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tmc x omori!!?!!?!!!? zoinks!!!!!!!!!! (original date: april 21, 2022)
first real post on tumblr!!! I drew Mark Heathcliff and Cesar Torres in Mesmerizer because I wanted to, and I drew it on IbisPaint on my phone so that was something but I've done it before :3
Little Cesars-
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To the Heart of It
Pairing(s): Alternate! Cesar Torres X Gender Neutral! Reader
Summary: You try and tell yourself that you didn't lose the love of your life, you just have to keep believing that... But why is the alternate letting you believe your own lie?
A/N: Down the rabbit hole I go, I guess. I wanted to explore this idea so here, I probably won't be writing for the Mandela Catalogue again tho - I won't be taking requests.
(I also again do not have a blog for this, so I'm just posting it on my main.)
Warning(s): Angst. Mentions of Suicide and Character Death. Obsessive/Possessive Behavior. Body Horror.
When you came to see Cesar, worried about his lack of correspondence, you didn't even consider the alternates as an obstacle. There would be nothing getting in the way of you seeing him. Come hell or high water.
Bursting into the nearly empty house, you called his name over and over in search. Close to sobbing at the stabbing of anxiety every second you went on without knowing of he was okay.
Cesar's voice was low when it called to you, quiet as your name came from the end of the dark hallway.
You sprinted towards him without hesitation, arms swinging ariund his body. Enough to make him stumble and grunt in surprise.
Sobbing into his neck, you whisper, "I'm so happy..."
He was motionless before he cradled you in his arms.
You knew then that he wasn't Cesar.
Not quite anyway.
His voice would distort and shake between his sweet nothings.
His form, while sharing his face, was different depending on the day.
He'd come back smelling like blood.
But he always came back, always spent his time with you. Reciprocating your affections and "sleeping" in your arms, taking the time to run out to get supplies and make sure the house was stocked.
His laugh was the same, his voice was still gentle as it spoke to you.
He cradled you in his arms like you two were the only people in the world.
He still wasn't your Cesar Torres.
Just a monster wearing his skin.
It was nice to pretend.
But one winter night, tucked in the chest of the thing you knew killed the man you loved...
"I know you're not actually him." You whisper, staring at the swirling darkness at the edges of the room.
Still sleepy, even as the being behind you twitched.
"What do you mean?"
He almost sounded... Nervous.
"I know you're an alternate... I've known this whole time, the minute I heard you speak." You were so tired "... Why did you play along? Let me pretend?"
There was silence, oppressive and heavy. Lanky arms, that were much too powerful, curled tighter around your body.
In the whole of your heart, you couldn't call him an it.
His voice was fragmented, others interspersed between his soft tones.
"I was curious."
"Knew humans do a lot for their loved ones."
"Wanted to see why he loved you so much."
"Wanted to experience what it was like to be loved."
There was an extended silence and the whispers quieted.
"Cesar's" voice came, lips pressed to your ear. His voice was quiet, "Do you still love me?"
You peer into the shadows, your eyes welling with tears. Feeling very alone at the prospect of being left, arms like a vice around you. But he's still here.
He hasn't let go.
You would not cave to dying at your own hands.
Not when you seeked out the answer.
He knew that.
You turn.
His eyes were black as the void, dark and deep.
Your fingers curled around his cheek.
"Are you going to leave if I tell you that I do?" Your voice shook, fingers sweeping through his dark hair.
He shut his eyes, seemingly enjoying the feeling. Sighing quietly, though he is not breathing anymore. As there was no need to do it for show now thst you knew.
"No." His lashes were as dark and pretty as his hair having used photos to make sure he was close as he could be. "I don't think I can anymore."
Lips still soft as he kissed you, murmuring against your mouth. "You're mine now dearest lamb... I won't let you be taken by anything else. Other humans... My own kind... No one, not even yourself."
You whimpered against his lips but it's stamped out as he kissed you deeper, pressing you into the mattress.
"You've given... me a taste of love, made me... burn for you." He said in reverence, voice stalling occasionally "... I love you the way he did."
His face twisted a bit above you, stretching the features of the man you adored into frightening proportions. Smile stretched wide across his face.
"Will you still call me Cesar, dearest?... Can you still love me knowing I am not him?"
You peer at him.
Unafraid.
Just seeing this bastardized version of him should have broken you.
Should have driven you MAD, finally ready to run instead into the arms of death to see an afterlife with the real Cesar.
In the end, you fell in love with this creature.
All because he donned your boyfriend's face.
Cesar, the real one, might curse your name until you died and went to hell. For falling for the creature that killed him and wore his skin.
But as you lived and breathed, it was still love.
Your hands wound around his neck and you kissed his grotesque features, peppering his face.
He sunk into your affections like a cat.
You only smile.
"Do you have another name? Or will just petnames suffice?"
His cold, thin fingers stroke away your tears while his face morphed back into familiar territory.
"... Keep calling me Cesar until we'll pick a new name together."
You hummed, gently drawing him back under the covers. Body curling comfortingly around you.
Protective.
Solid.
... In the end, you still get to be with the man you loved more than anything so you were happy.
And now... So was he.
Yall if anything pls dont check the comments
Psychological warfare
"Gabriel": Hey Mark!
Mark: Oh god what now?
"Gabriel": Did you know that at least one person in the world has written a story of you and Cesar having s-
Mark: SHUT THE F*CK UP!!!
(NOTE: I do not support the smut fics made of the mandela catalog fanfics, I just wanted to mock people who do.)
SWAP MARK AND CESAR BECAUSE OML I LOVED DRAWING THEM <333
"just imagine a trip to a wonderful land.. Of candy and jam. And ice cream!" BUT AHHHHH LOOK AT ALL THIS BECAUSE THIS TOOK FOREVER FOR ME TO MAKE. I made this a year ago and Im just posting it now :3
This wasn’t intentional I swear-
CESAR TORRES EDIT I MADE!!!!
Og artist is @ lownis
CESAR SALAD
A quick sketch I did ^^
Finally finished the art for the TMC x KNY au. It's only the main four victim's, but I plan on doing the rest eventually.
Here's the picture without the layer's on top.
Quick overview of each character's breathing styles (minus Cesar since he's a demon in this au):
Mark - Water Breathing (He is our Tanjiro stand-in so this is par for the course.)
Adam - Serpent Breathing (I, honest to god, had no idea what to do with him. While he is sort of the Inosuke stand-in, I wanted to diverge a bit from that, more or less. So, I didn't give him Inosuke's breathing style and gave him this one instead. It mostly had to do with the lore behind Adam's name; you know, the snake in the tree of knowledge. I thought it was clever.)
Jonah - Thunder Breathing (Naturally, I had to make him the Zenitsu of the au.)
OK, so I've been holding it off for a while (mostly because I wanted to make art for this, but due to circumstances I can't put the original pieces and I'm still working on the new one's), but I feel like you deserve some context on that Mandela Catalogue x Demon Slayer au I've had laying around so he we go.
This au follow's a lot of beats in KNY, but with Mandela character's + some oc's plastered on with a few small changes. I wrote a whole explanation on the Lore, but it's long as hell so I'll try to simplify it as much as I can:
(Quick context: Mark started living with Cesar and Mrs Torres after his mother left and his father died. She like's to help out whenever she can, feeling like she owes them. Also, don't think about the location/time period too much, I didn't really think through it.)
During a harsh winter, Mrs Torres get's sick and Cesar stay's home to take care of her, asking Mark to get some medicine after selling the coal. Not being one to refuse his friend, Mark agrees and head's down the mountain to the village of Mandela. After finishing her round's, Mark get's the medicine Cesar needed and make's her way back up the mountain.
It was getting dark and a storm was picking up. Halfway up the mountain, Mark is stopped by Noah (an oc/young father whose family live's close to the Torres')who warn's her about the storm and demon's coming out during the night. Noah insists that Mark stay the night with his family, who are just about to have dinner, and despite his initial refusal, the younger boy join's them for the night.
After that, Noah give's Mark the basic explanation that Tanjiro got about demon's and demon slayer's, you know the drill. Poor thing goes to sleep scared that night.
The next morning, Mark continues his way up the mountain with more speed than he did yesterday. He finally approaches the Torres house when the smell of blood suddenly fill's his senses. Scared, she quickly grab's a hatchet from outside and carefully make's her way to the front door. When she open's it, she see's Cesar's bloodied body pressed against his mother's, a pool of blood right under her. This, naturally, scare's the hell out of Mark and he immediately check's on the two. Mrs Torres, unfortunately, wasn't breathing, but somehow Cesar still had a pulse. Mark was relieved to know that her best friend survived and quickly slung him over her shoulder's in order to get him help.
While running down the mountain, Cesar slowly start's to come into consciousness. Mark tries to reassure his friend that they'll get help for his wounds, but the half dead boy just growl's instead of saying anything. Suddenly, Cesar freak's out causing Mark to lose his balance and the two fall off the cliff they were near. Thankfully, with a mix of snow and anime bullshit, the two survive the fall almost completely unscathed.
Mark, still a bit panicked from the fall, tries to find Cesar only to see him standing perfe tly fine. She ask's him if he's hurt when he suddenly lunges straight at her. Confused, Mark tries to reason with Cesar, but all he get's is a slew of incoherent growling.
Wouldn't ya know, Cesar had been turned into a demon!
Some emotional scene's later, the two are suddenly ambushed by a demon slayer, who is none other than Thatcher Davis, him freaking self!
Thatcher, being a demon slayer, is responsible for putting Cesar out of his misery, but Mark isn't going to let his friend die that easily, regardless of him being a demon or not. She decide's that she will become a demon slayer herself, kill whoever did this to Cesar, and cure him.
While Thatcher is impressed by her determination, he isn't just gonna let a demon go because of a probably empty promise. The two human's get in a fight that end's with the older of the two knocking the other out. Thatcher tries to get back to killing the demon, but Cesar manage's to escape in the struggle and sneak attack's the man. Then, seeing Mark unconscious, he run's right to him and just before Thatcher can pull out his blade….Cesar stand's protectively in front of his friend. This is what finally convinces Thatcher to give the kid a chance.
Mark wake's up to find Cesar unconscious and gagged right next to him. Thatcher explain's that he (Cesar) will need to stay out of the sun and must wear the mouthpiece in order to prevent him from eating any human's. He then leaves the two, but not before giving them a note to meet with the water hashira in the mountain's, who will help Mark in her training.
And that's the plot! There are other character's here, of course, but wanted to start with the first episode's plot and work my way up (I don't watch much demon slayer), so this is all you're getting. Still, I hope you like my au! I will eventually post some designs (maybe even some scene edits or whatever they're called), but that will have to wait!
Listen, I had a funny little thought:
Mandela Swap Au...but Cesar isn't fucking around.
Please do not pay attention to the anatomy (especially Mark and Cesar's 'paw's'). Don't mind the random images I placed on the wall's, it's been a long day. Hope you enjoy my catified designs (my favorite's have to be Mark and Cesar) and this silly little idea.
So, I had a fun thought....
And now....
Jun: Wow, your suit feel's really nice, Cesar!
Cesar: Thank you, Jun! Your uniform doesn't feel that bad either!
Tatsuya: *Bi Panic*
Mark: Slay, bestie.
Alt (hehe):
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Cesar Torres
Just drew him for the first time and i really like how it turned out !