Nightwing: Good news! They didn't summon whatever they were after! Bad news! They still summoned someone! Good news again! They aren't freaking-
Danny: Oh my god Ive been Isekaid! Noooooo!
Nightwing: Scratch that- they're freaking out!
Danny: ohancientsohancientsohancients truck-kun why have you forsaken me! Ohkay Danny, you can do this- You just need to remember that last thing you played or read! This place looks modern so definitely not my history book-thank ancients-but ugh please don't be COD, im too pretty for war! Maybe its Pokemon? I could deal with Pokemon! Find a-a Phantump, we could be besties-
Robin: Will someone get down there and shut him up?
Spoiler: If we can't send him back home, can we keep him? He's funny.
Red Robin: He sounds like hes going to have a panic attack!
Batman: Just go down there and help him.
Bat & Birds: *slowly approaching*
Danny: *looks them all up and down* Wait, I'm in the DCU? That means I'm in the same Universe Martian Manhunter! *starts squealing and hopping up and down* Best birthday ever!
broke: your partner discretely makes you aware of your embarrassingly obvious arousal over a book cover and gives you the chance to adjust your clothing before anyone else notices
woke: your partner unabashedly stares at your crotch, lets you know and isn't even ashamed of it
in which your boyfriend gets handsy with you at an awards show.
STARRING -> lando norris (ln1) x reader
WARNINGS/TROPES -> fluff, boyfriend lando, awards show setting, tiny tiny max fewtrell cameo, lots of skinship, handsy lando!!, slightly suggestive (ONLY if you squint...it's like barely there), kissing, lando's a menace, lando is a sweet talker, pet names: love, hun
ARI SAYS -> lando at the 2025 autosports awards has permanently altered my brain chemistry!!!! this is a production of the permanent alteration :) enjoy! don't be afraid to reblog/comment! i love interacting with u guys <3
ARI'S PLAYING -> palace, adturnup
WORD COUNT -> eight hundred ninety-nine (899)
lando's hands had been all over you all night.
the moment you and him walked into the fancy venue for the 2026 autosports awards, his hand was intertwined with yours, leading you through the packed crowd of familiar faces and celebrities you didn't even expect to see attending.
every time he left to spoke to someone, he'd kiss you and promise he'd return. when he did make his way back, his hand was back where it had left—interlocked with yours or brushing the stray hair from your open back.
you thought it was adorable how desperate he was to touch you, and every time you (or his friend max who remained cringing at your interactions) brought it up, he pretended as if he was being completely normal.
now, the two of you sit at a table reserved for the man of the night: lando himself. he's just finished talking with an old teammate of his, hand now choosing to rest on the small of your back as he scoots in closer to you.
"how is my love liking the pretty awards show?" his voice has a teasing lilt to it, and he leans in, pecking your cheek and exposed neck as you giggle at the feather-light feeling of his lips on your skin.
"i'm enjoying it. trying to take as much in as i can with a best-dressed clingy boyfriend by my side," you jeer, and lando grins that grin that makes your heart melt instantly. "that 'best-dressed clingy boyfriend' is me, right?"
rolling your eyes, your attention is drawn from lando as a man you recognize from one of lando's earlier work circles comes and introduces himself to you. you do your best to pay attention to him, but fail once lando starts rubbing soft circles into your bare skin, fingernails running down your back in a way that makes you shiver at his touch.
lando knows what he's doing to you—you look over to see him failing miserably to hide a smirk, lips kicking up at the sides before he pretends to ignore you while turning to max to start a conversation.
nodding becomes hard for you to do when lando's palm flattens against your bare back, and you're happy when the man finally decides to end the conversation, giving you a sheepish goodbye before slinking back into the bustling crowd.
"lando norris!" you turn the moment the man is out of earshot, forcing all the annoyance you can into your expression.
lando looks at you with an innocent air about him, blue-green eyes widened in faux confusion as his full eyebrows almost disappear into his curls. "hm?"
"you know what you were doing—how would you like it if i rubbed all on your back while you were talking to someone?" you ask, and lando's innocent facade shatters easily, raising one eyebrow and letting his lips curve into a grin as he responds. "would you really like me to answer that question, love?"
"...never mind, you idiot." you roll your eyes, unable to keep an annoyed look on your face before you let your slight frown dissolve away.
the lights in the venue start to dim as the tables start to go quiet, and as the host of the awards dinner goes onto the stage, lando starts again.
he's rubbing circles into your lower back, inching farther and farther down as if he's clueless as to what he's doing. you glance at him, and are instantly able to see a shadow of a devious smirk on his face as he glances at you, leaning over as his eyes become half-lidded.
"keep your eyes in front of you, hun. nothing to see back here, yeah?" the question makes your knees go weak, and you feel your cheeks heating with blush as lando continues his soft ministrations.
you're tense, body on fire from his touch as max meets your eyes. he knows what's going on (mainly by the look of lando's grin and the awkward shock written on your face) and can only offer a half-hearted grin as he directs his attention back onto the stage.
"that's it. feels good, yeah? havin' me run my fingers along your beautiful back while someone talks your ear off." lando's lips brush your earlobe, and you feel the small peck he gives you before suddenly pulling away, leaving you breathless and wanting so much more than a few scratches on the back.
"lan," you whine at the loss of the feeling of his warm hand on your back, and he just chuckles lowly, taking another sip of water as his hazel eyes sparkle at you with mirth.
"later, hun. enjoy the show now." he pecks your cheek with all the innocence he had seemingly lost moments ago when he was whispering sweet—and not-so-sweet—nothings into your ear, and you sit there, sputtering with words that will not come out as max holds your gaze intently before sighing and saying,
"remind me to never be the one to volunteer to supervise you two at a formal function ever again. you two are like teenagers experiencing kissing for the first time, for fuck's sake."
lando snorts before you can even come up with a decent comeback, and you resort to taking another big swig of your water, hoping the blush on your cheeks and burning on your skin goes away.
arinote: final results for the poll are in and you all have been heard! expect a kimi or daniel fic next <3 i've had some banger fic ideas for daniel before...just need to rechannel them again!! anyways i'd love to have a lando like the lando in this fic for myself please and thank you <3 (the skinship....the handsy nature....the flirting....sjelks i'm SICK) ((i wrote this what am i talking about 😭😭)
