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A curse, they said. A curse that would swallow the Leclerc name whole if Oscar Piastri of Australia were to marry into it. So the engagement was broken, and Oscar was left with nothing; no home, no name, no crown. Stranded in Monaco with only the clothes on his back. He did not expect anyone to look for him. He certainly did not expect two. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed in this story are based on the public personas of real people, and the events depicted are entirely fictional and bear no relation to reality. This story does not claim to represent the actual thoughts, feelings, beliefs, or actions of any real individual. No harm or disrespect is intended toward any of the real people mentioned. RPF (Real Person Fiction) rules apply. Please read responsibly. English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any errors you may come across. I have done my best with beta-ing this, but if there are any major mistakes I may have missed, please do not hesitate to point them out kindly - it is very much appreciated! Lastly, comments truly keep me going, so if you're enjoying the story, please don't be shy and leave one! It means the world. 🤍

What will happen when two best friends start gettin even closer than the were? Will they break each other's heart, or will they become one? A original love story.

Oscar, an engineering student living in Spain, gets hymnotized by the doe-eyed barista that attended him

[ oneshots or more.... ] THIS BOOK CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT. LGBTQ+ F1 ships, bxb. -REQUEST OPEN.

In a city that never sleeps, Carlos is caught in a cycle of late nights, blurred lights, and self-destruction: numbing himself with sex, drugs, and everything else that keeps the silence at bay. When he crashes, it's Oscar- quiet, guarded, and unexpectedly patient, who picks up the pieces. Forced into each other's orbit, the two navigate a messy, electric connection built on shared emptiness and reluctant trust. As Carlos spirals between chaos and recovery, and Oscar struggles with the ghosts of his own past, they both begin to learn what it means to feel something real again- even if it hurts. Title: Sex, Drugs, Etc. (Beach Weather)

its the 2028 formula 1 season and it all comes down to the last race of the season to determine who the formula 1 world champion will be. isn't it ironic how a crash started their relationship but now it might also end their relationship

Kimi, Oliver and Isack deal with their Carlos ship's fallout like any fan would do - by writing fanfic obviously. It was all fun until it got switched with FIA documents.

Oscar, angry after having his race ruined by an inchident, stumbles across Lando and Carlos in a moment of distress and vulnerability. In a moment of anger he lashes out when he hears Lando speaking to Charles about it. Later he makes a careless comment to Carlos about a sensitive topic which causes tension, chaos and anger. Tags to be updated often as the fic is updated. TW: Original character suicide Cross posted on AO3

Carlos has been secretly in love with several of his closest F1 friends. But he never dared to act on it-not when they're teammates, best friends, rivals, or emotionally unavailable. So he writes letters to each of them-letters he never intended to send. That is... until one day, they somehow(Don't look at Ollie) get mailed.

Set in the Marauders Era, yet the Marauders do not exist, neither does Voldemort. Basically the Formula 1 grid of 2024 are all the same age, in their 6th or 7th year, it doesn't matter. Carlos and Lando hear of a legendary treasure which doesn't appear to be so mythical after all. They, with a gentle nudge in the right direction by Professor Alonso, work together to find out the truth of the Chamber of Shadows. Meanwhile, Oscar grows paranoid after he discovers a deathly looking Carlos in a corridor, yet he encounters Alonso, making him doubt the whole situation occurred, leaving Oscar in a state of confusion and desperation. He takes matters into his own hands, eventually leading to a shocking discovery. Or: Lando and Carlos go treasure hunting, there's something Carlos is hiding and Oscar intends to play detective after being a victim to Alonso's mind games. Or: Things between Carlos and Lando, as well as Lando and Oscar grow tense, things between Carlos and Alonso grow really tense, and things between Carlos and Oscar couldn't be any tenser.

In a cozy, bustling café tucked in the heart of the city, Carlos just wants to keep his head down, heal, and get through the day- until Oscar walks in with sharp sarcasm and a quiet steadiness that begins to crack through Carlos' carefully guarded walls. As slow afternoons stretch into shared coffee runs, unexpected confessions, and lingering glances, the two find themselves navigating more than just awkward shifts and spilled lattes. Between old friends, quiet jealousy, and unspoken truths, Carlos and Oscar must decide if what's growing between them is worth the risk of being truly seen.

Carlos Sainz and Lando Norris have been inseparable since their McLaren days together. Carlos discovers feelings for Lando that go beyond friendship yet finds himself unsure of how to express them without jeopardizing their close relationship. While they're hanging out with the Charles and Pierre, Lando makes a humorous yet cutting comment about Carlos's performance, joking that he's always in his shadow and can never quite catch up. Lando's words are meant to be light-hearted, but Carlos takes it to heart, feeling painfully exposed and disheartened. Devastated, Carlos tries to brush off his feelings, but the comment lingers, amplifying his internal struggle. This is when Pierre steps in, yet Carlos is first found by none other than Oscar Piastri, his forever on and off-track rival. Confused at his sudden change in attitude, he reaches out and offers a listening ear. As they spend time together, Oscar provides a fresh perspective and helps Carlos, sharing late-night talks, laughter, and mutual support after races. Meanwhile, Lando senses the shift in Carlos and, feeling guilty about his earlier comment, attempts to reach out. However, Carlos is hesitant, conflicted by his feelings for Lando and his beginning friendship with Oscar.

Carlos struggles with past trauma, self-harm, and hidden parts of himself while navigating friendships, betrayals, and unexpected connections. Through moments of pain, confrontation, and quiet support, he slowly begins to trust and lean on those around him, forging a tentative, fragile bond with Oscar Title: September, Sparky Deathcap

If you don't like don't read, no need to hate for no reason :) Simi, Carlando, Lestappen, Yukierre and more Yes this is inspired, and I love it when others are inspired so don't worry about it if you want to take bits from here 🫶 This is an average chat fic, and no it isn't done I'm just bad at posting 😂💕

The sterile hum of the hospital room was deafening in its quietness. Sunlight filtered weakly through the blinds, casting sharp stripes across the two beds where numbers 81 and 55 lay, broken and bruised, worlds apart despite their proximity. Carlos' eyes snapped open first, every breath a jagged blade of pain. His head swam, vision blurred by the dull ache radiating from every muscle. His gaze landed immediately on Oscar, who was staring back, equally battered and sullen, eyes narrow with distrust. Title: My Blood, Twenty One Pilots

Uni AU Across campus, Carlos and Oscar hate each other, Carlos is under threat of being sent back to Madrid and Oscar begins to realise what he's assumed wrong about. Lando watches everything unravel. Read Tags