I think my herpetology professor just called me weird in response to my email about missing class due to pneumonia.
Damn.
lol.
He isn’t wrong. ^>^

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I think my herpetology professor just called me weird in response to my email about missing class due to pneumonia.
Damn.
lol.
He isn’t wrong. ^>^
🌙 Quick Update — I’ve Been Taken Down by the Stomach Bug 😭
Hey friends —
Just popping in with a soft little PSA:
A very determined stomach virus has officially made its way through my house, and I am the final victim 😂💀
(Thanks, winter germs. Truly inspiring work.)
Because of that, I’m going to be a bit quiet on stories, updates, asks, and posts until this bug passes and I can sit upright without regretting my life choices.
I promise I’m okay — just tired, nauseous, and letting my body rest.
Everything in progress (fics, requests, drafts, series updates) will continue after I’m back on my feet.
Thank you for being patient with me.
Drink water. Wash your hands. Avoid tiny children (they are adorable germ goblins).
I’ll be back soon. 💙
— Prongs🖤✨
ps enjoy this meme I made that may already exist
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Why is it that Associates only ever suffer minor injuries (or death)
but never come down with a simple head cold or a cough for an episode or two?
Timari out-sick au
Marinette came to Gotham heart-broken. Her best friend, her first crush, her partner knows nothing about her. Nothing. Gabriel hit him hard on the head causing him to lose memory of last 4 years. She then punched Gabriel so hard the battle didn't last long. She was there when he woke up.
A/n: Hey, guys.
I'm still sick, still working on a few things for you guys, and school has now started back up in remote schooling fashion.
I don't have new panels for you guys yet, and I'm really sorry.
That said, I have decided to do this:
Have Spinel's redesign!
She lacks a cap-shell entirely like this. Ain't she creepy cute?
Out Sick
“Just end my life.” Tim groaned out miserably from under the bundle of blankets he was wrapped in. “I'd rather face the strongest villain in the universe than be sick.”
“You shan't suffer any more, my darling blanket burrito.” Marinette comforted. “For I am awarding your miserable presence with my special soup!”
“Did you pour some milk in it?” He asked, not noticing Marinette's nose scrunch up in disgust. “I've been told that milk is very healthy. Something I’m not right now.”
“Go back to sleep, Tim.” She said tiredly.
“I can't!” He stated. “My body isn't responding to anything. I am dying! And you're more concerned about my sleep?”
Marinette sighed before carefully slipping into the blanket pile. “I'll let you cuddle me if you go to sleep.”
Tim gasped. “You're going to get sick! Please don't.” He tried scooting away as far as he could.
Marinette scoffed at his lame attempt of trying to get away. “You honestly think that will stop me?” She forced him next to her and kissed his forehead. “I don't care about getting sick as long you're feeling well.” She pulled him into her lap and massaged his head, allowing him a moment of relaxation during his misery filled day.
“I'm glad the menace that is my sickness could never get rid of a Queen such as yourself.” He sighed.
“It’d take more than that to get rid of me.”
“I know.”
@maribat-2k20
Out Sick [Timari Week Day 3]
sorry this is a day late but I got slammed with work, the one for today will be out later tonight don’t worry :>
@maribat-2k20
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The sound of a door shutting caught Tim’s attention. He didn’t have the energy to care too much, it didn’t sound like the lock was picked. Who knew he was in this particular apartment and had a key was probably a question he should have been asking but the static of his mind didn’t allow it. After what felt like an appropriate amount of time and nothing happening Tim settled back into his blanket cocoon, eyes open but not observing.
The hum of a tune Tim couldn’t quite place made him wake. Time had surely passed, at least a couple hours based on the shadows. A light was on in the other room, that’s where the sound was coming from, he was sure of it. Carefully he made his way out of the warm spot he had been in the last 2 days. The floor was cold to his feet, but the humming called his name.
The picture on an angel was sitting at his breakfast bar kicking her feet lightly as she read. A cup of tea, it must be recent as the steam could be seen still, sat by her side. She was in comfortable clothes and was fairly relaxed, a messy bun atop her head bounced as she hummed. Tim must have leaned on the door causing it to creak as she was by his side in a flash.
“You’re finally awake,” there was amusement in the way she said it, “I was getting worried you know Birdie.”
Tim could only manage a hum in response, she was warm and soft. Before he knew it Mari was carrying him to the small table he had, “What would you do without me?”
Soon there was a warm soup in front of him, there was no hesitation when he started to scarf it down. Hard to know how hungry you really are until you have food in front of you. Mari just sat next to him with her tea a soft smile as she watched her disaster eat the food she made him.
Mari had warned him that exhaustion would eventually hit him; like always she was right. Tim hadn’t shown up for their shared shift at Mount Justice, so she cover for both of them and came straight here. He was so out of it he didn’t even react to her coming in, good thing she was happy to take care of her bird. Tim just needed some time to recuperate and she was happy to help him get the relaxation and sleep he needed. She’d make sure to keep Dick updated and tell him they’d be ‘out sick’ for the next few days.
All Tim could think as he laid on Mari, was how lucky he was to have an angel care for him. Her hand gently brushing through his mess of hair was calming, sleep was coming again but he wasn’t going to fight it. This was safe. The muffled sounds of whatever show Mari had been watching muted as the only thing he focused on was the repeated rise and fall of her chest and the hum that lulled him to sleep again.
This felt right.
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this is short but I can write more if any wants it