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“you know those where you’ll like, ‘this might as well just happen’.” / Peter Q !!

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he looked up at quill, a bit worried. he pat the other’s face as a way of comfort. “i am groot (it will be okay).” he reassured the other.

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“Would y’quit tryina run away?!” Guy grumbles as he races after the man, keeping up with his boots easily. He speeds up beside him, waving to try and get Quill’s attention. He’d heard what happened to the guy with Hal and, really, their team are doing way more good out there than Hal seems to be giving ‘em credit for.

“Y’can’t outrun me so can ya listen to me for a second?” He huffs, swerving to try and cut the man off in mid-air. “M’not here to arrest you, m’here to apologise!

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“Peter, hurry up.” Gamora checks her sword over quickly before retracting the blade, setting it in the holster on her leg before she looks over the guns she uses as a backup. She likely won’t need it, but it’s always good to have something spare handy - especially in a situation like this.

They’d watched the chaos begin on the news - handy thing about the Milano, it seems to pick up transmission signals of all kind, no matter where they go, and watching Terran television was surprisingly interesting until this took place. Before she knew it Gamora was on her feet, getting her weapons in order so they can go out to stop this mess before it can get any worse.

She can’t help but grin as she glances over at Peter. “Are you done fussing? We should make a move.”

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[fastandfurry-ous-blog]

smash or pass quill or rider

SMASH  OR PASS + NAME MEME

“Tch, definite  P A S S . Like either one of them could get a piece of this T A I L.” 

“But I’d be lyin’ if I said I wouldn’t BLAM! Smash their faces in when the opportune moment presented itself … Don’t look at me like that. If it ain’t me then it’s gonna be someone else. Really, I’m doin’ them a FAVOR.” 

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now peter's here what sort of antics will he and groot get up to?

honestly, i’m hoping we’ll see some sort of dance off commence ! maybe a karaoke match too, i think we all know how much kori wants that !

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“Quill!” He bellowed, tapping slapping his friend on the shoulder. “How are you, tiny man?” He asked, smiling at him, continuing with an onslaught of questions. “Have you seen any of the others? Where are we? Is this Terra?” 

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“Quill!” Carol called to her former teammate. “How have you been during the invasion? I suppose handling hostile aliens is getting pretty old to you by now.” She chuckled, glad that she could still find something to laugh about during all of this.

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Zzzzzz #PQuil

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“Terran fights are chaotic.” Gamora frowns as they head back into the ship, slipping her sword out of the holster on her thigh and setting it down on the table. She’ll need to clean it soon after the night they’ve had, but for the very moment she’s tired - tired and worried about Peter, oddly enough. As much as she knows he’s capable of taking care of himself, she can’t help it. She’s never been able to help it.

Turning to face him, she can’t help but smile at the sight of him - they both ran hard at the fight, they’re both worn out, but it’s good to be home safe. “I would be happy to never see another clown again. Why in the world do people think they can be funny?” She shakes her head, pushing her hair back and running her fingers through it a few times to get some of the tangles free.

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The next morning is the absolute worst, and Gamora is already cursing herself for this. Somehow, she manages to forget that even her increased metabolism just isn’t used to Terran alcohol and she needs to be a bit more mindful of what she’s doing. As she pushes herself up in bed, one hand held to her head, she squints around - everything seems surprisingly quiet, no music playing through the ship, no noise to make her head hurt more than it already does, which means Peter’s not here. A slight relief - though it feels a little bittersweet.

The trip home comes back to her in bits and pieces as she pulls herself out of bed, the words she’d said, the words he’d said... Gamora can’t believe it, she can’t believe she let herself fall into this, admitting to things she couldn’t even make sense of and now she’s going to have to sit down and talk it all out and figure out what this means. She has to - now that she’s said these things to Peter, she can’t just pretend it didn’t happen.

Briefly, she remembers thinking the same thing the night before - he deserves better than that.

The unfortunately loud sound of the ship unlocking jolts Gamora out of her thoughts, a glass of water halfway to her lips as she turns to see Peter walking back inside. “I didn’t think you were one for being up bright and early.” She says, already nervous about the question she’s sure is coming.

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“Why do we keep coming back here?” Gamora frowns as she sets her sword down, glaring over at Peter like it was his fault. New York City is not her kind of city apparently, and while Gamora can adjust to practically anything, this doesn’t seem to be quite as easy. “It seems as though every time we visit a new city on this planet the people just get worse and worse.”

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Text → Star-Lord ✨

Gamora: Petie

Gamora: wre ru

Gamora: i mlst

Gamora: lost

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♦: Slow dancing / quill

♦: Slow dancing

Gamora can still remember the first time they’d danced together. She’d had no idea what to think of him - they’d been pushed into some kind of a team by circumstance, though she knew enough about him to know it had all been a game for him, then.

It’s funny now, though - standing on the ship, one of Peter’s favourite songs echoing around them as they hover in space in front of a particularly pretty star cluster.. Gamora doesn’t mind the gentle swaying, the feel of his arm around her, her head resting comfortably on his shoulders as they move in time with the music. “As far as these dates go.. this one seems quite nice.” She lifts her head up to smile at Peter.

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what's your relationship like with the guardians?

“i am groot! (we’re a family!)”

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