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“No,” Lando gasps, bursting into the throne room with his poor servant hot on his heels.
“Your Highness!”
“You can’t send Flo off to marry some random arse of a crown prince just so he can become king! It’s not fair when she still has a whole life in front of her!” he exclaims before briefly dipping into a bow. “Your Majesties.”
Behind him, Max falls to his knees, repeatedly begging the king and queen for forgiveness for the crude behavior of their son.
King Adam waves a hand at him to get him to be at peace before addressing Lando. “What do you propose otherwise, dear son?”
“Send me instead,” Lando blurts out without thinking. “Oli’s the heir, and I’m the spare. So I- I’ll marry this foreign prince.”
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- Part 52 of CX's F1cs
- Part 1 of A Blessing in Disguise
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Lando flies to Vancouver to film a North Shore special — great content, terrible idea. One rainy Fromme ladder bridge later, he’s got a cracked helmet, a taco’d wheel, and the kind of bone-deep fear that turns every trail into a highlight reel of what could go wrong.
Enter Drop Bear Cycles: part bike shop, part chaos temple. Logan wants crash clips, Daniel wants engagement metrics, Mark wants him not to die on their warranty. Oscar, the mechanic with the steady hands and steadier lines, just wants Lando to look where he wants to go.
What starts as “local guide helps visiting YouTuber” turns into something else: night rides under headlamps, new mental files taped over old crash memories, a group chat that won’t shut up, and a feelings problem neither of them planned on.
There’s only one problem: the tour never stops, and Lando’s life is built on flights and upload schedules while Oscar’s is rooted in one rain-soaked city that’s finally starting to feel like home.
Or: Lando comes to the Shore for content and leaves with a bike-shop family, a new favourite trail, and a boy who teaches him how to choose a line — a story about impact, timing, and the shape of the lines we take.
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- Part 2 of Taller in Another Dimension
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“You’re pretty, and I like pretty boys.” Lando smiled lazily, and Oscar didn’t fail to notice how close their faces are, the older boy’s eyes soft and full of affection as his breath hits the younger one’s face.
“I like you, Osc.”
Oscar’s world tilted as Lando’s words hung in the air, sweet and devastating all at once. But before he could say anything—before he could even process what had just happened—Lando’s slumped against him, passed out cold.
Oscar sat there, frozen, staring down at the boy who had just wrecked his entire world and fixed it all at once.
What the actual fuck was that.
Or: Lando keeps confessing his love for Oscar, but only when he' s drunk.
Oscar, who doesn't know if it's real or not, has been waiting for him to say it sober.
But he never does. Or does he?
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Oscar just wants to sleep.
Lando just wants to play his music.
There’s a paper-thin wall between them, and a very fine line between hate and… something else.
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“You’re not being very sympathetic,” Lando replies. “My roommate is a serial killer!”
Charles says, unhelpfully, “five months ago you walked into his apartment with no identification, no luggage, and the request for him not to look your name up on the internet, and he let you live with him without even asking if you served in the war. And we are surprised he is a lunatic?”
Or: Oscar kills people. Lando is legally dead. Someone wants to restart the war.
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- Part 1 of Into the Daoliverse or Something Idk

