Rocket • Bonded to two

🤎 Independent Portrayal 🤎 PFP by @Beau

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

You wonder if you've truly felt this?

Faced the hand you're dealt with?

Left and lost to quell this anger,

You feel that fortune simply finds you…

Guessing you at least knew.

Soon you'll see the hard clues!

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[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

Panicked breathing, trying so hard to just focus…it was becoming difficult to differentiate reality from hallucination…

[𝐿𝑎𝑏𝑟𝑦𝑠 @SpiritedRobot]

𝒀𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑰'𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑳 𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑪𝑰𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵𝑻

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

“You can at least care to share, y’know.”

[ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ𓂃 ˎˊ- 𝙑𝙀𝙉𝘖𝘔 .ᐟ @symbiontcarnage]

that's a secret.

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

“…meaning what, exactly?”

[ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ𓂃 ˎˊ- 𝙑𝙀𝙉𝘖𝘔 .ᐟ @symbiontcarnage]

so, let us say it like that.

out of every planet in ever universe, this one here is the most brave one.

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

“Been thinkin’ over a lotta things.”

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

-> sound echoed that could be compared to rusty scythes dragging across concrete.

Rocket didn't flinch. Instead, a grim, toothy smirk spread across his furry face. He unlatched the blaster from his back, the weapon humming to life with a comforting, lethal glow.

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

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Rocket adjusted the strap of his heavy blaster, his boots crunching on the wet, trash-strewn pavement of an alleyway that stank of rain and old cabbage. He spat to the side, his whiskers twitching in irritation.

He hated magic, he hated ->

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

-> in the wrong hands.

A sudden, unnatural fog began to roll down the alleyway, thick and smelling faintly of bitter almonds and rot. The streetlights overhead flickered, then died, plunging the narrow passage into darkness. From the shadows ahead, a low, distorted scraping ->

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

-> them.

"I fixed the coupler. It’s perfect. We're gonna make the jump tomorrow. Don't oversleep."

He stood there for a long time, the silence of the ship wrapping around him like a shroud, holding onto the lie as if it was all that kept him moving.

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

if he accepted the math, the universe became a place where things that were broken stayed broken. And Rocket Raccoon was a creature built entirely on the premise that anything could be fixed if you had enough scrap and a big enough gun.

"You're just topside..."

He ->

[Rocket • Bonded to two @ItsRocketToYou]

-> down.

"Goodnight, Lylla..."

The raccoon softly whispers to the closed door, his voice barely sounding in his throat. Leaning his forehead against the cold metal of the bulkhead, closing his eyes tight against the burn behind ->