Whumpa Dhumpa

Heated Rivalry, s1e5

It’s called frontotemporal dementia. Areas of your brain start to shrink. It’s what my mother had. It’s the only form of dementia that can hit teenagers. And there’s no cure. Stiles, if you have it… we’ll do something. I’ll do something.

I edited the scenes of Matt getting shot + bleeding & praying in the church into one clip.

Eddie Diaz + Hospital Beds

Formative whump gif series:

Young Sherlock S01E06

“No! Don’t!!”

Sherlock gets shot from Shuan

100° Fever tropes to celebrate 100 followers!! Thank you guys so much for your support ^^

• The slow realization that they keep brushing it off until they can’t stand anymore.

• Glassy eyes, flushed cheeks, and a voice that’ll barely go over a whisper.

• Strange fever dreams that blur time, leaving the whumpee waking up thinking only minutes have passed when it’s been hours.

• The whumpee trying to stand up right, but keeps swaying back and forth, unable to keep good balance from their body being so weak.

• Random, delirious mumbling that is hardly coherent at all.

• The soft whisper of the whumper saying “You’re burning up…”

• The caretaker staying up all night long, warily counting each and every uneven breath that the whumpee draws in.

• A bucket that never leaves the side of the bed in case the whumpee needs to throw up.

• The caretaker pressing a cold cloth against the whumpee’s head in an attempt to calm the fever.

• Slumped posture, barely holding themselves upright while the world tilts.

• The really dry or wet coughs that just don’t seem to be getting any better.

• Slumped posture, barely holding themselves upright while the world tilts.

• The gross, messy saliva that drenches the whumpee’s arm ( or hand) whenever they sneeze into it.

• The whumpee tossing and turning, because they can’t get comfortable and are too hot to sleep under the covers.

• The caretaker rubbing the whumpee’s back for comfort.

• The whumpee’s hands trembling as they fumble with a water bottle.

• The endless mounds of tissue that are from the whumpee blowing their nose

• Shivering even as sweat beads on their skin and forehead, eventually dripping down their face like raindrops from the sky.

• A blanket being tucked tighter around them as they mumble in protest.

• “You’re too hot,” the caretaker mutters, voice laced with worry and tenderness.

• A damp washcloth slipping from their forehead when they drift back to sleep.

• That fragile, exhausted smile when they finally wake and whisper, “Hey…”

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