#Obscurial

[nioumin-draw]

For @illisius and her wonderful Severitus fanfiction : Obscured

With a Slytherin Obscurial Harry

I suggest you her fanfiction if you like hurt/ comfort !

The fanfic is on AO3 ,Still wip but updating each Friday 👀!!

I missed traditional drawing and makers

[demaparbat-hp]

Hermione wasn't sure of what to believe in anymore. She had been told stories of the black mist and its hunger. Legends of children who treated their magic like a parasite, until it became one. Tales of violence, darkness and death... But none of them looked like this.

No story was of a boy who couldn't talk, couldn't be touched. No legend was about broken childs with broken bones. No story talked about an old letter carried in shaking fingers.

Hermione needed to help him, before the Obscurus inside of Harry could take away what little soul he had left.

[seaskate]

What makes me angry with Dumbledore (part of it anyways, there's a lot of reasons to be mad at him) is that he saw first hand with his sister and nephew both what happens when a magical person feels the need to repress their magic. He knew, and he still ran the risk of Harry becoming an obscurial.

He wasn't ignorant, he knew that Harry would be unhappy with the Dursleys. Random Hufflepuffs in second year knew that Harry hated his muggle family, so he must have too. He knew about the cupboard under the stairs.

He knew all of this and yet he sent Harry there and kept sending him back.

[liquidluckandstuff]

Adding lore in hindsight can be damning. Just look at Dumbledore.

This man had a sister who was an obsucrial and a nephew. His ex love interest knew they were powerful and went after one to fuck with Dumbledore.

So here you have this canonical GENIUS of a man who has a "love above all else" mentality, and you're telling me he doesn't know about obscurials enough to say "hey maybe putting this boy with people who hate magic is a bad idea."

See, because with all that stuff added afterwards, this genius man with family members who have suffered this offlicition, would have most CERTAINLY learned all he could about obscurials.

Because why would he want that to happen again? He's already had so much heartbreak over what damage they can do to the people he loves and being used as a pawn in a WAR.

So then sure, he might not have wanted Harry to know he was a wizard or who he was so it didn't make him a brat. But his relatives could have just said "hey you're a wizard" and left the rest a secret.

But then it leaves room for a far more upsetting truth, which was that Dumbledore knew what would happen otherwise. If Harry knew he was a wizard and with his muggles HATING magic, Dumbledore 100% knew what would have happened.

He knew what those muggles were going to do, and took steps to assure Harry wouldn't become an obsucrial.

Now its fucked up, and taking the stance "He HAD to put him there because it was the only safe place to keep him away from dark wizards" maybe Dumbledore didn't want to see Harry suffering being an obscurial on top of everything else.

It was a very fucked up, maybe, small act of kindness. Because either 1. Harry would have died from the obscurial before he got to hogwarts thus causing some MAJOR problems in the wizarding world.

2. Harry would have lived a little longer to learn what was wrong with him and this poor boy would have suffered so much more.

3. Harry would have lived a little longer, wanted revenge, and then you have an obscurial teaming up with a dark lord all over again

4. some forth other thing i haven't thought of yet.

Anyways, Dumbledore 100% knew what would have happened if Harry knew about his magic from all the back lore that was added. It changed his character and it makes his character less "just morally gray".

[myths0f01d]

Would anyone be interested in reading a fic where Harry Potter is an obscurial?

Respectably some tags would be dark Harry, slytherin Harry. So forth.

Also would be drarry.

There would be wolfstar and Regulus living.

And obviously Dumbledore bashing.

And maybe Snape adopting Harry.

[llaelle]

Credence

My beloved obscurial boy 🔥💔 I've never drawn him before. Sooooo who am I after this?! 🤦🏻

[morpheus-girl]

On Sallow Wings

Universe: Hogwarts Legacy

Pairing: Aged Up! Sabastian x f!reader, Ominis Gaunt x f!reader (Plutonic).

Word Count: 1.46k.

Synopsis: Having returned for their sixth year at Hogwarts; Ominis and Sebastian might have bitten off more than they can chew with the sudden arrival of a face that is both familiar... and a stranger.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of abuse (physical & mental), Pure-Blood prejudice, blood, Unprocessed trauma, Aged up characters.

Notes: My intent with this one was that it was going to be my first series... I don't know. Let me know what you guys think. Would you like to see more of this, or..?

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.. drip...

drip...

drip...

.. she was wet.

A warmth, fiery almost, trickling slowly over the gentle curve of her forehead, it continued further. Following the sharp lines of her cheekbone as it continued down in its trajectory. Marring her skin, though it was nothing when compared to the pain of past heartaches.

Lips parting ever slightly from one another, a light sting shot through them. The rush of air drawn over the open cut was nothing new, however. No. In fact, it was a familiar sensation. And despite herself, in some sick, twisted way, it brought her the tiniest bit of comfort. Amongst all of the chaos; it had been the constant. Normal. Truthfully, it was all she knew. And now-..?

Arms trembling as they rose from her sides, Y/n let her glacial gaze fall. Resting upon her hands. Her porcelain complexion stained a deep crimson as blood - hers, or other; she wasn't sure - continued to trail over her palms. Dripping from the very tips of her fingers only to then create tiny pools around her.

.. For the love of Merlin... what had she done..?

The question had barely left the dazed mist that was her mind before she was lifting her head. Her arctic hues lingering on the scene lain before her.

Smoke billowed. Rising from the manor, and as it did, furniture from the second floor toppled towards the ground. Though, whatever sound it may have made upon impact was lost on her. The ringing in her ears was deafening. The remnants of the blast still echoing through her very core. Rubble was scattered about the ground from the gaping hole left in the side of the manor, crushing below it the beautiful gardens that she'd once spent many of her days escaping into. Now though... it simply wasn't possible. Not after what she'd-...

".. Y/n..!"

Panic struck her heart like lightning.

.. N-No... if they found her-...

"Y/n..! Where the bloody hell are you..!"

The words had barely finished leaving her older brother's lips before she was on the move. Turning tail in a flash; Y/n took off. Her bloodied palms gripping desperately to the tattered remains of her dress, the souls of her feet thundered over the earth beneath her as she carried herself as far from her family's estate as she could.

There was no turning back... not now...

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A few weeks or so later...

Fingers gliding once more over the braille imprinted onto the parchment, the frown already etched over Ominis' features deepened. His brows knitting together slightly alerting his best friend to the fact that, whatever the situation, it didn't seem to be getting any better.

".. Another letter from your family..?" Despite the concern in his voice, Sebastian did, however, attempt to keep the mood light. Taking a gentle jab at his friend by way of elbowing his ribs before, distractedly, turning back to his plate, "Someone's getting popular. This is what..? The fifth one in just a few weeks..?"

".. Regretfully."

".. Care to share with the class..?" He didn't need to look at his best friend to know that he was wallowing. Something had been eating at Ominis now for the better part of two weeks, and while he knew that he shouldn't pry; that the blond boy would tell him, eventually, what it was that was bugging him. Sometimes, a little nudge in the right direction didn't hurt.

".. No."

"Ominis..."

A heavy sigh falling through his lips, it was another moment of hesitancy before Ominis spoke. His voice soft... tinged with worry, ".. there was an incident... and not all are yet accounted for..."

An incident..?

Curiosity piqued, a small bout of worry for his friend settling in his stomach at the new information provided, Sebastian turned his gaze towards the boy. Staring, perhaps a few moments longer than he'd meant to, he finally managed to once again find his voice, "Ominis... I'm sorry. I didn't know... Is there anything I coul-..."

"Oh, ha ha. Very funny."

The dulcet tones of the familiar Irish accent catching the attention of the two boys, both turned their heads towards the girl in question. Their eyes lingering upon Imelda Reyes, despite only one being able to actually see, as she seemed intent on kicking up a stink about... who knew what this time.

"Whoever's castin' charms on my plate, you best quit it now. I'm not in the mood."

"Uhh... Imelda..?" Movement having caught the corner of his eyes, Sebastian turned back to his own dinner. Pushing himself back slightly in his seat as he watched the dish slowly begin to rise up, causing food to topple onto the polished wooden surface of the table as it began to tilt. And with a quick glance about the Great Hall, it was made more than clear that they weren't the only victims in this little prank, ".. don't think you're alone with this one..."

All around the hall, objects were being lifted into the air. Plates... goblets... silverware. It seemed nothing was safe as food was spilt about them. Splattering messily about the ground, the house tables and, much to Sebastian's utter delight and amusement, even the faculty table didn't seem immune to whatever shenanigans were being had at the school's expense. Though at the sound of the large double doors opening at the end of the hall; all heads turned sharply. The sound of wood slamming against stone resonating through the expansive room, and for reasons beyond reasonable explanation, Sebastian found a shiver running down the length of his spine.

"What..? Sebastian- what is it..?"

Just one of the many who had gotten to their feet while circumstances continued to play out, Ominis didn't need the ability to see as he reached out. The letter received from his family now lain long forgotten as he gripped firmly onto his best friend's arm.

".. It's... a girl..." Surprise overtaking his features, Sebastian could do little more than stare at the young woman causing such a stir. However, even as he did, she seemed to search the room. Almost frantically so.

".. O-Ominis..?"

One word. That was all it took.

Despite how softly it had been spoken, the word echoed about the hall, and before it had time to settle, all eyes had turned towards the Slytherin table. And in turn, toward the Gaunt boy who suddenly felt his heart gripped in a vice.

No... it couldn't be...

All rational escaping him at this point, Sebastian had barely a moment to react before his best friend tore off around the table. Wand gripped tightly in his hand, tip pulsing a fiery red helping to keep him on course as he rushed the young lady calling out for him. The desperation in her voice was almost too much for him to bear. And as he reached her, he found his hands taking purchase upon her hips. Helping to keep her steady as he ignored the sound of his wand clattering upon the stone by his feet.

".. I'm here. I-It's going to be alright..."

Her own hands rising, Y/n gripped desperately to the front of his robes. Her sparkling blues searching the familiar clouds that were now right in front of her, ".. I-... I didn't-... help me..."

Whatever drive she had keeping her going the past couple of weeks finally subsiding, the girls body went slump in his arms. And only having been a few moments behind his friend, Sebastian's arms automatically shot to the girls body. Helping, as gently as he could, to lower her to the floor with his friend. Though as his lips parted, intent on questioning the strange scene, they quickly shut. His attention briefly distracted by the resonating clanging of the dishware crashing down around them, accompanied by the shouts and screams of their fellow students. Majority of whom had ducked or taken cover so as not to be caught in the unexpected showering of gold.

Pausing, wanting to be sure nothing more was going to happen, Sebastian turned his full attention back to Ominis, "Okay... want to tell me what in Merlin's beard that was..?"

Ominis' head was shaking. Quickly. Though not out of rejection towards his friends questions, but rather in sheer disbelief, "It-... It's not possible... she's a squib... she's not supposed to have magic..."

Sebastian managed to catch himself before scoffing. Clearly... there had been some major misunderstanding. Because you didn't have to be blind in order to see that, very obviously, this girl did not a squib make.

".. No shit. Who in Merlin's name is she, though..?"

Ominis' voice was soft as he responded. His head lifting until, eerily, he was able to look his best friend in the eyes. And once more, Sebastian felt a chill run through his spine.

".. she's my sister... Y/n Gaunt..."

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Owl Post (Tag List): @rosabellatonks

[dragoneyes618]

An Obscurial is a child who repressed his or her magic out of fear or persecution. The magic ends up poisoning the child from the inside; most Obscurials are dead by the age of ten.

Ariana Dumbledore was an Obscurial, due to being attacked and traumatized by three Muggle boys at the age of six. She refused to use her magic, and “it turned inward and drove her mad.”

 Albus Dumbledore noted that Obscurials could be cured by replacing their feelings of alienation with belonging. Credence Barebone, living with Mary Lou until his midtwenties - shockingly old for an Obscurial - never had that.

But what about Ariana? Ariana lived the rest of her life with her mother and her brothers who loved her and cared about her, in a wizarding house where nobody would have been shunned for using magic. Her attack was only a onetime incident, and there were years afterward for her to slowly heal. Did her feelings of alienation, of persecution, of fear and abnormality truly last all that time?

Maybe she was healing. Ariana lived to fourteen, after all, despite most Obscurials dying by ten. Maybe, given more time, her magic would have healed.

But then Gellert Grindelwald came over, and Aberforth confronted him and Albus, and Ariana came down the stairs to intervene in the following magical battle.

[lolathestoryteller]

I imagine Ariana was incredibly brave, but due to her early childhood trauma, never really got to prove this to herself. Instead, her magic turned against her in her refusal to ever use it again.

Or; The tragically overlooked story of a very underrated character.

Obscurial; is the person whose body is a host for the obscurus.

Obscurus; an unstable, uncontrollable dark force that bursts out and attacks, and then vanishes.

The obscurus is created as a manifestation of a young witch or wizard’s repressed energy (magic).

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

Elisabeth Finch telling Prof. McGonagall & Prof. Snape she’s not a witch:

Prof. Snape & Prof. McGonagall realizing she’s an obscurial:

[waterfallsilverberrywrites]

A character manipulation featuring Ollie Black, a Death Eater, and a central original character in my latest Harry Potter fanfiction work, "Veiled by Secrets," reveals close familial ties to Bellatrix and Sirius Lestrange. For those curious about my story, you can access the links below, cross-posted to both AO3 and FF.Net. This fanfiction is a work in progress, currently comprising approximately about 24-25 chapters, with 16 chapters already available for reading.

[nioumin-draw]

Obscured chapter 19 of @illisius

“Let go, Harry.”

Harry’s green eyes darted, gasping, locking on Snape’s. Somehow, he knew exactly what the man meant, but he shook his head, terrified. He couldn’t— he wasn’t supposed to— he couldn’t let go of the Otherness, of the Obscurus. The whole world was afraid of him, afraid of the monster that an Obscurial could become, and he was afraid of it too. He couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hurt Snape, that he wouldn’t be caught in the crossfire, that he wouldn’t kill him, but it didn’t matter. Not to Snape.

Because Harry still had a chance to live.

And Snape was willing to risk everything, to take it.

He held the boy’s gaze, full of tears, “Let go, Harry — let go!”

New sketch based on a part of the chapter 19 of @illisius amazing fanfic Obscured on AO3 .....I choose this scene because it really touched me in the heart ❤️🥺

[whatsupwithjinx]

oh stop lying already, it's obviously a collection of rogue obscurials /j

Revealing the Hidden Patterns of Birds in Motion

Dennis Hlynsky, a film and animation professor at the Rhode Island School of Design, creates videos at the intersection of art and science. Hlynsky transforms ordinary footage of birds and insects into ethereal illustrations by digitally tracing the paths they travel. 

Hlynsky’s work is typically featured in galleries, where the video is projected on large screens with recorded sound. To see more videos from Hlynsky, please visit his Vimeo channel. 

GIFs by ARCHatlas Text + video via

[bruderdeslichtsblackmetal]

OBSCURIAL sign with MEMENTO MORI, prepare second album

http://bruderdeslichts.com/obscurial-sign-with-memento-mori-prepare-second-album/

[geoxstxrs]

lloyd and sora this, lloyd and sora that… but listen. what about. lloyd and… obscuria duo- *gets hit by tomatoes*

[leajoyrambles]

Writing ideas or something, pt. 2/?

DPxHP: Obscurials are a kind of Halfa.

The "lore" behind this is basically that a halfa is any ghost killed by ectoplasm (rather than something caused by portals). For Danny, that was electrified ectoplasm; for obscurials, magic is a stand-in for ectoplasm (or a form of it). They're a naturally unstable kind of ghost because their magic never stops killing them - like if a ghost was allergic to ectoplasm. You can't be allergic to yourself.

The story would have a "pay it forward" theme; newly-turned halfa Danny is helped by an obscurial, which introduces him to others who don't fit the dead/alive binary. This can pan out to him having a better idea of helping Dani (due to prior knowledge of destabilization in ghosts) and then Dani meeting obscurials in her travels and doing what she can to help them.

This could also pan out into a Ghost King ordeal and him going "there are a lot of things I could do with this kind of power, but let's start with helping the ghosts who have an actually time-sensitive problem."