BETROTHED?!?
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…”