The Rebound
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Lando Norris didn't mean to hire a nanny from a coffee shop.
Oscar Piastri was supposed to be temporary-just someone to help keep things together while Lando juggled work, single fatherhood, and a life that never seems to slow down.
But somewhere between school pickups, late-night dinners, and quiet moments after the kids fall asleep, "temporary" starts to feel a lot like something else.
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love, rewritten
--- Lando Norris wakes up from a year-long coma with no memory of the love story that changed his life. He remembers Oscar Piastri as a rival. A teammate. Nothing more. Not the secret glances. Not the whispered I love yous. Not the marriage. Not the night he promised forever. Now, Oscar stands by his side-husband, stranger, and the man Lando unknowingly gave his whole heart to. But how do you fight for someone who doesn't remember loving you? How do you make someone fall in love with you again, when every memory of "us" is gone? In a story filled with heartbreak, healing, and second chances, The Second First Time takes you through the slow burn of re-falling in love, the weight of forgotten vows, and the aching beauty of choosing each other-even when the past is lost. Because sometimes, the heart remembers what the mind forgets. ---Complete
Orange, Always
They share the same garage. The same color. The same pressure. In the relentless world of Formula 1, everything is measured in tenths of a second - except what grows slowly, quietly, between two teammates. Oscar Piastri thrives on control, precision, and silence. Lando Norris lives through instinct, emotion, and noise. Side by side at McLaren they learn to trust each other on track long before they dare to understand what happens off it. Between Friday practices, tense Saturday qualifying sessions, and unforgiving Sunday races, something unspoken settles in the spaces between them. Shared routines. Lingering glances. Almost-touches that mean too much to be accidental and not enough to be named. As the season unfolds - through victories, failures, pressure from the paddock, and eyes that start to notice - Oscar falls first without realizing it. Lando falls harder while trying not to fall at all. What happens when two people are always next to each other - and nowhere feels safe enough to tell the truth. A slow-burn Formula 1 romance. Hidden. Intimate. Inevitable.Complete
When I'm With You (Landoscar)
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 themesComplete![We Hate Each Other - [LANDOSCAR]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/395559190-256-k275368.jpg)
We Hate Each Other - [LANDOSCAR]
"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.
stay, idiot. | landoscar
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.Complete
LANDOSCAR (oneshots)
hii people im we writing oneshot book again there will be fluff , angst and smutt too.
Malfunction // Landoscar FF
What started as one of Lando Norris's dumbest moments spirals into something he never expected - fake rumors, accidental kisses, scheming friends, and far too many sleepless nights in Oscar Piastri's arms. Between chaotic interviews, tense races, and quiet moments under the stars, Lando learns that maybe losing his head around Oscar isn't a problem at all...it's love. A story of spirals, grounding, friendship, and finally saying I do.Complete
Landoscar And The Grid
Mission Oscar Piastri-Leclerc-Verstappen-Norris is a go...in short, chaos reign. Slow burn cuz of course...Complete
#LANDOSCAR
With McLaren having one of their worst seasons yet, the team is on the verge of ending the year championship-less, until Formula 1 introduces a brand new award: the *F1 Media Team Championship*. Determined to make sure McLaren wins something this year, head social media admins Adam and Sarah come up with a dangerously brilliant idea: Use the internet's terrifying obsession with #landoscar to drag McLaren's engagement to the top. More flirting. More touching. More "accidental" chemistry... It's perfect marketing! Right up until Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri start forgetting what parts were supposed to be fake.Complete
tell me, you felt it. | landoscar
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. 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.Complete
--- Lando Norris wakes up from a year-long coma with no memory of the love story that changed his life. He remembers Oscar Piastri as a rival. A teammate. Nothing more. Not the secret glances. Not the whispered I love yous. Not the marriage. Not the night he promised forever. Now, Oscar stands by his side-husband, stranger, and the man Lando unknowingly gave his whole heart to. But how do you fight for someone who doesn't remember loving you? How do you make someone fall in love with you again, when every memory of "us" is gone? In a story filled with heartbreak, healing, and second chances, The Second First Time takes you through the slow burn of re-falling in love, the weight of forgotten vows, and the aching beauty of choosing each other-even when the past is lost. Because sometimes, the heart remembers what the mind forgets. ---
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