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dove00 · 3 months

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When Beth Falls In Love

Hi @samarasketch ! Surprise! I’m your Secret Santa! Happy Holidays! Hope you enjoy!! I own nothing DC/CW/Taylor Swift owns.

When Emma falls in love, she paces the floor, closes the blinds, and locks the door.

Beth isn’t freaking out. She’s not. Freaking out would be bad, which is why she’s not freaking out.

Her phone sits on her dining table, taunting her.

Okay. She’s freaking out a little bit.

When Emma falls in love, she calls up her mom. Jokes about the ways this one could go wrong.

Mom and Dad come back from date night to see Beth pacing the floor. They send each other a look.

“Dear,” Mom called. “Is everything alright?”

Yeah, she almost lied. Then thought better of it. They can most likely help and it’d be nice to get the words out there—especially because she’s never said them before.

“I like Rick.”

She waits and takes her time cause Little Miss Sunshine always thinks it’s gonna rain.

Dad and Mom stare before laughing a bit.

“Beth. We could’ve told you that.” Dad said.

“Huh?”

Mom nodded. “We see the way you two look at each other.”

The way you two—

“Mom. Rick doesn’t like me like that.”

“Except he does.” Dad said.

When Emma falls in love, I know that boy will never be the same.When Emma falls in love, it’s all on her face. Hangs in the air like stars from outer space.

“Alright, Beth. Start talking.” Courtney said as she and Yolanda set their trays down on the lunch table.

“Talking? About what? I can talk about how—“

“What she means is talk about your crush on Rick and his crush on you.” Yolanda said.

“Rick doesn’t have a crush on me.” Beth said, for what felt like the hundredth time.

She walked out of the cafeteria.

Emma met a boy with eyes like a man,

Rick and Beth met in 3rd grade but didn’t really meet until freshman year of high school.

Beth sits at the table alone when Jack and Simon, two football players approached.

“Hey, Chapel. All here alone. Are your imaginary friends busy?”

Beth ignored them and kept eating. They didn’t leave and then a third person approached.

Rick Harris sat down and glared at the two football players until they ran away.

Beth smiled and Rick just looked at her.

Turns out her heart fits right in the palm of his hand.

Rick found her in the library.

“Hey. You ran away before I got to the table and you left your lunch.”

“Oh. Thanks.”

They sat together.

Now he’ll be her shelter when it rains,Little does he know his whole world is about to change.

“Beth.”

“Yes.”

“Would you maybe want to, maybe…”

“Pick me up at 7.”

Rick smiled and Beth smiled.

Yeah, between me and you. Sometimes I wish I was her.

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Hope you enjoyed. Happy Holidays to everyone!

#dc stargirl #beth chapel #rick tyler #hournite #dc comics

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teentitansbrokenyouth · 2 years

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The Teen Titans: Broken Youth Zine is on sale now!💙

The Teen Titans: Broken Youth is a zine centered around Robin, Starfire, Raven, Cyborg, and Beast Boy's worlds expanding dealing with the big and small changes that come with growing up!

Link to the shop HERE!

Please consider purchasing, all profits will go to the UNICEF charity to help kids in need around the world! 😌

Awesome back cover art by @samarasketch !

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granolabird · 1 year

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My Secret Santa gift for @samarasketch !! I hope you enjoy, it’s just some wholesome Hournite fluff :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44179018

#hournite #Stargirl #Stargirl fic #Hournite secret Santa #Beth Chapel #Rick Tyler #Hournite fic

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birichardswift · 1 year

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My package from @samarasketch arrived and it really made my day 💙

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bethchapelsbonnet · 3 years

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Samara here! I don't know if you've done this yet, but prompt 22 for Hournite please? :) Bonnet-Beth got me feeling some type of way :')

Samara as in best Hournite artiste Samara??? 🤩 If you are in fact a different Samara, I'm sure you're quite lovely at what you do as well. ❤️

"Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you."

Beth let out a groan and Rick's eyebrow raised

She wasn't a huge complainer, and the few times she did, it was usually a pretty big deal. But, then again, they told each other everything and she hadn't mentioned anything that should be a cause for concern. "What's up?" He wondered.

She was plucking stuff out of her afro and shook her head, "I JUST had wash day the other day and there's all this junk in my hair and I'll have to brush it all out and have a whole nother hair session."

"Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you."

The smile that she gave him - he didn't know how to feel about it. Looked like there was some affection in it, but like that "you poor sweet soul" affection that you accidentally give to kids when they're trying their best, but they're just kids, after all. "That is such a sweet offer," Beth said and nothing else.

Rick scoffed, "Wow. That dismissal wasn't sweet." And though he tried to say it jokingly, he heard the hurt in his own voice, and was sure she did too because her face changed.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound rude or anything. It's just… a lot goes into it. It's not as simple as brushing it out and fixing it. There's a painstaking process."

"I mean… I know there's a process. Girls always have a process, but I feel like I'm smart enough for you to walk me through it."

"No, no, no… you totally are. But it'd be a huge pain in the butt. It's a huge pain in the butt for me and it's MY head.."

He fumed a little, at this point feeling like he maybe was being overly sensitive, but also not liking this idea of hers that he minded doing something nice for her to help her out. "Ok." He said and pouted. Her guilt face was taking over all of her features.

"Ok. I'll walk you through it and if you don't hate me by the end of this, then you're truly a saint…"

Rick concentrated on the demonstration and explanation of each step, carefully attempting slowly until he got the hang of everything. Detangling with her special detangling brush for hair like hers, separating her hair portions into segments to prep, and when she insisted that she would wash it herself and deep condition, he still wanted to know the process. What if they were roommates one day and she was down or something? She furrowed her eyebrows, but walked him through it and gave him a few tutorial videos with hair like hers to watch while she washed up.

Whenever she was out, he helped her set it for the night and watched her place on her bonnet. "Omg, I am so glad you strong armed me into letting you help out. Glad and also sorry."

"Why sorry?"

"Ummm… are you gonna pretend that wasn't a lot of work for one head? A head that isn't even attached to your body?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "If it's what's necessary, it's what's necessary. Besides, it's a head attached to my favorite person, so…" he twiddled his thumbs. "It was my pleasure." She smiled brightly and he added, "I learned a lot…" she'd also washed her face and had this serum on that gave her this little sheen and made her look all gleaming. "Also, you look absolutely adorable in your bonnet."

She folded her arms and tried to put on a serious face, but she was still gushing about not only this gracious act her favorite person had done for her, but all these compliments. "Now, you're just yanking my chain!"

He chuckled. "Where do you get these things that you say?" He shook his head, "I'm not, by the way. I meant everything I've said tonight… and did." He squeezed her knee and she felt a wave of butterflies flutter through her tummy. "You'd do the same for me, if I needed it."

She smiled and nodded. You poor sweet soul… I'd do even more.

#beth chapel #hournite #rick tyler #beth x rick #prompts #hournite prompts #nesha prompts #nesha hournite fics #hournite fics #Give me a brush. I'll fix your hair for you #fluff #lioncubfearme #samarasketch

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herebegeeks · 4 years

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New Post has been published on http://www.herebegeeks.com/singapore/sgcc-2019-7-artist-alley-gems-this-sgcc-regular-adored/

SGCC 2019: 7 Artist Alley Gems This SGCC Regular Adored

What happens when you have a wallet ready for spending and a deep appreciation for the creative expression of artists sharing your interests? You throw money at them. Here are 12 friendly and talented artists across 7 booths among the vastness of this year’s Singapore Games & Comics C

#Artist Alley #JellyfishPencakes #Laugh and Belly #Peter Nguyen #SamaraSketch #SGCC #SGCC 2019 #Singapore Comic Con #Singapore #Singapore Comic Convention #Singapore Events

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hournitenation · 2 years

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#HAPPYBETHDAY 🎉

Hournitenation is happy to invite you to celebrate Anjelika Washington and Beth Chapel’s shared birthday on May 15th 2022 with #HAPPYBETHDAY.

Want to participate? Follow these three easy steps:

Reblog this post to spread the news!!

On May 14th and May 15th 2022 share your Beth Chapel appreciation posts with fan creations on social media for our favourite Dr. Mid-Nite and birthday messages for the wonderful woman who plays her!

Use the hashtag #HAPPYBETHDAY and tag @hournitenation so we can find and share your messages!

Posts can be made on Tumblr and Twitter but our goal is to host this project on Instagram in the hopes that Anjelika can see it on her birthday!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask the mods for this project: @gertstarlight @hournitenation @samarasketch @freckledpianoman

#stargirl #beth chapel #projects #HAPPYBETHDAY #dctv #dc comics #anjelika washington

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gertstarlight · 3 years

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will you hold out your arms and catch me?

thank u to @samarasketch for letting me use ur wonderful art 🥰

#i should edit hournite more they are so cute 🥺🥺#ALSO I WANNA SEE A RAIN KISS SO BADLY PLS MAKE IT HAPPEN #stargirl #stargirl spoilers #hournite #beth chapel #rick tyler

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harlivylove · 7 months

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Nothing better than being with you

#harlivy #harley x ivy #poison ivy #harley quinn #ivy x harley #lesbian #harleen quinzel #wlw #pamela isley #harley quinzel #samara sketch

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rae-rae-posts · 3 years

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@samarasketch

#raven #beastboy #bbrae #titans

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teentitansbrokenyouth · 2 years

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Meet the contributors of the Teen Titans: Broken Youth Zine!

I've been amazed by the work these awesome artists have done for this project 😍 Can't wait to share it with the world! The zine will go on sale in late May, and all profits will go to the UNICEF charity!

Tumblr-ers!

@vinnybox @thedarkraven17 @alpacalypseartb @jigiligandraws @callmeartistofthesea @queenlypirate @funneylizzie @robxstarstar @xaphrin @dar-draws Art Mod @samarasketch Zine & Graphics Formatting Mod @coloursdraws Finance & Shipping Mod @kaminam-i Producing Mod @teentitansbrokenyouth

#Teen Titans #TEEN TITANS GO #new teen titans #teen titans broken youth #robin #starfire #cyborg #raven #beast boy #dcu titans #Young Justice #dc titans #Titans #teen titans zine #zine #teen titans art #teen titans fanart #teen titans cosplay #teen titans fanfiction

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its-like-looking-in-3d · 2 years

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hi @samarasketch!! im your secret santa!!

heres a little fic for you!! i hope its cute enough

happy holidays!!

#hournite #secret santa #im sorry its kinda late i have like. no excuses ancsjd

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hournites · 3 years

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Say that we’ll stay with each other

An aged-up Jealous!Rick hournite fic for @samarasketch

~.~

They grab coffee at the diner to catch up every week. It’s not the only time they see each other, but missions require zero personal life talk for safety, as learned very quickly into their JSA run, and their texts just aren’t sufficient enough for the way they miss each other’s company.

Beth rearranges the cutlery, waiting for Rick as he picks out two desserts from beneath the glass window by the cash. It’s late and quiet, Rick had to work overtime to finish a deadline, so she took a nap at her office until he swung by with his car to pick her up.

The steaming coffee is in front of her, untouched. It’s been a long day and she’s second guessing whether or not caffeine is actually such a good idea after all.

“Wow,” Rick greets her, sliding into the booth across from her. He’s no longer slicking his hair back with gel and the small change makes a massive difference in how he looks. His hair is thick, falling over the front of his face, long enough to frame his eyes. Those eyes are lit up now, bright hazel. They sweep over her, taking everything in like he needs the moment to process.

The silent gesture pushes Beth to look down at herself, wondering if she spilled something or was showcasing a wardrobe malfunction of some kind.

“You look amazing. I noticed before but your jacket was on.”

Beth relaxes, settling against the leather backing of her seat. He grins at her, which she returns easily. Rick is her best friend—has been for a very long time. Her lips curve around the rim of her ceramic mug. “Oh, thank you! I was on my date earlier over lunch. I didn’t want to show up in my lab coat.”

“Right,” he replies. “Dr. Leho, was it?” ” Rick twirls his fork into the perfectly cut marble cake slice on the pretty small plate. “How’d that go?”

Beth suppresses the urge to roll her eyes. “Dr. Leon.”

“Oh, was that it?” As if he hadn’t deliberately botched the name of her date in the first place. Rick has met Denny before. Beth’s mom had invited him to her surprise birthday dinner that she organized with Courtney a few weeks ago. He was nice, bought her a book of easy recipes that he swore got him well fed through night shifts that he thought she’d enjoy. The gesture was thoughtful and was what made her agree to giving him her number. Rick was there for it all, one eyebrow arched high in what she was able to tell was silent judgement as he kept sharing a look with Yolanda.

“—And it went fine.”

He raises that brow again now. “Just fine?”

Beth shrugs. She already knows how Rick feels about why she’s giving him a chance. He’s not exactly her first choice when it comes to dating—Rather, he wasn’t much of a choice at all, pestered into giving the youngest single doctor working at her mom’s floor the time of day.

Her parents are getting concerned she’s throwing herself too deep into work without any support. It’s not precisely fair—Juggling a new position at Central City emergency with spontaneous secret crime-fighting against metahuman villainous egomaniacs does not give a woman much time to find someone new to love. Long shifts end in face-planting into bed until the next one and there’s nothing more she’d rather do than shove off her work shoes to do that. Only a handful of people have enough grip on Beth’s heart for her to sacrifice her evenings—Courtney and her family, Yolanda, Jade, Wally, her parents. And while she enjoys the pretty dress and matching pair of high heels for dinner, her energy to sustain a relationship would require an extension of self that she’s not sure she has to offer.

She’s tried to explain this, cutting out the important JSA parts, which she self-admits would strengthen her argument.

“It was a nice lunch.” She’s already preferring dessert with Rick, though.

“Tell me about it.”

“There’s not much to tell.”

“What, he was that boring?”

Beth sighs. She finds herself describing her entire lunch break, from waiting for Denny to scrub his hands from surgical fluids to grabbing her hand to chatter about his day without a moment of pause for her to get something into the conversation until their food had arrived. It’s because he was excited to be on the date with her. Beth’s mom was talking her up to him, no doubt, clearly that was the case by any indication of how her mother kept talking about Denny to her over the phone too. So Denny was likely nervous, he kept letting out a barking type laugh after something he thought Beth should find funny. Beth couldn’t exactly be annoyed for his rambling to no end, she was the queen of that when she was younger. Her mom probably thought it was nice they had that in common. Except, it’s not. Beth’s excited verbal amusement park went away with age. Beth learned to keep her mouth shut when she needed to, she’s hoarded too many secrets.

“There’s one thing though that bothered me a bit,” she admits finally, tapping her cut nails against the table. “He asked me what...pleased me... the most.”

Rick frowns at her. “Huh?”

She flushes, eyes flitting away as she mumbles, “In bed. What I find pleasurable in bed.”

Rick bristles, his mouth dropping open. “Did you tell him?”

“After what he told me first? I kind of had to. There was a family sitting within earshot of us, it was barely noon so I sort of said something vague, I don’t exactly remember, I think my brain is trying to block it out. It was embarrassing.”

“God, that’s tacky.”

She knew Rick would say that. “I think he was trying to assess our compatibility?”

“You make him sound like some socially inept robot.”

Beth lowers her mug, biting her tongue on calling herself a socially inept robot. She reaches over the table for the pot the waitress left for them after Rick’s second refill, instead. He lifts it for her when notices, pouring her a fresh cup and slides over the basket of sugar packets and creamers.

“Thanks,” she says, then returns to their conversation. “I think he was trying to be suave.”

“You hate that word! You’ve said so yourself!”

Had she? Beth wrinkles her nose. It’s crazy how much of their lives they’ve shared together. “In high school, maybe.”

“I vividly remember you telling me that talking about sexual preferences with acquaintances freaks you out.” That’s true. Whenever a horror story kinky sex accident patient shows up in Beth’s emergency room describing their incident in full detail, it takes all of her professionalism not to drop her clipboard and run out from second hand embarrassment.

She shifts in her seat and explains, “He was my date, Rick.”

“So that’s what, half an hour of getting to know him? You’d think someone that went to med school would have the patience to keep it in their pants.”

“Rick!” She gapes at his bluntness because he’s just flinging it out there, dragging Dr. Leon’s entire personality with barely any effort at all, what’s worse is that he’s being unintentionally funny and now she’s trying not to laugh.

“What? This man is clearly not for you. He’s not your type.”

She raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “Then what is?”

Rick looks down at his plate, quieting. He hasn’t really eaten yet, just danced his fork all over that cake. She’s half tempted to ask him for it if Rick’s not hungry. She finished her lemon square in four bites.

“Well...”

“Well?”

"Well... He’s not my type... for you. He’s not good enough for you. He sounds like a secret sleaze."

Beth stops trying to defend Denny after Rick says that. She’s not sure if he’s so adamant because he can tell the way she’s not really interested in him, but feels the need to make her mom happy and is trying to give her an out, or if he honestly thinks Denny is not a good person. She’s been a superhero for ten years now, Beth is pretty sure how to gauge a person’s character. There’s nothing wrong with Denny Leon the way Rick is painting him. It’s hard because she knows there’s no real spark, but she’s willing to try. Chemistry doesn’t develop like that over one day.

Beth thinks about her mom again. She just wants Beth to have a fulfilling life. And she had found Beth’s father while also steadily making a career as a respected research clinician. What’s Beth’s excuse then, to say finding someone isn’t possible?

“I don’t have a type, I’ve barely dated at all. The man I’ve spent most of my time with is you.”

Rick takes a while to respond, but his eyes are on hers like he’s waiting for an afterthought to accompany her last sentence. It’s sincere and gentle, and for the second time since they’ve met here today, she finds her heartbeat picking up because of the way she’s being seen.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“It’s just—“

“What?”

He takes another moment before answering. “Why are you forcing something with someone you have no desire to connect to? Are you not...Happy?”

His question takes her by surprise. She stammers, feeling more heat rise to her face. “Why are you asking me this?”

Rick drags a hand over his face and leaves it there for a moment, like he’s just trying to breathe. Eventually, he sweeps his hair back up over his head, and he strikes a nostalgic resemblance to the angry boy Beth latched onto in tenth grade whose soul she watched soften over years of time. Her heart pangs at the memory of the way things were. When they spent all week side by side, and didn’t have to schedule coffee dates that inch towards midnight around saving each other in costumes with relics because of their hectic lives.

“I care about you,” he finally says. “I just don’t want to see you exhaust yourself over someone that’s not worth your time. You should be with someone who makes you feel how I feel whenever I’m with you.”

She smiles at that. “I love you too, Rick.”

His own smile falters, something dims in his expression, she’d almost call it wistful, but that’s not exactly a feeling Rick has in his emotional repertoire. He lowers his gaze to his plate again.

“Hey.” Beth places her hand over his. “Are you okay?”

In high school, Rick was on track to becoming a mechanic like Pat until the man turned him around by the shoulders and walked him through scholarship applications for college. To the surprise of practically everyone in Blue Valley except his inner circle of friends, he graduated with honours in both chemistry and physics, and is now an independent research scientist for a big pharma company. He says he likes his lab, but the regulations of being under a company contract means there’s only so much experimentation he can get by with on his own. Beth has been encouraging his recent talks of starting up his own research lab for JSA, but he seems stressed thinking of taking that beyond the realms of idealism.

His hand freezes beneath her palm. He glances up at her again without words, like he’s struggling with what to say. The creases between Beth’s brows deepen further with concern. “Rick?”

“I’m fine,” he lies. The smile is so fake it hurts that he thinks she could be fooled by it.

“Come on, it’s just us. Something’s bothering you. Is it work? Did your uncle contact you for money again?”

“No, I’m fine. I promise.”

“Rick—“

“You don’t have a type. You just have a person. I know that because you’ve been my person since I was seventeen. You don’t need your mother’s fancy surgeon prodigy to sweep you off your feet, Beth. You have me.”

“I—”

Her pulse rushes in her ears. She’s honestly speechless. Beth just sits there. Rick searches her face for some type of recognition she can’t give back because she’s just confused. She’s blinking back unexpected tears, the hand she has over his shaking, because there has to be something more to this, the gravity behind everything, but her mind keeps hitting against a blank wall. She understands what Rick is saying but not what he means.

He sees her distress and slips out of his booth, sliding into her side. “Hey,” he says, wrapping an arm around her as she presses her wet face into his shoulder. “I didn’t mean to upset you. It’s okay.”

Her stomach drops at the horrible way his voice sounds scratchy, thick with regret. That’s when it clicks, and the tears fall for real.

Rick is in love with her.

She’s not crying because she’s upset. Blindly, she reaches up for his face to see him, those fond hazel eyes blinking back. They used to be so hardened and guarded, but it’s just openness now, with her. It’s late, the diner is almost empty, nothing but dim lights and the only waitress busy cleaning up behind the counter. It’s just them, in their special spot. And it’s just them, their solid partnership, that Beth needs in her life to carve out time and effort and feelings for. He’s been trying to articulate this over and over since the evening began. Hugging her tightly, lets out a long breath. The solace he finds in her, alone. The relief and love. How she feels it in equal measures, how it’s always been there.

“I didn’t know.”

“I never really told you.”

But he has, really. He’s shown her since they were kids.

She touches his face, guiding him down so he could kiss her the way she suddenly desperately wants.

He does, kissing Beth deeply until her head goes dizzy and the light feeling is not something she ever wants to let go of. There is no extension of self when Beth is with Rick. No room to make. He already is in her future, can have all of her time.

#stargirl #hournite #rick tyler #beth chapel #fluff #jealous!rick #hournites fic #dctv

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