hooked on a feeling @hcckedonafeeling - Tumblr Blog

#me trying to apologize

(( A few things:

I’ve been busy with life, but my motivation to RP has…been severely lacking. And for a number of reasons. I’m using this time to focus on my career. I’ve been struggling with several things, despite this I have been trying to remain positive as it is all I can do. For the past week or two, I’ve focused on learning graphic design techniques in the hopes that it’ll boost my job opportunities, and advance my career goals. This post is more so to reassure you all that I am overall doing well and simply need a break from the hobby. On that note, I’m announcing a hiatus. Officially.

I will remain on discord (mostly for OOC chat since that’s all I have been using it for pfft). Tumblr as a whole is going to be put on hold indefinitely.

I love Hawkeye. I love our stories. And I hope everyone continues to have fun. I do apologize for freezing all threads, but I find this necessary for my sake.

In the meantime, take care everyone. Clint says ‘hi <3′

-SPADE ))

#Self reblog from main blog as it is applicable here #This is Not What it Seems (OOC)

princesconsuela

#Hooked on a Feeling (Headcannon)

abydell

Meredith Quill & Yondu Udonta meet in the afterlife.

#Old Man Take a Look At My Life (Yondu)#And There's a Girl In This Harbor Town (Meridith Quill)

rocknrollwillneverdie-blog1

Visit Original Link

Wham Bam - Silver (Silver, 1976)

#Awesome Mix Vol. 2 (MIX)

megmcmuffins

Peter Quill

1 of 4 in the GoG print series

#Starman Waiting in the Sky FC

((Me: -stares at the blogs I want to pester and poke and love on...begins to make an attempt to interact with them only to stop midway through thanks to my roleplayer/ Quill insecurities- MMMMMM MAYBE NEXT TIME...))

#This is Not What it Seems (OOC)#((legit never been as shy as I am on this damn blog ))#((IM WORKING ON IT GUYS I SWEAR))

princesconsuela

#Hooked on a Feeling (Headcannon)#((but you can call me Star-Lord))#((thank you peter))#((....star lord...))

boyegas-deactivated20181222

#((lol when they have mandatory shots of the shirtless protagonist I cant help but snicker))#((chris pratt's good looking but I'd love to have a coffee with him instead))#Starman Waiting in the Sky FC

lxstzenwhoberi

ɪ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀ HESITANCY ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ…

#promo

grootchie:

Groot watched Quill standing there, watched the man’s lost expression. He seemed thoughtful, the tiny tree thought, lost in thoughts and in his own mind. Was he thinking about something specific? Was he recalling something? Was his question too hard to answer?

Tilting his head, still observing Peter and how he felt the blue candy piece, he seriously started to wonder what was up with him. Deep inside, he was even a little concerned for their captain. This was unusual. Even when he started telling him about his mom, Groot couldn’t help but think that Peter sounded genuinely sad.

“I am Groot.” Maybe it was a stupid suggestion, maybe not. Still, Groot was trying to tell him to simply get some of those things that were called Reese’s. Maybe this would cheer him up. Still frowning a little, the sapling pulled his mouth corners down.

“I am Groot.” Besides, he was curious about the birthplace of Quill anyway.

Most normal people, not Peter, would do normal things-not Peter- in moments of vulnerability and sadness -NOT Peter. The wise thing to do would be to be near loved ones, surround themselves with friends, perhaps relax, but what did Quill think to do INSTEAD?

“Wait a minute...wait, wait--wohohohohoah!” It was as if someone had turned on a lightbulb in his head, and not in the same way that one time Rocket thought it’d be funny to replace the light over Peter’s head by using him as a human ladder because “BUT YOU’RE THE PERFECT HEIGHT I SWEAR.” Without further hesitation, he came up with a plan.

“We should go find some. They gotta be somewhere, I bet there’s a bag sitting in some trade post SOMEWHERE.” The potential scavenger hunt gave him a flood of ideas. It would give them something to do, something to distract themselves with between ‘jobs’, and he could share the treat with the sappling. It was--

“--perfect!”

#grootchie

kristaferanka

NYCC commission - Starlord

#Starman Waiting in the Sky FC

princesconsuela

#Hooked on a Feeling (Headcannon)

Beams are Gonna Blind Me (Dr. Strange) || Closed RP @wearenotthesameasyesterday

Peter....Peter....Peter?

Eyes shut tight, Quill was on his knees, hands balled up fiercely. It was only when the burning sensation on his skin subsided that he allowed himself to breathe.

Peter, honey, open your eyes.

He blinks away the gripping fear holding him in place. Was this death’s door?

“Mom?” He looked around, turning his head left. Turning his head right. No one was there. No one in the vast sea of endless waist-high, shining grain and dancing softly in the breeze.

#Beams are Gonna Blind Me #wearenotthesameasyesterday #((Im totally ripping off The Lovely Bones but this idea came to mind))#((I hope its ok))#wearenotthesameasyesterday(Dr. Strange)

belladonna-of-thraneal:

Belle was across the way when she noticed the damaged ship in the junkyard. She was polishing a part for the ship she was building from scratch. She opened her door, yelling at the top of her lungs. “Hey, if you keep her parked there any longer the junkers will think she’s scrapped and strip her for parts!”

Her electric blue eyes were intense, her raven hair pulled back into a high ponytail that cascaded down a little past her shoulders in waves and curls. She had a little bandana around her head with purple and light blue swirls around it, and a jumpsuit that hung open, revealing her tank top and a hint of midriff. Her combat boots were dirty, and so was her face. Streaks of grease and ship fluid around her face didn’t hide her beauty, but she really would have looked better if she kept her face clean. That was hard in her kind of work.

“If you want,” She called again, “I can give you a tow!” She waited, leaning on the doorframe to see his response.

The shouting startled him, lifting both quad blasters in her direction and a single brow high above his forehead. Never, would he ever admit she had made him jump like that. To save face he gulped and started, “Yea, I can use a tow!”

Upon seeing her non-lethal appearance, Peter’s shoulders relaxed, weapons faltering from their aim. Having known the end of a pistol on more than on one occasion, he figured if she’d wanted him dead, he would be by now...or at least facing the end of a barrel.

#Gonna Do My Very Best and It Ain’t No Lie #belladonnaofthraneal #((dont worry about the length!))