Kick off your Sunday shoes

  I come from Earth, a planet of outlaws. My name is Peter Quill. There's one other name you may know me by. Star-Lord.  {This is an MCU Peter Quill/Star-Lord. I own nthing unless specified otherwise}

[jacksonpollockpilot]

//Here for a bit, who wants a thing?

[my-twelvepercent-deactivated201]

Her eyebrows shot up as soon as the offer was made. “Really?” There wasn’t much of anything that was keeping her on earth, just school and a career someday. But if she were to go with Quill, what would any of it matter? It was tempting, though she needed to think about what it would mean for her should Peter decide he’d had enough. “I don’t know.. I want to come with you, don’t get me wrong. But what happens to me if you decide you’ve made the wrong choice?”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

He got just as excited as she did, the redhead beaming but he could see her mind working and it falters and at her question, the boy shakes his head, “I would never think of you as that, if you can believe me. I’m pretty sure you would tire of me before I would ever even think to call it.” Peter didn’t want to argue, it was a yes or no and if she doubted it, it would have to be a no. “I will always come back and visit you though..”

[eineartwunsch-deactivated201511]

[lolbartri]

[taehyungsart]

[jacksonpollockpilot]

mytwelvepercent:

She held out her wrist, allowing Peter to slip on the bracelet. “I love it,” she smiled and examined the piece of jewelry. “Earth has been boring. Things don’t seem as exciting anymore knowing you’re out in space doing what you do.” Pepper leaned up on her toes and pressed a kiss to the other boy’s lips, “Thank you for my bracelet, space boy, and I’m so glad you’re here.”

Peter returned the kiss and smiled at the girl and sighed, his brows pinched a bit, “You should come with me. We’re only here for the day and then we’ll be off. I could clear off the upper bunk for ya if you want.”

[bobbimorses]

Bonus:

[my-twelvepercent-deactivated201]

“Better now that you’re here,” she murmured, lightly running her hand across his shoulders. “Are you alright? How has space been treating you?” 

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Yeah, I’m fine. Space has been fine.” he pulled out a bracelet and handed it over, “Got ya something, it’s nothing great, but it’s from this city where no one’s been livin’ for years. Found it in some rubble. How’s Earth?”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Hey, pretty lady.”

[my-twelvepercent-deactivated201]

“Patrick, right?” she giggled before throwing her arms around her space boy. 

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Something like that.” he chuckled, hugging her close and kissed her cheek, “Its been far too long. How’ve you been?”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Hey, pretty lady.”

[readyforyours-archived-deactiva]

jacksonpollockpilot:

@xbonedaddy

“Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing on my ship?”

     “Brock Rumlow, and I don’t fuckin’ know, th’ last thing      I remember, I was on Earth, drinking a goddamn beer.”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Rumlow, huh?” he looked at the man over, not feeling the slightest bit comfortable or reassured by this guy. “How did you get in here? Seriously, dude.”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

@xbonedaddy

“Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing on my ship?”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

[themxdtitan-deactivated20180409]

 @jacksonpollockpilot falls before the defeated liked for a starter

“Peter Quill, a sight i’d rather NOT   see. What brings you to this little   decrepit part of New York?”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

“Honestly? I was looking for some good Chinese food.           Like actually good Chinese. Uh.. You care to join me?” he rubbed the back of his neck,                                             fully aware of how much danger                                             he was in, but he was also just as hungry. 

“I think they said the place was around here.”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

@xbonedaddy 

“You look like a guy who has friends in low places.  I need some fuel.”

[jacksonpollockpilot]

[jacksonpollockpilot]

who missed me

also who wants a thing?