Peter Quill x Reader -Ravagers-
Request: Ok so Peter is out thieving or something and he runs into reader. Which he has never met before. When he runs into her he notices that’s she’s wearing ravenger gear. Turns out she’s also Terran and she was also taken from her home by Yondu at a young age around the same time Peter was taken. Except both of them were kept apart in Yondu’s ship to make sure both of them wouldn’t meet and do something to escape (or something else I don’t care). Despite working for Yondu and being a ravenger readers actually a really kind person! So later on Peter and the reader become really good friends or something more, (again i dont care) XD Again Sorry if its so long and detailed. I hope it’s ok! And makes sense XD
A/N: I didn’t know how to end it dont hate me
His shoes crashed against the hot, Xandarian pavement. Behind him bots were hot on his tail, firing and missing. A few turns into alleys, and through a couple shops Peter was sure he had lost them.
But like usual, he was wrong. He heard a buzzing coming down the road, more stupid robots.
He took off again, his jacket flying behind him. At the corner of the road was a rather small alley opening that looked perfect for hiding. He took his chance and slipped inside.
“Owch.” His body collided with another. And with a quick glace it looked like just an average woman.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, still occupied by the buzzing that drew closer.
“Get out of-”
Peter placed his hand over the girls mouth as the robot flew past. His body was pressed up against the woman who was much smaller then his, trying to not be seen.
Finally when Peter was sure the robot had passed he dropped his hand.
With a swift knee to the groin Peter was down on the ground with the girl hovering over him.
“Don’t ever touch me.” Her (h/c) hair draped over her face making it hard to make out any detail from Peter’s angle but her clothes were familiar. A dark red jacket covered a curvy figure. It was Ravager gear down to her boots.
“Where did you get those clothes?” He breathed in pain, working his way off his knees.
“I was going to ask you the same questions. Steal those too?” She reached down taking Peters satchel.
“If I wasn’t in so much pain I’d kick your ass right now.” He muttered.
“Oh, scary.” She laughed before turning to walk away. But Peter jumped up and grabbed her arm. He spun her around which rewarded him a fist to the face. A kick to the stomach landed her against the wall and Peter pressed up against her again, grabbing her hands and holding her legs with his knees.
“I asked you a question. Where did you get those clothes.” His face was so close to hers he could feel her hot breath. Her blue eyes gazed into his.
“I am a Ravager. Your turn.” Her head collided with his making Peters world spin, then suddenly he was against the wall, useless again.
“You aren’t a Ravager.” He yelled. “I am and I sure as hell know Yondu wouldn’t train no girl!”
“Then why would he train you, Princess?” She smirked. He felt her grip loosen slightly as she laughed and he took the opportunity. He slipped the hands out of her grasp and their battle for dominance continued.
“Okay, stop, stop, STOP!” Peter shot his hands up when he was a good distance away from her. They both stood there panting but on guard.
Peter finally got a good look at her as she stood where the sun entered the small Alley. She was Terran. She had to be.
“You’re a Terran? And you say you’re a Ravager?” He watched her closely.
“Yeah.” She answered.
“Did you live in space your whole life?”
“No. I was abducted from Earth.” She seemed to be loosening up a bit.
“How did you… Who are you?”
Did Yondu abduct two children the day Peter was taken? He was having trouble wrapping his head around it. He was always the only Terran on the ship. How could she say she was a Ravager?
“Come back to my ship. We can talk.”
With much hesitation the girl followed Peter. She told him her name and he decided to go by Starlord which she recognized because Yondu would always make fun of it.
“So, (Y/N), you’re saying you lived on the other side of the ship then me, and just by chance we never met?” They sat in the back of the Milano, which (Y/N) found absolutely disgusting.
“I doubt it was by chance. I don’t think Yondu wanted us to meet. If you knew you weren’t alone would you want to stay on that damned ship?” She sipped her drink that Peter was actually nice enough to get her.
“Yeah but can you imagine an eight year old and a six year old ganging up on Yondu and trying to take over the ship?” Peter laughed. “We weren’t even tall enough to control it.”
The image made (Y/N) laugh too. A little buck tooth boy and a little girl in pigtails running an M-Ship by themselves.
“Yeah but now we’d make a good team. Two of the best trained thieves. Well, one of the best trained thieves and Starlord.” She joked.
“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Peter sat up in his seat and looked at (Y/N).
“Starlord and (Y/N), the galaxies greatest outlaws.” He smiled at her.
“(Y/N) and Starlord.” She corrected him.