#Timari calendar

[official-timari-server]

Hello gays, baes, and theys!

Above is a poll because The Timari server will be hosting a prompt calendar!

We’d like to survey what month would work best for the majority of the fandom so this poll will be both on our server and here.

Please take a minute to vote if you can spare it!

Our goal is to make the Timari calendar at a time that works for most, accessible to all, findable in the server and tumblr, hosted in an interesting and new way with prompts geared towards Timari lovers interests!

Hope to see your participation!

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[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Lollipops

Timari January Day 1: Lollipop

By @maribat-calendar-events

Listen, when Marinette Dupain-Cheng opened up a clinic, she had been expecting a lot of things.

Children, since she was officially in pediatric care. You know, the branch devoted to treating children.

Eventually, she expanded to consider her patients might include henchmen, as well. And she had been mentally prepared, perhaps, to possibly meet their bosses, if they wanted to thank her for their services in person, though she had doubted this.

She had not, however, been expecting to look a vigilante dead in the eyes (domino mask, it didn’t matter)... or, at least, not like this. She had been expecting to get approximately one glimpse of their usual suits and then have a fist obscure most of her vision. Not to see him hunched over in one of her chairs, hugging the knife buried in his side.

“... hi,” she said, glancing behind herself at the Scarecrow goon she had been about to lead out the door. “I can get to you in a minute.”

The vigilante didn’t say ‘okay’, but he didn’t say ‘no’, either. From what she had been told, this wasn’t uncommon. Introverts, the lot of them.

She quietly closed the door and pointed the goon towards the exit, and waited a few minutes with her ear against the door to make sure he hadn’t gotten immediately jumped by a second, secret vigilante. Once she was reasonably sure that the henchman had gotten away to safety, she went back to the vigilante who was, apparently, in her care.

He was… still in that chair. Stab wounds will do that to you, she supposed.

She hesitated as she eyed him up and down.

This was Red Robin, she was pretty sure, though he could have been Robin or Red Hood or really just any other male vigilante in Gotham… they all looked the same. She wasn’t going to say it aloud, though, she didn’t want to risk being wrong. Embarrassing.

Also, she was pretty sure she was on thin ice right now. Getting his name wrong might just screw her over.

Thankfully, he was aware of her presence immediately, and she didn’t have to call his name to get his attention.

She sent him a slightly nervous smile. “You do know this is pediatric care, don’t you? I was trained to treat children.”

“The guy before me wasn’t a child.”

“He has a kid,” she said. Technically, this was true.

“Was the kid here?”

“I plead the fifth. And the fourth. And any other applicable laws that might help me right now.”

He snorted. “I’m not a cop.”

“You still get people arrested, I’m not going to risk it.”

He lifted his hands in a kind of ‘I surrender’ gesture, only to wince. He quickly went back to applying pressure to his wound, which was probably for the best.

Marinette shook her head to herself, sighing. “I’ll bring my equipment over here. I’d rather not have to carry you.”

“I can still walk,” he said.

He moved as if to stand. She grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed him back down, giving him a cold look.

“Don’t do that. Christ.”

He groaned and slumped back in his chair, pouting like the child that she was supposed to actually be getting. How had her life come to this?

You say ‘ohmygod why are you bleeding on my doorstep oh my FUCKING GET INSIDE’ to a henchman one time and suddenly it just becomes your thing.

She sighed internally as she went about collecting her things and then sighed externally when her eyes flicked to the security footage. She had put a camera next to the door a while back, when she had first started taking henchmen. She didn’t use it often, she really just had it to make people at least hesitate before trying to steal things.

Anyways, the point is, Red Robin was not in the chair she had left him in.

She made sure her next footstep was audible, before feigning a pause to make sure she had everything she needed.

By the time she stepped out, he was back in his chair, looking for all the world as if he had never left.

Marinette hated life.

She was quick in stitching him up. Perhaps quicker than was strictly medically advisable, but whatever. This wasn’t meant to be permanent or anything, this was just to last him until Batman could, like, magically fix it. Or whatever that cryptid of a man did. Marinette, frankly, preferred not knowing.

She pulled back, wiping bloody hands on the towel around her neck.

“Normally, I’d say to take things easy for the next few weeks, minimum, but considering…” she shrugged. “I dunno. Just try not to pop those.”

He tilted his head to the side consideringly for just a moment.

And then he laughed. “No promises.”

“It was worth a shot.”

He jumped to his feet, and she cringed just slightly. But it wasn’t like she could stop him if that was what he wanted to do. She could only mumble a few curses under her breath and move to leave so she could close up shop.

Red Robin lingered for just a few seconds longer than she expected him to.

Marinette narrowed her eyes at him briefly. She figured it was probably best to just ask him outright whether or not he needed to go through some files. He was going to do it regardless of her wishes, and she liked pretending to have free will.

“So, is my clinic up to par with your standards?”

Red Robin didn’t bother denying that he had had ulterior motives for visiting.

Instead, he held up a candy he had grabbed from the jar on her desk.

“For sure. You guys have lollipops.”

[starwarsmum]

Day 2 of Timari January! Today's prompt is Faded ❤️

@maribat-calendar-events

Marinette touched the panel button to open the door to the Zeta tube and managed not to flinch for the first time since joining the Justice League. It was a small victory, but nonetheless it added just a little bounce to her step.

Once she was on the WatchTower, she nodded hello to Carapace, who was hanging out with Vesperia and Chat Noir before heading towards the break room. She had been far more careful with the door, checking before stepping through and it had circumvented all bumps.

“Ladybug! Come settle an argument for us,” Wonder Girl shouted as Marinette entered. She flushed when she saw that Robin and Blue Beetle were standing with Wonder Girl but went over anyway. “You know the dynamics of your team, right?”

“Wonder Girl, I don't think Ladybug wants to answer invasive questions about her team,” Robin interjected before she could answer.

“I mean, I'm not going to gossip about my friends,” she said slowly. “But I can answer basic dynamic questions without breaching any trust.”

“Amazing! It's mostly about the dating side of things. Most of us have been around each other and know who's dated who - which I can totally answer any questions you have about anyone else - and who's currently dating someone.”

“Oh, right, of course.” Marinette knew that pairing couples up for missions could go one of two ways, so it made sense that they would want to know from a tactical point of view. “So Carapace and Rena are a thing, Ryuko and Argos, Polymouse and Minotaurox, Tigress and Pigella, and King Monkey is dating a civilian…I think Chat might be dating someone too, but I can't confirm as I don't know his civilian identity.”

“Wow, that was thorough,” Blue Beetle said, sounding vaguely impressed. Then he gave Robin a look that she couldn't decipher. “So I take it you're unattached then.”

“Oh, yeah, me, Pegasus, Bunnyx- oh! Caprikid and Rooster Bold are dating. But yeah, me, Pegasus, Bunnyx, Viperion, Vesperia and Miss Hound totally unattached.”

“Great! Well thanks for going through those with us, it's really helpful,” Wonder Girl said with a pointed look in Robin's direction. He muttered something under his breath and she laughed before grabbing Blue Beetle's arm. “Anyway, Blue and I need to go do some work, catch you all later!”

“I really don't mind answering questions,” Marinette said softly, smiling at Robin when he glanced at her. “I totally get why you wanted to know, it's the same for me.”

“I- it is?” He sounded surprised and Marinette tried not to feel offended.

“Of course! I know I look young, but I've been running our team with Chat since we were fourteen. I understand needing to know the dynamics so you can plan properly. So it's fine, really.”

Tim stared at Ladybug for several moments, trying to get a handle on his fluctuating emotions. His heart had leapt into his throat when she had said that it was the same, unable to believe he could be that lucky. That turned out to be true when she reassured him that she thought they were asking for mission-planning reasons.

“Right, yeah, of course. I think I forget sometimes that you were teen heroes too,” he said, trying to cover for his fumble. His heart skipped when she gave him a bright smile before turning to the coffee machine.

“Do you want one? I promise not to make you drop it this time,” she laughed, glancing over at him. He nodded dumbly, forgetting that he would need to move to make his. He was captivated by her sure movements and the confidence she carried herself with.

He had been charmed by her clumsiness the first time they met, putting it down to nerves, but when he had seen her take command in missions? He'd always been a sucker for strong, take charge people. Cassie was definitely going to pay for putting him in this situation, he was giving her cleaning duties the next time they had a long away mission.

“Here you go!” She chirped, pulling him out of his head as she handed him a perfectly made cup of coffee. He blinked, surprised that she had remembered such a small detail as how he liked his coffee.

“Wow, uh, thank you,” he said, taking a long sip. 

“No problem, just try to remember that caffeine isn't really a substitute for rest.” He looked at her, confused by the advice and she shrugged. “You seem kind of out of it, and I recognise a fellow insomniac when I see one. Anyway, I really only stopped by here on my way to do some work. See you around, Robin.”

Tim watched her leave, still holding his cup of coffee in both hands. From what he knew about Ladybug, she was a capable woman who could accurately read a room. But apparently she was oblivious to the way he couldn't take his eyes off of her, or at least didn't correctly guess his motivations.

He sighed and turned to go hunt down Cassie - she really needed to mind her own business.

_ _ _

Marinette stretched, reaching for her cup of coffee - only to realise that it was empty. She groaned and looked to see how long she had been working, surprised when she saw that three hours had passed. Paperwork wasn't her favourite part of being a hero but she was determined to make a good impression. 

“Hey LB!” Nino said as he came and sat down next to her. He had a fresh coffee for her and set it down next to the previous one. She smiled tiredly at him and he chuckled. “Thought you might be running low, Ves said she hadn't seen you since you came in earlier. You know you don't have to work yourself into the ground.”

“I know, I'm not! I just don't want to give them a reason to send us away,” she said softly, chugging half the coffee in one go. He knew just how she liked her coffee, a perk of her coming clean with him about her identity a couple of years ago when Alya had begged. “You know I have perfectionist tendencies, but Rena's making sure I sleep at least four hours a night when we're both home.”

“Four hours is so not enough, dudette,” Nino sighed. “But I know you're trying so…”

“Thanks, Cara, I appreciate it. Just for you, I'm going to get a solid five once I'm done here.”

Nino’s cackle made her feel more energised and she cracked her knuckles and went back to work with a renewed vigour.

[ringleaderscarletshadow]

Red Robin's Nest (Blissfully Unaware)

Ship: Timari

Rating: Gen Warning: None Category: F/M Media Type: Poetry & Ficlet Word Count: 347 Additional Tags: A New Life, Past Miraculous Guardian Marinette, Current Miraculous Guardian Adrien

Summary: Getting coffee with your dearest is one of the best things that can happen to a person. Why ruin that with the harshest parts of reality?

Note: Timari January's Day 5 - "Espresso" was used. @maribat-calendar-events

The most predictable thing ever Happened Everyone saw it coming

After patrol, Marinette had gotten his attention Under the mask, she knew it was none other than Tim Drake How romantic it would be to bond over coffee Over coffee Really, is there anything else sweeter in life?

Picking the place was the easiest Red Robin’s Nest Every citizen saw how much they made a shop For him specifically Even Bruce was surprised to see how much the public knew Red Hood was to open it Surprising is an understatement to learning that

How did they keep identities a secret? Out of costume visits were scheduled with a sentimonster The resemblance was uncanny

Customers come and go However, One would always stay to see the relationship grow Could it be a familiar face? Chat Noire back to watch over his lady? You can never rule out revival in this world

“How long are you going to keep it a secret?” Jason asks, taking a seat in the corner alongside the figure. “As long as I can,” they stare down at their hot chocolate. “I want Ladybug to keep the positivity she has. Look at how happy she is. I cannot reintroduce her into it all and have her possibly remember.” “You cannot control if she remembers. You need help. If there is a miraculous problem, you need to get the earrings back, Adrien.” Jason places his hand on the other’s. Adrien pulls his hand back from the touch. He spares a look to Marinette and Tim as he stands. He hands Jason money. “I can figure this out without it. Keep using Plagg’s miraculous where you can. If that can stay balanced, I can work around it.” Before Jason can say anything, he leaves. Marinette skips over to Jason, placing her arm on his shoulder. She studies his face. “Who was that? They seemed nice.” “A past memory is all.” Jason sighs as he leads Marinette back to Tim. Now was not the time to tell her. That time will never happen if Adrien could help it.

~

Notes: This started as just an acoustic poem of "The Author Prefers Hot Choccy" but then I felt the potential calling to me. I had to end on to the end. The false sense of comfort and perfection can be one of the harshest things to face when the truth is revealed.

Ao3 Link: Red Robin's Nest (Blissfully Unaware)

Scarlet's Soliloquies and Sonnets: Ao3 Only: Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Part 5 ~ Part 6 Cross-Posted (Tumblr Links): Part 7 ~ Part 8 ~ Part 9 ~ Part 10 ~ Current

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[the-alice-of-hearts]

Timari January 2024

I’m writing a long fic I’ve decided! Hope y’all like it:

Fandom: Maribat

Ship: Timari

Characters: Marinette Dupain Cheng, Tim Drake

Additional tags: Court of Owls, slow burn, fashion designer Mari, more tags to be added as chapters are written

Marinette just wanted to spend the week in Gotham at fashion week for her boss. She was supposed to be at the main event for their walk so she could take notes. She'd even designed a special outfit for it. So when she gets told two days before the event that she won't be needed she decides to do a little cathartic arson. She didn't realise that someone had seen her design, and that they were the reason she was getting the silent treatment from her boss. Can she get herself out of this predicament? Or is she going to have to rely on the local wildlife for a save? One thing is for sure, the man who got kidnapped with her is hiding something and she's going to find out what.

I’m excited about this. It’s a challenge for myself to write 500 words per prompt, so it won’t be the longest thing, but that’s still a decent length of fic.

@maribat-calendar-events

[itriedwritingandhereiam]

It's not the first time Marinette has a nightmare. Bad dreams are normal, she knows that. But it's scarier when you know it's happened before, when you have to relive that terror. She doesn't live with Maman and Papa anymore, Adrien isn't there to comfort her. Maybe she can find comfort in her boyfriend this time around. After all, nothing beats bad dreams like a 3am movie marathon while cuddling on the couch right?

[bunathebunny]

Thinking about Joker Junior Tim in Timari for January :D

[timari-month-event]

The Timari January 2022 Calendar is here:

Rules for Timari January 2022:

- Art, fics, headcanons, incorrect quotes, whatever, all accepted.

- Tag this blog and Timari January in the tags (in case the blog notification doesn’t work).

- If you’re putting your work on AO3, please add it to the  TimariJanuary2022 collection there so people can find it easier.

- It can be romantic, platonic, or familial Timari

- The prompts are more of a guideline.  The purpose of the event is to encourage more Timari works so if you create a Timari work and tag the blog (or use the Timari January tag) we’ll repost it

- If you have NSFW content, put it under the Read More line and tag it appropriately.

- Have fun and don’t stress

Thanks to @verymuchimmortalcat for the artwork and everyone who helped with the prompts!

[maribat-newsletter]

Maribat Event Announcement

Happy new year!

As we say goodbye to 2021, let us start 2022 with a bang.

Starting 2022 calendar events is @timari-month-event by hosting 31 days of our favorite sleep-deprived duo. 

Join the talented creators by visiting the tags #timari, #TimariJanuary2022, and #Timari January 2022 on Tumblr & AO3 for this year’s creations.

Visit the Official Timari Month Event ( @timari-month-event​ ) Tumblr page for more information, and remember to check out all the available content.

Happy writing/drawing/reading!

[icerosecrystal]

The Supreme Masterlist

Hi, guys! To try and make your lives a bit easier, I have made a masterlist that includes EVERYTHING. I have included the links to both my Wattpad account and my Archive of Our Own account. Also below, along with the links to my posts on Tumblr, I have included the link for the same fics on AO3 and Wattpad. I would recommend checking out both of those, especially my Wattpad because a lot of times I will forget to post on here. I will try to remember to update this... thing, but if I forget, don’t hesitate to let me know! Btw, asks and submissions are open and you guys can call me Crystal!

Thank you all so much for supporting me! I love you all so much! I hope you guys enjoy the whirlwind of a mess that is my my writing. And remember to be safe and be happy! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ 

~Crystal❄️

Multiple Chapter Fanfics

Blood-Stained Rose Masterlist - Daminette (AO3) (Wattpad)

The Eldest Al-Ghul Wayne Masterlist - Timari/Platonic Daminette (AO3) (Wttpd)

Monthly Calendar Fics

Felinette November 2020 (AO3) (Wattpad)

Daminette December 2020 (AO3) (Wattpad)

One-Shots

Daminette - All The Kings’ Horses (Songfic) (AO3) (Wattpad)

Daminette - The Goddess of Deception vs the Goddess of Creation Pt. 1 (AO3) (Wattpad)

Daminette - The Goddess of Deception vs the Goddess of Creation Pt. 2 (AO3) (Wattpad)

Daminette - How To Fail Being A Parent 101 (AO3) (Wattpad)

Jasonette - A Second Chance Pt.1 (AO3) (Wattpad)

Jasonette - A Second Chance: Reactions (AO3) (Wattpad)

Marijon - My Secret Older Sister (AO3) (Wattpad)

Fanart

De-Aged Baby Marinette

[official-timari-server]

Welcome to the Timari Servers first Live Event

Shutterbug Station

There are two teams, Angst v. Fluff, and only you all can decide who shall be the true victor.

On each day a prompt will be revealed that corresponds with either Angst or Fluff depending on the day. Your goal is to create something that fulfills the prompt!

Trauma Train Tuesdays are dedicated to Angst prompts while Fluff Freight Fridays are for Fluff with some bonus prompts sprinkled in!

We’re aware full calendars can be daunting and too much for people so this gives people a chance at a break while also keeping them on their feet when the day arrives for their prompt to be revealed and gives them time to complete their prompts.

Choose which team you wish to support (you are allowed to join both), make content for them, and post! If you post it on the day their prompt is revealed, you’ll get an additional 5 points.

Guidelines:

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• To be counted, all works must be submitted with links in the provided form X

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• While we are a Timari Server and would love more Timari content, we are aware of the constraints of that and absolutely support other pairing submissions

• Any creative works are accepted

• Label your works correctly

• Follow the prompts, but each person is given 10 free cards (10 things can be submitted that do not use the prompts)

• You can join at any time!

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[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Hostage(d) situation

Timari January: Day 28 (Problem? What problem?) by @maribat-calendar-events

Summary: That weird moment where you’ve been kidnapped and are being held for ransom but also the person who did that to you is letting you play video games so you can’t even be mad at them.

Back to Timari January 2023 Masterlist

Tim squinted around. His head was fuzzy, the sedative was still somewhat in his system, but he was able to take in a few streaks of neon colors and a faint dinging sound.

Also, he wasn’t tied up. He shifted where he had been laid out on the floor, quietly confused, and found that the only thing holding him down was a blanket.

The almost videogame-like sounds stopped and there was a sigh.

He closed his eyes quickly, but he got the distinct feeling that it wasn’t fast enough.

And then he felt a gloved finger poke his cheek. Which, yeah, that settles that.

“You’re awake,” a voice said, and it wasn’t a question.

He blinked an eye open to find a blank white mask. Or, at least, he thought it was blank, everything was kind of blurry.

“Muddafucka,” Tim slurred.

She laughed in the face of his biting insult and reached behind herself. “I’m sorry, Mr. Drake, but I don’t happen to be a necrophiliac.”

His nose scrunched in confusion, his head unable to piece together what he was pretty sure was an insult, but she didn’t seem to be paying much attention to that. Instead, the mask got closer as the woman leaned in, poking at his face.

“Hm… I guess I should administer the rest…” She murmured absently.

He saw something silver gleam out of the corner of his eyes and thrashed to the best of his abilities, but the blanket was weighted or something and she was holding his head to the floor.

Something stabbed him in the neck.

He went very still. He wasn’t that fond of sedatives, but necks were fragile things and he wasn’t going to purposefully tear it open just in hopes that he would be able to avoid too much of it getting in his bloodstream. He liked being alive, thanks.

But then the weirdest thing happened. His vision got clearer. And he was able to push off the light blanket and her finger left his face.

He sat up slowly, testing out his ‘new’ limbs. “I think you gave me the wrong thing.”

She snorted. She didn’t seem surprised by his newfound ability to form sentences. “I’m not stupid, I wouldn’t do that.”

He tipped his head to the side consideringly. “But…”

“Listen, Mr. Drake, I might be dumb enough to kidnap you for quick cash, but I’m not going to mistreat you.” She winced just slightly, her head jerking to the side almost imperceptibly with the motion. “I’m not fond of the idea of the bats beating my face in.”

He stared at her.

She tipped her head to the side on purpose this time. “Did I not give you enough?”

“You’re… a normal person,” he said, quietly confused.

Her shoulders shook with what appeared to be laughter. “Duh. Now, how good are you at videogames?”

He finally took in the area. Maybe he should have done that earlier, as his bat training had always told him to do that first, but she had been pretty close to his face to examine how he was doing so he had an excuse as to why he couldn’t really see. Now, he realized he was…

“Are we in an arcade?”

“No. My house just has a giant game room complete with an entire prize counter. Y’know, for aesthetic purposes.”

He frowned. He wasn’t sure if she was joking.

She sighed. “Right. That doesn’t work with billionaires.” She pushed herself to her feet, brushing imaginary dust from her knees before gesturing around. “This is an arcade. I hijacked it because I was bored, happened to see you while heading here today, and now here we are.”

He looked around. There was a Frogger character consistently jumping to his doom. That must have been the game she was playing before he woke up.

There were a couple of employees around. They were ignoring the pair that weren’t supposed to be there, going about their daily duties as if everything was fine and normal.

There were no customers.

“Huh,” he said quietly. “So… you’re just going to play games with me until you get ransom money?”

“Yeah. I’m not even taking your phone.”

“Aren’t you scared I’ll call the police?”

Her nose scrunched. “Don’t do that. They’re buzzkills. I literally just want a couple of grand so I can make a quick downpayment. Chill.”

He thought that over for a moment before shrugging. He could play along. And, if she wasn’t taking his phone, then he could warn his family that everything was actually fine.

“Now. What do you think of fps games?”

///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Tim squinted at the fake, plastic gun in his hand. “Does this have kickback?”

“Nope.”

“That’s so weird,” he muttered, frowning as he tried to imagine how he was going to un-account for kickback.

She shrugged.

///////////////////////

“-- and then the bastard stiffed me,” she said, throwing her hands up in frustration. Probably not the best thing to do during a round of basketball, but Tim was purposefully doing terribly and she had a good twenty points on him so she must have assumed it was fine.

He frowned and looked away from the hoop to find her pouting. “You don’t take your money in advance?”

“Of course not, no one would hire me,” she sighed, leaning back against the machine. “It doesn’t work like that. Think normal business paranoia, but instead of just trying to get the upper hand they’re also actively trying to screw you over. And they're expecting the same from you.”

He tipped his head to the side consideringly. “How often does this happen?”

“Oh, not that often. Most people are too scared of my general love of poisons to try things like this.”

His eyes narrowed. “Wait, did you –?”

The machines beeped to say they were done and she finally realized that Tim had beaten her score.

She gasped, pointing an accusatory finger. “You were lulling me into a false sense of security!” She said, puffing her cheeks in false anger.

But she snickered all the same.

/////////////////////////////////////////////////

It took an embarrassing amount of tries considering both of their intellects, but they ended up with a plush each courtesy of a banged up crane machine.

Tim hugged the dumb little smiling octopus to his chest. Technically, the thing was reversible, but consider: why would he want to make his darling baby sad on purpose?

The woman kissed the forehead of a duck plushie. “I’m going to love him and feed him and call him George. Or whatever.”

He snorted. “Please don’t feed the duck.”

/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

“I’m here to take care of the problem,” Red Hood said, cocking his gun in a clear threat.

Tim rolled his eyes and motioned to the woman who was casually taking apart a sensor on a jump roping game to figure out how to make real life pressure plates. To the cherry slushie in his hand. To the plush in his lap. To the phone on the ground that he had used to tell his dumb, paranoid family that everything was fine. “Problem? What problem?”

There was a moment as this was considered, and then shrugged. “There isn’t one, I guess,” he muttered, sending the woman a wave that she only barely acknowledged.

He moved to walk away, but didn’t even get a full step in the opposite direction before he collapsed.

Tim almost choked on his slushie. He turned to give his kind-of-captor a wide-eyed look.

“In my defense, I thought he was going to kill me, I think sedating him is perfectly understandable,” she said, shrugging.

Tim was torn between laughing and going to check on his brother.

He settled for laughing. She’d said ‘sedating’, after all.

[starwarsmum]

My first Timari fic! Gonna be one long one, 31 chapters of the same story 😵‍💫 if I manage to finish it

@maribat-calendar-events

Robin strode leisurely through the halls of the WatchTower, greeting Superboy as he entered the meeting room. At twenty, he was no longer a part of Young Justice, but a full member of the Justice League.

And today, they were due to meet a new team from France and Tim was excited. It wasn't often they got new people joining the Justice League, and it was his understanding that they were roughly his own age, give or take a year.

Checking the time, he realised he had just long enough to grab a cup of coffee before the meeting. He went through the motions of setting it up, putting in fresh grounds to the machine he'd forced Bruce to buy for the communal break room. Once he had a full cup, he turned back to the door only to crash into someone.

The carefully crafted mug of coffee dropped and shattered on the floor, the liquid splashing back on him. The woman in front of him exclaimed in dismay, a stream of French apologies streaming from her mouth.

“Hey, it's no big deal,” Tim said, attempting to soothe her. When she turned her face up towards him he was blown away by wide blue eyes. His brain faltered and she panicked further, apologizing again but in English. “Really, I can get another cup. Are you one of the new heroes from France?”

“Oh, yes, um, hello! Call me Ladybug,” she said, voice squeaking a little. It shouldn't have been as cute as it was. “Here, I can help make us both a cup.”

They worked together in silence, Tim nervously wondering what else he could say to her. When they had their cups they walked together to the meeting room still not saying a word.

_ _ _

Marinette was nervous about joining the Justice League. She had been trying to stay out of the spotlight for so long - keeping Paris as meta free as possible, tracking down a second Hawkmoth, keeping her identity as safe as possible - that stepping into it now was nothing short of terrifying.

The big three had been fairly welcoming, Wonder Woman and Superman more so than Batman, but that was expected. She hadn't expected there to be quite so many younger heroes milling around - Chat Noir had instantly hit it off with Nightwing and it was turning into a Nightmare - and it made her feel even more scrutinised. 

So when she was given a chance to escape the hubbub of the meeting room, and to get coffee no less, she took it. She managed to escape everyone and made a beeline for the break room she had been pointed towards, hardly looking up.

So it wasn't really a surprise when she ran headfirst into someone. She did feel bad when a mug shattered and glorious coffee flew everywhere. She started apologising immediately, her anxiety hitting new heights as she assumed she was going to be kicked out before even being inducted properly.

Then the man she crashed into said something in English and she glanced up at him, prepared to grovel when she saw that it was one of Batman's associates. Yep, she was so getting ejected from the WatchTower, maybe literally. She started apologising more, in English this time, in hopes that he would be lenient.

“Really, I can get another cup,” the man assured her, sounding concerned for her. She finally managed to stop groveling, her hands stilling from their anxious flapping. “Are you one of the new heroes from France?”

“Oh, yes, um, hello! Call me Ladybug.” Merde, could she sound any more unprofessional? She needed to claw this back somehow. “Here, I can help make us both a cup.”

Perfect! Now she just had to spend more time with this man that probably thought she was insane at best and incompetent at worst! The only small mercy was that she managed to shut her mouth to let him fill the silence. Which he didn't do. She hadn't thought it was possible for this to get more awkward.

The silence followed them back to the meeting room until she managed to scurry back over to her team and he went over to Batman. God, she hoped he wasn't telling Batman to make her leave, because that would suck.

Somehow, she got through the induction without being sent away. Even more miraculously, Batman stopped by the group after they'd ended the meeting to tell them that he was looking forward to working with them all. She breathed a sigh of relief and dared to hope that everything was going to go smoothly from here on out.

_ _ _

“So, what did you think of the WatchTower?” Alya asked when they were safely back in their two bed apartment. Marinette glanced over to where she was pouring a glass of wine for her and sighed. “Wow, don't overwhelm me with your enthusiasm there, girl! Don't tell me that pun war that Chat and Nightwing got into was all that bad?”

“Oh my God, don't remind me,” Marinette groaned, burying her head in her hands. “But no, that's not what I was thinking about.”

“Didn't you end up talking to Robin earlier? I thought you were looking forward to meeting heroes our age out there.”

“Yeah, but I had a total klutz moment and ruined his coffee,” Marinette mumbled into her hands. “I was so scared that he was going to kick me out that I couldn't concentrate on the meeting at all. He probably thinks I'm a total lunatic now.”

“I doubt it's that bad,” Alya said, trying to keep her laughter in. “Besides, it looked like you both had coffee when you came into the meeting?”

“Yes, but it was the most awkward thing in the world. I said sorry, like, a million times and then we made coffee in silence. You know how I have that thing where I cannot be normal when I'm anxious? Because that's what happened.”

“I bet it won't be that awkward next time?” Alya said, wincing when Marinette crumpled into a ball. Marinette could feel the pity radiating from her best friend and wondered if it was too soon to give up being the guardian so she could lose all of her memories of that day.

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Faded Are The Memories Of You

Ship: Timari, Tim & Marinette

Rating: General Warning: None Category: F/M Media Type: Poetry Word Count: 170 Additional Tags: Reflections, POV Tim Drake, friends to lovers to friends, "Time drifts people apart until they need each other again"

Summary: Relationships can last forever though not all are meant to be romantic

For the time we spent together All of it was a beauty I wish lasted longer Do not get me wrong Every story needs a break to breathe, grow, and learn

Dating can show the true colors And that is the most important piece of clarity Relationships that are the strongest Even time cannot separate them forever

There is a certain wonder to how time works How you can stay so close despite having defined it once as more Evenings that went on for what felt like days within but hours Memories can be some of the cruelest in the world

Every Moment Only Reactionary and reflections now

I can only recall the time we were together through pictures Even the days of the best magic ever Sweetest feelings of genuine love Only a small taste of something more

Forever will our connection be You taught me so much as I did you Others may not be able to rekindle it to friendship Uniqueness was always our thing after all

~

Notes: Having a strong platonic relationship is more valuable than any romantic can give. If you do not love your partner platonically first, can you truly cherish them in a romantic setting?

Timari January 2025's Day 2 Prompt - "Faded" was used. @maribat-calendar-events

Ao3 Link: Faded Are The Memories Of You

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU, Miraculous Ladybug, Red Robin (Comics), MariBat- Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Tim Drake, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Mentioned Kol-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Fluff, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Crossover Pairings, Timari January (DCU & Miraculous Ladybug), Timari - Freeform, timinette, MariBat, Platonic Relationships, Good Friend Adrien Agreste, Good Friend Tim Drake, Protective Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Sleep Deprived Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Just like her main characters Series: Part 1 of Timari January 2023 Summary:

They're coffee shop buddies. One, is a college student their to study fashion and the other is spending some time with their friend in the city and finds the cafe a nice work space. They BOTH have made it their mission to test how long the human body can go before collapsing, traumatizing the staff with their orders along the way. Can their friends deter them from the unhealthy habit? Of course not, Will that stop them from trying? Also, no.

What a great friendship.

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Realizing The Elegance of Platonic Love

Ship: Tim & Marinette

Rating: General Warning: None Category: Gen Media Type: Poetry Word Count: 223 Additional Tags: Reflections, Positive Outlook, Implied New Relationship for a Past Lover

Summary: Appreciating the past to acknowledge growth to the present and celebrating the possibilities of the future

Who could have possibly thought? Luck and Klutz Observant and Spontaneous What the pairing...

Hey, I am not to blame It was equally our faults that we were caught Young love am I right? Those were the times

Look at us now though! You are off on your own adventure as am I We drifted for a bit What better time to reconnect than the present

I am so glad you found a partner As for me, I am content being alone now Time offered me reflection The beauty of reflection is miraculous

Here is to reconnection I know it has been a while We have both grown and changed However, we are still the same quirky kids at heart

It is time to view life through its hardened lens Learn the hardships we faced Figure out a new rhythm to our relationship Kwami, it is good to have you back in my life

You spiced up my life Thank you Let me return the favor Spark the fire again to regain your footing

Love you Platonic love is something I neglected the past years I realized the elegance of it Luckily it is not too late for us

So, what do you say? Can we be best friends again? Us against the world Just tell me how I can help

~

Notes: I believe it is important to celebrate the platonic relationships you had in life. You can lose sight of the positivity of them when emotionally naive. Maturity brings a light to it.

Why not give it a try to reignite that flame? Not romantically, platonically. Lifelong friends are forged through both the easy fun time and the heart wrenching struggles that are faced.

Remember you are never alone in this world. Reach out if you need an ear or help. Love to you all <3

Timari January 2025's Day 3 Prompt was swapped for the substitute "Spice Up Your Life" @maribat-calendar-events

Ao3 Link: Realizing The Elegance of Platonic Love