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Febuwhump 2k25 - Day 22 - "Grab The Little One"

something something Shang Qinghua getting bullied by demons … but he is just a little guy!

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Febuwhump Day 22 (Alt 1): Major Character Death

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!

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y/n_gossip

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tagged: y/n_rb, charles_leclerc, maxverstappen1, landonorris

y/n_gossip: during this small break in the schedule, y/n spent some of that time with Lando, Charles, and Max! They streamed together quite a bit and went through a handful of games.

What were your favorite moments?

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user1: them playing among us!

↳user2: oh I loved that!!

↳user1: they made it extremely fun to watch!

user3: personally I liked Minecraft — very soothing

↳user4: y/n kept pushing Lando off cliffs??

↳user3: well that was just funny

↳y/n_rb: see you get it!

user5: personally i liked watching y/n kill off lando in every version of the game she could

↳user5: like even in Minecraft sandbox, she was pushing him off cliffs, building him into the buildings, laying tnt all around him

↳user6: gotta respect that hater grind!

user7: i liked when they raced…

↳user8: those were funny! Cause they kept changing the rules on themselves and running each other if track

↳use7: they forgot they needed to win. They just tried to get the others to lose!

alex_albon: what??? Have I been erased from this group?

↳georgerussell63: I know what you mean…

↳y/n_rb: sorry only those of us who hadn’t driven for Williams were allowed to play

landonorris: stop cheering her on! SHE JEPT KILLING ME OFK!!

↳user9: yeah that’s what made it so funny

↳landonorris: bullying me?? On my own comment thread?

↳y/n_rb: more likely then you think!

Private Messages, the Grid (Unserious)

y/n_rb

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tagged: charles_leclerc, landonorris, maxverstappen1, georgerussell63, alex_albon

y/n_rb: join us tonight! Because there’s an imposter among us

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user10: Hell yeah!!

user11: oh I’m so glad I’m free to watch this

landonorris: it’s you. You’re the imposter

↳y/n_rb: ok why the attack? We haven’t even started yet

↳landonorris: you’re just gonna go after me the entire time

↳y/n_rb: again I was only the imposter once last time!!

↳landonorris: and yet…

↳charles_leclerc: see! We’re already having fun

oscarpiastri: wow…no invitations for us?

↳logansargeant: she’s forgotten us

↳liamlawson30: becomes a big shot racer and forgets where she came from…

↳y/n_rb: when I asked if you guys wanted to play, you acted like I asked you to travel the 9 circles of hell

↳user12: that bad huh?

↳y/n_rb: yes! They were very dramatic

↳user12: I actually meant you tbh liked by landonorris, oscarpiastri, liamlawson30

↳y/n_rb: rude!

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Febuwhump2026 Day 22: Worse than death

Hours pass, no one comes.

Hours pass through into the night,

...and then day,

...and night again,

...and... day...

Perhaps what is worse than death is the waiting for it.

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Grab the Little One

Warnings: gun, gunshot, gunshot wound, blood, begging, gag, restraints, unconsciousness

Team Leader had to get Smallest Teammate to a safe place before they could confront Whumper and their goons. Whumper wanted Smallest Teammate and Team Leader couldn't let Whumper get them. They would protect Smallest Teammate at all cost.

They hadn't accounted for Whumper's team having night vision goggles. The first bullet ripped through their left shoulder while the other lodged itself in their gut. They didn't even have the breath to scream as they collapsed to the ground. They barely felt their blood beginning to pool around them.

Team Leader could hear Smallest Teammate begging them to get up. Begging them to breathe. Begging them to move. And begging Whumper's goons to leave them alone.

"Grab the little one," a voice said coldly.

"And the other?"

Team Leader knew they were the other. Knew they were the other and that they should be afraid. But all they cared about was Smallest Teammate. If their death saved Smallest Teammate, they would happily give their life.

"We don't need the other. You know what to do."

"Please! Please, don't hurt them! Please!" Smallest Teammate begged.

"Shut that one up first."

"Stop! STOP! I SAID ST--" Smallest Teammate's words were cut off suddenly. Team Leader knew that someone must have gagged Smallest Teammate from their angry breaths. Knew that Smallest Teammate had to be bound and gagged from the sounds of a struggle.

They had to get up. They had to help Smallest Teammate. They had to get Smallest Teammate out of there. With an agonizing cry, Team Leader tried to roll to their side, their world whiting out with pain. They blinked, trying to clear their vision, trying to fight from being dragged into oblivion.

Smallest Teammate's face was pinched with worry as they struggled between two people. Their arms were bound behind their back and a rough gag was stuffed in their mouth. But still they struggled. Team Leader had to get up.

The next time they tried to move, their world went completely white. They could not breathe through this pain. They could not fight through this pain. And as oblivion claimed them, they could only hope that the rest of the team would arrive in time to save Smallest Teammate. That was all that mattered.

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“Lay down, my dear. I’ll take care of the rest.”

Febuwhump 2026 | Day 22 | Worse Than Death

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Febuwhump 2026 Day 22 - Worse than death

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@febuwhump day twenty-two - worse than death

"I have no mouth and I must scream."

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Worse Than Death

@febuwhump day 22 ~350 words Characters: Echo Read Here on AO3

Synopsis: There are things worse than death. There's living.

"I reckon I'd rather die than survive with injuries like that."

"If I get blown up, and they offer me those mechanics to keep me alive, I'm saying no. Better dead than a freak like that."

"I'd rather eat my blaster. I would, if that happened to me."

There had been a time when Echo had agreed with them. Early in his recovery, shellshocked by the jarring awakening from his long cryostasis, struggling to piece together the discontinuous parts of his existence. Part of him remembered dying in the blast at the Citadel. He must have done, because the body he woke in was not his own.

But his mind was. That, at least, he was sure of. Despite all the changes, the brutal cybernetic grafts which even the best Kaminoan surgeries couldn’t disconnect from his nervous system, he was fundamentally the same person. The same loyal, quick-thinking ARC trooper, even if his body felt unfamiliar and he had to re-learn to recognise himself in the mirror.

Coming to terms with the things he had done during the time when the Techno Union had invaded his memories and weaponised them against his brothers had been difficult. The guilt he felt was all-consuming, and those were the days when others’ whispered comments not quite out of earshot felt like suggestions he should act on.

It had taken constant reassurance for him to finally start believing that what had happened wasn’t his fault. His conscious mind had been completely subsumed by the Separatist’s torture.

Which was why what Hemlock had been doing to the clone troopers in Tantiss was so horrifying to him. It was one thing for his body to be altered against his will, but the idea of his mind being suspended in some horrifying limbo whilst he was turned into a weapon to attack those he loved; that was the thing he struggled with the most, the thing he felt like he would spend the rest of his artificially short clone’s life making up for.

There were some things worse than death. There was living.