Your Muse As A RAT

Your Muse As a RAT

Roman as a rat is the goddamn ugliest, nastiest, meanest rat bastard you ever did see. He'll bite the fuck out of you just for fun! Stolen from: @ratwhsprs (♡)

That feel when your muse is capable of committing the nastiest, most horrific deeds but simultaneously can be wholesome af. Roman would absolutely be the type of parent who'd stop in the middle of torturing somebody just because his child woke up crying due to a nightmare, clean himself up and go comfort them until they fall back to sleep again before heading back to the torture chamber and picking up the scalpel while being all "Sorry about that, remind me again where we left off?" as though nothing happened. 🥲

"That reminds me, I've been wanting to get another dog for a while. Maybe one of those little ratters to keep the amount of vermin down."

Circe wasn't the first girl Roman kissed. He actually hit it off with another girl at the All Girl's Boarding School his parents sent him off to during his early teens, the two sneaking off for a bit of 'private fun' until the bullying incident occured where he lost his temper and glassed his tormentor's face.

What is your throne made of?

Steel

A ruler of steel leads their people with strength and determination. They are renowned throughout the lands for their dedication to their people and their high levels of ambition. They have opponents, and many whisper about their ruthlessness. However, it cannot be denied that a ruler of steel cares for their people and their kingdom, and aims to always rule them with strength and with success.

Tagged by: @selinaes (♡) Tagging: Whoever would like to do it?

what's the worst relationship you ever had?

"Ugh, you really had to go there with that question, didn't you?" Roman sighs, eyes rolling in their sockets as he immediately thinks back to one particular fling. "Couple of years ago there was this broad, Cheryl. Smoking hot but dumb as a sack of shit, or at least I thought so at the time. Gorgeous body and crazy good in bed but I didn't realize at the time just how crazy she was. It was bad. Anyways, she got knocked up at some point and tried to pass me off as the father. Actually thought I'd buy it too as if I didn't know how sex worked, dumb bitch."

Not even the cigar he's smoking can hide the bad taste in his mouth as he thinks to back then. It had been a rough year or three after the death of his second girlfriend, Tiffany Ambrose and Roman had only just started blowing off steam once he'd spent enough time grieving only for Cheryl, stupid pretty Cheryl to think she could actually blackmail Roman Sionis of all people. "Normally I wouldn't have given a shit but she got real insistent about getting with me, saying the kid she was carrying really was mine even though we both fucking knew I wasn't physically capable of giving her kids. Pushed me for a ring, wedding bells and all and when I refused, threatened to out what I was really wearing beneath the suit. Of course, I couldn't let that slide..." Roman huffed, his skeletal face taking on a spiteful sneer as he flicks away the ash on his cigar. "You know how it goes down in Gotham. Pretty young thing starts going around running her mouth, saying she's going to become Mrs. Sionis soon attracts the wrong sort of attention if you know what I mean. No idea what happened to her but she disappeared without trace and hasn't hassled me since." Shame really. If she hadn't been nuttier than a squirrel turd, Roman would have liked keeping her around as a sugar baby. Her tits and ass were still to this day the sweetest he'd ever had.