nobody fucks with the ravagers

steal from everyone

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fleshformetal:

She snorted, not quite appreciating the ravager’s little joke but letting it go for the time being. So long as the human got her aboard a working ship she would let any little remarks go. Or so she told herself. “I’ll take it.” If it was her own ship, then Nebula would take the gamble that it was in good enough working order for what she needed. Perhaps even sellable.

“She’s yours.” It almost felt wrong to part with her ship, as much as she’d bitched and moaned about the state of it over the years. Since she was fourteen, it’d been her home away from the Eclector, a haven when things got too heavy with the others. Now there was no home to return to. “Just promise me one thing?” Her tone was hesitant, as if she already expected Nebula to deny her request. “Take care of her. She’s served me well over the years. She’ll do the same for you if you treat her right.”

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firstmatekraggles:

“So it was a spontaneous thing? Ye caught me looking at ye heart and then decided that we should hook up in a closet?” He grinned a little, feeling just a bit nervous about this. “Oh ye know, I never questioned that, nice boobs that don’ look fake, can’ be sure of course but wasn’t goin’ to question.” Kraglin licked his lips. “Oh am I interested? I would say.. totally, yes.” He nodded slowly, moving until he was so so close, looking down at her.

“You ever gonna drop the “looking at your heart” line, or are you sticking to that excuse forever?” She joked, though her humor did nothing to slow the sudden increase in the beating of her heart. In the back of her mind, she wondered if he could feel it. As he drew closer, she kept eye contact with him, hoping he couldn’t see the nervous glint in her eyes. 

There was barely an inch between them. Cas could nearly hear the cogs in his brain whirring, wondering if he was just as nervous as she was. But nerves were for the meek. Not for people like them. Ignoring her doubts, the woman leaned up on tiptoe, hardly tall enough to reach, and pressed a deep kiss to his lips, her hands bracing against his chest.

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loneravager:

      “gef can meet the tip of my sword if that bastard doesn’t know what’s good for him.” the small amount of grog didn’t satisfy the pale woman and thought about heading down to the kitchen and grabbing some for he rown. “i think that brain eating parasite is what made up join yondu’s clan in the first place. we aren’t like the guardians of the galaxy.” the famous words were said in a mocking tone as she was not yet over the fact that quill had betrayed them.

she gave a drawn out sigh before leaning back in her chair, crdling her cup to her chest as she picked at her teeth with the edge of her nail. “you really gotta bring those guys up again? if it’s not taserface bringing them up to piss everyone off, it’s someone else.” of course she still felt hurt over quill’s betrayal. hell, she’d spent a good majority of her life as a free woman sharing living space with him. it hit her hard in the beginning. she wanted to believe it didn’t hurt as much now. 

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pinkhairdoesntdance:

Gamora’s expression softened just a little. She tilted her head, then righted it again, thinking it through.

“I did not mean to cause you to bring harm to yourself,” she explained. Her fingertips lifted to briefly expose her palms in a gesture of peace. She nodded toward the little belt once her eyes focused on it. She met the young woman’s eyes, curiosity etching her brow. “You want him to wear that?” The reasoning seemed kind, too – protective. “You might be met with some protests,” she said, trying not to look mildly amused. It felt too heavy – the air around them – for that.

“Accidents happen. Besides, I’ve hurt myself way worse before.” Cas gave a shrug before setting the belt on the table, scooting everything she’d misplaced from the junk pile with the heel of her boot. “If he wants to, he can. Won’t force him to wear it if he doesn’t.” 

This wasn’t typical behavior of hers. Most days, she couldn’t be bothered to care much about anyone. Even if they were Peter’s new crew, she would have been more inclined to irritate them at every opportunity than to ensure they had any sort of comfort here. After all, they’d all lost out on a huge score because of the so called Guardians of the Galaxy. Part of her was still incredibly bitter about it. But after everything... Causing minor frustrations wasn’t as important to her anymore. 

“To be honest, I didn’t think you’d all stick around this long. Peter’s always jetted off as soon as he had the chance. Guess he’s taking the captain thing seriously.” Even if the Ravagers he had command over were just her, Kraglin,and any other stragglers who’d been lucky enough to avoid the mutiny. 

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Okay so I spent the day to Megacon and I’m barely awake enough to write this. I have tomorrow off so I’ll get to replies as soon as I’m awake. 

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12 hour shift today, so I’ll be scarce until later tonight. Everyone have a good day!

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firstmatekraggles:

Okay this was a huge surprise and it had Kraglin definitely stare at her for a moment, speechless. “I totally didn’ see this one coming. Ye were thinking about this for a while?” Kraglin licked his lower lip, moving a little closer, head tilted while he looked down at her. “I am sure.. this could be very very good material, not only images..” Again he risked a look at her boobs.

“Not for long. Probably since I caught you staring at me.” Cas admitted sheepishly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.  What was life without a little risk? And as Kraglin moved in, his gaze focused on her boobs, she had to admit that a little risk sounded fun right now. Noticing the direction of his gaze, she took one of his hands, placing it on her chest casually. “They’re real. You interested?”

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firstmatekraggles:

Kraglin looked down at his own chest, pursing his lips. “Yer loss.. they are okayish.” His arms crossed over his chest and he looked at her, a brow raised, smirking. “New material is always appreciated. But what was it ye have in mind then?” He was curious now.

Cas smirked. “I was thinking something involving me, you, and a storage closet. Preferably with the lights off.” She sidled up beside him, giving his bicep a gentle squeeze. “If it’s new material you’re after, you’ll definitely have it after tonight.” 

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If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute-cumber. /sighs

suvi have you been drinking again

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*did the tailor thing*

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*contemplates making another Ravager OC*

*sees dash flipping out about the Ravager tailor*

*starts working on the thing*

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pinkhairdoesntdance:

“Can I help you?” Gamora asked. She tried to keep any tone of real accusation out of her voice. Those that lingered here were here because they belonged here. It was a Ravager ship. She did not quite know where the young woman had come from, but she recognized their colors and their way. How could she not?

She knew that they were aboard a Ravager ship, though, and not leaving anytime soon. She wouldn’t have even if it had been offered. Perhaps piracy did chafe against the morality she remembered, even if she had not been able to practice it, from childhood. But this was what Peter knew. With the loss of any hope of a true birthright, he needed this. His home. What he had inherited from the only real father he had ever known

If she cared for Peter, she had to accept it. Nevertheless, she knew Rocket would not take kindly to being stolen from, however much he stole. Really, it was a peacekeeping mission that led her to say something when she happened upon the woman.

Her immediate reaction was to stand up, the back of her head colliding with the underside of the table. She cursed quietly under her breath, rubbing the throbbing bump on her head as she slid out from under the table, trying her damnedest not to look intimidated by the other woman. The other daughter of Thanos, Nebula, she’d intimidated the entire crew after blowing up the captain’s implant. At the time, Cas feared she would challenge Taserface for the right of captain. Now she knew better than to underestimate Gamora.

“Yeah, probably. You see Groot anywhere?” She held up the tiny belt she’d rigged up, complete with a bell. “I know he’s growing and all, but it’d be easier to keep track of him if we could hear him. I’d hate for him to wander into an engine.” 

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firstmatekraggles:

Kraglin smirked and lowered his gaze. “Ah, guessed it was no real offer. Nice things don’ happen t’ bad people.” Kraglin shrugged his shoulders some. “I would let ye take pics of my boobs too.”

“Thanks, but no thanks. I don’t need a permanent reminder of your boobs.” She teased him, laugh lines beginning to form in the corners of her eyes. “As much as I’m dying to give you material to beat off to, I had something different in mind.”

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firstmatekraggles:

To be fair, he hardly got a good look at some nice boobs,, being part of a crew with just men, most of them beyond unattractive. “Oh really? I’m allowed t’ take pictures?”

Part of her was tempted to backhand him, if only to see him slinking around with a bruise on his face for a few days. But what harm was there in messing around? “If you give me a good reason why I should let you.”

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“Ye don’t listen t’ me at all, don’ ye? I said I wasn’t staring at your tits.” Kraglin raised his hands in defense.

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“I’m not an idiot, Kraglin. Well, not as much as some of the guys.” Cas shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

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"I’m not staring at your boobs. I’m staring at your heart."

“Sure, that’s what you were doing.” Cas rolled her eyes, tilting her head as she sighed. “Y’know, if you’re trying to stay on my good side, admitting to staring at my tits definitely isn’t helping your case.” 

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javegar:

▌░ —  Approaching from behind, the warrior joined the half a dozen soldiers only the landing bay, their weapons pointed at the intruder, her ship damaged behind her, the land was clearly rough. But she shouldn’t be here. Aya was still a no-go zone for anyone. The alliance between the Initiative and the Angara was still in the works, especially with the Moshae not yet recovered.

Directing the soliders to remain focusing their weapons on the Intruder, he approached the woman.

“Aya is not a safe zone for the Intiative… let alone for an exile. The Pathfinder team are the only exception as of the current moment. You must leave as soon as possible, if you put up a fight, or disobey these orders, you will be imprisoned. You are not welcome here.”

It wasn’t the first time anyone had told her she was unwelcome, though usually she was used to having more guns focused on her. Her brow furrowed at the mention of the exiles, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. As sneaky and underhanded as the Ravagers had been in the Milky Way, they weren’t nearly as bad as those bastards. These Angara didn’t seem to know- or care about- the difference. 

“You’d throw me in prison for a crash landing?” Cas kept her hands raised, sneaking a glance towards her battered ship. One wing was nearly shorn off, the other missing entirely. And if she had to guess what caused the crash, the stretch of hull that covered her engine was missing, exposing an engine that had a chunk ripped from it. Damn that asteroid field.

“Look, I don’t wanna be here probably as much as you don’t want me here. Maybe more. But I can’t just up and take off. If you haven’t noticed, I’m missing half my ship.”