Hi just first wanted to say I love ur writing, it's so nice to read as if am really seeing it physically. Anyways I wanted to ask if you could write a starfire type reader where she first meets mark and how their relationship grows . Exploring his friends and parents reaction to her power , tamaranean background and personality. I know damn well cecil will be exhausted finding out there's another alien race with so much power . thank you again for ur work in the invincible fandom cause there's so few amazing writers. 😘😘
Ahhh thank you so much!! 🥹💖 That means the world to me!! I LOVE the idea of a Starfire-type reader I don’t know much of her but I tried my best (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) hope you enjoy!!
Mark first meets you under a.. Chaotic circumstance. An alien attack and he is already in mid-fight when you swoop in. Blasting through enemies, striking, and flipping with this effortless grace. Mark is immediately like Σ(°□°˶) !! So powerful, he can't take his eyes off of you. He's already impressed but also slightly intimidated. “Uh… who are you?” But you can't understand him yet, titling your head blinking in confusion. “You don't understand me, do you?”
Without hesitation you float towards him, placing your hands gently on his cheek and kissing him. Mark freezes. His eyes widened. You pull back, lips turning into a bright smile. “Ah! Now i understand”
“What just happened?”
“In my homeworld, Tamaran, lip contact is a simple custom to learn any language”
“simple..??” Mark is completely flustered while you're acting like kissing him was the most normal thing in the world.
He starts seeing you around more often, you being curious about Earth. Everything from human customs to food. Mark ends up becoming your unofficial guide. You’re fascinated by Earth’s food, the first time Mark takes you out for burgers, you literally hover out of your seat from excitement. “This is delicious! May I try yours?” and before he could answer you, steal a fry from his tray. Acting like fries are the greatest discovery of your life. (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
Mark becomes curious about Tamaranean culture and one day you got him to try something from your home plant – Zorkaberries. Presenting them to him proudly, a small bowl of deep purple berries in your hand, Mark would eye them suspiciously. He hesitated for a moment before picking one, and popping it in his mouth. The flavor being bittersweet “Whoa, this is really good?”
“Of course! They are Zorkaberries!!” giggling, floating closer and patting his back “do you wish for more?”
Tamaraneans are naturally affectionate so you're constantly touching mark. Holding his hand, brushing your fingers through his hair, and hugging him from behind. It's second nature to you.
The more you two hang out and go on dates the more you start falling in love, he loves how blunt you are and have no problem telling Mark exactly how you feel — even if it flusters him.
When you first met his parents, Debbie and Nolan. You were extremely polite, immediately hugging her and complimenting her home. Offering to help with dinner which she is surprised but pleased by. During dinner time you speak of tales of your planet, your people, how you come from a warrior race and noble family.
Nolan, on the other hand, is suspicious of you. He recognizes how powerful you are and the fact that you come from an alien race puts him on edge. His Viltrumite instincts are definitely twitching, wary of you but you remain cheerful and unbothered.
Cecil is immediately rubbing his temples because 2 Viltrumites is already bad enough – now there's Tamaranean on earth? Just what he needed, but deep down he knows you could be an invaluable ally , keeping a close eye on you to ensure you're not up to something.
As for mark friends ? William thinks you're super cool, saved him from a villain once and he won't stop yapping about how you carried him bridal style.
Amber loves how sweet and down to earth you are, obsessed with helping you pick out earth clothes and doing ‘girl stuff’ together.
Eve is immediately fascinated by you, she recognizes your power level and asks you about your planet and your culture. “So you guys can fly and absorb sunlight? That's insane”
“It is quite convenient!”
Bonus:
Afterward, Mark’s brain is still trying to catch up.
Mark (to himself): “She’s a literal princess. And she kissed me. To learn my language. Okay.” (꜆꜄ᴗ͈﹏ᴗ͈)꜆꜄꜆
Invincible | Mark Grayson x Tamaranean(Starfire)!Reader
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(this is kinda rushed, sorry if some things dont match with Tamaranean culture.. i havent watched TT in FOREVER)
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Mark had seen a lot of weird things since becoming Invincible. But nothing—nothing—compared to stepping foot on your home planet.
Tamaranean architecture stretched high into the sky, golden spires glowing against the twin suns. The air buzzed with energy, vibrant and warm, as ships zipped past. But what really threw him off was the people.
They didn’t just fly. They soared. They moved through the sky like it was second nature, spinning and twirling mid-air like it was a casual stroll. Bright laughter filled the air as children zipped past, their hands glowing with neon fire.
Mark swallowed. “Uh. You didn’t tell me everyone here was like you.”
You grinned. “What did you expect?”
“I don’t know. I just… I thought you were special.”
You nudged his arm playfully. “I am special.”
Before he could respond, a voice boomed across the palace courtyard.
“You return at last, sister.”
Mark barely had time to react before a tall, striking woman dropped from the sky with all the elegance of a hawk locking onto prey. Her black hair spilled down her back, and her armor gleamed in the sunlight.
His stomach twisted. Oh. This was your sister.
“Komand’r,” you greeted stiffly.
Her glowing eyes flicked to Mark, sharp and calculating. “And who is this? Another Earthling?”
Mark bristled. “Another?”
Your sister smirked. “I assumed my dear sibling would have learned her lesson after the last one.”
Oh. That stung.
Mark shot you a look, but you were glaring at your sister. The tension between you two was thick enough to cut with a blade.
“I see your attitude remains as unbearable as ever,” you muttered.
“And I see your taste in men remains questionable.”
Mark scoffed. “You got something to say?”
Komand’r leaned in, smirking. “Only that you are… soft.”
Mark’s eye twitched. Soft? The last time someone called him soft, he ended up half-dead in space.
You groaned. “Komand’r, please, let’s not do this—”
A loud, wet squelching noise cut through the tension.
Mark turned—only to see a massive, green, multi-eyed blob squirming forward, its trunk-like appendages wiggling with purpose. Its body jiggled slightly as it stopped before you, making a series of deep, guttural gurgles.
Mark stared. Horrified.
“…What the hell is that?”
Your face paled. “Oh. Right. That.”
The blob let out another series of noises, its trunks wiggling in what Mark somehow understood as… pride?
Komand’r smirked. “Did she not tell you? She is to be wed. It is the only way to protect our people.”
Mark turned to you, eyes wide with betrayal. “You’re engaged?!”
“I—it’s complicated!” you said quickly. “I didn’t agree to this!”
The blob burbled.
Mark’s eye twitched. “What do you mean you ‘thought I knew’?? I don’t even know what you are!”
It gurgled again.
Mark recoiled. “EXCUSE ME?!”
Komand’r chuckled. “He says he is deeply honored to take you as his mate.”
Mark gagged. Audibly.
The blob let out a low, vibrating sound that Mark somehow understood as laughter.
His stomach flipped. “Oh, HELL no.”
Komand’r smirked. “You would rather risk war?”
Mark clenched his fists. “Over my dead body is she marrying—” he gestured wildly at the blob “—THAT.”
The blob let out a long, warbling moan.
Mark’s jaw dropped. “I did NOT just insult your lineage! What lineage?! You’re a blob!”
The blob squished aggressively in response.
Mark pointed. “SEE?! THAT'S NOT NORMAL.”
You buried your face in your hands. “Mark, please—”
“NO. NO ‘MARK, PLEASE.’” He turned to you, looking betrayed. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?”
You groaned. “Because I didn’t think it mattered! I never agreed to it!”
Komand’r raised a brow. “You would rather defy our customs?”
Mark snapped.
“She’s not marrying that thing.”
The blob let out a wet, vibrating honk.
Mark whipped around. “Oh, YOU wanna fight me now?!”
More squelching.
Mark’s eye twitched. “Did—did you just call me a ‘puny, hairless primate’??”
The blob wobbled menacingly.
Mark didn't answer.
He just punched it through a wall.
Gasps echoed across the courtyard. Komand’r burst out laughing.
“Oh,” she purred. “I like him.”
You groaned, dragging a hand down your face. “By X’hal, this is going to be a long day…”
You know what I need more eve being happy may I please request her dating starfire. [it could starfire!Reader]
Starfire crashing on eath and kissing eve on the lips to learn the language of eath and them later on dating, eve teaching about earth and starfire about Tamaran and her being a princess.
Starfire finding her pink hero outfit adorable and her powers beautiful always completing eve.
My favourite outfit is of Starfire 2015 and just because I think starfire was though a warrior can show of her skin in confidence.
Imagine her and eve going to tamaran to defeat her sister and starfire making her royalty 🥹
A Binary Star
“Must We Always Be Heroes? Are We Capable Of Nothing Else? Can We Not, For A Few Moments, Be Something More?"
Atom Eve X Tamaranean/Starfire!Reader
w/c: 1.7k
a/n: So— I didn’t quite go with the scenarios you gave and more so just a small “In the daily life” with a established relationship, plus a little bit of a look into Eve actually doing college work, I really hope that’s okay and you still enjoy the oneshot anyway ((also, STS chapter hopefully soon. prepping for Art Fight is the worst and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy))
You couldn’t quite recall how long the two of you had been sitting at this small wooden table.
Time had started to blur somewhere between the third stack of paper cutouts and the moment Eve decided that “this one definitely needs to fit the aesthetic better with more integrity,” which apparently meant adding an extra fold and a hopeful squint.
Cutting, passing, folding, repeating.
You trimmed sheets of colored paper into neat little segments and handed them across the table. Eve took them with quick, practiced hands, transforming them into tiny pieces. Walls, chairs, something you couldn’t quite recognize but Eve insisted was important and necessary regardless.
It was methodical. Repetitive in a way you normally didn’t mind.
Normally.
But your attention had drifted a long time ago, tugged away by the chirps of Earth animals through the large opening of the arboreal house Eve had constructed, and the way Eve bit her lower lip in concentration every time she tried to align a miniature corner just right.
You set the scissors down with a soft clink.
“Remind me again,” you said, leaning back in your chair, “why are we doing this?”
Eve didn’t look up right away. She dabbed adhesive along the edge of a folded paper strip and pressed it carefully onto what looked like a tiny wall frame.
“For my interior design class,” she said simply, like that explained everything about the universe.
“As you have said,” you replied, gesturing vaguely at the chaos of paper architecture spread across the table. “But I do not understand the lesson in… this.”
“Well,” Eve finally glanced up, smiling, “this isn’t really the lesson.”
That made you pause. “It is not?”
She shook her head. “More like a test. To see if I can actually use what I’ve learned.”
You squinted at the miniature structure. “How is this the test?”
Eve slid her chair closer, the legs scraping softly against the floor. Before you could even react, her arm looped through yours, casual and familiar, like it had always belonged there.
“You know how I’ve been studying a lot these past few weeks?” she asked.
“With the book,” you said.
She nodded, leaning her head lightly against your shoulder as she reached for another strip of paper. “I learned all the rules and regulations, and now it’s time for me to prove I know how to implement them.”
“By making… a small room?”
“By making a functional spatial model,” she corrected lightly.
You gave her a look.
She grinned. “A small room.”
That earned a quiet laugh from you, the tension in your shoulders loosening in spite of your confusion. You picked up the scissors again but didn’t immediately use them.
Eve, meanwhile, was already assembling another piece. Her fingers glowed faintly pink for a fraction of a second as she appeared to fuse the pieces together. The glow vanished just as quickly.
Across the room, sunlight shifted as Eve moved, catching in her hair.
She looked… happy? Content, maybe.
Not quite the fleeting happiness that came and went with victories or jokes, but something steadier. Domestic, if you had to place a label on it.
Domesticity was something you weren’t accustomed to, but it was something you enjoyed greatly.
It suited her.
And yet—
“You are overworking yourself again,” you said softly.
Eve paused mid-fold. “I am not.”
“You are.”
“I’m just decorating a room with paper.”
“That is not what I mean.”
She sighed, but it wasn’t annoyed. More like resigned affection. “I’m fine.”
You didn’t believe her. Not entirely.
But you also didn’t push. Instead, you picked up another sheet of paper and began cutting again. And the rhythm returned.
Snip, pass, fold.
For a while, the only sound was paper shifting and the faint rustle of Eve humming under her breath.
Then she spoke again.
“You know,” she said, “you’re really good at this.”
“At cutting paper?”
“At… staying here,” she clarified.
That made you look at her.
Eve wasn’t looking back. She was focused on a tiny folded structure in her hands, but her fingers had slowed slightly.
“It’s easy,” you said. “When your planet is the way it is.”
“It’s not,” she replied, quieter now. “Not for most people.”
Something in her tone made you still.
You didn’t answer right away. Instead, you reached over and pressed a fingertip against the paper Eve was about to grab. Heat filled your veins as a green flame engulfed the material.
Eve watched you do it.
“I believe it is time for a break,” you said simply as you stood.
“You’re lucky I can just make more and we won’t need to go out and buy more,” she told you.
She stood up from the table. Taking off her cardigan as she stretches her arms above her head. Her joins popped as she let out a small groan as she looked up at the slowly setting sun.
“I like…” she hesitated, searching for the word, “this. Us. Doing normal things.”
Normal. The word sat strangely with you.
“Normal” wasn’t really something you had ever been granted in full. Not even back on Tameran. You set the scissors down again and turned slightly toward her. “Define this ‘normal,’ Samantha.”
She let out a small laugh. “Well, you know— I like… quiet things. Things where nothing is exploding or trying to kill us or emotionally ruin us.”
“That seems like a very low bar.”
“It is, but let’s be honest. We can barely cross that most of the time.”
That earned another laugh from you.
You glanced down at her. Her hands kept moving. Fidgeting with her sleeves as she leaned against the wooden railing that encloses the balcony.
Eve quietly began again, “Can I ask you something kind of random?”
“You may ask me anything,” you said.
She hesitated. “Do you ever miss… your old life?”
The question wasn’t unexpected, but it still landed with weight. You exhaled slowly.
“Yes,” you admitted.
Eve didn’t interrupt.
You continued, choosing your words carefully. “But not in the way I think you mean.”
“Okay,” she said softly.
“I miss certainty,” you explained. “On Tamaran, I was told what I was. What I would become. There was comfort in that, even when it was restrictive.”
Eve listened quietly.
“But I do not miss the lack of choice,” you added. “Or the idea that I could not become something else.”
That made her glance at you.
You met her eyes.
“I like this life,” you said. “Because I choose it. Even when it is confusing. Even when it is messy.”
Eve’s expression softened.
“Messy like helping me with everything?”
“Messier.”
She laughed again, and it eased something in the air between you. Eve turned and wrapped her arms around your middle. Her skin was always colder than yours, but in a wonderfully pleasant way.
“I like you,” she said simply.
Your breath caught slightly. Not in surprise, but in the way the words always landed like something precious being carefully placed into your hands.
“I am aware,” you said, your voice gentler than intended.
She narrowed her eyes playfully. “That’s not what you’re supposed to say back.”
“It is truthful, is it not?”
Eve smiled as she rolled her eyes, but there was something more intent behind it now. “I mean it though. I like you in a way that makes everything fun to do.”
You tilted your head slightly. “You consider the making of the project ‘fun’?”
“That’s not the point.”
“I believe it is partially the point.”
She sighed out the nickname she’d given you on your first day on the planet.
You relented, softening. “I like you as well, Eve Wilkins.”
That made her pause.
Just briefly.
Then she leaned forward and rested her forehead against yours. The gesture was simple. Unremarkable, even. But it grounded something deep in your chest.
“I think I needed this today,” she admitted quietly.
“This?”
“You,” she clarified.
You lifted one hand and rested it gently at her upper back, careful and steady. She leaned into it immediately, like she had been waiting for the permission without realizing it.
For a while, neither of you spoke.
The silence wasn’t empty. It had weight to it, comfortable, lived-in. Like the quiet after a long conversation that didn’t need to be finished.
Eve shifted slightly, pulling back just enough to look at you properly. Her hair fell forward a little, framing her face in the soft light. There was something unguarded in her expression now, something she didn’t often let stay for long.
She smiled faintly at your expression, like she enjoyed watching you think through things that didn’t have battle strategies or political structure attached to
Eve tilted her head slightly. “Do you ever get tired of me?”
The question was sudden, but not insecure. More like curiosity wrapped in honesty.
You answered without hesitation. “No.”
Her eyebrows lifted slightly, as if she hadn’t expected it to be that immediate.
“No?” she repeated.
“No,” you said again, firmer this time. “I could never.”
She shifted again, loosening her grip just slightly, though she didn’t fully let go. Instead, she just adjusted so her forehead rested against your collarbone for a moment, like she was recalibrating herself against you.
“You’re probably the nicest thing I’ve ever had,” she murmured.
“Should I be worried about that?”
“No,” she said simply. “Just as long as you stay.”
Your hand moved gently along her back in a slow, grounding motion. “As long as I’m able.”
Eve eventually pulled back just enough to look at you, her expression lighter now, almost playful, but softer at the edges than before.
“I’m going to go back to my little paper disaster now,” she said.
“You refer to it as a disaster?”
“Supposed to be made of 3D printed objects.”
“But they are made of the paper.”
“So u can turn them into plastic when I know it’s perfect,” she said immediately.
You gave a small nod. “Like a test for the test?”
Eve laughed, bright and real this time, and leaned up to press a quick, affectionate kiss to your cheek before turning back toward the table.
New hyperfixation:gamma jack 🤤, but damn the incredibles lore is soo damn dark fr, it's getting popular again unexpected, but happy about it, I am going to make selfship art and rewatch both incredibles movies bc why not
What if when he was like attacked by Omni droid 6 and killed by it, what if reader actually followed him, and saw everything in anger she obliterates the Omni droid to dust, and takes gamma jack into her arms, tries to use max of her healing powers reviving him, he was still unconscious, she quickly left carrying him away from the island, and bringing her to their shared home, during the night, she lays him on their shared bed, covers him with a blanket, heals his wounds, and lays beside him, and finally allows her self to cry, the dozes off holding him close to her, after like 6 hours at the dead of night he wakes up, in her arms, he is confused obviously... And after this idk how to continue
THE END you can use this idea as you please guys ❤🗣️, I am sad tho about the fact that syndrome killed this glorious blonde twink, at least at the end syndrome got what he truly deserves 🗣️✨✨
I am still trying to figure out the powers for my character tho
New idea, you can use this a you please too!
What about a spider girl reader, with spider man like powers, or a Starfire fem reader?x gamma jack 🗣️🗣️
You know what I have a fan fiction idea for gazerbeam this sweetheart also deserves love 😔
What if gazerbeam x reader that is somehow immune to his Lazer beam, like it doesn't work on her and he can at least stare at someone that he loves without pulverizing them.
And I think if he had someone he cared about, he would have survived, same for gamma jack tho, and maybe other heros who were miserable too.
Idk 😓
Edit:New idea for a gamma jack fan fiction
What if he had a wife reader that had the powers to cancel memories.
What if when he got the weird letter from mirage, and talked to reader about going to a business trip, he event something was shady and like gamma jack was going to get involved in something really dangerous, so the night before his leave to that "business trip" she just cancelled the memory of that, and the next day he didn't go. What if after the main movie events happened she finally told him???
Summary: You missed Roy and Starfire while they were on a mission and can’t sleep. But Jason was still around so he’ll do.
Pairing: Jason Todd x OC
Notes: Last week while I was sick and dealing with emotions I ended up reading a bunch of Red Hood and the Outlaws and got slightly inspired so I wrote some short Jason stories. I’m going back and editing them now.
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“We will only be gone a few hours promise.”
That had been Roy and Star’s promise as they left on their secret mission leaving you alone with Jason at the base.
A promise that had been made over 24 hours and was now well into the evening of the second day.
And you couldn't sleep.
To say you had abandonment issues was putting it lightly. It was more of a, someone leaves you for two seconds and you’re convinced they were never coming back.
It didn’t help that Roy had stopped texting you around hour 10.
Jason had said they were fine. That they would be back soon. To stop asking about it. Just relax
How the HELL were you supposed to relax when your family was on a mission that was taking twice (close to three times) as long as it should and you hadn’t heard anything?
You just have to accept they aren’t coming back. That evil little voice said in you head over and over again. People leave, it’s part of life. You need to stop being a baby about it.
Letting out a long sigh you sat up rubbing your eyes trying to keep the tears at bay. GIRL! Pull yourself together, this was NOT the time to cry.
But you also couldn’t sit in this empty room anymore. The lack of laughter and presence of your friends was just too loud.
Getting up she slowly walked down the hall noticing Jason’s light on. Gently knocking on the door.
“Yeah?”
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Jason couldn't sleep. But that wasn’t new. He never slept. Tim Drake had nothing on Jason Todd. The sleepless boy wonder. Years of living on the streets having to fight for his life and then growing up spending late nights on patrol had trained Jason to… well, not sleep.
Not to mention that ever plaguing nightmares that lurked right behind his eyelids.
A soft knock on the door broke him from the book he was reading. “Yeah?”
The door slowly opened to reveal you standing in the doorway. Eyes bloodshot and nose red. If Jason didn’t know any better he would have thought you had been crying.
The idea made his stomach drop for some reason.
“What’s up snickers?”
“I… can’t sleep” you mumbled looking down at your slippered feet feeling like some small child. This was fucking stupid. You were being stupid. “I’m worried about Roy and Starfire, Could I maybe… just hang with you for a while.”
“Yeah, sure it’s not like I’m sleeping anyway.”
Nodding you walked over before jumping into the bed.
“Jesus your feet are cold!” Jason mumbled as he toes touched his legs. Also realizing that even though he was in a long-sleeved shirt he was only wearing boxers. Not that it mattered, it wasn’t like was sexually attracted to you. You were like a best friend to him. Someone who had always been there no matter what. Someone he truly relied on.
Glancing over he felt a weird fluttering in his chest again as you fluffed his extra pillow and spread out the blankets getting yourself comfortable before cuddling down into the blankets. Body cuddled up to him.
You body was so warm, not uncomfortably just… warm in like a soothing way. Almost like the warm milk Alfred use to make when he was a kid to help him relax. It probably had something to do with the fluffy panda hoodie you were wearing or just natural body heat.
Whatever it was Jason didn’t hate it.
“Shhhhh”
“Just one more”
“You are going to wake them.”
“But they are so adorable, wonder if they missed us.”
“Oh shhhh”
Jason woke to two idiots standing over him. What time was it? Blinking confused he realized by the light in the window that it was morning. Roy clicked his camera a few more times while Starfire stood behind him trying to keep her lover from waking up the two. Seeing Jason waking she gave him a gentle smile.
“She looks so cozy” The alien nodding toward You. It was then that Jason realized you had fallen asleep pressed against his chest. Breathing peacefully Jason couldn’t help but agree with Star, you did look cozy.
“You both did” Roy snickered as he texted God knows who seeing as all his friends were in that room. “Asleep like babies. Star broke a lamp coming in here and you guys didn’t even flinch.”
“If I remember correctly Roy, the blame for the broken lamp lies with you.”
“How… what time is it?” Jason mumbled rubbing his eyes trying to get a bearing on what was going on. How long had he been asleep? And boy did he feel good. Is this was a full rest felt like?
You let out a soft sigh as he tried to sit up, your fingers clutching onto his shirt pulling it toward yourself as you buried your face it the soft white material.
“Looks like you’ll be there for a while.” Roy said, “I’m going to shower and then make breakfast.”
“May I join you?”
“Ohhhh I’d like that”
Jason tried again to sit up only to have you mumble in your sleep stirring. A few seconds later slowly starting to wake.
“Hey sleepy.”
“Where….” you blinked confused looking up at him.
“You fell asleep in here remember.”
“I did” mumbling you rubbing your arm on your face cheeks flushed from sleep. Something about the way your hair was all messed up and eyes blinking owlishly trying to wake up was doing things to Jason. He wanted to grab you and pull you back under the blankets and hold you forever.
“Yeah, once you wake up Roy said she’s going to make breakfast.”
“They’re back?” instantly you were awake.
“Don’t hurt yourself” Jason tried to warn you as you almost tripped out of the bed in your haste to see your teammates.
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“So how was last night?” Roy asked winking, he had always known there was SOMETHING going on between those two. They just didn’t want to admit it.
“I think she freaked out because you guys were gone so long,” Jason said taking a bite while Kori explained to their teammate in question how the mission had gone.
“Yeah, I know she has some abandonment issues due to her past.” Roy said, “Part of the reason I had her join us. Glad she had you there at least.”
“Yeah…” Jason’s voice trailed off as he watched her giggling at something Kori was saying.
“Did something else happen?” Roy question pulling him back to reality. His gaze studying his best friend. Since last night Jason hadn’t seemed to be able to take his eyes off of you.
“Nothing happened… well…” his voice trailed off for a moment.
“What?”
“I just… have never slept that good before in my life.”
Roy laughed shaking his head, “maybe you need to platonically sleep with people more.”
“Yeah maybe.”
“Unless you don’t want it to be platonic…”
Jason chocked slightly on his coffee at the though. The coughing sound causing Kori and you to turn confused.
“Everything ok?” You asked
“Oh you know me, just helping my friend realize the obvious,” Roy said flashing you a wide grin that told you he was up to no good.
“I missed you guys,” you said decideing if you needed to know you would end up finding out.
Learn about earth from eve and her constantly complimenting eve for her knowledge of eath.
Eath food from earth.
Doing hero stuff with eve.
Having a long fight with battle beast.
Having a meeting with the teen team and talking about her fight with battle beast (aka kitty ) and her constantly staring at eve not listening to anyone because she is still new to eath and it's customs and eve is to pretty to focus.
Go home with eve and her teaching eve about Tamaran imagine her giving eve Zorkaberries.
Cuddling with eve until they fall asleep.
Also if Kent has Krypto imagine starfire having Silkie 😭
Eve told Starfire!Reader to never listen to Rex after he tried to tell her something so obviously untrue about Earth culture and now SR won’t listen or believe anyone but Eve
Eve needing to explain to SR that, No. Humans normally don’t have abilities/powers. She’s just surrounded by freaks.
SR not understanding PDA even after Eve explains it to her, and doesn’t get why she can’t just love her girlfriend openly (for a multitude of reasons)
SR who values freedom and happiness so deeply that she can’t understand why Eve continues to communicate with her parents when she’s always miserable at the end
SR who loves so fiercely that she’s immediately ride or die for anyone she cares about.
SR who asks Kent for alien/human mating and courting tips
SR who asks Kent tips on raising alien pets and asking for ‘puppy play dates’
SR and Eve who are living their absolute best lives, falling asleep warm and safe in each others arms…
Paid request: For a Kori (Starfire) and Virgin!OC. Takes place during the first comic of Red Hood and the Outlaws durning the Beach scene. Instead of Roy sleeping with Kori it’s an OC.
Fandom: DC / Red Hood and the Outlaws
Pairing: Koriand'r x OC
Notes: Just for fun we decided to make the Read an OC have fire powers
New Name: Sam Solaris
Alias: Scorcher Powers: pyrokinesis, lava manipulation immunity to fire, flight you can figure out the rest But he’s HUMAN that’s the only thing condition my friend would like
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Nerves, pushing through Sam’s body as he walked toward Jessica. This was it. This was his moment.
He was going to talk to the girl of his dreams.
Fumbling with his hands he waved slightly, “Hey” it came out more like a croke than a word. Catching in his throat and dying there the sound rotting in the space between then.
Not that it would have mattered because the didn’t even acknowledge him. She knew he was there, their eyes had met for a moment, just long enough for him to see the slight eye roll. Turning she walked away as he was invisible. Disappearing in the sea of people.
Gone.
Like his dreams, fading away as he opened his eyes in the morning.
The most beautiful girl he knew refused to know him.
The most beautiful girl he had ever seen wouldn’t even spare a hello.
Which was why now here in the present moment he still couldn’t believe that he called the woman in front of him his friend.
Woman.
Starfire, Koriand'r, Princess of Tamaran.
Objectify one of the most beautiful woman who had ever graced this and any other planet.
His high school crush and string of women after held nothing toward this true goddess in front of him. Standing in the string bikini splashing in the cool water of the Caribbean island the Outlaws were relaxing after pulling Roy Harper out of whatever craziness he had gotten himself into that day.
Sam wasn’t stupid, he could see the millions of other people watching Kori as she enjoyed the water and sun that the beautiful day offered. Many standing with slack jaws as cool droplets of crystal clear water fell off her beautiful orange skin.
She looked amazing.
“I need a drink” Jason sighed rubbing his head.
“I could use a soda” Roy nodded in agreement getting up, “And maybe some more sunscreen I’m feeling a little crispy.” his best friend shook his head muttering something about gingers and the sun causing Sam to chuckle.
“I’m good but you guys go ahead.” their teammate nodded closing his eyes for a moment just enjoying the warm rays that washed over him. Today was beautiful and he couldn’t get enough of it.
He was just drifting off to sleep when something cut off the sun’s warmth shading him. Peeking through his lid he found Kori standing over him watching him.
She was playing with her wet locks shaking out some of the seawater letting the sun do the rest to dry her beautiful main.
“Enjoying the sun?” she asked sitting on the seat next to him closing her eyes throwing her head back to enjoy the rays as well. Like Sam, she fed off the warmth. While Sam’s powers of Fire came more within Kori’s were powered by the large ball of fire above the. She was like the Star that kept the earth alive. Bright and beautiful.
And Sam felt so drawn to her,
Not that he was kidding himself. He knew women like this beautiful goddess in front of him would NEVER go for guys like him. While since high school he had gotten more comfortable talking to women but he wasn’t as much of a fool to think one like the unearthly (quite literally) creature in front of him would ever want to be with a guy like him.
“I wanted to thank you,” Kori finally said, “For having my back during our mission.”
Sam shrugged, “It’s no big deal.”
“I found your powers so fascinating.”
“M...mine?”
“It was if you pull life from the earth itself. Lava heat. Bubbling and boiling.”
“While you burn bright like the Sun in the sky,” Sam added as more of a way to remind her how amazing she was. How could he not? She was a queen among peasants.
“Yes,” she nodded agreeing with that statement, “Would you like to have sex?”
Sam chocked, total shock washing over his body as his brain did a total shutdown. “Ehhh What?” his face going hot as his powers. He wanted to pinch himself. Did the most beautiful woman of this or any other world just ask him to have sex? HIM?
“Wouldn’t Jason or Roy be better suited for you? After all, haven’t they already slept with you?” He asked also wondering WHY he was suggesting this? Should he just go with this? But the thought of being with this angel was, so shocking he couldn’t think straight.
Then there was that other matter.
He was a virgin.
Could he really please her the way other, more experienced people could?
Kori nodded at his comment before speaking, “Yes I have but the way you treat me, the way you look at me is different, others view me as a desirable sex object, you look at me like I’m a beautiful person. While our friends treat me with respect, you seem to treat me with admiration. My whole life I have been used for my body and gotten pleasure through sex, but that’s all it is meaningless and simple sex, yet when I’m around you I feel like there could be something much more than that.”
“You say that but,” Sam looks out at the vast ocean again, finding his words, “I am not experienced with any woman. In fact, I have only heard that it’s said to be the greatest experience a human could ever have.”
Kori leans forward her beautiful unearthly eyes glowing with excitement as they met his. As she leans forward Sam can see down her bikini getting a great view of her boobs, “I can not speak to the human experience but I want to experience you and only you.”
The walk back to her room was quick silent. Both of them caught in their own thoughts. Thoughts that were quickly discarded as he kissed her for the first time behind the closed door.
Her body was warm as he pressed upon her, hands exploring her exposed skin. Even though she had just gone swimming the heat of her body had nearly dried her. Her body temperature may have been too warm for some but for Sam, it felt amazing.
She felt amazing.
He feels onto the bed pulling off his own shirt as she untied her bikini top so he could get a full view of her boobs. Kori normally wore clothes that left little to the imagination when it came to the beautiful curves she had been blessed with. However, seeing her completely undress in front of him Sam felt his fingers itch to touch her.
“I just want to make you feel good” Sam whispered sitting up taking her boobs in his hands rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. Tweaking and pulling the soft sensitive nubs causing Kori’s eyes to roll back letting out a soft moan.
That sound, god it made him hard just hearing it.
She slowly pulls off her top but he stops her “Let me take care of you.” he slowly takes it off his hands brushing against her boobs playing with her tits. Her head throwing back as he starts pulling at her nipples. His fingers heating up just a little warming them sending sparks of pleasure through her body.
To his excitement, she pushed closer to his hands humming with enjoyment melting into his touch. Leaning forward Sam took her nipple in his mouth letting his tounge run over the now hard nipple causing her to gasp out his name in a short beautiful breath.
Testing his assumption Sam grazes his teeth around her nipple earning himself a low moan her body pushing forward again. She liked that. Trying to fight back a smile Sam let his teeth graze her again and again, just hard enough…
“Oh Harder”
Never mind, she wanted it harder.
Sam nipped at her hard bud earning another gasp from her. Her fingers finding his hair pulling him closer to her. Her tits felt so soft and amazing between his hands in and his mouth he felt like he could get lost there. Enjoying the way she feels around him coupled with the sounds she was making.
Was this really happen?
This beautiful body with curves that never ended, soft supple breasts that tasted warm and sweet like honey. He couldn’t get enough.
His right hand slowly curved from her breast down her waist. Fingers lightly grazing her body feeling every inch, every muscle, every dimple. Curving over her beautiful hips to where her body was only inches from his. With each nip and nibble, he made to her nipple her hips would jerk forward.
Placing the flat of his hand against her crotch Sam sighed into her tit as she once again jerked forward, this time getting some pressure back as his fingers moved over her beautiful pussy. It was already warm and as he moved lower down felt how wet it was.
He had done that.
He had made this goddess hot and wet with his mouth and fingers.
Her beautiful body seemed to melt like gold in a fire at his strokes. Fingers moving into her stroking her softly only to have to buck forward begging for more while her boobs pushed closer to his face,
He swiped again across her pussy making her moan again body squirming around him with excitement and pleasure. Again and again and again.
One finger moving it’s way into her soft pussy then again. His thumb pressing against her citrus. Her hips slowly moving up and down fucking his fingers as he continued rubbing her.
“OH YES,” She cried pushing his head closer to her chest as she rode his fingers. His mouth losing it’s grip on her nipple just enjoying the feeling of her soft supple breasts around him as she moaned and writhed over his hand.
“I need you now,” she said suddenly pushing Sam away letting his back hit the bed. He looked up at her, flushed from excitement as she reached down stroking his already very hard cock. Her beautiful red hair messed up.
Sam groaned as she took his cock in her hand stroking him again admiring him. One more stork and Sam felt his own hips jerk forward at her soft warm touch. Her hands were so soft at the memory of her beautiful tits around his face making him pulse.
Then he felt something warm and wet run across the base of his cock. Eyes jerking open he looked down to see Kori licking him once again. Eyes looking up at him with a mischievous smile. Her boobs rubbing against his balls just grazing them.
The feeling there was nothing like it.
“I… I…. oh Kori” he moaned a hand going up to his hair running his fingers through his locks trying to focus. Trying not to lose his control just yet.
“Would you like to come?” she asked before taking the tips of his cock in her mouth her warm lips softly moving over the shaft.
“I’m going to soon but,” He was panting as he felt his balls throbbing, becoming full, “I want to come inside you.”
“I would like that also,” Kori admitted giving him one more beautiful lick before moving up above him straddling him rubbing her already wet pussy over him. The friction, anticipation, it was unlike anything Sam had ever felt.
Her pussy was so soft and warm around his cock as she rode him. Hands-on either side of his head tits bouncing as she slid up and down. Both of them moaning at the beautiful feeling of the friction. Sam reached up grabbing her tits pulling at her nipples again making her moan and he felt her pussy pulse around him.
“Oh you feel so good” Kori moans, “Your hands, your cock.” she groans as she rides him harder and hard.
“I’m close” Sam mutters eyes rolling back slightly.
“Just let go my love.” Kori whispers, “I am as well, but my heat...”
“Just let go” Sam mimics her words, “I can take it, I want to feel you.”
At her words, he feels his climax overcome him coming inside her. At the feeling of his throbbing cock, Kori’s body went hot under his hands lighting up the whole room as she literally glows like the star that she is. Buring hot, the sheets under her knees smoking slightly. But Sam just groans as he feels her come over him, taking her heat letting it wash over his whole body.
Letting out a soft gasp she falls down next to him, “I have never… felt anything like that” she mutters slowly cuddling close to him enjoying the warmth that radiates from him. Sam chuckles still in awe at the beauty that is now next to him. Gently he kisses her forehead brushing back her hair from her face.
“May we do that again?” She asks looking up at him
“Right now?”
She laughs lightly shaking her head cuddling closer to him as he pulls a blanket up over them. “Just again, right now I am happy where I am.”
Sam smiled down at her as she slowly started to fall asleep, her beautiful body curved around his, “Me too” he says as he slowly follows her into dreamland.
