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feminineenergylife · 9 days

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I Flourish. 🌸

#flourishing #flourish #women #black women #divine feminine #feminine #feminine energy #femininity #black femininity #soft black women #soft life #feminine journey #soft #soft girl #soft aesthetic #dior #jasmine tooks #feminine energy life

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addictivecontradiction · 11 months

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Angels in America, 2003

#drama #fantasy #romance #angels in america #mike nichols #tony kushner #justin kirk #flourishing

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yoursghouly · 9 months

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Source: Cheezburger

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lisosoup · 8 months

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girls just wanna have fun

#ranfren #randals friends #randal ivory #luther von ivory #randal ranfren #nyen ranfren #nyen catman #nyen fanart #nyon ranfren #nyon catman #unbothered #moisturized #happy #in his lane #relaxed #focused #flourishing

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sourtomatola · 6 days

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Taking Candy for a Fool Part 17

You bolted form the boy’s room. You know the doors were locked, but you still had to find a way out. Maybe you could find a service entrance, or an employee exit, cause you’re pretty sure they didn’t stay for the whole six hours overnight.

As you rushed through the hallways, you suddenly saw a huge lumbering being bashing walls down. Upon a longer look, cause you couldn’t look away, you discovered the being way in fact, Chika. Her teeth and body enlarged as she elbowed the wall, hardly seeming to notice you.

You looked down a different Hall to get away from her, but who should com bouncing down, but Mr. Carl Cupcake, also Enlarged, grotesque, and if his words from the other night were true…hungry.

You began to run directly away from him, knowing he probably didn’t know you and thought you were another harvested to enact revenge on. A whimpering yelp came from your throat as you ducked away into another room. Thankfully the cupcake didn’t seem to notice and kept hopping away. You heard a loud scream and a splattering sound, making you flinch at the implications.

You took a moment to catch your breath before looking around where you were. You heard a slurping noise and slowly looked behind you to see Foxy, the old Boston bean himself. His mouth was almost entirely in his mouth licking away the sticky drippy substance that was on his only palm.

He began to breath hard. His shell began to grow harder, darker. His exposed metal legs remained the same, but bright lights began to drop down from inside his shell. His breaths were growing deeper and slower, a bright flame starting to come from his mouth, flames sparking from his eyes and cracked areas.

You could tell by the look in his eye, that you needed to run. You bolted again, not daring to look behind you. You could hear the sound of small hard objects scattering everywhere, you assumed they were foxy’s peanuts considering he seemed to always be dropping them everywhere.

Out of nowhere, arms grabbed you, making you shriek. Your glasses flew from your face from the jerking motion. You were plunged into the darkness, watching Foxy’s furious form spitting flaming peanuts everywhere, catching everything he touched on fire. You began to fight against the arms that had you, but soon recognized the feeling and smell of taffy.

You looked back, expecting to see Puppet, but was surprised to see Marionette instead. They pulled you close to their body as they looked around.

Puppet’s box was empty. Marionette was out of their box. Nightmarionne’s box was intact, but shivering. Tentacles poking out of tiny holes that looked recently busted.

You let out a small squeak of fear before Marionette pulled you into their box just before you hear a terrifying crack. You were breathing hard, plunged in terrifying darkness after having witnessed such horrors. Heavy cool taffy held you, feeling almost like a weighted blanket. You were grateful for it, as it did seem to relieve your anxiety.

“Marionette…I-I have to get out of here.” You told him softly.

“Not safe.” A melodic voice whispered so hushed, you almost didn’t hear it.

“I-I know, that’s why I need to get out!” You told them.

“Box, safe.” A small rap on the inside wall of the box. “Box, fireproof. Safe.”