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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 1 year

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rom-com moment

peter quill x f!reader prompt: rain theme: smut/fluff (tags beneath the cut)

“You really know how to romance a girl, Quill.”

He snickered against your skin, his breath tickling against the side of your throat, a heated contrast to the icy water soaking your clothes and your hair. His hands clutched hungrily at your sides, trapping you against the wall behind you. He was equally soaked, rain dripping into his eyes as he pulled back to meet your gaze with a familiar cocksure smile.

“I thought this was every girl’s fantasy,” he said, his hands coming up to unzip your jacket. You shivered as the rain and his freezing hands tainted your dress, your own fingers curling in the lapels of his coat. You pulled him closer; his body heat the only combat for the rain. “A big ol’ declaration of love in the rain.”

“This isn’t a declaration, Peter,” you pointed out snidely, fumbling with his belt despite your tone. His fingers curled in your dress, dragging it up over your thighs. The fabric clung to your skin. “This is you trying to get your dick wet.”

He laughed, grasping your thighs and lifting you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your hands taking hold of his shoulders.

“And if this is supposed to be your way of telling me you love me for the first time, I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Gotcha,” he replied, his amusement giving way to the heady growl of desire as you wrapped your hand around his cock. He groaned as you pressed the head of his erection into your cunt. “I’ll save it for later.”

Peter thrust into you in one hard stroke, and you moaned, swallowing down rain before pulling him into a kiss. Even as the meaning of his words dawned on you, your thoughts devolved into the simple, hungry notes of pleasure, and you broke away from his mouth to bring his face back down to your throat.

Quill’s teeth dug into the sensitive skin over your pulse point and your head fell back against the wall. Rain hit your face, water running down your cheeks and you blinked against it as your eyes rolled back.

He fucked you in rough, hurried thrusts, his hands digging into the flesh of your ass possessively. A shiver wracked through you, and you could feel his body trembling with the cold of the rain despite the heat of his body against yours.

When you came, the sound of your moan was drowned out by thunder, and you could have sworn you heard Peter whisper three words against your skin.

tags: @lovely-dreamer19 @wittyforachange @wefracturedmotivation @january-echoes @glossyloner @capitalnineteen @youclickedthislink @s0ftness @castieltrash1 @drakelover78 @queenoftheunderdark @bombardia @bellarkeselection @nix-rose-q @blue-chup @curcuma-yn0t

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coffeeandbatboys · 11 months

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Peter Quill x Sylva Marcus Headcanons

I couldn't sleep and I'm not patient enough to figure out how to write these random things into Cosmic so here.

They totally dance with each other. Its a given with dating Peter Quill.

They work together most of the time in a fight. Usually back to back or side by side.

The banter between these two istg

Vol. 3 Spoilers under the cut

Back on earth, Sylva and Peter have to adjust back to 24 hour time.

So they do not sleep during the night.

Also, I'm planning in making cereal something that Sylva misses a lot.

So you better believe that when they get back to earth, her and Peter buy every sugar loaded cereal possible.

'cause I've had magic spoon. And its okay, but definitely doesn't compare to Cheerios/froot loops/etc.

And eat it at 3 am because their sleep schedule is whacked out.

#Peter quill x OC #Star lord x OC #Peter quill #Star lord #gotg vol 3 spoilers #gotg imagine #Gotg 3 #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #Marvel OC #Gotg OC #Cosmic

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sterling-writes · 1 year

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New Peter x Florence stuff 🥺 (gotg 3 spoilers below the cut)

After they save Rocket, Peter asks Florence to come with him to Missouri. He knows that she may not be ready to see her family yet, if ever, but he knows that she'll always have a family in him. And he could definitely use a friend by his side to give him enough courage to go home after all those years.

She joins him, initially planning on just making sure he finds his grandfather and that things go to plan. But Jason offers to let her stay for a while, since Peter's definitely going to need someone to help him adjust to life on Earth again, and he certainly can't do all of it himself.

So she stays there with him, and they live there for a while, getting to live a calm, normal suburban life that they didn't realize they so desperately wanted.

They get into the typical Earth teenager hijinks they never go to do in their youth. Even little things like goofing off in a grocery store

It'd just be so cute and sweet, and Peter slowly moves out of his depression spiral. And, eventually, it's how the two of them finally open up their hearts to each other 🥺😭❤️

#peter x florence #peter quill x oc #gotg 3 spoilers #florence

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bethsvrse · 2 months

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when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly I’ve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour

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fvck-the-patriarchy · 8 months

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GOTG on Incorrect Quotes ft. my OC! (because why not?)

Nave: If you water water, it grows.

Quill: ...What.

Mantis: She's got a point.

Gamora: Do you guys ever have a civilized conversation that doesn't require insulting each other every time you get a chance?

Quill: No.

Nave: No.

Gamora: Didn't think so.

Nave: Good. Thanks, dad.

Rocket: You just called Yondu “dad”. You just said “thanks, dad.”

Nave: What? No, I didn’t. I said “thanks, man”.

Yondu: Do you see me as a father figure, Nave?

Nave: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me.

Quill: Hey! Show your father some respect!

Nave: I didn't call him DAD!

Quill: Rocket, you’re in charge!

Nave: Rocket, can we start a fire?

Gamora: Nave taught me to think before I act.

Gamora: ...So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured that I thought about it and am confident in my decision.

Nave: Hey, are you alright with swearing? Asking for a friend.

Quill: Yeah?

Nave: Bitch.

Nave: Thanks for opening my message and not responding.

Rocket: All good bro, any time.

Nave: Fuck you.

Nave: When I was younger, Quill told me that the paper strip that’s in the chocolate kisses were edible and I ate them with the chocolate for a year.

Rocket: They are!

Nave: FOR REAL?

Rocket: No! Why did you fall for it again?

Drax: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something!

Quill: You left me, Rocket, Groot and Nave in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.

Drax: I did that on purpose, try again.

Nave, pointing to Quill and Gamora: Distract them! I'll be right back! *leaves*

Drax: Okay!

*five minutes later*

Nave: *returns and sees Quill and Gamora unconscious on the ground* What did you do? I said distract them, not knock them out!

Drax: There's just no pleasing you sometimes.

#incorrect guardians of the galaxy #incorrect guardians of the galaxy quotes #guardians of the galaxy incorrect quotes #guardians of the galaxy x reader #incorrect gotg quotes #gotg x reader #gotg x oc #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon x reader #peter quill #peter quill x reader #gamora #drax the destroyer #mantis #yondu udonta #platonic guardians of the galaxy #roquill #star lord

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glow-autumz · 10 months

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They attempted to steal Peter's Lucky Charms (didn't end well. Got too lazy to draw an actual background)

(Ps. My hand writing sucks ass ik)

#rocket raccoon fanart #Rocket x oc #rocket x moon #Rocket Raccoon #peter quill #gotg oc #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #janitor ai #shenanigans #missed my bed time to post this #this was a lot funnier in ny head #Rocket Racoon x oc #rocket raccoon x reader

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kyuriin-chan · 1 year

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Adam Warlock x OC

Part 1

Word Count: 1.556

Warnings: Adam being cute, fluff, slight angst

POV Seraphina

I've known Pete for a relatively long time and even though I said goodbye to the Guardians, I missed them all very much.

After Gamora left us and Thanos was finally defeated, my help was requested by my brother who I hadn't seen in a long time.

So I also left the Guardians, even though it was very difficult for me at the time. They were all very dear to me and I promised them that I would come back as soon as I was needed or my help was no longer needed by my brother.

I slowly steered my spaceship to the well-known landing site that was kept free for me.

Pete had enlightened me about what had happened and I was glad that Rocket was fine now. After all, we were good friends and often exchanged ideas about technical things and what could be improved.

My ship finally landed and for a moment I just sat and let it all sink in. I considered this small planet and it's inhabitants to be home, even though my native home was actually light years away.

Here on this planet was my real family, friends who meant a lot to me. A smile graced my lips and I turned everything off to leave the ship.

Pete had just notified me of everything like he had done all along while I was gone so no one knew I was actually coming back. He had told me about the destruction of the city and I really wanted to help.

With steady steps, I made my way to meet the Guardians and tell them of my return.

POV Adam

Almost helpless, I watched the many people who tried to rebuild their city and did everything to help them.

After I pulled Peter out of space and rescued him, a lot of people seemed to trust me more and give me another chance as well. Still, I couldn't deny that I felt kind of alone. Everyone had someone they knew or got along with.

I didn't really know anyone.

Mantis assured me that I would find my place but I wasn't so sure. My mother often spoke of a person who formed our other side. To which one belonged and which gave one the feeling of safety and security.

Did I also have such a person?

I continued to stroll through one of the streets and only looked up when I heard a bright laugh. My gaze fell on Peter who seemed to be hugging an unknown woman. The two knew each other well and began to talk quickly.

I stared at them both rooted to the spot and began to study the young woman further. Her blond hair was long and gently swept behind her as she walked further away with Peter. She had a beautiful smile that made me feel warm even though that smile wasn't even aimed at me.

The two disappeared around a corner and for a brief moment I caught a glimpse of her face. If there were angels then I was convinced that she had to be one.

"Hey Adam! Come on! Pete has news for us! Hurry up, come on!", Mantis suddenly called out to me, who had stepped into my line of sight without me noticing.

How long did I stand there, just like that?

A little unsteadily I walked behind Mantis who also had Drax with her and was talking excitedly. However, my thoughts were still with the beautiful woman and her almost golden-blonde hair, which is why I didn't listen to her.

Together we entered a small bar that surprisingly survived the attack and was considered as our regular meet-up place.

"Listen up everyone! I have great news for you! Our dear Seraphina is finally back and will stay!", Peter's voice sounded. Everyone started cheering and even Nebula seemed to react positively to this news as a barely noticeable smile crept onto her face.

Confused, I looked around the small bar and waited for a more detailed explanation until a person stepped into the bar behind Peter. It was none other than the woman with the charming smile I had seen before.

So I stood a little apart and just watched how everyone hugged the young woman named Seraphina and were probably very happy about her arrival. At that moment, I really wished I could hug her like that and be near her too.

I watched almost longingly as she began to talk to the others and shared her story with them. Music started playing and Peter handed out drinks to everyone and although a happy mood ensued I just felt all the more left out.

Why would she want to talk to me too?

However, I couldn't take my eyes off Seraphina. She was pulling me in like some kind of magnet and I just couldn't resist the pull. Every now and then she brushed back one of her blond strands and I wondered if her hair really felt as soft as it looked. Her soft smile never left her lips and I secretly hoped that she would smile at me too.

"You can also talk to her Adam", Peter's voice suddenly sounded next to me and I looked over at him almost startled. He had a huge grin on his face and I got the feeling he had something in mind some kind of plan maybe.

"Instead of just staring at her, you know?", he continued and that's when I realized he must have been watching me without my noticing.

"I'm good... yeah. I'm just looking", I said quickly then looked back across the bar hoping he would leave me alone.

"Kinda creepy you know? Just staring and doing nothing", he said, leaning against the bar wall.

"I'm not staring!", I tried to explain to him again and crossed my arms uncertainly.

How was it that he could see through me like that?

"Whatever you say buddy. But talking to her won't hurt you y'know", he said taking a sip of the blue drink he'd been holding the whole time. With a huff I took one last glance at Seraphina and her smiling face, "I think I'm going outside for a bit."

Without Peter being able to say anything else, I almost bolted out of the bar and quickly inhaled the cool air from outside. I sneaked a peek through the bar window again hoping to see Seraphina but Rocket and Drax had apparently started a drinking contest and a large crowd had gathered in front of the window.

Almost furiously I kicked a stone away from the path in front of me and clenched my hands into fists. Now there was no way I could just go back after Peter caught me like that.

I wish it was that easy, but what if she just doesn't like me? What if all she sees in me is this monster that wanted to hurt her friends?

At that thought, a pain almost ran through my body and I put my hand on my chest. Shaking my head I walked on and admitted defeat. Countless feelings rolled through my body and I just couldn't place any of them.

"Hey! Wait!", a voice suddenly called from behind me and abruptly I turned just to look into Seraphina's blue eyes. She stopped in front of me and smiled softly at me.

"You're Adam, aren't you?", she asked me and I could only nod as she almost took my breath away.

"I'm Seraphina and I wanted to introduce myself again personally. I've heard a lot about you", she said and fear immediately went through my body like a bolt of lightning.

What had the others said about me? Did they also say that I was actually responsible for Rocket's injuries? In the end, I simply attacked the Guardians.

"Heard... from me?", I asked almost swallowing hard and stood as stiff as a statue in front of the young woman.

"You saved Pete and I'm very grateful for that!", she quickly explained to me and gave me an even bigger smile than before. Without warning she took one of my hands in hers and immediately that warmth flowed back into me. My heart started beating like crazy and I really hoped she wouldn't notice.

"The past is the past and all that matters is the here and now. You can decide who you are and what you do Adam. We're all here to help you", she said softly then let go of my hand.

I immediately missed her soft hands and their warm touch on my skin.

"I'd better let you go, it's already very late. See you tomorrow!", she said quickly and then went in the other direction past the bar. As if in a trance, I stood on the street and watched after her until her shape was no longer visible.

Her words echoed in my head and slowly a smile crept onto my lips as I had to look down. My hand was still tingling and I turned around as well.

For Seraphina, I wanted to be as good as possible. I wanted to protect her and make her proud, show her that I understood her words. I desperately wanted to feel more of her warmth and give in to this urge for her.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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shewhohangsoutincemeteries · 1 year

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you look good in leather

Peter Quill x F!Reader

Prompt: “I’m sorry, but it’s very hard to focus when you’re dressed like that.”

Summary: on the way to xandar to face off with ronan the accuser, quill walks in on you changing into a ravager uniform and just has to show you how much he approves of the look.

Warnings: smut, hints of exhibitionism, vaginal sex.

Word Count: 1,613

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Propping your foot up on the crate in front of you, you fastened your boot closed before straightening. Exhaling a nervous breath, you reached up to run your fingers through your hair, you pulled it back to tie it away from your face. You heard the metal floors creak behind you, and you spoke without turning around. “Do I even want to know why the Ravagers had a uniform in my size? I’m not seeing a big female population on board.”

“You and Gamora would be the first on this ship,” Quill replied. You turned to face him, smoothing your hands down over the leather encasing your hips. “And you look a hell of a lot better in it than Kraglin does.”

“High praise,” you said, tugging on your hair to tighten the band holding it in place. “Actually, come to think of it, why the hell do you have a uniform here to fit Rocket? Dude’s a raccoon, for flark’s sake.”

Peter didn’t reply, his head tilted slightly to the side. You noticed his gaze fall lower, travelling slowly, pointedly over your curves. You rolled your eyes despite the immediate bloom of warmth you felt spread through you.

Raising a hand, you clicked your fingers in front of his face. “Hello? You in there, Space Cadet?”

Quill blinked, dragging his gaze back up to meet yours. A teasing, flirtatious smirk curled his lips. “I’m sorry. But it’s very hard to focus when you’re dressed like that.”

“Seriously?” you asked disbelievingly, glancing down at yourself. It was more form fitting that your usual t-shirt and jeans ensemble, but you hadn’t really thought anything of it. “Yondu just threatened to kill you and we’re about to go up against an interplanetary warlord, and you’re still thinking about sex?”

Quill shrugged, a self-deprecating smirk blooming on his lips. He closed the distance between the two of you slowly, taking ahold of your hips. “Guess I’ve got a one-track mind.”

You rolled your eyes at him, your own smile breaking over your features despite yourself as his hands slipped around to smooth over your backside. He pulled you closer, your hips bumping against his. Your hands moved automatically upward, and you rested them lightly on his shoulders. “Peter. Bigger issues.”

“We got time,” he replied, pressing his hips into yours teasingly. You could feel him harden against your thigh, and his hands squeezed your ass possessively. “Might as well use it creatively.”

“Funny how all your ‘creativity’ seems to result in nudity on my part,” you said snidely, sliding your hands up to wrap your arms around his neck loosely. “You might need to find a new schtick.”

“I thought you liked my ‘schtick’.”

“Ugh, Quill!” you scoffed at the lazily double entendre, shoving him away from you. Peter laughed, catching you around the waist and pulling you back against him. Your back met his chest, and your breath caught as you felt him press a hungry, open-mouthed kiss to the side of your throat. A taunting mix of tongue and the blunt graze of his teeth against your skin, it made a shiver roll up the small of your back, as did the way his hand travelled up your stomach to squeeze your breast through the supple leather of your outfit. “Peter…”

“Shhh…” he whispered; his breath hot against your flesh. His hand moved slowly, teasingly, sliding the zipper at the front of your suit down and slipping into your bra to clutch at your breast. “You’re gonna spoil the mood.”

“Asshole,” you bit back a moan as he pinched your nipple, turning your head to capture his mouth in a kiss. Quill returned it hungrily, sliding his tongue into your mouth. You moaned into it despite your indignation as his other hand moved lower, cupping your cunt roughly through your clothes. The inelegance, the demand in his touch thrilled you despite your objections, and you felt heat rise in your chest as he led your hips back to grind against him. Quill groaned into the kiss as you bit his lip, his grip tightening on your breast for a moment.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

“And you’re still an asshole,” you retorted, and he snickered as you turned in his arms to face him again. Quill recaptured your lips, his hands taking hold of your waist. His mouth moved along your cheek to your jaw and down to the side of your throat, sucking a bruise into the sensitive skin over your pulse point.

He lingered there until your breath caught, then trailed his lips higher, catching them teasingly on your earlobe before speaking in your ear. You felt yourself shudder as his hand walked slowly up your torso to your zipper. Quill tugged it down at a glacial pace, his voice warm and gruff. “So, let me make it up to you then.”

Your hesitation lingered only until you felt his hand slide into your suit and over your stomach to curve against your ribs. “Fuck it. You have ten minutes.”

Quill laughed, unzipping your suit the rest of the way and shoving the sleeves of it down your arms. You echoed him, the sound catching in your throat as he shot you a cocky wink, turned you around, and bent you over the crates behind you. He smoothed a hand up the back of your thigh, and you shrugged off the sleeves of your suit. He tugged the whole thing down around your thighs as soon as your arms were free, heedless of the awkward way the leather hung around your legs.

Your chest met the storage crates as he bent you over further, his hand sliding between your legs. You moaned, and he pushed your underwear to the side.

“You know what one of the hottest things about you is?” he muttered, teasing his fingers along your cunt to circle your clit. You whined through gritted teeth, eyes closed. The heard the dull sound of his zipper being lowered. “The more you pretend to you’re not into it, the wetter you are.”

“God, you’re a dick—” you broke off with a drawn-out moan as Quill pressed his cock into you, his hand clutching at the swell of your ass as he filled you. “Fuck, Peter…”

His hand tightened painfully on your flesh as he withdrew and thrust into you again, hard enough to make the crates beneath you shake. You grunted as he did, bracing yourself on your elbows and shoving loose hair out of your eyes where it had come loose.

Quill didn’t pause, didn’t hesitate… apparently taking your time frame to heart. He fucked you hard, his fingers bruising your hips as he pulled them back to meet his thrusts. Your breath left you in a short, sharp moan each time he thrust into you, and he teased his hand over the side of your ass in approval, massaging the flesh of it.

His hand moved higher, a shiver following it up your back. You grinned, teeth digging into your bottom lip, as he wrapped your hair around his hand and jerked your head back. It forced your back to arch, and he pushed deeper into you. You moaned, eyes rolling back. When you reached back to grab at his hip, he took hold of your arms, pulling them back behind you. Your chest met the crate inelegantly, your cheek pressed against it, as he trapped your wrists against the small of your back.

“Ass—hole—”

“You’re so hot when you talk dirty, baby.” he laughed, his voice tight with arousal.

“Go fuck yourself, Quill.”

“Right after I’m finished with you,” he replied easily. “God, you’re mean to me.”

“You… you love it.”

“I do,” Quill said with a groan. He released your wrists, hands returning to your hips. He guided you into pushing back into him, and you braced yourself on your hands, fingers tightening painfully on the edge of the crate. “Do it more.”

You choked on a laugh, arms shaking as Quill’s hand snaked around between your legs and found your clit. “You’re running out of time, Star Lord.” your voice broke in a whimper as he circled it roughly, pinching it between his fingers. “Tick-tock.”

“Oh, now you’re asking for it,” he almost growled the words, and you jerked under his touch as his other hand pressed against the small of your back, pinning you in place against the crate. Unable to move your hips aways from his fingers, from his cock, you felt the stimulation all of a sudden too much, and you cursed as you came, drawing out his name in an almost pornographic moan.

Quill’s thrusts had become almost desperate at the sound of his self-imposed moniker, and he groaned as you tightened around him, pulling out of you just before his own orgasm hit. You could feel yourself twitch as he smoothed a hand up your thigh, and you exhaled as you straightened cleaning yourself up before pulling your suit back up and shrugging it up onto your arms.

You turned to face Quill as he tucked himself back into his pants, and your eyes widened. You smacked him hard in the chest. “You left the door open?!”

“Ow!” he flinched away from you childishly, and you smacked him again.

“Private moments, Peter! Private.”

“I didn’t want to waste any of time!” he argued defensively, but you saw the corner of his lips twitch upward in a smirk.

“You suck, Peter.”

“Maybe later,” he joked back. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve got a lot going on right now. Honestly, your priorities—”

“I will hit you again.”

“Noted.”

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coffeeandbatboys · 11 months

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Chapter 1 of Cosmic is out!!

A/N I completely changed Sylva's backstory, which I will explain later.

#peter quill #marvel #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill x oc #marvel oc #gotg oc #star lord #star lord x oc #guardians of the galaxy vol. 3 #gotg #mcu

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shelbyinubakilee · 2 months

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Early Mornings Family prompt -I will attempt to color later

based off @bbasmos’s story and added creatures! I just love them so much! https://archiveofourown.org/works/48309358

The bite prompt will be late. But what can I say. I’m not used to the time change. Ahh!!

anyway! I hope everyone has a fun week!

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raccoonfallsharder · 1 month

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ever imagine rocket raccoon wearing his dad-glasses in a perfect slice-of-life au smut fic? by which i mean wouldn’t it be nice if someone could just fuck rocket’s brains out till his glasses fall off and he doesn’t even have to worry about blowing up living planets or killing mad titans?

enter petra quill once again

(this is my advertisement for @hibatasblog’s amazing fic, Professor R Raccoon or How Rocket Got His Groove Back. hot, highly-communicative smut complete with both consent & shredded silk stockings, and rocket just feeling good)

be 18+ and all that friends

and please leave comments & kudos because this writer more than deserves them ♡

#rocket raccoon fanfiction #roquill #rocket raccoon #guardians of the galaxy #gotg fanfiction #rocket x petra quill #rocket x oc #rocket x peter #guardians of the galaxy smut #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction #guardians of the galaxy fanfic #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon smut #rocket raccoon lemons #rocket gotg #gotg rocket #rocket smut #rfh recs

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bbasmos · 2 months

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hay amor (en tu cuerpo) - roquill fic (español)

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Fandoms: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1, 2, 3.

Pareja principal: Rocket Raccoon/Peter Quill (Star-Lord).

Rating: Adulto, por violencia y sexo explícito.

Categorías: Realidad Alterna de Vol. 3, Acción/Aventura, Primera Vez, Problemas de Comunicación porque Peter y Rocket son Idiotas, Readaptación del Canon/Canon Rewrite, Escenas Perdidas/Missing Scenes, Romance, Humor, Drama, Relación Establecida, SMUT/Contenido Sexual Explícito, Mpreg, Saltos en el Tiempo, Rocket POV, Peter Quill/Star-Lord POV, Exploración de Fisiología Alienígena, Uso de OC’s, Exploración psicológica de personajes.

Estatus: WIP - En progreso.

Arte: @shelbyinubakilee

Cover: @bbasmos

Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3 / Ch 4 / Ch 5 / Ch 6 / Ch 7 / Ch 8 / Ch 9 / Ch 10 / Ch 11

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love-for-faeries-go-burrrr · 9 months

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Mistletoe

Warning: Fluff, Kiss, OC X Rocket, sometime between GOTG & Infinity War.

Peter adored the mistletoe he hanged in a common hall of the Milano, he just loved the idea of getting to give Gamora a cheeky kiss with putting all the blame on tradition.

But Peter also had a devilish idea in mind for his furry best friend. Although it was hilarious for the idea of Drax acting like he would kiss Rocket, and Rocket threatening to shoot Drax in the face, he imagined his half-sister Rose placing a kiss on his flustered best friend Rocket.

It had been sometime since the Ego ordeal, Ego confirming to Peter and Rose that he fathered them. Rose’s mother had committed adultery and this crushed Rose because she grew up adoring the man who raised her, always being told he was her father. Her mother never even hinting that Rose was a child of adultery. Rose was having a rough time handling this information even some time after the event took place. Although Peter in his own was hurting too, Peter hoped that the upcoming holiday spirit would increase joy.

“So…this is a Terran tradition?” Rose asked, puzzled as she stared at the mistletoe above her. Peter standing next to her with a huge smile plastered on his face, “Yep! You kiss anyone who’s under it with you, you have to it’s tradition.” Peter said proudly.

Rose blinked twice at the mistletoe above her, then looked to her half brother and best friend. “Please tell me this tradition does have exceptions for siblings.” She said with a slightly worried face. Peter’s grin vanished as he took two steps forward so he wasn’t under Rose with it anymore. “Ew! Yeah, no kissing siblings!” Peter said adamantly.

“Thank goodness,” breathed out the Princess, worried she would have to kiss her sibling in order to honor his traditions. But again proceeding her attention to the mistletoe again, as Gamora walked by. Peter’s eyes widened, “No No No-”

Gamora’s eyes widened in disbelief when she felt a kiss planted on her cheek, realistically Gamora would’ve pummeled anyone to the ground who did that to her, but her shock was a little too much. She looked at Rose, who was just simply pointing upwards at the mistletoe.

Gamora let out a light chuckle and walked towards Peter, pulling him by his shoulder and whispering in his ear, “You’re really trying to be Rocket’s wing man with this?” Gamora gave Peter a are you sure about this look.

“Okay so like- Don’t do that again, Gamora is off limits.” Peter started as he tried using hand signals to convey that like certain people were off limits, “I am very confused by your traditions,” Rose said sweetly albeit wondering how her life got to this. Simultaneously, Peter facepalmed himself.

~Time Skip~

“Yo Peter what the hell? Gamora said Rose kissed her because of you?” Rocket said walking down the hallway, unaware of the mistletoe he was standing under. Peter rolled his eyes, maintaining his distance between Rocket and the sacred tradition, “Okay to my credit, it was on the cheek.” Peter said plainly. Peter’s eyes landed on a figure behind Rocket, but Rocket too confused by what the hell Peter was playing at, he stopped his complaining and tensed when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He knew that hand, Rose? Rocket looked to his left where a now crouching Rose was, using her left hand to hold Rocket’s chin, planted a delicate kiss on Rocket’s face. It was right between the cheek and lips meet, definitely more tender than the one she gave Gamora. Rocket’s whole body froze.

You would think Rocket was a deer in the headlights, shocked by the sudden kiss and closeness of Rose. Rose smiled sweetly before patting Rocket’s head and continuing on pass Peter, as she said something about following tradition for the sake of her brother.

“What. The. Fuck.” Rocket said, his eyes practically shooting lasers to Peter, who was fawning over what just happened. “They grow up so fast!” Peter said wiping fake tears from his face. Rocket started growling at his friend, but once Peter said “Wow my sister and best bud, can’t wait for you to be an in-law”, all bets were off.

Rose sat next Mantis in the common area, hearing Rocket chase around Peter, threatening to tear him limb from limb as the sound of objects falling and breaking echoed the Milano.

“What are they fighting about?” Mantis asked sweetly. “Oh…I think Rocket doesn’t like Terran Traditions? I just followed through with what Peter taught me about his traditions.” Rose answered, chuckling as she heard Rocket say something about shoving his foot where the sun doesn’t shine if Peter doesn’t explain what an in-law is, as Peter yelled for Drax to save him.

Mantis giggled, having already been confided by Peter about his plan. “Actually I think he’s really starting to like Terran Traditions” Mantis said, her voice dripping with the emphasis of the last two words. Mantis, placing a hand on Rose’s shoulder as a huge smile crept to her face. “And I think you are too!” Mantis exclaimed to a rather confused Rose.

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