Imagine Wild from LU with a s/o tags just stupidly cold like all the time.
Now- imagine the group happen to be travelling through a snowy area, and s/o is low-key seconds away from passing out, despite being a cocoon of jackets and scarves.
AND NOW- imagine group is attacked, s/o is pushed down a snowy hill and lose some of their jackets and blankets in the fall.
They hit their head and are unconscious, but the snow is still falling so they're slowly being burried.
Cue panicked Wild.
Where are they?
Is that them!
No, just their coat.
Fuck, their coat. Theyre cold.
Cue more panic as he searches the snow for s/o.
He eventually finds them half covered in snow, shivering and pale, lips blue.
Cue: devastation.
Wild is FREAKING OUT! He needs to figure out how to warm them up while also finding the group.
What will he do?
Will s/o survive?
Find out next time...
Whenever you decide you want to take on this request and interpret it how you like. You choose the ending!!!
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This is my roundabout way of asking for a request with this scenario, please and thank you<3
- pspsps anon
Chilly Tumbles (Wild x Reader)
Word count:2.2k
Pairing:Wild x reader
CW: Heights, hitting head, blood, mentions of others going without
Notes:Sorry about the long wait, hope it's worth it I really tried hard to make it good. I was really excited about this one too, sat down and wrote it all in one sitting, which is big for me!
The cold can kiss your ass. Honestly, you felt that way most days while you bundled up in layers of clothes most people called excessive, but never have you felt the sentiment of fuck the cold than you did right now as you hiked your way up Hebra mountains alongside the boys. And quite honestly? You felt awkward next to them. Here you were bundled in a sweater, and snowquill trousers you had borrowed from Wild, (Which really meant he had thrust them into your arms, and when you had tried to reject them so he didn’t freeze his ass off he had cut you off with “They’re a spare pair.” and walking away before you could argue any longer.) A scarf, winter hat, A winter jacket from home, and gloves alongside the cold resistence elixir. (How were you still so cold?) Meanwhile, the boys were dividing their resources amongst themselves.
The only one who was remotely close to being as bundled up as you was the sailor, and while the young hero would normally be arguing against being favored over the others he was pretty quiet. He was wrapped in the spare snowquill coat with War’s scarf wrapped around his neck. You had lent him a pair of earmuffs, which he did actually try to argue about but he stopped after you explained it wasn’t about his age. It was because he grew up in a tropical environment. And besides his ear tips were red enough to rival Legend’s tunic. He needed them.
The rest of the boys had downed elixirs and meals and divided gear amongst themselves. Legend had a ring to keep him warm. Hyrule was bundled in the warm doublet. Apparently Wild had been working on grabbing extra clothes every time he popped in his world to help in situations like this.
You were currently bringing up the rear of the group, Only Hyrule and Four lagged behind you. It had just recently started to snow, as well. You wondered if Hylia was above you, laughing as the conditions around you reached whiteout levels. The cold bit at you through your layers. You realized you couldn’t see any of the others anymore. Before you could open your mouth a voice cut through the wind.
“We need to stick close. It’s getting bad out here. Wild is there anywhere we can take shelter until the blizzard blows over?” Time questioned, taking charge. You took his speaking as an opportunity to catch up to the bulk of the group. It seems Four and Hyrule had the same idea so now at least you were all together.
Wild had pulled out his sheikah slate, tapping away. “Nowhere we’d get to before the storm blows over, or without severely backtracking.” He responded after a minute. Time stood, obviously mulling over the choices he had.
“I will say, if we backtrack and come get these monsters another time, there’s still a chance this will happen again.”Wild put his slate back on his belt.
“And we’ve used a lot of resources to get this far..” Warriors remarked. That seemed to be enough for Time to give in and sigh.
“We’ll keep heading towards the peak then. Everyone stick close. Captain stick towards the back and make sure no one falls behind.”
With the decision to continue having been made, You pressed on. You hunched over, trying to stay as warm as possible. You were starting to vibrate with shivers as the temperature just kept dropping. How could the others be so…. Unbothered by this? It baffled you. It seemed like you would have quite some time to let your mind dwell on the question. You guys still had about a day's journey left to get to the supposed group of black-blooded monsters.
Within about an hour the wind had picked up loud enough that you couldn’t hear the crunching of snow. Or the cry of a startled Warriors as he was attacked. The cold and wind however didn’t keep you from feeling an impact to your side. You were caught unaware, launched in a direction. You managed to land on your feet, but there was something else the snow would hide from you it seemed. Where the ground was stable. Your foot slipped and the rocks under your good foot gave out. You would say you were approaching the ground at a rapid rate but quite honestly you had no idea as you tumbled down the side of the cliff. Pain erupted in your right shoulder as you slammed against a rock jutting out from the side of the mountain. You were relieved for a moment when you felt your fall slow, only to just barely have enough time to realize your jacket got caught on another rock. The rock ripped your jacket, leaving you to tumble out of it.
As if that wasn’t enough pain blossomed from your head as you hit it against the mountain. Then nothing.
The silver lynel had blended in with the blizzard. The boys hadn’t seen it till it was right on top of them. The really bizarre part was it was horridly out of its territory. Or at least that’s what Wild kept trying to insist to his teammates between dodging hits. Wind and Hyrule had sustained injuries leaving them out of commission for the fight already. Wild was trying to get enough distance to release some arrows into the damn thing's head. The only issue was that if he got far enough away that the attack would be effective, he wouldn’t be able to see the lynel.
Wild rolled to the side as the lynel took aim toward the skies to shoot arrows into the sky. Legend had (Dangerously And stupidly) Taken this chance to get close and slash the hoof of the beast. Wild bit back an annoyed groan as black oozed out. Well, that explains the abnormal behavior at least. The creature charged, slashing his sword at Wild, but his footing slipped. Wars, Legend, Wild, and Time all spotted the opportunity to attack the lynel, slashing at his back, his chest, and his hooves. Sky stabbed the monster's side and it let out a furious roar, rearing up as the boys scattered again. Wild didn’t like this. Thanks to the blizzard he couldn’t make out his brothers while they fought. One of them could be injured and no one would know. They would just have to hope that one of the others ran by them during the fight. That's how he found out about Wind and Hyrule.
Thinking on that when was the last time he saw Four… or you for that matter? He didn’t have much time to think about that as the lynel breathed fire his way and he had to quickly leap out of range. Yes! That’s the kind of opening he was waiting for! He took a running start and pulled out his paraglider to boost himself up into the air. With his newfound distance, he pulled out a bow and notched an arrow as he took aim. He released the string to fire the arrow right in the lynels head. The beast whipped its head and let out a pained roar, stumbling. Wild watched as his brothers seized the opportunity and ran in to beat the creature up a little more. Well, that answered where Four was. Wild hoped you were just tending to the injured.
Wild watched as the creature swung at Sky, sending him flying. Damn it! He was starting to get desperate. He watched the Lynel stumble from its leg injuries. Wild, who to be fair is known for being reckless, raced for the opening, launching himself on the lynels back. He mounted the lynel, slashing at it repeatedly. His brothers moved in again, using the distraction to their advantage. This time the beast crumpled. It stopped moving, finally dead.
“What in the goddesses' names were you thinking Wild! Do you know how dangerous that was! You could have died!”Twi was marching over.
“I knew what I was doing. I’ve done it tons of times before” Wild remarked.
“Not on a black-blooded Lynel”
“It’s my Hyrule. I knew how to handle it. The fight couldn’t drag on any longer, our elixirs will be wearing off soon.” Wild insisted. Twi seemed like he wanted to continue but Time interrupted.
“It’s already done now. No point in fighting over it. We have injuries to attend to and potions to be handed out.”
Wild nodded. The snow was finally starting to let up. One thing that he noticed incredibly quickly was that you were nowhere to be seen. He started off walking around calling for you, but when he got no response it turned to frenzied running. Still nothing. He ran over to the others. Wild told them he was going to look for you and tossed some cold resistance elixirs their way before leaving to look for you. He didn’t give them a chance to object to his ideas, which they absolutely would have.
It didn’t take long for his search to lead him to the edge of a cliff. Oh no… He could see exactly where you slipped off. He started climbing down. Okay, okay this is fine. He’ll find you. You… you probably just found a cave to stay in.., Yeah! Wild finished climbing down the wall and started wading in the waist-high snow, calling for you. It was honestly really freaking him out that he couldn’t see ANY trace of you in the snow. He kept on walking.
A sudden thought hit Wild. Oh no... Your cold resistance elixir had to have worn off by now. You were probably freezing. He had to find you, and now! Wild perked up when he saw a flash of color in the distance. Ah! There you were! He began to race over, sloshing through the snow and nearly tripping over his own two feet in the process. After reaching his goal (And only face-planting in the snow a single time mind you!) He was all ready to celebrate and wrap you in a hug…. Except... It wasn’t you. It was just your damn coat… Your damn ruined and ripped coat. That you had to be freezing without. Aw for fucks sake! Why can’t things ever go to plan? Or well, Wild isn’t exactly known to plan. Ugh, why can’t things ever go to impulse! Okay, this is fine. Just a person lost on a snowy mountaintop, freezing to death. No pressure here Wild. He took in a deep breath and continued his search, not like there was much else he could do.
Wild kept himself busy scanning over the snow for any signs of you. It was the only thing keeping him from breaking something in frustration. Ah! There! He rushed over when he saw it. A place where something had obviously disturbed the snow. Even the blizzard couldn’t hide it. He made it over and started desperately digging, flinging the snow behind him like a dog digging a hole. The man seemed feral in his desperation. There you are! Lips blue and no longer shivering. But the good news is you were still breathing. Wild let out a sigh of relief. He began to check you over and he quickly noticed, that your head was bleeding. The snow around your head had turned red. There was no way he could take you up to the others, and he had no way to wake you up at the moment later.
Honestly, both were problems he could face later, right now Wild had to find a way to warm you up so you even could wake up. Thankfully he had explored many nooks and crannies in his time here. There was a tiny cave nearby, nowhere near big enough to hold ten people, but it could easily house two people and a fire. He began to carry you that way.
Once you arrived in the cave Wild set you down and began to work on his fire. He kept you a decent distance from it. Warming you up too fast would threaten to put you into shock, and he knew you were deep into the stages of hypothermia. You’d be lucky if you lost nothing to frostbite quite honestly. The next thing he got started on was removing your wet layers to keep you from getting too cold. Of course, letting you warm up would have been easy, and nothing in any Link’s life was ever easy. So while he was trying to help you warm up, the world seemed to rumble.
Wild drew his sword, ready to fight whatever was stupid enough to try to attack him. As he got ready to leave the cave the world grew dark. You were snowed in. There had been an avalanche, and you were nearly dying from hypothermia. And no one knew where you or Wild were…. He sat down with his head in his hand to ponder the situation for a few moments, before moving to lay next to you, pulling you close to his chest to try to warm you up. In this moment the only thing Wild could think of was how glad he was that there was a hole in the ceiling of the cave so he didn’t have to put out the fire.
