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spinzolliii · 1 month
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There’s something about a whumpee just sitting down. Not fainting, necessarily. Maybe they’re just about to faint, and they quietly just kneel on the ground at a time and place that doesn’t make sense. They don’t even have the capacity or willingness to articulate why they need to abruptly stop and sit. Maybe they’re catatonic while the others look at them.
Maybe a caretaker can see the dull, vacant look in their eyes and immediately senses that something is seriously wrong. Maybe the fainting comes just a few moments later.
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don't you ever see a blorbo and wanna just-
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squintingcats · 9 months
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List of symptoms
I hate having whump fantasies that involve some vague fever that doesn’t have consistent symptoms to make it feel real. Here’s a handy list to flesh out the nature of your whumpee’s illness.
Let’s go:
Dizziness/faintness
Congestion
Sneezing
Coughing
Headache
Muscle aches
Joint aches
Cramping
Exhaustion/lethargy
Shivering
Wheezing/trouble breathing
Sore throat (trouble speaking and swallowing)
Sweating (leads to dehydration)
Flushed and/or pale skin
Delirium (delusions, nightmares, lack of filter, inability to regulate emotions, hallucinations, incoherent speech, confusion)
Nausea/vomiting
Abdominal pain (burning, stabbing, soreness)
Chest pain (burning, stabbing, soreness, tightness)
Pain/pressure behind the eyes
Feeling too hot or too cold
Weakness
Blurred vision
Weight loss (loss of appetite)
Rapid heartbeat
Abnormal breathing (rapid, shallow, panting)
Sensory sensitivity (light, sound, touch, smell, taste)
Tell me more……
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jump-in-the-whump · 9 months
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the weary feverish whumpee aesthetic™
I love it when a whumpee is so weak that they:
are bedridden, much to their discomfort. They long to leave the bed, but cannot because they are too weak, and their legs shake at the thought of taking even a single step.
can't keep their eyes open. Their eyelids flutter but due to tiredness and too much light, they always close again. However, the whumpee has learned to rely on other senses, and is able to recognize the caretaker's voice or touch among a thousand others.
have to always lie down. They try to sit up, perhaps to eat something, but after a few minutes their head starts spinning and their body starts screaming because of the effort. Much to their chagrin, they have to force themselves back down or else they will likely pass out.
are not hungry. Their body can't handle even plain broth, making them queasy and dizzy. So they continue to refuse food, their only source of livelihood, and this obviously worsens their condition.
are too sensitive to touch. Their skin that seems to boil with fever, the bedsheets that rub down their limbs like sandpaper, the hair that sticks to their sweaty forehead, even the simple touch of the caretaker, a touch that is supposed to comfort them, is too much. They start to hate all these little things.
Please, feel free to add more.
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whispers-whump · 3 months
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love a good forehead fever check as much as the next gal but like we’re sleeping on so much fever checking potential here
overly warm hands, palms just beginning to sweat
a rapid pulse throbbing under glistening skin
feeling the warmth radiating off of whumpee through a thin t-shirt
even better, cool hands against the overheated skin of a bare, aching back
grabbing whumpee’s forearm and finding the unnatural heat there
a loved whumpee’s legs resting across caretaker’s lap, limbs hot on their thighs
the top of a head, hair damp and scalp burning when caretaker rests their chin on whumpee’s head
the back of a flushed neck, cupped tenderly in a hand
overheated thighs, maybe gripped through loose sweatpants or mostly bare because whumpee felt too hot for anything but shorts
squeezing a shoulder comfortingly and discovering the warmth there
feel free to add on!
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luckyloo13 · 5 months
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I love mumbly whumpees. Pls give me feverish whumpees incoherently spewing off nonsense word salad style
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whump-or-whatever · 1 year
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This is a reminder to leave your whumpee absolutely ruined.
Leave them shaking like a leaf, hardly able to draw a breath.
Leave them covered in so many bruises they can barely move without wincing.
Leave them absolutely blanketed in scars that will never fade.
Leave them rocking back and forth, tears streaming down their face in the midst of a panic attack.
Leave them unable to be near another person without eyeing them warily and flinching every time they move.
Leave them so out of it they can’t see, can’t hear, can’t speak, can’t move, can’t think.
Leave them stumbling and tripping over their own feet, scrambling to get back up each time as they try to escape.
Leave them struggling against the encroaching darkness as they bleed out.
Leave them half-drowned, soaked to the bone, clothes clinging to them as they sputter and gasp on the floor.
Leave them shivering, teeth chattering, trying to rub warmth back into their body.
Leave them delirious with fever, head lolling, eyes unfocused, covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Leave them begging for mercy, promising to do anything just to make it stop.
Leave them exhausted, barely able to keep their eyes open let alone put one foot in front of the other.
Leave them so broken they can’t bring themself to care about anyone or anything.
Leave them a blubbering mess, stumbling over their words trying to say the right thing to please whumper.
Leave them so mortified by everything that’s happened to them that they don’t even want to be found anymore because they don’t want people to know.
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warmasf · 5 months
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Thinking ab tiny, comforting, caretaking gestures
Caretaker gently touching whumpees thigh under the table, letting them know that their discomfort isn’t being ignored
Caretaker holding onto whumpees bicep, keeping them steady under the guise of a meaningless touch
Caretaker rubbing small circles on whumpees back as they cough or get sick, giving them a bit of comfort through the violence of their illness
Caretaker playing with whumpees sweaty hair, feeling their fever-warm skin and holding them close
Caretaker whispering small words of encouragement, little “shh”s and “it’s okay, it’s okay”s under their breath as whumpee cries, because they just don’t feel well
Whumpee collapsing into caretakers arms as they sob, because they’ve never felt this loved through such small actions
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sodascribbles · 4 months
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There's a gentle hand cupping the back of their boiling neck, and another holding the glass up to their lips. "Slowly," Caretaker's voice murmurs, breaking through their feverish fog. "Don't make yourself any sicker, now."
Whumpee takes slow sips of the water, a small satisfied sound escaping them. They flutter their eyes open just enough to see Caretakee's face, creased in concern.
"Hey, kiddo," he whispers, forcing a smile. Whumpee manages a weak smile back. They've never been more thankful for a drink of water, but words of gratitude are eluding them.
Instead, they let out a content sigh, and let Caretaker lay them back down.
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esbee-daisy · 8 months
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When A is woken up in the middle of the night and at first they’re not sure why. They rub their eyes and look around blearily; all looks in order. But damn they’re hot. And as soon as that thought appears, they realize with a start it’s coming from next to them - and they look down in horror at B, laying curled into their side. B is absolutely radiating heat - so much so that A is sweaty just from being pressed against them, though no where near as drenched as B. B is shaking and whimpering pathetically, and looks pale even in the low light of the moon, with bright red spots high on their cheeks. A realizes they must not have been feeling well for a while and not mentioned anything, because with a fever like this there’s no way B didn’t go to bed feeling terribly unwell. And A hadn’t noticed.
A tries to wake B up gently, knowing they need to take their temperature and get them some water and meds, but after a few gentle hair strokes and rubbing of B’s arm, they realize B isn’t rousing at all. And if anything their face seems more pained and frightened than it had a minute ago. A starts getting frantic, shaking B harder and calling their name in a panic. They see B’s eyes flutter beneath the lids briefly, then stop as their head dropped even more towards the bed. A’s stomach drops when they realize their aren’t able to rouse B at all. Uh oh.
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whump-allthe-way · 7 months
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“thanks.. dad..” says whumpee, their voice rough and low, as caretaker threads their fingers through their tangled hair
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“no please-! dad make it stop! it hurts- please-!” as they thrash and scream, arching away from whumper’s blade as they slice and carve into their skin, caretaker watching in chains
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spinzolliii · 2 months
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God, I love sickfics that cut between a Whumpee’s current illness, and illnesses they’ve had in the past. Before, being sick was traumatic and lonely. Maybe they were neglected or even ostracized for their illness. In the present day, they don’t know how to handle being loved.
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ecoamerica · 1 month
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marvel-ous-whump · 29 days
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Robot Whump scenario
A Damaged coolant line puts Robot Whumpee in a state akin to Fever in a human. Human Caretaker replaces the coolant line and tops up coolant levels, then all they can do is sit with their scared, delirious friend while the coolant circulates Whumpee's system.
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squintingcats · 9 months
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“Nurse them back to health” is such an underrated phrase. It implies that the whumpee was found on the brink of death and cared for like a wounded stray kitten.
It also implies care beyond the illness/injury itself. Not only is the whumpee’s life saved, but they are rehabilitated physically and mentally.
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jump-in-the-whump · 6 months
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They lie there, wheezing, their body heavy, even their bones are hurting. 
They feel one hand slowly passing through their sweaty hair. Such a small thing that means so much to them. This is the first time, in what feels like months, that they have been touched this gently.
Suddenly, almost unconsciously, they feel their eyes become hot and wet, but they don’t dare open them for fear of what they might see. 
They just want to imagine they are safe and sound. 
Just for once.
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jordanstrophe · 9 months
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Whumpee's first real outing took a bit more from them than they expected. They found caretaker chatting at a table as whumpee slugged their arms over their shoulders, burying their face into caretaker's neck from behind.
"Hey sweetheart." Caretaker hummed a chuckle, having to reach behind them to cup their cheek.
Their smile disappeared when they felt a fever.
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