i had a pretty cool dad

“i could say the same thing. my dad was a celestial, kind of like a god.” there’s a hint of a smug grin across his face, despite everything, he still likes describing himself as kind of like a demi-god. “wait- you can do that? you could put an entire dimension in a bag?”

“a few...times- we’re gettin’ off subject here. how’d you get to be a lord of time? i’m lookin’ to expand my horizons, i’ve already got stars in the bag. not literally... that would be pretty cool though. scientifically impossible, but cool.”

“time lord, huh? how many times have you saved the galaxy?”

hey there! do you like Sensitive White Boys™? no? how about a sensitive white boys with celestial heritage who kicks ass then listens to cat stevens when he’s done? still no? how about a boy who uses trash panda as part of his every day vocabulary? then boy, do i have a treat for you. a treat located on a sideblog, as he’s a test muse, you will be followed back by atomgun. like/reblog this if you would be interested in writing with a peter quill (star lord) from guardians of the galaxy!