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I'm Alone On The Run Until Our Paths Collide // Landoscar by SexyDeath for deatiface
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
26 Nov 2025
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Oscar makes the most devastating noise, planting a foot so he can rock against Lando's touch.
And hey, sue him, but Lando gets a little hard.
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Or in which Oscar gets stuck in handcuffs, and he calls Lando to get him out.
And Lando? He's a cunt.
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- Part 10 of Lando Norris/Oscar Piastri
Bookmarked by nearly_wheat
26 Nov 2025
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“Was there something you guys needed?” Lewis asked, looking between the two of them.
“We were wondering—” Charles started.
“You were wondering,” Max corrected with a laugh.
“We were wondering.” Charles turned to glare at Max, making him roll his eyes fondly. “Since you didn’t have any plans tonight, would you like to come upstairs with us to blow off some steam?”
Lewis waited for the punchline, but Charles shut his mouth and looked at him expectantly.
... what?
OR: When Charles Leclerc became a world champion sandwich.
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- Part 4 of lestappen + guest
Bookmarked by nearly_wheat
20 Nov 2025
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He’s tall, is the first thought that flashes through Lando’s brain when he lays eyes on Oscar Piastri. It shouldn’t be a surprise, most men are taller than Lando, but all the same he finds his eyes catching on the width of Oscar’s shoulders, the couple inches that separate them.
He’s also, as a first impression, very eh. Not in like a bad way, just neutral.
“So you’re my new Aussie?” are the words that come out of his mouth.
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Bookmarked by nearly_wheat
20 Nov 2025
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Max taps the wall on his qualifying lap in Jeddah, resulting in him losing pole and having to start P3 in the race tomorrow.
Daniel knows it won't be the only crash of the night and is left picking up the pieces.He doesn't mind though.
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- Part 2 of Little F1 Adventures
Bookmarked by nearly_wheat
04 Nov 2025
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the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood by verstppns (eqyptiangold)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
17 Oct 2025
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Max glanced over. “You okay?”
Oscar nodded, though his words came out smaller than before. “Mhm. ‘S comfy.”
It made Max pause. He looked at him for a beat too long, then smiled. “You sound tired.”
Oscar nodded again, half hiding behind his shirt collar. “Jus’… comfy,” he repeated, the word slurring slightly at the edges.
He didn’t feel tired. He felt floaty. Safe. Little.
Bookmarked by nearly_wheat
02 Nov 2025
