#Star-lord

[fennethianell]

😘💫

#starmora #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill #gamora #star-lord #mine #sketchy #art #like I couldn't sleep so I drew them bc I just can't stop thinking about them #my beloved #the amount of love I feel toward them #I just scream at myself about them lololol

[manofbeskar]

i missed my baby boy peter quill

#peter quill #my art #mcu #gotg3 #guardians of the galaxy #gotg vol 3 #star-lord #gotg

[snailsnaps]

okay so - i never posted this even though i drew it a long time ago but just sort of a lil gift for my platonic partner - like who doesn't enjoy some hyperfixation sharing?

also, if you think Star-Lord and Donnie wouldn't get along - don't talk to me (joke)

#snailsnaps #rottmnt #rise donnie #rottmnt donnie #rise donatello #rottmnt donatello #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #star-lord #star lord #peter quill

[bougiebutchbitch]

wait, ask a ravager is back? who did I pray too to make this happen? anyway peter what was your sex ed like

Peter: Abysmal.

#RaisedByAliensProblems

#gotg #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill #yondu udonta #kragdu #kraglin obfonteri #yondu #star-lord #kraglin #my art #bbb creates #ask-a-ravager is back for ONE WEEK while I have the drawing bug

[thesuperheroesnetwork]

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[guardian-rocket]

Peter Quill giving Rocket his Zune at the end is symbolic of him letting go of his past so he can actually heal.  Music to him was his tie to his mom, and later Yondu as well, it wasn’t just a thing he was possessive of because he likes music, it’s because he refuses to let go.  His drastic love of nostalgic things to him shows he covets the past.  

When Rocket is so close to death, and being confronted with the risk of more loss it gives Peter a much needed reality check that those in his life still living need him more than those who are dead.  This paired with parting ways with Gamora as friends inspired him to go finally reach out to his grandfather.

#GOTG3 #gotg3 spoilers #gotg3spoilers #star-lord #starlord #rocket #rocket raccoon #Guardians of the Galaxy

[doctorofmagic]

Campaign party from Marvel Multiverse RPG - Core Rulebook.

Art by Ruairí Coleman, Jesus Aburtov and Paco Medina.

This team would be amazing to read in a book, ngl.

#doctor strange #stephen strange #america chavez #ghost spider #spider-gwen #gwen stacy #captain america #sam wilson #jean grey #star-lord #peter quill #kang #marvel comics #marvel rpg

[somewhere-on-knowhere]

Made a bunch of these yesterday so here ya go.

#guardians of the galaxy #gotg3 #rocket #drax #gamora #mantis #peter quill #nebula #star-lord #text post meme #meme #marvel #gotg spoilers

[donaweasley]

It's been long since I've been sitting starry-eyed for our Star-Lord, and whispering "I love you"s whenever I see him on screen.

But after Vol.3 today I'm having a strong urge to write fics on him. Don't know when I shall be able to complete and post!

Should I?

#peter quill x reader #peter quill #starlord #star-lord #star-lord x reader #starlord x reader #gotg #guardians of the galaxy

[queen-lance]

#peter quill #star-lord #star lord #guardians of the galaxy #marvel #marvel comics #marvel 616 #comicedit #marveledit #my edits #queenlance post

[graves4girls]

☆ haven't i given enough | peter quill

✩ summary: you knew you should have listened to him, yet you just couldn't abandon your sword. ✮ word count: 1.5k ⚠︎ warning(s): angst (maybe idk), fem!reader ✧ be sure to check out my work on ao3 ⇢ gravesforgirls !!

It wasn't supposed to be this difficult. You were only supposed to retrieve a few scraps to repair the ship, but had unceremoniously stumbled across an agitated monster-worm-thing, tripping over one of its enormous tentacles and awakening the beast.

You grunt as your back collides with the large boulder, sword slipping from your grip on impact and clanging across the stony ground, and your head spins. You can't find the strength to move, body sore and weak and hardly staying conscious. You can vaguely hear shouting to your right, and before you can really gauge the distance that sharp tentacle is speeding right towards you, a shadow of that familiar red leather falls into your line of sight. You fight to find your focus as he shoots at the creature, buying you some time as the appendage lurches back.

"Jesus Christ, are you okay? C'mon, you can't stay here."

He reaches to lift you from the ground, and you weakly lean against his chest, but it's when he tries to pull you toward the ship that you protest.

"My…Peter, my sword. I can't –I can't leave without…my sword."

You try to pull your arm from his grip, but he only tightens his hold on you.

"We don't have time. We have to go."

You shove his chest with as much strength as you can muster, tugging your arm away.

"Peter, I can't leave my sword! I'm not leaving without it."

He opens his mouth to scold you, but before he can speak you slip from his grasp, charging toward the abandoned blade as he yells after you.

"What the fuck are you doing?! It's gonna kill you!"

You ignore his shouts as you draw closer and closer to your prized possession, and it's right out of your reach. As your hand wraps around the leather handle, a piercing pain collides with your stomach, sending you back to slam and slide across the ground, and you can't think.

Hands are cradling your head, and you can barely squint your eyes open to find the fuzzy outline of that blond head of hair looming over you. Your hand slinks up to feel for the source of the stinging pain in your abdomen, and you sob at the burn as your fingers meet wet, squelching flesh, bringing your blurry gaze down to your hand, drenched in a nauseating red color. The ringing in your ears slowly fades, and you can hear him stumbling over his words.

"No, don't look. Don't touch it. You're gonna be fine." He keeps your neck craned back as he holds you against him, pushing your hand down.

You whimper at the ache every breath brings, screwing your eyes shut.

"Hey, c'mon –stay with me. You're gonna be fine, just –just keep looking at me. You're okay."

He stares down at you with glossy eyes, darting across your face as he brushes away the hair that's sticking to the sweat on your face.

"My…sword. Where –where is it?"

You try to sit up, but he keeps you laid out on the ground when you whine at the jolt of pain that surges through you.

"No, don't move. Just, stay. I got your sword. Rocket's getting the ship. Please –just stay with me."

His hands are hot against the contrasting cold of your cheeks, and your eyes feel far too heavy to stay open, all you want is to sleep. You wheeze out a few coughs, and cringe at the warm liquid that spews from your throat, dripping down your chin. Your eyelids flutter closed, and you can't seem to peel them back open as he shakes you.

"No, c'mon. Don't –don't do that. Open your eyes. You can't –please. Rocket, hurry!"

He lifts you into his arms as he stands, rushing to get you into the ship.

"Please –we need to help her. Drax –Mantis, help me!"

You groan at the throbbing in your stomach, eyes peering around the bright room as you slowly recollect yourself. You're splayed out on the small berth, blanket thrown over your body. You scan the room, glint of light catching your eye, and you let out a breath when you find your sword propped against the wall. Your eyes flick to the door as it slowly opens, and throw a weak smile to the intruder.

"Didn't expect you to be awake."

"Me either, honestly. I thought that was it."

"You remember what happened?"

You nod slowly, wincing as you sit up. "Up until, y'know…falling asleep. Or something…where's Peter?"

"In his bunk, pulling his hair out. He's been fucked up since the mission."

You frown, hands fidgeting with the loose threads on the blanket. "Can you tell him to swing by? I'd like to see him."

"Sure thing, kid. Don't move around too much. You're still healing."

You only give a small nod as he slips out the door, and you slowly push the blanket off to eye the bandages that wrap around your waist, faintly blood-stained and in need of a change. You grimace a bit at the thought.

The door opens a while later, and he really does look rough. Hair tangled and mussed, dark rings under his eyes, and he moves slow and careful, as if not to startle you. He stands by the doorway as he pushes it closed, and you smile at him.

"Hey."

"Hi," is all he croaks out, unmoving from his spot by the door.

You frown once more, gesturing for him to step closer. "C'mere."

He cautiously approaches the bed, gently perching himself at the edge as you reach a hand out to comb through his tousled hair. He doesn't speak, eyes falling to stare at the dirty wrap, and you sigh quietly.

"I should've listened to you," you mutter softly, letting your hand caress the nape of his neck. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you worry."

He finally meets your gaze, scooting closer. "You're here. That's all that matters." His hand snakes around your thigh, squeezing comfortingly, a few moments of silence falling over you before he speaks again. "I really thought I lost you."

Your heart breaks at the way his eyes tear up and the break in his voice, and you pull him closer to hug him against your chest, ignoring the dull pain as he wraps around you like a constrictor, face nestling into your neck.

"I know. I'm sorry."

He hiccups, muffled against your skin, and you press a small kiss to his shoulder.

"I don't know what I would've done."

Your hand rubs up and down his back, tangling in his hair as it slides up to the back of his head. You stay there, with him stuck to you like a leech, cradling his head as he sniffles, tears staining your skin.

"I think I need a bandage change. They're kinda gross."

He pulls away, eyes red and puffy, and he follows your gaze, scrunching his nose as he nods. You let a hand catch his cheek, thumbing at the wet remnants under his eyes as you smile. He reluctantly releases his hold on you to stand, pressing a hand to your chest when you try to follow.

"You're not supposed to be standing and moving around. Lay down."

You roll your eyes, shoving his hand away as you slowly let your feet meet the floor. "I'm fine. It'll be alot easier if I'm standing. I won't move around. Just go get some clean bandages. I feel disgusting."

He huffs a bit but doesn't protest, disappearing for a moment before emerging with a small med pack. You watch as he digs through the bag and pulls out the white wrap, setting it aside to peel away the old bandage. You cringe at the sticky sound it makes as he unravels it from around your waist, and you eye the line of stitches across your stomach as he tosses it away.

"I'm gonna have a gnarly scar, though."

He glares at you, unamused at your attempt to lighten the situation. He cleans the blood-crusted wound, and you whine at the sting.

"Stay still."

You let a hand squeeze at his shoulder to brace yourself, and he drops a small kiss to your lips as an apology once he's finished. He wraps the clean bandage around your waist, pushing aside the pack to help you lay down.

"Thanks."

He smiles down at you, big hand reaching to clamp around your own, thumbing over your knuckles.

"Do you need anything else?"

You think for a moment, playing with his fingers. "Maybe just stay here with me for a little bit. I feel like an asshole for putting you through that."

He glowers at you as he situates himself beside you, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "I'm just happy you're okay. Just don't pull any shit like that again or I'll kill you myself."

You scoff quietly, pulling at his hand to tug him down, big hand falling beside your head as he hovers over you. You lift your head to kiss him, sweet and soft, and he's more than eager to reciprocate.

#p.quill #peter quill #star-lord #star lord #peter quill x reader #star-lord x reader #star lord x reader #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy volume 2 #guardians of the galaxy volume 3 #gotg #gotg 2 #gotg 3

[manofbeskar]

dance-off, bro!

#my art #peter quill #star-lord #guardians of the galaxy #marvel #mcu

[stanytork]

this meme belongs to them

#artist on tumblr #fanart #illustration #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #guardians of the galaxy art #guardians of the galaxy edit #gamora edit #gamora #gamora art #gamora zen whoberi ben titan #star lord #star lord edit #star-lord #star lord art #peter quill art #peter quill #pete quill edit #starmora #starmora art #starmora edit #barbie meme #marvel #marvel edit #marvel art #marvel comics #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

[peter-quill-is-so-fine]

We need to talk about young Quill's report card.

In case you can't see that well, here's what I can make out:

Apparently he went to a place called St. Charles Elementary, I looked it up and I'm pretty sure (how did it take me so damn long to notice I forgot the "sure." wtf) it's not a real place

He has a D in math (of course he does... what a dumbass /aff) and the note from the teacher says "Doesn't apply himself!" I hate when adults say that about kids it gives me bad feelings

He has a C in "Reading" what the fuck is reading? English??? and the note says "Disruptive" aww baby boy was disruptive,,

D in science... "CONSISTENTLY INAPPROPRIATE" WHAT!!!! I bet he was the kid that taught other kids the f word. Fun fact I learned about the f word from that one kid in 1st grade

Social Studies he has a C... "Talks WAY (double underline) too much." Aww I was like that in classes where I had friends I get it. BUT THATS SO CUTJEJDKFKSK

P.E. he has a B... his best grade... "Great participation!" AHHHH MY ATHLETIC BOY ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

My brain is melting at the sight of this I love quill so damn much

EDIT: since this just keeps getting likes I've decided to edit this to say: please check out my other posts i have some cool stuff that you'll definitely like if you like peter

#star-lord #peter quill #guardians of the galaxy #report card #gotg vol 3 spoilers #IIIIIIIIII'M ALWAYS CHASING RAAAAIIINBOOOOWWWS

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[guardian-rocket]

If you rewatch the scene where Peter and Rocket shoved in a dressing room to change into their prison clothes, Peter gets mad at how he is manhandled going in and is about to lunge at them before the drones stop him.  

Rocket gets literally kicked as he’s walking in, and just sorta accepts that as he goes in, but even though the scene where he dresses is blurry (because it is focusing on Peter watching him,) he looks very defeated and upset in this scene, likely noting the micro-aggressions he received on entry.  (ie: being called ‘it’, a lower life form, getting called stupid by Peter, getting kicked ect) 

#Guardians of the Galaxy #GOTG #rocket #Rocket Raccoon #peter quill #star-lord