Landoscar Stories

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.

St. Edwards is a world of golden opportunities and silver spoons. For Oscar, it's a battlefield. Armed only with a scholarship and a dream to change his life, Oscar tries to stay invisible. But invisibility is impossible when your roommate is Lando-charismatic, popular, and the person who inadvertently turns Oscar's life into a living hell by leaking his secrets to the wrong people. What starts as a cruel game of social survival quickly turns into something far more dangerous. As the bullying pushes Oscar to his breaking point, Lando begins to see the cracks in the boy he's supposed to hate. Between shared silences in their dorm room and stolen glances on the soccer pitch, a forbidden connection starts to spark. Lando was the one who started the fire, but now he's the only one who wants to put it out. To love Oscar, Lando will have to betray the only world he's ever known. To love Lando, Oscar will have to find the strength to forgive the boy who almost destroyed him. In a school built on status, their love is the ultimate rebellion.

When Oscar Piastri downloads a mysterious Sims 4 mod out of curiosity, he accidentally traps his teammate, Lando Norris, inside his computer game. To free him, Lando must live out an entire Sims life - from woohooing to raising twins - while Oscar desperately tries to fix his mistake. But the longer they're stuck between reality and simulation, the blurrier their true feelings become. Will love bloom beyond the screen, or will their reality glitch forever? A comedic, chaotic, and surprisingly tender slow burn fanfiction where gaming, romance, and F1 off-season boredom collide. **Best Ranking** -#1 in Sims4 (20-July-2025)

When a famous singer drops a new song, and everyone's convinced it's about Oscar Piastri, things get real.

"It's like that one Tate Impala song." Oscar blinked, his brow furrowing. "Tate Impala?" "Yeah, you know," Lando said, waving his hands vaguely. "The less you know, the better." "It's Tame Impala," Oscar corrected, his tone dry but with a faint flicker of amusement. "Not Tate." The Brit stared at him, caught off guard. "How do you know that?" Oscar shrugged, his lips twitching into the faintest smile as he leaned back in his chair. "What? You think I don't listen to music?" "Well, no," Lando replied, tilting his head as he studied him. "You just don't seem like the type. You're so... I dunno. Serious." Oscar's smile widened, just a fraction, and he tapped his pen lightly against the desk. "Maybe you don't know me as well as you think." ˚₊𓆩༺🕷༻𓆪₊˚ Lando Norris is juggling the chaos of being a sixteen-year-old high schooler and the weight of being Spider-Man. But when Oscar Piastri, a quiet new student with a promising racing career, starts acting suspicious, Lando's world begins to unravel. OR Lando has been Spider-Man for four months, and Oscar is a suspicious bloke with a secret who Lando falls in love with. ˚₊ Slowburn ˚ #1 in Landoscar on 20/12/25

Enemies. Teammates. Rivals. Lando Norris hates his rookie teammate, Oscar Piastri. Oscar secretly likes him anyway. It should end there but between late-night arguments, jealous glances, and one stolen kiss, the line between rivalry and love starts to blur. Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri

This Story is about my favorite F1 drivers. It's mostly about Lestappen und their crazy friends! It's also an omega verse

A little chaotic fanfic with my babiessss xoxo Also honarary mention to THEE landoscar pic y'all (the cover) THE HAND PLACEMENT??? HELPPPP

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?

~ Landoscar story ~ Lando and Oscar haven't been teammates for very long but they do get along quite well, maybe too well. Oscar catches himself feeling something for his fellow driver. Hiding it becomes more and more difficult, especially when Lando is sending ambiguous signals. Will their story finally be a love story? ""I attended the grand prix in Imola and secretly watched the podium ceremony where Lando looked so ... divine, his head proudly raised and his tongue sticking out during the champagne fight, very cocky and ... "Oi Osc, you have some drool there, were you dreaming of me?" I snap out of my daydream and immediately blush."" Some oneshots at the end of this story Englisch isn't my first language so please excuse little mistakes. This is also my first fanfic, don't be too harsh. I hope you enjoy the story at least a little bit :) tumblr: papayapillowprincess ao3: likeawinner481

Charles Leclerc never expected his life to shift because of something so small-a crying baby in a restaurant, a stranger's arms holding him steady, a calm that came too easily. Clover liked him instantly. Carlos Sainz noticed. The way the crying stopped. The way his baby relaxed against Charles' chest. Desperation made him bold, and before Charles could think too hard, Carlos made an offer that felt impossible. "Work for me." Charles hesitated. He told himself it was only a job-better pay, shorter hours, a chance to finally save for his dream. Nothing more. Carlos told himself it was temporary. Just help. Just someone Clover liked. But days turned into routines. Mornings filled with fog and soft laughter. Late nights with tired eyes and shared silences. Clover became the quiet reason they kept circling each other, closer than either planned. "I don't need you," Carlos insisted. "I'm not staying," Charles lied. Yet every glance lingered too long. Every goodbye felt heavier. Somewhere between responsibility and comfort, something neither of them named began to grow. Two lives colliding in the smallest ways. And in the space between a child's laughter and unspoken feelings, Carlos and Charles find themselves falling-slowly, unexpectedly, and far too deeply. "I didn't plan to want you," "But I don't know how to stop."

When society collapses and a virus takes over, the f1 drivers are determined to live in this new world.

Oscar has two rules: Protect Amelie at all costs, and never let anyone close enough to leave again. At twenty-four, Oscar Piastri's life is a routine of silence and survival. Abandoned by his partner shortly after their daughter was born, he has built a fortress around his heart. He is a brilliant lawyer and a devoted father, but inside, he is frozen. When his old friends Charles and Max offer him a lifeline-a job and a fresh start in sunny Monaco-Oscar accepts, desperate for a change. He expects hard work and a quiet life. He does not expect Lando. Lando is Amelie's new kindergarten teacher. He is loud, chaotic, overwhelmingly affectionate, and wears his heart on his sleeve-everything Oscar is not. And while Amelie instantly falls in love with her colourful new teacher, Oscar finds himself terrified by the warmth Lando tries to force into his life. Lando is determined to melt the ice around the single dad's heart. But Oscar is convinced that everything good eventually leaves. Can a preschool teacher with too much energy teach a broken lawyer that some people are actually meant to stay?

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.

You know the drill... When Formula One decides to break away from the FIA towards the end of the 2025 season, the entire sport is scrapped until Liberty Media can make up the money lost in court and find a replacement for the governing body of motorsport. No one knows what to do with themselves. Not the crumbling sport, not the fans and certainly not the drivers. They are all left to wallow in a shower of missed opportunities and to just wait. Until six young, idiot millionaires persuade an older, possibly more idiot millionaire into a plan that could only be described as one thing : a bad idea. To buy a cabin in the middle of the French Alps to host the Christmas of a lifetime. An F1 Christmas. DISCLAIMERS!! -Only a number of ships mentioned (listed in tags if you want to know) -Very simular to my old F1 house book, however this is its own version for christmas that DOES NOT follow on from Mad house -All fiction and doesn't follow real events

sappy high school fic , it's romantic, teenage romance, up and coming, coming of age blah blah blah. it's beautiful, it's soft, it's heartbreaking. and i'm actually a good writer so, this book doesn't suck enjoy !!

Oscar, the youngest MP of the Progressive Left, is used to being underestimated - but he is ready to fight for change. Problem is, Lando Norris - the golden boy of the Liberal Party, crosses his way again and again until the lines between them start to blur. Or: They bump into each other a lot and are then forced to work together somehow. Many thing can happen from there on. tumblr: papayapillowprincess ao3: likeawinner481

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.

2025 was one of McLaren's best seasons. With both drivers leading the standings at the midpoint of the season, all hopes rested on them. Yet only one would become world champion. But that goal took a back seat when Oscar realized that his feelings for his teammate were becoming more than friendly and that his all world was slowly falling apart. (or when Lando has secretly loved Oscar for a long time, and Oscar gradually realizes that he feels the same way)

hii people im we writing oneshot book again there will be fluff , angst and smutt too.