"Kraglin." The Centaurian's voice held a warning. "Yondu." He parroted back in the same tone. "Obfonteri. Give. Me. Tha drawin's." Kraglin knew he was risking an arrow to the gut, but the curiosity was eating him. "Why?" "Because tha rest are o' you!" The Centaurian blurted, his jaw snapped shut with a click.

The direct sequal to "The Misadventures of Fang Undonta" Yondu and Kraglin need assistance, but the call for help brings Stakar Ogord and his crew who's help they need. but his presence threatens the Udonta Family

The Guardians all bear the burden of their losses after Ego's near-total annihilation. Fearing nothing could be worse, a new foe begins to stir up trouble (a foe not so different from Ego himself). Meanwhile, Rocket feels a call in the cosmos from someone long lost to him. This time, will the Guardians be on the verge of saving or destroying the galaxy?

"The universe seems neither benign nor hostile, merely indifferent."

this the story of how i became a guardian it's first one shot enjoy!

When Peter falls ill, he insists it's no big deal. His team, however, disagree, especially when they find out about a volatile little Terran organ called an appendix. Conclusion up now! Thanks everyone, it's been a wild ride!

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What will happen when little girl crosses Ronan's path over victory

One minute she's living the dream, the next minute she's fighting to live. A terrifying encounter with Ronan the Accuser will forever change her life - and the universe - in ways neither could have predicted. Her life just became a lot more complicated, but she's never backed down from a challenge before. (GOTG, Loki, Avengers, Captain Marvel)

When Peter makes a flippant comment that Yondu and Kraglin are a completely vanilla old married couple, the pair decide to spice up their sex life with mixed results.

Kraglin was definitely a keeper, Yondu knew that much for sure.

In which Kraglin is bone tired and Yondu just wants to bone.

In which Yondu thinks Kraglin can't dance and Kraglin – oh boy – Kraglin proves him *so* wrong.

He tapped him in the side of the face with the pistol, "Wakey, shaky, gutter rat!" Yondu stepped back as the man's body tensed and his head shot up. A snarl burst forth from between razor sharp gritted teeth and a long leg kicked out viciously. The Centaurian chuckled. "Still got some fight left in ya, huh?" "Where tha fuck am I!" The voice was equal parts panic and anger.

Kraglin really should've asked first.

Yondu despises many things, the word nice is one of them. It leads to places in his brain he'd rather let die. Of course, Kraglin breezes by him and all of that goes to shit.

Yondu surveyed the hot tub with it's essential oils and froofy bubbles and smirked, "Now all we need is a rubber duck."

There were many rules to being a Ravager. They got a code, see? The *Eclector* also has rules. The rule at the very tippy top of that list is – no one was allowed in the captain's cabin. At least that's what Kraglin thought.

Comedy one-shot. Quill and Rocket have to bail Groot out after one of his shenanigans go wrong.

What if the power stone had a sentient mind of its own? What if it lodged itself in the chest of a young woman with very unique powers? The last thing Rocket expects when he visits a bar to blow off steam is meeting her.

There was something about it - something special he couldn't quite put a damn finger on, but the way Kraglin's lips tugged to one side revealing those horribly sharp teeth, and sheer good humour in his eyes made everything in Yondu's brain short circuit and shut the fuck up. Or The 5 Times Yondu realised he was in love with Kraglin & the one time he realises Kraglin loves him back.

Yondu hadn't seen the sun for weeks, but through the smog of the city he spies a sign for a diner and decides on a whim to go in. It was the best decision he's ever made.

He writhes on the bed like a snake, as Kraglin's hands dance over his thick thighs, digging through softness and kneeding the strong muscles. "Tell me what'cha want baby." Yondu tries to force words passed his lips, but all that comes out is a growling click.

Then the rest of the sentence filters through his conscious and Kraglin feels his jaw drop, "Wit' ma -" "Hand down ma pants, yeah. Were about ta have yerself a good ol' grope, 'fore ya zonked out." There's a mischievous look on Yondu's face, like he's enjoying the hell out of this conversation.

In which the captain propositions his first mate.