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literaryavenger · 5 months

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Meet The Guardians Of The Galaxy

Summary: The Avengers meet the Guardians of the Galaxy for the first time.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Female Reader

Warnings: Minimal use of Y/N. Language. A lot of fluff. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 1.4K

A/N: I'm not sure what this is, but I was just thinking how it might go if the Avengers met the Guardians of the Galaxy. It started with the reader cooing at Groot and Bucky being jealous and this is what came out, lol, hope you like it! Needless to say, this doesn't follow the MCU timeline, like basically all of my other stories. Don't ask me how Thor knows the Guardians, the bitch just do. I also just needed Bucky fluff, like always, and I'm really happy how it turned out! Like always I appreciate asks and messages and am always up for it if you have any ideas.

Masterlist

By this point you’re very aware that there’s life on other planets, that the universe is a place much bigger than you ever imagined. Working with the Avengers allows you to see so many things that you never thought could possibly even exist.

Super soldiers, superheroes, enhanced individuals, even Thor himself is a demi-god from literally a different planet.

This particular demi-god is the reason why today you and the rest of the team find yourselves in the common room of the Avengers Compound, a spaceship casually parked in your yard.

They call themselves the Guardians of the Galaxy: Peter Quill, Gamora, Rocket, Nebula, Drax and Mantis, literal aliens currently bickering amongst themselves because they came to earth to visit Thor the wrong day, resulting in Thor not being home for their arrival.

"Is that a plushie?" you ask, a little confused, pointing at a little teddy bear-like thing on Quill’s shoulder and effectively ending their search for who is at fault for their mistake.

He looks even more confused than you and asks "What the hell is a plushie? This is Groot, he’s a Flora Colossi."

You decide, for my own peace of mind, to ignore the latin and instead focus on the cute little thing on his shoulder who is now moving and looking at you weirdly.

"I am Groot." he says in the cutest voice ever.

"Oh my god, you're just adorable!" You say, reaching your finger out for him to hold, freaking out at his cuteness.

"I remember when you used to talk to me like that…" you hear Bucky mumble behind you, which makes you laugh and, with your attention still completely on Groot, you tell him "God, you really are a needy bitch, Barnes." at which everybody laughs.

"Yeah? And you’re just a bi-"

"Hey!" you basically yell, interrupting him and startling Groot.

"I’m kidding!" he quickly says, putting up his hands in defeat. With one last glare at Bucky, your attention turns back to Groot.

"I am Groot!" he says again.

"I know honey, you said that." you tell him.

"I am Groot." he says, yet again, at which Sam answers "Yeah, you’re Groot, got it."

Groot says "I am Groot." again and, before Sam can say something that you're sure is gonna be very rude, you turn to the Guardians and ask "Why does he keep saying that?"

Rocket is the one to answer "Well, he don't know talking good like me and you. So his vocabulistics is limited to I and am and Groot. Exclusively in that order."

His answer leaves you all a little dumbfounded but again, for your own sanity, you all seem to decide to let it go.

Instead Bruce asks "So how do you understand him?"

"We speak Groot." Nebula says like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How can you speak ‘Groot’ if he says literally the same three words, in the exact same order, in the same way every time?" Tony asks, starting to get a little frustrated, probably because the genius can’t do something that seems to come really easy to a bunch of space idiots.

"We manage." Quill simply says.

At this point Groot reaches his little hands towards you, signaling that he wants to be picked up, so, before Tony can make any sarcastic comment, you look at Quill and ask, excitement clear on your face "Can I?" while pointing at an awaiting Groot.

"Sure." He says, and you very carefully pick him up and put him on your shoulder.

"Be careful not to move too fast, he’ll hold onto your hair for dear life." Gamora warns you.

"Noted." you say giggling a little when Groot sticks his tongue out to Gamora, then she does the same to him, making everyone else laugh too.

"Buck, look how cute he is." you coo at Groot who's playing with your finger.

"’s not that cute…" he says quietly but you hear him, and apparently so does Groot because he says "I am Groot." in a very annoyed tone that prompts a chorus of whoas and protests from the guardians.

"The acorns on you, kid!" Quill says, and everybody just knows he said some really bad words to Bucky.

"Who even taught you that word?!" Rocket sounds like an exasperated parent.

"I am Groot."

"What do you mean, Drax taught you?! WHY WOULD YOU TEACH HIM THAT?"

"The small tree asked." Drax says unbothered.

"Just because he asks doesn't mean you have to teach him dirty words!"

"How was I supposed to know that?"

"It's really common sense, Drax." Gamora interjects, calmer than Rocket.

"I am Groot."

"See, even Groot knows you don’t have common sense, Drax, that’s why he asked you." Quill says.

"I am Groot."

"I am not stupid, tree!" Drax glares at Groot.

"See, he’s not cute. He’s a disrespectful little shit!" Bucky says, also glaring at poor Groot.

"I am Groot." the guardians snicker, leaving the rest of you confused.

"What? What did he say?" you're too curious not to ask as Groot is now glaring back at Bucky.

"He said he doesn’t understand how a sweet person like you is with someone like him." Nebula translates, earning some gasps and snickers from everyone else too.

You look at Bucky trying hard not to laugh and he looks like he's about 5 seconds away from murdering Groot.

He takes a step towards you but Groot, still on your shoulder, makes the cutest little growl and starts flinging one of his arms around in Bucky’s direction, the other one holding to your hair so as to not fall.

"Oh, he’s ready to fight a bitch." you say unable to hold in your laughter any longer and the others follow you.

"What?" you turn around and Drax is giving you a confused look.

"What?" you say, calming down from your laughter.

"I do not understand. He does not resemble a female dog." he looks at Bucky and then back at you.

"He- I don- What?" you’re as confused as you’ve ever been, everybody else’s faces mirroring your own.

"His people are completely literal, he doesn’t understand metaphors." Rocket explains.

"Oh… fun." Tony says, still a little confused.

"Is it though?" you hear Gamora mumble, before Mantis starts giggling.

"It is!" she says with the joy of a kid on christmas morning.

"It’s really not." Nebula says casually, and from that the Guardians start bickering amongst each other.

You look at Groot who’s still on the warpath with Bucky and then at Rocket, the only one not saying anything.

He meets your eyes and simply says. "This is what I gotta live with."

"Oh, poor little racoon." you coo at him while laughing and that seems to stop the bickering.

"Hey, I am no racoon!" Rocket tells you defensively.

"I am Groot." Rocket groans and Quill snickers.

"Groot’s right, he’s a trash panda." he says knowing the people of earth will know why that’s funny.

Some of the Avengers laugh, but you gasp trying to hide your amusement for Rocket’s sake.

"You know, you might be right, Buck. He’s not that cute and innocent after all." you turn to your boyfriend, who gives you a slight pout.

"I’m cuter than him, right"- he asks you with those puppy eyes he knows make you melt.

"Aww, of course you are, baby." you give him a kiss on the cheek, almost forgetting about Groot on your shoulder until he talks again.

"I am Groot." the Guardians “aww” and coo at him but before you can ask, Mantis explains. "He says he understands now why you’re together."

"He says he can see how much you two love each other." Gamora finishes.

You smile at Groot and he smiles back before making the cutest yawn, looking at Bucky and doing grabby hands at him.

Bucky looks at you and you take his hand and guide it towards where Groot is, he’s uncertain but when Groot climbs on his hand Bucky looks almost like a little kid seeing a butterfly up close for the first time.

He brings Groot against his chest and the little tree gets comfortable and falls asleep almost immediately, while everyone else in the room coos at the two.

"This might be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen." you whisper, not wanting to wake up Groot, and Bucky looks up at you and flashes a smile bright enough to light up the whole of New York.

"I guess he is kind of cute." he says looking back down at Groot’s sleeping form, leaving everyone else snickering as quietly as they can, while he imagines how it would be to be like this one day with a baby that’s his and yours, and you can’t help but think the same thing.

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siriuslydaz3d · 11 months

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Angels Cry || Peter Quill

Summary: When it rains, it means angels are crying.

Warings: Mention of death

AN: A rewrite of something I wrote as soon as I got home from seeing GOTG Vol 2

Thunder rumbled loudly outside as (Y/N) sat curled up in her chair reading some book from Terra she’d been given by Yondu years ago. Rarely had she’d seen it rain this hard, it reminded her of something her former partner in crime, and ex boyfriend had taught her years ago.

“When it rains, it means angels are crying.”

A soft knock echoed off the walls of her silent house. (Y/N) marks her spot, setting her book down and heading towards her door. Pulling it open, she comes face to face with a man she hadn’t seen in years. Peter stood there, frown etched into his face. His hand came to grab the door as she went to shut it.

"Please (Y/N), I wouldn’t be bothering you if it wasn’t important."

She sighed, stepping aside and motioning him inside. “I’ll get you a towel. You’re soaked.” She mumbled, walking back towards her bathroom, leaving Peter to stand awkwardly in her living room. She reappeared a moment later, tossing a towel at him and resuming her position in her chair. “You said it was important, so spill. First, how the hell did you find me? We’re no contact for a reason.”

"Kraglin told me where you lived." He spoke, looking around at the interior of her apartment. It’s small but the decor screams (Y/N). He recognized a set of blasters hanging on the wall, a pair Yondu had given her when they were kids. Peter’s frown grew larger when he turned back to her.

"I always assumed Yondu would've told you." She chuckled softly, tucking her legs up in the chair. A soft smile graced her features. “You don’t know how many times he begged me to come see you, or to at least let you come over. Guess I’ll never hear the end of it now.”

"(Y/N), I need to talk to you about Yondu actually." Peter said softly, as (Y/N)’s brows furrowed.

"What did the old man do now?” She spoke, her eyes meeting Peter’s. He looked away and wiped at his eyes. “Peter, what happened?”

"Yondu...He... He died and I couldn't do anything. I tried and I couldn't help him." Peter started, clearing his throat. His hands shook as his gaze fell to the floor. “I came as soon as I could, I’m so sorry (Y/N).”

A loud sob bounced around the room, (Y/N) hand coming to their mouth. Peter darted over to the chair where she sat, arms instantly wrapping around her. The grieving girl slipped from the chair to the floor, curling her hands into Peter’s wet jacket. His hand finds its way to her hair, stroking it gently as they both cried.

"I-I'm sorry." Peter mumbled, lips pressing to her temple. Her fist curled tighter into his jacket, knuckles turning white. “I’m so so sorry honey. I know, I know. Shh.” he cooed, rubbing her back slowly.

“Don’t leave me.” She whispered, forehead resting against his shoulder. She sniffled, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. “Please don’t go. I can’t be alone.”

"You don’t have to be alone, you never have. Let’s get your essentials, yeah? We’ve got room for you. You never have to be alone." Peter spoke, moving to stand and help her up. (Y/N) nods and leads him back to her room. He sits on the edge of her bed as he watches her carefully put her clothes into her bag. Glancing at her nightstand, he noticed a framed photo of him, her, and Yondu. Peter’s arms are around her waist, lips pressed to her cheek and Yondu stands beside them, mid eye roll but smiling wide. She reaches over and grabs the photo, smiling down at it as she stuffs it in her bag.

"Still hung up on me after all this time.” Peter teases, making (Y/N) roll her eyes. Peter stands up and rests his hand on her lower back. “I can’t blame you for keeping it. I look good.” He continued as she sighed.

"I love you." (Y/N) mumbled, turning around to hug him tightly. He kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her. “I kept the photo because it was the only photo I had of him and I together. Just happened to also be the only photo of the guy I’ve had a crush on since I was a child.”

“Ew, you had a crush on Yondu? I really thought you had better taste.” Peter joked, earning a smack to the chest in response. He laughed and squeezed her closer to his body. “I love you too.”

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thefiery-phoenix · 9 months

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YANDERE PETER QUILL X SHY READER (GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY)

You promised yourself that you wouldn't fall in love with anyone and yet here you were day dreaming and fantasizing about the star lord who was none other than Peter Quill. You just couldn't help yourself, you still remembered the time he saved you from some inter galactic beast and he made sure you were all right. That moment was magical for you because that was the first time you've met him. When you joined their team you were thrilled,you could prove your worth to Quill and impress him with your skills. It also gave you the chance to be more closer to him but however there was a tiny drawback to this wonderful plan of yours: You had a feeling he liked Gamora and KEYWORD, I said FEELING

You saw how close they both were with each other and you could understand why he'd chose Gamora. She was strong and skilled and extremely tactful. Not to mention she was pretty good looking too and she made you feel like an idiot most of the times. Gamora was never mean to you of course but her skills made your powers look like an absolute joke next to her. She was pretty friendly to you as well which was why you didn't really have the heart to split Peter and Gamora's relationship with each other so you just had to push your feelings deep down inside you and forget about Peter. However Peter wouldn't forget about you though

Quill was getting worried with the way you were acting these days. You barely talk to him now and it's making him go crazy and insane. He loves hearing your voice and when you talk about something you're passionate about your eyes sparkle and light up with joy. He found that endearing and it takes him all his self control to pinch your cheeks and hug you. You used to bring him coffee whenever he'd stay too late and convince him to sleep and get some rest. He was touched with your kindness and soft caring nature. Overtime he's become increasingly possessive of you of course but you haven't really noticed it. Whenever you talk to someone else he'll either interrupt the conversation with something he's done better than the other person or he'll just drag you the heck away from there and spend time with you instead

He doesn't mean to be a nosy snoop but it's hard not to when you leave your cute little black diary sitting out in the open like that. He tried to resist reading it since you know he was supposed supposed be your hero and heroes don't look at other people's things without their knowledge and permission. But temptation eventually got the better of him. Insecurity does wonders to a person in the most desperate times. He didn't see what he was doing was wrong because in his eyes he was just making sure his darling angel that is you was safe and nothing bad was happening to you else he'd go nuclear

He took it to his room and plopped down on his bed and started reading your diary. You wrote about this fictional character and how he was really cool which made Quill jealous. The only person you should be thinking about his him, your future husband. He got extremely irritated when you even wrote about Thor, he was itching to barge into your room at the moment to show and prove to you that you're only his and no one else's. He flipped through some pages and stopped when he saw his name. He was curious to know what you've written about him and he started reading

'I can't believe Quill actually made me dinner today that was really sweet of him. I really wanted to eat it with him and talk about the most random stuff but Gamora would probably hate me for this and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't really want to be caught dead hanging out with me anyways not when someone as strong as Gamora is there for him compared to my childish immature self'

His eyes couldn't believe what he was reading. Childish? Immature? You most certainly aren't any of the above mentioned words. You had a crush on him which he found endearing and was glad you felt the same way about him and the thought of him being in a relationship with Gamora was extremely amusing to him. True Gamora was nice and all but she was a bit unpredictable at times. He preferred to just stay friends with her and he felt bad that you were ignoring him because of this little misunderstanding. But not to worry he'll prove and show you just how much he loves you

He went out and saw you looking for something and he could guess what you were looking for, your diary. He decided to play the role of the knight in shining armor and return your diary back to you and when you got it your face beamed with joy as you hugged him and thanked him for it. "Oh, I'm sorry" you mumbled sheepishly after realizing what you've just done but he just pulled you back into the hug and replied "Don't be. I love this. I love you Y/N, you're mine" he said in a possessive manner and you couldn't help but blush. "Quill are you sure you're all right? This most certainly is a prank isn't it?" you asked him hesitantly and he grabbed your hands in his and replied " Darling, I love the way you look at me and smile. Your smile is the most beautiful thing for me in the world. The twinkle and the sparkle in your eye when we talk about something you're passionate about makes me want to listen to you for hours and hours as I get lost in your mesmerizing spellbinding eyes. You're the reason for my courage and determination. You're the only one I wouldn't mind losing my sleep for, I'll never let a tear fall down your cheeks and even if it does it'll be tears of happiness and not sadness. I love you Y/N" and you couldn't believe what you were hearing

"Quill... I didn't know you felt that way" you blushed but he replied "Y/N there isn't anyone I'd choose over you, you're made for me and I for you" and you felt happy. He confirmed he was very much not into Gamora and he admitted that he liked your soft and silly nature. It hurt when you're insecure of your own self but Quil would change all that. He loves you no matter what and he's willing to do whatever the hell it takes to make sure you stay with him. Even if he has to commit a few murders here and there but it's all in the name of love

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grapefiesta · 10 months

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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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xx-sleepybunny-xx · 1 year

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Peter Parker/Spider-Man x reader Avengers Infinity War

Thanos disappeared through a portal after Dr. Strange gave him the time stone and we all look around at each other you turned and glared at Peter Quill

“Great job star-lord,” you said sarcastically “you just ruined everything!”

“Hey! I did not ruin everything!”

“Yes you did! Why couldn’t you just wait another five fucking seconds we almost had the damn glove off!”

“He killed my girlfriend!” Quill yelled

“Oh yeah? Well a lot more people are gonna die now because of you!” You screamed at him absolutely furious. Peter Parker came up to you and grabbed you by the shoulders pulling you away from Quill before you could luge at him.

“Hey Y/n you need to calm down ok? If you don’t you might lose control of your powers.”

You sighed “Alright thanks Peter.”

Peter smiled at you “I love you Y/n.”

You wrapped your arms around Peter and buried your face in his neck “I love you too Peter.” You murmured

*magical time skip to after Thanos snapped his fingers*

“Mr. Stark,” Peter said “I don’t feel so good.”

You whipped around to face Peter your eyes widening in fear. Peter stumbled and Tony caught him “I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go.”

“Hey it’s alright I got you.” Tony said laying Peter down.

You ran over to Peter and Tony your eyes slowly filled with tears as you knelt down next to Peter. “No Peter please no.”

Peter turned to look at you “I’m sorry.” He murmured before he turned to dust.

You jumped up and backed away shaking your head in disbelief “No.” you murmured “no no no no no!” You yelled

“Y/n stay calm.” You faced Tony furiously “DON’T TELL ME TO STAY CALM!” You screamed “Peter you is gone and you’re telling me to STAY CALM!?”

“Y/n.” You ignored Tony and simply screamed letting out all the emotions that you held inside you as a wave of your F/C magical power rushed out of your body across the whole planet.

“Y/n…” Tony began as you sank down to your knees your body shaking with sobs.

“Y/n it’ll be okay...” Tony said hesitantly, once you had stopped crying.

You slowly rose to your feet still staring at the ground then you raised your head and stared straight at Tony an empty look in your eyes. “Y/n wha-“

you cut him off “I’m going to kill Thanos, and I’m going to do it in the most brutal way possible. Let him see how it feels to be ripped apart.”

With that you turned and walked away using your powers to disappear.

*hey guys here's another fic I made way back in 2020 (it’s absolute shit ik but I wrote it awhile ago and I’m to lazy to edit it) I hope you liked it (even tho it’s terrible) Bye for now author out*

#peter parker #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #peter parker x fem #the avengers #avengers infinity war #x reader #marvel #iron man #peter quill #thanos #dusted peter #sad #reader with power #tom holland #origanal story #oneshot #part 2?#part 1 of idk how many

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mirkwoodshewolf · 1 year

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Ahh so I’ve had brain cancer since Feb of 2019 (it’s come back 3 times and i just came home from the hospital yesterday so this is why I’m asking) but Quill has been a huge comfort character to me through this. I’ve always seen him as my older brother and imagining him being there for me (especially since his mom had what I have, probably hits him hard) had played a HUGE part in getting me through this. If it’s okay to ask, how do you think he would react fo his sister figure going through this- like how would be support her? (I know it’s weird to find so much comfort in a fictional character but he’s really helped me through this emotionally tbh)

Oh my god I am sooo sorry you're going through this, my grandpa has been dealing with bone cancer since 2015 and it's been rough for all of us. And hey there is NOTHING wrong with seeking comfort in a fictional character, we all do it here even I do it (though I have multiple comfort characters so it's all a debate of who I want to be my comfort character for that reason or day).

Okay so HC for a sister figure who is going through cancer let's see:

When it's the first time you get the brain tumor, he's first immediately hit with PTSD with his mom.

But he also knows that since you're still young, you're feeling absolutely terrified and can't do this alone.

So you can bet your ass that he is searching across the entire galaxy for the best doctors and medicine that will get rid of your cancer permanately.

When he does, he takes you to them and all it takes is a laser eye surgery like machine that targets the tumor and it goes away.

But a year passes and the tumor comes back.

Peter refuses to let this tumor take you away like it did his mom. You're his little sister and he can't let you suffer like this.

So he finds another set of doctors that suggest a microchip to be implanted that will help target any source of the tumor should it ever come back.

Peter asks you if it's what you want. But you don't trust a microchip because what if it short circuits and does something worse than merely malfunctioning.

With the microchip option off the table, the doctors then suggest a minor surgery that'll not only get rid of the tumor, but enhance your brain waves that'll help strength your body and can even attack any cancer cells that may develop in the future.

So you go with the surgery and Peter is right there with you holding your hand the entire time.

For awhile it seems to work, in fact you almost feel enhanced at your new strength. Even your intelligence seemed to be enhanced as you find yourself helping Rocket out with the ship a lot more than you usually did in the past.

But after 2 years after the surgery, the tumor comes back a third time and this time it's with avengance.

Peter is frantic, he's saved the galaxy multiple times. He defeated his own father who was a FREAKIN PLANET!! And helped defeat the Mad Titian Thanos, but he can't defeat a simple brain tumor!!

But what you tell him is, "It doesn't matter how many doctors I see, or what they'll do. It'll keep coming back".

"But I'm your brother! I've always seen you like my sister and I'm supposed to protect you!"

"Peter, you did everything humanly possible. Hell if we were back on Earth, there wouldn't be as many options as we've had here. But cancer is something that is purely universal that not even alien intelligence can beat."

"Isn't it supposed to be me that's comforting you, I mean this has came back on you three times already."

"I think you also need to know this so that you can heal from your experience with this."

Peter smiled at you and embraced you.

"What do you need from me?" he asks you.

"Not doctors, I just need you Pete."

"I'll do my best. But if I can't help you, then we're seeking professional help, deal?"

"Deal." you guys do your secret handshake with one another.

As promised, Peter is there for you.

On your good days he'll merely check up on you asking if there's any dizziness or pain.

And on your bad days, he'll make you as comfortable as possible.

There is no music playing, Drax, Rocket and Groot promised to keep their fighting noises down whenever your headaches grow too much.

If there's ever a time when your sight or hearing goes out, Peter is right there holding your hand squeezing it in code to assure you he's right there.

And you never have to be judged when your nausea hits hard and your vomiting your guts out.

Like a good brother, Peter is there to hold your hair back and rubbing your back in soothing circles.

He'll also try to make sure you're eating and drinking plenty of water. Even when you're not hungry, he at least keeps the food close by.

Even Drax saves you some of his Zarg-nuts.

Though the tumor can't be defeated, Peter knows you're still gonna try and fight it and he's gonna be right there for you win or lose.

Overall I see Peter trying to help you rid of this tumor because he already lost his mother and he wasn't able to do anything about it, but now he can. Even when the tumor keeps coming back, he'll keep fighting but also remember that day with his mom. Terrified and helpless, but no matter what he's there for you like any brother should be.

I wish you all the luck and fighting spirit for you my dear, having a cancer come back multiple times surely can't be easy on you or your family. But you've kept fighting my dear and you are a survivor!! NEVER. Lose that fighting spirit and hopefully one day you'll finally kick this tumor's ass and it'll see that you aren't worth taking down because YOU. ARE. A. SURVIVOR!!

So don't give up my dear, stay strong, always keep fighting, and know you've got support not only from your irl family but your tumblr family here. Good luck my dear!!!

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heartfelicity · 2 years

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FINAL GOODBYE

SUMMARY: the reader goes to space with tony, peter and the guardians of the galaxy and loses the fight with thanos, not realising how much she is about to lose.

GENRE: action, science-fiction, superhero

WARNING: death, blood

WORDCOUNT: 719

A/N: seen a lot of people do this type of blurb but thought I should give it a go! the story is slightly changed from what actually happens in avengers: infinity war but is mostly similar. if confused remember it has been slightly changed. also this is dedicated to @harringtqn because nat is so frickin helpful whenever I ask her about these type of things like “is the grammar right”, “is it good?” and she always helps and always slays. nat solos.

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“Tony?”

Voice tired and sore, grasping Peter’s hand tighter than humanly possible.

Each breath ragged and becoming harder and harder as you stumbled around feeling the ground beneath you cracking and shaking violently.

Dust particles flew around them.

Broken pieces of your suit falling to the ground as you pushed your helmet off, well whatever was left there. The sticky blood on your leg slowly oozing out of the wound on your leg. You took a seat onto the piece of broken rock from the moon that Thanos had thrown at Tony.

Your fingers pressed against the wound, waiting for the pain to start to stop. Tony held the side of his body while the blood was still coming out of him and started to walk towards you.

"Stop touching that wound, it's gonna get infected." He lightly slapped your hand away from it and took a seat next to you.

"That's what your concerned about right now?"

"It's not like we can do much about the situation, he's already gone."

Peter went over to go talk to Drax, Peter Quill or so called Star-Lord, Dr. Strange, Nebula and Mantis.

Your tried not to remove move any of the glass edged into your leg as blood started dripping out of it.

You could hear distorting voices and could swore there was stars in your vision.

Thunder started to form, you looked up to see everyone terrified for what comes next.

"Something's happening." Mantis whispered.

You turned your head to see Mantis but were met with dust flying from her.

Then slowly Drax followed and we all looked to Quill, not ready for what happens next.

"Steady Quill." Tony reached out to him but it was too late, he was gone too.

"Tony, there was no other choice." Dr. Strange shook his head in apology before he too was gone.

You turned to Peter seeing him look pale, almost sickly. He had walked away, not by your side or facing you anymore. His breath becoming deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Stark?" His voice hoarse and tired. Panic kicking as Peter looks at you.

"I don't feel so good." Peter croaked out, nearly tripping on his own feet while tears started to form in both of your eyes.

"Peter!" You held him up when he started to fall over looking at Tony for reassurance. He clamped his arms around you with a tight grip.

He was scared. Tears were already flowing down your cheeks as you chocked out a sob holding Peter tightly, not daring to let go.

"I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go Mr. Stark please. Please, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go," he pleaded as he looked over to Tony.

Tony didn't reply. It was quiet, too quiet for your liking. Tony sat down on the ground, next to Peter. You moved on to your knees and pushed away the curls from his forehead, he stared at nothingness then locked eyes with yours. He looked lost.

His hands started to dust away as he looked into your eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He looked away and then slowly all of him turned to dust as you sobbed into Tony's embrace.

"Peter!" you whailed.

A cry tore through you. Tony rocked the two of you, smoothing the hair on the backside of your head. Slowly you felt droplets in your hair from the thunder in the red clouds.

You felt Tony stop rocking the both of you. You looked up and saw him frowning as he looked at his fingers.

"My fingers are numb." Pain laced in his voice.

"No, please don't leave me Tony." A sob escaped you as tears started falling over the dried up ones.

You froze when you saw his hands turning to dust.

"Your going to be okay, alright?" You looked up to him seeing tears falling.

Tony hugged you, placing a peck on you forehead. You sniffled and started hugging him as tightly as you could Not again.

"It's okay. Let me go and look away."

"I'm scared." You admitted waiting for a response but when you felt no arms around you, you wrapped your arms around yourself.

You turned your gaze to Nebula, who seemed like the only one who survived Thanos' wrath.

"He did it." Nebula whispered to herself.

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Comments are appreciated! What are your thoughts? Criticism allowed and wanted!

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lapseinrecs · 1 month

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Persistence Hunting

By grocketinmypocket

On Archive of Our Own

Status: Complete; Oneshot; 6,626 words

Summary:"You need food, Rocket. Worse than me. A hell of a lot worse than me, and I'm worried about you. We have water, neither of us are hurt, but both of us will die eventually if we don't eat. And I can hunt down one of those," he said, pointing off into the distance at a four-legged ungulate of some kind, grazing on the tough grass. "Neither of us have any weapons, genius. You're gonna just run up to it and crack it on the head with a rock?" "No," Peter said. "I'm gonna run it down and slit its throat."

My thoughts: I always like "Humans are Weird" type posts/fics. I don't find it entirely realistic that Peter knew as a what? 8? 10? year old that humans were persistence predators, but I do think this is cool.

#mcu #gotg #peter quill #rocket raccoon #complete #oneshot

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sinning-23 · 1 year

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Marvel Masterlist

Peter Quill (Star-lord)

Record Player (18+)

Bucky Barnes

Uniform (blurb?drabble?)

Namor

Like Water

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

Eddie Brock

Thor Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Bruce Banner

Natasha Romanoff

Gamora

Nebula

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bruisedboys · 11 months

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okay but. thinking about peter quill teaching you how to fly his ship. he gets you in his lap in the pilot’s seat and reaches around you to show you the controls, murmuring the names into your ear as he points. he wraps his hand over yours where it rests on the joystick and helps you take off like 2 inches off the ground. and he’s sooo into praise so when you touch down (not so smoothly, the entire ship shakes but he’s not going to mention that) he gives you a smiling kiss and murmurs that’s my girl :)))

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gam4raa · 5 months

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Prompt:

character A cooking character B’s favorite meal after a tough day

Character A cooking character B's favorite meal after a tough day.

"Peter?" Gamora shouted as she exited the bathroom and made her way to their shared room.

She had just gotten out of the shower and was tying the end of her braid with an elastic band. The Guardians had returned from their last mission a few minutes ago. It had been an exhausting and hard mission for them, and not gonna lie they were a little out of practice. She had also hurt her leg during but obviously didn't let the others worry.

The others had insisted that they wanted to go to a bar, but Gamora implied that she wanted to wash the dirt from her body. As much as Peter wanted to drink he followed her back to the ship. Mantis had stayed with them to take care of Groot, which was usually Gamora's job.

She was surprised that Peter wasn't in the room or that couch he likes. She walked in the kitchen and apparently, she found him there.

"What are you doing?" She asked and raised her silver eyebrow.

"Hey!" Peter said over his shoulder.

Gamora stepped closer to have a look at what he was cooking. She expected to see him making a sandwich, like the ones he made when it was midnight and his stomach had plans. She wrapped her arms around his waist placing her chin on his shoulder.

"What's that?" She quietly asked.

Peter leaned his head on hers and matched her quiet tone. "I know you've had a long day and I guess I wanted to thank you in a way for saving my ass tonight. And pretty much everyone else."

"Peter.. You didn't have to--" He cut her off before she could finish talking. "I wanted to. You did great out there. You always do."

Her eyes softened as she turned to face him "So did you. You're trying and that matters Peter."

"Have I told you how much I love you today?" He asked with a smile. "I don't know maybe you should remind me again." She said teasingly.

"I love you," He said before kissing her forehead. "I love you too."

Gamora looked sceptical though. "What is it?" Peter asked concerned.

"Do we also have that chocolate I like?" She asked a small smile forming on her lips. Peter chuckled. "It's in your nightstand where you always hide it from Drax."

Gamora stormed out of the kitchen making her way to their room. She deserves the world after all.

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I'm really sorry this is so short but I had no ideas and time. Thank you for asking! <3

#gamora #guardians of the galaxy #starmora #gotg #mcu #peter quill #marvel #oneshot #fic prompt #starmora fic

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literaryavenger · 4 months

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Meet the Guardians of the Galaxy - part 2

Summary: The Avengers of the Galaxy continue to bond.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Female Reader

Warnings: No use of Y/N. Language. A lot of fluff. My poor attempts at being funny. Mentions of sex.

Word Count: 1.4K

A/N: I was trying something and this came out. I hope you like it, lol.

Meet The Guardians Of The Galaxy

Masterlist

It’s been a couple of days since the Guardians of the Galaxy landed on the Avengers compound’s lawn, Thor was still nowhere to be seen but you all seemed to be getting along just fine, going as far as having girls and boys night last night.

The guys showed Drax, Quill and Rocket how they like to spend a night of testosterone fueled competition while playing video games in the common room, eating junk food and drinking.

While you and the girls showed Gamora, Nebula and Mantis how you like to relax having a night of spa treatments, drinking wine and eating anything you wanted, gossiping and essentially making fun of the boys’ attitudes the guys had.

Groot started the night with the guys but apparently they started getting too rough and loud for his liking so he came to your room where all the girls were and enjoyed the rest of the night watching sappy movies and getting beauty treatments with you.

You couldn’t resist taking a picture when he wrapped himself with a napkin, rubbing some of the mud mask all over his face sloppily to look like you guys all wearing robes, making you all laugh and coo at how adorable he looked.

Everybody had a late night, barely getting any sleep, but having a lot of fun.

Now you’re all in the common room nursing various degrees of hangovers that even Bucky and Steve couldn’t escape after Tony pulled out Thor’s stash of Asgardian mead.

"All I’m saying is, aliens don’t seem to have too much regard for lawn maintenance." Tony says, making you all groan.

You were all tired of hearing him bitch about the lawn and you were definitely much too sleep deprived for it at the moment.

"Tony, I love you, but I really need you to shut the fuck up." Steve mumbles, not being used to hangovers, making us all gasp in surprise.

"Language, Rogers!" you say and he groans, throwing his head back while the rest of you laugh.

"Are you ever gonna drop that, Mrs Barnes?" you roll your eyes athim.

You and Bucky are nowhere near marriage but the blonde super soldier always has the time of his life teasing you about it.

"Aww, are you mad that I stole your boyfriend?" you fake pout at him.

"You know, Bucky and I were very happy before you came along." He fake glares at you, the rest of the team enjoying the banter they were used to at this point.

"I missed the part where that’s my problem, Captain Dumbass." You say smirking, but before Steve cam answer Quill cut in.

"Wow, she’s kind of awful when she’s hungover." you glare at him while everyone else laughs.

"She’s kind of awful when she’s not hungover, she’s just pretending for your benefit." Steve comments.

"You know what, Rogers?" Clint interrupts you before you can threaten Steve.

"Oh c’mon you know he’s right. Bucky for sure rubbed some of his grumpiness on you." you know they’re right so what’s the point in trying to deny.

You shrug ready to change the subject when Natasha chooses to contribute to the conversation.

"He definitely rubbed something on her." you almost choke on air.

"Natasha!" you hiss, struggling to keep your own face straight while all the girls start giggling.

"What? I didn’t say anything…" she says innocently and you can’t keep the laughter in anymore so you join them.

The guys all look at you like you’re crazy except for Tony, the genius playboy is definitely not as innocent as the rest of them.

"I don’t understand what’s going on." Peter says and the other guys nod in agreement.

You don’t exactly know how to explain it, not really wanting to discuss anything close to your sex life with Bucky with the whole group, so you look to the girls for help.

"It appears that terran women have rituals of honesty during their 'girls night's" Gamora offers, but it only leaves the guys even more confused, so Wanda takes it upon herself to say a simpler explanation "Girls talk about everything. Everything."

Slowly all the guys come to understand what she means, various degrees of embarrassment on their faces, while you and the girls laugh at their reactions.

"Wait, everything everything?" Tony questions, looking directly at Pepper.

"Every. Single. Thing." she says, maintaining eye contact, and the rest of you can't stop snickering at the guys’ dumbfounded faces.

While the guys continue their questioning to the other girls, Bucky leans in to whisper in your ear.

"So you’ve been telling the girls about our sex life, doll? I might have to punish you for that..." he can tell you’re trying hard to keep a straight face as you refuse to turn around to face him so he keeps teasing you.

"and you’ll take it like a good girl, won’t you?" your eyes widen a bit before your expression goes back to neutral, but you're betrayed by the intense red your cheeks are turning, which does not go unnoticed.

"What’s wrong with you, why is your face all red?" Rocket almost yells, bringing the whole room’s attention on you, making you blush even more and giggle when Groot climbs on your shoulder to examine your cheek more closely.

"It’s nothing." you try to sound casual.

"And what’s wrong with you?" Rocket says and you hear Steve groaning before he answers.

He carefully chooses his words and addresses you and Bucky directly "Just so you know, I can hear Bucky whispering…"

your eyes snap up to him and you can see his face is turning red too, ever the innocent one and never ready to hear his best friend's dirty talk.

You look at Bucky who looks more amused at the situation than embarrassed and you let out a groan of your own before gettin up, Groot still on your shoulder.

"Where are you going, baby?" Bucky asks, stopping the others’ questioning of Steve about what he heard, all of them confused and amused, their attention back on you.

"I need more coffee. And a bath in holy water." you add looking at the girls, all of them knowing how dirty Bucky’s mouth can get, then you make your way to the kitchen.

"I’ll go make sure she’s alright." Bucky gets up and follows you, leaving the guys to try and make the girls let them in on the joke.

You put Groot down on the counter while starting the coffee machine and, while you wait, he makes you laugh by running around trying to catch a fly while making the most adorable little screams of battle.

You feel two arms wrap around your waist and Bucky’s head on your shoulder.

"You know Steve’s gonna think we’re fucking in the kitchen, right?" you say without looking away from Groot, making Bucky laugh.

"I just wanted to check on you." he says, giving you a kiss on the cheek. You turn around in his arms and wrap your arms around his neck.

"I’m okay." you kiss him on the lips "Steve may be traumatized now, though." this time you laugh with him.

"Do you really tell the girls everything?" he asks when your laughter dies down.

"I do, they’re my best friends. Also the world should know you fuck me hard and good." he smirks and is about to kiss you again when you hear someone clear their throat from the door.

You both turn towards the sound and see Steve standing there, face getting redder than Tony’s suit.

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me." you groan once more, hiding your face in Bucky’s chest while he smirks at Steve.

"I just wanted some water, but I’ll come back later..." Steve says and starts to turn away, but turns back around and says "Bravo, Buc-"

"No! out!" you cut in before he can finish while pointing at him then the door and he goes through it laughing.

You look back up at Bucky and the cheeky idiot is laughing too, you try to glare at him but can’t keep a straight face, especially when a little yell suddenly reminds you that Groot is there with you.

You turn around just in time to see him jump down the counter, his little hands over what you assume are his ears, running back into the living room while screaming his little heart out.

Yep, looks like Steve is not the only innocent baby you and Bucky traumatized today.

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strange-morningstar · 11 months

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Personal gifts

From prompt list

Thanks for the prompt It took me a while to think about what to write then it hit me I haven't written anything for Peter Quill and Adam Warlock

(Platonically but can be seen as Adam having a cute Crush or Squish if you want but nothing overtly Romantic...uh Ambiguous if you will)

Disclaimer: I wrote this while half awake so the pacing may be all over the place and there may be spelling mistakes and all that jazz

Yes I will be getting sleep after I post this...

Warning for Guardians of the Galaxy 3 Spoilers (Not alot but yknow..some)

Adam sat in his room he had adjusted well to being a Guardian alongside Rocket and Kragglin. however he couldn't help but think about Peter Quill the man he had saved from dying in space, he had only spoken to him once but he was curious about him.

he had heard of Quill's return and he wanted to do something special for him, he grabbed a blank cassette tape and learned to add some songs to it from Rocket's Zune (don't ask how, he just knew somehow).

Adam had gathered a playlist of songs he had found and enjoyed and wanted to share his joy in music with Peter something personal that he no doubt knew that Peter could relate and appreciate.

Nebula had found a Walkman handing it to Adam "Here It should play the cassette" she said with a small smirk.

"Thank you Nebula" Adam said softly taking the Walkman he raised a brow looking around for a pair of headphones spinning around for a moment before he was stopped by Peter.

"Woah Careful there...you're gonna make yourself dizzy" Peter chuckled gently helping Adam stand upright.

Adam nodded gently "Right, Thank you" he blinked before perking up and smirking "Ah Quill you've returned !" he said cheerfully.

he gave Peter a warm hug surprising Quill but Peter hugged Adam back gently nonetheless "Yeah I'm back …just for a visit I wanted to check on you all, see how you were doing..."

The first thing Peter noticed was the change in outfit for Adam, he smiled warmly "Oh, nice...Those colours actually kinda suit you. Not bad"

"Oh well, Thank you..." Adam said softly he quickly hid the cassette tape and the Walkman in a failed attempt to surprise the Terran.

Peter noticed this and smirked "You're welcome" he raised a brow still smirking "Whatchya got there?" he said gesturing to what's behind Adam's back.

"Um...it's a surprise?" Adam tried his best to sound convincing but he sounded unsure if anything.

"Huh...alrighty then, hey listen I didn't know what you'd like from Earth but uh I picked up a few things..." Peter said as he set his bag down gently digging through it. He pulled out a toy for Adam's Pet a small squeaky toy to be specific, he also pulled out a chocolate bar that he thought Adam could try.

Adam blinked a few times looking at the small yet meaningful gifts he had received from Peter. "Why, That's awfully kind of you Peter, I uh Have a gift for you as well".

He handed Peter the Newfound Walkman and the mixtape he had made for him.

"What's this?" Peter asked as his eyes scanned the Mixtape he smirked at the neat handwriting that read 'Warlock Mix (Made by Adam)'.

"It's a collection of songs I want to share with you...songs I enjoy and hold near to my heart, I've listened to your mix tapes on the stereo tape player but I figured this uh Walkman would better suit your needs; listening to it on the go. While you're out there you can uh think of me" Adam said with a smile kind of rambling happily.

Peter smiled wide as he pulled Adam in for a hug "Thanks Adam, I'll give it a listen when I get the chance...that's pretty thoughtful of you..".

"Do you wanna listen to it together?" He offered.

Adam nodded gently "I-I'd love to!, and uh maybe we could dance together? I've learned a few dance moves and heard you've partaken in a dance off during your first battle with the Guardians..".

Peter chuckled softly "Oh they told you about that huh?...That was a fun time actually...But yeah sure. We can bust a few moves together and dance the night away".

Adam smiled warmly as he held the gifts in his hand they meant a lot to him but his time with Quill building a friendship with him as they shared music together meant so much more to him.

#writing prompts asks #mutuals #ness <3 #marvel brainrot #adam warlock #peter quill #oneshot

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greatgigintheskiess · 2 years

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A Broken Promise

[GotG Oneshot|Hurt/Comfort|Fluff]

CW: Implied Abuse, Bruising, Whump, Unconcious, (mentioned) Violent actions

Word Count: 2.4 k

I actually wanted to write this whump ff for a long time now but wasn't sure about the outcome of it. Can't help it, I'm a sucker for the Found Family trope ahhhhghf... :')

Enjoy this cute lil oneshot :D

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He had no idea how long he was laying there on the cold metal flooring. It could've been hours or several minutes. Peter's mind began to slowly drift away, he couldn't see anything through the darkness and his blurred eyesight. And then there was pain. On his upper arm, hip, his right thigh. His head was aching, as his legs from severe exhaustion. Upon the boy's flushed cheeks ran tears, his lips were cracked and bleeding while the little body was trembling in a mix of fear, cold and agony. He was weeping, letting out a soft cry along with quiet sobbing that filled the silence of the empty hall.

The child's crying became faintly, when he felt someone's strong hands reaching under his knees and on his back, slowly pulling him up, which made him wince and whimper to his injured body. He didn't dare to look the one in the eye, who was holding him in his arms, as he was too scared it would be another of them and he would be beaten up again for disobeying their orders or just for fun. Second mostly followed with the first one.

"Who done this to ya, boy?"

The voice was a familiar one, although out of everyone on this ship, Peter would've lastly expected it to be Yondu, who came here. The kid slowly blinked his eyes open to look at the man while pressing together his lips, tears still streaming down. Peter opened his mouth, he tried to respond to the question the captain asked.

"I didn't listen... to them...", The child muttered under his breath in a weakened voice, but loud enough that he understood what the boy meant.

Yondu knew very well who was responsible for that. He knew that part of his crew had been out on a mission in one of the galaxy's most dangerous quadrants. And it wasn't difficult to count one and one together to tell that they dragged along the boy on it too.

Blame on yerself. Should 'ave done what 'em told ya.

Thoughts like these ran through the Centaurian's head. He seemed to not rather care about the fact that they had beaten Peter up but they had ignored his order when he told them to leave the boy alone so that he could focus on his combat training sessions.

Fuckin' bums.

But also considering that they even dared to lay a finger on the child - not to mention he had threatened them if they ever did - made him grit his teeth in anger. He cussed them for that in his mind, screwed up his face in the thought of how they probably stood there in a circle, laughing while the kid cried and pleaded in pain.

Without any hesitant he decided to surely have a little chat with them about that, tomorrow morning.

But right now, his gaze fell upon the wounded child in his arms, which he had carried from the ship's hangar into his own quartier. He felt that the boy was shivering, probably because of the cold or because he was afraid of what would happen next. Completely unfounded was that fear though, when the Centaurian laid the small frail body on the way too big bed. Peter winced and whimpered in cause of his several wounds when he lay down, pulling his legs closer to his body.

"It hurts so much...", He quietly whined.

And although some would anticipate to say something like I know, i'm sorry or don't cry, you're safe now, like that were the words that came firstly to someone's mind when seeing the injured child, he still responded with the same old tone: "Better save 'em breath of yours, boy."

For real, if the boy will continue making such a fuss about every little thing, no one would ever take him seriously on this ship- by the lack of respect they all already have for the Terran. His crewmen were already annoyed by the child's permanent complaining and whining, so if it wasn't for Yondu, the kid would be pretty much dead by now.

The Centaurian had eyed the still shivering child for a moment or two, until he took a blanket from the bed and covered him with it, so that the boy would finally stop crying, for flark's sake.

Peter immediately felt the warmth as he was wrapped in the blanket which nestled softly around his small body. As he tried to slowly turn on the side, he narrowed his eyes, letting out a little sob as his hip still was aching. He started to feel dizzy as from the exhaustion or all the crying, that he felt his pulse pounding in his head.

"My head hurts..." Peter complained while slightly screwing up his face as he turned his head towards the captain.

No wonder from all 'em cryin'.

"I want ya to rest now, boy. Kraglin be there tomorrow checkin' up those wounds." Yondu mumbled to the boy who peered at him with reddened eyes, looking so exhaused and tired, but also ever so slightly comforted.

His voice was so unusually calm but also completely stolid, so you could not make any emotions out of it, that Peter wondered why that was the case. Wasn't he the one who also had beaten Peter up during their training sessions, just so that the boy learned to fight? How was he then the one comforting him too, after his crew did it now instead? To be fair, then he only gave the kid a black eye - almost nothing compared to what he experienced today - but that still appeared odd to Peter.

"And stop bawlin' yer eyes out, boy. It's makin' me furious." Followed right afterwards.

Peter paused and his glance fell again to Yondu, still no sign of emotion. The kid wondered if he was annoyed with him. Usually annoyance looked different on the Centaurian's face. Gritted teeth, accompanied with warning glances and snarls; whenever Peter got in trouble for something. Mostly, it was also him being lectured by the Ravager about sentiments being a sign of weakness over and over again.

"Never show 'em ya vulnerable." He always gets to hear.

or "Boy, quit whinin' now or i'll let 'em eat'cha!" or "One more complainin' of yers and ya'll be dinner!"

Soon or later Peter got used to it. He got used to the threats, to the constant mocking. Life among a bunch of coldhearted cruel pirates sure wasn't easy for a child like him but he also had nowhere else to go. They were his family now.

After a moment of both staring at each other in silence, the Centaurian had averted his eyes from the child and wanted leave the room, when Peter dared to speak up and raise the question that had now circled in his mind all along.

"Why are you doing that?" The child asked.

"Doin' what?"

"Being nice to me..." The captain hesitated after that sentence.

He couldn't help but smile and turned back to the bed, to the kid, who was looking up to him in a confused expression and big tired eyes. Sure, it was rare that he showed - if even- some kind of affinity towards others, praise was also something you won't get to hear from him ever nor nice words coming out of his mouth. So he understood the boy's confusion and was also a bit amused by it.

After a brief moment of pondering and thinking what to reply to such a question, Yondu eventually went back and sat on the edge of the bed next to Peter as if he was a parent telling their child a bedtime story.

"Well, if ya want me to kick ya outta 'ere and punish ya for wailin' down there, that's fine too, boy." The Centaurian ducked his chin until he could meet the child’s eyes while his crooked grin revealed some of his skewed teeth, of which Peter had been so afraid the first time he ever saw him.

A lot has changed since. During his first days on the ship, the kid was terrified of everything and everyone, flinched when any of them - including the captain - came too close. At first, Peter had refused to eat anything the Ravagers tried to give him, so that to the point, where the boy was close to starving, Kraglin had made him something that was closest to food on Terra and Yondu had forced him to eat it.

It's been a year since.

Peter interrupted these thoughts by another question as he didn't comment on the reply the Centaurian had given him. He changed the topic.

"Kraglin keeps telling me something about a Ravager code. What is that actually?" The kid wanted to know and looked up to the captain, still sitting on the bed's edge right beside him. The boy's bright green eyes met his as he raised that question.

"When ya become a Ravager one day, you gotta follow our code. Keepin' an eye on yer crew, never betrayin' each other, that's the thing." He told Peter, who still glanced at him with big eyes. "That's how ya be gainin' honor above all."

By speaking out these words, he again became aware that he already broke that code by the abominations he committed when taking innocent children to Ego for big rewards and a promise that nothing would happen to them. A promise that was now broken. And Peter was that broken promise. The boy lay there beside him, breathing, listening to him as he told him that. He was the only one among many who survived, who got a chance to live, to become a man, a Ravager. Someone better than he himself could ever be.

"It says, when ya die as Ravager, 'em skies will be filled with colors of all kinds, shinin' above your grave." Yondu then continued, looking out of the windows of the quartier, remembering, when his captain had told him that back then. "Showin', yer life was worth it."

Peter had listened so interested in what the captain was telling him. He imagined how such a funeral would look like. Bright colors, accompanied by pretty nebulae and millions of stars. So different from funerals on Terra, where they just put dead bodies in a wooden box under the ground. Kinda sad when you think about it.

"I think that's beautiful..." The child said quietly, slowly starting to close his eyes, which the Centaurian didn't notice as he was still staring outside the room's windows into the vastness of space.

He averted his eyes.

"Well, I dunno how ya Terran's funerals be lookin' like but here in space we-

He hesitated in the next moment, when noticing that the boy had snuggled to him. Peter was laying there on the man's lap, breathing softly as his eyes were closed. The tears had disappeared from his flushed cheeks, his heartbeat slowed down, the little body stopped trembling. Something about that tiny way of showing affection made his heart skip a beat.

He had absolutely no idea how to react in such a situation. What to do, what not. So he stayed still, didn't even dare moving an inch as to not wake the kid and just watched him. And he just couldn't understand why the hell he was so nervous. He'd never been a man to hesitate or overthink a lot. Never had he feared something - not even death - when putting himself over and over again in mortal danger. But now, all of this side of him was gone. Washed away in an instant moment of physical affection.

Sentiments, duh.

He had sworn to himself to never grow something pathetic like such. He didn't even know what those were actually, tried to keep them away as far possible from him.

But then the boy came into his life. The little Terran, who is so full of joy and life, who seemed to warm up the Centaurian's cold heart.

One brief moment after, he carefully put one hand on the boy's shoulder - not even fully understanding why though - and slowly pulled him a bit closer to his side. The kid let out a soft whimper in his sleep but didn't wake up, to his relief. In his mind, Yondu cursed to himself, as he forgot about the wound on the child's upper arm.

Damn it, yer such an idiot!

He didn't want to hurt the boy even more, he has been suffering enough tonight. The child finally got the sleep he deserved.

So he listened to his breaths in silence, watched the slow rise and falls of the little chest and the softness in the boy's face.

It was...

adorable.

Heck.

The Centaurian pushed these thoughts aside.

And yeah, he could try to make it appear like he didn't care, that he also just could've left the boy down there in the cold hangar. But there was something, deep down in his heart, that told him otherwise.

Hell, what'chu doin' there, you moron?

It certainly wouldn't seem like it but deeply he adored everything about the boy; his smile, when he listens to his Terran music, his witty and easygoing demeanor, his stubborn yet so sensitive and frail mind. He adores talking to Peter, wheter he teases or praises him, he adores watching him dance secretly at night in the canteen when everyone is asleep, he adores teaching Peter how to fly a space ship, shoot with a gun or steal things without anyone noticing.

Ever since he saw the boy that night, he had a feeling, which he had never experienced before. Before, it was like his mind had been completely dull, no life, as if he was a statue, not even a living being. That child had made him feel at least something, for the first time in his frickin' god forsaken life.

Since the day of Peter's abduction, Yondu realized he would do anything in his power just to protect the kid and make sure he is safe from this cruel universe.

Is that love, he wonders.

How could he tell? He himself never knew how it feels to be loved. How should he then be able to give love to others?

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Drunk On You || Peter Quill x Reader

A/N: So this is just a random, short oneshot. I really cannot explain myself.

Warnings: Smut, Overstimulation

Pairing: Peter Quill x Reader

God, you loved Peter’s curls. You didn’t know how, but they were so soft and bouncy under your greedy hands. Currently, you were running said hands through Peter’s hair, tugging on his copper locks as his tongue explored your dripping cunt while his thick fingers fucked your aching hole.

Because of your grabby hands, Peter moaned into your sensitive pussy, sending shockwaves throughout your live-wire body. As he lapped at you, your wetness began to drip from Peter’s chin and onto the floor in shiny puddles, but Peter didn’t mind, he loved getting messy.

So he sucked at your clit while you practically screamed his name, your fingers lightly scratching at his scalp. Peter kept going and going until he could feel your body physically vibrate from the amount of pleasure he was giving you.

Moaning, you tried to warn Peter of your incoming orgasm, but Peter didn’t even flinch. He just thrust another finger into you and pressed against your g-spot until you were seeing stars, your toes curling and thighs tightening around Peter’s head.

You came on Peter’s tongue and he lapped all of it up, he was so pussy-drunk, he didn’t know what else to do other than eat you out. So even though you were squirming beneath his hungry mouth, Peter’s strong arms held you down and kept your shaking thighs wide open for him.

“Fuck, Peter, I can’t–” You tried pushing Peter’s face away, too raw from overstimulation, but Peter just looked up at you with his big doe eyes and kissed the insides of your legs.

“C’mon, baby, just one more.” Peter’s words were so slurred, you could barely understand him, but with that single look, you obliged with a nod.

Peter dove back in immediately, pressing his fingers against your clit while he thrust his tongue into your weeping cunt. You couldn’t handle the mix of pleasure and pain, your brain literally beginning to scatter.

Still, Peter held out and fucked you silly on his tongue. The air felt so hot and cold at the same time, your body didn’t know how to react. But, once again, he was able to pull a mind-shattering orgasm from you as you bucked wildly on his face.

Coming down from your high, you noticed with an alarming speed that Peter was still eating you out, and not slowing down one bit. You screamed his name and yanked at his curls which just caused him to moan and for another set of vibrations to ripple through your body.

Your breathing quickened again and your third orgasm was steadily approaching, much faster than the other two.

Your body almost couldn’t take the stimulation, but when Peter mumbled, “You taste so fucking good, I love you so much,” against your pussy, you were done for.

A third orgasm tore through you like a tsunami, scrambling your brain and causing drool to leak from the sides of your mouth. It was too much, and finally, you pushed Peter away, whining from the overstimulation.

Peter rested his head against your thigh and looked up at you, a drunken smile spreading across his face, “Sorry, baby. I couldn’t resist.” You watched as your slick dripped from his mouth and shined under the low lighting of the Benatar.

With a heaving breath, you collapsed against the table Peter had you sitting on the edge of while Peter kept his place between your legs, just waiting until you were ready for another round.

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