#autumnflower

[floreanfortescuetruther]

New idea!

I wasn’t very happy with the “Flower” part of Autumnflower representing Florean… and I bet someone else thought of that too. So!

The first thing that came to my mind just now was “Autumncolours”, colours as in painting and yeah allat, but I realised that both those words are for August, so it doesn’t work.

Does anyone have suggestions? My tumblr is so dry today oml

@batsybaz @ravenwordss @dandelionflowery

@mae-occasionally-reads and gang

[slitherpuffinstories]

Intro post!

Hiya! 👋

To begin with, my main account is @yourlocalbadgerscales, so there’s that! And this account won’t be very active, but here’s where I will be posting all my fic ideas and microfics from now on!

Ships I will write fics about:

• Drarry (YESSS)

• Jegulus (My beloved)

• Wolfstar (If I feel like it)

• Rosekiller (Maybe, why not)

• Autumnflower (A new ship I and fellow nerds have made, if you’re a HP and a Marauders fan, go check out @floreanfortescuetruther for more <3)

I will 99,99% of the time keep my writing within the Marauders and the Harry Potter fandom, but maybe some Carulia (Carmen x Julia), from Carmen Sandiego? Or Rayamaari from Raya and the Last Dragon? No, I don’t think so, just thought I’d mention it.

Characters I will write about are Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Regulus Black, James Potter, Florean Fortescue, August Ollivander (OC, again, go check out @floreanfortescuetruther!), Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. to name a few!

As I already mentioned, I won’t be posting much on here, but I still have rules!

• DNI if you’re a hater or discriminate people in any circumstances.

• DNI if you’re a terf, Zionist, queerphobe, racist, pedophile, zoophile or anything like that!

• 18+ audience is very welcome, but keep in mind that I’m a minor and if you’re weird at all, I’ll block you. Please reach out and write to me or send asks though, or prompts or whatever, as long as you’re not being a pedophile or whatever!

• There will be NO SMUT with detailed descriptions of body parts or what’s going on, yk? The eventual smut will be MINOR!

• Please follow my main if you like this blog! • FUCK JKR

That’s all for now, might edit though 😊 Can’t wait to see who likes my works!

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

A screenshot of a microfic I might just wanna post on my sideblog <//3

[batsybaz]

Day at Diagon Part 1

@earlyautumnflowermicrofics @ravenwordss Beginning of Sixth Year, features August as a Squib.

“‘Advanced Potion Making by Libacius Borange’: that’ll be near the stairs in the ‘B’ section, right?” Florean looks up from the lengthy scroll he’s reading aloud -positively ginormous if you ask him, the Hogwarts shopping list seems to grow every year- to peer triumphantly at his boyfriend.

August meets his gaze with raised eyebrows, perfectly framing multi-coloured eyes that sparkle with humour as he shakes his head. “Wrong again, Flo. We have NEWTs this year, remember? There’s a specific section up the back for those textbooks.”

Florean whines. “Remind me why I’m doing NEWTs again?”

His sulking elicits a low giggle from August, who rolls his eyes at his boyfriend’s dramatics. His own trolley is piled with teetering stacks of NEWT editions, likely covering every subject Florean can possibly name.

“Because all renowned magical ice cream connoisseurs excelled at potions which means it’s an important subject for your future endeavours. Besides, you love potions.”

“But I hate studying!” Florean whirls around, searching Flourish & Blotts until he spots the required section and heads towards it.

Once he’s located and snatched up his advanced edition, he looks around for August, who has clearly gotten distracted along the way and now seems to be whispering earnestly to a low-hanging chandelier.

He simply glows in magical shops, comes to life in such a way that someone who didn’t know better would say magic was infused in his very bones. It was, Florean would argue, just not in the way most close-minded wizards could even begin to understand.

Even now there are a couple of patrons snickering in his direction, moreso parents than any fellow Hogwarts students. Luckily August is usually too caught up with other things to notice, preventing the looks from having any effect and giving Florean the chance to glare at the perpetrators without his boyfriend scolding him about ‘fighting useless battles’.

August concludes his conversation with the chandelier, nodding vehemently in agreement and whispering farewell as he hurries to catch up with Florean.

He seems to float inexplicably across the floor, robes fluttering behind him as if commanded by a levitating charm. Florean knows its not just his infatuation with his boyfriend either; young witches and wizards with no concept of prejudice look up at him in awe as he glides by.

Luckily, waiting in line and purchasing their book brings no extra trouble and soon the two boys find themselves stumbling out onto the bustling street. Every inch of cobblestone is packed with people, from first-years bubbling with unbridled enthusiasm to overwhelmed seniors hurrying to fulfil their surely overwhelming list of supplies.

The atmosphere in Diagon Alley is identical to the years before: eager shop owners promoting their wares with charmed megaphones, parents yelling in vain for children to stay close as they inevitably get swallowed up by the crowds, delighted shouts as eager friends find themselves reunited, and a gaggle of frazzled seventeen year olds practising their newly permitted public magic with alarmingly varied results.

Florean ducks as a stray Giggling Firework hisses past his ear and explodes against the wall in a shower of sparks and disembodied laughter.

Luckily their next destination is only sixty metres down the street, and the pair bravely dive into the sea of pointy elbows and rustling robes. Only a few steps on Florean halts at the shopfront of Sugarplum’s Sweets, enticed by the sugary scent wafting from its displays as his eyes eagerly peruse the colourful array of sweets.

Licorice Wands, Sugar Quills, Fizzing Whi- wait, Fizzing Whizzbees! Florean freezes before breaking into an excited grin. Who wouldn’t want to taste that on an ice cream cone?

“August!” He runs to catch up to his boyfriend, who has wandered a few shops onwards and is lingering in front of an ornately decorated window.

Ollivander’s.

Florean’s excitement is doused instantly as he slows to a tentative walk, reaching August’s side just in time to see Ollivander look up from where he’s helping a young boy choose what is likely his very first wand.

When his gaze lands on August Ollivander’s glowing smile fades in an instant, sparkling eyes freezing over to level his son with a piercing stare filled with icy disappointment. Florean hears a sharp intake of air next to him, followed by a shuddering exhale as August resolutely holds his father’s gaze.

“August.” It’s said quietly now, barely a whisper as Florean rests a gentle hand on his shoulder and pulls him away into the crowd. “Come on.” He guides August out of the hustle and into one of the many alleyways, where he folds the lightly trembling boy into a tight hug.

When he pulls away August’s eyes are sparkling with unshed tears, reflecting from the pale silver of his left eye that’s identical but so different to the icy gaze from before.

“You okay?”

August nods, scrubbing at his face in a quick motion. “Yeah. Just unexpected, you know?” He hurriedly continues at Florean’s worried frown. “I’ll be fine. I just need something to get my mind off it, I think.”

“Of course.” Florean thinks for a moment. “Fancy a visit to Gambol & Japes?”

August’s face lights up immediately at the mention of the famous joke shop. “Always.”

“One more hug first!” The alleyway is filled with delighted giggles as Florean quickly pulls his lovely boyfriend into his chest.

[purple-phesh-and-cheps]

florean and august headcanons bc why not

currently brainrotting abt them (not even as a ship just as characters lol) so here you go ig

florean:

his father (a muggle) lived most of his life in italy, working class background, immigrated to england in the 50s and opened a shop (maybe gelato im not sure). met his wife (a witch) in london, they got together and had their first child, alice. the whole magic thing was quite a lot to handle at first (when alice started showing signs of it, and the mother had to explain everything) but the father loved his wife and wanted to have a family so he accepted it eventually. ~a year later they had florean.

he always wanted to open an gelateria because he liked making people happy, especially children. it was his dream to own a shop in diagon alley

i imagine his personality as sort of a mixture between james, remus, and frank tbh (although i would really like to establish him as an independent character instead of just comparing him to others)

he loves his sister alice very much, she looks out for him, and although she might tease him a bit she also loves him <3

he loves life at hogwarts, and he loves routines !!! he hates unpredictability in his life, prefers to have a familiar schedule that he can stick to. he finds change extremely stressful and can sometimes appear to have mood swings because of this

august:

august grew up on a farm in the lake district (northern england). both his parents were magical, although neither were pure bloods. his bloodline has witches and wizards in it, going back many generations, but also muggles as well. he doesn't have any siblings.

after his mother died, when he was ~8, they moved off the farm (which they gave to his aunt and uncle) to london. ollivander started up his wandmaking business, and they lived together in a flat above the shop in diagon alley. he looks back very fondly on the time he spent in the country growing up, he loves to be in nature, and is comfortable in solitude. he's very much a wild spirit (sort of reminding me of anne of green gables)

every summer holidays he spends time on the farm with his aunt and uncle.

i imagine his personality as sort of a mixture between lily, regulus, and ANNE OF GREEN GABLES (although - again - i would really like to establish him as an independent character instead of just comparing him to others)

he does love his father, although he can get on his nerves a little because it's just the two of them living together, and he's very sporadic and sometimes reclusive.

he loves living at hogwarts, and spends a lot of his free time outside, walking on the grounds or even venturing to the edges of the forbidden forest. the scottish countryside sort of reminds him of the moors where he grew up.

tagging the truther (@floreanfortescuetruther)

[earlyautumnflowermicrofics]

Welcome to this blog!

I hope you’ll have a wonderful time here! This is a safe space for people of colour, for every religion, for the whole LGBTQIA+ community (yes, also for you who are intersex, therians, people who use neopronouns etc. You shall not be forgotten!) etc.

This is a place to read fanfiction and enjoy yourself! While you’re here, drink some water (it’s what Florean and August would have wanted if they knew you <3), and follow my other sideblog @floreanfortescuetruther, where this whole journey begun!

With love, Ella xx

[fatenanwar]

Autumn Flower a Floral Design by Faten Anwar

[lizlizbethbeth]

Cosmos #photo #flower #fall #autumnflower ##autumn https://www.instagram.com/p/CkTIr_FpZl-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Friday 9 December 2022

This white cultivar of the South African bulb Nerine bowdenii 'Alba' (Bowden lily) was recently flowering in my friend’s garden on Orkney. The plant is a summer-dormant perennial that is autumn-flowering followed by the growth of long, strappy foliage in autumn once the temperature drops.

Jill Raggett

[floreanfortescuetruther]

Here’s a link to a picrew! I would like if each and every one of you who’s invested in the Florean Fortescue and August Ollivander thing to make your own picrew looking like how you picture August/Mystery Boyfriend! And if you feel like it, do one looking like Florean as well! Many of us hc Florean as Italian, and a few hc August as blond, taller than Florean and with a tooth gap, but yk what? It’s up to YOU to decide how you picture them <3

No pressure to do this, but please do if you want to!

[slitherpuffinstories]

Drarry AU microfic, feat. Florean Fortescue x August Ollivander ~ Ice-cream

Florean had noticed it very quickly.

“Hey, Auggie. August! That boy over there, sitting with Harry, has he always been there?”

His boyfriend August approached him, grinning while rolling his eyes. His pierced eyebrow was relaxed, which meant that he was in a good mood. That didn’t stop him from being an arse, though.

“Of bloody course he hasn’t always been there, Florie.”

“Oh, you know what I meant!”

“No, he certainly hasn’t, now that you mention.” August came closer and took a look out the little window to the ice-cream bar. He put a hand on Florean’s shoulder and looked excited as he turned around to smile at him. “They’re sitting really close, don’t you think?”

“That boy looks like you, August!” Florian chuckled. “The blond hair, the eyes… although you only have one.”

August did, in fact, have two eyes. But only one eye that was blue. He blinked slowly at the sun, like a cat, and peeked out again. Only his brown eye was visible to Florean from this angle.

“You’re right. He does look a little like me! Only sixteen, and Harry already has good taste in men!”

Florean scoffed, nudging his boyfriend’s shoulder. “We have ice-cream to sell.”

“We have no customers except those two lovebirds anyway!”

Florean rolled his eyes and leaned onto August’s shoulder, closing his eyes.

“If I’m right and that is the Malfoy boy that Harry has been talking about, he surely has a lot more in common with me than just looks”, said August softly.

“Florean! Get over here! Harry just dropped his ice-cream!”

“Did he catch it in time?” Florean rushed over to the window, looking worried.

“Yeah, but that’s not the point, get over here now!”

“I am here!”

“Look, then!”

Harry, the boy Florean had grown to treasure the most after his boyfriend, had just straightened his back and leaned against the bench he was sitting on, holding the cup of ice-cream in his palm. Florean let out a sigh of relief, but he quickly breathed in again as Harry turned to face the blond boy, Draco, and smiled at him. Lo and behold, the other boy smiled back. Just a quick smile, then he turned his face down.

Florean was reached by a distant “Are you… laughing, Malfoy?”, and he saw the blond boy shake his head a few times, still laughing.

It was a drastic change to what Florean had witnessed a few weeks ago, when a grumpy blond boy he’d never seen but heard a lot about sat down in front of Harry at his favourite table, slamming his hand next to Harry’s open schoolbook.

“Am I imagining this, or does that look exactly like when you and I became friends years and years ago?”, Florian teased, and August’s head snapped up.

“I did not blush like that. Ever.”

“Well, my memory must be playing tricks on me then.”

Harry and Draco were blissfully unaware that anyone was watching them. So they kept meeting up at the ice-cream bar, day after day.

“Oh Merlin, this is the best one yet!”

Draco rolled his eyes. “It’s an ice-cream, Potter. Why so excited?”

“This flavour is the best. I don’t even know what I took, I just snatched something from the van. I love the colour!”

Draco watched him in silence as he kept talking.

“… here, do you want to taste it?” Harry held up a spoonful of his ice-cream to Draco’s face. Draco wrinkled his nose.

“That’s your spoon, Harry. I’m not exchanging germs with you.”

“Suit yourself. You’ll have to offer me your own spoon, then.”

“Well then my germs will still be in your ice-cream.”

“Don’t be such a wuss”, Harry said dramatically, snatching Draco’s spoon from his own cup of vanilla ice-cream. “It’s some sort of fruit. I don’t know which one. Go on”, ha said as he took a scoop and held up the spoon again. “Taste it! I swear it’s worth it!”

Draco leaned back a bit. “I’ll take the spoon myself, thanks. You don’t need to feed me.”

Harry grimaced. “You’re so grumpy today. You’re no fun.” Then he tilted his head, and his grin widened. He reached forward, still holding the spoon full of colourful ice-cream in his hand. Draco stared, not sure what to do.

Harry glanced down at the spoon and up again, scooting across the bench to be even closer to Draco than before. Draco still didn’t move, just kept his eyes locked on Harry’s own. When Harry’s hand with the spoon were close enough for Draco to reach out and eat the ice-cream, he suddenly reached out and steered it aside. Harry’s eyes widened.

They were both quiet, so quiet, and Harry was just about to ask what was going on when Draco suddenly snatched the spoon from his grip and put one hand behind his head to hold Harry still as he shoved ice-cream into his face.

“Draco!” Harry spluttered, letting out a shocked laugh. “What was that for?”

“Because you’re a git!” Draco seemed delighted by the sight of Harry’s nose and cheek covered in ice-cream. He laughed until he barely could breathe anymore. Harry laughed too, and scooped up more ice-cream.

“I’m going to make you do it if it’s the last thing I ever do! Got me?”

Draco raised a perfectly arched eyebrow at him, staying still and completely silent again as Harry came even closer and nudged the corner of his lips with the spoon. Then he moved again, lifted two pale, slender fingers and moved the spoon aside. Harry sighed, but the sigh got caught in his throat when Draco whispered:

“Aren’t you going to stop me?”

Harry blinked at him, and swallowed.

“I’d rather just let you. See where it leads to.”

“See where it leads to, huh?” Draco suddenly seemed to lose his composure, his eyes flickering as he took hold of the spoon and put it aside. He held his head low as he reached for a napkin, lifted his head again, only slightly, to dry off the ice-cream from Harry’s face. Harry let him.

When he was done, he dropped the napkin and looked back into Harry’s eyes. They were still very, very close.

“Hey”, Harry mumbled. “I’m nervous too.”

Draco didn’t know what to respond to that. All he could do was cup Harry’s check in his hand, and lean forward.

Harry’s lips grazed his, and Draco stiffened and closed his eyes, his heart almost beating out of his chest. He couldn’t manage to do anything more at the moment. Harry had closed his eyes, Draco felt his eyelashes on his cheek, and he smiled.

And then…

“Shit”, Harry cursed before pulling away. “Draco, they-“

Draco’s head snapped towards the little van that was the ice-cream bar, and he groaned and hid his face in his hands.

“Has he been watching the whole time?”

“I think so”, Harry said, his voice strained. “Oh, and his boyfriend too.”

As if the happy smile on Florean Fortescue’s face wasn’t enough, another head appeared behind him. A blond guy Harry knew very well. Harry groaned and turned to face Draco, letting him hide his face in the crook of his neck.

“Embarrassing”, Draco hissed.

“At least they’re not even close to being homophobes”, Harry chuckled, his face hot.

“But still embarrassing”, Draco choked out.

“Okay, er”, Harry said quickly, standing up. “Let’s just go. Like. Right now.”

“Right.” Draco stood up too, sliding his hand into Harry’s and turning around to grimace at the two men in the van. The two were smiling even wider now, and Florean looked excited as ever.

Harry and Draco started running, but when they were out of sight from the van, Harry couldn’t wait anymore. He tugged at Draco’s waist and pulled him back again, trapping his lips in a kiss, a real one this time. And Draco kissed him back, letting himself relax against the arm Harry had wrapped around his lower back.

They couldn’t contain themselves for long. Harry started laughing first, Draco shortly after. They soon collapsed against each other, and Harry leaned his chin against Draco’s shoulder and whispered: “I’m sorry it turned out like that.”

“It was perfect, you git. Don’t apologise.” Draco paused for a moment, pulling away to look at the other boy. He smiled warmly. “That ice-cream must have tasted pretty nice. I doubt your lips taste of…” He leaned in and whispered in Harry’s ear. “… naturally.”

Harry blinked. “So that’s what it was, then.”

Draco had to kiss him again because of that stupid look on his face.

“I knew it!” Florean placed a kiss on August’s lips. “I knew that there was something between those two!”

“I think we embarrassed them. Did we embarrass them?”

“Only a little. It’s fine!” Florean grinned widely.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

My thoughts while making this post:

First I just did a bunch of random stuff for myself that I know I’ll NEVER use again (🥲), but then when I was making this post for my Regulus Black roleplay blog, I realised that I could as well make this about the Marauders since I make everything else in my life about the Marauders anyways 😼

So I looked at the pictures I’d made and picked out about 3/4 of them that I could make about the Marauders somehow. Here are the pictures that made the cut!

Yes, I’m a Swiftie so of course I hc almost ALL of them as Swifties too. It makes sense to me, okay? But brat is an album I feel like is SO MARAUDERS CODED, who tf can even disagree with that??

The most Remus Lupin coded lyric ever.

Lily Evans is SUCH a Sour girlie!!!

Regulus Black, the drama queen.

Superache reference 👀 (THE black brothers album, Regulus likes it the most while Sirius would choose Found Heaven any day of the week)

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Here are a few pictures I have no idea why I made but I couldn’t associate with Marauders and gang:

[calmingram]

https://www.instagram.com/calmin.gram/

[purple-phesh-and-cheps]

@floreanfortescuetruther @yourlocalbadgerscales ok i made moodboards for florean and august (im addicted lol)

[juicyroots]