wizardhistory:

fig.1- old bottles of Amortentia, marketed in the late 19th-early 20th century. Note that the trademark mother-of-pearl sheen of the potion has dulled, leaving a sickly brown residue behind.

AMORTENTIA: Known as the most powerful love potion in existence, Amortentia does not, in fact, cause the drinker to fall in love. Rather, the potions causes an extremely powerful infatuation and obsession. A potion that has induced true, unadulterated love has never been discovered, and it is widely accepted that no potion or spell will ever be able to replicate this.

Amortentia gives off a different aroma to everyone who smells it, replicating the smells of which said person finds most attractive. For example, if one is fond of the smell of Pumpkin Pasties, lavender or old books, Amortentia would certainly smell like those things to them. The effects of Amortentia are nearly instantaneous and the person affected will become immediately obsessed and infatuated with the “object of their affections”. Those who are given the Amortentia potion often appear pale and sickly, and the potion must be administered frequently in order to keep up the illusion of false love. The effects of Amortentia have been compared (in the loosest of ways) to those of the Imperius Curse, in the sense that the victim has no free will and it at the total mercy of the witch or wizard who has administered it– that is, at least until the potion wears off.

It has been advised by the Ministry of Magic that no witch or wizard shall administer the Amortentia potion to another, for it is a form of cruel and unusual punishment and the facade of love will never really truly fulfil one’s real desires. 

graphic by ophelies, stock from falln-stock

Ms. P. Merryweather, 20 August, 2014

funeral-wreaths:

Arthur Rackham, illustration of Imagina by Julia Ellsworth Ford, 1914

nirvananews:

"The duty of youth is to challenge corruption." - Kurt Cobain.

The only truth that I truly know is that I am haunted by humans.

happy-blood:

"Do not hurt yourself, destroy yourself, mangle yourself to get the football captain. Be the football captain. That’s it, it’s that simple." - Courtney Love

You’ve been pretty lucky in love though, if I may say so.

wolverxne:

Misty Morning in Bagan, Myanmar | by: {  }

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak

I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks

I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap

I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

fayettish:

The Black Sea, Ivan Aivazovsky, 1881. Detail.



Hope In The Air — Laura Marling

relevelent:

no hope in the air

no hope in the water

not even for me

your last serving daughter

haezelsgus:

For in the other Kingdom, The Moors, lived every manner of strange and wonderful creature, and they needed neither King nor Queen. But trusted in one another. In a great tree on a great cliff in The Moors, lived one such spirit. You might take her for a girl, but she was not just any girl. She was a fairy. And her name was Maleficent.

THEME ©