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Oscar returns from Australia tanned, jacked, and dumb enough to let his friends choose his costume for George’s birthday party.
Lando is a musical theater enthusiast with a lifelong hyperfixation with Rocky Horror.Or: where Lando realizes George’s “painfully straight” rugby friend is hotter than he remembered and Oscar discovers he might have a thing for pretty boys in fishnets.
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Lando posts one (1) photo on Instagram and suddenly his entire fandom thinks he’s dating Oscar Piastri.
He’s not.
…Right?Spotify playlist online now with all the songs in this story. will update it as we go!
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28 Nov 2025
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“I can smell how fucking noble you’re being.”
“What?”
Lando looks obscene this close to Oscar, neck bared, heat thick in his scent. He hums a little, then tips his head back down, shuffling back further, removing any millimeter of space between his back and Oscar’s chest. “I can smell how much you want to,” he says.
Oscar feels a bit incredulous. Of course he wants him. He’s choking with need. But he can’t do anything about it. They’ve never even talked about this kind of thing before, let alone been in this incredibly torturous situation before.
“I’m an alpha,” Oscar says desperately in explanation, because surely Lando can’t blame Oscar for wanting him.
(Alternatively: Lando goes into heat after the Emilia Romagna Grand Prix, and Oscar is a master of restraint.)
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13 Jun 2025
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Smak wina i miodu by niezjadajmnie
Fandoms: Ogniem i Mieczem | With Fire and Sword (1999)
30 Apr 2023
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Bohun ucieka w las, Skrzetuski leci za nim, a pijackie groźby mogą eskalować w coś zgoła innego
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16 Feb 2024
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“I can see that you’re itching for it, Big Q,” Wilbur says, tilting his head to the side and fixing Quackity with one of his looks. The dark red of the other's eyes unsettles Quackity immensely— their gaze makes him feel small and enclosed, like the taller of the two is looking directly through him as if he was glass. It was something that Wilbur had always been able to do, even before he had died. It had felt the same way, even when instead of the deep crimson he had now, when there was a seemingly never ending abyss of dark, deep brown.
“I can’t,” Quackity finally breathes out after a pregnant pause, his hands coming to run through his hair, ignoring the urge to inhale the smoke that Wilbur blows out of his own lungs.
“And why is that, hm? Because you promised someone? Oh, how I truly wonder who that could be,” Wilbur says, his voice dripping in sharp sarcasm, the tone of his words making Quackity’s blood boil. It doesn’t get past him, the way Wilbur takes a quick glance at the now absent chain that had always laid around his neck, the one that had always held the weight of the two simple, metal bands.
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Wilbur shows Quackity what shotgunning is, and then some.
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- Part 1 of silas’ dreamsmp one shots