FLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
Fluffiest thing I've ever written. And here's a weird, but true, kind of thing: Fluff's actually kind of fun. :)
Typed up on a whim after I saw a really cool Starfire picture. So, it's a little choppy. I think all the scent from my candles has been inhaled...can you wear out candles if you never even lit them?
Here's the happy Robin/Starfire I promised a couple chapters ago. A little sooner than you expected, probably. But I'd rather have my Christmas presents sooner than later, so I fully believe in giving people things earlier than they anticipated.
The cool seven-chapter sequence is coming up right after this drabble/oneshot type thing. I already have an idea for the fifth chapter. Here's a hint: more happy Robin/Starfire. :D
But the rest of the seven, you ask? The rest could very well be more traditional Seraephina angst…(evil laughter)
Enjoy, dahlings! You guys are awesome!
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Prompt #7: Soft
When you first looked at a girl like Starfire, you'd think everything about her was soft.
You see the long, dramatically red hair first, and it looks so velvety that it makes you want to touch it. Don't ask me why. Sometimes when I look at it, it's like that hair is absorbing all of the sunlight in the Tower and then glowing with it. It's all I can do, to not just whip off my gloves and bury my hands in it. It looks so soft. And clean. And shiny. And it smells really, really good—like those Zorkaberries she fed to Silkie once.
Then you see her skin, and that's almost worse than her hair. It's that awesome orangey-tan color and so perfectly sun-drenched that it just begs to be commercialized. Once I saw her without her boots on, and I almost choked. Really. (But, then again, I was being force-fed Beast Boy's homemade tofu flan, so it might not have been only her fault.) Her legs are fantastic. 'Long and lean', that's what Raven calls them. Almost like she's been reading Cosmo under the covers at night. But really—her legs are unbelievable. They're so long, so tan, so curvy, so soft, so smooth…I don't know what it is, but I kind of lose my mind around those legs.
And then, if you really pay attention to her, you'll see her lips. They go sort of unnoticed, I guess, maybe because her eyes are so spectacular. But if you do get past the bottle-green of her eyes and wander past her (admittedly, very cute) nose, then you'll see them. They're very full (the bottom one is so much bigger than the top), very soft, and this perfect pale pink. Even when she experiments with all of her makeup from the mall, she never does anything to her lips. I'm glad about that. When I kiss her in my imagination, it gets so much harder when there's lipstick smeared all over my face.
(Oh, God. I did not just say that.)
(I think I did.)
But anyway…when you look at Starfire, just fleetingly, you'll notice that everything about her is soft.
Really, it's not. It's not like that at all.
She wears metal all over her body, believe it or not. The metal cuff on her arm. The metal neck brace. Her boots are steel-toed. She has metal sheaths on her forearms and a metal belt around her (luscious) hips. I think it's all heavier than she lets on, but compared to her massive strength, it must not be that much of a trouble.
But it goes deeper than just what she looks like, and it's more than just what she wears.
The first time I saw Starfire, she was completely encased in this awful suit. Her arms were elbow-deep in this weird alien handcuff kind of thing, and every inch of her body was covered in some kind of restraint. When she screamed at me, her voice was harsh and sharp as razors and grated on my ears. When she kissed me, her lips held nothing but contempt. I could have been kissing a concrete wall.
Everything about her was hard.
It took everyone a while, to really get to know her. To really trust her. But not me. I'm not sure if it was the aftershock of that (pretty lame, I'll admit) kiss, or the fact that I had glimpsed a side of her that not many people had seen, or maybe we just had some kind of natural magnetism towards each other. But we just kind of clicked. We got each other. We didn't feel the need to talk all the time, even though we did anyway. The hard shell sort of faded away. I saw her softer side. And that, I think, is when I started to fall for her.
I know I started to like her right after she quit trying to beat me up. I'm just trying to figure out the exact moment when I stopped just lusting after her in my typical seventeen-year-old-boy kind of way, and when I started…loving her.
It's insane. It's stupid. It's kind of awkward.
But I think I do. Love her, I mean.
I've seen so many different sides of her now. Furious, that first time we met. Sad, when she thought we were replacing her with Blackfire. Confused, when we were all trying to explain to her that mint frosting and banana slices aren't actually pizza toppings. Hopeful, when she wanted Raven to go shopping with her. And happy. I've seen her happy so, so many times, and yet I always want to smile back at her, no matter how I feel.
I've seen her when she's sweet and soft. I've seen her when she's hard and strong.
And even though I know she's the strongest, toughest, fiercest person I know, even though I love her no matter what mood she's in, even though I know she's capable of beating me up no matter how she feels…
I think I love her the most when she's just being Starfire.