#bro feels!

[sabyfangirl]

Down With The Flu

A new day dawned on the Wild Kratts team, somewhere in North America where the Tortuga was nicely parked in a rainforest.

Chris was busy packing adventure gear while waiting for his brother who hadn't showed up yet.

"Binoculars, climbing rope, extra socks..." He recapitulated to himself. "Alright, I think everything's ready. Now where's Martin?" He looked around, still not spotting his brother.

"Maybe he's still asleep?" Jimmy guessed, fully concentrated on his video game. "Score!"

"Martin would never miss a creature adventure by sleeping in," Chris stated with a frown.

Just then, Martin entered the room, dragging his feet like a mummy, head bowed with slumpy shoulders.

"Hey bro, ready for- " Chris took one look at him and couldn't help but sense something was off.

"Morning," was all Martin could mutter, grabbing his bag and placing it near his brother's.

"Uhh... You alright, bro?" Chris asked. Martin looked up, his face not as bright as usual. "M'fine," he mumbled, heading to the fridge where he grabbed a drink.

Was he... Nah. Chris thought his brother must've gotten up from the wrong side of the bed, that's all... Right?

"Okay, bros. The suits are ready. You're good to go," they heard Aviva say from behind them, holding up the suits for them.

"Thanks, Aviva!" Chris delightfully grabbed his suit, followed by Martin just as he finished his drink.

Now they were ready to leave.

"Let's go, bro!" Chris grabbed his bag and headed outside, followed by Martin.

"Wait up!" he called, his voice sounding unusually pained...

Four hours later, the brothers returned to the HQ. Chris came in looking pumped and energetic while Martin...looked like he came back from the dead. He was huffing and sweating, as if he had ran a marathon, only worse.

"Feew... Now that was great!" Chris dropped his bag and stretched in satisfaction.

An very obviously exhausted Martin dropped his bag almost as soon as he walked in and went over to sit down, breathing abnormally fast.

"You alright, MK?" Koki asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He looked at her, forcing an unconvincing smile. "Yeah, m'okay." He faked a smile.

She frowned, still worried for her friend, but then he got up and headed for his room when-

"Hey, Martin, don't think you're getting away that easy." His brother's words caught him off guard. "You were barely moving back there! What was that about?" Chris asked, rather teasingly, but Martin didn't feel like talking to anyone... He just wanted some rest.

He turned around to face his brother and the crew, but before he could say anything, the earth beneath him started to shake, his vision becoming blurry in a matter of seconds. The last thing he remembered was his friends' horrified faces, before everything went black...

The crew's POV

The crew watched in horror Martin swaying uncontrollably, before losing consciousness and heading for the floor. Thankfully, Chris swiftly dashed past Aviva and caught his brother in his arms just in time, his head centimeters away from the ground. He gently layed him down and held his head in his lap, his eyes being closed shot.

"Martin? Martin, wake up!" Chris called out, panic clear in his voice.

He felt Aviva, Koki and Jimmy surrounding them with worried faces. Aviva knelt beside Chris and grabbed Martin's arm, wrapping her hands around his, while Koki was being squeezed by an exaggeratedly nervous Jimmy.

"Ahh- I-Is he okay?! What happened?" The ginger guy asked, stuttering.

Having had enough, Koki forced herself out of his arms then patted his back reassuringly.

"Don't worry, JZ. I'm sure Martin will be fine, but we need to get him to his room and find out what's wrong with him." She looked over at Chris and Aviva; they nodded.

A few minutes later, Martin was laying in his bed, sweatshirtless and breathing heavily, while Aviva examined him closely. The crew watched as she took out a stethoscope from the medical bag and started examining the unconscious Kratt.

Martin's POV

Surrounded by nothing but pitch darkness, Martin felt paralyzed, trapped and unable to speak. He was anxious when he felt a sudden small, cold metallic object pressed against the left side of his chest, but couldn't put a finger on it.

Just then, he started hearing indistinct familiar voices echoing near him...

The crew's POV

Chris, Koki and Jimmy were watching anxiously as Aviva examined Martin.

"Hmm... His heart beat is a little faster than usual," she remarked, before taking out an infrared thermometer gun to measure his temperature.

Her eyes widened.

Chris leaned in and looked over at the indicated temperature. "103,5 F?!" he exclaimed, now more worried than before.

"So, what's wrong with him?" Jimmy asked, both he and Koki filled with concern.

"Influenza," Aviva sighed, rubbing her bridge nose.

The crew gasped, then exchanged sad and worried expressions.

"The flu?" Chris whispered to himself, guilt rushing through him as he felt stupid for not realizing it earlier. He mentally beat himself up for being so oblivious.

"But don't worry guys, all he needs is to stay in bed, stay hydrated and take some meds for about a week or two," Aviva reassured, putting away the medical material and instead taking out some OTC medication.

"And these will ease his symptoms," she clarified, placing them on Martin's night table. "Now, all we can do is let him rest."

As they were heading out, Chris pulled a chair close to his brother's bed. "I'll stay here," he insisted with a sad tone.

The others only nodded understandingly as they walked out the door.

"Just make sure he takes those pills when he wakes up," Aviva reminded, earning a nod from him without turning his head. She sighed and exited the room, following the others.

Cue silence, followed by a sudden moan from Martin. Chris eagerly placed a gentle hand on his brother's burning forehead, a few sweat drops slowly making their way on his pillow, making it wet. That, and a reddish color dusting his face, made Chris frown deeply. He got up to go get something...

Moments later, he returned with a bowl full of water along with a white wash cloth, then placed them on the night table. As he sat on his chair, he noticed his brother's head twisting a little as he groaned in pain. He dipped the wash cloth in the water, rinsed it, then carefully massaged Martin's forehead, who flinched at the contact of the cool damp wach cloth.

Chris went on like that for a while then, not knowing when, fell asleep, his head resting on one arm whith the other still holding the wash cloth...

Hours later, Chris woke up to a sudden movement. His eyes flung open as he looked down at his brother, who was slowly waking up.

He held his hand with hopeful eyes. "Martin?" Chris called in a whisper.

Martin groaned before half-opening his bloodshot eyes, he opened his mouth to say something but his sore throat prevented him. Instead, a weak cough came out.

"Shh... It's alright, bro. I'm here." Chris softly caressed his head with the back of his hand; Martin let out a quivering sigh.

In sudden remembrance, Chris grabbed the medicine on the night table along with a cup of water, giving Martin a sad smile.

"Here, Aviva says you need to take these to get better."

With slight hesitance, Martin slowly sat up with a grunt. His head had never felt heavier. He took the pills before gulping down some water. Chris took the cup from his hand then turned to him, not knowing what to say...

"Hey, Martin, I-" he couldn't look into his eyes. "Sorry for being a pain earlier, I didn't know you weren't feeling-"

He was cut off. "No, it was my fault." He heard Martin say with a hoarse voice, now looking into his eyes. "I should've said something instead of going along."

They both looked at each other for a brief moment, then let out sheepish chuckles.

"So... how are you feeling?" Chris suddenly asked, feeling his brother's temperature again.

"Agh... M'head and muscles hurt, and my throat's killing me," he forced out with an achy voice.

Chris sighed as he tucked him back in bed, adjusting his blanket.

"Just stay in bed and rest. I'll go make you some soup, you must be starving." Chris assumed, acknowledging the fact that Martin had not only eaten nothing the entire day, but that he'd not have much appetite at the moment.

"Thanks, bro." He heard Martin manage behind him.

"You don't have to thank me, bro." A small smile crossed Chris' face.

He then left the room, allowing his brother to get the rest he needed.

[noodles-and-tea]

Our hextech dream….

[spookberry]

🌲 Oregon Miku 🌲

[black-quadrant]

y’all remind yourselves your account is your space. you’re not a performance. you’re not annoying by being yourself. if people aren’t into it they can leave. you’re not obligated to please anyone, especially at the cost of your personal expression. the worst thing you can do for your online enjoyment is to filter or censor yourself.

[drdisasterarts]

stardust to stardust // inspiration -> "The Kiss" by Gustav Klimt

edit: reblogs r appreciated plsplspls😖💕‼️

[zan0tix]

STRILONDE ATTACK!!

[totallyredacted]

has anyone done this yet

[stealingyourbones]

I need Danny to say the most terrifying sentences casually near other heroes.

After a battle Phantom is looking at his uniform and his hands. “I think my skin is moving.”

The Flash whips his head around to look at Phantom, “I’m sorry what?”

Phantom is already nonchalantly floating away to go help civilians.

[adaki]

Wanted to do some biblically accurate mh art

[akiiame-blog]

Had this scenario in my head for a while. I love expanding on the relationship of my two favorite Mario characters from the games.

[rendevok]

Act I ~ The Prince

A tapestry for Let No One Sleep by @azalawa-scroggs on ao3

[rystiel]

i keep seeing people say the doctor shouldn’t have feelings for rogue because he’s married to river…? river song… who has also married multiple people… one of the most polyamorous characters in the show…?

[noodles-and-tea]

also what about an inverse twins in time au where ford went back to the 60's and stan stayed in the 80's?

Oh this is super interesting

[aetherprism]

what do you mean they put hlvrai references in tf2 what do you mean valve knows about hlvrai

[om000o]

hello ii nation of tumblr dot com

[damnwhattaman]

Youngin