and sister are here. Aunt Lin is my real aunt and I am a Beifong through and through. But deep down I get this feeling that maybe I should make that decision for myself. On whether or not I should have the chance to meet him or not.”

“I get it. Sorta. I mean I thought that when I met my dad, he’d be everything I thought I’d ever longed for. Only to turn out that he killed my mother and tried to use me to conquer the entire galaxy. He may have been my father, but he wasn’t my daddy. I learned that from my real father after he had sacrificed himself to save me.”

“That’s heavy.” Whistled (Y/n).

“Yeah, it was. But Yondu was a good dad to me.” He said as he took out his Zune player. “So your uhh—earth bending powers, how did you discover them?” Peter then tried to change the subject before he started to cry over his memories of Yondu. (Y/n) smiled knowing this type of maneuver (her brothers did this all the time whenever they’d try to be strong and hardcore).

“Like I said, I was a young when it happened. I was just playing with my sister Opal out by the lake skipping rocks when suddenly as I reached out for one, my hands glew this bright blue light and the rock just shot up into my palm. We were both so scared that we ran to my mother crying in fear. I honestly don’t remember much after that but my mother had my aunt teach me how to control it. Got me my first metal-bending suit and I’ve been training with her ever since.”

Hearing her mention the blue light it perked Peter’s curiosity and he asked her.

“This blue light, can you describe it in anyway? Like what it made you feel when it came to you?”

“I—I don’t know how to explain it but….I do remember it being almost like my palms were on fire, yet they didn’t burn me. It felt like—like when you touch warm sand on a beach. Yet there was this feeling of—power to it. Like I could do anything with it.” Peter’s eyes widened.

He did remember that feeling when Ego told him about his Celestial heritage and taught him how to summon the light to his hands. No but it—it couldn’t be? Could it? Could she really be his…….

“(Y/N)! Aunt Lin says she needs to speak to you about your armor! Says she’s got an upgrade for you!” one of her brothers called out to her. She turned and exclaimed back.

“I’ll be there in a sec Wei!” she turned to Peter and said, “Better not keep Aunt Lin waiting. She hates it when people keep her waiting.”

“Yeah, yeah I better go and talk to the team about our next game plan. Also tell your aunt thanks for letting us use some of her police weapons.”

“She may not be happy about lending our weapons to non-Zaofuians but she’ll get over it, especially since it’s going to the Guardians of the Galaxy. But I’ll give her your regards anyways.” They went their separate ways and once Peter saw that no one was around, he took off sprinting towards Mantis’ room and rapidly knocked on her door.

“Could you be any louder at knocking Peter? I don’t think the others from Knowhere heard you.” Mantis whined with a groan.

“We need to talk.” Peter said urgently. Sensing the urgency in his tone and knowing that this was a serious matter, Mantis allowed her brother inside and she shut the door behind her as well as locked it. “You will not believe the conversation that I just had with (Y/n).”

“Are we being taken prisoners again?” asked Mantis worriedly.

“What no! No! Look, I know this may seem out of nowhere, but I want you to tell me first about when Ego found you and tried to make you feel a connection to the Celestial light.”

“Why would you want to know about that?”

“Just trust me Mantis. Please.” She looked into her brother’s eyes and saw the desperation but also some inkling of knowledge that he was going to fill her in on the details later.

“I had lied when I had told Drax and Gamora that Ego found me in my larva stage. He had actually came for me shortly after my mother had passed. Much like when Yondu came for you, he brought me to his planet and trained me just like he did you. But when I tried to make a connection to the light, all that awakened within me was my empathic abilities. Ego then told me that even though I’d never be able to help him with the Expansion, he still could find a purpose for me. And I had been forced to convince various of our other siblings to go along with us, before he said that I would only be used to help him sleep.”

“Wow, he really was a jackass.”

“Now will you tell me why you asked me about that?”

“(Y/n)’s ability to move earth, you know how she could bend those rocks back at Jaguar dude’s temple, turns out she has a connection to the Celestial light.”

“Are you saying that……(Y/n) is our—”

“Sister? I think she might be.”

“But how? When Ego died, you lost your connection to the Celestial light.”

“I don’t know. But the way she described the Light within her hands was exactly the same way it felt with me when I made my connection to it.”

“Did you tell her the truth?”

“Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaa—no.” stretched Peter.

“Peter we must tell her the truth. She deserves to know!” Peter stepped in front of her and said.

“I know she deserves to know but at the same time we can’t cause any family drama amongst the Beifongs. (Y/n) told me how everytime she brought up about her real dad, Suyin got this burning anger in her eyes and told her that they were her family, not him. And after seeing the way (Y/n) fights against Aztec Gods I’d hate to fight against her own mother and aunt.”

“So what are we going to do?” she asked him.

“I’ll think of something. Until I do, this stays between us okay? I mean it don’t tell anyone about this conversation to anyone else, especially Drax. You know he can’t keep a secret to save his own skin.”

“I promise.” She held out her pinkie and Peter wrapped his pinkie around hers. “Sister’s promise.”

“Brother’s oath.” Peter replied back as they shook pinkies.

After about 3 days, the Guardians were finally ready to take off to find more Gods to save and check up on.

“We can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for us Suyin.” Peter thanked her.

“It was our pleasure to help in aiding the Guardians of the Galaxy. And if you’re ever passing by this way again, our doors will always be open to you.” Said Suyin with a respectable bow. The Guardians bowed back to her before heading back to their ship, but it was then Peter stopped midway up the ramp when he said.

“Actually, there is something else we’d like to ask for.” The rest of the Guardians paused and turned to Peter.

“And just what would that be?” asked Chief Lin suspiciously.

“We’d like to extend an invitation to (Y/n) in joining us.” Everyone but Mantis became wide-eyed. “After our experience with the Aztec god of war, we realized that we are heavily out-manned and she managed to take down all his forces single-handedly while also saving our asses. And if ever we need a tune-up she would know more about how to fix your special enhanced metal material.”

“Quill, I only had to be with Zaofu’s engineers for only 2 minutes and I can get the hang of it.” Proclaimed Rocket.

“Still it couldn’t hurt to have an expert who actually came from the place of its origins be with us should we ever need it. Two heads are better than one right?” Suyin was stunned as she turned to her youngest child and asked her.

“This is up to you (Y/n). Do you wish to go with the Guardians?” (Y/n) looked between both her family and the Guardians with a heavy heart. She then walked up to her mother and spoke from the heart.

“My heart will always belong to Zaofu. But from the days that I would be with Aunt Lin on missions, I have seen great suffering. Some of which has been at the hands of our own metal smuggled by black marketers. I feel like Zaofu can do more for the galaxy than we already have.” Suyin sighed as she closed her eyes.

“You are my youngest child (Y/n). And I had hoped to have you remain at my side for a few more years. But now I see that you are no longer a child anymore. And at some point, I must learn to let go. If you should ever wish to return home, we’ll be here waiting for you.” (Y/n) smiled and embraced her mother.

“I love you mom.”

“I love you too.” After embracing her mother, she stood before her aunt and prepared to surrender her badge but Lin held out her hand to stop her.

“Keep it. I didn’t make you an officer of Zaofu for nothing.” She bowed before her aunt before hugging her. Lin smiled softly down at her and embraced her back. (Y/n) then bid goodbye to all her brothers and sister as well as her dad before turning to the Guardians and joining alongside them.

As they entered and the ramp slid back up, (Y/n) took one last look at her family as they bid her goodbye and she wiped her hidden tears away and waved to them in return before the Guardian’s ship left Zaofu.

Now heading to their next destination to answer the next signal from some Light elves on Álfheimr (Y/n) soon spotted Peter on the upper main decks looking out into the endless starry sky.

“So what was the real reason?” she asked him.

“Huh?” Peter turned to her.

“The real reason you offered me a spot on the Guardians.”

“What are you talking about kid? What I said was 100% true. Rocket may think he’s smart but no one can really understand Zaofu metal than someone who was raised there. And…..”

“Peter, I know you’re lying.”

“What so you can detect when people are lying?”

“In a sense. My grandmother was born blind, so one day she ran off and found herself lost in a cave until she came across some badger-moles. They were blind just like her, but they used the earth as an extension of their senses. She learned out to see the world through the earth around her. Feeling seismic energy of people’s footsteps and even hearing their heartbeats through the earth. And when my mom and aunt were born, she taught it to them, and then Aunt Lin taught it to me. And last night, your heartrate was beating rapidly when I told you about my powers. So come on, out with it.” Peter sighed and confessed.

“Okay, so obviously you know how I found out my dad was a real douchebag and tried to destroy the galaxy. But before that, he taught me that being a Celestial he had a connection to the Light, and he taught it to me as well as Mantis. Even though Mantis didn’t have a connection to it, she still proved a purpose by awakening her empathic powers. As for me, I did have a connection to the Light. And it was that same connection that you said you felt when you first discovered your powers.”

“So you can earth-bend too?”

“No. I mean I did when I fought Ego, but after we had killed him to stop the Expansion, I lost my connection to the Light. Yet somehow, you still have it.” (Y/n) stared at him and slowly her harsh expression turned to shock as she cautiously said.

“Wait…….so, you’re suggesting that I—”

“Ego told me he spent eons trying to find a second Celestial to bring forth the expansion but each of his children failed him. So he had them killed. Millions of children slaughtered all because they couldn’t live up to his expectations, except me. And in a way, you. But your mom and the rest of Zaofu refused to surrender you to him. That’s probably why she never talked about your real father.”

(Y/n) was stunned silent as she fell to her knees. She looked down at her shaky hands and Peter slowly knelt down in front of her.

“But he’s gone. He’s gone for good. We blew up his core and there’s absolutely no chance of him ever coming back. And if by some insane, unexplainable reason that he ever does come back, he won’t get to you. Because you’ve not only got your family on Zaofu on yourself, but you’ve also got us, Especially Mantis and I.” (Y/n) looked up at him and asked.

“You and Mantis are……”

“As surprising as it seems, yeah. She’s my sister. Half-sister but my sister nonetheless. And so are you.” He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and gently shook it which got her to smile.

“At least now I can say I’ve got another sister to add to the ranks.”

“Oh come on, having another big brother can’t be that bad. Especially if that brother is me. C’mon at least admit that I’m the coolest out of all your brothers.” She stood back up laughing as she walked away. “(Y/n)? C’mon (Y/n) admit it! I know you want to say it but you’re just too stubborn to admit it. Not every girl can say their big brother is a member of the Guardians, right? Right? (Y/n)! (Y/N)!!!!”

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kilibaggins · 10 months

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hey! for the drabble event could you please do 💖+ gamora (or gamora x reader) + "You Adopted this thing as your cat?"

Cat? | Gamora

A/N: AHHH thank you so much!! feel free to ask for more! i loved doing this I hope its okay for you! (also idk if this counts as a drabble I just used that word to describe a short fic idk the actual word for this length lol)

also for anyone wondering this is the post being referred to!

Word Count: 238

"Y/N."

"Yeah?" You ask, looking up at her with a small smile, ignoring the obvious elephant in the room. Your hand moves idly over the creature's back and Gamora is staring at it with a judging look.

"You adopted this thing as your-" She waves her hand around for a second seemingly trying to come up with the word, "-Cat?"

"Well, Cat's probably the wrong word, it's more of a…" You say, lifting the unknown creature and looking it in the eyes. "I actually have no clue what this thing is."

"You know Quill will make you get rid of it, right?" She asks, crossing her arms and trying not to smile at how adorable you look. You look up at her and pout, before looking back at the creature.

"But… I like it." You say, petting behind its one ear. Gamora finally smiles and sits next to you, looking down at the creature. She gently pets the thing and it licks at her hand happily and she sighs.

"Fine. I'll make sure Quill doesn't get rid of it." She says, looking at you to see your reaction. You smile widely and throw your arms around her, the creature squeals and falls in between you and Gamora.

"Thank you!" You say. You pull back and grin at her. "I love you."

"Yeah, Love you too. But that THING Is not sharing the bed with us, understood?"

"No promises."

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sweettee18 · 1 year

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Guardians Of the Galaxy Imagines.

Imagine Ronan taking you from earth and planned on having you as his mate, which makes Nebula insanely jealous that she does the unthinkable. Unbeknownst to her, they’re would be consequences.

(Note: I will be putting one of my cat chimeras in here. So stay tuned.)

Isabella was taken from earth by a Kree leader known as Ronan the accuser. She didn’t know why she was there, but all she knew that it may not be good. Isabella heard and read about the Kree, but not once she ever thought she would be kidnapped by them.

As she sat in the cell on the Kree ship, many thoughts were going in her mind as to why she was there, and what she has done wrong. Luckily, she had her cat, Gremlin, to keep her company. “Don’t worry, Gremlin. I’ll find a way out of here, one way or the other.”She said as she began to scratch Gremlin on her sweet spot underneath her chin, causing her to purr away.

Then the cell door opened and the captain of the guard, Korath, entered. As he stepped inside with the other two guards behind him, he was shocked to see the cat on Isabella’s lap. They immediately stopped where they stood and just stared at Gremlin. “You didn’t mention that she had a Flerken.“ Korath whispered to one of the guards as he was uncomfortable. “Gremlin is not Flerken, but she is much worse than that.” Isabella said to the group the small hint of a warning in her voice.

Korath asked her, “Then what is she?“ Isabella replied, “She is what you call a Chimera. A creature that can shape shift into a bigger counterpart of her self. But don’t worry, she won’t hurt you, unless you do something stupid, of course.”

“Our leader, Ronan, requests your presence. We are to escort you to him.” Isabella raised her eyebrows in shock, and then again, she had that feeling in her gut. Something was going to go bad. The two Kree soldiers take her by her arms and escorted her out of the cell, with Gremlin following behind her. It wasn’t long until they get to the throne room, where Ronan was waiting, with his Warhammer in his hand.

She looked over to her right and saw a bald blue and purple woman, known as Nebula, looking over at her, with a look that made Isabella uncomfortable. She looked away instead at the floor, not saying anything.“Take off her restraints.”Ronan commanded, and they obeyed. He signaled his guards,including Nebula to leave, as he got up and approached Isabella. Ronan walked toward Isabella and began to circle around her, and she continued to stare at the floor, with Gremlin, watching from afar.

After 15 seconds of awkward silence, Ronan finally spoke, “Do you know why I brought you here?” Isabella was a little scared, but she replied, “No, I do not know why you brought me here.” He stood in front of her, raised her head up to look at him with his right hand. “I’ve been observing you from a far from your homeworld, and you seem to be an interesting specimen, not to mention very beautiful.” Isabella gently looked away from him, and she felt her cheeks beginning to get warm. “You don’t have to look away from me, for I will not hurt you. “Ronan said with assurance.

Isabella looked back at him and asked him, “Then why did you bring me here?” He replied, “I brought you here with the intention to make you my mate, to have someone rule by my side. Since my homeworld is lacking suitable partners, I was recommended I must find someone someplace else, and that someplace happens to be on your homeworld.” Isabella felt her heart dropped to what she was hearing. She didn’t know what to say or do. Her? To be the wife of the Kree leader?

Before she could say anything, at the corner of her eye, she saw Gremlin running through the hallway of the throne room toward her, with Nebula chasing after her with a sword. Gremlin leapt up into Isabella’s arms with a look of shock on her face. Almost immediately, Ronan stopped her from coming any closer toward Isabella and Gremlin. “Why are you trying to hurt my cat? Has she done something to you?” She asked as she did her best to calm Gremlin down. “Do not speak a word to me, Terran! I don’t answer to you.” Nebula said to her in an aggressive way. But Ronan, annoyed at how Nebula would act toward his supposedly future mate in front on him. “What gave you the audacity to disrespect my future mate and attempting to cause harm to her companion?”He asked, with a hint of anger in his throat.

Nebula asked him, “You’re actually going to defend this disgusting being, and that furball she’s holding?” Gremlin hissed at her. “How do you think Thanos is going to react when he hears that you chose a Terran as a mate?” She asked again. Ronan, really irritated, spoke to Nebula, “First off, Thanos already knows about her, because I told him.” Nebula was shocked to hear this when he told her that Thanos already knew about the situation. Then he warned her, “And second, any harm that comes to Isabella or her companion, I’ll see to it not only you’ll spend your time in my cell, but I will send back Thanos your head. Do I make myself clear?”

Nebula slowly backed away and bowed her head in shame, replied,“Yes, master.” “Good, now leave out of my sight.“ He commanded, and she walked away. Looking back a little bit over her shoulder. Isabella was second as to how Ronan stood up for her. She finally said, “Is it all right if I have some time to think about it?” Ronan nodded and said to her, “Take all the time you need, but I wish to have an answer when I come back having business I must attend to. I will return in two days time.”

With that said, Ronan had one of the servants to escort and attend to her new place of residence on the ship, and to have Korath assign a guard to look after her while he was gone. And, of course, to keep watch for Nebula just in case she try anything else.

Two days later…

As Isabella was going back to her room after doing some activities around the ship, out of nowhere, a blade sliced her arm, causing a large gash to form. She screamed as she fell to the ground, holding and keeping pressure on it. Isabella looked up and out of the shadows was no other than Nebula herself. “What’s wrong with you? What did I ever do to you?!?” She yelled out to her. As Nebula walked closer, she replied, “I will not have a filthy, dirty Terran like you taint our race, or even so much get to be with Ronan, whom I have served with my life. And if it means I have to terminate you out of existence, so be it.”

As she raised her sword to finish her off, a huge creature with fur, snatched the blade right out Nebula’s hand and landed in between her and Isabella. She was shocked to see how enormous was the animal right in front of her, still holding her sword in it’s mouth and snarling at her as it’s eyes glowed and they looked as if they belonged to a cat. With a closer inspection, she realized that the creature was Gremlin. “I did warn Korath that she is more dangerous than a Flerken.” Isabella said, with her voice still shakened.

Then, as of right on cue, Ronan and the rest of his guards, walked right in to see what was going on. He looked over and was horrified to see Gremlin ‘s true form, and also to see his future mate on the ground, holding her arm. Gremlin dropped the sword and swiped it toward the group. Ronan picked it up and inspected the blade and saw the blood on it. Not blue like the Kree, but red. Ronan, slowly looked at Nebula with rage in his eyes. “What did you do to her?” he asked with anger in his throat. “Nebula attacked me as I was heading back to my room, unprovoked. And Gremlin came to my aid.” Isabella managed to say before she passed out from blood loss and everything went dark.

When Isabella woke up, she found her self in a room, surrounded by a couple of female Kree servants attending to her injury. As she was just about to sit up, one of the servants, gently pushed her back down and said, “You must not move, you need to lie still.” Ronan walked in, and to her surprise, he had Gremlin in his arms. “How long was I unconscious?” Isabella asked as Ronan handed her cat to her. Ronan replied, “You were out half a day, you lost a lot of blood. I managed to give you some of my blood, in order to save your life.” Isabella light back down as tears began to roll down her eyes.

Ronan saw this and for the first time, actually found it hurt him to see Isabella cry. He placed his hand on her uninjured shoulder and asked her, “ Tell me why are you so sad?” She replied, “I was thinking about what you said earlier before you were to leave to attend to some business. I realized that I miss my family and everyone back on my home world.” Ronan was taken aback at this, but he continue to listen.

“I will marry you, on two conditions.” He asked “What are they?” She told him, “One: that my home world is to remain untouched. And two: that I will be allowed to see my family and friends.” Ronan was surprised to hear such conditions, so he said, “I will grant you these two conditions, only if you will agree to mine.” and she asked, “And what are yours?” He replied, “One: that you must promise to remain loyal and faithful to me, and you must promise to love me.” Isabella nodded in agreement. But then, she remembered: Nebula. Slowly, but steady, she sat up from her bed and asked Ronan, “What happened to Nebula?” Ronan replied, “You don’t have to worry about her for a while, for she will be spending time in the cell that you were in recently. And of course, I warned her the next time she caused any more harm to you, I found a better punishment, then sending back Thanos her head.” Isabellas eyes went wide when she heard this, but then, she calmed down.

After a few weeks of Ronan and Isabella getting to know each other, they decided it was time to tie the knot, in a private ceremony with Thanos officiating the union. He did, indeed kept his promise and let her see her family and friends on earth that remained untouched. Some time later, she gave birth to twins, a boy named Ronan, and a girl named Isabelliene.

I hope you guys enjoy the story. Sorry if it is taking me some time to fully do my drawing that I posted up here earlier. I know it’s taking me a little while. But don’t worry, I will get back to it.

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