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thekittencrusader replied to your post: OOC;; There's a catlad Damian. My night had been made.

whaaaa omg me geez stawp hi ilu. //

[Hi BB! We need to rp like soon~!]

konluthor replied to your post: OOC;; There's a catlad Damian. My night had been made.

Little kitten. I hope you know I’ll probably have you in bed later tonight hahah )

Kon. Shut the hell up. 

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konluthor replied to your post: Well, well, look what dragged into the building.

Now why would I want to do such a thing, when I could do that to you. -Standing at the doorway to Timothy’s room, smirking smugly at him.-

[Timothy felt a frown pulling at his lips, but did nothing more then return his gaze back to the book and pretend that Kon wasn't even there.]

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konluthor replied to your post: Well, well TImothy finally feeling better?

I found a present for you. It’s in your room.

"I'm not even sure I want to know," He snorts and walks to his room. 

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Six 150-Word Drabbles For Nate and Tim

Mourn me: Timothy expected to outlive his siblings. Not in a vicious way, but the fact that he was the youngest and they would all reach their golden years before him, despite the magic that constantly interfered with their lives. He never expected it to happen so suddenly or for it to hurt so much. It felt like someone had punched a hole through his chest; the child with the expressionless face of porcelain and bone was reduced to a teary breaking of face.    He demanded that everyone leave Nate’s room exactly as it was. He would bargain flesh and his empire of man for the favor of Al Gaul and his Lazarus pit. When Lex forbade it, Timothy resorted to attempting to clone his dead sibling, when that was shut down, Tim resorted to the normal, healthy ways of grieving; which might have included hoarding Nate’s things, stuff he touched as mementos. Leave me: When Nate finally moved out, Tim appeared completely calm. He lived with Willow leaving and he hadn’t even batted an eyelash regarding it. In fact, he was dealing almost a little ‘too’ well.  “How can you be so calm!? What if something  happens to him!?” When  confronted by CT, who was so obviously falling apart at the seams. He smirked but took pity on him. “Nothing will happen to him.” When met with a curious glance, Timothy continued. “I won’t let it.” CT was lead into one of the various labs that Tim normally denied him access of. On monitors that filled the room was both Willow and Nate.  Obviously their Fairy God-Brother had been keeping an eye on them. It’s said that Timothy from other universes are stalkers. Luthor trumps them all. “ Dude…you really need a fucking hobby.“ CT simpers. “I know.” Tim chuckles, glancing to a screen.

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konluthor replied to your post: Love is such a weak thing, isn’t it?

I believe you know very well what I am speaking about, Timothy.

"Yeah, I'm sure I don't know what goes through that little, half developed mind. Do you care to explain yourself, or should I just continue working and ignoring you?" The blonde looked at the weapon he was still developing and handed Kon a pair of safety goggles. 

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konluthor replied to your post: I dress to look at least like father’s heir.

Well don’t you absolutely look like you are uncomfortable, wear a tie next time.

"Bow ties are classy. Elegant. A brute like you couldn't pull one off." As if he was going to get lectured about fashion from that clone punk.