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rlxb · 8 months
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"Please... no matter how much despair awaits them... Let what remains at the end of their stories... Be like that sunny day... Full of gentle light."
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chernychnyi · 3 months
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lilium-dragomir · 3 months
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phmonth · 2 years
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Rainsworth Trio Week starts tomorrow!!
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Lovely art by @yanderefairyangel made for Phmonth21!!
Rainsworth Trio Week (Sharon, Break and Reim), May 22nd—28th:
Day 1, Sunday May 22nd: Purple
Day 2, Monday May 23rd: Forest
Day 3, Tuesday May 24th: Sister
Day 4, Wednesday May 25th: Madness
Day 5, Thursday May 26th: Cake
Day 6, Friday May 27th: AU
Day 7, Saturday 28th: Whisper
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antihero-writings · 8 months
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If Everything Breaks
Fandom: Pandora Hearts
Summary: Break doesn't like to dance…but maybe just this once || A tale of Break as he grows accustomed to his life with the Rainsworths. My fic for the Chained Pandora Hearts Zine! Written to go alongside @paraffinegg’s art!!
For a while I’ve had some headcanons on how Break picked his new name, and I thought, what better time to write about it than my zine fic!
When Kevin opened his eyes, the light was too bright. No…not eye-s. Just the one. The other’s empty socket throbbed like mad.
As said eye adjusted, vague shapes became clearer: the bed he was on, the tables and chairs around him—(too lavish a room for him)—and finally a person.
“My name...is Alice.” 
He shot up, knocking his head against the headboard.
She laughed...an oddly bright sound.
Framed in sunlight, a woman was smiling at him.
“Where am I?” he demanded, voice hoarse.
She raised an eyebrow. “It’s rude to address a duchess’ daughter so informally, you know.”
His eye widened. This unassuming lady was a duchess’ daughter?
“I am Shelly Rainsworth. ...You showed up at our door covered in blood. ...Quite an entrance, I must say.”
The Rainsworths? He searched his brain but couldn’t find record of the name.
“And you are?”
No one had asked his name in a long time. And if he had told them, well…he would’ve had to kill them.
No one had asked his name in a long time. And if he had told them, well…he would’ve had to kill them.
“You killed so many people! What a fool you were!”
Best not pronounce his identity just yet. For her sake.
“You don’t want to tell me.” There was no question, nor distrust there. “That’s fine. But I need something to call you.”
Her smile was not wicked, nor pitying.
It had been a long time since anyone treated him like more than a monster to be feared, or a toy to plucked and prodded—his important parts ripped out; broken like all the promises of a better world—
“...keep breaking just like that…
If all the people break, and the world breaks…
and everyone and everything goes mad…
Then I can be normal...right?”
He looked away, reaching for his left eye, finding bandages and blossoming pain where sight was supposed to be. He grimaced before answering softly:
“Break. Just…Break.”
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A world bathed in golden light, music coiling in the atmosphere. With its cues feet glided, hands entwined, and dresses fluttered just above the ground like broken butterflies’ wings.
A cacophony of meaningless noise.
It’s all mad. 
Kevin stood by the stairs as if painted there.
It wasn’t that he disliked balls…okay, no, he did; balls, banquets…gatherings of any kind, really. But, this was the Rainsworth’s party, so attendance was mandatory.
Too bright lights, too loud music, gossip picking at his skull, and, well…people. It all blended together to create a painful buzzing in his head.
The crippled butterflies flew in the other direction around their cage.
“Come on, Cheshire, let’s dance!”
The dancing was the worst part. All those moves to remember, so much to get wrong...and for what? A good show? He had no talent for it, but hopping around, without stepping on anyone's toes—a trained monkey to someone else’s tune, and an uncompromising paradigm—held no appeal for him anyways.
Count the seconds. How many left?—
What do I have left to lose?
“Be it my arms, my legs…I grant you whatever your heart desires!
So please…change the past for me!”
Count the steps. Trace the sequence.
So many wasted moments in pursuits of stillborn dreams, the pattern already predetermined.
“It’s that man.” The hiss came from the side of the room.
He knew who they were talking about; whispers were his loyal familiar.
Kevin wasn’t looking, but he could feel her eyes burning holes in him, like she was trying to snuff out a cigarette.
“The one the Rainsworths took in.”
A second burning hole. His thoughts would surely catch fire.
He shut his eye, his knuckles white on the staircase railing.
“Have you seen his eyes?”
He silently refuted her statement: Nope. Just the one, Dear. The other was stolen away. Apparently they’re a precious commodity to little lunatics in the center of the universe.
“I know right? Red.”
Fingers shoved into his eye socket, pain boring through the hole left…
Screaming rending the air—was it his voice? His throat was burning—
“Fu-fu It’s beautiful.”
“They make him so creepy!”
“I still don’t understand why they took him in.”
“Don’t they know how to take out the trash?” Laughter like venom.
He leaned back, putting his hand on his forehead, trying not to let it travel to his socket.
The words wove around his inner works, pulling taut. He tried not to think of death—(theirs, or his own)—as an excuse, or escape. But too often his mind drifted to a darkened room full of coffins, and a little girl begging him to stay.
Was it his fault, then? Was all of this…inevitable?
“Break!”
The word was a crack in reality. Another, better world, reaching out to him.
If there is such a thing.
He looked up, as if at the bottom of a mineshaft, to see Shelly on the staircase above him.
The thing about being in a high position is one gains the luxury of indifference; those in power rarely care for those below them. They can afford not to.
She caught his eye and motioned for him to come up to her.
...The Rainsworths were different.
“Come quickly, there’s a man covered in blood!”
Dare he? Surely he must stay against the wall, he was plastered there after all.
This room shone gold. Yet the Rainsworths were brighter; they were a kind of light those in the room knew nothing of. So bright were they that those in the dark dare not touch them, for fear of being shown in the sun for what they really were.
She put her hands on her hips.
...He dare not disobey.
And what was becoming of him? He didn’t feel brighter since meeting them. What if it was the other way around? With each step closer he swore he could hear the pieces of his shattered heart jangling in his chest, and wondered if instead he’d leave them all bleeding on those sharp edges.
A blur went by, closely followed with—
“Dance with me, Reim!” Little Sharon came pelting after.
Reim hid behind Sheryl’s chair on the floor below, and Rufus proceeded to scold them.
Laughter like sunshine breaking after rain.
He looked at Shelly, who raised an eyebrow.
“That’s the first time I’ve seen you smile in perhaps…ever.”
He was smiling? Better wipe it off.
“So…something tells me you don’t feel like dancing.”
“I never cared for it, Shelly-sama.”
“Let’s see, you don’t care for;”—She counted on her fingers—“people talking to you, people looking at you, people…aaand dancing now.”
He rolled his eye. “I mean it. I really can’t.”
“What do you say to a lesson?” She held out her hand.
He stumbled back.
Was this some punishment? He tried to think of anything he’d done to deserve this.
“It would disgrace a lady such as yourself to be seen dancing with a servant.”
“We could use a good scandal.”
“I—” he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’d step on your toes.” He was running out of excuses.
“I don’t doubt it.”
What wasn’t she getting about this?
Shelly bounced her hand persistently.
No. He couldn’t. Shouldn’t. Wouldn’t. Dare touch her. Surely he’d infect her. Why was she bothering with him? Pestering him, like she always did. Like everyone always did. Treating him like a lost puppy, when they should just leave him in the rain to die.
The request was soft: “Please dance with me, Xerxes.”
He raised an eyebrow. “…What did you call me?”
He never spoke of his past, but he knew those whispers, ever at his heel, were indication enough of something dark in his ill-conceived adulthood.
“Well, I figured if you’re keeping a fake name, you’ll need a second. Or, in this case a first—Break sounds better as a surname, don’t you think? And I thought Xerxes was rather fitting.”
“How?” He snorted. “Isn’t it a name for ancient kings and heroes? I fail to see how I fit that.”
How could a knight wear the name of a king? How could a villain bear the name of a hero?
“That’s why I picked it.”
He backed up, his eye widening.
He didn’t understand what she was, or why she ever spoke to him. All that light was sickening...yet…
This woman saw him, not as a monster, or a toy…but as some sort of hero. How was that possible?
The name didn’t fit right. But she smiled at him, and though the light was sickening... it was oddly warm.
“Break might not like to dance, but tonight we are not Break and Shelly. I am the Queen of Hearts, and you are my Mad Hatter.”
“...Who said I was mad?”
She grinned.
“You must be, or you wouldn’t have come here.”
He could choose to turn away, leave this place, believe the whispers snaking through him. Reject the name, her kindness, her light.
He sighed, averted his eye—
Just this one. 
And took her hand.
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schleckermaul · 1 year
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THE GARDENS OF THE RAINSWORTH MANOR are peaceful and sunny, even now, appearing in the midst of grey fog. a clearing, where things are uncertain and unsettling. there's the softest noise of birdsong, accompanied by the gentle rushing of leaves in the wind, but above it all, the giggles of a small sharon chime across the scene. there is joy, here, and laughter.
   once both of zhilan's feet touch the green grass beneath, the circumstances almost disappear. it's easy to forget the mist at its borders when the gardens are so large, when the sight of warm colours and the feeling of warm sunlight on your skin is so different from what you felt just a second before.
   shelly is bent down, talking to her daughter, as she spots the newcomer. the child laughs once more when shelly gently shoos her away, to catch up with reim, who's trying to find a good spot for reading near a few trees. there's an easy suggestion made, about sharon making a flower crown for her new brother, and that's all that's needed for her to run off, giving zhilan a small bow and wave before she goes.
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   ' welcome! come closer, don't be shy. ' shelly is dressed up even now, relaxing in the gardens with her family, fit for the status of a future duchess. her dress matches her eyes, a soft cranberry pink, and her hair is braided into a ponytail, roses decorating it. folding her hands in front of her as she straightens, regards zhilan, shelly looks towards a nearby tree, offering shade.
   ' you're ... ' and there's a pause there, as she thinks. looks at zhilan, directly, pink meeting brown. it's not a challenge in any way, yet her gaze is sharp, as shelly considers, before her expression brightens into recognition. ' you're a friend of xerxes, yes? '
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caelestiacorpora · 1 year
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@kitxkatrp asked:
Xerxes is gonna wait until they're alone before wrapping his arms around Shelly's waist. "Shelly-sama, you look radiant today."
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The female found a blush working to her form then, a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips as she regarded the other. "Thank you Xerxes...~ You look handsome today as well." The female would mark without a care, the room they were sitting in vacant.
Shelly would lean over, nuzzling the male in his chest, another content sigh leaving her.
"I quite enjoy these moments with you."
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kitxkatrp · 1 year
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purple8cat · 4 months
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I THOUGHT THIS PART FROM VNC CHAPTER 62 LOOKED FAMILIAR
i mean they're not. the exact same but they are very similar to each other!!
Also this could just be me but I feel like that these two have a lot of parallels. Break's family are the Rainsworths, who are not his biological family. Johann's family is Dante and Riche, who also not his biological family.
When someone they care about dies/gets threaten their first instinct is murder. When the Sinclairs died Break killed 116 people to bring them back, and when he thought Reim had been permanently dead he killed Fang. When Vanitas had threaten to kill Dante, Johann told him that he'll kill him if he meddles with his family.
Another thing they have in common is that there both, how do I put this, angry in some way/some point in their life? Break had been bitter and depress after returning from the Abyss but then learned to smile again because of Shelly. Johann... Okay, I can't say much about Johann because not much has been revealed about him yet BUT he definitely is sketchy!! With how the Dhampirs are treated it wouldn't be far off to say he would be angry at the world/society. He also has been shown to not like Noé much. Johann has also been shown to be very protective of Dante and Riche, so it's possible that he could've been similar to how Break had acted in the past, and now has something to live for and would do ANYTHING to protect it.
Another thing I'm just now realizing and probably should've brought up first but they have similar vibes/atmospheres. Though Johann is more flirtatious and Break is more... Weird. I guess. Eccentric, if you want a fancy word. They're also have this whole... How do I explain it? They're good at observing/analyzing things is I guess the best way to explain it?
I think I'm gonna stop there, there was something else I kind of wanted to talk about but I think it was a little bit of a stench fkdjgfjdf. I could be wrong about some of these, I didn't mean to write this much so basically all of it I wrote on a whim. Whatever my brain thought of I wrote down which resulted in this (which reading over it might be noticeable considering this post is kinda a mess kgjkfjgjfj). There's also the fact that some of the Johann stuff was just speculation, which could 100% be wrong. But I do think some of it I'm right about!!
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space-diablo · 1 year
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For the fandom blorbo ask game: Pandora Hearts!
OH YEAH!!!
blorbo Xerxes Break - MY PRECIOUS💜 Jack Vessalius - *inserts long-long-scroll why Jack is awesome and why Diablo loves him*
scrunkly Here is the list of them: Ada Vessalius Elliot Nightray Oscar Vessalius Reim Lunettes Cheshire Cat
scrimblo bimblo Zai Vessalius I must make a small note... My heart is bleeding when I see how fandom hates him...'Cause this man is the most... unhappy, unfortunate character of all story who doesn't deserve neither such fate nor such hate.
glup shitto Shelly Rainsworth💖
poor little meow meow THE LIST AGAIN! Jack Vessalius Oswald Baskerville Vincent Nightray Zai Vessalius
horse plinko Gilbert Nightray. I don't like him. Never liked him. Dislike him from the very beginning. And my dislike towards him is growing more and more every time ppl suggest him to my The Men in The Hats collection. No. He doesn't have the vibe. Please stop. And I almost started to hate him after I fell into TS and ppl started to say "Why don't you love Gilbert?! He is just like Sniper!" No. He doesn't. The only similarities they have are hair color and the fact of hat existence on their heads. Please stop. Just accept that I do not like him!
eeby deeby See previous category.
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hollowedhatter · 2 years
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@universestreasures​​ filling a report:
"Big Brother Xerxes!" Sharon calls out in the halls of Rainsworth House, smiling softy with a little box adorned with flowers and a ribbon in her arms. She then stops to present it to him. Inside was a bunch of his favorite expensive candies and bags of tea, along with a handwritten note from Sharon and her grandmother.
"Happy Birthday from grandmother and I. I hope you like it."
(For Break's Birthday )
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❝ Ooooh, what’s this? ❞
Break raises his arms up, allowing gravity to pull his sleeves down so he can then take the box with his exposed hands rather than risk it slipping out of his grip due to his sleeves. He brings the box up to his ear, and with a single rocking of the contents inside his well attuned hearing spoiled most of the contents without even needing to look inside.
❝ Why thank you, my lady. I must be sure to extend my gratitude to Lady Sheryl as well for such a wonderful gift. ❞ Perhaps that had been why the Duchess had sent for him to join her later that evening for a drink and discussion among some welcome company. He’d have to admit he had forgotten what today’s date had been though. It truly was difficult to keep track of one’s own birthday when their body had stopped aging decades ago. But! A birthday was a great way to restock one’s stashes, especially in case Master Oscar decided to visit and clean Break’s closet of bottles once again. But that was neither here nor there.
After assessing the box of it’s contents Break returns his attention to Sharon, and offers her one of his more gentle expressions. One not many aside from Sharon often get to see. A simple smile that spoke volumes more than the man himself ever would.
❝ You do not need to hope, my lady. ❞
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Later that evening after a long day of well wishes and a few drinks Break had finally been able to return to his room. There Sharon’s gift was where he had left it, on the table surrounded by a sea of candy wrappers. He reached inside the box, but instead of another sweet he finds the slip of paper that had been at the bottom. From the feel of it Break knew straight away it had been a note paper from Lady Sheryl’s supply. The paper was thick, and smooth, and smelled of ink and perfume. 
Careful to not ruin the note, the Hatter runs a light finger across the surface, feeling where the pen had scratched the surface. Instantly he recognized the scrawl of the sophisticated yet rather girly handwriting and knew it to be Sharon’s. It was rather difficult to find the words hidden within the ink, so instead he closes his eye and works to decipher it from the impressions left along the surface. He did consider passing the note along to Reim and having him read it to him, but this was a letter from his ladies to him for his birthday, and he wasn’t about to share it!
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❝ ...Maybe growing old isn’t too bad after all, Lady Shelly. ❞
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redlineoffate · 7 months
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@kitxkatrp said: ⭐
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Pandora Heart muses
Oz, Echo, Glen, Vincent, Ada, Break @ Alice
Oz, Echo, Vincent, Rufus, Ada @ Break
Oz, Lacie, Oswald, Vincent @ Jack
Vincent, Ada, Oz, Echo, Break, Oswald @ Gilbert
Ada, Echo, Break, Lacie @ Oz
Oz, Vincent, Break @ Rufus
Rufus @ Sheryl
Vincent, Oz, Lacie, Oswald @ Core of the Abyss
Oz, Ada, Break, Oswald, Break @ Vincent
Oz, Lacie, Vincent @ Will of the Abyss/Alyss
Vincent, Echo @ Bernice Nightray
Break @ Shelly Rainsworth
Oz, Vincent @ Echo
Lacie, Oswald, Vincent, Echo @ Fang
Oz, Break, Ada @ Liam
Oswald, Oz @ Lacie
Vincent, Echo @ Lily
Oz, Vincent, Echo, Break @ Ada
Vincent, Break @ Cheshire Cat
Oz, Vincent, Break. Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Charlotte Baskerville
Lacie, Vincent, Echo @ Oswald
Vincent @ Miranda Barma
Oz, Break, Ada, Echo @ Sharon Rainsworth
Vincent @ Vanessa
Oz, Ada @ Zai
Break @ Kevin
Oz, Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Elliot
Vincent @ Bernard
Lacie, Oswald, Vincent @ Arthur
Vincent @ Claude Nightray, Ernest Nightray
Vincent, Break, Echo @ Doug Baskerville
Lacie, Oswald, Echo @ Levi
Oz, Ada, Vincent, Echo @ Leo
Oz, Ada @ Oscar
Bleach
Urahara @ Ulquiorra
Urahara @ Irihime
OHS
Haruhi @ Kaoru
Akatsuki no Yona
Yona, Hak, Zeno, Yoon @ Soo-Won
Shin Ah, Zeno, Ao, Yona, Hak, Yoon @ Jae-Ha
Yona, Zeno, Yoon, Shin ah, Ao @ Hak
Zeno, Shin Ah, Yona, Hak, Ao @ Kija
Ao, Yona, Zeno @ Shin Ah
Ao @ Garou
Yona, Shin Ah, Ao @ Zeno
Naruto
Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, Hinata, Karin @ Sakura
Sakura, Lee, Sasuke @ Ino
Naruto, Hinata, Sakura, Tsunade @ Himawari
Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Lee @ Hinata
Karin, Sasuke, Tsunade, Kakashi, Itachi, Toffee (OC) @ Orochimaru
Tsunade, Itachi, Sasuke @ Madara
Itachi, Sasuke @ Shisui
Sasuke, Orochimaru, Tsunade @ Itachi
Naruto, Sakura, Hinata, Karin, Orochimaru @ Sasuke
Kushina, Naruto @ Minato
Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke, Hinata, Kushina @ Menma
Kurama, Kushina, Sakura, Sasuke, Hinata @ Naruto
Naruto @ Gaara
Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke @ Sai
Rin, Team 7, Tsunade, Orochimaru @ Kakashi
Natsume Yuujinchou
Takashi, Madara, Reiko @ Tanuma
Takashi, Madara, Reiko @ Gen
FMA
Maes Hughes, Roy, Riza, Elrics, Envy @ Greed
Elrics, Roy, Riza @ Ling
Tokyo Ghoul
Sasaki, Kimi, Eto, Saiko, Nishiki, Furuta @ Hide
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xvi-lewisknight · 3 years
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kittensgifs · 2 years
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We work our way around each other. As we tremble and we As we tremble and we bleed. As we tremble and we As we tremble and we bleed.
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cyokie · 2 years
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Xerxes or Oz 👁👁
Why not both? :D
XERXES BREAK
How I feel about this character:
I love Break! Though I will say that I think I love him a little bit less than the rest of the fandom. He's a very cool character, but in my opinion, he's one of the more trope-y ones...if that makes sense. Basically, I'm saying that I've definitely seen very similar characters all over anime/manga. But as with most PandoraHearts characters, he's unusually well-written and extremely well-done overall, so all his moments are super enjoyable!
All the people I ship romantically with this character:
Hmm. I used to think about shipping in PandoraHearts more often when I was younger (I first read the manga when I wasn't even a teenager yet). I definitely shipped Reim with Break, and I still think this would be cute. Their dynamic can get very fun and almost tsundere-like at times (lol)!
I used to ship Sharon with Break too, but though I still think their dynamic is cute, I know this makes some people quite uncomfortable. I also know that their relationship was canonically intended to be more familial, and that Break was canonically in love with Sharon's mother, Shelly. So do with that what you will.
My non-romantic OTP for this character:
Honestly, Reim and Sharon could work for this question too?? They're the characters whose relationships with Break are the most meaningful to me. So yeah, I guess them again.
My unpopular opinion about this character:
I'm not sure I have any super unpopular opinions about Break. Maybe just that I don't find him as interesting as a lot of other characters in the manga? I felt I was sort of able to predict the direction Jun Mochizuki went with his character/story, whereas this wasn't the case with a lot of the others in the main cast.
One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon:
Oof, this is a tough one too...I just wish there were more scenes expanding Break's relationship with Shelly.
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OZ VESSALIUS
How I feel about this character:
LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE. MY BABY. MY BOY. Everybody who knows me is aware of this LMAO! Shut up about Oz Vessalius, they say. NO, I say.
In all seriousness, Oz is my favorite character of all time. I love PandoraHearts dearly for more reasons than I can say, but he is really part of what makes the manga for me. His character resonated so powerfully with me when I first read it and continues to do so to this day. He is such a nuanced, emotional, human character. 
I always say PandoraHearts saved my life, but more specifically, Oz saved my life. He was so painfully similar to me when I first read the manga. I was going through a very difficult period of my life. Watching him become somebody who could believe in and accept love from those around him, as well as somebody who could come to love himself, was incredibly inspiring. He became a sort of role model, if you will--though it’s more complicated than that. 
I am happy to say that today, I am more like the Oz at the end of the manga than I am like the Oz at the beginning of the manga. 
All the people I ship romantically with this character:
I’m going to be completely honest with you guys: when I was a kid, I was a passionate Oz x Gilbert shipper. I know that nowadays, people are extremely uncomfortable with this (and understandably so). Outside of this, I really wouldn’t say I ship Oz romantically with anybody, except for maybe Echo? 
I can’t fully get behind Oz and Echo as a couple for some reason, but if Oz needs to be with somebody, I think it should probably be her. The way they helped each other see themselves as human, the way they developed such an intense and intimate respect for one another...it’s very touching.
My non-romantic OTP for this character:
Oz and Gilbert, probably. Their relationship is insanely dedicated and resilient. Though they are “connected by their darkness,” as Gilbert says, they are a source of hope for one another throughout the manga. I think this is beautiful.
Oz and Alice could also count for one of these. I really don’t like Oz and Alice’s dynamic when seen through a romantic perspective, and I’m only able to truly appreciate their relationship when viewing it as platonic. I will say that due to slightly conflicting feelings about Alice’s character, I would prioritize Oz and Gilbert over her and Oz.
My unpopular opinion with this character:
I’m not sure I have one. I don’t think loving Oz is that uncommon of an opinion, lol. 
One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon:
Hmm, I don’t know about this one, either...I think Oz’s story is very nearly perfect. I guess...I wish the manga had more directly addressed the toxic aspects of Oz, Alice, and Gilbert’s relationship?
Early in the manga, the trio’s relationship manifests in rather unhealthy ways. As they grow as people and learn to cope with their pasts, their relationship gradually becomes much healthier. Though this is certainly realistic, the manga never really tackles this concept head-on, instead just showing us the trio’s relationship in a more positive light later on. 
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pandoraheartsposter · 3 years
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