Request: flamethrower45 said:Hi!!! Ily so
much!!!!!!!!!! And I like freaked out when I saw requests were open!! Could you
please do a guardians of the galaxy Peter x reader where they find her in a
coma and Peter recognized her from when he was on earth and lots of angst and
stuff?!?! Please?!?!? THANK YOU SO MUCH, YOU’RE LIKE MY FAVORITE WRITER, SO
STAY BEAUTIFUL!!!!! And remember to watch your language XD
“What’s your name?”
“Peter. What’s your name?”
“(Y/N). Why are you here?”
“My mom’s sick, so
we’re here to see her.”
You sat next to the boy
who looked close to the same age as you, playing games and talking, waiting for
hours for either one of you to get word from your families that it was time to
go. Peter’s was called away first, and
was gone for a long time before you saw him again, running out the front doors
of the building and into the parking lot.
“Are you okay?” you
called out to him as you followed.
“Leave me alone,” he
whispered between his tears. “Just…I
want to be alone, (Y/N).”
“Sure, Peter. It’s gonna be okay.” You didn’t know for certain what had
happened, but you hoped that it really would be okay for him. Before you reached the doors to go back in, a
bright light illuminated behind you; by the time you turned around, your new
friend was gone. You took a few steps
towards where he had been, and the light returned, this time flooding over you.
Peter grabbed the cassette and slipped it into the stereo,
pushing the play button and feeling ready to dance.
“What the…?” He felt
a rush of panic, pressing more buttons, taking the tape out and inspecting it,
returning it to the player and trying again.
“No, no, no, no, this can’t happen!” he yelled, quickly
getting the attention of his teammates.
“You guys, this can’t happen!”
“SHUT UP! I’m trying
to sleep over here!”
“Good! Finally an end
to that insufferable noise once and for all.”
Quill looked back at the group with shock, holding his hand
to his chest, clearly hurt. “I thought
you guys liked it!” He stood quickly and
pointed harshly at Gamora, “I saw you dancing just yesterday!”
“You have no proof,” she groaned and rolled back over in her
Peter turned back to his stereo, his face covered in sadness
and disbelief. He sighed when a large
hand rested on his shoulder, putting his own over it to accept the
sentiment. “Thanks, man.”
“I am Groot.”
“Yeah,” he whispered, “me too, pal. Me too.”
As Peter wandered around the shop in the middle of nowhere,
he was disheartened by the lack of anything that could help him fix his
stereo. The shelves and broken down
tables were filled with various pieces of space junk and items tagged as
‘vintage’ to attract buyers, when really they were just old garbage. He haphazardly tossed the worthless items
around as he searched, beginning to feel like he would never find what he
“Come on, man, it’ll be okay,” Rocket said, moving alongside
him. “Maybe it’s time to move on. It’s a sign.”
He jumped up on the table when an item caught his eye, but quickly
returned to the floor when he found it to be junk. “It’s a sign that it was a piece of garbage
to start with,” he whispered under his breath.
“That’s not the attitude I need right now, alright? Would it kill ya to be supportive in my time
of need?” Peter moved towards the back
of the old shop, all but defeated now. “I’m
never gonna find what I need here,” he groaned.
He was about to turn around and gather everyone to leave when something
caught his eye. He walked up to the old cryogenic
tube and pulled away the scrap of dusty cloth that covered it.
“No way,” he gasped, “there’s no way…”
“What is this?” Drax
approached from behind, walking around the tube, tapping his hand on the cover
and wiping the dust away from the control panel. “How will this help you to fix your music
“Um,” Peter said in a quiet voice, “well, it won’t. But I…I think I know this girl.” His expression saddened as he stared at you,
still in disbelief that you could be the friend he had made so many years ago
and so far away.
Quill grabbed the price tag hanging from the side of the
tube and gasped, “are you serious?
There’s no way that I can afford this.”
The shopkeeper approached, seeing that the group had
gathered around you. “I see that you’ve
found something of interest?” He moved
to the foot of the tube and shook his head, “just so you know, there’s no way
to open this. It was found with no
instruction and I have yet to meet anyone who has seen another. It’s nothing more than decoration.”
Peter hadn’t heard a word that the shopkeeper had said,
slowly moving his hand over the window that gave him his view of you. “I’ll take it,” he whispered.
“But you just said-“
He put his hand up to quiet Drax, and looked to the
shopkeeper, “it’s pretty heavy,” he said, attempting to lift one corner and
pretending to fail, “you got anything in back that we can haul it out on?” The man looked at Peter and Drax skeptically,
but relented and made his way through the back door of the building.
Peter grabbed the top of the tube and pointed at the other
end, “alright, big man, grab that end and let’s get the hell outta here.”
“Are you serious?!”
Rocket exclaimed, “you’re gonna risk it for a frozen girl that you can
never wake up? How desperate are you,
“Just shut it and run, would ya?”
The group had just made it to the door when shots began to
fire around them, the unassuming shopkeeper now in a full rage and chasing
behind them. “Get back here, you
thief! Get back here right now!”
“Maybe run a little faster guys!”
Once back aboard the ship and safely in flight, Peter sat
quietly along side of you, resting his chin in his hand and absentmindedly
pressing the buttons on the tube with the other. He barely knew anything about you from the
short time you had spent together, but he knew that it was the right thing to
do to take you from that shop.
“Hey,” Gamora whispered, resting her hand on his arm, “you
Peter took a deep breath and sat back in his chair, still
looking at you. “Yeah, yeah I’m
good. I just don’t understand how…”
“You might never know.
You need to be ready for that, Quill.”
He simply nodded as she walked away, not knowing how to
respond to her. “I wish I could play a
song for you,” he whispered to you, “but just your luck, the biggest loser in
the galaxy had to be the one to find you.”
Peter pulled the cassette from his pack and reached over to
his stereo, hoping for a miracle. He
slid it into the machine and squeezed his eyes shut, pushing the play button
down slowly. His eyes opened quickly
with delight when the music began.
“Look at that,” he said with a smile, “I guess I found what
I needed after all.”
The empire was GONE , destroyed by the hands of the Rebellion. Luke could feel that something in the air was—different. It was as if the GALAXY had started to live again. An incredible sense of HAPPINESS radiated in the air. They were finally free to live in peace…
He’d promised himself that at the END of the war he would have found more time for himself. This –kriffing– war had taken EVERYTHING from him , his most closest friends , his FAMILY on Tatooine and—-at the end , even his father. Luke had felt to numb–confused after his dead. It was strange to NOT feel Vader’s—ANAKIN’S—presence inside his head.
(Luke knew he’d always been watching over him –in his own ways– but Luke had always ignored his presence)
But maybe FAMILY hadn’t been taken completely from him. He had a sister—LEIA–his TWIN sister. He’d always FELT feelings from her , different from romantic love , but for force sake-–he had a sister and it was LEIA !
A smile lifted up the tips of his lips at the sight of her. His beautiful Leia , his sister. One HALF OF HIS SOUL. Luke even thought how it would have been to grow up with her and their real parents , but he didn’t want to think about it right now.
He wrapped his arms around her tightly around her , embracing her. Luke then let his head fall on her shoulder and he SMILED when he felt her lips on his cheek.
if you could create an alternate universe, what would it be like?
oh gosh urm….. this is a lil rant hehe
firstly, there would be no hate. no racism, sexism, homophobia etc. no groups will have been oppressed in the past so no one would have a reason to hate anyone nor feel as though they have been hated. all groups will be equal and always will have been. basically all of the issues tumblr especially focuses on will be gone.
secondly, [this is something not many would agree with but i think is important] animals would not be used for humans benefit. they will not be exploited or killed or used for anything that benefits humans and will also be seen as equal. like mutualism basically. they benefit us if we benefit them.
thirdly, flowers will exist everywhere and they will all be beautiful and amazing and people will be so full of nature instead of the internet and technology. sure it will all still exist but it wont rule the world like it does today. people will appreciate and care for the earth rather than destroy it. imagine the earth without pollution!!! youd be able to see the stars because of no light pollution. the air would be so fresh and amazing!! oceans would be SO gorgeous!! ahdnfk i would love it!!!
fourthly, love would exist in the purest of forms. have you seen that post about “if cold is the lack of heat then what if hate is the lack of love?”? that would be true. everyone would love each other [some more than others obviously] but it would be a great place to live.
fifthly[is that a word idk] MAGICAL CREATURES WOULD EXIST AND THEY WOULD BE AMAZING!!!!!! i dont really have to elaborate on this one bc you know how amazing it would be.
and i had a lot more to say but i honestly cant remember anymore hehehe!!! SORRY FOR RANTING I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT BUT THANK YOU FOR ASKING OMG HEHEHEHE I REALLY WASNT EXPECTING ANYONE TO ANON ME HEHEHEH 💞💘🌹💐💝😭💝😂💗😍🌳🌺☺️🌺🐸💕🍬💗💝💫🌸💫🌻🌼💝🍬🍄🐷💐🤧💝🍦💐💕🍄
Tam, i love so freaking much,man, did you know that? 😭you are so damn amazing,i can't believe
dude what did i do? I’m just here having a sugar low (after an extreme sugar high) and i get this freaking adorable message what the heck? gosh ily so much i might just cry. boi you’re too kind and beautiful i can’t
Oh Cory, no matter how hard you try, you’ll never be subtle enough for us Monchele fans. We have really sharp eyes y'know? And we tend to over analyse things. Like alot. So every little movement you and Lea make, we’d be scrambling to search for moments like these where you guys slip up.
“We hope people will recognize the beauty of us being
an honest band; that you can hear our lifestyles through our music, and at the
same time that we’re doing ground-breaking things and don’t take ourselves too
seriously. We can still laugh at ourselves and what we do.”
So this is my first follow forever in celebration for this blog’s one year anniversary (which actually was yesterady, ofc im late haha)!! I want to thank everyone that followed me, sent me messages, asks and all that! I’m also very happy for all the lovely people I met through this site and all the amazing friends I made!!! Some of your are only very recent mutuals, some have been here for a long time and I just wanted to say I love all of you!!