Only The Parents Who Don't Want Their Kids To Trust Them And Come To Them When They Have Problems.

Ahem-

I love this so much, and yes his partner would freak out that he said this.

I’m not sure if this is a fact or not, but I read on tiktok that apparently your brain shows you seven minutes of your life when you’re dying and those seven minutes are supposed to be the best parts of your life.

So I thought of what if Rocket sent this to you as a text message, thinking it would be sweet, but he didn’t really take in the “dying” part of it 😭

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Rocket: “Apparently when you die, your brain shows you 7 minutes of the best moments of your life. You would be my 7 minutes.”

And about 15 minutes later, he got a face call from you and he picked up and you were sobbing. “What is wrong with you? Why would you say something like that?” Obviously crying because it was so sweet yet so sad.

Rocket laughed a bit, “it was supposed to be nice!”

You replied, crying harder, “it was nice, you fuck! Very nice! Now look what you did!”

“I didn’t mean to make you cry! I wanted to be sweet.”

“By talking about you dying?!”

“I don’t know! Just in case—“

“In case of what? Because if you think—“

“Nothing, nothing, I’m exaggerating!”

“If you think you’re not coming back here, Rocket…”

“Listen, the only reason I wouldn’t come back on time would be because I was getting you flowers on the way home. I ain’t leaving, baby. Okay?”

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Thank you tiktok for this beautiful yet heartwrenching idea :)

Rocket: [Referring to Blackjack] He’s selling us out!!!

[Rocket starts strangling Blackjack but is pulled off by Lylla]

Lylla: Rocket Stop!!! There has to be a reasonable explanation! At least give him a chance.

Blackjack: Thank you Lylla… I’m selling out.

[Lylla starts strangling Blackjack and Rocket crosses his arms and smiles smugly]

Preps calendar for all the goodness.

august aspirations

friday, august 2: ･:*𑁍✧˚₊ overheard on the bowie ❤︎❤︎

friday, august 9: cicatrix .⋆☁︎ :･꧂chapter eighteen. attriage. ❤︎❤︎

friday, august 16: cicatrix .⋆☁︎ :･꧂chapter nineteen. tiris. ✩❤︎

tuesday, august 20: rocket prompt week: day six. bite. ✮✩ ao3 crosspost

friday, august 23: cicatrix .⋆☁︎ :･꧂chapter twenty. foilsick. ✩

friday, august 30: florescence ❀ chapter five year four: formation ❤︎❤︎

why does august have so many weeks? fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎ | much smut ❤︎❤︎

other things i'm working on for september and beyond...

cicatrix .⋆☁︎ :･꧂ chapter twenty-one. puntkick. ✩ chapter twenty-two. falesia. ❤︎‬❤︎‬ chapter twenty-three. xeno. ✩❤︎‬

florescence❀, chapter six year five: dispersal. ❤︎❤︎

ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★ defiance ★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ [oneshot] ✮✩

hot local dads in your spaceport. oneshot. ✩❤︎❤︎ ︎

untitled childhood-with-rocket anthology. ✮

✩࿐࿔ take what you need. [taking requests] ✮

other future projects

banners by @/thecutestgrotto & @/saradika-graphics

My heart is exploding with rainbows and happiness. This is the cutest, most adorable, perfect depiction of this scene. Your art is so damn good. Those expressions!

Rocket let Petra right himself and he took another savoring bite. Petra snuck in a bite or two, but left the majority of the pie to her friend. He kept making happy noises, and he was in ecstasies of delight as he continued to eat. As he scraped up the last bit he could with the utensil, he let his claws skitter around the edge of the dish and turned to look at Petra over his shoulder.

“Is it weird if I lick the plate too?” he asked hunching as if waiting for the rattan cane of his Sire.

Instead of answering, Petra laughed, leaned around him, and licked a line along the edge of the dish. That was all the permission he needed before greedily collecting every last bit of pie with his tongue. -Chapter 5, Entanglement by @hibatasblog. ———

I finally did it!! Now I can read the next chapter as a prize to myself. I hope you like it! The story is so detailed and amazing. I just eat it up. For some reason I kept thinking of a blueberry crumple pie for this. https://archiveofourown.org/works/48617005/chapters/130958833

Ahhhhh! Someone rescue that poor honey. 5 packs a day! That’s all his earnings!

rocket raccoon au where he works a minimum wage fast food job and he’s at the end of his rope so he smokes 5 packs a day to cope

Gorgeous amazing art! I am so beyond honored.

An amazing story by @hibatasblog! I just can’t help but wanna doodle away. So here’s the first one! And I, of course, highly recommend this story!

Stop crying, I trying to help ya’ !!

It delights me to know that my art made you happy! I wish I had more free time to make art for your wonderful stories. You have been so great, and the greatest present is being your friend.

Happiest birthday to raccoonfallsharder! You are the best, and you deserve the moon and stars! In addition to being an amazing storyteller, they are a wonderful, kind, loving friend. I’ve benefited so much from knowing them. In honor of their special day is a gouache on fabric painting from their incredible story “Cicatrix.”

Quill: Yondu loved me. He just didn’t care for my general happiness or self-esteem.