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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months
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˚₊‧✶ headcanons & imagines ✶‧₊˚
smut-free | complete | word count: varies.
various guardians of the galaxy headcanons, minifics, and drabbles.
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headcanons (with some ask-responses & minifics). ✶‧₊˚
˚₊‧✶ 1 - how rocket views sex work (spoiler: positivitely) [NSFW] ˚₊‧✶ 2 - rocket & occasional post-sex feelings [NSFW] ˚₊‧✶ 3 - quill & innocence/optimism ˚₊‧✶ 4 - rocket & nebula (2014) in endgame [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 5 - rocket & quill were scooped together [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 6 - cinnamon roll peter quill continued ˚₊‧✶ 7 - rocket & nova corps [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 8 - rocket, lylla, & drax; comfort post-xandar [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 9 - rocket's dad-glasses [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 10 - rocket's lifespan [ask response]
˚₊‧✶ 11 - how the bowie got its name (threaded convo with @mrwolfhare) [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 12 - how mantis names the abilisks [ask response] [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 13 - mantis' friendship with rocket [threaded with headcanon 12] [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 14 - mantis & drax & what parenthood means [minific] ˚₊‧✶ 15 - rocket & being a decent fuckin person [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 16 - rocket & nova corps part 2 (with what if? nebula) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ 17 - why did thanos snap half of ALL life? (threaded convo with @mrwolfhare) ˚₊‧✶ 18 - rocket is smarter than stark [ask response] ˚₊‧✶ 19 - the bowie's weird construction/smarter than stark pt 2 (convo with @leresq) ˚₊‧✶ 20 - rocket's movie & television tastes (see follow-up ask, what if rocket finds the mcu movies?)
˚₊‧✶ 21 - raccoon sensory perception [ANGST]
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varied minifics, imagines, drabbles, and art (mostly/all fluff). ✶‧₊˚
˚₊‧✶ rocket needs comfort food (inspired by creamy chicken fajita pasta nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket reacts to string cheese (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket steals your espresso beans (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket puts on weight 1 (inspired by a nonnie) [fuck fatophobia] ˚₊‧✶ rocket puts on weight 2 (inspired by a nonnie) [fuck fatphobia] ˚₊‧✶ rocket on birthdays (for @lilfoxay) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & coloring (inspired by string cheese nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & origami (inspired by @wren-phoenix) ˚₊‧✶ chonky winter-fur rocket on fron (it fucken wimdy) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket stuck in deep snow (inspired by string cheese nonnie) [FAN ART]
˚₊‧✶ rocket & lava lamps (inspired by @chippybritt & @thirteens-lucky-tardis) ˚₊‧✶ bedtime rituals of rocket racoon (just thoughts; might write more) [THREAD] ˚₊‧✶ rocket needs/hates his anxiety jacket [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket responds to you having an anxiety attack (for hickey-nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & his pjs [FAN ART] *may be a bit spicy/nsfw? ˚₊‧✶ rocket & sudoku, crosswords & word-searches (inspired by @hyperjorts) ˚₊‧✶ rocket & hanayama puzzles (for nonnie) ˚₊‧✶ bathtime rituals of rocket raccoon (inspired by @mrwolfhare) [FAN ART] ˚₊‧✶ rocket sings (inspired by nonnie)
˚₊‧✶ what if rocket finds the mcu movies? (inspired by @mcsquared789) ˚₊‧✶ music and rocket & adam, pete & jason (discussion with @leresq) ˚₊‧✶ rocket goes on a road trip with wanda coming soon! (for hibatasblog)
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tom-whore-dleston · 11 months
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A-Z NSFW Headcanons | Adam Warlock
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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! 😊
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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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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.
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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
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little-miss-dilf-lover · 11 months
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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
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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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okay but. thinking about peter quill teaching you how to fly his ship. he gets you in his lap in the pilot’s seat and reaches around you to show you the controls, murmuring the names into your ear as he points. he wraps his hand over yours where it rests on the joystick and helps you take off like 2 inches off the ground. and he’s sooo into praise so when you touch down (not so smoothly, the entire ship shakes but he’s not going to mention that) he gives you a smiling kiss and murmurs that’s my girl :)))
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guardingthegalaxy · 2 months
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welcome back to earth, peter quill. you're gonna love spotify and guitar hero
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guardian-rocket · 9 months
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Time for another subtle cue analysis from me!
Today's topic is Rocket's reactions to Gamora vs Peter in Vol 2 after they crash the ship on Berhert.
When Gamora is berating them for getting the ship wrecked, Peter wasn't taking the talk seriously and being boisterous, when it pans to Rocket, who Peter basically blames it entirely on, this is the first shot we get about how he felt when Gamora was yelling at them.
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He's looking pensive, receptive, like "yeah, I guess I screwed up." he's open to the criticism, (and yes, it is fair he did set off the events of the space chase, but I think he was legitimately confident he could get them out of there unharmed without Peter's interference) but as soon as Quill tries to place all blame on him for the crash...
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He's being antagonized, like 'that's how you wanna play?' And he gets defensive.
When they are leaving he looks at Peter and bares his teeth a bit, because he's still pissed at him, for blaming him for everything and calling him names.
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At this point in his arc he's not sure if he belongs to the team, it seemed like a good idea when they just saved Xandar but now it's been a couple months and the high of being heroes together has worn thin and he is questioning if this is right for him. He's glaring at him side-eye style too. This causes Peter to turn to say something.
When he says, "Hope Daddy isn't as big a dick as you, orphan-boy," he is literally just saying this to be hurtful because he's been festering on this anger since the day before-- but if you watch closely you can see he's really, really just upset, and now Peter and the others are leaving him behind to do all the work on the ship, taking care of Groot and guarding their prisoner Nebula.
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He is very conflicted and the main reason he's sticking it out is for Groot's sake. He remains pissed off until the encounter with Yondu because this argument with Peter never gets resolved. He has this fear that being himself, flaws included will make people hate him and Peter even drives that stake further in him with the last thing he says before leaving. "What is your goal here? To get everybody to hate you? Cuz it's working."
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There's that affirmation.
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layla4567 · 9 months
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Adam Warlock Headcanons
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Warnings: angst, smut, mentions of sex and body parts, nudity, mention of masturbation, mention of bondage, maybe gotg v3 spoilers, and i think that's all
SFW
Adam cares more about your feelings than his own. Do you have a small scratch on your face? Adam will put his hands on your cheeks and carefully examine you as if he were a doctor. Are you sad about something? He will not leave your side and will hug you if necessary, he will also listen to you for as long as you need without interrupting you.
He is an enthusiast for learning new things, he will want to learn all the information he can to enrich his experiences. He loves that you teach him things he doesn't know. He likes to listen to your warm voice while you explain to him what the earth is like or how plants grow or even your favorite book, the simple fact of seeing your face light up comforts him
If you know how to sing or dance, prepare for Adam to enjoy watching or listening to you all day. Your melodious and honeyed voice sweetening his ears like the nectar of flowers is for him the best sensation in the world. Sometimes he watches you with a tender look while you sing distractedly. And every time you dance, your joyous and contagious energy envelops Adam like a warm blanket. Your dizzying turns and the way you move your arms harmoniously make Adam want to dance with you and he wishes you would teach him.
He is definitely a jealous guy. He understands that you can have friends and be with several people but sometimes he feels sick to your stomach every time you're with a guy, it makes him feel insecure as if he's not good or handsome enough for you. Adam feels like you belong to him, and not in a toxic or misogynistic way, but it's just that to him you're the best thing that's ever happened to him and every time you don't spend time with him his heart sinks a little.
Adam hates bullies. When he sees that someone is being rude to anyone in Knowhere, his eyes harden and his fists clench firmly and he will walk with a sure step towards that person to teach him a lesson. However, Adam is quite a pacifist so he won't fix things by fighting, he will simply talk and maybe, why not, if the bully is too pedantic Adam will threaten him
This golden boy has a hard time expressing his feelings because he simply doesn't understand them, when he saw you for the first time he felt something in his belly, a strange tingling that filled him with adrenaline. He looked everywhere for help, at first he thought he was sick but the sensation was not uncomfortable, on the contrary, every time he was near you he felt comfortable and safe. He asked all the guardians what it was that he felt, they all said the same thing. Love. Oh boy, he got a little scared, he didn't know how to confess his feelings towards you.
When he finally made up his mind to tell you how much he loves you, he blurted out the words as if he were getting rid of a heavy load. Adam was afraid you'd reject him but apparently the feeling was mutual. You will always remember how his face relaxed and a big smile lit up his lips.
He loves hugs! He is like a child seeking maternal warmth. He will hug you whenever he can and sometimes when you are off guard. Being taller, he likes to hug you from behind and rest his chin on top of your head. Other times, you will be the one who needs a hug so he will wrap you in his strong arms wrapping you and caressing your back. He just loves physical contact as a love language.
And speaking of hugs, Adam also really enjoys cuddles. He likes to snuggle next to you when you're lying in bed. He will place his head on your chest and wrap his arms around your waist. He also loves it when you stroke his hair until he falls sound asleep. He prefers to be the little spoon but if you want he will be the big spoon and he will cover you and put his arms on your stomach like a big bear (since he is taller).
Adam really appreciates that you listen to him and pay attention without judging him especially when it comes to talking about his mother. He still feels somewhat guilty and responsible for what he happened to his mom so he seeks to vent to you and for you to comfort him. That's why Adam is also very overprotective, he doesn't want anyone to suffer or have the same fate as his mother. He couldn't bear the thought that someone was hurt because of him.
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Adam doesn't understand much about sex. He knows what he is but has never experienced it. In fact, for him it is a simple act done to conceive children. He didn't know he could have sex for pleasure until it was explained to him. Yet it's hard for Adam to understand why something like this would be satisfying.
As I mentioned before Adam had never felt a need to experience sex but the more time he spent with you a burning and primal sensation took over him. A sensation that made him clench his legs and clench his jaw. At first he felt embarrassed by this, he told himself that he should control himself while you are around so as not to scare you. He didn't want to force you to do something you didn't want.
One day Adam couldn't take it anymore and he rushed into your room, opening the door violently and getting on his knees hugging your waist and burying his face in your stomach. He told you that he was worried because he didn't know what was happening to him or how to stop it. "(Y/N) there is something wrong with me, you have to help me." He explained to you that every time he was with you he felt a wild need to touch you and feel your warm skin. You blushed because you knew exactly what was wrong with him. How could you tell him that he was basically horny and probably his raging hormones required him to fornicate with someone?. He looked into your eyes with visible confusion. For him to understand you caressed his cheek, that little touch was enough for Adam to close his eyes with a sigh and melt in your hand like butter in the sun.
You offered to try that experience with Adam but he refused. "No (Y/N) in any way, I will not force you to do something you do not want." Oh but if he knew that you wanted that since you first saw him. His statuesque physique captivated you but his cute and lovable personality was what won your heart. You wanted to teach Adam because everyone said having sex gave you serotonin. You gave him a passionate kiss, the first of many. It was the first time that Adam tasted your lips, they were even softer than he could have imagined. You led him to your bed and sat on his lap. His hands shyly gripped your hips. Each kiss you planted on his jaw and neck made him gasp. Every time you rubbed your ass against his crotch he felt something grow under there but he had no idea what it was. Your hands on his abdomen and shoulders are enough to turn him on. When they were both ready they began to undress.
When he took off his pants, he was surprised to see that his penis was erect. Was it because of that tingling he felt in his pants? "It's normal" you said smiling. You led Adam into your entrance. He was afraid of hurting you but you told him it was okay for him to hold his grip on your thighs and squeeze them if he wanted. Adam nailed his fingers into your fleshy skin, yet it was soft and delicate. You leaned Adam's body towards yours and now with your mouth in his ear and his head on your neck your hot breath made him feel feverish, your moans filled his head and his grunts matched yours.
Your nails scratching on his back made him feel an electric shock throughout his body. They were about to reach the climax but he didn't know what to do, he just felt that his penis hardened and your walls tightened more around him. "(Y/N)?" You look at him panting. "I think-.." he couldn't finish the sentence because fluid shot out and filled you. He got scared thinking that he had done something wrong but when he saw that you weren't upset and that you had also released that fluid, he calmed down. Catching your breath, you explained that they had reached orgasm. Adam felt better, he had never experienced anything like this and now understand why everyone said he made you feel good. That burning sensation had disappeared to give rise to the relief. They stayed talking and I explained to him that sometimes the people did a second round. He was enthusiastic and proposed to try it, in his innocent mind he believed that something so pleasant should be done more often. Laughing, you told him that people didn't have as much resistance as he did and they ended up exhausted. Then they practiced aftercare, both of you holding each other Adam behind you nuzzling your back with his nose and you holding your hands in front of your chest massaging them. It could be said that Adam was now more expert
But when they were apart whether on missions or whatever, Adam had a hard time containing his primal urges. He missed your touch on his abdomen or the way he called out his name. So you also showed him that he could give himself pleasure whenever he wants. At first you showed him how, wrapping his hand around his member and rubbing it up and down. Adam had never had that explained to him and he wondered why, it was almost as good as having sex with another person. Now every time he's away from you by himself, practice what you taught him with your face in his thoughts.
I see Adam as a sub but he could also be a soft dom. He prefers that you be on top of him riding him and teaching him everything you know how to do. On the other hand, if he is the dom he will be as soft as he can be and will constantly ask you if you feel good, if you want to continue or if he is hurting you.
What does Adam like most about you? Your kisses. Your mouth running over his sculpted body is enough to have him on his knees begging to touch your body. Your warm lips or your small bites will drive him crazy wanting for more. And what is Adam's favorite part of your body? It is a tricky question because Adam loves your whole body but I think it would be your abdomen and a little below it without reaching your privacy. He has learned what your weak points are to make you squirm as you desperately pull at his scalp.
Finally, it was clear that Adam loves to learn and try new things, but as long as it is something that does not involve harming yourself. So he doesn't really like the idea of ​​bondage, handcuffs, hot wax, etc. But he could try it for you if you insist. Also, you would tell him that if it is practiced properly, it is not risky or dangerous. Even so, at the slightest sign that you don't feel comfortable, he will stop.
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randoms-fandoms · 9 months
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Nebula x reader hc!
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Headcanon list for Nebula <3 a little canon divergent but whatevs
Warnings: some slightly suggestive ideas near the end; nothing explicit or descriptive.
You knew each other for a long time before you started dating— mostly because the two of you were so busy with canon typical world-saving stuff
But also, Nebula was wayyy too shy to make the first move
She’s the type to ignore her feelings for as long as possible. She really doesn’t know how to deal with it
You’d probably be her first real relationship— she has had hookups and stuff before, but you’re the first person she’d ever had feelings for
She had felt drawn to you ever since she met you, but the two of you really grew close during the blip
You became her best friend, and she fell hard and fast.
Rocket used to tease her about this. Nobody else noticed how she would get all quiet when you hugged her or got too close, but he did
The events of endgame kinda took her mind off of it, but when you were all thrown back into battle, she was noticeably more protective of you
It wasn’t even intentional. It was second nature. She wished she could stop, she could see how you looked at her, picking apart her every action to understand her. She hated how you knew her so well, but also reveled in it
She was almost careless with her own life in favor of protecting you— however nearly indestructible she may be— so much so that she ended up getting badly injured
You were right there, so of course you were the one to help her. She refused help at first, but she was so fucking tired, and it felt good to finally let you be close to her
Tension was high, Nebula was angry with herself for being sloppy and leaving herself vulnerable to attack, you were angry at her for putting herself in danger
There was a moment in the middle of the battlefield, where you were desperately administering first aid, and finally confronted her— why are you doing this?
Nebula had always been an outwardly selfish person. She fought for herself with no exceptions... but you. Now she had fucked up and she was gonna die.
She finally admitted it. Her eyes were incapable of tears, her face was limited in expression, but she cried anyway. I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know.
You understood, of course. You understood her better than anyone.
She had always hated feeling vulnerable. Weeks ago she had been cursing herself for feeling so full of love. She had been wishing she could stop.
When you held her in your arms, tight hug causing pain to seep through her every vein and muscle, it was worth it. It hurt, her body and her heart, but you were with her, so it was okay.
Of course Nebula survived. She didn’t remember how or what happened, but when she woke up she felt like shit.
You were with her. So was Rocket, so was Peter, so were the rest of the Guardians— but you were what mattered.
Things felt strangely normal for some time— normal for her at least. People avoiding her out of fear, spending her days mostly alone, and of course her constant pain. The pain was the worst.
She had to face the reality that she didn’t want that to be her normal anymore.
She had had a taste of allowing herself to be loved, for just a second, and because she expected to die. But she didn’t. And now she couldn’t go back to normal.
She kept it to herself, mostly. She bided her time, healing, helping the Guardians buy and fix up Knowhere, slowly but surely she eased into it. “It” being having friends, and letting them love her.
But what about you?
Since that day, Nebula hadn’t heard a thing about her confession from you. For months, she agonized over it, until you finally asked her about it.
Do you remember anything before you blacked out in the fight?
Vague. She didn’t need more clarification, though. That was all she had been thinking about since it happened. She just nodded.
…Did you mean it?
She spoke this time. Yes.
The rest of the evening was nice. The two of you didn’t talk much— just spent time together. Nebula spent the night at your house. You ate together. You bathed together. You slept together. You woke up together.
Nebula had never felt better. She felt raw and shaky and emotional, and sometimes she wished she could build those walls back up and get back to her comfort zone, but truthfully… she felt incredible. She felt like a person again.
You talked more after that of course, when things were easier. You became a thing. You negotiated which of your friends you should tell first. You laughed, and teased each other, and hugged, and kissed, and loved each other.
It felt so natural. It felt so normal. Nebula couldn’t stop smiling all day.
The two of you live together on Knowhere now. People are still intimidated by her, but Nebula smiles often.
A/N: hey guys :3 I take requests, both for headcanons and oneshots <3
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raccoonfallsharder · 4 months
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what kind of names do you think Mantis would give to her new abilisk friends? though at the end of Vol. 3 she collectively calls them her "babies" as they evacuated the Arête and i think that's already heckin' adorable
i've been thinking about this since you sent it. i would love to know what you think, actually. i love mantis but i don't know enough of her canonical background to say anything with confidently, and i honestly cannot decide. so here are a number of things i considered:
i thought about tiny mantis, with baby fat still in her cheeks and eyes even wider than they are now, her antennae always glowing. she tells peter that ego swept her away from her home planet after she was left orphaned in her larval state - but a god like ego can't be bothered with raising a child. i thought maybe, after she'd help him fall asleep, baby mantis would sit and swing her legs, and dream herself up some imaginary friends. you've probably never seen a more sad or lonely thing than tiny mantis, wandering the lush and vibrant terrain of ego the living planet: bickering with the ghosts of her dreamed-up family, playing some self-taught variation on tag or hide-and-seek by herself.
i thought maybe she named her adopted abilisks after them.
and then i thought that - ego is not exactly a reliably storyteller. perhaps he told a young mantis the story of his charitable adoption of her so many times that she believed it - and since she was so young, she'd have no reason to question it. but maybe she was not simply orphaned. maybe he orphaned her the same way he orphaned pete, destroying a family who loved her so much, who had such hopes for her. maybe she had two older siblings who couldn't wait till she was big enough to play with, and they made up all her days and nights and joys and fights. they probably had nicknames. maybe the younger one was still enough of a baby to mispronounce everything, and mantis held onto that memory: the slightly tilted and childish pronunciations, wobbling with affection. maybe her conscious mind can't recall them, but when she reaches out to her abilisks, she finds those innocent, almost-meaningless names rising up in her lungs like flowers. she doesn't know why - she just knows they're there, right on the edge of her antennae.
then i thought maybe mantis would name them the most mundane names possible. very "human" or terran-esque: gladys and john, maybe. maybe she thinks they are very cool names. or she knows exactly what she's doing and thinks it's hilarious.
or - and here's the one i think i like best -
maybe she doesn't know what she's named them.
mantis is not a telepath, but she is an empath. at the end of vol3, she speaks to her babies with a little purring chirrup. she probably doesn't know what it means - not really - but she knows the associations. she knows the vibes.
the sense of come with me˚ ༘ ೀ⋆.˚
the sense of of go with me wherever i go༘*.゚ and of ༘ ⋆。˚i will go wherever you go, too
did that little trill mean come along⋆.˚જ⁀➴ or did it mean * ੈ♡‧₊˚we are companions or did it mean ⋆-ˋˏlet's depart into the silvered sky together✩₊˖°˖⁺‧
mantis doesn't know, but she knows it feels like all of those things.
do the abilisks have names for themselves? maybe. maybe not. mantis will probably never really know. but she probably asks them, because that's who mantis is. i like to think she takes all the little chirps and purrs and clicks and rumbles that feel best to them, and that's what she uses to call and speak to them. words that mean something like ༘⋆✦⋆ ˚。home and love♡✧˚ ༘ and embrace✲゚。⋆ and my child, my darling, my little one.ೃ࿔*:・₊⊹
you might think, how silly, that mantis has inadvertantly named the slightly smaller one something like ✧˚ ༘⋆。Sweetie-Pie♡˚ in their language, and the even bigger one now goes by a series of warbles and churrs that are close to ༘⋆-ˋˏAdorable Baby. after all, they're four times her height and like a hundred times her body mass mass and they vomit interdimensional glitter and rainbow confetti whenever they get anxious, like very large and very nervous cats. but even if mantis knew what she was calling them, she wouldn't stop. and they wouldn't want her to.
all three of them, together, know that she would cuddle them up and tuck them into her heart, and keep them safe no matter what.
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tom-whore-dleston · 2 months
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Bound to the Villain
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Pairing: villain!Adam Warlock x guardian!gn reader
Word Count: 995
This fic contains: some dark themes, abduction, reader is captive, corruption, evil arc, reader has some insecurities, unbeta'd writing
Summary: You are more than a guardian of the galaxy in Adam's eyes.
Notes: I said I missed writing for Adam so I said yolo and revisited a WIP I thought I had abandoned long ago. It's way different than what I originally planned but it'll do for now. Who knows I might write a part 2 with a little extra something something ;) This is my submission for @flashfictionfridayofficial, who I would like to shoutout for sparking inspiration back into my little brain :)
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Your eyes fluttered open to what looked like a dungeon cell. As you gained consciousness, you struggled to remember what happened before you blacked out. All you could recall was fighting alongside the guardians of the galaxy. The reason behind the mission was foggy, along with who exactly you were supposed to defeat. 
Upon realizing your friends were nowhere to be found, anxiety rushed through your system as you tried to stand and run. However, you failed to move further than a meter as the chains around your wrists sent you crashing to the floor. You winced in pain as the metal tugged your skin. 
An ominous chuckle echoed in the room, yet you could not locate the source of the eerie sound. Your head whipped around the room until footsteps against the cobble approached you. 
“Who’s there?” You yelled into the void. A tall man with pure golden skin and wispy blond hair emerged from the dark side of the room. You gasped as your eyes set upon a gem in the middle of his forehead. In fact, it was a stone. A stone you and your fellow guardians were awfully familiar with. 
The soul stone.
Almost as quick as the snap that blipped your friends away, you immediately realized who you were up against.
Adam Warlock. The perfect man from space created to destroy the guardians of the galaxy.  
“What am I doing here? Where are my friends?” You interrogated, masking your fear with an angry voice. 
“No need to worry, my little one,” Adam answered. “Those idiots you call your friends are where you and I last saw them. I wouldn’t be surprised if they are on their way to find you. Some heroes they would be.”
Goosebumps pricked your skin at Adam’s pet name for you. Then, your stomach flipped as you worried about the safety of the other guardians. 
Were they really out there looking for you? The whole reason your team had been roaming the galaxy was in search of Gamora. Unlike you, Gamora was a stronger and more skilled fighter. Not to mention, Peter was still madly in love with her and refused to stop searching until she was found. You were intelligent, in fact, the most intelligent of the group. Hence, why you felt like an outcast most of the time, but maybe just this one time, you were wrong.
What really plagued your mind was what drove Adam Warlock to keep you of all the guardians as his prisoner.
“You kidnapped me? Why?”
The golden man laughed, kneeling to your level on the ground. “You know, I always pegged you as the smart one of the guardians.” 
You cocked a condescending smile. “Perhaps their stupidity rubbed off on me.”
Adam matched your snarky smile. “My main purpose may be to destroy you and your beloved friends, but I realized there is more to my being than death and destruction.” His gloved finger lifted your chin up so you were forced to gaze into his eyes. The gesture made your breath falter as his eyes pierced your soul.
“I may be powerful, but I am also lonely. I have desired a mate since my birth and when I was fighting you and those morons on Knowhere, I was instantly drawn to you.” 
You wanted to be infuriated, disgusted even, by his statement. Yet, your body betrayed you as your cheeks warmed up and you arched your back away from the wall. This made Adam’s grin grow wider.
“As smart as you are, you’re not very strong. It was very easy to use my powers against you and make you crumble to your knees. And there is no doubt why.” Adam leaned closer to you. 
“Your mind and heart are wounded. You loved and lost so many that you latched onto others who are as broken as you are. You hide your emotions to avoid getting hurt again. You’re just like me, little one. You’re lonely. But don’t mind that anymore, I can fix all that. Be my mate, and you will never have to be hurt or lonely again.” 
You conjured all of your strength to swing a punch at his face, yet the chains ricocheted your fist back. A frustrated huff escaped your nostrils as your muscles strained from the attempted attack. 
“You know, for someone who was born yesterday, you sure know how to woo a lady. But I’ll have you know, I am not broken.”
The same gloves hand smoothed over your face and down your neck, chills following his touch. 
“You can stop lying to yourself, little one. I may have been born yesterday, but even the dumbest creature to plague this galaxy can spot a broken soul.” Now, Adam’s face was only inches away from yours. His hot breath fanned over your lips as if hypnotizing you to close the space between you and him. 
All of a sudden, the shackles released from your wrists. Yet, you were unphased by your freedom. You should have knocked Adam to the ground and fled the scene before you could get killed. Instead, you gazed into Adam’s eyes, who extended his hand towards you.
“Take my hand. You will never have to experience pain ever again with me.” You found yourself succumbing to his touch, his voice, and his offer. Yet, at the back of your conscience, you thought about the guardians. How hurt they would be to learn that you chose to side with your enemy. All that time becoming a family with them just for it to go to waste. Your mind became fuzzy from this internal conflict.
“So, what’s it gonna be, little one?” 
Your once chained hand interlocked with Adam’s. It felt so natural, and you wondered if you were destined to be the villain. As his plush lips engulfed yours, the darkness clouded your judgment. 
If being bound to the villain was wrong, you never wanted to be right again.
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caesarhamato22 · 9 months
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Who Would Confess?
Rocket x Reader Headcanons
This is a reply to two headcanon asks I got that were pretty similar!
First Ask
Second Ask
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• I think it would depend on whether he thinks/knows that you like him back.
• He doesn't want to ruin whatever good friendship/relationship you two have going on. He's comfortable, but he can't help but want more.
• If he noticed some signs from you (more flirting, asking more personal questions, any physical affection), I reckon he'd ask you what you view him as.
• Like, "what are we?" That kind of thing.
• If he had no clue how you felt, he'd either straight up ask you in the most casual way, “wanna get a drink?”, or he'd ignore his feelings and continue having the comfortable relationship that you two share.
• If his friends told him that you had feelings for him, he'd be skeptical.
• How do they know? Are they just guessing? Did you tell them?
• Where are they getting this information???
• If you had expressed how you felt about him to his friends, he'd wonder why you didn't just come to him.
• You guys were close, you talked about everything. Why couldn't you just tell him so he didn't have to tell you?!
• At first, he'd be nervous to tell you, whether he knew you liked him or not.
• He's make you something small, something he knew you needed or wanted.
• Nothing too fancy or difficult to make.
• Something simple and pretty with his own flare added to it.
• You loved anything he made you, whatever it was.
• Perhaps he'd show more casual physical affection.
• Patting/resting his hand on your thigh, wiping something off your face, taking multiple glances at the little cuts and marks on your fingers and hands, eventually choosing to hold your hands for a closer look and ask how you got them.
• He wouldn't show how flustered he got, wouldn't hesitate during these actions as it had to be seen as second nature, and he certainly wouldn't show his worry for your well being over something so miniscule as a paper cut.
• On the other hand, he would fall to his knees if you confessed first.
• I think he’d honestly prefer it because then you’re going out of your way to tell him that you like him.
• Him. Rocket. The cybernetically engineered raccoon, who stands on his hind legs to reach a height of 3’1 while wielding guns larger than himself and three times his weight.
• “I like you, Rocket.”
• God, how this man would swoon.
• A creature, as beautiful and flawless as you, liking a monster like him.
• For a moment, he’d think you were lying, taking pity on him.
• You assured him you weren’t, and that you truly and deeply loved him. That you didn't view him as a monster.
• That you viewed him as perfect.
• If you listed out everything you liked loved about him, he’d cry.
• You two would have different methods of confessing.
• Doesn’t matter who confessed first.
• Because one of you eventually did, one way or another.
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star-quill · 11 months
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nsfw where the reader is slightly younger than quill (as in late 20s early 30s) and they're neighbors who fuck VERY OFTEN, but there's no title so often at neighborhood events she flirts with neighbors and acts as if her and quill don't fuck and they're neighbors, but she gets extremely jealous when he talks to another female.
just v into jealous!peter smut hehee
oh😖😵‍💫
you don't even know how you and him started sleeping together. it just kinda, happened. you first met him at someone's birthday party, flirting a little when you went inside to refill your water. he came in to grab a towel, having spilled his beer down himself.
the spill dried up quickly but his t-shirt still reeked of beer. he hadn't turned to face you yet, not really noticing you were there and so he peeled his shirt off. patting his stomach dry, he turned around to find the washing machine and saw you standing there, glass in hand.
"hi.. i uhm.. need in the washing machine.." you looked down realising you were standing in front of it.
"oh.. sorry, here let me put it in.." you took the towel from him and shoved it in. he just nodded at you before heading back outside. you saw him say something to some guy outside before he left. you didn't even look at anything else but his fave but images of him were flashing in your head—images of his body, how built and large he was, images of his body pressed up against yours, images of him pulling down his—
"hey.. can u hear me?" you blinked a few times, looking at one of your friends standing in front of you.
"sorry.. must've zoned out.."
"c'mon.. they're serving up food now.."
the party lasted for a while and peter came back a while after the food was being served—he told you his name after he apologised for kinda freaking you out in the kitchen. you spoke to him for most of the night, before he walked you home. perhaps you shouldn't have invited him in but then he had you lying on the couch, legs wrapped around his waist as he filled you up. that one time became many times, him coming over just to fuck. he craved you, craved the feeling of you around him. very often he would turn up unannounced.
your complaint of "peter.. the plumber's fixing my kitchen sink, can you come back later?" was met with "you don't think you can be quiet?". your complaint of "peter.. my parents are visiting soon.." was met with "don't worry, i'll be quick..".
but to both of you, it was just sex. nothing more, just neighbours, maybe friends, who slept together occasionally. so why is it you got jealous when he flirted with someone else at the barbecue he was hosting. he was manning the grill and she was fawning all over him, giggling at everything he said and feeling up his arms. and that fucker was drinking it all in, loving the attention he was getting. you couldn't be jealous, you weren't together, but you were absolutely seething with rage. but you knew what he'd be like if you went over there too.
"hey peter.. so uhm, how long will the sausages be, hm?" you looked up at him, batting your eyelashes a few times.
"'bout.. 3 minutes or so.. so get yourself ready, yeah?" he didn't even look at you, just focused on turning the meat round. the other woman had long gone and you just smiled at peter and walked off, sneaking inside and waiting on the sofa. he came in five minutes later, standing beside the couch.
"didn't you see i was talking to someone out there?"
"i did.. but she was annoying me.."
"christ.. we're not together, you can't go getting pissed off when i flirt with someone else.."
"but.." you knelt up on the couch, hands on the arm as you pouted at him. he just grabbed your chin, thumb rubbing over your lips.
"my baby gettin' jealous hm?"
"mmhm.."
"in my room, now.. go. i gotta head outside but i'll be back for you in a minute.. be ready."
you went to wait for him on his bed, but he took well more than a minute. you just lay down, hugging one of his pillows and waited for 10 minutes before you gave up and left. didn't even say goodbye as you went out the front door, walking back home. you knew you couldn't get so hung up on him when it was nothing more than casual sex. but he was occupying every waking thought you had.
you stuck an old movie on and lay down on your sofa, hoping it would make you fall asleep faster. after around an hour, your doorbell went. you opened the door to find peter there, a plate covered in aluminium foil in his hands.
"you uhm.. i didn't see you leave, and you missed the food.."
"i'm not in the mood, thanks for the offer though.."
"hey wait, i want to apologise.."
"i waited for you, you never came.."
"no.. but i can make you come now though.."
you just rolled your eyes.
"no?"
"maybe.." you stood back and let him in, shutting the door as he went to your kitchen and set the food down. you followed in after, standing next to him as he rested against the kitchen countertop.
"did you actually get jealous today?"
"well.. yeah.. she was all over you, peter.. don't you get jealous when i flirt with other guys?"
"damn right i do, you're telling me these other guys are gonna be able to make you feel as good as i make you feel? no way.."
then his hand was around your waist and he stepped in front of you, lifting you onto the counter.
"nobody can make you come, except me.. understand?"
"mmhm.." you just smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning in to kiss him. he pulled away after a few seconds, dropping his head to kiss your neck, leaving little bites here and there.
"gotta make sure everyone knows you're my girl.."
"your girl?"
"yeah.. my girl.."
after that, you and him were still never technically exclusive but he still called you "my girl" or "my baby"—and every time he said it, it made your heart flutter. he'd always say it after he fucked you on your sofa, and then you'd drape yourself over his thigh, wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him lazily until his hand went to grab your waist and rub you against his bare thigh, getting you off once more. then it became "my pretty baby" or "my pretty lil' girl" as you came all over his leg, sighing into his neck as your orgasm washed over you. maybe one day you'd discuss the full extent of your relationship but right now, you were content with what you had with him.
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please can I request soft/ fluff HCs with Peter quill? it’s sinful how little fics there are of him, so had to ask you :) 💕 preferably female but GN is fine too
hii! omg yess that’s so true, there is literally no fics of him! I have searched for so long to find some quill fics but often come up empty, so if anyone has recs, please please send them my way (I need them and him) ive never wrote for quill so hope these are accurate. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
headcanons/ imagines
peter quill x f reader
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a/n || I may have done this first, sorry to all the others in my inbox, this was something fun to do and hopefully it might kick me into writing again
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- it’s a given, but you guys talk about music ALL the time, it’s definitely a very important part of your relationship. maybe you share new songs with him from different decades, but you definitely prefer his music and he loves that you love his music
- he has an abundance of funky, fun and cool graphic tees, he loves to share them with you and probably prefers them on you
- he definitely fell first
- he loves to make you laugh, constantly cracking jokes. doesn’t even need to try and you’d just be laughing or smiling at him. his favourite laughs of yours are when you snort or cackle at his unintentional jokes
- it makes him feel special that you pay attention to the little things he says and when you react earnestly to them
- even though he LOVES the other guardians, he definitely prefers one on one time with you and loves to have you all to himself. he also loves your attention, and he definitely craves time with you
- he has major abandonment issues, so he doesn’t like you leaving his side. you’d be like his lucky rock, or a special penny that he always needs near. you are incredibly special to quill and he is often terrified that he’ll lose you too
- he craves validation, especially from you
- he is a lot smarter than he gives himself credit for. he’s definitely learnt tonnes from rocket over the years
- if he ever has to do a mission separately from you (would take a lot of persuasion and reassurance first) but he always brings back some special for you, something tailored and important to you, something that holds significance
- he’s incredibly sentimental, again not always showing it. he feels safe with the other guardians, but even more so with you. he doesn’t often like talking about his mother (he finds it too difficult) it took a lot of time, but he eventually shared that part of his life with you, and he was glad he did because your reaction was exactly what he needed
- an amazing hugger, he’s super comforting and safe. he has a very homely vibe and instantly makes you feel at ease
- you two have a very fun and easygoing relationship, it’s light and airy, but serious and passionate when it needs to be. a very sincere and genuine dynamic
- he taught you how to speak groot, he’s a great teacher but it took some getting used to
- he likes when you sit on his lap when he steers the ship, even though it’s not technically safe, he loves having you near when he is in the captain's seat (or just on his lap in the seat in general)
- but if need be, your seat is behind him, so it’s not too far away
- he loves teaching you things, he wanted to be the one to teach you about the ship and its buttons and controls
- I had this idea: that you take him to earth (he might not be too fond of the idea at first) but you surprise him with concert tickets so you both could see a band he loves. he’d never stop talking about it, and he’d keep the ticket stubs pinned up so he could look at them all the time
- he would do ANYTHING for you, he goes love blind (may have gotten himself hurt a couple of times to protect you)
- you both invented a special code/ encryption so you can talk to each other over comms. if he is on the other side of the ship (maybe tinkering) he’ll send you a secret message to let you know he’s thinking of you
- you guys don’t really argue (that’s not a bad thing either) if you have a disagreement it’s usually very light, and unserious, he’d probably accidentally make you laugh during it and then everything goes back to normal
- but if you ever do get into an argument, he can be quite stubborn
- he is a man-child (but the best kind!!) he can be immature and cocky but he’s always lighthearted. he’s just a fun-loving goof
- he loves when you call him starlord (but you don’t say it too often, so it doesn’t lose its meaning)
- you helped him process his grief, especially after yondu. once he felt comfortable talking about him again, he’d tell you all of these stories about him growing up
- he no longer drinks to forget, he now prefers a social drink after a mission with the crew instead. he doesn’t feel the need to drink himself silly now that he has you
- the guardians think you’re a great addition to the team and love that you make quill so happy
- you and peter share stories of earth with the others, sometimes you’d bend the truth and say wacky absurd things to joke around with them, but that being said it often flies over their heads, especially drax and mantis
- you two are definitely best friends as well as a couple, the perfect balance of friendship and romance, which is what makes the connection so special
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