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“I don't mean to alarm you mate,” Max starts slowly. Slow in the way he's trying to conceal a laugh. “But you have daisies growing out of your hair.”
Lando freezes.
“You fucking what?”
Or: Lando gets hit with a curse, and deals with the fallout.
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Since the moment she started college, she’s had this insane tug towards Stark Industries. It should have repulsed her: government defense contractor with blood all over its shiny logo. And yet. She couldn’t stop thinking about it. She needed to work at Stark, needed to be there, needed something from the last baby of Iron-Man. Something had been hidden there for her. It was why she switched her major, the reason she had spent every waking minute focused on wing foil design, torsion, metal strengths, speaking the part and acting the part until she got the coveted Stark internship in her senior year. When she got the email she’d read it out loud: Stark internship, feeling the odd urge to snicker. There he goes again for his internship.
It’s been him all along.
MJ's got a spider problem.
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“Cut it out, Lando,” Oscar hisses quietly, eyes hard as he shakes Lando’s hand off of him.
It’s a completely understandable reaction from him. If Lando was being used as a human fidget toy without his consent, he would feel the exact same way.
What isn’t understandable, however, is Lando’s own reaction over being scolded by Oscar. He can feel the embarrassed blush spreading on his skin from head to toe. There’s this weird tingling sensation that blooms from the back of his neck, coursing through his veins.
He doesn’t need a mirror to know what he must look like staring back at Oscar’s stern expression.
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Lando discovers he has a propensity for slipping into subspace when Oscar yells at him.
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A place to keep all my F1 fics.
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“There’s more to driving than just keeping the car on track,” Lando says. “Sometimes we know things you don't.”
“Like what?” Oscar asks, as if he can’t actually believe there might be something Lando knows that he doesn’t
“Like how the track feels or the tyres or if the suspension starts to feel off?” Lando lists off. “Or we can see what some of the other cars are doing that the cameras don’t pick up. We can help make decisions that you can’t see. Because we feel them. Before your little computer does.”
“If that’s true,” Oscar starts, drawing out the words in that stupid Australian accent of his. “Then why are you always asking Will for help on the radio?”
Lando’s actually speechless for a moment.
Fuck this guy, Lando thinks, glaring at Oscar.
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Lando's the reigning world champion. Oscar's his new race engineer. They do not work together well. But they have one goal. Make Lando a back-to-back World Champion.
Cue teambuilding, radio fights, Lando and Daniel fighting for the title and Oscar and Lando learning to be a team.
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Lando is ready to fistfight a vampire. Softly. With his lips.
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