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yeah i fully expected this lol, it’s the natural order of things . tumblr makes the thing, twitter takes the thing, twitter gets the credit for the thing. a tale as old as time. i’m not even that miffed tbh, post did what it was supposed to do which was make people aware that oscar piastri has a prehistoric wasp namesake and that mission was accomplished spectacularly

also if anyone from a media outlet or PR team somehow found their way to this blog they would immediately perish on the spot

but genuinely the person who deserves ALL the credit here is Corentin Jouault, the actual paleontologist who found the specimen, did the micro-CT scanning, wrote the taxonomy, and decided that a piece of mclaren orange amber deserved to honor oscar piastri in the permanent scientific record. he’s the one who put Gwesped piastrii into a peer reviewed journal with a doi and everything!! i just read the paper at an ungodly hour and thought “tumblr needs to know about this immediately”

lando: "that’s also where i went to my first ever racetrack was in yeovil, a track called clay pigeon. it was after school. my dad took both my brother oli, and myself to the- and it was a british championship, so it was a busy event. but it was my first time ever going to any event or anything.

i can remember watching on the pit straight and walking around the whole paddock area and i was like ‘oh my god, who's this guy?’ he had number 46. he also had on the front ‘the doctor’ and as soon as i saw that, i was like ‘oh my god, he knows valentino rossi.’

This is a rec list for one of my favorite tropes, the magical pussy. Since the lines between woke up with a pussy and turned into a girl are blurred, this contains both and I didn't try to categorize. All of these fics are incredibly hot and amazing and you should check them out immediately so I didn't repeat myself saying that over and over again and just wrote a little summary for each one. But they are. And you should. This isn't an exhaustive list, I know there are lots of great magical pussy fics I've forgotten or never knew about. If you have a favorite that's not on this list, please tell me about it!!!!

So here are 24 wonderful fics for 14 different pairings:

★ singapore heat by @nicbutnasty Lando/Oscar, 3.2k Oscar wakes up with a pussy. He needs to get fucked, sex-pollen style.

★ those magic changes by @peachbel1ini, Lando/Oscar, 7.8k Oscar has been wondering for a long time if he'd really turn into a girl after his first podium. Then it actually happens.

☆ be as you've always been by @gremlinlando, Lando/Oscar, 3.4k Trans omega Lando gets a pussy after winning the WDC. He really wants to keep it. So it can't get fucked.

☆ quickswap by @antidecent, Lando/Oscar, 12.3k Lando wakes up with a pussy. Turns out it's Oscar's.

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Stop talking about it

Work on the story you most want to write

Trading Places | Oscar/Lando | Explicit | 10,000 words

Oscar hadn’t realized he was falling asleep until he startled awake. He was on the wrong side of the plane. He looked down and that was wrong too. Not the outfit he’d been wearing, not… not his hands, rubbing over the pinstripe trousers covering his thighs. Not his hands at all, although he was able to move them. It was almost like being in a VR headset. He touched his face and felt only skin. So it wasn’t actually a headset. He looked across the aisle, the wrong way — this wasn’t the side of the plane he’d sat down on — and saw himself looking back. Body swap.

& here's the piece I've been working on over the past week: my traditional christmas day painting, world champion edition 🧡

Someone To Stay

~4.3k

on ao3

part 2 for Vodka Cranberry

I want to be… Oscar thinks. I want to be something. With you. He doesn't say it. His throat feels tight, he can't get words out. Emotions are too thick, too overwhelming. He feels tears prickling in the corner of his eyes, but blinks them away. His mind can only come up with one thing.

Oscar needs Lando, needs him close, needs him to stay, to be more, even as his words fail him. Oscar leans forward, still so close. He feels like he is shrinking in on himself, head hanging low in between his shoulders. Then, his forehead touches something solid and soft at the same time. Skin underneath fabric. Oscar's head rests on Lando's shoulder, exhausted and done, with a carousel of emotions in his head, centered on the ever-repeating cry of touch me, touch me, touch me.

I couldn't let my babies stay sad. I needed to to something. a 4.3k something in the end.

thank you @antidecent for the beta!! 🫶

and here's a small playlist if you wanna listen into my brain 🤭

tag list under the cut.

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