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kaletalecowboy

They were products of miracles

erel-rx

Alice again, I really wanted a matching set of the girls!

Pandora hearts forever in my heart 🩵

centuryexe

yeah it's 2026. yeah i'm still thinking about pandora hearts

platykool

horrible horrible man

fogmoo

Do you feel ashamed when you hear my name?

akirapantsu

Oz・Jack・Vessalius

I made this for a Pandora Hearts zine.

𓊆ྀི2020𓊇ྀི

gilbertnightrayfanblog

I have this idea about oz (who is called lewis in the next reincarnation) remembering his past life and writing a particular book about it 😺

he was sure there's something wrong with him and those "false" memories, and through the years of therapy finally was ready to let go of the wait for the person who would save him, and care for him, and in that moment gilbert shows up

marutteii

Lacie Lacie Lacie

minariart

makingtrouble

It's my cat's birthday (anniversary of me getting him) so I told him the story of his life while petting him real good

Highlights include:

For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.

Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.

Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.

I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.

I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.

Now you've lived with me for five years. Five is like the number of toe beans on one of your feet. When I clip your nails five is when we're halfway done. But we're hopefully not even halfway done with how long we get to be together. I'm gonna have to figure out new ways to help you count.

makingtrouble

Actually I've decided this is a poem