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

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

tmc request book! ye :3

I'm no longer doing TMC stuff anymore btw(art cover is not mine, it was made by BunniesKnives on Twitter) these are stories that I made for shits and giggles, and for writing practice I guess.

Adam and Jonah get their poor souls stuck in a white background... Only to encounter the damn Anime characters who haunt the BPS.

yez....... more............

As if Sarah Heathcliff wasn't dealing with enough, Fate decides to complicate her life with visions and the presence of an archangel This fic is a sort of companion thing to Ritual Resurrection, Different characters, Same world, Same time. This is a much darker and more raw story though, So don't expect the same fluffiness that RR has.

I FINALLY DECIDED TO MAKE AN ARTBOOK, I'll post art here,either mine or other people's,CREDITS WILL BE GIVEN IF I FIND WHO MADE EACH ART PIECE

Mark is like..in his 30s and Sarah and bps is like 17-19 with Adam being the oldest HAHAH

rewrite "The stars". Were they ever so important to this story? Not that anyone can remember.

Sarah Heathcliff, the younger sister of Mark Heathcliff, who had recently committed suicide, was seeking out a way to escape the alternate infested counties. It didn't help that the population of alternates was on the rise, she was wanted by the FBI, transportation was limited, and most people were alternates in disguise, so she was alone and wanted it to stay that way. Until she found an unlikely friend, who she'd soon find to aid her in her struggles. (The original Mandela Catalogue/TMC belongs to Alex Kister)

In this story, The year is 2008 as this takes place in Mandela County with A few of My OC'S and The characters from the Mandela Catalogue.

(Not my art for any of the photos provided unless said so!!) + mini stories that can contain: horror, angst, and just happy endings !! + {there will be no NSFW, i respect the creators boundaries.} TRIGGER WARNING this story might contain: guns, violence, sui-cide, blood, religion, other weapons, and just overall tmc lore. IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED TMC BY ALEX KISTER ON YT PLEASE DO SO !!!!

𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝘼𝙐! 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 *𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙩𝙮* Update- ... very slow progress, Making ideas for next chapter

"Heavenly father, please alter this body. It's impure and sinful. I don't want it on me." ------------------- Heaven is a lie. Those stories you've heard are myths. Angels are the real demons. Hypocrites with a huge ego and wings. The demons are just toys to them. Small unneeded toys to destroy. Unless you've been 'pure' your whole life, you're going to hell in this world. Heaven is rigged. Angels are rude. And everything is the worst. It's disgusting how being an angel is a compliment for a kind person. It should be a fucking insult.

Hey guys! I really like the Mandela Catalogue and the fanbase behind it, so I made this! Here I will include artwork, headcanons, oneshots, and just anything related to this cool show! (I will NOT be posting anything 18+ or smut related. Alex Kister himself said to not sexualize his characters so that is exaclty what I'll do.)

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!

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.