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hi! this is my sketches collection about Landoscar
will be updated over time, probably.Bookmarked by MeadOwl
21 Jul 2026
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Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling.
There’s a pause, stretching suspiciously long.
A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again.
“Sorry,” OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. “Thought someone was at the door.”
Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.
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21 Jul 2026
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“Fuckin’ hell, Lando, can you please just drop it?”
Lando put his hands up in mock surrender, laughing to himself. “Christ, fine. If you're not packing then you could just say that."
Oscar froze.
Unintentionally so, embarrassingly so. But he froze nonetheless, feeling his cheeks go red against his own will. He had no idea what the fuck to say to that. Oscar knew that realistically, there was no way Lando actually knew his size. He was messing around. He had to be.
Oscar tried to laugh to save face. He tried so hard to get himself to. But he could only feel himself going redder, his heart suddenly pounding hard in his chest, words completely lost on him. And, god, Lando was just staring at him. Eyebrows slightly furrowed, like he was trying to figure out what was going through Oscar's head, before a smirk started to curl onto his lips.
"Osc," he began slowly, measured. "Is that what this is about?"
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19 Jul 2026
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Oscar doesn't nest.
They have been together for a while now, and not even during his most stressful moments has he built one.
Of course Lando's initial thought is that there's something wrong with him, he's such a failure of an alpha.Oscar probably deserves better, right?
Well, not really. Oscar doesn't know how to build one and if Lando fails in that, then that will turn him into an undeserving one.
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19 Jul 2026
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They’re both passed identical keys, all fancy with a McLaren keychain and everything. They're given an address and told the new apartments are already fully stocked with trainer-approved food and branded apparel for the few weeks they’re spending in Woking.
Soon enough, they’re loading all their luggage into company sponsored cars and heading over to their second homes, Lando’s car trailing behind Oscar’s for the ten minute trip. It sparks an idea in his brain, or maybe a fantasy. Following Oscar at the end of a work day, just to see what he does when he’s on his own and has time to spare.
He would never actually do it, it’s just something to ponder.
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Lando's several year descent into madness over Oscar AKA stalker fic
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13 Jul 2026