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“Look. I know most omegas don’t actually come. That’s just how it is, right?” Lando interrupted, placing his wine glass down, “He doesn’t make it hurt most of the time, so it’s good. I just sort myself out afterwards.”
The alpha stared at him in awe. He willed himself to shut his agape mouth. “Lando. You know you’re supposed to come during sex, too?”
“It’s harder, though, so-,”
“It isn’t.” Oscar pressed, standing and pacing, “For female omegas, sure, maybe it's a little more difficult, but a good alpha will work for it. And for you, fuck-,”
“Osc-,”
“You’ve got a dick Lando, he must not even be touching you. I mean, that’s-,”
“Osc-,”
“That’s got to be the worst sex-,”
“Oscar!” Lando snapped, crossing his arms. The alpha stopped, looking at the omega and pressing his lips together.
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Lando's alpha at home isn't enough - he isn't doing enough. When he and Oscar and forced to live together under witness protection, his discovers what true care, and good sex, feels like.
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Oscar Piastri is sent to a prestigious highschool with only 19 other students. The catch is, Oscar is going to be living there for the school year with one other dormmate. However, this dormmate turns out to be quite interesting…
Title based on the song: “I Wanna Be Yours” - Arctic Monkeys
Fic Playlist (not in order of chapters or storyline; being updated often):
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6ZGXaHPFxYSxBqALoSaALK?si=G01YdIdrS26_mkapsJ0JSQ&pi=SzWVj4sQS0e1SSeries
- Part 6 of Random F1 fics!
- Part 3 of Long-Form Fics
- Part 1 of (I Feel) So Highschool
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He glanced down, fingers twitching at his side, already itching to be behind the decks again. “It’s like... starting a track’s revving the engine. Beat kicks in, that’s throttle. Doesn’t always come clean—mine never does. Turbo’s fucked half the time. But it still gets you there. Still rattles something loose.”
“Then the kick hits,” Lando went on, his hands moving now like they were wired to the memory. “Like taking a corner flat. You hold it. You have to hold it.”
Oscar’s eyes flicked to his mouth. “And when do you let go?”
Lando smiled, almost dizzy. “When the drop lands.”
OR Lando Norris is a DJ with a ketamine addiction. Oscar Piastri drives for McLaren. They meet after Monaco. They fuck, they drive, they spiral.
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Oscar is an F1 driver. Lando is a Footballer. Together, they do what they do best—collide and set the whole scene on fire.
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Oh, Sugar Cubes! (And Other Signs That I'm Falling For You) by mrlan_oscpastry
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
20 Dec 2025
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Oscar Piastri is a soft alpha engineering major whose biggest flex is his comprehensive gummy worm tier list.
His hyperfixation? The new, god-tier scent at his fave candy shop.
His new mission? Find the candy that smells like sunshine and sophistication.
His new problem? The scent seems to be everywhere and nowhere, and his favourite candy shop's distractingly cute new employee, Lando Norris—a business major plotting world domination one sour belt at a time—is being weirdly unhelpful about the whole thing.
It’s a classic case of “he’s not a snack, he’s the whole damn meal,” but for a phantom candy, and Oscar hasn’t gotten the memo yet that it's not the candy but the other whole damn meal he is ready to sell his soul for.
Lando Norris.
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- Part 1 of landoscar bites ☆