They're teammates, ex-somethings, and way too good at pretending it never happened. Fast cars, hot tempers, and a whole lot of unresolved tension. This is Burnout. And they're both already running on fumes. Or short: Another landoscar story

In a world shattered by the mysterious Propagation, Formula 1 driver Lando Norris and his best friend Max Fewtrell have managed to survive three long years on a lonely semi-desert island off the ruined coast of Thailand. Civilization has collapsed, electricity is gone, and humanity has slipped into violence, starvation, and silence. But everything changes the day a strange blue-and-black butterfly begins following Lando-a creature that seems too calm, too focused, too deliberate to be natural. When the pair discover a dying woman whose legs have turned entirely to stone, they learn about a new horror spreading through the world: a stone-forming virus consuming entire villages from the toes upward. With danger closing in, Lando and Max flee inland-only to collide with one of Lando's oldest friends from his childhood karting days: George Russell, alive but carrying scars from surviving alone for years. As the trio move toward rumored safe zones in the northern mountains, Lando begins having vivid dreams of Oscar Piastri-dreams that feel too real, too purposeful, and always guided by the same butterfly. The world is ending in ways no one understands, but Lando refuses to give up. Because if even one friend survived... maybe others did too. And maybe the butterfly isn't just a butterfly at all.

Basically Oscar's Spiderman, and him and Lando are in F4. Or Two F4 rookies. Broken in their own ways. Oscar - quiet, with reflexes that whisper of something inhuman, shadows moving differently when he's near. Lando - loud, sharp-tongued, hiding a storm of pain behind every cruel joke. On the track, they race. In the city, Oscar becomes something else entirely - a silent guardian with impossible skills, weaving through night streets like a predator. Racing isn't just a sport for them. It's survival. English isn't my first language, so please be nice. (Will that statement make you read it? 😏) (This description's so bad because I can't be bothered to fix it)

Lando is struggling with food.What happens when he faints whilst with Oscar?Will he help?Will he be able to save him? writing in this is awful,expect many grammar mistakes x trigger warning:this story includes eating disorders so please don't read it if you feel it could be a trigger,look after yourself 🫶

hiii this is my safe place where I can post whatever wanders around my mind enjoy my rambles <3 NONE/LITTLE OF THE THEMES THAT ARE MENTIONED ARE TRUE EXCEPT FOR THE CONTEXT AND THE CHARACTERS (and not every part of their personalities since I don't know them personally!). I don't mean to offend anyone, it's just for fun :)

Oscar forgot. Lando didn't. Now there's nothing left but silence, glances, and memories that no longer belong to both of them. How do you make someone fall in love with you.. all over again? - amnesia trope - slow burn

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.❞ - 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩: 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. 𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩.

Welcome to my Landoscar one-shots collection! Expect all the tension, emotions, and quiet moments that make Oscar and Lando so special. Heads up: The very first story is a special exception-an Oscar × Tate McRae one-shot. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip it and jump right into the Landoscar stories. Enjoy the ride! 🏁💙🧡

*Sometimes the person you hurt the most... ends up saving you.* Lando's life is built on pressure - the kind that comes from a family that never stops expecting more. When Oscar, the new kid with an Australian accent and a quiet smile, joins his class, Lando's frustration finds an easy target. But behind every cruel word, there's something else brewing - something Lando doesn't understand until the day Oscar helps him through a panic attack. What starts with a jacket turns into something neither of them saw coming: comfort, chaos, and maybe even love.