Romon
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At nineteen, Oscar Piastri finds himself always waiting, for a chance, for a seat, for someone to see him. Two years in formula one's reserve shadow has left him questioning if he belongs at all. Every smile feels forced, every test session a reminder that he's replaceable.
Then he meets Lando Norris. McLaren's four time World Driver's Champion, brilliant, reckless and nine years older. Lando's used to winning. Used to being the one people chase. But when he mistakes Oscar for a fan during a paddock signing, something about the quiet resignation in Oscar's eyes lodges under his skin and refuses to leave.
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19 Nov 2025
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"Uh, hallo? I am, uh, Oscar. I am new, what is it, student? And you?"
Oscar. He practices the name in his head. It rolled off his tongue quite nicely, as much as he hates to admit it. Oscar.
"Hello. I'm Lando, McLaren driver," Lando said, quite clipped, because he had work to do and couldn't waste time on this right now.
"Lan-doo?" Oscar asked, eyebrows rising and Jesus Christ, is Oscar actually stupid, or just taking the piss?
"Your English is terrible, mate."
The words are leaving Lando's mouth before he even realises they've escaped up his throat. A mechanic stops mid screw turn. An engineer drops a pair of safety goggles like it's a bomb.
Oscar looks like he punched him. Lando kind of wants to punch himself.
"Ja, I, um, I know. I - what's the word - ah, yes, try. I try."
Lando swallows the sorry in his throat. It takes a second to go, the guilt heavy in his mouth. It tastes like acid and pain and the apology he probably should say but won't.
His ego is bigger than his empathy, it seems.
Or
the one with notepads, exchange students and a love that surpasses every language barrier.Bookmarked by Romon
16 Nov 2025
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Lando never visits the track anymore. Not since Oscar’s crash. Fifteen years later, he returns to Silverstone as a guest commentator—same circuit, same silence. Until the old comms crackle to life.
"Lan.."
“Miss you…”
“Copy that, sunshine.”
“Good race, love.”And somehow, Oscar keeps talking. Soft, steady. Like he never left the radio at all.
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14 Nov 2025
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Oscar’s white-knuckled hands tremble slightly where they grip the sink, as another coughing fit overtakes him and more purple petals fall from his cracked lips.
The mental image of someone else standing next to Lando, both clad in papaya, makes Oscar choke. Because Lando is his. His first and only teammate. And Oscar, equally sentimental and idealistic when it comes to Lando, wants him to be his last.
❀ ❀ ❀
In which a bouquet blooms in Oscar's chest.
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14 Nov 2025
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i despise my rotten mind (and how much it worships you) by mywideeyedgayze
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
09 Nov 2025
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Flash. Click. The shot captured them mid-laugh, eyes locked - Oscar’s expression soft and unguarded, Lando’s relaxed and carefree.
It looked real. Too real.
“Brilliant, lads!” PR said. “We’ll send the relevant pictures to you two to post, alright?”
Lando leant back into his seat, muttering, “Brilliant, huh? Guess we’re good at pretending.”
Oscar glanced at him, still caught off guard.
“Yeah,” he says quietly. “Guess we are.”
The next day, the picture hit Instagram.
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AKA Oscar thinks Lando hates him. Lando is secretly in love the entire time. They fake date to clean up a PR nightmare. It doesn't quite go as anyone expects.
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05 Nov 2025