#love is sick and love is blind

[thewildlorelei]

Love is Sick and Love is Blind (Mob AU)

pairing: wally darling/original female character(Millie Morning)

rating: M

pretty obvious but this is fan content of welcome home

author's note:  Millie is my Welcome Home oc! Millie is a bunny puppet so there will be mention of things like her ears and tail and bunny feet. Just didn’t want people going in and being confused about the bunny talk. I will add reference art for what Millie looks like in this au once I get around to actually designing it lol. The design and concept for Mob Boss Wally comes from the Welcome Home Mob AU from clownsuu which is also linked. I highly recommend you check out their stuff if you haven’t already, it’s amazing. Please also note that this is more inspired by their au so I will be adding some of my own interpritation of things and won’t be 100% accurate to their canon lore for the au. Ok I think that’s everything for now, sorry this is so long lol Also the inspiration for the garden comes from "The boss's garden" on AO3 by Anonymous.

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Mob Boss Wally Darling

Chapter 1 - Somewhere Only You Know

Today just had to be the worst day of Millie’s life. Why else would she be hiding away in the corner of a magnificent garden crying. She was in the most beautiful garden she had ever seen and she was sitting there, not enjoying any of it.

To be honest she shouldn’t even be here. She didn’t know who owned this garden. It was in the middle of town and didn’t seem to be a public place so she was technically trespassing. It wasn’t her fault though. She just needed a place to hide for a bit, just until she calmed down. There wasn’t anyone else here that she could see so she figured she was relatively safe.

Millie had only been living in the city for a couple of months now but things were already going badly. She just didn’t know what to do anymore, and so here she was crying. Because crying was what she was good at, it was like she was born to cry. She did it all the time, over every little thing. Most people around her thought it was annoying, that she was just being dramatic and a big cry baby. It really bothered her that they thought that, as if she could control it.

She wiped at her eyes under where they were hidden by her bangs, trying to stem the flow. It wasn’t helping. She had created a wet spot on her skirt where she had been leaning with her head on her knees. She was trying to think about her options, what she could do about her problems that were piling up. That was until a voice startled her from her thoughts.

“Hello there, neighbor.”

Millie gasped. Her ears shot straight up as she quickly lifted her head from her knees. There was a man standing beside the fence leading to her hiding spot. He was short, about the same height as her, his hair was blue and curly and pulled up into a messy roll on top. Curls fell loose beside his ears and down between his eyes. He was dressed nicely with striped pants, a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, suspenders, and a red ascot. A too large jacket was draped around his shoulders and he had his hands in his pockets. But the thing that was most notable about him was the scar over his right eye.

The eye was closed, she wondered if that meant it was gone. His other eye was trained on her, half lidded with an almost lazy look. He was smiling, so at least it didn’t seem like he was mad to find her here.

“I don’t mean to interrupt but I heard you crying.”

“Oh! I’m so sorry, is this your garden? I didn’t mean to intrude, I didn't think anyone was here.” She started to get up, wiping at her eyes again. “It is, but that’s alright, I usually come here to be alone, but it seems like you needed some alone time too.” He said with a laid back smile on his face. She couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment at getting caught, happy her face was so hidden behind her hair.

“I’m really sorry, I’ll just go.” Millie started to move from the corner she was in.

“You can’t leave yet, you’ve made me so curious why a beautiful girl like you is crying by herself in my garden.” He gave her a charming smile. “Please, walk with me. I’ll show you around the garden and you can tell me about it.” He tilted his head to gesture that she should come over to him. He had an intimidating air that she couldn’t quite place. It felt like he must be in charge of something, he had a commanding presence. She really didn’t want to upset him but she also knew not to trust strange men. He must be rich and powerful, she thought, for him to own such a large beautiful garden in the middle of the city.

He must have sensed her hesitation. “I promise I’m a good listener.” That was it, she couldn’t just walk away when he was being so nice about it. And honestly? She really could use someone to talk to, and she didn’t have anyone else at the moment. She smiled. “Alright. I would love to see the garden after all. I used to do some gardening myself, this place is magnificent.”

He led them over to a brick pathway that wound its way through the whole garden. He slowly walked beside her with even relaxed steps, pointing out a couple of things here and there that he liked most. About halfway through he slowed his pace. “So tell me, what brought you to my garden?”

She looked away. “Oh it all feels so silly now.”

“I’d like to hear about it anyway.” There was a slight tone in his voice that made her feel like this was more of a demand than a request. “Well, I moved to this city only a couple months ago. I moved in with my grandparents cause they are the only family I have left and I had nowhere else to go after my mom died. I didn’t have enough money to support myself at the time and they were nice enough to let me stay.” She started to fidget with her hands again. “But..they have changed since I was little. They have very strong expectations for people and have rigid ideas on what a person should be and do with their life. I ended up lying to them about what I was doing for work because I knew they wouldn’t like it.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a bartender. I really enjoy it actually, despite the drawbacks.” He nodded in understanding. “But this morning they found out what I had been doing. They were so mad, more than I thought they would be. They said what I was doing was sinful and that if I was going to do the devil's work that I wasn’t allowed to live there anymore. Not only that, they told me that they were disowning me, that I wasn’t their granddaughter anymore.” Her voice was tight, trying to swallow the tears that were forming again.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Family should be there for each other no matter what. And disowning family? Just deciding you don’t want to be family anymore? It doesn’t make sense. Family is for life.” There was something intense in the way he talked about it. “You must be very close to your family.” Millie prompted. “Oh yes, my family is everything to me.” She smiled. “That sounds so nice.” There was longing in her voice. They continued walking in silence for a moment.

“You know, that doesn’t actually explain how you ended up here in the garden.” “Oh yeah. Well, it’s sort of related. Like I said, I work at a bar nearby and a couple of days ago there were these two guys in there giving me a hard time. I work alone most of the time, except for the bouncer of course. They were so drunk and just wouldn’t leave me alone and I finally had to kick them out. They were pretty upset about it. They kept yelling and threatening to send the mob after me for treating them like that. It did freak me out a little.”

“The mob, huh?” He said, a hint of mirth in his voice. “What did these guys look like?” She described them to him and he hummed. “Sounds about right. I don’t think you’ll have to worry about them. Either they were lying about being in with the mob or they are so low level that no one will care if they got kicked out of some bar.” “Oh really? That’s honestly such a relief. I’m not trying to get on someone’s bad side right after I just got to this town.” Millie stopped for a moment to admire a bush of incredible multi-colored hydrangeas.

“Anyway, today I was taking a walk trying to clear my head and I just happened to see those men ahead on the street coming towards me. I was so upset from getting kicked out earlier and I really didn’t want to chance anything happening with them so I came down the alley over there.” She pointed to the fence where you could see a gap in the buildings on the other side. “I think they saw me cause they started following me down the alley. So I jumped the fence and ended up here.”

“You…jumped the fence? There’s razor wire at the top, how did you manage…?” She stuck out a foot, showing off her bare rabbit feet. “I’m really good at jumping high.” She laughed and continued her story. “Luckily it doesn’t seem like they kept following me. I was just so overwhelmed that I sat down and cried.” She turned her face away from him, feeling a little ashamed. “I cry really easy, people tend to call me a crybaby.” She laughed at herself a little.

“There’s no shame in crying, neighbor. All of that sounds like you are justified. I think I'd even shed some tears if I lost my family.” She looked back to him, giving him an appreciative smile. “So that’s it, that’s my sad story.”

“Hmm.” He thought for a moment. “What I’m hearing is that you need a new place to stay.” Her head fell forward slightly. “Yeah, I guess I do. I was planning on staying at a motel or something till I can find a new place.” She knew she shouldn’t be offering up so much information about herself to him, he was still just a stranger, but there was something about him that made her want to tell him everything.

“No, we can’t have that, neighbor.” He stopped beside a bush of beautiful shasta daisies, leaning down to pick one. He twirled the stem between his fingers. She noticed he had a silver ring on every finger on both hands.

“I know an apartment building nearby, it’s very nice, recently built. Rent’s high but I’ll give them a call and tell them I know someone looking for a place and ask them to lower rent to match what you can afford. How does that sound?” Millie was silent for a moment, shocked by the offer. “Really? That’s…that’s amazing…and..way too generous of you. We’ve only just met and you’d do that for me?”

He laughed, it was an awkward stuttered laugh, but it felt genuine. “Of course. I couldn’t very well just let you leave here knowing you had nowhere to go. Here…” He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a business card. “This is the place. Give them a call later and they’ll get you sorted out.” She took the card and just stared at it like it was too good to be true. “Wow, how can I ever thank you for helping me like this?” He brought his hand to his chin as if he were considering it. “I’d like you to stay in touch, and go out to dinner with me sometime.” Her face felt hot. “Well I suppose that’s the least I can do to repay you for helping me like this.” “Deal?” He reached out as if to shake on it. She took his hand and laughed, shaking it. “Deal.”

He turned to keep walking along the path. “There is only a little more to see, then I’ll show you the door so you can leave without hopping over the fence.” She winced. “Sorry again about that.” She could feel him looking at her so she tried to pretend not to notice.

“What do you know about the local mob?” He asked suddenly. “It’s just that you mentioned those men and I’ve been wondering how much you know since you’re so new in town.”

“Hmmm, I know some stuff. I hear things in passing working at the bar. As far as I know there are two main families in this town. The Flowers?” He nodded stiffly. “And the other is the Home family I think?” “Yeah that’s right.” He was looking at her again. She almost felt like he was testing her. So she tried to offer more. “I really don’t know much beyond that. Oh! I do know the names of the heads of each family. There’s Aster Flowers, for the Flowers family of course, and the other is Wally Darling if I remember right. The guys at the bar talking about it said he was pretty scary. I’d really hate to get on his bad side, so I hope you’re right that he wouldn’t come after me.”

He laughed again, lighting touching his fingertips to his forehead. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” He raised his hand, gently placing the daisy in her hair behind her ear. She felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. There was just something so charming about him. He felt dangerous in a way but she couldn’t help but feel drawn in. They finally reached a gate that led out back to the street.

“Let me ask one last favor, let's say as ‘payment’ for entering my garden.” She laughed awkwardly again. “My sob story wasn’t enough?” “Not quite.” He sounded serious. “Um, sure.” That made her nervous, what if it was something she didn’t want to say or do?

“Let me see your eyes.”

“My eyes?” She asked. Well that was certainly much better than anything else that had flashed through her mind. “Yes.” He said, staring at her intently. She looked away for a moment. “Alright, I suppose.” She didn’t really mind, there was nothing to hide, well except for her face in general, but that was more of a comfort thing than an insecure thing. She reached up and pushed her bangs out of the way of her eyes. “It’s not like they're anything special.” She laughed to herself. He was silent for a moment. Actually maybe she was starting to feel insecure.

“Beautiful.”

Her eyes darted to his, he was so focused on her it made the heat rise in her cheeks again but this time she couldn’t hide it. His pupil dilated and his smile grew. After a moment he lightly shook his head. “Sorry for staring, but you have lovely eyes. Also that heart on your cheek is a surprise.”

She dropped her bangs, feeling safe again from having her emotions on such obvious display. “Oh yeah, I’ve always had that, kids used to tease me about it.” Ske mentally kicked herself a little, why had she said that. She thought that she better get out of there soon, this was all very intense and she felt like she needed time to breathe and think about all of this. He was staring again despite his apology for doing so, it gave her goosbumps. She thought she better thank him again and get going.

“Thank you again, mister…” She stopped, eyes going wide. “Oh! Where are my manners! You’ve been so kind and I haven’t even introduced myself.” She stuck out her hand. “I’m Millie Morning!” The smile that appeared on his face could have made her melt. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Millie.” He took her hand in his.

“I’m Wally, Wally Darling.”

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[thewildlorelei]

Love is Sick and Love is Blind (Mob AU)

pairing: wally darling/original female character(Millie Morning)

rating: M

pretty obvious but this is fan content of welcome home

author's note:  Really having fun with this story, lemme know if you have any questions about the story or Millie, I’d love to talk about it lol

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Mob Boss Wally Darling

Chapter 2 - Think

Millie tried to walk slowly down the street, not wanting to look like she was freaking out…which she was. ‘That did not just happen, that did not just happen.’ She thought to herself over and over. There was no way she just got caught in the garden of the most dangerous mob boss in town…by said mob boss. She took one deep shaky breath.

No no, it’s fine. He seemed like he really did want to help her. Why would he have let her leave if he had been mad that he caught her there. She was pretty sure that if he had been mad she’d be never seen again. Because she was still here then it must be totally fine, right?

Millie made her way back to her car that was currently packed full of all her belongings. She hastily got in, feeling like eyes were on her. Once in the driver's seat she took some deep breaths, finally feeling just a little bit safe back in a place that was hers. She pulled the business card out of her pocket and looked it over. The apartment complex wasn’t far, a few minutes away at most.

‘This apartment building is owned by the mob.’ She thought. How else would Mr. Darling be able to get her a place so easily and have rent changed just for her? She tried not to let her thoughts spiral. “What have I gotten myself into?” She sighed, and looked out onto the street for a payphone. Luckily there was one just across the way. Was she really going to do this? Live in a place owned by people she should definitely stay away from? Maybe it would be fine though? It’s not like they lived in it right? It was just a way for them to make money…and probably launder it. She really did need a place to stay and it sounded a lot better than staying at a crappy motel. Another deep breath. Before she could change her mind she got out and went to the payphone to give them a call.

~~~

Millie pulled into the parking lot of the apartment building. Luckily it seemed that Wally Darling, notorious mob boss, had already let them know about her. They told her they already had a place available and she could start moving in right away. All she had to do was stop in at the front to pick up the keys and sign some papers.

Once that was all done she went up to take a look at the apartment. Wally had been right, these were really nice. She had a kitchen, a living area, a bedroom, and a bathroom. They all looked recently updated and hardly lived in. It looked very clean which was honestly the biggest surprise of all in this town. It felt too good to be true…which it was. She already knew the catch, but she was already in it, no going back.

Unfortunately she didn’t have a bed yet. She wasn’t able to take the one she had been using at her…former…grandparents. She felt so tired but still had some work to do before she could rest. Millie bit by bit worked on moving everything from her car up to the apartment, she didn’t wanna leave anything overnight, afraid someone would break into her car. Once it was all inside she locked the door and began creating a bed out of blankets and pillows in the bedroom. She didn’t have the energy to worry about anything else till the morning. She changed into some sleep clothes and climbed on top of the pillow bed. It wasn’t the most comfortable but it would do for one night.

She pulled out the business card again, spinning it between her fingers, and thinking. He had asked her to stay in touch but he hadn’t given her a number or an address. Concerningly, he did know exactly where she was so maybe he’d contact her. It could have been because she suddenly felt so exhausted but this was starting to seem like a bad idea. Maybe she should have just skipped town and went somewhere else and started fresh.

But she knew there was no use in thinking of what ifs now. Hopefully it would be easier to think in the morning with a refreshed mind. As she drifted off she couldn’t help but think of Wally Darling and his beautiful garden.

~~~

Millie woke early in the morning, ever the early riser. It only took a few moments to recall all that had happened the day before. It somehow felt more real and more like a dream at the same time after getting a night's sleep.

And it was not a good night’s sleep by any stretch. She tossed and turned all night, not a lot of cushion on her hips laying on the ground like that. She was a little sore. The first thing on the agenda for today was to buy a bed. She had the day off from work again with it being a Sunday and she was relieved. She still needed time to think over everything. This was definitely something she needed to talk to her therapist about at their next appointment. Wait…today was Sunday! She had an appointment that afternoon, she’d almost forgotten. Well that worked out for her. She’d be able to get some advice about this whole thing right away.

She started getting ready for the day and took a little time to start unpacking some of her things. At least what little she could with no furniture yet, putting clothes in the closet and toiletries in the bathroom. It wasn’t much but it made her feel a little better. One thing she was glad she was able to bring with her was a small potted plant that she’d had even before she moved into her grandparents place. It meant a lot to her and she wanted to do her best to keep it around. She found a nice spot for it where it could get some sun and gave it a little water to perk it back up from being jostled around.

With that she headed out to go do a little shopping before she had to go to her appointment later. As Millie left her apartment she felt eyes on her again like she had the day before. She subtly glanced back down the hall, there wasn’t anyone there. ‘I need to calm down, I’m definitely psyching myself out.’ She thought. With a deep breath she continued on, making a mental note to buy some longer screws for her apartment door. She was able to find a nice comfortable bed for not too much money, though she did have to pay extra to get it delivered since she had no other way of getting back to her place. Her other errands went just as smoothly and soon it was time for her appointment.

She had only been seeing Dr. Flora for a couple months. She started coming just after she had moved to the city. Millie liked her, she was comforting, compassionate, and a good listener. She had been pretty good about helping her work through some things that had been weighing on Millie for a long time.

“Good afternoon, Millie. How has your week been?” Dr. Flora asked as she sat down in the chair across from her. Millie took a deep breath and sighed. “It’s not been very good at all if I’m being honest with you.” She leaned back against the couch, trying to get comfortable. She always felt like she was so tense when she was here. “Oh, what happened?”

Millie told her all about what happened with her grandparents. She cried telling the story again, it really hurt her that the last of her family was basically gone now. “I’m so sorry to hear that. How are you handling that? Have you found a place to stay?” Millie hesitated. It felt so weird to admit what had happened out loud.

“You know of Wally Darling right?” Millie asked tentatively. She looked away despite the fact that Dr. Flora couldn’t see her eyes anyway. “Well..um yes I do? Why do you ask?” Dr. Flora was clearly very confused about where this was going. “Well yesterday…I sort of accidentally got caught by him in his garden in town.” She said with a cringe, just waiting for the reaction.

“You met Wally Darling yesterday? Are you okay?” Dr. Flora was sitting forward in her chair now, staring with wide concerned eyes. “Yes I’m totally fine, other than the shock of it all. He was actually kind of nice to me? He offered me a place to stay at an apartment building he…owns, I guess? So that’s where I’m staying now.” Dr. Flora was silent, shock all over her face. “I..I’m glad you have somewhere to stay but please be careful, it’s no joke dealing with the mob. Especially Home, they aren’t good people to know.”

“I do know that, it really just sprung up on me. I will try my best to be careful going forward though.” Dr. Flora nodded. The session continued on like usual. They went over some things she had been working on and discussed things she could try doing going forward. Towards the end of their time Millie started to fidget, reaching up and pulling lightly on one of her ears.

“You know that thing we talked about last week?” She asked nervously. “Yes, I remember.” “Well I was thinking about it again and…I think I realized something about how I’ve been feeling about it.” Dr. Flora waited for her to continue. “I…I think I’ve actually been feeling angry about it. I feel like I’m bouncing between numbness and just…anger. I don’t know that I like it, but the anger feels better than nothing.”

“Anger is a very normal feeling to have with these situations, there’s nothing wrong with that. Maybe this week if you ever get to feeling angry about it you can find something creative to do and just let out the anger through that. Allow yourself to feel mad, it’s okay.”

Millied nodded. She didn’t say what she really felt when she was alone at night and the anger felt consuming.

Murderous.

~~

When Millie left she was glad that at least she had only cried once during this session. Sometimes she cried through almost the whole thing. It was about 5pm so she decided it would be best to just head home for the evening. She was exhausted already and she still needed to set up the bed since she had just left the mattress leaning against the wall.

As Millie was walking up to her apartment door she noticed a man standing near it, just leaning against the wall. He straightened up when he saw her coming. He was tall and wearing a white suit jacket, a white fedora, and a rainbow striped scarf around his shoulders.

“Well hello there. You must be Ms. Morning!” He greeted her cheerfully. Millie stopped short, still a few feet away from him. A bit of fear rose in her as she realized he had his right eye closed, just like Wally. Was he here because Wally sent him? “Um, hello, yeah I’m Millie, and you are…?” He quickly stuck out his hand to shake. “I’m Eddie Dear, pleasure to meet you.” She hesitantly took his hand in hers. He shook her hand firmly, smiling down at her. “Is there something you need, Mr. Dear?” All she wanted was to get inside her apartment and go to sleep. “Oh please, call me Eddie. And I’ve been sent here to invite you to join the Boss for dinner on Wednesday evening.” Millie froze, that was not what she had been expecting.

“Oh, I suppose it was part of our deal to get dinner sometime. I guess I just wasn’t expecting it so soon.” She laughed nervously.

“Oh he is certainly eager to see you again.” Eddie smiled at her. She just looked at him, confused. “He is?” Millie was shocked really. She figured he’d quickly forget about her since she was just a random girl he’d met. Why would he be so interested in seeing her again? “I guess I’m flattered by that, haha.” Her laugh was nervous. She was second guessing her choices again. Honestly what had she gotten herself into.

“So will you accept?” He asked. He looked at her expectantly. “I’m sorry, but I have work that evening.” Shoot shoot, why did she say that? Was she trying to make Wally mad at her or something?

“Oh, don’t worry about that, the Boss will make sure that’s sorted out for you.”

“He will?”

“Of course! If that’s settled then you’ll go right?” Eddie smiled at her, his eye staring at her intently. “If it’ll be alright then yes, I’d love to!” She tried to sound enthusiastic, she didn’t want this Eddie to tell Wally she had been reluctant to go or anything. And honestly? She was feeling a bit of excitement at the prospect of seeing him again, which took her a little by surprise. “Great! I’ll let him know. We’ll be around to pick you up on Wednesday at seven.” “You’ll pick me up?” She wouldn’t have thought they’d go to the trouble. “Of course! Be sure to wear something nice.” Eddie winked at her.

“That sounds great, thank you Eddie.” A blush crept up her cheeks as he moved to walk past her. “Seeya round Miss Millie.” He tipped his hat to her and went on his way. Millie quickly scurried into her apartment, gently closed the door behind her, and leaned against it. She should have known this was coming since it was part of the deal but she really didn’t expect him to follow through.

She was going to have to figure out something nice to wear, having nice clothes to wear hadn’t been much of a priority recently but now she had the occasion to get something. She’d have to go find something before work between now and Wednesday evening.

What had Eddie meant by saying that Wally would handle the fact that she had work on Wednesday night? Was he going to call her boss? How did he even know what bar she worked at? She hadn’t mentioned the name as far as she knew. Though he did know her name and she knew he must have connections all over the place that would be able to find out. The thought gave her a chill. It was probably a little too easy for him to find out anything he wanted about her. She’d just have to be prepared for that.

She’d get through this dinner and move on. Hopefully he’d leave her alone after that and she could pretend she never got caught up in any mob business. She sighed. That was definitely easier said than done, and now that she had to wait for Wednesday it felt like it couldn’t come fast enough.

author's note:  I hope you liked this chapter, things will get a little more fun from here on out~

Bonus: Wally: Eddie, you go and invite her to dinner on Wednesday. Eddie: You got it Boss. Julie: Oh! What about me Boss? :D Wally: Julie you still have blood on your face from earlier, I don’t think that will exactly put her at ease. Julie: Ah yeah. :(

[pisshandkerchief]

GO TO HD I AM MY OWN MUSE LIVE DEBUT WORLD WITH ME. RIGHT NOW.

[somnas-writes]

Thinking about how if MCGA gets an adaptation is gonna be either A. toned down/altered to accommodate the sheer amount of violence OR B. it’s gonna be book accurate but have such funny CGI

Like Hearths magic? Alex shape shifting? All the giants and large beings that appear? JACK???

[kingbyx]

I need to write this so I don’t forget so that I can fic it later (lmk Drabble / fic prompt if anyone wants it) macaque angst, mild gore warning

Macaque failed in his task and the Lady is displeased. The thrall who calls himself a mayor requests his head, but his Lady thinks the shadow may still be of use. Still, he deserves a punishment, no? The Mayor asks to destroy something slightly smaller than a head, but no less amusing to ruin.

Perhaps it is the six eared warriors eyes that ruin his performance, the mayor says, afterall, losing an eye can quite affect one’s vision. He never did heal completely from that fight with his old love, did he?

The lady agrees. Why would a warrior named for his hearing need his sight anyways?

Go, she says, do as you wish. The mayor is eager to comply.

He rushes forward, claws of bone and ice ripping from his knuckles with a violent crack and the wet sound of flesh. He smiles.

Macaque does not struggle, chained and bruised and bloodied, has no leeway in his binds. He cannot struggle, and even if he could move he does not know if he would. His every muscle aches and his bones are weak and he is so, so tired. He cannot hope to count the wounds.

The claws rake across his eye and he screams. That is all he can do as blood runs warm and sticky down his face and fire rushes through his veins. He knows nothing but pain and it only gets worse.

The mayor removes his claws and considers taking the eye with them, but decides he likes the look of the bleeding wound too much to ruin it. It is beautiful.

Macaque feels his shadows, roused from their frozen terror at his pain, swarm his mind. They drag him down to rest and he does not fight it.

[aerticent]

It’s actually incredibly romantic that Cal became a citizen of Montfort and chose to live away from Norta despite how much Norta and its recovery means to him all because he loves Mare more than anything else. It def wasn’t a decision he made lightly but Mare asking him to stay with her and he DID simply because he loves her is so sweet:((((