Marvel|| Star-lord x Male!Reader- Junkies

Star-Lord x Male!Reader- Junkies


You let the door creek open after you nudged it, the sound echoing throughout the tomb. It was abandoned for several decades before you decided to go on a junk run. You thought it would be bolted shut, but it looked as if someone picked it. You walked in, not caring about who or what was in here. You could handle yourself. You kicked away the weird space rats, looking down at a moat where sinister things lurked in the murky waters. You kicked a space rat down, and an ugly head came up and snatched the squeaking morsel out of the air, slithering back to whence it came.

Hmm. Now to get over this thing. You tapped your temple, remembering your rocket boosters. Clicking them on, you sailed over the canyon and onto the other side, clicking them off as soon as you reached the edge. You felt your body begin to fall, and you quickly rolled forward and onto the rocky floor.

You looked down at your hand as it began to quickly lose its warmth, and saw a thick stream of blood flowing down your hand. "Well, shit. Being Terran kinda sucks, you bleed a lot." You mumbled to yourself, getting up and brushing off your knees with your non-bleeding hand, and grabbed an extra sock from inside your jacket, wrapping it around your bleeding hand and tying it tightly.

Looking straight ahead, you continued on your original quest; jumping over dead space rats and avoiding the skeletons of different space species you considered human anyways. Reaching an enormous, slightly ajar door, you came to a stop and slid your blaster from its holster, pointing it into the room before poking your head in. "Gotta be cautious, readers. We both know that we don't want to die. Especially not me, I'm kinda like my own person but you guys can sorta fill in my shoes, right?" Stepping lightly, you saw a man at the end of the hallway, taking headphones off his ears as he stared at an object held within a magnetic field of some sorts.

"Got here just in time, ladies and gentleman. When he gets it out of there -which we know he will, we've seen the movie- I'mma take it from him. Deadpool told me people were reading my every move." You hid behind a pillar close to the action, watching as he set down some weird device on the floor. "See?" You mumbled. "You just did it. Read my movements." It pulled the orb towards it, slowly breaking the shield until it was finally free and lying in the center of the triangular device. Some weird space tech.

You nearly shit your jeans as minions of Ronan entered the room, pointing big looking guns at Peter. "You've obviously seen the movie." You mumbled during their conversation, a smirk worming its way on your lips. "But this isn't in it." You came out from behind the pillar to assist Peter in killing the turtles, and you ran past the cyborg and jumped out the hole they made.