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moonlightsmasquerade · 9 months

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Doesn't feel so good to trust your intuition now does it Davis?

#idk take this movie poster thingy #the mandela catalogue spoilers #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue spoilers #tmc #tmc spoilers #thatcher davis #my art

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henriiiii-1001old · 1 year

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i need. i need to write this out. its short canon-based fic that's like. basically spoilers but i neeeeeeeEEEEEEEEd to write this

fic/technical spoilers under the cut

He couldn’t believe it. His slumped figure, the uncanny features of what used to be his face, his screams… Adam Murray, one of the most wanted criminals by the FBI to date, was one of them?

Thatcher, body laying on his side on the carpeted floor of the suspect’s bedroom, stared in utter shock and horror at the criminal’s screaming state, his eyes and mouth misshaped to the point he couldn’t be recognized as who he was before. He had witnessed someone’s humanity being stripped away from them. Just like his had in previous years.

Thatcher put down the camera and slid himself to a nearby wall to recover properly. His hands reached for the popcorn texture and pushed himself up, all while trying to think of some way he could calm the boy, or, if needed, neutralize the threat. He didn’t seem like a threat, however. The voice beckoning to this place had certainly not wanted to lure him for the sake of getting killed. Whoever called him here wanted him to witness someone else’s pain, to test him in his willingness to actually help others. And he gladly took that challenge.

“Murray, kid,” Thatcher tried to speak, his voice raspy from having woken up only a mere thirty minutes ago. “I… What the hell’s going on?”

“JUST LET ME DIIIiIiiEeEEE!!!!!!!!!” he screamed, the pain clear as day through his voice. He tried moving his slacked arms, sluggishly grabbing his jaw and hair in his separate hands, pulling on both of them simultaneously. He even began whispering and mumbling for the Lieutenant to “just kill him,” pleading for the sweet release of the pain he had been enduring.

Thatcher swallowed his fears and began approaching the alternate, hands hovering over the gun he had brought for protection. As much as he knew he couldn’t kill those things, it was a good distraction in case things had to get violent. He’d survived one before, what’s another?

He inched his way toward Adam, the suspect trying to crumple himself into a ball as a way to mitigate his suffering. All the while, he was still screaming at the top of his lungs. His footsteps were quiet so as to not alarm the suffering boy in front of him. His limbs had been stretched out to an impossible length as well as being skinny enough that he’d die right there and then if he were truly human. At this point, Thatcher was sure that everything he thought about Adam was a complete lie.

There was one thing on his mind as he stepped ever closer: does Sarah know? Does his ex know? Does anyone else know?

Once Thatcher had felt he had been able to get close enough, he bent down to Adam’s level, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to him. Slowly but surely, he had placed a soft hand against the disfigured kid’s knee. Adam tried lifting his head but decided he didn’t want to due to how much it would hurt for someone else to see him like this. Thatcher knew it too.

Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around the crying mess, ignoring how liquid the skin felt, how flexible it was now. It became goo in his hands as he tried gripping onto Adam for dear life, not wanting to let him go until he’d calmed himself down. Adam began to shift around a bit before uncurling himself, albeit in a very strained manner. Thatcher noticed this attempt and slightly backed away, still keeping his hands attached to Adam in an attempt of comfort.

“Why… aren’t you running…?” Adam asked, the soft whisper of his voice almost not reaching the officer’s ears. “Did… why? Why are you here?”

“That doesn’t matter right now. What matters is making sure you’re okay,” Thatcher responded in the same tone of voice as to not scare him. He had a gut feeling that him breaking down is why he’s all discombobulated. “Take some breaths with me, and hold on tight if you need to.”

With those remarks, Thatcher softly embraced Adam once more, Adam slowly returning his gesture this time. Thatcher could feel Adam’s melting hands searching for some sort of grip on him, finally setting on holding his hair a little too tight for Thatcher’s comfort. Thatcher decided to ignore the pain in favor of helping Adam in the best way he could. He leaned his head backwards to alleviate some of it at least, but it truly wasn’t his main focus at the present moment.

“Take some breaths, kid. Please,” Thatcher whispered. He began to breathe deeply, in and out, in a stable pattern to model to Adam. Adam struggled at first, the snot being sniffled back up his nose and tears running endlessly down his face - or was it blood -, but eventually finding a pattern that worked for him best. His skin began to solidify in the process - not fully, but it was definitely better than before. Adam finally found more grip in his hands and removed his hands from Thatcher’s hair to settle on his back instead.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry,” Adam repeated quietly, half hoping that Thatcher wouldn't hear. Or at least that’s what he theorized.

“Don’t ever apologize,” Thatcher firmly, but gently, stated, pulling away from the boy softly. “You needed help, and that’s okay. You’re gonna be okay.”

Adam looked up at Thatcher, finally. His eyes and mouth had changed back into a normal, stable state along with the rest of his limbs. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy, his lips quivered, and his entire body simply shook from the mere shock, pain, and horror of it all.

“Am I… Are…” Adam mumbled. He looked at his hands and flexed them a few times, unsure of if he had returned to his former self or not. “Am I real?”

“If that’s supposed to mean ‘are you normal again’ then yes, you are,” Thatcher chuckled. “However, if you’re truly questioning whether or not you’re real, then the answer is still yes. I have tons of records on you back at the station if you need proof.”

Adam chuckled softly, trying to hide his amusement in Thatcher’s words. He stared at the ground for a few moments, and Thatcher joined him. They sat in complete, awkward silence, though that silence might have been necessary.

“You need a place to stay? Or someone to stay here with you for the night? I don’t want you to be by yourself tonight. Maybe not even for the next few days. And we don’t have to talk about this right now. I understand.”

Adam nodded and began tearing up once more, lunging at Thatcher with a more enthusiastic hug. Thatcher immediately complied.

“Thank you… I’m so sorry you had to deal with this-”

“Hey, again, don’t apologize.”

Adam nodded in Thatcher’s shoulder. He had longed for physical contact for a good while, and this was the best chance he’d ever get at it. Thatcher felt it as Adam tried to get even closer to him, pulling on him even harder and even trying to nuzzle his shoulder just to get that extra sense of physical feeling. A sense of comfort and safety. A sense of humanity.

“I don’t wanna stay here,” Adam spoke up, his voice slightly muffled by the officer’s shoulder. “I need to get out of here…”

“I got you covered. Not too comfortable bringing you to my place due to… circumstances, but we can just head over to the station. I should have something there to make us comfortable.”

Adam nodded and gave a verbal indicator through hums. Thatcher slightly separated from Adam to help him stand, walking him out of the house and to his car. He led him to the passenger seat and let himself get comfortable. After he gently closed the door, he walked over to the driver’s seat, got comfortable, started the car, and drove as fast as he could to get them both out of there.

Thatcher wasn’t sure what to do the next morning, but whatever it was it would be taking care of this damn kid. He already lost his parents, and he’s not gonna let it happen again.

#mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue #thatcher davis #adam murray #mandela catalogue spoilers #mandela catalyst spoilers #WOOOOO THIS WAS LOOOOOOOONG #OKAY #i didnt expect to write this much i am so sorry FVGBHNJM #face horror trigger #body horror trigger #panic attack trigger #dadtcher #<- thats it i have a new tag for thatcher #specifically when he's in dad mode bc fuck you #a2t #station writeups #<- new tag babeyyyyy

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nico1ss1lly · 8 months

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“The only thing we share is one, last, name.”

Adam talks to Thatcher about who he really is

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #tmc #adam murray #tmc adam murray #mandela catalogue spoilers #tmc adam #presto spoilers kinda #tmc intruder #tmc presto #tmc preacher #tmc fanart

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pazam · 1 year

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...O’Brien..?

#pazam draws #art #artists on tumblr #illustration #photoshop #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #alex kister #analog horror #spoilers #mandela catalogue spoilers

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sparescribbles · 11 months

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sorry about the terrible reveal of your true nature. nice legs though.

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue spoilers #tmc adam #adam murray #alternate adam murray #body horror #i like drawing long characters so this was me just scratching that itch after being confined to human hell for a while #my art

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dakotameh · 1 year

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IM SO SORRY BUT I REALLY GIGGLED WHEN I SAW HIS SECOND NAME

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inc0gnit0-m0de · 2 years

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DUDE- ADAM'S PARENTS' RELATIONSHIP DIDN'T EVEN LAST 3 YEARS-

#mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue #vol 333 #mandela catalogue spoilers

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vegan-cuthulu · 8 months

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if, when, why, what? how much have you got?

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue spoilers #presto spoilers #despairduo #tmc adam #tmc #tmc thatcher #tmc fanart

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roseyrexblossoms · 9 months

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[“I know you’re in a lot of pain right now..”]

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moonlightsmasquerade · 9 months

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I wish there was something more I could do for you...

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #tmc #mandela catalogue spoilers #the mandela catalogue spoilers #tmc spoilers #thatcher davis #adam murray #despairduo #my art #im a normal person im so normal im so normal im so normal im #body horror

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somerandomartistbella · 11 months

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Im Back,Btw Spoilers for Mandela Catalogue

Hi Hello,its been a while since i posted,now im back with new Art :)

These past days i have been Drawing Mandela stuff related art,Mostly Au's and i wanna introduce everyone to one of them,pls Note,this contains spoilers for vol 4 and Catalyst.

In this Au,Gabriel pretends to run amongst humans to try and get a better understanding of them,for that he killed off a Priest named O'brien and took on his disguise,while created despair amonst all he meets with Dave lee,the Owner of Mandela tech,the guy who found out too much.Utterly annoyed with Dave but trying to gain his trust,he becomes friends with him.

More to come soon ^^

#mandela catalouge fanart #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue spoilers #mandela catalogue gabriel #archangel gabriel #dave lee #Mandela catalogue vol 4 #catalyst #fanart #art #fan art #o'brien

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henriiiii-1001old · 1 year

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catalyst sketches!