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CREDENCE HAS MOVED
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A child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort.
"I got you, it's going to be okay. You're going to be okay."
Strong, unfamiliar arms were holding him up, and Credence knew without them he'd have dissolved into a mess on the ground. He didn't know where the darkness had brought him, only that he'd stumbled about for a time until he'd run into- someone. Someone who'd caught him, and stopped him from falling. Someone whose voice was low and soothing and genuine in a way he didn't understand, and who was so incredibly warm that Credence's skin felt like it was being seared just by being close- or perhaps he was just that cold.
A tiny whimper escaped him as he leaned into the arms holding him up, expecting to be cast aside, but soaking up the warmth while he could, so that maybe he could remember the feeling in his bones later when he was alone again.
Post-Grindelwald Percival Graves. requested by anon
The woman behind him noticed Graves’s legs.
She wants in.
The second gif is after a round of hide and seek lol. And he's talking about how winning isn't that fun because you hear everybody who's been found out there laughing and you're just in a closet like: *insert second gif*
and here I thought he was imitating a lady from an old cartoon or movie who was afraid of a mouse or smth
but now I want to know why they’re playing hide and seek.
Merry Christmas! to the lovely @percysgraves
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+ bonus:
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Christmas/Winter Starters! || accepting
🍪 Our muses bake and decorate Christmas cookies!
It was almost surreal. The previous winter, Credence had been preparing to know that all around him, families were settling down together to sing joyful songs and eat lovingly prepared meals together while he would be shivering in the cold, praying for a passerby to take just one flyer. If he was lucky.
But now... just a single year later, he was warm and safe, and there wasn’t a part of him that hurt except maybe his rear end from where he’d fallen trying to help put up decorations.
And he was trying to focus on making the frosting on the delightful smelling cookies perfect, knowing they’d be for family(Ginny’s family, though they all tried very hard to remind him that he was one of them now), while she pulled another tray from the oven- with magic.
“Do these look alright?” he asked, once he was sure each one was frosted to perfection- if Ginny gave the all-clear, then it would be on to sprinkles, next.
🏠
Send 🏠 to find out my muse has no family to go home to for the holidays || accepting
Head bowed, Credence shuffled back a step, shoulders shaking.
“I-it was... destroyed. M-ma... Ma’ ‘n Chastity they- they died-” I killed them. I destroyed it. “I-I’m sorry, I sh-should go...” He took another half step back. It was wrong of him to want to run to Lily the way he did. Even if witchcraft wasn’t a sin- Murder certainly was, and he had done that more than once. He shouldn’t taint her with his presence, he hadn’t even meant to run into her.
But now that he had, it was hard not to want to stay.
I got a haircut!!
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Credence Barebone Aesthetic 2/??
Credence Barebone Aesthetic 1/??
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Ok ok someone’s going to be pissed off about this but I’m gonna say it anyway.
Can the world have some realistic portrayal of queer relationships?
And I don’t just mean the fact that the only vaguely canonical queer ships in this fandom are super unhealthy, I mean straight up can we, as fans, start writing realistically, just sometimes?
I know we all want a world where find out you’re Pan or Trans or Gay or Bi or literally any form of queer is as simple as going ‘oh- I never realised’ but we don’t live in that world, and the characters we’re so excitedly shipping together don’t live in that world either, since that world is based off this one.
I dunno, it really bothers me- supposedly on twitter or something JKR said that ‘wizards are more accepting of homosexuality etc’, but that??? Doesn’t make any sense, logically. We’re shown again and again that wizards live in a world that we consider completely back-asswards, I mean these idiots still write with quills and on parchment(which is plain wasteful tbh), they still use torches and lanterns(do they even have gas lighting??? Probably not!). It’s shown rather subtly and repeatedly to us that Wizards don’t really have a concept of mental health, which is something that has been a part of humanity for literally the entirety of its existence, so why on earth would they be more open to queerness? The idea that JKR thinks her fans are just going to go along with the idea that purebloods especially(who, being essentially ‘nobility class’ and very focused on continuing family lines) would be more okay if their daughter wanted to marry another girl and never bear a child than others is completely preposterous to me.
So I get that it’s supposedly ‘canon’(if you can call JKR’s twitter posts canon), but fandoms have collectively said “I refuse to believe that, it’s unrealistic” before, and here’s the primary reason I believe this particular ‘canon’ should be refused by us, as fans:
It’s fucking lazy.
Saying ‘oh yeah, wizards are totally great with sexuality’ is lazy, because now if JKR ever bothers to throw some actual, healthy queer representation our way, she doesn’t have to bother thinking about the sort of struggles queer folks go through. She doesn’t have to put one iota of thought into the fact that yes, a lot of us struggle with out identities, a lot of us are hurt because of who we are. Because magically, everyone is fine with it!
Because of this concept, we are literally never going to get a wholly realistic queer character if she ever does bother to give us the representation. Any character she decides to drop on our upturned faces is going to feel flat, because they won’t actually represent us- they’ll represent the ideal of us. They will not represent our hurts, our suffering, they will be a happy little paper bag with ‘queer’ written on the outside, and nothing in it.
And I can’t believe that so many fans, so many writers just go along with that.
With Fantastic Beasts in particular, I’ve seen the particularly gross habit of only including the struggles of a character with their sexuality when it’s convenient to add extra angst to a plot that is literally ‘how much can I hurt this character’(nothing against folk who enjoy that genre, but only including struggles with queerness in that? messed up, yo).
In any other fic I’ve found that addresses sexuality at all, it’s just ‘So-and-so finds out they’re gay! So-and-so helps!’ and it’s just generic shippy fluff that has nothing to do??? With actually coming to terms with the fact that half the world hates what you are and I just.
Look, I’m not saying that everything with a queer character in it has to deal with queer rights or anything, but seriously- people in the nineteen-twenties aren’t just gonna be hunky-dory with being queer! It was considered awful and if my memory serves it was actually still illegal at that point in the muggle world??
Like. It’s really nice to read about characters who get to just accept who they are, but there just needs to be a balance, I think.
I realise this has been a little all over the place, but thanks to anyone who bothered to read this, its’ been bothering me for a while and I finally had to put it down in text.
As much as I do agree with this (because I really, really do) I do feel like it has to be said that there’s the important factor of who writes the relationship.
A straight person writing a queer relationship constantly like this is just not done. Sorry not sorry, it’s just like that. They don’t get the struggles that come with queer relationships, and it’s just lazy to pretend they’re not there because it’s easier.
But when I look at my own writing, I also often portray queer characters like this. And that’s not laziness or carelessness. It’s comfort.
I -and I doubt I’m the only one- haven’t come to terms with my sexuality yet. Not to the point that I can write about the struggles that come with it without feeling like I’m overdoing it and annoying everyone else with those struggles. Not to the point that I can write about them without feeling uncomfortable.
And I’ve found that by writing about queer characters being comfortable with who they are, it makes me more confident. Because if they can do that, why not me? And I don’t think I’m the only one.
Don’t get me wrong please, I really do agree with all that you said, but I do think this is something that needs to be taken into account.
Well that’s sort of what I meant by saying not everything has to be about this, it’s definitely cathartic and soothing to write about characters who’re already just okay with who they are, and like. Obviously queer people who’ve already accepted themselves existed in every time period, and like. I’m definitely not saying it isn’t ok to write that.
I’m more trying to make the point that how fandom reacts and writes does affect how authors and creatures portray queerness. When we just accept and eat up the lazy straight author’s ideal ‘everything is fine’ portrayal that it encourages the laziness. Like if there isn’t at least some dialogue in fandom then they seem more likely to think it’s okay.
And I also think it’s very easy to tell when someone’s writing a queer person who’s accepted themselves verses someone who’s ignoring queer struggles to get their ~inclusiveness bonus~ or because it’s just ~hawt~, and I was more trying to address the latter than the former, because there’s so much of it.
Part of me wants to ramble more on the differences between lazy writing of queer characters versus the writing of queer characters that are comfortable with who they are(there’s so many subtleties and nuances ugh) but also I doubt you wanna hear all that and I don’t have the brain power to write another mini-essay. XD
So bottom line I’m definitely not saying YOU HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT THIS I’m just saying it’s not cool to be lazy & it’s not cool to let authors get away with being lazy either.
Only because everyone’s doing it, here’s mah face. Photos are from that Yule Ball thing I went to that was an epic crash-and-burn on Friday. I need a haircut Very Badly.
"Hey fella. Are you a library book? Cause I totally want to check you out."
Its Sinday!! || Sindays only(but not really)
"Uh- no. I’m sorry. I think... there’s a library a few roads over, though...” He’d never been inside, but he’d walked by, a few times, while distributing flyers.
She gently takes his hand from her waist and shifts it up to the swell of her breast, holding his eyes with hers. "This is okay," she tells him.
Its Sinday!! || Sindays only(but not really)
His face flushes as he tries to focus on her face, on anything but his hand resting on her breast, or how soft and warm it feels under his fingers, even through the fabric of her dress. It had been sinful enough touching her at all, he’d tainted enough touching an angel at all.
He feels his heart pounding, and he takes a stuttering breath. “I-it can’t be- it’s- it’s a sin for me to touch a woman like this.” But heaven does he want to do it more- he wants to lean in closer, be allowed to touch like this while he buries his face in her hair and- oh, oh he cannot go on thinking these thoughts, especially not when her delicate hands are still holding his wrist, holding his hand in place on her chest.