#the flowermaker

[artificial-radiance]

The Flowermaker

i havent drawn anything related to cultist simulator/book of hours in like. at least a year. so here's flowermaker <3

[bestworstcase]

APOLLO

[sunlessea]

FINALLY. AT LONG LAST. GODS TAG DROP. FREE ME.

[diyandcrafting]

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[hellcheckers]

tier list of all the hours in cultsim based on how horny I think they are

S Tier: The Grail - Self explanatory

The-Mare-In-The-Tree and The Malachite are canonically rumored to fuck nasty in the woods despite it technically being illegal to fuck if you’re immortal

A Tier: Mother of Ants - im biased because I think she’s hot. the fact that jesus is one of her names won’t deter me from trying to hit that.

The Forge of Days - Quite literally caused a millennial calamity via killing the Sun-In-Splendor because she was afraid that they would get too horny, would put in S tier but she did kill her lover so.

The Moth - Listen having one of the ways to ascend as the carapace cross is to be a stripper and lapdance in several occult locations. The moth may not fuck be they sure as hell don’t mind that.

The Sister and Witch + The Witch and Sister - these lesbians are literally intertwined with two different versions corresponding to different aspects. Which one is the witch and which one is the sister? I don’t fucking know and neither do you. One drowned after the other and if that doesn’t scream tragic sapphic sex idk what does. also they probably sent the recipe to the sex in the beach cocktail to some random bartender as a prank good for them.

B Tier: The Flowermaker - While I don’t know much about them, I do know that those flowers a definitely drugs. Not horny enough to bone but horny enough to make Acid 100000.

The Thunderskin - Bro got flayed because The Grail and him fucked to the point that he was the sacrifice bc they just really boned that much.

The Beachcomber - While this avian hour does not have any lore behind its sexual preferences, it is said to “collect the secret liaisons of the hours and gloat”. Fucking voyeur.

C Tier: The Elegiast- He is not the kindest hour, but he does not forget. This may or may not extend to the liaisons of mortals. Best not to ask him about it.

The Colonel and The Lionsmith - Gonna be honest these two are too caught up with trying to one up each other via eternal strife to actually think about committing the crime of the sky. Shoutout to the theory/headcanon that The Colonel and The Mother of Ants are secret lovers though.

The Vagabond - Has probably fucked in her lifetime, but is definitely too salty over being banned from the Mansus to think about sex.

The Velvet - She’s too busy digging in the dirt and hiding juicy gossip and world ending secrets. Understands consent as she did say No to the Glory.

D Tier: The Sun-In-Rags - I don’t think any of the technical children of The Sun are too happy about being born via failed and lethal sex. Definitely don’t think the Sun-In-Rags is happy about visiting what’s essentially his mom when it’s the spitting but depressed image of his dad.

The Door in The Eye - I don’t think medieval LASIK is hot tbh but that might just be me. Other than the fact that Teresa is within its vicinity, there are no horny vibes here unless you count blood.

The Meniscate - Child of The Sun, see above. However, bonus points to how she’ll take in the dancer if they are too symmetrical to be sorted under heart or moth.

F Tier: The Wolf Divided - CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH. CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH. CONSUME TEAR KILL FLESH.

The Crowned Growth - EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD EAT MOLD

The Madrugad - Probably the least traumatized of The Sun’s children. Also probably has the level head to not get involved with anything that has to do with The Crime of The Sky.

[rose-icosahedron]

I am working on a project that involves the six Numa Hours (presumably the Mare-in-the-Tree, The Crowned Growth, The Witness, The Applebright, the Rising Spider, and the Chandler). I just did my reaserch on the first one, the Applebright, which took 2 hours and 2 notebook pages and through which I gained very little.

Like, she's probably her own hour? Before the release of book of hours it seemed like she might just be another version of the Flowermaker but she's definitely just his twin? or at least she probably is. She's at the same time known to sometimes become "the Witch", which makes people wonder if she is somehow a piece of the Twins, like some other aspect of them? She's noted for collecting, restoring, and consuming the remains of the player if they achieve a major grail victory in cultsim, that ending implying that some grail asenctions leave behind the body so could she be somehow connected to the hungrier of the twin's in having consumed her body? Is this nothing? is she another piece of them making them almost triplet gods? Also she's probaobly not one of the Hours of the Calyptra, which is confusing given that the text of "Applebright Euphonies" is about the third flower of the Calyptra, since that's probaobly currently the Snow (if you haven't heard about her that's cause she's just like, been leaked once and pretty much nothing else).

Also the Calyptra existed in the time of the carapace cross so who the fuck was the third god back then since it changed?

anyways the applebright is probaobly her own hour, she isn't one of the calyptra but she's assoicated with them as she presides over one of the branches of the watchman's tree. She's the god of youth, which makes sense as she might be the youngest Hour?

There are like, only three things I know for sure and its that she's got a basket and is called the Applebright and collects the body of a major grail victory, and that's pretty much it.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[beautifulsnake2162020]

Apostle Obsonate Victory (Major Grail Victory)

Can't believe I actually did it! I can now let go of my Cultist Simulator life now that I have finally achieved the Major Grail Victory.

To those who wants to do this route here are some things I'd like to share after hurdling this route (If you don't want spoilers look away now) :

1.) The main hurdle to victory is the battle with the Long. I'm not sure if there is an apostle run that won without killing the Long but in my run it was near inevitable no matter how many times I restarted the run. So don't escape your fate and focus more on battling it;

2.) You will want to build your cult and upgrade your followers as soon as possible. Especially those who are Forge, Edge, Winter, and Heart. Since this is the Grail route make sure you keep a Cyprian among the spies to the Long;

3.) At the midpoint of the game (wherien you are summoning your demon buddies) use them as spies since they have two aspects. Make sure to protect your followers because in the battle with the Long, they are your only soldiers (no demons or hirelings);

4.) Ideally before the major battle with the Long, make sure you convert your excess Reason or Passion into Health. I don't know if there's a pattern for how many Winter, Edge, or Forge disciples it takes to defeat the Long but make sure you have all of them. Only followers with disciple status can wound (and in my case eventually kill) the Long;

5.) After defeating the Long it's back to a laid back but attentive type of game in the standard run. At this point take your time to collect all you need before you do your major thing to help your past character. For Apostle Obstinate it is to collect ingredients to prepare for a major feast;

6.) Not sure if this applies to other Apostle runs but you don't need to explore all locations. Most of what you will need is in the Port Noon locations, so a large part of the later part of the run is collecting Secret Histories from the Mansus (mainly the Peacock door and the Stag door) and then fusing them together to make Port Noon Secret Histories;

7.) You cannot remove marked from your followers so make sure you've got some standby mystique (especially before the battle with the Long). If there's any follower you don't want to be marked it's the Heart followers because they are vital to your protection.

And so now that I have joined the Names serving the Red Grail and the Flowermaker is my usher to this delight I bid thee adieu.

[golvio]

If the Flowermaker has something to do with plant-based drugs, then I think the Applebright might have something to do with plant-based poisons. That one photo associated with her on the WF Catalogue is a blurred photo of a bluebell patch in spring. In addition to being associated with fairies in British culture, bluebells are also toxic if ingested.

On top of that, one of the skills in Book of Hours that’s named after her features a picture of an apple, sliced in half, filled with Worms. The capital-W ones from Nowhere, that you definitely don’t want to eat.

She’s associated with Grail, too, so maybe her domain includes the beautiful hallucinations you’d have if, say, you’d ingested a neurotoxic plant by accident, or dying from an overdose? Sometimes overdoses are intentional, whether because one pushes too far past their body’s limits in pursuit of a high, or because they actually intend to die, but Applebright feels more like accidental death from ignorance. A “stealing away.” Like someone who brushed their eyes after touching an Angel’s Trumpet because its flowers were so bright and pretty and smelled so nice, only to to see terrifying visions, feel their limbs lock up from paralysis, and drop dead from heart failure a little while after.

Her association with fairies, plus her coming from Nowhere like Mare-in-the-Tree, who’s also fond of snatching people like the fair folk, seems to suggest she’s dangerous because she likes to trick humans into eating her poisons. The illustration for the Grove of Green Immortals, which she watches over, seems to suggest that’s the case. Both these Gods-from-Nowhere are surprisingly warm, inviting, and in Applebright’s case, both figuratively and literally sunny, given what a dark and dismal place Nowhere is described as being.

[avramcybele]

The main big bad of the fanfiction I'm writing is inspired by the Biblical Jacob, specifically the moment where he latches onto an angel until he receives a blessing. Which Hour should I pick for this bozos angel? I like Beachcomber, grave robbers and their sort are familiar with him. Flowermaker might be alright, but I don't know much about him. Help?

[vesters-and-venum]

Note: English is not my first language! Watch out for wonky English!

2016 (goodness my very old art of old roleplay) -> 2024 (2 game screenshots. I may or may not draw much of them, for I have a lot in my plate. I will use a lot of screenshots. A bit sad the character creation features are limited. But I go with this one for now; which I slowly grew fond of, and how 😳 charming they looked even I got swooned 🏃🏻‍♀️💨)

Introductory

Name: Sarah Alderman (before I knew of the game or the book, she was named Sarah Rookwood. In this universe, I change to Alderman. I was flabbergasted lolol)

House: Ravenclaw

Status: Muggleborn

D.o.B: 15th February 1874/1875

Zodiac: Aquarius

Birthplace: Halifax, West Yorkshire.

Ethnicity: Half British, half Afghan (Pashtun)

Gender: Woman; gender non-conforming (Note: Historically in this time period of Western world, for sure the concept, terminology, and label of not identifying to assigned gender/more than two genders was uncommon unlike 21st century we know of today. BUT Asia world; along with Indigenous people around the world, back then was celebrated & normal for having more than just two genders. They have their own terminology, labels, third gender and more in their languages before colonization came in. Some survived to these days, but had to face the after-effect post-colonization... Although this universe is welcome to diversity in this specific game, I headcanon the Non-Magical world is as not pretty as the real world historically. //Wew I can go on and on rambling regarding queer history in both Western & non-Western world; especially the aghasted pearl-clutching Victorians; as many of you know, had a LOT of… “opinions” about anything that is different & unconventional back then. But let’s focus on present or I rambling nonstop.// For now, I added “Gender non-conforming” for my character while they’re comfortable for having the body of a woman, dress however they want, etc.)

Pronouns: She/They (Sarah is okay of both of pronouns & interchangeable)

Education

House: Ravenclaw

Year: 5 (obvious canon game, while 2016’s one is Year 7)

Wand: Laurel Wood (I dont remember this when I chose my wand in the game. I chose cedar), dragon heartstring core, and I forgot the measurement and flexibility.

Patronus: Horse

Best subject(s): Herbology & Potions

Favourite subject(s): Herbology & Charms

Least favourite subject(s): Divination & Flying

Worst subject(s): None

Notes: Sarah Alderman excelled every single subjects Outstandingly (O), except Divination and Flying are Acceptable (A). They need to improved and maintain momentum of those two subjects.

Families & Friends

Pre-Hogwarts

Abdel Rahman Khan changed to Khan Alderman after migration to UK and for marriage (father, deceased)

Natalie Alderman (mother, deceased)

Mrs. Kendrew (caregiver and a mother figure)

Bonnie

Arlo

Olivia

Hogwarts

Professor Fig (a teacher and a father figure)

Natsai Onai

Sebastian Sallow

Amit Thakkar

Everett Clopton

Samantha Dale

Ominis Gaunt

Poppy Sweeting

Imelda Reyes

Leander Prewett

Garreth Weasley

Backstory

Sarah was born in 15th February 1874/1875.

Sarah’s parents

As stated of Sarah’s status of a Muggleborn, their parents are normal human beings with mundanity of career and life.

Sarah’s father, Abdel Rahman Khan was a scholar from a decent non-Magical family. Previously lived in Khorasan (now Afghanistan) until Anglo-Afghan War turmoil happened, him and his family moved to Pakstan (now Pakistan). During adulthood, Abdel ventured to UK to find his dead brother who worked as lascar on ports to bring him home. Despite of his mourning, he slowly grew fond of the places in UK, especially after meeting a woman who helped his searching, Natalie Presley; a co-owner of flowermaking company.

After his searching finished and proper burial made at his home country, he decided to migrate to UK for working opportunities and married the love of his life. Of course at first his family were wary, but in the end they blessed their wedding. However, Natalie’s upper-class family is the opposite. Abdel changed his name to Khan Alderman not only for marriage, but also for employment & the unfortunate ever close-minded Victorian society; yet remain the name Khan as his first name to always remember his family and home country. Eventually, they eloped and settling themselves at a town in West Yorkshire called Halifax. Much to Natalie’s dismay to her bigoted family for not wanting to put Khan name onto hers, Natalie’s full name is Natalie Alderman.

Abdel was founded dead alongside his colleagues from explosion at his workplace, when Natalie was still pregnant at home. The case was classified as accident. Natalie was so devastated of his death, and wishing her child live life to the fullest. After giving birth to Sarah, she passed away. Natalie’s family ruthlessly blamed the baby and late Abdel. They decided not to do anything with Sarah, while Abdel’s family side were unable to afford to travel to UK to get the baby; what with the series of political and war turmoil still happening at their country.

Hence, her ties to these two families slowly disconnected, and never see them ever since. (weww this made me wanting to explore this part of story, if I’m not lazy). The baby Sarah Alderman was sent to a decent Crossley Orphanage. The photos of their parents are the only thing that keep Sarah remembering them.

Childhood at Orphanage

Before Sarah knew she was a witch, they defy conventions of the society they lived in. Short hair, constantly switching clothes from girls to boys and vice versa for her own mood and comfort, and educated in a free school just around the corner of the orphanage at Free School Lane. The last thing for 19th century folks (let alone Presley family) wanted to hear was Sarah is a witch. Mrs. Kendrew is a supportive caregiver and there are few children who are befriended with Sarah (Bonnie, Arlo and Olivia).

Sarah’s first time heard about Hogwarts was when she was 6, chit-chatting with other older orphans whose one of their distant relatives have witch lineage. Listening to their stories made Sarah daydreamed to have magic like in storybooks and attend Hogwarts someday. But with no knowledge of Sarah’s family tree, she is ordinary and low chance to even see the magical school.

Little did they know…

There were three signs of magic slowly emerged into Sarah:

At the age of 14, Sarah first began to hear whispers from orphanage’s community garden; from every single flowers and foliages, but ignored it. She thought the voices was just playing in their head.

Things went normal until one day, they tried to reach a fallen teacup from one of caregivers’ tray and it “floated” as Sarah raised their hand in panic; much to orphans and caregivers’ aghast. Many who witnessed the commotion in the Orphanage decided to be remain silent and not spread out to the world (especially Presley family).

Lastly, on her 15th/16th birthday, Sarah saw an eccentric-looking man with tall conical hat that they have never seen before walking past the market. The man, to his shock; saw Sarah sees him, in which Sarah was confused of his reaction; and begin to apparate off. Witches and wizards were living among non-magical world all this time with the help of Muggle-Repelling Charm. Only witches and wizards can see them through the said charm. This confirmed that Sarah is a witch.

Letter from Hogwarts

Sarah went to London with Mrs. Kendrew to run some errands. That is where the letter from Hogwarts suddenly fell down into their hands from an owl near Big Ben. Mrs. Kendrew regardless seemed very supportive of what has been transpired on Sarah’s life. The caregiver believes this is an opportunity that only appear once, and holds the quote “We only live once” dearly.

Few days later, Professor Fig came to orphanage to explain everything about Sarah’s late blooming magic, the witchery & wizarding world, Hogwarts, and everything. Sarah was in disbelieved, but in a positive way; like all of this felt like come out from storybook. Remembered her caregiver’s words, Sarah accepted the offer to study at Hogwarts, and begin their magical journey with the help of Professor Fig’s tutoring on basic spell-casting and other knowledge of Wizarding World before depart to Hogwarts. Hogwarts may be their new home, but Sarah will dearly miss the orphanage, Mrs. Kendrew, Bonnie, Arlo, Olivia, and other children.

[yungpoundcake]

Flowermaker and God is that true

i made a cultist simulator quiz during a several month long fixation. find out which Hour you are!

[sunlessea]

"do you like dandelions, mr irons?" he comes and goes like a phantom, as if he's not even real. it's startling, perhaps, even for something so old that has always existed in this city. especially something so brusque, and especially when he is a stranger. but he acts like they're old friends! as if they've met before! he walks up to it and reaches under its hood to tuck a flower into its ear, and even if it'd reached out to grab him by the neck for it, he'd be gone before it could so much as tighten its grip. his presence is inhuman, but not even something like the masters of the bazaar could know why. it isn't mr virtues, entwined with the occult. he's just another londoner, to anyone else.

he doesn't give it a chance to hurt him. like a nymph, he's fluid, and as soon as the flower is 'tween it's furred ears, he's walking ahead of it, basket of flora in hand. "you should. you've much in common. rough around the edges. and everyone hates you on pretense, too. like a weed. it isn't fair."

@londonfallen / u also get this bc i'm forcing fleur on u ... irons

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[craftyjuju]

Watch Me Work - making a Bridal Forever Flower Bouquet ♡

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[sunlessea]

he finds it quite amusing, to note the annoyance that lies 'neath the mask she wears. it almost makes him laugh, though the only indication of that is the subtle crinkle to his nose as he examines her. pretty thing, she is ... but aren't they all? the way her countenance shifts so easily is unnerving and disgustingly porcelain. he is so, so very sick of all these people who pride themselves on how well they play london's games. were he less attractive, he does not think she would give him the time of day, yet alas, his ego will not allow him a vessel anything less. what woe to play along in these predictable interactions. needless to say, he is already disappointed.

"yes. honesty. a rare occurrence in our little city of liars, but that makes the sentiment so much more special, doesn't it?"  he hums, hand curling to rest 'neath his chin as he cradles her bouquet in his opposing arm still. his eyes narrow, lips quirking as she makes a show of demurely announcing the flower's intent. he does not budge against her dishonesty, though he does chuckle, manicured nail tapping his cheek patiently.  "well, they do say flowers are the most simplistic and thus endearing of courtship gifts. but if you don't put thought into what you give someone, do your feelings really get through to them? what does a bouquet of plain white lilies mean to you? and if it does not mean enough, will it mean anything to them?"  the amusement falls from his expression, replaced by a thoughtful hum.  "how many people do you think have given this exact bouquet to this person, for example? how much thought went into all of them? were it that you should want to show more consideration for the heart you seek."  before he has even finished speaking, he has regained his smile.  "...though i suppose that depends on how familiar you are with flower language, how effective it can be. there are secret gardens hidden away in london proper, you know. well, i doubt you knew. they are secret blessings, hidden by the flowermaker, they say."  now, he offers her the bouquet back, at long last.  "i'm sure you need be on your way with your pure little bouquet."

" eheh ... i suppose so. " she's taken to twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers as a means to keep her hands busy. this is turning out to be a really inconvenient and unwelcomed detour. she still has to make it the rest of the way through the city, but it would be ruder to leave, but they hadn't bothered to respect her either, and—ugh! if she weren't otherwise occupied, she think she might pull her hair out from distress alone. their laugh is nice though, maybe the flowermaker would understand, empathize, if she took just a moment to talk... ( her actions following, then, are carefully placed : she wants to be charming. if it works, great! if it doesn't, well ... there's always another. )

truthfully, she hadn't considered a pop of color between the otherwise rather one-note display. much as she loathes to admit it—and she will not admit it, though her perfected smile seems to be straining at its edges—perhaps she had become too complacent. a creature of habit. every week, the same day, the same hour : she held such pride in bringing offerings to her beloved so dutifully. but what if they were right, what if she was being too simple? the only obvious signs of her discomfort come from how she crosses her arms over her chest, subconsciously defensive. " red lilies ... honesty, right? maybe you have a point! in truth, these, " a nod to the flowers he still held. she's simply waiting for the moment to strike and steal them back. " —are for a very special someone. i ... " she pauses, draws her gaze downward : whether her demure demeanor is played up or little more than a show is hard to say, but her heart was true. " i really want them to like me. do you think those would help? i might run a little late, if i went back for more, i don't want them to think i didn't care. "