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buckys-wintersoldier · 3 months

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Just a little bit where you take a picture of Florence | Florence Pugh

Pairing -> Girlfriend!Florence Pugh x Girlfriend!Reader

Wordcount -> 0.6k

A/N -> This is dedicated to @lives-in-midgard I hope you like it. And thank you for supporting my love for her, it’s not normal anymore but we don’t mind right? Haha thank you so much and here is some fluffy for you.🩷

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You’re looking through the door of your and Florence’s bedroom. She is lying on your bed, in your hoodie, and in just her panties. Florence is looking at her phone while you smirk about your girlfriend.

She always wears your hoodies when she is home and has her days off. As well as just wearing panties, it’s something she thinks is comfortable. You always make sure she isn’t freezing, but then she just giggles and kisses your forehead, telling you she is fine and it’s always so hot around you.

You look for your phone in your pocket and open your camera. You smile and take a photo of her, then send it to her, waiting for her reaction.

Florence taps on her phone, furrows her eyebrows, and then she looks up and at you. She smiles when she sees you and puts her phone away.

"Babe, I didn’t know you'd be home that early,” she says, rolling herself onto her back and opening her arm for you to cuddle with her. “Do you want to stand there and look at me or cuddle with me?”

You laugh slightly and walk closer to her. You sit on the edge of the bed and look at her. Her green eyes look like the stars at night, and you could look into them the whole time. Your girlfriend groans frustratedly and wraps her arms around your waist.

“Don’t make yourself so heavy,” she mumbles, still laying behind you.

Her attempt to pull you down doesn’t really work, but she tries her best until she rolls over to you. Her face is just a few inches away, and with a small smile, she bites into your side.

“Flo?!” you say surprised before you burst out laughing.

Florence has her teeth still in your flesh, but she looks, with her most innocent expression and a small smile on her lips, at you.

You let yourself fall down on your back and land on top of her. She lets go of you and wraps her arms around your waist, making sure you can’t escape. Then she pulls you closer and turns the two of you so that she is underneath you and your head rests on her chest.

“Mhm, we are spending the rest of the day like that,” she tells you, inhaling your scent deeply.

“But I’m hungry,” you mumble and pout.

“Nooo, don’t do that. You know I can’t say no when you look at me like that.”

Your grin widens, and you kiss her cheek, her jawline, but not her lips. When she groans again, you can’t stop the giggle from leaving your lips, but she doesn’t try to pull your head closer; otherwise, she couldn’t hold you as tight as right now. And she just wants to cuddle with you.

“You’re such a tease today. But let me say, the picture you took looks good.”

“You always look gorgeous.”

Florence rolls her eyes playfully, earning a kiss on her lips from you for that.

“Don’t roll your eyes,” you say, kissing her lips again.

“But that’s the way I get my kisses,” she chuckles.

You place your head back on her chest, inhaling her scent deeply. Her hands stroke your sides and back up and down. She smiles at you, kissing the top of your head before she plays with a few strands of your hair.

“You don’t know how much I love you,” Florence mumbles.

“You don’t know how hungry I am. But before you complain that I destroy the romance, I love you too, but let’s eat something, please?” you ask, and she agrees, turning around and kissing you before she gets up and helping you get up as well.

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alotofpockets · 9 months

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A perfect day | Florence Pugh

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: Enjoying a romantic holiday with your girlfriend. [Full request]

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You look up from the book you were reading, to be met with the loving eyes of your girlfriend staring back at you. Her smile warms your heart, “Hi baby.” She reaches her hand over and places it lovingly on your leg, “How’s your book?” You put your bookmark between the pages and place it down beside you. “I love it so far, but not as much as I love you, my love.” You sit up in your lounge chair to kiss her lips. “Would you like to go for that swim now?” Florence eagerly nods. She takes off her dress revealing her two piece bathing suit, you would never get tired of looking at her. “Hm, you’re so pretty, baby.” You strip down to your swim attire as well, and walk to the water hand in hand.

It was your third day in Italy, you had two busy days exploring the city, seeing so many incredible things, that today you decided to have a relaxing day by the beach. You were truly enjoying this time away from your busy lives, to fully focus on each other and the beautiful surroundings. Florence came to Italy a few times growing up but you had never been. She wanted to show you some of her favorite places. You went on a boat tour, and explored the city on foot. The city was so colorful, and you don’t think you will ever get enough of the beautiful blue ocean.

After some time in the water, you head back to your lounge chairs. “I made dinner reservations for tonight, I did some research and this restaurant is supposed to have an amazing view from their terrace.” Florence loved her food, which is why most of the time you let her choose where to eat, she always passed it by you first, but today she wanted to keep the details a surprise. “I can’t wait to see it with you.” Florence sits down next to you and leans into your side. You wrap your arms around her and kiss her head. “I’m so happy here with you.” Florence whispers. “Me too, baby.”

She was right, the view from the restaurant was amazing. You were led to a table near the railings of the terrace, you could see the mountains, the water, and overlooked the whole city. It was perfect. You ordered your food, which was so good, and talked the whole evening. The sun started to set and you couldn’t keep your eyes off of it setting over the water. “This is so beautiful, Flo.” - “Yes, it is.” Florence says with her eyes on you. You turn her way and realize what she just did and laugh, “You flirt. I love you.” Florence sends you a wink before saying, “I love you too.”

After dinner you enjoy a walk along the beach, watching as the sun continues to set. Long after the sun sets, you walk back to your hotel room, the roads lit by the moon. Back at the room you both change into your pajamas and lay down in the bed. You lay your head down on her chest and listen to her heartbeat, while she lazily draws shapes on your back with her fingertips. “Thank you for an incredible day.” You say looking up at her. “Every day with you is an incredible day.” Florence was in a flirty mood today and you were loving every bit of it. You sit up and straddle her waist, leaning in to kiss her passionately. The night was looking to be as perfect as the rest of the day.

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goldenempyrean · 8 months

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True Or Tale?

〚 Day 12 - Old Wives Tale〛

〚 Pairing - Florence Pugh x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - Maybe old wives' tales have some truth to them. 〛

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“You’ll get sick if you go out in the cold with wet hair.” Florence mumbled as she read off the random article on her phone, “I’m blaming this crap on that.” She said with a small sniffle, rolling over on the sofa so that she was laying on her side instead of on her back, her head still comfortably in your lap.

"I think that's just an old wives tale darling," You hummed in reply, as you reached forward to grab some tissues, handing one to her before sniffling into your own, "We've both been running around at those press tours all week, we probably picked up something there, I doubt the rain helped at all though."

The rain had been relentless during the press tours, drenching everything in its path and turning the bustling streets into a maze of puddles. Despite sharing an umbrella and trying to stay dry it seemed neither of you managed to escape the persistent pouring. Getting sick did seem to have its plus sides though, for one the two of you had an excuse to stay inside all day and just hide away from the world and secondly, it gave you both the opportunity to spend some private quality time together – even if it was punctuated by sniffles.

Florence shifted slightly, her head still resting in your lap as she mustered a weak smile. "What would you say to me going and grabbing us some of that ice cream we bought?”

You raised an eyebrow, unable to deny the temptation of the cool treat, “Oh, that does sound good actually,” You gave into a small smile, “It’ll help your throat a bit, are you sure you want to get it? I can go grab it.”

She waved your worry away with a casual hand. "I’ll be fine darling, I’ll survive the journey to the kitchen, don't worry your pretty little head about that.” Florence grinned as she slowly sat up, wincing at the ache in her sinuses. "I'll be back before you know it, darling." She gingerly got to her feet and shuffled towards the kitchen, her oversized sweater sleeves falling over her hands.

You heard the soft clinking of utensils and the refrigerator door opening. A brief silence was followed by the muffled sound of Flo sneezing loudly. It was a sound that made you chuckle softly despite the situation.

"Bless you darling!" You called out from the living room, your voice filled with affectionate amusement before you reached forward to grab the remote, casually beginning to scroll through the channels as you looked for something to watch.

Florence's voice carried back to you, slightly nasally, "Thanks.” She smiled, coming back into view holding two bowls, each having numerous scoops of icecream. She’d given you strawberry whist she’d gone for vanilla.

You both began to eat in contented silence, occasionally sharing soft smiles and stolen glances. The ice cream was a temporary relief against the aching of your throats, and you savoured every spoonful.

After a while, Florence set her empty bowl aside and turned her attention to you. "Feeling a bit better now?" she asked, her voice still slightly congested but she did sound a little cheerier now.

You nodded, feeling the warmth of her enveloping you. "Yeah, you and icecream seem to make everything better." You replied, reaching out to gently caress her cheek.

She leaned into your touch; her eyes filled with affection. "You're such a sweetheart," she murmured, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

Time seemed to slip away as you continued to watch TV, as you cuddled into your girlfriends side you were powerless to stop your eyes from growing heavy and tired. You let out a soft yawn, and Flo sat up a little, looking down at your curiously.

"Getting tired, love?" she asked, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on your arm.

You nodded, unable to stifle another yawn, “A Little.”

“Okay, stand up for a sec’.” She instructed, which you did so, watching as she handed you her blanket and led down fully on the sofa, patting her chest as you titled your head, “C’mere, lay down on me.”

It was impossible to hide how your lips perked up into a small smile as you laid down on her chest, wrapping the blanket over yourself, in turn covering her too, tucking it in at the sides. “Thank you.” You murmured softly moving to rest your head on her chest "I’m glad we're in this together."

She nodded, her hand coming to rest on your back as you cuddled into her, closing your eyes,"That’s true, I mean, misery loves company, right?"

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talesofesther · 2 years

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Out of script

Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: You and Florence worked together as good friends until a change in the script also ended up changing your relationship.

Requested by @hiiiiitsmeeee: Hey! I would love to request something with Florence Pugh, maybe a soft moment on the set of don’t worry darling ✨

A/N: Lovely idea, I think I like how this turned out. If anything feels rushed is because I don't know enough about the movie to elaborate on it <3. Implied smut by the end.

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The morning sun was warm against your skin as you walked back to the set. On your hands, you balanced two cups -one with coffee, the other with tea- and a small paper bag with fresh donuts.

"Hey Harry, good morning." You smiled at your friend and current coworker as you passed by him exiting his trailer, he smiled back with a knowing look in his eyes.

The set was buzzing, as usual, people walking back and forth with all types of cameras and papers in hand as another day of work came to a start. Laila shot you an annoyed look and tapped a fake watch on her wrist when you walked past her, you grimaced apologetically, knowing very well you were already late for hair and makeup. You didn't walk faster only for fear of spilling your drinks.

An easy smile came to you when the trailer with the name 'Florence' taped on the door came into view. You were in the middle of trying to hold both cups in one hand when a pair of arms closed around your waist; making you yelp in surprise and almost drop everything.

Soft lips pecked the skin under your ear right after, raising goosebumps behind your neck. "Morning Y/N."

The warmth that came to your cheeks was expected. "You're gonna make me drop your tea one day and I won't go buy another, you know."

Florence laughed, and your smile was quick to join her own. She rounded your body with her hand gently resting on your waist, now standing in front of you. "Sorry love, I couldn't resist."

You adored her, part of you wanted the comments that were whispered between coworkers about you two to be true. You handed her the tea with a raised eyebrow.

"Thank you though, you're such an angel." She hummed appreciatively, sipping on her tea with closed eyes. You noted that she was already in her costume for the day, a light blue dress that suited her well, and hair half up, framing her face lovingly.

You knew who she was before the filming started, knowing her in person though, was a whole different story. She had you hooked within the first month.

"Earth to Y/N." Florence chuckled, her eyes glistened under the sunlight and her nose scrunched adorably. "There you are, Laila was asking about you, I think you should go see her."

You cursed yourself for zoning out on her. Your gaze moved to your hands, a shy smile playing on your lips. "Yeah, I know. I saw her on the way here." You opened the bag of donuts you were still holding, putting one between your teeth and handing the other to Florence with a wink. She licked her lips as you turned around, you could swear her cheeks turned rosy.

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"That was amazing guys, we'll take fifteen and then redo a couple of details." The director called out to everyone, walking behind one of the big cameras and discussing the recent shots.

You took off your coat, grabbed a bottle of water for yourself, and sat down on the hood of a vintage car. The sun was shining above the small road, making the green of the perfectly cut plants much more vivid, and giving the scenes a gorgeous natural light. Leaning back in the car, you received a warning glare from Jack. You gave him a thumbs up with a smirk. You had a knack for messing up props, unintentionally, of course.

"Tired?" Florence walked up to you, her hand on her forehead to block the sun. She sat beside you on the hood, hands playing with the fabric of her dress. You could see Jack rolling his eyes in the background.

"A little, yeah. The sun wears you down much quicker." You straightened up to be eye level with her, squinting your eyes to make out her face. Despite the warm sun, there was a gentle breeze flowing. To some, this was considered the perfect weather.

There was chatting around you, something about a last-minute change of script that could add a little more spice to the movie. The director seemed excited about the idea. The conversation was tuned out for you though, your focus was completely on the woman in front of you. The sun made her hair shine in golden tones, and her eyes turn a bright shade of green to rival the color of the plants. She pursed her lips in a timid smile under your gaze, and your heart fluttered in your chest.

You didn't register Florence raising her hand, only felt her touch lightly grazing your cheek as she fixed your hair. Her fingers lingered on your jaw, she gave you a cheeky grin. "The wind messed it up a bit."

The words were almost stuck in your throat, you chuckled nervously. "Thank you."

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A week later you discovered that the last-minute change in the script involved you.

You panicked when they said you and Florence would be sharing a kiss. Making things more interesting, the director said.

You were pacing back and forth inside the set, this time, in what was supposed to be a house. Nerves were coursing through your body, you bit on your nails to keep yourself busy. You could be professional, it's not like you hadn't shared a kiss with a fellow actor before.

There was an involuntary fleeting feeling of peace when Florence walked in, you exhaled softly, giving her a small smile. She came to you and held out her hand for you to take. By the look in her eyes, you could never tell she was nervous, but her fingers felt a little unsteady on your hold.

The first half of the scene went as smooth as it always did when you and Florence worked together, the chemistry was undeniable. You wondered if that had anything to do with the change of plans.

When the time of the kiss came, you could feel your heart thudding loudly in your chest. Maybe Florence did too.

She walked up to you and said her line perfectly, her hands came to either side of your face and there was a tenderness there that wasn't scripted. You held your breath, trying hard to focus on relaxing your body.

A beat passed and her lips touched yours, her movements were unsure and timid. Your hands hovered around her waist, your mind was still trying to catch up with the fact that you were kissing her. She was soft against you, with a comforting warmth you could get used to. Before you could lose yourself in her, the director yelled "cut."

She wanted more passion. This was a heartfelt kiss, not two teenagers making out for the first time.

Before the scene restarted, Florence ran her hands along your arms gently, stopping at your hands and holding onto them. "It's okay, just focus on me." Her words came out quietly only for you, her cheeks were a couple of shades darker and you were entranced by her tiny smile.

You gave her hands a gentle squeeze. "Okay."

After Florence said her line for the second time, she held your cheeks more firmly. She brushed her nose against yours before closing the gap between you. Her lips moved purposefully with yours, her body flush to you.

This time you didn't hesitate in holding her waist, running your hands over her back, and molding your bodies into an embrace.

When the director called to end the scene again, Florence separated her lips from yours without hurry. She brushed your cheek with her thumb as she caught her breath, you thought you saw her eyes glancing down at the same lips she just kissed. She remained close to you for a few seconds, her nose almost touching yours. You made no movement to untangle yourself from her either.

You saw when she seemed to catch up with reality. The scene was over and friends don't hold each other like that. She pulled away from you without meeting your eyes, mumbling a "sorry" you barely heard.

You only found her again when the sky was already dark, a half-moon shining bright. You had just finished your other scenes and were walking back to your trailer after a rather tiresome day.

The butterflies on your stomach were instant when you caught sight of her. The feeling of her lips still lingered. Even if you were all types of nervous around her now, you took in a deep breath and called out to her. "Hey Flo."

Her head snapped to you, she shifted on her feet as you walked closer. But her smile was still as warm as ever. If you weren't in love before, you sure are now.

"Wanna order some fast food with me?" You motioned with your hand towards your trailer.

She bit on her lip, raising her head proudly. "I'll give you one better; I brought some home-cooked meal that we can share."

You chuckled. "Of course you did."

"It's delicious." She said in a singing voice to convince you.

"I can't say no to your cooking."

She led you back to her trailer with a small smile and her fingers loosely holding onto your own.

The meal was indeed amazing and ten times better than any fast food, it was accompanied by wine, Flo insisted on it.

Now, you were sitting on Florence's bed, with your empty plates in the sink and your glasses full of wine in your hands. A random movie played in the background as you two talked, even after the kiss, being around her was still easy. Her presence always brought you peace.

Florence was different though, she blushed whenever you touched her, looking down with a sheepish smile you found adorable.

She had already downed a few glasses of wine when she finally set the empty glass on the bedside table. She turned to you, both now practically laying down on the bed. Her body was warm as she moved closer.

You placed your half-full glass down as well, turning around to look at her. You gulped, Florence was hovering above you, much closer than she was a second ago. "I- I think I should go." You felt a shiver running down your back, your hands gripping the sheets.

Her hand snaked around your waist, her breath fanned over your lips. The way her nose touched yours was starting to feel familiar. "I don't think you should." The last of her words were said as her lips were already brushing yours. She kissed you again, this time with no cameras around you, no script to follow. This was her, and she was kissing you as if she'd been wanting to for a long time.

A sharp breath of surprise came through your nose when you felt her. With the liquor clouding any better judgment you'd have, your hands came around her body instantly, pulling her even closer. Her lips felt sweeter than the taste of wine on them.

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You woke up the next morning feeling a steady, gentle pressure around your stomach. The low sound of the TV in the background was now playing the news channel of the morning. The pressure on your stomach squeezed you, and you realized with a start that it was an arm, and it belonged to a certain blonde who was snuggled comfortably almost on top of you.

Moving your fingers, you noticed that your own hand was resting around her lower back as you felt her skin. Your breathing quickened in a panic. You lifted the covers and saw that you were wearing nothing but your underwear and a loose shirt that didn't belong to you. Florence wasn't much different, except, she lacked a shirt.

You blushed furiously as you lowered the covers in a quick movement. "Shit, shit, shit." You mumbled under your breath. The fear of having overstepped boundaries whilst partially drunk gripped your chest tightly.

There was no sound coming from outside other than the birds singing. It was still very early, maybe you could sneak out. You tried to untangle your limbs from hers gently so as to not wake her up. But soon, green eyes opened and stared up at you with a tender gaze you knew you'd dream about seeing every morning now.

"Morning." Florence's sleepy voice was thick with her accent, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes with one hand.

You chuckled; the sound came out more like a nervous squeak. "Morning." You mumbled back, now making quick work of moving away from her and getting up from the bed.

Florence dropped down on the bed with a soft thud as you removed your arm from under her. A small, confused frown settled on her eyebrows. "It's still early, you can stay." Her words took on an overly shy tone halfway through, her eyes glazing with a tint of sadness when she saw you hurriedly looking for your clothes.

"I really don't think I should." You said back, putting on your pants and fumbling with the button with shaky fingers. You bit the inside of your cheek, your back was turned to her but you heard as she moved. You huffed out a nervous breath. "I'm really sorry about last night. I hope this doesn't… Mess things up."

You heard Florence sniff, by the sound of the pads of her feet touching the floor you knew she was making her way to you. She rounded you, stopping much closer than she would have a day ago. She had wrapped the covers around herself, her hair was still messy from just waking up, making a bittersweet smile come to you.

"Are you?" Her voice was tight, you never heard her sound like that. Her green eyes were glistening brighter than ever with the soft sunlight coming from the window just beside you. If you looked closer, you'd see the start of tears in them. "Are you sorry about last night?" She whispered in the air, looking at you expectantly as her fingers turned white from gripping the covers.

You gulped, your mouth hovering open before the words got free from the lump in your throat. "No." If the morning wasn't so overly quiet today, she probably wouldn't have heard you.

A sigh of relief left Florence's lips, she gave you a small smile with tears clinging to her eyelashes; before burying her head on your shoulder, nuzzling closer when your arms engulfed her. "Neither am I."

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yelenabelovasbxtch · 15 days

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Anyone else get really into women’s March madness and in love with Paige Bueckers? Bc it’s making me want to write a basketball love story😫 with Kate? Yelena? Florence? Who?

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pinkiebieberpie · 2 years

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i'm so excited for thunderbolts so being best friends with yelena and bucky

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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Reader gets a really heavy nosebleed on the set of the black widow. Its so much that she feels dizzy and fainty. Florence takes care of her and then Scarlett comes and they both take her and watch her when the other is currently on set because they worried

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"Y/n, you´re bleeding." Florence stated and you looked at her confused; not remembering that this sentence or an uncovered injury should occur in this scene. But when you noticed shortly afterwards that something warm touched your lips and started to flow over them, you realized that she wasn´t referring to your character, but to you as a person.

Irritated, you put a few fingers under your nose and without further ado looked at the blood that was now beginning to collect on your fingertips and drip down. Scarlett quickly got into the problem and walked to one of the people behind the cameras to borrow some tissues. Skillfully, she held it under your nose and laid her other hand on your neck; massaging slow circles into your skin.

"That´s flowing pretty hard, babygirl." she said softly, a hint of concern in her usually calm voice. The blonde nodded in confirmation and took more paper towels from the packaging that the redhead had given her seconds ago.

Slowly, an uncomfortable warmth began to spread through you and your vision began to double as the faces in front of you blurred. Your heart started racing and your legs tingled, causing numbness soon after.

"I am getting dizzy." slipped from your lips before you tried to find something to steady yourself in the blurry image; your fingertips digging into Scarlett´s forearms. "Hold on, let´s get you to your trailor."

Florence nodded and firmly placed her hands on your hips to keep you upright. Walking slowly forwards and stopping every now and then to change the handkerchief at your nose, the two tried to distract you with unnecessary facts, knowing that you have a phobia of nosebleeds and blood in general.

"Think you can do those few steps?"

You shook your head tentatively and wrapped your arm around the blonde´s shoulders for more support. "She´s getting really pale." she stated and looked worried at the older one who hurried to move into your trailor. "She´s losing an awful lot of blood."

Scarlett bent down to slip her hands under your armpits to pull you up. The tight grip on your hips left you and Florence hands wandered to the middle of your back as she cupped your leather jacket to gently push you up.

Your feet grazing the carpet, both women had each grabbed an upper arm of yours and dragged you onto the couch to sit on. While the blonde ran back out to get you some ice for your neck to stop the bleeding, the redhead tried to calm you down and open an bottle of orange juice for you.

"Are you okay? Can you talk to me so I know that you´re still with me?"

You breathed heavily as you tried desperately to get the panic and fog out of your head to think of a topic that you could bring up without it being to tiring for you. Keeping your voice low and taking deep breaths during each word, you started talking about her daughter´s birthday party, which you were invited to.

While Rose and her friends released their energy in the previously rented trampoline hall, the adults had plenty of time to contemplate about God and the world while a bottle of red wine was shared between Florence and you that ended with her and you playing basketball competitively and not managing to throw one single ball even remotely into the designated basket.

Scarlett grunted out loud as the evening´s images came flooding back; she had to chase you both across the hall and drag you into her car by the collars of your shirts because you both wouldn´t listen. "Yes, that was the first and definitely last visit there."

The harsh and loud squeak of the door startled you both from reminiscing and a completely out of breath blonde stepped into your field of vision. Without hesitation, she quickly walked up to you and wrapped the cooling packet in a towel before throwing herself onto the couch, placing it on your neck and holding it there.

"Do you have that often? Such heavy nosebleeds?" the blonde was concerned about the amount of blood you had she and pulled the stained paper towel from your nose to see if it was still flowing. "I often have minor bleeding, but never such a heavy one."

Both were relieved to find that only a few drops came out of your nose- the ice had helped. "Did you perhaps saw a doctor because of it?" you shook your head slightly and took the small bottle from Scarlett´s hands, which she held out to you. "Here, drink this. You need the sugar so your body can slowly recover from the bleeding."

Another look under the sheet confirmed that it had stopped completely and both woman breathed a sigh of relief. Florence put her free hand around your shoulder and pulled you back onto the couch with you in her arms.

You closed your eyes from tiredness and exhaustion and wrapped your arms around her waist. Everything was still spinning in front of your eyes, but you knew that the worst was over and you didn´t have to be afraid that you had to go through it alone. "Try to relax a little, sweetie. We´re here with you, we´re taking of you."

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I will be using wattpad eventually so that is in the works.

Until then REQUEST ARE OPEN PLEASE SUBMIT SOME IDEAS.

I write for Kate, Yelena, Valkyrie, Carol.. and sometimes Wanda and Natasha. (Hailee Steinfeld & Florence Pugh.

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justice4daisyjohnson · 2 years

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where my pain lays

florence pugh x latina!reader

summary: florence meets your family, and extended family, when you invite her to your little sisters birthday party

warnings: talks of homophobic, latin family, slight homophobic family, cursing, lmk if i missed anything

word count: 2.7k

(a/n: im thinking of making this into a fun series that contains latina reader and flo to give latinas more exposure)

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florence loved every part of you. the one that wakes her up on a Sunday with music at the highest volume and claiming she needed to help you clean the whole house. florence loved the part of you when you're speaking and a random Spanish word jumped out and you brush it off by saying 'spanglish'. florence loves when she's sings under her breath as you two get ready to sleep and you randomly join in and make the night into a concert.

when you two first started dating, you were much more reserved than you are now. florence could tell you were holding back from showing a different part of you and she was okay with it. florence slowly saw you open up to her.

first, it was your mannerisms.

when you first met florence, you didn't make any sharp movements or anything to attract the attention of someone. you were calm, sitting in your seat and making jokes with florence. the first time florence saw you speak with your body was when you two were at her house cooking dinner together. florence always had some music playing and you happened to know the song that just started playing. at the climax of the song, you turn to florence and belt out the words to the song using a random spoon as a microphone. you two spent the night singing and dancing with her, billie even joined a couple of times.

the second was touch.

florence noticed you never asked for attention, or time, or physical touch. florence would hug you when you two met up or were departing. you made peace with that. florence knew she couldn't push it any further than that until you made the first move. when you were in a safe spot, you felt at liberty to do what you wanted. places like your house, florences house or around people you were comfortable with. when you started coming over to florences house, she noticed you getting closer to her at every visit. whether it was because you were cooking or because you wanted to see something on florences phone and just had to be close to her.

she also noticed you always brought something with you, whether it be a dessert, flowers, wine, something for billie, anything to gift florence would be accompanied by your presence.

florence realized the more she opened up to you, the more you opened up to her. florence would tell you everything about her. this made you feel more secure and you started opening up about your past troubles.

you didn't get into detail but you revealed the way some of your family members have treated you. when speaking up for yourself you were shunned and distanced away.

"I'm not going to leave you. you're never going to have to suffer by yourselves again i promise" she said

when treated unfairly because you were a young lady and your male cousins and male siblings didn't need to know how to wash clothes or clean dishes.

florence heard it all and got insanely mad at your family. but most importantly she continued to support you and praise you.

florence also heard little about your younger family but knew you had a couple of siblings since they called you while you two were in the car together.

"hi nena!" you reply with a smile when you answer your little sister's call.

your sister asked you how you were before going on a rant about how your younger brother was acting. you entertained your sister while also throwing apologetic glances at florence every once in a while. you knew florence didn't mind it and she actually enjoyed hearing the call between you two but you didn't like answering the phone while someone else was in the car.

when you hung up on your sister, florence spoke. "she was cute"

"yeah, good thing she grew out of the annoying phase" florence laughs at you and you smile.

"how old is she?"

"turning sixteen in a couple of months"

florence has been curious about your family ever since that phone call. she didn't budge, but she also lets you know subtly that she would listen if you ever wanted to talk to them.

when you invited florence to your little sister's party, she was shocked. you explained she didn't have to go but she cut you off with an eager smile.

"yes! yes! i would love to meet your family"

she smiled and kissed you.

the next day, you showed florence pictures of your whole family and explained who they are.

"there's a lot of people, huh," florence said.

"yes, but a lot of them are also family friends," you say, wanting to debunk the stereotypes put on your family's ethnicity.

a couple of weeks before your little sister's birthday, you received a facetime call from your little sister while you were settling into bed.

you two talked and caught up on what she was up to and what you were doing currently.

in the middle of the call, florence walks out of the bathroom and gets into bed as quietly as possible so your sister doesn't hear.

"nena, want to see the girl I'm bringing to your party?"

"yes! let me see your girlfriend," said your forever eager sister.

florence's eyes widen and she looked to the side.

she had butterflies in her stomach. this very sudden meeting didn't let her prepare any of her starters.

florence popped onto the screen and smiled, "hey"

your sister's face drops, "y/n, is that florence pugh"

you laugh at your sister's shocked face, "really? i didn't notice" florence laughed and got under the covers with you.

"you're dating florence pugh and never told me?!" you should've remembered your sister was a marvel fan, but now you don't spend as much time at your family's house as before, you naturally forgot.

"cabrona, ella es una persona regular también. deja de llamarla por su nombre completo" you say in spanish. idiot, she is a regular person too. stop calling her from her full name.

florence sat there, oblivious to what you were saying, just loving your Spanish-speaking voice. the brunette watched you scold your sister and your sister apologize.

soon, you introduced them in a proper way - as properly you could do it through a facetime call - and the two girls got along very well. you loved the way florence scrunched her nose and laugh at your sister's jokes.

the call ended when you heard a door open and your sister went on mute. like instinct, you also muted yourself.

"oh, what happened there?" florence asked with a sleepy voice when she saw your sister's face scrunch up in confusion at whoever was speaking to her.

"someone walked into the room, either mami or papa, if it was another sibling she wouldn't mute"

you explained and florence nodded and placed her head on your shoulder.

a couple of seconds later, you saw your sister stand up and walk, then the call ended.

"no more?" you smile at florence's sleepy voice.

"something is happening on the other side right now and you, my sweet girl, are sleepy" florence smiled at you and you returned the smile.

"i love you"

"i love you too"

florence has never been so nervous to meet a group of people. she asked you all things from what perfume to wear, to what shoes, florence basically made you create her whole outfit down to make-up and jewelry.

you could tell she was nervous, obviously. you didn't tell her it wasn't a big deal, you didn't undermine her anxiety, just told her everything was going to be okay and your family would love her.

although the front yard was packed with cars and big ass trucks, when you two arrived at the house no one was inside, everyone was outside.

"are not that many people here, yet?" florence's questions you while you lead her to the backyard.

"oh no, darling, everyone is already here," you say, opening the door and letting her outside first.

upon everyone noticing the door opening and florence stepping out, everyone looked over and cheered. cheering, as in finally seeing you after months of you being busy at work and finally meeting your girlfriend.

in the backyard, florence can see either people nicely dressed up or people in their bathing suits as they get out of the pool.

there are drinks everywhere, and dogs running around after each other, and decorations everywhere. there were a lot of kids, which florence was expecting.

the first person to step up to you was your smallest brother, diego.

diego was a very open kid that always had something to speak to you about. he could hold a conversation with anyone.

he ran into your legs and you lifted him to greet florence.

"diego, meet my girlfriend florence" as florence went to raise her hand to wave at diego, diego leaped out of your arms and into florence.

good thing florence had good reflexes because she would've been on the floor at the cost of diego's small body. diego hugged florence and kissed her cheek. everyone laughed and even florence's cheeks got a little rosy.

"alright, mijo." you said, taking him from florence's arms and setting him back down.

next was your sister.

"hi nena" you bring her into a hug. in reality, her name was valentina, or val, but you have been calling her nena since she was born. "meet florence, my girlfriend"

florence didn't hesitate to bring val into a big bear hug.

after saying hello to everyone at the party, you sat down with florence. florence realized some of the family members of yours recognized her and had fun watching them try to figure out where they know her from.

you were more nervous to see how your parents behave with florence, and to your surprise, they behaved well. they asked her how she was, as well as making the smallest amount of talk. you could tell they were just being nice to her, and keeping up a mask.

"are you hungry?" you ask florence.

"no one is eating though," she says.

"the food is always prepared, just sometimes comes out a little later than regular," you say, getting up and lacing your fingers with florence's to follow you.

as tradition, the partner of the person visiting is always the one to serve the other, meaning you are obligated to serve florence her food. usually, it is the women serving every man, but you decided this is more appropriate.

"i can do i-"

"i know you can, baby, but you are the guest here," you say, kissing your girlfriend's cheek and going back to serving her.

in the kitchen, there are pots and pans everywhere with different things in them.

florence gets a bit of each since half of the things that are cooked she has never tried. she always asks you your opinion on the food as you are serving it to her.

"i'm afraid the only American soda we have is coke, you can try the one i am drinking now, or do you want a beer or something" you explain to her when you finally give her the plate of food, while you had a jupina soda in your hand (pineapple flavor soda).

"beer! but can i try whatever you are having?" that makes you smile and nod.

you are so grateful florence has been so open-minded with this party. now, in your defense, you wouldn't say it was much to take in but you have seen some of your cousins or siblings' partners being a little scared while trying the food, or meeting grandparents and drunk uncles.

you are grateful that florence is taking everything with a smile, even if she is familiar with some things around her she still respects everyone and everything.

"i love you so much, you know?" you say softly to her before you two leave outside.

"yeah, i know. i love you too" florence replys and gives you a sweet kiss.

when you come back to your original seat with two plates of food, you see a couple of your cousins and siblings sitting at that same table.

florence walks behind you as you lead her back to the table.

"hey guys," you say, nervous, thinking they didn't realize you and florence were sitting there and are going to leave abruptly.

"where's your girlfriend?" not even a hello.

"wow, is that all im good for?" you say, turning your head towards the cousin that said it.

"not gonna lie" one of your other cousins says and the others agree with head nods.

"que se vayan para sus chinga madre" you say, moving to show that florence is, in fact, standing behind you. (go to fucking hell)

your siblings and cousins were really excited to meet florence. some knew of her from movies they watched with their friends, some just thought she was really pretty and they were all interested in meeting her.

"mm, this is delicious, who cooks all of this?" florence says when she takes a bite.

"everyone brought a different thing so that what you're eating right now is tio carlitos carne asada" val explains.

you were in awe the whole time while eating, watching florence bond with your siblings and cousins. you explained to her before that in your family cousins are considered siblings, even the ones that aren't blood-related.

you soon took florence to a regular part of the party where it's a small lounge part for you two. knowing your cousins would want to take "a walk" soon after dinner. the little lounge would have a view of the whole party while having a little privacy so you could talk to florence without someone hearing.

"wait where are they going?" florence questions when she realizes your siblings and cousins weren't walking behind her, then sees them walk out the front door.

"they're going on a walk, which is code for smoking a blunt and then coming back stoned as hell" you say, making florence laugh.

"you ever participate in those walks?" florence questions.

"darling i was ring leader" this made florence let out a big laugh. you smiled as you watched her smile and laugh.

"you been liking the party?" you ask florence.

"yes, i've liked it a lot. i liked meeting your family, they're really nice" florence smiled.

all you did was wrap your arm around her shoulders when she said that. you didn't want to tell her that the reason why you were in so many clubs and sports in high school was that you never wanted to be home. you didn't want to tell her the way they criticized your every move and opinion. you didn't want to make florence nervous after she worried so much before this party.

during high school, you didn't have the best relationship with your family, more specifically your parents. which is why you are relieved when you didn't see your parents pull florence in to talk to her.

part of you knew it was because florence was a woman, and they didn't support your sexuality a hundred percent. they don't support your sexuality, your opinions, or your clothing.

in high school, you got more comfortable with your sexuality and saw women as beautiful and approachable. this pushed you to be more open with your sexuality and your parents started to resent you for it. they wanted the perfect family and you were disrupting that dynamic.

"do you guys have more parties like this?" florence's asks.

"yeah, every once in a while. happens more than i like to admit. why? wanna come more often?" you tease and she giggled.

"yes, i think it would be fun to spend time with your family, maybe we can invite them to dinner at my place. i can cook for them"

"well babe how many people are you thinking about here? are you talking about my siblings and parents or the whole lot?" you question, your arm that is around her shoulder wrapping tighter around florence's shoulders.

"everyone! we can clean up the backyard and put out finger foods, and we can make all different dishes" you smile lovingly at her. she doesn't realize your heart eyes while she's talking about all the different ways she wants to learn about your family.

"okay, when do you wanna do it, darling?"

"as soon as possible"

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sapphicgarlic · 2 years

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buckys-wintersoldier · 3 months

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You’re mine | Florence Pugh

Pairing -> Girlfriend!Florence Pugh x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary -> You and your girlfriend are at the premiere of her new movie. When Sebastian makes a joke about you being his, Florence makes sure to show you that you’re only hers.

Warnings -> Minors DNI, 18+, Smut, thigh riding, dry humping, kinda dirty talk, possessive Florence

Wordcount -> 1.1k

A/N -> I want to thank @sergeantbarnessdoll for helping me with the title and the idea. She is just so hot, that also @sergeantbarnessdoll is gay now.😂😂 Divider made by @firefly-graphics. My requests are open, feel free to send an ask.

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You’re standing next to your girlfriend, Florence Pugh. The two of you have been dating for almost a year, and now it’s the premiere of her new movie. So you’re in front of all those camera people. Your girlfriend has her arm wrapped around your waist, and smiles into the crowd of cameras.

Your eyes burn lightly from the flashes of the cameras. But with Florence’s arm around your waist, you feel safe, and it’s a bit of fun to pose for the people in front of you.

It's not the first time that the two of you are at a gala or a premiere, so you’re used to it, but sometimes you still prefer your home with your friends and family and without the paparazzi.

“You’re so gorgeous,” Florence mumbles into your ear, and you immediately blush.

The grin on her lips grows when she sees the light red on your cheeks. Her hand is stroking your side up and down. When you’re finished, you walk along the red carpet and to the other actors who are there today.

Your best friend, Sebastian Stan, stands with his husband next to a little table and looks at you. You wave at him, then you walk with Florence towards them.

“You two look gorgeous,” Chris says, his arm wrapped around his husband's waist.

“Thank you, but we all know she always looks gorgeous,” Florence says, making you blush again.

The effect she has on you is beyond belief. You never thought that someone could make you blush by just telling you you’re handsome or making you happy the way she does.

You place your head on her shoulder; your fingers are tangled with hers, still holding you tight at your waist.

“Want a drink too?” Seb asks and looks at the empty glass in front of him.

“If you continue, I need to carry you home." Chris laughs and kisses his husband's cheek.

Sebastian laughs softly; his nose is slightly scrunched, and you giggle.

“What’s so funny, babe?” Florence asks, following your eyes, which are still on Sebastian. “Mhm, do you like the man in front of you?”

“Just look at his scrunchy nose; that’s so cute,” you say, pointing to his nose, which is still slightly scrunched.

Chris and Florence burst out laughing when Sebastian tries to look at his nose. But then he looks at Florence, his blue eyes glittering in a way you know they do when he has a competition with someone.

“Guess it’s my girlfriend now,” he smirks at her.

Florence’s jaw drops slightly, and she furrows in confusion. But her gaze immediately changes when she pulls you closer. She holds you tight, looking at Sebastian with the same expression as he looks at her. Then she turns her face towards you and leans closer to your ear.

“I guess I need to show who you belong to,” she says quietly, smirking at the way your eyes widen slightly and your attempt to press your legs together.

“Excuse us, we need a few minutes,” Florence says, smirking at Sebastian, who’s eyes widen as well when he sees the way she looks.

Then she drags you to the restrooms. Because it’s a premiere, you have a restroom for yourself, so no one can interrupt you. And there are enough other toilets, so Florence knows the two of you have some time together.

Florence opens the door, pushes you into the small room, and closes the door behind her. Before you can react or ask what her plan is, she pushes you against the wall behind you. Her hands hold yours above your head, and she pushes her upper body against yours.

“Flo-“ you moan when she suddenly presses her leg between yours.

You throw your head back and look into her green eyes, focused on you. And the smirk on her lips when she hears your moan grows even wider. You can’t stop yourself from slowly moving your hips against her leg, finally getting some release.

“Such a slut, huh? Wanted your best friend to fuck you?” she asks, but you shake your head. “No? Mhm, it looked like that. Who do you belong to, babe?”

You moan when she presses her leg more between yours. You’re grinding against it, trying to get more friction. One of Florence’s hands lets go of your hand, and she wraps her hand around your neck, choking you slightly.

"Answer: Who do you belong to?”

“I’m yours. Please, can I cum?” you ask, whining.

She laughs but shakes her hand. You grind more against her, trying to convince her with the way you move on her thigh or with your moans, which leave your lips. But she just grins and looks at her thigh.

Your panties are already soaked with your slick, like her thighs. Your moans get needier, your head is thrown back, and Florence uses that moment to kiss and bite into the sensitive skin of your neck. You’re turning into a moaning mess; the feeling in your stomach grows, and you can almost feel your orgasm. Your legs are shaking, and your breath is heavy. But you don’t cum, not until Florence allows you to cum.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

“Who is the one who can fuck you like that? Can touch you like that. The one who wants to hear those pretty moans of yours?”

“You. You, babe. I need to cum.”

She laughs, your hips moving faster against her leg. Your cunt drips, and with every move over her leg, you moan loudly. The hand she doesn’t hold in hers finds its way to her shoulders, trying to get some hold, a way to ground yourself from the growing pleasure.

“I love you, babe,” she mumbles, leaning closer and capturing your lips with hers.

Her soft lips move against yours, and the kiss is passionate but soft. When her tongue glides into your mouth, you moan and feel the orgasm hitting you. You cum all over her leg, squeezing around nothing. She smiles against your lips, biting your lip.

“I love you, too," you say, resting your forehead against hers and riding your orgasm out.

Your legs are still shaking, and you need a moment to catch your breath while Florence cleans her thigh. Then she walks back to you, kissing you once more and sliding her hand between your legs. Her fingers are stroking over your wet panties and she smirks.

“Haven’t told you you can cum, and you made a mess. I think we have to practice that,” she grins, getting a moan in response. Her green eyes show pure lust and anticipation.

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jellycolors · 2 years

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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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Coffee Shop

❥ Valentines Drabbles: Day 7

❥ Pairing: Sick Florence x Reader

❥ Wordcount: 835

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Florence tapped her foot as she waited in line, patiently rereading the menu as she awaits her inevitable order. She's got a very specific order and she gets it every time she visits. She loves this little coffee shop, something about the cosy aesthetics drew her to the place, plus it helped that the shop was local to her house too. Plus, there was the added bonus that she’d get to see her favourite barista with every visit.

Only this time she can't exactly focus on her order, something else is bothering her. The drumming of her fingers against the counter is the same as the drumming in her temples. It’s been there ever since she woke up. An early-morning trip to a coffee shop was the only place where Florence expected she could find silence. But on this particular day, even the silence felt too loud

“Flo?” Came the sound of your voice as you recognised her from across the counter, her eyes looking up to meet your welcoming smile, “How’ve you been? It feels like ages since you last stopped by!”

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that! I’ve just been super busy lately, been away on set a lot.” She responded, trying her best to mimic her usual chippy voice but the fatigue thick in her words betrayed her efforts.

You frowned a little at her voice. It sounded strained, almost painful, “You alright there? You sound a little off”

She chuckled a little, “Yeah, just a little. I'm okay, just a little bit of a sore throat.”

“Awh, make sure you get plenty of rest then. Am I getting you the usual?”

Florence coughed a little into her elbow, “Yes please, that’d be great.”

You went forward to grab a cup for Florence’s usual chai latte but stopped. You knew she needed something else, something soothing, something like- Aha!

As you finished making her drink you hear Flo muffle such a deep and husky cough that, if you didn't know better, you'd think she was choking. But from the way she turns her head and rubs her throat you could tell it was causing her some discomfort. So, you speedily finished making her drink, sliding the cup over the counter towards her.

“There you go.” You said with a smile.

“I thought I ordered the usual?” Florence asked curiously as she took a hesitant sip of the steaming cup of tea in her hand and to surprise, it was just what she needed. Instantly she could feel some relief from the soreness at the back of her throat.

You smiled as you saw the look of relief gently wash across her features and the subtle glint of gratitude in her eyes, “I thought the tea would be better for you, help fight off that cold of yours.”

“It does feel amazing against my throat,” Florence admitted as she cradled the cup in her hands, “Thank you so much, how much do I owe you?”

You smirked as you gave her a little wink, “It’s on me, don’t worry about it.”

Her smile of thanks is genuine. She can't help but feel a lightness in her chest. A softness in her soul to see someone care so much. "You're far too kind... I can make this up to you somehow.” She says, her smile widening as she gently shifts her hands along the rim of the mug. A tinge of embarrassment creeps into her cheeks as she thinks of her own body, and the favour you so easily gave her without hesitation or demand for recompense.

You shook your head, “All you need to do is get yourself better, that’s all I ask.”

“Seriously Y/N you don’t know how much this means to me. Is that really all you want?”

“Yup, that’s all.” You smirked but you couldn’t help but fidget with your fingers as a certain idea toyed with your thoughts. If this worked then it could change your life forever and on the other hand, if it backfired miserably then you may just lose the one reason why you loved your job. With a deep, steading breath you composed yourself and reached out the grab a napkin. Using the pen from your top pocket, you quickly scribbled down a message onto it.

Florence looked at you curiously for a moment but still turned to leave, “I guess I’ll be going then-“

“No! Wait.” You hesitated for a moment but before you knew it, you picked up the napkin and handed it to her, note side down, “Theres one more thing I want.”

She opens the note and her eyes widen as she reads the message. Her cheeks flush with a shade of red that slowly crawls down her neck. "Oh... you’re really asking me this?”

You nodded, a little nervous to speak at first, “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want- I just thought- of course it’d be once you’re feeling better but-“

“Y/N, I’d love to go on a date with you.”

...and that’s how it happened. That’s how you found yourself dating the Florence Pugh. It’d been years since that fateful day and still that little napkin sat framed just beside her bed. An eternal reminder of the day you showed courage... the best day of her life.

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scarlettjohanssons-mistress · 2 years

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hiiii i was hoping you could write a florence pugh x fem reader one shot where florence gets nominated for oscar and they celebrate like maybe r makes a party and after that it can me smut if you are comfortable with that pls

YOU HAVE A FUCKING OSCAR!

Warnings: A little degradation in bed, a bit of black humor, Smut and therefore 18+ only, fluff, established relationship

Word count: 2.0 K

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Florence is nominated for an academy award, but she doesn't think she's good enough to win the award.

Y/N will show her that she is not only an excellent actress, but that she is also an excellent girlfriend.

Requests: OPEN

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“Could you hold still, you won't even be able to watch TV”

“Y/N, how do you ask me to relax”

"Come baby, you just need to relax"

Flo sat next to me as the television returned from its commercial breaks.

"Are you going for 'best supporting actress' or 'best actress'?"

"I'm your girlfriend, and you don't know what my role was?"

"Sorry, I fell asleep in the middle"

We both started laughing as she just hit my knee

"You're a disgusting girlfriend"

"You still love me" I crinkle my nose and stuck out my tongue

"I really adore you"

The sound of the television interrupted us

'And the nominees for Best Actress are: Olivia Colman - The Field of Lilies.

Florence Pugh–Green....'

We didn't even listen to the other nominees, it was just a matter of hearing Flo 's name for her to start jumping on the couch, while I threw myself on top of her so I could hug her

"You did it love, damn you did it!" I started kissing all over her face while she calmed down and laughed at the tickle that caused her "YOU HAVE A FUCKING OSCAR!"

"Well, as such I still don't have it" the blonde shrugged her shoulders in indifference

"What nonsense are you saying? Who else could be deserving of this award? Who else is nominated?"

"I seem to be competing against Olivia Colman, Meryl Streep, Cate Blanchett and Emma Stone" I saw her shoulders slump almost in defeat "I'm literally competing against the titans of Hollywood"

"Well, there's always the option of a multiple homicide" I raised my eyebrows repeatedly trying to make her laugh, but she just grimaced "It was just a joke"

"I don't stand a chance." Flo slumped her shoulders in defeat. "How am I going to win against such actresses?"

“Hey , listen to me” I took her face in my hands to make her eyes look directly into mine “you are a phenomenal actress, you have nothing to envy Meryl Streep; you're just as talented" I started kissing her forehead and cheeks "and assuming you didn't win, the simple fact of being nominated is already something incredible, something that deserves a great celebration"

"What do you have in mind, bunny?"

"A big party"

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Although at first, Florence refused to have a party, but, as soon as she saw the first guest arrive, her frown immediately disappeared.

At first I thought that the Oscar nomination would be a good excuse to throw a giant-sized party, but seeing how our apartment was becoming a small mess with the amount of people, I began to worry.

"Y/N, you look stressed" Scarlett put her arm around my shoulders and snatched my glass of juice "You should have some alcohol"

"I'm not stressed, I'm just thinking about what I'll have to pick up after this"

"But isn't it worth it just to watch your girlfriend celebrate her nomination?"

"Sure" I looked at the blonde's profile and tapped her cheek with my fingers "speaking of nominations, do you expect this to be your chance to take the statuette home, Mrs. Johansson?"

"Well, the truth is that, it has been complicated, but if we take into account..."

We both started laughing at his antics, but I returned my gaze to my girlfriend.

"Flo doesn't think she has a chance"

“What? But she is a great actress"

"That's what I tell her, but it seems she's a bit intimidated by being in direct competition with Meryl Streep."

"Well... maybe I'd be less nervous if in an almost extraordinary way, Meryl Streep was dropped from the academy, wouldn't I?" she started hitting my arm with his elbow

"That's what I told her" we laughed again "but as much as I love my girlfriend, I would like to see more musicals with Meryl"

"TRUE; You know I love your girlfriend, but if Meryl wins, I won't be mad."

The party continued until late at night, and at almost 3:00 AM the last guest left, and finally Florence and I were able to go up to our room.

I fell straight onto the bed, while Flo changed into more comfortable clothes .

"Did you like your party?"

"Of course my love, thank you very much for doing this for me"

She lay down next to me and I quickly put my head on her chest.

"I'm surprised how you looked so beautiful in that pretty dress, and right now, despite your messy clothes you still look like the most beautiful woman in the world"

At first, we start with a make out session and nothing more, just wanting to show her how beautiful she is in my eyes, how in love I am with her, and how proud I am to be her girlfriend.

But things started to level up, my hand went straight to her belly, under her shirt, while Flo gently squeezed my butt; but her hand did not stay long in the place, she quickly started to climb up my back until he touched the zipper of my dress and started to lower it while I walked away a little

"You know honey, I love how that dress looks on you, but I'd love to see you without it."

I knelt down putting my knees on either side of her torso and stripped out of my little red dress, leaving me in just a pair of cotton panties.

At first, I was very embarrassed that my girlfriend saw me in underwear that was not 'sexy', it even became an insecurity for me, but the best I could do was expose that insecurity to Flo , she made me feel safe of me, my body and even my clothes. So when I saw how she gave me a beautiful smile at the sight of my underwear, it only made me return it

She raised her upper body and supported her weight on her forearms, causing her hair to cascade.

"Is this 'Snoopy' underwear?"

" Flo , stop making fun of my underwear!"

"What? She's cute," she started kissing my hips as she tried to pull my panties down, "I'm amazed how you make that damn dog look so good on a butt."

I patted her hands lightly, causing her to take her hands off my hips and look directly into my eyes.

“It seems unfair to me that you wanted to pull off my only garment, while you still haven't taken anything off”

Florence almost graciously and quickly pulled me in, causing my back to touch the mattress as she almost ripped off her nightgown and bra, leaving her in simple black Calvin Klein panties.

“Ready, now, what we have left”

He began to kiss my neck, knowing that it is one of my weak points, causing me to let out small moans, as she went down to my breasts.

Despite having little fat in that part of my body, Flo liked to play with my nipples, she knew my body like the back of her hand.

Although she liked to take her time, I think my not-so-light moans and constant hip thrusts made her feel a little sorry for me, so she quickly removed my panties.

"Do you have a hair bow?"

I took the garter from my wrist and handed it to her.

She tied her hair up in a little ponytail and went back down to my legs

She started kissing my thighs as she went up, but just as she got to my center, she turned away.

“ Flo ...no games please”

"O.K baby"

She took a long, slow lick at my center, from my perineum to my clit causing me to let out a higher, higher moan.

"You are a delicacy of the gods" she gave my clit a little pat making me jump and bite the pillow to keep from screaming "You are the best bitch I could ask for"

Florence knew that bad words made me so hot, so she was using that to her advantage.

Knowing that she had had enough of foreplay, Flo simply proceeded to suck, lick and even bite my clit, while her index and middle fingers entered my cavity and searched for my G-spot, arching my back, taking her ponytail. and pulling. a little

"Flo… I'm close"

“Come for me, bitch. Shout my name"

The orgasm hit me so hard I don't even remember making a sound beyond a moan; I think the fact that Florence was away from home for a few days made not only my head and heart miss her, but my body as well.

"That was good?" She ask as brings her face closer to mine.

“Oh yeah, I missed you” I stole a kiss from her, tasting myself on his lips

“ Mmm , girl did I miss you too”

I took her shoulders with my hands and with a little force, I exchanged positions leaving her lying down and me straddling her.

"What's on your mind, dirty girl?"

" Mmm , just making up for my winner" I started to kiss her neck, causing her to giggle.

"But I haven't won the Oscar yet, baby"

“But the simple fact of being the incredible girlfriend that you are, makes you deserve an award”

I began to play with her breasts, while my right hand began to enter her panties.

"I just started touching you and you're already wet?" I bit her right nipple a bit

"Agh, what do you want me to do, I like to see how my girl goes crazy for my caresses"

"You're a fucking narcissist" I sucked on her other nipple, causing her to violently arch her back and try to grab a handful of my hair "no, precious, you can't touch until I tell you to."

"My love, don't be cruel"

“Do what I tell you Rose, or I will stop touching you”

She understood, so she let me go back to my task of playing with her, but I didn't want to make her suffer either, so I started to make a tour with my tongue to her lower belly, right where the elastic of her panties began, which I started to lower with the teeth slowly

"Y/N, please don't be cruel."

“I will only be kind because you were kind to me”

I almost ripped her panties off and buried my face in her center, sucking on her clit.

"Son of a bitch, Y/N, tell me I can touch you"

"Yes, you can touch me now"

I quickly pull my hair up into a makeshift ponytail and try to find a rhythm between my movements and her hip thrusts.

Unlike me, Florence was much louder, so the moans and screams were immediate.

"Mmm, you're doing great, you're a good slut" she pulled my hair again, making me moan and the vibrations from her reached her clit "You don't know how much I love you"

I started working a little harder, biting on her clit and even spitting on my fingers to insert them into her vagina

"Just hearing you spit reminds me how vulgar you can be, you're just vulgar to me right baby?"

"Yeah Flo I'm just your little bitch"

"Ahg, my little bitch" her legs began to shake and her toes began to curl together with her back "I am cumming, I want you to leave me clean"

"Yes love"

Her orgasm overtook her causing her to let out a loud scream, which our neighbors surely heard. Doing my best to make her orgasm last a little longer, I licked at her slowly, until she was back to normal.

"Damn you Y/N you're a goddess"

Flo forced me to go back up to her face and kiss me desperately "Thank you very much"

“My love, there is nothing to be thankful for”

"I'm not just talking about sex. I mean everything, the party, celebrating with me, trusting me, being the best thing that could have happened to me."

I lay on her chest while she kissed my head and I kissed her chest

"I'm the one who should be thankful, that a great person and actress loves me enough to give me the best sex in the world"

We both laughed and little by little we got tired, so we quickly fell asleep cuddling, but not before thanking life for the incredible girlfriend I have.

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