#gamora fic

[homoeroticfisticuffs]

aaaaaaand it's posted !!!!!! not linking here directly because it's nsfw, but you know where to find it!!! enjoy :)

i have SOOOO so many fic wips on my google docs now that i'm actually looking through them.... good heavens i need to finish all these. maybe i will work on that sometime soon

anyways i'm hoping to post starmora tonight! finished it a couple months ago and forgot to put it up. so expect that sometime soon

[tadhannahj]

I was thinking about an AU where Wade had a thing with the original Logan just to make the events in Deadpool and Wolverine a lot more painful for Wade, but I realized that it's just Peter and Gamora—

[the-writer1988]

New Fic projects...

So, my creative writing mood has been distracted from Tangled lately and I figured I may as well reveal the two fics that I'm working on. Whether I actually post them or not remains to be seen but I am quite excited about them.

Before Tangled, I was very active in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Then they killed Tony Stark and my interest dwindled. Then a week ago I watched an episode of Marvel's What If animation series... I watched the Iron Man centered episode from Season 2... and my brain just went mad for it.

It was pure Tony Stark.

And now my brain wants me to write fics.

So, I am!

None of these fics have titles yet.

First one is a one shot. I want to bridge the gap between this scene in Marvels What If Iron Man Crashed into the Grandmaster?

And this scene:

So, that is probably coming next, is that one-shot.

But that second screencap inspired a long fic... In the What If episode, it is revealed Thanos sends Gamora to kill Tony after he stopped Thanos' army in the first Avengers film. That got me thinking... what if that happened in canon?

Set before Avengers Age Of Ultron, whilst the Avengers are hunting down Hydra bases, Thanos sends Gamora and Nebula to bring Tony Stark to him. Of course, the Avengers follow and it is a space adventure, trapped on a dangerous planet, adventure and angst forcing the Avengers and their enemies to work together to survive!

I'm really excited about this fics but the long fic won't be posted until I've written quite a few chapters... I do have other non-Marvel fics to write as well!

[bougiebutchbinch]

never break the chain

Oh no, there's more.

Chapter 2: that is something I can do (and I'll paint it red)

The Guardians eat lunch with their newest member. It goes as well as you'd expect.

Rating: T Characters: Yondu Udonta (kid version), Peter Quill, Gamora, Mantis, Drax Relationships: Gen family relationships with a li'l Starmora on the side Warnings: child abuse, slavery, cannibalism, the uzshe

[tinkertoysdamn]

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gamora/Peter Quill, Peter Quill/Thor, Gamora/Peter Quill/Thor Characters: Peter Quill, Thor (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Loki (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Alternate Universe - Stardust - Neil Gaiman Fusion, Chases, Bisexual Peter Quill, Top Thor (Marvel), Protective Gamora (Marvel), Bad Flirting, Celestial Peter Quill, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Mild Sexual Content Summary:

In cultures all across the universe, there have been superstitions about falling stars. Though most of them are mere meteors and thus have no magic, there are a precious few that hold real power. To possess such a thing could change the tide of fortune and overturn dynasties. The hope of a single wish could be enough to drive men mad.

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Tasked by their fathers to find a fallen star, Thor Odinson and Gamora race against time and each other to obtain it. Unfortunately for them, the star is not exactly cooperative.

[thena0315]

What if Adam Warlock came earlier and was already in procession of the Soul Stone, given by High Evolutionary like in the comics?

This would have also avoided Gamora and Natasha's Deaths

[incorrect-starbula]

Stakar: So are you two ladies "official" yet?

Mantis: No...

Gamora: What are you talking about? Yes, we are.

Mantis: ???

Gamora: You literally asked me to be your girlfriend, like, last month!

Mantis: But you didn’t say ‘yes’.

Gamora: Because I kissed you!

Mantis: ...So was that a ‘maybe’?

Gamora: For fuck's sake, Bug.

Mantis: You never answered the question!

[squireofgeekdom]

Chapters: 2/4 Fandom: What If...? (Cartoon 2021), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Rhodey" Rhodes/Tony Stark, Gamora & Tony Stark, Nebula & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts/James "Rhodey" Rhodes/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Uatu | The Watcher (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Pepper Potts Additional Tags: Episode: s02e04 What If... Iron Man Crashed Into the Grandmaster?, Post-Episode: s02e04 What If... Iron Man Crashed Into the Grandmaster?, POV Alternating, Uatu The Watcher Narration, POV Tony Stark, POV James "Rhodey" Rhodes, tags to be added as fic updates, Additional Content Notes By Chapter in Author's Notes, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:

Tony Stark is in the far reaches of space after leaving Sakaar. The idea that he could convince a Daughter of Thanos to help him attempt to kill the Mad Titan is improbable, that the two of them might succeed almost unthinkable - and to successfully return to Earth again, with all the dangers of space and the Black Order on their tail, more improbable still.

James 'Rhodey' Rhodes is facing an uphill battle to convince anyone to consider the slim chance that Tony Stark might still be alive after the wormhole closed behind him - and even clinging to the hope that he is alive, the odds against finding him are astronomical, the chances of being able to reach him, to return him to Earth alive, more improbable still.

The forces stacked against their reunion are steep; their reunion now perhaps more improbable even than their reunion in the desert in Afghanistan.

Perhaps it is too much to hope for. Perhaps it is only a fool's hope.

But they are, both of them, practiced in wielding foolish hope.

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We’re here with chapter 2! In which stories spread, Rhodey is the bots' other dad, Tony takes a calculated risk/leap into idiocy, and Pepper and Rhodey talk.

[gam4raa]

Hiiiiii It's me again I have an idea for a hurt/comfort prompt maybe 5 "I got you don't worry" with hurt Gamora, what do you think? Ofc if you have time! Don't rush and no pressure of course 💞

"I got you, don't worry"

The Guardians were attending to a complicated mission.

Everyone had to split up, Groot with Rocket and Mantis, Drax with Peter, and Gamora alone. She had told them that she could handle it, and even though Peter was hesitant he eventually agreed.

Gamora had to kill some guards to get through the gate and then enter the building to turn off the bomb. All that in 30 minutes.

She had faith in herself of course she could handle it, and everyone thought so. Peter would be on the other side distracting the rest of them.

Thirteen Minutes

“Alright guardians this may be dangerous so let's put on our mean f-” He was cut off by Drax. “You say that every time!” He protested.

“And it gets dangerous every time.” Peter added.

Gamora unbuckled her seat belt and stood up. “We don't have time for this. Rocket you have to go now, and pause the timing.” She said coldly before grabbing her com and sticking it on her top.

Rocket placed Groot on his shoulder. “I'll see you there.” He mumbled and left.

Peter went over to Gamora and squeezed her hand mouthing a "be careful" to her. She nodded her head and exited the ship.

Twenty Minutes

“I'm outside the gate.” Said Gamora into her com. She had to fight with the guards to get in. Rocket was trying to pause the timing before the bomb exploded. “How much time do I have?” She said.

“Nineteen minutes.” Said Rocket.

“Good- For God's sake that is disgusting!” Gamora protested. “What?” Asked Peter, clearly confused. “That specie is bleeding through the eyes. Nice guard.” She said in a disgusting tone.

Fifteen Minutes

“Gamora? Gamora come in!” Peter yelled into his communicator.

Peter scoffed. “Be quick. Please. Twelve minutes left.”

“You think I won't make it? You have no faith in me Starlord.” She teased.

Nine Minutes

“Where are you?!” Rocket yelled.

“I'm coming! I got into trouble, nothing too serious!” Gamora answered. Even though she wasn't panting it was clear that she was running.

Seven Minutes

“We might have a problem.” Mantis said terrified.

Peter turned on his com. “What do you mean?”

“I can't stop the timer Quill.” Rocket grunted.

“Shit,” Peter hissed. “Where's Gamora?”

Rocket immediately answered. “Hell if I knew! She should've been here by now!” Groot was clinging on Rockets fur.

Five Minutes

“Gamora you have to return back!” Drax yelled. “Huh? I'm almost there!” She said, confused. How much time did she have left?

Three minutes

“You won't make it in time get out of there!” Peter screamed. “You have less than three minutes, Mora please leave!”

Gamora continued running. “I can make it!”

One and a half Minute.

Gamora was starting to realize she didn't have time. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. One minute.

“I'm coming to get you stay right where you are!” Peter told her. “No! I'm running back stay put Peter!” She argued.

Thirty Seconds

“Gamora!”

She was close. So close to the exit. She ran as fast as she could, damn the mission, she thought. “I'm coming I'm so cl--,”

A loud bang was heard inside from the building. Time was off. The bomb had exploded. Gamora was inside. Gamora was inside.

“No, no, no, no, no Rocket track her down! Gamora can you hear me?” Peter yelled desperately.

“I'm trying! Her locator doesn't work!” He said.

Peter let out a frustrated grunt. “Damn it.” He whispered and ran off. He was going to find her. She was alive. She was. “Peter!” Mantis yelled.

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“Quill it's been fifteen minutes,” Said Drax.

“I don't give a shit, I'm going to find her!” That's when he heard a cough. A small, weak one. “Gamora!” He ran to her.

She was bleeding through her clothes. Her leg had been stabbed by a blade from a dead guard while she was trying to get out. Her head was bleeding too. She must've hit it when the bomb exploded.

Peter lifted her into his arms, his eyes full with unshed tears. She cried in pain when he lifted her but she tried to protest, thinking that he didn't have to carry her. She knew that she couldn't walk by herself but when she tried to push him away with the only strength she had left he whispered, “I got you, don't worry.” And pressed his forehead against hers.

She didn't try protesting a second time. She couldn't. She continued to cough and whine whenever Peter picked up pace.

“I'm ruining your jacket,” She managed to say.

“It was never my favorite anyway.” He smiled at her. He had to be strong for once. She was always strong for him and he had to do the same for her.

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A few hours later Gamora was taken back to the Nova Corps to treat her wounds. She was back at the ship in no time.

She was laying in bed, the one she shared with Peter while he was showering.

A few moments later he came out of the shower and smiled at the sight of her in his shirt. “How are you feeling?” He asked and rubbed her good arm. “Better.” she said softly. “Thank you for taking care of me, you didn't have to,” She didn't get to finish her sentence before Peters lips were pressed on hers in a soft kiss.

“Don't scared me like that again... I don't know what I'd do without you.” He whispered and wrapped his arms around her carefully.

“I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. I thought that I could get out.” Gamora said her voice full of regret.

Peter shook his head quickly. “Shh, hell no, don't ever be sorry.” He said soothing her while his hand was moving in circles on her back.

“I love you.” She said. The loudest thing she could manage to say since she got out of the hospital.

Peter let out a watery laugh and settled down next to her. “I love you too.”

They'd be alright.

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I'm so sorry for not writing this sooner! This is by far my bigger fic and probably my favorite one. Thank you for the suggestion, hope you like it! <3

[winterironrox]

Someone pls give me Tony adopts deaged Gamora and Nebula. I need it desperately

[simperoniandcheese]

fic series link!!!

feed, my children, it's going to be okay, they cant hurt you *patpat*

(my a03 series on starmora. TWs and ratings for each on the works.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4520692

[bougiebutchbinch]

Eh, what the hell. Have at it! This is for all of the three people left in this fandom. I love you guys. If I stay interested long enough, I'll try and scribble something for the 'babysitter Peter + kid Guardians' concept too!

Three weeks after Yondu's death, a very hungover Stakar Ogord shows up with a li'l blue kid in tow, mumbling something about time travel and accidental alternate universe creation and doing right by him this time. Somehow, this becomes Peter's problem.

Rating: T Characters: Peter Quill, Yondu Udonta (only... not because the OG is very dead and staying that way. Soz), Mantis, Drax, Gamora Warnings: hoo boy

[tinkertoysdamn]

Chapters: 16/16 Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gamora/Peter Quill, Peter Quill/Thor, Gamora/Peter Quill/Thor Characters: Peter Quill, Thor (Marvel), Gamora (Marvel), Loki (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Romance, Alternate Universe - Stardust - Neil Gaiman Fusion, Chases, Bisexual Peter Quill, Top Thor (Marvel), Protective Gamora (Marvel), Bad Flirting, Celestial Peter Quill, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Mild Sexual Content Summary:

In cultures all across the universe, there have been superstitions about falling stars. Though most of them are mere meteors and thus have no magic, there are a precious few that hold real power. To possess such a thing could change the tide of fortune and overturn dynasties. The hope of a single wish could be enough to drive men mad.

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Tasked by their fathers to find a fallen star, Thor Odinson and Gamora race against time and each other to obtain it. Unfortunately for them, the star is not exactly cooperative.

[can-of-pringles]

Playing with Fire - Chapter 8

Rating: Teen and up audience

Warnings: Nothing that's not in the movie

Word Count: 2k

Also Read on Ao3

Peter, Drax, and Groot tried multiple ways to open the door. Gamora finally broke the security system, allowing them access. It wasn’t long before they were noticed by guards.

She blasted a hole through the upper layer and jumped up. She shot at the soldiers. Drax slashed one in the back. Peter aimed the Hadron at Ronan’s back in the distance. He turned around as it powered up. Peter fired, hitting him in the chest. A bright light erupted, causing everyone to look away. Blue smoke rose. Peter turned off his helmet, checking to see if it worked.

“You did it!” Drax exclaimed.

Peter’s smile faded when he noticed Ronan stand back up, seemingly unscathed. Gamora and Peter shared a look of shock. Ronan aimed his hammer at him.

He turned it, and the gang was sent flying back. Drax was knocked into the stairs but recovered quickly. He yelled and charged at Ronan. Ronan grabbed him in a chokehold, picking him up. He struggled in his grasp, choking.

“I was mistaken. I do remember your family,” Ronan started. “Their screams were pitiful. I…”

He turned his head when he heard a ship flying toward the window. Rocket yelled and crashed through the window, knocking them all back. Meanwhile, Eliška looked as pale as a ghost, terrified and trying to brace for impact.

Peter ran and grabbed Groot, pulling him out of the way. The ship hit the wall and left everything in ruins around it. The Dark Aster slowly began to fall.

Groot stood back up, looking around at the damage. Peter climbed into Rocket and Eliška’s ship to make sure they were alright. Rocket sat unconscious while Eliška groaned in pain, blinking. A few cuts on her face dripped blood.

Peter unbuckled Rocket from the seat and pulled him out. Next, he reached his hand out to her arm, helping her stand. Peter tried to help Eliška climb out. Feeling unsteady, she ungracefully collapsed to the floor, wincing from the pain. Peter shot her an apologetic glance. She slowly stood back up, limping slightly. The Dark Aster began to shake.

Gamora dragged an unconscious Drax to safety. The gang crouched together. Peter held Rocket, still unconscious from the crash. Eliška gave Rocket a worried look. She almost reached her hand out to him before she remembered, pulling away. Debris started to fall around them. The ship began hurtling toward the ground.

Realization shone on Groot’s face. He focused on growing his roots, growing out to branches. They all watched as he formed the branches around them as a shield.

Rocket finally came to, still weak. Eliška noticed and sighed in relief. Gamora watched as the branches enclosed them. The barrier Groot created kept them as safe as he could manage as the ship crashed down.

Fires burned outside the barrier. Groot grew out more to hook to the ship. The gang watched as he grew more and more, emitting spores again. Groot protectively wrapped vines around Drax’s body.

Rocket’s throat burned. He attempted to hold back tears but failed. “No, Groot! You can’t.” He touched his chest, looking up at him. “You’ll die.” His voice broke. “Why are you doing this? Why?”

Groot reached out a small vine and gently touched Rocket’s cheek. A few tears ran down his face as he frowned.

Groot teared up as well. “We are Groot.”

Eliška didn't have to understand his language to know what he was doing. Her breath shuddered, and not just from the physical pain she was in.

The ship headed toward the city, crashing and taking out buildings and structures with it. Explosions went off, causing huge clouds of smoke and fire. Embers hung in the dark sky.

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They lay on the ground, processing what happened. Drax struggled to move his arm. A broken-off piece of the ship radio lay near, faintly playing music. Gamora groaned in pain as she tried to move. Peter’s face was littered with cuts. He tried to roll on his side. Eliška slowly rose to her knees, coughing from the air. She glanced to the side, seeing her gun had been broken into multiple pieces.

While they all slowly got up, Rocket was on his knees, holding a sprout from Groot’s remains. He sat hunched over, looking down at it. “I called him an idiot.” He murmured, regret and heartbreak in his voice.

Eliška hung back, wanting to comfort him but deciding to give him space. She sighed and closed her eyes, letting a few tears roll down her face.

The rest of them tried to recover from the crash. Some of the citizens of Xandar found them, all processing what happened. Gamora’s eyes widened in shock as Ronan appeared out of the smoke, Rocket unaware that he was behind him.

“Rocket��” Eliška wheezed. Her mouth felt dry.

He turned his head at the sound of footsteps. The citizens shook in fear. Rocket stood up and turned around. Fury filled him. “You killed Groot!” He screamed.

Rocket charged at him, ready to attack. Ronan used his hammer, causing him to get flung back. He hit the ground, slamming into the debris.

“Rocket!” Eliška cried. Her hands sparked flames, but they went out quickly.

“Behold! Your Guardians of the Galaxy.” Ronan gestured mockingly. “What fruit have they wrought?”

As he tried to get up, Rocket noticed a weapon in front of him. He quickly worked on repairing it the best he could.

As Ronan continued with his grand speech, Rocket, Drax, and Gamora shared a knowing look. Gamora looked at Peter.

“People of Xandar, the time has come to rejoice and renounce your paltry gods!” Ronan shouted.

The citizens cowered in fear.

“Your salvation is at hand.” He raised his hammer, ready to strike the ground. He chanted in Kree.

As he was speaking, Peter interrupted him by singing one of his favorite songs. He stood in front of him, starting to dance. Ronan slowly lowered his hammer, surprised.

Peter pointed at him. “Listen to these words.” He continued singing.

Ronan stood, genuinely baffled. Gamora tilted her head, watching in annoyance. Everyone remained speechless.

“Now bring it down hard!” Peter upped the dancing.

“What are you doing?” Ronan asked, confused.

“Dance-off, bro. Me and you.”

“Co to kurva je…??” Eliška muttered under her breath, squinting her eyes.

As he danced, Ronan still remained silent, taken aback. Peter reached his hand out to Gamora.

“Gamora.”

She quickly shook her head no, feeling second-hand embarrassment.

“Subtle. Take it back.”

“What are you doing?” Ronan’s confusion turned into annoyance.

“I’m distracting you.”

Ronan turned around to the sound of a gun being cocked. Drax stood holding the Hadron, aiming at him. Rocket connected the two wires, and the gun fired. It struck the hammer, causing it to crumble. The Stone sent out waves, slowing everything down. Peter reached for the Stone as it floated midair. Ronan tried to reach for it at the same time.

Gamora reached out as well. “No!”

Peter grabbed it, setting off an explosion. A tornado of purple energy raged around him. The power painfully surged through his body, causing him to scream and writhe on the ground. Blasts of energy flew out of the Stone. His body was beginning to break down.

The gang tried to hold on to surrounding debris as the wind pushed them back. Ronan watched, triumphant as Peter screamed in agony. The citizens watched in the distance as the huge purple clouds surrounded the Guardians. Explosions went off.

Gamora used all her strength to try to reach him. “Peter! Take my hand!” She yelled, forcibly holding out her hand.

Pieces of his face started to peel. He slowly turned to look at her. His eyes had been turned pure black. Instead of seeing Gamora, he had a vision of his past. His mother, sick and dying from cancer, reached her hand out to him.

“Take my hand, Peter,” she spoke.

“Mom.” He uttered, shocked.

“Take my hand!”

Tears formed in his eyes as he looked at his mother. The vision ended, now seeing Gamora instead.

He reached out to grab her hand. The power burned through her body, causing her to shout. Ronan watched all of this, perplexed. Drax struggled to reach Peter but managed to grab onto his shoulder, the power affecting him as well. Their veins glowed brightly.

Rocket grabbed and held onto Drax’s hand. He screamed in pain as it flowed through his body.

Tears flowed from Eliška’s eyes as the energy filled the air. The tie from her hair had broken, causing her wild red hair to blow in the raging winds. She could hear her heartbeat pounding in her ear.

“Eliška!” Rocket managed to shout out, reaching out his paw.

She shook her head. “I can’t!”

“Do it!”

The blood roared in her ears. She panted, feeling the harsh wind against her body. She bit down on her lip, tasting blood. Without thinking further, she grabbed his paw, feeling the painful energy flowing through her body.

Besides the power of the Stone traveling through his system, he began to feel his paw grow hot. The tears on Eliška's face seemed to float upward from the force of the Stone. She tried to let go, but Rocket gripped her hand tighter.

"Rocket! No! I'm gonna burn you!" She cried.

He ignored the growing heat he felt. Smoke seeped through their hands. "No, you won't! Get it under control!" He insisted.

"I can't!" Her heart pounded.

"Yes, you can! Do it! Now!"

His words echoed through her head. Despite the chaos happening around them, she closed her eyes and tried to calm her breathing, focusing on getting her emotions under control. She focused on distributing her energy to the Stone's power instead, quieting down the Embering. She opened her eyes slightly, still squinting from the raging winds.

Rocket could feel the heat lessen on his paw. She'd done it. He probably would've cheered if everything around them wasn't currently madness.

As the power was distributed between all of them, they were able to withstand it better. They all looked at Ronan.

“You’re mortal! How?” Ronan shook his head in disbelief.

Peter’s eyes glowed, now purple. “You said it yourself, bitch. We’re the Guardians of the Galaxy.”

Ronan growled in anger. Before he could strike, Peter opened his palm, unleashing more of the Stone’s power. Peter smiled faintly as the energy attacked Ronan, causing him to levitate. He roared as the power destroyed him, blowing his body apart.

Gamora finally used the Orb to contain the Stone. Rocket took a few shuddering breaths as the power faded. They all panted from exhaustion as the clouds faded. Gamora looked at Peter, relieved it was over.

“Well, well, well. Quite the light show.” Yondu appeared with the other Ravagers behind him. “Ain’t this sweet.”

One of the Ravagers cocked his gun.

“But you got some business to attend to before all the nookie-nookie starts.” He walked toward them.

“Peter, you can’t. Peter.” Gamora begged, referring to the Stone.

“You gotta reconsider this, Yondu.” He shook his head. “I don’t know who you’re selling this to, but the only way the universe can survive is if you give it to the Nova Corps.”

The other Ravagers shook their heads, disagreeing.

“I may be as pretty as an angel,” he showed his arrow, “but I sure as hell ain’t one.” He held his hand out. “Hand it over, son.”

Peter swallowed, thinking of what to do. He pulled out the sphere. Gamora didn’t hide her disappointment. He handed it to Yondu, causing him to grin. He signaled to the other Ravagers to move out.

“Yondu,” Peter called out.

He stopped and turned to look at him.

“Do not open that Orb. You know that, right? You’ve seen what it does to people.” He warned.

Yondu stayed silent, briefly pointing at him before turning away. He laughed as he walked away. The Guardians stood in silence, watching as the Ravagers moved out.

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Yondu and Kraglin watched the Guardians out of the window of the ship as it took off.

“Yeah, Quill turned out okay. It’s probably good we didn’t deliver him to his dad like we was hired to do,” Kraglin commented.

“Yeah, that guy was a jackass.” He agreed.

The Xandar citizens and Guardians watched as the ship flew away.

“He is gonna be so pissed when he realizes I switched out the Orb on him.” Peter held up the real Orb.

Gamora chuckled in relief.

“He was gonna kill you, Peter.” She looked up at him.

“Oh, I know.” He looked up at the ship. “But he was about the only family I had.” He glanced down at the Orb.

Gamora placed her hand on top of the Orb. “No.” She looked up, smiling faintly and shaking her head. “He wasn’t.”

Rocket sat down on a rock, silently crying as he held the small twig remains of Groot in his paws. He held it close to his chest. Eliška sat next to him in silence, keeping him company. She looked down at her hands, fidgeting with her black gloves.

Drax slowly walked over and sat down next to him, opposite Eliška. Rocket glanced at him and then away, not caring about continuing to cry in front of him.

Drax carefully reached out his hand, trying to comfort him by petting his head. Rocket flinched at first, not expecting it. He didn’t immediately lash out, instead sighing. Eliška had a sad smile on her face as she watched them.

The citizens stood in the distance, holding onto each other.

[incorrect-starbula]

Gamora: So you finally got a date with the man of your dreams, and your first move is to make a flow chart?

Nebula: And a map!

Gamora: Seems like you’re putting a lot of pressure on this...