#got xrays and an assessment

[futureofthemasses]

Can't afford to have teeth in these times lads

[audiovisualrecall]

So went to the endodontist bc I figured it might be worth a shot to see if they can assess the tooth and possibly fix it so I don't have to remove it, or at least confirm that it is in fact not saveable before I go to the oral surgeon. Got there, did a high-quality xray, they can't see a crack but the dark area of the infection is visible, and obvs there's something up with the tooth. They say we can try to redo the root canal and try to save the tooth, but there's a chance it won't be saveable and they'll have to just fill it and send me to the oral surgeon anyway. Had an anxiety attack, cried, texted my mom, made the decision to give it a go and see.

...yeah, there's not enough structure left of the tooth to save it, it needs to be removed and have an implant put in. Sigh. Now I am 3/4 numb still but the painful areas are now Very painful while my tongue and some other areas are still numb, everything aches, and it cost $1200 to do that 🙃 but at least I know for sure, and hey, the post and crown are out of the way at least??

I'm totally gonna need to call out the day after the extraction tho, I would actually call out for my shift tomorrow bc Pain. but we're gonna be too busy. Of course the extraction is the day after inventory and 2 days before new years eve. Yay. And I'm scheduled to work from the day after the extraction thru new years day. Why tf we're closed on Christmas day and Not new years idfk.

[blatantescapism]

Cw: teeth, dental malpractice, vent post, don’t worry I have a competent team now

I’ve been going in to the dental school almost every week for more than a year now, getting major work done on about two-thirds of my teeth.

Thanks to the fun combo of weird recessive genes and literal malpractice, my teeth are messed up in interesting and expensive ways.

On the outside, they look fairly normal.

My hobby is watching the students quietly freak out when they see the X-rays.

There’s a committee of professors arguing about the situation with my lateral incisors. Still no agreement, because all options are bad. I was given incredibly botched dental implants when I was too young, and now there’s no obvious way to salvage the upper jaw without a risk of breaching through to the nasal cavity.

While they argue that over, we’ve been slowly working across my lower jaw.

Today was a consultation regarding the botched molar root canal. Because I’ve had dental malpractice on four completely separate occasions.

The endodontist started the visit by being like “Best practice is usually to save the tooth rather than extraction. We will take images and make a plan.”

and I was like, okay, so, FYI, Lidocaine doesn’t work normally on me, when the Third Malpractice Dude originally did this root canal he hit the maximum safe dose only halfway through and then tried to get through the next forty minutes of literally shredding my nerve ends with zero painkiller, and then he gave up and had me come back for a second session, and the same thing happened again, so please don’t do that to me a third time?

She was like ooookay, noted.

I was like so the other thing that happened was a tool broke off inside one of the roots, and the guy couldn’t figure out how to remove it, so he left it in there as packing material? I guess he was getting frustrated with my uncontrollable sobbing and just wanted to be done with that root. That must be how the infection got pushed down to where it’s currently eating at the bone, haha. Anyway that bit of metal is still stuck in there, plus he used another metal rod in the packing?

She was like that’s a complication, but I am an esteemed specialist in repairing root canals, and in the standard xray it looks reasonable.

I was like okay and also I’ve been told that my roots are in a really weird shape, and very close to the major nerve?

She was like well, the 3D images have almost finished compiling, we shall assess all of these factors together and decide.

The 3D images loaded.

We looked at the coronal view.

I was like “Wow. Obviously, NO.”

She was like “Let me help you schedule with Extraction. I have GOT to show this to the attending physician. It was lovely meeting you!”

[bengesko]

I had an exam last month for xrays and a general exam for my disability, but the doctor no-showed. I took pictures of the sign he left on the door, called SSA, told them what happened, etc.

I was told I wouldn't be penalized, but they weren't sure if my case worker would reschedule.

Just a few days ago I got another appointment scheduled with a new doctor, but it's for a psychological assessment. I'm not pursuing any mental health related disability...

so I'm like... super worried.

[lickthatbattery]

sorry for whining truly i am but every time i have gotten out of bed since getting in it last night, i've started crying from the amount pain it puts me in. i couldn't even get halfway to sleep at any point because this shit hurts so bad. i don't know what to do

[doberbutts]

I can't sleep so you get to deal with me here.

When I brought Creed to his primary last Thursday, I reported additional tumors and also a significantly decreased ability to hold both urine and bowel movements. I was taking him out every couple hours, and being woken in the night to take him out, and he was STILL going on the floor as he raced outside to potty.

My primary suggested surgical removal of the tumors we could see on his skin, and a neuter. Why the neuter? Because he was an intact male and it would help with inappropriate marking in the house.

Mast cell is skin cancer. I asked for an ultrasound or an xray, as I suspected the reason he couldn't "hold it" was much more sinister considering he was a very clean dog and has not marked in the house since catching hell for it at 5 months. Knowing the initial tumor we removed was grade three, knowing that we were five months since surgery and with regrown tumors, knowing that everything I'd read online said that if the tumor grows back (which it did) average lifespan is 6 months from initial surgery, knowing that he was a 7.5 year old doberman with pedigree history of cancer and known cancerous cells within him, I highly doubted the elimination in the house had anything to do with behavioral/hormonal marking.

My primary turned me away, saying that if I wanted to go "that route" instead of the one they'd suggested, I'd need a specialist. Make no mistake, they do have both an ultrasound and an xray machine in their practice. Creed was filled with tumors a week later. It's hard to think that they wouldn't be able to see the true cause of his troubles if they had just tried it. But because I'd refused the surgery, saying that there's not much point in continually removing masses when we know it's high grade mast cell that is just going to regrow and continue spreading and who knows what's going on internally, they wanted nothing to do with it.

After searching for somewhere to get us in for an ultrasound for a week, Creed decided for me, and we went to the ER vet where the ultrasound immediately confirmed my suspicions. He was riddled with tumors and they were pressing on his organs and causing all sorts of bad things to happen inside of him. Last week my primary said they saw no reason to euthanize him at this stage and that his prognosis should be pretty good if I would just sign off on surgery and neuter.

I'm glad I trusted my gut. With the arrhythmias he had he would likely have died on the table, and even if he survived surgery removing the skin tumors and his testicles would have done nothing to stop the tumors inside of him from continuing to destroy him, and he would have died anyway likely in even more pain and with more complications being fresh off of surgery. They wanted to operate on a dog who was, let's be serious, a week away from dying without checking first to see if opening him up would even be worth it.

I do have vets I like, though the ones I liked at this particular practice left during the pandemic. I do have vets I trust. But it's hard to swallow "trust vets" and "vets know more than you" discussions when things like this happen. The specialists at the ER vet agreed with my initial assessment and gave him the ultrasound I'd asked for without question. They voiced disapproval of the primary doctor just suggesting surgical removal of the surface tumors and a neuter "to see if it helps" without first checking for internal tumors- an idea I got from researching mast cell cancer in dogs myself on my own time. They found it disingenuous to tell me his chances were good with skin tumor removal without making sure nothing sinister was happening on the inside, especially with known high grade mast cell cancer which is known for attacking organs and lymph nodes in the late stages of the disease.

This is not the first time I've had to outright tell a vet no, I have done my own research on this, and you are not following best practice procedure. And I hate that I have to effectively be one of "those customers" in order to advocate for my dog.

I don't distrust their doctorate degrees. I just have a hard time trusting that they're 100% right in all their recommendations just because they have more schooling than me when I, a layperson, can see they're not following correct procedure in a 5 minute Google search.

I'm not going back to that primary. The last reason I wanted to stay just moved back to Ireland. And the remaining doctor there has lost my trust in a major way.

I'm not saying Creed's death was preventable. He had cancer, it was inevitable. But I think following the route they wanted me to take would have sped up that already very fast process significantly, and I'm glad I opted for the second opinion rather than signing off on a pointless procedure that would have only caused him more pain in the end if he survived it at all.

[xenospacebabe]

Broken Wings

Hawks drabble

A/N: So I imagine for some reason that regular doctors and surgeons are capable of treating Hawks to a fault. But when it comes to his wings, they’re a bit...lost?

Summary: After coping with treating injuries to his wings by himself, Hawks finds himself with a more serious injury than he can handle. He can’t open his wings, or fly. The pain is mind numbing. He finds himself breaking into an animal clinic for some help.

Warning: Broken bones. Mild language

HawksxReader

7am. The doors don’t open until 8:30, but you still had things to do from yesterday that weren’t even started. Clutching your steel tumblr full of coffee that’ll barely scratch the surface of your exhaustion, you stifled a yawn and crawled out of your car. Barely remembering to lock it. You always parked on the side of the building so as not to take up any spaces in front. The key missed the lock a few times before eventually sliding inside and turning to the side.

The moment you turned on the lights, a couple of dogs in the back already started barking, hungry for breakfast and ready to go home. Your veterinary clinic was modest in size, but it was always busy. It was your father’s practice before he retired and passed it down to you after finishing school. Now it was all yours. It was hard work, but your clients were loyal. Many of them have been around since the place opened almost 30 years ago. You were the vet that people would recommend to their friends who needed help and had struggles affording it. Your clinic was the one that everyone knew cared the most about patients rather than money. And it showed. While your profits were great, it wasn’t what you were concerned the most about.

After setting down your things in your office, you tied back your hair into a high ponytail and took a long drink of your “breakfast.” You looked at the white board on your wall, deciding which surgery from yesterday to start on first. Picking the cat spay, you headed towards the back to get started. Passing surgery and into the kennels, you found your patient and greeted her with a sweet voice and scratches on her cheeks.

“Good morning, Sadie. You ready, sweet girl? C’mon.” The cat whined tiredly as you scooped her into your arms to bring into the surgical room. But when you lifted your head and looked inside you screamed. Unfortunately, this spooked your cat and she bolted out of your arms to hide under the kennels.

“AH SHIT! Sadie! Sadie c’mere girl! Who are you?!” There sitting on your operating counter was a man. A shirtless man with enormous wings that nearly filled the small room. He was covered in decently serious lacerations and wounds that made the surface of his skin look like a blue, black, green, and purple water color canvas. He looked terrible with deep bags under his eyes. However, he looked at you through messy strands of hair that hung in his face with a tired but smug expression.

“Really? You don’t know who I am?” He said, his voice croaking out with a subtle groan of pain. Your eyes shifted from his, those golden pools that shined like the sun, to the massive crimson wings. They, too, looked to be in disarray. Feathers stuck out in random places, others crumpled, many painted in blood. However his left hung in a slightly abnormal manner.

“I’m sorry. You shocked me all of a sudden. You’re Hawks right? What are you doing here? How did you even get in? The doors were all locked.” As you finished your statement, a single red feather lifted in mid air and hovered, showing you its bent up quill. He picked the lock with the feather and locked it behind him.

“Sorry. I just-..mmgghh...I think it’s broken. And the clowns at the city hospital the commission would send me to aren’t capable of fixing it. I found you online, you do exotics, right? Birds and stuff?”

All the while he was explaining his situation, you were assessing his condition. The area that connected the wing to his back appeared incredibly swollen, and slightly out of place. Without thinking, you reached out to palpate the area causing him to immediately flinch and groan out loud.

“Sorry! Sorry. I’m used to my patients being-...well animals. But yes, I’m a small animal and exotics vet. There’s a couple birds I’ve been treating for a long time.” Now this time, as you were talking, Hawks had his eyes trained on you. He was listening to every word you spoke intently. “Some of them were my dad’s patients before he retired. Shows how old they can get.”

Hawks braced the cold steel of the table, crouching forward some. His skin seemed damp with sweat, the pain he was in must have been affecting his body temperature. You needed to act quickly if you were going to save his wing.

“Okay, so. I have to touch it. I need to get a couple xrays to see if we have any breaks and we’ll go from there. I don’t....all I have are sedatives for animals. Would that..?”

“It’s fine, ain’t no pain out there that I can’t handle.” He looked at you with a charming smirk, clearly flexing his pain threshold to impress you. Because he looked you up and down and liked what he saw. Even in those scrubs which were relatively form fitting but patterened in cartoon cats and dogs.

“I’m serious. This is really going to hurt. Are you-“

“I said I can handle it.” Hawks snapped, frustrated with the questions now. He just wanted the pain to stop. And besides, that cute look on your blushing face was too good to miss.

“Alright...well...first you need to help me find my cat that you scared off.”

“You mean this one?” Appearing in front of you held under the arms and the butt by a trio of feathers was your very angry, very sleepy cat. You sighed in relief and retrieved her into your arms. It took some settling to calm her down but you were a natural with all animals. It came so easily. She was comfortable in her kennel when you set her back inside and you felt your brain shift gears.

You first had to get your hands on the wing. Just to get a feel of what you were working with. You’d never seen such beautiful, red feathers before. Even though you saw parrots and other birds daily. These were just...breathtaking. But even the most beautiful wings didn’t stop the pain of broken bones. Hawks groaned behind tight lips when you gently palpated the swollen wing. Inside you felt the distinct break and slight crunchiness that accompanied it. The growling in his throat didn’t frighten you, after all, you dealt with aggressive animals day in and day out.

“Y-you almost finished there, Doc? Agghh...” He finally outwardly complained when you flexed his wing. Your hands were gentle but it was still nearly unbearable. Slowly and carefully, you folded his wing back down into its natural resting position.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I know it hurts. But thank you for holding still. Alright. Let’s do some xrays.”

After some struggling and repositioning, and many awkward brushes of hands and faces, you and Hawks were successful in taking some clear shots of what you determined was a broken wing. You didn’t notice his eyes on you as you explained it to him. The room was dark, illuminated only by the backlight box that made it possible to see the xray photos. But he was studying your face quite intently.

The space between your eyebrows crinkled a little when you would point to a specific spot on the xray in concentration. When you were quiet in thought, your tongue pressed against your cheek or you nibbled your bottom lip. The slope of your nose was accentuated by the pale shine of the light box to make it look like you had a cute button nose. Everything you were saying filled his ears but didn’t register as anything coherent. Eventually, you noticed.

“Hawks? Are you okay? Are you in pain?” Your voice brought him out of the trance he’d slipped into and he blinked rapidly to soothe his eyes. He hadn’t blinked once.

“Oh! Uh-...aheh...I’m fine. And please...call me Keigo.”

“Keigo?”

“Yeah, that’s my real name. Hawks is just my hero name. I can trust you, yeah?” He looked down at you with those eyes that you swore were glowing and swallowed harshly. Suddenly your throat was dry.

“R-right! I knew that. Keigo...so...like I said. The break is pretty clean. Luckily there’s no fragments or splinters that would make a problem.”

“So what can you do to fix me?” He lied, though, about being in pain. Broken bones were painful enough. But a broken bone that carried the heavy weight of his wing was absolutely agonizing. However, years of working as a pro hero conditioned him into hiding his pain from his enemies.

“Well, there isn’t a lot we can do. Other than immobilize the wing so the bone can heal back together.”

That got his attention.

“Immobilize? You mean I can’t-“

“Fly. Yeah. Not forever, but for a while. You’d have to come back every now and then for xrays so I can see how the healing is progressing. Given the size, I’d imagine...6 weeks?”

6 weeks? Of no flying? Hawks hadn’t spent that long out of the sky in so long that he wasn’t sure he remembered what it felt like to walk anywhere. You could see the panic in his eyes, beads of sweat formed on his neck and forehead. So you reached out and placed your hand on his shoulder to try and comfort him. He froze, not sure of what to do.

“Sorry! Sorry.” You quickly withdrew your hand. “That’s a habit. I always try to comfort the parents of my patients when they get difficult news.”

“No no, it’s-...you just surprised me.” He reached for your hand and returned it to his shoulder which was still bare. You hadn’t even realized he hadn’t redressed after finishing the radiographs. Your palm rested on his shoulder, his skin was warm to the touch. Your thumb gently stroked the end of his collarbone as you often did to support your clients. Beneath your fingers you felt the impressive muscle he had, in spite of appearing relatively lean, the muscle tone of his torso was quite defined. You imagined it had to be in order for him to fight villains and hold himself aloft while flying.

“I know it’s a difficult thing to hear. Your wings take you everywhere, I’m sure. But this won’t last forever, okay?” Something about your voice was so soothing to his fried nerves. But you’d never know because of how cool and composed he made himself appear.

“You don’t mind?” Hawks felt his anxiety dissolve when he thought about getting to see you next. It was a strange feeling, but he knew he could trust you. Those pretty eyes of yours really spoke volumes.

“Of course not. Now let’s get you taped up and on your way. I’m sure you’re exhausted, no doubt whatever broke your wing has you worn out.”

“Heh you can say that again.” There it was, his suave and too-cool demeanor. But you didn’t mind it. You were sure it was just a front he was used to keeping up. After all, you were just a civilian and he couldn’t afford to let anyone know just how weak he was.

You managed to tape and place Hawks’ wing in a makeshift splint. He refused any medication but you could tell by the way he white knuckled the table that he was in pain. A majority of the time, your patients were under anesthesia when setting broken bones. So you had to be careful this time about how heavy handed you were. By the time you were finished, you had less than 10 minutes to get him out the door before your techs and kennel attendants showed up for work.

“Come see me in a week. We’ll take more xrays and make any adjustments if you need them. Try to keep the splint dry, and rest. I mean it, Hawks.”

“Alright, Doc. I’ll be a good little bird just for you.” The winged hero winked at you as he slipped out the back door. You felt your heart leap into your throat and cheeks burn up as a result. Just as he disappeared, you heard the sounds of your employees coming in and quickly closed the door and composed yourself.

“Morning, Doc!” One of them said as you appeared in the exam area. You smiled and waved, reaching into the pocket of your white coat with your other hand. Something was in there. You looked inside and saw red. A feather. Unbeknownst to you, Hawks had slipped one of his feathers into your pocket. You couldn’t fathom why, but you felt a strange sense of comfort when you ran the tip of your finger along the center spine. It quivered when you did so.

“Ungh...” In an alley a block away, Hawks had to brace a brick wall with one hand. His insides trembled as he sensed you touching his feather. Even he didn’t know why he left one with you. But the thought of parting made him remarkably...sad?

“Get it together, Keigo...” He muttered to himself, shaking his head and continuing back home. It would be a long 6 weeks out of the sky, but at least he’d be able to see you.

A/N: This was longer than I anticipated omg. Does anyone think I should continue?

[possiblyimbiassed]

Ships and Cars - The Sign of Code

There have been lots of discussions about code in BBC Sherlock, and the possible metaphorical meaning of different things that appear frequently in the show, such as coffee/tea, water/fire, dogs/cats and many more. This show indeed seems filled with ciphers, code and secret messages. In this meta (X) I tried to decipher the encrypted name of the fishing boat that Sherlock and John hijacked in TFP, when it was called upon from Sherrinford: “Golf-Whisky-X-ray”. 

The Ship coding

At first I thought this was referring to the international spelling alphabet for wireless communication (X, X) where there’s a word for each letter. “GWX” didn’t make much sense to me, though, until I stumbled upon something deeper: ‘Golf’, ‘Whisky’ and ‘X-ray’ are also part of the marine Code of Signals (X) that was established in Britain around 1850. It’s still used by water vessels to communicate important messages regarding safety of navigation and such, and the signals can be sent by, for example, flaghoist, signal lamp or flag semaphore. Conan Doyle worked on a ship at least in 1880 and 1881, so the signals could totally have been known to him already in Victorian times. And since Sherlock and John are on board a boat in TFP, 

I think it’s reasonable to assume that the marine code is the relevant one here. In this signal code, the flags for “Golf”, Whisky” and “Xray” mean the following:

Golf = “I require a pilot.” 

Whiskey = “I require medical assistance.”

”Xray = “Stop carrying out your intentions and watch for my signals.”

Which in other words could be read as:

I need a pilot (a maritime pilot to help me navigate)

I need a doctor

Pay attention to code

But is this use of marine signals something that only appears in BBC Sherlock? Is it Mofftiss’ own idea to use them, or could there possibly be any canon references to them? In the discussion that followed my meta (X)  @frailtyofgenius​ pointed out to me that ACD’s canon actually does mention “Naval signals” in His Last Bow (LAST), which I think might be very significant. And the one who uses the naval signals is Holmes himself.

Continued under the cut, because this is reeeally a long ‘transport’... ;)

So I took to read LAST and realized that there are several ’naval’ references (my bolding) in this story by Conan Doyle. In the beginning, as a romantic landscape framework, we’re told about the surroundings of the German spy Von Bork’s house:

Above, the stars were shining brightly, and below, the lights of the shipping glimmered in the bay.

LAST takes place on the English east cost, near the port of Harwich. The spy Von Bork is chatting with Baron Von Herling, a German diplomat, bragging about the intelligence he’s gathered for his country, and then he shows the Baron the contents of his safe:

And all in four years, Baron. Not such a bad show for the hard-drinking, hard-riding country squire. But the gem of my collection is coming and there is the setting all ready for it.” He pointed to a space over which “Naval Signals” was printed.

But apparently the naval authorities have changed the code: 

“But you have a good dossier there already.” “Out of date and waste paper. The Admiralty in some way got the alarm and every code has been changed.”

So Holmes, posing as the Irish-American spy Altamont, is supposed to bring new ones. I think the real ‘feature of interest’ in this story, however, is the coding that Holmes/Altamont uses in his telegram to the German spy:

“Will come without fail to-night and bring new sparking plugs. ALTAMONT.”

And the conversation between Van Bork and the Baron continues:

“Sparking plugs, eh?” “You see he poses as a motor expert and I keep a full garage. In our code everything likely to come up is named after some spare part. If he talks of a radiator it is a battleship, of an oil pump a cruiser, and so on. Sparking plugs are naval signals.”

So here in ACD canon we’re explicitly told that the spark plugs, the ignition of the car’s engine (which generates an explosion in the engine’s combustion chamber) actually represents code - marine code. And other car references, according to Van Bork, are also marine code. I can’t help wondering if water was actually meant to represent emotions already in canon? ACD canon is packed with references to water: sea, coast, lakes, ponds, rivers and waterfalls but also ships, steamers, boats, submarines and such. Some of the criminals in canon are seamen and the navy is mentioned in some cases. And in two stories (NAVA and BRUC) the ‘naval’ issues contain secrets of national importance. 

I’d love to try to analyse all the water and boat references in ACD canon and see if/how they tie into emotions, but that’s for another meta. :) But what if something similar is done in BBC Sherlock; what if Mofftiss have used not only canon’s water metaphors for emotions but also the same general secret cipher as Holmes used in LAST? But maybe Mofftiss also took the cipher one step further, interpreting anything car-related not as general metaphors for emotions, but specifically as code for sexuality.

In TFP there’s a great explosion at 221B, and next thing we know, Sherlock and John are aboard a fishing boat, which is called upon with naval signals. But there’s actually very few ships in BBC Sherlock (while canon, as mentioned, is full of them); the fishing boat in TFP is one of very few boats in the show. As for seamen, there’s also very few in the show. Except for the fishing father and son in TFP, there’a also Sherlock’s deductions about the unemployed fisherman and his mother in THoB. @sagestreet​ has written an excellent meta suggesting a significant symbolic meaning of ‘fishing’ in this case (X).

In this self-censored post on John’s blog, however, there’s a cruiser mentioned in the title: Tilly Briggs Cruise of Terror. But we never get to know anything about this case; the post is taken down entirely since, according to John, “the ship’s owners are launching an appeal”. 

Why is this post even there, if no one is allowed to read it? Every other blog post from John has some kind of content in it - at least since he met Sherlock. But this one only has a title (and a teaser in the post before: “I'm going to tell you about a couple of the smaller cases we've been involved in. What really happened on the Tilly Briggs pleasure cruise.” (X))  

So the supposed ‘pleasure cruise’ was turned into a ‘cruise of terror’ and then deleted. Maybe it’s just me, but I strongly suspect this is a clue from the show makers telling us that a certain ‘ship’ is not allowed in BBC Sherlock, for ‘legal’ reasons having to do with the ‘owners of the ship’ (ACD Estate). 

Actually, there’s more info than this about the ship even in ACD canon, although it’s scarce. In The Sussex Vampire (SUSS) “Matilda Briggs” is mentioned in a letter to Holmes from the company Morrison, Morrison, and Dodd: 

“As our firm specializes entirely upon the assessment of machinery the matter hardly comes within our purview, and we have therefore recommended Mr. Ferguson to call upon you and lay the matter before you. We have not forgotten your successful action in the case of Matilda Briggs.” 

After Watson has read it, Holmes explains to him (my bolding): 

“Matilda Briggs was not the name of a young woman, Watson,” said Holmes in a reminiscent voice. “It was a ship which is associated with the giant rat of Sumatra, a story for which the world is not yet prepared.” 

If this is an allusion to a possible relationship between Holmes and Watson, indeed the world would not have been ‘prepared’ in Victorian times, since homophobia was prevalent and same-sex couples illegal. 

Source: (X)

Directly after this, while perusing his lexicon for ‘Vampires’ (the actual topic of the letter), Holmes also mentions another ship that was associated with Victor Trevor’s father’s secret past as a mutinous convict:

“Voyage of the Gloria Scott,” he read. “That was a bad business. I have some recollection that you made a record of it, Watson, though I was unable to congratulate you upon the result.”

Indeed this voyage in GLOR was a ‘bad business’; it ended in mutiny and disaster. The ship Gloria Scott exploded and sunk in the Atlantic, and most of the crew and passengers died.

So, not many ships appear in BBC Sherlock. But instead, there’s plenty of cars in the show. What if all these car references actually somehow actually refer to a ship - a very particular ‘shipping’? ;)

The Cars

So, might these cars code for some hidden secrets? And/or is it possible to tie the car references to ’naval code’, as Holmes claims to do in LAST, assuming that naval = water = emotions but also sexuality? 

Returning to canon, please note that Holmes and Watson (both in disguise) arrive in a car to the scene of this story in LAST. This is one of the very few cars that appear in canon, since they weren’t yet very commonly in use by those times. Holmes’ and Watson’s car is modestly described as “a small car” and “a little Ford” (as opposed to Baron Von Herling’s car, which is a huge limo). But at the end of the story, Holmes says about the little Ford: “Start her up, Watson, for it’s time that we were on our way.” And there they go, happily together, with the criminal tied up in the back seat, heading for Scotland Yard. Sweet, isn’t it? :) This is the very last we see of Holmes and Watson in canon. (Unfortunately, I can’t find any illustration of it).

BBC Sherlock, however, is full of cars. So, if we apply this analogy to BBC Sherlock, what car references can we find that could be translated into marine (= emotional) terms? Well, the first thing that comes to mind is the cab, the taxi, which is Sherlock’s preferred means of transport. 

A taxi has a driver, which is the word that the little girl on the plane in TFP uses instead of ‘pilot’. But we don’t see any taxi boats in the show, do we? In the Unaired Pilot, however, the cabbie drives Sherlock home to Baker Street (not to Roland Kerr’s), and there he tries to ‘kill’ him. One could even assume he makes a kind of sexual innuendo when Sherlock is sprawled face-down on the floor and the cabbie says “I could do anything I wanted to you right now, Mr ’olmes.” 

As I explained in my other meta about marine code (X), a marine pilot is someone who leads a ship through dangerous waters. Mofftiss haven’t included any marine pilots in their show, but they do use aircraft pilots, even if they’re not labelled as such: 

But if ‘driver’ should be read as ‘pilot’, then Jeff Hope - a John mirror - in the Unaired Pilot, the ‘driver’ of the show, guides Sherlock home emotionally and sexually, doesn’t he? ;) 

But there’s more about the signals in LAST. This is what the counter-agent Sherlock ‘Altamont’ Holmes says when he arrives at Von Bork’s place:

“You can give me the glad hand to-night, mister,” he cried. “I’m bringing home the bacon at last.” “The signals?” “Same as I said in my cable. Every last one of them, semaphore, lamp code, Marconi – a copy, mind you, not the original. That was too dangerous.”

This seems very similar to Wikipedia’s explanation of the Marine Code of Signals, as I quoted above: apart from flag hoist, the signals can also be transmitted by, for example, flag semaphores, radio communication or signal lamps. We do have radio communication in TFP, when Sherrinford receives the message from the boat ‘golf-whisky-x-ray’. But are there any signal lamps in BBC Sherlock? Yes, in fact there are - and they’re tied to a car! 

A blinking, grinning Peugeot, no less, in THoB. And it’s definitely connected to sex, because that’s what’s happening inside. ;) Even if we’re lead to believe that this isn’t actually code, John does try (unsuccessfully) to decipher the blinking lights from this car as Morse signals and gets “U M Q R A”.

Apparently this code is not referring to the Marine Code of Signals. But @bug-catcher-in-viridian-forest​ has written an excellent meta (X) deciphering the possible code “UMQRA” as meaning “TORCH”, using the Ceasar cipher, which Sherlock refers to on his website (X) in combination with another cipher. In my opinion this does make a lot of sense. John does indeed use a torch to try to decipher this message, and there are also lots of other possible metaphorical meanings of ‘torch’ in the show. 

So I think it would still be wise to pay attention to code, wouldn’t it?

As for Holmes’ quote from LAST above, “a copy, mind you, not the original”, I’d interpret this at Holmes pointing out that these signals can be copied (’mirrored’?) and also that they can vary in type (I imagine that ‘Marconi’ stands for radio transmission (X)). All in all, these naval signals are of national importance in canon, just like the Bruce Partington Plans and the Naval Treaty. And these are all military top-secrets clearly connected to the British navy. At some point in LAST, believing he has won the spy game, the Baron says:“There may be other lights within the week, and the English coast a less tranquil place!” Seems like the East Wind is coming. ;)

But back to the marine codes and cars: in canon (LAST) the car references hide secrets of national importance, connected to Britain’s naval defense, and some of those secrets, in turn, are encrypted with naval signals. That’s double coding, right? Also: the navy defend British waters and water = emotions.

As for cars, there’s a lot more of them in the show, while canon has very few; cars weren’t in use during most of Holmes’ career. I think LAST is the first time that cars appear in ACD canon? And the spare parts that Holmes/Altamont talks about as code in LAST never actually appear in the story, only the Baron’s limo and Holmes’ little Ford, where Watson is the driver.

But in the modern show there’s plenty of cars, of course; they’re literally everywhere. Many people have long ago pointed out that cars represent transport metaphorically, which is how Sherlock views his bodily needs in the unaired Pilot. Which ties in well with the assumption above that cars also represents sexuality, which is related to emotions even if it’s not the same thing.

But let’s also try to decipher the car references with Holmes’s code in LAST in mind, shall we? Where can we find water and/or possible hints about emotions and/or sexuality?

Apart from the taxis, which run like a red thread through the episodes (ASiP, TBB, TGG, ASiB, TRF, HLV, TST), and the abundance of police cars and ambulances, I can think of the following:

Mycroft’s black governmental car which is used to kidnap John in ASiP (and other episodes).

If Mycroft represents Sherlock’s brain, this might be about Sherlock trying to examine and test John with his intellect, to get an idea of who John is and what to expect from him. But this task is driven by his car - bodily needs - and behind them there’s still emotions, if we apply Sherlock’s code in LAST.

The first hostage’s car in TGG, where she is wrapped up in semtex.

This woman is literally trapped inside her car and metaphorically trapped inside her bodily needs, which are threatening to explode (remember Holmes’ ’sparking plugs’ in LAST?) if Sherlock doesn’t solve the puzzle about Carl Powers. And in this screen cap she is literally juxtaposed to Sherlock:

So it seems like Sherlock is now trapped inside his ‘transport’, yes? Still driven by emotions rather than intellect. And he probably sees this as very dangerous.

The finding of The ’dead’ man’s car with (fake) blood in TGG.

This ill-treated transport device (John calls it ”an abandoned sports car” on his blog X) leeds to more cars - Janus cars - and it turns out that the driver - Ian Monkford - isn’t dead; he’s just on ’vacation’ in Colombia (with the real purpose of cashing in his life insurance money). Sherlock figures this puzzle out and the poor fellow wrapped in semtex can breathe out; he’s not going to explode, either physically or emotionally. And no-one is dead in this case, but the driver faked his own death to avoid exposure and get his ‘security’.

The car with a dead body in the boot in ASiB

Licence plate: PYO3 HYN. The dead man in this car was destined for Germany according to his tickets - another ‘vacation’? But he never reached there; his plane crashed but he wasn’t in it, because he was already dead - trapped in his transport a car. Now, this case seems intimately connected with Sherlock in the boot of Mrs Hudson’s Aston Martin in TLD (see below). Except that Sherlock was being transported alive in that boot, but this guy is dead.

The client’s back-firing old SAAB in ASiB

The client stops near a wetland area and a stream because of problems with his engine. The driver - a John mirror? - tries to fix his ‘engine’, but the old car just won’t start. Sherlock analyses this case in his (drugged) Mind Palace together with his libido Irene Adler.

People have pointed out long ago (sorry for not remembering who - was it LSiT?) that the back-firing SAAB engine in the hiker case in ASiB might represent John’s dysfunctional sexlife with women; Sarah in specific and probably their trip to New Zeeland after TGG. (Maybe this is also why Sherlock in TSoT, when John has just been married to Mary, deduces that one of the wedding guests - a doctor - has ‘erectile dysfunction’?)

Irene’s black car in ASiB

Licence plate: SKO8 ZYL. This black car, which has a private driver, is used to transport John to the Battersea station on New Year’s Eve in ASiB. In spite of being in midwinter, Battersea seems to be flooded with water. And this is the place where Irene exposes John’s sexual relationship with (or at least interest in) Sherlock while Sherlock is listening to the conversation from another room, but John declares that “I’m not actually gay”. This car is so similar to Mycroft’s black car (see above) that John thinks this is Mycroft who kidnaps him again. If Irene represents Sherlock’s libido, what does her black car stand for?

Sherlock’s and John’s hired Land Rover in THoB

Licence plate: OEI0 HFK. The Land Rover is a British car, known for its four-wheel drive and vast off-road capacity. Sherlock drives this car to “deepest, darkest Devon” with John in the passenger seat, so it seems like they were prepared for a ‘bumpy ride’. And this car actually has a visible spare part; an extra wheel in case of emergency:

And their journey really became ‘bumpy’ - at least on an emotional level, since they were both dosed with a fear-inducing gas, had a quarrel, and the gay couple who were running the Inn where they were staying took for granted that they were indeed a couple too.

John’s and Mary’s car in HLV and in TST

Licence plate: SP56 LJY, black Audi. Mary is the driver in HLV. (By the way, why has this car the steering wheel to the left, in a country with left-hand traffic?). Here we’re presented with the interesting idea from the billboard that “Information is the power to change 1895″. In HLV we actually do see something like a spare part for this car; John’s tyre lever. ;) (which looks more like some sort of pipe key, if you ask me, but whatever; it’s still a spare part - or at least a ‘tool’ - associated with John’s transport car):

So this would be consistent with Holmes’ cipher in LAST. And this spare part is treated with very sexual overtones in HLV, so I think the influence of Sentiment and Sex is pretty clear here.

Mrs Hudson’s red Aston Martin in TLD

License plate: APIS CXJ. Now, this is a really interesting and beautiful car I think, and it shows its capacity when it goes speeding in TLD. Mrs Hudson has more resources than some people might believe. But John is only allowed to use her sports car - the ultimate symbol of male virility - when he’s off to rescue Sherlock. ;) 

The license plate reads APIS, which I’m sure is a reference to bees and bee keeping, because Apis mellifera is the scientific name of the honey bee. Holmes’ main occupation as retired in ACD canon is bee keeping, which is shown in LAST, where his secret ‘sparking plugs’ turn out to be the Practical Handbook of Bee Culture. ;)) So Holmes stood by his words in his telegram to Van Bork; he did “come without fail to-night” (he came together with Watson) and he did “bring new sparking plugs”. It’s just that the ‘spark’ wasn’t maybe of the sort that Van Bork had expected... 

Anyway, in this scene in TLD, Sherlock is being kidnapped and handcuffed by Mrs Hudson and transported in the boot of that sports car; he’s literally trapped inside the rear end of his transport, which has John as its direct destination. 

Sadly for all of us, however, John refuses to ‘examine this body’, and this is instead done by the John mirror Molly (inside an ambulance), who tells Sherlock that he’s dying and that “it’s not a game”. 

The next time we see this red sports car, however, John is the driver, and he’s using its great capacity as it should be used: to come to Sherlock’s rescue. ;)

Come to think of it, there’s actually at least one more car spare part mentioned in the show, even if it might not be meant as this specific part:

This car has a steering wheel nevertheless, and Sherlock is sitting in the car while saying this. And yes; this show is indeed repetitive when it comes to certain topics. Like ‘transport’, emotions and bodily needs. But I do hope we’ll finally see some new turns on this topic in the next series. ;)

Thanks for your patience in following this marathon meta to its end! Tagging some people who might be interested (please alert me if you don’t want to be tagged):

@raggedyblue​ @ebaeschnbliah​ @gosherlocked​ @sarahthecoat​ @lukessense​ @therealsaintscully​ @thewatsonbeekeepers​ @sagestreet​ @tjlcisthenewsexy​ @thepersianslipper​ @loveismyrevolution​ @shylockgnomes​ @frailtyofgenius​

Screencaps in this meta are in some cases borrowed from this site (X). 

[rotten-dan]

i got the analysis and the Xrays of Cuco to the vet so now we wait for her assessment on what to do

i wanna mention that even tho he peed while waiting for his xrays, he is doing...better? like better than yesterday at least.

i let him sunbathe for an hour bcuz its cold and i was happy to see that he ate a bit, drank water, and also cleaned himself a bit. i cleaned all his things and readied the pet taxi for whenever we go out again.

I also put his lil pillowed box inside a cardboard box that will keep him warmer these days.

lets hope he keeps on hanging on.

also that he does not have rabies bcuz he bit me yesterday and man.

[pbandjesse]

I have chapped lips and I do not enjoy this!! I know its half because I didn't drink enough water at camp, and also just being out in the cold. But man. This is annoying. Im going to have to find a sleep pack for my lips. I have one somewhere I think.

I had a pretty nice day all things considered. I loved my outfit and felt super cute. But I was very nervous about the dentist. I actually had the time wrong. It was 930 and not 9. So I got to stay in bed longer. I decided to drive myself because I was worried about James being late to work. And really I needed to do this alone. So I could like. Process after. Good or bad.

It didn't go to bad. I did forget what floor it was on and panicked in the elevator. I thought it was 3 but it was actually 2 and I recognized the floor when the other girl in the elevator got off there. So I rushed out behind her like a weirdo.

And she was going to the same dentist! I felt like I was following her.

I was prepared to wait a while. There were 3 people in the waiting room before me. But they called me back first? So strange. But I was just being assessed so it made sense I think.

I couldn't stop cracking jokes because I was nervous. They thought my head termites theory was funny. The dental assistant I think was surprised by me? Like I would crack a joke and she would pause before she laughed and we had some nice chats. I was very interested in my xrays. The funny x-ray machine was half broken so I offered to help hold it together so they could get the pictures done quick. Which was more for my benefit because the thing you have to bite on was giving me a cramp in my jaw.

The break is just what I expected. A cavity formed next to a previous filling, which made it break off. But!! It doesn't seem to be close to the root and not that bad overall! So I can probably get away with just a regular smegular filling. So I will go back in a few weeks. The dentist thinks my face pain is my sinus and not my tooth and I should go back to the ENT doctor. We will see if I actually do that.

I wast whistling this morning but I started to in the afternoon. I left the dentist in a pretty good mood. And for some reason I would start whistling like immediately when I went outside. So weird. I went to the fancy organic grocery store in the same parking lot. I got a few things James said we still needed for thanksgiving. And a "celebration roast". Not even because I want to eat it but I think it will be funny to try? And it was on sale so its not the worst if I hate it.

I headed home. It was cold out but it was nice. I got back here and James was baking a pie. The apartment was cold but it smelled so nice.

I had a little early lunch. And worked on styling. And once James was done in the kitchen I got to work on the soup I wanted to make for dinner tomorrow.

I was a little frustrated though because we didn't have everything on the list. So I was like. Upset. I was okay with subbing things but it was annoying. I think mostly I was upset because I was tired and cold.

But the soup came out so good. I added some more spice but the cheesy level to the corn texture is so good! I would have some for dinner. It was great. I am very proud of it. I put some in small jars to freeze for later.

After I finished that I would go sit with James and play animal crossing for a while. I was very tired but I decided not to take a nap so I could sleep a little earlier tonight.

James went out to get some stuff when they had lunch later. I laid on the couch and watched videos. I did more styling. I did some window shopping and made a new wishlist for fun. The sun went down and I wandered around the apartment. It was a nice day.

I got a shower and now I am in bed. Listening to James play dnd. I think Im gong to paint my nails and lay down.

Tomorrow we are going to my parents. My dad is apparently leaving to go to the hospital to have surgery right after dinner and Im really worried but I am trying to just be okay with it. Everything will be okay. I am just really glad I get to go see them.

I hope you all have a nice day tomorrow and you get to safely see your family. Goodnight everyone!

[softdadcarlos]

A little update.

I had an emergency phone appointment. They then asked me to go to the practice so they could assess my shoulder in person and so I walked up that steep ass hill to get seen. They then sent me to A&E. I got seen to and xrayed really quickly, nearly fell asleep several times while waiting for the results.

My shoulder is still in its socket so it's most likely a soft tissue issue. They couldn't give me anything for the pain though despite over the counter meds not working for me. So they gave me a sling and some leaflets. And then a bird shat on my sling on my way home. Luckily I had one at home already thanks to owning a first aid kit. It got on my jumper and just missed my head 😭 It really isn't my day

[etherealwaifgoddess]

Puppy Love

Main Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: A continuation in the What He Wants universe where Bucky and you spend the weekend snowed in with your new puppy.

Warnings/ Content: definitely a warning (spoiler?) the puppy breaks his leg in the snow. It’s not graphic or very descriptive of the injury but it’s a topic and he’s gonna be just fine after the vet trip. But it’s still a little heart breaking because... puppy.

Word Count: 2518

Author’s Note: First off, a HUGE thanks to @lancsnerd who gave me the deets on how to post a fic with the “keep reading” option on an iPad. This fic would not have been posted anytime soon without her help. Also, @lancsnerd is a BRILLIANT fanfic writer so if you haven’t read anything of her’s yet you are missing out and should do so ASAP. Now about Puppy Love... I seriously meant to write just a sweet little fic about Bucky and the reader adjusting to puppy parenthood but.... I’ve been angsty lately. Sorry not sorry. When I was a little kid my dog broke his leg in the same way Poe does and got a little purple cast too. So that’s where that came from. If you haven’t read the rest of the What He Wants series it isn’t super necessary but I’m kinda in love with it so you can find the master list HERE if you want to check it out first.

Okay, I’ve rambled enough for now. Love you all & thanks for reading!! XOXO - Ash

Puppy Love

There was a distinct learning curve for all three of you when Poe arrived. You had visions of early morning snuggles, warm, and cozy in bed with your man and puppy. The reality was something very different.

“Oh no! Not again!” you scold as Poe tries in vain to wiggle his little butt under your blankets. It’s your first weekend morning with him and you just want to sleep in a little. Bucky had taken him out for his morning potty trip and now he was ice cold and far too wiggly.

“Come on, he just needs mama snuggles.” Bucky protests on Poe’s behalf, giving you equally sad puppy dog eyes.

You grumble but make room, allowing both man and beast to slide into the warm bed next to you. It’s barely a minute before Poe and Bucky are both restless and resort to playing peek-a-boo with the comforter. Cold air hits your bare skin and you squeal, displeased with the commotion in your bed. Giving up on your dreams of warm, snuggly weekend mornings you get up to find clothes and start the coffee.

“My boys.” you call out affectionately from the doorway when you return. Bucky is sprawled out on his back with Poe flopped on top his chest, having apparently worn each other out with their play. You set the coffee mugs down on your dresser and pull your phone off of it’s charging station so you can snap a few pictures of the saccharine sweet domestic scene. Bucky grins up at you from the bed and extends his right hand, beckoning you to join them.

Bucky straightens up so you can hand him his mug and Poe reluctantly shifts down onto his lap. He hasn’t bothered to put his prosthetic on yet but he did carefully pin up the empty sleeve on his left; there will be no risking leaving it down in bed and having Poe think it’s a toy again. “I think the snow’s almost here. The wind was picking up a bit while we were out earlier.” Bucky tells you.

“I hate March snow storms, just when you think we’re done… Nope! And I’m sorry it ruined your party, love.” You kiss his shoulder gently to punctuate your apology. You had spent an hour on the phone with Pepper canceling and rearranging everyone’s plans the night before when the severity of the pending storm was confirmed.

“It’s not a big deal, we can go up in two weeks and it’ll be just as fun. ‘Sides, I’d rather spend the weekend curled up with you two anyway.”

Shooting him an indulgent smile you lean your head to rest on his shoulder lightly. As much fun as it would have been to see everyone again, a quiet weekend at home to get adjusted with Poe is a much more appealing option. Bucky is, as you suspected, a completely over the top puppy-dad. He had spent the better part of his nights the past two days finding “the best” dog care items out there from a feeding bowl with a time release function to a cozy dog bed that looked like an actual human bed. Toys were coming in endless supply as well as books on training and Bucky had already started talking about moving Poe onto a “filler free” puppy chow as soon as possible. It was all a bit over the top but Bucky cared so much, you didn’t have the heart to dissuade him.

By noon the storm was in full swing and so were Bucky’s efforts to train Poe. The books all agreed that formal training should wait until he was a little older but Bucky was determined to teach him the basics. So far you had been lucky with no accidents and he wasn’t big on barking so that left what Bucky deemed the “fun” bits of training like responding to small commands to sit, stay, follow, speak, roll over, and shake. You watch quietly over the top of your book as Bucky sits cross legged on the floor with Poe trying to teach him “speak”, mimicking a yipping sound to encourage him. It’s tempting to get a quick video of the ridiculousness for the Avengers group chat but you resist the urge long enough that they moved on to “shake” before you can.

Eventually Bucky hops back up announcing it’s time for another potty break, scooping Poe up in his arms. Bucky dresses him carefully in the little red and black flannel dog coat he had purchased for him, insisting it’s too cold for a tiny dog outside. Bucky had been amazed by next day shipping and the plethora for dog items on Amazon. Not that you had any room to talk, you had found a Bucky-sized coat that matched Poe’s exactly and it was due to arrive later that afternoon. It was too good of an opportunity to pass up and their twinning is guaranteed to bring you endless amounts of amusement each winter.

They are only outside for a minute when you hear a sharp, high pitched yelp followed by Bucky screaming Poe’s name. You bolt up from the sofa, forgetting the blizzard outside and racing into the storm. The ice and snow bite at your sock clad feet and the wind hitting your face stings like needles. You yell for both of them frantically, fearing the worst, until finally Bucky comes into view holding a crying Poe in his arms. Bucky is a mess, eyes large and watering from more than just the storm, his expression panicked. “He got a little far out so I called him back and he was being a good boy and listened but he when he jumped back up on the patio he slipped on the damn ice and fell off. He couldn’t get back up and he’s not letting me touch his back leg now. I think he’s hurt bad. What do we do?” Bucky rambles breathlessly, clinging to the tiny, whining puppy in his arms.

“Okay.” you steel yourself against your own growing concern. They both need you to be strong right now. “Okay, we need to get everyone back inside so we can see what we’re dealing with and go from there.”

Bucky nods and follows you back up to your apartment where you can better assess Poe’s condition. It’s obvious something is seriously wrong by the way Poe keeps his leg curled up close to his body and actually growls when you get within an inch of it. It’s his back right leg and Bucky has been careful not to hold him there. “Let’s set him down and see if he can put any weight on it.” you suggest and Bucky shoots you a look but places him carefully on the floor between you. Poe’s leg stays curled close to his body and he limps three leggedly towards his bowl. “I’ll call the vet now.” you say and Bucky hurries over to pick him up. You watch as Bucky carries Poe over to his food bowl and sits down with him on the floor to hand feed him so he can stay comfortable in Bucky’s arms.

The vet agrees he needs to be seen immediately and they have a 24 hour emergency clinic that can take them. Thankfully Poe and Bucky are already bundled up so as soon as you have your coat and shoes on you are out the door and slowly navigating the roads to the vet’s office. Bucky sits ramrod straight the entire ride, a haunted look in his eyes as he watches Poe, whispering a never ending stream of comforting words to him. His fear and worry are palpable and it’s heartbreaking that things have gone so terribly wrong just a few days into having him.

The emergency vet clinic is empty when you arrive and they take Poe back right away. Bucky glares down the nurse who requests she take him back for xrays and you step in. “Sweetheart, she has to do this. If his leg is broken we need to know.” you tell him softly, rubbing his back in a soothing motion. Bucky nods stiffly and hands over Poe to the patiently waiting nurse. “I know you’re worried, I am too.” you assure him.

“He’s just so tiny. And it’s my fault. I was calling him back and he was hurrying because he’s just such a good boy and then he fell...” Bucky’s voice cracks and he trails off, not trusting his voice to continue.

You wrap your arms around him, pulling him close. “I know, love, I know.” You tuck your head below his chin, snuggling against his still cold coat and letting the contact comfort you both.

It is an agonizing ten minutes until the nurse reappears with Poe. They gave him something for the pain but encourage Bucky to not touch his hurt leg when he takes Poe back into his arms. She tells you the vet will be in to go over the results in a few minutes and thankfully the waiting time is brief.

“Hi folks.” a tall, grey haired woman announces as she joins you in the small exam room. “I’m Doctor Kate, it’s good to meet you, though it could have been under better circumstances.”

You shake her hand and give her a quick smile. She is the vet you were supposed to have Poe’s well check with next month. “I’m Y/N and this is my fiance, Bucky.”

“And this little guy must be Poe.” she reaches out to scritch Poe behind the ears affectionately. “So, we have bad news and good news.”

“Just give it to us straight, doc.” Bucky requests, his voice thick with concern.

“My kind of people.” Dr. Kate gives him a kind smile before continuing, “So your little guy did break his leg when he fell. He’s going to need a cast while that heals but the good news is that puppies heal amazingly fast. About half the time of an adult dog. So we’ll get you all back for another set of x-rays in about four weeks and hopefully the cast will be able to come off then too. Do you have any questions?”

“Do you have any care instructions for while he’s healing?” Bucky asks.

Dr. Kate nods, “Yep, I have a whole bunch of papers printed out for you to go home with. You can start reading over them if you want while we get Poe’s cast on him.”

Bucky thanks the doctor and trades her Poe for the stack of papers. You curl up under his arm to start reading along with him while the doctor takes Poe off to get his cast put on. “He’s gonna be okay.” You remind Bucky.

“I know, but… it’s still hard.” He sighs heavily, scrubbing a hand across his face.

“But we get through it. When have our lives ever been easy?”

Bucky huffs a wry laugh, “Yeah. Pretty much never.”

You tilt your head up to kiss him, needing the grounding connection of your lips against his. A sigh slips from your throat and you nestle in against him when you finally break the connection.

Dr. Kate returns a few minutes later with Poe who is sporting a small purple cast on his broken leg. “Do you have any more questions?” She asks handing the puppy back to Bucky’s eager arms.

You shake your head, “No, I think we’re good for now. Thank you so much for helping him.”

“That’s what I’m here for. You folks have a safe trip home.”

You shake her hand and gather your things to leave.

The ride home is more difficult in the storm than the ride there but the mood inside the car is significantly less tense. Bucky is talking softly to Poe who is looking a little more alert than he had been.

“You know,” Bucky tells him, “I fell and got hurt too, a really long time ago. It was scary but I’m okay now and you’re gonna be okay too. And you, lucky pup, get to keep your leg.”

You take a shuddering breath, trying not to become overwhelmed with emotion while driving. You know exactly what fall he’s talking about and it makes your entire body ache to think about what he had gone through at the hands of HYDRA because of it. How he can so calmly talk about it now is extraordinary but shows he really has been working hard to move on from all the trauma in his past, and god knows there was a lot of it.

Safely back in your apartment, Bucky sets Poe down in his new doggie bed and tucks him in with a tiny fleece blanket which is as necessary as it is cute. He joins you on the sofa where you're curled up to watch Netflix, burrowing in so that his head rests on your chest. You move your arms to hold him, his adrenaline rush from earlier is crashing now that everyone is home safe. Bucky helps pick out a show and you wiggle your way out with a promise to be quick so you can get two tumblers of whiskey. After an afternoon like that, a little whiskey is absolutely called for. With the serum degrading, he’s been able to feel the effects of alcohol again, a new and amusing discover for you both.

You cuddle up once again, letting him use you as a pillow, and hand him his glass. He’s picked out a documentary on the solar system and it doesn’t surprise you in the least. Bucky is fascinated by space and loves learning more about the world outside of your own. He sips his drink slowly and you can smell the sharp sweetness on his breath when he cants his head up for a leisurely kiss.

“He really is gonna be okay.” Bucky says with a long sigh.

You smile down at your poor worried soldier, “Of course he is. A few more weeks and it’ll be like it never happened.”

“Watching him fall into the snow… it was awful. Brought back some memories I wish I didn’t have.”

“I can’t even imagine. But you held it together. You helped our boy and got him to the doctor so he could get patched up. You did everything you possibly could have.”

“I know.” He says slowly, letting his mind catch up to everything he’s feeling, “I know I did. I think I just need a little time to process everything that came up today. It was a lot.”

“Oh, sweetheart, of course. We don’t have to do anything else this weekend except lay together watching space shows and drinking whiskey. If you want to talk I’m here, and if you want to just sit quietly we can do that too. Whatever you need, love.”

“Just need you.” Bucky says into your chest, nuzzling in comfortably.

You card your fingers through his silky hair, watching as your engagement ring catches in the low light. “You got me. Always.”

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[toevenexist]

Breathe

HELLO,  Hello, hello, hi everyone. I am back and writing.

 I don’t know where I am or what ship I’m aboard, I just know that I ship Amelia’s happiness so I’ll write her with whoever she is happy with. I will write her with Owen, and I will write her with Link. 

This is a combination of two Prompts I received;  ‘Hiii! Can you write a fanfic about Amelia falling down the stairs and having broken ribs and Link taking care of her?‘

and a prompt from holynickelclodlamp sent in a DM:  https://reallydontfeelgood.tumblr.com/post/187832557040/a-is-sick-with-a-terrible-chest-infection-and

I decided to pair them and alter them slightly so I wasn’t writing two very simiilar fics. I hope thats alright :)  It’s taking me a little bit to get back into the swing of writing, so any feedback is appreciated!

An ice cold seemed to pulse through her whole body when it hit. Everything inside her rattled and jarred. Amelia lost all sight of up and down, until she was down. Cool, rain splattered concrete graced her with a muted thud. For a moment, time seemed to suspend, and then, suddenly, there was a rush, in the air around her and the air into her lungs. 

Legs clad in blue walled around her, knees bent and she could see faces looming, some familiar. 

“Amelia… Amelia…. Look at me” Meredith was angling her face so it was aligned with Amelia’s. Hands were against Amelia’s cheeks, keeping her head steady.  “Breathe slowly” Meredith told her said, face half illuminated by the ER lights.

 Amelia realised she was gasping, short and shallow. The sky was black above her, rain fell and fled across her face, seeping into her hair. She tried to breathe in deep but felt her throat and chest constrict, something bubbled within one side of her chest and she clawed at her scrub top. 

Pain ricocheted and made her hands and feet tingle.

 ‘What the fuck is happening?’ Amelia thought, squeezing her eyes closed. Her arms were being moved and fingers were pressed against her wrist, her forearm was being squeezed.

She could feel her pulse in her head, tapping against the inners of her eyelids.

Amelia opened her eyes and saw Meredith, crouching beside her, holding her hand. “Okay Amelia, we’re gonna get you on the stretcher” Meredith’s face blurred in and out of focus as she spoke. People crowded around her again then, their arms reaching across and gripping her side.  They counted down from three and pain blurred into darkness. 

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“Co..cold” Amelia spoke into the white noise of rushing oxygen. A warm hand held hers. “Link...” Amelia squeezed it.

 “Amelia…” Owen’s face appeared in front of hers. Amelia winced, a hot tear escaping her eye. “My head, the… strap” Amelia said, hands beginning to shake as her consciousness caught up with the pain. Owen’s eyes opened wider with concern and he reached around her head, knuckles pressing into the pillow as he unclasped the mask. He held the mask against her mouth and nose with his hand, standing beside her. He smiled sadly, running his fingers through the hair at the front of her head.

 Amelia closed her eyes, with a shaking hand she reached up, pulling the mask away. “No Amelia, you need that” He said quickly, holding the mask near her face. 

Amelia shook her head. “What.. where’s Link? What…” her voice was husky and fragile. Owen frowned, looking down. “Link is on his way, he’s just finishing a surgery” He said, swallowing hard and gritting his teeth. Owen and Amelia had been separated for more than a year. 

“What happened?” Amelia said, peering up. Owen pursed his lips, pausing for a moment, before pulling the chair over and perching at its edge. He moved the mask back to her face. 

“You were hit by an Ambulance…” he said. Amelia frowned, confused. “The driver had an MI while driving,” He continued. 

She pulled the mask away again; “What’s wrong with me?” 

“You’re going to be okay, you have a pulmonary contusion, some fluid build up, hypoxia and a few broken ribs.” He placed the mask back over her face and Amelia nodded softly. 

“My head..” Amelia spoke into the mask. 

“Just a bad knock, it’s okay...” 

She let go of Owen’s hand then,  replacing his other hand at her mask. He sat back in his chair, gripping his knees. Amelia could feel his presence at her side even as she closed her eyes. The hand she ghosted over her torso was pale, a canula strapped to the back of it. She pushed down the blankets slightly and pressed gently into the flesh of her chest, less than a millimeter, and felt the bruising. She rolled her head to the side and moaned.  

“How is Alison, and Teddy?” Amelia said, momentarily lifting the mask, wanting to distract herself from her pain.

 Owen cleared his throat, nodding “they’re good, great… Teddy finishes her leave in a few weeks.”

Amelia hummed in response, her eyelids feeling heavy. She peered over to the window, the wind had the rain speeding in diagonal channels, sparkling with fractured light. 

 “Alison, looks just like Teddy...” Owen said, smiling softly, sadly, clasping his hands together. 

The door slammed against the wall then, swinging open to reveal Link. He didn’t even stop to notice Owen. 

“Amelia, Amelia honey” He said, rushing to Amelia’s side, cupping her face between his hands, taking her in. Amelia took in a short breath, lips curling. Link bent at the waist, kissing her forehead. Amelia cried with restraint and clawed at his arms wanting him to hold her. He sat down at her hip, and leant forward. “It’s alright, you’re alright…” 

“I… um I’ll” Owen cleared his throat as he stood. Link looked up, suddenly aware of Owen in the room.

 “I’ll leave you two… feel better soon” Owen said, glancing back down at Amelia, smiling tightly. Amelia nodded. “Thank you…” Link began, “for being with her.” 

Owen simply smiled wider, though the smile faltered quickly, and he backed away, turned and left. 

Amelia pulled her mask away, “I got hit by…” Link nodded, pushing the mask back. 

“It’s okay, Meredith told me,” He said, brushing the pads of his thumbs against her cheeks, wiping away the sheen of tears. “It hurts…” Amelia wept, closing her eyes., “it really…” she huffed, “hurts.” 

Link swallowed, slowly nodding. “I know, I know…” He smiled sadly, eyes heavy and blue. He lifted the mask, pressing his lips to hers, and again to the corner of her mouth, and to her cheek. Link held her head, hands either side of her face, and pressed his cheek to hers.

 Amelia calmed, holding her breath for a moment, closing her eyes. Their cheeks were tacky with Amelia’s tears, and warm, compressed. 

“Okay…” Link whispered, a question and a statement. Amelia hummed, feeling her pain lull slightly. Link pulled back a little, slowly placing the mask over Amelia’s mouth again, “Breathe out slow, bit by bit” he said, holding the mask, “It’s alright, I’ll hold it, just put your arms down…” he said, voice soft and melodic. “Relax” he traced her hairline with his fingertips, across her forehead and down around her ear. “Try and sleep, I’ll be here…” He said, tracing her collar bone. Her eyes drooped shut, her shoulders sinking as her waking tension left her. 

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Amelia didn’t wake again till morning. Link had sat on her bed, holding the mask against her for some time. A nurse came in and helped him to get comfortable in a chair beside her. 

He hadn’t slept very much, only ten or so minutes at a time. He’d stir when Amelia did, easing her back into deep sleep each time, with a gentle touch against her cheek, fingertips tracing patterns on her skin. 

Early in the morning an unfamiliar doctor entered, with an intern at his side. They both smiled, “Hello, I’m Doctor Hopton, I’ll be assessing Miss Shepherd today, this is my intern Doctor Finley” 

“Dr Shepherd…” Link said softly, Amelia continued to sleep. The doctor looked momentarily flustered, quickly looking at his notes, “Yes of course” 

“We’ll need to wake her up” 

Link nodded, looking down at Amelia. “Amelia… Amelia, wake up” Amelia roused easily and frowned with discomfort. 

“Hello Dr shepherd, I’m just going to have a listen to your chest. See if we still need to be using the oxygen.” Amelia nodded, embracing the quiet of the room as the machine was switched off.

She fought her instinct to flinch as the doctor pressed the diaphragm of the stethoscope to her side. “And deep breath in… and out, and in… and out” He said, moving the instrument. Amelia bit her lip hard, squeezing Link’s hand with every painful breath. 

“Alright now, if we can get you sitting up?” The doctor said, draping his stethoscope around his neck. Amelia nodded and grit her teeth, holding onto the bed rail with one hand and onto Link with the other. Link helped her, pressing a hand to the back of her neck. She groaned loudly, eyes watering, she felt sick and faint, consumed by the pain of her ribs. 

Link felt weak at the sight of the bruising that curled around Amelia’s torso, purple and black and blue as a galaxy. He watched as the stethoscope diaphragm was pressed against it and winced when she did. 

“Alright, we’ll keep you sitting up” the doctor said, pressing a button to raise the head of the bed. 

“Your breath sounds are almost normal, we’ll just check your...Oxygen levels…. and”  both doctors observed the stats and nodded, “Almost normal, miles better than last night. I want to get a chest Xray this morning, but I suspect you’ll be good to go home late afternoon, now it will take some time for your ribs to heal, you’ve got about three fractures, two complete ones, you’ll need lots of rest.” 

Amelia nodded, uttering “okay”, wanting nothing more than for this doctor to leave so she could do just that, rest. He smiled, sensing this, “I’ll get that Xray booked just now, okay” he said, nodding and looking to his intern, before leaving the room. 

Amelia, groaned, slumping her head back. “I’m so tired.” 

“Understandably so… you’ll be home soon” Link said, holding her hand in his, running his other, up and down her arm. The morning sun started to pour through the window, yellowy light folding around the pair. 

“You’ve achieved an impressive bruise by the way, almost artistic” Link said, sitting down on the bed. Amelia crossed her legs and smiled tiredly. 

“Yeah?” Amelia said.  

“Yeah, I’m impressed, I don’t think you could do ugly if you tried” Link quipped, holding one of her hands in both of his. Amelia rolled her eyes halfheartedly, smiling. “Not funny, I look like crap…” she said, feeling her hair, it was askew and matted with blood and rain. 

“Need a hug?” Link said, head lolling towards his shoulder. Amelia breathed painfully and nodded, sucking in her bottom lip. Link shifted into the center of the bed, in front of her crossed legs and helped her to transfer her weight from the head of the bed, onto him, into his arms, against his chest. 

He held her gently and carefully, revelling in the feeling of her weight. She wrapped her arms around him loosely and tucked her head beneath his chin, breathing softly so it didn’t hurt. The glow of the morning sun curled into the curve of Amelia’s exposed back and warmed her skin, she sighed softly, a short unlaboured sigh, sinking further in their embrace. “You’ll be okay soon” Link whispered, closing his eyes, finally allowing relief to wash over him.

Thanks for reading, all feedback is appreciated xxx

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“this is new” supercorp

“This is new.” (this got long my bad)

Kara stands in a circle with Lena and Alex by her sides. Around them are nearly thirty armed Cadmus robots ready to fire. Their arms are raised and Kara hears the click as every one of them turns on whatever weaponry they have. Kara slowly moves to look over her shoulder.

“On my signal, both of you need to duck.” Kara’s voice is barely a whisper but both Alex and Lena look at her and nod. 

Alex slowly slips her gun back into its holster and starts to bend down. Lena steps to the side and starts to crouch. As Kara shouts both of them drop to the floor and Kara releases a beam of heat vision. She just hovers above the ground by an inch or two and uses the lift’s momentum to spin herself in a circle, the heat vision slices through the robots' metal and she lowers herself back to the ground. The small tremor she makes is enough to jostle the robots and their sliced bodies start to slip from position, causing all of them to crumble to the ground. 

The bots clatter and clang to the ground with loud collisions and a few of their weapons fire into the air. Alex and Lena start to rise back up, Alex touches her ear to let the DEO know the room is clear. Kara turns on her heel to face Lena, she runs her hands up and down Lena’s arms.

“Are you okay?” She looks at Lena’s face and assesses for injuries. 

“Kara-” Lena speaks but Kara is still invested in checking Lena for injuries.

Her eyes look Lena up and down with her Xray vision, “I don’t see anything broken.”

“Kara-”

Kara puts the back of her hand on Lena’s forehead. “No fever.”

“Kara!” Lena shouts and finally gets her attention. 

Kara looks at her with wide eyes and an expectancy but Lena simply points to Kara’s chest. Kara looks down to below the large emblazoned ‘S’ on her chest and to the left a few inches is a gaping hole. No blood comes from it and as Kara puts a hand to her midsection she feels a dull heat emit from the wound.

“Well, this is new.”

Kara winces and blinks in confusion, it’s then that her legs start to shake and her arms are quaking. Lena is a step ahead and kneels down as Kara starts to fall to the ground. 

“Alex!” Lena shouts, she rips off her coat and starts pressing it to the wound.

Kara lunges forward when pressure is put on the wound and she grips Lena’s wrist a little too hard. Lena ignores the pain as she tries to keep the wound covered. Kara’s grip starts to waiver the longer she holds Lena’s wrist. Alex comes running over, multiple DEO agents on her heel. 

The warehouse fills with a crackling sound before it silences and an electronic voice familiar to Lena sounds through the entire building.

“Oh, it’s a party now. Lena, darling, thank you for bringing me both Danvers sisters. I was worried I would have to waste more drones but it’s so much easier when I can kill two Danvers with one stone.” Lillian’s electronic voice clicks and crackles as it echoes through the warehouse. “Kara, if you can still hear me, that was a very smart move. Taking all of the drones down like that but you couldn’t have foreseen the auto firing mechanism should the drones be destroyed.”

Alex waves a DEO agent over. “Find where that’s coming from and get me a medical team here now!”

Alex pulls a small knife from her suit and Lena moves her hand from the wound. The super suit has blackened and charred around the wound and Alex doesn’t even need to cut the suit, the burnt material falls away with minimal pressure. The wound is as wide as a thumb and around Kara’s impenetrable skin is a still smoking burn mark. 

“Your medical team won’t make it, I’m sorry. You see these drones didn’t have bullets, no. No, bullets leave too much of a mess. We’ve developed a new form of kryptonite, energized and synthesized very much like our good dead friend Metallo’s kryptonite chest battery but this is small enough to power weapons with beams of kryptonite energy. No bullet casings left behind and half as noisy-”

One of the DEO agents holds up a loose wire to show he shut the speakers down but another crackle sounds and Lillian’s voice continues. 

“Well, that was quite rude. I guess we’ll just wrap this up then won’t we, Lena I’m truly sorry you threw your hat in with this lot. You could have been so much more. Goodbye, ladies!”

Lena and Alex look around them as the split bots start to blink rapidly and a loud high pitch whine starts to sound from the bots. Alex lifts up her wrist to see her watch and with two taps her own watch sends a noise higher in pitch than the bots. Lena only has to wait a mere second until she sees what Alex has done. From the roof, Superman and J’onn J’onzz come to their aide. Superman lifts Kara from Lena’s lap. Lena reaches out for her but a martian’s hand wraps around her waist and pulls her close. J’onn and Superman leap and burst into the air as the warehouse below them explodes into pieces. Lena watches as the DEO agents from before are all standing securely outside as the warehouse burns in a green flame. 

Lena wakes in bed a week or so later, Kara’s arms securely wrapped around her in their penthouse in National City. Lena rolls so she’s facing Kara, her head rests against Kara’s chest and she listens to the heartbeat that has become her lullaby. One hand runs up Kara’s shirt to just below her breast, a thumb rubs at the uneven surface and it earns a mumble from the sleeping giant next to her. 

Kara’s eyes are slow to open as she wakes but her smile grows without hesitancy. “Good morning.”

Lena simply hums as she feels Kara against her. Kara settles a hand over Lena’s above her shirt. She leans in and gently places a kiss on Lena’s forehead. 

“I’m okay,” Kara whispers. 

Lena’s made a habit the past week of waking with shouts and screams as the sight of a pale-faced Kara haunts her dreams. Kara can tell her she’s fine every minute of the day but Lena feels a small black monster in the pit of her stomach because she almost wasn’t. They almost died and Kara seems okay with it.

Her hand weaves out of Kara’s grasp and her thumb grazes the uneven textured skin of Kara that adorns her previously unblemished skin. The hole had healed with the help of the sun lamp and some tissue regeneration technology but it scarred. It was the one scar the invulnerable Girl of Steel wore and it was a constant fear in Lena’s mind. 

“I don’t want to lose you,” Lena whispers, mainly to herself but she knows Kara will hear her.

Kara pulls Lena closer. “I know. That’s why Winn’s making a new suit. The material will be lined with some fancy absorption technology. Lillian will have to shoot me with a rocket of kryptonite to penetrate this suit.”

Lena pulls back and looks up with Kara with complete disbelief that she said that. Kara winces and nods her head, “Bad analogy, yep, got it. No rockets.”

Lena rolls her eyes and shakes her head before pressing her ear back to Kara’s heartbeat. 

“I like when you listen to my heartbeat,” Kara whispers to Lena.

Lena smiles softly. “Why?”

“Cause it calms you, I can see you visibly loosen when you know I’m still here. It’s like how your heartbeat affects me. I’ll listen for you in the middle of a fight or on a bad day at the office and you’re always there, living, smiling, loving.” Kara runs a hand up and down Lena’s back.

“For you. I will always live and smile and love for you.” Lena moves to nuzzle into Kara’s neck. 

Kara smiles and places another kiss on the top of Lena’s head. “And so will I, for you.”