Jacked Rocket
"halfworld-- the planet rocket is from, star-lord." it still took quill a minute. "oh... so--- oh! really? well okay then... i guess we'd better get ready for some guests then.
Rocket’s solution to stress
I will turn on the dungeons and halfworlder podcast. i waited for you… what? no.
A Long Forgotten Love
Author's note: this takes place directly after the b-story in the annihilators volume 1 4-part series. spoilers in the series, rocket raccoon heads back to halfworld, his home planet, for reasons.
Warm Up 048 RocketsFullHouse
Relay was smaller than either of the two halfworlders, so he had to lean up on his dull-clawed toes, tail swishing above his plump butt as he made out with the older male. rocket couldn’t speak.
Don't Lie To Me
Do all halfworlders share your view?" "s'not that," rocket retorted, rubbing his eyes. "it's coz of this. this very thing! pinnin' me...rubbing me up, n' shit. i can't...if people knew i was into guys, it's...fair game, right?
Downtime [A Rocket Raccoon FanFiction]
She never did find anything substantial - save for an old map, said to have originated from halfworld.
Rocket and the Imp - Chapter One
Can they work together to piece together their past and save the lost souls of halfworld, or will they succumb to the dark forces of a mystical beast and a crazed rabbit? an excessively explicit love story.
Living with Rocket 3 (GOTG slice of life, G rated)
halfworld research center destroyed by reactor explosion, read the headline. 'sole survivor fled when alarm sounded, authorities baffled.' there was more, but rocket folded it and set it aside.
Like No Other in The Galaxy
He had spent all his life since he escaped halfworld feeling as if he was just a monster. he wasn't born like everyone else. no mother, no father, no childhood. he only had memory of pain and misery from it all. if it hadn't been for groot...
Rocket Raccoon: Harvest!
This was the area most similar to earth on the planet of halfworld.
Rocket’s Delight
Small and not so imposing, the raccoon was still a prime example of a halfworlder. his fur was well-groomed by most standards, and his muscles were maintained with an adequate diet.
Unique -or- “Ain't No Thing Like Me”
The only guess anyone had was halfworld. but, after a short visit there, it had been clear he didn't belong. the natives weren't of paramount interest, though. there was something wrong about this whole world.