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writingfandomsandthings · 9 months

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A Bloody, Bloody Plague

The other characters I won’t reveal bits about until I write the story, because I want to keep the other looper hidden as long as possible but like...

Dys and Tang are also very Not Okay from their timeline. And it takes a minute for them to even figure out they’re from the same timeline. Dys starts suspecting sooner than Tang, because Tang is all wrapped up in guilt and trauma.

[REDACTED] put pressure on engineering to make the plague worse than originally planned and pushed for by Lum. Tang, once she gets out of the trauma brain soup a bit and understands what’s going on, clocks who the other time looper is quick.

Anyway. Her and Dys’ timeline is basically Sol is torn between Vertumna and the colony. They explore the outside with Dys, and even start wanting to maybe be a gardener too once they meet Sym.

But also, they were integral to important research and medical and robotics in the colony. They helped some with Geoponics and elsewhere, but if Sol wasn’t out in the wilds they were somewhere in Engineering.

Once [REDACTED] put pressure on for a more violent plague and...people (such as Nem and Rex) started disappearing and dying outside of the Glow, Tang started to crack a bit. Her and Sol’s relationship got a bit codependent and messy.

Dys might have freaked out a bit and got clingy and messy with Sol too. Especially when Sol began wandering the swamps and got on the bad side of Noctilucent.

Eventually Sol collects what they needed. They were trying to figure out why the plague was different from their dreams - and they were initially going to warn the Gardeners but then...well.

The plague has been engineered to kill everything on the planet rapidly, with a high infection rate. And I do mean everything, even extraterrestrials like humans. Sol gets it in their head that Lum is either on a suicide mission or intends to flee the planet, leaving the colony unwanteds behind.

People had already been killed in the experiments. Sol collects the plague, seals themself and Lum in a ship, and Tang watches them die. Sol had asked her to blast the ship into orbit so the plague could be destroyed.

Dys got wind of it and tried to get the Gardeners to intervene, and things quickly fall to chaos as the extermination of humans ramps up and the colony is fighting each other because Sol killed Lum, but also there was a world destroying plague.

Tang and Dys confront [REDACTED] once Dys gets out of Tang who was instrumental to the plague’s course and well...

Tang and Dys wake up as children again, before Stratos lands on Vertumna.

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fairiesdowntheroad · 7 months

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SHE LOVES CONTROL — 1.

summary — Y/N takes the internet by storm,catching the eyes of all due to her performance on the track ; it just happens that she also captured a certain McLaren driver’s attention in the process.

pairing — f1 22-23 grid x fem! driver reader,love interest tbd

warnings — alludes to alcohol consumption,F-bombs here and there,some misogynistic flashbacks,race inaccuracies!!!

prologue | chapter 1 | next chapter

FROM J ⛅️ : hi everyone! we’re finally at chapter 1,let’s goooo!! i tried completing this as quick as i could for you guys — so i hope it’s alright 🌟 nothing really important this chapter,just our golden girl reaching huge milestones and forming a friendship (who knows? 🫣) with a certain someone on the grid.

lmk what you think and hope you enjoy! i wish you guys lots of love <3

BAHRAIN 23’ : SUNDAY.

P8.

Qualifying P8 overall? That was horrid for everyone’s standards….but qualifying P8 in a Williams that was considered a tractor? That was impressive.First race of the season…

First race in her entire Formula 1 career.

She was nervous,stressed,scared — a whirlwind of emotions really.There was only so much her teammate could do,trying to console her was proved useless as of now.The girl’s mind pranced all over the place,she tried — key word being tried, to slow down her heart.The Brit had taken a seat next to her,watching her lose her mind.He sighed softly,understanding how she would feel yet wanting her to put her doubts and worries to a pause.

Even if they only were acquainted for a few months,he could already read her like a book.She reminded him of himself — a particular time where he was in Toro Rosso.

“Y/N” he called out softly,placing a hand on her shoulder.The girl simply looked up at him with an indifferent expression,though he knew she was hiding all those emotions in her heart.Her hands balled up into fists on her lap,turning a shade lighter than her actual skin was a telltale sign. “You’ll be fine” he reminds her softly.

You’ll be fine.

She will be fine.

The words sinking in,she thought deep and hard about what he said.The worst case scenario would be a DNF — but there were many more races in the season to prove her worth.What if people would hate her for her performance? — people would hate her regardless of what she does ; she’s a woman to begin with.

She nodded her head slowly accepting his words.Don’t get me wrong she was still very nervous….but it couldn’t go absolutely horrid right? “I hope so.” she breathed out,nervous chuckle coming out.

“It’s your first race so I understand the nervousness..but take it easy”

Taking out her phone she scrolled through her messages one last time…only to find a message from her father.Her eyes scanned over the message — trying to hide a smile from forming.

‘Goodluck,will be watching you from the team’s garage’

Not her team though.

Putting the phone away to put on her balaclava and helmet,she quickly made herself comfortable in the car.Checking the settings one last time and doing a radio check ; she was all set to go.She manoeuvred the car out of the pit lane,taking her rightful place between the other 19 cars on the circuit.

“The goal is to maintain your position,overtake if you can but don’t be risky” her race engineer — Rowan informed her.“Copy.” she replied monotously,choosing to put her full attention on the red lights.

Only a few more seconds…and then away we go.It seemed like it would take forever for the light to go off.’You got this’ she repeated over and over again in her head….she would be okay.

3..

2…….

Hitting the throttle to push as much as much as she could,she managed to maintain her position right behind her teammate.Through her side mirror she spotted the obnoxiously pink and blue Alpine trying to catch up to her.Was it Gasly’s or Ocons’s? She didn’t care at all.All she knew was to defend her spot — and playing the supporting role for her teammate.

This went on for a few more laps.She was restless ; her mind thinking of ways to solve the little problem on her hands right now.

Seeing the Alpine begin to close the gap,she pushed the pedal harder than she thought she could.Her heart pumped at undeniable speeds,feeling the adrenaline coursing through.“Gap to Gasly is 6.2 seconds.You can push,the tyres are still fresh” Rowan commented.

“Copy.” She kept her replies short and sweet,all her concentration poured into increasing the distance between her and the other cars behind her.She inched closer to her teammate,not willing to overtake for now.She would have to listen to the team’s instructions…but there was something off.

He was slowing down.

“Alex is going awfully slow” she remarked through comms with worry seeping through.She maintained her pace which caused her to be wheel-to-wheel with her teammate.His car pulled over to the side,leaving her as the only Williams car in the race.Eyebrows furrowing wirh confusement she thought of bringing it up with the team.

“Alex has been instructed to retire the car due to an engine problem—you have to push as much as you can to maintain your momentum.”

Didn’t need to tell her twice.

She said nothing,trying her best to catch up to the two orange McLarens in front of her.Getting closer,the hairs on her neck were pin straight.

“You have DRS.Overtake available”

“Copy” she hummed.Inching even closer then before,there it was.She could overtake now.She drove past by the first McLaren with ease.Oscar,the Australian McLaren driver in question was surprised there was a Williams gliding right in front of him.Sitting comfortably in P6 now,she was on a roll!

Within a few moments,she was able to strike for the overtake over the other McLaren.She was taking her rightful place as P5.

Just a little bit more.

It felt like forever,mere minutes feeling the same as a millennia for the rookie.By now,it was the final lap so she pushed as hard as she could.Passing the finish line she let out a breath of relief — she completed her first race.

“Congratulations Y/N…that is P5.”

P5…

What.The.Fuck.

“You’re joking….right? There’s no way we placed P5” she asked bluntly.She may have sounded blunt — but the girl was overjoyed.

The car was a tractor by how problematic it was during pre-season testing ; how was it in the points now? It was a relief.She laughed obnoxiously,smiling through that balaclava and helmet.

“Believe if it you want but that is a P5 on your debut.Beautiful performance from you — cannot wait to see more” Rowan congratulated her wirh a chuckle,amused at how she was seemed ro be in disbelief.The girl was laughing in joy now.It might not have been a podium like she was used to,but a P5 in a Williams was almost the equivalent of that.

She was nowhere near being satisfied ; but this would have to count for now.

She pulled her car into the garage,hopping out of the cockpit cheerfully.Taking off the balaclava and her helmet,the girl was greeted with cheers and rounds of applause from her team.She bloomed with joy — she didn’t care if her hair was sweaty and all over the place,this was where her hard work has gotten her.

Alex had made his way next to her,bringing the younger girl into a brief embrace.He was disappointed the first race of the season resulted in a DNF for himself,but he would not let that stop him from celebrating his teammate.

“Told you it would be alright” he muttered close to her so she could hear him.She simply flashed him a small smile,her heart filled with gratitude for him.The whole team embraced the two drivers to celebrate,regardless of the outcome.It was a new start.

A good one to say the least.

MCLAREN: LAP 40/57

The Brit drove comfortably in his McLaren.He was not worried about losing positions now,there was a comfortable distance between him and the car behind him.Driving without a worry,he failed to notice the Williams inching closer and closer to him.

“Lando,you need to push.The Williams is closing the gap between you two.”

What?

There was no way a Williams was behind him.Was he too slow or was the car suddenly blessed by the gods of speed? He couldn’t waste any time pondering further on that — he wouldn’t let himself lose to that tractor.

“Copy.” he replied quickly hitting the pedal to the metal.He tried his best to maintain his momentum ; but it came to no avail.The car had glided right past him in the matter of seconds.

“Was that the rookie’s car?” he asked in disbelief attempting to catch up to the woman in front of him.

“Yes — that was Y/N’s car”

“Fucking hell.”

The after party was…insane to say the least.

She didn’t exactly oppose parties — but she wasn’t entirely open to them either.The loud screams of joy,sweaty bodies colliding against each other,and the overall smell of alcohol ; she was not really pleased with the thought of parties as a whole.

Everyone in the club was celebrating the start of the season, it would be a memorable one for the books.She was only a few drinks in but ready to call it a day so she could head back to her room.

Stood next to a wasted Alex,he was rambling her ear off about something beyond her comprehension.The pair had showed up together after he convinced her to ; saying something along the lines of ‘enjoying your firsts’ which definetly gave off an entirely different message….

She was unsure of what to do with him — call a cab back to the hotel? let him have his fun? The girl was stuck pondering there and nodding mindlessly to his slurring and rambling.

“I think I’ll take him off your hands for now rookie.”

Her head shot up at the voice approaching her.She instantly knew who it was ; his British accent was hard to miss.The two were cackling at the wasted gentleman.

Greeting him with a nod,she knudged the other driver next to her so he could acknowledge the newcomer.

“LANDO! I’ve been waiting for you” Alex happily chirped,throwing himself to his fellow friend.She watched in amusement as the situation unfolded in front of her.The younger man slinging his senior’s hand around him,he walked towards the center of the party — where the other drivers sat.Their eyes scanned over to a very drunk Alex whose body was supported by the McLaren driver,and then the newbie who did not want to be here.

She flashed a friendly smile to the others as they were welcoming her with cheers.Pierre instantly had to make himself known,greeting her with a wink.She brushed it off,choosing to focus on the others.They went back to being engrossed in their own conversations — she felt out of place.Of course she did! She was a woman standing amongst sweaty and intoxicated men…definetly a position she was not to happy to be in.

Her bubble of thoughts were popped when the young man approached her once more.“Sorry about Alex,I think he’s drinking all that pain from his DNF away.” he remarked,eyes crinkling as he joked.The girl chuckled softly with him.

“He did give me a warning before hand that he was a lightweight — I was surprised it was that bad”

“Well,I would be drinking the night away too if my teammate got a P5 in a midfield car and I had to retire.”

Wow.

He was blunt.

She scrunched her nose at his comment.He smirked at her reaction,hand going over her shoulder in a friendly matter.”Speaking of drinking — you look like you haven’t been doing any of that” he pointed out,eyebrows raised as he wondered the reason for that.

“I don’t drink that much”

“It’s painfully obvious you don’t.” he snarkily commented.The girl raised her eyebrow on him,he was sassier than she expected him to be.She huffed,unsure of what to do with the man next to her.The two had interacted a couple of times through random run ins into each other at the paddock.Shy smiles had been sent to each other…he thought she was Alex’s PR Manager.

“I’m Lando by the way,even if you already knew that.”

“I know — Y/N..” she hummed nonchalantly,the boy raising an eyebrow at her response.She didn’t have any intent of coming off as cold ; she just did not know how to make herself comfortable among them.She was the outcast in her previous years of competing due to her gender — it was unusual to feel welcomed now.

She wondered in the back of her mind,did he have malicious intent or was he just nice?

Y/N was more acquainted with his teammate — Oscar,racing against each other in Formula 2.It was good for Oscar that he got a seat in a prestigious team ; she was unfortunately stuck in the bottom.Speaking of Oscar,she scanned the club to find him nowhere…weird.

“I think I’m ready to call it a night to be honest.” she confessed looking up at him.He laughed whole heartedly at her bluntness.Shaking his head,he patted her back.”By the way,you did good out there.Overtook me like it was a piece of cake” he compliments her as the party goes on.Music began blaring even louder now — bodies dancing like there was no tomorrow.

“I can’t hear you” she said loudly so he could get the message.She did hear what he wanted to say ; she just wanted to hear him say it again.He simply nodded at her,his hand moving itself to intertwine itself with hers.Feet beginning to move,he manoeuvred her out of the club.The ear damaging music slowly died down,the two standing at the entrance.

It was a quite night…contrary to the club.Her eyes scanned the man who had just dragged her out.His brown curls,the white shirt that he adorned along with ripped jeans.Her eyes had then averted to the city lights ; shining in their upmost glory.Lighting up the way for them.

“What were you saying just now?” she asked curiously,eager to hear him now that they were away from the crowd.Lando scratched his neck,his hand that was intertwined with hers untangling itself.

“You…you did a good job in the race.” he hummed softly.She perked an eyebrow as a small grin formed itself on her face,her eyes glinting with mischief.

“Don’t worry — I actually heard you the first time.” she snapped back,biting her lip to hold back another chuckle.His eyes were admiring the view in front of them.Bahrain never failed to amaze him.

“Just remember,I won’t let you by that easily next time.” he promised himself,hands sliding its way into his pockets as he stared at her.

“I’d want nothing but your best,Norris.”

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