You walked into the room “Hey guys I got this game wanna try it out?” You held the game in your hand showing them.
Both Rocket and Groot looked at you and the game you were showing.
“Yeah” Rocket shrugged “sure let’s give it a try”
“I am Groot”
Today
Peter made his way to the dinning area when he slipped on an energy drink that fell on the ground “Seriously?” he knew exactly who to blame over this. He stood up and picked up the can and that’s when he heard it.
“ROCKET I NEED YOU ON MY SIX!!!” You yelled loudly from your room.
“I’M BUSY, COVER YOUR OWN ASS!” Rocket yelled back from his corner in the ship.
He saw Groot sneaking into the cabinet to get some chips and tried to run away to your room, that’s when he caught him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked him, shaking his head and poor Groot looked like he was a deer caught in the headlights.
“I am Groot” he tried to answer.
“Yeah yeah I know” he was still holding him in one hand and the chips in the other.
“Y/N, ROCKET MEETING RIGHT NOW!!!” He yelled.
“NOT NOW!” you both replied at the same time.
Peter had had enough of this and he just went and disabled the connection so you two can’t play anymore, it took you and Rocket 20 seconds to know what happened and came charging at Peter.
“WHAT THE HELL PETER?!” you were mad but damn Rocket was about to claw Peter’s eyes out.
“Okay you two need to quite this!” oh he was mad “You have been playing the game for three weeks THREE WEEKS! Unless you stop this madness I’m gonna take the game away.” He threatened and he thought it was going to work.
You and Rocket were looking at him shocked the entire time when he finished you looked at each other then back at him.
“And how the hell do you think you’re going to do that?” You asked.
“Yeah you try laying a finger on my game and I will blow your head off” Rocket threated back.
You made it back to your room and Rocket to his corner for another game, while Peter stood there with his mouth hung open “What the hell just happened?” he whispered to himself.
A/n: This is requested by @itsscromp thank you I had fun writing this and the game I had in mind was 'call of duty'. Also I'm so into it right now it's insane how obsessed I am with that game.
You know that fic where Rocket only let's y/n pet him? I NEED MORE ITS SO CUTE. Can you do them cuddling in he living room or common room amd falling asleep then the other guardians walk in and catch them?
I'm on a roll today
"its not a regular thing," Rocket whispers.
You scoff, peering down at the raccoon leaning against your chest, your hand playing with his.
"Of course," You press a kiss to the spot behind his ear. His claws gently scratching against your palm and fingers.
You're reclined in the deep living room sofa, one leg propped up on the coffee table and the other hanging off the couch. Rocket found you on his way to bed, and curled up in your lap. You pulled a thin blanket over the two of you, snuggling him close.
Slowly drifting through space, wrapped up, warm and snugly, with each other, you both fall asleep.
You both miss the sweet smile from Gamora and Mantis, the chuckle from Drax and the scoff from Quill.
summary: Adam Warlock meets the Guardians healer, Eve
notes/warnings: GOTG 3 SPOILERS, OC Eve, mentions of the Adam and Eve bible story, whipped this out in 10 minutes so not the highest quality but is definitely the start of something 💕
more here: warm, pain & truth
masterlist here
"what are you doing?"
"I'm not going to hurt you, it's okay" she gestures to the gash under his eye, "that looks like it hurts, let me help"
The golden boy stiffens as she reaches closer, dabbing a wet cloth against his shimmering skin. She pauses as he flinches away, but continues.
She smiles as though there's a joke coming that he doesn't know, a joke he isn't in on, "My name's Eve, what's yours?"
He watches her intently as she swipes the last of his blood away, her touch softer than he knew existed, "Adam"
Her smile widens, "Peter told me there's this story they have on Earth, about the first two humans"
She sits down more comfortably next to him, a silence falling between them as they watch the festivities below. Eve looks back up at him, making eye contact. He nods for her to go on.
"They were kicked out of paradise for their greed, but they populated the Earth. You want to know their names?"
Eve's giddy grin returns and Adam finds himself shifting closer to her. They may have given him a second chance but this was a girl who reached out to heal him before the others. A gun strapped to one hip and a med kit to the other. A balanced world. A part of Adam felt as though Mother would have appreciated that.
"Their names were Adam and Eve"
He watches her laugh, her smile reaching towards the stars as her gleeful sound echoes around their little quiet bubble.
"I don't understand"
"My name is Eve, yours is Adam" She says gently, "The first humans on Earth were named Adam and Eve"
He's not sure he understands but there's a strange weight resting upon his shoulders. Adam ignores the urge to check for his cape, he knows it's not there.
"It's just a coincidence is all" She muses, her focus drawn back to the dancing.
He watches her for a moment. The memory of incinerating the Ravager comes back to him. That same sickly feeling weighing him down heavily. Adams voice bubbles inside him, urging to escape.
"I'm sorry" He blurts, catching her eyes once more, "I was born from the Sovereign a few days ago with the sole purpose to- uh"
He stumbles upon his words upon watching her tuck hair behind her ear. Could golden Sovereign hands get sweaty? He wasn't sure.
"it's okay" Eve says with a grin, "We were all there at some point"
Eve stands, looking Adam up and down. He shifts to cover himself more but the blanket falls to expose his chest. Her hand reaches towards him. Cautiously, his hand hovers over hers, as if he's going to burn her skin away.
Without doubt, she grabs him and helps him awkwardly to his feet, "Come on Adam, looks like we need to get you some comfortable clothes"
Holding onto her, he follows her down between the buildings.
No one can hear you scream in space... Whether it be an alien invasion, experiment with disastrous consequences, or a space trip gone wrong, today is about Sci-Fi horror!
Seren and her team are hired to take on a creature said to be so dangerous that no one has ever managed to come back from. The Guardians of the Galaxy don't shy away from a little challenge, especially when the compensation is very very persuasive. However, it seems like this time they may have bitten more off than they can chew.
The Weeping Angels are mysterious creatures that are stone only when you are looking at them…because once you look away — or worse, blink — they turn into dangerous creatures with incredible speed hellbent on hunting down their victims. Nobody knows where you get sent to when they touch you, and nobody on the team wants to find out.
A double update? No get out of town! Truthfully I was gonna save posting this fic up once I got a Jack Kline request that has been sitting in my inbox collecting dust for almost a year or however long ago it was but I decided idk when I’ll post it up so I decided to just go ahead and post this fic up and hopefully I’ll do the Jack Kline one in the next week or so (it’s like 75% done).
So @itsscromp here is your new Rocket raccoon request.
“NONE OF THIS WOULD’VE HAPPENED IF YOU HAD JUST LET ME TAKE THE REINS FOR ONCE!!” exclaimed a voice.
“Well excuse me for not letting the man with the robotic eyes take the wheel.” Another voice snarked sarcastically. I was passing through Knowhere trying to organize some supplies when I heard the sound of arguing. I followed the voices and there were Ezekiel and Torath.
“Oh no what now?” I muttered as I walked towards them. The two of them continued to argue as I spoke up. “Hey guys.”
“You have any idea what that shrimp Quill is gonna do to us the minute we tell you lost the cargo?” Torath said.
“I lost the cargo? Need I remind you that it was because of your glitchy eyes that you hit the ejector button sending the cargo out into the depths of space!” Ezekiel snapped again at Torath.
“And need I remind you that you are literally the worst pilot in the entire galaxy! I’ve seen beasts with half a brain fly advance ships better than you!”
“Okay guys can we please just….” I tried to cease the argument but the two stubborn, pig-headed men got into a squabble. Fists were flying and swears were spat out. “hey! Hey! Hey! Hey guys stop it! Stop it! Stop it!” suddenly I caught an elbow to the nose which not only sent me to the ground but also in a flashback.
~Flashback~
I fell to the ground as a punch came across my face and I whimpered as I spat out blood.
“Quit being weak Terran! How will you ever grow a backbone if you keep behaving like a sniveling coward!”
“But sir it—” I was kicked in the stomach this time and I let out a soft but painful grunt.
“You tell me it hurts and I swear I will make your next test more painful than the last!” I whimpered and gave him a nod as he forced me to stand back up and told me to stand my ground as he kept punching and kicking me.
~End of flashback~
My chest tightened and my heart pounded against my ears. No I-I wasn’t there! I wasn’t there anymore! I-I have to get out of here! I stood up and took off running as fast as I could. Even when I had ran into someone I didn’t stop, all I knew was that I had to get out of there.
*Rocket’s POV*
I felt someone shove pass me but just before I could snap at them telling them to watch where they were going, I saw the familiar shape of (Y/n). Normally they don’t just run like that unless there’s something wrong or their in a hurry. And they’re usually not in a hurry.
That’s when I heard the sound of Torath and Ezekiel screaming and rolling all over each other in a brawl. I went over to them and called out to them.
“OI SHITS FOR BRAINS!!” but not even my voice could deter them from arguing. I nodded nonchalantly as I took out my electro-shocker gun and activated it. I first aimed it at Ezekiel and fired one shot before firing at Torath. And just like when Groot, (Y/n) and I first hunted down Quill, they both exclaimed as the electro-shock balls stuck to them and they were given a good shock. “Have I got your attention now shitbags?”
“What was that for rodent?” snapped Ezekiel.
“First of all don’t call me a rodent, not when I can give you a second dosage of shocks. Maybe this time I’ll crank it up a notch.” That got him to shut up. “Second of all, why was (Y/n) racing out from your general direction looking upset?”
“(Y/n) was here?” Torath asked as his robotic eyes moved around.
“Yeah she was now answer my question nimrods! What happened?!”
“I didn’t even know that she had even came here.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
“How do you not notice them? They’re the only Terran besides Quill!”
“Wait, is that why my elbow hurts so much?” asked Ezekiel. My ears twitched and I slowly turned towards him, my tail twitching in anger.
“What. Was that. You said?!” I sneered lowly.
“In our squabble, I—I felt my elbow hit something but I—” I didn’t even let him finish as I launched at him and proceeded to beat the shit out of him. Blinded by pure rage.
How dare this son of a bitch hit (Y/n)! She had to live her entire life abused and tortured just to prove that she could enhance her skin into a hard-carbon shield. Had it not been for Groot and I, she would’ve had to spend the rest of her miserable life with that sick, cowardly bastard.
I was deep in my rage that I hadn’t even felt myself being pulled forced away from Ezekiel and Quill’s voice exclaimed.
“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa Rocket cool it man! Now I don’t know what the hell brought this on but you need to chill out right now!”
“This spineless rat hurt (Y/n)!” I yelled.
“I didn’t know they were even here! We didn’t know they were there!” Ezekiel tried to reason as Torath helped him up.
“With the way you two were bitching at each other you couldn’t see your own noses at the end of your faces!” I managed to wriggle my way out of Quill’s hold and without another word raced off to find (Y/n).
Being reminded of any form of abuse whether it’s done to themselves or they see if, they get triggered by it and let me tell you it gets bad. So bad that they sometimes forget where they are or whose friend of foe. All they see is that damned doctor.
I was asking around hoping that anyone had seen them but they all proved to be a bunch of negligent losers. That was until Mantis had said that she felt their emotions coming from my ship. I raced back to the Milano and soon enough in the main cockpit I found them huddled up, their chest rising up and down at an erratic pace.
I could also hear just how bad their heart was racing and could smell the panicked sweat from not only their brow but also their clammy hands. I walked towards them but didn’t speak, at this point they wouldn’t be able to hear me. But there was one way to pull them out of this…..and Quill or Drax better not be spying on me otherwise I’ll blast them halfway across the quadrant.
I sat as close as I could beside them and first gave their bicep a gentle and affectionate nuzzle. I then placed my paw onto their forearm and using my claws I very gently stroked down the skin of their forearm. Then going back up to the same place where I started before going back down again.
“C’mon (N/n). Come back to me. You can do this.” I muttered before their breathing slowed and they seemed to be coming back down to reality.
*My POV*
It had been forever since I had a panic attack. If I didn’t know what they were, I swear I thought I was dying. My vision was so blurry, I couldn’t even see my own hand in front of my face. There was this high-pitch ringing that was constantly piercing my ears and my body felt paralyzed after I had collapsed into god knows where.
That’s when I felt something furry against my arm. I also felt sharp nails (or claws) gently stroke down my arm. They didn’t hurt but they did send tingles up from my arm to my spine. Slowly the claws kept stroking down my forearm until I lifted it up and found my hand being placed on something soft.
I opened my eyes and after blinking away some of the tears as well as the haze that my vision was making, it began to focus and there I saw Rocket sitting right beside me. His ears slightly bent backward as his eyes were looking at me assuringly and I also saw that my hand was now resting just on top of his head.
He gave me a soft nod and allowed me to stroke through his fur (knowing that it helped calm me down in the past). After petting his head for a few minutes, I was able to unfold my legs from my chest so that they now were fully extended in front of me and I felt the tingling sensation of them falling asleep.
Rocket then rested his upperbody on top of my right thigh and allowed me to continue stroking his fur until I felt a vibration on my thigh. I looked down and as I stroked down Rocket’s neck, I could feel him purring, like actually purring. I didn’t even know he could purr (kinda made me think back to the cats back on Earth).
“I….didn’t know you could purr like a cat.”
“This is a once in a lifetime thing. You speak of this to anyone, especially that stupid mutt Cosmo, I’ll rip your head off.”
“Thank you Rocket. This……means a lot.”
“Been a long time since you had one, figured you’d need something to help calm you down.” Rocket can be gruff and hard on the outside but when he wants to, if you look deep, deep, deep, deep down inside, you’ll find that he’s just a sweet, caring, intuitive creature who will do anything to help you out.
Even if it’s purring like a cat and having someone pet you constantly until they feel centered again. But I wouldn’t have my best friend any other way.
What if High Evolutionary got desperate enough to start experimenting on another raccoon kit, trying to recreate the result he got with Rocket. When the High Evolutionary got word of Rocket’s location, he didn’t kill the kit right away and only kept her alive for “just in case”.
In the scene where Rocket finds all the animals, he finds the cage that has the cybernetic enhanced kit. When he opens the cage the little kit scoots herself further into the cage, curls into a ball, and is looking at him terrified with tears in her eyes. Rocket honestly didn’t think his heart could break any further. He gently tries to coax her out, and she’s just about to take his hand, that’s when the High Evolutionary shows up.
Later, after all the experiments were saved, Rocket’s showing the little kit the zune that Peter left him. Rocket looks her with a smile thinking “She’s my daughter now”.
Drax: New pronouns?
Y/N: Y-yeah, my pronouns are he/him, so if you could-
Drax: I love your new pronouns! I have the same pronouns.
Y/N: We do. *smiles*
Drax: Perfect! We match now.
