Alternatecesar Stories

》"no matter how bad our conditions were, she was there to welcome us into this family"《 》"mh...sorry, but my lord told me to. No hard feelings of course♡."《 ‐------‐--‐---------‐---‐-------------‐----‐---------- the reader will go by she/her, so sorry if you identify by anything else, feel free to read it or not. I'll say more informations in the introduction chapther. The Mandela Catalogue's characters belong to Alex Kister y/n belongs to you Idea and some drawings belong to Viola_Dark(a.k.a Me) Other videos and photos belong to their respetfull creators. Started: 15/5/2023 Ended: ???

𝙰 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 ♥

All Mandela Catalogue, this is the second part to the first one! (Shitpost art cover by me anyway) Requests are now officially OPEN, but because I have left the fandom (only mildly invested and interested in it) my writings will not be that frequent and I still have 25 REQUESTS TO CATCH UP 😭 But I still release requests and answer questions (I just don't write requests anymore) about Mandela Catalogue, just more slower than before! But for the meanwhile, until this last sentence is deleted, please do not send any more requests until I find the motivation to sit down one weekend and finish all 25 requests in one sitting. Thank you for your understanding!

(Shitpost artcover by me) All Mandela Catalogue. The requests are now CLOSED, but the second part for this book is now OUT!!

Born into a world of darkness, where light is merely an abstract concept, the ceaseless cacophony of city life makes your existence even more challenging. Each shrill siren and bustling footstep assaults your acute, sensitive hearing, which, while a gift, often feels more like a burden. With the unwavering support of your loving parents, you embark on a new journey, relocating to the serene Mandela County, Wisconsin. Here, the clamor of city life fades into a hushed whisper, a stark contrast to the overwhelming noise you once endured. Yet, in its stillness, you find a faint whisper of loneliness that sometimes feels oppressive. The tales of the residents in this quaint county paint a picture of warmth and community, creating an inviting atmosphere that seems perfect for your dreams of becoming a music maker. Still, you perceive an undercurrent of unease among some locals, their wary glances hinting at unspoken fears. But your passion for music thrums in your chest, urging you forward despite the doubts that flicker like shadows in your mind. Yet, the greatest challenge lies ahead; without the gift of sight, the perils lurking in your new surroundings remain unseen. The quiet may hold secrets, some pleasant, but others may pose threats that only sharp ears cannot discern.

(The Cover art is not mine)This is a separate book for my mandela catalog fanart and head cannons, and mandela Related stuff. 🕴👍