// Wait
That anon seems to know more about Porcelain than I’ve put out
JULIUS U SHIT IS THAT YOU //
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*smiles innocently*

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// Wait
That anon seems to know more about Porcelain than I’ve put out
JULIUS U SHIT IS THAT YOU //
thechaosuntamed
*smiles innocently*
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Kiss in the Rain
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: Any of the Above
21: Then there’s tongue
Black Widow
Muse A and Muse B are in a very happy relationship. Muse A is a hard working and Muse B is a stay at home. They are also married… to other people. Muse A's spouse is a gold-digger who spends all of the money their spouse works so hard to bring in, blowing it on trendy jewelry, clothes, bags, and shoes. Since the spouse is unemployed, and because their father can afford good lawyers, Muse A would be royally screwed if they filed for divorce. Everything they’d worked for, the cars, the house, everything would be gone. Muse B's spouse is abusive, going to work, coming home, getting drunk, and beating Muse B for the smallest mistakes. They’d never agree to a divorce, and Muse B is afraid to ask and anger them. So Muse A and Muse B spend their time together, when their spouses are none the wiser, sneaking around and having a passionate love affair, so deeply in love that they’d kill for each other. If only there was a way they could be together without divorcing their spouses… One night, Muse B visits a friend’s house and spends the night, but comes home to find their spouse brutally murdered. Of course, Muse B is the first suspect, but their alibi checks out, and since there were never any domestic violence reports (Muse B being too afraid to report) there was no motive and they quickly fell off the suspect list and is left alone to mourn their sudden and tragic loss. A week later, Muse A's spouse is also found murdered, but Muse A was at work all day. The cops do not connect the murders, since no one is aware that Muse A and Muse B even know each other. Happy accident? Not likely. The two attend a community grief group where they “meet” for the first time, appear to fall in love, and attend each other’s late spouses’ funerals to support each other. Months later, the cases go cold and Muse A and Muse B get married. And they live happily ever after.
Klarion seemed to be highly pleased at her discomfort, taking another bite. “Did Mercy tell you the good news?”
"You and I have different definitions of good." That doesn’t mean she didn’t want to know, she actually raised a brow, wondering if he was going to say what she thought he would."
"This could go two way. Very good or very bad. Very good for us, very bad for Gotham." He grinned. "Not even the Professor knows, so count yourself lucky. You're the first I've told." He leaned back, eyes bright as he stuck another bite in his mouth. "Let's just say there's a very shiny onyx and emerald ring on her left hand now."
He gestured to the plate. “There’s still a lot left. I doubt I’m leaving anytime soon.” Another sickening ripping sound came as Teekl ripped into his gizzard again, a muffled meow coming from him.
"Ick-"
"I can definitely wait a while longer thanks,"
Klarion seemed to be highly pleased at her discomfort, taking another bite. "Did Mercy tell you the good news?"
"I always let him eat with me. Whatever I get he gets." As to disgust her even more he took a bite from the gizzard Teekl was tearing at. "He’s my familair remember?"
"That’s so unsanitary."
A disgusted look would prove Klarions endeavor successful, as she groaned. ”I hope I still have the appetite for my food if your still around when it gets here.”
He gestured to the plate. "There's still a lot left. I doubt I'm leaving anytime soon." Another sickening ripping sound came as Teekl ripped into his gizzard again, a muffled meow coming from him.
"Completely serious." It didn’t help that he let Teekl eat off his plate like it was nothing. The small draaga tore apart the gizzard like some ferocious lion, the ripping sound like something from a murder. Klarion looked up at her. "Want a bite?" He grinned.
"I’m waiting for takeout."
She kept her eye on the cat as she pulled a chair up in order to sit with the witch boy. ”Why are you letting your cat eat off your plate?”
"I always let him eat with me. Whatever I get he gets." As to disgust her even more he took a bite from the gizzard Teekl was tearing at. "He's my familair remember?"
"I need your help." It said with a serious look, his crimson eyes dark like blood. "It’s serious." He takes a deep breath as if to prepare himself, but what he says is not what she expects at all. "Mercy’s birthday is next...
"As wonderful as ripping out some poor bastards heart for her sounds, I'm trying to be a little more romantic than that." He frowned a bit. "After all... This present is going along with something else."
"Bird gizzards cooked to perfection and salted just right." As to prove a point he took another bite. Teekl eyed the plate and Klarion made no move to stop the cat as he jumped onto the counter to steal one.
"Are you serious right now?" She might feel a little ill at the moment.
"Completely serious." It didn't help that he let Teekl eat off his plate like it was nothing. The small draaga tore apart the gizzard like some ferocious lion, the ripping sound like something from a murder. Klarion looked up at her. "Want a bite?" He grinned.
"I need your help." It said with a serious look, his crimson eyes dark like blood. "It’s serious." He takes a deep breath as if to prepare himself, but what he says is not what she expects at all. "Mercy’s birthday is next week."
"My god, you’re hopeless. So what’s the problem, witch boy? Party planning, gift giving, you gotta give me specifics."
"Gift giving. You don't just give a girl like Mercy flowers and chocolates on her birthday. Valentines Day maybe, but not her birthday." He sighed and looked up at her.
"Don’t look at me like that-" He said indignantly, a perfect pout on his dark lips.
"I know what you’re thinking and it’s delicious."
"That looks absolutely horrific. What is that? And why are you eating it.”
"Bird gizzards cooked to perfection and salted just right." As to prove a point he took another bite. Teekl eyed the plate and Klarion made no move to stop the cat as he jumped onto the counter to steal one.
"I need your help." It said with a serious look, his crimson eyes dark like blood. "It's serious." He takes a deep breath as if to prepare himself, but what he says is not what she expects at all. "Mercy's birthday is next week."
"Don't look at me like that-" He said indignantly, a perfect pout on his dark lips.
"I know what you're thinking and it's delicious."
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