❝ Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling. There's a pause, stretching suspiciously long. A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again. "Sorry," OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. "Thought someone was at the door."❞ Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.

(+18) Lando Norris expected a teammate; he didn't expect a mystery. In the high-octane world of Formula 1, Oscar Piastri is a ghost in the machine; calculated, detached, and seemingly untouchable. But the walls around the him begin to crumble when Lando discovers Oscar's best-kept secret: behind the ice-cold exterior lies a man who has never let anyone close enough to touch him. Stunned by Oscar's unexpected innocence, Lando finds himself inexplicably drawn into his orbit. What starts as curiosity quickly turns into an obsession, with Lando finding every possible excuse to be by Oscar's side in the debrief rooms, the private jets, and the quiet corners of the paddock. As Lando pushes through the layers of Oscar's isolation, he realizes that melting the ice of a virgin heart is far more dangerous than any 300km/h corner

Oscar is just another engineering student trying to survive university, keep his head down, and get through life one day at a time. Lando is a popular Twitch streamer balancing his online persona with his studies, chaos, and a life that never really slows down. They weren't supposed to collide. But when Oscar starts getting quieter, more tired, and harder to read with each passing week, Lando can't help but notice. Something is wrong, and Oscar is getting very good at pretending it isn't. Between late-night streams, campus chaos, and growing suspicion, Lando starts piecing together that Oscar is hiding something far bigger than he's letting on. Because while they're living normal lives, a Formula 1 driver is quietly taking over the season, and it's starting to feel like everything is connected in ways neither of them understand. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: contains panic attacks, anxiety, and emotional/trauma-related themes

Oscar Piastri was never supposed to matter. Quiet. Precise. Sharp. He moved through the world like a straight line-disciplined, steady, predictable. He didn't chase anyone. He didn't flirt. He didn't smile unless necessary. And yet, he kept finding Lando. A chocolate bar left on a desk. A sticky note in looping handwriting. A soft voice beside Lando's ear. "This is for you. Eat, please." Lando hated it. Hated the way Oscar seemed to anticipate his next move. Hated the hand that appeared just to shield him from bumping into corners. Hated the look in Oscar's eyes-slow, deliberate, almost gentle. One afternoon, under a sunlit tree, Oscar said, "Your star hairclip suits you. You look cute today." No one had ever watched Lando that closely. No one had seen past the showmanship, past the bravado. He pulled away. Snapped. Ran. Heart pounding, throat tight. And Oscar? He stayed. Patient. Quiet. Collecting the pieces of Lando's chaos like it was natural. The strangest thing, when others got too close to Oscar, Lando stiffened. His tone sharpened. "Why him? He doesn't even look at you properly." Oscar's voice was soft, patient. "Lando, why do you care?" "I... I don't. Just forget it," Lando muttered, looking away. He didn't care. But Oscar kept choosing him. In small ways, unnoticed ways, the kind that made Lando's chest tighten. If Oscar was pretending, Lando's heart might not survive. But if he wasn't, then maybe Lando was already falling. Hard. And he wasn't sure he wanted to stop.

Gracias a la presión de las múltiples giras y conciertos Oscar se distanció de Lando provocando que su relación terminara. Pero claro, una relación que no terminó por falta de amor es muy difícil de superar. Oscar lo intenta, pero su mente siempre vuelve a Lando, a los recuerdos que tenía con él. Ha querido llamarlo desde que rompieron, pero no se atrevía, no ahora, que había escuchado que estaba saliendo con alguien más. Durante la noche, revisando las fotos que tenían juntos y con el corazón roto, le llega un mensaje inesperado. ¿Será esta su oportunidad para poder recuperarlo? ____________________ • Oneshot (sé que son dos partes, pero aún así lo contaré como oneshot🫡) • 10k de palabras • Oscar cantante. • Lando fotógrafo. • Final feliz ✨️ ▪︎ Inspirado en el videoclip y canción: We Don't Talk Anymore - Charlie Puth (feat. Selena Gomez) • Portada hecha por mí 🤝 • Escuchando de nuevo la canción me vino a la mente la idea de hacer un fanfic Landoscar con este Au, y este es el resultado.

A landoscar love story. The McLaren boys have been pushed by Zak Brown to go on a vacation, allowing them to relax through the chaos of the season. The two have to warm up to each other as they spend their time together, yet a few sudden mishaps suddenly.. bring them together? Original story by @hooolllyy on tik tok

"So what?" Lando asked. "We just forget about it?" Oscar parted his lips, then closed them, unsure what to say. He didn't want to ignore what happened, he knew that much. But he also knew that he wanted to win. He wanted that championship trophy and couldn't afford to get distracted; especially when that distraction came in the form of his teammate. He locked his gaze with Lando's, so he could understand. "We just forget about it," he repeated, watching Lando's hazel eyes flutter. "And go back to being friends." Lando broke eye contact first. "We can't go back to being something we never were." ... Two teammates. One championship. A rivalry to destroy them both. ... Started: 4/25/26

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.

❝𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬.❞ - 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩: 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘺𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴.

"You wanna try?" Said the curly-haired boy with a helmet in one hand and Oscar's fate in the other. They were supposed to make it to F1 together. And technically? They did. But now Lando can't stand to look at him. And Oscar? He's still trying to fix something he never meant to break. Or: the one where Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri were childhood best friends, maybe something more, until everything exploded-and now they're stuck side by side, pretending they don't remember every second of what they lost.