#sunstroke

[lostwhump]

@whumptober | Day #5: "Sunstroke" Gladiator (2000)

[giantjupiter]

IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN🎶

Oh yes, and the SCHOOLS ARE GOING ON IN THIS HELL OF A WEATHER! TALK ABOUT SYLLABUS CONQUERERS AND MONEY S*CKERS

[comicwaren]

From Avengers Inc. #004, “Who Is Victor Shade?”

Art by Leonard Kirk and Alex Sinclair

Written by Al Ewing

[juliamccartney]

so apparently i narrowly escaped sunstroke yesterday

whoopsie doopsie

[miaowmelodie]

I HATE autobuses.

My bus didn't come so I lost my train.

I had waited 20 minutes under the midday sun for it and got a start of a heatstroke.

After I realized it wouldn't come I had to walk 40 minutes under the sun, which where I live gets even hotter in the afternoon, losing the first train.

I had to wait an hour for the next train, luckily the train station has shade, unluckily I already charged up on heat so I couldn't even stand.

I didn't sleep last night because I was working on the project for my exam of today, this added with the sunstroke made it so that when the second train came I didn't go inside because, even tho it was at the right time on the right track, it "looked weird".

I now have to wait ANOTHER hour for the next train.

[zeherili-ankhein]

this is such a Kama-Rati-Vasant song (ofc Vasant plays dat saxophone)

LMAO I AM GETTING THE VIBES YES YES YES XDDDDD

Honestly Vasant would rock a saxophone tho

But I got a question who are those background dancers...? And the Guy with Violin guy??? 💀

I'd suggest are the Ashwins and Sudarshan they are all vibing together... 💀💀😭

[comfortableinthesilence]

So today has been a write off compared to yesterday! I ended up getting pretty bad sun burn after yesterday which has left me sore and wiped out! Having used good old Google MD, it seems like I got some symptoms of sunstroke 😅🥵🥵 So most of today I've been hibernating inside and creaming my skin!

Not the best use of my time when I've got a tonne of slate to shovel and place + I need to clean and tidy up my home for my nieces visit and sleepover tomorrow but hey ho! Listening to my body and my mind is more important and resting is part of that 🩵

[russianperioddrama]

ROUND 1: GROUP B

[punkrockmixtapes]

Sunstroke - Salvation

[munaeem]

Lime for sunstroke. Is calcium helpful for post-sun ailments?

When it comes to the topic of sunstroke and post-sun ailments, it’s important to address various aspects relating to treatment and prevention. Sunstroke, also known as heatstroke, is a condition that occurs when the body overheats due to prolonged exposure to high temperatures. It is considered a medical emergency and requires immediate attention. One of the key aspects of managing sunstroke is…

[divesdf]

my new favorite hobby is staring at / having / holding / wearing vintage jewelry

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Please picture with me an au where clark and bruce go to high school together and clark is the golden retriever jock and bruce is the wet cat goth and they are inexplicably best friends and bruce can occasionally be seen grumpily sitting in the bleachers with as little skin showing as possible, squinting in the bright sunlight to watch clark's football practice

[comicwaren]

From Avengers Inc. #005, “The Prodigal Son”

Art by Leonard Kirk and Alex Sinclair

Written by Al Ewing

[comicgeekscomicgeek]

Like, there’s a LOT of power here: Moonstone, Beetle, Scorpion, Professor Power, Electro.

(Also Flying Tiger, Dragonfly, Substroke, and Killer Shrike)

And they’re still not gonna be the ones to throw the first punch.

Even being outnumbered 100 to 1...how long do you think they just stood there, standing in a ring around him waiting for some other stupid bastard to charge into arms length of Captain America? I wouldn't be first guy in line, no sir. Captain America 412

[reddogcollar]

them again. cadmium is a lot more wary of things than carmine. she'd rather read up on animals and plants they haven't seen before while carmine would be happy with hands on experience

[clownery-and-fuckery]

Drabble!!!!! I hate the heat

They trudged back to the ship, weary and sweaty. Wrecker's groans of how tired he was had faded into something more quiet, more subdued.

Tech began to feel similar, the stifled heat worse with his helmet still firmly on his head. The others had long since shed as much of their armour as they could, sweat rolling down their faces.

Even Echo complained about the warmth.

Once the cool recycled air of the Marauder hit them, they breathed a breath of relief, until Hunter remembered why they had to backtrack, and whirled around on their recently saved brother, Crosshair.

Tech winced, feeling the argument rising, and he glanced to Omega, who pressed herself into his damp leg, clinging to the sweaty material.

He cleared his throat. "Come along, Miss Omega," Tech encouraged, voice oddly stilted. "I need to check the hull for damage."

The young girl nodded, following her brother outside. He grabbed his toolbox on the way, and took his time once he returned to the blazing sunlight.

He felt sluggish as he examined the hull, forgetting himself and his company as his head began to bother him, a piercing pain ringing just at the front of his forehead.

His hands fumbled, the tool he thought he had a good grip on slipping from his sweat slicked palm, falling with a dull thump to the grass.

Omega watched it, then looked cautiously up at her brother. "Tech?" She called.

His usual quick response was delayed, and he looked over too quickly. He had to swallow a wave of world spinning nausea, feeling his stomach churn and throat close.

His head began to pound, brain telling him something, but he couldn't understand it.

He must have been staring, because Omega called for him again. "Yes?" He replied, voice oddly stuffed and sounding too loud to his own ear.

His sister hesitated. "You were just.. staring," She looked worried. "For a few minutes– are you okay? Should I go get Hunter?"

Hunter, who was still yelling at Crosshair even though the beatings of the sun was more severe than their enemies? No- no, their older brother was far too busy to deal with Tech's simple staring problem—

"Tech?" Omega's voice was louder. "You're not listening to me- I'm going to get someone."

He opened his mouth to tell her no, stay put, I am fine—

He blinked heavily once, twice, and found his knees buckling under the harsh heat of the day.

"Tech?!" Omega's voice was faraway, concerning but the blissful numbness he felt was a lovely contrast from the horrid churn of his gut or the swirl of vomit lodged at the base of his throat.

He heard another full thump as his helmeted head collided roughly with the forest floor, but nothing more as his eyes drifted shut.