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Eventually Oscar couldn't hold it back anymore. "How does it work? The blood thing. The compulsion to drink it."
Lando blinked, clearly not expecting that question.
"I'm serious," Oscar continued, his nurse-brain fully engaged now. "Why does it have to be blood specifically? What about other bodily fluids? And what part of the blood are you actually consuming? The hemoglobin? The iron? Plasma proteins? Is it the stem cells in the bone marrow? What's the active ingredient?"
Lando stared at him for a moment, then let out a surprised laugh. "You sound like you're trying to write a research paper."
"I'm trying to understand," Oscar said. "Clinically. Scientifically. If this is real—and clearly it is—then there has to be some kind of mechanism. Some explanation."Or: Oscar Piastri is a dedicated and morally sound nurse and Lando Norris is a hundred-year old nervous wreck of a vampire, and Lando's been feeding on Oscar's favorite patient. And oh, they're neighbors.
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22 Jul 2026
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Oscar Piastri was eight years old when his soulmate opened their link for the first time and immediately insulted him:
Australians suck. I hope my soulmate isn’t Australian.
Oscar took that remarkably well.
By which, of course we mean he spent the next fourteen years holding a grudge.
Unfortunately, Lando Norris does not remember any of this.
--- ALTERNATIVELY ----A soulmate bond opens.
A child says something stupid.
Another child takes it personally.
Fourteen years later, everyone involved wishes they had made better choices.Series
- Part 10 of Landoscar Anthology
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21 Jul 2026
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Lando was late again, by exactly one minute.
Oscar glanced at his watch, then at him. “Late. We start tomorrow.”
That set Lando off immediately. He hissed under his breath, furious, but careful not to shout inside the library.
“By a fucking minute?!”
“Irresponsible,” Oscar said flatly, as if Lando’s outburst barely registered.
Or, Lando Norris, a fourth-year business management student and captain of the university’s soccer team, is one failure away from being benched, which could also jeopardize his graduation. Oscar Piastri, on the other hand, is a third-year medical student, top of his class, a certified nerd, and brilliant enough to tutor. A university scholar that tutors for the money.
Oscar is Lando’s tutor. Lando, used to getting away with everything, money, a stellar reputation, a name that opens doors, has never had to struggle to stay on top. Oscar despises people like him. He hates that someone can coast through life on charm and wealth while others, like him, have to work relentlessly for every scrap of success. Lando embodies everything Oscar loathes.
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18 Jul 2026
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MCLAREN TEAM RADIO | PIT → NOR
WILL JOSEPH (ENGINEER): Red flag, Lando. Red flag, red flag. Keep the delta positive… Lots of fire in Turn 7.
LANDO NORRIS: Copy. Is everyone alright? [Voice cracking, breathless] Will, who is that? Who is in the wall in Turn 7?
ENGINEER: It’s… [Brief pause] It’s Oscar, Lando. Oscar has had a major shunt.
Oscar Piastri suffers a horrific, violent crash mid-race.
Lando is forced to live through every agonizing second of the aftermath, facing his worst nightmare as he waits for news. Watching the flames and the debris, he is hit by the crushing realization that some secrets are too heavy to carry to the grave—especially the ones he is always too cowardly to admit.
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- Part 1 of F1 Stand-alone Crashes Series
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16 Jul 2026
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“I…it's just that there’s a race tonight, Osc.”
Something sinister snapped in his mind. Oscar’s fingers dug into the hard plastic of the phone, almost painful with the force of the grip. “Are you serious? You can’t–it’s one race, Lando.”
“Every race counts, baby,” Lando argued, though there was no real heat behind the words. They were almost pleading, begging him to understand.
But Oscar was tired of understanding.
He’d done nothing but understand their entire relationship, and look where it had gotten him.
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Lando Norris. Two time Formula 1 world champion, McLaren golden boy, driver of the ages. And in recent years, loving husband and father.
Sometimes, Oscar wondered what labels the world would assign to him. Oscar Piastri. Loving husband and father, sure.
But was there anything else?
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In which we explore the loss of identity that comes with being a WAG, a parent, and a husband.
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- Part 1 of landoscar family universe
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15 Jul 2026
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*Currently being edited - This is being reposted after major editing. Part 2 (Reckoning) will still be updated alongside this.*
Chapter: 2/19 have been edited
Oscar is a weapon. Torn apart by the academy, haunted by a power that could consume him, dragged into a war he wants no part of.
Lando is magnetic, clever, and lethal in ways that leave no scars, effortlessly commanding attention wherever he goes.
When they are forced to work together on a deadly mission they must survive not just each other, but the dangers of the academies secrets.
Dragons are never simple, and war is never fair. As the lines between friend and enemy blur, Oscar and Lando begin to question who the true enemy really is.
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- Part 1 of Stay (this time)
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13 Jul 2026
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All things considered, Oscar would say that he was doing pretty well. Not in the race, obviously—that had been fairly shit—but in terms of damage control. He and Lewis had resolved their whole situation peacefully. In his post-race interview, he had remained calm and given the usual neutral answers of "it is what it is" and "we're always pushing to do better." Team debrief had been weird. A lot of shit had happened during the race, and when Oscar was in the middle of so much of it, it was bound to be a little difficult. But it was fine, really.
That was why hours after the race, finishing picking up his drivers room and getting ready to go back to the hotel, he was decidedly not thinking about it. Nope. Not at all.
or; it started in monza, when oscar needed a hug and got one. 9 race weekends total, landoscar-figuring-out-their-shit style.
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09 Jul 2026
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“Trust and integrity aren’t exactly words the paddock associates with you after the way you ditched Alpine.”
Lando froze as the words came out of his mouth, but it was too late to take them back. And as he saw the hurt bloom like a bruise on his boyfriend’s flushed face, he knew the damage was done.
Fuck. How could he have said that to him?
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After the two McLaren cars make contact in Monza, Lando and Oscar have their first real fight. Maybe, as teammates, it was always inevitable.
Lando isn't prepared for the emptiness he feels when Oscar walks away. But he's prepared to do everything in his power not to lose him.
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- Part 3 of The Mission Universe
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08 Jul 2026
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“Okay, so they both like each other. We need to get them together.”
“How? Lando’s too freaked out to think straight and Oscar is the human embodiment of the standing man emoji.”
Charles purses his lips for a moment before he snatches his boyfriend’s phone up from the other side of the table.
“What are you doing?”
“Initiating Mission Landoscar.”
“Did you just make that up?”
Charles waves at him dismissively as he begins texting, and Max lays his head down on the coffee table and prays for strength.
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In which Max tries to prove to an oblivious Charles how glaringly obvious it is that Lando is head over heels in love with Oscar. When Charles finally gets with the program, Lestappen go on A Mission™ to get the two idiots to admit their feelings for each-other, but it’s easier said than done.
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- Part 1 of The Mission Universe
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08 Jul 2026
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Lando posts one (1) photo on Instagram and suddenly his entire fandom thinks he’s dating Oscar Piastri.
He’s not.
…Right?- Language:
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05 Jul 2026
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Lando fishes out the phone from his pocket, ducks down a little when there’s a sharp bang of a door being opened rather harshly on the opposite end of the hallway, puts it up to his ear. “Hi, love.”
Oscar’s voice is crackly, a bit weak ‒ the connection must be shit, this far underground. “Category five bad news incoming,” he says. “Gonna be late to dinner.”
The bangs rise in both intensity and tempo, sparks flying from what Lando thinks might have been a metal lab table at some point, pressed hard against his back. He twists around, returns fire. “You’re kidding.”
Or: all Lando wants to do is finish his job, get his genetically-engineered murder child some much-needed exercise, and be home in time for dinner with Oscar's parents. Nothing in his life works out the way he wants it. Death and Other Lies: the Squeakwel.
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- Part 2 of Into the Daoliverse or Something Idk
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30 Jun 2026
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Hey Siri, why's my roommate drying his socks in the oven? by Anonymous for mclarenfying
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23 Sep 2025
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Three months is long enough to ruin someone.
Enough to turn a waiting room into a home
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- Part 3 of m's f1 fanfics
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30 Jun 2026
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Jesus Christ, Oscar. It's 2am, get some sleep.
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- Part 2 of m's f1 fanfics
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30 Jun 2026
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“Here’s your receipt. Tracking number at the bottom. It should get to Melbourne in ten days.” George hands him his receipt, and Oscar folds it with the flyer Lando gave him.
“Thanks,” he says.
“No problem, see you around, Oscar.”
George and Lando are both wearing matching grins. Their eyes slightly too bright, their postures angled towards each other. Oscar is almost certain, he will be their next topic of conversation. So he tips his head, and gives a small close lipped smile. Ready to leave them to it.
As he steps outside the post office into the cool afternoon air, he just catches Lando’s question to George before the door closes behind him. “Wait—like, Melbourne, Australia?”
(Alternatively: What if Mark Webber was never Oscar's manager? What if he never made it to F1? What if he wound up in a small town with strange locals after unceremoniously fizzling out of a career in motor sport?)
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- Part 1 of maybe in another life
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29 Jun 2026
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Five times Mark Webber didn't realise he was Oscar Piastri's dad... and the one time he did.
Mark finally realises he has a kid, with plenty of help from a few grid dad's along the way.
Featuring a goodbye to Danny Ric in the final chapter <3
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22 Jun 2026
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Mark growled grumpily when he heard someone knocking on his door. He knew that the hotel's reception had called minutes before to let him know that Sebastian was coming up to his room, but he still felt unwilling to get out of bed to answer the door.
He doesn't meet those familiar blue eyes when he opens the door, actually, he sees a boy standing in the hallway with a backpack on his back and looking at him with intense brown eyes.
Mark bends down and speaks in a calmer voice, imagining that he is the son of some fan who got lost inside the hotel. “Hi, buddy. Do you need help finding your parents?” He notices that the boy is holding a piece of paper in his hand, but no pen. “Or do you want an autograph?”
The boy raises an eyebrow and shows that the paper is actually a birth certificate.
“You are my dad”
Holy fuck.
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A the game plan au
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20 Jun 2026
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Oscar is sick and denies it, until he can’t anymore.
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- Part 4 of You Don’t Worry Enough
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20 Jun 2026
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“If you don't mind me asking, what exactly do you need an eggplant and two zucchinis for at two am on a Wednesday?”
Lando shot him a look. “I was gonna cook.” Obviously?
“Right.”
“Ratoutille,” he clarified.
“Ratatouille?”
“Yeah that. Whatever.”
Oscar looked at him, amused. “And why did you need to do that now, of all times?” he asked, intrigue seeping into his words. Lando had half a mind to tell Oscar to mind his own damn business but thought better of it. Weirdly, he was enjoying their odd little interaction.
Maybe it was something about how the supermarket felt like its own small little world, near-deserted in the middle of the night and somehow separate from the rainy London outside, or maybe it was because Oscar was the first person in days who didn't look at Lando like he was fragile, like he needed to be pitied.
“Because it's life changing,” he said, stupidly.
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OR: Lando decides to prove to the world he is single and thriving. What better way to do that than cooking healthy French-sounding food for himself? At two am, needless to say.- Language:
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19 Jun 2026
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Charles stared at the Discord popup like it had cursed at him randomly.
He clicked, and answered the call.
“Hey.”
The voice came through clear, rich, and far too smooth for someone who had just LMFAO in a casual conversation. It was low, slightly raspy, and tinged with an accent that Charles couldn’t immediately place but sounded… Dutch? Belgian? European chaos?
“Can you hear me?” SuperMax asked again.
Charles forgot how to breathe for half a second. He made a strange sound in the back of his throat. Something between a cough and a nervous bonjour .
“Yes,” he managed, voice cracking like a haunted violin. “Yes. Loud and clear.”
“Cool,” SuperMax replied. “Screen share when you’re ready, Lecloof.”
OR:
Charles hired a Valorant coach to fix his aim. Not develop a crush on the Dutch guy roasting his mouse grip.
Now he's flustered by hand cams, ignoring his situationship, and maybe falling for the voice in his headset.
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16 Jun 2026
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“I can’t believe it’s happening again,” Oscar says quietly. He looks a bit out of it. Lando sits up carefully, and panics when the giant Aussie stays giant.
“What happened?” Lando asks with fear in his voice.
He looks down at his hands. They look fine.
But the couch he is sitting on doesn’t.
It is gigantic! The pillow he is sitting on could swallow him whole. He can’t even look over the armrest.
Did he shrink?!
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In which Lando not only gets cursed, but also has to figure out why he keeps staring at his teammate with too much yearning.
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- Part 2 of F1 hexes and curses
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16 Jun 2026