#lsoh rp

[just-me-and-the-toaster]

“Seymour…?” Audrey whispered, so quiet it was at risk of being stolen away by the breeze. It was as if he was a magnet. She had no hope of pulling away from him, the only way to go was forward – and it seemed to be the same for Seymour. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears coupled with warning bells flashing through her mind. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn't even be entertaining the idea. The internal battle had fiercely raged within her from the very moment she met him, and it seemed finally that her heart had won. 

She studied his face intently, counting his freckles and examining the way all his features connected to create one beautiful face. The fireflies seemed to freeze in place around them, creating a starry backdrop. The wind rustled through the reeds and the crickets quietly sang their song, as if urging Audrey forward. Her heart fluttered nervously, and for a moment she felt she couldn’t close the distance between them. But the wind whispered to go ahead, to do it before it was too late. 

Audrey closed her eyes and leaned forward, and had just brushed his lips with hers when suddenly the peaceful atmosphere collapsed. Audrey felt the harsh sting of cold water, and suddenly her shirts felt like dead weights wrapped around her legs. Everything happened so quickly, that she didn't know what happened. Had they shifted the weight in the boat? Had they run into something? Her mind instantly flashed back to the shipwreck, panic flaring through her. Audrey frantically kicked her legs, trying to propel herself to the surface, but something was wrong. Her foot seemed caught in some sort of vine. She tugged against it, but it held on fast. Audrey’s lungs began to burn as she continued to fight against the water.

@young-botanical-genius

Audrey focused on the even back and forth of the paddles through the water as she steered her and her new friend toward the little spot in the lagoon she liked to escape to. She stole glances at the curly haired man across from her, trying not to blush. She knew she had no place taking a liking to this fellow who had seemingly washed up ashore a few nights ago…but his smile was so sweet and his eyes so deep and brown, she couldn’t help herself. But still, she kept it reserved, knowing in a few days time she’d be married off to some prince she had never met. She frowned, scolding herself for being so negative about it. Any prince would be better than the last one she was arranged to marry — but he had drowned in a mysterious shipwreck, one she had nearly met the same fate in, sending the kingdom into a scramble to find her a husband.

The pair turned around a corner into a little pool, surrounded by trees and vines. Moss grew over large boulders and fireflies twinkled in the air. The whole place put Audrey’s troubled mind at ease. “It’s so peaceful, isn’t it?” She smiled warmly, already knowing not to expect a verbal answer. He hadn’t said a word since he’d appeared on the beach, but Audrey didn’t mind. She found that there were other ways you could communicate with someone, and it was a nice change from the men who found every excuse to shut her up and talk over her. She stole another glance at the man across from her, hoping to find that he found her hideaway just as wondrous as she did. “I love comin’ here when I wanna get away for a bit…nobody else in the palace knows about it”.

[o-scrivello]

" Is it my turn yet ?! "

Fuckin'— Fine. Fine. Come through. What didya say you needed?

[amongstthechaoscrew]

// open Gordon, Little Shop Of Horrors AU

Plot: Gordon runs the Flower Shop down on Skid Row, named Lawsons. Your muse can either be a customer or the love interest or whatever

"I feel like you're going to ask me questions and you're not gonna believe my answers." Gordon laughed nervously and made a face "I found that plant, after the total eclipse of the sun."

[ill-be-somewhere-green]

Hello there, are you Audrey? I was told you could benefit from my services.

- @dr-h-lecter

Depends who's asking. Who are you.

[now-doitnow]

Show us Audrey II!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stop asking about Audrey II!

[itsjusthegas]

Should i become a dentist?

Depends. Do ya want t’ cause pain? Do ya enjoy dentistry? Do ya have any dental skill? That last part is optional, really.

If ya enjoy it, I say go for it!

[young-botanical-genius]

Suddenly Seymour!

Indie, semi-selective, mostly movie-based RP blog for Seymour Krelborn from Little Shop of Horrors.

Willing to RP with canon and original characters.

Askbox and DMs are open. (Be sure to read the rules and about pages before interacting)

[the-editors-wife]

Oh! Uh- Hi! Welcome to Tumblr?

- @seymourlikesplants

Seymour! How are you sweetness? Doing well I hope dearie :).

[muse-of-the-multiverse]

"Hi, my name's Rebecca"

Independent single OC multiverse Muse blog for Rebecca.

Transformers, Doctor Who, Pacific Rim, Little Shop Of Horrors & Van Helsing.

AU & Crossover friendly.

Rules | Pinned Post | Bio

Likes/Follows from @bluenotegaming

[artkidnextdoor]

OKAY rebranding bcuz i dont use this account and want to.

ive never been good at oc's anyways so whatever. gonna just interact as myself on this account. hi call me blue :] recently obsessed with falsettos, p much anything cborle and mr rannells. this is my sign off🎨 also if u couldnt tell i love vincent van gogh and will talk to anyone abt him.

(( edit- thought this would be good to add, #18+ will be for interactions w more mature blogs!! proceed at ur own discretion!! ))

[vortexhq]

greetings from fairewoods, california! we hope you're having a wonderful time, seymour krelborn ( little shop of horrors ) and hou - ting wu ( avatar: the legend of korra ), here in our little sanctuary! make sure you read the checklist, and we'll be sending you the discord link through ims! welcome to a land where everyone gets their happy ever after, arrow!

{  little shop of horrors ( musical, canon, ca ).  chella man;  he/him;  trans man.  }  —  do you hear that? it sounds like ( come along ) by ( cosmo sheldrake ).  i think i heard ( seymour krelborn ) playing this before.  have you met them yet?  they’re a ( twenty-eight ) year old ( botanist ), and they’re usually always hanging around ( fairewoods park ).  they’re known around town for ( tucking his plants in with homemade blankets every night );  fitting for them, since they’re so ( patient ) yet ( people-pleasing ).  they’re sort of associated with ( mud being tracked in a clean hallway, whipped cream mustaches, mismatched socks peeking through holes in well-worn sneakers ) which makes total sense when you get to know them.  i wonder how they’ve been doing lately;  last i heard from them, they were telling me about a dream they had?  something about ( feeding that godforsaken plant ), but i’m not sure what they were talking about.  they always do tell the strangest stories…  //  [  arrow,  23 / pst,  they/she.  ]

{  avatar the legend of korra ( tv show, canon, ca ).  metawin opas-iamkajorn;  he/him;  cis man.  }  —  do you hear that? it sounds like ( all dolled up ) by ( the orion experience ).  i think i heard ( hou-ting wu ) playing this before.  have you met them yet?  they’re a ( twenty-four ) year old ( junior sommelier ), and they’re usually always hanging around ( fairewoods farm ).  they’re known around town for ( stopping by daily at fairewoods farms to “serenade” the animals );  fitting for them, since they’re so ( charismatic ) yet ( self-aggrandizing ).  they’re sort of associated with ( warm light spilling from behind velvet curtains, rings so polished you can see your reflection in them, shelves lined with intricate glass bottles ) which makes total sense when you get to know them.  i wonder how they’ve been doing lately;  last i heard from them, they were telling me about a dream they had?  something about ( fucking around in the lap of luxury while neglecting the needs of his citizens ), but i’m not sure what they were talking about.  they always do tell the strangest stories…  //  [  arrow,  23 / pst,  they/she.  ]

[just-me-and-the-toaster]

@themeekwillinherit

Audrey stood shocked and still on the edge of what used to be Mushnick’s Florist. She was covered in dust, what looked like green grass stains, various cuts and bruises–including one jagged cut of significant size that was still bleeding–and her wedding dress was torn to shreds.  She wondered how much blood she had actually lost because she was feeling a bit woozy and wasn’t sure her thoughts were all straight…a talking plant? a talking, man-eating plant?!  Was she sure she was remembering that right? Was that what Seymour had been trying to tell–Seymour! He’d been inside the shop when it had collapsed!  Her fuzzy thoughts cleared and she anxiously called into the night, desperate to hear his voice answering her, “Seymour! Seymour, where are you?” She stumbled over the bricks towards the epicenter of the destruction, clawing at the fallen stone. “Seymour? Seymour!” Every moment that he didn’t answer her she grew more and more hysterical.  “Seymour!” She cried, and then winced, clutching a hand to her side.  “...Seymour?” She said, quieter this time as tears streamed down her face.  He was gone.  She had lost him. She began to sink to knees in despair. 

[o-scrivello]

…You wanna tell me something?

- Burns.

I'm turnin' 'em down sweetheart I- I don't wanna see anyone but you. Promise.

[o-scrivello]

[There was a knock at Orins door. Audrey stood on the other side, her hair messed up, stinking of booze. She stumbled slightly as she waited. Knocking on the door yet again, impatient.]

@ill-be-somewhere-green

[Orin didn't bother checking the people, he never did anymore, he simply swinging it open to see Audrey, and being hit with the smell. He physically recoiled.]

Audi- Audrey? Th' fuck are you doin' here? I thought ya didn't wanna see me anymore but you seem t' be th' one reachin' out.

[o-scrivello]

Oh, hey. You’re home early.

- Burns.

Where the fuck have you been.

[just-me-and-the-toaster]

@young-botanical-genius

Audrey stirred as morning light began to filter through the cotton curtains that hung in the bedroom window of the little green house on a little green street in a little green town. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled as her gaze landed on a red cardinal perched on the window box, singing in welcome to the morning sun. She watched the bird for a while, her head resting on Seymour’s chest, his arm still around her. In typical Audrey fashion, she had completely forgotten what today was: the 14th of February. Of course, she’d gotten Seymour a little something sweet earlier that week and then tucked it into a hiding spot in the closet, she just had forgotten that today was the day. Equally, she had learned not to expect anything from Valentine’s Day, and didn’t want to get her hopes up and then be disappointed – despite the endless love Seymour had showered her with thus far. In the meantime, she let her mind wander as she waited for Seymour to also wake up. She didn’t want to get up just yet, both because she didn’t want to disturb him and because she was enjoying the quiet morning. Waking up next to Seymour and snuggling up until they grew hungry for breakfast was her favorite part of the day. It seemed the epitome of the simple life she had imagined: they didn’t have anything to fret about and could easily hide away under the covers from the lingering worries of their past.