Mary - Blog Posts
She’s the only girl that I wanna love
- Mary, Alex g
It's just a little explanation of your desperate situation You're a slave To my design
Yeah, of course i have a plan
Plan:
I made a ghosts modern au
Sooooo I read a tonne of modern au fanfics and now m obsessed with these designs and I can’t stop drawing them
Aunt Mary's Cookies - Desserts - No-Bake Cookie No-bake chocolate cookies made with graham cracker crumbs, cocoa, and marshmallow creme are boiled on the stove top and dropped by spoonfuls onto waxed paper to set up. This is an old recipe handed down in a family for generations.
Aunt Mary's Cookies - Desserts - No-Bake Cookie
The student council plus Mary and Yumeko playing D&D
Runa: You enter the dungeon and on the far side of the room you see a door
Yumemi: Can I seduce the door
Runa: No you can not
Midari Can I seduce the door
Runa: Also no
Yumeko: Can I punch Midari
Runa: *Rolls dice* Ah Midari you take 4 damage
Midari: I transform into a beaver
Runa: You do that
Midari: Now can I seduce the door
Runa: Still no
Yumeko: Can I punch Midari again
Runa: *Rolls dice* 3 more damage
Mary: Can I fight the door
Runa: No
Ririka: I also would like to fight the door
Runa: No one can fight the door
Mary: I fight the door
Runa: You loose
Mary: I fight you
Runa: Mary take a walk
Kirari: Is the door dead or alive
Runa: It’s a door
Kirari: Can I enslave it’s soul
Runa: How would you No
Yuriko: Can I build a better door
Runa: Do you want to build a better door
Yuriko: I acquire lumbar from the surrounding forest
Runa: *Rolls dice* Ok you do that
Sayaka: Is the door locked
Runa: No it isn’t
Sayaka: I open the door
Runa: You do so inside is a small treasure chest
Yumemi: Can I seduce the treasure chest
Runa: No
HAPPY MARY DAY TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE!!!!!
If you could be anyone in cemetery mary who would you be? Also I live your content🥰🥰🥰
Mary. Again.
I love her
I already relate to her alot
SPOILERS, DRUG, AND DEATH MENTIONS
3. All the other characters dont have great lives (Reginalds a serial killer, Crowven and Twyla have gangs, Theo dies, Zapara has a drug issue, etc) I think Marys life has the best circumstances of them all. Especially in the true end.
If u could pick any character from cemetery mary to date who would you pick?
Mary.
How long have you liked cemetery mary? And who's your favorite character
Gosh, i dont remember when I first played it, but since then lol
My top three characters are probably:
Mary
2. Crowven
3. Zapara
Ok, I am very sorry for repetitively asking questions involving ingram ( I know I'm annoying, lol), but out of the main five, who do you think ingram would get along best with?
No! Your not annoying! I love getting these questions!
Anyways, I can see Ingram getting along well with a lot of them. I dunno why but I feel like Ingram and Vasilis could be pals. Like not too close, but just someone to chill with. I can see Ingram and Crowven being friends, but I feel like Ingram might get a little annoyed at Crowvens antics. I also think he could be friends with Reggie and Mary, not close or anything, but moreso acquaintances to share a relaxing picnic with and whatnot, or maybe talk about their favorite books over tea or something. They could quietly read books together, or discuss them! They are also both quite polite so they should get along well! Twyla is the only one I cant really see him hanging out with. Twyla is an absolute bitch jerk. And I feel like her behavior would eventually get on Ingrams nerves. I can imagine them being fine together for a little while, just chilling or discussing books or reading, but I feel like he wont be able to put up with her if she isnt being in her most polite of moods.
I definitely think he would get along best with Vasilis.
Ok so if the main five ( plus ingram cause I love him) dressed up for holloween, what do you think they would be?
Hm.. Interesting Idea.
I mean we already HAVE seen a lot of them in costumes
(Ill put pictures under the cut)
But for me id says that atleast once they would dress up as
Mary: I can see her dressing up as something like a ghost bride, or something cute yet scary at the same time. Maybe even a witch one year?
Twyla: Definately something boring like a scientist or librarian or historical figure (Im biased cuz I despise Twyla) Maybe something like steampunk or Frankensteins Monster?
Reginald: I feel like something more formal like a fancy dressed up Skeleton (Im thinking of some art of him ive seen I think) with a top hat and cane and tailcoat or a very formal vampire with that same stuff.
Crowven: VAMPIRE! 100%! Though I could also see him dressing up as like a harpy or a demon or something. But vampire for sure fits him
Vasilis: Maybe a witch? They give witchy vibes. But more like magical witch than spooky witch. Like long flowy pretty stuff.
Ingram: hmmm... I can see him dressing up as a zombie maybe. Possibly a skeleton to match his mouth. Or even a Scarecrow like Ryo tehe! Maybe even a Frankensteins Monster?
WAIT AS WRITING THIS I CAME UP WITH THE PERFECT COSTUME FOR MARY! A CREEPY/HAUNTED DOLL!!!! IT FITS HER SO MUCH! AND SHE ALREADY HAS TIGHTS!!!!
OMG ALSO I CAN SEE REGGIE AND MARY WEARING MATCHING COSTUMES
OR CROWVEN AND VASILIS
OR MARY AND VASILIS AS FRIENDS
ALSO (FAKE) BLOOD TW, GORE TW, AND WEAPON TW FOR THE ART
(Though I do hate that outfit on mary)
HERES SOME MAREGGIE ART IVE FOUND BY ARCADE
LIKE JUST BY LOOKING AT IT YOU START TO SHIP IT
EEEK
(Cut below for spoilers and blood and stuff)
Gosh I have so much of them
Im normal about them.
Do you think that mareggie is a healthy or toxic couple?
This is a.... hard question.
Like obviously IRL it would be toxic. Anything with Yandere type stuff is toxic. But like. They are cute. And he wouldnt hurt Mary atleast. It wouldnt be toxic towards her. Idk how to explain it. But like I ship it. I didnt ship it at first but eventually i kept seeing more and more art from arcadekitten and more and more of them together in games and it grew on me. Sometimes I feel like I shouldnt ship it, but like I cant help it. I would obviously not be okay with it if it were real, but like where its fictional its fine.
tldr; I dunno / It depends.
Do you think that mareggie is a healthy or toxic couple?
This is a.... hard question.
Like obviously IRL it would be toxic. Anything with Yandere type stuff is toxic. But like. They are cute. And he wouldnt hurt Mary atleast. It wouldnt be toxic towards her. Idk how to explain it. But like I ship it. I didnt ship it at first but eventually i kept seeing more and more art from arcadekitten and more and more of them together in games and it grew on me. Sometimes I feel like I shouldnt ship it, but like I cant help it. I would obviously not be okay with it if it were real, but like where its fictional its fine.
tldr; I dunno / It depends.
Omg! I just finished playing cemetery Mary! I absolutely love it! What is your favorite ending?
Yesss! More Cemetery Mary fans! It’s catching on! It’s clinically underrated but we can change that!
Anyways, my favorite endings is Crowvens good end and the true end ofc! (I’m a little biased cuz Crowboy is my favorite except for Mary, and the first route I did) Though Reginald’s good ending was also good! It’s been a while I think I’m saying the right ones lol. I’ve been meaning to replay it!
EGEGEGEGEGEHEG ITS HER DAY! ITS DOUBLE HER DAY!
Not only is it World Manta Day, it's also Wife Appreciation Day. They were made for this.
Mary’s eyes narrowed with an air of mock seriousness, her quill twirling idly between her fingers. Maybe I’ll try it. Though, if it fails me, I’ll be sure to cite you in my impending howler to Professor McGonagall.”
She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table as her grin widened. “Improper use of a charm, you say? Chaos? Potter, you’re against chaos?” She arched a brow, smirking. “If you’re against chaos, then I’m the Minister of Magic.”
At his dramatic display of being wounded, she let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “Oh, forgive me, James. I underestimated your reputation as an academic prodigy. Of course, you’ve picked up a quill before—how else would you have signed all those detentions?” She propped her chin in her hand, her expression filled with feigned thoughtfulness. “Though, I imagine those are more co-signatures than solo ventures because no doubt Sirius, Remus and Peter were involved too.”
Her grin softened at his chuckle, though the teasing didn’t falter. “Still, you might be right. If you really applied yourself, the sheer brilliance of it all might collapse Hogwarts under the weight of your genius. I’d never get any studying done with McGonagall fainting in the halls, Remus sulking in the corner, and, worst of all, me having to admit that James Potter actually impressed me.”
She sat back in her chair, crossing her arms. “So, for the good of wizarding society, I agree—stick to the practicals. That way, the rest of us can keep up without your monumental brilliance overshadowing us.” The glint in her eyes betrayed her amusement as she picked up her quill and turned back to her parchment, though not without a final teasing glance his way.
"Exactly." A smile followed the tipping of his head, almost as though he was taking his crown off to her. "Why waste time flipping through pages upon pages when you can simply exist near the knowledge?" His gaze levelled with hers. "It's worked wonders for me. Really cleared up my schedule."
"As mentioned," James said, the whisp of a smile on his lips, "Osmosis helps you learn many things. Though I would advise against improper use of such a charm. It would cause chaos, I believe." He nodded his head as if to approve of his own point. "And we both know I am adamantly against chaos." Truthfully, he couldn't see what good the use of a flirting glow charm would have - much less have any reason to use it. It was a similar tactic to amortentia, which just did not work. Would you ever feel happy with the result?
"A very prestigious reference, that. Bound to propel you to an O." Those titles sat pretty well with James, if he was honest. "Scholarly indeed. I'll have to officially adopt those titles."
James propped himself up on one elbow, leaning against the table and feigning a look of utmost distress. “Mary, you wound me,” he drawled, placing a hand dramatically over his heart. "I've been known to pick up a quill or two in my time." He cocked his head. "But it is better done as little as possible. Chaos ensues, even with my best intentions." Fingers tapped against the desk. "Professors fainting from the sheer academic brilliance, Remus disowning me out of frustration, you having to admit you're impressed." A low chuckle filled the otherwise quiet library. "No, better to stick to the practicals where possible." He smiled, leaning back and running a hand through his already mussed hair.
Mary’s smirk widened into a grin, her dark eyes glinting with a spark of mischief that could rival Sirius’s own. She tapped her quill against the table, feigning deep contemplation. “Outshine the stars, you say? Careful, Black. Flattery might actually work on me—if you’re lucky. But let’s get one thing straight: chaos might be where the magic happens, but it’s also where eyebrows tend to go missing. I’m rather fond of mine, thank you very much.”
Leaning forward, she rested her chin on her hand, her tone teasing yet tinged with challenge. “Now, I’ll admit—peace isn’t always my thing. And as you know, I’ve been known to dabble in a bit of chaos myself. But unlike you, I don’t throw myself into mayhem without a plan. The last time I got talked into a so-called ‘brilliant idea,’ it ended with Peeves setting off dungbombs in McGonagall’s office. Let’s just say I’ve become a bit more selective about my partners-in-crime since then.”
She tilted her head, her grin deepening. “That said, I do enjoy a bit of reckless fun. And I’ll admit, the idea of leaving some poor first-years wondering how their cauldrons turned into screaming banshees is… tempting. But if you think I’m just going to blindly follow you into one of your harebrained schemes, you’re sorely mistaken. I have standards for my mischief.”
Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper, leaning in slightly as if sharing a secret. “So here’s the deal, if I’m going to trade my peaceful evening for whatever chaos you’ve cooked up, I want in on the planning. No surprises, no last-minute detours into disaster.”
"Ah, Mary, my dear! Your wit is as sharp as a Ravenclaw's quill, and that smirk of yours could outshine the stars." Sirius leaned back in his own chair, running a hand through his tousled hair with a roguish grin. “Oh, if you only knew the extent of my chaos. Chaos is where the real magic happens, where the unexpected dances with the absurd!” he replied, his voice smooth with a hint of mischief. “While I might not exactly be the model student—let’s just say my activities have always tended to veer more towards the adventurous side of the spectrum.”
He tilted his head, studying her with mock seriousness. “As for your serene little bubble of quietude, let’s be honest. It’s a lovely thought, but you and I both know that peace is terribly overrated. Besides, don't you ever get bored? Life’s too thrilling to sit around, even under the glow of the moonlight. The ghosts can keep each other company; I’d rather stir up a bit of fun.”
Sirius's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, clearly relishing the idea. “As for the mayhem, well, it’s a bit of a delicate art, really. A spontaneous escapade here, a cheeky prank there—one mustn’t detail the formula too much, as that tends to spoil the surprise! But I can promise you, whatever we end up doing will be a brilliant story for the ages. And if that means skipping essays… well, consider it an added bonus.”
He leaned in conspiratorially, lowering his voice. “So what do you say, Mary? Care to trade the tranquil for a dash of delightfully reckless?”
Mary arched an eyebrow, her lips twitching into an amused smirk as she watched James adopt his regal pose. “Osmosis, is it?” she repeated, her tone dripping with mock reverence. “I had no idea we were in the presence of such a pioneer of unorthodox study techniques. Truly, the textbooks will sing of your methods for generations, Potter.”
At his mention of the Flirting Glow Charm, Mary snorted softly, shaking her head. “You know, James, the fact that you know about a Flirting Glow Charm speaks volumes. Was that from one of those textbooks you so rarely grace with your attention, or are we venturing into your field research?”
Her grin widened as she watched him wink and lean back. “Breaks, you say? Of course. A cornerstone of brilliance. I’ll be sure to cite you in my footnotes. James Potter, Esq., Champion of Distraction and Master of Breaktaking. It has quite the scholarly ring to it, don’t you think?”
As he sprawled out on the table, Mary tapped her quill against her parchment in exaggerated thought. “Inspiration, hmm? Careful, Potter, too much exposure to true genius might overwhelm you. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for you feeling the sudden urge to actually pick up a quill. Might ruin your reputation.” She shot him a teasing smile, before turning back to her notes, though the humour still danced in her eyes.
"Many wish to embody dedication as I do. Few actually achieve such heights." James straightened up, adopting an almost kingly posture as he spoke. "It's really quite the skill - the osmosis. I could teach it to you, but only some of us have the knack." He said, flashing a daring smile. "I'll have you know that I do occasionally read the textbooks - if I fancy it."
James nodded along as though enraptured by the subject. In truth, he'd long ago thought it unnecessary to write about the correct form when practicing magic - charms or not. Surely practical experience was the better method of testing such things. Nevertheless, it seemed that parchment did in fact grown on trees and their professors were absolutely going to use that as a way to torture them. "Important stuff, that. You know one wrong flick of the wrist and your Flirting Glow Charm can go devastatingly off course." He pointed at the notes. "Glad you're taking it so seriously."
"Oh, you can never have too many breaks, MacDonald. That's when the magic happens." He winked before sitting back in his chair again. "Consider that my sage advice." Running a hand through his hair, his gaze moved around the library for a moment, darting between bookshelves and across tables. He slid down onto the table, giving up whatever quest his eyes had been on, and rested his head on top of his hands. "Perhaps I'll sit and gain inspiration from what is no doubt a essay worthy of the next edition of A Charmed Mind: Essays of the Enchanted Arts."
Mary raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a smirk as she crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair. “You thrive in chaos? I’d never have guessed, Black,” she quipped, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm. “And here I was thinking you were the poster boy for order and discipline.”
Her gaze flicked over to the window where the moonlight spilled in, painting the room in silvery hues. “As for me,” she continued, fixing him with an amused look, “I was actually enjoying the quiet—something you seem determined to disrupt. But I suppose it’s hard to expect peace when Sirius Black is on the prowl, keeping lonely ghosts company and all.”
She leaned forward slightly, resting her chin in her hand, her smirk deepening. “Skipping essays for mayhem, though? Tempting offer. Care to elaborate on the mayhem, or is it the type of thing one just needs to go with the flow?” Her eyes sparkled with intrigue.
Sirius leaned against the edge of the table, a mischievous grin creeping onto his face as he ran a hand through his tousled hair. "Well, you know me, McDonald. I thrive in the chaos of the night," he replied, his voice smooth and teasing. "Besides, someone’s got to keep the ghosts company. They can get a bit lonely, you see."
He glanced around the dimly lit room, then returned his attention to her, his eyes glinting with mischief. “And what about you? Lost in the depths of coursework or just enjoying the quiet? I’d like to think it’s the latter, but then again, I’ve never been one for schoolwork. How about we skip the essays and cause a bit of mayhem instead?”
Mary glanced up from her scattered papers, her lips curving into a wry smile. “Oh, James,” she said, her voice carrying a teasing lilt, “your dedication to academics is truly inspiring. If only we could all plop into chairs and absorb knowledge through sheer proximity to textbooks.”
She leaned back slightly, arms crossing over her chest as she regarded him with mock seriousness. “What is it, you ask? Well, if you must know, it’s an attempt at deciphering the unfathomable mystery that is Professor Flitwick’s latest assignment. Something about wand movements and their effects on nonverbal incantations.” She gestured vaguely at the jumble of notes before her, letting out a dramatic sigh.
Mary’s gaze flickered over him, noting the familiar mischievous glint in his eyes. “But enough about me and my noble struggles. What about you, Potter? Come to offer your wisdom, or are you just taking a break from terrorizing our peers and lecturers?”
"Oh, just studying ever so rigorously." James said, plopping down into the seat opposite from her. "Really, can't get enough of it." His forearms rested on the table in front of him and he leaned forward. Looking down at the books and pieces of parchment that littered the desk in front of Mary, he grinned slightly. "Not to give you an advantage or anything," he began, "but the best-laid coursework usually requires quill to parchment."
He sat back, leaning comfortably against the wooden backrest of the seat. "What is it, anyway?" Although James Potter thought himself rather skilled in the art of reading upside down, he wasn't about to intrude on another student's own writings. Well, not a students beyond their group of Marauders, anyway. He did have more self-control than that. Still, he was curious what had been so dull to force Mary's thoughts into the abyss of the bookshelves she'd been staring vacantly at.
I have currently been obsessed with this movie and the songs!Soooo, I decided to draw a picture of Mary and Joseph
MARY DERBY RAWLING
➸ m a r y s t u a r t r e i g n