#guardians of the galaxy oneshot

[literaryavenger]

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Series (3+ parts)

Broken - finished

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Bonus Part

2-part shots

I love you and I hate it

Part 1 | Part 2

Meet the Guardians of the Galaxy

Part 1 | Part 2

Sargeant Grumpy

Part 1 | Part 2

One-shots

On Thin Ice - Figure Skating AU - requested

Mornings Like This - requested

Love Is A Battlefield

New Year's Eve

Back To You - alternative ending

Happy Birthday

Birthday Kiss - 40s Bucky

Can I Be Him?

Not So Bad

Sputnik - requested

Obsessed

Stargazing

[little-spicy]

Hold Me

Adam Warlock x Reader

Summary: On a Guardian mission, Adam is hit with a foreign substance called Sunmite. As they realize that Adam is indeed infected, Y/N learns that he's fully gone primal.

WARNING: MDNI!!! 🔞 SMUT!!! Dubcon (it's Sex Pollen), dom/sub, chasing kink, praise, etc.

IT WAS A NORMAL DAY ON NOWHERE, ever since the battle with the High Evolutionary the place became peaceful again and the new home thrived since Nebula had taken charge.

The children were laughing, Nebula was stressed and doing a million things, and Drax was his usual self, playing with the children.

Y/N was with Drax as they taught the kids how to play with the hula hoops. Peter had brought some items from Earth and had given it to children and to say they were having a blast was an understatement.

As they enjoyed the time with the children was when they received the call from Rocket saying that Adam was in an accident.

Y/N's heart dropped as she looked at Drax with fear. Y/N had helped Adam when he decided to change, that he decided to be part of the Guardians and be better than his mother. He was created to be an all perfect being but Y/N saw him for what he truly was.

He was a scared child, someone who was born to a world that he was barely ready for. She was the youngest guardian on the team; rescued by Peter and the Ravengers when she was a small child and raised as one of them. She was barely a teenager as she became a guardian, but nonetheless a strong one.

She was young like him so she understood him, she understood his innocent looks, his kindness, and his eager to learn.

She stayed up with him, let him listen to music, let him read, and just to be there with him. Those nights turned into days, and suddenly both of them began to grow feelings for one another.

It was no secret that they would fall for each other but it still was just as sweet when they finally held hands and shared a kiss from time to time.

But as she heard that he had been hurt, she was scared. Everything that she had ever faced was no where as scary as hearing that Adam was hurt.

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Y/N ran as fast as she could to their lab, she was given location to where they were but that didn't ease her uneasiness in her stomach.

When she entered the lab, she could see that there was a protective shield. She saw as Adam was on a table, wheezing and groaning in pain.

"What happened?" Y/N asked Rocket as she looked at him with pain.

Rocket had a vial of a bright orange substance, he held it up for Y/N to look and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"What am I looking at?" She asked him.

"One of those Zelnights hit him with a dart of some kind." Rocket said. "We thought it didn't affect him since he didn't show any signs but that changed when we were coming back."

"He started going crazy and we had Cosmo here hold him down." Kraglin said and Cosmo barked.

"He is not a good boy." Cosmo said and Y/N watched as Adam groaned once more and hissed in pain.

"Why is he locked in there, help him!" Y/N said as she tried to open it but Kraglin stopped her.

"We couldn't risk contamination, we're still running lab results." Kraglin said. "Even when we did, he started burning up and began to fight us. He kept asking for you, we wouldn't even had told you if he hadn't kept begging us."

"Y/N." Adam said weakly, his head turned to see her through the shield.

"Adam, sweetie." Y/N said and touched the shield.

"Y/N." Adam said more fiercely, his eyes glowed and got up abruptly. He tried to go through the shield only to be thrown back. He yelled and came forward again and caused Y/N to move back and tried to hold back tears.

"Nebula, we're gonna need something to calm him down." Rocket said through the comm link. He looked up to Y/N. "We need to get you out of here."

"I won't leave him!" Y/N said as she tried to come forward but once again Kraglin stopped her.

"We can't risk him hurting you, we don't know what'll happen." Kraglin said and Y/N watched as Adam, tried to hit the shield but once again he was thrown back and he groaned in pain once again.

"Comet, hold him." Rocket told Comet, comet nodded and began to use their telekinesis to hold Adam.

"We'll find out answers soon, but for now you need to get out of here." Rocket said. "He'll be fine, I promise."

Y/N looked down at Adam and crouched down to see him.

"Adam, sweetie I'll be back." She said and Adam's eyes still followed bright.

"Please, love, I need you." He said with pain. Y/N tried not to cry.

"I want to, but I can't sweetie." Y/N said. "They need to test that stuff and until they know what it is I can't get in there."

"Please!" Adam begged and Y/N was then being led away by Kraglin. "Y/N!"

Y/N put her hands over her ears and tried not to cry as she heard his pleads.

"Go back to you place, keep your comm link on you and we'll keep you updated." Kraglin said and Y/N nodded sadly.

"Okay, please take care of him." She said and Kraglin nodded.

"Of course." He said and Y/N walked away, heading farther away and hoping to erase the sound of his screams.

She walked around the Knowhere, walking past the people and giving them the best smile she could.

Once she got into her home, she immediately went to the couch and laid down. She grabbed her device and from one of Peter's playlist she began to listen to music.

She turned off her lights and turned on her fairy lights and let the apartment be lit by dim lighting.

She decided to get out of her regular day clothes and get into her comfy clothes and let herself forget for a moment the gnawing feeling of her boyfriend being in pain.

She didn't realize as the music played she started to get drowsy and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

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Y/N felt her eyes open abruptly as she heard the blaring sound of her comm link.

"Y/N! Y/N come in!" She heard Nebula shout and Y/N tried to gain balance as she rushed toward her comm link.

She nearly fell but grabbed her comm link and answered.

"Hey! It's Y/N, what's wrong?" She asked frantically.

"Everything, Adam broke loose." Nebula said and Y/N's heart stopped.

"Where is he?" She asked and Nebula was about to answer until Rocket answered.

"To you!" He said. "Listen, we found out what that stuff is, it's called Sunmite; it's a lethal injection that's suppose to drive a person insane with heat."

"Is there a cure?" Y/N asked frantically. "What was it used for?"

"It's a mite used to stun the victim, but I think this guy had a plan." Rocket said. "The guy who hit Adam I guess was one of High Evolutionary's goons, I guess they had an order for him to- to."

"To what!" Y/N asked.

"To copulate, have kids." Nebula said begrudgingly. "They want the perfect man to reproduce."

"Oh my god." Y/N said and she felt her nerves sky rocket. "Do you mean?"

"He's super horny yeah." Nebula said and Rocket laughed.

"I can't believe you just said that." Rocket said and Y/N and Nebula huffed.

"Where is he now?" Y/N asked.

"He's on his way to-" Nebula was cut off by the sound of Adam nearly breaking the door.

"Y/N." He breathlessly said and Y/N put her hands in front of her to shield her but Adam engulfed her into a hug and leaned down and kissed her.

"Adam don't hurt-" Nebula was silenced once Adam crushed Y/N's comm link.

"Adam." Y/N said breathlessly as she pulled away and once she did, she saw his eyes still glowing and his eyes filled with lust. "Adam, you're not well."

"I'm fine now." Adam said and kissed her feverishly. "I need you."

Adam then tore her shirt and Y/N moaned as she felt his kisses on her neck. She gripped his hair and heard him grunt

"Adam, we can't- you aren't in-" Y/N tried to fight it but then Adam kissed her once more and she melted into the kiss and cupped his cheeks.

"I need you, I want you." He said and began to kiss her neck and got on his knees and began to kiss her stomach and hips.

She let out shaky moan as she gripped his hair. He was about to rip her pants but she stepped back.

"Y/N." He looked up at her with his glowing eyes and when he saw the fear in her eyes, his eyes dimmed for a moment. "What's wrong?"

"I- I've never done anything like this-" Y/N helped him up and could tell he was fighting the toxin. "I don't want you to do this cause you're forced to."

Adam kissed her softly, trying to be delicate as his fingers shook. She watched as his eyes were hazel orbs were back and he held her.

"I've wanted to for a long time, I just didn't want to force you." He told her. "I-"

He groaned as he felt the toxins kicking in and Y/N felt his grip on her tighten. He fell onto his knees and Y/N saw his eyes turn bright orange again and he kissed her inner thigh, making her shudder.

"I want you more than I've ever wanted, my love." He said and ripped her pants. "Tell me you don't want this."

She felt him kiss her clothed pussy and she gripped his hair and felt herself get wetter by the second.

"I-I-" she stuttered, she felt her body betray her as she felt electricity flow. "Yes."

"Yes- what?" He asked, tauntingly.

"Yes, I want you." She said and that's all the confirmation he needs and ripped her underwear.

He began to lick and kiss her clit and she felt her knees buckle. He grabbed her hips to keep her steady and with a final kiss on her clit, he got up and picked her up bridal style.

She looked at him and kissed him deeply, she giggled into the kiss as she felt his hands roam her ass.

He threw her on the bed and she looked up at him with lust. His face was the same way as his eyes glowed, she could see the erection in his suit and she bit her lip in anticipation.

"You like what you see, love?" He asked and she felt her cheeks blush as she never heard him like that.

"I do." She said and decided to tease and take off her shirt to reveal her breasts. Her nipples were hardened by the cool air and being aroused.

Adam licked his lips and began to discard his clothes quickly and got into the bed with her.

He kissed her quickly and then began to kiss further down to her chest and suck and bite on one of her breasts.

"Fuck!" She hissed and gripped his hair tight and felt herself get wetter.

She suddenly jolted as she felt his fingers move around her folds. She watched as he brought her juices to his lips and moaned at the taste.

"You taste heavenly." He said and kissed down her stomach to the top of her pubic bone. They both looked at each other until Adam dove into her pussy.

She felt her soul leave her body as she felt his feast on her like she was the last food in the universe. She gripped his hair and squirmed as he sucked and licked her clit.

She made noises that fueled Adam's drive, as she was about to cum, he let go off her clit with a pop and got right above her.

"I love you." He said and she looked at him and cupped his cheeks, she kissed him softly.

"I love you too." She said and in an instant, Adam lined his cock up to her entrance and slowly entered.

She winced at his size and felt her walls stretch for the first time. She put her head on his chest and she winced, Adam stopped once in a while to kiss and hold her but the drugs were fighting his mind as the feeling of her velvety walls hugged his cock.

She felt him completely in and she had never felt so full ever, she felt content and the world stood still as she felt her walls squeeze Adam's dick.

"You can move now." She told Adam.

Adam's mind blacked out as he began to rock into her, his hips snapping as he plunged into her further.

She felt tears weld up in her eyes as she felt the pain continue, she felt her virgin walls break.

She slowly began to feel the pleasure as Adam used his fingers to rub her clit.

"Yes." She moaned as she felt Adam kiss her neck. She giggled and felt goosebumps on her legs as he began to leave marks.

"Tell me you're mine." Adam said and Y/N felt her mind melt until Adam went a little bit deeper causing Y/N to yelp. "Tell me."

"I'm yours!" She moaned and felt herself feel the familiar waves of euphoria. "God, I'm all yours. All yours."

Adam growled and Y/N watched as Adam put her legs over his head and began to drill into her hard and caused her to scream louder.

"You're such a good girl for me, you were made for me." He said and rubbed her clit faster. Her chest heaved up and down and Adam could tell she was close. "Cum for me, I want to feel you."

She shuddered and came with a scream. Her legs began to shake and that was all Adam needed to cum in her.

He moaned and jolted as his cum went deep into her. He felt the goosebumps rise on his skin and felt his dick soften afterwards.

He almost fell on top of Y/N but stopped himself and decided to flip them over and have her be on top of him.

Y/N looked at Adam and his eyes had turned back to normal.

"Adam." Y/N said. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, that was-" he sighed and smiled, kiss her cheek. "Amazing."

"It was." She said and placed her head on his chest and heard his heart beating. "Can't believe you got drugged."

"If getting drugged means being hopelessly in love with you it worth it." Adam told her. "I've wanted to do this for a while."

"Me too, glad it only took you to be drugged in order to do that." She laughed and got off top of him and laid on his right side. "Plus I think you might have a round two."

"You think?" He asked and she nodded.

"That stuff is pretty strong- and we do have the whole night." She said and Adam grabbed hold of her and kissed her chest.

"Well then." Adam's eyes turned bright again. "Guess I have the whole night."

She felt bliss once again as she was embracing her boyfriend. Who knew that having a cosmic entity could be so thrilling.

Hope you liked this! If you want to give me prompts or suggestions for another preference or one shot let me know! I do Marvel, Star Wars, Doctor Who, and Harry Potter! ✨✨

[bruisedboys]

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

[grapefiesta]

Attractive

A/N: Idk just have some wholesome stuff,, not proofread; sorry.

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"I am an insanely good matchmaker," You say as you sit on one of the chairs by Rockets workbench with rolls and slide towards the working Racoon.

Rocket looks at you and lets out a snicker. “Do I even have to ask how you came to that conclusion?” He says with a raised eyebrow.

“I just made Gamora confess to Peter. I think we’ll have a couple around here pretty soon.”

Rocket puts down the gloves, completely surprised by the news. “You did?” He says, with his eyebrow raised and his face showing an amused look.“How did you do that? The Gamora I know would’ve never confessed to Peter that easily.”

“Like I said.” You shrug, “I’m an insanely good matchmaker.” There was a short silence. “Soooo.. what are you tinkering on?”

He looks over at the workbench and points at the object he’s working on as he replies. “I’m trying to upgrade our communications systems. Just… small adjustments here and there, nothing too major. Still, it can help us keep communications running if we end up in an unstable area of space.” He says, sounding like he knows what he’s doing. (Obviously he does. Its like his whole thing!)

You just nod and get lost in thought before blurting something out. “Smarts are really attractive, to be honest.”

Rocket chuckles. “Really? So we’re both attractive, then,” he says, a playful smirk on his face.

He looks back at the workbench and continues to tinker with whatever was on there.

You laugh a bit. “You think I’m smart enough for you? I mean I’m a genius, yeah, but you? You’re another level of genius.”

Rocket chuckles at your response, and he gives you a playful nudge on the shoulder. “Y/N, you should give yourself more credit than that. If you have the confidence to call yourself a genius without hesitation, then you’re definitely smart enough. Not nearly as smart as me but still,” he says.

“Plus, I think you look very smart. Just look at you,” he says, while still grinning at you and poking his finger against your forehead, making you furrow your eyebrows.

“I look... smart..?” You point a finger at him with a teasing grin as if a light bulb went off in your head. “Aha! So you think I’m attractive!”

Rocket tittered slightly. He’s been set up here, and it makes him a tad bit uncomfortable… but to be honest, he doesn’t mind that much.

“It seems we both think the other one is attractive then.”

“I never said I think you’re attractive.”

“You’re thinking it, aren’t you?” He asks, looking you in the eyes again and giving you a teasing smirk.

You shimmy your shoulders with a smug face. “I don’t know. Never said it.”

“Actions speak louder than words, Humie.” He grins slyly and doesn’t break eye contact, still with that teasing smirk evident on his face.

“I can tell you think I’m attractive. You keep looking at me,” he says, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he continues to look at you.

“Oh really?” You were still teasing him. "Does you annoying me mean that you hate me then?” You ask with a smirk and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, don’t forget that you also kept annoying me,” the raccoon replies with a smirk of his own, raising an eyebrow.

He leans on the counter, his elbows resting on the hardwood surface. With a playful look in his eyes, he says the following: “We love teasing each other. It’s like a game that never ends, it’s a fun way to pass the time for us. We always have the opportunity to outsmart each other, and I think that this whole thing we have going on is something special.”

Resting your elbows on his workbench you put your head into your hands and lean a bit closer with a grin. “True.”

“We keep finding ways to keep this game of ours going. It’s almost like a tradition, y’know?” The raccoon chuckles.

“And as much as we tease each other, I have to say that I’ve… somewhat come to enjoy it.” He says, the playful look in his eyes starting to look like a genuine smile. 

At some point, while you were talking, Rocket continued to tinker with the communications relay.

“Aha.” You lift your head a bit with a grin. “Good to know.” You kept watching him tinker.

Rocket keeps focusing on the task in front of him and looks up after a few seconds. “What’s good to know? That I’m enjoying our teasing?” He asks as he turns back to the table and continues to make adjustments to the small device.

“Yeah.” You give him a vague answer and then ruffle the fur on his head before getting up from your seat next to him.

Rocket raises an eyebrow at you when you ruffle his fur. He lets out an amused and slightly annoyed chuckle.

“How would you like it if I ruffled your hair in front of the others, hmm?” He asks in a teasing tone, the playful smirk on his face not quite gone yet. 

You gestured around the room. “No one’s here. No need to get embarrassed.”

“Good point… I guess what happens in the lounge stays in the lounge, right?”

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[mushrubes]

Life saver

Masterlist | Marvel masterlist |

Requested : no

prompt 3. “Feeling better?” “It feels like I’ve been slapped but on the inside.” “So…no?”

Pairing : Peter Quill x reader

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : fluff

Word count : 376

Warnings : Slight gotg 3 spoilers!!

Have a great day !! <3

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"I did it last time." Rocket huffed, following behind you and Nebula as you all made your way towards the building. "I had to carry him to bed." Nebula bit back, making you zone out as the pair bickered over whose turn it was to talk to Peter. "Will you both just stop arguing?!" you groaned as you made your way upstairs, turning to face them. "I'll talk to him, just stop arguing we have enough going on." you sighed, heading inside.

Carefully, you looked around, eyes settling on his sleeping figure curled up in bed still. You turned on one of the side lamps before kneeling at his bed and gently shaking the man. "Pete, come on." you called softly, seeing him fidget slightly but not wake up, nestling his head back on the pillow. He looked peaceful, probably the most he had done for a while. You ran a hand through his messy curls as you admired his face. Shaking him again, you got a groan from him as he stretched out.

"Morning Quill." you grinned, watching as he rubbed his eyes before stretching out, his shirt riding up slightly. "Feeling better?" you teased, knowing the answer that was following considering how much he had drank last night. It wasn't the first time you'd caught him drinking a lot to the point he was almost drunk but he was with Drax this time, who could drink quite a lot more than him, and by what you walked in on and the amount of bottles laying around that Rocket had seen when he had gone to get his drink, the usual 'contest' had happened.

"It feels like I've been slapped on the inside." he winced, earning a snort from you as he smiled weakly. "So...no?" you got out after laughing, helping him sit up as he hummed in agreement. He watched as you walked to the fridge in the corner, pulling out a water bottle and opening a box of pills you had, holding your hands out for him to take both. "Should make you feel better." you comforted, nodding as he took them both, taking the pills before wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side.

"You're a life saver."

[sincerelykarai]

Adam Warlock Oneshot!

Authors note: This is my very first oneshot and it takes place at the end of Gotg volume 3! ^^

https://open.spotify.com/track/4kbj5MwxO1bq9wjT5g9HaA?si=6QPJZu-iRImv-eIYSg6O6Q (I would suggest listening to this as you read lmao)

Care to Dance? (A oneshot 😋)

You were enjoying the party on Knowhere after all that had just happened. I mean, Rocket almost died, you had to break into a highly secured planet; it was a lot to say the least. But at least now everyone was content with dancing and enjoying themselves. All but one person, the person who wanted Rocket dead in the first place. Apparently his name was Adam and even though he did something wrong you couldn't help but feel bad. Rocket noticed how you kept glancing at him and scoffed. "Don't tell me you actually feel bad for him." He said, glaring at Adam who was sitting alone in the corner.

"Well it's not like he didn't try to redeem himself!" You countered, rolling your eyes. "Whatever, I'm gonna see if he's okay."

"You're weird, you know that?" Rocket sneered, but you blocked out his quips as you walked up to Adam.

"You okay?" You asked, kneeling infront of him.

"I'm perfectly fine, thanks." He muttered, but obviously felt out of place and alienated.

You sighed, standing up and offering a hand. "Do you at least want to dance with me?"

He seemed rather taken aback, and blinked. "Really? After all that I did?"

"Well everyone deserves a second chance, no?" You asked, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your chest.

A small smile spread on his lips, as he took your hand and stood up. "Let us dance, then." He said, as you both walked over to where everyone danced.

Authors note: Sorry it's short but i hope you liked my first oneshot! ^^

[thefiery-phoenix]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[gam4raa]

Heyyyyyy, what about number 38 for writing prompt?

Love your stories tho🩷

"You fainted... Straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go such extremes."

They had just finished their last mission successfully, so they decided to go to a bar to celebrate as always.

Gamora was sitting with Mantis, taking care of Groot while Rocket was playing at the bars casino. Drax and Peter were hanging on the other side of the bar, both of them drunk.

"Where are you looking at Quill?" Drax said, in a voice definitely more drunk than usual.

"Gamora." Peter answered before taking a sip of his, what tenth drink?

"Why don't go you go and talk to her?" Drax said and looked at Peter.

"I don't want her to think that I'm running after her all the time." He muttered.

"But that's what you've been doing." Drax said and Peter chuckled definitely too drunk to even think what Drax was implying. "Go make it look like an accident."

Peter's head shoot up at that. He liked the idea, or at least his drunk self did. "Man, that's a great idea." He said and stood up. He didn't wait to listen to Drax's response before heading to the table where Gamora was sitting.

He was too dizzy to walk normally, tripping over his own feet. "Peter?" Gamora said and furrowed her eyebrows. He did look super drunk and she knew that imagine too well. "Gamora--" He said quietly before falling straight into her arms, exactly like fainting.

Gamora passed Groot to Mantis immediately and caught Peter before he fell on the table.

"Oh my god," She said to herself. "How drunk are you!?" She asked but didn't get a response. A few seconds later she realised that he had actually fainted.

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The next morning, Peter was laying on their bed with Gamora next to him. She was not sleeping. She reached a hand up to stroke his hair. He reacted at that and slowly opened his eyes. "Hi." She sighed. "Shit," Peter muttered with a pained expression on his face. "My head hurts like hell."

"I mean you did drink half a bar." Gamora said quietly. "What happened?" Peter asked, clearly confused.

"You fainted... Straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go such extremes." She said still keeping her voice low.

"I-- What?" He frowned. "Fuck, I remember.." Gamora moved her hand to rub at his arm. "It was Drax's idea." He said and she rolled her eyes. "You actually fainted, Peter. I was worried about you." She said before leaning in to drop a kiss on his forehead.

He closed his eyes at the gesture. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how many drinks I had last night." He said, his voice apologetic because, god, he hated when he worried her.

"Are you okay? She asked sympathetically. "Why didn't you just come and talk to me instead of listening to Drax?"

He heavily leaned his head against hers. "I dunno. Ask the drunk Peter." She sighed in annoyance. "I don't think the drunk Peter will join us for a while." Gamora said.

He smiled. "Aww why Mora are you that--" He cut himself off when his headache hit him.

"I'll go get you a painkiller. And tug you into bed. Again." She said and stood up.

He let his head fall on the pillow. "Thanks babe!" He said childishly as she left the room. He'd be fine.

I'm so sorry this took so long, I was super busy! Thank you so much, it means the world to me I hope you'll like it because, you definitely tricked me on this one!

[mirkwoodshewolf]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But a year passes and the tumor comes back.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Peter smiled at you and embraced you.

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

"Not doctors, I just need you Pete."

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

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

As promised, Peter is there for you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Even Drax saves you some of his Zarg-nuts.

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

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

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

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

[raccoonfallsharder]

⋆ ˖ ⁺ ‧₊ ☽ anthology ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ masterlist

ratings vary | no use of y/n | gn reader | complete | word count: varies.

miscellaneous one-shots belonging (and collections of oneshots) behind the cut. does not contain Domestic Scenes, Window, or borealis oneshots. DOES contain:

adorations ❤︎‬❤︎‬ Autopilot Systems Check ✮ overheard on the bowie [est june 2024] ❤︎‬❤︎‬ the raccoon, the witch, & the roadtrip [est may-june 2024] ✮rocket raccoon prompt week 2024 ✮ - ✩ tomorrow ✩ warm compress [est may 2024] ✮

RATING KEY fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬ back to main masterlist

adorations 𖥔 ݁˖⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 18+ only | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 4,518. ❤︎❤︎ you have a habit of complimenting rocket. he decides to give you plenty of reasons to keep doing so. aka rocket has a praise kink and no-one can convince me otherwise. mcu-based smut with feeeeelings. set sometime shortly after volume two. dirty talk, (light) biting, (light) degradation, use of slut as a term of endearment. fast-burn enemies-to-lovers & angst with a happy/hopeful ending. praise kink, obviously.

‧₊˚ ⋅♡ ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Autopilot Systems Check‧₊˚ ⋅☽ ࣪ ִֶָ♡. smut-free | no use of y/n | gn reader | oneshot | word count: 1406. ✮ reader wakes up in the middle of the night and rocket is nowhere to be found. reader x rocket soft fluff & domestica. mcu-based, post-endgame i guess. drabble based on this post/inadvertent prompt.

･:*𑁍✧˚₊ overheard on the bowie [est 6/24] 18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: pending. ❤︎❤︎ rocket laments building the bowie with such thin walls between bunks. ie, you haven’t been able to get off in a while, and your neighbor knows it. WARNING for sexual tension, impact play, overstimulation, cunnilingus, pet names. check ao3 tags for more.

the raccoon, the witch, and the roadtrip. angst, comfort, & fluff | rocket & wanda | headcanon | word count: pending. ✮ headcanon trilogy/ao3 oneshot for hibatasblog. During a watch party for Avengers: Endgame on Twitter, Markus revealed the idea to team Wanda with the Guardian of the Galaxy captain actually made it into several versions of the film's script. "We had whole drafts with Wanda on a road trip with Rocket," Markus wrote, "but after the Vision plot in Infinity War, nothing we came up with was anything but wheel spinning for her character." CBR tumblr masterlist | ao3 oneshot

rocket raccoon prompt week ✷.⁺⋆˚₊ fluff to spice | drabbles & minifics | word count: varies. ✮ - ✩ drabbles and minifics inspired by rocket raccoon prompt week, mostly featuring a gn reader (no use of y/n). prompts include explosives, hurts, emotionalistic, family, machinery, bite, and home. <2,300 words each.

tomorrow ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ 18+ only | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 2,441. ✩ you had a long day at work. rocket decides to comfort you.  no real smut (this was a failed kinktober 2023 fic) but some explicit references to sex acts. unhealthy coping mechanisms. WARNING for discussion of death & implications of completed suicide. no graphic descriptions, just a lot of… sad. if you are in pain, please know that there are people who want to support you. here is @trans-axolotl’s alternatives to harmful crisis lines for US support services that do not engage police, and/or which explicitly avoid engaging police whenever possible. 

warm compress ☾.༊·˚⋆⭒ [est late June] fluff | no use of y/n | gn reader | oneshot | word count: pending. ✮ you've taken care of rocket when he's been hurt in the past. when he comes to visit you and finds you tired, in pain, and less-than-receptive to company, he decides to return the favor. can be read platonically or romantically. excerpt behind the cut. WARNING: reader is experiencing abdominal pain attributed to hormonal/ovulation cycle. reader cries at one point.

[inkandpaperqwerty]

This week Peter gets an unexpected present from Yondu, and he realizes he isn't sure he's ready to be eighteen. You can read this chapter of Awesome Mix Vol. 1 on AO3 or fanfiction.net. If you do, please let me know what you thought!

[literaryavenger]

Literary Avenger's Masterlist

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

Avengers x Reader - One-shots

Heartbroken - Dad!Tony

Back To You - Steve Rogers

MCU + Reader Masterlist

Welcome to MCU! - College AU

coming soon...

[winterwidow77fanfics]

Merry Christmas readers! Here's a small holiday one-shot inspired by the Guardians Holiday Special. Enjoy!

@thewinterwidow77

[bruisedboys]

idk if this has been said/done before but thinking of you making pete q a mixtape as a surprise, hehehe. ily <3

omg he’d die for sure!!!! he loves music and he loves you so it’s like. the two thing he loves most in the world!!! you name it something goofy like my starlord and it’s supposed to make him laugh but it just makes him feel lovesick tbh 😭 the playlist is either made up of a bunch of love songs, sappy ones but good ones that remind you of him. or a playlist of like, songs you’ll know he like that he’s never heard before. or!! a bunch of makeout songs LMFAO. either way he loves it and keeps it on him at all times and never lets anyone but you touch it. it’s like his good luck charm. and you definitely make out to it too <3

[grapefiesta]

Favourite Terran

Rocket is an asshole and that's that... or is he?

pairings: Peter Quill x Reader (kind of?), Rocket x Reader

A/N: fuck it, its gn reader now and a cute Peter scene ig;;; again.. not proofread. Also this is the last rocket wip I had *thumbs up* idc if he's a racoon he's bby and deserves fanfics

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“How many times have I told you to stop messing with my blasters?!”

“And how many times have I ignored you? They make cool explosions! I ain’t gonna stop using ‘em!”!

“Rocket!!! You have your own blasters!” You snatched your blasters from his workbench.

“Hey, put them down!” He puts his hands on the blasters. “You can’t stop me from taking ‘em you know it. I’m the greatest Guardian of the Galaxy!"

“Let! Go! They’re mine, you stupid Racoon!” You pulled on the blasters to get them off of his grubby hands.

“Nuh-uh! I’m not letting go of them!” He starts doing the same, trying to pull them away from you. “I deserve these blasters more than you deserve them!"

“Rocket, I can’t fight without them! Stop tinkering with them and give me my fucking blasters back!” you pulled your arms up, and they pulled Rocket up into the air due to the height difference between Terrans and Racoons.

“Put me down right now, you annoying little Terran!” He starts kicking your leg in the hope of forcing you to let the blasters go.

“I'm way taller than you!” you argue and start shaking the blasters. ‘How am I going to make this rodent let go??’

A genius idea struck you at that thought. “Let go and you’ll be down!”

Rocket does as you told him, letting go of the blasters and falling to the ground. It was funny watching him scramble up with a sour look on his face. “Aw, come on, that was mean!”

You scoff. “you are mean.”

“I am?! How am I the mean one?!” He gets up completely now and looks at you. “You’re the one who snatched the blasters away from me after I’ve been playing with them!”

“Because they’re mine- you’re not supposed to- ugh whatever.” you turned on your heels and walked down the stairs towards your shared "room" with Groot.

“Fine! You can take your stupid blasters!” Rocket grumbles and goes off to his room to tinker with some of his gadgets.

You put your blasters down in the room and then go up to the cockpit and sit down on a chair next to Peter.

Peter turns towards you. “Everything ok, Y/N?”

You shrug. “Just rocket being a little asshole again.”

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” He chuckles a little. “So what was it about this time? Stealing your blasters to make some more stupid, loud, explosion-filled toys?”

You also chuckle. “Whoa, how’d you know?”

“Call it a wild guess.” He shrugs. “He’s always pulling stupid pranks and doing stupid things like that, but I guess that’s kinda his charm.”

You groan and stretch across the seat.

Peter sighs. “I guess you two will have to sort out your differences by yourselves because there ain’t no way that I’m getting in the midst of your little arguments.” He chuckles.

“Wouldn’t know how. He loves annoying the shit out of me.” you sigh. “At least I’ve got you. We Terrans have to stick together!” you put a fist on your chest and knock on it before giving Peter a peace sign.

Peter chuckles. “You got that right. Terrans together!” He returns the gesture.

You giggle a bit too loud after a few jokes. “Ssshh shhh Peter be quiet!” you try to whisper between the laughs.

Peter keeps quiet and nods his head, trying to stifle his laughter. You need to be careful with your volume, because the night is silent, and people are trying to get some rest.

You hear Rocket yell at you from across the ship. You put a hand on your mouth and desperately try to stifle your laughter. “He’s so- he’s so angry pfft.”

Peter chuckles before suddenly covering his mouth before he bursts out laughing. He slowly pulls his hand down and looks at you with a wide, amused gaze. “Guess someone’s having a hard time keeping their temper in control.”

“Ok, ok, ok, we should go sleep now. Or else we’ll wake everyone up with our laughter and Rockets yelling.”

Peter nods and gets up. “Good point.”

He turns towards you. “But before I head off to bed, I want to thank you for making me laugh. I really needed that.”

“Yeah? Well..” you look away a bit with pink cheeks and a smile. “You’re welcome.. us Terrans stick together, you know?” you look back up at him.

Peter smiles at your comment and nods. “Of course. We always have each other’s backs on the whole ride. Can’t leave anyone behind.” He looks at you for a moment before adding. “And I know that I can rely on you if I ever need you.”

you nod and keep staring at him. “Yeah.. me too."

Peter notices you staring at him. “Do you want anything else, Y/N?” He chuckles. “Or do you just want to stare at a boring ol’ human like me?”

You giggle a bit. “Hey, I’m a boring ol’ human as well!” you step a bit closer to him. “Just wanted to.. to properly say goodnight.”

Peter chuckles and steps a bit closer to you as well. “In that case…” He reaches out and touches your cheek. “Goodnight.”

Your face starts to flush furiously and you look at his face with wide eyes. You hope no one else saw this. Especially Rocket since he’s apparently still awake. “I- goodnight Peter.” You hugged him quickly and hid your face in his chest.

Peter wraps his arms around you and smiles at the hug, which was unexpected to him, but made him happy nonetheless. “Sleep well,” he whispers in your ear.

Before you could react, he lets go of you and turns to go back to his bedroom.

You nodded and turned around to walk to your room only to bump into a Rocket on the way. You stared at him. “Oh- uh-“

Rocket looks at you with an amused grin on his furry face. “Sooo, what’s up? And why do I feel like it has something to do with Peter?” He says while leaning on one of the walls in the corridor.

“No way.” You started to walk towards your room again.

Rocket watches you as you go back to your room. “No way what? Could you please elaborate, because I think I saw what I saw.” He chuckles and raises one of his eyebrows.

You turn around really quickly. It’s almost as if you were going to snap your neck. “You saw what?!” You were starting to break into a nervous sweat.

“I saw you hugging him before you two went to your rooms.” Rocket chuckles and wags his tail. “He looks like a good-looking fella. You sure you didn’t catch feelings?” He says with a smirk.

You shake your head. “No, no, no. That’s just a normal Terran way to say goodnight! He’s just a close friend.” 'fuck. That's embarrassing.' You didn't like Peter in that way, but you couldn't deny that he was an attractive Person. Plus, he was the only other human around here.

Rocket laughs. “Normal way for you Terrans to say goodnight? That’s strange.” He pauses for a second and then chuckles. “Whatever the case, you better be telling me the truth. I’d be devastated if you hooked up with Peter.” He winks, trying to tease you.

'wait what?' “What?” You speak your thoughts out loud.

“If Peter and you ever end up together in a romantic relationship… I think I’d be very sad.” He leans closer to you and drops his voice. “Is that what you want to do?” The raccoon asks, his voice sounding like he’s trying to tease you again. He tries to maintain a serious face but finds it hard not to burst out laughing.

“Wait.. really?” Then you notice the tone in his voice. “Oh fucking hell!” You turned around again, annoyed.

Rocket can’t help but burst out laughing, amused by your reaction “Hah! You thought I was serious about it, huh? Look at your face!”

“You’re an asshole. I was just about to start thinking that you actually like me.”

“Like you in what way? Do you want me to like you in a different way?”

“Just like me in General.” You didn't turn around.

This seems to confuse Rocket. “I do like you. You’re a good Ter- err, Human,” he says as he corrects himself.

You sigh and turn around to face him. “Well you’re always such an ass to me and I know you do that to everyone but you seem to just like to annoy me an extra bit.”

“Is that what you’re trying to get at?” Rocket raises an eyebrow and scratches behind his ears, a nervous laugh escaping his lips. “I do annoy you a bit more than anyone else on the ship. Guess that’s just my way of showing who my favourite Terran is,” he says with a mischievous smirk.

“Huh…” you think for a bit. “Wait! I thought Peter was your favourite! He’s your best friend!!”

“Peter is my best friend, but you are my favourite Terran!” He chuckles. “What? You don’t like being favoured over the others?”

“Oh… Oh!” You try to not look embarrassed but fail miserably as your cheeks feel a bit warmer.

“It seems you’re having trouble accepting it.” Rocket smiles at you, amused at your reaction. “Do you like being my favourite Terran?” His face looks curious in an inquisitive way, waiting to listen to your response.

“I mean I don’t hate that idea..” you mumble and start to walk towards your room again.

“Ahhh, so we’re going that way.” He chuckles. He leans slightly closer to you. “You better appreciate this special treatment then, favourite Terran. You’ve got to make it up to me one way or another,” he says, his voice sounding like he’s trying to flirt with you.

You let out a short squeal and pushed his face away with your palm. “Go to sleep.”

He lets out a sigh. “Fine.” He doesn’t make any more attempts to flirt with you and heads back to his room, mumbling to himself.

“I’ll get them next time… next time…” He whispers before turning into his room and closing the door behind him.

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[greatgigintheskiess]

A Broken Promise

[GotG Oneshot|Hurt/Comfort|Fluff]

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

Word Count: 2.4 k

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

Enjoy this cute lil oneshot :D

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

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

"Who done this to ya, boy?"

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

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' bums.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No wonder from all 'em cryin'.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Doin' what?"

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

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

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

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

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

It's been a year since.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He averted his eyes.

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

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

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

Sentiments, duh.

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

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

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

Damn it, yer such an idiot!

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

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

It was...

adorable.

Heck.

The Centaurian pushed these thoughts aside.

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

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

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

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

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

Is that love, he wonders.

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