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starnervefan · 2 months
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Some silly Starnerve / Detective AU doodles 💜💛✨
Need to finish some of these, I really like them
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puccafangirl · 6 months
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So on the note of Inside Out 2, does anybody remember when I was lowkey popular for drawing StarNerve art before the first movie even came out? They'll probably have even less interactions due to the new emotions but I don't care. They'll always be my Inside Out OTP. 💛💜
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proxycrit · 2 months
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I made another one. Sorry guys.
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siickwithsadness · 6 months
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Can we talk about how cute their pajamas/bedheads are especially Joy with the strands of her hair standing up 😭 they look so adorable
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erranplayz · 6 months
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anger in heart under garments is probably the most canon and accurate thing ever
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toiletpotato · 11 months
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The 2023 American Girl Doll of the Year is Kavi Sharma, a South Asian American theatre kid who loves Wicked SO SHE HAS A REPLICA ELPHABA COSTUME. I am absolutely ecstatic that kids get this.
edit: SHE ALSO HAS A GLINDA COSTUME
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SHE ALSO HAS THIS!! BECAUSE SHE PERFORMS A TRADITIONAL DANCE ROUTINE WITH HER FRIENDS AT SCHOOL AND SHE LOVES BOLLYWOOD
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anouri · 11 months
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i carry a yearning i cannot bear alone in the dark—
sylvia plath // tony belobrajdic // he lihuai // @anouri // anna akhmatova // leila chatti // unknown // maya angelou // sam sax // unknown // joy harjo
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r-aindr0p · 3 months
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I woke up this morning and remembered something from ages ago, an ancient being of shadow and flame
It needed to get out of my mind quick and I refuse to remember this alone, here you go
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teaboot · 1 year
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I spent a lot of time alone outdoors growing up.
A lot of time.
It got to the point that some days I'd be sitting in the back of my dull beige classroom, and on the outside I'd be staring out into nothing but on the inside I'd be remembering how it felt being barefoot and knee-deep in sun-warmed mud, cutting my palms and soles to bits against craggy rock, leaning into the wind and screaming into the ocean, sprinting through the woods and standing dead silent in the dark in a wheat field in a thunderstorm, and feeling grit under my nails and bone and wood and rock and metal in my hands
And I'd look around at my stupid, flimsy pressboard desk, and the beige walls, and the grey ceiling, and feel soft, stagnant air circulate through the vents in delicate, dainty little puffs against my cheeks, and listen to kids my age who I couldn't understand and didn't feel connected to talk about things that made my brain go numb and melt out my ears while some fake-smiley adult pretended they knew how I felt
While back home where my siblings didnt know me and my parents didn't like me the house would be dark, empty, and cold, day after day, and the only satisfaction I knew I'd get would be if someone twice my size and three times my age got in my face and fucking tried it,
And I'd think,
This isn't real.
This is designed, and this is weak.
This is cardboard façades with nothing inside, this is tissue paper, this is Styrofoam packing peanuts and puffed rice wafers and the bottom three millimeters of day-old room-temperature water
And I'd get so fucking angry, so frustrated, just so stone-cold livid, helpless and furious, that sometimes I'd start to cry, not because I was sad but because my teeth were soft and round and dull and my fingers felt like they were brand-new pink pearl erasers splitting in half and everything was too much and not enough and all I needed in the whole wild world was to shred the air to pieces for the crime of being too fucking empty, too fucking soft, not *real* enough, like a wild animal clawing into prey only to have puffy cotton candy and soap bubbles spill out, sweet and tasteless and saccharine where it should be hot, bright, loud and solid and sharp.
So when the English teacher- a tall, thin man with glasses who smelled like strong patchouli and liked to ask us to "talk about our feelings" asked me to write about my life, that was what I wrote.
He told me I had a "powerful gift" and smiled, flashing straight, dull, soft round teeth.
I remember he'd ask me every day if he could read my work aloud to the class, every single day, and every day I would say "no", until one afternoon he just took my paper off my desk and did it anyways.
I was a rule-follower. Never broke the rules, never stepped out of line. I would never just leave class in the middle of a lesson, so I guess for a moment I was someone else.
I don't remember hearing him start to speak, but I remember sprinting out the door, hearing it slam behind me, and just not stopping until I was somewhere outside with the grass and the sky and the sun and a ringing inside my head.
After a while, I went back, and by then I guess he'd finished talking.
I sat down at my desk and finished the lesson.
I thought I'd be in trouble or something after that, but nobody mentioned it.
After the bell, I went home to the dark, cold, empty house and waited for something to fight.
That was years ago. Decades, now.
To tell you the truth, though, I don't think anything has changed.
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hiort · 8 months
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cradle
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starnervefan · 2 months
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Joy & Fear in their PJs 💜💛✨
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Almost forgot this one, I think it's important
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puccafangirl · 5 months
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Seeing Joy and Fear in PJ's in the upcoming movie makes me so happy because it takes me back to all those fics and pictures I've seen of them hanging out together in their jammies with Joy comforting a scared Fear. <3 He even had a teddy bear in one of them!
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jeeaark · 4 months
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I will never be able to do the sunset scene justice. I will never be able to recreate the most beautiful, romantic confession, character growth showing, most heart-pouring-out mushy bits you ever did see in a githyanki. Because I.
Am a fool.
Who really wanted a dialogue option asking if keeping an illithid in the squad was gonna be a deal-breaker with this relationship.
Probably woulda ruined the tender moment pitching the piña colada friendship there.
....100% it would.
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clownsuu · 1 year
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Small detour of what I usually post, but I absolutely wish (other) clown the best of luck during these confusing and almost hopeless times- nobody knows how to deal with such amount of attention in such short amount of time- a blessing and a curse to behold
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erranplayz · 2 months
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They did not💀
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killedbyfrank · 2 months
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Here's another really cute image of all the emotions sleeping in their pajamas 😁
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