#fc: florence pugh

[alaynasansa]

Queens of the Seven Kingdoms -> Mothers and daughters

[euphoriclusts]

[eddysocs]

Volumes (Amara x OC)

Summary: Chuck wants to do away with humanity, but Amara has grown fond of humans, one in particular, so Chuck will just have to start with her.

Word Count: 1,001

Warnings: Angst, threats of violence

Chuck didn’t have to lay a finger on her in order to kill her. Both he and Amara knew that, yet he’d chosen to take her hostage, holding an angel blade across her throat, barring her against him. He could have just snapped his fingers and it all would have been over, but to him this was personal, as if it were some sort of betrayal. Maybe that’s how he saw it. But that’s not how Amara saw things.

Lena had been a wake up call to Amara, a light within the darkness she was made of, and lately, her very reason for being. Now it was left to her to save her light before her brother could snuff it out. With Lena as his prisoner, Amara froze, unsure of her next move. Chuck wasn’t often entirely ruthless, but he was smart and calculating, so she’d have to take that into consideration. This wasn’t about killing Lena. If it was, she’d be dead already. What Amara had to figure out was what this was really about for him.

"Let her go," she finally said, her voice rumbling low as she conveyed the threat behind her words. Let her go and this doesn’t have to end in blood. Chuck shifted the blade in response, now angling its tip upwards, pointing it directly at her throat. He could run it through and leave Amara to watch her sputter and gurgle her way to a slow death, drowning in her own blood. Part of him wanted to. He’d love to see his sister fall apart at witnessing the death of her beloved human. Humans were his creation, not hers, and he’d never been one to share.

"You’d like that, wouldn’t you," Chuck finally said. "Humanity is mine, Amara. When it comes to them, I can do anything I want. All you can do is destroy. That’s all you’ve ever done. And yet you wonder why I locked you away, why I wouldn’t let you play with my toys?"

Amara let out a dry laugh. "Humans aren’t toys," she argued. Chuck cocked an eyebrow. This was the stance she was going to take? Surely not. But Amara didn’t waver. She’d meant it. She was ultimate power and destruction personified and yet she cared about life forms far beneath her. "You may have created them, but they’re not your puppets, Chuck."

The way she had said his chosen name, it stung a little. It was the most human part about him. He wasn’t Light, wasn’t God, but Chuck, a dreadfully human moniker which had been entirely of his own choosing. She really knew how to rub salt in a wound, but all he wanted was to start fresh, recreate everything in a new image. He couldn’t do that if Amara was unwilling to help him. She couldn’t have any attachments. And she may hate him for a while, but he had infinite amounts of time on his hands, so what was he waiting for?

He pressed the blade closer to Lena's throat, now pricking her skin and drawing blood, which trailed down her neck. Amara held her ground. Did she not believe he’d do it? Kill her in cold blood? How foolish. She should know him better than that.

Chuck removed the blade from Lena's throat, her hand reflexively going to the small wound to cover it. So delicate, humans. If he wanted Amara to ever forgive him, he better make Lena's death a quick one.

Just as Lena let go of her mounting fear at her own seemingly imminent demise, Chuck moved to deliver his final —fatal— blow. Lena had barely any time to react. She’d only glimpsed the blade as it caught the light. The same one that had been at her throat was now speeding towards her heart. This was it. Lena braced herself for whatever death would bring, but it all came to a halt with a scream.

This was no horror-movie-heroine scream, but something altogether more guttural, a blood curdling noise that in and of itself felt like it had the power to kill. Lena covered her ears, but even that could not drown it out. The mere force of it sent ripples through the air strong enough to actually feel as they made their way past her. It was then she realized this sound, this inhuman warning call, it was coming from Amara.

When it finally ceased, the silence somehow felt more deafening than the scream itself. Lena had fallen to her knees, shaken, but alive. Chuck was gone, the angel blade dropped in the dirt a few inches from Lena. That feral, banshee cry had been her saving grace. However Amara had managed it, Lena found herself eternally thankful.

With the threat gone and the dust settling, Amara ran to Lena, clutching her up in a hug and pulling her to her feet. Lena clung to Amara as she regained her footing, her arms around her waist, her cheek pressed against Amara's chest as she tried to stop the tears from falling. Amara held her tighter with one arm, while she brought her other hand up to Lena's hair, stroking it in a reassuring manner. "I will never let him hurt you," she promised. The calmness in her tone held an underlying ferocity and protectiveness to it that, had Lena not known her better, she would have found frightening.

Finally, Lena let out her tears. Soft sobs were now the only sound in the clearing where the two of them stood and Lena thought for a moment that perhaps this place would forever be silent because of Amara. Maybe that was as it should be. When her tears began to dry, Lena looked up at Amara. "Take me away from here," she said. Amara smiled softly, nodded and kissed the top of Lena's head. In a blink, they were gone, just the supernaturally disturbed land was left behind, a marker of a showdown where love had triumphed over hate.

Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @baubeautyandthegeek, @foxesandmagic, @carmens-garden, @fawera, @themaradaniels, @that-demigirl, @iloveocs, @bossyladies

[akiraneonrp]

[stellasguardianstuff]

face claim stuff

Okay, so, nothing bothers me more than finding some really cool stuff on tumblr that others use for rp stuff, and then not being able to find out who the face claim / play-by / whatever you want to call it is. If you see something you like here, hopefully you can find the person I use for all my face claims. I do try to add the face claims in the tags every post that I can, but here is just a blanket post for face claims.  

My Characters;

Elle Camarena (Pink Time Force); Phoebe Tonkin

Bella Park (Red Dino Charge); Jeon Somi

Willa Langston (Blue Wild Force); Dove Cameron

Maeve Bosch (Pink Dino Fury); Ashley Moore

Kennedy Bergstrom (Yellow Lightspeed); Elizabeth Olsen

Pip Abbott (Former Green Turbo, Red Operation Overdrive); Florence Pugh

Hayley Ziktor (Dino Thunder Mentor); Eiza González

Tea Wells (Blue Dino Thunder); Nyane Lebajoa

Kassi van Dael (Red Jungle Fury); Lorena Rae (formerly Taylor Swift)

Quinn Morgan (Summer Cove Civilian); Melissa Benoist

Isa Mosconi (Angel Grove Civilian); Isabela Merced (formerly Cree Cicchino)

Clare Langtree (Mystic Force Mentor); Scarlett Leithold

Remy Haywood (MMPR Pink); Bridget Satterlee

Blake Fontana (Yellow Ninja Storm); Brittany O'Grady

Freya Winchester (San Angeles Civilian); Marina Nery

Rosemary Reese (Reefside Civilian); Grace Caroline Currey

[millennialshqs]

¿alguien conoce a ophelia platt? los rumores llenan todos los rincones y los hechos seguramente darán de qué hablar.

daisy, ¡bienvenide a millennialshqs! estamos felices de recibirte en el grupo y no podemos esperar a ver cómo tu personaje se desarrolla en esta historia. recordá enviar la cuenta de tu personaje pronto y, en caso de necesitar cualquier cosa, no dudes en ponerte en contacto con nosotras.

OOC.

NOMBRE: daisy

PRONOMBRES: ella / suya

EDAD: 21+

ZONA HORARIA: gmt-3

TRIGGERS: non-con, incesto, abusos.

¿ALGO QUE AGREGAR? todo perfecto!

IC.

NOMBRE: ophelia platt.

PRONOMBRES: ella / suya.

FACECLAIM: florence pugh.

EDAD: veinticinco.

ESQUELETO: a1.

FECHA DE CUMPLEAÑOS: diez de agosto.

DESCRIPCIÓN PSICOLÓGICA:

DIFÍCIL CARÁCTER es como su madre le ha descrito a lo largo de su vida cuando inclinación a llevarle la contraria ha estado presente desde que tiene memoria, mientras que su padre diría que se trata de una joven AFABLE y CARISMÁTICA, ( casi ) siempre dispuesta en prestar una mano a quienes la necesiten, cierta forma de hacerle sentir mejor por el apellido que carga y la fortuna que trae detrás, no llegándose a sentir del todo merecedora. a pesar de parecer ser amiga de muchos, no se le hace fácil establecer amistades duraderas, existen periodos en los que se consideraría a si misma una persona SOLITARIA, aunque no del todo, porque suele estar acompañada de sus gatos y perros. por naturaleza es AVENTURERA, lo que le ha metido en más de un problema del que no ha sido difícil zafarse, después de todo, ha aprendido a ser MANIPULADORA, algo que se encuentra codificado en su adn gracias a su madre.

DESCRIPCIÓN FÍSICA:

ASPECTO FÍSICO.

TATUAJE.

tiene un par de cicatrices en los brazos, principalmente hechas por sus gatos.

PERMISOS, MARCA CON NEGRITA TU RESPUESTA:

en caso de unfollow, ¿dejarías que se continúe utilizando tu personaje como no jugable? SÍ / no.

¿dejarías que todo lo que rolees pueda tener impacto directo sobre la trama del grupal? es decir, que a partir de tus convos la administración pueda usar cierta información para futuras actividades. SÍ / sí, pero hablándolo primero / no.

[bunnysrph]

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡  #𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐆𝐈𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊

by clicking on the SOURCE LINK you’ll find #043 GIFS of the beautiful FLORENCE PUGH . please keep in mind that they are ENGLISH, IRISH && WELSH . all of the gifs were made from scratch by me. please LIKE / REBLOG if you find this pack useful! LAST UPDATED :  may 2023.

PLEASE DO NOT :

claim them as your own!

use them in gif hunts without proper credit!

use them in smut rps with minors!

[ ! ] CONTENT WARNINGS : blood / injury.

[alotofpockets]

In love | Florence Pugh

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Prompt: "You’re in love with her.”

masterlist | marvel masterlist | Words: 1400

You and Florence have been best friends since you were seven years old. Now twenty years later, you’re still as close as you were back then, if not closer. You’ve been there for the good parts like discovering who you were as people, growing individually, and what your hopes and dreams for your futures are. You’ve been there for each other for the bad parts like heartbreaks, job rejections, and family health issues. In other words, you had always been there for each other. She was the most important person in your life.

Growing up you had monthly sleepovers together and you often with on the Pugh families vacations with them. The sleepovers turned into rooming together in college and eventually living together after you graduated. Her family had considered you a part of their family a long time ago, and you considered them family as well.

You were invited to the big reopening of Clint’s restaurant tonight. He had given it a more modern look, while keeping the cozy vibe. He was throwing a party in celebration, the place was full of friends, family, and food lovers from around the area.

Finding yourself amongst a group of strangers you get to talking. You were interested in where they came from and how they knew about the restaurant, it was fun to hear the experience of all these individuals that came together to celebrate the reopening. You got into conversation with one of the girls that was standing at your table. While finding out where everyone came from, you realized you went to the same school. You weren’t in the same year, she was a couple years older than you were, but you found out you had a lot of the same teachers. You were laughing together as you were each telling stories about the teachers that you had in common.

On the other side of the room, you were being watched by Florence, she watched your every move. Her face showed that she was growing more and more annoyed with what she was looking at. Raffie walked back up to Florence with their drinks. “What are you looking all annoyed about?” She asked. Florence turned red as she felt caught. “Nothing.” She quicky said diverting her eyes away from you. Though she was too slow, Raffie had already spotted where her sister had been looking and smirked. “When are you going to just admit it?” Florence sends her sister a confused look, “Admit what?” Raffie shakes her head in disbelief, did her sister really think she was fooling anyone. “Come on, it's obvious, you’re in love with her.” As if you sensed that the conversation was about you, you were headed their way. “Act cool.” Florence warned her sister. “Pfft, worry about yourself.” Raffie laughed. You walked right up to Florence and put an arm around her shoulder, not noticing her flushed cheeks at your action. “Hey, have you’ve spoken to any of the people here? They’re like from all over the place, it’s so cool they’re all here for your dad’s food!” Florence sent a warning look to Raffie who was looking a little too smug in her direction.

“Hey Raf, mind if I steal this one for a dance?” You ask shaking Flo’s shoulder playfully. “Not at all.” You smile her way and turn around walking Florence over to the middle of the restaurant where some people had started to dance. Florence looks back at her sister who winks her way. Right as you make your way to the dance floor a slow song starts playing, you take Flo’s hand and pull her closer. You’re both laughing as you spin her right onto the dance floor. “Remember the dance we made up to this song for that talent show?” You ask her. “Yeah, every move.” Florence smiles. You reach out your hand, “What do you say we show these people how it’s done?” She takes your hand and you both start moving to the dance you rehearsed day after day for weeks. It was like you had performed the choreography yesterday, moving in sync and all the right moves. You were both wearing the biggest smiles on your faces as you moved effortlessly around the dance floor, not noticing that you had gathered a crowd with their phones out filming you. It happened to you often, the world around you disappearing when you were with Florence. Dancing with her brought back so many happy memories. You had been in a dance class together when you were younger and used to dance everywhere you could, inside, in the backyard, and even on your way home from school. The outro of the song played, and you moved into your ending position. The crowd erupted in cheer, which was the first time you noticed that people had been looking at you two. You both bowed and walked off. Subconsciously you kept holding her hand as you walked back over to the table Raffie was sitting at. When you noticed you were still holding her hand you got a warm feeling in your chest, she hadn’t let you. You rub your thumb over the back of her hand as you look at your intertwined fingers. Florence looked up at you and smiled, you returned the smile before she leaned her head into your side.

You stay like that talking with Raffie for a bit before Florence asks if you can help her with something in the kitchen. “Of course, lead the way.” You answered. She expertly moved her way through the crowd, leading you to the kitchen. When you entered the kitchen Florence stood still, she seemed to be deep in thought. “What did you need my help with?” Florence takes a deep breath, “Nothing actually, I just wanted some privacy.” Your feel your heart start beating faster. You’re both quiet for a moment. Florence takes a small step forward and takes your hand in hers once again. She looks up into your eyes and breaks the silence, “Tell me this isn’t all in my head.” You pull her closer, “It’s not.” That’s when you kiss her with all the passion you’ve been hiding for years. You move your hand to cup her cheek and the hand that was previously holding hers was now on her lower back, pulling her closer to you. One of her hands was in the nape of your neck, also trying to get you even closer than you already were. It was a kiss full of feelings, every build up piece of chemistry emerging from your bodies. When you both pull away to catch your breath, you keep holding each other close. “I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.” Florence says. “Me too.” You respond before you kiss her again.

After kissing some more, you sit down in the kitchen and talk about what just happened. Though it was very clear that it was a want from both your ends. “Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” Florence asks shyly. “Yes, of course, Flo. I would love to be.” You share another sweet kiss before you decide to head back to the party. You walk back over to Raffie, but you get stopped on the way by Flo’s mom. “Hey y/n, can I borrow you for one second?” You squeeze Flo’s hand as you say “Of course, Deb, right behind you!”

Florence does make her way back to Raffie. “Hm helping in the kitchen but coming back out with any food, care to explain?” Florence rolls her eyes jokingly. “Oh, shush you. You were right, I should just admit it. I didn’t tell her that I love her yet, but we kissed, and I asked her to be my girlfriend.” Raffie’s face lights up, “Oh my god! I was just messing with you, I didn’t know you actually did anything. Ahh this is so exciting, tell me everything!” You looked over your shoulder as you were helping Deb with the photobooth and saw Florence excitedly talking to her sister. You felt that warm feeling come back to your chest and smiled to yourself. You were head over heels in love with Florence and you were so excited to see where life was going to take you. All you knew was that with her by your side as your girlfriend it was going to be incredible.

~

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[suskindkore]

Florence Pugh

credit: suskind

[brenda-panicstation]

© PANIC STATION Florence Pugh

[diamond-dust-graph]

[fierce-women]

"сука"

YELENA

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[euphoriclusts]

[findopulencerp]

                           𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖓 𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖑𝖎𝖊

she was born twenty-four years ago, she is a human who lives in bowden and is unemployed. she looks an awful lot like florence pugh.

“I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.”

tw: alcohol, drunk, abuse, kidnapping, toxic relationship, delusion

Helen was born to the Reed family, a prosperous and big family, proud owners of a ranch near Turnersville, Texas… which she always thought was out in the middle of nowhere and a place she needed to escape. They were three kids, her the middle one, with a bigger sister and a smaller brother that all doted on as if he were made of gold. Since he was born, when Helen was five years old, she felt left out of most things, her sister being 6 years older and her mother and father constantly hovering over the sickly baby that made too much fuss. She couldn’t say she did not love her family, but she wishes she could escape them all and build a castle in which to live.

That was until she turned thirteen and she stopped believing in fairytales, turning to her schoolwork and hard labor around the ranch. She was homeschooled and her contact with the outside world was mostly through the internet and a few visits here and there where she could go with her father. 

By the time she turned eighteen, she had a bag ready with things and left for Tennessee, hitchhiking and sleeping behind bars and using what little money she had saved up throughout the years for food. What would usually be a twelve-hour trip took her a week and a half and in the end, she found a job as a waitress at a local diner. The world outside of the ranch wasn’t as great as she had seen online, but it wasn’t also as dangerous as it had appeared. After living on the couch of a colleague for half a year she managed to save enough to put in for rent and changed jobs to a bar where she earned far more. By twenty-two she was just drifting through life, relying a bit too much on alcohol to get through the afternoons before work, hanging out after it with some folks she had gotten to know through the years. Her parents had told her to come home, but she thought that if she just got a bit more money, maybe she could travel again and go to New York and live a dream life, meet a handsome man, go to parties and experience something else than what she had so far.

One night at work her dream began coming to life, she thought. She met a handsome young man with dark hair and pale skin, very charming, a gentleman who always tipped and sometimes waited almost until closing hours to talk with her. At first, she thought he had wanted to play a game with her, get her to go home with him as many had done… but when she finally agreed to go to his apartment after a shift instead they talked for hours on end into the day, sitting in the shadows of the basement he had made into a home. Se didn’t remember much but a sting and feeling weak back then, but when she went to work she was tired and barely stood on her feet. A month later she had stopped communicating with everyone but him and spent her days in his basement, the nights wobbling around the bar and missing him. Until there was no reason to miss him because she found all her meagre belongings next to his bed in boxes and the key from his door gone from her picket when she woke up on a day off, middle of the night, the room cold and dark. 

Now, she couldn’t really describe what she had gone through and what has been happening for two years. She knew that she had almost never left his apartment, work forgotten, her own apartment’s lease ended. She had a tattoo of his name on her arm now, holes in her neck where he kissed her and a constant desire to just sleep. She knew they had flown to Vegas and gotten married in a hotel chapel with Elvis next to them. She knew he wanted her to love him, but all she could feel was a longing for his presence, and a fear, and a desire to run away. 

So when she woke up in the trunk of their car, feeling stronger than she had in a long time, his smile above her as he was opening it, she was confused. “We’re going to be freer here. You can make friends again and I will research if we can extend our family.” was what he had told her as he led her up the stairs of a new place, a small apartment with two rooms connected by a sliding door, the windows blackened. She had long since forgotten her mother existed and she had a family outside of him. All that had been on her mind was Alexander Leslie, a husband she wished would leave her alone, a possible impossible baby and the knowledge that at some point he wanted to make her like him.

Both Helen and Alexander think that it is indeed possible to have a baby together. Him because of the mental state he has been in since created as a vampire, her because he is the only vampire she has ever known and having no other supernatural contact.

“what power did she attain when settling in opulence?”

None.

this character is…taken

[realdelvalle]

༊* 「 FLORENCE PUGH. 24, ELLA/LA」 CAMILA DE ANGELIS forma parte de inusual paisaje de Real del Valle, el viento silba con su voz desde hace tres días. Su temperamento es jovial & impaciente. Le gusta armonizar las noches tranquilas con zitti e buoni de maneskin. Quienes le conocen cuenta que su presencia les recuerda a; stracciatella gelato, cielo estrellado, & brisa marina por la mañana.

☾✶ · 𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖉 𝖆𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖆 . ¡ VALE ! Gracias por seguir los pasos & ser parte de este proyecto.  Se te conceden 48 hrs para el envio de la cuenta de PERSONAJE. Y recuerda pasar por tu canasta de bienvenida al ayuntamiento. 🦋

[ vale, 27, gmt-3, non-con, pedofilia, incesto ]

PARTE DOS: BIOGRAFÍA.

uno. nacida en cuna de oro, es la hija de un reconocido actor (y también director) y una actriz italianos. su padre es unos veinte años mayor que su madre, por lo que existen muchos rumores de que la mujer salió con el hombre para conseguir un protagónico en alguna de sus películas y luego se casó con él para asegurar su futuro.

dos. era de esperarse que camila siguiera el mismo camino que sus padres y se dedicara también a la actuación. aunque demoró unos años en definir su profesión, desde que tiene uso de la razón y hasta los dieciséis años soñó con ser astronauta. fue a los diecisiete que consiguió su primer rol protagónico y este fue el que la mandó al estrellato.

tres. con veinte años se muda sola a hollywood al convertirse en una de las protagonistas de una exitosa serie de televisión.

PARTE TRES: ALMANAQUE.

tablero de pinterest.

[stellasguardianstuff]

Philippa “Pip” Abbott

Title: Red Overdrive Ranger Age: 26 years old FC: Florence Pugh Hometown: Los Angeles, CA Current Residence: San Angeles, CA