omg may I ask about two wips (doscar and space)...
teehee thank you!! I talk about space here :]
As for Doscar? Osciel? My first dip into Daniel/Oscar. It is a very new wip I have been thinking about that follows f1 after Daniel leaves McLaren and Oscar ends up falling for him. Cue idiots in love, besties Landoscar, and then besties Maxiel (who may have been fuck buddies in the past simply for the vibes fr- this information plagues Oscar).
I actually have a snippet for this one! (Made it as if it is going to be the fic summary, may or may not stick with it)
"I thought you were dating Max?" Oscar barely managed through his clenched jaw, blush hot against his cheeks.
Daniel raised a brow coolly. "Max and I? Nah mate."
"I walked in on you two fucking."
"Yeah, Max sometimes gets in his own head. It helps," Daniel explained casually, as if any of this was casual to Oscar, as if he hadn't spent nights, wide awake, thinking of that scene and replaying it in his mind again and again and again. "I'm single. If I got with someone, the Max fucking would stop, of course."
"So you're just a single guy who casually fucks around with an ex-teammate?" Oscar asked, and regretted the question as soon as it left his mouth.
Daniel gazed at him for too long before responding, eyes gleaming with an unspoken understanding that proved Oscar had said too much. "Osc," the nickname felt smooth in his voice, too smug, too knowing. "You sound awfully jealous for a guy who, and I quote, says he isn't into me."
Or: People said it would be stupid to fall in love with the guy you took an F1 seat from. Too bad Oscar Piastri is a lovesick fool.