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“Ha!” George crows. “Simply because he is a Prince, he is afforded every excuse known to man ‒ no, the Crown Prince of England could never be considered a Capital-R Rake!”
“Well, yes, George, that would be because he’s the Crown Prince of England.”
“You know what I mean, Alex.” George shoots him a glare. “It seems that Piastri is the only person Whistledown refuses to name a rake. Apart from Lando, of course.”
Or: After a fraudulent will steals away Lando's father's fortune, Lando is forced into the marriage market to keep his family afloat. Unfortunately, the only suitor who can save them is Oscar Piastri, the Crown Prince of England. Even more unfortunately, he's sworn off love entirely.
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07 Feb 2026
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Lando returns to Bristol after graduating and expects to find his old life still there waiting for him.
And it is, mostly. It's just that Lando can't quite shake the feeling of being a man out of place and out of time, with a million and one expectations for him that are growing increasingly difficult to keep up with.
It's no wonder he can't bear to look himself in the mirror most days.
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05 Jan 2026
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“Y’alright, World Champion Lando Norris?” Max asks, leaning back in his desk chair with his hands tucked behind his head.
“Piss off,” Lando mumbles back, not liking the smile in Max’s tone. Besides, what can he say? ‘Bit lost, actually. Any idea how to handle the best day of your life feeling like the end?’.
Or: Lando runs away to the wrong Perth. Oscar takes in a lost man.
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15 Nov 2025
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They handed him an Omega with ash still in his hair.
Lando stood barefoot on the marble floor of a city that had swallowed his name, his future, and the scent of the man he was promised to. He said nothing. He didn’t bow. He only stared — jaw tight, eyes brighter than any fire that took his home.
Oscar Piastri was a commander, not a keeper of hearts. The boy was a war spoil, nothing more. He told himself that, again and again, as days passed and silence turned into glances, glances into questions, and questions into something dangerously close to care.
The rules of war are simple: Victors take. The conquered yield.
But Lando has never followed rules.
And Oscar? He's starting to forget them.
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25 Aug 2025
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“Dude, Spiderman was opposite the building again! He’s been there so much recently, I’m starting to think he lives here or something.”
Oscar choked on a french fry, lightly patting his chest and grabbing his drink to wash it down. “Have you thought about the fact that he probably likes the area?”
“No! He goes there with a hoodie and a backpack, he’s probably on his way home or something! Could you imagine? Spiderman could actually live in the flats opposite us!” Lando exclaimed, turning his head to the window and he could slightly see the same building. The world now becoming suffocated by the increasing darkness, the sunset long gone.
Oscar pinched the bridge of his nose, “I think you’re reading into this way too much, mate.”
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Lando is obsessed with the friendly-neighbourhood Spiderman and Oscar is his good best friend that listens.
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25 Aug 2025