peebs.

the Nova Corps made me unvelcro my peener when I got arrested for haphazard starship parking on Xander ...

guardians of the galussy....

He's a bit glad the Milano seems to have more security than the Baxter Building, somehow, these days.

shaking his element guns vigorously before splashing himself in the face with water shot from them. close enough. it's hot out, okay.

Stop telling people about my gun names, Martin Mystery—

No swimsuit, sorry. The Nova Corps also took that, in the war. Y'know how it is with space authorities, ruining all the fun.

Not even discussing how Nova Corps still won't return my cock after all these years. It must be cold by now, man.

It's a really great time to drink a latte without elaborating, explaining, or even speaking up about anything at all.

⊹.✮₊⋆ ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ❝ even stars sleep. ❞

Not back for realsies just needed something stupid out of the system. For health reasons.

ˢʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵗᵉʳ ᵒⁿ ᵐʸ ǫᵘᶦˡˡ ᵘⁿᵗᶦˡ ᶦ'ᵐ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀʀʏ

She stops in the middle of shearing a particularly wooly sheep. "It can't be..." The sun seems to flash for a moment before she feels an empty feeling. "Baihu..." She takes off her hat before chanting a prayer of peace and protectiom for his soul as he journeys among the stars.

A sharp ping on her heart… He’s no longer around…fuck… Right before tragedy strikes as well… May he rest peacefully and recover among the stars… She’s in a depressed mood now…

⊹.✮₊⋆ ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ❝ even stars sleep. ❞

Five levels underground in containment, still restrained and under surveillance... Wishing he was back on the beach with a cute cocktail right about now, but that's how life goes.

⠀ 𝕿𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝕯𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝕱𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ⠀

Had another day passed already in containment? It was impossible to tell. He couldn't look around or see anything besides the light. The aches, the lightheaded dizziness, the hunger pains that were leaving claw marks on his insides... hunger, that only intertwined with that... Would it leave him-

🌟// ooc feeling pressured to cook something for the Knull event since star-lord's not getting anything for season 3 .. </3

⊹.₊⋆★ ˎˊ ❝ day 4. ❞ [ #SunshineGetaway (from here) ]

It's probably fine, but don't take it from the guy underground being contained in a facility. ... Actually it's not fine at all. He's been feeling that presence since his Klyntar visit and it's been pissing him off.

Maybe the bright freaking lights are nice when the darkness won't go away---

Even under the intense lighting of the stark white walled room he was in, that incessant darkness is still gnawing..

He's starting to wonder. Maybe he's had it backwards this whole time. It wasn't the Guardians of the Galaxy that didn't deserve him - maybe it was him who didn't deserve the Guardians of the Galaxy. He wasn't deserving of being a Guardian, let alone a leader. ....

You know how it is, with bags, and being carried, in the night.

Wondering if it's too much to ask for some medical attention while they're keeping him contained.

Maybe he'll splurge and get a nice meal whenever he has time off. Maybe even pay off his tab at Mantlo's so he can get access to the hard-hitting booze on the menu again...

A depressing thought. The situation couldn't be any more bleak.

Now that he thinks on it, Peter Quill realizes that, if he does somehow manage to escape and not die after this, the chances of him getting a delicious steak is incredibly low, and the odds of him getting dragged into another cosmos-wide incident is extremely high in comparison.

But like. He could go for a steak right now, actually.

Most of all, he really regrets he couldn't have a damn good grilled barbecue steak on the beach before he had to abruptly leave. ... That's not really true but, like, if it was on his mind, it would definitely keep him wide awake in agony and mental torment over the regret and loss of it all.

Won't lie, he kind of misses his ship right about now. Sort of. Well, one of the several other things he's thinking of. Besides the obvious first-hand stuff.

They don't even have the fancy crepes underground.

After this blows over, maybe he will get around to getting a name change.

Lately, feels like him and Stark keep agreeing on things. Well, he would agree, if he was around.

Oblivious to the news. He's several levels underground, quite literally.

Terrible day to be a Peter on an island.

⊹.₊⋆★ ˎˊ ❝ day 4. ❞ [ #SunshineGetaway (from here) ]

They were too many steps behind, too late to uncover whatever was lurking below the surface of the island. He would've kicked himself for it, a guilt he'd carry for the rest of his life, for not gaining the courage to warn the others... Is probably what would have happened, had he witnessed the -

He's waiting !

Get out of bed, Luna! Is what he'd say. If he wasn't kidnapped.

Bright, white lights shining directly into his eyes. But as much as he tried to stir, tried to wake himself, a force seemed to hold him entirely still. Constraints of some kind? He's been in this kind of situation before. But he can't scream or move. Only fall back into a silent sleep. ...

Just don't take too long or it might be a forever nap—

He'll have a really nice nap in the meantime—

He's still missing.