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pandoraheartsposter · 5 months
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Merry Christmas 🎁
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lana7779 · 5 months
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Secret Santa here! Merry Christmas and happy holidays @crazymecjc!!! I was so happy to see the prompts you listed! I definitely like to imagine that Break and Gil did a lot of training together during the 10 year time skip, with Break absolutely destroying Gil each and everytime! Just when Gil would think he finally got the upper hand, Break would bring him to the ground. Hahah
Hope you like it!! 😁✨️
@i-prefer-the-term-antihero
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hyriaven · 1 year
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My gift for @aokohy for the Pandora Hearts Secret Santa event! It’s been a while since I drew them, Elliot’s hair is still a struggle to draw Hope you’ll like it, have a wonderful new year!!
@i-prefer-the-term-antihero / @phmonth2022
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sanhatipal · 1 year
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@hyriaven Merry Christmas! I am your secret santa for the Pandora Hearts fandom secret santa event this year, I drew The Will of the Abyss for you. I saw that you like AUs,so maybe Alyss is a famous singer who takes after her mother,and she's come to sing at a Christmas concert? (I did consider giving her red or gold accents halfway,but stuck with my initial idea ,for a snowflakes in the snow blue-white combination)
I actually painted the ornaments with gold but it doesnt show up well in the scans,so I enhanced and slightly edited the scan digitally,and am attaching some photos too! I really hope you like it!!
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Bonus: I couldn't stop myself,I have zero self control,sorry,so here's a little video
song: The Toys' Waltz by Celtic woman,
Photos: all mine
@phmonth2022 @i-prefer-the-term-antihero
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oswaldbaskerville27 · 5 months
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It's Christmas eve
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Yay~
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echo-silver-doll · 1 year
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Live stream announcement ✨️
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Tomorrow (December 16th), I'll do my annual Christmas live on twitch, at 9pm CET time!
Let's do a cute PH & VnC themed Christmas tree all together! 🎄
I will also share a preview of the PH and VnC merch I'll start selling in January, so join if you're interested 🎁
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Here are the trees from last two years, can't wait to add one more to the list 🎄
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pyrriax · 6 months
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hey guys im back at it again with the horrible levels of s4 zam brainrot. um.
did i manage to somehow make this song about him in my head? yes! yes i did. and i cannot be normal about it.
#haunted ecosystem#genuinely when youre insane enough about your blorbos everything is about them. this is one of those cases#also i might be writing some more things. and probably watching some vods.#im writing something to post as a general christmas gift fic (as i've done for the last like. two years? in my heart at least) alongside#the two event fics i have in the works PLUS the twb flash prompt event im participating in :)#expect some more bizarre concept fics soon i think! i might also pick up some older threads that i havent touched#i think it'll be fun since my muse is definitely leaning toward writing zam. i love writing him honestly#i have a thing for distinctly pathetic and paranoid characters (see: my adoration for outsiders!apo & pandora [oc])#who knew i'd enjoy writing characters i relate to#is it weird to say that the general concept of asomatous and the stuff i want to write related to it is very near to my heart. and like#its very personal. its inspired by my experiences you see. the concept of losing sight of reality in isolation and also just#the bugs. i never had a moment with bug pinning but i did have a problem with collecting the corpses of animals i found dead#once spring rolls around im going to work on processing them and giving them proper display and love#AAANYWAYS#ohhhh my god i should finish up bedrock shards and bloody garden#those two are my og fics for this fandom. i want to complete them and share them even if they arent fully how i view the characters now#i think its interesting to share and show initial impressions and also show how i wasn't fully sure about these guys#(also i love how i didnt understand the concept and mechanics of the cleansing but its still Present because it was before s5 so like#it was either s3 or abandon canon and i was sooooo afraid of leaving canon behind in favor of exploring)#my talking in tags habit is showing again.... woops#does anybody even read these? i have no clue#if you do i am so sorry for my habit of talking about dead animals. good lord. it happens so often#i forget it isnt normal until people point it out. having to explain that *yes* i collect dead things is. fun#oh man i have some coyote skulls i really need to clean at some point. its just a pain since i need to get the cage out again and prep them#since the method that got recommended to me is actually bad for the bones (since it involves essentially cooking them which softens#the bones and makes them a lot more likely to break or splinter. so i need to leave them out or bury them and im still not sure which wil#work better. it really depends on if spring is going to be dry as hell again or not. im rambling AND off topic. woops)#Spotify
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thefunniestguy · 2 years
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I HAVENT DRAWN MY BOY IN SO LONG ,,,,, my drawing tablet freaked out before i could do a “better” background or shade/highlight anything tho <//3 
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indgem · 3 months
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Pink Opal Hearts In Bulk
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teodorawitchblade · 5 months
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『❆』 Merry Christmas!
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I also got this BEAUTIFUL ARTBOOK THAT I'VE ONLY WANTED SINCE FOREVER.
I've got the best best friend in the world💙
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priniya · 11 months
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📸 BETTER THAN REVENGE
synopsis. after a fight with sirius, regulus comes to his girlfriend sulking and she decides to have a little talk with his older brother.
notes. regulus black x malfoy!reader
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you and regulus had many more similarities than anyone could guess just by simply looking at the two of you. the most obvious included your background — ancient, pureblood families, who were nuts about purity, both in slytherin, both richer than most of the hogwarts students together, and in everyone’s eyes you were petty, stubborn and pretentious.
you two were petty and seemed pretentious, but it wasn’t all that. the two of you both had siblings, who maybe cared about you in some way, but never showed it well enough for you to be sure they cared. you were sure sirius cared, but you weren’t sure if lucius did. your brother was far from being a family guy.
both you and regulus were also painfully ambitious, and it kind of made the two of you so close as you were paired to one group in slughorn’s classes, and to secure yourself a top spot, you had to work together. and so half a year later, you were planning a trip to france, lying next to each other on the bed in his dorm.
after that one summer everything has changed, and now you two were an official couple, though not many people knew since neither of you wanted to make a big deal out of it. the amount of classes you shared had shrunken since you took different ones, but it just made your bond stronger.
it all happened on a week before both of you were supposed to return to your respective houses (though, regulus would be staying at potter’s), you were wrapping your present for barty, when your boyfriend stormed into the room. pandora, who sat there with you, claimed she would leave you two alone and left. you could easily see that something happened from the look on his face.
“reg,” you began, eyebrows furrowed at his sudden appearance. “is everything alright, love?” a soft ask left your lips as he just laid down on your bed, face buried in a pillow.
silence filled your room right after you finished your sentence. it was time for you to just sigh quietly, putting a hand on his back and scratching it gently. “you know you can talk to me, right?” your soft tone and the sensation of your nails on his back made him grunt.
“i’m not leaving for christmas.” he stated, catching you a little off guard. you were sure it was about the upcoming christmas ball that slughorn threw and since you were invited, regulus was ought to go with you. “i… got into a fight with sirius, so either we make up or i’m gonna go to my parents.” now, he was looking at you with misery and sadness flickering in his eyes.
“he thinks james is more of a brother to him than i am.” regulus adds, his head now resting on top of your laps as you play with his hair, trying to comfort him at least a little. “and he says it’s not that big of a deal, since i consider evan and barty my brothers and i’d probably say that they’re more of brothers to me than he is, but that’s not true.”
his words made your heart ache. it was clear to everyone in your friend group (including remus, who often just tagged along) to know how much regulus needed sirius’ validation, how much he needed to be reassured that he doesn’t hate him as much as regulus thought he did.
“i know we haven’t talked until he moved out, but it still hurts.” he whispered, not even looking you in the eyes. “and he doesn’t even recognize how much he means to me. he’s the only one in our entire family that matters more than everything. i got his initials and constellations tattooed and he thinks i would choose barty and evan over him?”
“you’re brother is an idiot, and i mean it.” you murmured, showering his head with kisses. if regulus was in his usual mood, he would say he just acts like an idiot, but now? he didn’t even want to defend him. “i’ll stay with you. i’d go nuts if i had to spend a minute with lucius.” you say softly, fingers running through his hair.
it took you a few more minutes to comfort him enough to leave your dorm for his evening practice, and even though you were supposed to finish packing your presents before christmas. you had to talk to one, annoying gryffindor, who was no other than sirius black.
getting into their common room was easy, lily, friend of a friend of yours, let you in after hearing your explanation, showing you how to get into sirius’ dorm that he shared with james, remus and peter. “one of you better hold me or i might kill your friend.” you let out, looking specifically remus, who looked at you with a glint of surprise.
“what did he do again?” lupin asked, his expression scolding. “what’re you doin’ here, malfoy?” peter began, but before he could elaborate, remus put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head as you looked for the perfect words.
“how can you be such an asshole, black?” you hissed, the end of your wand pointed at his throat. “one time you’re all on being the best older brother you can, but next time all i see in yourself is my brother, and believe me, that’s the furthest from a compliment.”
“i’m not done, yet.” your teeth gritted, eyes narrowed at him. “he’d never choose anyone over you, yet you’d always choose him —” you looked at james for half a second, then turned your eyes to sirius, again. “— over your own brother, who’d jump into flames just if you asked him to? unbelievable.” you sighed, putting your wand down, sliding it into your boot. “and you know what’s the worst in all that? that i wish he’d pick anyone else over you, but he won’t, because he can’t even get mad at you for not choosing him, he’s just sad.”
the atmosphere in the room is so tense, someone could cut it with knife. “you’re an idiot for making regulus feel so little about himself, and y’all are idiots for letting him.” another sight left your lips as your eyes were locked with sirius. “maybe even regulus will let you treat him like shit, but i won’t, black. i’ll make sure to haunt your dreams and turn them into nightmares, i can promise you that.” you gave him your most ironical smile. “i’m a malfoy, don’t underestimate me, cutie pie.” you sent him a wink,
“protective girlfriend, huh?” remus chuckled as you passed him, giving you a high-five. “oh you bet, lupin.” and you left, sirius almost shamless at your sudden outburst, but… it was quite impressive — though, he’d never admit it.
you haven’t seen neither of them till the next morning at breakfast, when they walked to the great hall together, talking about something until each of them got to their respective tables. “what did you do?” regulus asked, sitting on the bench beside you.
“what?” you asked with a sweet smile, nudging him lightly with your elbow. “just had a small talk with sirius, why?”
“a small talk? with the tip of your wand pressed against his throat?” you nodded at his words, sending him a fake-puzzled look. “you know i love you?” he bit back a smile, leaning closer to whisper those words right to your ear.
“oi, malfoy.” barty started, interrupting your somehow intimate moment with regulus. “theoretically, if i paid you, could you do that to me as well? that must’ve looked bloody hot.” crouch grinned, getting a light punch on the shoulder from your boyfriend.
“i would rather not touch you, crouch. i don’t know where the hell have you been.” you laughed, your head resting on regulus’ shoulder as his arm was wrapped around your waist. “don’t worry, baby. if any of them bothers you, i can fight.” you winked at him playfully.
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oswaldbaskerville27 · 5 months
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Bitty Oswald & little Lacie♡
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adharastarlight · 6 months
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Pandora: you're such a grinch
Regulus: no.
James: aw come on reggie, you are
Regulus: no, the grinch was weak. He gave into christmas. I hope his heart growing three times killed him.
James and Pandora:
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apocalypse-shuffle · 5 months
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BLACK NOIR | EARVING (the boys)
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“Pandora’s Melody” (Black Noir x Fem!Reader)
| It’s your first Christmas Benefit since working for Vought and you’re starting to chafe a little at all the rules. Least the music’s finally getting good.
| SFW, office rules, workplace discrimination(?), Vought International’s dress code policy & casual disregard of The Crown Act
| Pic Source: The Boys (s1)
| 800+ words
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“Don’t fuck this up,” Ashley had said, sweaty handkerchief that was far too drenched to mop anything else up clenched tightly inside her fist, and a closed lip smile straining her spotty red painted lips.
And for your part you’d smiled back, nodded your head like a heavily - and repeatedly - hit bobble head; eager to keep your position and even more desperate not to be seen as the unfriendly black girl lest you lose your job.
To your credit it’s not until far later in the evening when everybody’s inhabitions are totally fucked, the camera crews and reporters are gone, and even most of The Seven have left to do things far less beneath them than attending a company mixer that you loosen the hold your heart’s keeping on Ashley’s words just…a bit.
Suddenly the music gets a little less mind numbingly fucking boring too and your mood gets a little less sullen, and even with your mandatory three inch heels shackled to your feet you finally begin to feel the music. So bobbing along, and finally downing the singular glass you’d been nursing the whole evening, you find yourself searching out whoever’s creating the new and far more engaging melody.
Your heart almost stops when you realize it’s Black Noir at the piano, gloved fingers flying over the keys, quite literally the only hero still bothering to attend this thing.
When a quick glance up shows that even Mr. Edgar’s no longer in attendance - though never unseeing you’re sure - you start talking mostly out of shock. You’ve never really been this close to any of the hero’s before now.
“Good - ah - good choice,” you murmur, “Hapless is really just such a downer for a Christmas Benefit.”
Muscles tense and breath short, fingers clasped together behind your back like a vice, you wait a beat for his reaction.
When all he does is kind of glance your way though you nearly breath out a sigh right in front of him before catching yourself, and you feel so free that for a second you want to take your hair down from its “more professional” slicked back bun so you can really feel the music through you.
Instead you untuck your dress shirt to quell the urge. Fuck, your pantssuit was starting to feel increasingly more suffocating the longer you worked here. At this point you felt like you’d end up buried in the damn thing then forced to partially exist as a pantsuit wearing ghost for the rest of your forever unrest for good measure—
—annnd think positive thoughts. The music is good, you want to sway. You settle for keeping up your subtle head bop and adding a few soundless taps against your thigh to the mix.
After he doesn’t slice you in half - or some other such gruesome death dealing action - you take another few moments to identify the song Noir himself has begun playing.
It’s lovely, and as much as you want to close your eyes to visualize the song’s name a bit better in your mind you opt not to so you can continue watching the way that Noir plays.
It’s more graceful than you’d expect (but considering the way you’d seen him train that was a little foolish of you). The silent hero’s fingers move across the keys like a true virtuoso, hands gliding from note to note with hardly a thought but still exactly right. In the entire time that it takes you to place the song he doesn’t miss a single beat and doesn’t lose his tempo; not a thing about how he plays looks or even sounds off.
Normally you’d be remiss to label anything perfect, but if there were ever an exception…
…Noir’s playing was perfect.
A small smile stretches your plush lips.
Delightfully so.
“The Minute Waltz,” you say after finally placing the song, only shuffling in place a little.
Which is how in the next minute you end up seated next to him after his head had snapped to you - and honestly you’d half figured he’d stopped minding you by that point so you’d been plenty surprised to find out otherwise.
Black Noir had stared you into submission with exactly one incline of his head to convey his invitation in any clear manner until, with held breath and a prayer, you’d sat down beside him where he’d made room on the piano bench.
Then it’s touch and go as - with your heart firmly in your throat and hoping to god you don’t screw anything up - Noir takes to eventually wanting you as more than just a captive audience. He plays a few simple chords, pauses, then looks over to you until after not too long you begin copying him.
By the end of the function your heart’s settled and you can slowly, but steadily, get through the entirety of Gymnopedie No.1 - with Noir pushing the pedal of course.
He even gives you a little silent round of applause once you’ve played through it on your own.
Like that, Noir at your side and surrounded by all the drunk limp dicks you work with tripping and throwing up over themselves, is the first time you feel like a real part of Vought.
NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!
Um, I just wrote this tonight at random and with a cold so if there’s mistakes no there isn’t. Also, it’s Christmas and I figured I had a themed fic in me tonight so here you go and Happy Holidays (I guess)!
Don’t question how the Reader-Insert knows the names of these songs, it doesn’t matter.
btw: if you’d like to leave a comment I’d very much appreciate it!
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marinaiguess · 9 months
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So, I wrote and recorded this song, inspired by @starrjoy's @pandoraaucomic (which you should definitely read if you haven't already). I thought I'd share it with the world cuz why not. My mic is awful so I apologize for the quality but I hope that you enjoy nonetheless:)
Lyrics under the cut:
I wanted to fly To reach for the stars But I was always told I wasn't enough I wanted to be A hero across the seas But all I ever did Was kill my family I was trying to find This destiny of mine To be like my mom To be someone for once And now it's the time To face my mistakes The water keeps rising The past keeps haunting me I wish I hadn't listened, I wish Things were different between you and me 'Cause in my dreams I'd see your faces And I'd run to look for traces of hope They're staring at me The people I have killed This could be a dream But this time it feels real My sister and my brother The entire Christmas Island They've resurfaced in silence Leaving water trails behind them The voices and my fears They're getting too real They're closing in on me The word champion is all I hear Everyone I knew Is now taking her form She can control them all Using Pandora's Box I wish I hadn't listened, I wish Things were different between you and me 'Cause in my dreams I'd see your faces And I'd run to look for traces of hope It was over, it was hopeless When the waves took over our land History could be repeated As I see that you're back from the dead I know that I can't lose you again. I can't sacrifice anyone else Not today I'm just letting you know I'm not letting you go Wear my heart on my sleeve So that you can see through me But one thing's for sure I'll protect my little bro No matter what the cost They should all be dead Nobody had been saved The things I did that day Should not happen again And even though it hurts I will have to fight them She took them all from me I won't let her be Pandora cannot win.
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