What I Love About Rocket Is The 100% Sass On The Boy. This Line Is Perfection.

Happy New Year @nerdy-and-dedicated! You’ve been such a delightful friend! Thanks for making 2023 even better.

Everyone have a lovely day! roquill was my 2023 year. My heart is better for it!

Tiny note. This was slightly inspired by the ride BREAKOUT in Disneyland. Rocket getting back his baby-boo’s headset from the collector. Sweet boy!

I’m melting from the sweetness and the sexual tension in this chapter. Holy hell.

cicatrix .⋆☁︎:･꧂

chapter nine. mal de coucou. [new 5/9] ✩❤︎

18+ only | rocket x f!oc | 9/25+ | wip | word count: pending. masterlist, notes, & moodboard | chapter nine. mal de coucou.

pearl and the monster make landing-plans. pearl gets a massage from her survivor. see below for warnings & notes.

His hands remember everything they’ve ever touched, and everything they’ve ever felt. They never, ever forget. He stares at pearl’s pretty, delicate fingers. His lowlight vision paints them with the champagne light of the security orbs, and he can see them so clearly that he can count the faint freckles on the second knuckle of her first and third digits, and a beauty mark on the web of her thumb. He compares the satin skin and spindle-thin bones to  the mass of gnarled leather and claw that make up his own hands. Then he rolls her fine knuckles under his rasping thumb, and finally — carefully, stomach tight with tension at the thought of waking her up, of getting caught — he brings them to his face and coasts his mouth over them lightly. He wants to lick them. Take the flavor of them into his mouth, press them against his teeth. Maybe between his teeth — nibbling just enough to leave little divots that would fade in less than an hour. Get the taste and texture of her silken skin on his tongue.  An antidote to ghosts. 

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i am updating this from an uncomfortable chair in the hospital room. and yes, i am so tired i might as well be drunk, so please forgive any messiness of this chapter. in my head i had imagined it very slow-burn and delicious, but now i suspect it is clunky and clumsy. either way, i had a hard time deciding where this was worth a ✩ or a ❤︎‬ in the ratings, so i sorta gave it both?? anyway i hope you enjoy, my little glass suncatchers. sorry for being a day late again and please note that i might be late next week too as we are still waiting on some results for this surprise-brain-surgery-thing.

WARNINGS for chapter nine: description of hand surgery/butchery. massages and the resulting filthy fantasies.

a story about scars. two survivors learn about themselves, each other, hope, and the universe. a freakish little monster visits the high evolutionary’s bride on her wedding night. an adventure of intergalactic proportions ensues. aka raccoons make plans; the universe laughs.

fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬

taglist ♡ @evolvingchaoswitch ♡ @glow-autumz ♡ @wren-phoenix ♡ @suicidalshitstick ♡ @pretty-chips

Baby Groot: [drops a plate] <Oh, shit.>

Rocket: WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU TO SWEAR?

Baby Groot:

Rocket: IT WAS QUILL, WASN’T IT?

Baby Groot:

Rocket: Oh fuck it was me wasn’t it.

I adore this. I can totally see Rocket rocking some kid-sized sneaker skates… 🚀 🦝 👟

Rocket: Hey! Tall people! If we're walkin' together, please take into consideration my tiny legs! I can't keep up with you! Please think of my tiny legs — I don't wanna be joggin' to keep up with your leisurely stroll, you FUCKING TITANS!

Peter: Just get a pair of roller skates and hang onto my sleeve! We don't have all day.

The art is so lovely and the story is super hot!

"Um, what do ya suggest then? Mister expert?"

"What you do best…" Peter leaned down, and Rocket caught the light shining off the curls. Mentally he took back all the bald jokes he ever made. There were even strikes of amber mixed with the blonde. "Test things out… see for yourself… if you can use me as a cure."

Rocket took a deep breath. Was it getting hot here in the hangar or what? "All right. It was funny. I get it. Now knock it off." Rocket tried to back away, played it all as a joke. Even if his dick had different ideas. At this point the thing has laser focus.

"I ain't yer type at all."

Peter's first instinct was to creak a joke but something in Rocket's face told him now wasn't the time. Firming his nerves, Peter reached out and took Rocket's hand in his. Allowing a second for Rocket to reject him or not, pain having been his teacher, Peter rubbed his thumb over Rocket's knuckles. The contrast of size was considerable.

"Says who?"

A collab with the wonderful @bbasmos for the lovely @nerdy-and-dedicated!

-sorry for the delay. I still recovering from a slumping depression.

He put them in while they slept.

Cosmo: Rocket, where are the others right now?

Rocket: How should I know? D'ya think I put tracking chips on 'em or somethin'?

Cosmo:

Rocket: Yeah, okay, hold on. Lemme go get the tablet.

Cosmo: It is normal. I have one on Kraglin at all times.

Make it so, number one.

Yep. Run, girls, run!

Rocket: [After another one of Quill’s flirting attempts] Hear that? It's the sound of girls all over the galaxy running and rushing, just desperate to… lock their doors.

So excited!😆

a brief birdie excerpt~

[anticipated june 2025] - nothing 18+ below the cut. this time.

“We just want to help,” Dey continues. “With… with Rocket, we can do that. We can get you somewhere safe.”

“Or you could let me go,” you growl.

“And where would you go?” Rael interjects now.

“To the Stakar Clan,” you say immediately. 

Dey lets out a dismayed sound and Nova Prime scoffs, rising abruptly from her seat to pace the room. “You’d go to Ravagers rather than let us help you? The Ravagers are ruthless, lawless—”

“They have one law,” you snarl. “And it’s the only one I fucking care about.”

“We’re trying to protect you,” Rael snaps.

“You’re trying to put a pin in this so you can come back to it when it suits you. All you’re offering is a nicer cage—”

“I’d suggest taking the nicer cage,” Rocket suggests casually, and your eyes cut to him — glittering with fury. He bites a sharp grin for you.

The alternative is being locked up with me for a dozen cycles, birdie, and I don’t think you’re ready for that.

“Enough,” Rael hisses, with more outrage that Rocket’s ever seen from her. He looks up nonchalantly, ears flicking. “Need I remind you that you are in Nova Corps custody?”

“Is this even legal?” you retort, eyes narrowed into slits. Well, you don’t back down from a fight — Rocket’s willing to give you that.

“There are legal warrants for your arrest,” Rael retorts, her voice brisk and tight. “So you’ll be in protective custody until you’re safely relocated. And for right now, that protective custody happens to be under this… former… Guardian of the Galaxy.”

Your eyes snap toward his again, and he gives you a lazy salute and a nasty grin. 

“Don’t worry, birdie,” he coos, “I’m frickin’ good at what I do. Who knows? You might even like being underneath me.”

birdie. (an evasive maneuvers expansion)

18+ only MDNI | f!reader x rocket | 8-12 chapters | word count: pending.

xandar is saved. the power stone rests safely in the hands of the nova corps, and our favorite heroes-for-hire get their records expunged before going their separate ways. unfortunately, one furry little motherfucker just can't seem to keep his claws out of trouble. in a rare gesture of good will, the nova corp give him a get-outta-jail-free card (not that he needs one):

all he has to do is escort a bratty little princess safely and discreetly to her new home, halfway across the universe.

should be a piece of cake. what's the difference between a bodyguard and a bounty-hunter, anyway?

CONTEXT/WARNINGS: mcu-based canon-divergent post-vol1. grief, angst, betrayal, and the agony of falling in love. slightly darker than my usual fare - true enemies-to-lovers (still a happy ending, though!). slower-burn than i had originally thought (though we do start off pretty steamy). bondage (duh), lots of dirty talk and dom/sub fixations, probably some gunplay and use of toys. almost entirely from rocket's perspective so far. reader has hair long enough to get in her eyes. more warnings to come.

silver stardust and silver bar dividers by @bernardsbendystrawsblack | black rose divider by @/firefly-graphics | heart-handcuff & ivy dividers by @/strangergraphics | silver glitter divider and support/mdni banners by @/saradika-graphics | moodboard by me!

Ahhhhhhh!!!! My heart is so filled with emotions. This is so, so lovely! I can’t believe that there were two new ones today! I love it x ♾️!

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru deva, om Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes They call me on and on across the universe Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letterbox they They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe

Jai guru deva, om Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing Through my open ears inciting and inviting me Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns It calls me on and on across the universe

Jai guru deva, om Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world

Jai guru deva Jai guru deva Jai guru deva Jai guru deva Jai guru deva Jai guru deva

-The Beatles

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I adore the story Entanglement and Amor’ by @hibatasblog and @bbasmos! I love to think of them in parallel universes, different but connected by the struggle, grief and strife of both companions. All of which comply to a deep seated love. I can’t wait for all the new chapters because I’m a greedy bitch!