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SKIDROWFLORIST
ind. sel. rp blog for AUDREY FULQUARD of ‘LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS’ — incorporates both stage musical and 1986 movie canon. est. feb. 2016, written by ros, varying levels of activity. canon, oc, and crossover friendly. please read rules before interacting!
Audrey in red for anonymous
(1986) Little Shop Of Horrors
This little shop can fit so many horrors ‼️
Time lapse of house plants moving throughout the day.
Memories of my Childhood Edition
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scraped knees, silent tears in a locked room, slamming doors, pervasive loneliness, a dog barking, rain on a metal roof, flinching at movement, the creak of an old house, forced laughter, wandering in the dark woods, wondering how you made it through, sudden loss, trying to make sense of the noise, hiding what you love to protect it, trying to explain but your words falter, invaded privacy, confusion at the pain, running barefoot in the grass, wondering what you did wrong and coming up with nothing, realizing you aren’t a priority, grass stains on white clothing, trying to earn love you will never have, being threatened over the smallest mistake, secrets you are warned not to share, the feeling of never being good enough, the hope things might someday get better, grief that aches in your bones, childish dares and pranks, the sense that your body isn’t yours, shame and guilt that aren’t yours to carry, sledding down a frozen hill, absentmindedly following snakes through the grass, punching a tree until your knuckles bleed, tears over every dead creature you find, searching out small places you can hide… just in case, climbing the tallest tree so they can’t touch you, the feeling of something tainted under your skin, a curious child told to stop asking, floral dresses, body tensing at approaching footsteps, anger with nowhere to go, brief escapes from the chaos, the purr of a contented cat, taking the blame to keep the peace, being told you’re too sensitive, the creaking springs of a trampoline on a sunny day
Tagged by: @scrivellc (thanks! i am QUAKING at the things they share… they things they probably don't know they share and can never explain to each other….)
Tagging: @1end, @fabricwrapped (for evelyn), @leatherfangs, @murroyilodel, @polarean (for elwin or jacques), @themeekwillinherit
Rodriquez's Hate Street Dialogue kinda gives me Audrey vibes
i can see that! it's got very "raised on skid row" vibes generally. talking up the strife and desire to get away but also pointing out the unexpected community or sense of home. that first verse especially feels like audrey :) thanks for sharing the song!
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@leatherfangs // continued.
If Audrey weren't already red with embarrassment, this woman's comment would definitely have gotten her there. Even her foundation can't save her from this kind of blush... She's had to get used to some level of lewd as a result of her night job, and talking about it here is almost like talking in the backroom of The Gutter, amongst the dancers, where it feels more matter-of-fact, trading industry secrets. She doesn't think it speaks well of her character that she'd know those secrets or that sense of community, but she's not looking that self-loathing in the face just now.
Right now she's making conversation in this boutique with a woman who looks like she could snap Audrey in half and has a full basket of her own, which Audrey is distinctly trying not to notice.
"I guess that is a nice set. Thank you," she murmurs, because she's not sure how else to answer someone's lingerie recommendation, even less so when it's a good one. If it were up to her, she'd like something of that kind, gauzy and pink and sweet (not that she'd ever admit she might want to buy that something for herself), but unfortunately it's not up to her, not really. "I'm, um, I'm shoppin' for someone else's taste, though. I think he's more into the, ah, leather and studs type thing. It all looks so uncomfortable, but I guess he'd sorta like that about it..."
happy munday, and happy new year's day! usually i share my carnivores with you, but today we have a succulent instead. when you look at the 'mother of thousands' you might well think of that 'mean green mother' audrey ii and its backup-singing baby pods. clearly twoey's film design didn't draw exclusively from carnivores. :) this plant produces little plantlets all along its leaves, which grow their own roots, can be easily dropped with a brush, and scatter around the mother plant, quickly colonizing your soil. as is clear from these three pictures of three different containers, i have quite a lot of this gal, and it's a happy volunteer sprout in the pots of my other plants. on the left is a mature plant, on the right is a pot that's been taken over with seedlings, and in the center is the prettiest family photo i could get of mother and daughters. plant: kalanchoe daigremontiana
Mary Oliver, from “Evidence: Poems”
thinking about doing another plant pic munday tomorrow (maybe a pic of me too... we'll see). seems like a nice way to start off the new year :)
@polarean / continued.
Audrey looks over the clipping with interest. “Gee, the world news section.” How could she ever have dreamed that her strange little plant would be not just the talk of the town, but of the state, maybe even the country or the world! She has no idea what place the kid calls home, and the scrap of newspaper doesn’t give any clue, but even neighboring New Jersey feels a world away to her sometimes, so any place would amaze her. “She is bigger already, that’s true... We repot her every few weeks. It’s unheard of — usually you only repot in the spring, and lotsa plants don’t even get repotted once a year.” She thinks he might know some of the usual facts already, since your average Joe with no experience in plants doesn’t tend to ask questions about repotting. Is he interested in gardening, himself? “But nothin’ about our girl is usual, so we have to sorta make the rules up as we go. Gettin’ these big terra cotta pots is starting to get expensive! Do you have plants of your own at home?”
thinking about doing another plant pic munday tomorrow (maybe a pic of me too... we'll see). seems like a nice way to start off the new year :)
"But it's not really real, is it?"
independent mary dahl / baby doll from btas. penned by bri (they/them). est. 2013.
