#rocketxreader

[elegant-fleuret]

i refuse to go back into fic-hibernation, so as motivation to keep working on this RocketxReader fuckfest with a actual love-plot here's two scenes. no title to the work as of yet but here's a vibe that i'm trying to go for.

[scene from ch 1]

Rocket inhaled sharp and deep, savoring the heated sting in his lungs. “There’s drugs all over the galaxy, toots. Terra ain’t nothing special.”

“Does that mean you have space alcohol too?” Vape traded for the little metal flask.

“Yes we do,” Rocket couldn’t help but find the question endearingly naive, “It’s just called alcohol.”

“Ok, Mr. Space Cowboy,” Your smile was coy as you mulled his answer around your head. When you reached over to grab the flask from him you held your position close. Close enough for him to see the tipsy shine of your eyes and smell the saccharine sweet smell of your perfume. Your fingers touched his intentionally, dragging your fingertips from his knuckles down to the tips of his claws. “You got any space condoms?”

Rocket's throat burned as he laughed, “Aren’t you a bold one.”

[scene from a later chapter idk yet]

“It might’ve felt like a second to you but it’s been five years out here, Pete. Things’ve changed. Nebula and Kraglin are part’a the guardians. Got myself hitched a few years ago. Bought Knowhere off’a The Collector after Thanos wrecked his shit…” Rocket trailled off. Figuring out how the datapads that got poofed with the team came back in working condition, albiet needing a few years worth of updates.

“Woah-woah-wait, you got married?” Peter ran his fingers through his frazzled hair, trying to comprehend the words coming out of Rocket’s mouth. “To what?!”

Rocket clicked his tongue and continued to ignore his friend’s mental breakdown. He flicked his arm in a general direction, “Her.”

Desperately his eyes scanned the area until he found Nebula’s purple head talking to Kraglin, Groot, and an as of yet unidentified person standing next to them. A very human unidentified person. A very undeniably attractive human unidentified person. Peter’s jaw dropped open, voice pitching up in disbelief, “Her?”

“Yee-up.”

“Dude, how? She’s a smoke show.”

[raccoonfallsharder]

trying to decide whether to focus my attention on my long, angsty rocket raccoon fanfic (with an oc), a new two-part readerxrocket smutfic (pwp??), or continuing domestic fluff from my completed rocketxreader fic (The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl)

as an aside i’ve also got fragments of a rocketxoc fic starting five months after The Snap which is so far comprised almost entirely of intergalactic emails sent to & from the Milano/Natasha Romanoff’s new administrative assistant

do I have a problem? yes quite possibly

am I determined to make it everyone’s problem? also very yes

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 14 - END

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

“Hey.” Y/N was waiting back on Zerron’s ship, sitting quietly as she sat by the window. She recognised the voice as she smiled softly, “Toots huh?” She smirked as he came to sit next to her, “Why? Ya don’t like it?” He asked, making her laugh softly, “I do like it, it seems like something you would come up with.” She turned to him, noticing how close he sat next to her, feeling his fur brush up the side of her left arm, tickling her skin, but it felt pleasant enough to not move away.

“Were you the one who got the others to agree to save me?” she asked as she turned to him, watching as he snorted, looking anywhere but at her, “Pfft, no, I mean, I had my opinion to say, whether they agreed or not.”

“.... You’re a terrible liar.” She joked as her hand grazed the side of his arm, lowering until she was holding his paw in hers, the feeling felt odd, but enough to not put her off. Rocket looked up at her surprised as he was lucky once again for having fur to hid a blush that would be on his cheeks.

“Peter was the one who eventually sided with me.” Y/N laughed once again, “He’s like your wingman or something?” “My what?” He was confused by the word, as he watched Y/N laugh at how innocent he could be, “Don’t worry, you can ask him about it.”

It was silent for a moment, the only sound coming from outside and the soft rumbling of the engine. “I wanted to talk to ya... about earlier.” Rocket begun, nervous about his next words, “I worried about this...” he gestured to the two of them, “working.”

Y/N breathed heavily, “I guess we have bigger things to worry about at the moment, like trying to get this Gauntlet and not dying.” She chuckled to herself, “But... that doesn’t mean.... I don’t it to happen.... hell, it’s been a while since I’ve done this-I’m not explainin’ myself properly.-”

“No, I understand what you’re trying to say.” Y/N smiled softly, “You’re just scared of dating someone.” Rocket was silent, which Y/N took as his way of agreeing with her, “We can take things slow, it will be a shock to the others if they find out.”

“They kinda did.” He muttered, scratching the back of his neck, “To hell what they think. I’m not afraid to like you, or what others think about it, it’s my life, not theirs.” Rocket smiled softly, getting bolder and he shuffled until he was sitting in her lap, “Then that settles it then.” he grinned, staring at her cheekily.

“What are you staring at me like that for?” She smiled at him shyly back, “Nothin’, just you wait.” He leant up, nuzzling the side of her cheek as she wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him to her chest.

The two sat there for a moment, taking in the view. Rocket would occasionally look up and look at her, and sometimes when he did, he would meet Y/N’s gaze too, as he would get embarrassed and would look down, making Y/N laugh and gush at how cute he was. He really was afraid, but he was happy to be looking forward to the future and what it entailed.

The two walked slowly back over to the cockpit, a meeting would take place soon and she was willing to listen to what the plan would be and how the Gauntlet would be collected. “I don’t know how I was lucky enough to get someone like you.” Rocket begun, “You were yourself Rocket, you managed to let your walls down and allow someone to see you for who you really were.” Y/N smiled down at him, as Rocket smiled softly, looking away embarrassed.

The two rounded the corner, as they were greeted by Gamora walking in the opposite direction, “Hey, can I talk to you quickly?” She was asking Y/N, as she looked to Rocket, “I’ll meet you in there, save me a seat.” He nodded, looking between Gamora and Y/N once again, before walking away and out of sight.

Y/N followed Gamora into a small area, as the two sat there in silence, “Are you and Rocket...” She begun slowly, as she looked to her, but Y/N knew what she wanted to say, “We kinda wanted to keep it hidden for a while.”

“Oh...” Gamora said, as she looked awkwardly away, “I-I’m sorry... for not trusting you earlier. It takes me a while... to really trust people. I want to thank you for saving us from time to time...” Y/N was surprised by Gamora’s apology, as she smiled.

“I get it, I was someone brand new coming into your group, someone you would be unsure of. I would feel the same if that was me. You don’t need to apologise Gamora, I forgive you.”

Gamora smiled at her for the first time since she ended up in the group, a smile of gratitude, “So... no hard feelings?” She asked, as Y/N shook her head, “None at all, we can start over when this is all over.” Gamora nodded, genuinely pleased with how it went.

“Let’s go to this meeting then.” The two stood and walked back to the area where the meeting would take place. Upon entering, she spotted the other Guardians, Peter looked over to Y/N, then at Gamora, as he gave the thumbs up, Y/N rolled her eyes but nodded her head to him as he looked happy himself to see the two of them getting along now.

Y/N walked to sit next to Rocket, “How’d it go?” He asked, “Rather well, we’ve settled our problems and seem to be getting on now.” Rocket nodded, happy to know that they were friends now.

The meeting had finally finished, and the plans were settled: more enemies were coming their way to both collect the Gauntlet and to kill them and Zerron’s men too. The plan settled was that by tomorrow, they would’ve made it to the planet that had the Gauntlet located.

There would have to be no time wasted, grabbing it and traveling as quickly as they could back before the enemies were close by, it was mainly so lives weren’t lost, since we would need as many men as we could to survive, and head to Xandar, where the Gauntlet would remain in the property of the Nova Corps.

“The plan could go either way tomorrow,” Y/N spoke to Rocket, as the two laid beside each other on the mattress. “ We could all survive or we could all die, as long as we work together. “You’re starting to sound a lot like Zerron.” Rocket chuckled as Y/N playfully smiled at him back, “That’s what happens when you’re looked after by him for 19 years.”

“.... You never talked to me about your life on Terra.” Rocket changed the subject quickly to her, surprising her as she stared at him in brief silence, “There wasn’t much for me back home,” she looked down quickly, “I lost my parents when I was very young. Then lived with my abusive aunt, since she was the only relative left or willing to look after me.” She coughed awkwardly, “Then Zerron found me and looked after me as his own.”

“How’d you get your name, ya know Iris?” He asked quietly. Y/N smiled at the memory, “My dad used to read about the planets and galaxies outside Terra, when we came across one called Iris Nebula.... I guess the name kinda stuck to me.” She laughed quietly.

“It suits you well.” He moved closer to her, until she could feel his breath along her skin, making her shiver, “but I prefer Y/N more.” He smirked. Y/N sighed as she ran her hand through his fur, yawning as she begun to feel more tired, “It’s late and tomorrow is gonna be busy, we should sleep.” She said, as she laid on her back to get comfortable, Rocket now laying on her chest.

“Ya know,” he smirked, “the others are asleep, and we’re the only ones awake...-” “We sleep Rocket.” She kissed his cheek as she pulled him closer to her chest, as she smiled listening to him mumble incoherently. She grew more tired as she closed her eyes, her breathing fanning out as she let sleep take over.

The early morning arrived, and everyone was getting to their stations and getting ready to prepare to fight and get the Gauntlet. Y/N was with the Guardians, since it was Peter and her job to grab the Gauntlet and hurry on their way back before things got messy.

“And don’t listen to him, don’t follow him if he says to go somewhere that’s unsafe...” Y/N was listening to Rocket’s ramblings on her safety as she bent down to his height, “You know me Rockie, I won’t get myself hurt, Peter will protect me if things go bad.”

Y/N watched his ears twitch at the nickname she gave him as he shook his head, “I know that, just... be careful, that’s all I’m askin’.” She stroked the top of his head, his eyes closing blissfully as she bent down to kiss his cheek once again, “I’ll be fine, I promise.” He almost leaped for her, jumping and wrapping his arms around her neck to hug her tightly, worried that she wouldn’t make it back to him.

“We should get going.” Peter called as he smiled at the scene in front of him, “I’m coming.” She called back as she stood up, placing her mask on as she gave Rocket one last glance before leaving the Milano with Peter by her side.

The two walked in the dense forest areas, the planet was once a civilization, but due to unknown circumstances, it crumpled and the people perished, leaving only now forests.

“Now, if I was a giant Gauntlet, where would I be hiding?” Y/N pondered as she asked Peter, as he held an electronic device, “Probably in the most sacred building there.” He pointed as the two looked over at the large temple/building that was still standing. It was covered and surrounded by vines and the material looked to be ancient.

The two begun jogging through until they made it inside, Y/N glanced as she looked back at Peter who was taking his Walkman and skipping through his tracks, “What are you doing? Is this the best time for this?” Y/N asked as she could see that Peter was smiling back at her through his mask, “Relax,” he breathed, “it helps me work better.” he pressed play as the song begun to play through the speakers of the Walkman loudly.

The two walked through, Peter dancing and wiggling his hips in an old-man way as Y/N stared at him in disbelief, “You dance like an old man.” She laughed as he gasped, “These,” he spun around, “were well-known moves back then.” he kicked up his leg as Y/N couldn’t believe what she was witnessing.

“Leave those moves for Gamora.” She laughed as the two continued their way through the temple, jumping over gaps and traps as they made it into the locked entrance. Y/N managed to open it with ease, as they entered, the first thing they were greeted with was the Gauntlet, sitting there in all of its glory.

“Holy shit.” Y/N breathed out, taking in the Gauntlet as it sat surrounded by electrical bars. “How are we going to get it?” Y/N asked as Peter moved forward, “Watch and learn kid.” Y/N huffed as she watched him take out small round metal ball, the same size as a baseball and hold it near the bars.

The Gauntlet begun to shake as if it was magnetic towards it, sliding with ease out from the bars as it shot out, Y/N catching it with ease. “This thing is heavy.” She huffed as she placed it into her bag that was slung around her back. “Let’s go.-” The building begun to shake for a second, something had hovered above them, as dust and small parts of debris fell from the ceiling. The two looked at each other, before they twisted on their heels and ran out of the room, “YEAH LET’S GO!” They both quickly shouted at the same time, running out as the temple begun to shake more and more, more parts of debris and ceiling was starting to fall, trying to hit them, but they ran and ran, until they were outside, running back through the forest.

Y/N looked back one last time at the temple, feeling relieved that the temple had collapsed and they weren’t inside. The closer they got back to the ships, the more noises and shouting they could hear, gunshots ringing out in the air, “Shit.” Peter and Y/N ran faster, their weapons at the ready as they opened up into the clearing, seeing that there was now what seemed like hundreds of enemies attacking those who remained, bodies were everywhere as Y/N ran faster, knowing that she had to get to Rocket quickly.

The two begun firing at enemies, Y/N using as many bombs as she could muster as she fired shots around until she ran out of ammo. “I need to get to the ship!” Y/N shouted out as she covered, “I’ll cover you!” Peter shouted back as Y/N ran back along the open, avoiding guys and bullets flying all around.

She made it inside the Milano as she searched high and low for a useful weapon lying around. She found one eventually, one of Rocket’s more larger guns, and as well as some more ammo for her own gun.

“Y/N!” She turned back to see Rocket at the entrance, Groot on his shoulder as she bent down taking in if he had any injuries, “We need to get outta here.” He said as Y/N nodded, “Find the others, I need to get this to Zerron!” “Y/N wait-”

“Just go please!” Y/N called back as she ran out running along and shooting those as she finally found Zerron, “We need to go! I’ve got it!” She shouted as Zerron collected as many men he could as they hurried back, “Where’s the rodent?” He asked, “Back at the Milano, trying to find the others-” She was suddenly jolted a shot ringing in her ear as she was thrown to the ground, “Y/N?!” She heard her name being called as she noticed her mask was cracked and fell off her face, she didn’t realise she was being pulled back to her feet and was being carried/dragged by Zerron into his ship.

“You’re fine, yer fine, just a flesh wound.” He breathed as he moved to the cockpit, ordering men that were still alive around as one went to find a first aid kit. The ship begun to hover in the air as it shot up into the atmosphere and back into space.

Y/N clutched her bleeding head, worried about the others and if they had made it out alive, “Yer boyfriend is fine, you however ain’t.” Zerron spoke as Y/N’s breathing started to slow down, her head pounding as she heard the blurred and distant noises of shouting.

She just managed to look up through her foggy E/C eyes, briefly widening as she saw what was coming straight towards them.

A large bomb.

With all the strength she could muster, she stood quickly to her feet as she collided into Zerron just in time, the bomb just about missing him as it breached the windows, air rushing inside as everyone was flung outside into space, the ship exploding loudly beside them.

Y/N just about realised she didn’t have her mask anymore to help her breathe as she was slowly loosing the air to breath, Zerron was holding her as they spun and spun in the air of space. She could just about hear what he was saying to her, as she noticed her was breathing fine, until she realised he was using something to help him.

With her S/C skin now turning blue and her E/C eyes looking more bloodshot, she watched as Zerron took off the device from his chest and placed it on the side of her arm, instantly being encased around a layer to help her breathe.

She coughed, as she screamed, holding onto Zerron as he smiled, “DON’T DO THIS TO ME, PLEASE! TAKE IT PLEASE!” She tried to rip it off her jacket, but Zerron silently placed his hand over it, making sure that she didn’t take it off. “ZERRON!! DON’T DO THIS! ZERRON!” She shook him violently, tears slipping down her cheeks as she watched his red skin form bubbles and ice, his eyes turn all red as he smiled at her, tapping the side of his broach as she realised that he was trying to say to her that she would always be a Scavenger, and also saluting her a farewell.

And with that, Y/N cried loudly as she watched her ‘father’ suffocate and die in her arms.

It was silent inside the Milano, Y/N was sitting on the bed as she clutched the bandages that had been wrapped by Gamora. She had been left alone, alone to cry to herself after she blamed herself for the death of Zerron, as she held up his broach, more tears silently cascading down her face as she silently sobbed.

“Iris...” She looked to the doorway, as she saw Peter standing there, littered in bruises and small wounds that had been bandaged, “I haven’t heard anyone call me that in a while.” She breathed, her voice was quiet and hoarse from screaming and crying so much, mainly that she was carried away from his body by Drax.

That was two days ago, and she still hadn’t left her room, “I’m... so sorry about that.” Peter begun as he watched her sob louder, pulling her into a hug, “It was my fault, he sacrificed himself to save me.” She cried.

“He cared for you Y/N.” She sobbed once again, “He did, and all he wanted was to call me his daughter, but I said before that he never would be.” Peter hugged her tightly, “We miss you all you know, Rocket isn’t the same without you, he’s hasn’t eaten of slept...”

Y/N was quiet for a bit, “You can send him in if you want to, he probably wants to see me.” Y/N breathed heavily as Peter smiled reassuringly at her, “I’ll go and find him for you... but about Zerron.-”

“He’s a R'zahnian, their way of funerals would want him to be made into a firework.” She sighed as she turned to him, “He wouldn’t want me to mourn for him.” She said, “He would’ve wanted me to be strong.” “Which you are.” Peter said, “You’re strong Y/N, with the right support and people around you, you’ll get through this.”

Y/N nodded as she hugged Peter back, “Thank you Peter.” He nodded, “Anytime. I’ll go get Rocket for you, I’ll be back shortly.” with that, he left her room.

Y/N sighed in sadness, taking off the necklace around her neck and looking down at it, the same one she was given to from her parents, specifically from her mother before she passed. She ran her finger along the necklace, absentmindedly fiddling with it, until a small click! brought her to look down.

The necklace was now open as she worried that she had broken it, until she spotted something that looked to be crumpled into the inside of it. Curious, she took it out, and realised it was actually a bit of folded worn paper stuck inside. She unfolded it, until she saw it was actually a letter.

She read the small cursive writing, the writing unfamiliar to her:

My precious darling Y/N,

I’m sorry I wasn’t able to see you on your 2nd birthday, you knew mummy wasn’t feeling well for a long time. By the time you’ve read this, you’ll be much older, but I will be in a better place. Your father will look after you and cherish these moments with you, he and I love you very much, more than the stars and galaxies around us.

I will always be with you, from all corners of the world, and whether you go and travel, I will be right by your side. I’m proud of you my sweet girl, and I promise we will meet again one day.

Love you forever, my little growing flower. Mom xx

Y/N read the letter over and over again, taking in the words as she smiled softly, more tears falling as she was obvious to the person standing by the door, “Y/N?” She turned to see Rocket standing there. She saw how battered his fur looked as he too looked like he hadn’t slept in a week.

She stood to her shaking feet before walking to him, stumbling but managing to keep her footing as she kneeled in front of him. The two sat there for a moment, watching each other as Y/N felt more tears brim to her eyes as she leant down and hugged him to her shaking body,

Rocket hugged her back, reassuring her with words as he stroked her H/C hair softly. “I’m sorry- I should’ve listened to you- I shouldn’t of gone-”

“Quiet.” He mumbled, “I’m not angry, I’m just... glad you’re here in one piece.” She felt how he squeezed her briefly, “I was so worried I would look ya toots.” He hushed her as he stared at her, “As long as you’re here, in my arms, I’ll be okay.”

They hugged for a while, as Rocket pulled away, his eyes glancing from her eyes to her lips as he carefully leant up and captured hers, kissing her soft and quickly.

They pulled back, Y/N blushing as she looked at him, “It’s been a while since I did that...” He chuckled as Y/N smiled, kissing him softly on his nose, “I won’t judge.” She went to stand but Rocket held onto the ends of her jacket, “One more.” He murmured before they kissed once again.

One week later

“Is everyone ready?” Peter shouted from the cockpit, as everyone hurried from where they were to sit in their seats, Y/N and Rocket being the last two to get to the cockpit. “Alright lovebirds, get in your seats, no hanky-panky though.”

“QUILL!” The two shouted as he laughed as well as Drax, “I am Groot!” Groot beamed, he was starting to look bigger than before as he sat on Y/N’s lap, “Where to Star-Lord?” Y/N asked.

“We have a task given to us by the Sovereign, seems like it could be a big job.” He said. “We’ll follow your lead then.” Gamora smiled beside him as he smiled back, “Let’s go then guys!” He beamed, starting the engine as the Milano zoomed off out of the atmosphere.

THE GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY WILL RETURN! THE END!

This is the last chapter of the Rocket x Reader story, hope you enjoyed it!

[shadowgirl01]

Confession in a song (RocketxReader)

Disclaimer: This story was inspired from Grace, the fandom writer in YouTube. Her stories are truly inspiring to make other stories besides hers, so I encourage you check out her videos and please give her a lot of love, by leaving likes to her videos. I also hope that you enjoy this story, and I'm sorry if it's long.

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I was only thirteen y/o when I was stolen from my home, and sold to an refinement center, where they make strong and lethal people from pain and tests. I was know as 89P16, and I was going through over twenty different procedures, which was very painful for me. I never had anyone to talk to, at least that's what I thought.

After three years, I was sixteen when Nova corp. found me and took me to their hospital, and I was scared about needles or injections. Every time I saw a needle going to my skin, without trying to calm down, I faint for about 5-10 minutes. My fear only grew stronger every time I saw it pointing towards me, but I learned that when I sing, I lose thought of the needle on me. When Nova found out about this, they thought that I could be in a group of people after all.

Now I'm eighteen, and I've been with the guardians of the galaxy for two years. I was only good at tending wounds, and singing. They notices that when I sing in a stage, at a bar, they found out that when I sing, you show your emotions and when I'm done, the beekeeper pays me 1,800 units, which to them was quite surprising. I earned the name, "Vocal Angle." I kinda liked the name, and grew with that name.

I couldn't help but fall in love with the one and only, Rocket Raccoon. I didn't know why I fell in love with him, maybe it was because I liked to feel small from his harsh ways of treating me. He would always find out that I was the one sorting out his tools and makes his workspace clean and organized, even though he appreciates it, he always says to let him know, before I do anything.

I was often confused about it, but when we had to sit next to each other. Rocket would just flat out refuse to sit next to me. I did understand his behaviour, and when I asked the crew about it, they had different answers, which made me even more confused. "He's just being an d#ck," Quill would say, while he looks at the screen in search for, Gamora. "Perhaps he's having difficulties opening up to you," Mantis would say. "He's being a stubborn furry guy, as always," Drax would tell you as he sharpens his blades, which scares me. "I've been by his side for five years, and he's just having issues after what happened," Nebula would answer while looking at my eyes. "I am Groot(I can't say.)" Groot would say as he plays his game, even though I couldn't understand him. "Maybe he's being cautious towards you, (y/n)," Thor replies.

After I cleaned the dishes and stovetop from breakfast, Quill came to the kitchen, and asked me, "Hey (y/n), you feeling okay?" I nodded, "yeah I'm fine, why?" He answered, "because I noticed that you were quite spooked when you saw rocket at your door." I stopped. I guess I've been found out, I thought to myself. He asked again, "is it because of Rocket, you've been down recently?" I nodded again, and he laughed. I punched him in the arm asking in a shout, "What's so funny?!" He stopped then answered, "you didn't have to feel abused just for him to love you." I shook my head, "no, it's not that. I know how much pain he went through because before you guys took me in from the Nova Corp., I was experimented from the same laboratory he was from, and I manage to move on from three years of abuse, yet I'm still scared of needles, or injections." He then understood where I was going, and said that he'll drop this conversation. I nodded and went to my room to prep it up better, which took an entire day, and when I was done, I fell to my bed, passed out.

One night I heard a scream, it was Rocket's voice. I rushed to his room and asked if he as alright, he answered, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a nightmare, that's all." This was the first time I saw him without his suit, and he only had boxers on. I also noticed he looked more scared then his usual self. I knew what was in his nightmare because of his eyes of experimental abuse.

I knealed in front of him to be at his eye level. "Rocket, I knew that fear in your eyes. You had that nightmare, did you? The reason I know, is because I had that same nightmare, too. You probably know about this, but I too was experimented as, '89P16' at my three years of abuse. I know how that felt, to be torn apart, and put back together, created into you don't want to be." Rocket looked right into my eyes, and I noticed that he must've been crying in his sleep because his eyes were hot pink. He was looking at me, shocked and sad at the same time. He then understood how much I felt, by placing his left hand on my right shoulder, telling me, "I'm so sorry, (y/n). I didn't know you went though the same amount if suffering like me, and I'm sorry about the way I was treating you." I told him when I placed my hand on top of his while looking down, and at my left, "I get it. I'm not the best girl you met in the entire galaxy." He shook his head and placed his right hand and lifting my chin, "no (y/n), you are actually someone I can relate to. You always put up with my crap, and became my friend even though I didn't want you to. Not only that, you went thought the same abuse I went through. If anything, you moving on from that pain and suffering, is quite a brave move for a young woman." I looked into his eyes, hoping that he was lying, but I saw honesty and a spark of love in his eyes. I blushed, "Well, your my inspiration to move forward after all." He looked at me, and pulled me into a hug. I was shocked and slowly returned the small and gentle embrace, by wrapping my arms around his small waist. I notice that where my head was, his fur was so soft and fuzzy. I moved my face close to his neck, to feel his fur on my face. He shivered at my touch, and purred. I then petted his head, and he was tense at first. I told him, "it's okay, it's okay." He then relaxed after a few seconds, and I began to sing a little song I remembered mom singing to me when I was six.

Let's go in the garden. You'll find something waiting. Right there where you left it, lying upside down. When you finally find it, you'll see how it's faded. The underside is lighter when you turn it around. Everything stays, right where you left it. Everything stays, but it still changes. Ever so slightly. Daily, and nightly. In little ways, where everything stays.

Rocket's POV

She sang so passionately, that when she almost finished the song, I began to feel tired. I didn't think I could find a girl to put up with me. I figured a girl with no common sense could like me, but here she is. I asked her, "(y/n)?"

"Hm?" I swear her voice can end me, "(y/n), why do you put up with me?" I honestly didn't mean to sound desperate.

Reader's POV

I did felt heartbroken when he asked me that. He probably didn't know why I was often sticking my neck out for him when he was in his bad moods. I told him while looking at him, " I put up with you, is that you still feel pain from the past. I can tell, and I'm willing to help you let the past go. I even began to notice how you look at me when you thought I didn't noticed. I'm just glad to be with you, and your team, because you guys made me feel the one thing I thought I wouldn't feel again." He looked at me and asked, "what?" I told him, "you guys made feel like I was part of this family, and allowed me to call this ship, home." I kissed his nose and he looked shocked, and chuckled, "Screw this I've waited long enough." He then pulled the neck of my shirt and gave me a passionate kiss. I was shocked, and slowly kissed back, with my arms around his waist again. He deepened the kiss and brushed his tongue to my lips, asking for an entrance. I accepted and his tongue roamed in my mouth, as mine did for his, gaining dominance.

After twenty minutes, he and I parted to breath. Rocket then stated, "You...You kissed me back." I explained with a smile, "Of course, I did. I love you, Rocket." He hugged me and in tears, "I love you too, (y/n)." I calmed him down, and sang the song again. After five minutes of singing that same song, I noticed that he was breathing evenly. He must've fallen asleep, I thought. I carried him into bed, but as I was about to lay him down, he held onto me, muttering, "Please stay with me, I don't want the nightmares again." I smiled and laid in bed, with his head on my chest. I was falling asleep and sure enough, he and I had the most wonderful dreams of each other, sitting in the beach, looking at the sunrise.

[catu-munchkin]

Imagine GotG #157 [RocketxReader]

A/n: Yoo!! It’s me, little mates! Yurio!! I’m so sorry for not posting every monday as I told so, but things have been crazy lately. Anyways, here it is, my next RocketxReader fanfic, I really hope you enjoy it! <3 

Summary: Rocket got really drunk and aggressive during one of your stops at Knowhere, but you saved the night!

Imagine GotG #157 [RocketxReader]: Imagine comforting Rocket after he gets really drunk and aggressive at the bar at Knowhere.

It was a common night, at  a usual bar at Knowhere, the place you and the Guardians of the Galaxy visit very often to get some deals, to get information and for, time to time, have a drink.

During the night, everyone were on their own business, but you, without notice, spent the night talking with Rocket and both of you began to get drunk together.

You liked Rocket, you liked him so much that you were always ready to help him with his bomb work, just to end apologizing with him because you don’t know how to build a bomb. Also you always volunteer yourself to help him to fix the ship or to anything he would do, you do this just because you wanted to be near to him.

On the other hand, Rocket also felt something for you, that was the reason why he would always let you help him, even though you had zero knowledge about building a bomb and not to mention about fixing a ship. But there was something about you that he liked, maybe it was your personality, maybe it was your skill to kick asses anywhere and anytime, or maybe it was the fact he enjoyed your company and maybe, just maybe, he, for the first time in his life, was truly falling in love with someone.

“I like your rifle, Y/n… I really like it, and I'm not kidding!” Rocket said with a happy tone on his voice and you just blushed like crazy.

“My rifle?! Why though?” You asked, trying to hide your blush as you played with your (long/color) hair.

“I-I dunno, I like it- I like it because it is a good rifle and you handle it very, very well...” He added and you laughed shyly. Then you took your beer and excused yourself and walked towards Peter.

“Wait-! Where are you going?” Rocket asked as you were leaving. “ Oh- uh… I think Peter is calling me, I'll be right back! Okay?” You replied as you put your hand on Rocket’s shoulder.

“Okay, then…” Rocket dropped his furry ears a bit but smiled at the memory of you blushing and smiling.

When you finally got where Peter was, a.k.a. your best friend in the whole galaxy, you were so excited that you almost slip.

“Peter! Peter! Peter!!!!...” You yelled as you sat next to him interrupting his conversation with Gamora.

“Rocket said he liked my rifle! Do you think that was a compliment or… or just a random thing?” You said as you blushed like crazy and jumped on your tiptoes and watching to not to drop your beer.

“Well, well, I think that was actually a-“ But before your best friend could answer he was interrupted by a loud noise of a table braking. You turned back to see Rocket on the ground and aiming his blaster directly to Drax head, again.

“Rocket…!” You said almost in a whisper as you dropped your beer and ran towards Rocket.

“Rocket, Rocket… Hey…” You said extending your both hands to make some room between Drax and him.

“What’s going on here?” You asked out loud as you looked at Drax and Rocket.

“He called me Rodent! Again! And I bet he will do it again and again!” Rocket yelled as he aimed his blaster to Drax, even though you were in front of him.

“Listen Rocket, you are drunk.” You cleared as you walked slowly to him.

“That’s true!” He answered and you made another step forward.

“And you are getting really aggressive!!” You added and stopped in front of him.

“That’s true!” and he answered again.

“You were fine just a few moments ago!” You complained.

“I was…!!!” He yelled back while he was preparing to pull the trigger.

“Rocket just- look at me, look at me and-” But you were cutting off by another yell from Rocket.

“What for?!...” He took a deep breath and continued. “What for, Y/n?!!... HOW ARE YA’ GONNA CALL ME, NOW??!!” Rocket yelled as some tears were falling over his furry cheeks. “How are ya’ gonna call me, Y/n?!! Rodent??! Vermin?!! Mons-!”

“Love!!” You yelled back at Rocket before he could complete that word.

“What?...” Rocket whispered.

You stood up firmly and brought one of your hands to your forehead and closed your eyes.

“I can’t believe I'm actually saying this…” You said in whisper to yourself.

“I… I like you, Rocket, a lot…” You finally confessed and Rocket froze right there as he dropped his gun.

You made another step to Rocket, then you crouched down and moved aside the gun.

“Y/n…” Rocket said as he looked directly in your (c/e) eyes as you were getting closer to him.

“That's why I would call you love...” You whispered to his furry ears as you lifted your arms shyly and wrap them around Rocket’s body.

First Rocket dropped the gun and stood tense but after a few words you told him, he relaxed and took a deep breathe.

“I'm here, Rocket, I'm right here…” You said gently as you brushed his furry head. Then, with one of your hands, you took the gun away and called for Groot, who was already back to his normal size.

“Groot, honey. We are going back to the Milano, okay? Help me with Rocket." You told to your dear tree friend, while he was coming from the crow.

Rocket was shocked, he was so surprised, confused and happy. He couldn’t find the words to say anything, so he remained in silence. The only thing he could do was breathe deeply to smell your scent, which made him crazy.

Groot stood up in front of both of you and you smiled shyly at him, but there wasn’t any reason to hide your feelings in front of Groot, then he held Rocket like he was a bag of potatoes.

You let out a long sigh and stood up completely, then you held the gun close to you and looked back at Drax with a really upset face.

"You owe me one, Drax!" You yelled.

“What? I could receive a shot of that gun and live! Because-!" You interrupted Dranx.

"I want to see 1,000 units in my wallet by tomorrow, or I will punch your face so hard, that you will be able to say ‘Hi’ to your wife!!!” You warned as all your face turned deep red because you realized the situation; it was you defending the man you fell in love.

Then you turned back to Groot and all of you went back to the Milano.

“ So… if I were you, I would listen to his warning, pal.” Peter Quill, said as he patted Drax's shoulder.

“ They are quite a pair…” Drax commented.

Fin.

Bonus*!

To next morning, you went to common room, where the whole crew were. As you entered the room, you saw Rocket, and your heart began to race and your face blushed slightly, then you saw Drax and walked away from him, but suddenly he yelled your name.

“Y/n…!!!” You stopped right there on your tracks and looked back at him.

“Y-Yeah?” You replied.

“Here’s our deal.” Drax said as he took your tiny hand and out on it a small kind of diskette, it was the one thousand units you told him, he should pay you for saving his life.

“Ahhh… T-Thanks, Drax.” You said shyly as you laughed nervously.

Then you made your way up the flight deck, there you took a seat and let out a logh sigh. But your little time relaxing was cut none else than Rocket.

“Hey!!” He said.

“Oh, hi.” You replied back.

Then there was silence.

“So… Last night when I told you I liked your rifle…” Rocket commented as he walked towards you.

“Yeah?” You replied.

“What I was trying to say was… That I actually like you, Y/n.” Rocket said as he stood next to you and shrugged looking away.

You blushed and looked at Rocket with lovingly eyes, then he looked back at you and smiled back.

[lazarel-3000]

Oh my God, first of all!! I love the way you write him and the Reader!!! It's so cute and filthy--I love it 😍😜❤️

Also;

"ignoring how much poundage rocket canonically gets in the comics and going hard with i-don't-know-how-to-flirt-or-what-to-do-if-it-works rocket from the movies"

It still trips me out how freaking popular he is in the comics with the ladies and the fact that he does not discriminate--mf goes for all types! Lol I love that for him, and tbh I wish I had read the comics before writing my fic but James Gunn's Rocket is also so delicious bc how sad he is and oohh you just want to love on him!!! I'm rambling now to say I will read the fuck out of everything you write! You're like my favorite rocketxreader writer right now!!

i'm on a roll (finally) with the latest rocket fanfic, so here's a teaser for it.

lemme tell you i am 100% goofing the plot, ignoring how much poundage rocket canonically gets in the comics and going hard with i-don't-know-how-to-flirt-or-what-to-do-if-it-works rocket from the movies (timeline-wise, specifically emotionally damaged rocket between infinity war and end game).

working title: highlight of my lowlife

“Look, I’m going to be real with you. I am going to make a bad decision that’s going to impact the rest of my life. Either I’m going to go blow my ex,” you jerked your closed fist at you mouth in a crude blowjob gesture before changing to a finger gun and pressing it against your temple, “or I’m going to blow my fucking brains out.”

The candor of your words was both concerning and utterly enchanting, as if you had bared your inner most thoughts to him countless times before. You were crazy. Absolutly insane. Drunk on trauma and high on mania.  

But so was Rocket. Who found himself so entirely beyond fucked up from the events of the day, from the Terran drugs hitting his system, from the way the florescent glow of the outdoor lights made you look like a heavenly visage. How else could he explain his inability to stop the words sliding off his liquor coated tongue, “Or you could blow me.”

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 11

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 11

The next day, Y/N woke up more sore than she would usually be, her back and arms sore, a slight pounding of her head was brought to her senses, as she groaned, sitting up. She was sober yesterday, so she remembered exactly what had happened, but she was unsure if Rocket would.

She was predicting if she would go and see if he was okay, but decided not do, getting a few more minutes to herself, as she threw her head back onto the pillow, shutting her eyes as she listened to the eerie quietness of the Milano.

"Y/N, you're needed, get up." The pounding of the metal door brought her to open her tired eyes once again, as she looked to her shut door, groaning softly, "I'm coming." She whined, but she didn't get up, waiting for Gamora to leave her door as she sighed in thought, contemplating what she would do.

Rocket's P.O.V

The first thing Rocket woke up to was the brightness coming in from the windows. He growled, his eyes shut tight as he rolled onto his side to avoid the light. "I am Groot?" He turned to the door, seeing that Groot had been standing there quietly, "What ya doing here Groot?" Rocket groaned quietly, covering his eyes with his paw as he rolled back onto his back.

"I am Groot..." Groot replied, "S' nothin‘." Rocket sighed, “I got drunk, that’s all.” He responded half-heartedly, “I. am. Groot.”

“What do you mean Y/N looked upset last night?” He asked, “I. am. Groot!” Groot crossed his small bark arms, “You want me to apologise for something that I don’t even remember!” Rocket rolled his eyes, “... I am Groot.” the sentient tree sighed in exasperation, “You’re not makin’ this any easier for me, ya know?”

Groot gave him a look of annoyance, as Rocket sighed in defeat, “Fine, I’ll try and go find her.” He jumped down onto the floor, walking past Groot as he left his bedroom. He walked down towards the basement, knocking on the door, “Y/N, ya there?” He hated the way his voice cracked, as he waited impatiently outside. “Where the hell is she?” He became more irritated, his tail swaying in annoyance as he walked away towards the main area.

“So, you like him?” He stopped dead in his tracks, luckily he hadn’t walked into the room, as he hid around the corner, peering into the room to listen carefully, “Did it look obvious?” His heart stammered from listening to her voice, “I... don’t know Quill, I don’t know what it is.” She continued.

“Well, is it 'Fooled Around and Fell in Love' type like?" Peter asked, "... Perhaps, it's just a stupid little crush." He heard her sigh heavily, "Maybe you should speak to him about it?"

"Are you serious? You know Rocket? I wouldn't hear the end of it if he found out!" To which he couldn't help but smile at the idea, "Look, you've got two options," the groaning of the seat implied that Peter was leaning back into it, "you keep this 'little crush' of yours hidden, not tell him, but die on the inside, or you can just spit it out and maybe, he might return the feelings."

"If this doesn't work Quill, you'll be the first to know about it!" Y/N interjected, making Quill laugh, "Why not tell him tonight, take him for a drink or out for a walk, I'll keep the others occupied and we'll have the ship fixed hopefully by then."

There was some silence from Y/N's side, "Fine, I can't believe I'm doing this." She groaned, "Well, better we change the subject so if he comes in, he hasn't heard what we were talking about, huh?"

"Fine, I can't believe I took relationship from an old man like you." Rocket could sense the smirk on her face, "I'm not that old!" Peter objected, as Y/N's laugh echoed through the room, making Rocket's heart stammer.

Rocket still stood there for a moment, trying his best to calm his hammering heart, "What are you doing?" He didn't mean for the scream to come out, as he glared up at the confused look from Drax, "Nothin', just lost in track."

"You were listening in on their conversation?" Drax asked, "NO! I'm wasn't!" Rocket was glad that he had fur, or else he knew he would've been blushing. "You love the human girl?" When Drax didn't receive an answer, he proceeded to laugh, loud.

"Dude!" Rocket was now embarrassed, crossing his arms and looking around, making sure no-one had come into the room, "This is hilarious, I must tell the others!" Drax wasn't expecting Rocket to jump up onto one of the nearest counters, his eyes dark and narrowed, teeth snapping, "Don't you dare."

Drax laughed once again at Rocket's antics, "You remind me of myself once," Rocket's face turned to neutral as he tipped his head to the side confused, "When I saw my wife, I was confused, she wasn't dancing, not even tapping her foot." He looked away, "I knew she was the one."

Rocket was utterly weirded out and more confused, "What's your point?" "My point is... you can't help who you fall in love with," Drax looked back to where Y/N was, standing outside and helping Peter with the broken wing, "especially for someone who is boring like her."

"She ain't boring!" Rocket objected, "She’s smart, pretty, she knows how to have fun,” Rocket smiled to himself, “and drink.” Drax sighed, “She’s perfect for you, you are just as boring as each other.” to which Rocket snarled his teeth slightly towards him.

“Gamora says she needs help with the boiler, says it’s not working.” Drax continued once again. Rocket face palmed, before nodding his head, “Fine, I’ll have a look at it.” He walked away, but the thing that Drax had spoken about was still on his mind.

“You can’t help you fall in love with.”

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 13

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 13

"I can't believe she straight up betrayed us!"

"The human girl was not to be trusted, but you let her into this group with welcomed arms! The person who should be paying for this is Quill!"

"I trusted her because she was someone that could get us to the Gauntlet in time!"

"Well, that's too late now, Zerron and his band of idiots have probably gotten it now!" Gamora shouted, "Look at us Quill," she gestured to the five, "We can't defeat them. We have a ship that barely works, Zerron will have this entire galaxy and all of us included killed!"

Rocket had spoken at all, but all the shouting above each other was beginning to get on his nerves, his ears twitching, teeth snarling more and more as he sat quietly, but it wouldn't take long before his anger would boil above.

"WILL YOU LOT SHUT YA TRAPS!" Rocket screeched above all of them suddenly, making everyone cease their arguments to a complete stop. The room had now quietened and felt like the temperature had gone from magma hot to ice cold.

"Rocket, you have a point you'd like to say?" Quill interjected. "As a matter of fact, I do." He breathed in before speaking, "YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF PHONIES IF YA THINK THAT WE'VE GONNA SIT HERE AND DO NOTHIN'!" Everyone was taken back by his abrupt change and shouting.

"SHE DIDN'T BETRAY US! THE FACT THAT SHE WAS TRYIN' TO PROTECT US WAS SOMETHING THAT YA ALL SWEEPED OVER YA DUMB KNUCKLEHEADS!" "You were always callin' her names!" He pointed towards Drax, " and you weren't given her a chance from the beginning!" he then pointed towards Gamora.

“I was the only one out of ya bunch to get to know her!” “I am Groot.” Groot mumbled, making Rocket roll his eyes, “She saved our asses twice before, she did it again, so that we could get out and find her.”

“Rocket... I didn’t think we were going to find her...” Gamora spoke up, “That bastard has her and he probably won’t keep her alive for it.” He hated seeming weak, his voice had croaked too many times during his shouting. “They have her... and I can’t do anything about it, he glared up at them, “BECAUSE YOU’RE ALL SITTING HERE ON YA ASSES AND CALLING HER A TRAITOR!”

Everyone was dead silent, taking in Rocket’s words carefully, deciding on what to do or say next, “As much as I don’t like saying this... but he’s right.” Peter begun, “Are you siding with him?” Gamora exclaimed, “She saved our lives too many times before, and we didn’t think much of it... it’s time that we save hers.”

Rocket stared up at the Terran in disbelief, “I don’t care if you’re not with me, if you don’t wanna come, say now.” Peter continued. Everyone was silent, as Rocket stood to his feet, “Count me in, you’ve already sided with me before and I can’t just leave her... we never got to finish somethin’ that had never started.” Peter smiled towards him.

It was next for Drax to stand, “You’re a strange man Quill.” he begun, “But if it’s to see the rodent happy, I’m in.” Rocket was about to interject that he was always happy, until Groot stood up happily onto the table in the middle, “I am Groot!” He beamed, as Rocket smiled at him.

Everyone’s eyes were now towards Gamora, “I didn’t trust her, due to her hurting us all... but I’ve been so blind from the beginning. I was only... trying to protect my friends....” she smiled, “my family.” she now stood up to join the others in her team.

They all smiled at each other, “Now, what are we waitin’ for.” Rocket smirked, “Time to get this old bucket workin’, we’re gettin’ my girl back!”

“You betrayed me.”

Punch.

“You betrayed your own family.”

Punch.

“You’re own flesh and blood.”

Punch.

“You’re lucky I ain’t killin’ ya here girl.” Zerron sent another flying punch to her stomach, as Y/N groaned, her arms being held up by two men as she couldn’t anything to defend herself. “You ignorant.” Punch. “Naive.” Punch. “Stupid little girl. I saved you from the hell from your stupid planet. I gave you food and shelter. I protected you from what was out there, and this,” Punch. “this is how you pay me back!”

“You didn’t protect me! You took me away from my home, MY planet, beat me up and made me feel weak, worthless! You threatened me countless times, day after day, that you’d eat me!” Y/N barked back, “Well, answer me this Zerron, I’m willing to know! Why?”

The punching had stopped briefly, everyone who was surrounding them had stopped their cheers and listened in, “So,” Zerron smiled a toothy grin, “The girl does bite back.” He sent a flying punch to the side of her cheek.

“I threatened you because I was makin’ you stronger, stronger to survive from what was out there.” He went back to jeering and sending punches to her stomach, “You were small, and we needed ya, you could fit in small spaces. I was only tryin’ protect ya like the father I was.”

“Father?” She sneered loudly, laughing abruptly, “You never loved me like a father should! Hell, have you ever had a daughter to protect? No father threatens to eat their suppose daughter!” She snapped.

“You treated me like shit, took away my toys and forced me to grow up! Tortured me to fight when no girl at the age of six should! When was the last time you saw me cry, play with my teddy bear, or even act like a little girl should? Never!” She could feel the tears threaten to fall down her cheeks but she bit down on the inside of her cheek before continuing, “You were never a father to me, and you never will.” She spat.

He was silent for a moment, “I never had a family of my own...” He spoke. “My father did the same to me, beat me and make me fight, I didn’t know any better, I always thought that was how fathers were suppose to show their love to their children.” Y/N was taken back, surprised by his words.

“Let her go.” The men holding her arms up released her, as she fell to the ground, “and come with me.” He moved away from the large formation of men around them, as she groaned, helping herself up as she stumbled to follow him.

She stumbled yet followed him, walking far behind as he stopped in front of one of the many shut doors inside the ship, “The Storage Room? Why did you force me to follow you here?” She was confused, “You never allowed me to come around here, or open the door to this room.” She continued.

“Remember when I said that I threw your toy outside the window that day?” She remembered that day: she was searching for her teddy bear for hours, and when she finally asked where it was to Zerron, he said that he had thrown it away in space, telling her that ‘little girls don’t play with dolls’.

“Yeah, how could I not.” She huffed, clearly showing exasperation towards him, “You cried for days, like you were mourning for that damn thing.” Zerron sighed, as he placed his hand on the scanner, before dialling a four-digit code into the panel, the words, SCAN DETECTED: SCAN RECOGNISED, and the door was opened, the hinges groaning as if it hadn’t been opened in years.

“I never told you everythin’, until now.” He pushed the door to open wider, Y/N being greeted by immense darkness. She couldn’t see everything, since it looked like there was no light, but what she saw surprised her the most.

All her toys, old clothes, tokens and things she had loved when she was little, all stored away and hidden from her. “I never knew why you liked these things.” Zerron huffed out a small chuckle, as Y/N glanced back to see him pick something up.

“But you always did love them.” He handed over the item to her, taking in the old material, old and worn out, but still recognizable, one of its beady eyes was missing, and the pink ribbon she remembered putting around its neck was still there, but ripped and torn from years of neglect.

“You kept all of this? Why didn’t you want me to use it?” She asked quietly, her voice felt hoarse and croaked, “There’s some things that I didn’t think were useful, but,” he picked a small yellow dress up, its material dusty and ripped, “I couldn’t bear to toss it away.”

She finally smiled towards him, a small tear slipping down her cheek as she walked over to him, opening her arms and hugging him,. She felt the man tense, as she realised that she was never allowed to hug him when she was young, he always said it made him weak. She didn’t expect him to wrap his arms awkwardly around her and initiate a hug back.

“Why? Why did you keep me here? After all these years?” Y/N asked after a moment of silence, “You were precious cargo, important to them.” the R'zahnian man spoke, “Them?” She was confused, highly, but before she could ask another question, a man came running to the door, “They’ve followed us!” Y/N was confused more by who had followed them, until she heard Zerron growl, “Them damn Guardians.” He had now walked off, walking towards the cockpit, “Zerron wait!” She called after him, running to catch up with him, but due to her small height and his tall 6’2ft one, he was only just walking in large strides.

Once they got to the cockpit, the other men were waiting as Zerron looked out, “What the hell is that?” one of them asked, as Y/N was near enough to hear, catching her breathe as she too looked out.

The Milano was just metres in front of them, and she recognised Peter and Rocket sitting in the front, with little baby Groot on Rocket’s shoulder.

“I believe you have something of ours, a fellow member of the Guardians,” Y/N felt her heart stammer in relief when she heard Rocket’s voice, “Hand her over or else you will receive a personal bomb, courtesy of me,” Y/N spotted Drax holding a large bazooka outside on the roof of the Milano.

“You have five seconds,” at that everyone on the ship was shouting and grabbing weapons, threatening to fire at the much smaller ship. “Zerron wait,” she butted in, pressing a red button as she spoke, “ROCKET DON’T FIRE, IT’S ME!”

There was brief silence from the opposite side as everyone was frozen in their places, waiting for the next moves made, “IT’S HER!” She heard Rocket’s voice bellow from the other side, as she knew he was suppose to say it to his fellow team-mates quietly, without having the speaker still on.

“Toots, I’ve missed you, are you hurt?” She smiled, her cheeks reddening as she pressed the button again, “I’m fine Rocket, I’m not hurt, how did you find us?”

“Through the courtesy of moi.” Peter joined in, as Y/N smiled brightly, “Can this wait for a moment, what the hell do y’all want?” Zerron had joined in as he spoke into the speaker.

“A truce.” Peter spoke, “We join teams and go to find the Gauntlet together.” There was once again madness on Zerron’s ship, men shouting over other men, “I’LL BLAST YOUR BUCKET OF SHIT INTO SMITHEREENS!” “Zerron, we can trust them.” Y/N interrupted, as Zerron was very difficult to negotiate with sometimes.

“We think it would be best to find it so enemies like Thanos won’t be able to destroy the galaxy and all of us included.” She continued. “That would mean you wouldn’t keep it afterwards.” She breathed, as she heard the other men shout and join in, arguing that it was their way of life, she felt exactly like that once she realised, it would be difficult to get them to agree on something like this.

“Are you seriously going to agree with them?” One man butted in, gaining many agreements in the crowd, “They’re all cowards!” “Silence!” Zerron barked, “If you’re lying to me about this Y/N, you know what’ll I do...”

“Eat me?” Y/N smirked, as she knew that he could never do that, he had 19 years that he could’ve done so. “No, throw you out and let you die in space.” He seemed awfully serious, but she knew there was some regret in how he spoke to her, as if he didn’t mean it at all.

“We’ll agree on your terms, but if you’re lyin’, that rodent will be skinned and made into a coat for me to wear.” Y/N would know that there was some cursing from Rocket’s side as Peter spoke up once again on the speaker, “It’s a deal!”

“Quill, I’LL SKIN YOU MYSELF!”

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 10

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 10

"So what's the damage?" Y/N asked as she walked back into the main room once again, "Doesn't look too bad, the right wing is somewhat damaged, but can be fixed within a few days, 2 minimum." Peter replied, crossing his arms as he looked on.

"And the inside of the ship?" She asked. "Again, doesn't seem so bad." He turned to meet her gaze, "How's Rocket doing?"

"Stubborn as usual, but I managed to get him to rest, under the supervision of Groot of course," Y/N shook her head, "He's to careless."

"Careless? Tell me about it," Peter huffed, "It's not like someone decided to make a bomb that could make a killer plant." He smirked as Y/N rolled her eyes, "We would've been screwed if we didn't have it."

"There could've been another way." Peter walked off, Y/N slowly following behind him, "Like talking." "Like talking would've helped." Y/N scoffed. The two stopped, Y/N had caught Peter staring over at Gamora who was working on something with Drax's help.

"You're staring at her again." Y/N murmured, snapping Peter out of his trance, "I-I wasn't." He forced out an unnatural laugh, something that didn't trick Y/N, "Honestly, if you like her so much, why don't you just ask her out?" Y/N moved away, walking as Peter followed suitly after her, "Do you even know Gamora? That would end badly!” He whispered/yelled.

Y/N crossed her arms, “Look, you’ll never know unless you try.” She suggested, “If this gets me killed, it’s all your fault.” He walked away, “That would be a shame.” Y/N said, as she got a playful glare from Star-Lord, before he walked off to go help.

“Hey.” Y/N turned to where she sat, spinning in her chair to be greeted with a walking-around Rocket, “What did I say about getting up?” She scolded, moving over closer to him to inspect his wounds, “Get off, I’m fine!” He protested, swatting his paw at her, but she ignored him.

“How does it feel?” She asked, “As I said, fine.” she tsk’ed, standing up as she walked away to pack away some of the tools she was using, “I’m talkin’ to you, ya know?” Rocket called, as she stopped walking, turning back to him.

“Relax,” She breathed, “I’m not running off anywhere quickly, I’m going to find the others to know that you’re up.” She eventually found Peter, sitting alone and listening to music from his Walkman, the music was being played at a low volume, but Y/N instantly recognised the song, Fooled Around and Fell in Love.

“Hey, he’s up!” Peter exclaimed in an somewhat happy mood, once Rocket was near enough to him, Peter moved and went to ruffle his fur, “How ya feeling buddy?”

Rocket growled, swiping his harshly towards Peter’s hand still on his head, scratching him but not hard enough to draw blood, “Hands off Quill!” He growled, making Quill chuckled. Peter’s laugh died down quicker than normal, as he eyed the two of them, “What are you guys up to?” He smiled, seeing the two turn immediately flustered and embarrassed, “Quill!” they both shouted.

“Calm it you two, I’m just interested,” He smirked, leaning in his chair before he continued, “ you going on a date?”

He earned the unexpected glares and shocked expressions from both of them, “What? Quill, what are you on?” Y/N asked, rolling her eyes dramatically, “Ya mad Star-Munch!” Rocket face-palmed.

“Alright, alright,” Peter tried to not laugh too loudly, “it just looked like you too were getting comfortable with each other,” he winked, earning Y/N to blush furiously, This is what happens when I tease him about Gamora, I get teased myself. She thought, before sighing, “I was going out as a matter of fact, Rocket is willing to come as well.”

“Hell yeah I am! I can’t say no to a drink!” Rocket replied, “So, it is a date!” Peter quickly left, running with his Walkman as he turned the volume up, so the music was blaring louder when it came to the chorus.

“GOD DAMMIT QUILL!”

“Are you sure you should be drinking?” Y/N asked, pressing the glass filled with her drink to her lips, “I don’t think you should be getting drunk with you health.”

“Shuttup, I’ll drink as much as I need until I have to bury myself into an early grave.” Rocket growled, “Getting yourself angry won’t solve anything,” Y/N breathed as she turned to him in the bar stool she sat on, “We’re stuck here for who knows how long, we need as many arms if we come into a sticky situation.”

“I’m fine, listen,” He slurred his words already, Y/N noticed, since he did order more drinks than her. He was already downing his sixth drink, whilst she was on her second. “We’ll be fine, the lot of us, you need ta stop worryin’.”

Y/N laughed, shaking her head, “I’m not worried,” She finished her current drink, “I’m more worried about not reaching the Gauntlet in time.” Rocket tsk’ed himself, mumbling incoherently to himself in his drunken state.

“Hey babe, can I buy you a drink?” Y/N turned to her left, seeing a much large Achernonian man was leaning up against the bar, his deep purple skin and 6’4 ft height was something that stood out to her, “A prett’ thing like you shouldn’t be all alone.”

“She ain’t alone, she‘s with me!” The two turned back to see Rocket had managed to stand up in his bar-stool, unfortunately his height was nothing in comparison to the purple skinned man, “What’s a little rodent like you doin’ here?” He laughed, jerking his head back, as he jabbed a thumb back to what looked to be his friends, “Why don’t you join us babe? We’re much more fun?”

“She’s fine here thanks ya bastard!” Rocket exclaimed once again, “Rocket please-” “What’s a little thing like you gonna do?” The Achernonian man challenged him, and from what you knew, anyone who challenged Rocket would ever live again.

“I’ll tell ya!” Rocket was now standing on the table, his favourite gun had been pulled off his back and he was now holding it, aiming it towards his head, “I’ll knock those nasty teeth out of your dumb head!” He seethed.

This seemed to both surprise and frighten the Achernonian man, as he backed away and hurried away from the bar. The only sounds came from Rocket’s harsh breathing, as everyone was rather silent from the scene that had unfolded.

“Let’s go...” Rocket mumbled, as he jumped down from the stool and was already leaving. Y/N paid for the drinks as she hurried out to catch up with him, “Rocket wait!” He didn’t stop, seething and mumbling through gritted teeth to himself,

"Rocket, please, just stop walking." She grabbed onto his arm in both a gentle and forceful manner, jerking him back to stand facing her. "What was that back there? What was with the sudden outburst?"

"Just fuck off, okay? I don't wanna talk about it!" Rocket growled, jerking his arm out of her grasp as he looked to the ground, his ears flattened, "You could've gotten yourself killed back there! Do you have some kind of death wish?"

"I'm a monster Y/N! I'm a freak of nature, everyone thinks of me like that, even you I bet." He slurred, "I mean... loook at ya, ya pretty, and I'm just a hideous monster that should be killed."

"Rocket..." She bent down to his height, "I don’t think you’re a monster, or a freak.... you’re Rocket, and that’s that. I’ve never thought of you as those.”

“But what about them lot back on the ship? They call me rodent, vermin, rat, I could go on...” He kicked a small stone in front of him. “I’ve never called you that, have I?”

He paused, thinking back, before slowly in ashamed shaking his head, “Look, you’re drunk, it’ll be difficult more in the morning to remember this, so I suggest we go back and get some sleep before you do something that could get us either hurt or killed.”

He scoffed, “Speak for yourself.” He murmured, “I’m not the one drunk here.” She spoke, making him sigh in defeat. “Fine, but don’t tell the others ‘bout it, or else-”

“What, you’ll eat me?” She smirked, thinking back to the non-violent threats that were sent her way by Zerron, “N-No, I guess, uh.... whatever...” He shrugged. At the end of the evening, Y/N had to carry Rocket home, because he passed out cold the first step he took going back to the Milano.

“Night Rocket.” She whispered, shutting his door and walking back silently to her room, thinking back to the one compliment he gave her after thinking she was pretty. He’s drunk, he wasn’t thinking. She thought, tired as she let sleep consume her.

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Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 9

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 9

"What the hell do they want?" Peter shouted, steering and dodging the Milano from the incoming bombs and grenades coming their way. "What do you think? Of course they want her!" Rocket shouted from where he sat, "We need to get rid of them, either through destroying their or outrunning them." Gamora suggested.

"They're much bigger than us, we'll be blown up in a matter of seconds if we fight them." Y/N said. "Where do we go then?" Peter asked, Gamora was the first to action, pulling up a panel and scrolling and swiping along the metal screen, "We're coming up to an asteroid belt, 2 minutes!"

"That'll do." Peter swerved as the Milano jolted and spun quickly though the galaxy, avoiding asteroids. Y/N stood to her feet, running/staggering to the back of the Milano as she tried to keep her balance, "They can't get through!" She beamed, grinning as she looked backwards to them, "Wait, WATCH OU-!"

A loud and bright light erupted, glowing Y/N's skin as it reflected from the window. Y/N squinted, looking as her eyes widened, a small grenade flying through the gaps of the belt and flying straight towards them.

Peter jeered upwards, instead of the window being hit, the Milano jolted to the right, and the grenade hit the wing on the right hand side. The Milano screeched, before spinning and spiraling for a moment of utter chaos.

Warning sounds blared throughout the inside, Y/N was thrown to the floor, rolling and trying to stay upright and not hit anything that was flying around in the air. "Get back to your seat Y/N!" Peter shouted, as Y/N groaned, crawling towards a button on the wall. She smashed it with brute force, a yellow force field enveloping around, just so if there was an air breach, no air from the inside would be lost.

Y/N crawled quickly to her seat, before running back to her seat, "WE'RE GOING DOWN!" Gamora shouted, the ship crashing into other asteroids as the ship got more and more destroyed. "Peter, you're sh*t at controlling this thing!" Rocket shouted, "I've been driving this thing since I was 10 years old, I know what I'm doing!"

"I was genetically enhanced to controlling this scrap of metal! If there's one person who knows how to drive it, it’ll be me!" Rocket shouted back. "Guys! Can we leave the bickering to one side and survive this giant space battle?" Gamora interrupted. She's right, we need to calm down, this is the last thing we need to argue about. Y/N thought.

"What does the rat known about driving?" Drax asked, as Rocket shot him a glare, "Shut up!" He shouted, being stopped from a large crash, as everyone nearly fell out of their seats, "Peter! What's the nearest planet to crash land on?" Y/N asked.

"Over there!" Gamora pointed to the left, a bright blue coloured vortex shone just at the end of the asteroid belt. Peter looked around at each other, the looks they gave him told him that they agreed with the decision of going through, "Groot, put you seatbelt on!"

Groot jumped and scrambled around, before climbing quickly up into Y/N lap, clutching to her jacket close to him.

The Milano was steered abruptly, spinning into the blue vortex, the brightness of the light made everyone cover their eyes. Once the Milano had breached the atmosphere of the unknown planet, the ship was still falling and falling, not making effort to stop or break speed.

"Take cover!" Peter shouted, as everyone braced and covered their faces. The landing was harsh and all of a sudden, as everyone groaned, the Milano had crashed and was scraping along the ground, the paint-job was ruining as it made an abrupt stop in the middle.

"Is everyone okay?" Peter called, as everyone mumbled answers, "We need to get out of here, get your weapons and hurry!" Rocket rushed out, grabbing his gun and swinging it around to hold, the others grabbing their weapons and hurrying out of the ship.

The ship had crashed landed in a large clearing, close by to a unknown city and filled with civilians.  "They're here!" Y/N shouted, the six watching the ship crashing closely to where they stood, "Y/N, GET OUT THE WAY!" Y/N was suddenly shoved just at the last second away from the ship crashing in their way.

Y/N looked her way, once again seeing Rocket had knocked her away from being hit and crushed underneath the metal ship. Rocket sensed her staring at him, the two looking at each other for what felt like forever, Y/N could feel her cheeks burning, "T-Thanks." She murmured. Rocket got off, kneeling beside her as they took cover, "Just stay... just stay safe."

Y/N nodded, putting her mask on as the two jumped out, firing their weapons at the large group of enemies their way.

The fight had taken a while to finish, as there were some men that still remained. Y/N was bruised and beaten, "Where's Rocket?" She shouted to no-one in particular, spotting the flash of fur fighting someone, punching them before he was knocked back.

Y/N noticed how battered and bruised his fur looked, as she came running his way, "Rocket!" Once she was near him, she grabbed the gun that he had in his holster, pulling it to clutch it in his paws, "What... you doing?" Rocket growled through gritted teeth, meeting her serious gaze as his own eyes trailed down to the specific gun that she had improved. "U-Use it."

Rocket's eyes widened for a brief moment, and Y/N could see the look of utter pure excitement, his scowl being replaced with a sudden growing smirk, as he wasted no time, turning the safety off as he pointed towards a group of remaining men, firing towards them.

A small bomb hit the ground, as it grew and grew, until a large Plant grew out from the dirt, its vines swarming and grabbing nearby guys and swallowing them whole.

"FOR GOD SAKE ROCKET!! Y/N, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT MAKING BOMBS WITH HIM!" Peter shouted as he ran back towards the broken down Milano, along with everyone else, "JUST ROLL WITH IT!" Y/N shouted back, picking up a injured Rocket into her arms, as she ran back with them. With a final thunderous roar, the giant plant grew smaller and fit back perfectly into the bomb once again, as if nothing had happened.

It was dead silent outside, the only noises coming from inside once the six had made their way back into the Milano, their breathing shallow and hoarse, as they all stood around, no-one speaking. "Well, that happened." Peter spoke, as him, Gamora and Drax went to the cockpit once again.

"I am Groot?" Y/N didn't notice that Groot was watching, as Y/N still had Rocket in her arms, "H-He said... you were injured." Rocket pointed to her bruised arm, "Should get it checked out." His breathing was much deeper as she realised it sounded like he was struggling to breathe.

"That can wait, some people are more injured than myself." She moved to walk down to his bedroom, with him saying that he was fine, but Y/N ignored his protests, as she managed to find his room.

His room was large, larger than hers, and a complete mess: papers and blueprints were everywhere on the floor, desks and bed, alongside with some empty bottles and crushed beer cans further implied that he would get drunk often in his room.

She cleared a spot on the bed, moving everything to the floor, "Lie down." She demanded, as the small raccoon grumbled and groaned, before lying down on the bed on his back. Y/N searched around his room, nimbly looking blindly until she found a firstaid kit.

She moved back to him, sitting on the bed as Rocket noticed the bed softly dip on his left side, “You’re an idiot for going head on at those guys.” She said, “Look at you now.” She dabbed some rubbing alcohol onto a cotton pad, as she softly pressed it into his wounds. Rocket winced quietly, his eyes shut tight as he breathed out, “At least we got to see what that gun could do huh?” He quietly laughed to himself, “The look on Quill’s face.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at him, “Well, besides that, you got the most injured out of all of us.” She sighed, Rocket had noticed that her mask was removed as he could see that he face was just as bruised and scraped. “This carelessness will get you killed one day.”

“Look, I don’t need you worrying ‘bout me!” He barked, sitting up abruptly, and wincing as he grasped his side, “No-one cares ‘bout me, so why should you?” He asked, “Your team cares for you, Groot cares for you. I think everyone wouldn’t be the same without your presence.”

“Well, nice words of comfort sweetheart, but I ain’t buyin’ it!” Y/N smiled, as she gently placed a hand on his shoulder, “Trust me, they would care.” She stood to her feet, “Groot, stay with him and make sure he doesn’t move, okay?”

“I am Groot!” Groot beamed quietly, before climbing onto the desk and sitting in one of the nearest plant pots. Y/N moved to walk to the door, “Y/N?” This made her stop in her tracks, That’s the first time he’s called me by my first name. It felt like her heart was now in her throat, “Thanks... for saving my ass.” Rocket was ashamed in some ways, he didn’t like to be proven something and knowing he was on the wrong side. Y/N smile softly, “Don’t mention it.” Rocket didn’t notice his heartbeat faster when he saw her smile. When she finally left, Rocket breathed out heavily, Groot watching him carefully, “I am-”

“Don’t say that!” Rocket exclaimed in embarrassment, “I don’t like her like that!” Rocket tried to hide those thoughts in his head, ignoring how he smiled at her, how she got his humour and sarcasm the most, “I am Groot...” Groot knew he was lying, a smile on his face, “Y-Yeah... whatever... just don’t say it to the others.”

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Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 8

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 8

"What are you fixing?" Y/N looked up from her spot at the table, fixing at her weapons, fixing her gun mostly as she looked over at Peter as he sat at the cockpit. "Nothing..." She spoke quietly, as Gamora turned from where she sat in the other seat beside Peter, her eyes narrowed as she glared at her briefly, before tutting and turning back round again.

Y/N sighed, before continuing with her work, unaware of a pair of curious beady eyes staring at her movements.

"I am Groot." Rocket jolted, glaring hastily back at the small tree sitting beside him on the floor in the corner. "I'm not starin'!" Rocket whispered/shouted, his eyes darting back carefully to see if she wasn't looking.

"I am Groot..." Groot sighed heavily at his friend, even though Rocket was the only one who could understand him, Groot meant no harm in trying to anger or upset him, "What do you mean I should talk to her about making weapons?!" He was mortified, mostly that he was hesitate to even go out of his way to talk to her about creating or modifying weapons, and the fact that he was to stubborn to even lower his own pride.

"I am Groot." The tree reassured softly, smiling in an attempt to encourage him, as Rocket sighed heavily, standing to his height and slowly making his way over to the H/C haired female.

Upon knowing the presence of someone near her, she looked up, being greeted by Rocket Raccoon standing there hesitantly, "Can I help you?" Her tone asked otherwise that she was unsure of why he was here, and that her alone time to work was interrupted.

"You said you would help me with modifying my guns," he chucked his favourite small gun onto the table, "show me what you do." Y/N sat paused in her position, before a wide grin enveloped on her face, "Why, you can't do it yourself?" To this, Rocket snarled, huffing as he crossed his arms, "Please... I would've asked Star-Munch by now if I so wanted." to which he earned a quiet "Hey!" from the cockpit.

"Well, what exactly do you want me to do?" Rocket paused for a moment, thinking to the things he had seen that she could do with her weapons, "Your gun shot out a beam of vines, I want that," He grinned at the thought, "but better."

"Better? In what way?" Y/N leaned back in her chair, confused by his idea. This earned a small chuckle from Rocket, as he jumped onto a nearby box, his small furry legs swinging for a second before stopping.

"Better in any way that you can show me. I wanna see something that can be useful in a fight." She paused, thinking for a moment, "I thought you said that if you wanted a gun that could shoot out vines, you would've used Groot for help." She smirked, as Rocket snarled."Are you gonna help me or not?" She let out a 'tsk' sound.

"Alright, calm down buddy." She looked to the closest trinkets and gadgets surrounding her, before a plan came to mind, “I’ve got something. Something that I’ve never done before, but it could be useful if we need extra backup.” She beamed, gathering items in her hands as she took his gun, and begun opening up the parts to look inside.

“What ever could that be then?” Rocket asked casually, leaning his arm on the table as he leaned his head into it, “Just watch the master at work.” Y/N laughed quietly, as she continued her work, Rocket watching quietly by her side.

“They’ve been extremely quiet back there.” Gamora spoke to Peter from her seat, the two looking back to watch Rocket ask Y/N a question about whatever they were working on, “That’s the fastest I’ve seen someone ever get all friendly with Rocket,” Peter grumbled, “You know what he’s usually like, he barely meets the person before he has a gun to their face.” To which he chuckled to himself.

Gamora rolled her eyes, “You don’t think... he...” Peter looked at her confused, “He what?” He thought, before his eyes widened in realisation, “Rocket could like her?!” Gamora hushed him, “Don’t say it so loud!”

“Rocket really? I dunno, he might’ve found someone who just liked the same things he did.” He turned back quickly, “Like blowing up moons.” “He’s been acting too strange with her, I think she’s using him so then she could get information out of him in some way.” Gamora said.

“Gamora, you’re over thinking this.” Peter looked back to flying the Milano, “Whatever it is, he seems to be enjoying making something. Look at that face though,” Gamora turned, “tell me that’s not the face of someone having the best time making a bomb to destroy people?”

“Or it’s the face when you’re love struck with someone who could potentially get us all killed.” Gamora hissed, “Gam.” Peter smiled softly, and the green skin female assassin realised that it was a genuine smile to see on the usual beaming and overly cheerful face Star-Lord, “We’ll see if it’s something else, bonding or just straight up being lovey-dovey with each other.”

“Whatever, just keep your eyes up ahead.” She muttered, earning another chuckle as she tried to keep the small smile on her face from forming, “Yes ma’am.”

“There.” Y/N wiped her upper brow after working for what seemed like ages. “I present to you your new and highly modified gun.” She bestowed the weapon into Rocket’s paws, the gun felt exactly the same from before giving it to her to work on, “What does it do then?” He asked.

“Ah, that is a secret. A surprise for when you need it most, just,” she pointed towards the new button she had created, a red button on the side, “don’t. press. this.” She smirked, “T-Thanks... I guess.” He sighed, as he looked at the creation in awe, marveling its new makeover.“It’s nothing, been doing this since forever.” She brushed it off like it was nothing, stretching her back, “Who taught you this?” He emphasised towards his gun, “Zerron. He thought that since I was still too young to wield my own gun until I was 10, he thought it would be best to help in creating and experimenting with what I could make in terms of what he called, ‘giving bullets a complete makeover’.” She cleared her things whilst she continued, “By the time I was 10, he took me out to see what I could do.” She smirked to herself.

“I think he seemed impressed.” She beamed, “That’s why he used me as one of his own professional weapons experts and let me go on my own missions.”

Rocket went to say something, but a large jolt from the left side brought the Milano to sway abruptly, items falling off and onto the floor sharply as the group jolted from where they were, “What was that?” Drax called as he made his way into the room, trying to stay balanced as he ran to get to his seat.

“Everyone made their way to the cockpit quickly, “What the hell was that Quill? This is why I should’ve driven this old scrap.” Rocket exclaimed, “Can we talk about this later, we have company.” Gamora spoke up, as they looked at the rear camera, seeing a large fleet making their way towards them.

“Shit, why now?” Peter spoke, as he looked back to the others, indicating for them to get into their seats quickly. Groot rushed before jumping onto the back of Rocket’s shoulder, a look of worry in his large brown eyes.

“You know ‘em?” Rocket called towards Y/N as she looked back, “No, but they seem really friendly!” She spoke sarcastically. “Maybe we should say hi.” Drax suggested.

“That was sarcasm Drax.” Y/N mentioned, trying her best not to roll her eyes, “I know that fleet though. Zerron always had trouble with them.” She furrowed her eyebrows more, squinting properly as they suddenly widened, “Hit it.”

“Why, are they dangerous?” Peter questioned as he looked back to her, “If you want this ship to stay intact, I suggest getting the hell out of here.” She motioned, “They know I would be on this ship, and they want us all dead.”

“Well, what are waitin’ here for? HIT IT!” Rocket shouted, as Peter immediately shoved down the right control, the ship moving and speeding out of the way just in time before getting hit by a missile.

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Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 7

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters. But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all? She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late. But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 7

"Peter told me to give you these." Y/N looked up, jolting as a pair of clothes were thrown to her face. She inspected the clothes, before looking to Gamora standing there, "You really don't like me, do you?" Gamora huffed, crossing her arms as she made her way to her, "The others might trust you, but I don't. You saved us, but that doesn't mean you're our friends. You're just here for this mission and that's it, you'll go on your merry way after this."

Y/N huffed, a small smile on her face, "Unfortunately so, maybe by then, you'll trust me after this road trip has happened. You're gonna have to get used to me, this trip isn't just a day away, we're going to the far corners of the galaxy."

"Even when we do get there, I'll make sure that Quill kicks you off if you do something that risks our lives." Gamora threatened, "You like him, don't you? It's kinda obvious, he likes you too it seems." Y/N smirked. Gamora huffed in annoyance, "You have nothing to do with this or getting involved with anything about me or my life. Just because you're here, doesn't mean you're a member of the team." She walked away, turning briefly, "You have 2 minutes to get changed, then meet us all at the cockpit." And with that she left, leaving Y/N alone as she quickly changed.

Once changed, she quickly brushed out her H/C hair messily with her fingers, as she put her new boots on and left her room (it seemed the room in the basement was now hers), finding her way towards the front of the Milano.

Everyone was there, sitting and waiting, as she walked over to sit at the table amongst the other Guardians. Rocket was the first to notice her new look, his eyes shifting, before looking back down again.

"You're here, great, we can talk." Peter spoke as he tapped some of the monitors above his head behind them all, showing a large elaborated map of the majority of the galaxy. "So we're here," he pinched his fingers, zooming in to show the destination of the flying Milano, "and our destination is wayyyy" he dragged the map to the right, it still going and going, and going, "over there." he stopped eventually, the small destination showed its icon. “I know the planet,” Gamora replied, “Berhert is where Ronan talked about claiming next after destroying Xandar.”

“Why that planet? Aren’t the Sagittarians known to be selfish and snobbish?” Rocket asked, “But they had great resources that Ronan thought would be useful in finding the Gauntlet. He however, failed.” Gamora spoke, crossing her arms.

"How long would it take to get to it?” Drax asked, “From my calculations, if we’re traveling at this speed now, we could get to planet Berhert in less than a month.” Peter spoke, “Are you serious? By the time we get there Quill, Thanos would’ve already destroyed the entire galaxy.” Gamora proclaimed, “This better be one of your great plans Star-Munch, you’re not doing well so far.” Rocket snarled.

“There has to be a quicker way Quill.” Gamora sighed heavily, crossing her arms. Everyone was silent for a moment, before Peter’s eyes met Y/N’s calm ones, “Y/N? You got an idea?-”

“Your plan clearly will destroy the entire galaxy, but I noticed from the coordinates we’re not far from a short cut.” She stood to her feet, moving towards the monitor, “We could reach a magnet field, which we could jump through to get to the other side of the galaxy. There, it would take a few days to get the planet Berhert.” She turned, “How long would the entire journey take?”

“From here, it would take around 2 weeks, maybe even less if we’re quick and we don’t waste time in traveling.”

Everyone was in thought, “How long to the magnetic field?” Peter asked, “Around 2 days maybe?” “I see we have a good plan then.” Rocket remarked, leaning in his chair as he propped his legs up onto the table, “Wha- you follow her plan but not mine?”

“Oh please Quill, I’ve haven’t trusted your plans since day 1, it’s good to hear a new idea once in a while.” “The small human is correct, Quill’s plans are terrible in most cases.”

“They’re aren’t!”

“Hey, I’m not that short!”

“Can we concentrate with the plan?” Gamora hissed, “Look, if we follow through with this plan, how do you know we’ll get there?” Gamora’s question was towards Y/N, as the Terran girl sat down once again, “Zerron is using the exact coordinates to get to it too. He just has further to travel.” Y/N beamed.

“We won’t... travel into him would we?” Peter asked.

“Depends, he might still be using the tracker on me,” Peter’s eyes widened, “but he’s unpredictable. I’ve known him all my life, and he still comes out with some elaborated plans.”

“So that’s it then? This is the plan?” Peter asked his fellow guardians, as they either nodded or agreed quietly. “We’ll get moving then, shall we?”

“Sir, there’s been coordinates found, the Guardians are making their way to the planet Berhert!” a young male came into the control room, tall and having an athletic build, he had black locks and an undercut and bright lilac eyes, “That damn girl, she betrayed me!” Zerron slammed his fists onto the metal table, as him as his men spoke, “this is how the girl respects me, by mocking my authority and going against me! You wait until I get her, I’ll-”

“Eat her?” a  Reptoid spoke up, his reptilian green skin glistened in the lights above, “Do you mock me?” Zerron barked as the man/reptilian hybrid shook his head, “No sir... you’ve just....”

“Just what?”

“Just... didn’t treat her well, as a fatherly figure.”

“Last time I checked, I wasn’t her father!” Zerron shouted, “Change the coordinates to match there’s pronto!” He shouted towards the lilac eyed male, who nodded his head vigorously, “What are we gonna do sir?”

Zerron grabbed his gun and placed it into his holster, walking out of the room towards the cockpit.

“Imma give little Iris and her buddies a visit.”

[itstheendofthegoddamnworld]

Infinity of Stars (Reader x Rocket Raccoon) CHAPTER 6

When taken from her home planet, Terra from a young age, Y/N L/N, also known as Iris, is taught to survive and becomes one of the galaxies' well-known bounty hunters.

But what happens when rumor spreads that she knows the locations of the rare and dangerous infinity gauntlet; a highly powerful weapon that could destroy all?

She is the only human to know of its whereabouts, something which the Guardians of the Galaxy  need to find, before its too late.

But... Who will get to the weapon of mass destruction first?

Chapter 6

"So, what the hell did I just witness?" The six had made their way back onto the Milano. Y/N was sat bored at the round table, arms crossed as she looked to the other Guardians sitting around her. "I just saved your asses, that's what." Y/N proclaimed, a smug look on her face, "Don't worry about it you know, it's not like I expect an apology." She waved her hand to them, dismissing them with a small sigh.

"You're smug you know that? You're expecting one from us!" Peter spoke as he was the only one standing up from the table, "... I apologise." Drax spoke quietly, "Drax, what the- She's expecting us to say sorry to her!" Peter held his arms up in exasperation, "... Sorry." Drax apologised once again, "Ya really don't get it, do ya?" Rocket spoke to Drax as he gave him a confused look, "Metaphor?" He asked, as the others sighed heavily.

"Look, humie over here wants what we want, the gauntlet, maybe for herself, or maybe just to give back to Zerron.-"

"Not to him." Y/N spoke lowly, as the five looked at her dumbfounded, "He would use the gauntlet in the wrong way, I want to keep it in safe hands, away from those who want to use it to destroy everyone."

"So, Zerron would want to use the gauntlet like Thanos would?" Gamora asked. Y/N snorted, leaning further in her chair, "You guys are clueless... Zerron is just useless in keeping things around, he's a member of the Scavengers, the last thing he wants is to give something in that isn't his." She now stood to stand, but stayed in her spot, "Zerron either thinks I'm dead or kidnapped by you, or even worse, them folks that I put in place, "She earned an eye roll from them, "he will be coming to get those who did 'kill me', and he will furthermore, take the Gauntlet too."

"So, what's your plan? Take the Gauntlet for yourself?" Peter asked, "No, as a matter of fact, I don't want it, but I'm willing to help you find it."

"Hold there humie, lighten me up with this," Rocket begun, "You want to help us find the Gauntlet, but you don't want it in anyway at all for yourself? There must be something else in this ya want."

"Rocket, you don't understand." Gamora interrupted, "She's saying she wants something in return of her help in finding it with us." Y/N smirked, clapping her hands as she raised them in exaggeration, "You're right, you spoilt my plan. She's a keeper Star-Lord, if you know what I mean?" She winked towards the man, as he blushed lightly, Gamora sending them both a glare.

"If you know us Scavengers-of them- whenever a trade is negotiated, something has to be made in return. Almost like a deal in some ways. So, if I help you find the Gauntlet, you have to give me something in return."

"And what exactly would that be?" Peter asked slowly. Y/N's smirk widened, "Well, that Gauntlet's gonna be a lot of units. So, it's obviously going to be shared among you all," She looked to each one of the Guardians before continuing, "I want the largest share."

"No, end of." Rocket was the first to stand, "You cannot tell me that you want to have all the units to yourself?!" "It's a fair deal you know, or I could just as for a different deal that wouldn't be as.... agreeable." "No way sweetheart, that draws the final line." Rocket snarled towards her, making Y/N roll her eyes, "Is that it then? You've all agreed on it?"

"One moment," Peter spoke, gathering his other members up as they huddled around each other, muttering and whispering to each other, followed by some loud muttering and short outbursts, and 'I am Groots'.

They all opened up eventually, returning to where they sat quietly, “Well, a verdict would be nice to hear.” Y/N stood, resting her hand on her hip as she rested her weight onto it. “We agreed you could have the larger sum of units,” Peter’s eyes looked over to an annoyed Rocket, muttering nonsense to himself, “But on one condition.”

“And what is that Peter Quill? Do I have to be in those cuffs again?” She pouted, but her tone was light and teasing, as she held her hands up in a mocking way. “No, but after you help us, you and Zerron’s Scavenging days will come to an end.”

The moment Peter had said that, the smirk from Y/N’s face fell quickly to an immediate scowl, “You can’t just do that? That’s our way of life!”

“Well, either that, or no sum of units for you then.” Peter shrugged his shoulders, but Y/N could see the way he was teasing her now, just like how she had teased them all. You bastards. She thought, trying to let off steam as she breathed heavily, trying to erase her mind of attempting to beat them all up when they weren’t expecting it.

“You have yourself a deal then old man.” She held up her hand, “Our Scavenging days will be all over, just you wait.” She smiled in a sweetly way, but Peter knew that behind that smile, hid a look of sinister anger. “A deal it is then.” Peter smiled in a innocent way, holding his hand up to shake hers.

What the five didn’t see was Y/N’s hand behind her back, her fingers resting and hidden behind her jacket, her fingers crossed.