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kjwriting · 1 day

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Whumpee falls through ice on a frozen lake.

Shaking. Trembling. Freezing. Teeth chattering. Turning blue. Delirium. Hypothermia. Exhaustion. Passing out.

Caretaker probably sees it happen too, and might even have to get them out of the icy water.

That’s it. That’s what I have.

#whump #whump community #whump prompt #whump scenario #whump tropes #whump writing #whumpee #whumper #caretaker #freezing #frozen #hypothermia

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snailspng · 3 months

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Cold/Hypothermia-themed PNGs.

(1. Icicle glass decorations, 2. Ice on statue, 3. "Panoptes" by Laurent Grasso, 4. 18th c. angel head, 5. Painting by Gustaf Fjaestad, 6. Ceramic rabbit, 7. Paw pendant from "Relics of Martyrs" by Jane Dodd, 8. Ice glasses by Vincent Olinet, 9. Sculpture by Yoshihiko Ueda)

#png #pngs #transparent #moodboard #artboard #imageboard #sticker #stickers #transparents #hypothermia #cold #request

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squintingcats · 9 months

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“I’m sorry. I have to do this, okay?”

Said by Caretaker before:

Lowering Whumpee into a cold bath for their dangerously high fever

Lowering Whumpee into a lukewarm bath for their dangerously severe hypothermia (it feels boiling to them)

Doing stitches, cleaning and dressing a wound, etc.

Cauterization

Forcing them to eat/drink something after an extended period of illness and/or starvation

Resetting a broken bone

Field surgery

Dragging their ass to an actual hospital

Dragging their ass to an actual therapist

Restraining them during a violent (as in, physically harmful) flashback or nightmare

Inducing vomiting when the Whumpee clearly needs to, but can’t

Uncomfortable medicine (bad-tasting, syringes, aerosolized medicine through a weird mask, etc.)

Moving a Whumpee who’s in a particularly bad state

Tell me more.

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weirdstrangeandawful · 5 months

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Severe hypothermia is great but as someone who has experienced mild hypothermia, I think it needs more credit.

You don't need medical attention but everything just feels wrong for the hours and days afterward. You can't regulate your body temperature right. You're cold and shivering but the blankets and sleeping bags you're swaddled in have you sweating because youre body hasn't decided you're safe enough to send blood back to your extremities. You want to warm your hands and feet but know that's going to send the cold blood right back deep, deep into your core like daggers.

Dress warmly when you're out on lobster fishing boats y'all...

#whump #whump prompt #hypothermia #environmental whump

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linecrosser · 2 months

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Febwhump 2024 - Day 12 - Semi-concious

Mobei jun forgot that humans don't cope well with prolonged exposure to very cold temperatures.

#febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday12 #semi-concious #hypothermia #svsss #moshang #mobei jun #shang qinghua #whump #whump art #i was thinking about the fic Cold Hands Warm Heart by Zizzani while drawing

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kw3r1i · 7 months

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Kim Carlsson

#artists on tumblr #art #sketch #artwork #black metal #dsbm #lifelover #kim carlsson #hypothermia

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epiclamer · 1 month

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Good god (tw: some light undertone themes of suicidal thoughts and self destruction/harm) but with lots of comfort to come so dont worryyyy

The rain poured down the hero’s face, they had their chin tilted up high towards the light grey clouds as if the mist surrounding them was suffocating. Their eyes were closed, but that didn’t stop the pelting droplets from finding their way under the hero’s eyelids.

It felt somewhat like relief, the cool water soaking through every single layer of their clothes. It eased their mind and their wounds, washed the blood from their chin and nose.

It stilled such a busy world.

On the other hand, the hero was freezing. It must’ve been at least six hours since they had had their arms wrenched behind their back and duck taped together to keep them bound to a school yard post. A singular piece covering their lips to keep them from shouting for help.

It was so simple compared to the intricate traps they had been stuck within before. Nonetheless, for some reason it was also the hardest to escape.

Partially, Hero knew it was because they had no will to. They had gone through the darkened alley behind the school knowing they were going to get jumped. They had let themselves be beaten and hogtied, they had accepted a concussion and a busted nose.

Hero knew if they were ever to talk this out with the Agency’s therapist there would be words strung out around the concept of ‘goodness’ and ‘greatness’.

Hero didn’t feel all that good—let alone great.

Hero didn’t feel anything except exhausted. So they had slumped back against the post, legs sprawled out against the asphalt, haphazardly painted with basketball gym lines.

Their arms were burning from the awkward position and consistent strain and the hero ignored it all the same. It was the weekend, so there would be no concerned teachers to save them and definitely no kids out to play in this weather. And sure, if they wanted, they could break free—they were a hero after all—but for now they just sat.

Unwilling and unwanting of any form of further freedom as the hypothermic chill coating their skin slowly reached into their bones.

“To freeze or not to freeze…” Hero’s eyes snapped open at the sudden familiar voice coming from behind them. “That is the question~” Villain’s head poked out from around the post where the hero lay still bound.

They stepped around to face the hero straight on, crouching down to meet at their level. “Sucker for punishment? Or are you just really too weak to get yourself out of some lousy tape?”

The villain grinned, even through the heavy rain the hero could practically feel the other’s heat and see their sultry eyes. They squirmed, suddenly all too uncomfortable in their position as they tried to push themselves up into a standing position.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” The criminal laughed, watching their nemesis wriggle helplessly and increasingly more desperately against their bonds. They reached up, one hand delicately cupping the hero’s face as the other ripped the duct tape off their lips in one swift movement.

Hero gasped mostly in pain, slightly due to their racing heartbeat. “Fuck— Villain—”

Gently the villain’s thumb brushed over the hero’s bottom lip, wiping the blood away with the rain water that tainted everything it could touch. Hero took in another deep breath, collecting themselves from a moment ago before looking into the villain’s eyes again.

“Need some help?”

The crime-stopper wanted to shake their head no, they wanted to spit at the villain and break free on their own, instead they mumbled an incoherent form of yes and let themselves be brought to their feet in a single pull. The villain’s hands did not leave the hero’s sides even after they were steady on their feet and Hero couldn’t help but notice just how cold they truly were without the villain’s warmth.

The villain didn’t question them a second time, once they were sure the hero could stand on their own they reached one hand into their pocket for their smaller knife. Flipping it open while their other hand still rested against the hero’s hip, wrapping their armed hand around the hero’s body to cut away the remaining tape from their arms.

And for the few seconds their bodies stayed pressed together, Hero wondered if this was close enough to be considered a hug. Then, in a sickening moment where all of the blood rushed from the hero’s head to their now free arms, they swayed and collapsed against the villain.

The criminal had barely enough time to catch them before the hero relaxed their weight completely into Villain’s chest. Head pressed into the crook or the villain’s neck, Hero’s icy fingers clawed at the fabric of their nemesis’ suit with what little energy they had left.

Hero was searching for heat, they had forgotten just exactly how badly their body craved it when they had let themselves rot against the post. Now that the villain was here though, they needed to warm up and they only wanted to while trapped in the villain’s embrace.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay, Hero. I’ve got you, you’re safe.” Villain reassured them, voice soft and inviting as they shifted their arms around to help walk their nemesis back to their car. “Do you know how long you’ve been out here?”

Hero took their first few shuffling steps with the villain’s support, making up for a lot of their weight. Their eyes flicked to the villain’s worried expression, “A few hours.” But they couldn’t hold their gaze.

They were ashamed now. They had been caught in their own self-destruction and saved by their mortal enemy. The person they fought tooth and nail almost every single day for the past two years.

Now that person was helping them into their car and out of the rain, where initially the hero had hoped to stay forever. How embarrassing.

The villain didn’t say much else, only answering with a curt nod before returning their focus to bearing the hero’s weight in their steps. It was safe to say the hero hadn’t expected to be as weak as they truly were and that maybe if the villain had never shown up, they wouldn’t have been able to get away.

That was worrisome. Worrisome enough to dry the hero’s mouth up in a second and send shivers down their spine.

Villain reached out, hand grabbing onto the passenger side door handle and they slowly opened it to reveal the inside of their beloved car Hero had heard about so many times in battle. Yet, they had barely even registered the walk from the school yard to the parking lot, let alone the fact that their enemy was actually helping them.

Hero looked to Villain, who gave them an assuring smile. “I’ll take care of you, or bring you straight home—no questions asked. Just don’t make me leave you out here any longer.”

That earned them a small smile.

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creative-caramel-coffee · 22 days

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Icicles and Injuries

Pairing: Wandanat x Reader

Prompts: Frozen (Day 2) + No way out (Day 11)

TW: minor injury, being trapped, hypothermia, mentions of death, partial nudity (consented)

Words: 2K

Summary: Reader gets trapped and needs to be saved before she freezes to death.

For once the miss had gone well. No injuries or accidents or hidden traps. It had been a breeze. Now all that was left was to sit tight in the nearest safe house in the woods and wait for Tony to send a jet to come and collect you. ‘You’ being Wanda, Natasha, Kate and Yelena.

By late afternoon it was still light outside and snowing lightly. A white dust of flakes covered every available surface in a thin layer of pale snow.

Being in the woods it was a beautiful sight to behold, yet Natasha and Yelena having come from Russia were most winters bordered on nuclear, did not share your enthusiasm.

Wanda and Kate had spent some time in Europe before and were a little more used to it. And sure, you had seen snow many times, but it was always a point of beauty to you. It helped you relax. Soft and cold it continued to drift down from above coating the landscape below.

“Wands? Natty? Do you guys wanna come with me for a walk?” You asked popping your head into the lounge room of the cabin.

“No thanks detka. Not right now. Yelena and Kate were going to watch a movie and I think Wanda was going to start dinner soon.” Natasha said looking genuine.

“Okay.” You said feeling a little saddened by the fact nobody would be coming with.

“Make sure you take a coat. It’s cold.” Nat said over her shoulder as she positioned herself between her sister and her sister's girlfriend with a shit-eating grin. Always the older sister, you thought rolling your eyes.

You said a quick goodbye to Wanda who echoed Nat’s statement about a coat before putting one on and a pair of gloves, boots and a beanie before entering the snow scene outside the cabin.

You headed for the trail behind the house. It was marked with signs on the trees as it snowed enough around here for trails to be easily lost without proper signage.

You sighed, feeling at peace and relaxed as the snow crunched softly underfoot. Setting off down the trail it was lined with fresh snow and small animal tracks, probably squirrels or rabbits.

As you continued down the track the cabin grew smaller behind you. It was a loop and came out down by the other side of the house.

Seeing the first sign on the tree you smiled at the small red arrow which was on a wood-stained oak board nailed into the tree.

You continued down the track listening to the serene quietness and peaceful sound of snow and birdsong.

Pulling your coat around you some more it was getting colder as the evening wore on and your nose was surely frozen as small snowflakes collected on your eyelashes.

As you continued down the short trail a flicker of movement out of the corner of your eye caught your attention. A small squirrel had hopped up onto what looked like the snow-covered husk of an old tree. The little creature chittered at you and you smiled softly at the peacefulness of the moment.

But before you could even think the squirrel ran up the tree. The tree looked like it had survived many winters and was well past due to be fell in the summer. The squirrel continued up the branches which were creaking eerily already laden with snow on the branches. Then there was a sharp cracking crunch, and the tree began to fall.

At the last minute the squirrel jumped onto a nearby branch out of harms way. Yet you stood frozen. You just had time to duck and cover as the tree crashed down onto the path. It fell in a way that had managed to avoid hitting you but had pinned your coat under its heavy trunk. Your left boot was also pinned, and you bit a cold breath of air back in shock.

The snow continued falling, however it seemed almost menacing now. If you stayed out much longer into the evening the temperatures would continue to fall, and that beautiful snow might be the thing that kills you.

You cursed yourself from forgetting your phone, not that it would have a signal, but it would be better than nothing. They may have been able to track you at least.

The sun began to dip under the tree line and the temperature began to drop faster without the sun to provide warmth.

The snow was collecting on top of the tree making the chance of escape seem slimmer and slimmer.

The snow was beginning to build up either side of you now. Blocking you inside the wooden ribs of the tree. The branches caving around you with the snow beginning to form a roof and sides.

It was cold and it no longer felt like just your nose that was frozen. Your cheeks stung with the cold, and you wiggled your fingers and toes to try and warm them up as well. Frostbite was a very real thing and one you did not want to ever have experience in.

As the sun began to cruise lower and lower in the sky it continued to get colder. The light was starting to go now as well, a dusky overcast type of light was all that was left. If this continued on for much longer you worried, they may never find you until the snow thawed, by then it would be too late.

Back in the cabin the movie was almost over. Yelena and Kate had ended up beside each other again with popcorn in their hair after flicking it at each other for the whole duration of the movie. Nat had already seen the movie and headed to the kitchen to fetch four mugs of hot chocolate to share.

As she stepped into the kitchen which smelled like heaven and smiled at Wanda.

“Wheres Y/n? Surely, she’ll want hot chocolate as well.” Natasha smiled.

“I thought she was with you?” Wanda said looking up from where she had been seasoning chicken.

“No?” Nat said frowning. “She should be back from her walk by now.”

“Oh god.” Wanda paled slightly. “She’s not still out there, is she?”

“If she is we better find her fast before it gets too dark. Cold weather like this can kill.” Natasha said. “You send Yelena and Kate to check the bedrooms before joining us in the woods. I’m going to see if i can find her. Join me when you’re done.” Nat said already slipping on a coat with a sense of urgency to her movements.

Wanda nodded her assent and went to tell Yelena and Kate.

After a little bit all three girls were out searching the woods. Wanda was focusing on finding you with her mind, but you were either asleep or close too it which worried her greatly.

Finally, she sensed you under an old looking tree covered in snow. She called the others over and focused, using her magic to move the tree off you.

When your red jacket came into sight Natasha was the first to get to you. Scooping your cold and limp form into her arms. You were breathing but also freezing cold.

“We need to warm her up. NOW!” Nat said as she began sprinting to the cabin with you in her arms.

Your cheeks had long since turned from a rosy red colour to a dusky blue as the temperature had fallen further.

Once Natasha burst through the front door she headed for the bedroom you, her and Wanda had been sharing the past few nights.

Wanda, Kate and Yelena followed close behind, nobody commenting on the water that was being tracked through the cabin. Their focus elsewhere.

Natasha gently set you down on the bed, Wanda beside her and Kate and Yelena hovering in the doorway.

“Alright.” Nat said. “Wanda i need you to help me get her out of these wet clothes they’re doing more harm than good.” She said already starting to peel off your soaked coat. “Yelena, Kate.” She began and the two stood a little straighter. “Go and run a warm bath, not too warm but just enough to not be cold.” Nat said and the two turned tail and headed for the bathroom.

Wanda was now working on taking off your snow-pants while nat continued stripping off your top half. After a minute you were left laying in just your sports bra and boxers, long past shivering.

“Now what?” Wanda asked seeming panicked.

“Now we warm her up. It works best with skin-to-skin contact. So, we need to cuddle her. Bring that blanket and put it on top. Once Yelena is done with the bath, we will kick them out.” Nat said. Pulling off her shirt and taking off her track pants. She was now stood in bike pants and a sports bra much like what she wore to training in the gym.

Wanda was one step behind as she took off her shirt in a matching outfit to Natasha’s.

You, Wanda and Natasha had been together almost three years now, so it was nothing new. But still, nat had sent Yelena and Kate away just because.

Nat climbed onto the bed beside you and began pulling a sheet over you. Wanda slipped into the bed on your other side and cuddled up close. Sucking in a sharp breath when your frigid skin came into contact with her. You made a small noise of pain and curled into her front. Your face tucked into her chest. Natasha curled up behind you, tucking you between the two of them. Wanda had one arm around your waist and the other holding the back of your head to her chest. Natasha had her arms over you and on Wanda’s bare hip and back.

After a few minutes of quiet cuddling, and the sound of your short huffy breathes, you began to stir slightly. Your eye’s blinked open before you whined and screwed them shut again.

Wanda carded a hand through your hair and shone softly to you.

“There we go. Come on. Come back to us baby-girl. You’re doing so well for us my love.” She coaxed, her hands tangling in your wet locks.

After a second the sound of the tap shutting off was heard and Yelena’s footsteps came down the hall. She peaked in and smiled at Natasha looking so domestic but bit back a comment.

“Your bath is ready sestra.” Yelena said with her heavy accent hiding her amusement.

“Alright.” Nat said as she shifted Wanda’s arms around you tightened.

“Can i carry her this time?” Wanda asked sounding almost scared to let you go. As if you may disappear.

“Sure baby. But you’ll need to give her to me before you get into the bath with her.” Nat said and she glanced back at the door where Yelena had disappeared from before getting out from under the sheets.

The process of bathing you was simple enough. The flush had come back to your cheeks as Wanda held you in her lap in the bath while Natasha ran and warm cloth over every inch of your skin slowly warming you up. After they had been satisfied you were warm enough, they towelled you off as you start to come around again. They dressed you in Nat’s warm hoodie and Wanda’s red track pants.

Wanda had you in her arms when the three of you re-entered the kitchen slash lounge room.

Yelena grinned. Having set up a nest of sorts on the floor with a ton of blankets and pillows. Kate had five cups of hot chocolate on the bench and a movie queued up.

You buried your face into Wanda’s chest as the five of you got settled into the nest. Blankets were thrown over the five of you and you settled in for the movie.

Wanda’s dinner was still cooking and right now nobody wanted to leave you by yourself let alone out of their sight.

So, you curled up in your girlfriend’s laps and listened to their hearts beat with the soundtrack of parks and recreation playing in the background.

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briannabug · 10 months

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trist ❦

#trist dsbm #dsbm #hypothermia #black metal #deep-pression #trist

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whumblr · 3 months

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Bundled up

"Hey, Whumpee, how are you fee-- oh."

Whumpee practically heard Caretaker's soft smile through his surprise and they could imagine the look on his face. Sure, they were still in bed, right where he left them, not like they were going anywhere... But Whumpee had completely disappeared under the covers and Caretaker could only see a large, probably shivering lump covered by blankets.

The mattress shifted under them. A hand rested on the duvet, rubbing their shoulder.

"You okay?"

"So cold," Whumpee muttered from within their tent. They lay all curled up, knees up to their chest, arms crossed, head under the blankets. Even the extra heat from their breath wasn't enough; they kept shivering, they just couldn't get warm again.

A soft hum in reply. "Can I get you anything? Soup? Tea? Aspirin?"

"No... no, thank you. I don't think my stomach can hold anything down, pills or water."

"Then how about an extra blanket?"

Whumpee smiled under the covers. "That would be nice."

The mattress sprang back again. Footsteps, a creak of the closet door, and something heavy draped over them. Caretaker's hands carefully brushed the blanket down, tucking them further in, making sure no cold could creep into their blanket fort. His hands lingered over their shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze.

Sooner or later they'd have to resurface for fresh oxygen, though... But for now, they let the extra weight press them deeper into their mattress.

A content sigh escaped.

"How cold?" Caretaker asked.

A hand peeked out from under the covers, slipping out of the warm nest. Their hands were already freezing anyway, it didn't matter much.

Caretaker gripped them tight and his warm hands closed around their iced fingers.

"Jesus."

"Mhm."

"Your nails are getting blue..."

"Is it possible to get frostbite at room temperature?"

"You'd almost think so..."

Whumpee yanked their hands back and squished them in-between their tighs, hoping to get them warm again.

But instead of their hands taking their body warmth, quite the opposite happened; the cold spread through their legs, coursed up through to the rest of their body. Goosebumps tingled right along, little hairs stood on end like they were doing a stadium wave all the way up to their neck.

The lump of blankets shivered hard and Caretaker couldn't help a smile.

A wave of cold but fresh air made them gasp and scramble to pull at their blankets.

"Scoot over." Caretaker pulled the covers up and huddled up close next to them, letting the blankets fall over him. He grabbed Whumpee's hands tight into his, softly rubbing.

Whumpee squeaked their protests at first - "You'll get sick, too!" - but the extra warmth was hard to resist. They huddled up closer to Caretaker, resting their head against his chest, tangling legs with his, accepting his embrace.

"Better?"

"Better."

General whump tag list: @firewheeesky @myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19 @whumpawink @painsandconfusion @whumpifi @auroragehenna

(as always, want off? Or on? No prob, just shoot me a message)

#whump #sickfic #caretaking #whump drabble #caretaker #comfort #sick whumpee #hypothermia #or something :)#my writing

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upierzyca · 5 months

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wow my beautiful princess

#kim carlsson #dsbm #lifelover #depressive black metal #hypothermia #black metal #swedish black metal

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warmblanketwhump · 4 months

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cold dialogue starters

dialogue for your cold-ridden whumpee:

"I’ve got chills all over."

“I think the cold got in my bones."

"I’m never gonna be warm again."

"Will you hold me? Please? I’m freezing.”

"I can't stop shivering."

"I just can’t get warm enough."

"I’m fine, really - just chilled and achy.”

"Can you get me another blanket?"

"Is it cold in here or is it just me?"

"Just...just lay next to me. You're warm and I'm cold."

“I think I’m coming down with something. I’ve felt shivery all morning.”

“Can I just…sit next to the fire a little longer? Please? I’m frozen.”

“I’ll feel better once I can wrap up.”

aaaand dialogue for your caretaker;

“Love, I think you’ve got the chills.”

“Still shivering?”

“Oh honey, you look frozen through.”

“C’mere. Of course I’ll warm you up.”

“Are you warm enough.”

“Poor thing—you must be chilled to the bone.”

“You’ve been shivering since we got home - are you feeling okay?”

“Let’s get you a blanket.”

“You’ve got to stay wrapped up, sweetheart, or you’ll get chilled.”

“C’mon, you, get under the covers. We’ll get you warm.”

“I see you shivering.”

“Get closer to the fire, love. There you go, that's better.”

please feel free to add more!!!

#cold whump #whump prompts #whump dialogue #hurt comfort #this has been sitting in my drafts for YEARS #chills #shivering #hypothermia

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squintingcats · 9 months

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Spoon-feeding:

Cold water to a whumpee with a severe fever who’s too dehydrated and weak to stay awake

Hot water to a whumpee after they’ve lost a lot of blood who’s too dehydrated and weak to stay awake and are also very cold

Hot tea to a whumpee with hypothermia who’s too numb or shaky to drink it themselves

Cold water to a whumpee who just woke up after fainting from heatstroke

Hot broth to a whumpee who hasn’t eaten anything substantial in a long time and has trouble keeping most food down

Hot broth, plain oatmeal, or okayu to a whumpee who is extremely nauseous

Medicine to a whumpee who needs it

Tell me more.

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kaleidoscope-of-thoughts · 10 months

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Caretaker putting their own jacket around Whumpee and gently pulling them into their arms saying, “shh, I’ve got you now, its okay,” after finding them in the freezing cold.

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #soft whump #hypothermia #possibly?#I’ve been gone for a month I am sorry🥹#brain was not braining

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linecrosser · 2 months

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