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Warm My Heart (And Melt The Ice) by GayBird64, mayfloweruru
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Frozen (Disney Movies)
01 Dec 2024
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It hits Regulus’ head. He lets out a yelp of pain as he falls to the ground, the ice beneath him cracking. His head smashes hard against the ice, increasing the pain tenfold.
It stings. It feels sharp, like a stab to his head. It hurts. Regulus feels cold. He’s shivering. The cold is inside him. It’s in his bones. Ice cold. His body aches where he lies on the ice. He feels unable to move. The pain and the cold are a gruesome match, fighting to take control over Regulus’ body. Involuntary, a sob rips out of his chest almost violently. That seems to make Sirius realize what has happened and spur into action.
“Regulus!” Sirius shrieks and runs over as fast he can. He takes hold of Regulus’ limp and trembling body, cradling him like he might break. Sharp and fast, ice starts covering the walls. It spreads out from the only two warm things in the room. It’s infectious and out of Sirius’ control.
or a frozen rewrite of the marauders with focus on the black brothers and quite a bit of jegulus
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“So, I’m stuck on the roof-“
“You’re what?” Tim thinks Jason might be overreacting. He sounds way too stressed.
or tim is sleep deprived and needs help getting down from the roof.
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Don't you worry your pretty little mind by mayfloweruru
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. (TV), Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud
03 Mar 2023
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“You never told me you could play the piano”
“You never told me we had a piano here”
“Well, it’s usually covered by a blanket, but George told me that apparently, you know how to play.” Lockwood uncrossed his arms and took a step closer. “So I took the blanket off, hoping to hear you play one day. Did not expect it in the middle of the night though.”
or a locklyle fic in which lucy playing the piano induces conversations and them falling in love even more
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It's a little pathetic, really, just how much this does it for Lando.
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19 Jun 2026
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"Lando," Oscar scolds, waving the note at him. "You were supposed to take these four hours ago."
"I'm sorry," Lando whispers, bringing the blankets up to his nose. He's not that sorry, really– I mean, look at what not taking his meds got him: Either Oscar 'Cool, calm and collected' Piastri fussing over him, or a very convincing hallucination of him.
or: post Brazil 2024 Lando gets a massive cold, so he has the brilliant idea to ask his teammate slash fuckbuddy slash guy he's in love with to help him
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15 Jun 2026
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Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling.
There’s a pause, stretching suspiciously long.
A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again.
“Sorry,” OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. “Thought someone was at the door.”
Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.
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14 Jun 2026
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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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14 Jun 2026
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“There’s more to driving than just keeping the car on track,” Lando says. “Sometimes we know things you don't.”
“Like what?” Oscar asks, as if he can’t actually believe there might be something Lando knows that he doesn’t
“Like how the track feels or the tyres or if the suspension starts to feel off?” Lando lists off. “Or we can see what some of the other cars are doing that the cameras don’t pick up. We can help make decisions that you can’t see. Because we feel them. Before your little computer does.”
“If that’s true,” Oscar starts, drawing out the words in that stupid Australian accent of his. “Then why are you always asking Will for help on the radio?”
Lando’s actually speechless for a moment.
Fuck this guy, Lando thinks, glaring at Oscar.
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Lando's the reigning world champion. Oscar's his new race engineer. They do not work together well. But they have one goal. Make Lando a back-to-back World Champion.
Cue teambuilding, radio fights, Lando and Daniel fighting for the title and Oscar and Lando learning to be a team.
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Bookmarked by mayfloweruru
09 Jun 2026