Surprisingly Bad At Waking Up Early.

My name is Strawberry-Sunrise, I'm 24, and writing is hella fun. Here's a masterpost of my writing! My main genres are horror, fantasy, and comedy. My main project is Cosmic Heart/Blackout. Sometimes I draw. This is my writing blog: A place for my stories, projects, and general writing things.

[strawberry--sunrise]

Hi, everyone who still follows me and my sporadic activity!

I switched phones and cannot, for the life of me, remember what email I attached this account to. So, for the foreseeable future, looks like this blog is kaput! I'll be making a new one, and following the people I had on here. This is going to stay up for my own personal records--also bc this is the internet, and we're here for forever, baby. It's been wonderful in this corner of the internet, and I'm hoping to have fun in the next one!

I'm not sure what my new username will be just yet. strawberry--sunrise2 would be funny, if it's available. But I also might do something with the name "velvet". I guess I can just reblog this in the future, and we'll find out?

So, if it's been a while, and you wonder what happened to me, here's the answer. The sunset for the sunrise. Thank you everyone for hanging out with me, I truly loved creeping on this blog with y'all ❤️❤️❤️

[d897gyhaujfkedw7r9euwijkjfkdl]

me: oh man im starving but im not sure what i should make for dinner……

the spirit of a 12th century templar knight that died a horrific death due to torture that started haunting me after i found a sword in the middle of the woods: spaghetti once more, prithee?

me: henry you are brilliant. spaghetti it is

[1000fingers]

Bitches will find a fictional man attractive and then immediately imagine him in situations where he is losing alarming amounts of blood

[love-me-a-lotta-whump]

It’s me. I’m bitches

[nbwriteschaos]

i miss writing

[nbwriteschaos]

I NEVER ADDED THAT GIF????????

[lesbian-archives]

Garden Variety Dykes: Lesbian Traditions in Gardening, 1994

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

OH it's a lesbian and her enormous sunflower

I thought she had her arm around the shoulders of her wife, who was dressed as a plant monster for some reason

[gailcarriger]

I saw exactly the same thing.

[6vcr]

hello!

[8pxl]

everyone go follow and support her!! she’s an amazing pixel artist n is new to tumblr 💙

[ralfmaximus]

HOLY CROW

[teaboot]

ITS FUCKING PIXEL ART

[passionpeachy]

I can’t fucking stop being utterly transfixed by this gif I think this is how cocomelon babies feel when they see dancing strawberries

[taiyami]

My favorite Ygo Fandom phenomenon is people editing cards out of anime caps so it just looks like the duelist is flipping the bird

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

[noknowshame]

[pawgliacci]

At the end of my rope and it keeps getting longer like some sort of clown handkerchief bit?

[raiasintended]

hey, can we talk for a second? it’s about your girlfriend. yeah, she’s great. no, yeah, I agree. It’s just that… she seems really devoted to you? Like really devoted. Almost as if you were the sole, fragile line mooring her to the shores of humanity. No, that’s not romant—ugh. Listen. Me and the girls, we’re worried you might be the last good thing to happen to her and that were some tragedy to inevitably befall you, she would tear the gods from their thrones and dye the infinite western seas wine-dark with their ichor. Do you think you could introduce her to a new hobby or something? we don’t want to have to argue over what color “wine-dark” is supposed to be

[raiasintended]

I just don’t think tags get any better than this

[why-is-it-always-autumn]

It's good and cool to give your characters a single simple, straightforward, non-urgent, super-achievable goal that shouldn't really cost anything or hurt anyone, make that the driving factor for most of their decisions, and then have the Plot do everything in its power to stop them.

[why-is-it-always-autumn]

Goals include but are not limited to:

Wanting to go home

Wanting people out of your house who shouldn't be there

Trying to find a reliable babysitter

Trying to deliver a letter or package

Trying to do a favor for someone

Wanting to see a specific thing, place, or kind of animal

Wanting to collect the money somebody owes you (the lower the debt the better)

Trying to win a bet

Wanting to punch a specific person in the face

[blacknidstang]

"wanting people out of your house who shouldn't be there" is my favorite because that was literally Shrek's main goal

[onomatopiya]

about to discovery write for the first time. why is this so scary

[onomatopiya]

we MIGHT be getting somewhere lads!!!!

The first night after Sawyer Dean leaves Texas behind for good, he thinks he hears wolves howling outside of his new, too-big, too-empty three-bedroom apartment. Wolves or coyotes or boys trying to pass as inhuman, he thinks. More than likely it’s the former; the sky is dark and moonless, and Sawyer thinks he read somewhere that the wolves in Virginia are long since extinct anyway. But there’s something about it. The keening. Long and cracking and animal. Sawyer shivers despite himself, and he pictures wolves pooling below the street lights outside and howling up at the dirty bulbs like each one is a tiny moon of its own. Or maybe they’re just howling because they can. Sawyer puts his lips together and whistles against the silent, cloying air of his bedroom like he can mimic it.

[kiz-laurant]

[stan-of-many]

Me, reading my scraps of fics in my notes app: oh, that’s good, I really like that. Someone should finish that.

[chikuto]

So I rewatched Gravity Falls for the first time after going through a rough start this year, and I remembered a short comic I really wanted to do after the series ended. HERE’S THE, UM, PROLOGUE. I GUESS. 

It’s based on the premise that Stan doesn’t immediately remember everything after the end of the show, and the comic will deal with the consequnces of him remembering Bill some years later. I’d like to continue this - it’s pretty much just my own spin on “bill comes back”, because I’m a creature of self-indulgence and you’ll never take me alive, officer.

WE’LL SEE PLEASE LOOK FORWARD TO IT??

Also if you like this you can go read my original comic Clockwork okay i’ll stop

For more stuff you can also find me on Twitter | Instagram !! 

[animate-mush]

The other thing I have realized in my efforts today is that not only do Dracula and Mina have similar tastes in women, and men, they seem to have similar tastes in everything. Architecture. Trains. Everything. It's uncanny

[see-arcane]

Mina, languishing:

[animate-mush]

Mina has a seething hatred of Dracula for the absolute pettiest of reasons but she is being So Brave About It but then she reads the diary and is like OH THANK GOD we have to kill him.

This is definitely because of Lucy's murder and Jonathan's imprisonment and not because he bought the last model train set she was eyeing for her collection. Definitely.

[see-arcane]

Mina, firing new holes in Dracula: This is for Jonathan! -bang- This is for Lucy! -bang- And this is for the limited edition single run gold-trim Central Pacific 'Jupiter' UP No. 119 - American Type model!

Dracula, spitting blood: It rolls so smooth on the tracks. Not that you'd know.

Mina, eyes blazing, barrel to his head: Play with it in Hell. -bang-