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alotofpockets · 11 months

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Happy when you're around | Florence Pugh

Paring: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: You're helping your girlfriend film her newest Cooking with Flo video, and help her with a Q&A on Instagram live.

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Florence was dancing around the kitchen, between the chopping of vegetables and stirring in pots. She was in the process of filming a Cooking with Flo episode. You were behind the camera making sure to get all the right angles to give her fans the best experience.

You loved how at ease Florence was in front of the camera, she had to be with her job of course but this was different. She connected with her fans, talked to them, even when her episodes weren't live and she couldn't see their responses or have a two way conversation with them. She never failed to find a new topic to talk about.

As a bonus Florence posted an extra story on her Instagram for her followers to send in questions, after she posted all the parts to the Cooking with Flo. She was nervous because she had never done this before, but she was excited when she saw all the questions come pouring in.

Florence wanted to answer the questions on an Instagram live. So, you suggested putting up a tripod to film her and to read the questions aloud from your phone, that way it was more like an interview. Flo thought it was a good idea, it eased her nerves a bit.

"Hi, everyone! I hope you enjoyed that little Cooking with Flo." She started. She knew how much they love the series, as they're always requesting more. "Thank you so much for all the questions you've sent in. My lovely girlfriend, behind the camera, will read as many of them out for me before we have to leave. I hope to answer as many as I can!"

You looked at Florence to give you the sign to ask the first question. Once she did you read one out for her. "Let's start off with a food related question, what is your favorite dish to make?" - "Hm that's a good one, I love so many. Honestly, I think my favorite thing to do is to create a dish from the leftovers we have. I get to be more creative and challenge myself."

You continue with the next question, "Are you working on any new projects at the moment?" Florence looks at you and smiles. "We just finished the press tour for A Good Person. If you haven't seen it yet, it's out in theaters now!" She plugs while making finger guns towards the camera. "But to answer your question, no not at the moment. I've had a busy couple of years work wise and while I'm very happy with that, I want some time with my girlfriend. So, I'm taking a couple of months off, and we're going to travel together. I've got some auditions planned before we go, so who knows after our trip I might have some new projects coming up."

You continue asking more questions, when you stumble upon one with your name. "Haha I like this one, I'd like to know your point of view on this. What is y/n like when she's filming your Cooking with Flo videos?" Florence moves her hands in a come here motion. "If you all don't mind, I'm gonna bring her in front of the camera for this one."

Once you sit down next to her, she starts answering the question. "Y/n is amazingly supportive behind the camera, and in general. She's very detail oriented and knows exactly what I want to show and when I want to give you all a closer look at something. Besides that I also have the cheesy answer, which is that she's beautiful behind the camera, and she always looks at me with the most admiring smile." You blush at all her compliments.

"That's because I'm always happy when you're around." You say while leaning into her more. She puts her arm around you. You see the screen filled with lovely messages from the audience and feel the smile on Florence's face. "We have to get going now, but I promise I'll answer more questions soon! Thank you for joining us and I hope you'll all have a wonderful day." With that you end the live and cuddle up to your girlfriend, before you have to get ready.

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fandomnerd9602 · 5 months

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can you do a Florence Pugh x reader one thank you so much

Florence smiles…

Florence: welcome back to Cooking with Flo! With my special guest, Y/N who can’t cook for their life

Y/N: hey!

Florence: sorry baby I love you

Florence kisses their cheek…

The chat alights with comments: looks like food isn’t the only thing cooking

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #cooking with flo #celebrity #celebrity imagine #celebrity x reader

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just-a-torn-up-masterpiece · 7 months

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NEW COOKING WITH FLO JUST DROPPED IM OBSESSED W HER HELP

part 1/2

#cooking with flo #florence pugh #yelena belova #she’s so lovely here’s some screenshots

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togrowoldinv · 7 months

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Pumpkin Pie

Florence Pugh x Reader

Florence does a fall themed Cooking With Flo and invites you to help

Note: Yay flufftober! And Cooking With Flo! Enjoy this fluff!

Flufftober Masterlist, Main Masterlist

“Hello everyone!” You hear your girlfriend in the kitchen say into her phone. “It’s time for another Cooking With Flo!”

She does her usual spiel asking how everyone is and what they’re up to as if she is on live. You enter the kitchen and she smiles at you.

“Come here,” she says.

“Oh, I don’t think I should,” you say quietly.

She pauses her recording.

“Please! Darling, I promise I’ll do all the cooking. You just have to sit here and look pretty,” Flo says. You can’t argue with her.

You cross the room and hug her as she turns the camera back on. Florence starts another video with you holding her from behind. You rest your head on her shoulder.

“Today we will be making a pumpkin pie!” Flo says.

“That’s my favorite,” you say.

“I know, babe,” Flo says. She kisses your cheek and gets to work showing the camera the ingredients.

You step from behind her and turn on some fall themed music. Florence dances along.

She makes the pie and shares little quips with you as she does so. You’re sure the comments are going crazy, but Florence doesn’t mind.

“So, I’m going to pop this in the oven and we’ll report back when it’s finished!” Florence says. “Oh, I almost forgot to tell you how long to cook it for.”

Florence giggles before telling the audience more information about cooking. You love watching her in her element.

While it’s in the oven, you and Flo talk about anything and everything. She records a few videos with updates from her life.

When the pie is ready, you video her taking it out of the oven.

“It’s perfect!” She says. “Yay! Look baby!”

“I see it, Flo. Great job,” you tell her.

She sets the pie on the counter and pulls the phone from your hand. Flo takes your face in her other hand and kisses your cheek soundly.

“The last step is to enjoy the pie with your friends and family. Someone you love,” Florence says. “Thanks for watching!”

She turns off the camera and posts the final video. You smile at her as she cuts you both a piece of the pie.

“I love you,” you tell her.

“I love you too, pumpkin,” Florence says with a giggle.

You kiss her softly and hold her close. She’s almost as sweet as the pie she made.

#florence pugh x reader #florence pugh #florence pugh fluff #I love you flo #cooking with flo #togrowoldinv’s flufftober 2023

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multi-fandom-enjoyer · 4 months

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After a day of filming, Florence walks into her house only to see it's covered in birthday decorations.

Y/n: Happy Birthday, Flo!

You walk out of the kitchen holding a freshly decorated and baked cake.

Florence: This all looks amazing. When did you have time to do this, and when did you learn to bake?

Y/n: Hailee helped a lot with setting this up, and I might have watched a few cooking with Flo videos while you were gone. Happy birthday, babe!

Florence: Thank you, baby.

She kisses you before you light the candles and turn off the lights.

Y/n: Happy birthday to you...

#florence pugh #florence pugh x reader #celebrity x male reader #celebrity x reader #florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh x you #x male reader #x reader #birthday #cooking with flo #celebrity

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fiorencepughs · 7 months

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it’s a florence pugh thing ❤️‍🩹

#florence pugh #cooking with flo

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littlexscarletxwitch · 7 months

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SHE'S BACK SHE'S BACK

Billie was not having it lol

Omg, SHE'S BACK

I'M SO HAPPY

Look at her, she's glowing

She's just 😫😫😫🫠🫠🫠🛐🛐🛐

#florence pugh #florence pugh update #florence pugh new pics #cooking with flo #flo and billie #that's my wife #the love of my life #she's so cute #and pretty #and stunning #and lovely #and gorgeous #and i just love her so much #your fav florence pugh blog <3 #littlexscarletxwitch rambles ༉‧₊˚.

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jopperlored · 1 year

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Some things never change - I love that woman

#florence pugh #i love her #cooking with flo #she’s so beautiful

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yelenasdiary · 8 months

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Hey

How about a moodboard for cooking with Flo?

#yelenasdiary asks #lives-in-midgard #florence pugh #cooking with flo #moodboard

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williamsonnawfc · 1 year

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MISS FLORENCE PUGH

Florence Pugh for ‘Cooking with Flo’ on Vogue

#florencepsource #florence pugh #cooking with flo #amy march #little women #yelena black widow #yelena belova #black widow #actress #oscar nominee

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alotofpockets · 2 years

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A love like ours | Florence Pugh

Pairing: Florence Pugh x Reader

Prompt: "Dance with me?"

A/n: The first of 40 fics for my 2k celebration!

masterlist | requests: closed | taglist | words: 630

You loved watching Florence cook, especially during her monthly Cooking with Flo. A cooking series she posted on her Instagram. Just recently she had decided to do the series as an Instagram live to make it easier to film and post. Another reason to do the series live was so she could connect more with her fans. This way she could communicate with them, they could ask her question and have conversations with them.

On Cooking with Flo day where you were home, you always helped Flo with the live. You would make sure you got the right angles when Florence wanted to show a part of the cooking up close, and you would read the fan questions out loud for Florence to answer. Her fans knew the both of you were dating, since Florence regularly posted pictures and short video’s of you together, or some where you were somewhere in the background. Since you were living together, the latter happened quite often.

You loved how Florence interacted with her fans and by the look of the comments the fans enjoyed it very much as well. You had also seen quite some fan videos of Florence dancing around in your shared kitchen and saved many of them to your phone. She was currently dancing around the kitchen, you watched her with love and adoration in your eyes. Florence always played some music while she was cooking, swaying to it while preparing an amazing meal.

You stopped reading the comments and questions for a bit to admire your girlfriend. When she noticed your eyes on her, she reached out her hand. "Dance with me?" With a smile you got up and took her hand, making her do a twirl before pulling her close again. Both of you completely forgetting that there were thousands of people watching you, that's how safe Florence always made you feel.

You slow dance in the kitchen until one of the pots start boiling over. You both laugh at how easy you both forgot about what you were doing. Florence rushes to the pot and turns the heat down. She looks up at the camera when she has it under control and says, "And that my friends, is why you should always keep a close eye on the food you're making." She jokes around.

You kissed Florence on her cheek and moved back to behind the camera. You noticed tons of messages coming in, saying how adorable the two of you were and how people wanted to find love like yours.

After Florence said bye to everyone on the live you enjoy the delicious meal that she made, together at the kitchen table. Flo grabs her phone to take a quick video of her plate and moving it up to you, "What do you think?" She asked. You smiled at her behind the camera, "It's delicious as always, my love." You take another bite to show just how much you enjoyed it.

Before you even finished your food, Florence her phone buzzed, and Raffie's name popped up. The message read 'Man your fans are fast, I came across this on my for you page. But I can't blame them, you two are adorable." With a link to the TikTok she was talking about.

Florence opened it for both of you to see. It was a video of you dancing together during the live, both of you smiling and with love in your eyes. You played the video on repeat for the next five minutes.

Flo got up and moved to your side taking your hand, "I love you, y/n. I want to dance with you forever." You get up and kiss her, "I love you too, Florence." And with that you twirl her around again for another dance.

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flohouse46 · 3 months

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Can you guys help Steinfam out and REBLOG this? Just throwing a Hail Mary up.

#yelena belova #hawkeye #florence pugh #kate bishop #hailee steinfeld #black widow #bishova #dickinson #cooking with flo #cookingwithfloandhailee #one fork #hot sauce #potato peels

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randombush3 · 2 years

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Blame It on the Dog.

florence pugh x reader

summary: you make flo a little annoyed when watching her cook

words: 1978 (short 💔)

warnings: none! (god can u believe it)

notes: requested by @kassies-take - thank you so much. this was so peaceful and relaxing to write.

also i’m an awful cook so don’t ask me what she was making

Having proper meals has never been your top priority in life. Earning enough to put food on the table, yes. Eating the food on the table? That could wait.

Then your girlfriend came along, begged you to live with her, and decided she’d be your personal chef until the day you die (and she’d run into oncoming traffic before allowing the cause of death to be malnutrition). Breakfast is always fresh and healthy and too good not to eat, and as lunch can be on-the-go and busy, a hearty dinner finishes your day. Like bookends.

Sometimes, Flo gets lonely and talkative – usually when you’re not around to sit at the table and nod along to her monologue – hence her personal cooking show on her Instagram. It goes smoothly because she has no distraction, bar the scavenging dog and her impeccable music taste (which you don’t tend to like because it gets wacky and you have enough strangeness in your life through her), and her followers keenly watch every part to her lengthy story because they love her and the food looks good.

The food is good; so good that she frequently doesn’t have to make dessert.

“Y/n,” Flo grumbles, prodding you with a jittery index. You recline on the sofa, having been lazing around ever since you stepped through the front door.

She’s been on edge recently. Nothing’s come your way, but you can sense that something (or someone) has worsened her general anxiety and caused her to become restless and, frankly, a little irritating.

“Hm?” You open your eyes. “You okay?” She nods, fingers playing with the bow of her apron, rubbing the fabric between them. “Oh, is dinner ready?”

“No, I was just about to start on it,” explains Flo, perching on the arm of the sofa, fingers now walking up and down your forearm.

“You seem antsy.”

“Do I?”

You raise your eyebrows, wondering why she’s in denial. She’s quite upfront most of the time, and you say, “yeah, you do. You look like you’re about to stress-cook a five course meal.” She slides down the arm, landing lightly in your lap. “What’s wrong?”

“Just people.” Ah. Rumours. Normal things. “I’m going to film a Cooking With Flo – I was just telling you in case you wanted to watch.” Two years and you’ve never seen the entirety of your personal cooking show. You might catch the end if you get to the kitchen early.

You press a kiss to her lips. “Sounds fun. I’ll be your first live human audience.” Billie barks from the other side of the sofa, where she has been matching your mood and napping on a handmade cushion Flo picked up when filming in Morocco. “Sorry!” She turns away from the both of you in a huff, and Flo calls after her saying she cherishes her company more than yours. “I’m going to push you off me in a second.”

Dramatically, she groans. “My girls hate me, do they? Good thing millions of people can be my friends instead.”

“Fuck off,” you joke, wrapping your arms around her waist before she can saunter off. You bury your face in her hair, breathing in the smell of a shampoo that was yours originally but stolen and carted off round the globe by her. “I love you. I know you’re stressed.”

“Y/n…” She hates trying to be cross with you because she hates failing. She relaxes into you. “I’m just going to cook it out. Are you coming or are you both going to be couch potatoes?”

You pat Billie’s bum. “We forgive you for making us compete for your love and affection.” Billie grunts in agreement. “But my associate here is demanding cuddles as compensation. Specifically, cuddles for me – oh, that’s so kind of you, Billie – involving a kiss or two or three, and maybe some state of undress. Scandalous, but you have to pay the price.”

“And this is all Billie’s idea?” she teases, turning around and straddling you. If you had been looking at the dog, you would have seen her roll her eyes. “Definitely not yours.”

“No, I would never ask for that. I think Florence Pugh is a bad kisser.”

She frowns, standing up. “I’m never kissing you again. Billie gets all my love from now on.” To top it off, the dog follows her as she exits the room, tail wagging like she knows she is suddenly number one. You trail after them because there’s nothing else for you to really do.

It makes your girlfriend quite smug to see you observing her every move, staring when her hips sway to a song she’s only playing because she knows you hate it. The music barely registers in your mind as you settle your gaze on her, only tuning into her commentary to keep you grounded. Otherwise you’d probably pounce on her.

Deciding to satisfy an alternative hunger (she’s adamant that you can’t sleep with her until you retract your statement from earlier, but you’re a stubborn woman and refuse), you reach across the worktop for the chopping board, pulling it towards you. Flo is in her own world, filming what’s happening on the stove, talking to her phone. You wash the chopped cherry tomatoes down with the margarita she made both of you, sliding the board back to a similar position it was in when she left, pretending you’ve been sitting there doing nothing the whole time her back has been turned.

“I’ve prepped the–” Your guilty expression and the sudden decline in tomatoes cause her to stop recording. “Did you eat them?” You shake your head. Shamelessly.

“Billie ate them.”

She glances doubtfully at the dog, who is eating her own dinner, then back to you. “Billie jumped onto the worktop, and, despite the fact she doesn’t like tomatoes, gobbled half of them up?”

“I guess so.” You waggle your finger at the very innocent dog; no wonder she naps by Flo’s feet more often than yours.

Flo furrows her eyebrows, amusement slowly tugging the corner of her lips into a soft smile. She continues recording. “Sorry about that. I prepped the tomatoes, but someone ate half right from the chopping board. If you ever find yourself with a food thief in your kitchen, the best way to recover is to make yourself an even stronger margarita and reassure your dog that you don’t believe one word of the blame placed on her.” She looks directly at you.

“It wasn’t me!”

“Right, Y/n.” She rolls her eyes at the camera, using your arm on the worktop as a stand for her phone. You whisper to the microphone that she trusts you very little and that it is perfectly realistic for Billie to steal food from you.

The next time you take something is when she bends to put the vegetables in the oven, handily facing away and very focused.

She leaves the feta out, temptingly right in front of you. You have a whole shelf stacked with packs and packs of it in the fridge so you resolve that it won’t hurt.

Eating feta while looking at her bum (her jeans are very flattering – you remind yourself that she’s your girlfriend of three years and that you are very much allowed to stare) would be a perfect evening if she didn’t seem to still have a ‘songs Y/n hates’ playlist on shuffle. Once she’s finished her detailed explanation of why she’s now baking everything in the oven, she ends the video, uploading it to her story and catching you in the act. You freeze

“Caught feta-handed.”

Her face is so serious that you laugh, ultimately choking on the cheese and needing a long gulp of your cocktail to fix it.

“I would never eat your ingredients. I’m telling you that it’s Billie!” The dog is on the other side of the room. You pout at her. She ignores you and updates everyone on what’s baking.

“The cherry on top will be this white wine sauce that my friend showed me a few weeks ago.” It’s a good sauce. “Then all we’ve got to do is take everything out of the oven, toss the salad and add the feta, and we’re done!”

Her glass is empty, and so is yours, so you grab the bottle of tequila from the cupboard and start measuring things out in the cocktail shaker. You mix the drink and give Flo hers in a glass chilled from the freezer, kissing her cheek before returning to your seat. You groan once you get there, asking how long she’s going to be. You are so hungry.

“Y/n, can I use this one?” She holds up a bottle of Delas Freres. A sixty pound bottle. She makes faces at the camera while you decide.

“Do we have another bottle?” She shakes her head. “I mean, Mum gave it to you, so it’s your choice.”

“Guys,” she says, addressing her millions of friends, “this wine is one of my favourites, but if you don’t want to use your prized white in the sauce, you could easily use something else. But I’m gonna bung it in – Y/n’s mum loves me and will get me another bottle.”

You took Flo to meet your parents a month into seeing her. They used to FaceTime you to check in, now they only call your girlfriend. It’s okay because her family would much rather have you stay over.

She has far too much trust in you, because you drink a sixth of the bottle the minute it’s open and her attention is on something else. By now, she really should be expecting it but her mouth still forms an ‘o’. “Y/n!” She’s slightly offended now. “Why am I cooking if you’d rather eat everything raw?”

When Flo gets cross with you – which is rarely something super serious – she folds her arms and furrows her brows and sits in a hip; a perfect replica of her mother. You can see her prepare her war stance, eyes widening. She settles into an upset frown, over exaggerated for sure, and you exhale in relief. Thankfully it won’t be your last breath.

You make a big show of enjoying the food once she’s finished, not being able to bear the glint of actual hurt in her eyes. Part of you is convinced she’s acting, but you’re trying to make it up to her just to be sure. You might have taken your teasing a little too far. You can fix this.

“I’m not going to touch you no matter how many times you moan.” You swallow your water quickly, nearly choking; it’s a close call. “I know the food is delicious. You know the ingredients are delicious.”

“I was hungry.” She waits. “And thirsty.”

“You are definitely thirsty.” A euphemism. She’s proud of herself for that one.

You decide to change the topic slightly, knowing that something’s going to be slammed on the table in either direction that this current chat is going. (One is a world where she forgives you, the other is where she does the opposite.) “Has the response been good so far?” Your fork clatters against your polished-off plate. There’s a slight smirk of satisfaction creeping onto her lips. “Don’t be so pouty.”

“I am not being pouty!” You laugh. “And the response has been excellent, thank you very much. Lots of nice things said about my cooking.”

Her phone sits on the worktop. You grab it on your way back from putting both your plates in the sink, unlocking the device and going onto Instagram.

A few people have commented on your mouse-like tendencies.

You snap a picture of her pouty/confused/entertained expression, adding it to her story captioned: ‘she doesn't like it when cooking with flo becomes eating with Y/n’.

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#florence pugh fanfiction #florence pugh x reader #florence pugh #florence pugh x y/n #florence pugh one shot #florence pugh fluff #florence pugh imagine #florence pugh x you #cooking with flo

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