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Otherwordly Meme

Sometimes all you need is a word to spark off an idea.

1. Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you may have (no shipping, no smut, etc.)

2. Leave the comment blank or post a word or two in the body.

It may also help if you list scenarios you would like to play.

3. Reply to other people, either with words you picked out, or words they posted as prompts for a thread.

( A cleanup of the previous Otherwordly Meme. )

Comments

[footloosing]

And I am known for killing. [She's just saying, this will go down awesomely.]

You have water. Both in the towel and in the glass. Now you need to sleep, correct? [And then, because it just occurred to her:] I could leave, if that would make sleep come easier.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Ostensibly, it would, but--

Peter kind of likes the company. He sort of doesn't want her to leave, but that's kind of a weird thing to say, isn't it? "Please, Gamora, sit there staring at me while I lie here, sick and sweaty and gross."

That'd be weirdly needy and clingy.

He licks his lips and tries to sound as casual as possible. ]

You can stay. If you want. Or not. It's-- you know. Up to you.

[footloosing]

You have always been a master as pushing away any kind of blame, even if it's over dumb questions like this.

[She crosses her arms over her chest and slightly slumps down on the chair, ostensibly making herself comfortable. Staring at a sick sweaty Quill isn't her favorite way to pass the time but Quill is weak right now, something she never expected. And being weak is a liability.

That's her reasoning and she's sticking to it.]

Is there no calming music in that machine of yours?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He breathes out a quiet laugh, and the correction is automatic: ]

Cassette player.

[ Yondu had gifted him the ship when he was around twenty, which was a surprise in itself. The bigger surprise, though, was that the Centaurian had somehow salvaged a working tape deck and wired the ship for sound. He had also grumbled about the trouble it took to find the thing, how primitive and difficult the technology was to work with, and that Peter most certainly owed him for the trouble, starting with this job--

Little things like that made Peter's relationship with the man extra confusing.

Peter hauls himself up into a sitting position, snagging his Walkman from the nightstand to pop out Awesome Mix, Volume 1. He slides it into place in the tape deck installed in his wall and through muscle memory, he fast forwards the tape to 10cc's "I'm Not in Love." After that, he eases himself back down. ]

Mean, it though. There are better things to do than wait for me to pass out.

[footloosing]

[Apparently she doesn’t look the part of someone who isn’t moving so she rests her feet on the edge of the bed, too, giving Quill a ‘try to kick me out’ kind of glare. The music is pleasant, she’s pretty sure she’s heard it before in Quill’s endless loop of ‘awesome’ music. It was a weird thing to get used to (Thanos hadn’t exactly raised her with tons of music) but she thinks she would miss it now if it were gone.

Eventually though the lyrics makes her squint. And she glares at the Walkman.]

He is lying.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ The comment makes him glance up at her, and he-- sort of smiles, breathing out another laugh. ]

Yeah, you're not wrong.

[ He licks his lips wiping at his forehead again. ]

It's more like he's denial, though. Lying to himself and to her. Probably some weird macho thing about not wanting to reveal he has feelings.

[footloosing]

[She considers that. She will remember she's supposed to let him sleep the sickness away in a moment, but for now:]

He does not want to appear weak in front of her. If he admits his feelings whoever he loves will use them to their advantage, manipulate him and perhaps hurt him.

They must be a fierce warrior.

[nostalgiabomb]

No, no. That's-- no.

[ He tries not to laugh again, figuring that would just annoy her. Instead, he chews on his lip, then flops onto his side to face her. ]

I guess you're kind of right. He's probably afraid of getting hurt. But at the heart of it, he probably just doesn't want to admit to himself that he could feel so strongly about a person. That kinda vulnerability can be dangerous, sure, but not because the other person can manipulate it or whatever.

It's more like-- [ He pauses, and he stares off at a spot somewhere above Gamora's shoulder, on the opposite wall. ] It's like, if he falls in love with this person, would that make him look weak?

[footloosing]

[Not laughing is a good call. She might be confused by Terran ways but she is not stupid, and she really hates when Quill makes her feel so for not getting something right away. Not that he does it on purpose, she knows that. But it’s not something she’s used to.]

Love is a weakness. But it is also a strength. I knew love in Nebula, she was a sister to me. I know love in your friendship. Love gave me the strength to die among my friends and fight for a planet we saved.

So he is lying and stupid.

[As she says those words, she gets the feeling she will regret them. Maybe not now, but she knows there’s something she’s not quite grasping that applies to herself.]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ "Love in your friendship," huh? Peter's mouth twitches up in something like a smile. He kinda figured she'd drop try to let him down easy, one of these days, and that she'd drop the F-bomb on him.

Friends.

There's a sort of hollow ring to it, Peter thinks, but he'll take it, because of course he will. He likes Gamora. More than he should, probably, and that took a long time to admit to himself. But, hey, if she's not interested, then she's not interested. They're friends and teammates, first and foremost, and he's not going to let that change, just because he's stupid enough to develop feelings.

So he tips his head, acknowledging her point, and he laughs a little. ]

Yeah. He's definitely an idiot. I think he must know that, too.