#febuwhumpday2

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Febuwhump Day 2: Old Injury

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Febuwhump Day 2: Holding Back Tears

pairings: gen

summary: a story about y/n, Redbull’s new second driver, told in non-sequential order

a/n: I love febuwhump and have participated before for other fandoms but this is a first for me — attempting to compete it via smau only. Hopefully I can write a complete story eventually and I will be posting it on its own masterlist in the correct order to read but it’ll be written based on the febuwhump prompt list! @febuwhump

a/n2: based on the 2024 year; sorry checo but you got replaced earlier!

y/n_rb

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y/n_rb: not necessarily the fp1 we wanted to see but damn does this track have hands. (ps drinks and pizza have already been ordered for my poor engineers — love ya guys!)

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user1: girl you should be a dancer 💃 — you spun so gracefully

↳y/n_rb: very demure. very mindful. very cutesy

↳y/n_rb: you know what wasn’t mindful or demure?

↳user2: that gravel pit?

↳y/n_rb: that gravel pit!

maxverstappen1: You’ll come back stronger tomorrow!

↳y/n_rb: I’ll come back with my fightin’ hands

↳maxverstappen1: …sure.

↳y/n_rb: how are you so chronically offline?

↳maxverstappen1: I have a life.

↳y/n_rb: just say you hate me and move one

↳user3: damn girl — fighting both the track and the teammate…

↳y/n_rb: not very demure or mindful…

oscarpiastri: skill issue I guess

↳y/n_rb: I am in your wall pastry boy

↳oscarpiastri: you are very rat like I guess…

↳y/n_rb: 🔪🔪🔪🔪

↳oscarpiastri: 😱😱😱

↳redbullracing: no threatening other drivers please! Page number 83

↳user4: free my girl! She did everything you’re saying but it’s funny af

↳y/n_rb: I like you!

redbullracing: the engineers say thank you!

↳y/n_rb: I say thank you!

redbullracing

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redbullracing: and that’s how you do it! That’s a 1-2 for our drivers with y/n_rb getting her maiden win here in Saudi Arabia!

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user5: THATS OUR GIRL!!

user6: woohoo!!! What a terrific race!

maxverstappen1: Fantastic race today y/n!

↳y/n_rb: THANK YOU!!!

charles_leclerc: Félicitations!

↳y/n_rb: thank you better French man!!

↳charles_leclerc: I AM NOT FRENCH! I AM MONÉGASQUE!

↳y/n_rb: that’s not what arthur_leclerc says…

pierregasly: great race today y/n!

↳y/n_rb: did anyone hear anything? Cause it sounded like someone who HATES WOMEN IS TALKING TO ME

↳pierregasly: I DONT HATE WOMEN. STOP SAYING THAT I DO

↳pierregasly: francisca.cgomes some help here?

↳francisca.cgomes: wow…I didn’t know you thought this way Pierre…

↳pierregasly: not you too…

↳y/n_rb: 🤭🤭🤭

↳user7: looks like someone holds a grudge…

↳y/n_rb: looks like 2 different people need to choke on an 🍎… pierregasly user7

↳redbullracing: Page number 83!!

↳y/n_rb: 🥹🥹🥹

y/n_rb

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y/n_rb: MAMA I DID IT!! FIRST RACE AND I WON!! PODIUM WITH LEWIS AND MAX!!! WOOHOO 🥳

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user8: are you crying right now?

↳y/n_rb: holding back the tears as I type

↳user8: demurely? Mindfully?

↳y/n_rb: tbh desperately

↳user8: 😂😂

lewishamilton: Congratulations y/n!

↳y/n_rb: oh my god thank you so much sir Lewis Hamilton! And again I’m so sorry for nearly bowling into you!

↳user9: who is this polite young lady and where is the feral driver I follow?

↳y/n_rb: listen when it’s sir Lewis Hamilton you better believe I’m on my best behavior

↳user9: understandable. Carry on

oscarpiastri: congrats you gremlin!

↳y/n_rb: listen here Aussie I know where you live and your mothers and sisters like me more

↳oscarpiastri: 🙄🙄

↳y/n_rb: nicolepiastri Oscar is bullying me!!

↳oscarpiastri: don’t bring my mom into this!

↳nicolepiastri: be nice Oscar! And y/n_rb dear come visit when in Australia! We’ll save you a seat at the dinner table!

↳y/n_rb: thank you mama Piastri!

↳oscarpiastri: mom!

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[fleshpitdemon]

Winslow, contemplating the hollow new life he’s been given

For @febuwhump Day 2. Old Injury

[cupcakeslushie]

Febuwhump Day 2: Solitary Confinement

My fav boy for one of my fav whump tropes :)

That feeling of crawling when there’s nothing there

[the-vampire-roaming-the-woods]

@febuwhump day 2! Old injuries!

Both psychical and psychological. Dark Choco can´t catch a break

I think for the rest of the month I won´t colour the lines... too much work lmao

No idea how to format the time skip , please tell me the comic makes sense

i KNOW I could have done two pages, it would have mad emore sense as two, but I was too lazy for that :(

[diagnosed-ordinary]

There are so many delicious prompts but Febwhump prompt 2 with Crosshair (Or CrossHunt)? :3

Old Injury

@febuwhump day 2 prompt ~635 words Characters: Crosshair, Omega Read Here on AO3

Synopsis: Crosshair is surprised when Omega shares a memory.

@finerafin I hope you like it! It's Crosshair and Omega, I'll save CrossHunt for another day :)

Omega swung her feet as she perched on the bathroom counter, watching Crosshair shave. It was a daily ritual for most clones – their accelerated growth extended to their follicles as well, meaning that even a top-notch shave in the morning wasn’t enough to keep a shadow of stubble from bruising their jaw by noon.

Crosshair’s stubble always grew in iron-dark, in contrast to the bright silver of his hair which he also kept shorn. Learning to shave with his off-hand was a challenge. When one too many nicks with the razor blade resulted in a mishap with a lost temper and a broken mirror, the rest of his siblings had silently and unanimously undertaken to keep him company during his morning bathroom schedule spot, as unobtrusively as possible.

Omega’s play today was that she was waiting to brush her teeth, the colourful brush bobbing in her fingers in time to her swinging feet.

“Want to come down to the docks with me today?” she asked cheerily. “I’m helping Wrecker with the sail on his new fishing boat.”

The dismissive scoff that Crosshair made told her his opinion of that plan. He leaned in closer to the mirror, gingerly using his stump to pull the skin of his cheek taut as he scraped the razor across it.

“Or later on I was going to walk Batcher along the abandoned cove,” Omega tried again, undeterred. “Last time, I found a jellyfish.”

“Don’t you have something better to do than pester me?” drawled Crosshair, his dry tone making it hard to tell if his exasperation was feigned or real. Omega merely shrugged her shoulders.

“I’m waiting for the sink,” she said, brandishing her toothbrush.

Crosshair rolled his eyes at her in the mirror and returned to his reflection, razor blade skimming past the faint seam of a scar where no stubble ever grew.

“I remember you getting that scar,” Omega supplied, a fond smile breaking across her features.

The look Crosshair shot her was suspicious as he met her gaze in the reflection.

“I don’t remember how I got this scar,” he said pointedly, flicking shaving foam into the sink.

“You were just a tubie,” his sister told him, her voice softening a little with the reminiscence. “You were decanted with sharp nails. Whenever you didn’t want to be picked up, you’d curl your hands–” She mimed the motion. “–and scratch until you were put down.”

“Did it deter you?” Crosshair said wryly, but underneath his callous exterior a hint of a smile was showing.

“I didn’t mind.” Omega’s voice lilted with her smile. “But you even scratched your own cheeks. Nala Se said tubies don’t scar, so she didn’t let me get the bacta. She said it would heal on its own. But you kept pulling the scab off and now…” Omega spread her hands expansively. Then, with quiet adoration, “It meant I could always tell you apart from the others. Even when you were all scrunched up babies.”

Somewhere along the way, Crosshair’s perpetual scowl had faded into something much softer. He had leaned one hip against the sink as he listened, the razor idle in his hand.

Omega caught his gaze, twin brown eyes locking for a long moment of shared affection. Then she grinned, swinging one leg out to nudge him with her toe.

“C’mon, little brother. Hurry up and finish, so we can go out for the day!”

Crosshair huffed, and flicked her on the nose, but he had to work to smother his smile as he turned back to the mirror.

An old scar, long healed. Newer ones, still sore, but gradually fading to indistinctness as his family rallied round him.

His elder little sister, always by his side.

“The docks sound awful. I’ll meet you and Batcher at the cove.”

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[rachelteazer]

Febuwhump Day 2

Old injury

How to Train Your Dragon | Hiccup, Toothless | 371 words

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Hiccup knew it was going to be a bad pain day as soon as he woke up.

In hindsight it was obvious. (It always was.) The twinges through his knee that he'd steadfastly ignored over the past few days; the soreness in his back from subconsciously favouring his right leg; the way he'd tossed and turned last night, unable to get comfortable but unable to work out why. So when he moved and his stump seized up in pain, his first thought was: Ah, shit.

He'd had plans today. Plans that involved walking, and flying, and – and not being in large amounts of pain!

Groaning, he sat up. Toothless was still dozing, but at the noise his ears perked up, and a second later he was at Hiccup's bedside with a concerned warble, ears flat and pupils large with worry.

Hiccup attempted a smile, even as his leg cramped again. “I'm fine, bud. Just a little –” he winced – “worse than normal today.”

Toothless snorted in disbelief.

Hiccup made a face at his dragon and gripped his left knee in an effort to loosen the tight muscle. It didn't work, but the pressure felt somewhat good.

He grimaced up at Toothless. “Okay,” he conceded. “It's a bad one.”

Toothless gave him a pointed look. Hiccup opened his mouth to protest – he had duties, and responsibilities, and people who were relying on him – but before he could say a word Toothless just huffed, clambered awkwardly up on the bed, and threw himself down on Hiccup’s chest.

“Toothless!” Hiccup cried when he had breath again, trying to push his dragon away. “You need to get off, you’re not –”

The sentence died in his throat, because, weirdly enough, the pain in his leg felt lessened. Something about Toothless’ warm body, his heartbeat steady and strong against Hiccup’s chest, the huff of his breath in Hiccup’s hair, made it harder to focus on the pain.

So, instead, Hiccup put his arms around Toothless and breathed in his smell. Later, he would worry about finding pain medication, about stretching and massaging his stump in the way that Gothi had told him would help when the pain was bad. For now, he held his dragon, and he smiled.

(Masterlist of my Febuwhump fics here)

[whumpinthepot]

@febuwhump 2026. Day 2. Old Injury.

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