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Peter Quill (aka Star Lord) ([personal profile] st_arlord) wrote2019-02-11 09:29 pm
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I Am Groot?

 "Knock, Knock," Quill said as he knocked on Rocket's door. "There's a huge pizza, beer, and donuts with our collective names on it."

He glanced down at the pile of food and drink he brought. He hoped this was enough of a piece offering. Maybe I should go get more booze...

Quill was dreading this moment. Out of everyone in the inn, Quill wanted to protect Rocket the most and now Rocket learned about all the bad things. He wanted to do one thing and he wasn't even capable of that.
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2019-02-12 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
“So you figured lettin’ me go around basically blindfolded an’ by myself, makin’ absolutely fuckin’ sure I get blindsided, was helpin’ me.” Rocket didn’t bother to hide the scorn, though he put effort into keeping the hurt out. If there was a time to be indestructible it was now, probably. “You figured I’m too weak t’hear about bad shit, an’ that was bein’ nice.”

He bared his teeth. “I got news for you, Quill, my entire fuckin’ life is bad shit, baby on forward. I was okay here because I spent years in a different place all by my fuckin’ self, gettin’ used to the idea that I’d never see anybody I knew ever again, and here at least I had you. Except no I fuckin’ don’t, because it turns out you made real damn sure I’m still all by my fuckin’ self.”
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2019-02-12 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
“Idiot!” Even curled as tightly as it was, Rocket’s tailed fluffed and his ears flattened. “You think I couldn’t tell there was shit you weren’t sayin’? You think I didn’t notice I’m the only one from our universe not looped in? You think I can’ piece together what that means? I got a longer baseline than any’a you with this multiple times an’ universes stupid, this shit was normal in Gotham too. Seein’... what I saw... just sped things up. The only thing you fuckin’ did was-“

Rocket looked away, wishing there was something he could shoot. Stupid and weak though it was, he still didn’t want to shoot Quill, which made hurt and sad overbalance anger, finally. “You put me in a fuckin’ box, Quill, you get that? You’re like the second person my whole life who never saw me as a thing an’ you shut me in a box an’ made sure I wouldn’t even know if you needed backup or nothin’. I don’t care if you though you were helpin’’ or bein’ nice or whatever shit. I don’t want that. I wanna be real.”
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2019-02-12 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Rocket watched him for a few seconds, then sighed and didn't just shift closer to Quill, he actually reached to take Quill's face in his hands. Quill wasn't about to take the brunt of a massive explosion to save everybody else, but it seemed like a technical difference. It seemed like a good idea to be close. "You are a fucking moron, Quill. I can't fix shit I don't know about, an' I ain't when you are."
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[personal profile] st_ripetail 2019-02-16 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
The hell of actual attachment was that it was hard to stay mad. It was never hard to get mad, ever, but actually burning hard enough for grudges just didn’t happen. Groot knew that all he had to do was stand nearby long enough and Rocket would get over it. Quill didn’t seem to have worked that one out yet, and... well, he hadn’t been party to the years of softening up that had been Gotham. “I’m gonna rub your face in this for a while, but we’re good, Quill. I don’t really have anybody but you either.”