Star Lord and Gamora!!💜✨
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Star Lord and Gamora!!💜✨
do you love someone? and if so, how did it end?
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Prompt: For their wedding anniversary, Peter was about to buy Gamora this beautiful necklace that he has been wanting to get her when, while checking to see how much units he had, he gets a holo-credit report that someone spent his 300,000 units on video games. He knew that it was Groot who stole all of his units to buy those "mind-numbing" games, so, he decides to ground the teenager.
I made a few changes to fit my headcanons (re: amount of units and the type of gift), I hope that’s alright! Takes place in some arbitrary point in time, post-Avengers 4.ao3 | word count: 2.9k
Peter whistled cheerfully to himself as he entered the cockpit of the Benatar and settled into his seat, not intending to direct the ship anywhere, but rather, to use the onboard computer in private. And no, he wasn’t doing anything particularly suspicious - he wanted to buy a gift for Gamora.
In just a little over a week, it would be one year to the day that they got married, and he was determined to win the online auction he’d had his eye on since about a month ago to celebrate. Marriage had never really been that important for either of them, with Gamora especially insisting that they didn’t need a piece of paper to validate their relationship, but a few hospital incidents later, she was changing her tune. Sure, it wasn’t the most romantic reason in the world, but it didn’t need to be. Now they could visit each other in the emergency room, declare their marital status on those awfully tedious forms the Nova Corps had them fill out whenever insurance became an issue, and…well, and call each other husband and wife. It didn’t really come up in conversation all that much.
“I got you now,” Peter whispered gleefully, tapping on the screen to bring up his hidden browser tab. The photo he’d stared at for hours on end popped up, boasting a pair of impressive silver daggers. They were expensive, that was for sure, but they were in the green right now after their last job had resulted in a very generous tip. He could afford to spend a little on more than just food and ammunition.
The clock ticked down in the sidebar, and Peter’s heart sped up a little faster in anticipation. Come on, come on…another few minutes passed before it came down to mere seconds. He refreshed frantically, silently praying he wouldn’t be outbid and -
“YES!” Peter immediately shrunk in his seat, hoping he hadn’t accidentally gotten someone else’s attention. He quickly proceeded to click through to the payment page, humming victoriously as he typed in his information. Then, a pop-up appeared - payment declined. “What? That can’t be right.” Tap tap tap. Payment declined. “Oh, what the hell…”
He made a quick jump over to his bank account page, scrolling, wondering if he’d added or removed an extra zero somewhere he shouldn’t have; he was still getting the hang of balancing the books after Gamora insisted he learn how. It was only when Peter went to the transactions list that it became very clear who the real culprit was.
“GROOT!”
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 6 (finally…)
Gamora is falling.
She’s falling.
The wind strikes her back sharply, a biting cold impacting her body at full force. Her movements feel weird and disconnected as she flails in midair.
Thanos’ blurry silhouette— goddammit, Thanos —looms over the mountaintop, no doubt watching her fall to her death. She can imagine how he looks—the tears that roll down his face, the sadness he so vehemently swears to be filled with.
So Gamora screams, not for the fear—she’s not scared of death, never has been. She screams for his fear. Maybe it’ll haunt him in his nightmares.
Oh, who is she kidding? Thanos never has nightmares.
Gamora screams, and screams, and screams—but it’s not loud enough, and she can’t tell if she’s still falling or if she’s hit the ground yet—she just screams.
She’s falling.
Gamora’s screams quickly die down as she falls, her voice withering away.
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gamora and peter invented love
Gamora + hair (Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 2)
Outfits of the Galaxy → Gamora’s dress
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