#landoscar

[flurofujo]

now we know why he’s been practicing golf, he rly wanted to impress wifey lando 😭

[xiry228]

au !

[eightyonefour]

"who tells the better jokes?"

[cosmichords]

a little scribble wibble for @let-it-linger's hot hot hot yacht drabble that everybody should read  🥵 

[whoisanderton]

Chimera AU

[mintraindrop]

just two little kittens 🧡

god, they're so adorable I can't 😭

[let-it-linger]

a snippet of something weird and wild for you guys because im feeling generous

Lando squinted at the fabric draped over the chair in the corner of the room. And, yeah, it was definitely Oscar's. The same one he always brought with him when traveling; some old, comfy, Prema branded thing. The panic melted away immediately, replaced with pure excitement and warmth. The fact that Oscar still chose to come see him, even with the day he'd had, made Lando's chest swell with love.  He narrowed down that he must be in the bathroom, given that he could see the light through the crack under the closed door. Lando took in a deep breath while he continued smiling to himself, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and tossing it off the side of the bed before laying back against the pillows.  Crossing his arms behind his head, Lando let his eyes close while he waited. He wasn't sure exactly what to say to him - he was a bit too drunk still to plan out anything properly eloquent, and he had absolutely no idea what Oscar even wanted to hear right then. Best case scenario, he'd be happy to just fuck Lando into the mattress about whatever emotions were plaguing him, saving any real conversation for when they were both sober and rested. It only took a few more minutes until Lando heard the bathroom door open. He opened his eyes immediately, softening his smile into something hopefully less self-important while he sat up. And, yeah, it was Oscar, but… The yelp he let out sounded genuinely terrified when he laid eyes on Lando. Oscar, looking definitely a few years younger and undeniably in shock, backed against the wall straight away while he stared over at Lando like a deer caught in headlights. The room was painfully silent for a long few moments while Lando tried desperately to wrap his head around what in the ever-loving-fuck was going on. Because, that wasn't his Oscar. His shoulders weren't nearly as broad, his neck not as thick, his hair shorter and styled differently. Neither of them moved, but Oscar spoke up first. "You-" The words seemed to catch in his throat. "Oh my god." Lando blinked back over at him, his eyes trailing over his body. The pitchy, strained tone of Oscar's voice was frankly adorable past the confusion clearly still plaguing both of them.  "Lando Norris?"