#logan sargent blurb

[moonlight-records]

Light Show Surprise | LS2 (HAC #2)

pairing: ls2 x reader

summary: your favorite activity during the holiday season is to go look at the holiday lights. thankfully, Logan knows just what to do.

warning: fluff!

fc: none!

wc: 913

a/n: day 2 of moonlight records holiday advent calendar!

day 1 | current day | day 3

The holiday season can truly be a fun but overwhelming time for people with how much they can do. From ice skating to s’mores making and even movie marathons. Some people prefer to shop or explore. Your favorite part of the holiday season was the light shows. It was the least overwhelming thing. Being able to just go around and look at all the beautiful lights and see how people decorate. Especially light shows.

Like last year when you went to the Jones Beach light show in New York. You were visiting friends and you all had decided at the last minute to go see the light show. The five of you packed into the car and headed down to the beach, getting a bit lost but eventually found the line of cars and booths to pay, which you all laughed about because it was right there how you guys missed it, you don’t know. You pay per vehicle and slowly drive through seeing all the different designs. Some highlights you saw last year were Barbie, dinosaurs, Santa, and some animals through your drive.

Then halfway through you can stop and get out for the rest room and to see the snack area. They have popcorn, hot chocolate, churros, water and more. They have tables and thankfully it’s indoors so it’s warm. Outside they have a makeshift ice rink along with some bonfire stations for s’mores and a giant Christmas tree to take pictures which you and your friends took advantage of. Then you guys hopped back into the car, the sunroof opened (cause your friend insisted on sticking his head out like a dog) before it was over and you guys went off to Applebees for half apps and drinks.

It was a great night. You hope you can do it again sometime.

“Babe!”

“Coming!”

You finish applying your mascara and come downstairs. Logan is standing by the front door and breaks into a grin as you come over. Wrapping his arms around you, he gives you a quick kiss. “Ready to go?”

“Yep!”

“Do you have everything?”

Opening your bag you go through your checklist. “Phone, wallet, keys, portable charger, headphones and gum and since you won’t tell me where we’re going,” you tease, “I think I have everything for tonight.”

“I don’t think so. I think you’re forgetting this.” Logan holds up your coat and you laugh as you put it on. “Now we’re ready.” Pulling back, Logan takes your hand and leads you out.

The car ride is delightful. You get to control the aux and you switch between singing and yapping poor Logan’s ear off as he drives. Logan tells you to close your eyes about five minutes away from the surprise. You do and even cover your eyes with your hands as you start asking questions about the surprise. Logan just laughs and tells you that you’ll find out soon enough.

You keep your eyes covered when the car parks and Logan comes over to help you out of the car. You let Logan gently guide you as you can make out other people talking. It feels like forever when you two finally stop. “Okay,” Logan says, “open your eyes.”

You open your eyes and blinks to adjust for the change of lighting. You gasp softly seeing all the lights around St. Augustine that you can see while standing at the Bay front near Castillo De San Marcos. You turn to Logan, eyes wide in awe. “Logan.” You start, at a loss for words.

“Surprise!” Logan grins.

“Oh Logan, this is wonderful!” You start, “though why are we kind of far?”

“Well, that’s why.” Logan gestures to the red carriage coming forward. The carriage stops in front of you two and Logan quickly talks to the driver to confirm the carriage for them before he climbs in and offers his hand to you before pulling you up. You immediately sit, cuddling up to Logan’s side as you take in the carriage and notice the flowers decorating the back before the carriage starts with a slight jerk as you cuddle in a bit closer.

The carriage was a 30 minute ride. The carriage didn’t go over bridges and really focused on downtown but it gave you two the best view of the lights around St. Augustine. You happily ramble softly to Logan as you take in the sights of the lights. You glance at Logan from time to time, when he points out lights that you missed or any cute dogs he’s spotted on the tour, or just listens to you ramble with the warmest smile.

When the two of you arrive back at the Bayfront Logan helps you out of the carriage before tipping the driver. You wait for Logan before smiling as he takes your hand and starts leading you back towards the lights. “Oh Logan, this is amazing,” you gush as you lean into your boyfriend’s side, smiling up at him.

“Good! I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Logan kisses his forehead, “now come on, we have to snag some photos. I think I improved on my boyfriend's duty of taking photos.”

“You really want to make up for your horrible Thanksgiving post, don’t you?”

“Noooooo…” Logan glances at you and smiles sheepishly, “maybe.”

You can’t help but laugh and steal a kiss from Logan, “you’re so cute and you’re lucky I am feeling such festive joy that we can go take photos.”

Logan grins, “perfect.”

[f1fnatic]

WELCOME TO MIAMI ⤿ l. sargeant 22

→ ( in which. . . ) you are alex's little (half) sister. after inviting you as a guest to the miami grand prix, his teammate falls head over heels. part 1 of ?

→ ( fanfic genre. . . ) smau

→ ( face claim. . . ) momona tamada + pictures from pinterest/instagram

→ ( pairing. . . ) logan sargeant x fem!reader

→ ( content warnings/disclaimers. . . ) cursing, fluff, alex trying as a wingman

→ ( author's note. . . ) back again and with another smau! this is my play on he fell first/she fell harder. also, this is to set the plot, part 2 will explore the relationship! i hope you enjoy! see end for more

→ ( masterlist )

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alex_albon see you soon 🙈🙈

y/nalbonnn i cant believe you 🙄

alex_albon you're welcomeeee

lilymhe cant wait to see u !!

y/nalbonnn so excited <3 !!

user5 👀

yourbff i am in your luggage 🫢

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alex_albon hehehe 😈

lilymhe surprise!!!! 🎊

y/nalbonnn you guys are so sneaky 🙁

logansargeant cant wait to meet you! y/nalbonnn reacted 💞 to this message

yourbff cant say im surprised

y/nalbonnn me either 🙄

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y/nalbonnn need a better tour guide :/

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alex_albon hey 🙁

y/nalbonnn i said what i said.

yourbff stunning!

y/nalbonnn all you babes!

landonorris slowly converting you to mclaren

alex_albon no she already spends enough time over there

user6 shes so pretty

user19 where did you get that shirt?

y/nalbonnn i thrifted it :) !

user65 hope you're having fun!

lilymhe you can run me over and i wouldn't be mad 🤷🏻‍♀️

y/nalbonnn GIRL RUN ME OVER

yourfriend1 pretty girl! liked by y/nalbonnn

georgerussell63 great seeing you again y/n! liked by y/nalbonnn

lilymhe you busy later ???

y/nalbonnn not anymore

alex_albon what the hell 📸😓

logansargeant i can show you around

y/nalbonnn that be nice

user51 mr america shooting his shot ???

user87 i think he took some lessons from mr lando norizz

landonorris i am way better at flirting than that

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idk what is happening but another fic done! this one was super fun to make, i had a great time :D anyways, if you would like to be on the taglist, comment!!! requests and feedback are welcome! make sure to leave a comment and kudos as well (only if you want :P)

[loganshouseofworship]

spending time with Logan after the Miami gp

I miss it — Logan Sargent x reader

Fluff

Word count 446

Adding to my master list on @faithshouseofchaos

The cool crisp air was welcoming as you stepped out into the night. Wrapping the blanket tightly around your shoulders you sighed looking out at the pier where Logan sat overlooking the water. Smiling to yourself you walked out to where he sat lost in thought.

“I thought I’d find you out here” you say, making yourself known. Logan’s brooding expression instantly softened as he saw you walking towards him, a small smile gracing his rugged face when you spoke.

“Hey, couldn't you sleep?” he asked, his deep voice rumbling quietly. He patted the space beside him silently inviting you to join him in his solitude. You sat down beside him, your shoulder brushing against his as the blanket now covering both of you. Letting out a content sigh you leaned into him slightly, soaking up his warmth and comfort.

"Just needed a change of scenery," you replied softly, your eyes fixed on the calm ripples of the water in front of you.

For a while, the two of you sat in comfortable silence, the sound of the waves and the occasional rustle of leaves the only source of noise. “I miss it,” Logan says.

“Miss what?” You asked, lifting your head up to look at him.

He continued to stare out at the water, his gaze distant. "The water," he replied finally. "Being out on the open sea."

His expression was melancholic, his eyes filled with a mix of nostalgia and a deep longing. "The freedom. I miss home. I miss Fort Lauderdale."

He fell silent for a moment, lost in his thoughts before letting out a soft chuckle.

"Sounds stupid, huh?"

You looked at him, your heart clenching at the vulnerability in his voice.

"No, it doesn't," you replied, placing your hand on his arm, feeling the muscles ripple beneath as he tensed slightly.

"It's not stupid at all."

You sat in silence for a while longer, the night air cooling slightly around you, the only sound being the gentle lap of waves against the pier.

Logan looked at you, his gaze soft as his eyes roamed over your face.

"Thanks for listening," he mumbled, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

He fidgeted a bit, shifting slightly so that his thigh was now pressed against yours. The warmth from his body seeping through the fabric of your clothes. You smiled, feeling the heat from his body against your own. Your fingers unconsciously drawing patterns along his arm.

"Of course," you said quietly, your eyes still fixed on the water. "Anytime. I'm always here if you want to talk."

The silence between you was comfortable now, the earlier tension replaced by a quiet understanding.

[sainzsiren]

Heartbroken for Logie bear. Could I get a blurb for him with a You're Gonna Go Far theme?

YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR, LS2

a/n: i have never been so hurt by a sport in my life

the news only came an hour or so before it was announced on instagram. logan, your sweet, talented, logan was being replaced midseason by franco. you knew and liked franco so it wasn't anything against him, more against the management and lack of a chance logan got.

you were at work when logan called and rushed home, probably breaking at least ten traffic laws on the way. stepping inside your apartment, you immediately noticed it was dark even though it was morning. at first, you couldn't tell where logan was until you heard a faint, "do you think they're angry at me?"

heart? shattered.

you immediately started to tear up upon seeing him sitting on the edge of the couch, eyes red and full of sorrow. you slowly made your way over to him, saying, "no, of course not. they aren't angry with you, love. you're the greatest thing they've lost."

once you reached him, he wrapped his arms around your middle and buried his head into your stomach while you played with his hair. for a while it was quiet except for his sniffles and your whispers of affection. when he finally pulled away, the view of him looking up at you was the most breathtakingly beautiful yet terrible thing you had ever seen.

"life will move on, love. there's a new opportunity waiting for you with people who will cherish you the way you deserve to be cherished."

"you sure?"

"yes. and i'll be with you, all the way."

"forever?"

"forever."

[lw77]

Fade into Me (LSxF1 Driver)

Chapter 1

He’s staring at the splinter in the counter, again. He fixed it yesterday but the woods split, again. He presses against it, forcing it to go back into the spot he fixed it in yesterday. But the wood is sharp and starts going into his thumb. He doesn’t even notice. Focused on putting it back, making it right, it has to look the same. 

He only stops and snaps out of it as he hears a customer’s affronted call "What are you doing there!" 

The counter is spattered with the blood of his now split thumb, and the customer, Charlie Logan realises as he blinks, looks panicked. Logan ignores it all – the blood, pain and frown pulling at Charlie’s mouth

“What will it be, Charlie, Reds or Gold today?” Logan asks as he wipes the blood on his jeans. It only works to tear his open skin further.

“Son, you need to get that looked at,” Charlie’s frown if possible gets even deeper “and this place is so old, you might as well replace the counter then keep fixing it. Somethings are better let go than held onto”, Charlie says slowly, as if Logan’s a horse who’ll be spooked. 

It only works to irritate Logan. 

The looks, cautiousness and ways in which the locals treat him, like he’s fragile. 

At times, the way they ask after him makes him think they believe any day he’ll walk into the ocean and never come back. Logan shakes off the deprecating thoughts, Charlie’s known him since he was a kid, he only cares. 

It makes Logan level his stare with his own, swallows the irritation and gives an incongruous smile. If only to lessen the frown now etched into Charlie’s face.  

“You’re right Charlie, so what will it be? Reds, Gold or lights” Logan asks again, Charlie gives him a knowing look and finally says, “Just the Gold’s for now, Son.” 

Logan rings him up and he leaves but not without another look back, fighting to say something else but knowing it's not really his place. 

Logan isn’t the kid they saw riding around town,nor is he the home-town hero he was at 18, he’s 26 and the home-town ghost story now.

[papayaxdrivers]

Hii!🧡

I’m pretty new to the formula 1 fandom, and would love to start writing for some of the drivers!

If anyone has any requests for short blurbs (no smut though), feel free to send them in! I write about Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, George Russell and Logan Sargeant.

Thanks in advance for any requests!🙌🏼

[vivwritesfics]

Can your write some smut or blurbs about Logan Sargent. I can never find any of him. Thanks 🙏🫶🫶

warnings: suggestive

Cota 2023. Logan Sargeant got his first points. Of course his girlfriend wanted to celebrate.

She waited until they were back home, back in Florida. The moment they stepped through the door she had him pushed against the wall, her lips against his. It was feverish, the way she was kissing him, like a woman starved.

Logan couldn't get enough of it. His hands were on her waist, letting her take full control. She had her hands around his neck, softly pulling at the hair at the back of his neck.

He moaned into her mouth. Stepping away from him, she took his hand and led him over to the couch. She pushed him down onto the soft cushions so that he was laying flat and climbed on top of him. She settled on top of him and leaned down to kiss him some more.

"Wow," he gasped at the feeling of her lips against his neck. She placed her hands on his wrists, holding them above his head. "Fuck," he moaned and she couldn't stop herself from grinning.

Her teeth sank down into the flesh and he gasped. He simply loved it when his girl took control, when she treated him like this. If it was up to him, he'd never move from this position.

She grinded her hips against his. He tried to move his hands, tried to grab a hold of her hips, to help her move, but she had a tight grip on him, and she wasn't letting go.

Logan didn't mind. He was enjoying this far too much.

She let go of one of his wrists and moved her hand down to her trousers. But she kept her eyes on him, daring him to move as she unzipped his trousers

[formula-nyoom]

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Don't Get Squeezed(Sister!Reader)

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Allergic Reaction(Sister!Reader)

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Be Proud of Yourself(Fem!Reader)

[leclercsredhelmet]

So It Goes ✧ Logan Sargent

A/N: Hi! I'm back with a Logan blurb that a friend requested. Hope you enjoy it!

“Cause we break down a little. But when you get me alone it’s so simple” 

Logan was back home and of course, Dalton made a big deal out of his little brother’s homecoming. Dalton had thrown a party at his house and invited everyone they knew. Music was blasting and strobe lights had been placed around the house. Out of all the people he was expecting to see he had not expected to see you, nor was he prepared. At first, he thought it was a side effect of the drinks he’d had beforehand. You were moving around effortlessly weaving in and out through the crowds, as you always did. 

The second time he saw you, you were talking to one of your friends in common and briefly made eye contact but he forced his eyes away from you. It was kind of hard to do it, considering how good you looked, the dress reflected the lights and you just seemed to glow. 

He wondered why you were even here in the first place, but turning down an invitation was unlike you. Still, considering your previous history he was a little shocked to see you. He had lost track of what Dalton and his friends were talking about, “Dude you look like you’ve seen a ghost,” one of his friends said. “I’m fine,” Logan said. “Not a ghost, pretty sure he just saw Y/N” Dalton said with a smirk. 

“Mate, you’ve liked her for all these years, just go and talk to her,” Callum said. Who the hell said I like her? She hates me,” Logan said. His friends laugh, “We doubt that, just go and talk to her,” Dalton said shoving him. Shaking his head he walked around the house looking for you, realizing you weren’t inside he knew where he would find you. Before heading out he grabbed two cups and filled them with wine. Opening the back door he walked across the yard and saw you sitting by the edge of the pool. 

Taking his shoes off he left them on a corner and sat down next to you, “What do you want Sargeant?” you asked he chuckled. “Nice to see you’re still the embodiment of all things sweet,” he said sarcastically. You let out a dry chuckle and he offered you the wine. 

“It’s a peace offering,” he said and you looked at him taking the cup. “Is there no welcome home Logan, it’s nice to see you?” he asked. “Welcome home, Logan” you deadpanned with a fake smile. Deep down he knew this was just a lengthy front you’ve put up with him for years. 

“Wasn’t expecting to see you here,” he confessed. “Dalton invited me and since Nolan couldn’t be here, here I am,” you said. “It’s nice to see you again, tell Nolan I said hi.” Logan said. “The sentiment is partially shared Sargeant,” you replied. “I hear you’ve been doing more than good at the investment firm,” he said. “Seems like you’re not the only one with a homecoming,” you said and he hummed. Logan was trying to figure out how to break the ice wall you’d put up. 

“You were always the go-getter out of us, I’m not surprised you’ve been doing great,” he said sincerely. “It’s greatness or nothing,” you added. “Ambition should’ve been your middle name,” he said jokingly and you let out a dry chuckle before turning to look at him. Your gaze softened a little but your posture was still set, your back was straight, your head held high, and your shoulders back.

 He looked a little different but still the same, he still had that stupid haircut and smile. His rigorous training had an effect because he was bigger but somehow still lean. “Tell me what is it that you want Sargeant?” you asked, ice laced your tone and he winced a little. 

“I might regret asking this but why the ice wall with me? We’ve known each other for years, and you’ve been all icy with me since we were seventeen, what did I do to you that summer?” he asked. You had to admit you were a little stunned by the fact he’d finally asked this. 

“Do you remember when we were at the beach with the people from school?” You asked and he nodded. Of course, he remembered that night, it was the night he was going to tell you how he’d felt since you were six years old. But then when he was going to tell you, you gave him a cold shoulder.

“I do, I had come back from London and you had graduated high school a few days before,” he said. “I overheard you talking with the guys, and someone said how they still didn’t get that we were so close because I was me and you were you.”

“It would be the end of the world if silly me that was top of the class and not the schools’s it girl was dating you and you just went along with it, and said you would never dream of dating me” you said. Logan looked at you and that’s when he understood your reaction that night. 

He sighed, “It was shitty of me but I was just scared,” he said. “Of being with me?” you scoffed. “No! I was scared because you intimidated me and I didn’t want people to make fun of me,” he said. “Why in the hell were you intimidated?” you asked annoyed. 

“Because you were so smart, I mean you were top of the glass for God’s sake, and you had a full ride to Harvard!” Logan said. “So? It’s not like we were strangers Lo, we’d been friends since we were four!” You exclaimed. “I know! I was stupid,” he said. “Why did you pull that?” You asked softly. 

“I was going to tell you I was blatantly in love with you since we were six but you were leaving and I didn’t want to hold you back, I was dumb and I have regretted it ever since, and fuck I missed you!” he exclaimed. You looked at him, “You’ve liked me all this time?” you asked. “Not liked, love. I still do and it’s okay if you don’t I get it,” he said looking away. “You probably hate me,” he added. Laughing you looked at him and his heart sank, “God you’re so fucking clueless,” you said. “I’ve always loved you,” you added. “Wait you have?” he asked. In response, you nodded, “So all this ice treatment was just a gimmick?” he asked. 

“After that night, I sort of changed my approach because I thought you would pick up on it and notice,” you said with a smile. “If I had just told you that night on the beach this would’ve been different,” he said. “Just shut up and kiss me already,” you said. Logan smiled before kissing you, he pulled you closer by the waist and your hands went around his neck and into his hair. The kiss felt like a million fireworks and pent-up feelings had exploded. 

Both of you were too wrapped up in the moment to notice you had scooted closer to the edge of the pool until you fell in it. Breaking apart you laughed, Logan looked at you and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, with a smile you touched his cheek and he grabbed your hand. He pulled you closer and you hooked your legs around his waist. His palms were flat across your back feeling the material of your black dress that now stuck to your body. 

“Do we pick up on that night on the beach?” You asked. “No, let’s skip to the part where I ask you to be my girlfriend and we leave so I can kiss you more,” he said and you smiled. “I like this plan and I like you a lot,” you said. Chuckling he pulled you up and kissed you before sitting you on the edge and climbing out. Taking some towels he put it around you and you left the house through the gate in the yard. 

Closing the door to his place he pressed you against the wall to kiss you. Once again your arms were around his neck and your fingers weaved into his hair. Logan pulled away to look at you, “Are sure you just want to kiss Sarge?” you asked he chuckled. “No,” he said. “You know what to do then,” you stated before crashing your lips on his. 

Piles of clothes were on the floor as he laid you on the mattress and climbed on top of you. Your hands found his back and you were pretty sure you were leaving scratch marks but everything came crashing like a tidal wave.

Logan dropped down next to you and turned to face you, you mimicked him and put your leg around his waist. “Would it be cheesier if I said I love you right now or that I always wanted to do this?” he asked.

Slapping his bare chest you smiled, “Both,” you said. “I love you and I’ve always wanted to do this,” he said.

 Shaking your head you kissed him and he pulled you by the waist. You bit his lip and he groaned, Logan moved your hair and pushed it to the side before grabbing the side of your neck to kiss you again, this time with more force. “Feel like doing a repeat?” he asked with a smirk. In response, you kissed him again and neither of you held back. 

“You know I’m not a bad girl, but I’d do bad things with you” 

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[lildavewrites]

𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓾𝓵𝓪 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

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I will not write full blown smut, it’s just not something I’m able to/comfortable writing

I can/will write fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and spice(?) is that even the right term for it anymore? anything that’s not smut

I can/will write blurbs, full fics, smaus, and possibly text aus/fics

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I will write for the following :

max verstappen, liam lawson, yuki tsunoda, alex albon, franco colapinto, lando norris, oscar piastri, charles leclerc, oliver bearman, kimi antonelli, dino beganovic

I may write for the following upon request :

lewis hamilton, sergio perez, pierre gasly, daniel riccardo, logan sargent, lance stroll, george russell, carlos sainz

non-f1 drivers I will write for :

pato o’ward, david malukas

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BLURBS

[starset21]

I might have to mess around and write a Logan Sargent fic or blurb soon cause this man just makes me wanna give him the biggest hug (honestly a majority of the drivers seem like they need a hug.)

[sinofwriting]

I desperately need Liam Lawson or Logan Sargent claiming a wife fic

If the anon who sent me the idea of it is okay with it, I might end up writing blurbs for a bunch of different drivers where they claim a wife because the concept/idea is just amazing and can go so many different ways, I feel.

[loganshouseofworship]

A short little excerpt from a F1 driver grid x reader having her wisdom teeth removed fic on my main blog @faithshouseofchaos

Logan sargeant x reader

Logan sargeant— After Y/N's wisdom teeth extraction surgery, she was in a state of discomfort and grogginess, craving the warmth and closeness of her boyfriend, Logan. Logan, noticing her distress, immediately took charge and made sure she was comfortable and taken care of. He gently helped her lay back down on the couch and brought her some fuzzy blankets and her favorite plushie. He gently brushed her hair back from her face and planted a comforting kiss on her forehead. As Y/N settled back against the pillows, Logan pulled up a chair beside her and sat down. He gently took her hand in his and gave it a comforting squeeze. "How do you feel?" He asked softly, his tone full of concern and love. Y/N gave him a weak smile, still loopy from the anaesthesia. "Like I just had my mouth assaulted by a very angry dentist," she mumbled, making Logan chuckle softly. Logan reached over and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her eyes. "Well, you're safe now, and I'm here to take care of you," he whispered, his voice full of love and affection. Y/N leaned towards him, seeking his warmth and comfort. "I just really want cuddles," she mumbled, her voice laced with a hint of vulnerability. Logan chuckled softly at her request, his heart swelling with affection for her. "Of course, love," he said softly, gently helping her lean back against the pillows again. Carefully, he stood up and gently maneuvered his body behind hers on the couch, carefully placing his arms around her in a protective embrace. Y/N sighed contentedly, feeling the comfort and warmth of his presence behind her. As they lay there in each other's arms, Logan kept talking softly to her, telling her about how worried he'd been and how relieved he was that everything had gone smoothly. He gently played with her hair, his touch firm but comforting, and planted small kisses on the top of her head. Y/N listened silently, cuddled up against him, her body relaxing and her weariness slowly fading away in the safety of his arms.

[lw77]

Fade into Me (LS x F1 Driver)

Ch. 5 - Traces

Loss is dealt with differently, some people try to forget while others try to remember

Logan arrives at the store early enough to watch his old friends gather for dawn, their slow, syrupy laughter carried in by the wind. 

Sometimes, he wonders if he can leave it all behind—leave Dalton behind—and return to the land of the living. But he can’t; his heart sinks at the thought of not having his brother around anymore. He may have lost him physically, but he fears forgetting his memory as well.

He still doesn’t understand how his dad chose to leave it all behind—why he did it, abandoning his own flesh and blood. It feels as if he easily loosened Dalton from the crevices where he still existed, even after death—in the house, in his car, in their life together. The same places Logan made home in his grief, trying to hold on to the physical memories his brother left behind. It makes him want to scream, knowing his dad made that choice for them, erasing the mementos and keepsakes of Dalton’s life—and then didn’t even stay.

All Logan has left now are his memories and the shrine of their shared childhood, plastered on the walls of the shop. There’s no horn to honk in his honor, no room to wander in search of traces, no shirt to carry the faint scent of his brother. He paces in circles around the house, feeling—knowing—something is missing. Like a car without an engine, a fridge without food, or a body without a soul. He lives in the dollhouse his dad built and abandoned in his haste to escape.

Anne Carson writes, “A husband or a child can be replaced, but who can grow me a new brother?” I’ll remember you. I remember you, he vows. Brother, brother, brother.

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Fade into Me (LSxF1 Driver)

Prologue

A lazy ocean town,

where the only sounds of life came from a stray  sneaking ocean breeze.

Or the odd local finding their way to his counter for another pack of lights.

A shuffle across worn wooden floors,

The hanging wind chime may sound, but it wont.

the shop seems to have sequestered itself from life.

Nothing jingles, nothing shakes, the old walls don’t even groan from their years of use.

Yet a permanent scent of salt, seaweed and old wood surround him,

Stubborn relics of what once was.

The white and blue wood may be considered patriotic, if it wasn't missing the red.

Or the stars.

Which suits Logan just fine. He gave up on dreams long ago.

There aren’t any stars for him to carry around in his eyes anymore.

So why should his shop walls.