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logan during his indy lights test with carlin (circa feb 2019)

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I hope I'm not just a mutual to you, but someone you want to bring up in irl conversation so you have to awkwardly and cryptically say "my friend..." and refuse to elaborate on my origins or the origins of our friendships

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Logan with his race engineer, Gaetan, during the red flag | 2024 Monaco Grand Prix

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'It Will Come Back' by Hozier is a Sargewood song.

Logan’s POV desperately wanting and trying to warn Kyle.

In this essay I will-

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drew carlos yesterday

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Loscar 1, 9, 31, 37, 53 for the writing game! They can be separate prompts or you can combine some which ever you want! 😊

Anon I'm so sorry this took so long, and it's literally just one prompt answered so far. I went on my vacation and proceeded to catch the plague (a horrendous sinus infection), so I've been flattened for like a week straight. Finally coming back to finish this thing I started for you before I was ravaged by mucus and under so much dayquil and antibiotics I couldn't think straight.

Stay healthy kids.

Writing Game

53. Wings/supernatural body features

“Come on, come on,” Oscar urged, feet sliding across the rocks below with grace. 

“Just- wait, slow down, mate. I can’t see anything.” Logan’s disembodied voice floated from somewhere behind Oscar, but he wasn’t looking to stop any time soon, barreling ahead as only someone familiar with the path could. 

The stars twinkled above their heads, always a sight to behold this far out of the city, and the constant pull of the ocean filled their ears with a steady, comforting repetition. Oscar hopped from one rock to the next, the walkway a memory burned into his brain from all his trips as a child. His phone illuminated the path behind him for Logan, while he scurried ahead, making sure everything was exactly as it had been last summer when he had been out this way. 

Logan made a noise, foot almost slipping out from under him, but as Oscar was flipping around to make sure he was alright- blinding him with the flashlight in the process- Logan was already steadying himself on the bluff’s edge. “Fine, fine- I'm good.” 

Oscar still held out a hand for him to hop over the craggy little crop of pebbles, the blond wordlessly taking it. If their fingers stay entwined longer than was strictly necessary, well, who would see but the moonlight above.

“My mum found this place when she was surfing once.” Oscar said, still just effortlessly guiding them along. “She started bringing me and my sisters around cause it was closed off from tourists. Seems like the best place to just sort of… you know.”

Oscar let himself trail off. On the one hand he was confident about the space he'd found them, but still not confident in everything about to happen. This was Logan's world, Logan showing parts to Oscar he never had before. 

No pressure.

Their feet hit the sand, solid and harder than the soft, curated sand by the main area of the beach. Oscar led them a little closer to the creeping tide, a big collection of rocks still near this part of the beach, giving them a place they could sit. 

“So, yeah,” Oscar said for lack of anything else. His fingers released Logan’s and he taped his phone’s light off to bathe them in the light of the moon instead. Putting it in his back pocket he nervously looked up at the other. Logan looked much calmer than Oscar felt, his eyes looking darker under the stars than under lights of a track. It felt new and exciting to be out here with him like this. 

Oscar licked at his lips feeling uncharacteristically nervous. “You uhh… well,” he gestured dramatically towards the sea. “There’s your ocean then for you, mate.”

The clear nervousness made Logan laugh at least, which in turn helped Oscar relax just a touch. 

Right, this was just Logan, for god's sake. Logan wasn’t gonna freak out… and neither should he. 

“Can you turn around?” Logan cleared his throat. “I need to, um, you know, get undressed.”

“Oh! Yeah,” Oscar whipped around, hiding the way the apples of his cheeks turned dark. “Of course I wasn’t- Yeah just tell me when I can look or when you’re-” The rustling behind him, made his brain fuzz over. They hadn’t quite yet gotten to that level in their relationship yet so the thought of Logan behind him just… Oscar squeezed his eyes shut as if that didn’t somehow make the images his brain was painting even more vivid.

The sound of Logan’s belt clinging, metal against metal, made his eyes fly open again and Oscar held his breath for a fraction of a second. What if they did something else here instead of… 

But just as quickly there was a very loud splash that followed that stray thought, and Oscar let himself turn to see he was alone in the darkness. 

Taking a few nervous steps forward, Oscar accidently kicked at Logan’s discarded clothing realizing he was well and truly alone on the sand now. He looked to the waves, swallowing the worries and questions back; Logan knew what he was doing. 

After what felt like an hour crawled past- it was maybe a minute really- Oscar let himself move closer to the moonlit water. He climbed up over a few of the smaller rocks, sitting on one of the bigger, flatter ones that had been worn down over time. “Logan?” he called, albeit quietly. 

Nothing. 

“Logan, are you still here?” Oscar asked louder this time to hopefully be heard over the rolling of the tides, but nothing came back to him. He looked away, wondering if Logan had gone further out… when suddenly a hand grabbed his bare calf. 

Oscar tried not to scream, instead just making an embarrassing noise and looking down in shock to find two bright green, inhuman eyes glowing up at him. Oscar sucked a breath back in, not able to help the way his mouth hung open in awe as he took in Logan below him. 

His blond hair, dark from the water, was slicked back, showing off the way his ears came to sharp points beside his head and connected to his jaw with a smattering of shining emerald scales. His arms were dotted with the same patches of rough skin, er, Oscar supposed not skin as it was… But none of that mattered as he came face to face with the tip of a long tail poking out of the surface behind Logan. 

“Fuck…” he managed, staring in wonder. 

“That weird?” Logan asked, sounding perfectly normal, unchanged. Even though he was very much changed from the boy Oscar had been racing with for years. 

“No,” Oscar finally made himself say. “Just… I knew, I mean you told me, but… seeing it is different, yeah?” 

Logan’s face could still blush- the other cutely looking down to the water before him. “Yeah I get it.” His hand was still holding Oscar’s leg, wet fingers tracing soft patterns into his flesh. “Just… wanted to show you all of me.”

When Logan had first told Oscar he was a merperson, Oscar hadn’t believed him for about three seconds until he registered the genuine fear and terror in Logan’s eyes. And Oscar never questioned it after.

Logan was a merman. Okay. Sure, why not? 

Seeing him like this though… so beautiful and so naturally wading in the dark waves… 

Yeah. Now Oscar got it. 

“Is it deep enough for you?” he asked, stupefied. When Logan cocked his head a little- made extra cute by those new little ears, oh, Oscar was doomed- he forced out something that made more sense. “The water isn’t too shallow here is it?” 

“It’s fine. It’s not too deep but-” 

But Logan was cut off as Oscar slithered his way down off the rock, leaving only his phone behind as his head plummeted under the surface. Strong hands immediately helped force Oscar back upright to resurface in the right direction. He only spit a little salt water in his partner's face as a result.

“What are you doing?” Logan asked and this close Oscar could see the way his canines had gotten just the slightest bit more defined. His skin was tinged with more emerald and aqua this close as well. Now Oscar was the one cocking his head just slightly, taking in all that was this new side of Logan. 

“Oscar?”

“You’re gorgeous, you know that right?” he blurted back. 

Maybe part of it was just how much Logan had changed over the last year and a half. Separated from Oscar now that they weren’t together in F3, but still always finding ways to creep into each other's lives when they could. Every time Oscar turned back to him Logan was getting more and more handsome, while Oscar still felt like a lumpy teenager by comparison. Seeing him like this now was just downright unfair. 

Logan’s cheeks reddened again. He was always susceptible to praise, a feature Oscar had noticed way back when they first met, but now he was happy to abuse whenever he could. “Shut up, mate…”

“Have you seen yourself like this?” Oscar’s hand tentatively reached out, hesitated, and then he finally let himself brush against the thin, translucent ears. They were softer than Oscar could have dreamed, even as they tapered into the scales along Logan’s cheek. “Jesus, Logan, you’re beautiful.” 

Suddenly the bottom part of Logan’s new form brushed against Oscar’s leg’s. He gasped at the rough feel- how strong and steady it swished through the water around them both. For a moment he thought Logan was going to bring it around Oscar, but he just kept a steady rhythm of moving it back and forth, back and forth. 

Logan tucked his chin down. “Thanks… I’m glad you- I mean I’m happy you’re okay with this.”

“Of course mate. I mean, can’t say I wasn’t surprised and all but… I lo-like all of you, Logan.” Oscar swallowed, hoping his near confession got carried out to sea. Logan might have been brave enough to lay himself completely bare to Oscar tonight, but selfishly Oscar wasn’t quite ready yet. Even as his hand clutched at Logan’s bare, seakissed shoulder, and his legs brushed against his true self below the waters… Oscar wanted them a little closer before he handed over his own heart. 

If Logan did notice, he buried it behind his smile. “I like all of you too Oscar,” he murmured, hands framing Oscar’s wet hips, and fingers dancing just slightly below the hem of his shirt. Logan pushed enough to get Oscar’s back lined with the rock he’d been on, and bent forward until their lips brushed. They pressed together, Oscar returning the smile as he wrapped his arms around Logan’s neck to draw him in. The salt on their lips tasted just like the ocean, and Oscar wondered if he’d ever be able to think of anything else when he kissed Logan now. 

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[SID] after the game against the ducks 23.01.2025 (x)

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57/100 pics of scott dixon

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#his ass would be great at a house party

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three-peat denied

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HAPPY DAY!!!!!!!!!!

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