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text; un: gamora
A Public Service Announcement:
Star-Lord is the handsomest, funniest, most modest guy around with the sweetest singing voice and the sickest dance moves. It’s an absolute privilege and delight to call him a friend. My days are enriched for knowing him and fuller for speaking with him.
Everyone adores him. They think he’s a righteous dude.
P.S. – Gamora, you shouldn’t leave your comm lying around unlocked. xoxo Star-Lord
Star-Lord is the handsomest, funniest, most modest guy around with the sweetest singing voice and the sickest dance moves. It’s an absolute privilege and delight to call him a friend. My days are enriched for knowing him and fuller for speaking with him.
Everyone adores him. They think he’s a righteous dude.
P.S. – Gamora, you shouldn’t leave your comm lying around unlocked. xoxo Star-Lord
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[ Because unlike Peter's tendency to drag Gamora into his selfies, she surreptitiously takes pictures for herself when she's convinced Peter isn't paying attention – or when she can pass it off as doing something else on her comm. ]
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Like, embarrassing ones?
If you've got ones of me sleeping, I demand you delete those right now.
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[ Does he drool??? Is she just messing with him???? Who knows.
But at least that's confirmation enough that, no, they aren't pictures of him sleeping. ]
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[ ... maybe. ]
How do you even have those? You never take pictures of me.
[ That he's seen, anyway. Obviously he can't rule out the possibility that she just has photos in general, so maybe she, like, caught a bit of his elbow or his ear in something while he wasn't paying attention? ]
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[ That was an integral part of being an assassin, after all.
And because she takes a modicum of pity on him, he'll receive a text message shortly that includes a picture of Peter with Ducky while he'd been gathering up fruit for them to eat in the jungle. ]
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(It's going to be something weird. Him mid-sneeze? Him stuffing his face? Him mid-speech with his face twisted all funny?)
Oh. It's the bird thing. Peter blinks at it, a mixture of surprised and totally relieved. ]
Why didn't you just ask to take a photo?
[ there is almost no universe where he would've said no, after all. ]
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[ And because she's convinced he would have been insufferable about it and gone on and on, and—
She likes catching him in moments where he isn't blustering and cocky. She likes seeing Peter without pretenses – even if that happens to be him carrying on a conversation with a silly bird. ]
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[ And he does. Usually because he doesn't go about it surreptitiously, like Gamora apparently does. He just takes out his device, flips the camera around, and mugs like hell.
Which means, obviously, that when he wants to get one of the others in it, he either waits for one of them to notice and react appropriately (either by flipping off the camera or smiling awkwardly or moving out of frame). Tacit permission, sure, but it still counts. ]
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[ That totally doesn't count. ]
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[ A pause, then, ]
Did you not realize that was an option?
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... I assumed you would take them anyway.
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[ Peter takes a second to scrub his face, then, ]
You could've just told me not to, man. I thought it was cool.
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If it bothered me that much, I would have just broken your communicator.
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Should I delete them?
[ They're just quick selfies, obviously. Little posed pictures with Gamora wearing strained, impatient looks on her face, but still. ]
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No. You can keep them.
[ ... Strangely, she doesn't actually sound begrudging of that offering. ]
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[ Look at how generous she's being! ]
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Okay.
But like, next time, if you don't want me to take a pic, you can just say so. It's not like it's gonna break my heart if you get up and leave.
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[ It... bothers her a lot less than she thought it might. ]
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He sighs.
Then, ]
I can explain about the Kevin Bacon thing, by the way.
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All right. Go ahead.
[ Get to the explainin'. ]
private; voice, @star-lord
And maybe this will be weird, that Peter is quickly switching to a private line, but this is. Treading into the weirdly personal, and considering Rocket has been going around and gossiping about Peter behind his back and that this is still a public network, where half the folks on here seem to be waiting for some kind of bloodbath (the sadists), Peter's feeling a little paranoid. ]
Footloose was a film. [ to the surprise of absolutely no one. ] I saw it when I was a kid, and it's, like, one of my favorites of all time.
I wasn't lying about what happened in it. There's still a town with a bunch of jerks who banned dancing, and Kevin Bacon still basically, like, breathed life into a town full of folks who just kinda didn't know what to do with themselves. They were seriously damaged and depressed, and, you know. Miserable.
You following me?
private; voice, @gamora
I'm following.
Why did you say that it was a legend?
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[ And he says it lightly, with that bare thread of self-deprecation that betrays that he's not really joking, as much as it might seem like it. ]
You wouldn't have listened to me if I had said— [ And he adopts a nasally sort of pitch. The Nerd Voice. ] "Hey, there's this really cool movie from Earth that I saw as a kid."
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She listened because it sounded significant. It sounded like a part of a world that Peter had left behind, and it was... important to him.
Even if an entire town with "sticks up their butts" sounded beyond absurd. ]
You're right. But why did you love it so much?
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