Florence Pugh One Shots.

When Will It End? | 💥

Anonymous asked: Hi there. I'm sorry if I'm doing this the wrong way. I've never requested anything before. I was wondering if you could do a Florence Pugh and female reader angst/comfort where they've been dating for a bit. Flo comes home early from filming to surprise her and finds her self harming. If you can't or it's too dark I understand. I struggle with self injury and a story with Flo comforting her girlfriend who struggles with mental health sounds nice.

Summary: A surprise turns into worry and concern.

Heavy Angst | Comfort | Depression Warning | Self Harm Warning | Language Warning | Mentions of Blood | 0.8K

AC: Please only read this is you feel up to it. Dark topic is obviously covered in this. Please know that none of you are alone and you can always, and I mean, ALWAYS talk to me if you ever need!! 

Letting your darker thoughts overtake your mind wasn't something unusual for you, especially when you're alone. It's been weeks since you last saw Florence, your girlfriend over a year and a half. She was off filming, and you always understood that there would be times within the relationship where she'd have to go away for a period of time, but she always made it important to at least facetime you once a day, twice if she could. But this week has felt like the longest week.

You've only spoken to Flo twice and the rest has been over text and not being able to hear from her when you needed her only added to your thoughts and self-doubt. The coldness of feeling alone quickly brought tears to your eyes no matter how hard you told yourself that your thoughts were not true and that you weren't any of the things you were telling yourself. The voice in your head leading you more and more into the dark cave you've been so great at avoiding, before you knew it, the urge was there.

Tears soaked your face as you walked into the bathroom, doing your best not to look at yourself in the mirror as you grabbed a fresh shaving razor and removed the blade from its hold. Your thoughts becoming more and more darker, the voice screaming inside your mind of how unworthy you felt. You wished it would stop, that the voice would die and never return but the more it spoke to you, the more you started to believe the negative ways of thinking.

Sinking to the bathroom floor, resting your back against the counter of the bathroom sink. "Go on, do it. You're all alone and nobody cares" the voice echoed through your mind as you slowly pulled your sleep shorts above your thighs. The blade in your right hand, tears endlessly streaming down your face and soaking the collar of your sleep shirt. It was the only way to stop the voice, you told yourself as the blade touched your sensitive skin, drawing blood as you dragged the blade over your thigh.

Nothing around you mattered in this moment as you watched the blood stream from your cuts. The voice in your mind now laughing so loudly at your actions you didn't even hear Florence enter the home in her happy cheer of "Baby! I'm home". Another cut to add to the river of blood before Florence's hand grabbed your right wrist in a panic.

"Darling, look at me!" she took the blade from your hand and threw it into the sink. "Darling" she spoke once again before cupping your face to look at her. "F-flo" you mumbled as you came back to your senses, "I...I'm...I'm sorry" you stuttered as your tear filled eyes looked at her. "Oh sweetheart, I'm here" she pulled you in for a hug as you sobbed loudly into her shirt. She grabbed the hand towel from the countertop and placed it over your thigh to stop the blood, "I'm sorry" you repeated over and over as she held you tightly in her arms, tears of her own falling from her eyes.

"Shhh honey, it's okay, I'm right here" Florence rubbed your back gently, "I'm here now" she repeated as you allowed yourself to feel safe in her arms. The voice in your head faded away the longer Florence held you close. "I love you so much darling" she whispered softly as you started to calm down. You looked up at her, allowing her to wipe your tears "I couldn't think...it jus-"

"Darling, it's okay, I'm not mad. I'm worried but you're okay and we'll do whatever we need to get help okay?" Florence placed a kiss on your forehead, "I'm going to push my schedule back for a while, I'm not going anywhere" she adds looking into your puffy, red eyes. You nodded slowly at her words too tired to speak. "I'm going to clean you up and get you into bed, okay?"

Florence gently cleaned your cuts, placing a soft kiss around them before bandaging them as she whispered "I love you" with every kiss. "You are worth so much more than what you think, you have no idea how happy you make me and those around you. I'm not just saying this darling, you are so special" she cupped your face after cleaning your cuts, "you make this world so enjoyable, a better place for everybody" she adds. Her words mean more to you than she'll ever truly know.

"Come on, let's get you to bed" she helped you off the floor and tucked you into bed, not caring that she was still in her casual clothes, she got into bed next to you and wrapped her arms around you. She gently strokes your back as you begin to fall asleep in her arms. "I love you, my darling" was the last thing you heard before falling into a slumber.