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Autumn

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I love movies with protagonists who are twist villains that make you go "oh you little shit"

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my kings helping to keep the threat away

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Absolutely, irrefutably out of pocket behavior from Prime Video.

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Sleepy Skunk

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I never showed you guys my Rocket Raccoon wallet. I freaking love this thing

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In a world where every action movie is full of secret societies and reserved cold badasses who never flinch who always come out on top no matter how the situation changes, this is really exciting to see one where the main character doesn't really know what he's doing, he's not ultra confident.

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How do you method act when the character you're playing is just you

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This is genuinely just such a pathetic opinion, I'm not even demoralised by it, it's just pitiful. I understand going into art cautiously, having backup plans, understanding you might not make it, but this defeatism is just really sad. I refuse to be put down by someone else's idea of failure. If spite at showing people like this I did it anyway is enough fuel to get me to where I want to go then so be it.

Also if you end a post in 'hope this helps' even if I agree with it just know I want to remove your skin with a spork.

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rocket!!

I will always adore his goofy leotard design

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Why do comedians hold the microphone like it's either covered in grime and they don't want to touch it or it's a small animal that might escape

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cold hands, warm thighs.𖡼𖤣𖥧.ೃ࿔*:･

comfort collection | navigation | fanfiction m.list spice | no use of y/n | gn reader x rocket | oneshot | word count: 5,122. read cold hands, warm thighs now .ೃ࿔*:･ [COMPLETE]

the best thing about landing on cold planets is the warming-up part afterward. for @leresq. see below for warnings/context. .ೃ࿔*:･ cold hands, warm thighs.

He watches, fascinated, like his hands don’t even flarkin’ belong to him. They do and they don’t, he’s realizing. Sure, they’re his during normal working hours — he manipulates them into tiny spaces, uses them to fix engines, combs out his tail and whiskers, pops the tabs on every can in a smuggled six-pack of blubber ale. But once you’ve got ‘em in your grasp, he can’t tell them what to do anymore. They rebel against any order he gives them, far preferring to curl up between your thighs than listen to anything he has to say.

And — yep. Sure enough, you tuck them back safely between your knees: muscles sleek and fat soft against his knuckles once more, every stitch of your inseam coming to life on the back of his hands. Hot chocolate, you tell him, reaching for the mug. With pumpkin-spice this time. Or as near as I could get to it. Pumpkin-spice means nothing to him, but he lets you tilt the straw to his lips anyway, and when he ripples his knuckles against you — testing the springiness of your thighs and committing it to memory, suddenly trying to decipher the exact degree of your body-temperature — he feels you jolt a little too. A smirk flirts with the corner of his mouth. His hands may not belong entirely to him anymore, but he can think of one or two things he’s still got.

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WARNINGS/CONTEXT: comics-based (mostly ewing; dash of skottie young). just like, a ton of mild-to-midgrade smoulder. implications of sexual activity, cursewords in english and intergalactic common?? mentions of space-princesses of multiple genders (including you). rocket calls reader sweetheart 3x.

green & yellow tree divider by @/sweetmelodygraphics | teal lace divider by @/thecutestgrotto | support banner by @/saradika-graphics | lil moodboard by me! ♡

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"i didn't like it" and "I think it wasn't well written" are different. i can personally dislike things that are not bad and i am being so brave about it

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Woman character finds a solution to a problem 'too quickly': unrealistic, she couldn't have thought that fast under pressure

Woman character finds a solution to a problem just in the nick of time: unrealistic, why didn't she think of it sooner

Woman character does not find a solution to a problem: unrealistic, why is she so stupid

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He looks like he's bidding this man a sweet farewell before whispering a prayer in his ear and sacrificing him with a stab to the abdomen

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Guardians of the Galaxy vs. Boba Fett by Dan Khanna