Cesar Torres - Tumblr Posts
You're lookin' right at me
I'm here around the clock
I'm waitin' on your block
But please don't call the cops
They'll [CAN’T] make me stop
And I just wanna talk
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I believe my idea of what dessert au is still somewhat hazy, but here I am. Already with drawings of it.
Don't know how well it shows, but since his clothes technically are an extension of his body, shape-shifting into a whole alternate creature brings out a look of torn flesh in some places
Also, one more sketch as an extra
RUS: извините, что долго ничего не выкладывала, у меня душа болела
ENG: I'm sorry that I didn't post anything for a long time, my soul hurt
Our so far designs for our Starbright AU! Including the human versions of the alternates(weird al lucifer weird al lucifer weird al ginger lucifer-)
/prev is the real Cesar dead or is it smt else going on?, did Cesar and Adam cross paths due to some kind of alternate connection?, does Cesar have any sort of recollection of mark?, is mark some kind of ghost or corpse?, (sorry for the load of question but answer as many as you would like!)
I’ll just hit all of these out of the ball park, since they’re super easy!
- The real Cesar is both dead, and alive. The type of alternate to kill him, was a Mutation varient that ended up taking the meal from a Hunter. It basically consumes the soul and destroys it, merging with the form to become a classic impostor(though usually very fucked up looking). Because of interference, it never managed to fully destroy his soul, yet still absorbed it. How strongly the soul has influence over the alternate changes a lot.
- Cesar and Adam crossed paths at the church, when after a service the reverend found the boy staring at one of the statues of Mary. This was the first time they ever met. This was still during the time when Adam and Sarah were working together.
- Cesar does remember Mark, thanks to the memories given through the human Cesar’s soul. He recalls most details, though some memories have been lost, leaving only a lingering feeling of grief. He doesn’t remember that night well either. Just running through the woods, and Mark’s terrified face.
- Mark is an alternate! He was created by Lucifer at the request of 6/Joseph who had grown very attached to the boy and didn’t want to lose him. He is not thankful for that at all.
For mark and O’brian ⚽️
Soccer Ball- Who is someone that your OC believes in and roots for? Are they private about their admiration or do they make it well known?
Mark is very Team Sarah, understandably. He makes it his duty to protect her, and keep her life easy and fulfilling and tries his best to make sure things go her way. He keeps this private from the other Reborn, and especially keeps it away from Lucifer, though hes halfway sure he already knows. He does make it well known to others though, such as other lower alternates, or Adam and Jonah once he catches whiff of their behavior.
O’Brien roots for Cesar, all the way. He is very proud of how his Midnight Star has proven itself, and hopes to see the it become a true harbinger of the new world. He is very vocal about this, especially to Mary and Joseph, though he makes sure they keep the whole thing under wraps from Mark. He doesn’t want it interfering.
🟣 for Cesar mark and Sarah!
Purple- What is something that your OC could not live without? What keeps them grounded in the worst of times?
For Cesar, he could never live without his family. Not necessarily the one from before he became not him, though he does constantly think about his mother, and misses her very very dearly. He relies heavily now on the family he’s managed to make for himself. His friendship with Thatcher and Dave is what keeps him motivated to do things, especially when they drag him out to do activities. The BPS group he views like their his own kids, especially Adam. He cares deeply for him, and helps him when things are hard in regards to their true natures. They together keep his pieces from falling apart, and he would not be where he was if they didn’t exist, or ceased to.
For Mark, it’s a very similar case. Sarah is the last living remnant of who he was before, and is the embodiment of everything that made up his past(aside from Cesar, though he doesnt view him as anything more then his absolute enemy for a long time. Eventually they get better and he gets bumped up to a similar though definitely lower level as Sarah) despite his anger towards them in the beginning, he does eventually come around to Joseph and Mary as well, viewing them as some kind of odd aunt and uncle. Jonah he views as some what a son, or close to it. He relates to him, and does hid best to be the friend he deserves, especially after the house incident.
For Sarah, it’s Dave and Mark. She loves them both with all of her heart, and works tirelessly to be good enough for both. To Dave she owes everything, after he had given her a home, a job, and a life when her mother moved away. He raised her better then any of her real family ever had, save for Mark, who was her borderline dad when he was still alive. And she missed him every day. Her search for his killer is what keeps her grounded. It’s what gives her motive. A purpose. The reason she wakes up everyday. She wants to do him justice, and peace. She prays to The Lord every night that he’s happy wherever he is, and that he knows his sister loves him with every ounce of her being. He never responds, and Mark knows he never will.
⚪️ for Cesar and mark!
White- When was a moment in your OC's life that they felt the most vulnerable and exposed? Were they alone or surrounded?
A moment when Cesar felt the absolute most vulnerable would be when he became aware of how much of his life had been a lie. When hes finally made aware if what he is, and what he’s done, it breaks him. All his life he tried to be as good of a person as he could possibly manage, and spent so much of that time in the background grieving over his life and how it had all fallen through without him even being able to remember why, other then the fact it was most likely his fault. To have that not just proven true, but shown to be infinitely worse, it’s to much. He’s lucky enough to have his bee family around him at that point, but it takes months to fully get back to somewhat normal.
For Mark, it was when he was about to kill Jonah, and Sarah had entered to witness. Never before had he felt so open and lost then in that moment where looking into his sisters eyes he saw nothing but fear. Fear, and anger. He was doing it for her, to help her, but at that moment it felt like everything he had done for that purpose had just been ripped from under him. He couldn’t understand why she was mad. She didn’t look at him like it was him. He let Jonah go. He only had Joseph after that, left in the ruins of both of their bad decisions. For the first time they saw eye to eye
First and last image you'll see of cesar :sob:
Despite his frustration caused by worry, he's really sweet. He stayed with his friend every day through his illness.
He bares a shotgun with him, in search of Evelyn.
ESCAPE Part 6 - static au TW: staring, i believe
Mark has made his way out through the window. Blood was splattered across his room. Sarah didn't make it in time.
He ran and ran and ran , through the town and back.
Everything seemed fine until he saw her. The body of his deceased friend. The corpse of someone he cared about. He looked at it from afar. He stared at it. He contemplated.
Who did this to you?
Who did this to you, my sweet friend?
He felt devastated. But not in a grieving way. In an angry way. Someone took her from him. Someone, something. Mark couldn't take this.
He stared at Cesar from afar. But something was off. Cesar was still breathing. Mark came closer to it, lifting Cesar to his arms, hugging him. He wasn't gonna die. Cesar was fate-sealed to be infected and suffer everything.
Mark hugged Cesar tightly, seemingly crying. But was he? Was he crying? He didn't know. Someone who he cared about, even if unable to do so after being ill, was dead. Worse, infected. Mark decided to drag Cesar off with him till Mark was the one collapsing.
I'm sorry, Cesar.
A COCOON Part 7 - static au TW: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION, EMETO/GERMOPHOBIA TRIGGER
Mark dragged Cesar on his shoulders before collapsing on the cold , bloody asphalt. His breathing sounded like a struggling dog . His chest pulsed weirdly .
He laid down on his back as he let go of Cesar , extending his own arms out . Mark's body released the last throbs of the bile overbloat from his mouth , his nose , his eyes and his ears . All in generous quantities . 20 minutes passed with vomiting . He took his lasts breathes before he felt his ribs crack .
Something was coming out of him.
It burst out like a praying mantis getting out of its old , rotten exoskeleton . Although there was barely any blood .
All this time , Mark was already dead . Since the very start of his stationary state he had been already loosing blood .
Whatever the creature was it was tall , almost as tall as what Jonah was now . It had eyes that could stare into your soul and suck it right through .
It contorted in weird ways as it ate through its . . HIS. His own old body . The way he was eating it wasn't normal though . Not the way Jonah feasted upon Cesar . Not the way a mantis would attack . He almost seemed to be fusing with that old skin , incorporating it , the bones , the skin , everything .
It was all now simply inside of the new body .
He nibbled Cesar a few times in affection before leaving her or . . her deformed, barely alive carcass somewhere under a shady place .
In all of this , Cesar was aware . She was aware of everything and the agony that she knew she couldn't get over of .
He was forced to lay there as he very slowly felt his body starting to deform in various , freakish ways , her ribs going in backwards , her intestines offering as a bigger body to possibly crawl .
" What have they done to you , Cesar ? "
Hey. gore warning.
Cesar Torres, post- death
post- infection
te prettiest face just for you 😉 (/ij)
stop obeing mean to hgher
Mark: Who tf are you playing uno with
Cesar: this goofy ahh looking dude
Jonah: bro who tf are you talking to
Cesar: huh.
can i give cesar platonic hugs and kisses they need them
hihi!! can i request a cesar torres sexual and romantic term for attraction to cesar torres from mandela catalogue? :>
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CesarTorresGender: a xenogender relating/connected to Cesar Torres from The Mandela Catalogue.
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CesarTorressexual: sexual attraction primarily or entirely to Cesar Torres from The Mandela Catalogue.
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CesarTorresmantic: romantic attraction primarily or entirely to Cesar Torres from The Mandela Catalogue.
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Autumn leaves in cold hands - Part one: the phone call.
The echoes of the phone rang through the empty house breaking the silence.
*BRING*
*BRING*
*BRING*
The phone remained unanswered before footsteps came from the stairs causing them to creak under the weight of whoever was on them, the boy was wearing white socks a black t-shirt and black sweatpants as he made his way over to the shelf the red house phone had been sitting on picking it up causing the house to fall back to silence.
"Torres residence speaking, Who might this be?" the boy asked in a calm tone
"MCPD, LT.Thatcher Davis. Is this Cesar Torres?" he asked sternly causing Cesar on the other end to raise is eyebrow in suspicion slightly
"Yes, speaking. Why?"
"Please state your home address, we'll be on our way shortly."
"*REDACTED INFORMATION.*"
The call cuts causing the house to fall back into silence once more; the only sounds that can be heard are the sounds of Cesar's breathing and the ticking of the clock hung up on the wall.
*TICK*
*TICK*
*TICK*
"September 21st 1992" the calendar read, Cesar's mother was still asleep in her bed upstairs as Cesar anxiously waited on the stairs.
"3:34 AM" Cesar read the clock out loud to himself, he could hear the sound of the rain hitting off the roof of the house, it was a calming sound. He liked the rain.
The sound of a car pulling up outside the house and the car door opening and shutting rang through Cesar's ears as he stood up getting ready to answer the door
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Before he unlocked the door looking at the two police officers standing infront of him.
"Officer Ruth Weaver and LT. Thatcher Davis." one of them stated
"Hello officers, would you mind telling me what this is all about?" Cesar sounding anxious
"Your fingerprints were discovered on Mark Heathcliff's bedroom door." he started
"When's the last time you saw Mark?"
Cesar's heart dropped to his stomach hearing this, it was all starting to make sense now his eyes wide in pure terror thinking about what might have happened to Mark, he hadn't been in school for a few days and now the police were at his door to talk about him?
"About five days, why do you ask?"
The officers turned to each other speaking in a hushed whisper before turning to Cesar and speaking in a gentle softer tone than they once were.
"I'm very sorry, Cesar."
"What?! What happened to him!!"
Cesar's voice cried out desperate and looking for answers but the silence he was met with already told him everything he needed to know.
"I'll miss you, dear friend."
I NEED TO SHARE MY BOYS IVE BENE WORKING ON THIS AU I CALL IT HUNTERDELA ITS NOT GOOD AT ALL BUT I LOVE THEM AND I NEED TO SHARE MY LOVE FOR THESE SILLY GUYS TWT hi enjoy my boys