Credence had been born unlucky. There was just no other way to describe it, for life seemed to have it in for him. He’d been orphaned at a young age, then taken in by an abusive woman who would take even the slightest excuse possible to hit him with his own belt. Even when he thought he finally found a friend, someone there for him, it turned out to be a lie...

 Mister Grave has seemed like an angel at first, offering his help and support, taking care of Credence when Mary Lou had hit him again. But he’d only been after the obscurus, he never really cared for the boy! And when Credence found out the truth... Oh boy there was no way to describe the emotions running through him, the betrayal, the hurt, but most off all the anger. The anger that coursed through him after mister Graves slapped him, called him a squid, said he was useless...

The anger boiled all around him, through him, sucked him in, until the obscurus burst out. The dark energy swirled around him, lashed out at everything in his path and could bring nothing but destruction and Credence loved it! He had been hurt one too many times and now he would be the one hurting people! The insanity that build up with each painful word, each hit and each degrading look passed his way took over his normally submissive self until he no longer cared what he was doing.

But where there was darkness there was also light. The two are forever interwoven in a dance that can’t be stopped, and Credence’s light came in the form of an English wizard... Newt Scamander. He talked Credence down, protected him from the aurors that wanted to kill him and took him in as an apprentice. The man was more comfortable with his creatures but that didn’t mean that he didn’t care for the boy. Slowly but surely he broke down all the walls that Credence had built, helped him control the darkness inside him and more than anything he gave the boy a purpose in life. For the first time in years the obscurial could smile again, he was happy and could see a bright future for himself.

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0YPRt6QZ4w)

Lemon Lime Meringue S’mores

S’mores are a summertime staple. Growing up I can vividly remember camping with my father and brother. We would spend our evenings fireside, long sticks in hand with a puffy marshmallow on the ends. We twirled them over the open flame until they were toasted golden brown then quickly easing those soft, warm marshmallows off their sticks in between two graham crackers. Perched on top of a square…