Hibatasblog - Jolie’s Portrait Of Rocket

Two captains and one calm evening with songs from Awesome Mix on their Walkman through headphones for two.

Coming soon Not coming soon.

He put them in while they slept.

Cosmo: Rocket, where are the others right now?

Rocket: How should I know? D'ya think I put tracking chips on 'em or somethin'?

Cosmo:

Rocket: Yeah, okay, hold on. Lemme go get the tablet.

Cosmo: It is normal. I have one on Kraglin at all times.

My top 5 fave things to talk about.

1. Art, art history, visual languages and anything related. I’m an artist and teacher by trade, and I love all of this.

2. The Interview with the Vampire TV series… bring on the gays.

3. Traveling and anything to do with it.

4. My poodle. I am obsessed with her beautiful goofiness.

5. Rocket Raccoon, Black Jack O’Hare, & Petra Jane Quill. The Guardians and Rocket fan community are amazing, and I’ve made so many dear friends.

Thanks for the tag @whodoesnataliehave !

I was tagged to list 5 topics I could talk about for hours.

1. Yellowjackets all day every day!

2. Arcane ofc!

3. Music, esp Paramore or Lights but open to most things

4. Visual Art/Design/Comics/Graphic Novels etc

5. History and politics. I’m always about learning something new

No pressure tagging @firelilysky @mars-all-over @lais-a-ramos @lesbianforlottie @kings-paintbrush

and anyone else who wants to!

So fucking hyped for every single word. #reading goals list.

future projects.

november 2024 onward

part one | main masterlist

below you can find the stuff i am working on, in order of (hopeful) release date. i have a lot of simultaneous projects so these will be coming out slowly over the coming months. thank you for bearing with me ♡♡ you are better than bonfires and s'mores and fireflies.

november 2024

untitled Domestic Scenes in Space Travel finale. 18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | length pending | word count: pending. The Nineteenth & Twentieth Visits. Series Finale. based on Guardians of the Galaxy (2019).

unnamed cozy autumn oneshot tbd | rocket x tbd | ?? | word count: pending. tbd

december 2024

borealis additions tbd | rocket x tbd | ?? | word count: pending. tbd

january 2025

★♫｡°𝄞☕︎✎▤ other duties as assigned▤✎☕︎ 𝄞°｡♫★ 18+ only | rocket x f!oc | ?? | word count: pending. natasha romanoff is an administrative nightmare - a fact that does not go unnoticed by the (interim) captain of the milano. First she demands that the remaining two guardians of the galaxy be reachable via a primitive terran messaging system, and then she can't be bothered to read the frickin' emails. thank fuck she's hired a new assistant. mcu-based, slight au, begins five months post-snap; rocket x oc email romance/LDR (lol); slow burn + probable smut with feelings.

february 2025

love is blind: andromeda 18+ only | rocket x f!oc | 5 parts | word count: pending. rocket has broken out of twenty-three prisons. this one will be no different. slow burn + probable smut with feelings. mcu/comic medley (kinda au?)

earlier future projects...

part one | main masterlist

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Dies from just this one snippet.

attriage.⋆☁︎:･꧂preview

[anticipated 8/9] ❤︎‬❤︎‬

18+ only | rocket x f!oc | 17/40 | wip | wordcount: pending. masterlist, notes, & moodboard. ART: pearl's character design | pearl & rocket's bunk | heartspur scene chapter one. nemotia. art by @/frostedwitch

pearl is a brat. see below for warnings & notes.

She gasps and bucks beneath him with a little broken whine. “M’not fuckin’ done with you yet,” he growls against her as aftershocks ripple along her body. He feels her shiver at the threat. “Go on, pearl. Tell me about your little plan, huh?” “R-right now?” she squeaks weakly, and he huffs a warm breath of laughter against her. She whimpers and moans, knees bending like she wants to curl her legs right up around him to protect her poor little cunt from his mouth. Unfortunately for her, trying to close them up right now would only mean locking his head right where he wants it. He wishes she’d try — the thought of those pillowy thighs pressed snug against his cheeks when he fucks her with his mouth anyway, making her flail and cry? He’s hungry for her, all over again.  “Right now,” he croons, lapping his tongue once against her. She spasms against him, and exhales a shaky, wounded little noise. The soft, leathery pads of his fingertips trace her slit, then slide up to her clit. He paints the little nub in gossamer wetness till it shines. She shudders when he does, and he grins at the sight of her pussy, fluttering weakly. “Is my slutty little housewife too distracted to share all her big-brain ideas?”

from chapter eighteen. attriage. ❤︎‬❤︎ cicatrix masterlist.⋆☁︎:･꧂

a story about scars. two survivors learn about themselves, each other, hope, and the universe. a freakish little monster visits the high evolutionary’s bride on her wedding night. an adventure of intergalactic proportions ensues. aka raccoons make plans; the universe laughs.

WARNINGS for this chapter: so much smut. cunnilingus, d/s vibes, praise, slight degradation, use of “slut”/“whore”/”brat” (affectionate). edging, mentions of pussy-slapping. playful bites. overstim. aftercare. maybe a lil bit of top-drop.

fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬

banners & rose dividers by @/saradika-graphics pearl dividers by @/thecutestgrotto

I mean… I’m down to hear it, for sure. Your headcanons are my crack.

a brief eidos headcanon

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CONTEXT/WARNING: suggestive. mild recreation drug use, intox if you squint? this was noodling around in my brain & i’m trying to figure out if it’s something

like. eidos-rocket for sure smokes.

maybe world-tree-root, or a deep-space varietal of everbloom, or whatever. it takes you a while to figure out that’s why he always smells like campfire and ginger, mixed in with the pepper-cedar of the oil he uses for his fur and the almost-citrus scent of dark-matter engine-fuel

smokes and booze just fold themselves into the fabric of his life, so easily he barely notices. he’s not always got a cigarette clipped between his teeth — works with too many combustibles for that — but he likes to take the edge off when the situation allows.

and it’s not like smoking is his favorite thing. not even close. up till now, if a person had asked what he liked to do in his spare time, he’d say he prefers to blow shit up, work on the milano, and steal from snotty-rich skagheaps and scutbags.

but one random night between missions he manages to convince you to hang out with him at mantlo’s, and he realizes you’ve never smoked everbloom before. deviousness curls the corner of his mouth, and he finds himself flashing a fang before he can stifle the wickedness of his sharp grin. and by the time the night’s over, rocket’s realized he’s got a new favorite pastime after all:

shotgunning you in the dimly-lit backcorners of seedy knowhere bars

support banner by @/adornedwithlight | outer-space divider by @/enchanthings | moodboard by me! ♡

Soooo good guys. I died while reading this.

in the dark.

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18+ only MDNI | f!reader | no use of y/n | oneshot | 7,173 words. read in the dark now ♡༄.° ✈︎ ₊⭒˚｡⋆ see warnings below.

you've been trying to catch rocket's attention for ages. he needs a little convincing.

Primary Prompt: One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s. (#48)

Supplemental Prompt: Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss. (#12)

Supplemental Prompt: Tentative kisses given in the dark. (#44)

“Do you know what I want to do when we’re hanging out late in the cockpit alone?” you ask. Your nerves settle: resigned. You’d wanted to protect those moments — to make sure you could still come back to them as friends, even if he ended up turning down your advances. Now, sacrificing them seems like your only recourse. “Do you know what I think about in those moments?” In the dark, his ears flicker and flatten. He’s right: that you don’t have clear vision up here In the dark. You can still only guess what expressions are flickering across his face. “Kissing you,” you breathe against his whiskers. Do his ruby-cabochon eyes widen? It’s impossible to tell. Still, you sway toward him: closer. Your hands rise up — unbidden — to curl around his long, narrow jaw, and guide it up to yours. “Sometimes more.”

read more on ao3 ♡༄.° ✈︎₊⭒˚｡⋆

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CONTEXT/WARNINGS: mcu-inspired. pining. rocket is clueless. dirty daydreams. reader's being hella brave by taking the initiative with this clueless jackass, but she also second-guesses herself a lot. kissing. fellatio, cockwarming, accidental near-exhibitionism of the "almost-got-caught' variety. praise, use of petnames (especially "doll" and "dollface," love-confessions.

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I also have read all this author's books about Russia... for fun... shit... I'm a nerd....

I would just like to take this opportunity to remind everyone that Kashy Mcgra is first and foremost a huge fuckin nerd (with a history degree) who reads shit like this for fun

POC need to be acknowledged!

hey black men, yall are so important and ethereal

I adore this. I can totally see Rocket rocking some kid-sized sneaker skates… 🚀 🦝 👟

Rocket: Hey! Tall people! If we're walkin' together, please take into consideration my tiny legs! I can't keep up with you! Please think of my tiny legs — I don't wanna be joggin' to keep up with your leisurely stroll, you FUCKING TITANS!

Peter: Just get a pair of roller skates and hang onto my sleeve! We don't have all day.