Pools of love (Gwenpool x male reader)

Lucky twice

Ebony's pride gets the better of him as he is not quick enough to stop Spider-Man webbing his hands to his chest.

Ebony Maw: What on-

She-Hulk delivers a devastating punch to Maw's temple, however, due to the emotional shock of Ebony's treatment of Captain America: She-Hulk lost control of herself and the blow killed Maw in his tracks. She recoils in shock as she realises what she has done.

She-Hulk: Oh no...

Corvus sees this and shakes Gwen off of him. He begins to run away and calls for his tractor beam.

Y/n: Oh no you don't...

Y/n runs after him despite the calls of his allies, meaning that he is caught in the tractor beam- taking both Y/n and Corvus into The Sanctuary II.

Gwenpool: Y/N!

The heroes regroup and explain their seperate failures. Johnny flies the corpse of Ebony Maw back to the Baxter Building at the request of Mr. Fantastic. Reed wanted to examine the foreign anatomy.

Spider-Man: Corvus took Y/n?

Gwenpool: Not really, he ran after him.

Wasp: Oh God. Is there anything we can do for him?

Gwenpool: Not that I can think of. But there are some other people I need to call, they might be in danger.

Back in space: Corvus and Y/n tumble across the floor of The Sanctuary II. Corvus stands and growls at Y/n.

Corvus Glaive: You are becoming extremely irritating.

Glaive swings his weapon at Y/n who rolls under it and makes distance between himself and Corvus. He shoots a bullet at his adversary who deflects it with little effort.

Corvus Glaive: You will not get lucky twice.

He leaps at Y/n. Across the galaxy: someone ends a phone call with a friend.

Peter Quill: Okay, thanks Gwen. Yeah, we'll take care. Bye.

Quill returns to the rest of his team in a bar on Knowhere, Drax and Rocket are drunk and betting on an Orloni fight.

Drax: YES! My Orloni has won, as I do in all things! Now, let's put more of this liquid into our bodies!

Rocket Raccoon: THAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU'VE SAID THAT HASN'T BEEN BATSHIT CRAZY!

Drax and Rocket slam their cups together as the crowd around them cheers. Peter sits down with Gamora, Groot and Nebula.

Nebula: Who was on your communicator?

Peter Quill: It was Gwen, she warned me that Thanos was back and we should watch out for-

???: Guardians of The Galaxy!

The team (including the wasted Drax and Rocket) rush outside the bar to find another of Thanos' children.

Proxima Midnight: Thanos requires Gamora and Nebula, give them to me and I will leave in peace. If not, well...

Proxima activates her weapon- a spear that could also fire energy blasts from the blunt edge.

Proxima Midnight: You will have me to deal with.

Peter Quill: That deal doesn't sound so good to me, Smurfette.

Proxima Midnight: I'll give you one last chance, Terran.

A drunken Rocket stumbles towards Proxima, spouting nonsense.

Rocket Raccoon: Listen lady, we've already got one bitchy blue chick on our ship. We don't need another crapsack hogging the bathroom when Shitzilla already lives with us.