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"...Colin?"

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In the Library

The teen had been hiding out in the library for most of the day. With his pristine attendance record and perfect academics, the teen was given a little slack when he asked for it. He could afford one day to himself.  The raven haired youth was nestled into a comfortable corner of the library with a large book in his lap. All of it literature inspired by Greek culture, mostly the Greek gods. Tim had hoped it would be an escape from this life, instead, with his luck, he stumbled on the only poem that could make his heart hurt even further.  Leda and the Swan A wretched poem. Tears stung the sapphire eyes and he swiftly closed the book and threw it to the side, hitting another shelf. He's sharking, trembling as he tries to regain that cold composer Luthors are known for.  He's been reduced to a whimpering quim; forced down by the plight of all women. Being subjugated by someone stronger then himself.  

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Who do I owe?

Other than Tony and Colin, which I am working on right now? 

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I owe replies to:

Colin  Thad [?] [theunwillingwhisper]  Solterra  Damian [do-not-patronize-me]  Nate   I'm gonna do a few replies on my other blog and then do these. Probably in that order. So yeah. :D No body move. 

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Wilkes;

I realize that they are not Rory but since he has been one of your friends all these years--perhaps you will enjoy having more to share your life with for the oncoming ones.

Happy birthday, Colin. 

Sincerely, 

Damian Wayne.

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|| Dip it low || AU

Tim had just left the back office. His neck was stiff from crunching numbers and every day he takes a break at the same time. Why the same time every day? There's an adorable ginger that is sweet as honey and if Tim doesn't stop to catch his show, he'd never see the poor boy.  Although, the owners are popular with all the dancer. Most strip club owners are real skeeves, older men that just leer at the boys and girls. Damian and himself have the benefit of being young, socially mature teens just going onto their respective colleges and promising careers. The dancers love him. Tim does a walk through back stage. There's always a soft chatter with calls of 'have you seen my make-up/shorts/nipple-tassels?' or 'Let me barrow your eyeliner/ wig /boa please?' The teen finds it welcoming. He straightens his tie. "Looking good everyone. Anyone need anything." There's a warm chorus of 'Hello Mr. Luthor.' Some say no, a few say yes. Tim doesn't mind spoiling the dancers. He considers it a good investment and it makes him happy.  Leaving backstage, he goes to the bar and gets a drink before sinking into one of the chairs and watching Colin get on stage. 

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abusethewicked replied to your post: TL's being a little shit to Colin. I'm prepared to lose all my followers. (( lol man. I feel bad for my Colin. xD; But. I’m enjoying this too. hah ))

  //Me too! The pooor thing. And I'm just like 'hsafkjdas;ldkqjeasdkj Colin, let me hold you, don't listen to him.' //

do-not-patronize-me replied to your post: TL's being a little shit to Colin. I'm prepared to lose all my followers. ((Go to the naughty corner))

// Oh bb. Spankings too? I mean...Yes, sir.// 

theunwillingwhisperer replied to your post: TL's being a little shit to Colin. I'm prepared to lose all my followers. ((Shhshh, I’m loving this. I feel like a terrible person, but I’m loving it. Fight for Damian you terrible person you))

// I like you. You can stay. 8D You're not terrrible. I've never seeen TL behave like this. I'm scared an excited. >> I have uncontrollable feeels.//

gothamsfuture replied to your post: TL's being a little shit to Colin. I'm prepared to lose all my followers.OOC: You’re so dead bby~

// Shush you. </3 //

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abusethewicked started following you.

Tim’s pretty well-liked at school. If not because of the infamous Luthor name than because he’s outwardly kind to almost everyone. It’s simple manipulation. When he walks through the halls, people part like that Red Sea. Upperclassmen offer to walk him to class. Tim’s the starter for track and on the speed scatting team. His grade point average is constantly a four point zero. It’s nice to be on top. What Tim doesn’t have, and what he’s striving to get is a little Robin with clipped wings. What’s standing in his way is a child. Colin; the scrawny boy standing at a pathetic five foot and four whimpy inches. He’s from undesirable circumstances and the older teen is looking forward to taking him out of the race. The other sophomore is walking to class accompanied by a friend from the track team when he sees the ginger. At that, he shoves his books into his companions arms and asks him to save him at lunch. He puts a hand in front of Colin, keeping the smaller boy from going forward and then puts one on the wall behind the redhead, successfully cornering him. “It’s time you and I got to know each other, Wilkes ”