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alotofpockets · 1 year

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In love | Florence Pugh

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Prompt: "You’re in love with her.”

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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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brenda-panicstation · 11 months

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#avatars #florence pugh fc #florence pugh 400x640 #forum avatars #avatars forum #florence pugh avatars #florence pugh #rpgs #forum rpg #400x640 #faceclaim #faceclaim rpg #faceclaim ressources #forumactif #fc ideas

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fierce-women · 1 year

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"сука"

YELENA

• CECE • she/her • DISCORD BASED mcu yelena belova muse • 25+ • gmt timezone • high activity but understanding that life happens outside of writing • nsfw friendly • darker themes expected • au's welcome • canon mcu characters only please but crossovers can be discussed • no oc's for very personal reasons i'm afraid • 10+ years experience of writing • fully literate and looking for longer (3+ paras/2000 wordish) replies as well as shorter/text based threads • always happy to chat ooc and plot • like this or add skeptical sighing#3349 over on discord

#discord rp #marvel rp #mcu rp #black widow rp #yelena belova #yelena belova rp #avengers rp #black widow #florence pugh fc #hawkeye rp #kate bishop rp #thunderbolts rp #peter parker rp #bucky barnes rp #natasha romanoff rp #natasha romanov rp

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findopulencerp · 10 months

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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

#supernatural rp #oc rp #mature rp #horror rp #town rp #taken #human #florence pugh fc

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tooswcctx · 11 months

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i didn't stop myself, my muse page isn't fully updated yet but hit that heart if you want a random starter from my returning babe:

VIRGINIA ‘GINNY’ DESROSIERS. ( florence pugh ). 25-29. kindergarten teacher

#indie rp #indie smut rp #indie starter call #florence pugh fc

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mohosaber003 · 1 year

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Digital art of Florence Pugh's first Met gala 2023 fashion. Made a little change of her hair and cloths, it's not that i didn't like those style but i made this so that it doesn't match exactly same.

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ageofpiracyrp · 2 years

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Butterfly Cwallic

Pronouns: UTP

Role: Medic

Age: 23-26, UTP

Romantic and/or Sexual Preference: UTP

Species: Far’Ly’Dae

Home Planet: Kor’Sel’Koo

Length of time on Prosperity: Two years

Supervisor: Typically the surgeon, but the position is vacant. Currently the Quartermaster.

Faceclaim/Humanoid Appearance: Florence Pugh

Alternate FC Accepted?: Yes, must look related to Jeremy Irvine

True Appearance:

Butterfly has dark pink eyes, pale gray-brown bark “skin” and silvery-gold leaf “hair”. Other details are UTP.

Facts

Between the Cwallic siblings, Butterfly is the one who is most like their parents- awkward in public, and moderately unapproachable. Most people just don’t take to Butterfly’s complicated, unusual, and more-than-incidentally grouchy demeanor.

Some of Butterfly’s favorite hobbies include watching depressing romance films and people-watching.

Despite ‘just’ being a medic, Butterfly is surprisingly capable in a fight. Between the Far’Ly’Dae natural strength and growing up with Eddie, this medical professional is quite capable in a fight.

The Cwallic parents thought that naming their youngest child “Butterfly” would be a good idea. Butterfly does not agree, and has come up with a variety of nicknames. None have stuck so far.

The Prosperity visited the planet Molfaun during August and September. Buttefly’s resourcefulness and observation skills were very helpful in earning the crew a windfall of money.

Butterfly is considering going back to school to train as a surgeon or perhaps another kind of doctor.

Connections

Ryder Astrea: Butterfly and Ryder are close in age and hold the same position. Since the two have that and other things in common, they are work buddies. While they aren’t best friends, they work very well together.

Pacifica Gleyfu: Pacifica and Butterfly are not on great terms. Every now and again, their conversations devolve into criticism, and it can make working together quite stressful.

Eddie Cwallic: Butterfly and Eddie are siblings. While Eddie is the eldest, Butterfly has always been more responsible. They care about each other very much, but Eddie doesn’t like to “burden” Butterfly with bad news until the last minute. Butterfly has always found this immensely frustrating.

#rpg #pirate rp #open #farlydae #florence pugh fc #character: butterfly cwallic

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darkesthourrpg · 2 years

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Would Florence Pugh be wanted? And if so, where could you see her fitting?

Yes! We’d love to see Florence and we could see her fitting anywhere, but we’d especially love to have more seraphs or fae join the fam. Some WCs she could fit as well are the following (X) (X) (X).

#answered #rp #rpg #lsrp #oc lsrpg #florence pugh #florence pugh fc

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crownofconvergencerp · 1 month

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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄

rosalie comes from withermore, she was turned at 24 years old and is now 28, pronouns are she/her. she is a human turned vampire, looking for a cure to her vampirism. during this search, she has gotten herself wrapped up in the kharybdis crew.

TW: Animal Abuse.

Rosalie used to look out her window and dream of the world outside the court of Withermore. It wasn’t that she didn’t love her home, it was simply that she believed the world was too big and beautiful to never see as much of it as possible. She was quiet and had always been so sweet, a friend to animals, fellow humans, and different species alike, but her heart longed for adventure. She found those adventures in books and hoped that some day she could live out the same kind of stories the characters did, but she never in her wildest dreams believed her life would turn into what it did.

When Rosalie was seventeen, her father asked if she would help him with a job he was doing with his friend. Rosalie agreed without knowing what it would be. She was aware that her father helped transport magical objects from Withermore to the surrounding courts, but she had no idea that he sometimes would smuggle magical creatures. Rosalie had read about people using magical creatures for their own evil deeds, and she always thought it was cruel. She noticed one of the men handling a creature was hurting it and Rosalie wouldn’t stand for it, so she attacked him, effectively making him let go of the restraint and freeing the creature.

It was chaos then. The creatures started thrashing and screeching and saw this as their opportunity to escape. The man Rosalie had attacked was angry and he was coming at her but she managed to escape. Word quickly got out that those men were looking for Rosalie and she knew it wouldn’t turn out well. She knew she needed to distance herself from the court but she wanted to say goodbye to her sister. But when she arrived home, the man she’d attacked was waiting on her. He attacked her, tackling her to the ground and revealing fangs. He was a vampire. He bit her, injecting her with his poison and turning her into a vampire herself. Her father saved her before the man could kill her. But Rosalie knew she had to leave, so she ran and never came back.

Rosalie struggled for years with her vampirism, the sun was excruciating, the hunger for blood was ripping her to shreds from the inside out, and she was so alone and the thirst for blood was something she found difficult to control.

It’s been four years since the night Rosalie was turned and while she had learned to control her hunger for blood, she is still desperate to find a cure to become a human once more. She’s traveled far and even joined a crew of pirates in hopes of continuing to search the seas and find a cure for herself.

WHAT ARE YOU...?

species: vampire from human. weaknesses: the longer she goes without blood, the harder it is to control her hunger. the sun makes her sick and can damage her and severely burn her skin easily, being in the sun too long can be fatal. she can’t stand to be around garlic, the smell making her severely sick. she can’t be near fire without it burning her skin even if she doesn’t come in contact with it so she has to keep her distance, holy water can cause burns on her skin. strengths: she has super speed, she’s stronger, can see well in immense darkness, she can mind read, can use hypnosis (the last two, she’s still learning since she’s a new vampire). physical description: her irises are a golden color, she has little fangs since she’s still considered a new vampire. She’s teased by people calling them “baby fangs." additional info: none.

rosalie hazelwood is played by kell and their fc is florence pugh.

#fantasy rp #medieval rp #new rp #oc rp #semi appless rp #taken #florence pugh fc #taken female #bio

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greywoodrpg · 9 months

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𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕖

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

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