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Ok so- I need some period fluff with Peter Quill. I saw you do it for Tangerine, and while I’m not a part of that fandom, i thought it would be really sweet to do it with Quill.
It’s totally okay if you’re not interested or too busy or something! Just a thought!
~Bear🐻
hii bear!! I just had to do this first (again sorry to all the others in my inbox, I’ll get there, I promise) thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
if anyone wants the tan fic, link is here
“shark week”
Peter Quill x f reader
wc || 0.8k
warnings || periods but no specific details, fluff
I don’t usually struggle with titles, but this one I did (could you tell?) 😭 I’ll change it if I think of something better
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When it was your time of the month, you had a tendency to be quite sluggish and withdrawn, only ever leaving the bedroom to get more snacks or to use the bathroom. So when Peter noticed that you were confined to the comfort of his apartment on Knowhere, he was naturally a bit worried. You and Peter had been dating for a little while now, so your periods weren’t exactly foreign to him. It was just something that usually slipped his mind as he’d often be confused by different calendars amongst various planets.
Today was your least favourite of all, the day of your period that left you feeling debilitated. So for that very reason, you had spent the majority of the day snuggled in Peter’s sheets, drifting in and out of sleep and eating copious amounts of Zarg Nuts.
Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you see Peter standing in the doorway looking at you with an uneasy expression that instantly softens once he sees you awaken. “Hey,” he says softly, making his way over to the bed and taking a seat at the edge. “You doing okay?” Lacing his hand into yours, brushing his thumb over the back of it.
“Yeah.” You reply, sweetly smiling at him. “Just feeling shitty.”
“Why?” He tenderly questions, eyebrows furrowing as if to analyse your face.
“Bleeding.” You whisper, softly chuckling.
His eyes blow huge, darting over you with caution. “Oh— oh” he responds, finally catching on. “Shark week… again?”
“Yeah Pete, that’s how they work.” You laugh hard, abruptly cutting off when you feel something you shouldn’t have.
His reaction mimics yours, eyes widening when he sees your parted lips. “What? You okay?” His gaze follows you as you bolt out of bed. “What’s going on?”
“Just need—“ your reply muffles behind the bathroom door.
“Need what?” He sweetly questions, nuzzling his ear to the door.
“Shit.” You mumble. Now talking loud enough for him to hear. “In the nightstand, top drawer… there’s a—a paper type box, please can you bring it to me?”
Within seconds, he’s back and knocking on the door with your box of feminine products. “Do I put it under the door, or— or close my eyes? I don’t know what to do, what do I do here?” He replies, his tone flustered as he presses back up against the door.
Adjusting yourself and hiding the toilet paper. “You can come in.”
He slowly opens the door, hand clutched over his eyes as he wavers the box towards you, using the space around him as a guide. Accidentally bumping into a few things along the way. “Put your hand out… what can I get you? What do you need?” He warmly asks, gingerly backing out to give you a moment of privacy.
Stifling a snicker as you watch him leave. “I think I’m okay for now… maybe some tea? Steal it from Mantis, she has good tea.”
“On it.” Running away only to return a second later. Enunciating through the door. “I love you!”
“I love you!” You loudly reply, a wide smile spread along your lips.
When you return to the bedroom, you see Peter bundled under the covers with snacks spread across the bed, holding items to help with your cramps and pains. “Get in.” He grins, opening the covers so you could slip yourself in beside him. Snuggling next to him, he lifts your head so he could support your neck with his bicep, holding you tight against him. “I don’t know if you need this now, or…?” He starts, pulling a hot water bottle from under the sheets.
“Was that on your stomach?” You ask, a giggle held behind your lips.
Chuckling. “Yeah… feels really good.”
“Yeah, I know.” You laugh, nuzzling the side of your head into his chest. “I don’t need it right now, you can keep it.”
“Oh, you’re the best.” He smiles, resting the flat bottle over his abdomen. “Just take it off me if you need it.”
Hiding a grin, you look up at him, gazing in admiration. “I need it now.” Watching his smile slightly fade. “I’m just kidding.”
He fakes a laugh with accentuated and playful features. “Do you need anything? … medicine? Back rub? Foot rub? Kisses? Bath? Sleep? Food? Chocolate? Tummy rub? Tea? — no we got tea. I think making out will help, yeah making out will definitely help.” He aimlessly lists, staring up at the ceiling.
“Yes.”
“To what?” He boyishly grins, twisting his neck to kiss your temple.
“To it all.” You reply, wrapping your arm over his chest. “But I think a nap first, that okay?”
“I’m always down for a nap.”
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hi can u do peter quill x gn reader where the crew walks in on them two either like making out or something (if ur comfy with that if not feel free to ignore!!)
YES. I’ve seen a lot of these and sorry this took long❤️
Also I do tend to lean on more dom reader side so yuh
Peter Quill x GN! Reader
Warnings : suggestive actions, making out grinding etc.
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“fuck,” you had pushed Peter down onto his bed, he laid sprawled out with no shirt and just pants on. Extremely tight pants. You griped your own shirt and lifted it over your head, throwing it somewhere in his room.
You crawled atop of him and glided your chests together. The aching contact of skin on skin for weeks had finally come.
Peter whimpers in your ear as trail your bites and nics down from his ear to his neck. You grip onto the back of his thigh while grinding hard into him.
Peter throws his head back, which gives you more access to marking him. You lick up his neck smirking to yourself. Peter moved his hand to the crook of your neck, pulling you away from his abused and bruised neck, making you look into his eyes.
He smiles and pulls you in to a kiss. Your bodies collided along with your lips. The heat growing more and more in Quills room.
It had been an agonizing week of nonstop working around knowhere. You guys had barely gotten alone time and this was finally your alone time. You both had done everything needed (hopefully) for everyone settling in, and could blow off that stress. (Almost quite literally)
Your guys’ body ached for each other. Not having been touched in the slightest had made you feel so sensitive to it.
Yearning for the pleasure you both ached for, Peter grounded harder into you causing you both to moan, feeling the heat of each others breaths. You grabbed onto his hips allowing him to rock against your thigh slowly. His legs almost wrapping around your waist.
Peter had one grip on your locks, and one on your bicep. You looked down with hooded eyes as his face contorted into pleasure, craning his neck back, mouth agape.
Leaning back down, you went to his ear nipping and biting and soon going to his sweet spot under his ear. Peter moaned louder, the feeling of you marking him and pelvis to pelvis had never felt better.
Whispering sweet praises, you release the side of his hip and grab onto his neck, putting slight pressure making him whimper. You’re thumb move to under this chin and make him crane his neck even more.
“Such a pretty boy,” you mutter into his neck and his back arches. You trail the hand down his chest, grazing his soft but hairy chest. The pads of your fingertips graze his harden nipple and you play with it as you bring him into another kiss.
Catching him off guard while playing with his sensitive nipple, your tongue slips through, passionately adding to the kiss.
Slowly but surely, almost hovering, feather light scratching, your nails run down his abdomen.
“Such a good boy,” you say as you look into his clouded eyes.
Unbuckling his belt, you slip your fingers right under the waist band. Trailing your pads and feeling his well trimmed happy trial, you continue to tease.
Reaching down farther you graze his tip and-
*SLAM BANG*
“QUILL, MANTIS KEEPS USING HER-”
You both stare wide eyed. It was a sight to be seen. Your hand halfway down peters pants, both of your guys shirts off, etc.
“Uhm,” you went to say something to drax but struggled.
Drax stood there and did nothing. To confused and traumatized. Honestly, thank god it was only Drax and not anyone-
“PETER. Do not listen to Drax he’s just-”
Mantis came barging in and had pushed Drax out of the way before looking up and freezing. Her jaw dropped and her already big eyes grew wider.
Before anything else happened, Nebula pushed both of them and screamed. “Will you both shut the-” Frozen as well.
Everyone was quiet. Unsure what the hell to do.
Peter suddenly irked, “well get out! What is with you people and just standing there?!”
They all scattered and Nebula was now pushing both of them out the door, including forgetting to close it.
“Close the fucking door!”
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peter who tells you to just breathe
peter’s big, in multiple senses of the word. you both know this. he’s tall, and he’s buff, and, you know, he’s hung. . so it’s a process when you want him and he wants you, even if it hasn’t been that long.
kissing on the couch ends up with you bent over said couch, cause why walk stumble to the bedroom between kisses and touches and grabs when peter’s mumbling between one kiss and tug of clothes and another “couch, darlin’, right here’s good, anywhere’s good” and you oblige, kissing him again before you turn around and arch your back pretty how he likes it, jolting a little when you feel his hands ghost up the backs of your thighs
and yeah, foreplay helps— one, two, three of his fingers sliding slow and smooth inside you while he reaches under you to tease your clit— but he’s still big, and you can only take so much foreplay before you’re pushing back on him and throwing all caution to the wind. “just put it in,” you’re begging, and quill knows it’s gonna take a while to actually do what you said but at this point, fuck it.
he wastes no time, wraps his hand around his cock and taps his fat tip against your wet cunt, and pushes in just a little. you tense up, and he’s rubbing up and down your back and kneading your sides, humming “you got it, darlin’, you always do.”
and you know you do, but fuck, he’s big.
but he encourages you, whispers “just breathe, baby, le’me in.”
with deep breathes and peter’s hand snaking under you to play gently with your clit, he sliiidess in just a little more, praising you— "look at you, my perfect girl, takin' me so good."
he keeps praising you with every slide of his cock deeper inside you, his sweet tongue never growing short of words to help you. "almost there, pretty, you almost got it" and "you got it, star, know how good you can take it."
and when you close the gap yourself, push back onto him until your ass meets his hips, he's groaning softly as he watches your cunt swallow him up.
"'m all the way in," he tells you. "looked so pretty lettin' me stretch you open."
it takes a minute for you to tell him "move, baby, please", but it's not long until he's pulling out to slide right back in and you're moving back on him, listening to his slurred praises mix with your pretty moans and whines.
#wooo#errmm#ending kinda bad cause#im hashtag saving my good size kink dialogue BLESS UP!#anyways first peter work yay#peter quill smut#peter quill x reader#mcu smut#gotg smut#peter quill x black reader#x black reader#pocwriters#peter quill x black! reader#peter calling you star i'm gonna fucking vomit (i literally fucking wrote it)#anyways gn i have a cold
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big, broad, corn-fed half-god peter quill DEFINITELY has a size kink and you cannot tell me any different
i wont tell u any different bc ur right.
he's so big and broad and buff and he knows this. he's always flexing, just to get on your nerves, or talking about how he could easily overpower you, again, just to get on your nerves. and you pretend to be uninterested, rolling your eyes, scoffing, punching his shoulder which does absolutely nothing.
but when it comes down to it, you love the way peter has so much strength over you. you're obsessed with it, but not nearly as much as him.
he's teasing you, pouting and running the leaking head of his cock up through your folds. "don't think it'll fit. what'd you think, babe?" he's always commenting on how much smaller you are when he's driving into you, pulling little squeaks from your parted lips. "look at that, tiny little thing managed to fit me."
he loves to bend and fold you however he sees fit. pressing you into a counter while he holds your hips still, keeping you secure against him. "no, no, no, no. don't try to run away, sweetheart." there's this one time where he just can't get enough of you, originally fucking you in casual missionary that turns into him pulling you into his lap, your legs held open by both of his hands, most of your weight on your upper back. he openly marveled at how open you were for him then, thinking about how you were so much smaller than him, so much weaker, that you practically had to bend and turn however he wanted you to.
but his absolute favorite way to have you is in a mating press, legs pushed back against your tits by his strong arms, the ones that you hold onto, your nails digging into his skin while your cunt is forced to swallow all of him.
#yeahhh#peter quill x you#peter quill smut#peter quill x reader#quillsworld!#celeste writes mcu#peter quill x gn!reader
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Gamer’s rage; Rocket raccoon x gn! reader
*Author’s note*
Okay so this is a combined request for an anon and @itsscromp but first I must apologize because I no ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about video games, I did some minor research for Call of Duty so if there are any COD fans out there and I’ve f-ed it up about what the first game does, I’m sorry because I’ve never played it and nor any real video games for that matter (my last video game was Bratz Rock Angels).
Not really any warnings just gamer rage, swearing, and gun violence (both video game and in the story. C’mon it’s Rocket guys what’d you expect?)
Taglist:
@plethora-of-things
@waddles03
@psychosupernatural
@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels
@queen-paladin
@queensdivas
@gay-and-ready-to-cry
@austynparksandpizza
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Rocket and I sat a few feet apart from each other but refused to look at the other while Peter was pacing in front of us and the rest of the Guardians were scattered throughout the ship.
“Okay, can you please tell me why the hell the ship looks like a bomb went off in the southern deck?”
“As him!” I snapped.
“Ask me! You’re the one who had the blasters in your hand!” Rocket yelled at me.
“Well I wasn’t the one who threw the actual bomb!”
“Well how else was I gonna stop you from acting like a psycho!”
“You know what?!”
“What!?”
“ALRIGHT ENOUGH!!” Peter screamed at us to stop. “I don’t care who started it or who used what, I just want to know why the hell you guys blew up my ship!?”
“I am Groot.” Said Groot.
“Wait what?” Peter asked.
“I am Groot.”
“It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Said Rocket. I laughed sarcastically as Rocket snarled at me baring his teeth.
“I let you take one round and then when I start winning, you go ballistic!”
“Oh bull!”
“Hold on, you mean to tell me the reason you guys nearly destroyed my ship and aren’t speaking to each other is over a stupid video game?!”
“Not just any game Quill, it was a battle for one’s right to destroy the villainous monsters that were the pansies.” Drax said in awe.
“Nazis, Drax. They were called Nazis.” I corrected him.
“Like the ones Steve fought.” Mantis added.
“Well he mostly fought off Hydra officers but I guess they’re the same thing. They were both douchebags of history.” I said. I guess you’re wondering just what the hell is going on, well let me take you back to how this whole mess began.
*Flashback*
On our base at Nowhere I was going through the itinerary supplies for the Nowhere Trading Company (or NTC as I called it). I was going through the black market goods we managed to swipe from some pirates just 4 quadrants from reaching Xandar’s atmosphere.
I opened up the crate and looked inside to see that it was filled with some classic video games back on Earth.
“Holy shit.” I reached in and grabbed a Spyro the Dragon (yep the first ever Spyro game). “God I hadn’t seen this game since I was a kid.” I continued to dig through and found Crash Bandicoot: The Huge Adventure. “Oh my god, they got almost everything in here.”
The first Mass effect games, the original Super Mario Bros, Mario cart, Sonic the Hedgehog, but I let out a gasp as I quickly dug through the games and pulled out my all time favorite game and felt my arms shaking with excitement.
I ran across Nowhere with the game in my bag, I just had to find him there’s no way he’d ever refuse a game like this.
“Rocket! Rocket! Yo Rocket answer me! Rocket! ROCKET!!”
“Geez I’m right here what’d you blow a gasket or something kid?” Rocket said. I quickly turned to see him remodeling one of the buildings into our storage units, he lifted his goggles over his head and set the blow torch down. I bounded on the balls of my feet excitedly. “You sure you don’t need to use the bathroom kid?”
“You’re not gonna believe what I found.” I sung out. He sighed and came down from the building and walked up to me.
“Alright I’ll bite. What’d you find?” I reached into my bag and handed him the game still bouncing excitedly. “Call of Duty?”
“The first Call of Duty game ever made. No other game could beat out the overrated game that is Halo but this game doubled not only in sale ratings but graphics and story as well.”
“It’s another mind-numbing game. I swear you and Groot are cut from the same cloth when it comes to video games.”
“Come on! I’ve got a feeling you’re really gonna like this one.”
“Not interested, now if you don’t mind I gotta get back to work before Quill gets on my back about finishing this storage unit.” He handed me the case back and climbed back up the stairs. That’s when I said.
“You get to shot at people and blow things up.” He stopped midway up the stairs and turned back to me and said lowly.
“I’m listening.”
“Like Halo, this is a first person shooter game. That’s when you become the character, not just you controlling a character like most video games are. And this takes place during a real life war that happened in my world, the one that Captain Rogers fought in, and you get to shot and kill all the Nazi soldiers you want.”
“What about the blowing things up? You said I could do that right?”
“Oh yeah. Trust me Rocket, this was the first Mature rated game I played at my friend’s house and my god did we blow some shit up.”
“Well screw Quill then! If he wants this storage unit done, he can do it himself. Now uhh—how do we play this thing exactly?”
“There’s gotta be a game station in one of the other boxes where I found this along with a bunch of other games. C’mon.” we raced back to my station and we looked through a couple of more crates until Rocket game across the one that was filled with a bunch of various gaming stations. “Ah-ha! Here it is, PlayStation. Just what we need!”
“Think I might have the perfect place for that.” I followed Rocket back to our ship and that’s where we had set up the game console in the Southern levels of the ship where we had all the monitors and TV/Radio transmitters.
Rocket hooked up the PlayStation to the monitors and after a few switches and wire sparks (better not to ask about that part), once I turned on the game the PlayStation opening rang off and showed off its logo.
“Oh yeah! Alright Rocket hop and squat and prepare to get your virtual ass kicked.”
“Please, I’ve been firing guns since you were in diapers.” He said as he grabbed his controller and I took mine and went through the menu to choose our battlefield.
“Well shooting people in real life vs. virtual works a little differently. But I’ll take that bet there Rocket.” Once the menu showed our options and the title card of the game, I selected my character while Rocket chose his. Next I chose our mission and once we were ready, I scrolled down to the BEGIN MISSION option and the screen went black as it began to load.
The first round of our mission obviously I won but it gave Rocket a chance to learn the ropes of the game and how it worked. So when the next round came in, he got the upper hand and killed me.
“Alright kid, final round is mine for the taking!” Rocket exclaimed.
“Don’t get cocky Rocket just cause you won this round.”
“Please I got this game in the bag.” He selected our final mission and we began our mission. Guns were fired and each side of our screens went red with blood until I came out on top and won the final round. “WHAT THE—”
“HA! In your face Rocket! I am the winner! I am the winner!” I said doing my little victory dance.
“No fair you cheated!”
“Yeah right you just can’t admit that when it comes to virtual shooting you suck at it.”
“I’ll show you who sucks at shooting!” he soon pulled out his gun and fired a warning shot right at me. I flipped over the shot and ducked down.
“What the fuck man!”
“You wanna say I suck again!? Go ahead and say it.” He challenged me. I took out my own gun and fired it at him as he jumped out of the way.
“Warning shot. Next one wont miss.” I warned him.
“You better hope not.” Next thing I knew, the two of us were shooting at each other trying to kill the other, throwing insults at the other for a terrible shot.
Which leads us back to the present.
*Flashback ends*
At the end of our story, Peter pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head disappointedly.
“So can you tell a certain Terran that they’re an arrogant asshole and shouldn’t mess with a true professional?” Rocket said.
“Only if a certain rodent knows that real life shooting and virtual shooting aren’t the same. And that they’re a sore loser and should just suck it up and put on his bog boy pants and accept that someone else can be as good as he is.”
“Like I’d ever admit that!”
“You know you are such a pest you know that!?” I snapped.
“Takes one to know one don’t you think Flea!?”
“I told you to never call me that again!”
“I’ll call yah whatever I want and right now you’re a flea!” I roared as I pounced on him and the two of us began to rumble with each other. Growling and screaming at each other until Peter forced us apart.
“ALRIGHT! I’M CALLING A TIME OUT!!”
“No Quill. I was placing all my money on (Y/n) to win.” Drax said.
“Drax what have we said about placing bets on each other to die whenever a fight breaks out?” Peter said.
“You really suck the joy out of everything. Groot do not take my money, the bet is on halt.”
“I am Groot.”
“After these two, I’m having a talk with the both of you.” Quill released us and began his reprimanding. “You two wanna act like children? Okay then. Go to your room and I don’t wanna see the two of you until you learn to make up and be friends again.”
“As if.” We both said as he still refused to look at each other.
“If not I could always use some target practice dummies.” Nebula suggested.
“We’re not dummies!” we both exclaimed.
“Then it’s your choice. An hour or so in isolation together, or one of you is going to be holding this on top of your heads.” She pulled out a crushed piece of tin and held it out to us. With no other choice we grumbled as we walked away. Shoving each other nonchalantly as we grumbled insults at one another.
*3rd Person POV*
“Ugh I swear those two. Being as good friends as they are, when they fight oh god. It’s literally like trying to separate two dogs who want to kill each other. But thanks for that reverse psychology move on them Nebula, I appreciate it.”
“That wasn’t a psychological move.” She said. Everyone went silent before one by one each decided they needed to be somewhere other than where they were right at that moment.
*My POV*
One bad thing about sharing a room with your (ex) best friend, is having an intense argument and having to be in that same room with your (ex) best friend. Rocket and I sat back to back of each other with our arms crossed and a permanent scowl on our faces in dead silence. The air so think with our anger it could be cut with a knife. But after a while of cooling down, I uncrossed my arms and said.
“I’ve heard how the video games have turned people crazy, but I didn’t think it’d ever happen to me.”
“So you finally admit it?”
“What I’m trying to say asshole, is that I don’t want our lifelong friendship to end over something so stupid. We were both in the wrong.”
“Yeah. Guess you’re right kid.” Finally we turned and looked at each other and I said to him.
“Maybe it was better I didn’t find those stupid games.”
“Now don’t go blaming yourself kid. You were hit with uhh—what did you call it again, nausea?”
“Nostalgia.”
“Right yeah that. Hell if I had a life like yours before I was made, I’d be doing the same thing.”
“I’m sorry Rocket, for nearly trying to shoot your brains out.”
“And I’m sorry (Y/n). For calling yah flea and for…..being a sore loser.” We smiled softly at each other before I hugged him. He tensed up at first but relaxed and I felt his arms wrap around me.
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Favourite Terran
Rocket is an asshole and that's that... or is he?
pairings: Peter Quill x Reader (kind of?), Rocket x Reader
A/N: fuck it, its gn reader now and a cute Peter scene ig;;; again.. not proofread. Also this is the last rocket wip I had *thumbs up* idc if he's a racoon he's bby and deserves fanfics
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“How many times have I told you to stop messing with my blasters?!”
“And how many times have I ignored you? They make cool explosions! I ain’t gonna stop using ‘em!”!
“Rocket!!! You have your own blasters!” You snatched your blasters from his workbench.
“Hey, put them down!” He puts his hands on the blasters. “You can’t stop me from taking ‘em you know it. I’m the greatest Guardian of the Galaxy!"
“Let! Go! They’re mine, you stupid Racoon!” You pulled on the blasters to get them off of his grubby hands.
“Nuh-uh! I’m not letting go of them!” He starts doing the same, trying to pull them away from you. “I deserve these blasters more than you deserve them!"
“Rocket, I can’t fight without them! Stop tinkering with them and give me my fucking blasters back!” you pulled your arms up, and they pulled Rocket up into the air due to the height difference between Terrans and Racoons.
“Put me down right now, you annoying little Terran!” He starts kicking your leg in the hope of forcing you to let the blasters go.
“I'm way taller than you!” you argue and start shaking the blasters. ‘How am I going to make this rodent let go??’
A genius idea struck you at that thought. “Let go and you’ll be down!”
Rocket does as you told him, letting go of the blasters and falling to the ground. It was funny watching him scramble up with a sour look on his face. “Aw, come on, that was mean!”
You scoff. “you are mean.”
“I am?! How am I the mean one?!” He gets up completely now and looks at you. “You’re the one who snatched the blasters away from me after I’ve been playing with them!”
“Because they’re mine- you’re not supposed to- ugh whatever.” you turned on your heels and walked down the stairs towards your shared "room" with Groot.
“Fine! You can take your stupid blasters!” Rocket grumbles and goes off to his room to tinker with some of his gadgets.
You put your blasters down in the room and then go up to the cockpit and sit down on a chair next to Peter.
Peter turns towards you. “Everything ok, Y/N?”
You shrug. “Just rocket being a little asshole again.”
“Can’t say I’m surprised.” He chuckles a little. “So what was it about this time? Stealing your blasters to make some more stupid, loud, explosion-filled toys?”
You also chuckle. “Whoa, how’d you know?”
“Call it a wild guess.” He shrugs. “He’s always pulling stupid pranks and doing stupid things like that, but I guess that’s kinda his charm.”
You groan and stretch across the seat.
Peter sighs. “I guess you two will have to sort out your differences by yourselves because there ain’t no way that I’m getting in the midst of your little arguments.” He chuckles.
“Wouldn’t know how. He loves annoying the shit out of me.” you sigh. “At least I’ve got you. We Terrans have to stick together!” you put a fist on your chest and knock on it before giving Peter a peace sign.
Peter chuckles. “You got that right. Terrans together!” He returns the gesture.
You giggle a bit too loud after a few jokes. “Ssshh shhh Peter be quiet!” you try to whisper between the laughs.
Peter keeps quiet and nods his head, trying to stifle his laughter. You need to be careful with your volume, because the night is silent, and people are trying to get some rest.
You hear Rocket yell at you from across the ship. You put a hand on your mouth and desperately try to stifle your laughter. “He’s so- he’s so angry pfft.”
Peter chuckles before suddenly covering his mouth before he bursts out laughing. He slowly pulls his hand down and looks at you with a wide, amused gaze. “Guess someone’s having a hard time keeping their temper in control.”
“Ok, ok, ok, we should go sleep now. Or else we’ll wake everyone up with our laughter and Rockets yelling.”
Peter nods and gets up. “Good point.”
He turns towards you. “But before I head off to bed, I want to thank you for making me laugh. I really needed that.”
“Yeah? Well..” you look away a bit with pink cheeks and a smile. “You’re welcome.. us Terrans stick together, you know?” you look back up at him.
Peter smiles at your comment and nods. “Of course. We always have each other’s backs on the whole ride. Can’t leave anyone behind.” He looks at you for a moment before adding. “And I know that I can rely on you if I ever need you.”
you nod and keep staring at him. “Yeah.. me too."
Peter notices you staring at him. “Do you want anything else, Y/N?” He chuckles. “Or do you just want to stare at a boring ol’ human like me?”
You giggle a bit. “Hey, I’m a boring ol’ human as well!” you step a bit closer to him. “Just wanted to.. to properly say goodnight.”
Peter chuckles and steps a bit closer to you as well. “In that case…” He reaches out and touches your cheek. “Goodnight.”
Your face starts to flush furiously and you look at his face with wide eyes. You hope no one else saw this. Especially Rocket since he’s apparently still awake. “I- goodnight Peter.” You hugged him quickly and hid your face in his chest.
Peter wraps his arms around you and smiles at the hug, which was unexpected to him, but made him happy nonetheless. “Sleep well,” he whispers in your ear.
Before you could react, he lets go of you and turns to go back to his bedroom.
You nodded and turned around to walk to your room only to bump into a Rocket on the way. You stared at him. “Oh- uh-“
Rocket looks at you with an amused grin on his furry face. “Sooo, what’s up? And why do I feel like it has something to do with Peter?” He says while leaning on one of the walls in the corridor.
“No way.” You started to walk towards your room again.
Rocket watches you as you go back to your room. “No way what? Could you please elaborate, because I think I saw what I saw.” He chuckles and raises one of his eyebrows.
You turn around really quickly. It’s almost as if you were going to snap your neck. “You saw what?!” You were starting to break into a nervous sweat.
“I saw you hugging him before you two went to your rooms.” Rocket chuckles and wags his tail. “He looks like a good-looking fella. You sure you didn’t catch feelings?” He says with a smirk.
You shake your head. “No, no, no. That’s just a normal Terran way to say goodnight! He’s just a close friend.” 'fuck. That's embarrassing.' You didn't like Peter in that way, but you couldn't deny that he was an attractive Person. Plus, he was the only other human around here.
Rocket laughs. “Normal way for you Terrans to say goodnight? That’s strange.” He pauses for a second and then chuckles. “Whatever the case, you better be telling me the truth. I’d be devastated if you hooked up with Peter.” He winks, trying to tease you.
'wait what?' “What?” You speak your thoughts out loud.
“If Peter and you ever end up together in a romantic relationship… I think I’d be very sad.” He leans closer to you and drops his voice. “Is that what you want to do?” The raccoon asks, his voice sounding like he’s trying to tease you again. He tries to maintain a serious face but finds it hard not to burst out laughing.
“Wait.. really?” Then you notice the tone in his voice. “Oh fucking hell!” You turned around again, annoyed.
Rocket can’t help but burst out laughing, amused by your reaction “Hah! You thought I was serious about it, huh? Look at your face!”
“You’re an asshole. I was just about to start thinking that you actually like me.”
“Like you in what way? Do you want me to like you in a different way?”
“Just like me in General.” You didn't turn around.
This seems to confuse Rocket. “I do like you. You’re a good Ter- err, Human,” he says as he corrects himself.
You sigh and turn around to face him. “Well you’re always such an ass to me and I know you do that to everyone but you seem to just like to annoy me an extra bit.”
“Is that what you’re trying to get at?” Rocket raises an eyebrow and scratches behind his ears, a nervous laugh escaping his lips. “I do annoy you a bit more than anyone else on the ship. Guess that’s just my way of showing who my favourite Terran is,” he says with a mischievous smirk.
“Huh…” you think for a bit. “Wait! I thought Peter was your favourite! He’s your best friend!!”
“Peter is my best friend, but you are my favourite Terran!” He chuckles. “What? You don’t like being favoured over the others?”
“Oh… Oh!” You try to not look embarrassed but fail miserably as your cheeks feel a bit warmer.
“It seems you’re having trouble accepting it.” Rocket smiles at you, amused at your reaction. “Do you like being my favourite Terran?” His face looks curious in an inquisitive way, waiting to listen to your response.
“I mean I don’t hate that idea..” you mumble and start to walk towards your room again.
“Ahhh, so we’re going that way.” He chuckles. He leans slightly closer to you. “You better appreciate this special treatment then, favourite Terran. You’ve got to make it up to me one way or another,” he says, his voice sounding like he’s trying to flirt with you.
You let out a short squeal and pushed his face away with your palm. “Go to sleep.”
He lets out a sigh. “Fine.” He doesn’t make any more attempts to flirt with you and heads back to his room, mumbling to himself.
“I’ll get them next time… next time…” He whispers before turning into his room and closing the door behind him.
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#rocket racoon#rocket racoon x reader#guardians of the galaxy vol 3#gotg vol 2#wholesome#idk man#reader insert#oneshot#rocket x you#fluff#gotg game#rocket gotg#rocket raccoon#peter quill#gender neutral reader#gn reader#x reader
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so we are back to tag fics as gn reader and then only using she/her pronouns, huh? im so fucking tired of it.
#i just wanna read some gn! reader fanfics 😭#x gn reader#x female reader#peter quill#adam warlock#matt murdock#obi wan kenobi#din djarin
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Peter Quill X Reader Requests (Gender Neutral or Male Reader)
Was scrolling through the Peter Quill X Reader tag and, like many others, I noticed a severe lack of gender neutral or male reader stories. Disappointing reveal but unsurprising nonetheless. While I can’t promise I’ll be able to follow through due to time constraints and health issues (shoutout to inconsistent work schedules for destroying my mental and physical health), I do want to try and write some reader inserts myself.
That being said, here is the formal invitation to send me requests for gender neutral (gn!reader) or male (m!reader) Peter Quill stories. I’m a trans guy myself so I am open to explicit transmasculine ideas as well. The more specific the request, the better. Bonus points if your request has something to do with friends to lovers tropes or first kiss moments. I’m a sucker for those kinds of stories.
#Again I cannot promise I will get any of this done just cause of my schedule and shitty health but I shall certainly try!#I’m such a manwhore for Peter right now#I love him very much#Peter Quill#Peter Quill X Reader#Peter Quill X GN!Reader#Peter Quill X M!Reader#Star-Lord#Star Lord X Reader#Marvel Reader Insert#Marvel Imagine#Star Lord Reader Insert#Peter Quill Reader Insert#Update#Inbox Me
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𝒫𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝓁𝓁 "𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒹"
❤️=Romantic 🧸=Child/Teen Reader 💙=Platonic
💊=Hurt/Comfort 💛=Fluff 🌎=Au 📖=Series
None Yet
#peter quill#peter quill x male reader#peter quill x gn!reader#star lord#star lord x male reader#star lord x gn!reader#x male reader#male reader#gn reader#x gn reader
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Summary: as summer at hogwarts approaches, both you and Regulus build up your walls again, lose sleep, and are warry of saying yes to the offer to go to Potter Manor.
A/n: might write a pt.2? Would we like that? Maybe? Idk, I lost the plot halfway through and u can tell lmao. Also, have not written for this specific ship, so I may not be as good as the queen of this ship
Update!: pt2
Poly!moonwater x gn!reader (Remus lupin x regulus black x reader) | 1.6k words
Tw: allusions to toxic family, losing sleep, snippy bc of losing sleep, negative thoughts, anxiety, a nap dude
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History of Magic is usually an easy subject. Sit down, take notes, look over the assignment, complete it during dinner or before bed, and you're done.
But today everything but that is happening. You managed to get all the way to sitting down and pulling out your parchment and quill before the words Professor Binns says all mesh together. Nothing makes sense.
And you know it's due to the ache behind your eyes, the pounding in your head and the ache in your bones.
The last few nights you haven't slept, not really at least. It's nearing the end of this year at Hogwarts so everyone is preparing to go home. Planning what they will do with one another over break before the new year starts up. Talking about their family traditions, and a feeling of excitement takes the castle.
Despite this, a feeling of dread has been following you like your own personal rain cloud. The knowledge you'll have to return home eating you alive. Knowing you won't be able to contact Remus or Regulus, less your parents find out you're dating them, making you feel like you're choking on your heart.
The memories you've made this year really should weigh out the weeks you will spend with your family. In the stiff place, you're forced to call home with strict rules and expectations. Yet, you feel horrible. And it's been causing you to force yourself into your studies for the upcoming tests. Avoiding sleep due to nightmares that have recently plagued your mind.
Which leads to now, the room spinning slowly on an axis, ans Professor Binns slightly to blurry, even for a ghost. You know you need to zone back in, drink some water, take a vitamin potion or even visit Madam Pomfrey at this rate. Yet you can't make yourself do it.
Continuing to stay in your zoned out state till the end of class. And that's when even you draw the line.
Standing up from your seat as everyone filters out, albeit a little you're moving a little slower than usual, you exit in search of your boyfriends. Either or both. And it's not exactly a very long search, quickly finding yourself face to face with Regulus Black and Remus Lupin.
"Hey, dove." Remus' voice is sweet, per usual, like the comfort of a spoon full of honey on a sore throat.
Regulus doesn't speak for a full moment, analyzing you. To anyone else it would look judgmental, but the softness in his eyes and slight pull at the edge of his lips tell you differently.
"Hi, Rem." The boys look at one another, an unspoken conversation playing out.
"Why don't we go to my dorm?" Remus looks back to you, "haven't had much time for the three of us. James and Sirius have quidditch, and Peter is going to his study group."
"I'm down." Without another word, the three of you walk towards Gryffindor tower.
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Remus knows that Regulus tends to be a little quieter the closer to the end of the year, having been around the other Black brother for a while now. Already knowing how closed off Sirius would get when he still lived at the Black Manor, building up the walls early to protect himself when he left.
Even now, Sirius does it. Remus isn't sure if it's a habit or the fact that Regulus has been refusing to take the offer to stay at Potter Manor as well.
But you? You, he's not sure. Remus knows you and Regulus have known one another longer than he's known you, and that's never really bothered him. Remus knows all three of you love one another, and he's never felt left out. But know? Know he wishes you'd talk about your own home life.
Regulus doesn't like talking about his experiences at home; the only thing Remus knows is from old stories from Sirius. And Remus will never pry, not wanting to force either of you to do anything you don't want to.
But Merlin, he feels nearly useless right now, wishing to see the tension in your shoulders calm, wishing to see you and Regulus calm again. Wishing Regulus would take the offer to join them at Potter Manor. He wishes for both your safety more than anything.
The walk to the dorm is quite, but not peaceful. Everyone trying to stay calm and wishing someone else would say something. But no one knowing quite what to say to break the silence.
Once you do get up to the dorm, the Gryffindor's dorm, Regulus sets his bag by Remus' nightstand, you following suit, the emblems on your bags a contrast to the surrounding room. Regulus goes to find clothes he's left in Remus' closet before, while you sit on the lycans bed to slip off your shoes. Remus sits next to you, his hand resting on your lower back.
And finally, after far too long, Remus breaks the silence. "Dove..."
You glance up at him as you slip your shoes under the edge of his bed. "Yes?"
Remus sends a quick glance to Regulus, who's slipping on a long black sleeve shirt, one more comfortable than the previous Slytherin uniform. "I understand if you aren't comfortable with it, but..." He pauses for a moment, glancing back to look into your eyes, his thumb rubbing gentle strokes on your spine. "If you want to, you know you're welcome to stay at James' house."
Under his hand, Remus feels you tense, and from his peripheral, Regulus paused to listen.
"That's- that's okay, Remus. But tell James I appreciate the offer, please." You stand up far too fast for your lack of sleep, causing you to fall right back where you were sitting. Alerting both boys.
One of Remus' hands stay glued to your back, the other on your shoulder, as if your keen over. Regulus is quick to stand infront of you.
"Love, you should stay with them." Regulus' voice is full of worry. "It's better than any other option."
"You're not going." Your eyes shoot up to Regulus', far more defensive than you mean to be. Remus' hand, which was previously on your shoulder, moves down to the bed, the other hand continuing to run against your spine again.
"That's doesn't mean you shouldn't go." Regulus matches your defensiveness out of habit.
"You both should come." Remus talks before you can shoot back, hand on the bed finally moving to Regulus' arm, never seeming to catch a break.
There's a heavy pause. One that goes on for an uncomfortable amount of time.
"I'll think about it if you do." Your voice is more timid as you hold your stare at Regulus' eyes, his boring right back into you. Intense, deep, and so, so, loving.
Regulus sighs, "fine."
"Thank you, both. Seriously, you should come. James and Sirius want you guys there. Not to mention James' parents, they love new people." Remus kisses your hair line, standing up, hand leaving your back, before kissing Regulus on the lips. Both your bodies lossen.
Remus moves to change out of his uniform, and you quickly stand up to join him. Regulus' hand comes out to make sure you're steady as you grab a pair of sweats that no one truly knows who belongs to. They were probably once James, but at some point Lily stole them, and at a different point Sirius stole them back, and now so many of your friends have worn them at some point, it's probably weird.
Grabbing those and a jumper belonging to Regulus, you turn back to see Remus already curled around Regulus' back, who lays with enough room for you to join them. Both trying not to show just how eager they are for an afternoon nap.
You climb onto Remus' bed as well, using your wand to close the curtains, magically dimming the lights in the room before placing it on the bedside table. Curling into Regulus' front, leg thrown over his hip, you tuck your head into his neck. Yet your eyes remain open.
You definitely want to sleep, and you know you should, Remus is likely already asleep, knowing the bastard sleeps like the dead. Yet the knowing you could have another wretched nightmare makes you stay awake, staring over Regulus' shoulder the the golden brown hair tucked into his back, belonging to Remus, and letting the black hair belonging to Regulus slightly tickle your cheek.
"Go to sleep dove. Both of you. Please, you can't function without it." Remus' voice seems to startle both you and Regulus, both believing he was asleep, and believing the same about one another.
You pull back from Regulus neck, facing him, seeing the features of his face barely visible in the dark room. "We will, baby." Your voice is soft, as if you were telling a secret.
Remus merely hums and shift slightly before relaxing back into Regulus' back.
"Get some sleep, darling." Regulus kisses your cheek, "it's going to be okay in the end."
"I know. I know. We both need sleep; Remus is gonna kill us." Softly connecting your lips with his, slow and lazy, both smiling at the hum from Remus, confirming the empty threat you made for him.
You return to your being tucked into Regulus' neck. "'M sorry for being snappy with you." You mumble against his skin.
"You have nothing to apologies for, I understand where you're coming from darling." His hand rests on your hip and lower back, relaxing further into you and Remus, closer and closer to having a lovely nap. Of which, you join with the hopes of no nightmares.
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please can I request soft/ fluff HCs with Peter quill? it’s sinful how little fics there are of him, so had to ask you :) 💕 preferably female but GN is fine too
hii! omg yess that’s so true, there is literally no fics of him! I have searched for so long to find some quill fics but often come up empty, so if anyone has recs, please please send them my way (I need them and him) ive never wrote for quill so hope these are accurate. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
headcanons/ imagines
peter quill x f reader
warnings || none
a/n || I may have done this first, sorry to all the others in my inbox, this was something fun to do and hopefully it might kick me into writing again
masterlist + rules
taglist
- it’s a given, but you guys talk about music ALL the time, it’s definitely a very important part of your relationship. maybe you share new songs with him from different decades, but you definitely prefer his music and he loves that you love his music
- he has an abundance of funky, fun and cool graphic tees, he loves to share them with you and probably prefers them on you
- he definitely fell first
- he loves to make you laugh, constantly cracking jokes. doesn’t even need to try and you’d just be laughing or smiling at him. his favourite laughs of yours are when you snort or cackle at his unintentional jokes
- it makes him feel special that you pay attention to the little things he says and when you react earnestly to them
- even though he LOVES the other guardians, he definitely prefers one on one time with you and loves to have you all to himself. he also loves your attention, and he definitely craves time with you
- he has major abandonment issues, so he doesn’t like you leaving his side. you’d be like his lucky rock, or a special penny that he always needs near. you are incredibly special to quill and he is often terrified that he’ll lose you too
- he craves validation, especially from you
- he is a lot smarter than he gives himself credit for. he’s definitely learnt tonnes from rocket over the years
- if he ever has to do a mission separately from you (would take a lot of persuasion and reassurance first) but he always brings back some special for you, something tailored and important to you, something that holds significance
- he’s incredibly sentimental, again not always showing it. he feels safe with the other guardians, but even more so with you. he doesn’t often like talking about his mother (he finds it too difficult) it took a lot of time, but he eventually shared that part of his life with you, and he was glad he did because your reaction was exactly what he needed
- an amazing hugger, he’s super comforting and safe. he has a very homely vibe and instantly makes you feel at ease
- you two have a very fun and easygoing relationship, it’s light and airy, but serious and passionate when it needs to be. a very sincere and genuine dynamic
- he taught you how to speak groot, he’s a great teacher but it took some getting used to
- he likes when you sit on his lap when he steers the ship, even though it’s not technically safe, he loves having you near when he is in the captain's seat (or just on his lap in the seat in general)
- but if need be, your seat is behind him, so it’s not too far away
- he loves teaching you things, he wanted to be the one to teach you about the ship and its buttons and controls
- I had this idea: that you take him to earth (he might not be too fond of the idea at first) but you surprise him with concert tickets so you both could see a band he loves. he’d never stop talking about it, and he’d keep the ticket stubs pinned up so he could look at them all the time
- he would do ANYTHING for you, he goes love blind (may have gotten himself hurt a couple of times to protect you)
- you both invented a special code/ encryption so you can talk to each other over comms. if he is on the other side of the ship (maybe tinkering) he’ll send you a secret message to let you know he’s thinking of you
- you guys don’t really argue (that’s not a bad thing either) if you have a disagreement it’s usually very light, and unserious, he’d probably accidentally make you laugh during it and then everything goes back to normal
- but if you ever do get into an argument, he can be quite stubborn
- he is a man-child (but the best kind!!) he can be immature and cocky but he’s always lighthearted. he’s just a fun-loving goof
- he loves when you call him starlord (but you don’t say it too often, so it doesn’t lose its meaning)
- you helped him process his grief, especially after yondu. once he felt comfortable talking about him again, he’d tell you all of these stories about him growing up
- he no longer drinks to forget, he now prefers a social drink after a mission with the crew instead. he doesn’t feel the need to drink himself silly now that he has you
- the guardians think you’re a great addition to the team and love that you make quill so happy
- you and peter share stories of earth with the others, sometimes you’d bend the truth and say wacky absurd things to joke around with them, but that being said it often flies over their heads, especially drax and mantis
- you two are definitely best friends as well as a couple, the perfect balance of friendship and romance, which is what makes the connection so special
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MASTERLIST #2
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Let me know if there are any characters you’d like added and I’ll look into it! :)
Smut = **
What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)
Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)
MARVEL:
☆ Tony Stark
☆ Steve Rogers
☆ Bruce Banner
☆ Natasha Romanoff
☆ Clint Barton
☆ Bucky Barnes
☆ Sam Wilson
☆ Peter Parker
☆ Thor Odison
☆ Loki Laufeyson
☆ Dr. Stephen Strange
☆ Peter Quill
☆ Gamora
☆ Drax the destroyer
☆ Rocket the Racoon
☆ Mantis
☆ Groot
Poly Requests:
STRANGER THINGS:
☆ Steve Harrington: Steve Harrington x FtM reader**
☆ Robin Buckley :
☆ Nancy Wheeler:
☆ Eddie Munson:
☆ Johnathan Byers:
☆ Argyle:
☆ Billy Hargrove:
☆ Mike Wheeler: Little!Mike x GN!CG!Reader
☆ Dustin Henderson
☆ Will Byers
☆ Lucas Sinclair
☆ Eleven Hopper
☆ Max Mayfield
☆ Jim Hopper:
☆ Joyce Byers:
☆ Dmitri Antonov:
Poly Requests:
HARRY POTTER/MARAUDER:
☆ Harry Potter:
☆ Ron Weasley: CG!Ron Weasley x Little!GN!reader
☆ Hermione Granger:
☆ Fred Weasley: CG!Fred Weasley x Little!Fem!Reader
☆ George Weasley: George Weasley x reader ; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader
☆ Neville Longbottom: Sub!Neville x Dom!Reader**
☆ Draco Malfoy:
☆ Blaise Zambini:
☆ Enzo Berkshire:
☆ Mattheo Riddle:
☆ Theo Nott:
☆ Pansy Parkinson:
Marauders Era or Lighting Era:
☆ Lucius Malfoy:
☆ Narcissa Malfoy:
☆ Severus Snape:
☆ Bellatrix Lestrange:
☆ Barty Crouch Jr. :
☆ Evan Rosier:
☆ Pandora Rosier:
☆ Zahara Zambini:
☆ Regulus Black:
☆ Sirius Black:
☆ Remus Lupin:
☆ Lily Evans:
☆ Marlene McKinnon:
☆ Mary McDonald:
☆ Dorcas Meadows:
FANTASTIC BEASTS:
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☆ Jacob Kowalski:
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☆ Gellart Grindlewald (young):
Poly Requests:
CRIMINAL MINDS:
☆Aaron Hotchner
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☆ Derek Morgan
☆ JJ/ Jennifer Jareau
☆ Elle Greenaway
☆ Penelope Garcia
☆ Emily Prentiss
☆ David Rossi
Poly Requests:
BRIDGERTON:
☆ Anthony Bridgerton
☆ Benedict Bridgerton
☆ Colin Briderton
☆ Daphne Bridgerton
☆ Eloise Bridgerton
☆ Simon Basset
☆ Penelope Fetherington
☆ Queen Charlotte (Young)
☆ King George (Young)
Poly Requests:
Queen charlotte x reader x King George
TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES:
☆ Leonardo: NSFW alphabet
☆ Raphael:
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☆ Michelangelo: Mikey x Reader
☆ April O'Neil:
☆ Casey Jones:
Poly Requests:
Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; April 4-in-1; turtles are manspreading and you want payback 😚
Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; Casey tries to flirt with reader but she puts down the idea and the turtles are proud
TOP GUN:
☆ Pete Mitchell "Maverick"
☆ Bradley Bradshaw "Rooster"
☆ Jake Seresin "Hangman"
☆ Natasha Trace "Phoenix"
☆ Robert Floyd "Bob"
Poly Requests:
THE HOBBIT/LOTR:
☆ Thorin
☆ Bilbo
☆ Fili
☆ Kili
☆ Dwalin
☆ Bofur
☆ Bard
☆ Legolas
☆ Tauriel
☆ Thuranduil
Poly Requests:
TWILIGHT:
☆ Carlisle Cullen
☆ Esme Cullen
☆ Emmet Cullen
☆ Rosalie Cullen
☆ Alice Cullen
☆ Jasper Cullen: CG!Jasper Hale x nb!little!reader
☆ Edward Cullen
☆ Bella Cullen/Swan
☆ Jacob Black
☆ Garrett
The Volturi:
☆ Aro
☆ Caius
☆ Marcus
Poly Requests:
THE HUNGER GAMES:
☆ Katniss Everdeen
☆ Petta Mellark
☆ Finnick Odair
☆ Johanna Mason
☆ Haymitch Abernathy
Poly Requests:
LUCIFER:
☆ Lucifer Morningstar
☆ Mazikeen
☆ Amenadeil
☆ Chole Decker
☆ Linda Martin
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How To Train Your Dragon:
☆ Hiccup Haddock
☆ Astrid Hofferson
☆ Snotlout
☆ Ruffnut
☆ Tuffnut
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Across The SpiderVerse:
☆ Miles Morales
☆ Miguel O'Hara
Spider thoughts!
☆ Peter B. Parker
Spider thoughts!
☆ Hobie Brown
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Breeding Jealousy Part 1 || Peter Quill x Fem!Reader
A/N: This took me way too long to finish, but here’s the first part of a two (maybe three, no promises) part series. Thank you so much to Sav for helping me edit and leaving very silly comments on my Doc. I know my Quill fics are so incredibly out of left field, but my track record shows that this should actually be expected! So hah! Anyway, I had a lot of fun writing this even if it took me a couple of days. I’m thinking of writing a Peter x Male/GN reader, so let me know if y’all would want to see that.
Warnings: Smut, Use of Terms like Cunt and Pussy
Pairing: Peter Quill/Female Reader
Sure, you loved being a Guardian, but it definitely came with its hang ups. Be it the death-defying dance you had to walk every time you encountered another fuckhead with god-like abilities or the sickening injuries sustained from those perilous fights, being a part of Peter Quill’s infamous group of heroic outlaws took a heavy toll most days.
Lately, you’ve been finding yourself exhausted beyond comprehension and in dire need of release. So, after much pushing from Mantis and even Nebula, you decided to have a night where you let all inhibitions loose and finally got dicked down in the way you most deserved.
And that came in the form of you putting on your tightest, blackest, latex dress that just barely covered your ass and smearing on the sultriest makeup you could think up all to visit one of Knowhere’s many clubs. Being a planet made up of mostly outlaws, the people knew how to fucking party.
Excitement coursed through your veins, and you exited your tiny bathroom ready to conquer the world.
Futuristic black heels clacked against the metal floors of your shared housing with a resounding confidence as you traversed multiple floors and staircases, purse in hand.
You felt alive for the first time in eight months, and when you entered the common area, you acknowledged Peter–your captain and longtime crush–with a nonchalant wave, barely even bothered by the way he looked you up and down multiple times.
“Where’re you going?” Peter asked incredulously.
“Out,” You answered back excitedly, a wide grin plastered across your face.
With a shocked expression, Peter muttered to himself doubtfully, “Out. Yeah, right. Out,” before he spoke up again, “So where is this out?”
Pausing just before the door, you turned back to Peter, unwavering, “Korthax.” Peter spluttered, knocking over his drink and immediately rose from his seat.
“You’re going to Korthax looking like that? Why?” Peter crossed his arms and you sighed knowing your fun would have to wait until Peter’s little interrogation was over.
Deciding not to answer his question for now, you teased Peter, “Looking like what, exactly?” Peter just scoffed and motioned to your body, as if that explained everything.
Rolling your eyes playfully, you shrugged, “I’m just going out to have fun and hopefully sleep in a bed that isn’t mine tonight. Does that bother you?”
Peter scoffed again, completely unwilling to believe what he was seeing, “Yes, actually, it does bother me.”
This time, you were the one to scoff, “Okay, why? I’m an adult, aren’t I? I get to choose how I spend my free time.”
Peter wasn’t having any of it and crossed the room in a few long strides, getting right in your face, “Not when those choices could put you in a ton of danger.” Peter gave his best serious face but rejoiced internally, totally satisfied with his response. His argument had practically no holes, he thought.
“Right, because when we face off against literal gods, that’s fine. But when I want to go out, then it’s a problem. Thanks, I get it now.” You were being a little rude and extremely sarcastic, but at this point, you were fed up with Peter’s sudden interest in your personal life and how you conducted it.
Peter short circuited, his brain literally could not think of one smart response to that. With what you were insinuating, you were right. Peter himself constantly puts you in danger, so why is now any different?
Still, Peter wasn’t a man known for backing down against good logic, so he doubled down and got even closer, “Do you know how dangerous some of these people are? At least with the people we fight, you know what they’re capable of. Here, you’re at a disadvantage– you feel too safe.”
You were also extremely hard-headed, so you got closer as well, your faces just mere inches away from each other, “These are your people, are they not? You banter with them, you literally call them family. And now they’re suddenly big scary monsters just waiting to take advantage of me? What a crock of shit.”
Peter blew a big puff of air out of his flaring nose, obviously annoyed with your indignation at his abrupt prodding. Peter was backed into a corner, you were much smarter than people gave you credit for. Speaking harshly, Peter began, “Fine. You want the truth?”
You cocked your head to the side, your face sprouting a vicious smile as you rested your hands on your hips, “Yes, Peter, I’d love the truth.”
A minute passed before Peter finally began to swallow all of his anxiety and fears regarding his feelings about you, he reasoned it was about time to let the truth flow anyway. “I like you. I mean, I really like you.”
Peter spoke lowly, his voice a resentful whisper, “I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since the first day I saw you. So imagine being me, seeing you, wearing that, and you’re talking about spending your night with some cheap lowlife when I’m right here. Now that is a crock of shit.”
Oh. Well, that certainly puts a dent in your plan. Well, fuck it, you thought. Taking Peter’s face in your hands, you pressed your soft, rouged lips against his and pressed your body against him, trying to communicate the utter want you’ve felt for him ever since you joined his ragtag band of misfits.
Peter groaned wantonly, his calloused hands flying to the seat of your ass and squeezing greedily as he deepened the passionate kiss. Fireworks went off in your head. It was all finally happening.
Peter’s tongue swiped against your lips and you opened them in hazy approval, letting him dominate your very being with not one complaint.
Soon, you had to break away to catch your breath. A single strand of saliva kept the two of you connected before it broke off and landed on your chins. A fog of lust clouded your minds and the only thing you could think about was getting in the other’s pants.
Peter was one step ahead of the curve though, and before you knew it, you were being hauled up and over Peter’s shoulder. With a yelp, you dropped your purse and your already short dress rode up even farther, leaving you shivering at the feeling of the cool air hitting your thinly clothed pussy.
Peter noticed this immediately (you swore his brain was wired to scope out anything even slightly appealing within a ten mile radius), and slapped your bare ass, commenting, “Seriously, a thong? How desperate were you?”
You slapped his ass in return, “Oh, fuck you.”
“You’re certainly about to,” Peter grinned wickedly.
Eventually, you made it to Peter’s cramped bedroom and he carefully laid you on his raggedy bed, admiring you for a long moment. Having abandoned your heels on the trek there, you teasingly ran one of your feet against Peter’s tented pants, beckoning him closer.
Peter hastily obliged and dove in, kissing you wildly as he bunched your dress above your hips and situated himself between your spread legs. His large hands traversed your mostly naked skin before his fingers hooked under the waistband of your thong and yanked them down.
You gasped and Peter took this opportunity to capture you in another heated kiss while his thumb slid through your slick folds and honed in on your throbbing clit. Moaning, you kissed Peter back feverishly, your hand coming down to grip his wrist as he rubbed your clit in slow circles.
Breaking apart once again, Peter kissed along the length of your neck before biting your collarbone, then soothing the mark with his tongue. Your other hand flew to Peter’s hair which you grabbed a tuft of and tugged. Peter groaned, pressing against your clit harder, causing you to moan in return.
Sliding down your body, Peter’s face aligned with your weeping cunt before he gave you a cocky look (one eyebrow arched, smile devilishly lopsided) and licked a hot stripe along your pussy, his mouth locking around your clit.
You bucked into Peter’s face and pulled at his hair even more, jerking at the vibrations his breathless moans sent straight into your aching core. Everything felt hot: your body, your soul, the very air in the room, you couldn’t focus on a single thing.
All you knew in that moment was Peter’s eager mouth licking and sucking at your most sensitive spot with a hunger unparalleled. The action sent a blindingly hot energy rippling through you, like an electric current traveling through a copper wire, making you gasp in pleasure.
Your fingers wound tighter into Peter’s luscious hair as you felt this energy ball up in the depths of your core and send radiating shockwaves that caused you to yell Peter’s name like it was a divine prayer capable of saving you from this sinful hedonism.
Wetness dripped from Peter’s chin as your body spasmed and that energy finally released in a seemingly cosmic explosion that sent stars reeling across the universe. Still experiencing the aftershocks, Peter came back up and kissed you long and hard, his hand coming to hold the back of your neck.
Feeling somewhat devious, you gathered up the gumption to lock your legs around Peter’s waist and force him onto his back with a blanket-muffled thump. Not wasting a second, you rearranged yourself so that you were now sitting between Peter’s muscular legs.
The outlaw was still wearing his faded jeans, so you made quick work of them by popping the button, pulling the zipper, and tugging both his pants and underwear down in one swift motion.
Peter smiled widely, chuckling, “Eager, aren’t we?” You grinned, watching as his dick sprang to life and slapped against his toned belly. It was big, in both length and width, and you wondered if you’d even be able to take half of it in your mouth.
You were a trooper, though, so you took his thick cock in your hand and retorted, “Oh, I can be bored, if you want,” mirroring his actions from earlier, you licked a wet stripe from Peter’s base to his tip, locking eyes with him before continuing, “That is totally do-able.”
Peter rolled his eyes, about to make a comeback when you hoped for the best and swallowed as much of Peter’s dick as you could in one fell swoop.
“Fuck!” Peter cursed, his hand flying to the back of your head and grabbing a bunch of hair.
Peter’s immediate reaction only fueled your intense desire to please and you took more of his length into your mouth, trying to stop your gag reflex the moment his cock hit the back of your throat. Curly brown hairs tickled your nose once you reached the hilt, and you soothingly rubbed the sides of Peter’s thighs before resting your hands on his, pushing down to signal that you would really like to be face-fucked.
Peter got the memo and swore again before bracing himself against the bed. Not a moment passed before your mouth was being used like some sort of personal masturbator and tears quickly filled your eyes as Peter’s dick ravaged your throat.
What kept you going was hearing Peter’s utterly indecent moans and achy whines as he got himself off, desperately chasing his own nearing climax.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” Peter whined, head falling back against his pillow.
Soon, Peter’s breath began to hitch and his hips pistoned into your mouth with such speed that it almost made you dizzy. Only a few minutes later did Peter finally still and pump hot cum down your throat as his fingers dug further into your hair, keeping you right in place.
Peter cooed, “That’s right, baby, take it all,” before he finally let go of your head. Catching your breath, you wiped some of the remnants marking your lips and made a show of licking it off your fingers. Peter was already getting hard again, but seeing that made all the blood rush from his head to his cock.
“That good?” you teased, climbing back up Peter’s body. Peter only nodded before kissing you deeply, you could taste each other’s essences on your tongues.
Feeling beat, you plopped down next to Peter’s still-heaving body after wrangling yourself out of your clothes and snuggled closely, burrowing your face into the crook of his neck. Peter decided to ignore his dick for the moment and wormed his arms around your waist, bringing you even closer. The sun began to rise outside of his window, but it didn’t matter as the both of you fell asleep within moments.
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um idc if it's possible or not but buying a ranch with peter? in a quieter spot so ya know.....
fuck outside on a picnic blanket bc he's definitely the type to do that if be sees you in a pretty sundress
LITERALLY SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THIS AND PUT MY CHICK FIL A AWAY LIKE THIS IS EXTREMELY PERSONAL TO ME
peter quill has always been meant for the quiet life. he's spent years ravaging, and saving the galaxy, and now it's time for him to settle down with someone pretty, who loves almost nothing more than wearing pretty sundresses and having picnics in their backyard.
you go through the motions, even though you both know how it'll end.
peter cuts up the fruit, creating a fruit bowl that'll eventually be shared by the two of you. he slips pieces while he does so, giving you some as well and kissing you afterwards, savoring the taste of the watermelon on your tongue mixing with the strawberry on his. he makes the drinks, too, concoctions of arnold palmers with some sort of fruit juice added in.
you make the sandwiches, usually whatever kind you woke up craving the morning-of. it's a simple routine, domestic, easy, innocent. and then it's all packed into the basket and you hold hands as you walk out to the tree and the innocence exists for just a little while longer, long enough to make a dent in the fruit bowl and the pitcher.
but then you're straddling peter's lap with your sundress pooled around you and your hands are in his hair while his are on your back, pulling you closer to him. you're grinding your crotch against him, lacy material scratching against denim. the thin straps of your dress are pulled down and peter has his lips on your breasts, sucking fresh hickies to replace the one's that have faded from your picnic just a little while ago. there's some along your inner thighs that need fixing, too, and peter reminds you of the fact while he lays you on your back, kissing you through your giggles.
you know you could take the dress off, but keeping it on is part of the fun. being ordered to hold it while peter's copper head of hair situates itself between your legs, keeping the top pulled down for access to your nipples, holding the fabric between your teeth when you ride peter, your hands busy with digging into his shoulders and your eyes needing to see his cock disappear and reappear from your cunt.
it's all like clockwork; you get a new dress, the fruits and vegetables are ripe, the weather is your definition of perfect, and you're outside on your property, letting your boyfriend fuck you senseless with nothing but nature as a witness.
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star tripping — “what aren’t you telling me” with peter quill! i’ll literally swoon just thinking about it
omg sorry this is so so late I’m embarrassed </3 but anyway, I am an absolute swooning mess rn omg. I want him so bad!!! thank you for the req roma ily <33 also sorry this is so mini :(
peter quill x gn!reader
Peter stands over you and you try not to faint. You know you’ve been caught and there’s nothing you can do about it. His hand finds your jaw and he tilts you up to look at him. He’s really pretty. His eyes are deep brown and set, almost intimidating in the way he’s looking at you. His hair is getting too long, pretty curls curving around his ears and over the back of his neck. You yearn to run your fingers through it.
“You’re kinda scarin’ me being so quiet, sweetheart,” He tells you, voice low and quiet. He’s worried, you realise. There’s a hint of it in his eyes, his frown. “What aren’t you telling me?”
You swallow the lump in your throat. You’ve been trying to tell him you like him for weeks. Every time you get close you chicken out. He’s Peter Quill. He can do better than you, you’re always telling yourself. But then, why has he sought you out in the back room of his ship where you often resort yourself to? Why does he look so desperately concerned? And why on earth is he looking at you like he wants to kiss you?
“Um…” you say. Your mouth is dry as sandpaper. You lick your lips and don’t notice him staring at them. “I don’t— it’s nothing, Peter.”
Peter raises his eyebrows. “Nothing?”
Somehow in the past two seconds his face has gotten considerably closer. He’s so close now you could count his eyelashes. You take a shuddering breath.
“I—um…”
You trail off uselessly. You can’t breathe. You can’t think straight with him so close and you’re pretty sure he knows it. He smiles at you.
“Hey, that’s okay, sweetheart,” he says. “You don’t have to tell me, I can wait.”
You think you’ve been let off the hook, but then, slowly, his smile changes from kind to knowing, a quirk of his lips as he adds, “But would you like a kiss?”
You can’t speak. You merely nod and a moment later Peter’s lips are on yours. He’s earnest but gentle and you kiss back as best you can with your heart pounding so loud in your ears and Peter’s hands on your face, your shoulders, your neck. Peter’s smile grows against your mouth and you know at that moment, that all of the worrying was fruitless — he’d known this whole time and let you suffer.
You’ll get him back somehow.
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