Description: What happens when the entire F1 grid starts shipping Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri? 🤨🔥 A simple group chat turns into pure chaos as the drivers analyze every glance, every touch, and every accidental matching outfit. From stolen hoodies to suspicious hand placements-nothing goes unnoticed. Will Landoscar survive the teasing, or will the paddock manifest them into reality? 👀💬🏎️ #TeammatesToSoulmates #Landoscar #McLarenChaos

Papaya Rules... No Lando and Oscar Rulez:D Enjoy my Oneshots. Yes This will Contain Angst/Smut/Fluff

"Slow kisses in the morning, moans swallowed between mouths in our bed. Every meal shared together. Laughing hard on the couch while watching something stupid, then curling up in each other's arms, intertwining our fingers as the night became quiet. The way we brushed knuckles and shoulders in public, that it was our way of holding hands. The way he looked at me and without words said: I see you, I love you, I'm here." An established relationship LandOscar story of yearning, fluff, and smut (minimal angst). In which Lando and Oscar navigate being queer men in a sport that does not allow them to be open about their relationship. They find comfort with each other and slowly create a life together. Shown in a non-linear timeline, you see their life and relationship build up around them through very smutty (:p) mosaic chapters that capture small snippets of their life. Thank you @p4dfoot__ for inspiring me to write this, ily! Title song is "Sleep Talking" by Indigo De Souza

Lando has always been McLaren's golden boy, their leader, their future. But after a season where Oscar proved himself time and time again, doubt starts to creep in. Is he still the priority? Is McLaren still his team? For Oscar, the season was a test in patience. He played his role, followed the plan, allowed the team to back Lando when it mattered. But now, with the fight for 2025 looming, he wonders, should he stop waiting for his moment? Should he take it? Friendship, rivalry, ambition. Two teammates, one team, and a battle for dominance that can only be settled on track.

*^ just some Landoscar stories, Some smut, some fluff, some angsty. Not many angst I'll cry myself ^*

A collection of random oneshots

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! 🏁💙🧡

Lando Norris is the campus celebrity-streamer, showman, always surrounded by laughter and admirers. Yet, no matter how many fans orbit him, his gaze fixes on one boy. He sneaks into classes he doesn't belong in, always with chocolate milk just for excuses, and blurts it out without shame. "I want you." Oscar Piastri isn't like the others. He's quiet, focused, an archer on scholarship who builds his life out of discipline. Where Lando is loud, Oscar is steady. Where Lando craves attention, Oscar avoids it. And every time Lando appears at his side, Oscar pushes him back. "What do you want from me this time?" Oscar demands, arms crossed. But things shift when Lando hits a breaking point-his manuscript thrown away, his heart cracked open in front of George and Max. Rumors flood the internet after a livestream slip, whispers of "Landoscar" spreading faster than either can stop. Oscar watches from the shadows, jealousy gnawing at him when Paul or even Kimi hover too close. He does things he swore he wouldn't. Saves the manuscript, copies notes for Charles just to get Lando's address. "I want-Lando's home address." Charles blinked in disbelief. "No. Nope. Not you. You'd never pull a stunt like this. You. Hate. Lando." But hate was never the truth. Jealousy was. Fear was. And when Oscar showed up at Lando's apartment, the walls finally broke. "O-Oscar...?" Lando whispered, clinging to the doorframe. And in the quiet of that moment, he admits the words he's hidden for too long. Oscar confesses, his voice trembling. Oscar wants Lando to choose him. Still. Always. And then-raw, unfiltered, aching- "I've lost. I've fallen for you. Again and again. I can't fight it anymore." Reality was messy, though. Promises whispered with hooked pinkies, nights tangled on the sofa in pajamas. "You're sure, none of this is from some stupid dare?"

Obviously a Landoscar oneshot book. Plenty of little stories of them will be written. Other ships may be dabbled in as time goes on.

|~< a Landoscar story (oscarxlando) Oscar had always been mesmerised by lando Norris. How good he was. But when he signed for McLaren, he was unsure what to expect from the Brit. But it wasn't for him to always get what he wants >~|