#peter jason quill

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JAMES FINALLY POSTED THIS PHOTO!! WE HAVE IT IN HD NOW ASDFGHJKL!!!!!

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Team Rocket

[weaponxworld15]

They look so amazing in Marvel Rivals. Guardians of the Galaxy, just missing the Destroyer and Dangerous woman in the Galaxy.

[ministerofchaosabsolute]

Saw this picture today when I opened Tumblr and it made me think of them

[ladylylla]

quick practice with peter because I’m gradually trying to get better at drawing humans.

Shoutout to all my quill fans out there we have suffered over the last 5 years 🙏🙏

[bamboobooshark]

PETER QUILL • 🎇

New Year’s Kiss || 700 Words || P.G. 13 Rating || Fandom: Marvel (Gaurdians of The Galaxy)

Author’s Note: Sigh. Quill is infecting my head badly. Take a short fic (more of a blurb) on a New Year’s kiss with him!

CONTENT WARNINGS: Slightly suggestive content, Make-out scene, Language, Pet names.

The TV played in front of you and Peter. The crowd began to count down with the large timer on the shiny building. Quill smiled, admiring how you got all wide-eyed while looking at the screen as if you were really there and standing in the large, noisy crowd. He reached his hands down to intertwine his fingers with yours. You slipped your fingers with his slowly before meeting his eyes. You both gave each other that goofy, loving grin before counting down together. Your fingers squeezed each other’s hands tighter by the second before the count down reached one. “Happy new year, baby,” Quill whispered to you sweetly. You murmured it back kindly before Peter’s hands took to your cheeks. Your breath quickly picked up when he did so, your eyes flickering back and forth between the TV screen and his hazel eyes. You settled down and kissed his lips gently and he quickly returned the gesture. He sighed softly once you pulled back. One of his hands slid down to the small of your back and the other held the back of your head. “I need to get some more kisses in,” he murmured as he nuzzled against your neck. Your hands reached behind him as you gasped, your fingers grabbing at his shirt. “First make out session of the year?” you asked with a chuckle. Quill nodded against the flesh of your neck before he began to gently nip at your throat. You tossed your head back from the sensation and to give him more access to your neck. Your breath got heavier causing Peter to chuckle. “Ain’t that a pretty sound?” he crooned as he led you to the couch. You used one hand to stabilize and sit yourself down on one of the cushions. Peter’s name came out as a broken stammer as he bit at your throat once more. “It’s okay, honey. Breathe for me. Just breathe,” he guided softly. You nodded your head and let yourself sink into the cushions. He smiled against your skin before letting out a heavy sigh. He moved himself and you so he was hovering over you. “Yeah, there. Good job. Good fuckin’ job,” he praised quietly. He grabbed your wrists gently and led your hands to his curls. You took it as an invitation to tangle your fingers into his locks. He moved down, almost laying down on you. Quill grinned down at you and you returned the look. “Takin’ forever, Quill,” you teased. He gave you a challenging look before beginning to kiss your lips. Patterns of grunts, moans, and hitched breaths came from the two of you. His teeth caught at your bottom lip and held it there. “Want in,” he growled. He released your lip before you quickly took his request. Your lips parted for him, your fingers tightening in his hair to prepare yourself. His tongue went straight for yours. You whined, Peter huffed. One hand moved to your cheek to gently caress it while the other held him up. You tasted him as he did the same, taking you in generously. He groaned into your mouth. Your hands traveled down to the hem of his shirt and went under. Your hands ran along his firm stomach. He began to get greedy. His hand that was on your cheek moved to your neck. Your breath hitched and Peter pulled back. A long string of saliva connected your lips. Both you and him were breathing as if there was barely an air left on Earth. Your eyes looked glossy and he was quick to note it. “Breathe, baby. I’m not gonna choke you. I just need you closer,” he crooned. His thumb ran to the center of your throat, to your chin, then back down. A minute or two passed before you quickly slipped your hands to the small of his back. You pushed down to wordlessly signal your need for Quill. “Alright! Calm down. Patience is a virtue, baby,” he chuckled. You rolled your eyes before kissing his lips. You opened your mouth, immediately wanting to get back where you left off. He released a groan into your mouth, a murmured “fuck,” following it. Your tongue slipped past his lips and you were practically devouring him inside his mouth. His body shivered as he finally reacted. More. You both just needed more. That’s what you gave each other.

Tag List: @wimpyvamps @gh0stlyb34r

[gfmaximoff]

Rocket: You fainted, do you remember anything?

Quill: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Rocket: That wasn’t an ambulance, I drove you.

Quill: But I heard a siren?

Rocket: *sighs* That was Drax.

Drax: Sorry I got nervous.

[psychicbluebirdmiracle]

Still not over the realization of jason Todd's full name being Jason Peter while Peter Quills full name is Peter Jason LIKE HOW AND WHY DO THEY HAVE THE SAME NAME

[mlys05]

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Chris Pratt and Zoe Saldana

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June 21, 2024

Happy 45 Birthday to Chris Pratt.

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Knowhere kindergarden

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Source

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Peter Quill Aesthetic

[ministerofchaosabsolute]

He's teaching him how to game

[marvelousmrm]

Marvel Super Special #10 (Moench/Colan, June 1979). Star-Lord in glorious color!