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countlessimagines · 1 year ago

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Star Lord’s Sister [ Adam Warlock x Reader ]

GOTG VOLUME 3 SPOILERS!!!

Summary: Star lord’s sister takes a liking to the new member of the Guardians

A/N: my beloved!!! <3

Ever since you met Adam Warlock, he had been head over heels for you. Constantly following you around, wanting to be by your side 24/7, interested in your hobbies, and so much more.

You honestly didn’t mind it and found it adorable. And you would be lying if you said you weren’t catching feelings too.

Adam and you had been on quite a few dates since meeting and tried to spend most of your time together since Rocket always whisked him away for Guardians’ duties. He would always pout when he had to leave, but would always kiss you with so much passion, that the rest of the guardians would gag while boarding the ship.

And your brother seemed to not enjoy the constant hanging out together as much as you did. Peter had begun to call you at the end of each week from Earth to catch up on what was going on. He quickly noticed your interests began to revolve around Adam and you two seemed to be attached to the hip.

“So, the guy saves me and you fall madly in love with him?” Peter snickered and shook his head. “I leave for a few months and already it sounds like you two are married.”

You rolled your eyes at your brother’s response, not wanting to hear any of his nonsense. “So what? I am an adult and can do whatever I please.”

“Okay sure, let me know when the wedding is.”

You were about to fire back until Adam walked in from the bathroom only in a towel, saw Peter on the monitor, and promptly fell to the ground and army crawled away.

You groaned and dragged your hand across your face. “Adam!”

“Hey hey wait a minute! I was joking about the wedding, Adam get your ass back to the screen!” Peter began to shout over the screen. “Stay away from my sister!”

“Okay bye, love you!” You hurried and ended the call quickly.

Adam rose from behind the side of the bed and shrugged innocently when you turned to him. You picked up a pillow from the ground and tossed it at his head.

“Sweetheart! I told you I was calling my brother, he was finally warming up to the idea of us,” you stood up and laid flat on the bed. “Now he’s seen you half naked in my place so I can only imagine he’s going to fly all the way here to beat you up.”

Adam shuffled into clothes and flopped beside you. “I would like to see him try to keep me away from you.”

You faced him and couldn’t help but melt at his cute pouty face. “Yeah yeah, but please don’t hurt my brother if he tries to kick your ass.”

Adam nodded and grabbed you lovingly in his arms. “Can we just stay in today?”

“Why’s that?” You mumbled into his chest.

“Because I rather cuddle my girlfriend than help rocket on a mission today.” Adam kissed your forehead repeatedly and made you giggle uncontrollably.

“Stop stop!” You said and pushed on his chest. “Why don’t you go tell rocket that you can’t make it and then we can have a lazy day in?”

Adam planted a kiss on your check, stood up, saluted you, then quickly left to get out of saving the world today - simply because his world was too cute to leave.

An hour went by without Adam returning, and it wasn’t until your monitor began to beep did you put two and two together. You answered the call that was coming from the Guardians’ ship and saw Adam’s face pop up, and he was in full gear.

You shook your head and sighed, “Care to explain yourself?”

“Okay, well,” Adam dragged off his voice and moved a bit from the screen to point an accusing finger towards Rocket, “He told me it would only take an hour, but once I got on the ship he told me it was a two day trip.”

Rocket popped up and said, “Sorry for stealing your boyfriend, (Y/N). You’ll have to cuddle your pillow the next couple of nights. The world needs Warlock, and trust me I wouldn’t bring his bright gold self unless it was necessary.”

Rocket jumped away when Adam tried to wack him.

“I’m sorry my love. I promise it will go by quick and I’ll be back before you can say ‘I have the best boyfriend in the whole wide galaxy and he’s gonna smother me in kisses when he returns!’” Adam tried to do a high pitched voice to imitate you to which you rolled your eyes.

“Alright, whatever you say,” you waved and blew a kiss to him before ending the call.

The next few days were uneventful, and you were knocked out asleep when your guardians pin began to beep and pulled you out of sleep.

You pressed on it and spoke into it sleepily, “what’s wrong?”

Rocket’s urgent voice spoke through the comm, and it made you wake up fully. “(Y/N)! Prepare med packs! Adam got hit and we need to work on him urgently!”

You rushed out of your apartment and down flights of stairs before running to the supply closet. You pressed your comm again to speak to Nebula. Once she finally answered, you explained quickly what was going on and she was next to you within minutes to set up for their arrival.

It wasn’t long before Kraglin rushed in with Adam slumped over his shoulder, barely responsive. He placed him on a nearby table while you grabbed Adam’s hand and tried to figure out what was wrong with him.

“He took a blow to his stomach, we should be able to patch him up quickly but the beast repeatedly hit him in the wound… making him bleed out.” Kraglin was rushing his words, not making complete sense but still wanting to explain everything.

You nodded as Nebula put a med pack on his stomach, hoping it would help. Adam started to breath deeply and you let out a small cry seeing him in such distress.

A part of you knew that the pack would either help or just make the situation worse. As Adam didn’t wake up quickly enough to be okay, you grabbed a sewing kit, alcohol, and a towel.

Removing the med pack, you removed his vest and immediately began to work with Nebula’s help. It was a tense moment, only the sounds of Adam’s breathing could be heard in the room.

Not too long after you finished the stitch across his stomach and placed the med pack on his wound to finish the healing process. Everyone let out a breath of relief as Adam began to breath normally again.

“You guys can go and clean up, I bet you all have some wounds that need to be tended to.” You said to Kraglin and Rocket who nodded.

Nebula reassured Rocket that she wouldn’t leave you alone. You smiled gratefully at her as you grabbed Adam’s hand and pulled up a chair beside the table.

“I’m gonna wait a few hours before trying to move him to my place.”

Hours went by and you had fallen asleep, still holding tightly onto Adam, not wanting to let go in fear something bad would happen if you did. It was in those moments, going in and out of sleep - that you both realized how much you truly loved one another. It was a selfless and innocent love, something so pure that nothing would come in-between the two of you.

Adam had woken up first, confused and sore, but the moment he saw you slumped over the table, holding his hand - he instantly calmed down. He was so relieved he made it back alive and was with you again. He remembered his promise he made and kissed your hand repeatedly to wake you up.

With a startled jump, you woke up in a frenzy and immediately checked to see if something was wrong.

“Did I worry you?” Adam said softly, gazing lovingly at you.

“Oh, so so much.” You placed a hand on his cheek, so happy to see him awake and well. “I think I might have to kidnap you from missions from now on until you’re better.”

“Trust me, I am going to try to take less advice from Rocket and Groot on missions… and take a break.” Adam said and shuttered as if remembering how he ended up in the situation in the first place.

“I’m just happy you’re home,” you smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Adam became teary-eyed at the thought of you being his home. After being pulled out of the cocoon too early and losing his mother, he had felt like he would never feel at home anywhere and be lost without anything to live for. Thankfully, he was wrong. He had found you and the guardians, and now he could go home to someone who loved and cared for him. And Peter would be lying if he said he wasn’t happy that you had found someone to love. In the whole of the galaxy, your brother was happy you had Adam.

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messymindpalace · 2 years ago

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Quill realizing that in a way what he was doing to Gamora was similar to what The High Evolutionary did to Rocket aka trying to change someone into something that he thought was better (in this case, trying to make this Gamora into the one he loved without taking into account who she actually is) and seeing how cruel and hurtful it is and then just accepting that his Gamora really died and that this new Gamora is her own person...

#guardians of the galaxy #gotgvol3 #peter quill #gamora #star lord #starmora #quill x gamora #rocket raccoon #mcu #marvel

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nicoleclowes · 1 year ago

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leaked footage of gotg3

#guardians of the galaxy 3 #gamora #peter quill #starmora #peter x gamora #drax the destroyer #rocket raccoon #nebula #mantis #groot #nebula x gamora #still thinking about them :')#gonna miss these a holes #my art #fanart #nicole clowes

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shutupcrime · 1 year ago

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Guardians of the Galaxy is the story of a Racoon who flies a space ship and it had me sobbing on the floor.

It’s about outcasts, overcoming abuse, learning to love yourself and those around you.

It’s about forgiveness and guilt and family.

It’s about all the ludicrous little details surrounding life that make it bearable.

…I just really like the fucking raccoon ok?

#guardians of the galaxy #gotg #gotg 3 #gotg vol 3 #rocket raccoon #Drax the destroyer #nebula #Peter quill #starlord #gamora #mantis #lyla #lyla x rocket #Adam warlock #marvel #James Gunn #phase 5 #guardians of the galaxy volume 3

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skylarstark4826 · 1 month ago

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They looked so happy. She never thought that she would ever smile again after being used by Thanos. But seeing herself in this picture, Peter’s arm slung around her shoulder, the brightest, warmest smiles on their faces -- Gamora couldn’t understand how someone could set her free. But he had. It was clear to see that they loved each other. That she loved him.

Nebula pressed her to give him a chance. It was the only time she’d ever seen her happy. Gamora felt stuck, wanting to know what it felt like.

Everything around her was unfamiliar and different, but she was free to make her own choices without Thanos always hovering in the back of her mind.

“I bet we were fun.”

“Oh, like you wouldn’t believe.”

Maybe she wanted to feel it -- just maybe -- she wanted to know what it was like.

She looked across the street to the house where he was currently staying on Earth. A quaint little two story, lights out, streetlights illuminating it in this soft glow. Gamora was nervous, which was strange for her. She tried to deny it, but he did give her butterflies when he gazed upon her with those soulful, lost eyes. He still desired her, wanted her, loved her.

With a deep sigh, Gamora walked up to the house. The stars twinkled above, seeming to guide her on her journey to the front door. Gently she knocked, the tapping a hollow echo in her ears. There was rustling, the sound of bare feet softly padding across a wood floor.

As the lock disengaged, she thought about bolting back to the ship when the latch clacked and there stood Peter, sleepily disheveled, those soft eyes widening in recognition.

“Gamora?” His voice was husky with sleep, and she swallowed hard as he looked at her like he had before. “Am I dreaming?”

“No.” She replied softly.

“Is something wrong? Is someone in trouble?” He practically tripped over his feet as he reentered the house and grabbed his bag.

Gamora was a bit weary about touching him, but she placed a hand over his and the bag softly plopped back to the floor beside the couch. His touch was like fire, scorching her, setting her ablaze. Heat settled heavily in her belly, and she watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. They faced each other, her hand still on his and the sensation of his skin made her feel things she never thought possible.

“No, Peter.” She moved them to the couch, and they sat down -- she gracefully; him heavily.

“I don’t understand.” He looked down at his hands, wringing them in anxious motions. “I thought I’d never see you again. I -- I had come to terms with you not --”

“Breathe.” Gamora waited on him to finish, watching as he raked his hands through his hair and tried to get himself under control. Sad, hazel-green eyes looked at her glinting in the soft lamplight. She decided to just take the plunge and reached in her jacket pocket to pull out the picture she’d had for months now. The worn edges a little faded from her constant rubbing of the polaroid in quiet contemplation.

“I --” She hesitated, holding the picture up between them. “I want to know what it feels like.”

“Don’t do this…” He begged, a tear sliding down his cheek. “Don’t ask me if you just want a taste of it. I -- I can’t let you go again if you do.”

“Peter.”

“No.” His voice cracked as his fists clenched. “I can’t, Gamora. It was hard enough to let you go again when you left with the Ravagers. It’s been months -- months-- and GOD, of course I still love you. I never fucking stopped. I still dream about you every damn day.”

She swallowed hard, watching as he raked his hands through his hair again, the tears creating slow tracks down his cheeks.

“But I can’t give you anything if you don’t want me. I can’t just be an experiment or a toy to you.” Peter turned away and looked down at his lap, head in his hands. “It destroyed me when you died. When you kept telling me that I was nothing to you after I saw you again. You made it pretty clear that you weren’t her.”

Gamora gently grabbed either side of his face, lifting that soulful gaze to hers, seeing the pain -- the anguish -- the - dare she say it - the need. Maybe she should blame it on Nebula, this curiosity, but something inside her finally broke when she saw him caress that picture with so much reverence. She wanted it to be her so badly. To feel loved for the first time in her life. No, this wasn’t an experiment, and he wasn’t a toy.

“Please --” He softly cried. “Please don’t if you don’t mean it.”

And then her lips were on his, softly at first, tasting the remnants of toothpaste and the saltiness of his tears. She held him, feeling the warmth of his body, and then he suddenly came alive. Peter moaned, pulling her into him; lips devouring hers with what seemed to be eons of desire reserved just for her.

“Mora…” He whined, body pushing hers back into the couch and she went willingly. She was overwhelmed by his hands caressing her, finding places that made her ache -- places she would’ve never guessed she liked.

But then, as soon as it started, he pulled away. She felt cold, bereft -- floating alone in an endless abyss.

“You --” He choked out, “you had your taste…”

“Peter.”

“No. No, don’t. Don’t pretend that you want me. I -- I can’t stand it.”

Gamora gently eased herself back into his space only for him to stand and shift away from her grasping hands. She supposed she deserved this. After all, she had pushed him away for so long. Told him several times she wasn’t who he wanted her to be. In his pacing, the picture she’d brought fluttered to the floor, the soft tap of it seeming to snap him out of his daze and he looked down at it, picking it up and seeming to remember something.

“I had been looking everywhere for this.”

“I’m sorry.”

“How long have you --”

“Months.” She sighed. “Nebula caught me with it. When she saw it, she told me where to find you. I didn’t ask her. I -- it took me so long to come here. I didn’t just do it on a whim.”

“I -- I need to think about this.”

“Okay.” All she could do was relent. Besides, she needed to get back before her next mission. “I’ll see you.”

“Yeah.”

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Gamora held out as long as she could. Tried to take her mind off him, but it was hard to do. Missions seemed to take forever; they didn’t hold as much for her anymore. Her attention was elsewhere, thinking about that kiss and the way he looked at her with those hazel green eyes. There was no denying it anymore, she wanted him still.

So now, here she sat once more on a quiet night debating on whether to go and knock on the door. The need won out, her body already making the choice for her as she tapped on the door once again and came face to face with a sleep-tossed Quill. This time, though, he stepped outside and shut the door softly behind him.

“My grandfather’s home tonight and I don’t want to wake him.”

“Come with me, then.”

He kept pace quietly beside her as she led him to where she parked her ship. The area was well secluded as to not arouse suspicion. She’d walked quite a ways to get to his house, but it really didn’t matter.

“Nice ship.”

She smirked, shaking her head, and they walked up the ramp into the main galley. She leaned against the wall as he took a look around.

“I want to know something.” Gamora began.

“What?”

“How long did it take.”

“It wasn’t easy.” He sat down at the table and leaned back into the worn seat. “You were very stand-offish. Not as bad as now, but still pretty worked up. Thanos was a piece of shit and you kept saying you were never free until he was dead. I -- I think I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you. You kicked my ass, and I knew.”

“You’re very strange, Peter Quill.”

Gamora moved from her lean against the wall, pulled the heavy chair from behind the table and sat in his lap facing him.

“Ga- --” She shushed him with two fingers on his lips and his eyes widened.

“I’ve been mulling it around and around. I can’t quite put my finger on why, but I can definitely see the appeal.” Gamora leaned in and replaced her fingers with her lips, and she felt him again -- felt the moment he opened up to her. His hands gripping her tightly, his lips moving in sync with her own, but then he turned heated -- wanting. She could tell it had been a long time and she couldn’t say she wasn’t curious. He already knew everything about her. But that would come later.

For now, she pulled back but continued to stay seated. She quite liked the comfort.

“What is this, Gamora?” He suddenly found the sleeve of her jacket interesting, pulling at the loose threads as he waited for an answer. “What are we doing?”

“If you tell me to go,” she replied, “I’ll understand.”

“I wish you knew.” His voice turned hoarse. “I wish we could pick up where we left off. I meant what I said before. I can’t do this. I can’t just be an experiment or a toy to you. You can’t just want the idea of me, of my love for -- for you.”

“I know I’m not the one you want.”

“You’re still her.” He sighed. “Whether you want to believe that or not, you’re still you. The story is the same up until you were brought here. You have the capacity to want things and the freedom to do so. You being here with me right now is proof that there is something more. Even if you’re not completely sure.”

“You make a lot of assumptions.”

“Am I completely wrong, though?” Peter sighed and gently eased her off his lap so he could stand. “Why now? After everything I went through to try and convince you before that there was something deep down inside of you that has always been there.”

“Because I wasn’t ready to accept that. I may still be the same in the sense that my future self and I had the same life experience, but the point is I didn’t know you, I hadn’t met you, we haven’t had the same experiences together.” Gamora started to pace. “I fought it every time I looked into your eyes and saw how much you hurt, how much you craved. Hell, I could smell it on you, and I was upset at myself because it didn’t disgust me.”

He shook his head. “You denied me then, too. But I could see how much you wanted me, even if you couldn’t come to terms with it. It was our unspoken thing.”

“Even now you smell so damn good.”

“You told me that before, too. Leather, musk, and the electricity of laser fire.”

“Ozone and space.” She whispered.

“Yeah.” He leaned in and she held onto his shoulders as he pulled her close. “And we danced --”

“I don’t dance.”

“Not yet maybe --” Peter slowly rocked them back and forth, humming the first song he’d tried to get her to dance to. The one she started to move her body to before she pulled a knife on him. Scary as it was, he would never forget the way his heart raced when his lips just barely touched hers. “But soon. You want to know what my love feels like, Mora?”

“More than anything.” She found herself whispering, afraid to break the mood between them. Afraid that he may back away and take his warmth with him.

He groaned then, pulling her into a ravenous kiss, as if he were trying to eat her alive. Gamora panted against him, trying to keep up as they slammed into the wall behind her, his hand pulling her thigh up to wrap around his waist as he rocked into her. She was on fire. How -- how could he -- how could it feel like this?

But then he was gone, backing away and leaving her to gather the pieces of what just happened. His eyes were glossy, hands shaking as he moved to leave the ship.

“Wait…”

“You want this, Mora? Want me more than just a taste? Then you prove it by coming back again and again.” He continued down the ramp. “Make your choice.”

And with that he was gone, and she was alone hugging herself tightly and wondering why she gave in again.

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Gamora landed again, all in pursuit of this man with whom she denied so vehemently before.

What was it about Peter Quill that made her do this?

She passed by the photo again, this time in a small frame that he’d procured the last time she visited.

It was a slight disaster then. There were no touches, no kisses, and he left her before they even really had a chance to talk. He framed the picture before sending her on her way and she felt empty then. Emptier than she had in a long time. The only thing she could come up with is he still didn’t believe she was serious.

This time she knocked louder, nearly pounding on the door and it opened quicker this time with him gently pushing her away before he shut it quietly behind him.

“You’ll wake him. Please keep it down.”

“I wanted to see you.”

After a pause, he nodded and followed her to the ship.

“What brings you by this time?”

“Why are you being so cold, Peter?”

With a sigh, he slid down into the chair and leaned on the table.

“I don’t know where I’m going to go after this. My grandfather isn’t going to be around much longer.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Earth has been great, it really has, but I have no family left here after this. I’m trying to spend what little time he has left with him.”

“You want me to --”

“No. I -- I want you, whatever you’re willing to give.” He looked up at her and she could feel herself caving to those soft green eyes.

Once more she found herself embracing him, but this time it was different. She could feel his grief as if it were her own and they sat in silence together before she had to let him go.

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The next few times she drops by he’s more open with her. They talk for hours; he even buys her a few Terran dinners for her to try. Things he knew she’d like from his home world. She finds she wants more of this Peter, his wit, his charm, his laughter. For brief moments she can see he’s forgotten which Gamora he’s talking to and it’s as if they are finally one in the same. But then realization hits and by the time the night ends, he closes himself off again, gives her a chaste kiss, and then leaves.

Gamora can’t help but miss the passion she felt from the first few meetings. She knows it will come with time and he has to trust her once again.

Soon, however, it’s time for her to touch down and she can sense something is different somehow. When she finally makes her way to the house she’s been coming to for nearly a year, knocks on the door, and see’s Peter -- she just knows. He’s alone now.

He pulls her into the living room, holds her close and cries on her shoulder. She’s uncomfortable with the whole thing, his tears wet her top and his arms hold her too tightly, but she lets him. Gamora moves one hand to the top of his head and just lets him grieve. It must be still fresh for him to be this way.

“When?” She finally allows herself to ask once his loud sobs have given way to soft sniffles. Crying, she finds, is a very ugly thing and she really doesn’t want him to do it anymore if she can help it.

“Last week. The funeral was yesterday.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m -- I’m glad I got to know him a little.” He pulled back and wiped his face. “I don’t think I’m going to stay here.”

“Where will you go?”

It’s then she sees the small bag he brought with him already packed. He also wasn’t in his pajamas this time around. She was in such a hurry to see him that she didn’t even notice that he looked ready to leave at a moments notice.

“I was hoping …” He paused and then looked down at his feet. “Ne- -- never mind. I’ll --”

“You want to come with me?”

“Yes. Yes I do.” Those hazel eyes were earnest, sure, and for the first time in a long time were not sad when they looked at her. Perhaps they were finally moving towards a future.

XXXXXXXXXXx

Peter was hard to live with, messy, annoying, and played his music loudly at all times of day or night. Yet, she found it hard to not find him totally endearing. He took up most of her bunk when they slept, and she found herself snuggled in his embrace more often than not when she woke. The warmth of his body was welcome to the cold of the ship.

Though, there was still something on her mind when it came to him and his more recent adore. Just when she thought he’d take it further, he backed off and they went to sleep. He’d kiss her, touch her, caress her body and make her ache. She could tell he was just as on fire as she was -- what was he waiting for. She’d left the Ravagers, they’d been floating around in space, visiting ports for food and fuel, and just enjoying their time together.

Gamora decided to give it a push.

He’d engaged her, as he did every night, pulling her into his lap and kissing her as if his life depended on it. So, she leaned away, reached behind her, and pulled her top up and off, slinging it across the room. Peter swallowed hard and she felt him, felt his breath quicken, heard the steady thrum of his heart. She moved to start disrobing him, tugging on his shirt and he gently grasped her hands in his own to stop it.

“Look at me.” He requested and those green eyes were so soft, so achingly sweet with a hint of lust. Gamora felt herself grow hotter as his hand caressed the side of her face. “You want me, Gamora?”

“Yes.” She said without hesitation.

“You want me? Not just some fantasy in a picture, not the idea of me -- but me, here and now?”

“Peter.” A whine left her as she felt him hard between her thighs, the need to rock against him and sate herself -- the utter need for him to just give her this love she craves from him.

“I told you, Mora. Not until you want me. Not this --“ He pointed to the framed picture on the bedside table, the one she’d kept all this time. The one that started this whole mess. “Not this idea of us, but us.”

“It’s still us, Peter.” She argued.

“No, that wasn’t us. That was me and her.” His body shook as he took a breath. “I want you, Gamora. You. Now tell me -- do you want me.”

Something snapped within her, the delicate frame suddenly across the room in a pile of broken glass, her hand gripping the front of his shirt as she pulled him into a bruising kiss. Over a year she’d been waiting for this now. Months of visits, of pining, of learning this man. Him showing her things, new experiences, music, dancing -- she wanted him. He’d shown her pieces of himself and she’d come to terms with the fact that he was right about her. Somewhere deep inside of herself, nothing was completely different -- fundamentally, she had the same desires.

And right now -- right now she wanted to feel loved, wanted to show this man that it was only him that she had fallen for over this last year. All the talks, all the Terran meals, all the memories he shared with her. He may have known her past, but she told it again and he listened. Listened to what Thanos had made of her, listened when no one else truly had.

Now he gave. Gave her gentle warm caresses and hunger unmatched by any other. He gave her sweet kisses, embraces, and when they finally were naked together, he took his time to map her body. In the back of her mind, she had to push aside the fact that he had done this with her before -- but it didn’t really matter.

Peter was attentive, making her tremble as he caressed her breasts but didn’t focus on them too much. They were nice enough to be touched but she didn’t gain much pleasure from them. He focused on her scars, kissing each one as he moved down her body between her thighs. His fingers gently rubbed her clit before gently dipping into her wet center, his tongue laving at her, licking and suckling -- making her nearly scream as he brought her over again and again, finishing by sucking her clit in his mouth and twirling his tongue around it.

Then he was on top of her, inside of her, and she held onto him -- clutched at him as he made love to her. Endless kisses, groans and moans blending together with soft cries of her name.

He praised her and she wallowed in it. Feeling the tempo of his thrusts as she moved to meet them. And when she crested again, he followed her down and it was the best night of her life.

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When they arrived at a refueling station, he had run off leaving her alone for a time. She wondered if he regretted what he’d done. What they’d done together. But he returned with a gift, one of her favorite foods, he said. So, she gave it a try. It was sweet, but not overly so, and it melted on her tongue.

“Thank you.”

“Of course.” He smiled softly.

The notes of a song were playing from his headphones around his neck and she had the strangest feeling that she’d heard it before.

“What’s that song?” Gamora moved to grab the headphones and he stopped her briefly.

“I -- it’s the first song you listened to.”

“Can -- can I?”

He looked a little weary before easing the device over her ears and she heard the chords before a man began singing.

I fooled around and fell in love

Free on my own that's the way I used to be

But since I met you baby, love's got a hold on me

(Fooled around and fell in love) woo, it's got a hold on me now, yeah

(Fooled around and fell in love) I can't let go of you, baby

(Fooled around and fell in love) I can't stop loving you now

(Fooled around and fell in love) hey, 'cause I fooled around and fell in love…

“I tried to kiss you and you pulled a knife on my throat.”

She laughed at that. It sounded like her.

“You said you wouldn’t be seduced by my pelvic sorcery.”

Gamora shook her head as they boarded the ship. Maybe they weren’t who they used to be, but she liked who they were now and maybe that’s all that mattered.

#starmora #peter quill #gamora #peter x gamora #gamora x peter #Peter and gamora #Gamora and peter #star lord #gamora zen whoberi ben titan #guardians of the galaxy #marvel cinematic universe #marvel mcu #mcu #ucm #avengers #marvel

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dovelywind · 1 year ago

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P + G Vol. 3 (spoilers ahead) ✧･ﾟ: *✧

ꕥ| Peter Quill & Gamora — GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 3

…I’m still not who you want me to be.

I know. But who you are ain’t so bad.

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redvelvetpanpan · 2 years ago

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Imma just sit here waiting patiently (read: frothing at the mouth) for the Adam Warlock fics to come flooding in.

#adam warlock #guardians of the galaxy spoilers #guardians of the galaxy #rocket #rocket racoon and groot #groot #drax the destroyer #drax #nebula #mantis #star lord #peter quill #guardians of the galaxy 3 #gamora #gotg vol 3 #marvel #adam warlock x reader #adam warlock x you

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wandalives · 2 years ago

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I bet we were fun.

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lacy-oh-lacy · 5 months ago

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Coming out to Marvel Characters

A/N: Happy Pride! Reader's orientation/identity is ambiguous, as is your relationship with the characters :) Masterlist

Steve: Telling him is a little intimidating considering the time he’s from, but truthfully you could of told him back in the 30s and even then he would of accepted you -albeit with more anxiety over your safety. He’s open minded for his time, and he has in spades the kind of compassion you need after bearing your heart and soul like that.

Tony: He’s a dickhead more often than not, but he gets that this is a rare time not to be. He’s quiet for a moment, processing, and then he’s nonchalant. He acknowledges what you said as sensitively as he can but he also doesn’t linger on it. He accepts who you are, but to him it’s not a moment to get sappy over, it’s as casual as he thinks lending someone basic human decency should be.

Thor: He forgets for a minute that this can be a big deal to earthlings, queerness as you call it is a lot more normalised on Asguard.Then he remembers, and trying to be supportive -albeit a little clumsily- he pats your back and commends the courage it must of taken to tell him, assuring you you have his wholehearted acceptance.

Natasha: Look, as perceptive as she is, there’s no way she hasn’t already known for months. She’s just been too respectful to say anything. When you do finally tell her she feigns just a bit of surprise for your benefit, then she’s very casual about the whole thing. She’s accepting but in a quiet way, she’s one to show her support subtly as it naturally comes up.

Wanda: She doesn’t have the most in depth lgbtqia+ education or anything but she wholeheartedly supports the community. So, between that and her being the compassionate person she is, she’s very easy to tell. She’s so understanding and sensitive to your feelings, and honestly she’s just really touched that you trusted her enough to tell her.

Peter P: It really does come as a surprise, just because he’s usually so preoccupied with his own secret that he doesn’t often think about what other people might be hiding. He adjusts right away though, he’s always considerate to your comfort and now is no exception. He’s so sweet, he’s just happy you told him and asking the most thoughtful questions.

Carol: Though she’s also from a more close-minded time, she’s a little less intimidating to tell. For one thing, she’s spent her life since then around a diverse range of space cultures, and for another, she kind of has her own… vibe. And yeah, you were right not to worry, she doesn’t exactly overreact but she’s very obvious in her support.

Bucky: He is surprised, but also curious. When you spend most your life in the 30s and the rest in captivity you don’t learn how to respond to someone coming out to you (at least not in a way he ever would) but he doesn’t do too bad, he clearly isn’t bothered. Actually you coming out sparks his interest in the matter and inspires him to educate himself on queerness in the 21st century.

Yelena: As another queer person, she thinks it’s great, her eyes actually light up as you tell her. Honestly, she’s kind of hoping that you have more experience with things like pride and community than she does because she could really use some guidance, but even if not it’s still nice just to know she has someone who’s like her in her life and hopes that you feel the same way.

Loki: He couldn’t be less fazed if you told him your star sign, frankly. He is quick though, he can see this is important to you. So, wanting you to feel validated he asks some polite follow up questions, he’s happy to let you vent if you want, he’ll even offer some insight as someone a lot more at home in his queer identity if you need it. Plus, the best thing about telling him is that he’s definitely down to …handle… any bigots you’re dealing with.

Valkyrie: She’ll drink to that. Really, she thinks it’s nice, she’s supportive without making a big deal out of it. Though she’s queer herself, she wouldn’t think to offer any advice on the matter because well… she’s kind of a mess, but if you need someone to talk to she’s not a bad listener.

Kate: Despite what an adorably awkward motormouth she can be at times, she’s actually pretty chill about this. She does rush to reassure you that she’s fine with it, especially if you seem nervous, but she’s otherwise relaxed and lets you do most of the talking. It’s not that big of a shock to her really, it’s not like she’s never met other queer people before.

Peter Q: To be for real, most of what her knows about queer people comes from outdated stereotypes, relics from his childhood, and there was probably a time when coming out to him really would of sucked because of that, but he’s matured a lot since then so he takes this in with an open mind and responds with surprising sensitivity and kindness, at least by his standards.

Gamora: She’s been through planets more or less accepting of queerness so she gets the gist, but with how shut-off she’s been you’re still the first (out) queer person she’s known well. You wouldn’t know that though, because she responds very calmly to you coming out and she’s very easy to talk to about it.

Drax: He does not get the big deal. He doesn’t even get what homophobia / transphobia is really, and yet he still manages to say something totally offensive (albeit completely unintentionally) when you come out to him -which he later apologises for. Of course he accepts you, it’s not even a question, and after that first slip up he does make it a point to try and be more respectful …to mixed results.

Groot: He is Groot.

Rocket: He’s not respectful per se, because he never is, but he takes it fine. With all the crazy stuff he’s seen, you’re really not making headlines. He doesn’t know how to communicate it, but he’s sympathetic to the more alienating parts of your experience, especially to bigotry you faced, and he’s the quickest to defend you if ever needed.

#marvel x reader #marvel imagine #gotg x reader #steve rodgers x reader #tony stark x reader #thor odinson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #peter parker x reader #loki laufesyon x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #carol danvers x reader #yelena belova x reader #valkyrie x reader #kate bishop x reader #peter quill x reader #gamora x reader #rocket raccoon x reader #pride

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