#rocket raccoon x male!reader

[skylarinfinity]

rocket: [look at cat m/n with confused] what are you?

cat m/n: [shrugged] i name myself m/n but those nerd [point at avengers] call me cat.

rocket: [look m/n up and down] you does look like cat.

cat m/n: [raised an eyebrow] and you look like a raccoon-

rocket: [jabbing cat m/n shoulder using his gun] i am not a raccoon! or rabbit!

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket @panandinpain0 @badblondebisexualboy

[fullsaw]

Oh, cool, an x Reader fic of my favourite character, I can't wait to-

(It's OOC and Female!Reader when I heavily headcanon the character in question as queer)

Oh, okay. Goodnight.

[lwitch7]

Self-indulgent Rocket x Male reader OC naughtiness. Enjoy

[mackjlee9]

Adam Warlock x Male!Reader [Fluff]

Warning; I don't know anything about gotg's story at all, I'm just going off from the third movie, so probably ooc!adam and/or canon divergence.

Masterlist.

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3

(M/n) took a sip of water from his cup, his (e/c) eyes looking around briefly every few seconds, but always finding their way back to him.

He observed him wrapped in the blanket, silently looking around Knowhere just like he had been doing, but he was paying attention to the small details around him, unlike (M/n) who simply couldn't stop staring. He didn't know why, but something about the golden boy was... Magnetic. Mesmerizing even.

Probably because he was a Sovereign, which made them perfect, so it made sense that he found himself staring shamelessly at him, at least, he was hiding in the shadows of the still-standing structure so no one could see him properly, or he hoped so.

He watched how Kraglin approached the golden boy, and he leaned closer to hear the possible conversation they were gonna have. He poured water into the cup from the bottle in his hands before handing it to him, who gently grabbed it.

"What's your name?" His gold eyes looked up at Kraglin, who stood in front of him, waiting for his answer.

"Adam," (M/n) sighed and blinked a few times, saying his name over and over again in his mind, as if he was afraid he'll forget. For a moment, he thought nothing of their interaction, but then he made eye contact with Kraglin, who winked at him... And knew he got found out.

He turned around on the column he was leaning his side on, and pressed his back to it, sliding down until he was sitting on the dirty floor. Sometimes he hated how easily Kraglin could read him, despite his grumpy expression 24/7, Kraglin was just very perceptive when it came to him and his true feelings and intentions.

After a few seconds of him covering his face in embarrassment, he leaned over the side of the column, looking at him as he drank some water.

"Adam..." The blond perked up and (M/n) hid just in time before Adam could see him. He frowned and shrugged before drinking the remaining water in his cup.

Soon enough, music started filling the quiet murmurs in Knowhere, and he watched how Rocket and Groot started dancing, followed by everyone around them. (M/n) watched everyone loosening up and having fun dancing to the music, but yet again, his eyes found their way to stare at Adam, who was also watching the scene with a smile on his face.

When a deep sigh left past his lips at the soft sight, (M/n) knew he was in for a ride.

//////

For a while, Adam has seen (M/n) around while everyone helped rebuild Knowhere from its destruction, and there was something about him that caught Adam's eye.

Whether it was the permanent frown on his face or the gentleness of his voice when he talked to anyone, he didn't know, but he felt drawn to him, and he had to at least know his name.

Which he learned, thanks to Rocket.

He had tried to bring up the topic rather casually, but the raccoon could see through him like a window pane, and there was no way he could hide his curiosity, so he openly admitted that he was... Intrigued by him.

"Well, all you need to know about (M/n) is that... He's not as grumpy as he looks like," Adam's gold eyes trailed to look at the guy whose name he learned. (M/n) was finishing up with replacing the broken glass of a window, and just like that, they made eye contact through the reflection, and if it wasn't for Cosmo's powers, that glass would've also ended up in pieces on the ground.

Groot, who had witnessed the scene, mumbled to himself, "I am Groot...?" And Nebula turned to look at him, frowning for a moment before staring in the direction Groot was looking.

"Wait... (M/n)? Interested in Adam? I don't-" Nebula had to stop herself when she saw how (M/n) kept stealing glances at Adam, and she almost couldn't believe that him, the guy that was like a brother to her... Was interested in Adam. "Well, we have to do something about that, don't you think so, Groot?" Looking confused at her, Groot's eyes followed Nebula as she made her way to (M/n).

"I am Groot?"

//////

Maybe he wasn't showing it, but he was freaking out internally.

Nebula just asked him if, while Knowhere is being rebuilt, Adam could stay at his apartment with him, since he has been sleeping in the ship for the past week. And there's no way he could deny that, even if that meant stumbling over his words and own two feet at the sight of the golden boy so close to him at all times.

Of course, Adam heard the news from Rocket, who had come and fetched him from the ship, only saying what was necessary for him to understand what was happening.

He was still half asleep, so he only heard 'share an apartment with him' and no more, he rubbed his eyes, and followed the raccoon to the tallest apartment complex in Knowhere, and there, at the entrance of the building, was (M/n), who looked at him and smile.

"Welcome to your new home, Adam."

[vrisrezis]

I would like a request from rocket raccoon x human male reader, where rocket is in love with the reader, on one occasion mantis using his powers reveals rocket's feelings, he becomes defensive, the reader asks to speak with him alone and accepts the feelings of rocket.

That day they sleep together and embrace.

Feel like I’ve done smth like this but cannot find it oh well

Rocket loved you, deeply. It was something he had to deal with, unfortunately. At first, he hated it. And while he still does, at this point in his life he has grown to accept it as his reality. He figured he didn’t have to do anything about it though. He’s not running away, groot. He has confronted his feelings. He acknowledges that they exist. No, he’s not going to do anything about it. Why? Because you two couldn’t be anymore different and there’s no way you’d ever return the feelings. There is absolutely no reason for him to jeopardize your relationship just for some petty feelings that he can always get over.

To him, his reasoning makes perfect sense. To groot, it seems like he’s not being logical. He’s simply afraid of the possibility rejection and the possibility of losing you. To rocket though, it’s not a possibility. It is his reality. There is no other way around it. He’s not telling you and that’s final.

Groot sulks for a bit, but for the first time rocket doesn’t crave. He’s far too terrified of even considering telling you. But groot works in mysterious ways, whether it’s for better or for worse. And honestly, in rockets eyes it was for worse.

He had told mantis a little something about rockets feelings, or at the very least the standstill of your relationship, and what she should do about it. “Why don’t I just .. use my powers and expose rockets feelings right in front of y/n? That should solve it, correct?”

And so, that was the plan. Flawless, as far as groot and mantis are concerned.

———

Today was strange, you could feel it in the air. Something wasn’t right. And being a guardian of the entire galaxy, that was a scary feeling to have. You’re constantly on guard. Now of course, drax and quill laughed this off. And it wasn’t weird for rocket and gamora to pay no mind to your antics, as you were naturally paranoid, in fact it wasn’t even weird for mantis to pay no mind but… groot? Groot was the one to always take any of your concerns seriously, baby or not. In fact, mantis even took note of this fact and specifically pointed it out. You didn’t even take into account how weird it would be for her to notice that, since she thought nothing of your paranoia but you weren’t really thinking about that.

You went to look for groot, to see what he was up to. You assume, there has to be something up with him. With that assumption that something was wrong with groot you went in the common area. You find rocket, mantis, and groot. You raise a brow at the fact nobody else is around. “Everyone else went to check out the new planet we’re staying at for the mission.” she says, before you could even question anything. “Didn’t we already do that?” you ask, and mantis simply shrugs you off. The feeling something strange was going to happen gets even stronger, so strong you know rocket can feel it too.

“Yknow y/n normally I think you’re just a paranoid freak but I think your crazy ass is actually right this time! I am getting a weird feeling of dread.” he says, brushing off his clothes, almost as if he’s trying to brush feelings off his clothing.

“Gee thanks you little asshole.” you say sarcastically, and before rocket can reply, mantis is touching him. A rare, and sudden action coming from mantis onto rocket of all people. “Hey! The hell are you doing?!” he yells, but groot is quick to use his .. roots .. to hold rocket in place so he can’t fight back. “Groot.. what are you doing?”

you don’t speak, trying to figure out what’s going on with your friends. You see mantis’s powers activate, and upon rockets own realization, he panics. “Oh no.. mantis Cmon!”

you don’t think you’ve ever seen mantis so happy.

“You feel… love.” she simply says, before looking to you. “For him. As simple as that. You love him more than anything in this world. But you’re scared. So scared of him knowing, because it means you may lose him forever.”

“Woah..” is all you can manage to say, before rocket finally gets out of groots grasp. He’s on all fours, “I cannot believe you guys right now.”

There’s nothing you can say, because he’s already running away.

He runs as far as his legs, and arms, can take him. He doesn’t want to face this reality. He never wants to face the music and realize that he’ll lose the one person that made him feel whole again.

———

You haven’t talked to him in days. It’s been rather awkward for everyone else, but rocket absolutely refuses to talk about you and in fact pretends you don’t even exist.

You ended up catching him in the middle of the night. It was his and quills job to switch days throughout the week to make sure the Milano was going in the correct direction they were headed. You guys long left that planet, for that mission you already went on, behind.

“Rocket.”

His once drooped down ears shoot up at the sound of your voice, and you can see the fur is suddenly all staticky.

He then sighs in defeat, ears dropping back down. He puts his head down while he’s at it, “I can’t escape this… can I?”

“No, you can’t.” you say, and he flinches. You grab his seat, and turn it around so he’s facing you. You kneel, so your facing him properly. “Rocket.” you repeat his name, and he slowly opens his eyes.

“I love you too.”

[aliasrocket]

Re: your Rocket x fox/fox hybrid reader post

I've never written that specifically, so I can't speak for anyone who has, but as someone in the process of writing a fic where Rocket is paired up with an alien that has a mixture of animal characteristics, I personally gave the character those to make them a little more exciting and alien. I still love reading about people's gotg stories and characters/readers portrayed as human or human adjacent, no hate to them, but my personal thought process was, there's a whole galaxy to explore, why not give the character readers are inserting themselves into some inhuman ability or characteristic while keeping their personality as something you could still find in an everyday person.

I mean, as much as I love our collective angsty babygirl, Rocket, a talking cybernetically enhanced raccoon is pretty fantastical. And myself as a Rocket angst enjoyer and having read and loved your therapy fic, I agree that lots of people are probably drawn to the relatability of his mental issues. So, in my opinion, it seems fun to play with a reader character in a similar vein of fantastical yet relatable.

Thanks for sending this ask in and to everyone who responded to that small post asking about the whole fox reader ideal. I got new perspectives that genuinely helped me understand why people enjoy it.

Actually this is something I’ve kinda wanted to talk about fro a while but never really had the means to. And hey, this blog has expressed a wide range of opinions regarding Rocket, so why not?

DISCLAIMER : I will still remind everyone that this is me just sharing MY opinion because I love talking to you guys and sharing our different perspectives. This is not a means to change people’s minds but more so to give a (probably) new perspective to this topic.

I have thought about that for a long time, how complicated reader inserts actually are. They seem like a very simple concept at first but when you’re in fanfic and you have to write a reader insert with a fixed story with a canon character, there important things to consider.

I’m creating headings as I go because I realized my points get rather elaborate and I want you guys to be able to read this post easier.

One. It’s not actually the reader.

The reason they’re called the reader is because you, you reading this, are reading the fic. Nevermind that there are others reading it too. It was made for you, because you came here to imagine being with this character you adore.

And it as much as it may suck, especially for Rocket enjoyers, we aren’t any other species but human. We don’t have wings, we aren’t born with powers or enhanced strength.

But that’s exactly what I love about reader inserts. Even if you are vastly different from the world you’re inserting yourself to, you find a way to insert yourself without having to change what you are. You don’t have to change yourself to be loved by your favorite cast of characters. That, in my opinion, is what fanfic is for.

(But character x nb/trans/male/female/queer/genderqueer/readers or anything of the sort are NOT included in this topic because some of us are actually one of the above, where as none of us are alien/foxes/animals. Probably.)

So, I can’t imagine myself making fox reader fics or even making reader insert fics where the reader is from some other planet because that is no longer me. (I understand that even if the reader is human it technically still isn’t me but we’ll get to that in point two.)

I believe my mindset on this is also influenced by the fact that I want to be a published author later on in my life and I think that if you want to explore other galaxies and other powers and abilities that other lifeforms can have, you can more comfortably do it by making an original character altogether.

my personal alternative : original characters.

Yes, there is stigma around it, but a lot of people have pulled this off well and surprisingly enough, I’m not gonna lie, a lot of the OCs people ship with Rocket are fairly well written. Even the designs are so well put together and blend it perfectly with the gotg universe!

Speaking from experience, it is much easier expanding on those explorations on a character you make rather than an insert because you can make the character your own. Self inserts have to be more general to be able to relate other readers. Yes, you are your own audience. But most of us publish fanfic. To some degree, we do cater to other people as well.

Two. Even then, it is distant.

Even when the reader is human, no amount of generalizing is going to take away the fact that this person probably isn’t like you, even when they are meant to be you.

What I mean by this is that majority of the time, the way the reader acts or thinks or speaks in the fic is probably not the way you would specifically. Some readers in fics are shy, but you could be someone who openly flirts with people you’re interested in. Some readers are sarcastic and blunt but you might prefer to spare people the trouble. You get my point.

This related back to point one in the sense that, writing a reader insert is already in itself distant enough and I think making them a different species is just going to make the reader in the fic even more distant from the actual person reading your fic. The same goes for giving the reader specific abilities or talents and what not.

Conclusion.

In any case, as mentioned previously I still see the appeal in writing readers in a fantastical way because that is also what fiction is for—exploration of the things we cannot normally explore in real life.

And anyway just because I think this way doesn’t mean I don’t read reader inserts like the ones you mentioned because there are a lot of those going around both on ao3 and on tumblr. It’s just a personal preference that I stick to when I write.

[caesarhamato22]

Hello, I would like to ask you if you make requests for Rocket Raccoon x Malé reader?

Hello!!

Unfortunately, I only write AFAB and she/her pronouns, but I have passed a few Rocket x Male!Reader oneshots on Tumblr.

If anyone else is reading this and y'all write Rocket x Male!Readers, please reblog/reply so anon can find you!

I hope you find what you're looking for, anon :)

[am-i-interrupting]

Hello, do you have any fics of rocket raccoon x male reader or any request of this style?

I have a couple requests but as always feel free to send more! If it takes me a while to get to a fic, I’m not ignoring you, promise. Just waiting for a moment where inspiration for that particular idea strikes so I can do it justice.

[thealtoduck]

Being the Nova and being frienemies with Peter Parker…

Peter Parker x Male!Nova Reader

Warnings: superhero violence, daddy issues, mention of bullying…

Summary: Y/n has a helmet from space and Spider-Man finds him annoying…

(A/n: I’m lazy so you have the same origin as the actuall Nova)

——

Okay so to keep the origin story short as possible, you dad is a fucking liar!

Or well so you thought. Growing up he told you stories about being part of the Nova Corp an intergalactic space military. But growing up you realised it was just a bunch of crap and your dad is actually a high school janitor and as an added bonus had a drinking problem.

But were you bitter about it?….. Yes, yes you were, mostly cause he was the janitor at the school you went to and you got teased by some of the other kids for it.

So after having to drag your drunk father on to a couch in the garage one to many times to sober up, you had finally had enough and stormed in to the garage to yell at him but he was gone leaving a huge hole in the wall. So you grab your skateboard to go look for him. But while doing so you fall and hit your head ending up in the hospital.

One night in the hospital you get visited by a raccoon with anger problems and a cool green lady with a sword, who gave you a helmet they said belonged to your father who had from what they told you died in battle.

By putting on the helmet you gained a suit and cool powers, the green lady named Gamora and Rocket gave you a quick lesson in how to work your powers before they left on their space ship again, leaving behind a young superhero.

You went on to start helping out all over the place under the name Nova. Which is when you’d first cross paths with Spider-Man. While Spider-Man was chasing a getaway car of criminals who had robbed a bank.

Spider-Man had been hot on their trail when suddenly a blue blur quickly passed him like a rocket. He saw someone with a helmet that in his opinion looked like a bucket fly in front of the car.

You took the car by the front and pressed against it using as much force as possible to bring it to a complete stop.

”Hey, that was my save” Spider-Man complained as you had left the criminals to the police cars that now surrounded them. ”Actually do the save next time then” you said sassily and flew away. This would become a thing between the two of you to compete about who was the better hero.

You even gave each-other nicknames, you call him web-head and he calls you bucket-head.

Shortly after one day when you arrived home from school you were shocked to see THE Tony Stark having coffee with your mom and younger sister. He turned to you when you walked in and said ”Oh look, the boy of the hour has arrived”. ”What the fuck?” you whispered to yourself.

He then went on to explain that has his eye on you so that maybe one day you can join the Avengers or what’s left of it at least. He told you to just keep doing what you’re doing and unless he says otherwise. To which you just said ”Yes, sir” and continued with your business.

When you returned to school people were excitedly talking about both Spider-Man and Nova, and were picking sides of who they thought were the coolest.

You went up to your friend Mj and the two of you went about your day. During lunch you met up with you sort of friends Peter and Ned and the four of you sat and talked about the new heroes of the city.

You and Peter ended up arguing about who was better between Spider-Man and Nova. With you representing team Nova and him team Spidey.

(A/n: I kinda wanna make this a little miniseries)

[sharkdream3421]

My Masterlist

DC

King Shark X Reader - Shy Alike

King Shark X Reader - He ruined your friendship

King Shark Relationship headcanons (Harley Quinn Version)

Between Us - King Shark (Harley Quinn) X Reader

When it bleeds it pours - King Shark (Harley Quinn) X Reader

Ch'p X Reader - Living two lives

I want your heart - King Shark X Tanya Lamden

Splatoon

Life of an Inkling - Week 1

Life of an Inkling - Week 2

Life of an Inkling - Week 3

Life of an Inkling - Week 4

Life of an Inkling - Week 5

Life of an Inkling - Week 6

Life of an Inkling - Week 7

Life of an Inkling - Week 8

Life of an Inkling - Week 9

Life of an Inkling - Week 10

Life of an Inkling - Week 11

Life of an Inkling - Week 12

Life of an Inkling - Week 13

My Hero Academia

Gang Orca X Reader - Context

Nightmare on Hell Street - Gang Orca X Reader

I need a hero! - Gang Orca X Female Wereshark Reader

No Way Home - Gang Orca X Reader

Gang Orca (Baseball Headcanons)

Reminiscence - Mini Gang Orca fanfic

It’s their birthday headcanons (Izuku Midoriya, Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca)

You are attacked by a villain headcanons (Izuku Midoriya, Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca)

Your scared of them headcanons (Izuku Midoriya, Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca)

Relationship, and Proposal headcanons (Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca, Izuku Midoriya)

Casual Life and Relationship Headcanons (Gang Orca, Hound Dog)

You make them do references (Gang Orca, Fumikage Tokoyami, Izuku Midoriya)

Waking up in the Morning (Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca, Hound Dog)

Male Orca Reader Series!

Foundation Arc

Izuku Midoriya X Male Orca Reader - Ignored Inheritance

Toru Hagakure X Male Orca Reader - Mind over Manners (Part 1)

Toru Hagakure X Male Orca Reader - Mind over Manners (Part 2)

Izuku Midoriya X Male Orca Reader - Hidden Truths

Izuku Midoriya X Gang Orca X Male Orca Reader - Father VS Son

Keep your Promise - Gang Orca X Male Orca Reader (Last Part)

The Killer Arc

Chapter 1 Recalling the Past - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

Chapter 2 A New Calling - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

Chapter 3 Outsiders - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

Chapter 4 A Bird’s 👁 view - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

Chapter 5 Abandoned - The Killer (Male Orca Reader)

Chapter 6 (No plans for development as of right now)

Werewolves

Werewolf X Reader - Beauty and the Werewolf

Werewolf X OC - Because it's you

TMNT

TMNT Dogpound X Reader - Missed You

Mass Effect

Geth Prime X Reader - Wishes can never be fulfilled

Turian Snuggles - Male Turian X Human Female Reader

Different - Turian Ryder X Sara Ryder

Garrus Vakarian X Reader - Deadly Love Triangle

Dragon Age

The Next Step - Male Qunari OC X Human Female Reader

Original Universe Ideas

Anthro Shark X Reader - The Shark Guardian (Full Version)

The Encounter

Legend of Zelda

Prince Sidon X Reader - Blushing Mess

TOTK Ganondorf X Reader - Observant

Marvel

Rocket Raccoon X Reader - Apart

Overwatch

Eye of the Beholder - Ramattra X Omnic Reader

Lifebot - Ramattra X Lifeweaver X Reader

Skyrim

Male Vampire Lord X Reader - How you met each other

Situations in Fiction

Island Trouble (Situation #1)

Skeleton Knight in Another World

Skeleton Knight Arc X Reader - Behind the Mask

Collabs!

They try out VR headcanons (Izuku Midoriya, Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca, Selkie, Mezo Shoji, Ramattra)

Your on 🔥fire 🔥headcannons!!! (Izuku Midoriya, Fumikage Tokoyami, Gang Orca, Loken, Xenomorph)

Valentines Day Headcanons (Loken, Izuku Midoriya, Ramattra, Lylla Otter Telltale Version, Fumikage Tokoyami)

[skylarinfinity]

[rocket showing m/n around the milano]

m/n: [look at the screen that peter leave out and point at it] what's is that? is that some kind of monsters you guys hunting?

rocket: [look at the screen with disgust and turn it off] that's galaxy porn websites.

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket @panandinpain0 @badblondebisexualboy

[anagentinwriting]

Lifeline - Part 1

Summary: (First Responders!AU) Moving to Los Angeles and living with your brother, Thor, was never part of your plan nor was being a 9-1-1 dispatcher, but plans change when you are faced with your own emergencies. In your case, it was leaving behind a relationship that wasn’t as perfect as it seemed. Will this be the fresh start you were hoping for or will your past find a way to catch up with you?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Odinson!Sister Reader

Word Count: ~1800

Warnings: Car accident, angst

Lifeline Masterlist / Main Masterlist

A line ringing over your headset notifies you another emergency call is coming in. You cleared your head, preparing for anything, and clicked the spacebar, answering it, “911, what’s your emergency?” 

“Bro, that was insane,” the male voice said over the phone. “You’re gonna be famous on YouTube.” 

“Excuse me, sir? What seems to be the problem?” you asked, letting out a sigh. 

“My friend is having trouble breathing, and his throat feels like it’s on fire.”

“What’s the address?”

“576 Rose Lane in Westwood.” 

You typed the address into your computer, signaling the nearest available unit to the caller's location. “First responders are on their way. Can you tell me what he was doing before this happened?”

“We were doing the cinnamon challenge.” You rolled your eyes. “I thought it was harmless. Then, he was gagging, and then he coughed, and a puff of cinnamon came out of his nose. It was awesome; he looked like a dragon.” It's been a while since you got a call about an internet challenge gone wrong, but it's been forever since you got a cinnamon challenge one. You didn't even know that challenge was still around.  “Oh fuck!”

“Is everything okay? What happened?” 

“He collapsed. He’s not moving. Should I shake him awake?”

“He probably passed out, but paramedics are only a few minutes away. Is he still breathing?”

“I don’t think so,” he panicked.

“Remember to stay calm, I’ll help you through this the best I can, okay? Okay, now I am going to have to ask you to administer CPR. Do you know what to do?” 

“Sort of. I learned it in health class a few years ago.”

“Perfect. It's 30 chest compressions followed by two breaths going to the rhythm of the song Staying Alive. You can do this.”

“Ok---okay. Yeah. Right, right,” he mumbled. Hearing him set the phone down on the ground, he started counting and doing chest compressions.

The responding unit was about a block away, and once they arrived, you could hear the sirens coming through the phone call.

“Odinson, take over compressions,” a lady’s voice commanded. “Kid, come with me.”

“Is he going to be...” the line went dead as he hung up his phone.  

You leaned back in your chair, rubbing your eyes. This wasn’t anything new; when help arrives, people hang up, and you don’t get to know how it ends, but maybe it was for the best. You sit back up, seeing your reflection in one of the many screens in front of you. At least, you knew most of the firefighters from Station 107 at the scene, including your brother Thor, if you ever wanted to know how it ended.

It's tough, taking call after call, emergency after emergency with little to no recovery time in between. It’s a stressful job that is emotionally and physically taxing. It requires extreme focus, patience, and puts you under a certain kind of pressure. The pressure of wanting to help and do everything you possibly can when this person you never met puts their life in your hands. You never know what the outcome will be, but you try to help them get through what might be the scariest moment in their life. It’s those calls, the ones you were able to save, that keep you coming back to work.

You stepped away from your command center and headed towards the kitchenette, spotting Luis rummaging through the fridge. It wasn’t unusual, but it did always bring a smile to your face. It was hard to believe he was one of the dispatchers who showed you the ropes after relocating to Los Angeles three months ago. 

“Hey, Luis.” He turned around with a doughnut in his mouth, quickly removing it and shooting you a carefree smile.  

“Hey, Chica, get any weird calls yet? You know I love hearing about those weird ones, right.” 

“Nothing out of the ordinary, but a guy called earlier saying his whole body hurt everywhere he poked. I told him to drive to the emergency room and get his finger looked at because it’s probably broken. Oh, and there was another cinnamon challenge victim.”

“Another one, I thought that craze was over.” He shook his head. “But I did hear about this crazy call that came in last night, right. It wasn’t so much crazy, but one of those nuisance calls, you know what I’m saying, the kind where you’re like, ‘why are you calling, this isn’t an emergency type of situation?’ Anyways, Cameron Klein took the call; you know the dude with the great hair, the kind you just want to run your hands through. It has the perfect fluff to curl ratio. I mean, I touched it once, and it was like a cloud. I asked him what products he used in his hair, and he was like…” 

“Luis, how does this relate to the call?”

“Oh, right. Sorry, sorry, sorry, so there was this lady caller, right. She was telling Great Hair how she couldn't leave her car because there was a hostile raccoon outside her door. So then, Great Hair was like why don’t you go out a different door. And this caller says ‘yo I tried, but it’s like this trash panda can read my mind, right. He follows me when I move to the other side, and he’s like crazy, stupid fast like a rocket.’ And here comes the best part, Great Hair was like, ‘Hey girl, you better run fast then,’ and hung up,” he beamed with a slight chuckle.

“Oh my god, people really need to learn what an emergency is,” you chuckled, shaking your head. 

“You know that’s right, but duty calls.” He tilted his head towards the door, carrying two doughnuts and a huge mug full of coffee. 

“Later, Luis.”

Years ago, you never would have imagined you would be working as a dispatcher in Los Angeles. You preferred helping people hands-on, which is why you became an ER nurse. It was the feeling of never knowing what was going to come charging through those doors next that excited you. But being a dispatcher gave you a whole different kind of thrill because you could only use your voice to help.

The rest of your shift flew by until you were on hour eight of your ten-hour shift. A pileup involving a semi jackknifing on the highway forced a huge collision of cars. All the units in the area along with a few on the outskirts came in to assist. It was the same call coming in multiple times, and all you could say was help was already on the way.

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Send help,” the woman cried, telling you her address.

“Ma’am, I am going to need you to tell me what is going on?”

“A power line…a power line fell into our pool, and my daughter is trapped on her unicorn floaty in the water. I don’t…I don’t know what to do.”

“Stay calm, ma’am. My name is YN, and I’m dispatching a unit to your home now.” You switched lines to the highway accident, getting on a line with Captain Danvers from Station 107, who was sending three individuals to the scene right away. You switched back to the caller. “Okay, I will need you to stay calm. What is your daughter’s name?”

“Morgan, she’s five years old.”

“Please, whatever you do, make sure Morgan stays on the floaty because it is protecting her from the water. There is a good chance the power line is sending more than 5000 volts through the water.”

“Okay, okay, I can do that, “ the mother breathed. “Honey, please stay on the tube.”

“I'm going to try to get in contact with the power company to turn it off.” You looked up the power company in the area, and someone slid next to you. You glance over, seeing Bruce get to work on calling the power company. You nodded at him, staying on the line with the mom. “Ma’am, has help arrived yet?”

“No, but I can hear the sirens.” You peeked at Bruce, but he shook his head, still trying to get a hold of the power company. “They are coming through the back gate now.”

“Ma’am, can you hand the phone to one of the firemen?” You bit your lip, studying the layout of their home on one of your monitors. There were flowers all over their backyard, and you got an idea. 

“Hello, this is Fireman Rogers.”

“Hi, Fireman Rogers. This is 9-1-1 dispatcher, YN, how is it looking there?”

“Well, on the drive-in, we saw that a truck hit the power line pole, which caused the pole to fall into the pool. The driver isn’t in any serious condition, but one of our EMT’s is looking him over,” he informed in a deep voice. “Then, we have a pool vibrating with energy, but I assume you already know that part.”

“Do you have a plan in place? We are still trying to get a hold of the power company.”

“There are a few more floaties by the pool. I could ride one over to Morgan and pull her to safety?”

“Really? Where did you get that from the macho man handbook?”

“I don’t think that book exists, YN,” he added, making you scoff.

“I may have an idea.” You narrowed your eyes, playing out the idea in your head. 

“What did you have in mind?”

“I can view the whole home on one of my monitors, and there are a ton of flowers. So, I can only assume a garden hose must be nearby.”

“Yup, I see it.”

“Okay, perfect. Grab the hose and cut off the metal ends; it's rubber, so it won't conduct electricity. Then, have you and another fireman take the hose and walk along the opposite sides of the pool. Have Morgan grab ahold of it and carefully pull her back to the edge."

“That’s genius, YN. Thanks for your help,” he acknowledged, making you crack a side smile. Few people said thank you in this job, but when they did, you appreciated it. “Here’s your phone back, ma’am.”

Morgan’s mother's breath was shaky and staggered through the phone. She was scared and had every right to be. If you were in that situation, you would be, too. “Oh my god, it’s working. It’s working,” the mother shouted into your ear. “Are you okay, honey? Are you hurt?”

“I am okay, Mommy,” Morgan replied before the phone line went dead.

You smiled at yourself in one of the now blank screens. It was these moments why you loved what you were doing; a happy ending. Some calls never get a happy ending, but when they do, those are the ones you try to remember when a stressful call comes in.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. There is a long way to go and I promise things will definitely get more interesting. This was just a quick intro to some of the many characters that will make an appearance/cameo. Comments always welcome! Thanks for reading and I hope you’ll stick with me! 

[ao3feed-lokiangst]

This Life is Infinite

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by Actual_Writing_Trashcan

The Infinity War Fic aka I do whatever the fuck I want with the Russo's canon.

Get ready for the most ambitious crossover in CHC history.

(Set after "Children of the Gods: Part Three.")

[All warnings in the tags, but I did slap the violence warning on this for the fight scene in chapter two and for some stuff Alex pulls in chapter one.]

Words: 10600, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Series: Part 101 of Colossus Hyperfixation Collection

Fandoms: X-Men - All Media Types, Deadpool (Movieverse), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Multi

Characters: Piotr Rasputin, Nathan Summers, Wade Wilson, Alexandra Rasputin, Nikolai Rasputin, Kitty Pryde, Illyana Rasputin, Mikhail Rasputin, Neena Thurman, Ellie Phimister, Yukio (Deadpool Movies), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Charles Xavier, Ororo Munroe, Scott Summers, Jean Grey, Hank McCoy, Gamora (Marvel), Nebula (Marvel), Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Vision (Marvel), Peter Quill, Rocket Raccoon, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, T'Challa (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), Dora Milaje, Kurt (Ant-Man movies), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Carol Danvers, Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Wanda Maximoff, Lorna Dane, Erik Lehnsherr, Juggernaut, Christina | Angel Dust, Thanos (Marvel), James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Rogue (X-Men), Logan (X-Men), Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Stephen Strange

Relationships: Piotr Rasputin/Reader, Nathan Summers/Wade Wilson, Alexandra Rasputina/Nikolai Rasputin, Kitty Pryde/Illyana Rasputin

Additional Tags: god how do I even tag this, it's the infinity war fic, no endgame tho because fuck that, spoilers thanos is gonna straight up bite it, because fuck him, Canon-Typical Violence, Death Threats, also legit i haven't watched infinity war, so i have no idea who makes up the majority of thanos' army, i'm just going with what the soldiers looked like in the pirated clips i watched on youtube, Guns, this is a two parter just for length, because the doc itself is 50 pages long, also we're getting a bit more of alex's backstory in this one, heads up on that, i'll add more tags when i add chapter two, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

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[nervousperfect]

Doll - One Shot

Summary: You knew that being a member of the Guardians of the Galaxy, or what was left of it, required you to always be on the road in space. You just never knew how much it would hurt to depart from Earth.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Male Reader

Word Count: 6.8k 

Disclaimer: serious sad boi hours, a bit of pining, and smut. yay so 18+ only

A/N: Quick side note - the reader is essentially the MCU's version of Nova if it wasn’t obvious haha. Mild Avengers’ Endgame spoilers, takes place after the snap. Let me know what you think! :)

Doll - One Shot

The first time you took notice of the star-spangled hero was in the Wakandan battlefield against the outriders. At the moment, you had no idea of what was happening, only that Thor was completely annihilating the alien army and their drop ships that were settled outside of the force field.

In trying to follow the lead, you decided to just blast the outriders until there weren’t any of them left.

The adrenaline rush of flying freely while blasting gravimetric energy beams was soon interrupted by the booming sound of the ground tearing open to make space a disc-shaped alien craft. You hear the loud yell of a human on the ground level and the Threshers start making their way to demolish and kill any creature on contact.

You quickly scan the ground level, making sure to keep an eye on your team and see that Rocket Racoon and Groot were closely huddled together with two of Earth’s earthbound heroes. Noticing that one of the Threshers was going directly to them, you do a fast ninety-degree turn towards them and force all of your energy to do a super-sonic start to halt the Thresher from harming your allies.

Most of the creatures on the ground give you a second glance after hearing your sonic boom but you continue to force all of your energy to get in front of the alien craft.

Giving Rocket a quick look and then making eye contact with a bearded dirty-blonde Terran, you place yourself in front of the Thresher and make the brash decision to try to hold together one of the rotating blades of the vehicle. After a few moments of struggling in trying to push against it, you manage to get a grip on the rotating blade; ultimately stopping the Thresher to continue forging its path on the ground.

You hear Rocket’s breathy cheer not that far and that’s when you get the idea to shut down the power that was powering up the Thresher. After shooting and energy pulse directed at the center of the disc vehicle, where you suspected the motor was located, with all the strength you had left, you raised the vehicle a couple of meters higher in the air and directly planted it into the earth where several outriders where standing. It didn’t take long until you stopped burying the object into the Earth, that you made your way over to Rocket.

“Your burying skills always amaze me,” Rocket gives you a toothy grin, while you give him an eye roll to realize that you still had your helmet on. You notice Groot standing behind Rocket, enlarging his limbs to fight off against other outriders and see the bearded dirty-blonde Terran fighting along Groot.

“Just here to save your hairy ass like always,” you reply back to Rocket. The genetically altered raccoon gives you a big eye roll and opens his mouth to give you a snarky comment but you continue. “Who’s the one in charge here?”

Rocket points over to the mortal fighting along Groot, which was the exact moment that the Terran turns around to look at you. Surveying the area for any outriders and deciding it was safe for a minute, you take off your helmet off to formally address the man. Once the helmet is off and you make direct eye contact with him, you see a confused and shocked expression in his eyes before he composes himself.

“Y/N, a soldier of the Nova Corps,” you introduce yourself. The six-foot man walks over towards your direction until he is a couple of feet away from you and extends out his hand to greet you.

“Steve Rogers.”

You take a couple of steps towards him, raising your head a little to look directly at the man and grasp his hand in greeting and letting go a couple of seconds after.

“What’s the game plan?” You ask the battle-worn hero. Steve breaks eye contact and looks over his shoulder to glance at a tall building in the distance, towards the city, before turning back to face you again.

“We can’t let them take the mind stone,” Steve responds rather quickly. You give him a nod in response.

“Got it.”

With your left hand, you swiftly put the Nova helmet back on your head and feel the Nova force energy surging through your body. You give Rocket a glance to find him smirking. “The sexual tension thou-” You blast off from the ground before the creature could finish his sentence.

------

The second time you saw Steve was back in New York. A couple of hours had passed since the decimation, and you and Rocket were assigned to quickly check over nuclear power plants to dismantle if needed. You stand at the entrance of the enormous room, watching Rocket from afar as he plugs in one of his gadgets to control the system. After giving it a couple of minutes, and sighing a few times, you start making your way to the creature.

"Do you even know how to turn it off?" Rocket hushes you and continues working on his gadget, a couple of minutes pass of pure silence and button pressing.

"It's not just about turning it off, Planet C-53 doesn't have technology advanced enough to shut this thing down and decontaminating it fast enough." Rocket turns his head back to look at you as he gives you a brief summary. You nod your head as you make your way back to the entrance, after leaning against the frame of the door a question pops up.

"Rocket," you hear a quick hum from the short creature which you take it as a signal to continue. "Do you think they made it?"

The raccoon's shoulders visibly tense up for a second until he forces them to come down a bit before turning his whole frame to look at you.

"For our sake, I hope so."

You nod your head in agreement and stay standing still until you hear Rocket's half cheer and half yell roar across the room. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion and before you can say anything, Rocket makes his way over to you and shows you the screen of his gadget. "What?"

"There's an intergalactic transmitter on this planet so if we find it-"

"We can contact them," You finish the statement, realizing that the situation hasn't entirely gone south. "Where is it?" Rocket looks back down to the screen and presses a couple of buttons until the raccoon responds.

"It's in near to the Avengers' base," you then remember that Rocket was probably not familiar with Earth's location names that you grab the gadget and recognize the site almost instantly.

"That's New York City."

Rocket looks up to give you a glance before muttering, "I keep forgetting that this is your birth planet." You roll your eyes and start walking back to the entrance of the room.

"Okay, I'll quickly go over and fetch the transmitter while-"

"Yeah yeah yeah, while I go and turn the thing off. What's new?" Rocket grumbles and makes his way back to check on the gadget attached to the nuclear power plant. You then turn around and it isn't long that you made it to the earth's atmosphere and flew you way over to New York City.

After a couple of minutes of flying over the continent, you couldn't help but notice the aura of every passing city you saw. The second wave of sadness hit you, fully realizing that countless lives were lost within the last couple of hours. Instead of slowing down, you composed yourself and force yourself to fly faster until you were able to see the large recognizable terrain of New York City. Being within at least a 2-mile proximity, you lowered your elevation and slowed your speed to begin your search of the transmitter.

Almost immediately, fires and screams came within earshot distance and you found yourself to see the city below you in chaos. People were running on the roads, cars were stationed everywhere, and fires appeared in every other skyscraper. The instinct of wanting to help was starting to kick in, but you held yourself back, knowing not only that you had one mission and that was to retrieve the intergalactic messaging device, but you also knew with a certainty that this was happening everywhere and it was impossible to help everyone. Instead of dwelling on the subject even further, you pull out Rocket's gadget that was attached to your belt and open it up to start tracking the device down.

The device tells you that it was almost across Manhattan, closer to Brooklyn, so you then you start flying around the buildings to find the device. Not even two minutes later, and a couple of blocks away, you a loud commotion consisting of yells of people and it comes into view that a couple of members of the Avengers were in the exact spot of where Rocket's gadget was telling you that the intergalactic transmitter was located.

Hoards of people where surrounding Thor, a blonde-headed woman, and Steve Rogers. From what you could see, Thor was trying to calm down the crowd and calming asking to stay back while the woman and Steve were huddled close which looked like holding something and trying to decipher it. Thor's gaze looks up and lands on you, and without hesitation, he calls out your name.

You bring yourself down and stand next to Thor, greeting him hastily before taking off your helmet and placing it on the ground.

"What are you guys doing here?" You direct your statement to the Norse god and giving the other team members a glance before looking back. Thor clears his throat and shrugs over to other Avengers.

"We were tracking down Nick Fury," Thor answers and sees your eyebrow raised for not recognizing the name. "He was our commander." You nod.

"Is he here?" The god shakes his head and lowers Stormbreaker on the floor before raising his hands to keep the people at bay.

"Doesn't look like it, dusted like the rest," a different voice cuts your conversation with Thor and you find yourself facing the blonde-haired woman who was having a conversation with Steve. You see a device on her left hand while her right lifts up in greeting. You shake her hand as she introduces herself "Natasha Romanoff." You nod your head in response but you quickly cut to the chase.

"What do you have there?" Natasha looks back down to her left to the device and raises it so you have a closer look. From what it looked like, it resembled a lot like a pager you had seen multiple times when you were a child on Earth.

"We don't know exactly, looks a lot like a pager but more high-tech. We found it behind Fury's car."

You bring out your hand, asking to see it up close. Natasha side-eyes you but hands over the pager regardless. From the looks of it, like it was upgraded for intergalactic messages. Exactly what you were looking for.

"Do you know what it is?" Steve's voice comes in that it surprises you a bit but you don't let it show. You look up slightly to make eye contact with the super-solider and you force yourself not to break eye contact with his blue eyes.

"An intergalactic transmitter."

Steve looks over to Natasha and she gives him a small smirk and he looks back to you.

"Is that why you are here?" You squint your eyes for a split second and make a mental note on the soldier's observance.

"Um, yes. Rocket had located that there was a device here that had the capacity to send messages across several galaxies and sent me here to get it." Both Steve and Natasha stare at you as you continue. "And from the looks of it," you raise the pager and hand it back to Natasha, "a message has been sent." You give an emphasis on the red flashes at the bottom of the device. Natasha doesn't say or express anything and hands the pager over to Steve.

"Is there any way to track where the message was sent?" Steve asks. You shake your head in response.

"Maybe, it looks like its similar to a walkie-talkie were only a device with its own frequency can receive the message. Rocket could figure it out, but not with Earth's current technology." Both Avengers break their gaze that was fixed on you and glance at each other. Steve takes a second to figure out what to do but then addresses the group.

"Let's regroup with everyone back at the Avengers's base." Natasha nods and then walks over to Thor. Steve looks back to you intently. "Do you know how to get there?"

You nod, to which the soldier responds back with another nod and then walks over to his teammates. You look over to where you placed your helmet and stretch your hand out, the Nova helmet rises and flies directly to your hand. You place it on your head and then shoot up into the sky.

------

The third time you had a one-to-one conversation with the Captain, it was the night before the Avengers had agreed to go face Thanos at The Garden. You had spent the past half hour trying to convince Nebula and Rocket that going headfirst in a confrontation with the Mad Titan wasn't the best strategy. With no luck, you walked out of the large base to get a bit of fresh air. To your surprise, you see the backside figure of the super-soldier that was sitting down on the edge of the back porch that was in front of a large grass field.

"I hope you know what you're doing," You mutter inexpressibly as you make your way over to Steve. The captain doesn't make any effort to look over at you and stays motionless while looking over the grassland landscape of the Avengers' base. You stop on the left side of the larger man, and sit down next to him, placing your legs and resting them on the lower steps while letting you gaze wander into the landscape. After a minute of silence, you hear Steve shuffle his position and adjust his legs to stretch out to be more comfortable.

"Have you ever met Thanos?" Steve's voice sounds rough and a little soulless. You turn your head to face the man, and you find him already looking at you, his eyes hoping to see any kind of hope. Shaking your head, you lower your eyes and look away.

"No, Gamora...one of my teammates, she was an adoptive daughter of Thanos, alongside Nebula." You look at your hands, beginning to fidget and play with your fingers and continue the story. "I only heard Gamora's side of the story, but from everything I had heard, Thanos has only ever had one goal throughout her life which was to eradicate half of all life. Every day, his motivation never faltering."

You chuckle half-heartedly.

"Right after Thanos had knocked out the red witch, in the process of reversing time to get the mind stone, I gave it my all in stopping him and asked if it was worth it."

"His goal?"

You nod, "He didn't respond, but I continued and tried to taunt him in saying that I was gonna finish what Gamora started to which he retaliated in blasting me off across the other side of the forcefield." Steve nods, taking in the new information.

"Do you think we stand a chance?" You ask, "We have the new girl sure, but we're up against a being that has the full power of the Infinity Stones. We tried to go against him when he didn't have all of them and we had a lot more people then than we do now."

Steve opens his mouth but you continue.

"If anything, our chances are close to none." You try to finish your sentence in a leveled tone, but falter and shake at the last word. Focusing back on your fingers, playing around with them until the man next to you said something.

"You," Steve begins, taking a second to think about what he's going to say carefully. "Are not entirely wrong."

A silence hangs for a bit until Steve continues.

"But we have to try something, I would rather die than not try at all."

You don't respond and just sit there along the super-solider. You try to take in a deep breath of the chill upstate New York air until your thoughts came to bombard you again.

"Is there anything you wish you would've done before all this happened?"

You turn your head to face the older man, he meets your gaze and gives you a confused expression, as if asking to elaborate a bit more. "Well there's a high chance we'll die tomorrow, so I'm just thinking of things I wish I would've done before all this mess." Steve nods, finally understanding the question.

"What do you wish you had been able to do?" Steve asks you, you bring both of your hands to the concrete you were sitting on and change your posture to rest on your hands.

"Mundane stuff really, I've never really had a normal childhood per se. Been doing the training and hero gig for the majority of my life so I had hoped I would chill for a bit and lay my roots somewhere. Didn't necessarily have to be on my home planet you know? I just wanted to have the chance to find a guy, find a connection and maybe even have a family." You look over to see the super-soldiers reaction and find him nodding. "You?"

Steve shrugs his shoulders.

“I don’t know, I never entertained the idea of being able to do anything outside of this kind of life.”

“But if you could do anything you wanted to? What would you want to do?” Steve gives a perplexed look but you continue, “Outside of our current reality if you will.” He responds with a small smile with your last comment.

“Outside of our reality...” The soldier trails off, figuring out what to respond.

“Love.”

Your eyes move up from their fixed place on the gravel and watch how the man’s composure changed from tense to a little more relaxed. The older man’s eyes reject meeting your own, instead, they’re looking down to his hands that were resting on his thighs. You don’t respond right away, seeing if he elaborates to which he does.

“Back then, before this life, I always imagined myself with someone. To be able to open up to a person fully, to give myself to them. I always loved the thought of that. Sure there were more restrictions back then, less now but I always found that appealing.”

You take a second to comprehend what Steve was saying.

“Maybe if we do survive tomorrow, maybe we’ll have the chance to do that.”

Steve finally lifts up his gaze to meet yours.

“Maybe.”

------

The ride back to Earth was the most torturous hours you have ever experienced.

The heavy environment of the ship was earned when no one had said a word on the two-hour ride. Immediately after landing, all the earthbound heroes left the ship left without much of a goodbye, with the only exception of Bruce Banner, who kindly thanked Rocket and Carol. Then after offered the remaining Guardians and Carol a place to stay for a couple of days.

You did not have the heart to leave at the moment.

Feeling nauseous, you take a walk all around the territory of the upstate New York Avengers base and land on Steve Rogers sitting on the previous spot that both of you were at the night before.

Convincing yourself it was a good idea, you make your way over to the super soldier and sit down.

“Sorry to interrupt but I just could use the company,” you muster out, trying to give the man an explanation. Steve nods his head and raises up a giant bottle of vodka, he hands over the drink to you to which you gladly accept.

Noticing it was half empty, you just bring the opening to your lips and take a big chug of the drink.

Steve gives off a humorless laugh, “I don’t even know why I was drinking, it has no effect on me.” You don’t verbally respond but continue to take a couple more big sips of the alcohol. “How are you holding up doll?”

You stop drinking and raise the vodka bottle as a toast, “I honestly thought I would feel better.” You bring down the glass and let it rest by your feet. “He completely eradicated Xandar, my adoptive planet. I thou-thought that by killing him for what he had done, it would be some kind of satisfaction.”

You grab the bottle hastily again and get another sip in.

“The bastard’s dead and I still don’t feel better.”

Silence hangs in the air again, which you take the liberty to continue to finish the rest of the alcohol in the bottle. You leave the empty bottle on the floor and look over to see how Steve is holding up.

You see that his gaze was already fixated on you.

Little water droplets were beginning to form the base of Steve’s eyes, almost like his emotions were about to kick in. You open your mouth to say something, to ask if he was okay, but the blond brings his hand to gently rest on your cheek and that is when Steve lowered himself a bit to press his lips against your own. The action was so soft and quick, Steve distanced himself back a little, just enough to let you have a reaction.

You close your eyes and press your mouth against his and Steve spends no time to react. His hand goes behind your head while you try to find a steady rhythm with the man. After a couple of seconds of teeth clashing and tongues’ fighting for dominance, you figure out what Steve was looking for.

Most of your one night stands were very quick and rough kissing and fucking, but you could tell this was different. He seemed to look for a distraction, to take his time before coming back to the harsh reality. Which you could absolutely understand.

Steve breaks the kiss, still only a few millimeters away enough to still feel his rosy lips against your own. “We should go to my room.”

Still a little breathless, you ask, “Are you sure you’re ready to be with a guy?” Steve gives no expression and stands up while offering his hand to help you up.

“I don’t really care anymore.”

It didn't take more than two minutes to make it to Steve’s room in the base. Making sure to lock the door, both of you took no time to remove your clothing. Steve sits down at the edge of his bed, taking his shirt off and only leaving his joggers; meanwhile you make sure to take off your suit's undershirt and pants to only stay on your boxers.

You take a few steps to Steve's bed, prompting him to stand up as well. You can't help but notice the difference of height between you too as you raise your head to see him comfortably. You stop walking as soon as you are a foot away from him, not entirely sure where to take the situation next. Like answering your predicament, Steve brings his left hand up to the edge of your eye and takes the edge of his fingertips to caress your face and starts outlining your features such as your mouth and jaw line.

You don't know how to react to the blond-haired man's gesture so you just keep staring doe-eyed at the man as he seems to study your face.

"How are you so damn pretty doll?" Steve says softly, barely gets his words out. Hearing his words, you can't help but bring yourself to stand on your tiptoes to chastely kiss the older man.

"I'm sure I'm the one that is supposed to ask you that," You chuckle as bringing yourself down you start pecking his jaw line, to his neck and finally making it to his neck. As soon as your arrive to his chest, you lazily ask "Why doll?" Steve uses his hand again to grab you chin and bring your gaze to meet his.

"Habit," you try raising one eyebrow to question why the usage of an old-time slang. He takes his hand from your chin, and then used both of this hands to clasp the lower half of your head. "1940s." The date prompts a buried memory of the World War II superhero, but before you continue the thought-Steve captures you lips in rough fashion. Without realizing that causes your body to graze harshly towards the taller man which results on both falling back on Steve's bed.

That however doesn't halt the kiss, but it encourages you to bring up your legs to straddle his lap, you quickly register the other man's dick getting hard under you. You can't help but grin on the effect you have on Steve. Taking small breaks between the kissing, Steve mumbles, "Also, you are too pretty to be real."

Without any warning, using his arm and wrapping it behind your back, he flips both of you upside down. Placing your back against the bed, leaving him on top. "You talk too much," you mumble as you see Steve having a playful expression on his face. Steve replies back by pressing his groin against your ass, forcing you to yelp a little towards the size of his dick.

"Sorry doll," Steve chuckles and rolls his hips against your ass and lies on his elbows to bring his lips on top of yours. "How do you want to do this?"

"I just want to make you forget." Steve doesn't seem to know how to reply so you pair each of your hands to his, roll your bodies on the bed again to keep you one top. You then stretch your connected hands above of Steve's head, "Don't bring them down baby." Steve parts his lips slightly, his eyes darkening at the endearment. You can't help but smirk and scoot back to sit in front of the older man's lap.

Steve slightly lifts his head to see you, and watches you pull down his slightly loose joggers to show his hardened cock.

You force yourself to look away from Steve's cock and make eye contact with Steve. Seeing the man's flat facial expression, you grasp his large cock and stoke it a couple of times before bringing it to your lips.

As soon as the tip enters your mouth, you feel the sheets move slightly, forcing you to look up and see Steve's head thrown back and his grasping the bed sheets and bed comforter tightly. You continue a steady pace, tightening your mouth sometimes to figure out which one the super soldier finds more pleasurable. Seeing the blond man's face, biting his lips to stop himself from letting out a sound was the cutest thing you have seen.

Determined on getting a noise out of him, you allow your mouth to open wider to taken in more of the length which merits a slight whimper from Steve.

A minute soon passes of pleasuring the super soldier, whimpers throughout, to which you hear the man finally speak.

"Doll, I'm almost there."

Hearing his confession, you make the brash decision to attempt to take the entire length of Steve's cock. You feel the pink tip pass your uvula and finally rest on the curved pathway of your throat. You feel tears pool by the edge of your eyes but you force down a gag. Looking up, you see Steve a complete mess, he finally lets out a proper moan and can't stop himself from pulsing up and forcing his cock even deeper.

You hold back another gag and feel Steve's cock twitch inside. Knowing how close Steve's release was coming, you bob your head up to catch a breath, but then take the entire length again.

Steve seems to come to the end of his rope and gives a loud moan, then to which you feel his orgasm hit the back of your throat.

You bobble your head a couple of times, to make sure that the older man rides it out before detaching yourself from his cock. You sit up upright on your knees, readjusting your posture and adjusting your stance on the bed before looking back at the soldier's gaze.

Steve raises himself a bit from the bed using his elbows. He clears his throat, "Thanks doll."

You chuckle a little before responding. "My pleasure Captain." Steve turns his head to see himself centered on the bed, he moves over a bit to the left to make some space and then pats his side to tell you to lay beside him.

You take your place next to him, looking directly at the ceiling to just rest for a minute. You hear the rustle besides you and find Steve turning his head to look at you. "That was the best on I've had."

You laugh while finally making eye contact with him, "Well, how many have you had?"

Steve's eyes darken a bit with pure lust and smashes his lips with yours before bringing himself on top of you.

"Now, its my turn to pleasure you doll."

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"Okay, okay, okay," you say before you let out a small squeal when Steve kisses a specific spot on your stomach. "Lets take a break until I can somewhat walk again." Steve gives a small pout and brings his face to yours.

"Alright doll," he murmurs before giving you a chaste kiss and then gets off the bed. You turn and see him look around before heading to a drawer and opening it to get some shorts out. You sit upright to admire the Steve's physique a little before starting a conversation.

"Where do I rank on you list of conquests," You ask. This prompts Steve to turn back with a puzzled look before trying to find a t-shirt.

He turns back and raises his arms to put on the shirt, "You're high up there."

You give a somewhat loud fake gasp which bring out a laugh from the super-soldier.

"You're the only one I've been with doll."

You did not expect that. You open your mouth trying to process out the seemingly fake statement. "You've been here since the forties and you've only been with one person?"

"How did you know I'm from the forties?"

"My father is Terran, that and you also hinted it last night. But don't change the subject. How the hell was that your first time?" You sound in disbelief.

"I don't get around much doll." You roll your eyes.

"Hard to believe that."

A loud yell resembling your name echoes throughout the hallway outside, which can only be from a certain raccoon. Steve looks at the door and then back to you. "I'm going get in some practice, see you later?"

You nod and mouth a good-bye, Steve winks and walks out the room.

Rocket's screech voices echos again, which makes you stand up, but warranting multiple winces and shots of pain coming from your lower side.

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"We find out the devastating news that we can't ever recover the Infinity Stones to get everyone back, and your first instinct is to find someone to fuck?" Rocket interrogates as he stands on the captain seat of the Benatar. The raccoon cross his arms, in some sort of authoritative figure position while Nebula sits besides him in the co-pilot seat placing coordinates in the system.

You can't help but roll your eyes at the dramatics, as you sit down on one of the passenger seat and only manage to wince once.

"Is it that surprising?" You ask Rocket directly. He gives a shrug in agreement. Nebula turns her head for a second to address both of you.

"He did always have his priorities straight."

Rocket laughs obnoxiously while you glare at the female cyborg. This time it was you crossing your arms, "What do you want? If it was just to laugh at me, then I am going to head to the nearest bed and take a nap."

Rocket jumps off the seat, passes you, and starts heading straight to the cargo exit of the ship.

"No time, we need to restock on food supply." You furrow your eyebrows on Rocket's statement.

"What for?"

Rock stops and turns to look at you and Nebula. "Blue, debrief bucket head here." With that, Rocket continues and gets off the ship. You harshly turn your head over to Nebula with an even more confused look.

"Nebula, what's happening?"

"Natasha, Carol, Rhodey, Rocket, and I spent the entire night in the Benatar creating a system fo communication to patrol the galaxy." You slump on the chair, realizing the situation.

"I kinda assumed we would take a break for a bit."

"It's just us Y/N. We don't have time."

Although Nebula couldn't see, you nod your head knowing your duty. Without another thought, you get up and follow the same exit that Rocket walked out the Benatar to make your way to the Avengers facility.

Once entering the facility, you quickly find an argument ensuing between Rocket and Tony Stark.

"That is an ungodly amount of food you are requesting there build-a-bear." Tony retorts as he moves across the large kitchen with his wheelchair. Rocket walks around from one end of the kitchen counter to the other to follow Tony.

"Nebula is a heavy eater," Rocket comments loudly to which Tony snorts. Once making your presence heard, Tony turns his head to look at you.

"Hello there Ken. I don't think we've officially met."

You wave your hand in a greeting gesture, "I'm with build-a-bear." Rocket crosses his hands in a pout.

Tony nods his head and mumbles the comment, "It's always the pretty ones that are not of this world." He then claps his hands, "Come here to ask for more food?"

You shake your head before answering, "I don't eat that much, um, do you know where Steve is?"

Tony brings his upper body forward before opening the refrigerator, "I believe the old man is downstairs in the training room." You give a quick thanks before hustling over and walking off to find the nearest staircase.

After walking in the halls for a while, you hear a pair of voices before distinctly recognizing Steve's and Natasha's voices.

"-when you finally decided to be with someone, it has to be an alien." You hear Natasha comment with a noise of a punch following right after. Before walking in the doorway, you peaking in to see Natasha standing on the side while Steve was throwing punches at a punching bag.

"Pretty sure he is human Nat," Steve stops punching, tries to steady the bag from moving before looking directly at his friend. He unravels some bands from his hands and quickly swipes some sweat from his forehead. "Can't we stop talking about this? I don't like kissing and telling."

Natasha grins as she crosses her arms but continues her teasing, "Come on, can't handle talking about your new boyfriend? I gotta admit, he is a beautiful sight to look at."

Steve leans down and places the hand wraps in his bag to then coming back up. "There isn't a label at the moment."

"Well don't," Natasha interrupts before Steve can say anything else. "Danvers and the Guardians are departing today-"

"Since when?"

"Since last night, we spent the entire night outlining what need to be patrolled and checked on in the universe since half of its population is gone." Steve stays quiet and looks down.

"Nat-"

"Steve, he can't stay. They need his power set." After a moment of silence, Natasha takes a deep breath and leaves with a last note. "It may be wise to give your goodbyes soon before they head out."

On her way out, You decide to make yourself visible at the entrance, surprising the spy for a split second. You nod in greeting, with her quickly addressing you before walking out.

Steve looks up and makes eye direct eye contact with you.

"Hello there Rogers," you say as you continue making your way to the mat that the blond was standing on. Looking at this eyes, you can tell he was processing a lot without letting you know which specific emotion he was feeling.

"Hear you're heading off soon." You nod and look down at the floor.

"Apparently so, news to me too."

Both of you stand in the training room awkwardly, not knowing where to continue the conversation. That's until you speak up.

"So who else knows?"

Steve bring his eyebrows together to show his confusion toward the question which prompts you to elaborate. "That you lost your virginity." Steve turns slightly pink and gives a shy smile before focusing his eye sight on somewhere else.

"Tony congratulated me before reminding me there's a sound proof feature in each room."

You can't help but snort before asking, "and it wasn't activated?"

"-it wasn't activated," Steve repeats the same thing. Both of you share a soft chuckle before it falls again into a silence. Steve brings his hand to scratch the back of his neck and opens his mouth slightly but you interrupt him.

"Look, I don't know another way to start this without sounding weird and clingy but I want to thank you for last night. I'm not sure what it meant to you and I didn't want to leave without letting you know, I know this isn't serious," You break you monologue for another chuckle. "So don't think I'm trying to force you to start something."

Steve takes a couple of steps closer to you, standing an arm's length away before saying anything.

"Do you?"

This throws you off for a second, not expecting Steve to ask you that as a reply.

"Start something? Well I mean, it wouldn't work out anyway. An intergalactic long distance relationship isn't ideal..." you trail off not know what else to say, hating that you dug yourself in a hole. Maintaining eye contact the entire time, Steve breaks for a second, contemplating something. That is when the older man takes another step towards you.

"Not ideal, but possible." Your shy expression fades away realizing what the man is trying to say.

"Steve..."

"Don't over think it."

"I don't even know how often I'll be able to come visit, it won't be fair to either of us." Steve stands half a foot away, this time far enough that he grabs your hand to caress it. You continue, "what if we're just latching on to each other to trying to cope with half of the universe being gone?"

"We deserve it at this point," you don't necessarily respond to that. Steve continues, "I'll come with you."

You part your lips to retaliate the suggestion but Steve stops you.

"I need you."

You stare intently at the blond's light brown eyes, not knowing what else to say. Steve doesn't say anything else after his sentence, seemingly afraid of your reply. You decide to grasp the super soldier's hand tighter and then bring yourself up to give him a peck on the lips. You see him close his eyes and then wraping both of his arms around your neck, letting go of your hand, and pulling you closer which forces the kiss to last longer and become rougher.

After a minute, Rocket's voice booms over the distance calling your name.

Both you and Steve break the kiss to have each other's lips brush against the other. Steve softly pleads, "please."

His tone of voice alone almost brings you to your knees.

"I'd love that but you know that they need you here."

Steve nods in agreement and slips his left hand down resting on your waist. You force eye contact again with the super-soldier and try to get the other to force a smile.

"Hey, until next time?"

The blond man nods again and let you go to which allows you to take a few steps back to give each other distance. "Call me soon soldier," your sentence reminds you to pull out a remote shaped device from your pocket and throw it underhand to Steve, to which he easily catches it.

"How soon?" Steve asks in a suggestive tone, knowing that it wasn't the end.

"Until you miss me," you snark back and give a wink. Rocket's yells again, sounding a lot closer than last time, to which then forces you to book it to the exit before you get more in trouble with the raccoon. Arriving at the doorway of the exit, you turn back to find Steven Grant Rogers smiling endearingly at your direction.

You give him a dorky smile before mouthing a good-bye and running back upstairs towards the raccoon.  

[vrisrezis]

Rocket raccoon x Male reader

The reader is a 23-year-old scientific genius who graduated with honors from the best university, S.H.I.E.L.D. recruits him by putting him in charge of the department that seeks to use alien technology, but some visitors from the planet xandar are looking for a scientist who can help decipher a technology that has appeared, S.H.I.E.L.D. He gives them as he recommends to the reader, he accepts and travels to Xandar.

Upon reaching xandar, the reader goes through different tests to see if he is suitable for the position, the first one is difficult for him, but after understanding how the rest works, he finishes them very quickly, when he is admitted to the project, the guardians of the galaxy as bodyguards for a very generous number of units.

Upon accepting, they travel to Xandar to meet with the scientist. When they see the reader, he is surprised by how young he is and Rocket complains about how they hired a primitive from Earth, The reader, ignoring his comments, goes with the guardians to the laboratory to be able to work

Rocket is amazed at how the reader at first found it difficult to work, but after a couple of hours their efficiency increased enormously, but he still does not accept that an inhabitant of the earth is so skilled, until in one of the breaks the reader finds his Fascination with weapons, Rocket takes advantage of this moment to see how good he is with them and to see the reader analyze the weapon that he gave him that was disassembled and he assembles it at great speed.

From that moment rocket and the reader spend more time together, making rocket become an "assistant" to the reader in the laboratory, giving him new perspectives and advice.

The rest of the guardians look at this in disbelief, they had never seen a rocket like this, to be sure they send mantas to use his powers in rocket.

Being a bit innocent, this reveals Rocket's feelings to everyone in the laboratory, see the reader to wait for his response, he just looks at Rocket, causing him to flee to the ship.

A few days pass that Rocket does not go to the laboratory, this makes the reader sad that at the moment of the revelation he could not say anything, this makes his performance go little by little, the guardians, realizing that, tell him to go talk with rocket, at that moment she goes to look for him, she is honest with him, they clear things up and they become a couple.

When they make the relationship official, they spend much more time together, kissing, caressing and bathing together, at the end of the project they celebrate by making everyone happy.

Except for the couple, taking into account that the reader is from earth, they will have to separate, but the reader, being with rocket in his house in xandar, mentions that he wants to go with him and the guardians, rocket is surprised, but happily accepting his decision, this ignites the flame in the relationship and he has his first night +18 (If the scene bothers you, you can just skip it and go directly to the next morning) (On the other hand, if you decide to do the +18 part, the reader is the dominant one in the relationship).

The next morning the reader wakes up with rocket at his side hugging him taking advantage of the moment the reader caresses rocket's head waking him up, they talk a little and decide to take a shower, at the end they give the news to the guardians they accept the union of the reader to the guardians, after the announcement the guardians are a bit uncomfortable, Rocket asks them what's wrong and they answer that they heard what they were doing last night, Rocket yells at them saying that there is no privacy and the reader just laughs at the situation.

The reader is tall and thin, with a little dark circles, hair and beard a bit careless (that changes with the arrival of rocket). Besides, the reader always treats rocket with a person and never insults them with the words of monster, rodent or rat.

(Small note from me, this was a submission from somebody else I wrote some hcs for this in the reblogs)

[aliasrocket]

WIPS / REQUESTS. ౨౿ ⋆ ｡ ˚ this was long due and I originally didn’t want to do this but since I’ll be away for a while, I was thinking I should let you guys know I visit these all the time. They’re called wips / requests bc some of these are actually already in the making.

DISCLAIMER : I will be excluding the more disturbing requests for everyone’s sake. here’s if you’re curious about what I mean. (it involves … rocket and cosmo.)

request status : closed.

if you end up using any of these, please tag me so I can reblog and the anons might be able to see their request get fulfilled <33

fluff.

rocket has dreams of his s/o / reader meeting in different situations and being happy; dreams of them in college and coffee shops. — anon

reader tries to get closer to rocket by sharing his interests with him, like watching him make gizmos even though you can’t understand his technobabble but you encourage him anyway. — anon

reader knows only a bit about rocket’s backstory but he wakes up from a bad nightmare one night and he tells her what happened in full, and she comforts him and lets him know that she loves him and doesn’t think he’s any of the bad things he says about himself. — anon

rocket and reader take care of the baby raccoons together. — anon

angst.

reader and rocket get into a fight and stop talking for months, and when they meet again, reader is pregnant with someone else’s baby. — anon (2 anons requested this.)

rocket gets infatuated with reader after a night of drunken sex that ended with rocket crying to her about his past. he wants to have a relationship with you and you turn him down, which turns him into an even bigger asshole. one of the guardians asks reader to reach a resolution with him, and reader obliges because she don’t hate him and she even finds him attractive but she’s not ready to open herself up to him. reader offer him physical intimacy (pity sex) and of course it doesn’t end well for both of them. —anon on ao3

nsfw.

‘full fic’ of the drabble where rocket was introduced to bdsm, ‘full smut’ of reader being tied up and stopped from cumming. (I’m assuming anon meant cum control?) — anon

rocket builds sex toys to use on reader. — anon

rocket x reader smut where reader is helping to rebuild knowhere and rocket distracts her. — anon

rocket acting ravenous while giving reader cunnilingus. — @ajthefurry

rocket giving reader head, teasing, overstimulating her, holding her thighs/hips down, making her cum, etc. Bonus: hickeys on her thighs. — @caesarhamato22 <3

rocket and reader 69ing for 69 followers celebration. (this was so long ago I am so sorry) — anon

five times rocket and reader were almost caught and the one time they actually were. — anon

five times rocket and reader almost get spicy and one time they do. rocket and reader are finally getting comfortable with being physically intimate with each other (been making eyes at each other and such) but keep getting interrupted/being under attack/are on a mission and “it’s definitely not the right time.” — anon on ao3

general.

reader is quill’s older sister, smart, good at fighting and rocket and reader know each other when rocket captures quill in vol 1. — anon

reader is a fox humanoid who is an ex-ravager who betrays yondu alongside quill who is their good friend. She’s also a looter, and they both have bounties on their head. Takes place in vol 1. — anon

posessive (almost back go classic yanderish) cute rocket x reader. — anon (whoever requested this, thank you anon, I will try to take care of myself between writing and drawing. <3)

rocket x male reader — anon

rocket x male reader where rocket died in the thanos snap and reader helps bring him back after 5 years. smut ensues. — @ero-manga-sensei

reader gets badly hurt during a mission, and they’re mistakes have happened before but it wasn’t this bad. everyone is worried but rocket worries the most. — anon on ao3

reader pines for rocket but knows he has his own issues and doesn’t think her feelings are reciprocated. she’s rather close with the guardians and one night they play ‘truth or dare’ or ‘never have I ever’ and maybe drinks can be involved. it turns out rocket pines for reader too. — @alylee-s on ao3 <3

mutual pining between reader and rocket; reader is well-liked in knowhere but thinks he’s out of her league because he’s one of the guardians and he’s the captain and very talented and she’s just a normal person. rocket feels the same way for reader, but thinks he’s out of her league because he’s just some psychopath’s experiment who’s also kind of a dick. Shenanigans and misunderstandings ensues, along with smut. — Glynnavyre on ao3.

headcanons.

general headcanons of rocket — @love-for-faeries-go-burrrr <3

rocket with a plus sized reader. — anon