> Landoscar storeowner au < Lando Norris, the cheerful owner of Norris' Nest, spends his morning tending to animals and helping customers in his cozy pet shop. When he meets Oscar, the charming new bakery owner next door, their friendly exchange hints at a connection. As Oscar navigates Lando's oblivious charm, he wonders if there might be more beneath Lando's playful exterior. Story warnings: Alcohol consumption Smut/sexual Angst

Landoscar one shots inspired by fanart I find. All artists will be credited in the chapters. Any suggestions for new chapters are appreciated.

Oscar Piastri, Australian Formula One driver, cold introvert. Lando Norris, British Formula One driver, Hot and bothered extrovert. Rivals on the track, and off the track... it's complicated. What could go wrong?

Oscar Piastri is Spiderman - but no one knows that. He's making sure to be careful so no one figures it out. As he's learning to deal with his powers and responsibility, unexpected battles and hardships come his way. Navigating his life as Spiderman, family life, and his close relationship with his best friend Lando is getting tricky.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] ━━━ This story runs parallel to ''Adrenaline: A lestappen story'' ❝ 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? ❞ Oscar Piastri, a McLaren driver, discovers a love as intense as the one he has for racing-only this one is unrequited. His heart races for teammate Lando Norris, but Lando is entangled in a complicated relationship with Carlos Sainz. ° Prominent characters: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargent, Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Mark Webber and Fernando Alonso.

During a golden, sun-drenched Monaco summer the Mclaren team takes a rare break. The villa they stay at is quiet, heavy with heat and the soft stillness of time off. Oscar arrives in the wake of a quiet breakup with Lily, carrying the silence of a man still figuring out what he's lost. He's withdrawn, his mind a haze of bitter thoughts. Lando watches from the edges, heart soft and aching. His crush on Oscar is old and carefully hidden, but now, without the noise of the track or the pressure of the season, something fragile begins to stir. In the space between cicadas and salt-kissed afternoons, conversations grow more honest. Oscar is lonely. Lando is hopeful. And sometimes, hope lingers even when it's sunburnt, peeling and sore, but still alive under the skin.

"I didn't hear a thing," Lando had said. Oscar walked back to his apartment, the words on loop in his head. "It must've been the wind." or: a landoscar fic inspired by the song 'must've been the wind' by alec benjamin