#flo x reader

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Practice in the darkness

Flo x Reader

Note: I just finished playing the game, and I need more! Flo is so cute. If I can't get more content, I'll have to make it. As always.

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The sound of the trampoline filled the tent; practicing my acrobatics, even though I was just an assistant, was a daily routine—a necessary training regimen if I were ever to perform like my other, perfect teammates. After a few hours of jumping on the trampoline and swinging on the trapeze in the air, I took a moment to rest, sitting down on one of the seats near the empty audience chairs.

"Bellissimo come sempre... (Beautiful as always…)" A voice startles me. Flo is sitting next to me, clapping softly. I jump when I hear him out of nowhere, but I smile when I see him next to me, holding out a bottle of water for me.

"Thanks, Flo..." I laugh, taking the bottle from his hand, gently brushing his fingers before opening it to quench my thirst, sipping the liquid slowly. "Maybe you'd like to practice with me...?"

"Mi piacerebbe tantissimo... Magari adesso...? Ho un po' di tempo libero... (I'd love to... Maybe right now...? I have some free time...)" Flo seems excited to spend time together, and so am I—I like spending time with Flo; he always cheers me up.

"Do you think you could teach me how to do what you do...? I'm not as flexible as you are... but I'd like to try..." I ask him, really hoping to spend time with him more than anything else.

Flo is silent for a moment, staring at me before nodding and smiling. He stands up and offers me his hand. "Certo... dai... (Sure... come on...)"

I don't hesitate to take his hand and follow him onto the stage. I feel a little nervous, having watched his movements in previous shows; I know just how much he can contort his body. Watching him has always been exciting, mesmerizing in a way, but trying it alongside him is on a whole other level.

I follow his lead, moving my body carefully, doing my best to twist around, and even though I can’t move exactly like Flo, I try anyway, getting scared when I lose my balance, closing my eyes when I think I’m going to hit the ground with a thud—luckily, Flo is faster and catches me.

For a moment, I freeze as I feel his hands on me, helping me stretch while keeping my balance so I don’t fall to the ground. I look at him in silence, without looking away. His touch is always warm and comforting to me, but like this—with our bodies in this position—I can feel him so close that my heart races inside my chest.

“Can I kiss you…?” I murmur without thinking, looking away in embarrassment, feeling my cheeks grow hot. For a second, I think he’s going to pull away, to let go of me, but his grip surprises me as it tightens. “Flo…?”

"Le cose che mi fai... (The things you do to me…)" Flo murmurs in a deep voice before slowly letting me go, letting out a heavy sigh.

I'm about to leave when he catches me off guard, pulling me close against him. I feel his hand slowly slide down my back, holding me tight against him before he covers my eyes with his other hand.

For a moment, I hear nothing but our breathing and the rapid beating of my heart, then I feel him move in front of me, and something brush against my lips. It’s slow, trembling as if holding back, and it takes me a few seconds to recover from the surprise, but I return his kiss gently, savoring the warm sensation of his lips against mine.

We spend a long moment like this, enjoying our time together, before I gently pull away, needing to catch my breath, my eyes still covered.

“That was…” I mutter, trailing off as I catch my breath.

“Perfect…” Flo adds. I laugh softly, moving closer to him, gently touching his hand without letting go.

“Yeah... although...” I smiled, moving even closer to him with my eyes closed, guiding myself by gently touching him, pulling him closer to me, tilting him downward as I tugged at his suit. “Maybe I want to practice a little more...”

[wandaswifeyforlifey]

Hello there! 🥺 I was wondering if I could put in a request for the flufftober?? I was thinking day 30 (fall asleep in my lap) with Florence Pugh and her gf. And maybe the gf has a small child from a previous relationship and Florence volunteers to watch the kid and it’s just fluff of her, her gf and the child? 🥺

A/n: This literally made me smile while I wrote it so I hope it does the same for you! Also, I'd like to remind everyone that you can still send in requests for flufftober, even if it isn't the right day or even the same month. But... enjoy!

Ship: Florence Pugh x Reader

Warnings: None babies just fluff!

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When you had your daughter you knew it would be tiring but not exhausting. You couldn’t remember the last time you went to sleep for longer than 15 minutes, you barely had time to eat, your daughter couldn’t be left alone for even 5 minutes without crying, it was so much effort. One person that helped you through it though, was your girlfriend, Florence, and her constant support.

If you called her, Florence would be at your door as soon as she could with anything you asked for. She understood that it was a difficult situation and offered to help out with the baby whenever necessary. One night, you called her over for a movie as a ‘thank you’ of sorts. You bought everything and had everything prepared, the baby was asleep, this night could be perfect.

Flo arrived at around 7:30 with some of her own snacks to add to the mix. There were cushions and blankets and duvets covering the sofa, drawing you into the comfort. There were bowls of sweets and chocolate and popcorn, it had everything and anything you would want to eat. And lying there right in the middle of it all was the person she loved the most: you.

Despite the possibility of this being a perfect night, you looked a mess but were determined to enjoy tonight. Florence sat down next to you and cuddled under the blanket.

“You ready? You look a bit tired, we can do this another night if you want to?” she gave you a worried look.

“No, no. It’ll be good, I’m fine.” you smiled while looking up at her.

“If you say so… but nudge if you can’t ok?”

You nodded and played the movie.

Within 30 minutes of it, you had already passed out from exhaustion. Florence noticed this when you were no longer doing grabby hands for the popcorn. She did a content sigh and rested her head on yours but of course, this moment of peace had to be broken by the baby crying. She knew it would be unfair of her to wake you up just to put your daughter back to sleep.

As soon as she picked up the baby, the crying stopped. There was calm again. She looked down to that sweet chubby face she knew so well and felt truly carefree. You must have woken up when she went to get the baby because when Florence sat down, you kissed her hand and said.

“My two favourite girls, together.”

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[wandaswifeyforlifey]

hi! don’t know if you’re taking requests

but when you can, can you do a reader x florence where the reader is also an actress and her and florence have been dating for a long time but the reader gets casted in a movie and starts to fall for her costar who plays her love interest (can be any other celeb) thank u! thank u! 🥺

A/n: I did this as a bit of a blurb if that's ok!

Ship: Florence Pugh x Reader, Scarlett Johansson x Reader

Warnings: mentions of cheating, angst and a bit of an argument too

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Life with Florence seemed perfect. You had a warm home that had seen many birthdays, holidays, summers and parties go by over the years. People came and went, furniture was built and broken but one thing that never changed was the love you two had for each other.

Reuben, your tabby, lay comfortably in his bed in the corner of the room when Florence came bouncing in with nothing but excitement present on her face.

“You won’t believe the call I just had!” she exclaimed, “So, you know how we auditioned for Black Widow? Well… we got cast! Oh my god, I’m still freaking out.”

Despite the thrilling news, the thing that brought a smile to your face was your girlfriends’ happiness.

Later, you got a call yourself. It was just going over the details with your agent about when you’ll be starting, what workout plans you’ll have and so on. The weeks leading up to filming were incredible. For you, it was your first professional movie so everything was just as exciting as the next. You began training which included mixed martial arts, boxing and weightlifting.

Life was good until you caught sight of her. Scarlett. She was beautiful. You didn’t know how to describe it, but to put it best, you were captivated by her. As the filming went on, it became apparent to you that she felt the same. Of course, you felt guilty for your feelings towards Scarlett, how could you not? But you were like magnets. Fate seemed to draw you two together as well. You would bump into each other on the street, in cafés, almost anywhere.

Florence had taken notice of this but trusted you not to act on it. Your faith to her would outmatch anything and she knew that. As time passed, she started to get more and more nervous about the relationship developing between the two of you though, so she began to hang around you as much as she could. She would hold onto your arm or give you a soft kiss on the lips, anything so that other people would know that you were hers. But one day, she had to ask you about it.

"What's going on?" she asked, completely out of the blue. You raised your head to look at her over your book.

"What?" you replied.

"With you and Scarlett."

As those words left her mouth you felt sick. That's why she'd been especially affectionate. Because she knew something was happening between the two of you whether it was strictly verbal or became physical. There was no way to weasel yourself out of this.

"Nothing! We just hang out, I guess..." you said in the worst 'I'm not lying to you' voice.

"Look, Y/n," she held the bridge of her nose in annoyance, "I know something up and I just want you to be honest with me, are you attracted to Scarlett?"

She already knew the truth, you already knew the truth, anyone with eyes already knew the truth.

"Yes. I like her but that doesn't mean anything is going to happen, ok?" you attempted to reassure her but to no avail.

"Right. I've heard that before."

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[wandaswifeyforlifey]

hi! could i make florence x reader request where reader likes to skate but always hurt herself so her lovely and worried girlfriend takes care of her

A/n: Hey Anon! Thank you for this request it was really fun to write and feel free to send in more!! I hope you like it :) :)

Ship: Florence Pugh x Reader

Summary: You’d been skating since you were a teenager but you stopped skating as much when you got into acting. Recently, you realised this and decided to take it up again and your girlfriend, Florence, was completely supportive until she saw you covered in scrapes, bruises and grazes but she accepted that this was part of relearning so she was always there to patch you up.

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To your dismay, you couldn’t remember the last time you had skated. It came to your mind when a couple of people rode past you on their skateboards and went down to the park. It seemed to dig up old memories of skating with your sister helping you out and patching you up until you didn’t need to anymore. That was one of the happiest times of your life and skating seemed to free you from the real world for a minute. So, you decided to take it up again. Why not? At the beginning of your career, you weren’t quite sure what you were doing, so you spent all your time figuring it out but now you have a sense of how it works, you can spend the rest of your time doing what you want to do.

“Flo? Darling, I’m just going to go outside and have a go on my skateboard again,” you called up to your girlfriend who was still half asleep considering it was 8 am.

“Ok, but be careful. And I mean that!” she replied and you knew she was wary about this whole skating thing but what’s the worst that could happen? Well, this was.

You weren’t really sure how much of the skill you remember so you thought you’d just try skating around a little bit, trying some of the basic tricks and if you can do that easily, try some of the more impressive ones. You set your skateboard down and attempt to step on it. It’s always a good sign when you almost fall over before you’ve even got two feet on the board. Maybe you overestimated yourself and you should just take it slow?

After almost 10 minutes of ‘taking it slow’, you had scrapes on your knees, elbows, the palms of your hands, your shins and your shoulders. After Florence stopped hearing grunts from you falling over she panicked and ran outside to see you sitting on the floor.

“Jesus, Y/n! You’ve been out for what? 20 minutes? And you’ve grazed yourself countless times. Come inside, I’ll give you some stitches and plasters and you can just relax a bit.” she said with her brows furrowed in worry.

“Yeah… yeah.” she helped you inside and sat you down in the main room while she got the first aid kit.

“You really need to be more careful, you know?” she murmured while focusing on disinfecting the cut on your shoulder.

“Yeah, sorry, thanks because I was trying to fall over.” you roll your eyes.

“Jeez, ok. I’m just trying to help.”

You sigh,” I know, I’m sorry. I’m just a bit annoyed that I could pretty much do nothing. I knew how to do so much and now all of that has completely gone?”

“Y/n, it a part of relearning is trial and error. You need to know what you can do, to learn what you can’t. The only thing is, we need to accept that in the process you might get hurt.”

You looked her in the eyes with pure adoration and said: “What did I do to deserve someone as perfect as you?”

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[wandaswifeyforlifey]

hi! i was wondering if i can request florence x reader

the reader is also an actress and her and florence were dating for a long time, but then they broke up because the reader fell in love with her co star (it can be another celebrity) and they bump into each other one day and the reader is married/has a kid with the costar she left her for. kinda like the ending of la la land. (sorry this was so long) 💗

A/n: This was such a lovely request! Also, I love the la la land addition that movie is just a masterpiece. Soooooo, enjoy!

Ship: Florence Pugh x Reader, Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Summary: After leaving Florence for Elizabeth, you each had to go on without each other. Starting families, progressing through your careers, but one thing that you will never lose is the understanding you had for each other.

Warning: None

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Florence knew that look. She’d seen it a thousand times before but aimed at her, not Lizzie. That was the look of pure entrancement and adoration. That was the look that ended your relationship. It was the laughs, the chemistry on set, all of it. She knew you loved Lizzie and as much as it hurt her, she had to let you go.

The breakup wasn’t messy so to speak but it wasn’t nice either. You hadn’t realised she’d noticed but Flo couldn’t quite hold her tears in. There was no shouting or throwing things but there was a mutual understanding that this didn’t end well and you would both leave this feeling unhappy. The difference is, you would have someone to turn to, Florence would have to climb her way out of this pit by herself.

You spent another few years in your relationship with Elizabeth before you got married. You had rocky beginnings but it was the happiest you’d been in a long time. The ceremony was gorgeous, you had white rose bouquets and the most dream-like venue you could have thought of. It was as if you were living out a fairytale and this was your happily ever after. Not long after, you both agreed to have a baby whether it was adoption or from a donor, you would treasure it like nothing else mattered in the world.

In the end, you adopted a son called Jacob. You wondered why that name came to mind when you remembered the conversation you had with Florence about kids. Not particularly talking about having them, just what you would call them, and what little clothes you’d buy them. Just the thought of her pained you even after all the years. You figured it would be more tolerable in the future, the wound would heal but it never seemed to.

Years and years passed, almost decades. You had moved on with your life and grown up to start a family and continue your career. You won awards, met younger stars who were just becoming big, become closer with some friends and more distant with others. But life would never be kid enough to make you forget about the one person who shaped you. Florence Pugh.

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Onset for a movie you were shooting, you had no idea who you would be staring alongside until you took a stroll to explore the set and your eyes lay upon her. She seemed… happy. Content. It seemed strange seeing her after so long but, in an odd way, freeing. Like you finally had closure. When she noticed you, you recognised the look of surprise on her face. It wasn’t good surprise, nor bad, but it meant something. Then there was a mutual feeling of acknowledgement. Both of you knew you would have scenes together, press tours, promos but no more than that was necessary and that was fine.

You understood each other, and that is what matters in the end.

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[wandaswifeyforlifey]

Hello love🥰 may I put a request in? For Florence and fem reader with the prompts 12 - ‘how was I such an idiot to believe that you, of all people, loved me?’ & 18 - ‘marry me.’ I really want some angst, fluff, and if possible some nsfw? 👀 thank you so much and have a lovely day 🥺💕

A/n: I'm so sorry this took me ages to write! I'm slowly getting through my requests I just haven't had much inspiration to write lately which is just perfect considering I have the time to do it now but here it is at long last! And I'm quite proud of it. I did some implied smut as I'm not completely comfortable with doing full-on smut but hopefully it fits in ok? Anyway, I've been rambling, enjoy!

Words: 1.2k exactly!

Warnings: mentions of cheating, drinking, implied woohoo times and, if it freaks you out a lil, proposing

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The party was going, unusually, perfect. Everyone was enjoying themselves, drinking, dancing, hooking up. It was like some kind of fever dream. You were chatting with some friends of yours before you noticed that your solo cup was running dangerously low on booze. As you were walking over to the keg, you thought about how you hadn’t seen Florence for a while now and it was odd of your girlfriend to be gone for this long, whatever she was doing.

Once your cup was full, you scanned the room for her. Your eyes lay upon her lovingly but it seemed to you that someone else was doing the same thing. Just next to her a woman was placing her hands on Florences chest and stomach and you would have walked over there to keep her away, but there was a smile on your girlfriends face. Not an uncomfortable smile. Not an awkward smile. Just a smile. She wasn’t trying to remove her hands from her shirt she just let it be. Your heart dropped and you were breathless for a few seconds. What were you supposed to do? Whatever it was, it didn’t matter anyway because you were frozen solid. It was as if the room was empty apart from you three.

After watching the events play out for what seemed like an eternity, you couldn’t bear to watch anymore. You had to get some air. Unfortunately, Florence had spotted this and decided to follow you out, grabbing her coat in hopes to suppress the cold of the autumn evening.

“Y/n, slow down. Look, I know-” she grabbed your arm but you shrugged her off.

“What the fuck was that?” you interrupted, “She had her hands all over you! And what did you do? You just stood there and smiled. You know, I bet you’ve seen that girl around a lot, haven’t you? Is this your first run in or has it happened a million times?” At this point you were just rambling, you regretted half the things you said just seconds after they left your mouth but continued anyway.

“If you’d just give me a second to say-” Florence started.

“No! I don’t think I want to hear what you have to say. How was I such an idiot to believe that you, of all people, loved me?” the last sentence was whispered, only making it hurt more. You weren’t sure what sparked this outburst from you, maybe it was insecurity? You said it yourself: how could you believe that she, of all people, could love you?

The next weeks seemed to drag on. You kept away from Florence at all costs. You stuck to your friends that lived nearby but nothing felt quite as good as it did when you were with her. The walks were far more lonely by yourself and the coffee shop visits were mundane. The clothes shopping became a chore and you only just had enough energy to go food shopping without a distraction from the dull task. Despite you avoiding Florence, whenever you did see her your heart jumped that little bit.

The whole world seemed to flip upside down when you were venting to your best friend about the situation. You were sitting in a coffee shop with the leaves turning brown outside and the coffee itself still steaming.

“You have got to understand where I’m coming from though, right? I’d be way more angry with whoever that girl was if my girl wasn’t smiling through the whole thing!”

“Wait… No, no, no. What do you think happened?” he said, figuring out that what you thought was the truth and the actual truth were very different things. You began to second guess yourself from the tone of his question.

“Well, I went to refill my drink, looked over at her and saw this girl with her hands all over Florence’s body but she seemed to be enjoying it. Then I stormed out and we argued of course.” you become uncertain while he looks at you in disbelief.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he says to himself, now grinning, “That’s not what happened at all! Oh my god… The girl wasn’t ‘feeling her up’, she spilt her drink on her! Flo was laughing and smiling because she did the same thing. Didn’t you see the stain when she ran out after you?”

You couldn’t speak. What? No. But yes. This whole thing was silly, how could you do that? Why did you rush to judgement so quickly? Oh my god. Florence.

“Y/n?” he asked, waiting for an answer, “Didn’t you?”

“Well- no. She was wearing her coat it covered her front. I’m sorry but I really need to go.” You left immediately, running out of the cafe to catch a taxi to Florence’s place.

You didn’t know what you would say when you saw her or how you could apologise to make it seem as sincere as you meant it. You felt sick. How could you make such a colossal mistake? How could you hurt Florence like that? She thinks you don’t trust her at all and it’s completely reasonable. You need to apologise but don’t expect her to accept it. That’s unfair of you.

When you knocked on the door you got a tired ‘hello?’ in response until Florence saw it was you.

“Y/n? Oh my god. I’m so glad you’re here-” she opened her arms to hug you but quickly retracted them.

“I am so unbelievably sorry for how I’ve treated you. I misunderstood what was happening and I don’t know why I didn’t trust you or let you explain, I’m so sorry…” you felt on the brink of tears. She stood there blankly staring at you.

“Thank you,” she said. You looked up and smiled at her.

“Would you like to come inside? It’s pretty cold outside,” she added.

“You know what, why not? Just for like a whiskey or something?”

Well, you definitely had a whiskey. Maybe 2. With a bottle of red wine between you too. And some Marvin Gaye. Finally, you both realised what this night had turned into and were all for it. You sat on her lap and kissed her neck while she dimmed the lights and enjoyed your company. Gradually, it got more and more heated until you were in the bed together. From there on, it was a blur of happy memories. The next thing you remember clearly was waking up next to Florence and feeling, possibly, the happiest you had ever been.

You lay next to her, watching over until she slowly woke up.

“That was incredible. I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you more,” you replied. There was silence for a few minutes, it was heavenly. Until that sacred silence was broken by something even better.

“Marry me.” Flo said.

“What? Are you kidding me? If you’re fucking with me I swear-” your voice was high from shock.

“No I’m not kidding,” she sounded completely calm and sure of the words she was saying, “I love you more than I have ever loved anyone and I want this to last forever. Will you marry me?”

“Absolutely.”

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