#stargirl asks

[leotanaka]

Do you think Barbara should be the person to kill Jordan?

it's not so much what i think will happen but what i WANT to happen and this might be an unpopular opinion but except for maybe beating him up or something, i hope barbara isn't involved in this actual fight at all because 1) i really want it to centre the teenagers and 2) there are so many characters who jordan has hurt in ways that are just so much worse that the show prioritising a woman who lost her friend of a couple of weeks over teenagers who have nearly been killed, over artemis and rick who's parents were both murdered by jordan or even over cameron, who jordan has been abusing would just be disappointing.

like, let the teenagers whose lives have actually been destroyed by this man be the ones to take him down.

[ourdadai]

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[dcdreamblog]

I did study on superhero legacies and the starman one is probably second only to the hawkman one.

Excluding its own members it also incorporates the star-spangled kids, gimmick girls, stripesies, phantom ladies and manhunters through genetics or passing down the torch.

What are your opinions on legacies that intertwine with each other?

Boy-oh-boy are you NOT kiddin'

(An unofficial "Star Family Tree" I found online)

Keep in mind, this is just the family tree that we KNOW of! There's still some secret IDs on this list and it doesn't cover anyone who isn't publically a superhero or something of that kind so there's almost certainly massive branches missing here.

Not sure why you would ask my "opinion" on what is, ultimately, people's private lives. If it works for them, it works for them. It is not my job to comment on who is doing what with whom when the door is locked and the spandex is off. Now, if you want me to wonder why family trees like this one might HAPPEN in this business, I think its obvious. Same reason firefighters tend to marry firefighters. Not only are superheroes most likely to be around other superheroes a lot of the time, when you get to the point in life where you are relying on people, trusting them to have your back when things get darkest, having to give up your control to someone else. One can only imagine the kind of bonds that creates.

Superheroes often live short lives, and the also often come from broken families. It's only nature that when they find that feeling of comfort in one another that they follow it as far as it will go.

[agerefandom]

can i request clarabelle (skulduggery pleasant) in pose 2 but without a pacifier :3

She's reading!!! Welll ....maybe.... ?

(thank you for the request, Clarabelle is fun to come up with little headcanons for!) (agere art meme)

[zal-cryptid]

have you done courtney whitmore/stargirl? i love ur art hehe just curious if i missed it or not haha

Thank you! Here you go -

DC characters - Stargirl

[oh-shtars]

AFTER YOU FINISH YOUR EXAMS ANSWER THIS QUESTION

JOKES ON YOU. I ALWAYS HAVE NIGHT MODE ON >:DDD (This is what it looks like for me ⬇️ hehehe-)

Nice try but I’m a step in front of ya >:)))

My beautiful little guys 🥺. I had fun going with their designs and they’re such a lovely pair either way ^^

Thanks for the request Bo! <33

[thequiver]

For entirely selfish purposes, for the knitting game what about for Stargirl/Courtney Whitmore?

The OBVIOUS answer is Astraeus by Meghan Regan

And for Courtney I'd knit it with: Dún na Ngall: Down by the Ocean's Edge and Dún na Ngall: New Moon

[roseandgold137]

um, if you're still doing the palettes game, maybe maxine hunkel in horizon or courtney whitmore in fighting on :?

Them… I love them… my first dc book (and my intro into dc) was a character profile book, I was so in love with the Cyclone art in it

[leotanaka]

What if Cameron dies during the fight?

please don't put that thought in my head, anon, i couldn't bear it :( i really don't think they'll kill cameron off or that they ever intended for cameron to be killed off. i could be wrong given what they've done with other characters you expected to stick around for longer but i just can't see it happening here.

[ourdadai]

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[hournites]

for the best friends to lovers prompt- "did that kiss mean anything to you"

hope you are doing well!! i love your writing 🫶🏻

Soundless Spin

“You start.” 

Doja Cat blasted through Cindy’s speakers, fancy chandeliers overhead shaking from the noise as Rick eyed the offensive Bud Light in front of him. It pained him that Blue Valley, Nebraska couldn’t shake the 20th century out of its roots–Somehow, even amidst 2020 billboard charts, Jackbox games, and Tiktok trends, the only activity collectively agreed upon tonight was spin the bottle. 

“Do I have to?” 

“Yes,” said Cindy, already bored at how long he was taking. Why was she facilitating this nonsense–she hates half of the school. That said, Rick also didn’t understand how they scored invites to her party. Or why the girls wanted to go. They might have not been at each other’s throats anymore with the ISA discontinued, but it wasn’t exactly like they were close friends. Since the JSA recovered the true Sylvester’s pickle brain, Rick stopped applying logic in his life when he didn’t need to. Crowded between drunk teens sat in a seance approved circle, everyone waited on Rick to start the game he had assumed was a joke. 

“No, you don’t have to,” said Beth reassuringly from across the room, though Rick suspected the second it was her time she’ll nope out. She looked around the group of classmates, sober as a judge. “Please remember that kissing should always be consensual!” 

Cindy rolled her eyes. “It's not that serious, Dr. Chapel Jr.” She shrugged in that nonchalant way before she stirred the pot. “Rick might land on Cameron, for all we know.”

Yolanda facepalmed. “We’re supposed to be encouraging Rick, not giving him the ick.” 

Cameron shot Yolanda an icy look. She raised a brow in retaliation.  “I said what I said.”

Courtney, nestled beside him, placed an ineffective hand on his knee. To Rick, she chanted, “C’mon! Spin, spin, spin, spin!” 

Everyone joined in. 

“Spin! Spin! Spin!” 

“Fine. Fine!” he shouted loud enough to be heard, blowing hot air out of his mouth. “I get it!” He raised both hands in the air to get some of Cindy’s cheerleading friends to stop hollering, their enthusiasm giving him minor concern. “I’m doing it. I’m doing it.” 

The empty beer bottle spun tightly around their sitting circle–Rick anticipated disaster, regretting his cave to peer pressure the second his hand lifted away. Anyone but Mahkent. Anyone but Mahkent, he nearly prayed in mounting desperation. It whirled around Yolanda on his right, Becky Sharpe, Cindy and the cheerleaders, tipped past Jenny Williams, slowed by Courtney, and crawled past Cameron until it hesitantly landed on Beth. 

Rick jerked his eyes up, meeting her gaze. His heart stopped for, like, a minute. He’d been so caught up in who would be the worst option, he hadn’t had enough time to think what would happen if the bottle landed on one of his friends.

What the hell should I do?  

Courtney covered her mouth to hide her giggles. “Wow! Must be fate.” 

“Girlie,” Yolanda whisper-mimed, shaking her head and zipping her lips. “Shut up.” 

It didn’t matter–Rick easily ignored Courtney cajoling them six ways to Sunday because he couldn’t hear her. The music distorted around them as he tried to pick up on Beth’s cues. 

He almost asked her, should I spin again? 

Then her lips lifted into a small cheeky smile. Of course, Beth wouldn’t have let herself play if she minded getting a few kisses from this game considering she was the one reminding everyone about consent. And, he came to realize, this would be his first kiss sober. It scratched an itch in his brain to think it would be with Beth. They could laugh it off later. 

“Well?” some dude huffed, impatient. “Are you kissing or not?”

Rick cleared his throat. “Beth, are you sure…?” 

But she was already making her way towards him, answering his question. 

Okay. Welp. We’re doing this. 

Instead of shuffling into the middle of the circle like a circus act, Rick let her come to him. Once she was in arm’s reach, he reached forward, hauling Beth into his lap to move her away from a sticky beer spill. It was easier, more comfortable—Less of a spectacle, this way. 

“Oof.” She laughed breathlessly as he rearranged their limbs. “Hi there. This is close.” 

“Sorry,” he said, embarrassed, ready to shove her off him if she didn’t like it. 

Beth touched his hand. “Don’t apologize.” She was right, this was so close. He could count every curly eyelash of hers behind those dark frames.  “Did you know this only had a 7% probability of happening?” 

Rick inwardly rolled his eyes at her math brain guzzling out computations at a time like this. Why wasn’t she nervous? “I did not. It’ll just be a peck, okay?”

Her brown eyes brightened in the dim party room and she nodded. “Sure!”

Rick cupped her jaw, cautious to be gentle, then tipped her chin up so he could lean down and kiss her.

She was ready for it. She closed her eyes and looped her arms around his neck, meeting his quick peck with another kiss before he could end it. It caught him off guard when Beth let out a tiny sigh. 

It felt good. Right. Rick couldn’t pull himself away. 

She pushed herself up in his lap and then there was more. Rick’s thumb pressed against her cheek. He hadn’t had anything to drink since they first walked in, but his mind went warm and fuzzy, like that first sip of alcohol down his throat. Everything slowed around them. He didn’t know what they were doing or cared where they were, he just wanted the soft way Beth’s body pretzeled against his, her hand now moving, exploring down his neck to rest over his chest. It wasn’t rushed, or unsure, Beth was taking and he was giving or maybe it was the other way around. She let out another hum, and then there was another long lazy kiss, hypnotic enough for Rick to nearly believe that he had a soul she could’ve kissed out. 

“Woah, okay! Ew? Too much.” Jenny W clapped her hands. “Time’s up! Spin again!” 

He blinked out of the trance. “What?” 

She gave him a shy smile. “That was nice.”  Beth slid herself out of his lap seemingly unaffected nor aware of how she had just turned his life upside down.

 Nice? That was—Okay. Apparently the most intimate moment in his 18 years was just “nice.” Rick was fucked. 

“Yeah,” he croaked out, scared that if he spoke further his voice would crack, the tension between them was still palpable. Say something. You have to say something.

He focused on forming a coherent sentence out of his mouth. They should leave. To do what? He had no idea (yes, he did–her lips, that touch, the perfume on her neck, he needed it memorized). He also needed to process what the hell just happened, and, not surprisingly, Beth was very good at analyzing weird shit that happens to them–but not usually to both of them at the same time. 

“You heard me, right? It’s your turn now.” Jenny W thrust the bottle into Beth’s hand, not giving Rick the option to get a word in. 

“Oh,” Beth said. “Sorry!” 

He watched in stunned silence as she returned to her spot and wordlessly spun again. It landed on a guy from Ms. Woods’ calculus support group and jealousy took a hold of him with an iron fist. 

He got up and left, announcing he needed a piss, though the terrible excuse was luckily drowned out by the latest remix. Unable to stomach Beth kissing someone else, the rest of the night blurred like watercolors on a canvas. 

Nothing except the bleeding dark pinks of her lips dripped into every corner of his mind, the browns of her soft eyed stare, haunting his sleep. He suffered through the blue phantom-pain of Beth in his lap. The way she moved in it and how boldly he pulled her to him without second-guessing what he was doing. 

What was he doing? 

~.~ 

“Assuming the calculations from the goggles are correct, we would have six hours in the pocket dimension.” Beth wrote notes to follow her thinking on the Pit Stop whiteboard with a green marker, her goggles projecting a diagram. “That’s one hour in our dimension, meaning hypothetically your hourglass won’t time out.

“Got it,” Rick agreed without understanding, miserably distracted by the fact this was his first moment alone with Beth since Spin the Bottle. Thick tension returned with a vengeance. He could taste how bad he wanted her to like him. Every time she caught his eye Rick was certain he’d need a fire extinguisher to douse his hot heart within him. He sat on the table, his fingers tapping anxiously against the wood surface, really wanting to kiss her again. 

She narrowed her eyes and cocked her head like she didn’t quite believe him. Rightly so. He didn’t believe him, and that posed a risk for the JSA tomorrow. “Any questions, then?” 

“I don’t think so.” 

Beth folded her arms. “Really?” 

“Fine. Yeah. One.” 

She looked relieved. “Let’s hear it.” She turned around and wrote QUESTIONS on the board and set out to underline it.  

“Did that kiss mean anything to you?” 

Beth’s impeccable marker line careened to a crooked left. Slowly, she turned around. “That has nothing to do with our pocket dimension trip.” 

“You asked if I had any questions.” 

“Yes, you did. Fair enough.” She sighed in a way Rick couldn’t tell was wistful or annoyed. “Our kiss, you mean?” 

“Yes, our kiss.” Even calling it a kiss, as he had in his brain the last few days, was very modest. There was not just one kiss. There were several kisses. It was an experience. 

“Of course it meant something to me,” she said primly. The marker cap pressed into her inner-palm. “That was my first kiss.”

“That’s it?” 

She glanced away, fixating on the antiquated mugshots of Per Degatron’s goonies, finally starting to look as nervous as Rick felt. “What more do you want me to say? It was nice.”

He almost winced—There she went again. It was nice. For a girl with her vocabulary, that wasn’t promising. 

“It was a nice kiss,” she continued in his stretched silence, “and I’m glad I had it with you. I didn’t think the bottle would ever land on me, or that I would want to play until they made you go first. I’m pretty sure I went into it wanting to watch.” 

He furrowed his brows, trying to read between the lines. If she didn’t want to play unless he went first, then why did she continue with her turn afterwards? She must’ve used him to boost her confidence and practice kissing, not realizing he’d read into it so much. Now Rick felt stupid. 

“You’re hurt,” she said. He was about to argue, but there really wasn’t any point. Not when his voice would probably crack as he denied it. He cursed the accuracy of the mood reader still embedded in her goggles. Sensing his lingering wariness at the object above her hair, she took the goggles off and laid them aside. An offering that she wouldn’t leverage her emotional advantages in this conversation. She used the stool to step up onto the table, taking a seat next to him. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to tell you how you feel.” 

“It’s okay.” 

“It doesn’t have to be okay. Wasn’t it just a game?”

His hand inched closer to hers until their fingers brushed. She leaned against his side. He felt a strange catch in his breath as the warmth of her closeness untied some of the knots in his stomach. Beth was beautiful and sweet, and always bursting with compassion. How could he pretend he wasn’t falling for that? “It was supposed to be.” 

She looked up at him. 

“But..it wasn’t.” He met her stare and swallowed hard. “It wasn’t for me.” He dragged a hand over his forehead in disbelief he managed to say it out loud. He summoned the strength to keep going. “It wasn’t a game. It wasn’t just nice, it was…I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want it to stop. I felt like we clicked in that moment and I woke up from sleepwalking through feelings I have for you.”

Beth didn’t say anything, like his confession knocked the wind out of her. “You like me?”

He groaned softly. “It’s embarrassing, I know.” 

“No! No, no it’s not,” she objected, squeezing the hand nearest to hers, but Rick didn’t think he could handle her breaking his heart so softly. 

“Can you just tell me if I need to get over you?” 

“I’m not doing that.” Beth sat up straight. “I called the kiss nice because I didn’t know how else to explain how I felt. I was inexperienced and surprised at myself. I won’t lie, the thought of kissing you excited me, but I thought that was because I trust you, so it would’ve been an easy way to get my first kiss out of the way.” 

Rick started to smile, thinking back on what she said. “You calculated that 7% chance.” 

 “I did, and then that happened. I didn’t know if that’s how kissing always felt like or if it was because it was you. So I kept playing and I had a few more turns after you left, okay, but none of those kisses were like ours. But I knew you hated the game, left right after kissing me, and intended to only give me a peck,” she repeated the last fact with fake quotation marks. “I was the one that got carried away. I was the one that was embarrassed. It was easier if I pretended it didn’t happen so I wouldn’t make things weird.” 

It was such a relief to hear her say that they were on the same page. “So what do we do now?” 

“Well, first, we need to go over the pocket dimension because I know you were not paying attention, which I thought was because you were feeling uncomfortable but now I think it is because you were staring at my skirt.” 

���Holy shit.” Rick scratched behind his neck as heat crawled up his face. This was perilous and exhilarating new ground. He liked Beth and she knew it. He was attracted to her and she could feel it. “Uh, I plead the fifth?” 

Beth laughed and flashed him that same flirty grin from the party. “But as for right now?” Rick knew he was either in for trouble or a really, really good time. “I can think of a few ideas.”

She unearthed the green marker from her pocket and gave it a spin.

[jaclynhyde]

the Shade for the thing?

You know what, I'll do one for comic and one for Stargirl Shade:

Comics!Shade: Sexuality Headcanon: Bi, but has some Issues being open about his interest in men due to the whole Oscar Wilde thing Gender Headcanon: Cis man A ship I have with said character: Jack/Shade OTP! Shade/pining after a straight Jay One-SidedTP! A BROTP I have with said character: Shade/all his special boys, including Jack if I'm not shipping them, but I'm especially fond of Shade & Mik. Mik is happy to kill him because he's not his friend like Jack is, but he still has coffee at his house! Where Shade goes: "Wow you're so dour now that your boyfriend died! Well I'm great, I'm in love," which is the most dickish thing to say and I love it. A NOTP I have with said character: Shade/H0pe. She's great by herself, but I am 0% interested in Shade's grand het relationship especially when so many of his post-Starman appearances heavily feature it. A random headcanon: Falls in love so much more frequently and easily than he admits. General Opinion over said character: One of my two favorite DC characters. His Silver Age appearances are goofy fun, and his Starman retcon makes him a fascinating, complex character who is also extremely hot. I want to see more of him except seeing more of C-list faves in comics is usually a death sentence or character assassination so.

Stargirl Shade: Sexuality Headcanon: Gay Gender Headcanon: Cis man (but I read a nice fic with trans male Shade so that's good too!) A ship I have with said character: Shade/McNider OTP!!! A BROTP I have with said character: Shade & Jenny have the most amazing dynamic. He's calling her a awful child while she's knitting sweaters to donate to a kitten orphanage. Also I love Shade adopting Barbara as his replacement sister so much and I'm so sad they didn't interact in season 3! A NOTP I have with said character: None, really? A random headcanon: He likes children and, deep down, is sad he can't have them (for so many reasons). Of course when he actually interacts with children he instantly becomes mortal enemies with most of them, but that's probably the case for most adults he interacts with. General Opinion over said character: He's so good!!!! I am still amazed by how well they adapted the heart of the character, and the changes they made all worked really well in the setting. I definitely want to see more of him and will forever mourn not getting to see his spin-off show, or him traipsing around with the Legends of Tomorrow, or marrying Dr. Mid-nite, or

[duskandcobalt]

started bringing elain’s vision from stargirl to life and yet again, I am incapable of keeping things short 🙂👍🏽 also I think this is about to be so filthy that I’m not even sure I can publish it 😅

[kidflashimpulse]

Livestock get branded, Jay, get with the programme🙄

Sorry but I just loved the way Bart handled Jay's worry by just being a sassy king about it

Like, yes, it's bad and inhumane, and??? Who you gonna fight about it???

And PLEASE him being called a devil child by Zeek and just going: a what now😃 was so funny to me

HELP 😭😭 hand to mouth u’ve got me laughing like this is live footage of bart’s real time thoughts at that moment in time of the chapter SDFGhJK

in bart’s section of TV tropes there’s a line that’s like “bart provided the comedic relief that season 2 desperately needed” and i was always like, aight

but then with this chapter this is exactly how i feel about zeek, like i get it 😭 it was kind of needed, grateful for the junk yard king 🙏

bart in that moment: 🤔🤨

adding it to the long list of things he’s been called 😭 (jaimes got an addition in the next chapter)

[sandy-castle]

oh to be a stargirl fan but got into after the show ended. I'm obsessed with all the aduts. it's a problem.

I’m in the same boat! I over looked it for way too long and by time I watched it, it was over. I got into it for the Shade. But I also love all the other adults.

Also I have an extreme obsession with the scrapped infinity inc spin off show. Hinted by Jennie saying that she needs to go meet up with Sandy Hawkins in New York. I could’ve had a show or at least episodes in the next season with both the Shade and Sandy!

[parallelunivrses]

hi just wanted to say that i started watching voyager for the first time (more or less) and im absolutely in love with b'elanna. you have good taste in icons <3

omg hi I’m so glad you are loving B’elanna!! she means so much to me, and I find her such an interesting character. imo she’s the most underrated chief engineer in star trek (and as an engineer myself I cannot imagine trying to keep a ship working properly when you are stranded so far away from any technology that’s even remotely familiar. like that takes so much skill and I don’t think enough people really understand that). you’ll have to keep me posted with your thoughts on the show!!