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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 14.5k
It has to be Love. He's in Love with Lando Norris. Which can only me that he, Mundane Oscar Piastri, debuted as a Love Witch a decade after it was meant to happen. Christ, he's going to be fucking sick.
did this take every bit of determination to finish? yes. am i terrified to post again for some reason? also yes! BUT WE ARE SO BACK BABY IM GONNA CARRY THIS MOMENTUM I HAVE I D E A S!! SUMMER ROMANCE IDEAS!!!!
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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 11.9k
Lando gives up on listening to the table's bickering, too busy watching Oscar, who's too busy watching Charles. He spies the telltale signs: lines form between Oscar's brows for a brief moment – a flash of concentration immediately replaced with impassive eyes, pink cheeks and pinker ears. He knows that face. Oh God, Lando thinks to himself, watching Oscar tilt his head in rapt attention. Not again. Or: Oscar loves to play cupid (poorly), Lando loves Oscar (apparently), and their friends are sick of watching (finally)
WINTERY CHRISTMASY FIC!!!! WE MADE IT!
also, shoutout to anyone that wants to see oscar be a little aroace about it. shoutout to anyone that wants to explore all the forms of love, even if the characters don't really realize they're doing that. same!
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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 6.7k words, oneshot, EXPLICIT
"Do you know where you are, Oscar?" Oh, he likes that – how the boy's eyes snap to his whenever he says his name. "It's a, um–" His voice cracks. "It's a winner's room, isn't it?" He shifts, stretching his arms along the back of the sofa languidly – not missing how younger-Oscar's eyes drift to his chest, his waist, the defined muscles of his shoulders. "And what's the loser meant to do in a winner's room, Oscar?"
oops it's time travel smut again :/
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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 10k words, oneshot
"D'you think there will be any issues with two unmatches for teammates?" Lando's always hated that phrase, whispered like it's a disease – like he's going to sneeze on someone and boom, their soulmate never existed. And he's not even unmatched to begin with, contrary to media obsession. It's just... it's complicated. Or: Lando's got a faulty soulmate connection, a new teammate, and a big storm comin'.
omg i'm back in my fluff era????? Happy 50th fic indeed!!!!
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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 3.6k words, oneshot, explicit
"Had a really, um..." His tongue feels heavy, drunk. "S'mone gave me a pretty drink, it was, uh –" Realization dawns on Lando in an instant. "Don't say it was –" "Kinda twinkly, like –" "Fucking hell," Lando groans, trying to ignore the way his cock twitches in his trousers.
in an effort to get myself back in the saddle, i offer a loose take on sex pollen/implied truth serum with some phone sex :)
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Max Fewtrell/Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri (4.2k, EXPLICIT)
"Can I–" "Whatever you want." Max interrupts, tilting his chin towards Lando. "I'll tell you if you need to stop, yeah?" Oscar's voice is soft, light in an awestruck sort of way. "Can he smell you?" "Guess." His lips turn up at the corners as Lando gasps, untouched – shoulders jolting in an attempt to free his bound hands from behind his back.
gather 'round freaks, it's sliqfic time.
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Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 5.9k words, oneshot, explicit
"Say it, Osc. You want it, I know you do." "It's –" "Wanna come in my mouth," Lando licks along his slit, humming when Oscar's grip tightens in his hair. "Until I say you're done." "I can't –" "That's not what I asked."
I'm back! It's porn! It's bratty dom lando (from the sit quiet universe), inspired by the Great Ass Smack of Saudi Arabia 2025 :)))
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri, 54k words, 7/10, ongoing
He looks to the sun and thinks of Oscar. Maybe he’s meant to be up here after all, ignoring the rest and focused only on what the podiums bring him closer to. Maybe he can stand up here, triumphant, despite wanting more – despite trying to be more, trying to remember what it is to feel whole. Maybe this is the first step, reclaiming what it means to take it all.
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Ch. 1 // Ch. 2 // Ch. 3 // Ch. 4 // Ch. 5 // Ch. 6 //
