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.

Lando Norris isn't dying. That's what he keeps telling himself. He's just-tired. Too tired. The kind of tired that makes your hands tremble when you paint, that makes your world fade to white under fluorescent light. When he collapses in the middle of the street, it should've just been another headline: Campus art boy passes out, again. But that day, someone caught him-literally. A photography major with shaking hands and a camera still strapped to his neck. Oscar Piastri didn't mean to care. But he did. They meet again, the sunlight from the tall panes framed him in soft gold-Lando slumped over a desk, heartbeat uneven, breath too shallow. Oscar's voice cuts through the silence. "Sleep well." And somehow, Lando listens. He shouldn't feel anything. Not this warmth blooming in his chest. Not this quiet safety whenever Oscar looks at him like he's not fragile. "Why do you keep helping me?" Lando asks one day, voice cracking between guilt and hope. Oscar shrugs, eyes soft. "Because you keep falling." Then there's George-best friend, chaos incarnate-who would fight the whole hospital if he could. Feeling Max's quiet stare on him, George yanks Lando up to use him as a shield. "What?! You wanna fight, huh?!" His little fists tremble inside his cardigan sleeves. Max doesn't even blink. "Try me," the doctor deadpans, flipping a chart. Between sleepless nights, half-drunk cups of coffee, and the hum of a heart that beats too fast for its own good, Lando begins to draw again. And maybe-just maybe-he's learning how to live again, too. Because this time, when Oscar offers his hand, Lando doesn't pull away. a slow heartbeat turning into melody. a story about falling, again and again, and choosing to stay.

"You hate me, don't you?" "No. I wish I did." When rookie Oscar Piastri joins McLaren, Lando Norris doesn't think much of him: quiet, polite, unthreatening. Until the first test. Until Oscar's lap times start haunting him more than the thought of losing ever did. Rivalry turns personal, and attraction feels a lot like obsession. In the season that could make or break them, Lando learns that the real danger isn't on the track. It's the rookie sharing his garage. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ angst; enemies to lovers;

Mission Oscar Piastri-Leclerc-Verstappen-Norris is a go...in short, chaos reign. Slow burn cuz of course...

Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri and one shots. Aka the perfect cocktail for a nice wattpad creation. Does contain adult content such as swearing, 'violence' and bxb smut.

Engineer!Oscar / Driver!Lando Not rated (rating could go up!) M/M No warnings apply. Incomplete. Lando sees a familiar brown head of hair, with a McLaren branded lanyard around a neck, and he can't quite place where he's seen him before. The man locks eyes with him, looking visibly relieved. It's not long before the man is standing in front of him, hand outstretched. Lando takes it cautiously. "Hi. I'm Oscar Piastri." ...Pastry? "Lando Norris." Crossposted from AO3! silly_bird Standard RPF rules apply: don't show this to them, don't take this out of fandom spaces etc etc i'm not used to having to add a cover and chapter titles. i just grabbed whatever picture of lando and oscar.

Lando Norris couldn't accept his cold, new teammate, Oscar Piastri. But when their rivalry shatters the driver's facade, Lando discovers hidden wounds and profound pain. Falling deeply in love, Lando offers Oscar the only unconditional safe harbor. Yet, the power of that love terrifies Lando himself, forcing him to flee from an emotion he can't control. Can he return in time to prove his love is stronger than his fear, before the wounded champion seals himself forever in silence?

What happens when the entire F1 grid has a group chat... and no one respects boundaries? From photos, screenshots, savage memes, and flirty comments to nonstop teasing of every ship, chaos reigns supreme. Landoscar gets all the spotlight-blushes, possessive reactions, and embarrassing moments galore-but no ship is safe. George & Carlos, Max & teammates, random flirts... everyone ends up roasted, teased, and dragged into the madness. Expect: Full-grid chaos 😎 Hilarious teasing and savage memes 🤪 Flirty, blush-inducing Landoscar moments 💖 Other ships getting dragged into the fun 🔥 Pure, chaotic fandom energy Warning: you may laugh, swoon, and scream at the same time. This is a wild, flirty, meme-filled ride through the F1 grid, and trust me-you won't want to miss it. ---

Lando Norris has a type. Brown eyes and... his teammate. After getting his heart broken by Carlos, he tries desperately to protect his heart and not fall for someone unattainable again... until Oscar Piastri steps into the picture and turns his world upside down.

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?