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amortentia archive

Hiya lovelies; below is a list I’ve fashioned of various amortentia scents that may be used for your hp character in fanfics, roleplay or aesthetics, etc. Feel free to like/reblog to index or use.

n a t u r e:

pine / pine cones

crisp (autumn, winter) air / cool air

wet grass / grass / freshly mowed grass

tree bark

lavender [or other flower] meadow

cool spring rain on pavement

hot summer rain on grass

air after a rain storm

forest

garden soil

dirt / mud

autumn leaves

campfire

split / axed / cut wood

morning dew on clovers

ocean / lake / sea water

seashells

beach after a thunderstorm

beach sand

seaweed

lilac scented summer breeze

tropical summer night

northern summer night

roses / lily of the valley / gardenia / other 

sanded wood

wet wood

a garden after rain

sap from plant stems

aloe vera flesh

sage leaf

burning cedar

snow

frost / icicles

f o o d:

chocolate

maple syrup

freshly baked vanilla/chocolate cake

cupcakes

buttercream frosting

brownies

eggnog

peanut butter

nuts [cashews, almond, walnut, etc.]

pastry dough / dough

berries [strawberry, blueberry, lingonberry, etc.]

citruses [orange, lemon, etc.]

pineapple / banana / apple / various fruit

oatmeal

baked bread

spaghetti

sauteed garlic in butter

bacon

milk

nut brittle

hot chestnuts

coffee

toast

chai / peppermint / floral tea

cinnamon

caramelized onions

vanilla

herbs [mint, basil, thyme, etc.]

coconut custard / custard

cheddar / gruyere / swiss cheese

vanilla / chocolate pudding

trifle

cookie dough

cake batter

popcorn

waffles / waffle cone

cotton candy

simple syrup

honey

cucumbers

white rice

caramel

pretzels

hot cocoa

fresh baked cookies

marshmallows

cinnamon on whipped cream

h p   r e l a t e d   f o o d s:

butterbeer

firewhisky [think fireball whisky / big red gum]

treacle tart

pumpkin pasties

pumpkin juice

treacle fudge

gillywater

mulled mead

red currant rum

chocolate frogs

cauldron cake

drooble’s gum

licorice wand

elderflower wine

nettle wine / tea

h o u s e h o l d:

old furniture

freshly washed linen

dial  / irish spring soap

cigar / cigarette smoke

bleach

cast iron pan

fresh laundry

the inside of a helmet

pillows

perfume

napkins

baby powder

new shoes

boots

soy / beeswax / wax candles

the smell of ironed clothes

broomstick

dishwasher steam

wreath / christmas garland

metal

shea / cocoa butter

toothpicks

leather

new car

cat / dog / pet

carpet

clay / play-dough

paint

s t a t i o n a r y  /  l i b r a r y:

pen / quill ink

parchment

brand new notebook paper

old / new books

paper

work desk [oak, mahogany, etc.]

sharpened pencil / pencil shavings

plastic [ruler, journal binding, clips, etc.]

crayons

marker

cardboard

manila folders

glue

binders

textbooks

tape

styrofoam

In the same vein of cave paintings having children’s handprints higher than their height suggesting them being lifted up or sitting on the shoulders of adults, there’s footprints in Australia dating to the Ice Age showing a group of adults and children walking to a body a water, and one child breaking away from the group to seemingly skip in a wavy path until rejoining the group

This is like 20 thousand years ago! And the joy and happiness of going to water made this child playfully skip along! It’s universal! Dancing their way back to their family!

In a language we will never hear, a culture we’ll never know, with thoughts and ideas we can only imagine! There are millennia of untold moments of happiness, of human connection and warmth that are gone forever. But they still happened! Did that family even notice the tracks they left? How could they have known that that one day their impossibly distant descendants would be able to see the imprints they made?

Another set of tracks in the same area shows three men hunting a giant kangaroo, running at incredible speeds, but one of them had only one foot! They jumped along on one foot, every so often an imprint from a stick appearing. How did they lose their limb? An accident? A fight? A predator? Was it completely gone or maimed? Was it from birth? Either way this person was cared for by their family and was able to heal and participate fully in life! They most likely felt grief when their family member lost the use of their limb! Who cared for them? Who gave them the stick to help them walk? What kind of joy did their family feel when they made a recovery? Did someone shape and carve the stick? They certainly worked all of their other wooden tools, something as essential that would have been too.

This was during the ice age when Australia became a brutally cold, dry desert. Their entire food system had to change. By all indications it should have been a stark and difficult life of little resources. But no! They worked together! They looked after their wounded and sick! The speed that these hunters were running at was incredible and means they were well fed and healthy! A millennia of helping one another and caring for one another and all we can get are tiny glimpses of these moments did they catch the kangaroo did they laugh and congratulate each other when they did how happy were they to bring it back to their families I just

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