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raccoonfallsharder · 2 months

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if you liked Giftwrap...

crystallized ginger.[anticipated 3/27] ❤︎

featuring semi-shy ultrafeminine angel-reader from giftwrap (kinktober 2023).

nebula attempts to talk some sense into the captain.

He’d tried to shake you — first on the roof and now, a few missions later, in his mind. It doesn’t help that you’d been so frickin’ smart. Pretty and sweet and now this, too. Once he’d gotten you up on your feet and out to the edge of the roof, you’d started mapping your dreams out on the city. You’d glowed, even when the daylight had been dimmed to nothing: sketching a world of greenery out for him so clearly he could see it. Aqueducts and pumps, little manufactured waterfalls. Fruit hanging heavy from every branch. Root vegetables, and leafy things. You’d had a way of talking about your visions so earnestly that they’d become contagious, he thinks. He’d been able to feel your hopefulness paint itself under his fur, and become his own. Hell, he still frickin’ feels it. He sighs and leans on the lower railing of the Bowie’s bridge, pinching the bridge of his nose. He’s trying to act like a good person these days. A leader. A captain. It’s hard frickin’ work and it doesn’t come natural to him. Nebula keeps telling him he’s overthinking, and he almost believes her — but then he comes across a pretty thing like you, and all the old degeneracy comes surging to the surface. He hasn’t been thinking like a captain at all on this mission. Instead, he’s spent too much frickin’ time remembering how impractical that little dress had been. It hadn’t even had a back: the side panels held together between your shoulderblades with a flimsy bow. He’d been able to see the naked line of your spine above and below it. It had looked old, the stitches on the edge of the ruffle fraying just a little. Ayesha on her throne had at least worn an armored gown. The sex workers he visits on Contraxia usually have high boots, hidden weapons, and discreetly-protective leathers. But that thing you’d been wearing had looked like it had been made to fall apart. He’d only have to tug on it, he’s sure.

wind·fall /ˈwin(d)ˌfôl/ noun.an apple or other fruit blown down from a tree or bush by the wind; an unexpected piece of good fortune.

semi-shy ultrafeminine touch-deprived reader tries to avoid meeting knowhere’s intimidating captain. is profoundly unsuccessful.

for previous chapters, notes, moodboard & concept art:

⋆˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⋆ masterlist

some explicit statements or references ✩ explicit scenes or fantasy sequences ❤︎‬ long, detailed, and graphic explicit content ❤︎‬❤︎‬ deliberately smut-free, mostly or entirely platonic ✮

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raccoonfallsharder · 3 months

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if you liked Giftwrap...

⋆˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⋆ preview [est 2/14] (a meetgroot*)

this has been a labor of love since like. august or september. featuring semi-shy ultrafeminine angel-reader from giftwrap (kinktober 2023).

wind·fall /ˈwin(d)ˌfôl/ noun. an apple or other fruit blown down from a tree or bush by the wind; an unexpected piece of good fortune.

semi-shy ultrafeminine touch-deprived reader tries to avoid meeting knowhere’s intimidating captain. is profoundly unsuccessful. see end for more notes.

part one anticipated 2/14

“Do you and Groot live here? In this building?” He nods, and takes another drink. “I’m on the ground floor,” he says, then winces. “Uh, Groot spends most of his time up here when he’s home. S’why it’s weird he ain’t made it back yet, actually.” He leans against the wall. “Where’s your room, angel?” Something about the timbre of his voice makes you shiver. “The floor just below this one,” you tell him. “I saw the door to the roof open this morning, and - ” You shrug helplessly. “You snooped,” he says, but he sounds amused, in a snickering, snarky sort of way. “I was curious,” you admit with a little smile, and it’s more of an embarrassed agreement than a defense. He just looks even more pleased, teeth flashing at the corner of his mouth. “Bet you were.” He leans back, and you can feel his eyes on you, plucking delicately at your hair, the strap of your dusty sundress, your skin. “Think I got you pinned now, sweetheart.” You laugh softly, a little delighted despite your self-consciousness. “Pinned?” He takes another long swallow of his wine and wipes his mouth with his forearm, eyes half-lidded. “Yup. Figured you out.” “What did you figure out about me?” you ask, wide-eyed and fascinated. He’s watching you like your cat used to watch birds on the other side of the window — right down to the flick in the end of his tail, draped over the edge of the wall. “You’re curious enough to get yourself into trouble,” he tells you with mock solemnity, “and prob’ly too soft and sweet for your own good once you’re in it.” His voice rolls lower: velvet and smoke and gravel. “And you’re so, so needy, angel.” A sly little smirk taunts the corner of his mouth. “But too shy to do anything about it.” Your fascination has fled in favor of pure heat, pooling in your abdomen like molten sunlight, licking up between your thighs, curling over your chest and throat. You feel your panties dampen and you truly cannot remember the last time that happened. “Have I got you about right?”

(sidenote: look the sundress is basically its whole own character in this.) please note the model is in the sketch below is like. just there for the dress. i don't think there are any descriptions of size, skin color, or hair texture in this fic.

mcu-based, post-volume-three, explicit sexual tension rising through parts one & two, smut in part three (a very ♡‧₊˚✩ Blackmail Material format with slightly more plot/slightly less smut??). possible secondhand embarrassment. happy endings only don’t worry.

based on a prompt by @creativepromptsforwriting: The apartment she moved to has a beautiful, well-tended garden. After a while she finds out that her neighbor is the one tending to the plants and she decides to help him out one day.

#windfall #a meetgroot #rfh fanfic #fanfiction preview #rfh smut #rocket raccoon fanfiction #rocket raccoon #guardians of the galaxy #gotg fanfiction #rocket raccoon x you #reader insert #x reader #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket raccoon x oc #rocket raccoon romance #gotg rocket #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction

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raccoonfallsharder · 8 months

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chapter 1/6: florescence [added 9/24 ♡]

hey hey it's my birthday and i wanted to give you a little prezzie

so i have been working on a new fic that in my head i've just been calling my loveletter to the rocket fanfiction community ♡ because you're all fuckin golden little maple seeds spinning around an autumn sky and i adore you. and it may not be everyone's thing (which is fine) but please know i am writing it with all the adoration and good will in my silly little heart

florescence ❀

(a meetgroot* episode) Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed [mcu-based, slight au, medium-burn, eventual smut circa chapter four. tentative allies to friends to lovers. the middle is angsty but there are only happy endings here. no use of y/n.] Summary: “The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.” Rocket & Groot leave their friends behind on Knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the Shi’ar Galaxy. It was the flowers that drew you in.

a little excerpt from Year Zero ⋆˚✿˖°

He cackles. “Get a real job." It kind of rolls off you, to be honest. Which you suppose might be the case for any kid who felt weird for their hobbies and then grew up to make bank off them. Admittedly, bank on Cindelia mostly refers to social capital and good will, but it’s still valuable. You don’t take advantage of it, but you know anyone in the surrounding region would probably bend over backwards to do you a favor or make sure you were safe and comfortable. “A real job? Like, say, smuggling?” You keep your voice playful, but he scowls. “Hey, we’re a couple a’ honest criminal lowlifes,” he tells you, and it might be funny and charming if there weren’t something dangerous in his voice. It’s a measured, low growl: a warning. “We don’t try to trick anyone into thinkin’ we’re somethin’ we ain’t.” You know it’s fucked up that his words and his tone combine to make your toes curl in your boots, but it’s not like you can control your physiological responses, for shit’s sake. You flush - which hopefully he reads as embarrassment or even indignation - and tell yourself firmly: You have got to get laid.

*meetgroot is a collection of unrelated drabbles, oneshots, and ficlets im working on where reader/oc meets rocket through groot. because i am cheesy as hell. this will be the first fic in the collection but i'm already working on a doubleshot meetgroot called windfall.

#florescence #meetgroot #rfh fanfic #my love letter to rocket fankids #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket raccoon fanfiction #medium-burn #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon x you #gotg fanfiction #rocket racoon x reader #reader insert #gotg rocket #rocket and groot #rocket gotg #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon x oc #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction

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raccoonfallsharder · 13 days

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florescence❀ (a meetgroot*)

Chapter 4/6 Year Three: Flowering ✩ [NEW 4/27] florescence❀ masterlist | main masterlist

18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | 4/6 chapters | word count: pending.

rocket brings you a present.

“How was space, stranger?” you ask, and you shuffle Spiders Georg into one arm so you can extend the other — palm out. An invitation. Claws exhales, and whatever foreign anxiety had bristled his fur leaves with his breath. His shoulders ease and he hesitates, then flicks his fingers quickly over your palm: not taking your hand, but skimming it. His touch just brushes over the faint creases in your palm like he’s kissing it with his fingertips, like it’s a map made of rivers and roads. Then he pulls his hand away. He doesn’t answer your question. Not exactly. “Brought you some stuff,” he says instead, gesturing roughly with his chin over his shoulder. “You wanna take a look?” You smile, but Spiders Georg sees you tilt your head in confusion. “Presents?” you say lightly. “For me?” Claws snorts, and gestures you up the ramp.

read Year Three: Flowering on ao3 florescence❀ masterlist | main masterlist

uhhhh this chapter is told from the perspective of an orloni (i'm so sorry). it may be an unsalvageable mess but one time a reader told me they loved Spiders Georg and i blame them (you know who you are & this is for you). spoilers/warnings for a family fight and the start of a lil make-out session. next chapter will contain smut. fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬

“The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.”

rocket & groot leave their friends behind on knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the shi’ar galaxy.

it was the flowers that drew you in.

mcu-based, slight au, medium-burn, eventual smut circa Year Four? tentative allies to friends to lovers. the middle is angsty but there are only happy endings here. florescence❀ masterlist | main masterlist

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raccoonfallsharder · 19 days

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year three: flowering ⋆˚✿˖°

18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | 3/6 years | word count: pending.

“I gotta go back up.”

You close your own eyes, then rise. Spiders Georg watches you cautiously, but you’re not making any quick movements — you just open the door, only a few orloni-lengths away, and then ease yourself carefully over to the hearth.

“How long?” the orloni hears you ask.

Claws hesitates. “Few cycles, at least. Wanna pick some stuff up. See if I can find out anymore about what happened.”

Spiders Georg can hear it in your voice: the pained smile, soft and lingering. He shifts to the side of the plate, so he can see both you and the open door.

“Big Bad Rocket, scared off by a kiss from a couple kids.”

Claws snorts. “Not scared off.”

“No?” You shoot him a teasing glance. “So you’ll come home quickly?”

Courtship behaviors, Spiders Georg thinks again.

Claws’ eyes flick away from yours before you can hold his stare. “Got something I wanna do before I go,” he says instead.

“You’re the king of evasions tonight.”

The shorter mammal shrugs. “Gotta set up the rig I been working on.”

You tilt your head, intrigued. “The big table-thing?”

He offers a brisk nod. “Tomorrow. We’ll need your help.”

“Okay,” you agree easily, sipping a mouthful of cider. “Where and when?”

“Just outside. Early,” he tells you. His voice is wry, and there’s something in it that Spiders Georg doesn’t recognize. It’s almost playful, but not quite. “You can get your ass outta the house first thing instead of just watchin’ me work all morning.”

Spiders Georg cocks his head when you choke on your cider and have to force yourself not to spit it back into your cup, sputtering dangerously.

“You used to watch me work!” you protest. Your cheeks are suddenly scalding-hot, glowing in the reflected light of the flames. “You’d sit there and spectate while I tried to fight the fucking water tank—“

Claws’ eyes — flat copper stones in the darkness and firelight — suddenly become slits of burning lava-red as his eyelids drop to halfmast. “That was a little different, princess.”

florescence❀ chapter four year three preview ✩ anticipated posting date: april 27

did i write this whole chapter from an orloni's perspective? yes i did. is it going to be another four months before the next chapter? possibly also yes

“The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.”

rocket & groot leave their friends behind on knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the shi’ar galaxy.

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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months

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florescence❀ (a meetgroot*)

masterlist

18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | 3/6 chapters | word count: pending. “The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.”

rocket & groot leave their friends behind on knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the shi’ar galaxy.

it was the flowers that drew you in.

mcu-based, slight au, medium-burn, eventual smut circa Year Four? tentative allies to friends to lovers. the middle is angsty but there are only happy endings here. more notes below the cut.

main masterlist fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬

Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed ⋆˚✿˖° [9/24] you meet groot and his cranky friend. ✮✩ Chapter 2/6 Year One: Sprout ⋆˚✿˖° [11/1] fruit cobbler & other sweet things. ✮✩ Chapter 3/6 Year Two: Growth ⋆˚✿˖° [12/12] rocket begins to put down roots. ✮✩ Chapter 4/6 Year Three: Flowering ⋆˚✿˖° [4/27] rocket brings you a present. ✮✩ Chapter 5/6 Year Four: Formation ⋆˚✿˖° [6/27] a series of captains. ✮❤︎‬❤︎ Chapter 6/6 Year Five: Dispersal⋆˚✿˖° [8/27] second chances. ✮❤︎‬❤︎

this fic is my loveletter to the rocket fankid community ♡ because you're all fuckin golden little maple seeds spinning around a blue autumn sky and i adore you and if i could scrunch you up and steal you away and never let anything hurt you, i would. ♡ and it may not be everyone's thing (which is fine) but please know i am writing it with all the adoration and good will in my silly little heart

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raccoonfallsharder · 8 months

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me drafting smut: wow let me write down every hot kinky thing i can possibly imagine

me revising smut two weeks later: well time to dial this shit back into something that makes sense

me on final edits: what is sexy. i do not know.

estimated upcoming posting dates:

Wednesday 9/13: Window Across the Galaxy [Chapter XII]

Monday 9/18: Reconnaissance for Beginners: An Instruction Manual [part three of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel // Sweatshirt Girl] - previous title: Date Night. smut for your monday

Sunday 9/24: meetgroot. [year zero]

Tuesday 10/3: Window Across the Galaxy [Chapter XIII]

Monday 10/9: Blackmail Material. [Part 3: Firearms Over Flowers] smut for your monday

Wednesday 10/18: Window Across the Galaxy [Chapter XIV]

#these are aspirational dates #but maybe if i submit them to the fandom gods #they will bless me #rfh fanfic #coming to an ao3 near you #domestic scenes in space travel #adventures of space pilot & sweatshirt girl #blackmail material #window across the galaxy #meetgroot

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raccoonfallsharder · 3 months

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⋆˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 windfall 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⋆ (a meetgroot*) Part One. Sugared Violets. 2/14

wind·fall /ˈwin(d)ˌfôl/ noun. an apple or other fruit blown down from a tree or bush by the wind; an unexpected piece of good fortune.

semi-shy touch-deprived reader tries to avoid meeting knowhere’s intimidating captain. is profoundly unsuccessful.

Part One. Sugared Violets.✩

groot attempts to parent-trap his dad.

When you first stumble across the garden, you’re not sure what your eyes are seeing. You’ve been on Knowhere for almost three rotations now, since the Guardians they call Kraglin and Adam had liberated the planet-sized corporate service center where you and a couple thousand other so-called “employees”had been living and working around the clock. “We can arrange to have you transported to yer home planet,” the one called Kraglin had told you all, glancing around with increasing nervousness at the flood of quiet, dead-eyed office workers. “Or ya can hitch a ride with us to Knowhere.” Most went home. As for you — well, you hadn’t fully decided yet, to be honest. But Knowhere seems like as good a layover as any while you make up your mind. And now that you’ve been here for a couple days, you’ve decided that the city-in-a-skull is lovely. It’s vibrant, and cluttered, and there’s almost always music playing in the speakers over the streets. Everyone who lives here seems grateful to be part of it all, even if life isn’t treating them well otherwise. Maybe especially then. You haven’t found your niche yet — how you can contribute, how you can feel useful and become part of this place, sink yourself into the bony soil of it and put out little roots — but it already feels a little like home.

⭑˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 read more on ao3 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⭑

⭑˚.⚘𖡼𖥧𖤣 masterlist with notes, moodboard, & concept art.

Part One. Sugared Violets. 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⭑ groot attempts to parent-trap his dad. ✩ Part Two. Crystallized Ginger. 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⭑ nebula talks some sense into the captain. ❤︎‬ Part Three. Candied Apples. 𖤣𖥧𖡼⚘.˚⭑ everything bears fruit. ❤︎‬❤︎‬

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raccoonfallsharder · 9 months

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fanfiction masterlist i guess ♡

*this masterlist is OLD! find the new masterlist here

here's what you need to know about what is behind this cut: lots of smut, always with feelings and fluff, praise kinks, dirty talk, maybe some light d/s, enthusiastic consent. a few clean headcanons/minifics & fan art of your amazing OCs

(it's all rocket raccoon, all the time) also, please let me love your OCs (doodle requests temporarily paused)

If you would like to be added to the fanfiction update taglist (or removed), please let me know via comment, message, or ask! ♡

recently updated

headcanon 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax [NEW posted 9/17] headcanon 9 - dad glasses [NEW posted 9/21]

Reconnaissance for Beginners: An Instruction Manual (Fourteenth Visit) [ONESHOT. added 9/18] Part Three of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel

Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed [NEW posted 9/24] florescence ❀ (a meetgroot)

Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared. [WIP 9/27] Chapter XV. Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly. [WIP 10/5] Window Across the Galaxy

I can't keep up with updating my kinktober prompts on a daily basis (I'm honestly amazed I've managed to keep up with the writing as well as I have and I've only been doing this for a few days) So for now, please find them with the tag #rfh kinktober and when the month is over I'll make a masterlist. [NEW all month] based on @flightlessangelwings’ Kinktober 2023 Prompt List

[complete works behind the cut ♡]

spoilers: I have a preferred trope/formula that I lean into quite hard (girl falls first; raccoon falls harder) and while I do really love tragic fanfic, I firmly believe rocket's suffered enough of that so it's only happy endings here (even if it takes a minute to get there). Well, more or less, anyway.

Domestic Scenes in Space Travel

reader x rocket fluff, medium-burn?? (at least for Part One), smut. comics-based but you don't need any comics background knowledge to read this - you just need to enjoy fluff + smut + rocket (and be 18 i guess). multiple parts. see notes for summary + warnings.

The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl Part One of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [COMPLETE 5/5 chapters] Summary: In Rocket Raccoon: Grounded (2016) / Issue #3, Rocket asks a stranger on the ferry to "make sure nobody does anything weird" to him while he naps, and the stranger just, like, abandons him while he's sleeping?? get in loser we're gonna fix it Chapter One (The First Visit) Chapter Two (The Second Visit) Chapter Three (The Third Visit) Chapter Four (The Fourth Visit) Chapter Five (The Fifth Visit) complete post - The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl

Outer Space Safety & Spaceship Maintenance Training (Ninth Visit) Part Two of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [Oneshot. COMPLETE 8/21] Sequel to The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl [domestic fluff, dirty talk, oral sex - mind the ao3 tags.] Summary: Study Night. or - why study when you can seduce your hot local Space Pilot into oral? When you were a kid, you imagined yourself growing up, working a cool job, living in a cute house, getting a big dog, marrying, and having kids of your own. You've currently got none of those things, but you are getting regularly railed by a raccoon-shaped cosmic adventurer, and he's currently showing you around his spaceship. Which is kinda better than anything you could have dreamed up for yourself. [comics-inspired, though i'm fucking around with timelines/continuity and you really don't need any comics-context to ride this ride] complete post - Outer Space Safety & Spaceship Maintenance Training

Reconnaissance for Beginners: An Instruction Manual (Fourteenth Visit) Part Three of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [Oneshot. COMPLETE 9/18] [domestic fluff, dirty talk, orgasm delay, bf/gf silliness. - mind the ao3 tags.] Summary: Date Night. in a gesture of true romance, rocket takes you to a dive bar. of all the stories he's shared with you, his favorites are the ones where he gets saved by the space princess. not that he'd tell you that. ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙✧⋆｡°✩☼⋆｡°✩☽︎ loosely based on Rocket (2017): The Blue River Score. domestic bf/gf silliness & fluff. extensive smut. comics-knowledge isn't needed but HIGHLY recommend starting at the beginning of this collection for context (The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl).

florescence ❀ (a meetgroot)

[WIP: Year 0/5] [mcu-based, slight au, medium-burn, eventual smut circa chapter four. tentative allies to friends to lovers. the middle is angsty but there are only happy endings here. no use of y/n.] Summary: “The only chance we got is to get to the other side of the universe as fast as we can and maybe, just maybe, we'll be able to live full lives before that whack-job ever gets there.” Rocket & Groot leave their friends behind on Knowhere, despite the latter’s protests, and end up hiding out on a nothing-planet (with a non-extradition policy) at the edge of the Shi’ar Galaxy. It was the flowers that drew you in.

Chapter 1/6 Year Zero: Seed [NEW posted 9/24]

Blackmail Material

[WIP: Chapter 2/4] reader x rocket pwp with feelings; smut & fluff & love confessions. MCU-based, post-Endgame, friends-to-lovers. Summary: a classic tale of "this fuckin raccoon found your sex-toy." as per usual: girl falls first; raccoon falls harder. see notes for summary + warnings.

Chapter One: Blackmail Material Chapter Two: Self-Sufficience [NEW posted 8/29] Chapter Three: Firearms over Flowers ???

Window Across the Galaxy

[WIP: Chapter 15/25+] [NEW chapter posted 10/5] rocket x oc angst/hurt/comfort; slow burn + eventual smut with feelings. MCU-based. slight AU starting pre-GOTG volume 1. enemies to friends to lovers but only one of these idiots thinks they're enemies. see notes for summary + warnings. could become 1 part of a 2-part series, if I have the energy/inspiration. Summary: Rocket is captured by a Ravager crew hoping to get rich off the excessively large bounty on his head. Throwing a wrench in everyone’s plans is the Terran girl they hired to do some freelance assessing on a recent haul of goods they’ve seized from a Xandaran luxury liner. Oops.

Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship. Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron. Chapter III. A Kindness.in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food. Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave. Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course. Chapter VII. I'm Here.in which we visit Knowhere. Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets.in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.” Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking. Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice. in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way. Chapter XI. Let It Be. in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost. Chapter XII. So Much It Hurts. in which we try not to fuck up the vibes. Chapter XIII. Don’t Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm. Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared. Chapter XV. Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly. [WIP 10/5]

Autopilot Systems Check [Oneshot. COMPLETE 9/3/2023] Est Word Count: 1409 reader x rocket soft fluff & domestica. MCU-based, post-Endgame i guess. Summary: reader wakes up in the middle of the night and rocket is nowhere to be found. drabble based on this post/inadvertent prompt.[complete post - Autopilot Systems Check]

Kinktober 2023

based on day 8 of @flightlessangelwings’ Kinktober 2023 Prompt List Kinktober Day 8: Turbulence. rocket needs you to hold. flarkin. still. [NEW 10/8]

Other Duties As Assigned

[WIP: ???] rocket x oc email romance/LDR (lol); slow burn + probable smut with feelings. Begins five months after The Snap. I don't have an intended outcome for this fic yet (just kind of rambling around) so this has the most uncertain publishing date. Summary: Natasha Romanoff is an administrative nightmare - a fact that does not go unnoticed by the (interim) captain of the Milano. First she demands that the remaining two Guardians of the Galaxy be reachable via a primitive Terran messaging system, and then she can't be bothered to read the frickin' emails. Thank fuck she's hired a new assistant.

Headcannons & Drabbles headcanon 1 - rocket & sex work headcanon 2 - rocket & occassional post-sex feelings headcanon 3 - quill & innocence/optimism headcanon 4 (minific/drabble) - rocket & nebula (2014) in endgame/post time-heist headcanon 5 (minific/drabble) - rocket & quill were scooped at the same time headcanon 6 - cinnamon roll peter quill continued headcanon 7 - rocket & nova corps headcanon 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax [NEW posted 9/17] headcanon 9 - dad glasses [NEW posted 9/21]

Fan Art of Your Amazing OCs (and maybe sometimes mine)

Rose (@love-for-faeries-go-burrrr ) & Moon (@glow-autumz) Thank you for letting me draw these two lovelies. You know I headcanon them as interdimensional besties ♡

Brita (@pretty-chips) is such a pure, delightfully fun character with record-store-clerk vibes. Thank you for letting me draw her. She is a glowing sunbeam-soul. ♡ another Brita wearing a terran t-shirt gifted to her by my oc, Jolie Spinner

Moon (@glow-autumz) Thank you again for letting me illustrate some of Moon's rad powers. i am OBSESSED. I appreciate so much you bringing her to life!

Chérie (Cherry) (@aliasrocket) I have a crush. 10/10 would attempt to flirt with (badly). Thank you so much for creating her and letting me doodle her!

Jolie (Window Across the Galaxy) - my gremlin child. just some scritchy-scratchy character concepts. feel free not to look if you want to imagine Jo in your own way. ♡ the "real" Jolie doodle - refined, finished, && in color

Fleuret (I think?) (@elegant-fleuret) is my personal caffeine deity. i now pray to her for the ability to scrap myself out of bed and deliverance from coffee crashes. she is also the dj of knowhere which is possibly the coolest fucking job in the universe and i would like to be her friend.

Star (@cleo-is-babygirl) is a pure fluffy little sundrop and a brilliant self-taught medic/surgeon. she is also the first tanuki/anthropomorphic animal i have drawn other than rocket so i was very nervous but i did my best. thank you for letting me try something new and expand my experience, friend!

Juno (@lazarel-3000) is one of my favorite OCs ever. she is everything. i want to be her && i want to date her (unfortunately she only has eyes for rocket).

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