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I am Groot.

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Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.

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rping like

me: *writes a reply detailing my characters feelings and actions while also delving slightly into their history, all done with MLA citations*

rp partner: he smiles

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              please reblog this post of you are a guardians of the galaxy rp blog. be sure to add your characters name in the tags and only reblog this post ONCE. if you do so correctly, you will be added to our masterlist. you can find the GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY LIST HERE and OTHER MARVEL LISTS HERE. 

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Do you know any Peter Quill's I should follow?

yeeeeeees.i know some and i’m sure it’s not all of them. cause the blog’s not old, so i haven’t seen everyone.

( my apologies for answering this very late, i had a busy day )

IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER

@puercaelestis @kleptomaniia @im-a-starlord @chosebrandy @stcrmunch @starxlordxquill @motherfnstarlord @lives-off-music @legendaryquill @obscenegesturealert @starquill @strllord @recklessxndrelentless (multimuse) @ask-ravager-peter-quill

some are canon divergent and such, so don’t forget to read their rules ( there are a lot more of them but these are the ones i know ). but have fun :D

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rpmemefairy:

                                     ~ my 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 for you is                                                       ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ                                                     in doubt ~

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Associates? more like get your son out of jail before he hurts himself. Just look at that face, not the finger, the face@write-like-an-american @ask-a-ravager

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Mun isn’t feeling very well on this blog at the moment so I won’t be back for a few days.

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"A'ight several things; the most serious first, ya made sure that there are no hidden termite colonies in any of the gifts?" Groot stopped fighting the dressed when he heard the word termite and whimpered.

"Two," he held up two fingers before taking advantage of the still Groot and finishing dressing him. "Ya took care of Quill tha best ya could. Ya didn't let 'im go ta die with the bastard planet. An ya did all ya could to keep him safe and alive until he went off on his own. That's a damn good father by my standards. Hell ya gave up your ravager status for him. No father I knew would do that."

Rocket let Groot free and the child stayed still and quiet. "I am Groot?" He whispered and Rocket picked him up to hug an kiss. Not that Yondu saw it because Rocket would declare the man a liar if he spoke of it.

"Nah, Groot. I'm here. Ain't no termites gettin you again." Then down the child went and he took a deep breath.

"I. Am. GROOOOOOOT!" And he began to run around yelling and playing.

"Where was I? Four, you can stay long as ya damn well please. Fuck Quill and his pouting. He can get over it. Your his father and that's good 'nough."

Groot happily crawled into Yondu’s hand and Rocket- while he will never admit this- let out a small relieved sigh. It’s a bit easier sewing without a sapling trying to eat the thread, tugging on the clothes, or climbing all over him. “Who said I was worried?” Of course he was. After the time someone- not mentioning any names here, Quill- let Groot eat a weird fruit and it turned out that said fruit had a small nest of termites in it, there was never a moment Rocket wasn’t acutely aware of what was in or going into the saplings mouth.

Rocket continued to sew and patch up the outfit and began to reinforce certain areas that were sloppy because of someone had gotten antsy and tried to do something naked little saplings shouldn’t. “It ain’t that he’s not mentally old ‘nough, he’s just… distracted and not big ‘nough ta remember everythin. He knows not to eat certain things but like with tha button he gets distracted and forgets.” Sometimes Rocket is in denial about Groot.

Before the whole ‘Ronan trying to kill everyone on a planet because of a past war’ dealio, Groot and him had become friends. Sure Groot wasn’t all there even as an adult, but he had given Rocket companionship and in turn Rocket learned to hear every tiny difference in pronunciation of the three words that made up the tree’s vocabulary. Groot never had no one that understood him after the eradication of his species.

“A bit of fear is good though,” Rocket looked up at Yondu. “He’s afraida fruit now and that’s one of the few things he wont ever put in his mouth no more.” Most fruits. If it was cut up and Rocket took a bite outta it, Groot would eat it then.

“I am Groot.” Rocket snorted and shook his head.

“He’s asking why ya a’int round like tha rest of us.” It was a tedious task getting Groot dressed. Rocket was grooming him as he dd so. Breaking off tiny twigs that stuck out and peeling bark off that had started to anyway.

Yondu couldn’t resist a chuckle. He and Rocket, despite looking as different as could be, were two peas in a pod, shoving their worry for others under layers of salty half-cocked aggression. He’d relaxed his defenses, a little, after the incident at Ego’s planet, showing a little more easy affection, but Rocket was still young. Though his smirk softened to a fond, rather sad smile at Rocket’s explanation.

He remembered Groot from before the incident with Ronan, when he was still a gentle giant who could hold his own in battle. How much of the person he was remained in this tiny sapling, he couldn’t say; nor, he thought, could anyone. Would he ever regain those memories? Only time would tell. “He’s damn lucky,” he said quietly. “To have someone like you ‘round to take care of him the way you do. You do good work, Rat.” There; a little sliver of that easy affection (though it was anything but; his instincts told him to clam up before he released anymore sentiment.) “I was never as good a daddy as you. Somehow, my boy still turned out okay. I think you’re both gonna be alright.”

Yondu thought over Groot’s question a second, then shrugged. “Eh. I don’t think you guys would like me around all the time.” Sure, things were lonely, and it struck his pride hard  having gone from Ravager captain to occasional guest on his friends’ various ships, but it was all worth it. “Quill would blow an engine if I always stuck around.”

He chucked Groot’s cheek, gently. “It’s alright, Twig; I still stop by to visit sometimes, don’t I? And I bring presents!” He added, with an exagerated eyebrow wiggle. He had several packages concealed in his coat he’d pass out to everyone once they rejoined the group.

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::Don't you dare, Quill.:: Rocket threatened over a communications link. The general way they communicated when they had helmets on.

"I am Groot?" The child tilted his head just a bit and smiled. He wanted what he was asking for.

::For dumbasses that meant he wants his favorite. There's warmed soil in the heating unit and the additive sprouts should be popping through.::

“So you’re his dad and I’m the cool uncle?” Peter grins arrogantly, gently patting Groot’s head with his fingers.

“What’s the matter, Rocky? Are you mad because he likes me better than he likes you? You said it yourself, I’m his best friend.” The stupid grin turns in to a smirk as he takes one of Groot’s tiny hands and makes the plant wave goodbye to Rocket. “Say bye-bye to your dad, Groot. You and I are gonna go eat and then we’re gonna have an awesome time doing cool best friend things without Rocket while he stays here and be’s jealous of our awesome friendship.”

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So here we are…

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Rocket let out a scruff and waved Peter off. “He loves me, you will be replaced sooner or later.” Though it did honestly hurt that Groot had a new best friend. It had been just the two of them longer than the rest had been ‘round. Now though Groot liked being with the others.

“I am Groot?” He looked up at Quill as if the man could understand him or his question. Only Rocket truly understood him, could respond to his three worded vocabulary in a way that didn’t make Groot feel less than the rest.

“So you’re his dad and I’m the cool uncle?” Peter grins arrogantly, gently patting Groot’s head with his fingers.

“What’s the matter, Rocky? Are you mad because he likes me better than he likes you? You said it yourself, I’m his best friend.” The stupid grin turns in to a smirk as he takes one of Groot’s tiny hands and makes the plant wave goodbye to Rocket. “Say bye-bye to your dad, Groot. You and I are gonna go eat and then we’re gonna have an awesome time doing cool best friend things without Rocket while he stays here and be’s jealous of our awesome friendship.”

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THreads

So all I see that was replied to was from 

@stormraiser2452 and @legendaryquill Is there any others?

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rage and tenderness existing simultaneously in the same body

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“Come And Get Your Love!” - Star-Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy)

I love that song…. No,I’m hooked..

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Comp is getting a bit hot so I’m offline now. Might hop on via ipad but the ipad is hella slow so might be back in a few days instead~

Had a really good time on here and met some hella ra peps too so I cnat wait to get back on.

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Groot was quick to snuggle close and say softly, “I am Groot.”

“No, it wasn’t my fault he wasn’t gonna feed ya! He wants me ta feed ya even tough you want Quill to.” Rocket said looking at Groot. “I can an would but he wants you to. I have no problem doin’ it Quill, but Groot wants ya to. Yer his best friend while he sees me as a caretaker. He likes ya and wants ta spend time with ya.” He snapped his teeth together in a small threat to bite the finger off. Do not let Groot see the gesture and begin copying you.

“I an not jelous at all that yer his best friend, so don’t even think of it.”

“Awh, Groot, don’t cry!” Peter picks the sapling up again, cradling him in the crook of his arm. “I’m sorry, I’m not gonna let you go hungry, I promise! I’m just busy right now but I’ll take a quick break and we can get you some food, I don’t see why Rocket can’t do it himself, but don’t worry, buddy. What do plants even eat?”

He hastily cradles Groot in one arm, using his free hand to flip Rocket his middle finger at the nickname. He did’t hate the nickname, of course not, but now was not the time for Rocket to mock him.