Rocket Raccoon
@subject89p13.bsky.social
The best flarkin’ Weapons Specialist in the galaxy.
Pinned
“Why does my beer taste weird—
Ah, flark me.”
Ah, flark me.”
August 18, 2025 at 12:40 PM
“Why does my beer taste weird—
Ah, flark me.”
Ah, flark me.”
August 14, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Sounds like Blue Boy was hoping.
August 12, 2025 at 9:54 PM
Sounds like Blue Boy was hoping.
Stealing cause why not?
August 12, 2025 at 8:24 PM
Stealing cause why not?
He’s blaring music and using a drill on some piece of metal. The perfect late night activities.
August 12, 2025 at 1:52 AM
He’s blaring music and using a drill on some piece of metal. The perfect late night activities.
“No?????” He grumbled, flipping off the stranger. “Beat it before I flark you up.”
August 2, 2025 at 4:53 PM
“No?????” He grumbled, flipping off the stranger. “Beat it before I flark you up.”
“Put me down or I’ll… do sumthin’ to ya.” He’s slurring his words, hanging limply.
Picking the raccoon up from the nape of his clothes.
"You smell very flammable today, my friend!"
"You smell very flammable today, my friend!"
Laying flat on his back, surrounded by bottles.
It’s been a rough night.
It’s been a rough night.
August 2, 2025 at 2:53 PM
“Put me down or I’ll… do sumthin’ to ya.” He’s slurring his words, hanging limply.
Laying flat on his back, surrounded by bottles.
It’s been a rough night.
It’s been a rough night.
August 1, 2025 at 1:42 PM
Laying flat on his back, surrounded by bottles.
It’s been a rough night.
It’s been a rough night.
“Somebody shut that brat up before I have to.”
July 30, 2025 at 7:23 PM
“Somebody shut that brat up before I have to.”
“You milked Johnny?????”
"I've always been partial to Johnny Storms Blueberry milk."
July 30, 2025 at 1:43 PM
“You milked Johnny?????”
“There’s nothin’ I can’t fix!”
July 29, 2025 at 6:34 PM
“There’s nothin’ I can’t fix!”
Well, you can’t. They’re banned exotic pets under Nova Corp. proclamation 22-Zeta-Delta-Bravo-3.
It would take someone with a lot of guts getting a lot of money from you to bring one of them here.
It would take someone with a lot of guts getting a lot of money from you to bring one of them here.
. . .
i would like to see one.
i would like to see one.
Those are the blob things from the Peraxian system.
July 29, 2025 at 2:12 AM
Well, you can’t. They’re banned exotic pets under Nova Corp. proclamation 22-Zeta-Delta-Bravo-3.
It would take someone with a lot of guts getting a lot of money from you to bring one of them here.
It would take someone with a lot of guts getting a lot of money from you to bring one of them here.
Those are the blob things from the Peraxian system.
what is a labubu?
July 29, 2025 at 2:09 AM
Those are the blob things from the Peraxian system.
Should’ve let me buy it.
July 28, 2025 at 3:48 PM
Should’ve let me buy it.
“My flarkin’ fur’s standing on end, which means Storm’s near.”
July 28, 2025 at 3:32 PM
“My flarkin’ fur’s standing on end, which means Storm’s near.”
Ain’t that Tony Stank?
July 26, 2025 at 8:33 PM
Ain’t that Tony Stank?
Give him a plate.
And he better not skimp on the syrup or the Sentinels won’t be the only thing Scott has to worry about.
And he better not skimp on the syrup or the Sentinels won’t be the only thing Scott has to worry about.
July 24, 2025 at 2:46 PM
Give him a plate.
And he better not skimp on the syrup or the Sentinels won’t be the only thing Scott has to worry about.
And he better not skimp on the syrup or the Sentinels won’t be the only thing Scott has to worry about.
Those buncha goodie-two-shoes? I’d rather work alone.
(Or he’s pouting cause he didn’t get an invite.)
(Or he’s pouting cause he didn’t get an invite.)
I think you need a temporary replacement team then.
How about emailing the Avengers?
How about emailing the Avengers?
I do. Buncha flarkin’ lazy waste-of-spaces.
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
July 23, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Those buncha goodie-two-shoes? I’d rather work alone.
(Or he’s pouting cause he didn’t get an invite.)
(Or he’s pouting cause he didn’t get an invite.)
I do. Buncha flarkin’ lazy waste-of-spaces.
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
Wait, is it your ship? Didn't you have a crew?
Well, here's the 40, I'm invading your fridge.
Well, here's the 40, I'm invading your fridge.
Says the alien goo man.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
July 23, 2025 at 3:42 PM
I do. Buncha flarkin’ lazy waste-of-spaces.
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
They’re on a trip while I’m working my tail off!
Says the alien goo man.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
Right now? forty bucks. Wasn't expecting to find a space visitor honestly.
Depends on how much you got.
July 23, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Says the alien goo man.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
Sure, forty bucks and you can eat whatever protein packs are in there.
Don’t trash my ship.
Depends on how much you got.
Do you accept American currency?
Got some protein packs. But they ain’t free.
July 23, 2025 at 1:50 AM
Depends on how much you got.