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“Tell me again why we have to visit Xandar?” Gamora asked, her attitude far below the happy level. Peter had told the Guardians he had to stop by the capital planet for “personal reasons”, but they weren’t buying it for a second. Especially not the assassin who was trained to question anything.“Don’t worry about it.” The ex-junked replied. “We’re just dropping by to meet an old friend. It’ll only take a minute.”“Last I checked, you ain’t got any friends, Quill.” Rocket cut in from the side. “You was raised by Yondu and his boys, and they ain’t ‘friend’ material. ‘Sides, none of’em are on Xandar anyway.”“I am Groot.”“You’re right, that was...

As she had been given her answer, _____ could feel her heart sink from her chest to the bottom of her feet. “You really seem to know a lot about the life and traditions of the royals.” she said with a shaky voice. Astrid just giggled and shook her head. “I should, it's what I live for.” she answered calmly as she put the comb down and started to divide ____'s now glossy and tangle free (h/c) hair into sections. “My mother was the personal trell to the previous queen, everything I know, I have learned from her, as she had learned everything from the trell before her.” Astrid explained as she started to braid the future queen's hair. _____ t...

Backstab. Five minutes earlier. "Any news from the mines?" Halverson said on the phone. "Negative sir." The communications expert responded. "This friggen' electrical interference hasn't gone away. I can't get anything on the radio." "Is the McKinney still okay?" Halverson questioned. He was referring to the McKinney Quantum Communication Device. Utilizing two 'entangled' particles, the device could send a message instantly, no matter the distance. Whenever one particle was manipulated, the other would instantly change with it, effectively serving as the only means of FTL communications. The system was still painfully slow however, and ...

My dearest Curlylock,How have you been getting on? I haven’t heard from you in...well, I’ve never heard back from you. I wanted to write you and tell about my new job. I am writing as the new history teacher at T. S. Baker school. You’d probably say I shouldn’t be, but I am extremely nervous about it. But enough about me! I read your blog the other day, very impressive. I never knew that stuff about tobacco ash but it was very interesting.Hope to hear from you soon, (Y/n) P.s. How has My been? She stared up at the little cottage with butterflies in her stomach. Her eyes fluttered between the crinkled letter in her hands and the ivy covered...

   Sherlock X Reader: Revenge- Chapter 1      Your life hadn’t been an easy one and you often wondered how different things would have been if it had been easy. You were raised by a family whose profession was performing; performing in a circus if you wanted to be specific. From a very young age you were used to being in front of crowds. You were extremely flexible and agile but also cunning. You grew up and things got a little more complicated. Your parents owed money to a man and their inability to pay him back in time caused their deaths. Tragic deaths that you would give anything to forget.You grew up being raised by a women who wasn’t...

Sherlock had needs.John didn't realize this, he didn't realize that Sherlock was a person let alone needed things like affection or love.But, that was just it. Sherlock didn't need affection, he needed John's affection and he had struggled for the past year and a half that he had known this wonderful man to keep him close.John was a difficult love, or more or less obsession as it was becoming. The consulting detective had the urge to be around him contantly, he wanted to be at his work and in his room when the door was locked and on his dates. That was, perhaps what had drove the detective so insane, the dates. Sherlock could handle work o...