#florence c

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49 and 32 for Florence!

thanks for letting me talk about my lady! <3

49.Does your character like candy? Do they get sugar rushes? What are they like when they get a rush?

I’ve never pictured Flo as being affected by sweets at all! at the most I think they just put her in a good, accomodating mood haha :”) and in terms of desserts I think she’d love red velvet cake and chocolate truffles!

32. If they could have one thing in the world, what would it be?

shaun :(

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15, 16 for florence!

aaaa thank you friend!!

15. If your OC could have any pet, what would they choose? Why?she’s definitely a dog person! dogmeat’s great, but I can definitely imagine her with a really regal dalmatian or a labrador! 

(straight up anita/perdita aesthetic from the 101 dalmatians tbh)

16. What does your OC smell like?such a good question. she probably smells like an incensy, feminine perfume: lilies, orchids, and cloves.. something smoky and sweet! but living in the wasteland, she also can’t avoid smelling a little like sand, rust, and bad dishsoap

ask me about my ocs!

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flower writing prompt 1:

PROMPT: Your Sole x R.J MacCready - Ulmus flower👍 ULMUS: royalty, strength, age

NOTE: I know I took my sweet time with this, but it became SO much more than I originally expected to write. thank you anon for the prompt!! I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST WROTE MY FIRST EVER FINISHED FIC FOR FLO AND MAC??? SKJKJlkjdsf;lsdk I hope you enjoy this self-indulgent little piece of writing I whipped up in like two hours (get ready for some mac domesticity), and if you reblog that ask meme I’ll make sure to invade ur inbox with flowers because these are ridiculously fun <3 

The one strand of white had hidden itself well among the locks of hair above his forehead. MacCready almost didn’t notice it at first. It was when he got closer to the mirror to inspect his teeth that it casually fell in front of his eyebrow, like a crack in the glass, almost proudly presenting itself to him. 

No way. Squinting, he isolated it with his fingers. The tip of it was golden brown, like it was supposed to be, but sure enough, the lower half of was a breathtakingly glossy - almost polished - silver. His eyes widened. There had been many false alarms in the past couple of years, but this time he was certain.

It was a real, genuine, gray hair.

“Holy shit!” He went racing down the hallway in his boxers, face still dripping-wet. “Flo! Holy shit!”

“Mac, honey, the kids can hear you from outside!” He nearly skidded past the kitchen door in his excitement, before getting right up to her face and pointing proudly to the drooping strand of hair.

“Look.”

She put a hand over her mouth, but he could just see her smile. “Is that..?”

When she found her first gray hair, they had only just gotten married, and Duncan was only five. Between the kids, the raiders, and the settlements, Florence hadn’t had time to think of aging ever since waking up in Vault 101. “You’re gonna have to point them out to me from now on. Before long my entire head will go too, you know,” she said to him after plucking it out, half as a joke and half as a precaution. Truth be told, MacCready couldn’t recall more than three people in his entire life who had lived long enough to have an entire head of gray hair, and it was unexpectedly difficult for him to imagine Flo becoming one of them. He could tell she hated it.

After dinner that day she sat herself down at the old, slightly banged-up vanity in their bedroom, silently combing her hair and parting it this way and that, experimenting with ways to hide the coming change. It was killing him that he wasn’t able to help with how upset she was.

“Tell you what,” he said. “Let’s do this thing right.”

She turned to him, looking amused. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re all about fairness and equality in the Wasteland - you tell me if it’s fair that you’re on your way to having a head full of gray hair, and I don’t even have a single one yet.” She started to laugh, but he stopped her, taking her hand in his with a small, sly smile. “Oh, I’m dead serious, sweetheart. You have nearly a hundred years’ head start on this age thing. No way am I gonna let you get old without me.”

“So you’re gonna - what - lawyer my hair out of changing color? You’re sweet, Mac, but it’s not..” Florence trailed off, then said, “It’s not so much having a head full of gray hair. It’s not knowing if I’ll be with you, Shaun, and Duncan long enough for that to happen that’s scaring the hell out of me. I mean - who knows if that’s even possible for us, living the way we do?”

“Well, I…” He knew telling her not to worry with him around was irresponsible - he had made that promise too many times for it to matter anymore. "You know I’m never gonna leave you if I have any say in it.”

"I know you won’t,” she gave him a sad, brittle smile. “But sometimes neither of us get a say in it, and I just can’t help worrying…" 

“Then wait for me to catch up so you don’t have to worry alone. Whatever you want to do with those gray hairs - getting rid of ‘em, or hiding, or dyeing 'em - just say the word and I’ll help you do it. I’ll get you whatever you need. Just don’t leave the starting line without me. Let me worry about that with you.”

"It’s gray! You’re old!” She yells between giggles.

“I know! I know!” he laughs. “I know, I know, I know!”

They stay like that for a while, but soon quiet down, transitioning from laughter to a more tearful kind of joy. 

She finally pulls back from the embrace to take a good, long look at him, still sniffling. “Hey, you,” she says, in a way that always makes him melt, and frowns.

“What is it?”

“Oh, nothing. I was going to say something witty about how you finally caught up, but it looks like I’m gonna have to step up my game. You’re one ahead of me now.” She’s smirking now, and softly thumbs a small thread of silver on his chin. “Really should’ve thought twice before messing with the best.”

He grins, leaning in for a kiss. They hear the sounds of Shaun and Duncan imitating laser pistols somewhere out in the fields.

“Man,” Mac says as he breaks away, gazing at Florence and quietly thanking all the choices he had made prior to that moment that led him to her. “Who knew growing old together was so much fun?”

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i got tagged by the wonderful @klc-journei​ for this cool word-association OC meme! sorry for taking approx. 200 years dear, this was really fun to do!

IC WORD ASSOCIATION. read the word then type the first word that comes to your character’s mind.

Florence Camilla Whitley

ROUGH: hands HIDE: cover FOOLISH: mistake SAD: alone HATE: fight LIGHT: dawn DARK: afraid MOTHER: love FATHER: shaun CHILD: shaun MARRIAGE: ring LOVE: maccready SOFT: bed PET: friend DREAM: hope DIVORCE: no WATER: bath LOUD: babies ANNOUNCEMENT: war POWER: brotherhood FIGHT: worry SMACK: pain WHITE: institute  SICK: care KISS: maccready HUG: trust HURT: healing HAPPY: maccready 

I’m tagging: @songofanothersummer @basementfestival @aceshepard and @commander-cullywully not sure if you guys have done this yet, but I’m suuper interested to see your answers! OvO

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YOOO! Questions for the lovely Florence : #5, 9, 10, and 19

AAA thank you so much kelsey ! this got unexpectedly long so answers are under the cut~

asks for your sole survivor!

5- Family life prior to nuclear devastation?

Her parents, George and Helena Whitley. Kinda upper-middle class people. Her mom was an editor for one of Boston’s newspapers, and her dad was a singer who had signed a record deal and gone to entertain the troops during the war.

Then there’s Nate, Nathaniel Marwood, who she knew since high school and came back after 2 years in the military to marry her, around Christmas. AND LET ME RAMBLE ABOUT THE PROPOSAL BC I THINK IT’S RLY CUTE ALRIGHT. SO he takes her to New York where they spent the whole day together, and as they’re watching the sun set over the Hudson river, she says half-jokingly “Now I’m bored. What do we do?” And he literally says. “Well, we could go home, or we could get married.” and he had the ring all prepared sdkjsd;ja;

9- Worst memory so far

Coming home after meeting Father in the Institute, honestly. In a weak moment she decided to teleport back to Sanctuary, and seeing the ruins of what could have been her life with Nate and Shaun was just too much. She didn’t come out of her room for hours.

10- Best memory so far

MacCready secretly asked the people at Starlight Drive-In, including Deacon and Codsworth, to help him fix up the projector while Florence was out doing stuff with Nick. They managed to find an intact reel of one of the best-worst B-Movies that came out the year the bombs fell. She just broke into tears when the movie came on the big screen, and was giddy all the way through as if it was her first time at the drive-in. It really convinced her that maybe everything in the wasteland is not as broken as she thought :’D

19- Opinions on the institute

Florence is very sympathetic towards synths, and had never stood behind the Institute’s ideas. Later on, she finds herself attracted to the idea of a safer, cleaner future, where everything was governed by reason. 

Whenever she felt tempted to side with them (innocent synths be damned), tbh she’d just think of Nate’s wedding ring, or the pre-war toys she occasionally finds in the wasteland - the same brands she bought for her son. So much time was stolen from them. And it didn’t help that Shaun grew up to look exactly like his dad. She could never get past that. 

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18 and 20 for Florence!

18: Does your character have any (real or fictional) famous relatives, ancestors, or descendants?

I’d like to think she’s distantly related to some Hollywood stars back in the real 1950s(and Grace Kelly is my fashion touchstone for her already soo. … *twiddles thumbs*). Her father was a singer, but he only really performed around Boston and other smaller venues on the east coast and didn’t ever sign a contract with any studios or anything. 

Wow man, this question actually makes me want to make him a legit signed singer with real records that she’d later find in the wasteland.. OKay i’m kinda sold. Thank you I’M GONNA REWORK THE BACKSTORY A BIT NOW

20: Describe any AUs you have for your character/s.

Single Parents AU with our fav Macaroni: It’s based on a pretty simple premise; Flo and Mac are in a plane together with their kids as total strangers. Flo falls asleep and Shaun starts getting fussy, like he’s about to cry. Mac doesn’t want to wake her up and desperately makes funny faces at Shaun to make him laugh. Flo wakes up later with no idea of what has happened, and the flight attendant comes around to ask Mac what he and his lovely wife would like to drink.

They later pick up each other’s luggage by mistake because I’m a sucker for some romcom tropes, and it goes on from there ~~

Other than that there’s the Kindergarten Teacher + Single Dad AU, and some random Grease AU things I’ve been meaning to draw for a LONG time

THE THING

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ahh i love these so. 2 and 7 for florence!

2: What’s your character’s aesthetic (things associated with your character)? 

tiny pistols in purses; burgundy wine lips; white camellias at weddings; small chocolatey desserts; dark stockings, floral dresses, and picnics in the summer

7: What would be an average shopping list for your character?

milk, dark chocolate, some artisan cheese bc she’s pretentious like that, tomatoes+packs of mixed salad greens, nice cuts of chicken and beef, herb butter, mushrooms, fancy spices (nutmeg, tarragon, marjoram.. and other shit normal people probably never use)

THE THING

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12, 23, and 35 for Florence!

ALRIGHT I’m 20 years late but here we go! thank you so much for asking, mercy!

12. What is their favourite food? Spaghetti puttanesca with garlic bread is an important go-to menu. And her favorite comfort food is lasagne!

23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces?

She’s got pretty good memory! I think going into Law demands that haha. I also think a part of being charming is in remembering the details -- and Florence would often impress her companions by remembering stuff from old conversations as well as their likes/dislikes.

I imagine she’s pretty good with names, but she never forgets a face :3

35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure?

Guilty: Taking really long baths with purified water (sometimes poured straight from the cans)

Unguilty pleasure(s): Singing very loudly in the shower, hoarding boxes of Abraxo Cleaner for indulgent clothes-washing purposes, and dressing up really, really nicely on Sundays for no reason at all