Summary ! Headcannons of supergirl! Reader x star lord
Warnings ! 18+, sfw, slight nsfw, ooc?
Authors note! I saw a tik tok regarding this ship and had to write something, it’s kinda messy lmk if yall want more!
You both are an interesting pair
You were captured by someone, who realized you were the last surviving daughter of Krypton and locked you in a red-sun-radiated glass cell to neutralize your powers.
The guardians were already there anyway
Peter finds you first, you were weak but managed to left your head. but you look him dead in the eye and tell him exactly which wire to rip and destroy the red sun lamps. The moment he pulls the wire, the glass shatters as your powers flood back.
“Whoaa I am never drinking on this planet again..” wait what..? That’s the first thing you say after being released.
It definitely wasn’t meet cute, the guards immediately storm in and start shooting at you both Peter shocked as you use your body as a shield before he realizes you are not affected by the attack.
You fly out him out and run into the other guardians who see you with Peter and immediately draw their weapons but a disheveled Peter tells them to stand down.
After an intense battle with you by their side, you guys win really quickly.
You and nebula hit it off well.
Expect drax to show off your heatvision to anyone gets aggressive; which Peter will have to pull you both from a nasty situation.
You both share a deep bond over Earth pop culture. Peter is ecstatic to find someone who actually understands his 1980s references, Kevin Bacon, and retro music.
He makes you custom playlists. They feature a mix of his favorite classic rock and upbeat pop songs that match your bright, flying energy.
You tell him about your past and your planet being destroyed while having to raise your already older cousin; Peter shares his story with his mom and celestial dad.
He falls first and harder
Because you get your power from yellow sunlight, Peter maps out planets with the brightest, purest stars just so you two can have quiet, romantic picnics while you recharge.
You fight messy and rough; you become draxs favorite and nebulas yet she doesn’t admit it.
Mantis would be the one to mention Peter’s feelings for you first even though you already suspected due to his heart rate always spiking with you near.
He shows off..a lot.. too much.
When you go on a ruthless, galaxy-spanning quest for revenge against cosmic criminals, the Guardians don't try to give you a moral lecture.
When the trauma and nightmares from your past creep up on you. You like to hand around groot.
Peter notices that you use heavy, retro headphones to drown out the overwhelming noise of your super-hearing. He spends hours curating specific, calming Earth tracks from his Zune to help you ground yourself when the sensory overload becomes too painful.
You and rocket sometimes get into trouble but never are defeated.
Peter loves pulling you into dances.
You float horizontally three feet off the ground, arms crossed. “Peter, we’re supposed to be scanning for those Ravager coordinates. Rocket will lose his mind if we miss them.”
Peter just sccoffs, stepping closer, “Rocket doesn’t appreciate the classics. Listen.” He presses play, and the upbeat intro of an old 1980s pop song fills the cockpit. “You know this one. Earth culture. Your favorite.” He teases.
You let out a smile as it breaks across your face ; you drift down until your boots touch the floor. “You’re ridiculous. You know that, right?”
Peter gently takes your hands and pulls you into a slow sway. “I prefer charmingly persistent. Now, look, I know you have the strength to lift a tectonic plate, so just… let me lead. Don’t flex, okay? My bones are purely decorative compared to yours.”
You laugh softly, relaxing your grip. “I’m not going to break you, Quill. I’m always careful with you.”
Peter grins as he spins you out before pulling you back in close. “ I know. It’s actually kind of hot. Most guys get flowers; I get a girlfriend who intercepts heat-seeking missiles with her forehead.”
A voice crackles through the ship’s intercom, “Hey, lovebirds! Crop-rotation star system ahead, and we’ve got three Sovereign drones closing fast on our tail!” The familiar voice of rocket fills the room.
Peter groans, letting go of your waist and reaching for his blasters. “Seriously? Right during the best part of the song?”
You smirk as your eyes faintly glowing red as you hover back into the air. “Stay inside the ship, Star-Lord. I’ll go handle it.” You flew out of the ship in a blur or red and blue.
Peter, watches as you open the airlock, completely unfazed by the sudden decompression. “Man… I love it when she does that.”
Krypto the Superdog is your fiercely loyal companion. Rocket is deeply offended by the concept of a "Superdog." Rocket constantly complains that the dog is judging him, to which you deadpan, "He is. He thinks your hygiene is terrible."
Mantis adores your relationship.
You are incredibly stubborn, and so is Peter.
You guys broke the bed before.
It can be toxic at times #messyexes
You want Peter to meet your cousin, and when he does the meeting is interesting.. to say the least.
Peter would love showing off the cosmos to you, treating you like his own personal powerhouse while he handles the talking and stealing.
You can pick him up with no trouble (he hates to admit he likes it)
Peters plan somehow never work with the team since no one listens. You are always there to bail them out of trouble.
The Guardians are used to running from local planetary authorities. With you on the team, the dynamic shifts entirely. More people are more fearful. Capturing you all is more difficult.
Peter loves using his boot-jets to fly alongside you, but he can't match your speed.
You often take his clothes.
This could either be the best relationship or the worst