The first thing Carlos does after bolting from the champagne spray is look around the pit lane.
He doesn’t mean to. His body just does it.
And of course, there he is.
Oscar. Already changed. Normal clothes, backpack slung over his shoulder, bodyguard trailing behind him. He’s halfway out of the garage, face set in that bland I’m-fine look that fools exactly no one. A crease between his brows, the faintest downturn of his mouth. If Carlos squints, it’s almost a pout.
It shouldn’t make him want to laugh, but it does. Because come on—Dom had shown him that photo earlier, Oscar trudging back to the paddock after the DNF like someone had kicked his cat. And now here he is again: sad shoulders, storm-cloud aura. A wounded kitten in Nikes.
People keep slapping Carlos on the back, shouting congrats, babbling P3! amazing drive! He nods when he should, smiles where he’s supposed to, but he’s barely hearing any of it. His eyes are fixed across the lane like he’s magnetized.
Apparently staring counts as telepathy, because Oscar glances up.
Their eyes catch—barely a breath, two seconds maybe—and Carlos seizes it. Grins, mouths something stupid like Monaco? hang out? yeah? He hopes Oscar’s secretly fluent in lip reading. He hopes nobody else within ten meters is.
Oscar’s answer: a frown so sharp it could slice. Then he turns on his heel.
Oh. So that’s how it’s gonna be.
Carlos bites back a laugh. He likes petty. Petty’s fun. Petty he can work with.
“[…] It would’ve been very easy for last year to have got nasty… If it really got bad, the question of whether one of us was even sat here, doing this interview wearing orange […]”
love your carcar fics, would you ever consider writing bottom carlos carcar? my favourite trope and I think it would be amazing in your writing style.
i’m not gonna lie bottom carlos isn’t usually my thing.. but if i ever came up with the right plot for it i might give it a try one day i think
i did once have this alpha x alpha carcar idea tho where oscar is always the one bottoming and after a while he’s like.. okay but i would also like to fuck my boyfriend sometimes??
and we know carlos has these weird traditional relationship norms so he ends up having a full internal crisis about it bc he’s already still processing the whole i’m dating another alpha situation and now oscar wants him to try bottoming too. in his head he’s already broken every rule he grew up with he’s not about to break another one
oscar lets it slide for a while bc he knows it’s a weird topic for carlos and that he needs time to process it but he does start getting genuinely frustrated bc at the end of the day he’s still an alpha too and carlos knew that when they started this whole thing.. like eventually oscar is going to want something more than a hand or a toy to warm his knot
and carlos is pretending he’s completely unmoved by the situation while having a crisis about masculinity, control, and the fact that he might actually want to try it
Hello! This is a Fic fest dedicated to Omega Oscar! (Inspired by @laura1633’s Omega Max Fest) This Fic fest is for anyone who would like to write/read/prompt Omega Oscar Fic!
Dates:
Prompts open: April 14th (2026)
Prompts must be submitted by: June 1st (2026)
Prompts claimed: Prompts are open and can be claimed anytime between now and July 8th
Deadline: Please upload your fics on or before July 9th
Omega Oscar Fic Fest Revealed: Friday July 10th 2026
Link to Omega Oscar Fic Fest on ao3
(Link to submit prompts: ao3)
(Link to claim prompts: ao3 )
Rules:
1. Please, no AI!
2. Fics must be centred around Omega Oscar but can include any ship or theme.
3. No max or min word count.
4. You can claim multiple prompts/have multiple people claim the same prompt, the more the merrier!
5. I understand that life can suddenly get in the way but please try to only claim works you know you can write (in the time period) :).
6. That being said, you can still submit your fic after the deadline.
7. The first prompt is free if you want to write your own idea.
The collection is moderated so nobody will see any of the works until July 10th (2026) when I open the collection. So, please change your publish date to July 10th on July 9th, that way it’ll line up. ( when you upload a fic before hand the publish date will be whatever day you uploaded, that’s the date you’ll have to change)
This is my first time doing anything like this so please have a bit of patience with me if there’s any hiccups but I’ll try my best to have everything run smoothly! If you have any recommendations/tips or questions about the fest feel free to message/inbox me here or at my main page @omegamaxblr !
i was actually kind of nervous about this one hehe i don’t think the reveal scene was how people were expecting it to happen so i was afraid it would be a boner killer
Oscar posts soft videos to get off and feel less alone. One comment hits a little too close.
(carlos/oscar | omegaverse | camboy x f1 driver | 1/?)
snippet:
Oscar doesn’t usually think too hard about the why.
Why he does it. Why he keeps doing it. Why it feels a little less like a game every time he sets the tripod up.
It started as a joke—something Lando dared him into one night, both of them tipsy and tangled on the floor, half a packet of crisps between them.
“You’d make bank,” Lando had said, eyes sharp and lazy at the same time, phone dangling between his fingers. “Seriously. That ass? You’d break the internet.”
It’s not like he needs the money. The engineering scholarship covers everything important. But there’s something about it—the control, maybe. Or the attention. Or the way it lets him slip into someone else for a while.
Someone sweet. Someone who gets to be wanted.
He doesn’t have to say who he really is. Doesn’t have to be the closed-off, hard-to-read version of himself he brings to the rest of the world. Here, he can just exist. Bare and soft and aching.