A Medical Emergency Pt.2

Howdy friends! It’s wee bairn Marlo, coming to you live from a family holiday to Montreal. So many of you asked for a second part to my prompt surrounding doctor Claire and patient Jamie, which I have since dubbed A Medical Emergency (which you can read here). And, considering how angsty the last few TSS fics have been (blame Kaitlyn and Mikayla), I figured it was time to deliver some fluff for your amusement!

As always, a major thank you to my Kilt Kult buddies and fellow TSS mods for keeping me on track and reassuring me that my writing isn’t trash. Also, I owe all of you a major shout out as well, as I would never have written this fic without your overwhelming positive response. So, thank you thank you thank you from the very bottom of my heart!


It was two weeks before Claire could stomach facing Jamie again. The surgery had been a success, and Claire had meticulously mended the shattered bones of Jamie’s hand. She hadn’t counted on the infection that set in, keeping him bedridden and feverish for nearly a week. Claire couldn’t help but feel responsible.

“It happens all the time LJ. I wouldn’t worry about it.” said Joe Abernathy, Claire’s fellow doctor and hospital confidante. She knew that there was nothing she could have done, that infections happen and it was out of her control, but the thought of seeing Jamie in more pain, with even the smallest chance of it being by her hand, was too much to bear. She didn’t know what is was about this Scot: his bull-headedness, the way his nose crinkled when he smiled at her as she was wheeling him into surgery, or how peaceful and innocent he looked under anesthesia, the softness of his face making him look like a child. Whatever it was, Claire found herself experiencing feelings she had never felt before, and it left her simultaneously terrified and exhilarated.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, and Claire had just finished a run of the mill appendectomy. Granted with a brief reprieve, she quickly cleaned herself off before heading to the on-call room, eager to take a quick rest before her pager summoned her again. Unfortunately, she found herself having to cross through the recovery wing, where Jamie lay behind the closed door of room 263. Claire had continued to follow his case, coercing nurses into providing valuable intel on his condition and moral.

“Yes, he is eating.”

“No. He doesn’t have a fever.”

“If you’re so interested Doctor, why don’t you go ask him yourself?”

Still, Claire refused to step foot in that room. The nagging guilt in her stomach surrounding his prolonged hospitalization, coupled with the more puzzling stirrings deep in the pit of her stomach, wouldn’t allow her to walk down the white tile hall leading up to his room. Unfortunately, she currently had no other option.

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Harry Potter 20th anniversary

In honor of this celebration here are a few of my fave moments from the 3 parody musicals by Starkid. In no particular order.

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That’s all I can think of for now.

Happy Harry Potter Day everyone!


“Oh, I don’t know..”

More Than Words Can Say

Summary: Yuuri gets sick with a cold in Hasetsu and loses his voice! How will he and Victor be able to communicate? How will Victor care for Yuuri? Takes place somewhere between episodes 5 and 6.

I’ve been harboring this idea of a sickie who entirely loses their voice for a long time (which I guess is why it ended up being so damn long. I tried to shorten it, I really did try!). This was supposed to be a bit crack-like but surprisingly ended up containing a lot more fluff. In fact, there’s barely even any whump in here. Oh well! Without further ado, please enjoy!

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Power Rangers Director Says Sequel Talks Are Taking Place
The status of the Power Rangers movie franchise has been up in the air ever since the final box office figures came in. Lionsgate and Saban’s big screen reboot, directed by Dean Israelite, enjoyed a big opening weekend, domestically, but ticket sales quickly tailed off and the movie ended up $85 million on home shores. In China, where a strong performance had been widely predicted, it didn’t manage to perform well at all, taking around $4.2 million and putting Power Rangers on a worldwide total of $140 million. Figures like that mean that any chance of a sequel, much less a multi-movie franchise as originally conceived, is unlikely. Thanks to toy sales, though, relating to both Power Rangers movie and Power Rangers: Ninja Steel TV show, we could well see a sequel sometime in the future.

First of all, this is incredible. This has been an active writing blog since October, and never in my wildest dreams would I have 100 followers, let alone close to 2,000. All of your responses to my fics this week have been positively heart-warming (even though I tried to destroy y’all with angst) and I can’t thank you guys enough.

If I can get to 2,000 by the end of July, I’ll do something special for you all, and I’m thinking headcanons, but we shall see…

Thank you all again. The spn family is truly remarkable.

Poetry, an A-Z (cont’d.)

@humanschallenge Week 4 Day 3: Sequels

The final part of my sequel to ‘Poetry’ by @nachocheese-itsmycheese

The first part of the sequel was posted here.

Part 3: Castillo, Ana

Max and Leo were setting up for the Robotics Soc meeting, and Leo was looking more morose than usual.

“Leo, you have to let her know,” chided Max gently.

Leo, who had confided nothing to Max about anything, looked up in surprise. “How do you..?”

“You can’t keep a secret from me.” Max carefully laid the discussion topic sheets out on the table between them.

“I’m glad. I’ve got so many secrets, I can’t keep track,” reflected Leo sadly. “Anyway, she’s clearly into Mr ‘I’m tall and blond and recite terrible poetry’.”

“I have seen you together. She likes you. She laughs at your jokes,” countered Max, ignoring Leo’s jibe at his love rival.

“Well, that’s something…” replied Leo wryly, then said no more as the first people started to arrive. Max knew he would be thinking it over though, and he smiled to himself at the idea of playing Cupid.

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