rooker-character-fics:

Yondu was a tits and ass man, especially when they were
curvy and grabbable as he put it. You discovered quite by accident that showing
your tits off somehow could get you pretty much anything you wanted out of him.

“Yondu?”

“Yeah Darlin’?” He turned to face you as you fingered the
jewel on the chain hanging from your neck, it had settled right in the valley
of your breasts drawing his eyes.

“Do you think this is too flashy?”

He didn’t. The Broker sold him the jewel right there and you
wore it every day.

One evening you reclined in your bed, completely naked with
the sheet pulled up over your shoulders while you watched him pace back and forth
in your room snarling at the holopad in his hands. He’d been surly all evening
and ignoring you. Pulling the sheet down to uncover one breast you called his
name.

“Yeah?” He snapped when he turned to look at you and the anger
drained out of his face as he watched your finger run lightly over the curve of
your breast.

He forgot whatever it was that had pissed him off for a few
hours after that while you had some of the most amazing sex of your relationship.

One mission you had stopped over on a planet which had a
fluffier version of dogs that never got bigger than ten pounds. He told you in
no uncertain terms that you could not bring one on board the Eclector. Unzipping
your leather vest to the point your breasts were almost spilling out you turned
to him with one of the fuzzy little creatures in hand.

He named the puppy Lucky.

You discovered, quite by accident as well, that he knew
exactly what you were doing. On one mission on a deserted planet to retrieve a
jewel you came across a large geode weighing probably thousands of pounds with
stunning multi-colored gemstones that flashed in the light. When you turned to
look at him he had one hand covering his eyes and he was pointing the other at
you.

“Don’t show me yer tits Darlin’. We can’t lug that thing on
board,” he told you.

Crossing your arms over your chest, underneath your breasts
so they were pushed up and out you stood there until he looked at you.

He did in fact have that geode lugged on board.

teamlronman:

silvershewolf247:

sevi007:

rex101111:

sevi007:

byeronman:

if yondu were still alive then that battle in wakanda would’ve ended in five minutes tops while no diggity played in the background

They had to kill him off because he was way too powerful.

He’d just shot an arrow through Thanos mid self agrandizing monolog and then everyone would stare at him and he would just go:

“What? You think I’d miss a target that Damn big n’ purple?”

And Peter would just start laughing, incredulous and relieved and joyful, everyone would start talking over each other – disbelieving, demanding answers (Who is that smurf and why did nobody mention the freaking surefire kill?!) – the Guardians shrug or laugh or facepalm in varying degrees.

And Yondu grins a crooked, yellowed grin and shakes his head, wondering when self-declared gods would finally learn not to come after his family.

Quill: “That’s my dad!”

Tony: “I now have several more questions”

Quill: The same way you’re Parker’s dad

Tony: I have one less question