#i love how they dealt with gamora i love that peter was projecting so hard on her but she actually did have a family in the end

[puzzledemigod]

Oh shit a good marvel movie? That was unexpected, I'm so happy

[phantastragoria]

do you have a favourite portrayal of a character in the gotg game!! who is it and why <3

Oh I think they're all great honestly!!! Part of why I love the game so much is that genuinely, the whole team + supporting characters are written with such obvious love of the source material and equal attention between them all. When I see comments of people saying who their favorite character was from the game and the answer always being different from each person I'm like!! That's how it SHOULD be!!! They're the Guardians of the Galaxy (plural) the focus shouldn't all fall on a singular character like most other GotG media usually ends up as 😭

The two (sorry I can't pick just one) whom I think benefit the most from the game though are Drax and Gamora because they're almost always sidelined both in-and-out of universe by most of the various writers (especially as of late) and in turn the viewers/readers. I've been told plenty of times that they're the most boring members of the "main" team, BUT IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THAT WAY! The amount of love the game versions get (by the few who've played it at least) proves that ���

I've never really liked 616 Drax shifting to being a complete clown during the 90s and such (and even less so when the MCU followed along 💀) So I appreciate the game taking a bit of his seriousness from the DnA run and just making him struggle with nuance and context clues in a less exaggerated way (autistic Drax I still believe in u) and I feel the focus put on him and how losing his original family + the aftermath deeply affected him hits pretty hard here because it's treated very seriously and shown in depth, especially with how his family (wife) gets actual focus. I cannot tell you anything about Yvette in comparison to Hovat, who actually seemed to have had a personality lol (AND she was on their village's council like omg imagine having more to you than just being The Housewife) Though I will say I flip and flop on my thoughts about Heather being disconnected from Drax's life in this universe... The TLDR is that I think his arc here specifically works stronger when he has to come to terms with losing his entire family and accepting the life he currently has with the Guardians. BUT!!! I very much appreciate that Heather is still confirmed to exist within this universe, even if that means her dad issues would have to be dealt with in a different context if we ever get to see her.

Also? Shoutout to the writers actually bringing up the intense paranoia that always kneecapped 616 Drax but having that be a turning point in his backstory here, with that conversation he has with Peter where he talks about how he was becoming so paranoid of everyone being a chitauri/Thanos conspirator to the point of literally turning into an obsessed maniac like Thanos, and realizing that he desperately needed to turn his life around, it's so ough.

Out of the already many great conversations throughout the game, I think the ones with him are the most poignant. My favorite scene in the whole game is Drax and Pete's little moment on Knowhere... makes me go wahhh

(l also love that out of everyone on the team, it's his headspace that we quite literally get to go into. You KNOW that if this was any other media it'd be going into Rocket or Groot's head and likely treated as a joke.)

And oh my god, Gamora...

I find it so extremely refreshing that her role in the plot doesn't revolve purely around the men in her life, and instead, it's nearly exclusively her connection with other women. Or in the most direct obstacle she has to deal with, being how she starts projecting to the millionth degree on Nikki's situation for reminding her of what happened to her and Nebula. I find that infinitely more fascinating as a reading of her character rather than just dating drama or her arc getting completely overtaken by a man's instead.

And especially in her friendship with Mantis, who, despite having all these futures she's constantly seeing and having to navigate, still makes time to do her best to help her 🥺 From saving her life and being the one who put her on the path to healing on Lamentis, to getting her to join the Guardians and still checking in on her when she's able 😭 Friendship between women can be so powerful... u love to see it (🏳️‍🌈)

I also find it nice that there's this emphasis on her recovering mentally, and the comparison between Thanos essentially teaching her to just Deal with the shit in her life through very simplistic meditation versus the priests of Pama actually teaching her something to help soothe the mind :^( and that she still has moments of relapsing essentially. I find that to be a realistic take on recovery because that's just part of the journey since healing is not linear... and I think it's very sweet that she finds comfort in collecting something ---girly--- like dolls. Love to see a person reclaim a part of their childhood that they weren't allowed to experience. And how she's allowed to make BAD JOKES?? Imagine a woman being written to have multiple dimensions, crazy and absolutely unthinkable, I know.

There's this extremely specific theme in relation to Gamora across media that's been rattling around in my brain since first playing the game. When near the end during the revisit to Knowhere, she's about to completely lose it when Peter tries talking -for- her on what she's so upset about before immediately shooting him down, and she explains what happened between her and Nebula and she starts crying. It really struck me right then that she's never given a moment to cry elsewhere (or in the 616's case, the quite literal inability to.) aside from her shedding a Single Manly Tear (Original Sin) or a single moment out of legit fear (MCU 💀) because she's a hashtag Strong Independant Woman who can't be vulnerable etc etc. But for her to cry in front of the people she's come to care about, It gives her a moment of true vulnerability that I don't think she's allowed ever in most other media.

That and all of the above hits hard and is what makes me genuinely believe that the writers cared about her in the narrative and tried to do right by her when every other bit of media really hasn't nor cared to the majority of the time since the 90s :'^/ Brings a tear to my eye that she's allowed to just... exist in the narrative on her own merits and not on what she can provide to someone else's story.

[lastwaterbender]

Interfere Chapter 2

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy

Rating: Mature

Description:  Ego has a plan.

If Peter was part celestial, then there was a chance he would pass on the gene to his offspring. Luckily for him, his son was already madly in love with the woman that he arrived with.

Chapter One

When they finally arrived to fill their empty stomach, they were greeted by Ego. “Good morning!” He said enthusiastically, Peter pulled her chair out for for her and she took it, Drax was gone and so he took advantage of it and laced their fingers together, knowing the destroyer would give him crap. Drax was wrong, Gamora was a dancer, his dancer. “What’s your plan for today?”

 Both of them shared a look. “I think our schedule is pretty open today.” Peter said, Gamora didn’t move, she tensed and was suddenly uncomfortable as if she had forgotten about him.

 “Splendid.” He beamed again.”Why don’t you both spend the morning exploring the planet and this evening, Peter, I would like to have a discussion with you.” Peter nodded, turning to Gamora, who put on a fake smile for him. Peter dished up his plate and she nibbled on some fruit. Ego watched her critically, the emotion that Mantis projected on them was wearing off of her, he needed to make a note to research her kind, he was sure he impregnated whatever she was at some point or another. “I will have Mantis show you to the waterfalls, they were always my favorite on Terra. . .”

 ////

 Mantis led the pair away from the palace.

 They were silent and Mantis knew Ego only had her lead them to amplify their feelings. “How long have you lived on this planet, Mantis?” Peter asked, his fingers laced tightly with the green woman.

 Mantis smiled politely. “Since I was born, I guess.” She answered timidly. “Ego saved me when my planet was destroyed and raised me since I was young.”

 Peter felt Gamora tense next to him and he gave her hand a squeeze, the waterfalls came into view and they were spectacular. Even Gamora’s steely gaze falter on the view. “I will take my leave.”

 They were kissing before Mantis disappeared over the horizon, Peter couldn’t wait any longer. “Peter, wait.” Gamora said, placing a hand on his chest and he stopped.

 “What’s wrong?” He asked, placing his hands on her waist. Gamora bit her lip before shaking her head and he pulled her close. “You can trust me.”

 “I know.” She whispered, she didn't want to voice that she had a bad feeling about his father. She had questions that didn't have answers and that worried her.

 He waited for her to gather her thoughts that never came, instead she bit back the feeling and stood on her toes to kiss him. It was like his mind went blank and he deepened the kiss.

 He lifted her up off her feet and walked a couple of steps towards the water. “Let's go for a swim.” He scooped her up in his arms.

 She squealed, suddenly giddy. “If you throw me in the water, I will kill you.” She threatened with a laugh and kicked her legs, weakly attempting to fight him off, he knew if she wanted down, she would floor him.

 He stood over the shore and let go of her, but with the athletic skills that she possessed, she pulled him into the water with her. He came up sputtering and she couldn't hold her glare for long. “If you ruined my boots, I will kill you twice.”

 He laughed as he swam over to her. “It'd be worth it.” He said, placing his hands on her hips and pulling her for a kiss.

 A wicked grin filled her face and her hand worked him outside his pants. “I could just leave you with this.” She said.

 And he frowned, that was worse than death, he was craving her body against his and if she left him half hard, he would literally die. “I will buy you a new pair.” He gasped and she gave him a squeeze. “Two pairs!”

 She smiled as she brought her lips to his.

 *

 Ego watched from the trees with his arms folded across his chest as he watched his son kiss the green girl deeply, it was reminded him of his time with Meredith. He truly had feelings for the Terran, but he had bigger plans than her.

 Her son was helping him reach that goal , now faster than he had expected. With a third celestial, oh the possibilities were endless. He would reward Peter with sparing her life if she produces the gene.

 When the necking turned into more, Ego turned away. Today he would help his son harness his powers and start slowly warming him up to the plan.

 *

 Peter found his father in the garden, after spending the entire morning, lunch and most of the afternoon with Gamora, he figured he should spend some time getting to know his father.

 “Peter!” He greeted joyfully.

 Peter smiled. “I'm sorry, I lost track of the time…” he started and Ego held his hand out to stop him.

 “No need, I know what it feels like to be young and in love.” He said placing a hand on his shoulder. “Your girl is beautiful.”

 Peter blushed. “She is.” He responded, even thoughts of her brought butterflies to his stomach, “She is perfect.”

 “Then I am glad that you've found each other, son.” He answered, giving his shoulder a squeeze. “Today, I want you to use that energy, your feelings for Gamora to harness the light.”

 Peter closed his eyes, his thoughts of Gamora warmed him, her eyes and her hair, he thought of her heart, of when she danced with him. That he owes her two pairs of boots for throwing her in the water (and the incredible waterfall sex that followed). She was dozing after their after lunch sex in their bed before he came out to see him.

 The light fluttered through him and through his hands. “You're doing it!” Ego said excitedly. Peter opened his eyes to see what looked like flames out of his hand. It was surreal. “Now form it into a ball.”

 He cupped it with his other hand, expecting it to burn, but it didn't.

 He formed it as if he was playing with dough and he wondered if he could toss it like a ball. It fell out of his hand and onto the floor. And he laughed.

 Ego laughed too, picking it up off off the ground and tossed it back. Peter caught it easily and tossed it again, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. Ego caught it easily and tossed it back, taking the stairs to be farther away. Peter shaped the ball like what he remembered a football looking like and spiraled it towards him.

 He was so happy that his heart could bursts. “I'm sure you have questions, Peter.” He prodded and Peter nodded as he tossed the ball back.

 “I have so many questions.” He said breathlessly looking at him.

 /

 When Peter returned that night, the room was dark save for the bathroom light and he could hear Gamora in the tub with music from his headphones playing softly. It was his mom's favorite song: Brandy by Looking Glass.

 He knocked slightly and pushed the door opened, to see her laying in the tub filled with bubbles, it was so girly that he scoffed. “I thought you had enough of the water today.” He said cheesy grin, he took off his jacket.

 Her smile was lazy. “Mantis offered to draw me a bath after sparring with Drax.” She answered. “My muscles are sore.”

 He laughed as he took his clothes off and stepping in the tub behind her. He hissed, the water was too hot for him, but he dealt with it. “Well, to be fair you've been working out muscles that haven't been used in….” He started and she sent him a dirty look before settling against his chest.

 “That is none of your business.” She said indignantly, it was fake. “Maybe a year….”

 “Jesus Christ.” He mumbled as he leaned back further into the tub and then he thought about his abstinence, it had nearly been that long for him as well. They hadn’t really had time to stop and find companionship since they formed the Guardians, one mission after another. Being in such close proximity with Gamora in the last year made up for the missing one-nighters he used to have.

 Her head rested against his collarbone and his hands rested on her stomach, fingers entwined with his as they fell into a silence. A new song played on his Walkman he recognized as David Bowie, Starman. “How was it with your father?”

 “I have powers now.” He answered, he took one hand to pull her wet hair off her neck and to start peppering kisses along her neck.

 “Oh?” She asked, moving her head to give him better access to her neck. Her eyes closed as the scruff on his face tickled her skin.

 He hummed. “Yup.” He said between kisses. “I can summon light and make it into a ball.”

 A smile graced her face. “Yeah?” She asked, proud of him.

 It was his turn to smile against her skin. “Yeah.” He answered softly. “I played catch with my father.”

 She wasn’t sure the significance of him throwing a ball with his father meant, it must have been a Terran right of passage, but Peter was so damn happy, it didn’t matter. He was practically glowing behind her. She picked up his hand and pressed kisses to his palm.

 “I'm glad you are so happy.” She said in a quiet voice.

 He hugged her close, his lips on her cheek. “I don't think I've ever been this happy in my entire life.” He whispered affectionately. He kissed her cheek again. “Thank you for that.”

 She twisted to the side so that she could capture his lips with hers. It was soft and promising, when she pulled back she looked up at him through her long eyelashes. His hand cupped her cheek. “Are you happy?”

 “Very.” She answered before kissing him again, softly.

 They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes. “I was going to wash my hair to get the mud out of my hair.” She said lazily. “But I'm comfortable.”

 It was cute to to see her pout, he pushed her forward slightly and she wrapped her arms around her knees. “Let me.” He said as he reached for the small pitcher on the ledge. He dipped it into the water and he poured it on her hair, careful to keep the water from her eyes before he reached for what he assumed to be shampoo. It smelled good as he poured it into his hands before running it through her hair.

 He massaged her scalp and she nearly purred.

 He took his time before washing it out and doing it again with the conditioner.

 When he was finished, they climbed out of the tub one by one, sharing a towel because Peter didn't have the foresight to bring one with him before he decided to hop into the tub with her.

 He dressed in a t-shirt and boxers flopping on the bed while she dried her hair.

 She sat cross legged on his bed and started to brush her hair. He sat up on the bed, taking. The brush from her hand. “Let me.” He said, crawling on his knees to sit behind her.

 Carefully, as if he had done this a thousand times, pulled the brush through her hair. When it seemed detangled enough, he sat up higher on his knees and sectioned her hair into three, she could see on the mirror a look of fierce concentration, like he was about to fly through an asteroid field, he started to braid her hair.

 “Bare with me, I've only seen you do this a million times.” He said and started to weave her hair down her back, careful to not pull so tightly. It reminded her slightly when her mother used to braid it, way back before Thanos.

 “You are very good with your hands.” She mumbled, him running his fingers through her hair like this was soothing.

 He laughed softly behind her. “I can show you all the ways, but you said certain muscles were sore.” He said with a wink into the mirror and she laughed. “Do you have your hair tie?”

 She handed it to him and he wrapped it around the end before admiring his handy work. It wasn't half bad if he said so himself. “Thank you.” She said, turning around to kiss him gently.

 He kissed her thoroughly before crawling into the bed, gathering her into his arms and both of them fell asleep.

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