#Rocket Raccoon gif hunt

[undeadmagpie]

ROCKET RACCOON GIF PACK - AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR

In the SOURCE you will find 74 gifs of ROCKET RACCOON in Avengers: Infinity War, 2018.  

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Best support friend; Rocket raccoon x gn reader

*Author’s note*

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.

Warnings: abuse, fluff, panic attacks, angst, protective Rocket, swearing, clueless ravagers. 

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things​

@waddles03​

@psychosupernatural​

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels​

@queen-paladin​

@queensdivas​

@gay-and-ready-to-cry​

@austynparksandpizza​

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“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.

[itsscromp]

Rocket Raccoon X reader

Hey everyone, I present to you a fic of the greatest marvel character ever, Vol 3 is my top movie of this year. Rocket means so so much to me. so without further delay, let's get into it. Word count:1K

It was hard. To put it into context, you were kidnapped from Earth when you were only 5. Sold onto the black market and forced into slavery. You were abused, manipulated and toyed with for 16 years. 16 flarking years !!!!.

By this point you've had enough, you planned a huge escape and barely managed to. Crashing onto a head called Knowhere. But you didn't care, you were free. Free from it all. But right now you need to survive, taking in odd bounty-hunting jobs no matter how small or large the unit amount was. You needed food and shelter. Sometimes it led to unconventional methods, you robbed people of their units, but this time you took it a tad bit too far, and it led to an assault with a nova corps officer off duty. The next minute you were held down as they cuffed you and transferred you to the Kyln prison. After being sanitized and changed into your prison attire, you were tossed into your cell.

"Hey easy pal !!"

"Shut up"

The guard locked the door and left, this couldn't get any worse.

"What are ya in for ??" A voice spoke up, you turned to find not any human or alien. It was... a raccoon. A talking raccoon who could stand on his two legs.

"What in the..."

"I ain't askin' again humie"

"Assault and battery."

This talking raccoon snorted. "That ain't even worse than what I've done."

You got up and laid down on your bed, Freaking uncomfortable.

"Got a name kid ??"

"Why do you wanna know ??"

The raccoon rolled his eyes. "It's what you humie's call lightening the mood."

"Humie ??"

"Just some nickname I give, now do you got a name or otherwise I'm just gonna call ya humie"

"Fine fine... Y/n. You ??"

"Name's Rocket, Now here's how It's gonna work out. You don/t get on my bad side and we'll be good, got that"

Y/n rolled their eyes and rolled over to the wall of their bed. "Fine by me"

Over time you noticed that the other prisoners weren't too kind too to Rocket. It made you a bit sad for him.

"Hey, freak how's it going ??" One said to him.

"Better now that I'm with your wife" Rocket looked up and smirked.

"Watch It rodent, or you'll get it" He kicked him, making Rocket fall to the ground. His tray filled with food now on his shirt.

"Flark nut !!!"

This agitated the prisoner and he stomped towards him ready for a fight. But he then felt a sharp pain in the jaw, from being punched by you.

"Leave him alone !!!"

The prisoner's friend lifted you off your feet by the collar of your shirt.

"Your gonna get it now..."

But then the guard broke up the fight and got you and Rocket away from them.

"You... You helped me ??"

"Yeah, I... I have a thing against jerks like that..."

Rocket couldn't help but feel somewhat grateful for how you helped him. His whole life no one helped him, he was always on his own. But then here you are.

"Hey kid, how bout you say we get outta here ??"

"How this is the most secure prison"

Rocket scoffed. "I've escaped 30 prisons before, this one is gonna be no different. But I will need your help, If we work together we can both get out ok ??"

"Ok... what's the plan Rocket ??"

"We wait until dinner time and I'll tell you then"

So a few hours later, Dinner time and everyone was gathering for their meals, You and Rocket got your food and sat at a separate table away from everyone.

"Ok, you see that dude with the keycard ??"

Y/n turned around gently to avoid suspicion and found a guard with a prison key card.

"I need you to get that key card and bring it back and I'll cause us a distraction."

You nod and got up, walking over to the guard. Without raising suspicion, you pick-pocketed the key card without getting the guard's or the prisoner's attention. You placed the key card into your pocket quickly and went back to Rocket.

"Got it, what next ??"

Rocket then looked around and then began his distraction, scooping up some food onto his spoon and accurately flinged it at a prisoner and watched the entire thing unfold.

"Now, let's go while the guards are distracted."

The two then snuck away from the fight and then found their belongings.

"Surprisingly they aren't that good" Rocket chuckled and gathered his belongings.

"You telling me" Y/n quickly changed out of their prison attire and the two then went to find a getaway ship. But as they did, the alarm went off.

"Me and my big flarking mouth"

"Return to your cells immediately or we will use lethal force" The guard yelled at them.

'Run !!!" Y/n shouted as the two ran to find a ship, avoiding the flying bullets. Rocket was running slightly faster as he was running on all four's.

"Over there !!" Rocket found a ship and then began to hack into the door. but as y/n caught up to his, they felt a graze on their leg. One of the bullets grazed their thigh and began to bleed, You started to limp quickly as Rocket got the door open.

"Come on, come on, get on humie !!"

The two then managed to get onto the ship and started it up, jumping far away from the prison, into a part of the galaxy away from them.

You started to smile as you cheered on.

"We did it !!!"

"Hehe, hell yeah we did kid !!"

Y/n kept cheering but felt the sting of the graze. "Ow ow"

"Hang on I'll be right back"

Rocket then went around the ship and found a med pad and strapped it onto your thigh, activating it. You felt a slight pain as he then took it off, your wound gone.

"The galaxy keeps just surprising me"

"Guess so, look y/n.. your a good kid... and I uhhh.." He scratched behind his neck "I was wondering.. if you uhh... want to stick together ??"

You looked at him for a little bit before smiling and nodding. and with that, an epic friendship was created.

Taglist @callofdudes @rogertaylorswift @mybelovedraccoon

[bryan360]

“🎈🦫The Drifting”

🦫Bucky: Ah, man….This is what I get for trying to capture these balloon shaped ghost types. It was all bad karma for me unless I can land safely soon enough. Though for now it looks I’m “drifting off again.” Huh? No wonder it felt like being a Team Rocket member. 🙄 Well almost.

Bucky (as a Team Rocket member) created by me; BryanVelasquez87 (Bryan360)

Driftloons - Pokémon franchise (1996-present) created by Satoshi Tajiri; Nintendo, Creatures, and Game Freak

Previously: ⬇️

“⬛️⬜️🪦The Grave” - Link Here #1

“🦝🦝The Raccoons” - Link Here #2

“🐿️💕❄️The Climbers” -Link Here #3

“🐱🎸🐶 The Guitarist” - Link Here #4

“🐰👮The Cops” - Link Here #5

“🐶🏴‍☠️👑The Joy” - Link Here #6

“🦔🦊💍The Rings” - Link Here #7

“🦦🐟The Fish” - Link Here #8

“🐱👢🌙 The Cuteness” - Link Here #9

“🎧🦨 The Beats” - Link Here #10

“🔴🐼🐶 The Dogs” - Link Here #11

”🐿️🐰🎸The Band” - Link Here #12

“🦊🔵 The Tallest” - Link Here #13

“🌳😟 The Hunted” - Link Here #14

“🤗❤️ The Hugging” - Link Here #15

“🐭🐩🎞️The Classics” - Link Here #16

“🐷🍫The Chase” - Link Here #17

Tagged: @murumokirby360 @shadowredfeline@alexander1301 @shadowredfeline@sammirthebear2k4 

[drippiesfm]

TASK 001: INTRODUCTION ⸻ AXEL { AX-31194 }

( rocket raccoon / eka darville, forty-five, nonbinary, he/they )  Look who it is! If you take a look at our database, you’ll find that AXEL AKA AX-31194 is a FACTORY WORKER ( ASSEMBLER - SMALL REPAIRS ) / DISPOSABLE UNDERGROUND FIGHTER that works in SECTOR 8. According to the file, they’re a mutant with the power of RACCOON PHYSIOLOGY + MARKSMANSHIP. That must be why they’re CUDDLY CUTE and EASILY ENRAGED. If you ask me, they remind me of ❝ forgotten and rusty metals kissed by time and corrosion, "I'm not a violent dog. I don't know why I bite" & breathing fire with every pull of the trigger ❞. They are affiliated with THE UNBURDENED.

PINTEREST — PLAYLIST — INTRO ( COMING SOON ) —STATS

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

character name: axel aka ax-31194

nickname (s): none, just axel

face claim: eka darville / rocket raccoon

mutation status: gen ii

birthday: may 5

sexuality: pansexual

moral alignment: chaotic neutral

occupation: factory worker ( assembler - small repairs ) / underground fighter

work sector: sector 8.

affiliation: the unburdened

3 positive traits: brave, loyal, witty

3 negative traits: stubborn, cynical, hot-tempered

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

gender: nonbinary / prefers he/him but will answer to they/them - will NOT answer to “it”

height: 3’ in raccoon & 6′ 1″ in human ( but due to slouching it’s more like 5'11”)

markings: dark marks around his eyes and ears, unruly / tangled sometimes matted fur and scar-ridden. typically never in human form unless he’s on a secret mission

tattoos: just these

piercings: none

decorum: tactical cloaks like this, techwear cargo pants and always covering his face in human form. raccoon form, he sports a little red leather jacket that resembles this, always jeans/pants, no shoes and his little scavenging goggles

scent: mix of bunt fur and gunpowder

zodiac: taurus

primary vice: impulsiveness

primary virtue: courage

trope: angrish, blood knight, bounty hunter, can’t hold his liquor, combat pragmatist, covered in scars, death seeker, escape artist, gotta have it, gonna steal it

inspiration: this gif but also rocket raccoon ( mcu ), obviously, captain jack sparrow ( disney ) , spawn ( spawn comics )

residence: the bunkers previously the penitentiary 

hobbies: weapon crafting, bounty hunting, mechanical engineering/ amateur robotics, underground fighting, parkour / wastelands exploration, gambling, drinking, scavenging and salvaging, trading ( anything )

habits: tactical over planning, impulsiveness and obsessiveness, physical conditioning (rigorous / almost religious training regimen ), risk-taking which leads to dangerous situations / setbacks, resourcefulness, gambling ( high-stakes - he probably owes you money ), technological expertise, alcohol consumption ( over drinking to dull pain and coping ) perseverance ( to the point of harmful self preservation ), recklessness

questionnaire:

how do they feel about living in sol city? have they always lived there or did they travel from another settlement?

hates it— honestly and he thinks it's suffocating. he spends a lot of his free time in the wastelands and often winds back up in the penitentiary because of his behavior. the only saving grace to the city is knowing that his brother fins is there.

do they trust the council’s leadership? why or why not?

no because the council has too much power, to put it simply and no one man should have that much power.

if they chose their sector and profession, why did they make that choice? if they didn’t, why not? were they happy with their assignment or not?

if he could chose, he would be a scavenger without orders- just living life without borders.

what’s one object that they always keep on their person?

baby knife kept in his boot, just in case he needs a close range weapon.

questionnaire ( mutant vers ):

what is your character’s ability (or abilities)?

raccoon physiology and marksmanship. drawing from their raccoon-like traits, they have heightened agility, dexterity, and keen night vision, allowing them to navigate environments with ease and stealth as well as the ability to perform acrobatic maneuvers and quick escapes when necessary. coupled with their sharp senses, they excel in tracking and spotting targets from a distance. their marksmanship is top-notch; they can handle a variety of firearms with precision and accuracy.

are they gen i or gen ii?

gen ii

what can your character do? what are their strengths?

reconnaissance and infiltration, essentially and very adept at evasion and ambush tactics. basically Axel is good at running away. their keen senses help them detect movement and anticipate threats, giving them a tactical advantage. their marksmanship skills allow them to hit targets with impressive accuracy, whether from a distance or in dynamic situations.

what can’t they do? what are their weaknesses?

while beneficial for agility, the raccoon physiology means they are more vulnerable in direct physical confrontations against larger opponent and their reliance on stealth can be a double-edged sword especially if they are caught in an open area without cover- basically he's cooked.

emotionally, their penchant for curiosity leads them into risky situations, as they might investigate something that typically is too dangerous- axel needs a moral compass. moreover, their focus on precision shooting can make them less effective in chaotic, close-quarters combat where rapid-fire or brute force is necessary. ( they can only rely so much on their baby knife ) lastly, their nocturnal nature also hinders them during daylight operations, causing fatigue / reduced effectiveness in bright conditions.

[can-of-pringles]

Playing with Fire - Chapter 5

Rating: Teen and up audiences

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1k

Also Read on AO3

They all boarded the ship. Eliška spotted Peter and grabbed all the money she’d stolen, handing it to him. “I promised I’d get you and your group payment.”

His eyebrows raised in surprise. “Thank you…”

Next, she looked at Gamora, slightly bowing her head. “I know we didn’t get off on the right foot before, but I’ll help you in any way you need… well, almost any way.” She looked down at her gloved hands.

Gamora kept her arms crossed but hummed in consideration. “Can you fight?”

“Yes.” Eli��ka nodded. “Well, I can shoot.”

“Hopefully space guns aren’t too different from a rifle…” She thought.

“You’ll have to do. We need all the help we can get. Head to Drax, he’ll give you weapons.”

“Hey, Russian girl, thanks for helping us,” Peter mentioned.

She felt her annoyance grow. She took a deep breath, regaining her cool. “It’s Eliška Hašek, and I’m Czech, not Russian.”

“Oh… is that in Russia…?” He hesitated.

Eliška groaned and walked away, planning on finding Drax.

Gamora looked at him, raising a brow in confusion.

“It’s a Terran thing…” He muttered.

---

Eliška turned down the hall, finding Drax in some sort of weapons room. She walked over and introduced herself.

“Hi, Gamora told me to find you. She said you’d be able to assign me a weapon? To help you all fight.” She explained.

“What are you particularly skilled at?” He asked.

She paused, thinking it over. “I can manage a gun alright. But nothing too complex…” She scratched the back of her head anxiously.

Drax searched through the gun storage. The gang was grateful that the Ravagers were allowing them to potentially borrow weapons, as long as they got something in return. After a while of searching, he found something.

“Here, this should work.” He tossed her the gun and luckily, she caught it.

Eliška examined it, trying to get a feel for the firearm. It was sleeker than most of the other weapons but had a nice weight in her hands. It didn’t seem too far off from her father’s old hunting rifles. After she looked it over, she used the strap it came with and slung it over her back.

“Thank you,” she said.

Drax nodded, turning to sit and polish his blades for a moment before they all had to meet up. Eliška fidgeted with her gloves, looking down at them.

“By the way…” She spoke up.

He looked up at her.

“I just wanted to mention that I’m sorry Rocket said that earlier… about your family…” She spoke in a quiet tone.

After a bit, he nodded. “You are much kinder than him, small red-haired girl.”

A small smile formed on her face. She gave him one last quick nod before she left.

---

After a while of generally recovering, the gang met up, coming together to form a plan. Rocket sat on a crate; arguing with the gang. Opposite of him, Eliška leaned against one of the support beams, crossing her arms.

“You call that ‘figured it out’? We’re gonna rob the guys who just beat us senseless.”

“Oh, you want to talk about senseless? How about trying to save us by blowing us up?” Peter pointed out.

“We were only gonna blow you up if they didn’t turn you over!”

Eliška rolled her eyes, shaking her head. Rocket didn’t let her have much of a say when they were all in the Milano trying to rescue Peter and Gamora. She still couldn’t believe sometimes that they let the trigger-happy raccoon fly their ship, but what did she know? She couldn’t ignore how out of-depth she felt.

“And how on Earth were they gonna turn us over when you only gave them a count of five?”

“We didn’t have time to work out the minutiae of the plan.” He looked at Groot. “This is what we get for acting altruistically.”

“I am Groot.”

“They are ungrateful.” Rocket nodded.

“What’s important now is we get the Ravagers’ army to help us save Xandar,” Gamora spoke up.

“So we can give the Stone to Yondu, who’s just gonna sell to somebody even worse?”

“We’ll figure that part out later,” Peter added.

“We have to stop Ronan,” she said.

“How?” Rocket asked.

“I have a plan,” Peter replied.

“You’ve got a plan?” He sounded skeptical.

“Yes.”

“First of all, you’re copying me from when I said I had a plan.” Rocket stated.

“No, I’m not. People say that all the time. It’s not that unique of a thing to say.” Peter defended.

“Secondly, I don’t even believe you have a plan.” Rocket crossed his arms.

“I have part of a plan!”

“Banda idiotů…” Eliška muttered under her breath.

“What percentage of a plan do you have?” Drax commented.

“You don’t get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled on Knowhere.” Gamora pointed at him.

“I just saved Quill.” He sounded offended.

“We’ve already established that you destroying the ship that I’m on is not saving me,” Peter said.

“When did we establish it?”

“Like three seconds ago!”

“I wasn’t listening. I was thinking of something else.” Drax muttered.

Gamora scoffed in annoyance and turned away.

Rocket pointed at Drax for a second. “She’s right. You don’t get an opinion. What percentage?” He focused his attention back on Peter.

“I don’t know. Twelve percent.”

“Twelve percent?”

He laughed heartily, going on for a while. Eliška’s eyes widened in surprise. Gamora sat back down, tired from dealing with them.

“That’s a fake laugh.”

“It’s real!” Rocket insisted.

“Totally fake.” Peter continued.

“That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life because that is not a plan.”

“It’s barely a concept.” Gamora agreed.

“You’re taking their side?” Peter questioned.

“I am Groot.”

“So what, it’s better than eleven percent? What the hell does that have to do with anything?”

“Thank you, Groot. Thank you.” Peter gave him a pat on the arm. Groot smiled.

“See? Groot’s the only one of you who has a clue.”

Groot became distracted by a leaf on his shoulder, trying to eat it. Everyone stared in disbelief as he continued chomping on the leaf. Peter sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Rocket scoffed.

“Guys. Come on. Yondu is gonna be here in two seconds. He expects to hear this big plan of ours.” Peter lowered his voice. “I need your help.”

Gamora looked at him.

Peter took a breath, trying to gather his thoughts and rally them the best he knew how.

“I look around at us. You know what I see? Losers.” He slightly nodded.

Drax gave him a look. Rocket tilted his head. Both he and Gamora glanced at each other. Eliška raised a brow.

“I mean, like, folks who have lost stuff.” He clarified. “And we have. Man, we have. All of us.” He gave Eliška a brief glance. She looked up, surprised for a moment that he even included her.

Gamora looked at him again.

“Our homes, our families, normal lives.”

Drax glanced down.

“And, usually, life takes more than it gives. But not today. Today it’s given us something. It has given us a chance.”

“To do what?” Drax asked, looking at him.

“To give a shit. For once. Not run away,” he spoke earnestly. “I, for one, am not gonna stand by and watch as Ronan wipes out billions of innocent lives.”

Rocket kept his eyes trained on the floor with a defeated expression on his face. “But, Quill, stopping Ronan, it’s impossible.” He looked up at him. “You’re asking us to die.”

Peter remained silent for a moment, sighing. “Yeah, I guess I am.” He murmured.

He shook his head, stammered, and turned away, pacing slightly. Everyone kept their gaze down, upset by the current situation and the hopelessness of it.

“Quill,” Gamora said, looking up at him. He turned around to face her. “I have lived most my life surrounded by my enemies.”

Groot and Rocket looked at her. She stood up. “I will be grateful to die among my friends.”

Drax stood up as well. “You are an honorable man, Quill. I will fight beside you. And in the end, I will see my wife and daughter again.” He smiled.

Groot followed, also standing up. “I am Groot.”

Eliška bit her lip, wondering if she should even speak up. After a second, she stopped leaning, walking toward them. She glanced down at her hands before she looked back up. “If I am going to die… I’ll die a free woman.”

Rocket looked at Groot in disbelief. He looked around at the gang, sighing. “Oh, what the hell. I don’t got that long a lifespan, anyway.” He stood up on the crate. “Now I’m standing. Y’all happy?” He crossed his arms. “We’re all standing up now. Bunch of jackasses, standing in a circle.”

[animusrox]

LETTERBOXD

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[yanderes-galore]

Hi was wondering if you could do yandere Mr. X headcanons from resident evil 2 it's fine if you don't want to do it

I decided since they act so similar (Despite Nemesis having more mutations) I'd talk about them together. Let me know how you like it and I am open for questions! Pulling from remakes, btw.

Yandere! Mr. X and Nemesis Concepts

Resident Evil 2 + 3 Discussion

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic/Animal-Like

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Implied obsession, Mentioned murder, Monster-loving, Forced partnership/relationship (?), Animalistic behavior, Implied possessive behavior, Injury, Accidental death mention.

- This concept will be used to discuss the Tyrants Mr. X and Nemesis along with how they express behaviors towards their darlings.

- Both of them act similarly to a goal.

- Stay fixated on the current task no matter what must be done.

- They both have similar strengths, too, it's just that Nemesis gets an extra mutation.

- Both of them can even use heavy weapons such as mini guns and rocket launchers to dispatch foes.

- They're both nearly unstoppable killing machines with goals in mind, intelligent too.

- Out of the two of them, Nemesis would be the more intense one as the mutations keep getting stronger.

- Yet both would hunt their Darling down the same way.

- Mr. X and Nemesis would both follow you to the end of the Earth if they could.

- Mr. X expertly hunts you through the halls of the R.P.D station you hid in for refuge.

- While Nemesis would chase you around Raccoon City.

- Why they'd be obsessed over you is up to you.

- They are both highly intelligent, but who knows if they are still capable of such emotions.

- For this case, let's say they are.

- No matter which Tyrant you choose, they'd be rough to deal with.

- It would be easier on you if they dispatched you in their humanoid form.

- Both Mr. X and Nemesis when mutated would have a higher chance of accidentally harming/killing you due to their enhanced strength.

- Even when humanoid they still make you injured when trying to handle you.

- Mr. X is more similar to a human when handling you.

- This Tyrant is equipped with superhuman endurance, strength, and size.

- To subdue you, Mr. X would roughly push you to the ground before slinging you over its shoulder.

- Then you're essentially carried through the R.P.D station like a mere toy due to the Tyrant's size and strength.

- Nemesis is similar, it's just that Nemesis has other ways to wrangle you into its grip.

- Such as the parasite it is augmented with.

- Using the parasite Nemesis is equipped with, it can wrangle you in closer to it like a whip.

- Then like Mr. X, it can carry you around as it pleases.

- Making such creatures 'Yandere' is difficult as it is unlike normal humans feeling obsession.

- Tyrants would have to feel such an emotion in an animalistic way even with their human intelligence.

- They can't fully comprehend what they're feeling.

- All they know is this human they're hunting down... is something they want.

- A goal they want to accomplish, anything else after that will come later.

- They still keep their original goal, yes, it's just now they have a secondary mission.

- Keep this specific human by them at all times.

- Whatever their Yandere type is, Mr. X and Nemesis would share it.

- They act so similar due to being in the same Tyrant series it would make sense.

- It's also hard to give them a type due to their obsession being animalistic in a way.

- Both are so willing to use brute strength to accomplish and satiate this obsession they have towards you.

- Once they have you they'd probably be unsure of what to do with you.

- They force you to follow them, but affection is something they're incapable of expressing.

- The most you'd get out of them is staring and maybe prodding at you other than the usual manhandling you to keep you subdued.

- Nemesis might hiss out a word or two towards you, but Mr. X is eerily silent no matter what happens.

- While the Tyrants themselves may not speak, they do listen to words you say.

- You may talk to yourself while being forced to follow or try to get them to understand your plight. (Not like they care-)

- You'll know they heard you if they stop dead in their tracks and turn towards you.

- Nemesis may echo a few words towards you in response.

- Yet Mr. X would only stare at you like a cat observes something when you speak.

- Both are strange.

- Then, of course, they both get violent if you are taken from them.

- Doesn't matter who it is, either.

- Both Tyrants will cause extreme destruction to get you back.

- Nemesis, being more vocal, would probably even roar.

- Both would deal with their enemies the same way.

- Using brute force to mangle them before returning to you like a strange bodyguard.

- They can't figure out tears either so they'll probably ignore your tears if not look at you weird.

- Lastly, mutations.

- Mr. X is less advanced than Nemesis, having only a Stage 2.

- Except in this Stage 2, Mr. X is much more dangerous and feral.

- It'll have a harder time figuring out what it feels, meaning you'll most likely be harmed if you aren't staying out of the way.

- In this form it's out for blood.

- It may recognize you if it sees you, even then that may give you even less of a chance to get away.

- Then there's Nemesis, having a Stage 2 and 3.

- Except here I'll just mention Stage 2, as 3 is just... flesh wall?

- In Stage 2, Nemesis takes on a more animal-like form.

- Which would mean Nemesis would be more feral with its mindset.

- More growling, aggressive nature, actions like a true animal.

- Although Nemesis most likely also still recognizes you even in this state.

- Once again chasing you around to fulfill some goal it has surrounding you.

- There's a chance Stage 3 would be similar, but I feel if you get to that point Nemesis is too far gone due to the mutation.

- Both Tyrants would be terrifying if they had obsessions.

- Yet if you play your cards right...

- You may be able to use them to your advantage.

[swan-of-sunrise]

Endgame (Chapter Two)

Summary: Armed with coordinates and a solid battle plan, the Avengers hunt Thanos down in the hopes of retrieving all six Infinity Stones to bring the Vanished back, but are quickly met with a shocking discovery.

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: This chapter’s on the shorter side but if you know what’s about to happen then you already know why (obligatory heads-up for sadness and angst in this one lol) Thank you for reading, I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Two (Previous Chapter)

“Looks like you’re one of the ones with an added leg-up on this mission, hot-shot,” Natasha commented, casting a wary glance over at the towering Benatar while they waited for Rocket and Nebula to finish up their last-minute repairs to the spacecraft. “I’ve done a whole lot of things as a Black Widow, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and an Avenger, but I can’t say that I’ve ever traveled through space before.”

(Y/N) cracked a small smile as she fastened the last of her Asgardian armor over her new tactical suit. “Well, imagine you’re on the world’s fastest roller-coaster in the middle of a kaleidoscope and that kaleidoscope is trapped in a 9.5 magnitude earthquake, and that’s sort of what it’s like. Oh, and there’s a slight chance that you might pass out; that’s what happened to us after we escaped Sakaar and traveled to-” As she spoke, Natasha shuddered and Steve’s face paled, so she thought it best to quickly backtrack her words. “That’s only when you’re traveling through a jump-point, though! Normal space travel’s just like flying in a Quinjet or a helicopter, only the view is much prettier than anything you might see here on Earth and spaceships are a hell of a lot safer than a damn helicopter.”

“When I was a little kid, I always used to daydream about going to space…” The super-soldier sighed as he tugged his finger-less gloves on, the sorrow filling his features telling her that he was thinking about Carina. “Never thought that something like this would finally get me there.”

“Ship’s ready, humies!” Rocket announced across the manicured lawn of the Avengers Facility. “We just gonna stand around staring at each other all day or what?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at the raccoon’s attitude but followed Natasha and Steve as they boarded the Benatar for the first time. The trio took their seats in the second row of the spacecraft’s roomy flight deck, sitting in front of Rhodes and Thor and behind Rocket and Carol while Bruce and Nebula were seated on the lower level; for the first time in three weeks, the Asgardian didn’t look away when (Y/N)’s gaze met his and judging by the hint of a smile he gave her, he was feeling confident in their plan to acquire the Infinity Stones from Thanos and bring the Vanished back.

The spacecraft’s engines roared to life and once all of them fastened themselves into their seat harnesses, Rocket piloted them off the ground and up through the skies towards the planet’s upper atmosphere. Noticing how both Steve and Natasha were tensing up in nervous anticipation, (Y/N) nudged their shoulders and rested her hands palms-up on their shared armrests in an open invitation; the spy immediately latched onto her hand without taking her eyes off the flight deck’s viewport ahead but Steve was slower, tightly threading their fingers together and bringing their joined hands up to kiss the exposed skin above her engagement ring. They shared a knowing look before glancing over at Carol as she remarked with a reassuring smile, “Trust me, you get used to it.”

“Easy for you to say, Danvers, you glow and fly around shooting plasma bolts out of your fists for a living…” Natasha grumbled under her breath and (Y/N) bit back a smirk of amusement.

When Earth began to grow smaller through the flight deck’s viewports, Rocket turned around in his seat to address all of them. “Okay, who here hasn’t been to space?” Steve, Natasha and Rhodes all raised their hands. “You better not throw up on my ship.”

“Approaching jump in three…” Nebula called out as Steve’s hand gripped (Y/N)’s with a bruising force. “…two…” Natasha held her breath and braced herself against the back of her seat. “…one!”

The Benatar shot through the jump-point at breakneck speed and they were encased in swirling shades of blue and purple, speeding through space so quickly that all the stars around them appeared as fleeting streaks of white light. (Y/N) glanced over at Steve in time to watch his azure eyes widen in awe and despite the seriousness of their situation, she felt herself smile at the endearing sight. The moment they exited the jump-point at their final destination, however, her smile fell; the spacecraft hovered in orbit before the orange-colored planet where Thanos intended on living out the rest of his days, happy and satisfied in the knowledge that his plan to balance the universe had succeeded. He won’t be happy for very much longer, she thought as her jaw clenched tight, not if we have anything to say about it.

“That’s my cue.” Carol unclasped her seat harness and disappeared into the bowels of the Benatar; moments later, she appeared outside of the spacecraft and her voice spoke through their comm links. “I’ll head down for recon.” The captain flew off towards the tranquil planet while the rest of them finished planning and preparing for their impending fight with the Mad Titan.

(Y/N) had gotten up to help Natasha reboot the newly-repaired Hulkbuster armor for Bruce and was in the middle of adjusting her worn golden-yellow cloak when she saw Steve staring down at the familiar faded photograph of Peggy Carter pasted into the lid of his old compass; several years ago, she would’ve felt a pang of jealousy at the sight but now that she was older and their relationship had matured, she understood Steve’s connection to the remarkable woman and that there was nothing to feel insecure about. Throughout her groundbreaking life, Peggy Carter always seemed to know just what to do and if (Y/N) were being honest, she’d give just about anything to hear Peggy’s advice if it meant they’d win against Thanos and succeed in bringing everyone they’d lost back.

Natasha, who also noticed Steve and the weathered compass clutched tight in his hand, pursed her lips as her green eyes filled with sympathy. “This is gonna work, Steve.”

“I know it will.” After a moment, Steve closed the compass lid and looked up at the spy, the barest hint of fear in his gaze and a wavering edge to his voice as he continued. “Because I don’t know what I’m gonna do if it doesn’t.”

(Y/N) crossed over to where her fiancé sat and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing a kiss onto his jaw before nuzzling into his neck and listening to his steady heartbeat. “I promise that whatever happens down there, sweetheart, you won’t have to face it alone.” She tightened her hold on him as he leaned into her embrace. “I love you.”

Steve sighed and maneuvered his head so he could kiss her lips. “I love you too, sunshine.”

“No satellites, no ships, no armies…” Carol’s voice announced through their comms and they all turned toward the spacecraft’s viewport to see her fly up to it. “No ground defenses of any kind. It’s just him.”

(Y/N) and Steve exchanged a look as Nebula’s raspy voice filled the flight deck. “And that’s enough.”

The Benatar’s thrusters activated and Rocket piloted the spacecraft down through the planet’s upper atmosphere and into its clear blue sky littered with snow-white clouds; it was a tranquil planet, covered in trees and grass and peppered with stunning waterfalls of crystal-clear water, and (Y/N)’s blood boiled in rage at the thought of Thanos retiring to somewhere so beautiful after committing such heinous atrocities throughout the entire universe. The raccoon landed the spacecraft behind a dense forest of trees, out of sight of Thanos’ small hillside farm but close enough to journey there on foot, and they wasted no time, gathering their weapons and making their way through the trees towards their destination.

“Nice retirement project.” Once their group stopped by the trees bordering Thanos’ crops, Carol squared her shoulders and turned to face them as her body began to glow with cosmic energy. “Let’s pay this loser a visit, shall we?”

Carol shot off into the sky and blasted her way into the Mad Titan’s spacious farmhouse while Rhodes and Bruce followed in their respective armored suits; the sounds of battle echoed throughout the once-silent farm as all three heroes worked to restrain Thanos, and the rest of them began making their way up the path to the farmhouse. Once Rhodes gave him the signal through the comms, Thor burst into the farmhouse and Thanos bellowed in pain as the Asgardian severed his gauntlet-clad arm off with Stormbreaker.

(Y/N) exchanged an anxious look with Natasha and gripped her blaster’s shoulder strap as they followed Steve up the steps and into the farmhouse; inside, Thanos was kneeling on the floor and being restrained by Carol and Rhodes, while Bruce held him at repulsor-point and Thor brandished his blood-soaked battle axe. Rocket was the first to reach the severed arm but froze in shock when he flipped the heavy limb over to reveal six empty settings where the Infinity Stones once rested. “Oh, no.”

(Y/N)’s heart jolted in her chest and she glanced up to meet Steve’s eyes, an unsettling feeling beginning to form in the pit of her stomach; her emotions were reflected in her fiancé’s face but he did his best to bury them as he turned to face Thanos. “Where are they?”

When Thanos didn’t immediately answer, Carol’s glowing arm tightened around his neck. “Answer the question.”

“The universe required correction. After that, the stones served no purpose beyond temptation.”

“You murdered trillions!”

Bruce shoved the Mad Titan across the room, where he landed hard on the ground and spat out, “You should be grateful!” The Hulkbuster’s metal fist slammed into his charred purple face and stopped him from saying anything more.

Natasha’s green eyes shone with unshed tears and her voice shook as she took a step closer to Thanos and repeated Steve’s question. “Where are the stones?”

“Gone. Reduced to atoms.”

With her panic steadily rising, (Y/N) impulsively slung her blaster’s strap off her shoulder and aimed the weapon directly at Thanos’ smirking face, unbothered by the sudden threat of violence she found herself displaying. “We know you used the stones two days ago, so tell us where they are. Now.”

“I used the stones to destroy the stones. It nearly killed me, but the work is done…it always will be.” Her blood ran cold as the Mad Titan’s self-satisfied smirk widened, obviously relishing in their growing dread as they realized what had happened. “I am…inevitable.”

Hot tears formed in (Y/N)’s eyes as he repeated the same words he spoke to her back in Wakanda and she forced herself to look away, her knuckles tightening painfully around her blaster and her breath coming out in uneven puffs while all around her, the others were struggling to grapple with the seriousness of their situation. “W-We have to tear this place apart, he has to be lying-”

“My father is many things,” Nebula interrupted Rhodes’ rambling, her gaze trained on Thanos as a grim expression overtook her features. “A liar is not one of them.”

There was a subtle shift in Thanos’ demeanor and he looked up at his adoptive daughter with an emotion akin to pride written across his face. “Thank you, daughter. Perhaps I treated you too harshly.”

The sudden sound of Stormbreaker slicing through the air barely made (Y/N) flinch, her body entirely numb as she watched the Mad Titan’s decapitated head roll across the farmhouse’s floor. The others were in various states of shock, with a horrified Rocket being the only one to break the heavy silence engulfing the room. “What did you do?”

“I went for the head…” Thor replied, his voice shaking with grief and his eyes filling with tears. Without looking at any of them, the defeated Asgardian turned and walked out into the field of crops, his bloody battle axe still clutched tight in his hand.

Nebula, with the blood of her adoptive father speckled across her face, knelt down beside his severed head and closed his vacant eyes. Natasha and Rhodes were crying silent tears while Rocket sat on the farmhouse’s steps and buried his face in his hands, and both Carol and Bruce were at a loss for words as they stood and stared at Thanos’ body. (Y/N) hadn’t realized that her blaster was still raised until Steve’s hands came into view and gently pulled the weapon out of her bruising grip; her own hands were trembling as she covered her mouth and her shoulders shook with suppressed sobs, the feel of the super-soldier’s arms wrapping around her waist from behind proving to be the final straw. (Y/N) spun around and buried her face into Steve’s chest, her muffled cries echoing throughout the farmhouse as his own tears dampened her hair.

Steve held her against him even when her legs lost their strength but no matter how tight his grip on her was, there was nothing he could do to prevent her heart from shattering as she grappled with the knowledge that they’d lost. Their friends – some of the only family that either of them had – and their own daughter were truly gone forever, all because of Thanos.

“I am…inevitable.”

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A/N: I mean...you know I had to do it, right?? Lol at least we all know that things will eventually get happier for them both! Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new chapter. Enjoy!

Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5L6MERx3PIydW3FyNPqYvl?si=6e6119bc3e8b49d0

Chapter Three

“Endgame” Masterlist

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[roccet]

@fightwing​ ⏃⌇☍⟒⎅: plots please!

★ Classic I crash landed on Earth and the government is hunting me. I ran into you on a rooftop, I am not a raccoon and or I broke in through your window and am eating peanut butter on your kitchen counter.

★ Rocket running away with stolen goods and getting stopped by NW and I didn’t do nothin’

★ Rocket looking for green lantern but all humans look the same and he’s holding NW at alien gun point and yelling about something that happened in space

★ Rocket getting frustrated because he just wants to buy some food but people are afraid of him and wont accept his money

★ Rocket accidently kidnaps him with his spaceship and he just stares at NW like, you are the wrong human ands this is awkward but I wont admit I did this wrong

[imaginesfordayss]

“I don’t know why you’re putting (y/n) in charge,” Rocket lamented, “I am perfectly capable of watching over Groot.”

“You’re perfectly capable?” Gamora said, resting her hands on her hips, “Last time we left him with you he almost got himself blown up.”

“It was a learning exercise?” Rocket offered.

“Well both of you failed.” Peter said, entering the room from below, little Groot following close behind. Peter was fixing his jacket, trying to get the leather to sit on his shoulders just right, before Gamora walked up to him and fixed it. They smiled at each other sappily before Rocket made a gagging noise and killed the mood. They glared at him before he made a poor excuse and slinked off to fiddle with whatever crazy project he was working on. 

“Think you can handle them for the night?” Peter asked, turning toward you. 

You rolled your eyes, “You don’t have to worry, everything will be fine.” Groot hopped onto the ships console where you currently lounging. He gave you a cute smile and you melted just a bit inside.

“His new thing is scavengers hunts,” Gamora said, “So if he starts bringing you things randomly don’t worry about it. And Rocket isn’t allowed to use him for an experiment. He’s been trying to get Groot to help him alter the ship now that he’s small, but last time Groot got stuck and the ship was off kilter for a month.”

“Gamora,” You stopped her, “How long have you known me? I can take care of Rocket and Groot. If I can take out an army of ravagers single handed, I’m sure a little tree and a raccoon won’t be an issue.” 

“You’d be surprised how much trouble they can get into,” Peter warned jokingly, “Just keep an eye out.” 

“No problem.” You pushed off the console and began ushering them out of the ship, “No go on, have fun. Go be all gross and coupley. I’ll make sure your ship doesn’t explode.”