restaurant au, friends to lovers, romantic comedy, italy.
There’s Kimi’s hands on his lower back, and it feels like they’re on fire. “Put your hands on my shoulder blades”, Kimi whisper-screams through the music, and Ollie suddenly realises they’re really close to each other. Like, about to kiss close.
To improve his Italian, Ollie goes to live with his cousin Charles in Bologna the summer after his A-levels. What he doesn't expect, is for this summer to be life-changing.
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OSCAR PIASTRI HAS A WASP SPECIES NAMED AFTER HIM I NEED EVERYONE TO KNOW THIS
scientists found a 98-million-year-old flat wasp preserved in cretaceous burmese amber and officially named it Gwesped piastrii because the amber’s orange tint reminded the researcher of mclaren orange.
anyway it is now a peer reviewed fact that oscar piastri has a truly timeless aura
Corentin Jouault, Di-Ying Huang, Celso O. Azevedo, New flat wasps (Hymenoptera: Bethylidae) from the middle Cretaceous Kachin amber of Myanmar, Palaeoworld, Volume 35, Issue 3, 2026, 201067, ISSN 1871-174X, https://doi.org/10.1016/j.palwor.2026.201067
i know i say this often but i cannot say it loud enough: people who comment on fics, people who reblog posts and engage with fanworks are the people who generate community and without them fandom would be nowhere, so truly thank you for your presence, you make the world go 'round <3
have you been craving some fine dining? have you been starving for new fics? look no further! i've prepared a small tasting menu of works i enjoyed recently so you can pick and choose at your leisure. there's no common theme here, other than quality and flavour.
★★★ (these are michelin stars btw)
bon appétit!
entrées: short and light, the perfect amuse-bouche.
consolation prize by @ghostlap (2.2k, one-shot, rated m)
ingredients: making out, fluff, post chinese gp 2026
summary: “We could make out,” Lando says.
Oscar shrugs. “Yeah. We could.”
Lando laughs, and so does Oscar when Lando bumps their shoulders together. And they laugh and laugh, and on the TV Lewis overtakes Charles, and amidst it all Oscar says, “I'm so serious.”
effortlessly, i feel everything by @softosc (4.3k, one-shot, rated t)
ingredients: fluff, domestic, first 'i love you'
summary: “Miami?” Lando asks abruptly, half puzzled, half amused. He lifts his head up from Oscar’s shoulder, coming eye to eye with the boy who definitely looks like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
The thing is, the back traces have always been absentminded. Oscar does it without thinking, and Lando receives it the same way—welcomes it, without question.
“Yes,” Oscar says simply. “It’s Miami."
Lando breaks out in a laugh. “Jesus, you’re desperate for a race, aren’t you.”
respectability politics by @monacobby (3k, one-shot, rated e)
ingredients: face-fucking, d/s undertones, post cardgate
summary: It shouldn’t be this easy, but that’s the thing with Oscar, it always is. As much as they pretend, as much as Oscar likes to think he’s got a choice in the matter, Lando knows there’s never a choice when it comes to him.
And Oscar likes it, giving Lando what he wants.
Or: A birthday card, an Instagram comment, and lessons in respect.
main courses: you probably won't finish these in one sitting, but they're oh so worth it.
wishbone by @peachbel1ini (35.6k, completed, rated e)
ingredients: magical realism, body swap, first time
summary: Oscar knows something is wrong as soon as he wakes up, his face pressed into a neck that smells of florals and fruit, and his dick reaching a good two inches further down his thigh than usual.
force of attachment by @adaine (52.3k, completed, rated e)
ingredients: star wars au, fake relationship, bodyguard
summary: Oscar is a Padawan, eager to complete his trials and become a proper Jedi Knight after a decade of training. When his master sends him on a solo mission to fly around the Outer Rim and protect some rich bloke from the Core, he's frustrated, but he might wind up learning a bit more than he expected from his time with Lando.
weight of the earth by @justsyyknow (187.3k, ongoing, rated e)
ingredients: folklore genetics au (so good!!!), predator/prey, macrophilia
summary: Lando's a folklore geneticist fresh out of his PhD. He bums around his shared flat in Berlin, goes on mental health walks, gets stoned regularly, and tries to convince funding bodies (and himself) that his research is worth supporting.
Oscar is a rising star in the world of motorsports who accidentally discovers himself to be the carrier of a previously unknown, but seemingly very dangerous Gene, which could easily end his career and potentially a few lives.
Fred, Lando's roommate and Oscar's friend, may have a solution to both of their problems.
unbreak the bonds by @lellabellas (21.4k, ongoing, rated m)
ingredients: fantasy au, prince!lando x noble!osc
summary: "Oscar, right?" Prince Lando asks with a grin, immediately dispensing of titles. Highly presumptive of him.
"Yes," Oscar replies, curt.
Lando steps to the edge of the fighting ring and gives Oscar a once over, his piercing eyes making Oscar's skin itch. His hair is matted to his forehead with sweat and his loose, grey tunic smeared with dirt, yet the prince moves with the unmistakable poise of nobility, leaning on a fence post as comfortably as he might over a palace balcony.
"You're taller than I expected," Lando says in assessment. "Do you spar, Oscar?"
"Yes," Oscar responds, even more terse. All noble sons are given a practice sword as soon as they learn to walk, no matter how peaceful their realms claim to be. To have no skill in sparring at his age would be an embarrassment.
His irritation goes either unnoticed or unanswered as the corner of Lando's lip raises into a sly smirk. "Does my lord speak any words other than 'yes?'"
Oscar simply shrugs in response. He will not rise to the bait.
zero cycle by @evilgustofwind (60.8k, ongoing, rated e)
ingredients: minecraft speedrunning au, driver! lando x speedrunner!osc
summary: 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.
desserts: rich, sweet, indulgent treats that melt in your mouth. you deserve it.
love you out loud by @nyoomfruits (10.5k, one-shot, rated t)
ingredients: office au, fluff, valentine's day, idiots to lovers
summary: “We are playing spin the bottle,” Charles says. “It is very good team bonding. I feel very bonded to my coworkers now.”
“Because you were making out with them?” George exclaims, outraged.
“Well,” Franco says, with a shrug. “Not really making out. More like. love pecks. Collegial love pecks? Aside from Lando and Oscar. They were definitely making out.”
thoughts of you keep me up at night by @jesterlavorrre (10.8k, one-shot, rated e)
ingredients: rule 63 (live laugh yuri), sexuality crisis, first time
summary: The thing is that the second their lips brush, no fireworks go off, but Oscar still panics a little when all her thoughts collapse into one: ohmygodIamkissingagirl.
No, it’s actually something like ohmygodIamkissingLando.
Or, Oscar Piastri and the very normal, totally okay and not-at-all-confusing feelings she has for her new teammate.
event horizon by @darkisms (7.9k, one-shot, rated e)
ingredients: porn w/ feelings, tenderhot, big dick!lando and size queen!osc
summary: “Just, got me thinking…” Lando says, voice low, body tilted closer now. “Like. Everything can change, can’t it? Like that.”
That charged energy from before is back.
Or, the changes at McLaren have Lando and Oscar thinking about the what if’s.
i hope you've enjoyed your meal, and, like a good food critic, do consider leaving a review (a comment on whichever fic you read) 🙂↕️
au revoir!
who am i kidding, look at our chefs dawg we're NOT eating today
every time an f1 race is on my dash is just like update on enemy #1. update on enemy #5. update on enemy #3. enemy #7 has eaten enemy #9. alex albon is having a Bad Day :(. update on enemy #2.
i tend to avoid discourse because most of it is trite and pointless but just this once i feel like i need to state my opinion: i think everyone should bend to my dark and evil will
What if you're BAHRAIN GEORGE driving on 16 LAP OLD SOFTS , no TRANSPONDER, no STEERING WHEEL, DRS opening when you try to use the RADIO. and there's a mclaren up your ass.
What if youre CHINA QUALI GEORGE with FUCKED front wing in Q2, in Q3 car GONE, gears DEAD, then resurrected with NO BATTERY, no TYRE TEMP but fuck yea still front row.
what if youre SUZUKA GEORGE and youre forced to wear a FURSUIT and they even make your CAR into FURRYMOBILE and then your car is FUCKED for quali but you CANT CHANGE it anymore . And then theres a SAFETY CAR right after you PIT . And then your car SHITS ON ITSELF again randomly and suddenly youre P5
