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Young Fatherhood Chapter 1

*This is my first fanfiction here to include my OC so I ask that you please be gentle with comments, it will be very much appreciated as I’m anxious enough to post this. The only warning I can currently think this would have is that it does involve a recently freed slave Yondu and while I don’t intend to go too deep into it, I cannot fully ignore it either. I hope you all enjoy!*

Stakar eyed the blue alien, Centaurian he decided as Kree didn’t have red eyes and didn’t enslave their own kind. He was littered with scars some looking freash, others old implying he must’ve been a slave a while. He knew the Centuarian was a he due to his pouch which bulged and seemed to have stitches on them too that was opened at some point, still was open, as he had his arm around it protectively. A weapon Stakar worried. He also noticed the lack of a fin which most Centurians had, instead, a relatively deep scar was there, and a long one too if Stakar had to guess. Regardless, this was all Stakar knew because the Centuarian refused to speak.

Stakar had been trying for hours and by now a sensible person might’ve given up but this was his ship and he was going to know who he was letting on his ship. Still, he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t agrivating him by now.

“If you just answer something, anything to give us a hint about who you are this will be much easier,” he insisted, irritation edging his words. Once again, he was met with the same response, the Centuarian timidly, but quickly, putting a finger to his mouth in attempt to tell Stakar to hush, though his red eyes looked more pleading this time. This time however, something within the pouch moved and wails, clicks and some gibberish near sounding like ‘papa’ came from it.

Stakar took a step back not expecting it but the Centuarian looked just as frightened, if not more, trying to whistle to whatever was crying with a few clicks of his own, finally once a hand was in the pouch the wailing, mostly, hushed; only whimpers and a few broken whistles left it. Stakar, still surprised, slowly approached, the Centuarian looked like a deer in headlights. No doubt, if his back wasn’t already against the wall he’d be scrambling away.

The blue dressed captain finally kneeled, “I’m not going to hurt you, nor whatever you have in your pouch but I need answers. Nod if you understand,” Stakar’s words were rewarded with a meek nod, “Good. Let’s start with what is in your pouch.”

The Centuarian’s mouth dropped open but quickly shut, a word of protest that he was biting back, Stakar was sure. The red eyes dropped to whatever, presumably living thing, was in the pouch, a look of sorrow and fear washing over the expression. Stakar wanted to ensure, again, that neither would be hurt, but he assumed it wouldn’t do much anyways. Slowly, agonisingly slow, the Centuarian lifted up what was in the pouch. It was a baby.

The baby was blue but not as dark as the bigger one, it too didn’t have a fin, but hair, red hair, the same color as the fin was supposed to be. The baby blinked revealing lavander eyes which tried to adjust to the light, a boy baby, Stakar quickly realized as the 'private area’ did not lie. He averted his gaze to the older Centuarian, as he held the baby closer. He cleared his throat, he wasn’t sure what he was expecting but it sure wasn’t that.

“Alright…. do you two have names?” he asked slowly.

The older Centuarian didn’t meet his eyes, though he couldn’t hide the fear in them. He pointed a finger to his chest, “YU,” he rasped out, then the sad look came again, pointing to the baby in something resembling defeat, “Lil’ One.”

Stakar looked them both over again noticing the resemblance, “Is 'Little One’ your brother?” he made a mental note that regardless what they did with the two, actual names would be an order eventually.

The YU shook his head, “S-son.”

Stakar’s eyes widened, the older didn’t look old enough to be a father, he looked to be a kid himself, and the fact Centurians aged slower than other creatures made it all the more likely for him to be a child too. Then again, he was still a slave a few hours ago. He sighed softly, he had so many more questions, most of which he assumed would not get answers, judging by the limited vocabulary YU had, before Stakar could ask anything more though, YU spoke again. His voice resembling a whimper, making a southern drawl in his tone more recognisable.

“D-don’ 'urt 'im…. p..pl…ees. 'e don’ know y-y’t. 'e’ll l..lea..n-” Stakar also made a note that proper talking would be needed eventually. It seemed painful for the Centuarian to get all those words out. This was confirmed as his free hand moved up to rub his throat. Sensing his father’s pain, Little One cooed and whistled, as well as a baby could, up to him. The father whistled and clicked back, that coming out much smoother. They seemed to be talking to each other.

“I won’t hurt him nor you. You’re free now. You don’t have to worry about that,” he promised. This didn’t ease YU at all as distrust was still there. He watched YU hug his son closer.

“May I see him? Not to hold him, just see him,” Stakar asked. YU still seemed nervous and there still was the flash of sadness, it deepened when the baby gently touched his father’s chin. YU slowly shifting holding the baby up.

Stakar and the baby stared blankly at each other a few seconds before, suddenly, Little One burst into tears. It startled Stakar, it took all his will power to not jump back. YU pulled the baby closer, clicking and whistling to him. Soon after hearing his father’s voice, Little One calmed, putting a hand on YU’s chin again. The father growled softly but kissed the baby’s forehead. Stakar watched the two interact.

Today was just full of surprises.

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I don’t know what it is we like so much about shitty parents in fiction, but I’ve got the strangest feeling I’ve done this post before…

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at this point I can’t remember if Peter and Taserface directly interact in the movie, but I wouldn’t be surprised if this is how the whole “my boys wanted to eat you” thing started

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even when you’re a dishonoured, experience-hardened Ravager captain, things can sometimes slip out

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Yondu is one of those kinds of guys who really just needs to stay as far away from romance as possible

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unfortunately for Yondu, it wouldn’t always be this easy to keep Peter around

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if Yondu can take in strays as he pleases, why can’t Peter?

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he did a decent job hiding it, but Yondu really was a big softy

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added audio! even if I'm not a fan of the voices, looking at you flandered personality ron stoppable

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contrary to what you might think, mounting evidence suggests that Yondu may have actually been The Best Space Dad™

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Peter might not have realized it for a long time, but Yondu tried his best to be a good dad…in his own way…

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if this happened fairly frequently, I think there’s a good chance Peter and Yondu would have killed each other a long time ago…

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and so, Mary Poppins became Peter’s least favourite movie of all time

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a healthy, balanced diet is important for a growing kid. unfortunately for Peter, he wasn’t raised on a Ravager ship full of five-star chefs

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after being raised by the Ravagers, it’s amazing Peter doesn’t swear more

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maybe Peter wasn’t totally ungrateful for Yondu looking after him all those years

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Posting this here cause Vito is my Comfort OC and I made this video specifically for that. And I could use some Comfort rn so expect more on this blog soon!