Regarding this post https://www.tumblr.com/gattyswriting/805118693375885312/do-you-think-there-was-like-a-moment-oscar
So thanks to that post we know how Oscar’s hand kink for Lando started…
Now, what about Landos size kink and obsession with being smaller than Oscar? Was it an obsession that grew over time or was it one singular moment that cemented it forever?
oh this is absolutely a slow-burn brainworm
lando’s thing with size starts way earlier and way dumber, honestly. very short kid who got told he was small one too many times and decided to make it a personality trait. he’s been hearing it since karting—stories about being literally taped into the seat, not reaching the pedals in the sim, needing a booster seat in ginettas. and he leans into it, turns it into banter, into self-deprecation before anyone else can get there first.
the funny part is that being smaller actually worked in his favor for years. karting especially. less mass, easier weight distribution, ballast placement advantages. he absolutely knew this. you know he was probably soooo smug about it at some point, joking about being more aerodynamic, more “efficient,” whatever. so the ribbing never really hurt. it just got folded into his sense of self. “yeah, i’m small. and i’m fast. cope.”
and the thing is that he’s not even short! he’s like 5’9” and that’s perfectly average. basically the same height as half the grid. no one treats lewis like he’s tiny, but lando somehow got saddled with the narrative anyway. probably because his teammates kept being giants. carlos is taller. daniel is taller. and daniel has a way of making everyone feel small. so lando just kind of settles into it. accepts the role. performs it a little.
enter oscar and suddenly it’s different.
because oscar isn’t, like, massive. he’s not even that bigger. barely an inch, maybe a bit more if lando’s slouching. but oscar doesn’t project bigness the way daniel does. he’s understated, grounded, certain. takes up space with presence instead of performance. and that’s what gets under lando’s skin and stays there.
lando’s used to being “the smaller one” in a detached, performative way. but with oscar it becomes tactile. he starts looking for oscar’s presence, seeking it. the way oscar’s shoulders fill a doorway. the way lando has to tilt his chin up just a fraction when they’re close.
and i don’t think lando even clocks it as a kink at first. it’s just a feeling. a small (haha) comfort. a relief. like, oh. i don’t have to be the biggest thing in the room right now. i can fold in. i can be held. i can let someone else anchor the space.
sooooo yeah, by the time it becomes an obsession, it’s already old news. already baked in. not necessary one moment that “cemented it forever” but instead a hundred tiny recalibrations where lando realizes he likes being the smaller one specifically with oscar. he likes how natural it feels. likes how oscar doesn’t even make a big deal out of it.
and once that clicks? good luck undoing it
