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abbyromanoff · 1 month

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Hi! could i request a one shot (or whatever) of nebula (gotg) it can be fluff or smut idm!! tysm!:)

IS THAT A YES?

PAIRINGS: Nebula x reader

WORD COUNT: 995

WARNINGS: angst, Nebula being insecure, fluff overall tbh, think that’s abt it :)

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

You yawned as you walked down the halls to your headquarters, your head throbbing slightly as you made a mental note to take some painkillers soon. You were more than ready to rest by now considering your long day of training with Star Lord and Rocket, along with their constant bickering and nitpicking between one another. You swore you were like a mother at this point, and none of them could deny it.

You stopped when you spotted Mantis appearing her head into Nebula’s room, causing your eyebrows to raise in suspicion. You stepped closer with each step holding less sound than the one before and suddenly placed your hands on her shoulders, causing her to jump before nearly colliding her hand with your cheek.

“Relax, Mantis, I was only scarin’ you.” She shushed you with a finger to your lips, and you squinted your eyes at her action. She rolled her own and continued to listen in on the conversation that was mumbled but just barely heard.

“What is going on-“

“Shh! Gamora and Nebula are talking.” She whispered, and her antennas began to light up as the two went on.

“And you’re eavesdropping, why?” You couldn’t deny your peaked interest now that Mantis had brought it up.

“I’m not eavesdropping…I just- I felt something and I was interested.”

“Right, so, eavesdropping. Got it.” You were about to walk away and continue on with your night until you got clear of your name. You stepped backwards into your original position and came closer to the door where a small crack was left, you were surprised you two haven’t been heard.

“It’s not that difficult, Nebula, if you like them just tell them that.”

“That is easy for you to say, look at you,” You bit the inside of your cheek as you heard the girl's voice lowly speak. “You are much prettier than I am. Besides, how am I to know if they are interested in, well, people like me?” You felt a small tug at your heart as you heard the sadness in her tone, and you wanted to simply rush in and hug her tightly like she deserved.

“Listen, you like Y/N, correct?” You heard Gamora stand from the bed. Your eyes widened as you heard the secret revealed and a small blush began creeping upon your cheeks.

“Of course I do.”

“Then you need to do something about it. You’re not going to get everything you want by doing nothing, you need to work for the things you want. You’re gorgeous, and I’m sure they know the same thing, so don’t convince yourself otherwise just because you’re afraid.” She spoke, giving herself a moment before stepping towards the door unbeknownst to you. She opened it and raised her brows when seeing the two of you standing there, causing Mantis to freeze before running off while you stood still. She closed it behind her, giving you a knowing look and gesturing towards the door before going in the same direction that your friend had.

“Wait, Gamora,” Before you could finish your sentence, the door opened once more, only this time a different person was behind it. Her eyes widened just enough for you to notice and you gulped as you placed your arms across your chest nervously.

“Hey, uhm…what’s up?” She didn’t respond, instead returning to her previous spot in her room while you followed her slowly.

“So, how’s your day going?” You never once saw her nervously place her hands together but for the first time, you did. You felt horrible for following Mantis’s actions now considering the impact it had.

“Nebula, can you answer me? Please?”

“You were eavesdropping on me and Gamora.”

“I- well, not exactly eavesdropping,” You rebutted your previous claim, causing her to turn and face you now and you could see her face in full beauty, it elicited a smile across your face.

“You were listening in on my personal conversation, that is eavesdropping, Y/N.”

“Okay, fine, I was eavesdropping, but Mantis started it! Besides, that’s not the point. I think you know what I’m going to say, Nebula.” You bit your lip anxiously and took a stride forward, now unable to meet eye contact with the woman at hand.

“You know, I like you too. Like, a lot, actually.” She raised her head quickly, her arms falling at her side and her emotions seemingly unreadable.

“You’re being serious?” A breathy laugh was let through as you nodded.

“Yes, I’m being serious. I’ve liked you for a while, probably since I first laid my eyes on you.” She suddenly stalked towards the near empty desk in her room and grabbed the singular item. She toyed with the tulip before thrusting it forward and into your chest as you questioned her with an eyebrow.

“I heard you talking with Drax about how much you missed some Earthly items, so when we landed and I spotted this flower I thought of you instantly. I don’t know how long it will last, but hopefully long.” A smile cracked at her lips as she spotted yours arising again.

“Nebula, that- that’s so sweet of you. I…thank you!” You hugged her tightly, your face resting on her neck while your arms wrapped around her shoulders.

“Oh, uh, sorry.” You spoke as you realized the closeness shared between you two, and you tried leaning back until you felt her hands on your lower back pulling you in slowly.

“I thought you didn’t like people touching you?”

“I don’t, but you’re not the same as anyone else.” A moment passed by with the two of you only standing so close to one another that your personal space had forfeited into nonexistence.

“Will you go on a date with me, Y/N?”

“Where?”

“I do not exactly know, maybe in here, maybe in your room. I do not mind, I just want to be with you.”

“I would want nothing more.”

#nebula #nebula x reader #nebula fluff #nebula angst #nebula comfort #nebula marvel #nebula gotg

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 6 months

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Corsetry Kink with Nebula ~Kinktober 2023

Happy October 28th!!! Welcome to the fourth and the final week of Kinktober! 💙 On the docket today we have a Corsetry Kink. With the adopted daughter of a titan and Guardian of the Galaxy, Nebula. Enjoy!! 🖤🎃

Previous Day <—found here!

Kinktober 2023 <—Here!!

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, Corsetry kink, teasing, kissing, flustering, talk of smut, self worth issues, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Got you something…” you cooed, hiding the box behind your back.

Nebula starred at you with her iconic annoyed look.

“What?” She impatiently asked.

You grinned and handed her the box.

“Because you always say you want to be pretty, and I always say that you are pretty…” you explained, “So I thought I’d remind you how pretty you are.

She grabbed the box from you swiftly.

“I’m not pretty…” Nebula huffed, throwing the box open and letting its pieces fall to the ground.

What was left was a corset in the woman’s hand. She held it up with awe, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Her gaze then eventually shifted to you.

“I…” she stammered, desperately searching for the right words.

“It’s alright. Don’t say anything.” You reassured her, “Just put it on. And kiss me…”

Her eyes darkened at your last sentence, and she nodded eagerly. Nebula then began attempting to put on the corset. But it was apparent quite quickly that she needed assistance.

“Here, Let me…” you hummed, floating over to the blue woman and helping her adorn the corsetry with ease, tightening the garment to her satisfaction.

Nebula nodded in thanks and then looked in the mirror. Her jaw dropped and tears started to brim on her eyes.

She then swiftly turned back to you and smashed her lips against yours. You reciprocated eagerly. Your tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths, before having to pull away for air.

“What do you think…?” You ask, indicating to the corset.

Nebula looks at you, to the corset, and back to you.

“It’s hot. It’s so hot. Make me want to thank you…” She pants, inflecting her tone on thank to get across to you how much this was turning her on.

“You look hot.” You purr, “and sexy. And pretty. And horny…”

You tease the woman with your last word, receiving a swat in the arm from your efforts.

“Hey!” You exclaim, rubbing your arm dramatically.

“What, You’re telling me that you aren’t getting wetter by the second…?” You change your tone to a husky purr.

Your words send shivers down Nebula’s spine.

“Shut up…” she grumbled.

“I won’t, not sorry.” You purr, shrugging, “You’re making me so fucking horny, baby… Wanna fuck you while you look all pretty tied up in that corset…”

Nebula’s eyes widen and she gulps. After a second, she nods vigorously.

“Nuh uh… ” You cooed teasingly, wagging your finger playfully at her, “Want me to show you how pretty you are…? Want me to tighten that corset and cut off your circulation…? Use your words then.”

Nebula blushed at your words and fiddled with her fingers.

“Please…” she whispered.

“What was that?”

“Please fuck me” she pled, “fuck me pretty please…!”

“Because you asked so nicely.” You purred, tilting your head to the woman.

“But Baby, You’re already pretty. I’ll just have to remind you of that…” you cooed, connecting your lips to Nebula’s once more.

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Next Day <—Puppy Play Kink!!

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midnightmayhem13 · 10 months

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You're all i wanted

a/n this idea has been in my head for a while nd i'm tryna fill up the nebula x reader tag🩶 love my tall emo girl so here's some angst

summary: love wasn't ever easy. especially when nebulas embarrassed of her love for you and treats you like shit on the bottom of her shoe

nebula x reader; mean nebula, also mean guardians gamora x nebula, gamora x reader (platonic) angsty with a happy ending; just nebula with her soft girl

nebula had caught your eye ever since you two met. having to take nebula in for gamoras sake, you couldn't help but fall in love? you didn't understand, well you did i mean she was beautiful even with all her parts, her eyes captivated you, the way she didn't let people tell her what to do or ever let herself be scared of something. you fell in love from afar bc she wouldn't let you close anyways.

little did you know, nebula had taken a liking to you. now that was something she didn't understand. why you? and why did she like you? she treated you as if you didn't exist and you still made efforts to try to be close to her. you had defended her and all she did was yell at you and tell you to leave her alone. she shouldn't like you she thought. she sure didn't try to act like it. someone as beautiful as you didn't deserve to be with her. being mean to quill or drax or rocket was easy, it's the only way she ever treated them. but seeing you get teary eyed or hearing your voice crack when she raised her voice at you hurt her more than she cared to admit. and she liked seeing people get hurt. why did she get angry when rocket made a mean comment and made you cry? or why did it anger her when you got hurt fighting a goon?

nebula had you under her gaze all day everyday, her sister took note of this. gamora found it odd bc you couldn't seem like a threat even if you tried. the thought came to her head but she ignored it. nebula didn't like you like that right? right?

it was obvious to everyone that you had heart eyes for nebula. you wouldn't tolerate the way she treated you if you didn't. you didn't plan on telling her, never in a million years would your feelings be reciprocated.

it all started going downhill one night. the whole team, even nebula. was sitting together having drinks and laughing.

"HA quill remember when mantis exposed your sexual feelings for gamora" drax cackled making rocket and mantis crack up at the memory. gamora just rolled her eyes leaned into quill

"alright guys cmon let's not talk abt that. y/n would be in a deeper hole if mantis did the same. she has the fatest crush on blue girl over here" quill said proudly. your world went dark. no no no no. not this way. everyone was laughing except gamora and nebula who now looked like she had a disgusted look on her face. you felt tears well up in your eyes. this is so humiliating.

all you wanted to do was run. so you did. you got up from your spot and locked yourself in your room. the men's laughs only grew louder as you ran away. gamora sending you a sympathetic look as you turned to see if they were watching you as well.

you sobbed and sobbed. the smallest chance of becoming close to nebula was just crushed. you didn't leave your room from two days. finally deciding you had to face your fears you went out.

the boys continued to laugh but it wasn't as funny as two days ago. but when you tried to approach nebula, she told you to get away from her and left. this continued for days as she avoided you and constantly made you know she didn't want anything to do with you.

it's not that she thought she was superior to you. bc god she was in love you with. she didn't know what that was tho.

after about a week of being avoided and treated like shit by nebula you decided to give up. you wouldnt bother or burden her anymore.

one day in the late evening you went to look for something you had left out. when you ran into all the guardians on the ship. gamora organizing some files and cleaning, the guys talking, mantis and groot making an attempt at knitting, and ofc course nebula working on something on her arm.

you took a deep breath and went out to look for whatever you were looking for.

"hey lover girl" rocket teased. not again. drax and quill caught on and had smug looks on their faces, ready to make you regret ever leaving your room.

"i would shoot myself if i were nebula, have you seen yourself?" drax snickered letting out a belly laugh. guess they felt like being dickheads to you again. the all laughed and pointed. looking as if just looking at you made them almost pee their pants

you would do the same in this moment.

nebula just watched. wanting to laugh but knowing deeply she wanted to shoot all the men in the head for hurting your feelings. she knew how much words hurt your feelings, reasoned it for calling you weak various times.

your sure you were already crying but you didn't notice. all you wanted to do was get out of there but they had blocked your path. making you start to shake. you couldn't stand up for yourself because your voice was caught in your throat.

peter caught his breath as if preparing himself to say something. you too had prepared yourself for whatever he was about to say.

"of course nebula doesn't like you idiot! you're uglier than rocket!" peter barley managed to get out.

that one stung your heart more than anything could. you didn't think rocket was ugly, but knowing it was obvious to everyone that you had no chance because you weren't attractive was what hurt.

"hey!" rocket said sounded angered, it soon turned into a deep laughter "thats... that's a good one" he nearly yelled not being able to hold back throwing his head back in amusement.

you didn't care about crying in front of them anymore, you just wanted to leave.

just as you had made your way out covering your face with your hands, someone pushed you harshly. and lucky you, you fell straight into nebulas arms who had just gotten up to leave

"UGHHH, get off of me!" nebula yelled pushing you away from her harshly. you nearly fell ass first on the floor. as soon as you regained your composition. you were completely sobbing. breathing heavily and trembling.

"im sorry" was all you said as you past nebula. you couldn't even get we it out without your voice cracking and your breath picking up pace. she saw you disappear into the shadows and heard your door close.

why did i do that? was all nebula thought, all she wanted to do was hold you and comfort you, even tho she didn't know how, she wanted to prove to the imbeciles wrong. instead of saying anything she just left

"what the hell is wrong with you?!" gamora yelled slapping peters arm and rushing to your room. your door wasn't locked bc all you wanted to do was curl up and die. "y/n..." was all she said. she held you and let you cry on her until you fell asleep. nebula had told her everything she felt about you. why wouldn't she let it show. you were the sweetest girl in the galaxy. you just wanted to love nebula.

after leaving your room she went to find her sister. she found her in her small room doing some work on a new weapon she recently found. "what was that nebula?" she asked fiercely. "i don't know, get out" gamora inhaled aggressively "are you kidding me?! y/ns the sweetest girl in the galaxy. all she wanted was you, nebula. you couldn't even defend her. and did you have to shove her? cmon nebula, i know we both never knew what love was but the least you could do is not treat her like shit! y/n would kill to be as close to you as i am right now" with that gamora left. leaving nebula staring into nothing, feeling as if she got stabbed in the heart.

this time, you didn't step out of your room. you didn't eat or leave the room other than to use the restroom. you cried day and night just holding yourself and cursing yourself for every catching feelings for her. and even after all of this. she was all you wanted.

nebula found herself think of you often. really often. the ship had been even less enjoyable without your constant efforts to try to talk to her or your beautiful smile when all she did was glare at you.

nebula stood outside your door. listening to your sobs knowing she caused this. knowing she couldve stopped it. she wanted to knock, to talk to you, to hold you. to love you.

she found herself in this position a lot. standing outside your door wanting to knock or see you walk out. she just wanted to see you. she regretted ever purposely hurting your feelings.

gamora eventually saw nebula doing this in her routine. encouraging her to talk to you. nebula just shook her head and walked away.

about three weeks later she was tired of waiting. wanting two just burst in and tell you everything. until one day, while she was staring at your door, you opened it. and for the first time in what felt like forever. she saw your gorgeous face. although there wasn't the light of happiness that there usually was. there was just, emptiness, puffy eyes, tear stained cheeks.

"i'm-i'm sorry i didn't know you were passing. i'll j-just go" you rambled going to close the doors before you cried at the sight of her face.

she slammed her hand on the door not letting you close it "wait. please." she said almost sounding desperate. with a deep breath, you let her in.

you two sat on your bed, an awkward amount of space away between. you fiddled with your fingers, quickly wiping away tears with the sleeve of your hoodie. nebula watched you. a small smirk on her face from finally being able to see you. she knew she had to make things right, right now.

she stiffly scooted closer to you. she heard your breath hitch and saw your cheeks get red. maybe there was still hope.

you two were shoulder to shoulder. facing the big window of your room. you always had the best view of the galaxy. she looked over at you and softly smiled when she saw you quickly looked away flustered

breaking the silence, she huskily said"i always thought you were the most beautiful girl in the galaxy." "wha?" you questioned softly the air having left your lungs from her sweet words.

you two were staring at eachother now. shoulder to shoulder. your eyes never looked so beautiful. and you had never seen how pretty her blue hue was.

she roughly grabbed your hand but held it gently. you were sure she could hear your heart beat. "please stop hurting me, it's not funny" was all you said. whispering it as you were on the brink of tears

nebulas heart shattered realizing you thought she was playing a cruel joke on you. god how she loved you, but how could she come about it.

she squeezed your hand three times. gently grabbed your chin to look into your sad eyes. she wiped a tear from your cheek. she didn't know what to do. so she just acted on impulse. she kissed you. softly, sweetly, briefly. when she pulled away your eyes were still shut and your cheeks were pink. you were so beautiful to her.

"im sorry, i never meant to hurt you. i didn't know what to do." nebula admitted shyly. you had stared with so much love in your eyes after everything she had put you through "it's okay" was all you said, your chin still in her hand, gazing at her. "no it's not. don't say it is because it's not. i will make it up to you." nebula stated firmly. posture stiffening as she squeezed your hand as if she was trying to pop it. you giggled and smiled. "you're all i ever wanted" you whispered touching your forehead against hers.

i love you, im sorry

was all nebula wanted to say and all you wanted to hear, but in never came out. but you were okay with it, as long as she was here now

and everything seemed right after that. you in nebulas arms was all you ever wanted. and now you had it.

a/n that was long i'm sorry😭 it had been in my head for the longest time and writing it felt so good lmao hope you guys enjoyed🩶

#nebula x reader #nebula imagine #nebula angst #nebula fluff #gotg #wlw #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #omg i love nebula #ima fill her tag

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erineas · 3 months

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Anyway i haven't been slacking off, i bought a new laptop and been practicing since september, yeeey! Wallpaper version in case you want it✨

#Outertale Sans #I think his fluff should be nebula-like (?)#Fluffy and light and sparkling with stars #Take it as compensation for the cursed post #Please ° °)

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linkandorf · 17 days

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Daroach & Gooey

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somethinginworl · 15 days

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Hi!! I've been working on this for months!! Now I'm proud to present to you; My Kirby gijinkas!

Let me know whatcha think!

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nebuladreamz · 10 months

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Not everything is sunshine and rainbows

#nebula art and doodles #fnaf sun #fnaf sundrop #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf starlit skies #starlit skies #fnaf y/n #daycare attendant #dca #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf 9 #you fuckers have no idea how much i think about angst #however i love fluff as well and amb a litlte guy

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searyyn · 18 days

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My full Warframe reference sheet

#warframe art #warframe #Tess #Ember Pyraxis #Kavat #Warframe Maggot #Warframe fluff #nebula

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fandomnerd9602 · 7 months

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A-Force headcanons?, on seeing Y/N get flicked by Zeus like what happened to Thor

Their Reactions to Zeus flicking too hard on you…

Carol: oh wow. Never thought I’d see Y/N that way before.

Natasha: those hours of training have paid off. Mmm

Kate faints…

Wanda: I could use a counter spell to help…but I like what I see

Yelena simply shrugs and eats from her mac and cheese bowl…

Valkyrie: I’ll help Y/N…eventually. Mmm

Nebula: Y/N got all the right parts and modifications

You: you flicked too hard dammit!!!

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hellmouthcity · 11 months

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QUICK FIX - Nebula x Reader

details: fluff oneshot , fem/nby reader. this is somewhat of an AU where nebula sticks around after yondu’s death for a bit

summary: you’re an electrical engineer temporarily hired by the guardians for ship repairs and general weapon tinkering. nebula’s cybernetic arm has been acting up a little lately, so it’s a good thing you’re around to help! if she’ll let you.

You never thought being on a spaceship for not even a month would drive you this insane.

A few weeks back, you got a request to stay on a ship for a little while to be around for emergency repairs, since this band of weirdos seemed to always be having emergencies. When you saw it was the Peter Quill who wanted to hire you, you immediately accepted. Who hasn’t heard of them! It isn’t every day you get to hang out with the Guardians of the freakin’ Galaxy, even if you were just the repair guy.

Unfortunately, the crew here was just as unstable as their ship. It was a wonder how they didn’t blow the whole thing up from impromptu ‘weapon tests’, which consisted of the guardians firing blasters at each other in some twisted game of tag. They were a little rowdy for your taste, but you all got on well enough.

Peter, despite his douchery, was actually a pretty normal guy. He even liked to joke and have fun like your friends back home. He cared a lot about his ship, which you found a little respect in. He’d instruct you on the problems, and you’d find a solution. That always earned you a high-five or a pat on the back. The others seemed to tolerate him, especially Gamora. Your interactions were short and sweet, but she was kind. You noticed her get a little looser whenever Quill was around. It was gross in a sweet way.

On the other hand, Gamora’s sister was as far as you could get from social. She hasn’t said a word to you the entire time you were here. Sometimes you forgot she was even part of the team. On the rare occasions she’d leave her room, she was never around for long. You’d look at her as she passed by sometimes, wondering what she was like under her intimidating black eyes and cold shell.

You didn’t think about that for too long. You could tell her friendship had to be earned, like a wild animal that you had to let come to you. She seemed to be having a few problems lately. Technical difficulties. You heard from Rocket that her cybernetic arm [which you still think is insanely cool] has some problems shifting to weaponry mode. You wondered if she’d approach you about that.

Right now, you were fixing an airlock malfunction at the main port. It was having a problem with sealing properly after it closed. Yet another emergency. With oxygen escaping, and all that. At this point, you were used to all the high-pressure and near life-threatening circumstances. You just worked with your space visor on, which was coming in more and more handy these days. Everyone was in their respective rooms. You were alone out here at last!

There was one little problem though - your blowtorch was fresh out of juice. If only there were someone on this ship with a blowtorch arm modification! And if only it WORKED!!!

You exhaled through your nose at the thought of Nebula suddenly turning up to offer her help. It was the most unlikely thing in the galaxy, probably. No way that would happen. Just as you stood to go inform Quill about you issue, you nearly bumped directly into the girl you least expected to see.

“Ah- geez! You snuck up on me!!” You exclaim, surprised that she seemed to have indirectly read your thoughts. Nebula just looked at you, black eyes seeming to pierce right through you. You shivered. Looks like you had to do the talking. “Um. I’m trying to fix the air lock, but my blowtorch just ran out,” you explained, pulling the trigger to demonstrate. No flame came out. “...and last I checked, there’s no fuel for this on the ship. So, I kind of hit a dead end.”

Still, Nebula said nothing. For a moment, you wondered if she was even capable of speech. Then you heard a weird kind of… grinding sound. Both of your attentions drifted down to Nebula’s arm as it sparked and jittered in an odd way. She grunted, smacking it with her other hand. It sparked even harder, and eventually stopped moving altogether. She couldn’t even move her fingers. She let out a noise of rage, shaking the immobile part. You couldn’t hold in a little giggle. Her head snapped up to face you, and you instantly went silent.

“Is this funny to you?” Nebula demanded, voice deep and serious. You hadn’t heard her voice before. It was powerful and threatening. She meant business, and it felt like you wore pyjamas to the interview. You took a step backwards, a little worried for your own safety. She may not have a functional arm blaster, but she could still knock your lights out.

“No, no, sorry. Very serious.” You said quickly, avoiding her glare. She let out a short sigh, now more closely examining her malfunctioned part. You looked, too. If only she’d let you get in there, you could fix it… “You know, I could try and help you out with that.” You offered nervously, hoping she wouldn’t just turn around storm off.

“What makes you think I need your help?” The luphomoid snapped, jerking her head at you. You dropped your gaze a little. You kind of expected this reaction.

“Well, it’s just… it could be a little hard to repair one-handed, if you planned on doing it yourself.” You tried to reason. She looked at you, eyes narrowed like this was a trick.

“I’m perfectly capable of doing this on my own.” She told you firmly. You nodded, stepping back a little further in surrender.

“Right, understood. Just keep in mind I’m here if you ever need help.” You hoped she’d change her mind, but she wasn’t there with you yet. She just strode past you in the direction of her room, on her way to independently repair her own arm like the badass she is. You smiled to yourself, finding this cyborg a little silly. You crouched back down and decided to take a break. You’d continue in a little. And who knows? Maybe Nebula would change her mind.

Not even 15 minutes later, you heard footsteps heading in your direction. You looked up from the wrench you were adjusting to see Nebula had, as predicted, made a return. It seems she had no such luck in making the repair on her own. She was purposely avoiding looking at you, [working] fist clenched. She was embarrassed!! You decided to pretend like you weren’t expecting it.

“Oh? Back so soon? I would’ve thought you were going to fix your arm yourself!” You teased from where you sat, a little smug. “After all, you’re perfectly capable of doing it yourself.”

“Quiet!” She shouted, making you flinch. Okay, so Nebula’s not a fan of playful sarcasm. Noted. “You offered a service free of charge to me. I would be a fool to decline it.” You looked up at her, nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, that’s true. Glad you came to your senses.” Carefully, like you were trying not to spook a feral creature, you stood. “I knew you couldn’t resist me.” You joked, and Nebula scoffed. She tried to roll her eyes, though it wasn’t exactly noticeable.

“Just do your job.” She spoke bluntly. You offered a smile and started to reach for her arm so you could examine it. She instantly jerked back and you retracted your hand.

“Well, I kind of can’t if you won’t let me see what’s up.” You tried to explain. Nebula’s eyes darted between your eyes and your hand, and she relaxed her shoulders just a little, almost an apologetic look drifting over her face before it was replaced with her signature cold neutrality. Slowly, she approached you and raised her arm, almost defensively. You cautiously reached out and started feeling for some sort of seam where a section could be unscrewed, but this was an odd piece of machinery. It was segmented in a lot of different ways in a lot of different places, so you weren’t really sure how to get a peek inside.

Nebula seemed to notice your confusion, so she sighed and rotated her arm so that her palm was facing upwards. On the underside, you saw a larger rectangle that stood out a bit from the rest of the metal. You quickly bent to collect a tool from your set, then stood to pry the covering off. And wow, was it even more complicated on the inside. You were used to things like this, though. Artificial automation is your jam. It didn’t take long to find the issue.

“Found your problem! Your hydraulic springs have popped out a little. I’m guessing these are what enable your arm to transition so smoothly to different physical states. If these springs undergo a lot of winding up then unwinding in a rapid manner, they can accidentally pop loose and you have to reset them.” You explained, motioning to the issue as you described it. Nebula watched intently as you spoke. “And as for the lack of movement, one of your circuits got tripped. Too much power started flowing through it, I’m guessing when you tried to force your arm to shift. Maybe don’t do that again, for future reference.”

“I see. Can you fix it?” She demanded rather than asked. You went down again to get another tool, returning with a thumbs up upon standing upright again.

“I sure can. This won’t take long,” you went quiet as you went into focus mode, recoiling the spring and even tightening a few loose bolts in other areas. You flipped a breaker off and back on again, and her arm jolted back to life. After applying a little mechanical lubricant, you closed her arm back up. “All clear!”

You confirmed you were done with a little finger-gun motion. Nebula looked at you, then flexed her fingers, which all responded accordingly. Her eyes snapped back up at you in disbelief, and you grinned.

“What did I tell you? I’m good at what I do.” You decided to toot your own horn just a little. But now it was time for the real test. Could her arm shift successfully? The panels and segments started to shift around and change, rounding where her hand was into a little cylinder-like structure. She twitched, and a small, blue flame sprouted from the tip. You looked up at her with wide eyes.

“You were trying to help me this whole time..?” You asked, stunned. She looked away from you, like she was checking if anyone else was near. The coast was clear.

“Guess we’re even.” Nebula said in a different tone that her previous harsh words. Your face crackled into a smile.

“Aw, thanks Neb-”

“If you let anyone one know I won’t hesitate to throw you into space myself. Understood?” She glared directly into your soul, making sure you knew she was serious. But you didn’t feel so threatened anymore. You kept smiling.

“Understood.”

#nebula x reader #fluff #oneshot #ryanwrites

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doerrferr · 3 months

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okok i really need to sleep but im being unnecessarily autistic thinking about

»crowley’s snake eyes can’t see the stars«

and what if aziraphale got them one of the nebula sensory lamps and miracled it more accessible so crowley could see them (and so that it showed their favourite nebulae)

#good omens #crowley #good omens 2 #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiocy #unbearably autistic #but on a fr not i NEED a nasa image nebula projector #or make one into existence because deAR LORD #ineffable fluff #aziracrow #ARARARARJSHSGDHSGD #good omens hc #headcanon #it’s not headcanon it’s real #and im crying

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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months

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˚₊‧✶ headcanons & imagines ✶‧₊˚

smut-free | complete | word count: varies.

various guardians of the galaxy headcanons, minifics, and drabbles. back to main masterlist.

headcanons (with some ask-responses & minifics). ✶‧₊˚

˚₊‧✶ 1 - how rocket views sex work (spoiler: positivitely) [NSFW] ˚₊‧✶ 2 - rocket & occasional post-sex feelings [NSFW] ˚₊‧✶ 3 - quill & innocence/optimism ˚₊‧✶ 4 - rocket & nebula (2014) in endgame [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 5 - rocket & quill were scooped together [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 6 - cinnamon roll peter quill continued ˚₊‧✶ 7 - rocket & nova corps [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax; comfort post-xandar [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 9 - rocket's dad-glasses [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 10 - rocket's lifespan [ask response]

˚₊‧✶ 11 - how the bowie got its name (threaded convo with @mrwolfhare) [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 12 - how mantis names the abilisks [ask response] [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 13 - mantis' friendship with rocket [threaded with headcanon 12] [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 14 - mantis & drax & what parenthood means [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 15 - rocket & being a decent fuckin person [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 16 - rocket & nova corps part 2 (with what if? nebula) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 17 - why did thanos snap half of ALL life? (threaded convo with @mrwolfhare) ˚₊‧✶ 18 - rocket is smarter than stark [ask response] ˚₊‧✶ 19 - the bowie's weird construction/smarter than stark pt 2 (convo with @leresq) ˚₊‧✶ 20 - rocket's movie & television tastes (see follow-up ask, what if rocket finds the mcu movies?)

˚₊‧✶ 21 - raccoon sensory perception [ANGST]

varied minifics, imagines, drabbles, and art (mostly/all fluff). ✶‧₊˚

˚₊‧✶ rocket needs comfort food (inspired by creamy chicken fajita pasta nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket reacts to string cheese (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket steals your espresso beans (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket puts on weight 1 (inspired by a nonnie) [fuck fatophobia] ˚₊‧✶ rocket puts on weight 2 (inspired by a nonnie) [fuck fatphobia] ˚₊‧✶ rocket on birthdays (for @lilfoxay) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & coloring (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & origami (inspired by @wren-phoenix) ˚₊‧✶ chonky winter-fur rocket on fron (it fucken wimdy) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket stuck in deep snow (inspired by string cheese nonnie) [FAN ART]

˚₊‧✶ rocket & lava lamps (inspired by @chippybritt & @thirteens-lucky-tardis) ˚₊‧✶ bedtime rituals of rocket racoon (just thoughts; might write more) [THREAD] ˚₊‧✶ rocket needs/hates his anxiety jacket [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket responds to you having an anxiety attack (for hickey-nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & his pjs [FAN ART] *may be a bit spicy/nsfw? ˚₊‧✶ rocket & sudoku, crosswords & word-searches (inspired by @hyperjorts) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & hanayama puzzles (for nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ bathtime rituals of rocket raccoon (inspired by @mrwolfhare) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket sings (inspired by nonnie)

˚₊‧✶ what if rocket finds the mcu movies? (inspired by @mcsquared789) ˚₊‧✶ music and rocket & adam, pete & jason (discussion with @leresq) ˚₊‧✶ rocket goes on a road trip with wanda coming soon! (for hibatasblog)

#rfh headcanons #rocket raccoon headcanon #guardians of the galaxy headcanon #meredith quill is a radical leftist #acab includes the nova corps #the dad glasses tho #peter quill #star lord #drax the dad #nebula #rocket raccoon #gotg rocket #marvel headcanons #guardians of the galaxy #rfh masterlist #rfh fluff

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starheirxero · 20 days

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I'm gunna be so brave and I'm gunna try writing fluff that doesn't go wrong for the first time in years o7

#xero says things #last time i wrote fluff was for a qp human error x dust fic and it WAS super adorable and nothing went wrong #but ever since i've been into robots I have only written fics where the horrors happen in some capacity HAIAHAIAHS #but yk. i wanna make earth and nebula hold hands #so ill be brave. ill write fluff. wholesome style o7

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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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