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quill & kidd!!! (for @quinloki)
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finished a mini-ref of my dnd character… silly guy
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We’re the drunk girl at the party who’s telling you to pre-add Midnights and stream the new Quill Pen, Fountain Pen, and Glitter Gel Pen Songs playlists on Apple Music. 🪶🖋🖊
Oh, and did we mention you look like an angel? 🫶
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[Eylon: Tell By Rain] Athena completed their first mission - AND NO ONE DIED!! :D 💛✨
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pandaemonium cringe compilation
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Drills and Rockets - WIP
Something I’ve been tinkering with. Might add it to my Recoil and Impact series on AO3 once complete. It needs a lot of work.
Rocket POV
Rocket can’t look at them after someone finally explains what they are. He found them odd at first, in more ways than one. Quill never mentioned any other intelligent life on this planet outside of humans. Not like that mattered much, Quill isn-wasn’t exactly a reliable source when it came to Earth. Plus, Rocket doesn’t really give a shit to ask. They have work to do if they want to track Thanos down, and he’s not going to waste time questioning the origins and adventures of everyone who converges on this compound.
So he listens to the introduction with half an ear. He twitches, ear flickering at the mention of magic, but otherwise remains slumped on the ground. Magic’s not going to do any good from the way Star boy talks about the Stones. The Stones are beyond science and magic, Thor explained, they just are. Rocket’s hand folds into a fist at the thought. Nothing just is.
The room fills with more voices, the turtles going back and forth with every new one that joins before the one in purple suggests helping with ship repairs. Rocket sits up. “No,” he says. “I can handle it.” He already has to fix whatever Stark did to the thing, he doesn’t need another set of hands screwing it up.
“Do not worry,” Thor says, but it’s lifeless. “Donatello has a singular mind. Some of his inventions even manage to surprise me.”
“Right,” Rocket snorts. This coming from the guy whose planet refers to all tech as magic. Referred. Rocket looks away from the Asgardian. He forgets sometimes that Thano���s cruelty was long in motion for Thor before they got involved.
The other non-human moves on hooved feet to collapse in an open chair. “The Asgardian is right. Donatello has a natural intuition when it comes to technology. A quality even I had not anticipated from the mutation.”
Rocket turns.
The one in blue offers a small smile. “I thought there wasn’t any real intention behind our mutation. You know, besides making us great warriors.”
“True,” the other sighs. “But I could’ve done more if L-,” he stops. “It doesn’t matter. Donatello is far more intelligent than any human on this planet. He can help you get that ship in the air faster than-”
The other stops, his voice stalling, and the rest of the room follows suit. The silence last for a beat, maybe two before Nebula steps forward. “Put the gun down, Rocket.”
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