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ohfugecannada · 2 months

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Fanfic/fancomic idea I just thought of while watching SpongeBob clips:

Semi-early on in Rocket and Groot knowing each-other/working together, Groot sees Rocket’s cybernetics for the first time. Maybe it’s a similar moment to when Quill first saw them in the prison scene in Vol.1, maybe it was during a particularly intense battle with a bounty and Rocket gets the back of his shirt torn up exposing his back but just yells at Groot to focus on beating the other guy etc.

Whatever the case, Groot sees Rocket’s cybernetics and, not yet fully understanding the concept of cyborgs or anything, tries asking Rocket about them later. But Rocket just keeps either trying to deflect and change the subject or just tells Groot to shut it and quit bugging him about it.

So Groot, having no context or idea of Rockets trauma and everything, starts thinking and filling in the blanks in his own way. And after putting together:

The metal things on rockets body

His habit of stealing peoples robotic prosthetics, batteries and other electronics

The fact Rocket hates taking baths and (seemingly) most liquids apart from alcohol

The fact Rocket never laughs at Groots jokes

And the fact he never shows any genuine emotion other than rage or cockiness

Groot comes to the Galaxy shattering realisation that Rocket is, in fact… A ROBOT.

Aside from the intital internal screaming he has about everything making so much more sense now, Groot does find it strange how mammalian Rocket looks. But then Groot figures, since they have previously caught robot bounties who tried (and failed) to pass themselves as organics by wearing artificial skin, Rocket’s probably doing the same thing.

And oh no, maybe that’s why he was so defensive before about those metal parts of him showing?? Maybe he’s been discriminated against for being a robot and is trying to pass himself off as an organic animal to protect himself? And/or he has a deep seeded internalised robot phobia???? And Groot trying to push him about it made it worse?!??!??

So Groot, after realising the “truth”, tries to be more supportive of rocket and him being a robot. He doesn’t directly confront Rocket or try to press him on it. Since he tried that before and fails and he’s figured out it’s a sensitive subject for rocket. But Groot does his research on robots and tries to figure out what make and model rocket is (with very few results) so he can better look after him incase he malfunctions or something, he makes sure to “borrow” extra batteries and oil canisters when ever they’re at a place with electronics because he figures that’s what he really uses for sustenance instead of all the burgers and junk food he eats in front of Groot for (what he thinks is) the sake of appearance, tries to stop him from getting wet whenever it rains or they visit a mostly water-covered planet, calls Rocket out if/whenever he makes crude comments about other robots because (internally) Groot draws the line at Rocket taking his own issues about being a robot out on his fellow robots etc etc. All because Groot doesn’t care what Rocket is and just wants his best friend to be happy and feel safe and accepted as he is. As well as for him to trust Groot enough to come out in his own time when he feels ready.

Meanwhile Rocket is just. Completely baffled by Groot acting so weird around him all the sudden and doing all this. And no idea Groot thinks he’s a robot because of his cybernetics. Eventually culminating when things escalate out of hand and Groot cutting to the chase, gently telling rocket he knows he’s a robot and that he doesn’t have to be afraid of hiding it anymore because Groot still cares about him no matter what.

…And rocket, slightly less gently, telling Groot that goD FLARKIN DAMNIT GROOT!!! IM NOT A GODDAMN ROBOT YOU STUPID MOLDY OVERGROWN PEICE OF CRAP TWIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Basically, it’s the Krab Borg episode of SpongeBob if SpongeBob tried being a supportive robot ally to Mr.Krabs instead of jumping him in his office with Squidward.

#SpongeBob #spongebob squarepants #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #groot #rocket and groot #gotg fanfic idea #gotg fanfiction #gotg headcanon #groot is not the brightest when it comes to social ques and basic common sense but he a kind soul #he just wants his racoon/robot/alien buddy to be happy #groot is funniest when he’s both emotionally intelligent and a complete dumbass at the same time #and yeah I know it’s a little contrived to assume groot doesn’t know what a cyborg is in a galaxy full of them #but like idk groot isn’t exactly the brightest #plus it makes him jumping to the conclusion rockets a robot funnier ok shut up #if we ever get an actual full length rocket and groot spin-off show this would be a perfect episode plot #also I was thinking of the Marvels Rocket and Groot shorts version of the characters while writing this #but tbh I think this idea could apply to any continuity/version of gotg where rocket has cybernetic implants like the MCU or Eidos game

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shyficwriter · 2 years

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Random headcanon, but I was just thinking that if blushing was something unique to Terrans (I doubt it, but let's say it was) that Yondu probably would not know what it was for the longest time.

Like, say he embarrasses Peter and notices he's looking a quite a bit redder than a second ago, so he asks him "What ya changing color for, boy?"

Peter would first deny it, and then when Yondu insists to him that he is definitely much pinker now, Peter would run off and avoid the question because he'd probably be too embarrassed to tell Yondu that his face turning red is in fact an indicator that Yondu has succeeded in embarrassing him, and might even rightfully assume that Yondu would take advantage of this information lol

I mean, he'd make the connection eventually, but it might take him a bit to put two and two together lol.

#gotg headcanon #gotg #yondu #peter quill #yondu udonta #headcanon #marvel #marvel imagine #mcu

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middymod · 1 year

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The Tailor

Something that always puzzled me in Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.1 was the ravager uniforms the Guardians wore to the final battle. Where did they get those clothes?

For Peter, the answer is obvious. He used to be part of the clan, Yondu probably kept a few of his outfits in case he came back.

As for Drax, he has a build that's similar to a lot of the ravagers. It wouldn't be hard to find an extra pair of pants.

But for Gamora and Rocket? On the scenes with the ravagers, there aren't any women. And even if there was one, or that there used to be one, what are the chances of her having the exact same dimensions as Gamora? That uniform is so form-fitting, it looks tailored! Right down to the cup size! And Rocket??? No one that we've seen on the Ravager team could even come close to Rocket's dimensions.

Now, we could theorize that those are smart clothes. As someone who studies electronics, I could imagine two ways of making self-adjusting clothes.

The first would be to be able to input your dimensions before putting on the clothes. But that would require some kind of input panel, which would be impractical. You could argue that this could be small and/or flexible and sewn inside the clothes. However, you still need to be able to interact easily with the panel, so you cannot make it too small. On top of that, we see that the Ravager job can get pretty physical. It would be rather impractical for your clothes to change size all of a sudden because you got punched in the worng place (and if it broke, it could worsen your injury). What's more, to get such a well-fitting product, you'd need to know exactly all your dimensions. I doubt anyone knows their exact dimensions.

The second, more practical idea is to sew in sensors. Once the clothes are zipped, that triggers a switch. The clothes then adjust themselves until they feel equal contact with the skin or an evenly distributed (pre-determined by the manufacturer) tension in the fabric. But three things make me doubt this:

We see them put on the clothes . If they were self-adjusting, we would see Gamora's jacket adjust itself while she put it on.

We see the clothes damaged . This would probably cause some kind of malfunction, but the clothes stay the same size.

Rocket's clothes have a hole for his tail. Tails don't seem common in clothes-wearing folks of the MCU, but the ravagers somehow have an outfit to accomodate such a need?

To further discredit the idea of self-adjusting clothes, we go to Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.2. At around 59:15, Taserface tells one of his goons "Take [Groot] to the tailor."

Seeing how much of a time crunch they were in in the first volume, I doubt a regular tailor, even one with sophisticated machines, could make such nice-fitting clothes in such a small amount of time. So I have two theories.

The first theory is that the tailor is a machine of some kind. You step into a cabin that scans you in a few positions. Then you choose a model you like, maybe add some extra pockets or something. It then cuts the leather with a laser (yes, you can do that) and sews everything thanks to a flexible programming. It could still take a few minutes for everything to be ready (and possibly need additional time to cool down), but it makes more sense than some regular person (even master of its craft) accomplishing it as fast as it seems to be in Vol.1.

The second theory is that somehow, the ravagers have some kind of impossibly intelligent, nearly omnipotent (in some areas) being in their ship for the sole purpose of making clothes.

Now, you may ask yourself: "If they have such a powerful being with them, why don't they use it to a more profitable end?" Imagine a demi-god took residence in your ship. It says "I will make clothes for you in exchange for food and the occasional physical item. Just provide me with the equipment and material." That guy could kill you and your crew fairly quickly and efficiently if you cross it. Making him steal or kill for you is probably not a smart decision. So why keep this deal? You're a ravager. You go through clothes pretty quickly with all the violence you see on a daily basisin your line of work. Clothes of the quality this tailor gives you are expensive. Fabric, thread and leather? Less expensive. Even with the extra food and occasional book or video game to buy, it's still cheaper (and more practical) to keep this powerful being onboard.

You may also ask yourself: "Why would a powerful being go for such a deal?" Imagine some crabs came up to you and offered you free food and shelter forever and whatever object you want. All you have to do is occasionally scribble something on a post-it, maybe add some glitter or glue some pasta on it. Bonus, you get to travel with them to wherever they need to go. It might not be the thing for you, but to some, it's a pretty sweet deal. Plus, you can walk away if the deal no longer pleases you.

The machine theory is more plausible, but I like the idea of a demi-godlike being just minding his own business on his part of the ship, sometimes making clothes.

Plus, imagine waking up and finding out your previous crew of 50-100 crabs is nearly completely gone and there are some new guys, some less new guys, but less than a dozen crabs on your now much smaller ship. And the crabs explain to you that they killed the rest of the crew and battled a sentient ocean who is the father of this one crab. And they lost the crab captain in the process. And also shrimps were after them, but not really, anyway, they were defeated. And if you could please make the funeral bands you usually makes, it would mean a lot to them. Here's your breakfast by the way.

#Gotg #Guardians of the Galaxy #Gotg2 #Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.1 #Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.2 #MCU #The Tailor #I really hope they talk more about this tailor in the next movie #Gotg headcanons #Gotg headcanon #Sci-fi theory #Imaginary engineering #This tailor may be mentioned in the Chicken Noodle Soup incident

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tom-whore-dleston · 1 year

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A-Z NSFW Headcanons | Adam Warlock

Pairing▹ Adam Warlock x f. reader

This fic contains ▹ smut (title says enough), GOTG Vol. 3 spoilers!, lightly beta'ed writing

Word Count ▹ 1.8k

Notes ▹ No one asked but here are some sexy headcanons for my new fave mcu himbo. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed! 😊

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Adam’s main priority is making sure that you are always taken care of, especially during sex. He’d make sure your skin was free of cum and he’d clean it off with a warm rag or his mouth. Then, he’d massage and kiss the areas that were more sore before cuddling you in his strong arms.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favorite body part on himself is his hands. He loves how they shape your face while he’s caressing your face before kissing you. Adam has learned to be quite talented with his hands. From holding your waist while deeply kissing you to squeezing your breasts and lightly flicking your nipples until you’re whining. When his fingers found the sweet spot in your pussy, it was over for you. Seeing you coat his fingers with your wetness always drove him insane.

Adam’s favorite body part on you is your eyes. The first time he gazed into yours, he knew he was madly in love with you. He loved the way they glimmered before pressing his lips against yours. What really turned him on was how you would bat your eyelashes and stare at him with doe eyes while sucking his cock. The same goes when he’s pounding you into the mattress and your eyes start to roll to the back of your head before reaching that blissful finish.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) As mentioned previously, Adam gets pretty aroused just from seeing you gush all over his fingers. After the first time you came from being fingered, he was really curious about the dripping fluid. He’d wiggle his fingers around, playing with your cum in fascination before sticking his middle finger into his mouth. It was the hottest thing you have ever seen.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Adam is an innocent character, so he is naturally curious about a lot of things. For example, he has wondered what it’s like having multiple partners. Adam was shy about wanting to bring a third or even more partners in the bedroom. You immediately reassured him that he has nothing to be nervous about because it was something you have wanted to experiment with even before meeting Adam.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Well, considering that he prematurely hatched from his cocoon, he isn’t experienced at all. And it’s not like he had much time with his mother to have learned about sex. Regardless, he learned everything just from dating you. As someone who was very eager to please, Adam caught on pretty fast.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Adam is clearly strong so he can easily pick you up and fuck you while he stands. The way he ruthlessly bounces you up and down his cock causes you to see stars. Adam likes how the position allows you to be really close. He’ll grip your hips while you wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your foreheads against one another. You’ve also experimented with a standing 69, a position you both are growing more fond of.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Adam has his fair share of goofy and serious moments. He used to be very serious while fucking you, mainly because he was adamant about making sure he was doing it right. Along the way, you helped him relax more and he’d crack a joke or two. Sometimes, Adam would get tongue-tied because of how overwhelmed he was with pleasure, causing you to giggle and kiss him on the nose.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) When he was created, it wasn’t in The High Evolutionary’s intentions to give him hair. Therefore, he’s free of any body or facial hair. At least he has a silky head of hair that often gets tossed during battles and more so during sex.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) It’s no exaggeration that Adam is head over heels in love with you. Even when he is deep inside you, Adam will never turn down an opportunity to show any signs of affection for you. He could have your legs propped over his shoulders and he’ll still lean down to kiss you tenderly.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Adam is the type to hump the pillow to get off. Before you started dating, he found you grinding against your pillow and the sounds that came from your lips were music to his ears. That same night, he tried it himself and, well, he was well rested the next day. He only does this when you are away on a mission and misses you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Adam LOVES being praised. He will do anything to make you happy and hearing the positive feedback from you makes him giddy and full of love. When you tell him he is fucking you so so good, it is the perfect motivation for him to continue doing what he’s doing.

He also may or may not have a Mommy kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) Honestly, y’all will fuck anywhere and make it work. However, Rocket has made it clear to both of you not to fuck on the spaceship. Has it stopped you from sneaking to the back of the ship for a quickie? Absolutely not. But what Rocket won’t know won’t piss him off, right?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Watching you kicking ass on the battlefield is enough to get him riled up. Adam knows that violence isn’t always the answer, but he finds it sexy when you are covered in the sweat and blood of the enemies (or just anyone that pisses you off).

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Adam would not want to do anything that would hurt you. He has hurt the guardians in the past and he did not like the consequences that came with it. So anything along the lines of choking or slapping you is not for him. He’ll playfully smack your ass, but he’ll never do anything more than a little love tap.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He loves receiving just as much as he loves giving. Hence why 69 is one of his favorite positions with you. Adam loves flicking his tongue along your slit, tasting your wetness which makes his cock strain in his pants. Just that alone will have your legs shaking and you’re pushing his face closer to your pussy.

When he’s on the receiving end, Adam is a whimpering mess. For a man as strong and powerful as he is, he can easily crumble the moment your lips wrap around the tip of his cock. He’s groaning your name, tangling his fingers in your hair, and begging you to suck him harder and faster.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) It depends on the mood. Adam can read your body language like the back of his hand so he’ll know when to be rougher and when to be softer. He tries not to be too rough because he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Adam quite enjoys quickies. Fucking you right before a mission is a perfect mood-setter for him and he feels less nervous about heading into it. He’ll have a bit more bounce to his step and the other guardians will be side-eyeing each other as to what has got into Adam.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.) Adam typically is down for anything in the bedroom and has tried things that none of your past partners ever wanted to think about. He asks a lot of questions about certain things before deciding if it’s something he wants to try, not so much out of nervousness but out of pure interest.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Again, he’s basically a god so Adam can last a couple of rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He doesn’t have any toys himself, but he has come across your hidden collection of toys. You showed him how each one works by putting on a show for him. After the visual demonstration, Adam will often ask to use the vibrator while he’s pounding you from behind. He also likes fucking you while you wear your butt plug with gems that match the one on his forehead.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) At first, you were the one who did all the teasing, mainly because Adam wasn’t experienced in that field. You loved whispering dirty things in his ear while he was training and the moment he’d get distracted, you’d run away giggling like a little girl.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Oh, he is very loud! Adam is a delicious mix between a moaner and a grunter. The way his accent sounds while moaning your name is a sound that will forever alter your brain chemistry. But the sounds he makes while cumming are your absolute favorite and you are lucky to be the reason he makes those beautiful noises.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Ever since Rocket introduced him to music, Adam has been making playlists nonstop. He made a mixtape for you to confess his feelings for you. And of course, he made a sex playlist for you. His favorite song to fuck you to is "Sexual Healing" by Marvin Gaye.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) The High Evolutionary created Adam with the intent of making him the “perfect man”, so he is a substantial size.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Adam isn’t really needy. Over time, he’s gained more self-control so he doesn’t crave sex as much as he did after the first time with you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Adam doesn’t fall asleep that easily. His ever-growing soundtrack tends to keep you both up even after many rounds. The sound of his voice singing some 70s love songs will put you to sleep before he does. He always makes sure to kiss your face before he succumbs to slumber.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Oh my goodness your requests are open! May I please request smutty Peter quill headcanons for overstimming and edging him 😫😫 (just watched gotg 3 and I'm so obsessed with him)

I saw the movie too, perfect end to a trilogy!

Pairing: Peter Quill x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, edging, creampie, overstimulation, topping from the bottom, encouragement

A/N: I have strong feelings for Marvel Peter's okay?

The little room is filled with repeated moaning, slick slapping sounds and of course, Pete's favorite sex playlist

"That all you have for me babe?" His smirk was aggravating, and very condescending considering he's the one who asked to be edged, "Come on, give my cock a challenge."

You grunt against him, taking him all the way in and smearing your pussy slick all over his balls as you do so

You've came three times already but Peter held on, he wanted to see how long he can hold back and you can try to make him finish

He's come close a few times, precum all over his cock, leaking from the tortured, sensitive tip but he's holding on strong, holding onto your hips

"Put your whole body into it, come on baby, show me how much you want me." His eyes were locked on your pretty clit, all puffy and wet with your juices and his pre, "Can you feel how hot my cock is? It's aching to full you up." It was pulsing with the need, his tip kissing the entrance to your womb

Fuck, you can't come again, you need him to do it first, but he felt so good, you could see his muscles bulging and straining with effort

"Just a bit more. Mhm, just a little bit more. Fuckfuckfuck-!" Peter sat up and ran his hot tongue over your nipples, needing more contact with you, "You ready for it baby? Tell me, go on, tell me how much you want me."

Instead of your lips, which were busy soon after kissing his, you started bouncing up and down on his cock, squeezing and milking his cock, wanting every drop, every little bit of his cum in your pussy and nowhere else

"Good girl. Such a good pussy too, my cock can't get enough of you." He finally let it all out, all of his cum at once flowing, flooding, warming and thick inside of you

He pulled you on top of him, his hands on your lower back to keep you on his cock for a little while longer, "Not yet, 'm real sensitive now."

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anotherpjofan · 5 months

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Kronos: Why do you want to save the world?

Percy: Cause I’m one of the idiots who lives in it

#did i just steal this from gotg #yes yes i did #pjo #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #pjo funny #annabeth chase #pjo headcanons #percabeth #jason grace #piper mclean #sally jackson #pjo textpost #pjo funny textpost

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creepyboyandhisforestfriends · 11 months

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GOTG 3 SPOILERS AHEAD !!!

Throughout gotg3, there are mutliple scenes in which Rocket is the one controling the music. Not Quill, like usual. And on the surface that has an easy explanation. Quill passing the mantle of captain to Rocket. (Especially with that beautiful poster of Quill literally handing Rocket the 'awesome mix vol.3')

Buuut I have a lil headcanon about that I'd like to share.

The High Evolutionary was fascinated by music. Earth's music. Specifically that spooky latin opera (at least, I think that's what it was, feel free to correct me). Rocket grew up with that music. It was the only kind he ever heard.

And after he escaped, Rocket refused to listen to music. No matter the genre, he wouldn't even give it a chance. Because just the thought of music would bring back those memories. Then, years later he meets Quill, who's entire personality practically revolves around his love for music. From this, Rocket realises that music can be so much more than the slow, mournful sounds of his childhood. And as the guardians grow closer, music becomes a carrier of many happy memories for Rocket. To the point where finally, he is the one controlling the music.

#guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #gotg vol 3 #guardians 3 #gotg #mcu gotg #gotg headcanons #rocket gotg #rocket raccoon #peter quill #star lord #high evolutionary

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star-quill · 11 months

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would love ur nsfw peter headcanons!! x

omg omg okok

he loveloveloves when u ride his thigh. like he adores just watching u tremble above him, hearing u whimper while u bury ur face in his neck. he's encouraging u the whole way, praising u and having his hand on ur back to rock u back and forth. when u do come, he praises u even more ("good girl" "doing so good baby" "so pretty for me sweetheart").

is rough but likes to go slow and watch u squirm. fills u up to the hilt and slowly drags himself out of u, smirking when u desperately try and grab at him to push himself back in. he will go slow at first until u whimper out "more please i can take it please" and then he will just pound into u. ur gonna have a few bruises on the back of ur thighs tomorrow but it's all worth it when he's making u feel this good.

oh and he's big and he's heavy. every time before he fucks u, he will push against u and let his dick lay on ur skin, showing u just how deep he's gonna get when he's all the way in. then his size kink kicks in when he's like "u think u can take all this baby?".

he purposely does anything to rile u up and get ur attention, knowing how easy it is to push u into submission. whether it's just walking around the house shirtless, or going for a workout in the back garden while ur watering the plants. next thing u know, ur hands are grabbing at his curls while he fucks u against the shed door outside.

man spreader. comes over to sit next to u on the couch, his legs spread out while ur sitting with urs tucked under u. then ur eyes fall to his crotch, his thighs and he catches u looking. "u want something u just gotta ask for it baby.". u blink a few times before turning back to watch tv. he's a menace and u know u'll end up in his lap before the program's finished anyway.

eats pussy and is fucking amazing at it. his nose, tongue and facial hair is the best combination when he's buried between ur legs. u prefer when he does it in bed or on the sofa, knowing that the few times he's done it in the kitchen, u almost keeled over from ur legs shaking so much.

he loves when u act like a brat. purposefully pissing him off at neighbourhood barbecues and then feigning innocence when he pulls u up on it. silently giggling when he takes u home and pushes u on the bed. u immediately start getting undressed before u see him standing there, arms crossed. then he speaks "good girls get fucked, brats have to do it themselves." then he watches as u touch urself for him, stopping whenever he tells u to, which only prolongs ur orgasm. but don't worry, once he does let u come, he makes sure to fuck another two out of u afterwards.

loves to touch u up. he's always got to have a hand on u, nicely in public but at home it always goes between ur legs. he loves when u lay across his lap, ur head resting on his thighs while his hand worms it's way through ur legs, his fingers feeling though ur folds. ur hands just grab at his arm, holding on while he fingers u to orgasm, and then one more orgasm until ur spent and out of breath in his lap, curling into him. his hand comes up to wrap around ur waist, pulling u up into him. it's almost always late at night when this happens, then he lifts u up and takes u to bed.

if he's fucking u missionary, he will wrap his hand around ur neck, squeezing gently so as not to hurt u but still make u feel it's there. ur hands grab at his wrist and u just choke out a whimper. his thumb rubs at ur skin as he praises u ("ur being so good baby" "such a pretty lil' thing" "u feel so good honey, takin' me so well").

can and will coax multiple orgasms out of u until ur absolutely spent and he has to rub ur back until u calm down again. ur body is just limp when he's done with u and u love it. u love when he has to take care of u afterwards, him carrying u to bed and softly massaging every part of u until u sigh out. he may be a little rough but his aftercare is top tier.

slightly possessive in public but u love it. he always has his hand on u, always calling u "his girl" or "my girl". u always slightly turn it around in bed ("am i ur girl?" "am i ur pretty lil' baby?") knowing it makes him even more turned on than before.

do not wear a sundress around this man unless u want fucked whenever u do. u took him shopping once and picked out a few to try on in the dressing room. he just sat outside, waiting for u to show him. but once u showed him the first one, he just absolutely had to have u in it, following u back into the cubicle and pushing u against the wall. he bunched up the dress around ur waist and fucked u right there, his hand over ur mouth to stop u from making any unusual noises.

mmmfmfm i have more but like this is already a lot

#u guys don't understand #he's so big so beefy and i need him like rn #peter quill #peter quill headcanons #peter quill x reader #peter quill drabble #peter quill smut #guardians of the galaxy #gotg #✎ peter quill #answered #anon

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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Ok so- I need some period fluff with Peter Quill. I saw you do it for Tangerine, and while I’m not a part of that fandom, i thought it would be really sweet to do it with Quill.

It’s totally okay if you’re not interested or too busy or something! Just a thought!

~Bear🐻

hii bear!! I just had to do this first (again sorry to all the others in my inbox, I’ll get there, I promise) thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

if anyone wants the tan fic, link is here

“shark week”

Peter Quill x f reader

wc || 0.8k

warnings || periods but no specific details, fluff

I don’t usually struggle with titles, but this one I did (could you tell?) 😭 I’ll change it if I think of something better

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When it was your time of the month, you had a tendency to be quite sluggish and withdrawn, only ever leaving the bedroom to get more snacks or to use the bathroom. So when Peter noticed that you were confined to the comfort of his apartment on Knowhere, he was naturally a bit worried. You and Peter had been dating for a little while now, so your periods weren’t exactly foreign to him. It was just something that usually slipped his mind as he’d often be confused by different calendars amongst various planets.

Today was your least favourite of all, the day of your period that left you feeling debilitated. So for that very reason, you had spent the majority of the day snuggled in Peter’s sheets, drifting in and out of sleep and eating copious amounts of Zarg Nuts.

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you see Peter standing in the doorway looking at you with an uneasy expression that instantly softens once he sees you awaken. “Hey,” he says softly, making his way over to the bed and taking a seat at the edge. “You doing okay?” Lacing his hand into yours, brushing his thumb over the back of it.

“Yeah.” You reply, sweetly smiling at him. “Just feeling shitty.”

“Why?” He tenderly questions, eyebrows furrowing as if to analyse your face.

“Bleeding.” You whisper, softly chuckling.

His eyes blow huge, darting over you with caution. “Oh— oh” he responds, finally catching on. “Shark week… again?”

“Yeah Pete, that’s how they work.” You laugh hard, abruptly cutting off when you feel something you shouldn’t have.

His reaction mimics yours, eyes widening when he sees your parted lips. “What? You okay?” His gaze follows you as you bolt out of bed. “What’s going on?”

“Just need—“ your reply muffles behind the bathroom door.

“Need what?” He sweetly questions, nuzzling his ear to the door.

“Shit.” You mumble. Now talking loud enough for him to hear. “In the nightstand, top drawer… there’s a—a paper type box, please can you bring it to me?”

Within seconds, he’s back and knocking on the door with your box of feminine products. “Do I put it under the door, or— or close my eyes? I don’t know what to do, what do I do here?” He replies, his tone flustered as he presses back up against the door.

Adjusting yourself and hiding the toilet paper. “You can come in.”

He slowly opens the door, hand clutched over his eyes as he wavers the box towards you, using the space around him as a guide. Accidentally bumping into a few things along the way. “Put your hand out… what can I get you? What do you need?” He warmly asks, gingerly backing out to give you a moment of privacy.

Stifling a snicker as you watch him leave. “I think I’m okay for now… maybe some tea? Steal it from Mantis, she has good tea.”

“On it.” Running away only to return a second later. Enunciating through the door. “I love you!”

“I love you!” You loudly reply, a wide smile spread along your lips.

When you return to the bedroom, you see Peter bundled under the covers with snacks spread across the bed, holding items to help with your cramps and pains. “Get in.” He grins, opening the covers so you could slip yourself in beside him. Snuggling next to him, he lifts your head so he could support your neck with his bicep, holding you tight against him. “I don’t know if you need this now, or…?” He starts, pulling a hot water bottle from under the sheets.

“Was that on your stomach?” You ask, a giggle held behind your lips.

Chuckling. “Yeah… feels really good.”

“Yeah, I know.” You laugh, nuzzling the side of your head into his chest. “I don’t need it right now, you can keep it.”

“Oh, you’re the best.” He smiles, resting the flat bottle over his abdomen. “Just take it off me if you need it.”

Hiding a grin, you look up at him, gazing in admiration. “I need it now.” Watching his smile slightly fade. “I’m just kidding.”

He fakes a laugh with accentuated and playful features. “Do you need anything? … medicine? Back rub? Foot rub? Kisses? Bath? Sleep? Food? Chocolate? Tummy rub? Tea? — no we got tea. I think making out will help, yeah making out will definitely help.” He aimlessly lists, staring up at the ceiling.

“Yes.”

“To what?” He boyishly grins, twisting his neck to kiss your temple.

“To it all.” You reply, wrapping your arm over his chest. “But I think a nap first, that okay?”

“I’m always down for a nap.”

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bruisedboys · 11 months

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he really is just so boyfriend. like the kind who would reach the boxes in shelves you can’t reach

he is just always into being your hero . doing things to make you swoon

peter quill has a hero complex for sure but it gets hiked up about 200% when it comes to you. he’s obsessed with doing everything for you because he knows you like it, even if you don’t actually need the help. he knows you’re totally capable of taking care of yourself but he wants to do it because he’s so incredibly down bad for you it’s sick.

yes he’s definitely the type to reach high shelves for you!!! so casually dominant of him tbh. he comes up behind you where you’re tiptoeing in front of the shelf and easily snags the box you’re reaching for. when he hands it to you he’s veryy smug about it. especially if he gets a thank you kiss, which he usually does.

he’s also always tying your shoelaces or zipping your dress or fixing your clothes for you. your shoelace comes undone while you’re out with him and he doesn’t even hesitate to get on the dirty floor to do it up for you. you put your hands in his hair and tug gently as a silent thank you and he swears he dies on the spot. and if your clothes ever ride up and threaten to show more skin than he knows you’ll want to, he’ll fix them without a word and it flusters you so much.

ugh and if you’re clumsy!!! he gets so good at catching you before you hurt yourself. if you’re about to trip he’ll catch you before you do and dip you cos he’s a dork, his arm locked around your lower back. you’ll laugh and swoon and say my hero all sarcastic and it boosts peter’s ego wayyy more than he’d like to admit.

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morgcn · 11 months

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Dating Will - Headcanons

i’m sure there’s so many more but here’s these ones. i’d love to know how you guys think will is in a relationship

requests and asks open :)

You often go out to eat, the big idiot loves eating

Walking on the outside of the sidewalk

Will is very much a cat person

Going on fancy dates

Big on PDA, doesn’t care who’s watching or where you are

PDA paparazzi pictures getting released all the time

The two of you crying over movies together

Facetiming when either of you are away

Him calling you love, darling, etc.

Surprises you with starbucks in the morning

Definitely the boyfriend that’s always asking if you’ve eaten

Will likes to talk about the future a lot. about your kids and your wedding and the house you’ll live in

Will isn’t the jealous type, he trusts you and knows you wouldn’t entertain a guy that was very obviously flirting with you

Going on walks especially when it’s raining, which happens quite a lot since you stay with him in london

He holds the umbrella for the two of you

You hold onto his arm when you walk with him a lot

He’s busy a lot but will always make time for you no matter what

He’s basically your biggest fan

Most respectful gentleman alive

Always walks ahead and opens the door for you

Never let’s you carry your own bags at hotels or airports. ever.

Always is the one to put the groceries in the car

Definitely a flower boyfriend. every 4 or so days he gets you a fresh bouquet of flowers to put on the counter. you adore the gesture.

Even when he’s away he arranges for flowers to still be sent to you

Will is very good at making you feel special, like you’re the only person in the world

Will cooking you breakfast a lot

Will obviously loves sweets. cake, candy, junk food, all of it. And so do you

Hates seeing you upset to the point that it basically ruins his day

Won’t drink that much if you’re drinking so he can get you home safe

Not one of those weird boyfriends that polices what you wear

Will actually encourage you to wear the more revealing outfit of the ones you ask him to choose from

Whispering in your ear when you’re out

“You look good”

Will’s love language is touch

He’s extremely touchy

He can’t help himself

Very open with talking to you about his mental health and how he’s feeling. being in touch with his emotions is likely a factor that keeps your relationship healthy

Very emotionally intelligent

Loves seeing you in his clothes. loves it. One of his favorite things

Comforting Will when his anxiety is especially bad

You barely argue but when you do it makes him very upset

He’ll sit in silence after a while of arguing

He doesn’t want to keep going with it, making it worse

Can’t stand when the two of you aren’t on good terms

Gym buddies

Keeping a watchful eye out for you when you’re at the gym

Creeps sending his blood pressure through the roof

Him watching as men try to help you and you turning them away

#marvel #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #adam warlock #adam warlock x reader #gotg3 #mcu #will poulter #will poulter x reader #gaurdians of the galaxy #gotg #will poulter headcanon #marvel cinematic universe

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shyficwriter · 1 year

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Idk why, but I have this headcanon that Yondu would hate driving.

Like I know he can fly a ship no problem- but get him in a car? In traffic? Kinda feel like he'd hate it.

I feel like the other cars being so close to his and weaving in and out of lanes around him and knowing he can't just break formation and separate his vehicle from the crowd would make him anxious and when he finally reached the destination he'd be all indignant and say something about cars being stupid and stuffy and 'How can y'all stand these dumb things- too slow and boring as hell and ain't even an autopilot to take a nap..." because that'd be easier for him to say than admitting he was maybe a tiny bit freaked out and had like 4 mini heart attacks because the other metal death traps were all too damn close to him for too damn long and wtf is up with letting those giant ass vehicles (lorries/trucks) share the road with all the regular people-ones?!

My other, yet contradictory, headcanon is that he'd be literally the best driver because of being able to handle his ships and so he'd know how to 'pilot' the car just right and it'd drive Peter crazy because Yondu was so good at it on his first try while Peter sucked at it and hit a letter box within the first three minutes of trying lol.

(And you'd know since Peter is so good at flying a ship he'd think that'd automatically transfer to him being automatically being good at driving a car so of course he'd be salty when he sucked and Yondu picked it up in no time lol)

#gotg #yondu #yondu udonta #peter quill #starlord #gotg headcanon #headcanon #i almost want to find a way to incorporate this into Temporary Home before it ends #but idk where i'd fit it in lol

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guardingthegalaxy · 3 months

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welcome back to earth, peter quill. you're gonna love spotify and guitar hero

#it's become a headcanon of mine that he loves guitar hero #i genuinely see him loving the game so i had to throw that in there too #hes missed so much over the 30 years bless him #star lord #peter quill #chris pratt #mcu #marvel #marvel cinematic universe #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #LM: Headcanons

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raccoonfallsharder · 2 months

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I just found out Rockets VA can sing (really good actually) do you have any headcanons based on that?

mmmmm. sorry for the delay, i got distracted by rocket prompt week and also by thinking about rocket crooning in your ear.

he’s always humming, you know? (this is not a headcanon — it’s in the movies.) he’s often humming while he works. and that scene on berhert? where he’s sort of purring along with the music while plotting severe injury to the incoming ravagers? i…

sorry. focusing.

im sure the first few times you hear him mumbling lyrics under his breath, you damn near need to excuse yourself. you know you can’t call attention to it — in a best-case scenario, he'll stop singing entirely. you say nothing, and your silence is rewarded: rocket's mumbling a tune — so low your toes curl in your boots — almost whenever the two of you are working quietly on some project or another. most of the time, he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. the rest of the time, he thinks you can’t hear him.

once, while the entire crew was dicking around in the common room and rocket started humming under his breath, pete had commented on it. you'd shot him a murderous look but it had been too late: rocket’s ears had gone flat and his tail had tucked between his ankles and his eyes had swiveled around the room. he'd been shifting and snapping out harsh words so frantically that you were sure he was scarlet under his fur. you’d had to go a miserable dozen cycles before you’d stumbled across him lilting low to himself again in the engine room one night.

fuckin pete. you still haven’t forgiven that guy.

but things get easier — at least between you and rocket — after that. there's a day when rocket looks up and realizes that you can hear him — maybe you're swaying slightly to the sound of his voice, or lightly tapping the soft pads of your fingertips like raindrops on your knee. he stumbles to a fumbling halt. you don’t say anything, though: you just pass him an encouraging half-smile before returning to whatever you were doing. you’ll hang out with him regardless of whether you get to lull yourself to the sound of his deep, pretty voice or not, you figure.

it happens again — and then again. and eventually, rocket stops stopping. he sees you walk into the otherwise-empty common area while he’s clanging away on some new cannon, or you slide into the seat next to him while he’s piloting the bowie alone — and he tosses you a little smirk and keeps going, keeps humming those bars or rumbling those words up over his ribs and out the corners of his mouth.

you’re not the first person he’s sung to, of course.

there’s a reason groot loves music. when he was just a sprout, rocket would carefully place groot's small pot right next to where he lay his own head, and he’d croon a lullaby from star-lord’s library of songs. this was how the little flora colossus first learned to fall asleep — and how he woke up — every rotation for the first dozen cycles of his life. even when groot got a little bigger and could leave his pot and run around chasing orloni, he’d still drift off sprawled on rocket’s shoulder or across the top of his head: dozing to the sound of his father clinking away on aero-rigs while humming some melody or another.

even before that — i think rocket probably sung to groot the elder, too, at least once or twice. maybe the first time rocket had seen the big guy lose his limbs, before he'd learned that they would grow back. rocket had promised tibius lark that he’d look out for the flora colossus, and now here's groot — mutilated and in pain. rocket had tried to soothe the groaning, moaning groot to sleep, wracked by guilt before eventually realizing the big idiot was just a giant frickin’ crybaby with limbs that would essentially regenerate.

still, rocket hadn’t minded singing to his friend too much after that.

maybe even earlier, too. maybe there had been a time, after explaining music to his cagemates but before telling them about flying machines. maybe he’d hummed for batch 89 too.

they would’ve thought his childish voice was the most comforting, lovely thing they’d ever heard, i think. sometimes, as you might guess, the members of batch 89 would have nightmares or be in too much pain to close their eyes and rest, and when those nights happened, rocket would have hummed them back to sleep, all low and slow and sweet.

floor would have begged for songs every chance she got. teefs would have marveled at how beautiful rocket had sounded, and lylla — lylla would have told him, very solemnly, that he had a gift.

rocket doesn't think about that very often — tries not to think about those days at all, if he's being honest — but eventually, as you know, his past comes out. it's long after he’s gotten comfortable with you, of course — and raised his son, and saved half the universe, and purchased the skull of a god, and freed himself from the high evolutionary for the last time, and become a captain, but now—

now, he remembers lylla's words.

the star children descend from the arête and different households try to take them in, but it only takes one or two failed sleep-shifts across all of knowhere before it becomes apparent that none of the kids can rest. the children have nightmares — of course they do — and they’re used to sleeping shoulder-to-shoulder with each other in cages, on hard floors. they're used to whispering stories and comforts to each other, listening gratefully to the quiet words of their siblings, small hands gripping small hands in the darkness.

it takes a while to figure out, but eventually arrangements are made — at least until the kids can adjust. spaces are shifted so the children can nest together, and it helps — mostly. drax tries telling stories. cosmo recommends warm milk. howard suggests a quarter-shot of ginsky for each kid (you promptly put the kibosh on that one). nebula comes one night to tell the kids in great detail how she’ll destroy anyone who dares to harm them. you’re so happy mantis went on her journey to find herself but sometimes, when you see how exhausted and hollow-eyed the kids are in the morning, you just wish she were back so she could help them sleep.

and then suddenly it's a few cycles later, and you realize you haven’t heard any more concerns about the kids’ night terrors. you look around and realize they’re bright-eyed again, cheeks glowing, chattering at breakfast. curious as to what ended up working — if it was the indigarran lavender satchets sent by one of kraglin’s ex-wives or it it was the broker boring them with the droning details of the histories of various artifacts he’d once had in his shop on Xandar — you come visiting one night on tip-toe, just to check in.

rocket’s there — curled up on an old armchair someone had brought in for the neverending parade of storytellers and caregivers. his voice rolls over the sleepy children, and their eyelashes droop while he lingers on some notes and skips up and down others. the sound of it curls around them — and you. his voice nestles into the shadows, practically plucking up the edges of the blankets and tucking the kids in all on its own.

you watch as, handful after handful, they drift: eased deeply into dreaming by the power and protection of the captain’s voice, all on its own.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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hi, could you do Peter quill x reader smut where the reader caught Peter doing handjob in the bedroom and he’s embarrass because he miss her, they ended up having sex

Everyone is thirsty for every Peter in Marvel I swear to god.

Pairing: Peter Quill x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, masturbation, handjob, teasing, getting caught, dick riding, clit stimulation, reunion sex

A/N: I'm not judging you for being thirsty! I am too, I just think its funny that guys named Peter are such magnets.

Had his door closed but not locked and his music on blast so he failed to hear you approaching

That and he was also too wrapped up in his sex fantasy of you, his cock pulsing with need, his hand was good but after so long he needed to feel more

"Holy shit babe! I almost pulled my dick off! Why didn't you call me to tell me you were coming?" He's looking at you fully naked and sweaty, his cum dripping down his clenched fist, "I was about to come too, if you didn't interrupt. How did the mission go?" Having a casual conversation while stroking his cock wasn't what you expected from Peter but with him you've also grown to not be surprised by these things

You quickly locked the door, not wanting anyone else to see your boyfriend in this state and walked over to him, your eyes drifting downwards despite your best efforts

"Looks like someone's missed me to huh? Wanna show me just how much? Or I can finish on my own." As if you could leave now when he was almost done, when you could be the one to make him finish

With a determined face you stripped your boots, pants and underwear, not having the patience for the rest and grabbed his wrist, popping his fingers into your mouth to suck and lick the cum while you rubbed your lower lips against his cock

More cum came out of the tip and stained his abs as Peter grunted

"Well seems like I... hmn... underestimated you. You've got it bad babe, need me so bad don't you? That makes two of us, I couldn't stop thinking about you all week." His hand moved on its own, from your mouth, wet with cum and spit, rubbing over your clit right as you got ready to take his length in

His cock filled you up so nicely, your pussy opening up and clenching around him as soon as he pushed in

Its only been a week and you already needed him this bad

Without hesitation you started slamming down on his cock, needing to get rid of the emptiness you felt and fill it with his cock and cum instead

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