#kyle kirkwood mention

[23fallencomets]

chapter four!

this took a while ngl and it’s a bit longer than usual but that’s because there’s a sliver of plot. enjoy reading and i’ll try to figure out when the next update will be 💞💞

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user39: anyway do you guys remember the blackout of 2023

user40: babes i can NAWT do this rn

user41: the year-long blackout of logan sargeant

user42: wait what

user43: logan was being hella mistreated by his first agency that we genuinely had no way of knowing anything about him

user43: we knew he was okay when he briefly showed up in a reel Fred had posted towards the end of the year

user42: logan sued and won his case against the agency and we try not to bring it up

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logansargeant made a new post

!los angeles

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logansargeant: back to the city i go

oscarpiastri: all the way across the country again

logansargeant: win in spain and i’ll attend the triple header

oscarpiastri: deal

user42: bro!??

olliebearman: pls take me with you

kimi.antonelli: aren’t you supposed to be asleep??

olliebearman: aren’t you??

user44: oh my god it’s loscar all over again

arthur_leclerc: can’t believe you didn’t want me to go with you

logansargeant: you have testing in italy

charles leclerc: is this why you were looking for flights to la???

arthur_leclerc: logan’s la apartment is really nice 😞

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user45: alright who are we fighting this week

user46: is it because of what that bitchass company is saying

user47: his old model agency?? didn’t he sue them or something??

user48: yeah, he sued them mid-2023 and won in december of the same year

user49: logan i beg you to go batshit crazy pls pls pls

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logansargeant posted a story!

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logansargeant made a new tweet!

logan snorts, only liam can grate oscar’s nerves like that. he’s thinking of a reply, wondering how far he can push his pr training. he doesn’t get to in the end, a message from his rep causing his heart to drop. the messages are half congratulatory and half concerned, but he’s more focused on the image.

logan turns his phone off, sliding it across the table and sighing. was he excited for the event? sure, he loves being able to support his community, even if he’s not openly out, his support has never been quiet.

the last thing he needed though, the very last thing on top of a mountain of responsibilities, was a blind item about him. the last one nearly ruined him and the very new and fresh relationship he had been in. despite things turning out okay, logan wasn’t and everything seems to come back to the stupid fucking account that nearly killed him.

his phone goes off, a one-two buzz before the continuous buzz of a call. he debates letting it ring before deciding against it and grabbing his phone.

the smiling picture of oscar gets him to answer it, holding the phone up to his ear.

“are you coming?” is the first thing oscar says, voice still thick with sleep. something tugs at logan, fondness, contentment and the ever-consuming knowledge that he’s horribly in love with his best friend.

“you made pole didn’t you.” logan says back, keeping his eyes on the laptop in front of him. it had gone dim while he contemplated his existence, the email he was in the middle of replying to ignored in favor to talk to oscar.

“mhm, don’t accept lawson’s offer.”

logan laughs, “lawson. you’re ridiculous, piastri.”

he can almost see oscar roll his eyes, “he’s lawson until he apologizes.”

“did you have to threaten him.”

oscar scoffs, “it wasn’t a threat, lolo, it was a promise.”

logan taps the touchbar of his laptop, saving the email reply before navigating his way to mark webber’s email address, cc’ing oscar on it.

“there’s a blind item about me.” he says quietly, “again.”

the call goes silent and logan knows that any residual sleep oscar had has been wiped. there’s rustling on the other side, the ping of oscar receiving the email does nothing to calm logan’s perpetual anxiety.

“god, like the last one wasn’t enough.” oscar snarks, “nearly six months of court visits and questionings and fuck-all investigations.”

2023 wasn’t a good year, half of it being because of Emmeris, the agency logan worked under. the nearly murderous hours, managers and employees that treated their guests like dolls, something to break down and mold to their liking. the other half was about the blind item, that logan was dating an indy driver, a childhood friend of his. the thing was that he was, the relationship itself last three more months before logan called it off. kyle called it dumb, but logan knew it would only be a matter of when it could follow him onto track.

“it’s about us,” logan adds on, “you’re the only one of our friends on the grid, liam and fred don’t count because they are reserve drivers.”

he can hear the cogs in oscar’s mind turn, always trying to be one step ahead, to navigate himself out of a car crash. the car crash in this situation being logan, again.

“let them think what they want.” oscar said, “we can talk about it when you get here, and we can face it together, just like we did last year.”

“with or without liam?”

oscar laughs, “without him this time, please, i do not want him hanging all over you again.”

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logansargeant: home

oscarpiastri: watch me win

logansargeant: literally sitting in the mclaren garage as i type this

liamlawson: when did you even take these???

logansargeant: said ‘cheese’ and you said to give you a minute and then you pulled out the guitar

arthurleclerc: i think you just hate me

logansargeant: always 💞

arthurleclerc: hope your fantasy team loses

logansargeant: you’ll wish ill on your brother

charles_leclerc: im on your fantasy team??

logansargeant: it’s ferrari

user50: so glad that logan has a support system

frederikvestiofficial: where’s my pic

logansargeant: in my heart (he kept throwing pillows at me)

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[rbr4c1ng]

santino ferrucci it’s on sight.

[spell-of-the-rain]

watched Andretti's video with Kyle Kirkwood a few days ago and y'all I miss Sargewood :(

[i-am-church-the-cat]

Kyle Kirkwood was at the Dolphin’s game last night and that just makes me even more upset that they didn’t win

[escapentropy]

banter + kyle kirkwood mention during today’s team torque <3

[bad268]

The Light Behind Your Eyes (Logan Sargeant X Kirkwood! Reader!)

Fandom: RPF/F1

Requested: Nope (inspired by MCR) Was gonna post this Saturday, but it seems fitting now.

Warnings: mentions Williams being a shitty team

POV: Second Person (You/your)

W.C. 1338

Summary: Logan's eyes seem a little darker this season...

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

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You hated what this was becoming. Formula 1 was Logan’s dream. It’s always been to get to Formula 1 ever since he was a child and you two met at a karting track. You were there because your brother and Logan raced together. Kyle definitely told Logan he wasn’t allowed to date you, but who listens to that? Yeah, not Logan.

Now, he was happy you were with Logan. Logan told Kyle more about the Williams situation than you simply because 1) Kyle is his best friend and 2) because he knew you would say something. Kyle is usually just there for Logan to vent.

What Logan didn’t know was that Kyle has loose lips and can’t keep his mouth shut. You asked Kyle one time if he was planning to meet up with Logan anytime soon and he spilled everything. You didn’t even pry! Kyle just let everything out.

How alone Logan felt on the grid to how the mistreatment and lack of confidence from his own team have been beating down on him negatively. Kyle also told you about how Logan didn’t want you involved because he did not want to hurt your feelings or make you feel like you weren't enough. 

Of course, you were going to take it into your own hands at this point. You decided to talk with some people who happened to be looking for a new driver for 2025, and you may or may not have planted an idea in their heads. It actually did not take too much convincing since they were already thinking about it.

One day, after another bad race where the team made him switch places with Alex when Logan was on course to get points, you decided to talk to Logan about it.

“Logs?” You asked as you peeked into the bedroom. You two had made it back to the hotel, and you left him alone for a few minutes just to calm down a little before this talk. “Can I tell you something?”

“Yeah, sure,” he sighs, rubbing his eyes harshly before sitting up and making room for you. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m worried,” You started as you sat in front of him and held his hands. “You’re not telling me everything.”

“What do you mean? I’m fine,” Logan dismissed without making eye contact. “It was just a bad race-”

“No, it’s a bad team and a bad season,” You interrupted, moving your hands up to his face. You looked into his stormy eyes as they glossed over. “I can see it in your eyes. Logan, you’re losing the light in your eyes. You’re not having fun racing anymore, and it’s killing me just watching you force yourself. You don’t have to go through this alone. Please let me help you.”

“I don't know what else I can do, babe,” He muttered, trying to regain his composure. “They’ve made it pretty fucking clear that they don’t trust me. They take any opportunity to tear me down and bring up the fact that they have replacements on standby. I don’t know what else there is for me to do.”

“You don't have to have the answer, Logs,” You comforted as you ran your fingers through his blonde hair.  “Just let me take care of you for once. I can’t have them take the light behind your eyes.”

“I just-” He hesitated, but you encouraged him to go on.

“You can be honest, Logs,” You prompted as you moved to seat yourself on his lap to hold him in your arms. “I’m here to listen.”

“I don’t know who I am without racing,” Logan whispered as his voice cracked. He pulled back a little to look you in the eyes, and almost all of the light was gone. This was all because of one team. “I don’t know where else I can go if I don’t have a place in F1.”

“Sometimes we must grow stronger, and you can’t be strong in the dark. Williams is proving to be the darkest cave, and they’re pulling you deeper every time they degrade you,” you ranted before stopping to take a deep breath. “When I’m here, you can always lean on me. Let me take some of the burden because I’m here for you, Logs. I have a plan, but we need to work as a team, and you need to trust me on this. Even if it means abandoning a contract.”

“You’re plan is for me to leave F1?” Logan asked, not as shocked as you thought he would be, but genuinely curious nonetheless. 

“I have something lined up, but I’m waiting to hear a final decision,” You answered vaguely.

“Can I know what series or team?”

“All I’ll say is you should go back to your roots,” You answered again just as vaguely. 

It wasn’t for another month that you heard anything back, and it was not from your contact. 

“Tell me how you got Logan on the grid,” Kyle cornered you as soon as you walked into your family home.

“Hello. Good afternoon. Wonderful day we’re having. How are you? I haven't seen you in a while, What’s happened to your manners, Kirkwood?” You said sarcastically as you brushed past him to greet the rest of your family.

“Hello, oh favorite sibling of mine, how are you on this fine day when Logan Sargeant announced he was leaving Williams immediately and signed with Prema for next year in Indycar,” Kyle said sarcastically at first before dissolving into shouts.

“Oh, did he already sign?” You asked confused before muttering to yourself, “Last I heard, they were still discussing.”

“So you do admit that was your plan?” Kyle pointed out as he followed you around the kitchen. “How did you convince him?”

“I technically didn’t,” You admitted. “I asked him to let me help and he never really answered, but I had already talked to Rene about it. He was already planning on talking to Logan about it. I just kinda pushed it to happen sooner rather than later. On the bright side, Logan and I can go with you to the last few races of the season.”

“I don't want to see my sibling and best friend making out in my garage,” Kyle cringed as he walked up beside you and threw his arm over your shoulder. “Thanks for looking out for him though. Maybe being home will be better.”

“Being home? I also thought about him knowing more than one person on the grid,” You chuckled.

When St. Petersberg came around, energy was high again, and Logan was looking like his old self again. He was happy to be around Kyle more often. He got back in touch with Pietro Fittipaldi, Marcus Armstrong, Callum Ilott, Christian Lundgaard, and Theo Pourchaire since he knew them back in F2 and F3. 

As the pre-race was heating up, you stood on the track beside Logan while the national anthem played. You glanced at his face, and he looked so much more relaxed and relieved than he did a mere six months ago. Things were finally looking up for him.

After the flyover, you moved about and helped Logan get ready for the race. You quickly grabbed his helmet and Hans device, assisting him in putting them on. 

“Any last pieces of encouragement you have for me?” Logan smirked as he put in his headphones and balaclava.

“Race hard, have fun, and never let them take the light behind your eyes, you hear me?” You jokingly commanded as you helped him put his helmet on, your new engagement ring shining in the sunlight. The broadcast got a clear shot of that.

“I hear you loud and clear,” He responded with a smirk. “Thank you, I’ll win this for you. I love you.”

“As long as you’re safe, I’ll be proud,” You patted his helmet and headed over to the box as Logan got situated in the car and prepared to start his engine for the next chapter.

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[earl-grey-teacake]

I’m not sure if I’m doing this right since this is my first time actually using the app properly but I absolutely love your work and I HAD to put my two cents in. Logan on multiple occasions has said Kyle Kirkwood is one of his closest friends since they grew up together in Florida. Would Kyle and Logan meet in this au? and if so how? Do you think Kyle and Oscar would fight over Logan’s attention?

You’re doing great!

Thank you for loving my work🥰

I am answering this on the day the news of Logan being dropped came out and I wanted to write something cute and happy.

To answer your question, YES! Those two are absolutely friends, I would never dare to separate them from each other.

I believe in an Andretti interview with Kyle, he reveals that he met Logan when he was karting in Florida. So, I can see Logan meeting Kyle around 7 years old when he goes to see a karting competition in Florida while on vacation. Logan is watching with his parents and this kid who is 2 years older than him is absolutely wiping the floor with the rest of the field. Logan goes up to congratulate him and tell him how good he was and they just hit it off. The parents exchange numbers and Logan and Kyle slowly start building a very strong friendship.

I don’t see Kyle fighting over Logan because Kyle is a good kid who understands what it means to share. Oscar, however, absolutely has a one-sides rivalry with Kyle. Oscar has had other kids befriend him and Logan but nothing as serious as Kyle’s friendship with Logan. He’s prissy, and jealous but won’t show it since it might upset Logan. He does, however, get a bit annoyed when Logan mentions going to see Kyle.

The one who would cause issues would be Colton. Colton meet Kyle when he’s young, maybe around 6 and clinging to his dad’s leg. Kyle is there to see a race and they hit it off really well. Colton sees Kyle as the super cool senior who’s nice and takes the time out of his day to say hi to him instead of treating him like a baby. This sparks a friendship and a little bit of infatuation for Kyle. It also leads to jealousy when Kyle mentions how he has a friend named Logan who lives in Monaco and his dads are race car drivers because Colton lives in California and his dad is also a race car driver- it’s practically the same thing.

Colton wants to fight Logan for the right to be Kyle’s best friend. Oscar wants to fight Kyle for the title of Logan’s best friend and Colton by extension because Colton will always jump to the defense of Kyle. Kyle and Logan are just chilling, doing their own things and chasing after fishes in the lake.

Thank you for the ask!

I hope this ask made everyone’s day a little bit better

[lovelytsunoda]

happiness for beginners // kyle kirkwood

summary: when her fathers death brings y/n back home to jupiter, florida, the last person she wanted to see was her highschool ex-boyfriend: kyle kirkwood, who once pushed her aside in favour of his racing career. as she tried to navigate her grief and pick up the pieces of her life, she wonders if maybe she never stopped loving kyle.

pairing: kyle kirkwood x ex-girlfriend!female reader

warnings: death of a parent, consumption of alcohol, breif mention of being cheated on (not by kyle) . second chance romance, talk of dropping out of university and past sexual activities.

it’s wasn’t supposed to end like this. he should have had another thirty years.

should have seen his eldest daughter get married, meet his grandchildren.but instead, life said ‘fuck you’ and struck her father down at the ripe age of fifty nine.

a heart attack, her mother had said over the phone when she found out. when she booked the first flight back to miami and a train ticket to jupiter. a small town filled with a lot of memories, some good, many bad.

she hated funerals, but never thought she’d be organizing one for someone she cared about this soon. the room was filled with flowers (he would have hated those, the pollen made him sneeze), a classic rock song about grief and loss playing overhead. she was dressed in all black, a call back to the dress she wore for her middle school graduation. it shouldn’t have still fit, although her boobs filled it out a lot better now.

“i need some air.” she looked at her sister shakily, mascara stains under her eyes. “tell mom where I went when she comes back this way.”

she didn't wait for her sister to say more, grabbing a can of smirnoff ice from the cooler as she left the stately country house that had been turned into a homely funeral parlour. she'd already had far too much to drink, numbing her feelings being the only thing allowing her to make it through the day.

unlike most girls her age, y/n had in incredible and loving relationship with her father. when she moved away for university, her father was always coming up with foolish reasons to go to charleston and see her. he taught her everything she knew, valuable life skills that would make sure she never needed to depend on a man if she didn't want to.

and now he was gone. he would never get to walk her down the aisle, or look at her future husband and say 'you picked a good one, kid'.

in the distance she saw a reception late comer, a bouquet of calla lilies in hand as he walked up the sprawling drive, packed to the brim with cars new and old: her father's classic car club had lead the procession, a fleet of cars from the fifties to seventies driving through jupiter at high noon, the vintage hearse in the middle of the fray.

kyle knew he shouldn't be there.

he hadn't seen y/n in five years, not since he'd fucked up so massively that he knew she was right for never wanting to speak to him again. but when lorraine y/l/n had called him mere days prior and said she didn't think her daughter was coping and could use a familiar face, he knew he couldn't just do nothing.

"kyle? what the fuck are you doing here?" the sight of her ex-boyfriend walking up the home's front steps was almost enough to sober her up, her words still coming out with a slight slur as she looked at the indycar driver. "don't you have a race to go win?"

"your mom called. thought you could use a friend."

"you're right. except all my friends hate me, and the ones who don't don't live in jupiter any more." she whined, downing another large swig of her cooler. "you shouldn't be here. not after what you did. it was prom night, kyle. you left me standing on the front step, dressed to the nines in a dress i had picked out just for you, waiting hours until my mom called your mom and found out that you had picked an indycar test over me."

pain rippled through kyle's veins at the way her voice broke. y/n hd been more than understanding about his racing career and the demands of being a modern athlete, because she had grown up with one. her younger sister was the youngest olympic swimmer in america, and she had never felt like she measured up, even after she got into usc charleston. but what he had done on prom night was unforgiveable. he just wished she had let him tell her the full story all those years ago, when she called everything off the day she packed up her dad's truck and left.

"you're drunk, y/n. how much have you had to drink today?" kyle's voice was stern, but still gentle as he tried to pry the can from his former girlfriend's hands. "i think you've had enough."

“you can’t tell me what to do, kirkwood. that can is the one thing keeping me from falling into complete and utter despair. I have nothing left, kyle!” she made a grab for the can, losing her balance and sprawling out over kyles lap.

kyle sighed, trying to help her sit up. “okay, it’s time to get you home.”

“kyle, is that you?”

“hi, lorraine.” kyle frowned as y/n got up and staggered towards the railing, promptly vomiting into the bushes. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

“thank you.” lorraine smiled sadly, gently readying a hand on her daughters back. when her youngest daughter had explained that y/n had left to get some air, lorraine knew she needed to check on her. “she’s not coping, kyle. you know how close she and nick were.”

“I can hear you, and I don’t need him!” y/n spat, swatting at her moms hand. “I’m fine.”

lorraine’s voice was stern as she looked her daughter in the eye. “no you aren’t, let kyle drive you home.”

she could think of few things she wanted less than to be in a car with the man who broke her fragile, teenage heart. frankly, she’d rather drunkenly stumble through the streets of jupiter and let everybody gawk at her.

but kyle was firm with his grip as he guided her down the front steps, her legs shaky in her black pumps as he guided her towards his freakishly expensive car. she felt all the fight leave her body as kyle helped her into the passenger seat, her body noticeably falling limp.

“remind me never to drink this much again.” she whined, head slumping against the window as kyle started the car.

“it’s not like you’d listen to me anyways. get some rest, you aren’t well.”

she slept for most of the car ride, but it was an uneasy sleep, drifting in and out of memories as kyle pulled in front of the farmhouse. the driver helped her inside, guiding her out of her leather jacket and heels. she stumbled to the bathroom, collapsing in front of the bathtub before she started to heave.

kyle knelt behind her, gently pulling her hair away from her face. “it’s okay, you’re okay. let it out.”

“I can’t breathe.” she coughed out in between lurches of her stomach. “the dress is too tight.”

“it’s okay.” kyle soothed, gently undoing the zipper and peeling the fabric away from her burning skin. just the act of running his hands over her backs was conjuring memories for both of them.

memories of the last time kyle had touched her like that: their naked bodies tangled in sheets, her fingernails leaving deep divots in his shoulders, his lips on the column of her throat, hands clutching her back as she rode him.

“is this better, sweetheart?” he shook his head, trying to forget. he’d been trying to forget for five years now.

“yeah. can I have some space? some fresh clothes, maybe? my room is where it’s always been.”

kyle moved to kiss her forehead, pausing with his lips halfway to her hair. he didn’t get to do things like that anymore. he lost that right five years ago.

“yeah, I’ll be right back.”

while kyle was gone, she tried to recollect herself. the stinging scent of vomit that she tried to wash down the drain was sobering.

the fact that kyle kirkwood was in her house even more so.

she got to her feet, stumbling the the counter where she downed three capfuls of mouthwash, never feeling like it was quite enough as she rinsed her mouth and spat the spearmint liquid into the sink.

holding the front of her dress in place, she ascended the carpeted stair case, wondering what was taking kyle so long. the door to the master bedroom was closed; her mom had been sleeping in the guest room, unable to even consider sleeping in the king bed without nick.

kyle stood in the middle of her bedroom, clutching a ratty t shirt in his hands. she recognized it, of course. the mauve hurley shirt had been his.

“you’ve kept it all this time?”

“of course I did. it doesn’t smell like you any more, though. just the back of my closet.” she smiled sadly, leaning against the doorframe. “I’m sure you’re wondering why all these boxes are here. I’m coming home. temporarily.”

“I thought you loved it in carolina.” he frowned, helping her out of her dress. it was all he could do not to stare at the lacy black lingerie she wore, closing his eyes as she slipped out of the bra.

he was not an asshole, and he could definitely resist watching his ex undress.

at least, that’s what he kept telling himself.

“I moved in with someone I considered a very close friend. eventually, my boyfriend brad moved in with us. well, it turns out that my ex-friend was fucking brad. I needed to get out of the house, I was staying in a motel until mom called. and now I’m back here.”

“I’m sorry that happened to you. you didn’t deserve that.” kyle frowned, pulling her in for a hug. she notched her arms under his, pressing up on her toes and allowing her head to slot between his neck and shoulder.

it was comforting and warm; familiar.

“I don’t know what to do, kyle. truth be told, I don’t even like what I’m studying any more. I want to drop out.”

“let’s talk about this in the morning. when you’re sober.” he tried to soothe her, guiding her towards the bed “get some rest.” he insisted, laying her down and pulling the blankets over her shoulders. “I’ll be in the living room if you need me.”

the andretti driver turned to leave, stopping in his tracks when he felt her slender fingers wrap around his wrist.

“stay” she insisted, voice shaky. “I don’t want to be alone. I can’t stand it.”

kyle frowned, looking at the small body wrapped in blankets. he had never seen her this fragile before. this broken.

“of course, pretty girl. I’m not going anywhere.” he slipped out of his suit jacket and shoes, quietly sliding under the covers and pulling her into his arms, trying not to think about the fact that she was wearing his shirt and and nothing else.

don’t be a douchebag, kyle, he kept telling himself.

he allowed himself one luxury, his lips dropping down tot he crown of her head, just barely kissing her skin. a reassurance that everything would be okay.

the next morning, kyles side of the bed was empty, the lingering smell of his cologne being the only indicator that he was ever there. y/n’s head was pounding as she shakily got to her feet, grabbing clothes from the top of her laundry basket, too lazy and miserable to do much more than grab clean panties from her drawer.

kyle was in the kitchen, the smell of fresh eggs permeating the air. the smell would have been enough to set off her nausea again if there had been anything in her stomach to regurgitate. she’d always hated the smell of egg.

“why the fuck are you still here?”

“ah, that’s the y/n i remember!” kyle laughed, placing a glass on the kitchen island as she sat down. “drink. it’s good for you.”

she frowned at the green sludge in the pint glass before looking back at her ex. “like hell I will. i would rather jump off splash mountain.”

“it’ll make you feel better.”

“no it won’t. why are you so chipper? you know what, don’t answer that. I’m still mad at you.” she felt childish for pouting and refusing the hangover cure, but the fact of the matter was that her anger over the death of a past relationship was the only thing holding her together.

if she stopped being mad at kyle, she’d have to feel her feelings about her dad, and that didn’t seem like a good option.

“it’s been five years, y/n.” kyle sighed, switching off the gas stove. “why are you still holding on? you never even let me explain.”

“five years is forever, kyle. a whole goddamn lifetime. I’m not even the same person I was when we were together.”

“will you just let me explain?”

she sighed, leaning forwards and slumping against the counter, fingertips rubbing at her temples. “fine. but only because it stops me from thinking about everything.”

“i moved hell and high water to get back in time for prom, y/n. i had everything timed perfectly until the weather delayed the test. we couldn’t go on the track in the rain, so we had to wait it out. o was so certain we were going to make it, but then there was traffic on the way back to the airport. i ended up running the last three blocks just to make the plane, and then we took off late, and by the time we landed in florida i knew I was late but you’d stopped answering my calls. the next time I saw you, you told me it was over.”

“you still picked a car over me. but I was stubborn, not letting you tell me why. i should have at least let you explain yourself.” the anger slowly ebbed out of her body. she knew that holding on was only holding her back from moving on, but she’d never stopped caring about kyle and that’s why it hurt so much.

“you know I’ve followed your career since? you put on a damn good show in long beach.”

kyle froze, halfway to his seat with two plates of breakfast, button down shirt marred with wrinkles. “you watch me race?”

“i still care about you, kirkwood.” she smiled sadly, reaching for a plate. “and I figured if you’d picked racing over me, you might as well be somewhat decent at it.”

kyle laughed, settling himself at the counter. “well, it’s been a roller coaster of a season, I’ll give you that. you know, some days I regret running that test. no racing seat was worth losing you.”

“you would have regretted not doing it. i know you, kyle kirkwood.” she reached across the dining space, resting her hand in his. “we both had different things we wanted out of life and we were too naive to realize it. and my path ended up not even being the one I wanted. I’ve made my mind up. I’m dropping out of usc.”

kyle couldn’t hide his look of surprise. the hallowed institution had been all she wanted when they were teenagers. moving their lives to carolina and working around his racing and her psych degrees was all they ever talked about.

“what? but you love that place. charleston was all you ever wanted.”

she shook her head, taking a bite out of the semi-burnt toast kyle had prepared (it was all she could stomach in her current state).

“there’s nothing left for me in carolina. it turns out that I really hate my major.” she laughed, coughing slightly on a bread crumb. “getting through my undergrad was hard enough, i hesitate to even think about my masters. the whole reason I had picked a program this long was because I was scared to face the real world anyways. losing dad has put that into perspective.”

“so what are you going to do?”

“remember my plan b? the plan where I would go to trade school and get my red seal and work with my dad, then travel cross country with you during the racing season? the plan that had seemed like just wishful thinking? well, dad left me the garage.”

that plan b had been wishful thinking, something to tie her over for a year or two whole she figured her life out if she didn’t get into usc, or her safety school. and now it was reality. the entire garage and everything in it was hers now.

“i don’t know the first thing about running a business, but this feels like a sign. i want to turn it into something, kyle. a place for women, all-female mechanics. too many good women get screwed over by mechanics who think that their client is more gullible or likely to pay more because she doesn’t understand what’s wrong with her car.”

that was the y/n that kyle loved: the one with the big heart who had dreams bigger than her body. the one who would be happy with that nice quiet life as long as she could be happy with herself. the one who acted before she thought about the repercussions because she was just so excited about something.

he reached across the kitchen island, gently grabbing her shoulders. “hold your horses, pretty girl. take a load off, come to nashville with me and take a few days to think this through. don’t give up on carolina just yet. remember, you deserve to be happy. and if trade school is what you really want to do, it’s not too late to go for it.”

“it’s so hard to hate you, kyle maclean kirkwood. even when you have a stupid fucking rich boy name.” she could feel the tears pricking at the back of her eyes, every feeling she ever had for the man in front of her bubbling back to the surface. “why did you let me let you go?”

letting him go had been one of the biggest mistakes she ever made. maybe that’s why it took her so long to get into another relationship afterwards. she kept comparing her suitors to kyle and none of them matched up to the talented, funny, sarcastic young man she had been with before she left florida.

“because I thought that was what you wanted.”

“of course it wasn’t, dipshit. i was just too stubborn to let you back in.”

she leaned over the kitchen island, her thumb tracing kyles jaw. he was still every bit as beautiful as she remembered. older, but not necessarily wiser. and she had changed so much. she wasn’t that small town girl who worked at the auto shop over her summers or that girl who danced barefoot on the beach belting ‘sweet home alabama’ with a white claw in her hand.

but maybe she could be that carefree again.

neither wanted to make the first move. kyle wanted to break first, but he knew it was important to let y/n make up her own mind about this. he’d feel like a dick for the rest of his life if there was even the slightest possibility that he had taken advantage of her aggrieved state.

“so are you going to kiss me or what, kirkwood?”

you didn’t have to tell kyle twice. he practically dove across the island to pull her into his arms, familiar motions that they had gone through so many times before as he pressed his lips to hers. gentle but firm, just the way he knew she liked it.

she was breathless as she pulled away, a giggle in the back of her throat. “you know my dad always hoped we’d get back together. he said he’d never seen me as happy as i was when I was with you. and I think he was right. i still love you, kyle.”

“and I never stopped loving you.”

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[hollywoodsargeant]

Pretty random question, but what are your favourite things about Logan? Like some cute facts/things about him that you like and feel like people should know

I think a lot of people judge him too quickly, he deserves more love and appreciation :((

this is an excellent question anon... clearly i have a lot of things i like about logan. i really like logan. in case if this blog was not enough. BUT. i will yell about a few random things since you asked (+ i agree people are very quick to judge him. give my boy a chance. i cannot tell you how many times i've seen people say stuff like "i wrote him off at first but he actually seems sweet" STOP WRITING HIM OFF THEN!) anyways. Favorite Things

there's a lot of insanity going on here i love logan so much did you know

first and foremost. i love how much he loves his friends... and just how outwardly he loves in general... the "heart on his sleeve" thing does come from somewhere. given really any opportunity he Will talk about his friends and his family and every time it Kills me like :( whenever someone mentions how long he's been racing oscar he talks about it and there's one where it's mentioned he was teammates with oscar back in f4 and he's like "well actually before that too!" idk. surely you know how i feel about logan and oscar but logan has emphasized their friendship more than once and always stresses how they've gotten along so well forever and even being title rivals in f3 never came between them... my little loscar heart...

and still on that. him and kyle. i love kyle kirkwood (indycar driver + friend of logan) if you were not aware and he does the same thing where someone will bring him up and he's like "yeah kyle's my boy!" it makes me so...... put him in his indy 500 top 3 prediction bc he's his buddy and knows he's good was asked Just about key lime pie and had to say "well my friend kyle makes a really good key lime pie" even after he just said he never really eats pie? idk man. he just loves his friends <3

AND HE LOVES WHERE HE'S FROMMM like yes a bit in a patriotic american way and maybe i only like that because i'm american but he is such a hometown guy he clearly loves and misses florida and all the people he still knows who live there. have you seen his 10 things i can't live without interview that video is basically just 8 minutes of logan sargeant loving florida. and he's so cute in that video i love that video but he can and he will talk about being from florida at any given opportunity (+ very much harps on how much he enjoys being out on the water) and i'm sure some people think it's annoying but personally i find it very endearing... and putting the flag on his helmet he is just a proud guy. i care him. he's said he wants to race the indy 500 too which also gets the indycar fan in me but he wants to race it bc it's iconic and idk most f1 drivers don't want to do the 500 bc oval scary (real of them) but logan is like. no i'm Going to do it one day. it's the biggest motorsport event and i will do it. I WILL NOT REST UNTIL HE DOES.

this one is a bit more stupid but i am forever amused by just how much of a younger brother he is. maybe i just relate to him bc i'm also the youngest of two (and my sister and i have pretty much the same gap he has to dalton) but he is so little sibling energy, especially with alex. he's a little menace. particularly evident in the monaco road trip video where alex tells him to lie and he goes along with it while also trying to make alex do it for him (he's so me) and the sandwich challenge where he whines every time alex gets in his way. i know benny's kid calls him his older brother but he is so little brother it's unreal. on the brother note this fucking idiot cracked his rib karting with dalton and that's also hilarious

I DON'T KNOW MAN. i love listening to him talk. i love all his weird little quirks like how much shoulder he puts into his walk and how much he fiddles around and can't sit still and the way he almost seems to make himself smaller?? this guy is nearly six feet tall but he carries himself like a much shorter man i think it's endearing. i'm really endeared to his smile and his smiling habits (see my thesis it's a whole thing) and also all his other weird mouth ticks he has several i love that he always seems to want to be close to people (he's very touchy. if you pay attention) i love how weirdly shy he is (likes sunglasses bc you can hide behind them) i love his incessant need to have perfect hair all of the time like see the monaco video i linked earlier where he's riding in a convertible trying to fix his hair DUDE IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN i love. Him.

man. i just think. that i love logan. he is my favorite for a reason. and even if he is a bit of a rah rah american (i lit listed his americanisms as one of my favorite things i enjoy them) i am slightly tired of him getting written off as just being The American or not having a personality like he's definitely more private about certain parts of his life compared to other drivers but that doesn't mean he lacks personality. maybe he is a little more softspoken too which might not help but it is there!!! he is not a piece of cardboard you just aren't giving him the time of day!!! giving him enough time of day to say he's boring but not enough to actually realize he's not

[everythingne]

do you happen to remember when i asked who would say “im going to put you on a milk carton” and you said logan? i now propose that it was in fact kyle kirkwood whispering this to james vowels, dressed head to toe in a guille suit, face completely painted, deer antlers on, specked out recurve in hand. james wakes up in a panicked sweat and now is wary every time he sees milk.

TEAAARS IN MY EYESSS

alex like off hand mentions to logan that “james had a whole fit after seeing a milk carton” and logan has to Be Dissapointed at kyle (and probably colton, someone had to help him get dressed) because “you can’t give my ex-team principal nightmares guys cmon.”

colton and kyle proceed to get more indy and f1 drivers involved, somewhere along the way george forms an alliance with colton and kyle and starts ‘strategically’ drinking milk before races in view of james. franco gets in on it too.

lily and alex gift james’ daughter the milk carton jellycat as a joke.

logan is in despair.

[gr63wdc]

Okay I know it’s been like five days since that send me a pairing and au ask game but I missed it somehow so if you’re still up to it: loscar + Olympics au :3c

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons a short ficlet about it sorry this took 5ever... i really love this prompt and i think i may make a full fic out of it one day... also kyle kirkwood mention...

logan was so excited to be in japan, even if it was a bit later than anyone expected. it’s still unreal to him that he is here, at the olympics, with kyle by his side, and the support of the united states behind him. he doesn’t think he could ever dream this up.

kyle is trying to drag him out to eat with a group of athletes he had met earlier in the week. logan knows that kyle is far more interested in asking out one of the mexican synchronized divers than actually getting to know the other olympians. he’s willing to humor him though, after making kyle promise to not ignore him.

the restaurant they end up at is nice, more upscale than logan was expecting, clearly more for tourists than natives. he ends up across from kyle, who promptly forgets about him trying to chat up the diver.

the food is good, but logan isn’t interested in staying past that, trying to force conversation when he’s already so tired. he leaves kyle behind, who at least seems to be making progress in his attempted flirting.

he’s walking back to the village, the cool night air a reprieve from the crowded restaurant, when he hears a “hey” down the street. he thinks nothing of it until there’s a second “hey” much closer, accompanied by a tap on his arm.

logan turns to see a guy, slightly flushed from trying to catch up to him, holding his jacket. he didn’t even realize he had forgotten it in the restaurant.

“you left your jacket,” he says. he’s cute, unkempt floppy hair and flushed red cheeks; he’s, unfortunately, also logan’s exact type.

“oh, um, thank you,” logan says. he takes the jacket from the other guy, accidentally brushes their fingers during the exchange.

“i’m oscar”

“logan,” he knows he sounds a bit breathless, despite not being the one to run a few hundred feet, his own cheeks heating up anyway.

they fall into step, comfortably silent on the walk back to the village. their hands keep brushing, and logan can feel his cheeks getting redder and redder.

when they reach logan’s building, he feels a sudden burst of confidence. before oscar has a chance to say goodbye, logan surges forward to kiss him.

“would you like to come up?” he asks, hoping that oscar will say yes.

“yeah,” oscar says, linking his pinky with logan’s. maybe kyle dragging him to that restaurant wasn’t so bad after all.

[phanofclouds]

If you could bring a driver from another category to FE, which one would be and why?

damn that’s such a hard choice ahah, i would’ve been curious to see how albon at nissan would’ve actually gone, but from f1 i also want to mention carlos sainz because i think he kinda likes street circuits and i wanna see him be best buddies with antonio.

considering that i have no clue on what frederik vesti is going to do next, maybe him too? but i think formula 2 drivers are much more likely to spend multiple years as f1 reserve drivers rather than go to formula e, which is a shame really

aaand the best in indy’s street circuits right now is definitely kyle kirkwood, but im sure his career in indycar will be long (and successful :)

[neonheart26]

Guys my brain can't stop thinking of an indycar royalty AU so please let me be a bit self-indulgent:

Josef Newgarden is the crown Prince of the USA, in an agreement between the US and Australia he is being made to marry the second born Prince of New Zeland, Scott McLaughlin, neither of them are happy about it.

Alexander Rossi works as Josef bodyguard and clearly isn't getting paid enough for what he's dealing with, meanwhile the head of security is Conor Daly who is currently being tasked with helping Rossi train the newest bodyguard, Kyle Kirkwood.

Kyle has been chosen to become the bodyguard for the second born Prince, David Malukas who really doesn't want a bodyguard and is doing everything in his power to annoy him into quiting, it's instead endearing and doesn't work, Sting Ray Robb as the other guard in training is sometimes dragged into these misadventures.

Meanwhile there is a range of Lords, Colton Herta is the youngest of this group who has found himself involed with the youngest of the two children Pato O'Ward by complete accident and now can't seem to avoid chaos now. The other Lords include Graham Rahal, and the Andretti family who are the most powerful and closest to the king of all the Lords.

Other Royality includes the US's closest allie, Canada who is ruled by King James Hinchcliffe with the slightly unpopular Lord Devlin DeFrancesco. Along with North American countries there is also a close partnership with the UK and its Prince Callum Ilott with his bodyguard Katherine Legge.

As previously mentioned New Zealand is soon to be another allie with their king Scott Dixon and Lord Marcus Armstrong, creating this alliance will help create a relationship with Australia's King Will Power.

Along with these countries there is also prince Marcus Ericsson of Sweden and his bodyguard Felix Rosenqvist (who has manged to create a strong bond with Pato), Prince Rinus VeeKay of the Netherlands, King Simon Pagenaud and his bodyguard Romain Grosjean (who have their own drama with Josef and Alex), Prince Christian Lundgaard and his bodyguard Benjamin Pedersen of Denmark, king Tony Kanaan and his bodyguard Hélio Castroneves of Brazil, king Takuma Sato of Japan and Prince Agustín Canapino of Argentina.

[op81s]

yk I really don’t say this to be bitter but sometimes I wonder what’s going on at Williams. I just feel like as a whole everyone needs to be at little better at their jobs lol. for example, releasing Carlos as a signing before officially letting go of Logan, the back and forth with the whole chassis situation, Logan’s career in general. And the cherry on top of is James implying that Carlos is the best driver on the grid (likes he’s a good driver but so is Oscar, max, Lewis, his own damn teammate). It’s seems like a clown show that’s only going downhill. But hey if JV thinks that Carlos can save the mess that Williams is, maybe Logan can get that Mercedes seat 😭.

honestly anon? same.

it feels like williams is a house on fire atm and nobody knows how to put out the flames.

(now this entire part might sound a LITTLE bit salty so... apologies)

firstly, i genuinely think james vowles isn't very good at his job. he's a smart man who's brilliant at the technical parts of the job but as a team principal, a lot of his responsibilites is managing personalities and team politics and he hasn't showed he's capable of doing that. every statement he releases or interview he does turns more people against him and that is... not ideal to say the least. he and williams have gone from a team with a reputation for caring about their drivers to... this.

i know alex fans who are annoyed with him after he implied alex isn't capable of being a leader, i know lewis fans (and fans of other drivers as well) who are annoyed with him after he said he thinks carlos is the #2 driver on the grid, i don't think i need to mention why logan fans aren't too happy with him atm...

and then the pr management?? i don't know if it's just trickling down from vowles' management of the team itself but it is just not good. there's been so many times where i'm questioning what the pr is doing... i could make an additional post just discussing how poorly they've managed the damage control of everything this year, starting with the chassi situation to alex saying he will be racing in his own chassi in japan (only for that to be incorrect... why inform your driver what's going to happen before sending him out in front of the media?? 🙄) to not shutting down the kimi antonelli rumours to not publishing an announcement thanking logan for his time at williams BEFORE announcing they've signed carlos...

(yeah, unfortunately i think carlos fixing williams is about as likely as logan getting that merc seat, in other words..... not very likely 😅 BUT, i have hopes about logan getting an indycar seat for 2025 and it would be nice to see him race in the us full time!! hopefully he will feel more comfortable and at home 💖 plus, it would not hurt to see him with kyle kirkwood more tbh, i just really love their friendship)

ANYWAY, at the end of the day i do hope they get their shit together and manage to improve as a team, 'cause firstly, i'm a huge alex fan and i want him to have a good team that he can be truly competitive with but also. it's just good for the sport to have more competitive teams and it would be nice if williams could bring back some of their glory days.

[i-am-church-the-cat]

KYLE KIRKWOOD MENTION ON THE PODCAST 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[catbirdseat]

this makes the fact that he made key lime pie for his rolex 24 teammates so much sweeter omg

source: Off the Track with … Kyle Kirkwood