#STILL PISSED ABOUT LOGAN'S CRASH

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YES LANDO I'M SO HAPPY

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(Part of the Teen Dad!Oscar Piastri Au) Summary: The twins have made their paddock debut! The media is asking many of the drivers about it and the kids make a friend… or two.

The twins had been unable to sit still since they woke up this morning, too excited to get to visit the paddock for the first time and finally get to see their dad race. Oscar had hoped they would finally believe that he did in fact race the cars, something the twins were still not convinced of. 

Being that it was Oscar’s home race, he had decided to fly his family out to see his home. It was an exciting moment for the whole family. 

The minute they got to the paddock, all eyes were on them. Oscar and his fiancée had warned the kids of the media and fans, that there would be screaming and a lot of people. Luckily, the noise and amount of people just made the twins shy, huddling by their parents’ legs, which the adults definitely preferred, losing the two on the paddock at their first race wouldn’t have been the best of first impressions. 

As usual, the twins had their priorities in order. Before getting to the McLaren garage, they had demanded to their father that they be able to see their honorary uncle, Logan Sargeant, who wouldn’t be racing that day.

When the twins got to the Williams garage, their favorite American was waiting to greet them, with two LS2 Williams childrens hats, as well as a bag of blue colored candy for them to share. Despite how Logan had been feeling before they had come to visit, seeing them made him feel infinitely much better. 

“Logan please, they are off naps and if we give them sugar they are going to crash. I’m not even sure they are going to stay awake long enough to make it until race time.” Oscar pleaded as he watched his longtime friend ignore him and give his kids the treats anyway.

“Oscar its fine, let him spoil them a little.” Honey, Oscar’s fiancée, said.

“Do you guys like the new hats? See the LS? That's my logo. I thought when you guys are surrounded by all the orange- sorry papaya, you’d like to be able to easily see these two with their blue hats.” Logan said, first talking to the twins then their parents. Even if half of him just wanted to have them wearing Williams and Logan merch to piss Lando off, he also thought having them sticking out would be a good idea. It was sweet how much he cared.

After the Williams visit, on the way to the McLaren garage, the Piastri family was met with the two Haas drivers with two girls hiding behind them.

“Oscar, we have two girls here who wanted to say hi to the new grid kids.” Kevin Magnessun said as he pushed his daughter in front of him.

Oscar could see the Haas media admin recording this encounter, ready to capture the cute moment on tape.

But as kids do, there wasn’t much talking between the kids as their dads talked at first, finally after a bit of convincing and nudging, once the ice was broken, they had gotten along quite well. To the point that they all had to take their kids away, kicking and screaming once they had to leave. Luckily though, they had calmed down by the time they got to the McLaren garage. 

Tired from the sugar and fighting their parents when separating from the Haas girls, the twins weren’t too enthusiastic when greeted by McLaren members, which their parents apologized tenfold for. They did luckily perk up when they saw their second favorite  honorary uncle coming towards them. 

“What the hell are these two wearing, Oscar?” Lando asked, pointing to the LS hats the kids proudly adorned. 

“We stopped by the Williams garage just cause it was on the way and got two hats from Logan, I'm sure if you had beat him to it they would be wearing your merch but I think they are too attached to them now.” It was a lie, but Oscar didn’t feel the need to tell Lando his kids pleaded to go see Logan before him. He also didn’t mention that his son said he liked the hat so much because McLaren’s orange “hurt his eyes”. 

The kids were luckily well behaved for the race, having slept through a bit of it. They were also fortunate that, due to unfortunate circumstances, Logan joined them to watch a little bit of the Grand Prix. 

The best moment however, had to be when Oscar’s daughter saw him getting out of the car and finally muttered the words, “Daddy really drives the car!” to her mother. 

With all the excitement on the paddock about the Pastri twins, it seemed the media pen was more interested in what some of the drivers had to say about it, rather than asking questions about the race.

Logan Sargeant

“So Logan, rough day for you having to give up your car, but it seems your ‘niece and nephew’ have made their paddock debut, even rocking your own merch in the McLaren garage! How was that for you?” The interviewer asked.

“Yeah, them being here and keeping me company made it all a lot better. They immediately came to Williams because according to Oscar they were demanding to see me. And they wore the LS hats the entire time even though I wasn't racing so I think that has cemented me as the favorite once again.”

Lando Norris

“So it seems you and Logan Sargeant have a bit of an off track feud going on relating to the Norris twins and who their favorite uncle is. Logan had mentioned earlier that they had begged to go to Williams to visit him, before they even got to the McLaren garage. Did you know about this?”

The smile was immediately whipped from Lando’s face at this, “I had known, yes, when they came to the garage wearing Williams hats with a bag of treats in their hand I had assumed, but Oscar told me they just stopped over on the way there. I didn’t know they had asked specifically.”

“Seems he keeps lying to you about where the twins' loyalty lies.”

“He does! Makes me look like an idiot every time he does it.” Lando scoffed, “Whatever, I will win them over somehow. Logan just has a few years head start but I’ll find a way.”

Nico Hulkenburg

“Nico, a video posted by the Haas team earlier showed you and Kevin’s girls hanging out with the Piastri twins. Is there a budding friendship there between them?”

“Yes! They met for the first time today because Kevin and I had managed to bring our girls as well. So sweet seeing them altogether. I’m glad that Noemi will have more friends here. She was already telling her mom earlier that she wanted to plan a playdate with them. Might be hard given we live in different countries but I guess we will have to find a way.”

Daniel Ricciardo

“It's been a few months since it was revealed that your fellow aussie driver is a dad, now his kids are joining us on the paddock. What were your reactions at the time?” The interviewer asks.

“Well, I hadn’t known before he addressed it that he had kids, but it doesn’t seem like anyone else did so that isn’t too much of a surprise. Definitely a shock cause he is so young but good for him. I hadn’t seen his kids but I had heard they were over playing with the Haas girls which is adorable. He must be proud to show his kids what he does.” Daniel replied.

Alex Albon

“So, it seems one of your fellow 2019 rookie seems to have beef with your teammate over who is the better uncle to the Piastri twins. Being friends with both of them, do you have any input?”

“I knew before the rumors about the whole situation because Logan accidentally told most of our team when we were all kind of teasing him about how young he is and how he might be inexperienced in childcare, to which he then showed all of us the numerous pictures and videos of the twins that he took while babysitting or visiting, which I don’t think Oscar actually knew about him telling us. But it is sweet, he takes his uncle duties very seriously. Lando on the other hand, I think Oscar has done him an injustice by not telling him he isn’t the favorite because I think if he knew he had competition he would have been working much harder. Not that he isn’t also sweet with them but I think he may have offered to watch them a few more times.”

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i did something bad - part two

THE CHARLOS BREAK UP

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BRAZIL 2023

daniel ricciardo please tell me charles did not get into an argument with carlos.

teagan horner charles did not get into an argument with carlos. carlos got into an argument with him, two very different things.

max verstappen what was the argument even about?

charles leclerc doesn't matter it was bullshit.

mark webber clearly not, if you two came to blows.

pierre gasly carlos said he was shit driver and and that he only had the red bull seat because he was 'fucking horner's slut daughter' or that was the tailend of what i heard.

pierre gasly not to mention he punched teagan in face because she stood in front of charles hoping to stop the situation.

alex albon well i'll be damned.

yuki tsunoda so we all follow that one gossip account? because i know none of you were near when this happened.

liam lawson i do. how else am i supposed to find out that fernando alonso was visited by taylor swift last week in austin? daniel ricciardo it's fun to follow them. one time they said max and i were hooking up, we weren’t, but i liked the tweet to fuel them more. pr was not happy that week.

mark webber christian's been awfully quite this entire time.

max verstappen we're planning on how to torpedo into carlos in brazil. i'm the sacrifice because i've already won the championship. checo perez he supposed to fail at getting pole position in quali next week to end up behind carlos. sebastian vettel pulling a kvyat i see, i respect it max verstappen the only time i'll do something like kvyat. yuki tsunoda HE PUNCHED TEAGAN?! WHAT THE HELL?? WHERE IS THIS MAN?!

liam lawson yuki, think about your actions. charles is getting fined for what you’re thinking about doing (i think)

yuki tsunoda do i look like i give a fuck?

pierre gasly we ride at dawn!

mark webber you two are perfect for each other

sebastian vettel YOU’RE IN A MEETING GET OFF YOUR PHONE GASLY!!!

yuki tsunoda that should be your sign gasly, come back to alpha tauri! daniel can take your seat at alpine

daniel ricciardo hell no. i saw what they did to my fellow aussie, oscar. do you think i wanna get sued by them?

teagan horner we’re back, carlos is still pissed but so is my dad.

mark webber how’s your face after that punch?

teagan horner i have a sick black eye. i look like i got in a bar fight. i got the proper texas experience. christian horner this isn't a laughing matter teagan. you could've been seriously hurt. sebastian vettel he's right teagan, it could've escalated to something worse. max verstappen so is the plan still on to crash into carlos or not?

charles leclerc not, i want to do it. who gives a fuck on where i end up in the drivers championship, i'm already p7. let me do it brocedes style.

daniel ricciardo ah, 2016 spainsh grand prix, those were good days.

sebastian vettel you got p4 and max won daniel ricciardo they were good days because both mercedes dnf'd

max verstappen he won't do it

sergio perez i'll gladly help, we can have a repeat of yesterday.

charles leclerc deal and sorry about that, again.

sergio perez it could've happened to anyone, besides it was my fault

alex albon so...talk about a dramatic brazilian gp

lewis hamilton why is it always thing 1 or thing 2 starting the awkward conversations? lando norris they have nothing better to do alex albon listen here you muppet!

logan sargeant (i'm so sorry lewis) it's giving brocedes 2.0

nico hulkenberg be grateful you weren't around then sargeant. those were dark times.

lewis hamilton i feel like you're being a little dramatic about it.

kevin magnussen we aren't. everyone walked on eggshells because of you two. toto could never seem to catch a break.

fernando alonso it seems you're the old one lewis, if your memory is failing already.

lando norris kinda surprised it took this long for those two to go at it a la brocedes

charles leclerc i was sandwiched, what was i supposed to do? crash into checo for the second time in a row?

carlos sainz not crash into me. you had no problem crashing into sergio last week.

charles leclerc well, checo is the one retiring this year, not you. you'll have plenty more races.

carlos sainz since when do you call him checo?

carlos sainz and i was on pole! i could've won!

max verstappen at charles' expense no less

george russell "horrified looks from everyone in the room"

daniel ricciardo i don't know if i should be impressed that you know taylor swift lyrics lance stroll coming from the guy who sang our song in an interview word for word last month. daniel ricciardo at least i wasn't the one spamming the groupchat with taylonso memes

lewis hamilton how did this become the mess it has?

fernando alonso this is the only time i will ever wish sebastian was still driving. at least he could control these baboons.

nico hulkenberg who are you calling a baboon, nando?

fernando alonso if the shoe fits, nico, if the shoe fits

LAS VEGAS 2023

pierre gasly i will be throwing hands with fred and the rest of ferrari’s f1 team, starting with carlos.

alex albon but we gotta give charles credit, defying team orders the way he did in vegas? respect, it further proves ferrari would keep sacrificing his race even if he was on pole and leading the majority of the race.

liam lawson what did we expect? it's ferrari, and that strategy was a shit one, even i know that. charles had been leading for 35/50 laps and they wanted him to let carlos through? who was down in p6? yuki tsunoda ferrari has shit for brains pierre gasly and it's not like carlos would've been able to make it past checo, oscar, danny, and max to get the win. in the end, lando and alex overtook him, alex who's in a williams! you would've given me a few more laps and i could've overtaken him.

daniel ricciardo also, rumor has it that piero ferrari is like super pissed they let charles go.

mark webber of course he’s pissed, charles was their golden boy, he won monza. the first to do so since 2010 when fernando had won.

liam lawson i think the biggest fuck you to ferrari would be having charles win both monza and imola

sebastian vettel i like this kid, where did christian find you?

pierre gasly outside of yuki’s home. he picked him up by the scruff of his neck and said, “i want you to be our reserve driver at alpha tauri” liam lawson he found me in a dumpster outside of his home. sebastian vettel i hate both of you

teagan horner i thank god everyday that there is only one race left until the season is over

¡leclerc-s speaks! would carlos ever act like this? probably not, doesn't mean i'm going to stop writing it this way. i think people react in different ways when they're hurt and unfortunately in this fic carlos is lashing out. don't worry, i'm going to fix their relationship, just not for now, i like drama. would any of these events happen irl, no way, but what's the fun in fanfic if you can't exaggerate events at least a little?

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

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Slow Down, You're Gonna Crash

Chapter Nine

Summary: Being a Verstappen means realising that you'll never be as good as her brother. She knew it. That was why she ran away to California. Of course, she's gonna fall for the older, naval aviator. And, of course, it pisses her family off.

Bradley Bradshaw x F1!Driver Reader

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Warnings: Drinking

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Bradley stayed sober on Sunday night. He still sat in The Hard Deck, watching the Formula One with Pete. But he had only water, ready to go and pick her up when she landed back in California.

But she didn't come back to California that night. It was several hours after the Grand Prix, when Bradley was back at his place, waiting for her to call.

And, the moment she did call, he lifted the phone to his ear. "Chicken! Are you in the airport?" He asked as he stood and grabbed his keys.

"ROO!"

He stopped in his tracks. "You okay, baby?" As the words left his lips, he realised that she was rather drunk.

"I am staying in Miami toniiiiiiight," she sang, the words slurred. "Gotta celebrate Lando's win. Did you watch it, Roo?"

He tried to watch it, but only found himself paying attention when she was on the screen. He couldn't tell you who won or who lost, but could tell you exactly what she had been wearing and how pretty she looked.

A sigh left his lips and he put his keys back on the hook. "Chicken, is there somebody sober I can speak to?"

There was a pause. And then a muffled 'PASTRY!'. Bradley heard the phone crackle slightly as it exchanged hands. "This is Oscar," came an Australian accent.

"Hi Oscar, I'm Rooster," he said, more out of habit.

"... really?"

Bradley couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes. "Are you celebrating with the rest of them tonight?" He asked Oscar, suddenly feeling a little too much like a father.

"I'll be going to the club with them, yeah," Oscar answered.

"Can you do me a favour and make sure she gets to the airport safe tomorrow?"

"Sure thing, Rooster."

The phone call didn't last much longer than that. As soon as the call ended, Oscar sat down with her and forced her to book a plane ticket the next morning.

"Who was he?" He asked as she slipped the phone into the back pocket of her jeans.

There was a full minute where she looked at Oscar, but he could tell she wasn't all there. "Rooster," she answered as she leaned back against Logan, sitting beside her.

Her old friends from Formula Two blinked at her. "Oh, c'mon," said Logan as he shook his head. "His name isn't Rooster."

Her nail was between her teeth, but she wasn't biting it. "No," she said, her voice could only be described as dreamy. "It's not Rooster. He's my Roo."

"Your Roo?"

More of the drivers had gathered around now. She looked at all of them. At Logan, at Lando, Danny, Oscar, Carlos. Max wasn't there, though. He and Lando might have been good friends, but he wasn't there celebrating his first win.

"Boyfriend?"

She dropped her hand and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, answering it for everyone. He wasn't her boyfriend and, now that she was drunk, she could admit that she was sad about it.

But then she huffed. "Are we going clubbing or what?"

Lando let out a laugh as he pulled her to her feet. "I don't think any club is gonna let you in," he said and put his arms over her shoulders. She shrugged him off, though, and strode towards the door, giving her fellow drivers no choice but to follow her.

It was wonderful being back around her friends, but she couldn't help missing San Diego. Missing Bradley.

***

The next morning, Bradley stood against the Bronco, waiting for the moment she walked out of the airport.

And, there she was.

Sunglasses covered her face and she looked ready to throw up. Bradley pulled his own sunglasses down to watch her as she adjusted her bag on her shoulder and shuffled towards him.

"Bradleyyyyy," she grumbled as she walked up to him, pressing her head against his chest.

He laughed as he wrapped his arms around her. "Hey Chicken," he whispered and kissed the top of her head. "You look like shit."

She just groaned. Bradley laughed again, lips still against the top of her head. He grabbed her bag and pushed it off of her shoulder, throwing it into the back of Bronco. "C'mon, Chicken. Let's get you home," he said, arm around her shoulders as he walked her around to the passenger side and helped her climb in. "You can tell me all about it when you don't feel like you're dying."

Bradley looked after her, kind of. She didn't much need looking after, and he already cooked for the both of them anyway. Bradley got her water and painkillers while she laid on his sofa, feet in his lap, forcing him to watch trash television.

Periodically he asked her how he was doing, squeezing her lower leg. She pushed herself up on her elbows and pathetically reached towards Rooster. Bradley let her take his hand and found himself being pulled towards her.

She kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck to keep him as close as possible. "I missed you, Roo," she whispered.

Bradley made himself comfortable. He laid himself down on the sofa behind her and she tucked himself against him, head against his chest as Bradley held her. It had only been, what, a few days? But she'd missed him so much in those few days.

That was how she fell asleep. Bradley didn't hear about how amazing Miami was, didn't hear about seeing her friends, watching the race or her wild night out.

But Bradley didn't much mind. He had her back in her arms, and that was all that mattered. He kissed her head, something he hadn't been able to stop doing since she'd landed, and tried to sit up without disturbing her.

But she was gripping his shirt in such a way that Bradley pulled her with him. "Shit," he hissed and pulled her against his chest.

Bradley took her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and gently unfurled her hands from around his shirt. Her brow was furrowed the moment she was alone, reaching across the bed in her sleep.

So, Bradley got her changed out of her clothes and into pyjamas (his shirt and nothing else). He grabbed some water, placed in onto the bedside table beside her, and crawled beneath the sheets.

His arms were around her, pulling her into his bare chest. A satisfied hum left her lips and she backed up further, flush against him.

"Goodnight, Chicken," he mumbled and kissed the back of her neck, moustache tickling her skin.

"G'night, Roo."

a/n: a short one ik but they're so cute, admit it

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F1 FEMALE DRIVER HEADCANONS PT2

PAIRING… f1 x driver!reader | WC… 1.2k | Masterlist

➭ You were signed with PREMA team in f3 and f2 and were previously on the mercedes young drivers training scheme and so that helped guide you into an f1 seat.

➭ I reckon you started off in a pretty lowkey team, something like Haas or Toro Rosso. You would quickly move up the ranks and managed to sign a deal with Mercedes in 2021 to work alongside Lewis. You find Mercedes a comfortable and reliable team, even with a few rocky seasons, but you are prepared to risk it all.

➭ In regards to first impressions, I’d say you left quite a strong and unique impression on every driver in different ways.

➭ Lando’s first impression of you was way back from when they were still karting. He had initially found you quite aggressive as he first met you on the track, but once he was able to have a conversation with you, he found you to be a sweet girl who was willing to risk it all for her dreams.

➭ Seb’s first impression of you was of great pride. He had already heard about the young girl who was swiftly climbing up the hierarchy of motorsport and so he was almost honoured to finally meet you. He found you to be a strong and empowering woman, fighting to keep herself in a world full of powerful men and so he found you quite inspiring.

➭ You are Carlos immediately clicked. Maybe it was the way in which he introduced himself by kicking open your driver room door before the first race, or how you just immediately found every little thing you both did hilarious. You’ve valued him as an older brother since the day you first met.

➭ Your first ever interaction with George was one in which you crashed straight into him in a karting race. To say that left a bad impression would be an understatement. From that day on he would despise you and you, of course, would reciprocate the hatred due to your endless amounts of pride. Over time, and the constant races where you raced each other, you eventually grew fond of each other. Maybe it was the endless amounts of forced proximity, everyone knowing of your rivalry and so constantly partnering you together just to witness the arguments. But somehow, you both managed to overcome the grudge.

➭ Logan’s first impression of you wasn’t too great. You had heard about his pride in being American before the season and so you thought it would be a great idea to play the pledge of allegiance when he walked into the room. Well, to cut the story short he was not very impressed. It took you awhile to redeem yourself but you eventually managed to win him over after buying him a large amount of his favourite snack.

➭ Lewis initially found you to be a very funny girl. He hadn’t realised how nervous you were to meet him and so led you to crack every joke possible to try and make a great first impression, which obviously worked. He basically took you in as one of his own, taking you out to dinner after a good race, or buying you chocolate whilst you’re on your period. But overall, you would say you made quite a good impression.

➭ Alex’s first impression of you was amazing. He had met you at a go karting race and, for some reason, he found you absolutely hilarious. Maybe it was the way you practically tripped over and fell straight into him, causing you to both hit the floor. But anyways, you two hit it off great and have just been each other’s idiots since day 1.

➭ You and Oscar had both heard of each other before actually meeting as you were both signed to PREMA, a team that’s below f1. So you had already gained some sort of respect for each other, only to be lost in the video challenge you had been partnered up to do. A dance challenge. To say it was a disaster wouldn’t honour it’s stupidity enough. It was horrendous, an absolute piss take you’d say. But everyone else enjoyed your two’s suffering, especially the director. So much so that she extended the filming as throughout the entire video you can hear staff members crying with laughter in the background. Needless to say, you and Oscar bonded quite well from that traumatic experience and so grew quite close.

➭ You and Daniel hit it off instantly. He was and still is a warm and welcoming soul and so that’s how you believe you loved him from day 1. You met at your first interview of the season and he, obviously noticing how nervous you are, made sure to give you a warm hug in hopes of calming you. That didn’t really help but still, it was the principle that warmed your heart.

➭ Pierre’s first impression of you was quite strange. He didn’t quite know what to make of you. A strange young girl, who managed to climb up the ranks who acted so strangely. Although, I don’t think it helped that the first time you ever met was when you were in the middle of dressing up as a clown for a video. He was quite bewildered and so tried his best to avoid you but ultimately it was inevitable. You eventually caught onto him and forced him to have a conversation with you and from that moment on he loved you.

➭ You are extremely well known for your embarrassing moments, having the majority of them, somehow, caught on camera. Your fellow drivers continuously hound you for the amount of times you’ve done stuff and you just have to stand there and take it with a brave face. You’d say your most embarrassing moment EVER with a driver would be when you and Lando had to dress up as your favourite animal, you as a giraffe and Lando as an elephant, and then perform a dance, whilst also singing, in front of a camera. And, amazingly luckily for you, the team principals just happened to walk past and witnessed this all. You both never managed to live this down as Toto managed to take a video of you two and posted it to millions of fans. To say you were embarrassed wouldn’t be enough, you were horrified.

➭ Your favourite moment of your entire career is when the 2022 drivers all went out for dinner, which Lewis paid for. You all grew closer within those few hours as you learnt more about each other and the hardships in which you went through. The food was great as well and so you always love reminiscing about that moment

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[snakejar]

the whole williams thing is so bizzare and i am sure absolutely nobody wins from it.

i get that alex is the objectively better driver. i get how important points or even positions are in the bigger picture of the constructors championship and finance wise, and i get that alex has a far better shot of doing better. but this leaves such a sour taste in everyone's mouth that im not sure its worth it.

if you look at the current scene on social media, its a shitshow. williams' comments sections are filled with disapproval, and people are hating both alex and logan with vigour. this is horrible moment for williams.

and what if alex gets into the points? what if he actually does deliver and bumps williams up the rankings? its not a good look anyway. people are going to say he hasnt earned it, he doesnt deserve it, and they're going to be annoyed. the f1 crowds love drama and they love it when drivers fail. they come into the race with expectations that alex is going to fail and fumble the second chance that williams has given him in the form of logan's car, and if he doesnt, then they're going to be pissed that their expectations haven't been fulfilled.

but what if alex doesnt get any points? people are going to point and laugh and they are going to turn their backs on alex and williams more than they have on friday and saturday. again, people love mocking mistakes and disappointment. worse yet, what if alex crashes again? sends it into the wall in turn 8 the same way he did in fp1? he and williams will never hear the end of it.

i cannot imagine the hit this will do to logan's confidence. he was the last driver to get resigned in 2023, but by signing him, williams have put faith in him. they have put trust in his development and his performance for 2024. the level of disrespect this is to logan is genuinely crazy. logan has done nothing but do his best and play for the team, but he has to pay for alex's mistake, and now it is another missed opportunity for him to prove himself. if you look at free practice results from the aus gp, logan and alex's times weren't even separated by a massive margin. there's a huge probability that logan is not going to get resigned for the 2025 season, and there are very few chances for him to prove himself this season. by doing this, williams is telling logan that they have no faith in him, they don't believe he'll perform when they need him to. im afraid this might be the start to the end of logan's f1 career.

what's worse is that williams has lately been the team that appealed to the fans. even if they consistently drove around in the back of the field, fans still loved them for their team dynamic and their drivers and being a small team. they need fan support, because if they dont have the best drivers or a decent cars, then they need to at least have people backing them. but this is just so cold and so un-williamslike, and is going to take a hit on the amount of support they have going forward.

at the end of the day, f1 will always be a game of money. time and time again formula 1 has proved that it cares more about profit than the careers of their drivers. teams will obviously do what will get them the most points, positions, and ultimately prize money. but unless alex pulls off a goddamn miracle in the race tomorrow, i really do not think that any of this is worth it in the end.

[landhoehoehoe]

all on the line - Logan Sargeant

I can't believe I am actually finishing a multiple part story right here ahhhh🫣 Hope you enjoyed this story as much as I struggled writing it 🫶🏻

Side note: This is the part I hate the most out of the three parts lol

Part 1, Part 2

Song recs:

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez

Pictures of You - The Last Goodnight (for the part where they're in Spa)

Warnings: crash, idk what else

Logan Sargeant x reader; A crash makes him realize where his priorities lie

The French Grand Prix came by way too fast. 

You spent the weeks in-between burying yourself in work and sim racing to take your mind off that night with Logan. 

How could he have been so caring and loving and then a few hours later be a completely different person? 

Then again you’d basically wanted to flee his room the second you’d woken up. 

Maybe you’d sent the wrong signal. 

Maybe you should have just stayed in his arms and given in to the comforting feeling he evoked inside of you. But you knew that you couldn’t. 

A relationship with another driver would be under constant scrutiny and criticism by the public.

Even though you felt Logan’s gaze on you on multiple occasions while walking through the paddock and giving interviews, you did your best to ignore and avoid him. 

Thankfully Dennis had understood pretty fast that Logan was not a fun topic for you to talk about so the Norwegian didn’t bring him up anymore and even shielded you off from Logan whenever you needed to hide from the Carlin driver behind Dennis’ back. 

Only at the race start did it get tricky to avoid Logan: you were starting in the same row as him on the grid. 

Naturally you were nervous when you walked to your car on the grid, already spotting Logan’s blue race suit in the crowd of mechanics and engineers. 

When you reached your car, you turned your back to Logan, hoping he hadn’t noticed you yet. 

Slowly you pulled your race suit up all the way, forcing yourself to put your whole focus on the race lying ahead of you.

While waiting for the race to start, you engaged into conversations with your engineer and manager to seem as busy as possible, but your tactic didn’t work for long. 

“Y/n!”, he called out and you could hear his steps behind you. 

You took a deep breath, bracing yourself for the interaction with Logan before you turned around, trying to smile like you weren’t still thinking about his fingers inside of you. 

“Hey.”, he smiled at you, and you hated your heart for liking his stupid smile so much.

“Hey.”, you replied, not necessarily wanting to engage in a conversation with him. 

“So uh…you nervous?”, he looked at you so innocently… the complete opposite of how he’d stared at you when he’d towered above you. 

Get your thoughts straight!

You shook your head slightly, cursing yourself for still thinking of that night.

“Listen…. I can’t do this. Not now, not here, not ever.”, you suddenly burst out, avoiding looking into his eyes. 

“What do you mean?”, he furrowed his brows. 

“This!”, you gestured between the two of you, a trace of desperation in your voice. 

“You’ve made it pretty clear that this was a one time thing and I’m totally okay with that, but…I can’t pretend like that night meant nothing to me either. So… I think it’s best if we put some distance between us for a while.”, you poured out your heart, being careful not to draw the attention of the cameras to you and Logan. 

“But y/n, I-“

“Logan! We need you here, mate!”, someone called behind him, interrupting him. 

He checked over his shoulder to see that his race engineer was calling him.

“Look, I know we had fun together, but I can forget about this if you can.”, you offered, shrugging at his helpless look. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but then his shoulders slumped in defeat. 

“Okay, whatever..”, he turned around and walked away without looking at you again. What the hell was that? 

Was Logan seriously pissed at you for not wanting to get your feelings hurt? 

You rolled your eyes: You definitely had to forget about him. Quick!

When you sat in your car, waiting to push down on the throttle, you allowed yourself a short glance over to where Logan sat in the car next to you. 

His gaze was set on the lights ahead of you, completely focussed on the race now. You closed your eyes, gathering your thoughts. 

If he could move on like that, you could, too. 

“I’ll see you when I overtake you..”, you whispered to yourself, not wanting to break Logan’s and your tradition. 

As soon as the lights turned off, adrenaline rushed through your body, heightening your senses. 

You pushed into the first corner, keeping an eye out for your opponents behind and in front of you, and managed to slip in front of Logan. “Pourchaire point 4 seconds in front, keep pushing. Pace is good.”, you got the information from your race engineer and banned Logan from your mind, but that didn’t last for long, because soon enough the blue Carlin car was back in your mirrors. 

“Sargeant gaining: gap now point 2 seconds, go defend.”

You didn’t have to be told twice: There was no way in hell you would let him pass. 

So you defended your position, shutting the door on him more than once in the first few laps. Somehow you managed to stay ahead of him on the DRS straight, but soon enough he was attacking again: this time more aggressive, leaving less space between the two of your cars. 

It annoyed you to say the least. 

When he finally got past you, you cursed into the radio. 

“Keep your head down, still a long way to go.”, your race engineer instructed, directing your focus on Doohan, who now crept up behind you.

A few laps later you got the chance to overtake Logan again, because you’d managed your tyres better than Logan had and he was losing pace. 

You knew the move would be risky, going around on the outside in a particularly steep corner, but you only had one more lap of the race left to overtake. 

Your heart beat fast when you pulled out behind him and pushed down on the throttle, watching him through your mirrors. 

It almost worked perfectly: you went for the overtake and were about to cheer about gaining the position. 

And that’s when it happened: Logan steered towards the outside line, wanting to shut the door on you. 

But he’d miscalculated. 

Your car was already too far in front, so your inner rear tyre got catapulted over his front tyre.

You couldn’t fathom the situation as you felt the rear end of the car lift off the ground. 

Time seemed to have stopped. 

It appeared to you as if the accident was happening in slow-motion: you saw that Logan somehow managed to keep his car on the track, then you realized you had to let go of your steering wheel to prevent any hand injuries. 

And suddenly everything happened within the blink of an eye: time resumed. 

Your car landed back down on the ground, sliding sideways over the track and directly towards a barrier. 

With fear in your eyes, you prayed you’d be okay when you saw the barrier coming closer at a sickening speed. 

You closed your eyes, bracing yourself for whatever was about to come.

Then came the impact: Your head got flung to the left and right, hitting your chassis harshly. 

When you opened your eyes again, all you could see was dust and a piece of the broken barrier you’d crashed into on top of your halo. 

You groaned, trying to comprehend what had happened. 

Your head felt like a hoard of elephants had trampled all over it. 

“Y/n? Are you ok?”, only then did you realize someone was speaking to you. 

“Please confirm, are you ok?”, the worried voice repeated. 

It was your race engineer. 

“Yeah….I’m ok. Hit.…my head…”, you replied, breathing heavily. 

Then suddenly the barrier was lifted off of your halo, letting in some sunlight into your cockpit again. “Y/n!”, someone screamed at you, the voice sounded familiar. 

“Y/n! Are you okay? Please say something! Y/n!”, panic filled the voice. 

Slowly you managed to tilt your head slightly upwards to look at the person standing in front of your car.  

“Logan…”, you groaned lowly, your voice weak.

He reached down into your cockpit to free you of your seatbelts. 

“Y/n!”, he shouted again, but it sounded blurry, like he was far, far away. 

Your eyes fell closed again from the exhaustion.

“Hurry! She needs help!”, Logan turned his head away from you to scream at someone else. 

“Help her!”, he exclaimed, fear and desperation in his voice now. 

Moments later there were multiple voices around you, all talking nervously, some of them speaking to you, but you couldn’t comprehend what they were saying. 

All you could do was try and keep your eyes open, willing yourself to stay strong now.

Then suddenly hands reached into the car to help you climb out. 

Still feeling a bit wobbly, you were thankful for the help. 

You needed to get out of this car and show your team that you were okay. 

When your feet touched the ground, it was the weirdest feeling: like it was your first time standing on solid ground. 

The voices around you were still talking frantically, you could hear people clapping somewhere in the distance and the commentator saying something in French. 

An arm wrapped around your waist firmly and your arm was slung around someone’s shoulder to support you as you walked to the ambulance that was already waiting for you. 

When you turned to look at the person, you frowned. 

“Logan?”

You could still see the fear in his eyes. 

“Everything’s going to be okay. I promise.”, he whispered, slowly guiding you across the track. 

“The race..”, your voice sounded dry and hoarse.

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are okay. I’m so sorry, y/n.”

Later, when everyone knew that you would be okay and that you were on the way to the hospital for some checkups, Logan still had to give his interview for F2, which he wasn’t particularly looking forward to. 

Because he knew what their questions were going to be about. 

But he didn’t want to relive the crash.

 Not now, not ever again.

 It had been one of the worst experiences of his life: the fear of losing you, those moments when he saw you sitting in your car, not moving. 

“Logan, hi. What a day it’s been. The crash with y/n was a close one, but thankfully both of you could walk away without any serious injuries.”

Logan only nodded, his muscles tensing at your name falling from the interviewer’s mouth. 

“Tell us, Logan, you could have continued the race since your car didn’t take any damage, but you chose to help y/n instead. What was going through your mind at that time?”

Logan’s jaw clenched and he took a deep breath to come off as composed as possible. 

“To be honest, the second I saw her crash into the barrier I didn’t really care about my race anymore. In moments like these where someone’s in danger, scoring points becomes irrelevant. I’m just glad she’s okay and I’m so sorry to my team and to Prema of course.”, he answered, thankful for the media training he’d had. 

“As we’ve seen in the past few races of the season, you and y/n have gotten along particularly well… do you think this crash will have any effects on the relationship the two of you have built?”

What a shitty question. 

Logan wanted to throw his microphone at the interviewer’s head. 

Somehow he managed to refrain from it, instead gripping the microphone tighter. 

“Accidents can happen in motorsport, it’s a dangerous sport. But I know this crash was my fault and of course I take full responsibility for what happened. I can only hope y/n can forgive me.”

“Thank you, Logan. We wish y/n a speedy recovery and hope to see her in the paddock again come the next race.”

Logan put on a fake smile, like he’d actually enjoyed the interview, but all he wanted to do was throw up. 

He felt sick to his stomach when he returned to the Carlin garage. 

The crash was his fault. Solely his fault. 

And the worst part about it was that he could have continued the race. 

He could have kept racing without even the slightest injury or damage. 

But you were in the hospital because of his mistake, his fuck-up. 

---

“There she is, y/n y/l/n, finally returning for her first race after the horrific crash at Paul Ricard! Y/n, how are you feeling today? Excited to get back into the car?”, the interviewer was standing in front of you on the race track, next to where your car was being set up for the upcoming race in Spa. 

Well, how did you feel? 

Nervous, hella anxious, but also more than excited to feel the adrenaline rush of racing again. 

However, you legs still felt shaky whenever you thought of the crash. 

You smiled into the camera and tried to come across as confident as possible. 

“I’m feeling more than ready to get back into the fight for points. I’ve used this past month to focus on myself entirely, on getting fitter each day to come back stronger than before. So now I’m really looking forward to racing again.”, even though you knew half of what you’d just said was a lie, you still said it with so much conviction that everyone would have to believe you. 

“Thank you very much, good luck out there!”, the reporter left you alone again and you felt yourself relaxing as the cameras moved further away from you. 

“Hey.”, someone suddenly tapped your shoulder from behind. 

Immediately you tensed back up again. 

“Logan….hi..”, you didn’t know what to say. 

He hadn’t talked to you since the crash in France and you’d been way too busy with recovering to spare him a thought. However, the countless apology cards he’d sent you didn’t go unnoticed either. 

He looked at you with such an intensity that your stomach filled with butterflies instantly.

“Can we talk?”, he checked around himself to make sure no camera was pointed at the two of you. 

Your gaze went to the track to avoid him. 

“Logan…now is really not the time, I-“

“When is it then? You never talk to me anymore!”, he cut you off almost immediately, desperate for answers. 

If the two of you weren’t public figures he probably would have raised his voice by now, but years of media training helped him keep his voice low. 

“I just…..”, you looked up again and tried to defend yourself, but the words got caught in your throat. Fuck. 

If you’d thought you were over him, you were just proven wrong. 

You still wanted him. 

“Talk to me, y/n, please…”, Logan almost whispered, his eyes pleading you to finally open up. 

You checked again if any cameras were lurking. 

“It hurt… you know?”, you got lost in his eyes once again.

Logan pulled his eyebrows together in a frown. 

“It hurt: You asking me to forget that… that night.. ever happened.”, you elaborated and watched his eyes go wide. 

Then he let his head fall back, facepalming himself. 

“I’m such a fucking idiot.”, he groaned, before he looked back down at you. 

“Y/n….I…What I said back then was complete bullshit.”

You tilted your head at him in confusion. 

“Yeah… I doubt that. You were pretty clear on the pretending-this-never-happened part.”, you closed your eyes at the painful memory, but only until his hand came under your chin to tilt it upwards. 

“Y/n, listen to me when I tell you that that was the dumbest thing I’ve ever said in my whole life.”

You gulped, not knowing what to say. 

Was this heading in the direction you hoped it would? 

“I…I know you said you can forget about that night, but I….can’t.”, he trailed off, his eyes involuntarily wandering to your lips. 

Both of you were now breathing heavy. 

“I only said that because I didn’t want to get hurt.”, you confessed, whispering because you suddenly realized how close his face was to yours. 

A voice in the back of your head warned you to check for cameras again, but all you could focus on was the way Logan looked at you. 

Like he wanted you just as desperately as you wanted him.

“I want to kiss you so badly right now..”, he whispered back, swallowing as he realized what he’d just said. 

You scanned his face: His lips, his dimples, his eyes, his nose, his brows. 

This is what you wanted: Him. 

So you decided not to think too much about it and finally take action. 

Without saying another word your hands pulled him down to connect your lips, taking him by surprise. 

It only took him a quick second before he sunk into the kiss though. 

He let go of your chin to wrap his arms around your waist tightly while his tongue softly entered your mouth. 

You held onto him even tighter if possible and pressed yourself against his chest. 

This was it, you were so sure of it: the feeling of letting yourself fall in love. 

When you tugged on his hair slightly he groaned and you could feel him smiling against your lips. 

It was only until you heard loud cheering noises around you that you realized Logan and you weren’t the only two people on this planet. 

As soon as the two of you broke up the kiss, a dozen cameras were swarming you. 

“Did everybody see that or am I hallucinating? Y/n Y/l/n and Logan Sargeant have just kissed on the track. I repeat: they have kissed on track, in front of everyone!”, the reporter almost shouted into her microphone, making sure absolutely everyone knew what had just happened. 

You could only laugh in relief as Logan confidently grinned and wrapped an arm around you. 

One look to the stands told you you weren’t the only one who was happy about the kiss. 

Fans were standing up everywhere and cheering you on. 

“Well….looks like we’ve just gone public.. on our first day of dating…”, you joked and Logan smirked, squeezing your waist. 

He bent down to whisper into your ear.

“Doesn’t mean I haven’t been in love with you for months now..”, he enjoyed watching your face go red within seconds. 

Once again, you completely forgot about the cameras around you. 

“Seriously, y/n. I’m so sorry for everything I put you through only because I was too stupid to realize how much you meant to me..”, he added in a low voice so that nobody else could hear him but you. 

“I’m sorry, too, Logan. For saying all those things even though they weren’t true.”, you replied in the same soft voice, causing a smile to creep onto his face. 

“I’ll forgive you if you forgive me, deal?”

You began smiling again. 

“Deal.”

[silentreigns]

Dutch GP 2023 Reflection

I don't know who Mercedes's strategists were for this race but they need to reevaluate EVERYTHING. I knew they were on some bs when the race started Lewis was on mediums and 19 other drivers were on softs? Like don't piss off!

The only reason why Mercedes were able to finish with some points is because of Lewis's skill. Going from 13th to 6th is something is commendable. But we know Lewis rarely complains and I doubt that he's going to say anything about the team that could be seen as negative

I don't think anybody predicted that Pierre would get a podium since he started 12th. But Alpine got the strategy right. Considering everything Alpine has gone through, they definitely needed this podium. Pierre celebrations are always great.

I feel bad for Zhou because he was 2nd at the beginning of the race. Was in the points for a long time. Then he DNF'ed because they didn't bring out the red flag sooner so he aqua-planed. If he for real loses his seat after this season imma be salty. Someone should lose their seat in that team and it ain't him 🤥

Ferrari just keeps making Charles look dumb. Charles called for Inters at the best time. The pit wall wanted him to stay out (idiots). Charles goes into the pits anyway, and the Inters weren't ready. If Ferrari pit him at the right time, he definitely would have been in the top 5 for a while. Then they kept rubbing salt on our wounds having him stay out when he was being overtaken by everyone. When I saw George on hards overtake him I knew it was a wrap

Speaking of George, what the FUCK was Mercedes doing putting him on hards? Hards aren't suited for this track, and he was like the only driver on the grid who went on them. He also had a snap with his car and was driving on the grass for like 2 seconds. Don't know how he survived that at all. And that moment also made me nervous because Lewis was directly behind him on that turn. Then he DNF'ed on like the last couple of laps in a points scoring position. What a disaster 😭

Yuki started p17 due to impeding Lewis in quali. So i wasn't expecting much. But then he ran P5-P8 for a significant part of the race. He managed to keep Lando behind all those laps. But then AlphaTauri didn't pit him sooner, and he was on old softs for a long time. But when he was aggressively defending I was very proud. But then he got a 5 second penalty for (???) and finished last. Yuki and Charles are the most unluckiest drivers on the grid

Lando went from P2 to P7. It really doesn't matter what happens in a race, he finds a way to finish P7. I don't know whether to laugh or cry for him.

I'm so happy Alex finished in the points. That makes Williams P7 in the constructors which is HUGE. I feel like Williams can cook at Monza too so I am excited to see how the next race goes

Sad for Logan, he got lapped after 8 laps then crashed into a wall. You made us Americans proud though like compared to where he started in the beginning he has grown a lot. Even though on paper it doesn't look that way🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

Lance had 7 pitstops and somehow ended exactly where he started in P11. I am not a conspiracy theorist but why is Lance always on a drastically different strategy than Fernando? I don't get it all, and I don't think the team is deliberately sabotaging him either.

Alonso is back to looking like how he was at the beginning of the season. But I need Aston Martin to make bigger gains because he looks like the only person who has a chance at stopping RedBull this season

Overall, this is like my second favorite race this season. Silverstone is still my favorite, and I don't see that race getting dethroned this season

[stormxpadme]

AU Game. Scott/Logan. 1970s California road trip. No powers.

Let’s play a game. Send me a potential AU and I’ll tell you five fun facts that would happen in a story. Scott/Logan. 1970s California road trip. No powers.

Scott ends up in the worst bug-infested, grease-moldy truck stop ever that night, and he just about wants to walk back out the second he arrives but there's no alternatives for miles, and he's always gotta get his deliveries done in time if he wants to save up the buck for this damn private pilot license one day. And since he kinda sucked at being a teacher and regular flight schools won't accept him because of his damn eyesight condition, he's only got the road left. Which in this case means spending the night in this shithole and finding anything on the menu that won't give him salmonella, burn right through his digestive tract, or both.

That sleazy unkempt group of lumberjacks has already pissed him off with their digs about his glasses upon entering but he's only stepping in when one of them tries to get up and close with the shy and terrified waitress girl. Because Scott is an idiot who apparently hasn't gotten his damn ass beaten often enough yet in one orphanage after another after his whole family's died in that fucking plane crash. He's outnumbered 1:4 but he's taller and they're out of shape, so he's not worrying a lot. Not until the first switchblade comes his way.

If he's being honest, he's already had his eyes on the outsider of the bully group for a while, sitting there silently by the very edge of the table alone with a bottle of whiskey, because the guy is built like a fucking tree himself and has no interest in harassment or in like, anything at all, apparently. Somehow, Scott always happens to fall either for the red-haired mental cases or the emotionally constipated. It doesn't help his current infatuation that the guy steps in before Scott can have a couple of his arteries kebabed by those knives. He's visibly enjoying the brawl against his now-former workmates, moving fast and strong and obviously field-trained, trashing half the furniture so badly that they're being kicked out by the owner which is just as well because now neither of them has to pay. And because Scott is seriously horny at this point.

They end up fucking on the rest stop parking lot behind a dumpster after patching each other's cuts and bruises up and they're still laughing their asses off, with only that certain familiar hysteric undertone of having barely escaped death and the comfortable wordless intimacy of instant bonding, once you realize you've found a guy just as much a broken idiot as yourself.

Afterward, Scott is on enough adrenaline to drive through the night. Logan doesn't even really ask before he makes himself at home in the passenger seat, feet on the dash, hairy chest out and all, replacing Scott's favorite Johnny Cash cassette with a Rolling Stones tape Scott can't even remember having and silently humming along over the last bit of whiskey. He's been bored of cutting down trees anyway, it turns out. He doesn't even want to stop by his home for his things. Says, he doesn't need any of his shit, none of that stuff having any meaning to him after losing all his memories some couple of years ago, during some bad hit in Vietnam. Besides, there's only some violent, abusive perv of a step-brother waiting for him at home, and Logan's only been waiting for an excuse to lo leave that piece of shit behind. Sun's not even gone up before they fuck in the driver's seat again, by the side of the road, before they drop the delivery together, collect the buck and find themselves some nice burger joint for breakfast. And Scott wonders suddenly if this is what happiness feels like.

Additional Spoiler Alert: The asshole stepbrother will track them down eventually as they're dumb enough to stay in touch with Scott's trucker friends like Bobby, Sam, and Emma via his CB radio, and Scott almost ends up being kebabed again only a month later, because that Victor guy got issues. But the fuck in that cheap Vegas hotel afterward is spectacular, and since they're already in town, they miraculously find someone who doesn't care about gender and shit when he's marrying someone as long as he gets paid. It also soon turns out, it's so much easier, making a good buck on the road, working together. Scott is pretty sure he's still never going to get inside a damn cockpit but at least he doesn't need that stupid dream at night anymore, to no longer want to off himself on the next best highway.

[you-me-we-04]

All my Succession S4 thoughts in one post

What it says above fair warning some of these will contradict each other, some  have evidence some based of ~ vibes ~ some i just think would be funny some also come from bits of leaks so read at your own risk and if you want more depth on any of these let me know. 

- Tom and Greg are not Team Logan, their Team Tom Greg it just so happens that Logan best severs their needs for now..

- Everyone but Greg dies in a plane crash, Greg only lived cause he went home to grab his weed, because he is the last man standing he just gets give the company 

- After the fight we see in the trailer Tom will storm off, Shiv all alone will break down, later on Kendall will be the one to comfort her 

- The rebel alliance works for about 2 seconds before it all falls apart 

- Tomgreg kiss early in the season pre Tom’s divorce, so Greg goes full breakdown mode since he feels like he’s becoming his dad after not talking to Tom for an episode or two (during this Ewan also dies cause why not), adding more to Greg’s breakdown. At some point during Connor and Willa’s wedding he caves and goes to talk to Tom, this will lead to the Tomgreg sex scene (that we will all have to sit through)

- Shiv dates a woman, its great 

- Everyone kinda ends up back were we started, Tom and Greg still are outsiders (chilling in the gay art galley), While everyone else is dealing with a Logan health crisis Kendall wants everyone to think he has his shit together so he can take over the company, Roman is working in waystar but still feels like he hasn’t been able to reach his full potential, Shiv is back working in politics/pr outside of waystar and Connor and Willa are just kinda hangout  

- The ending get meta Willa writes a tv plot about the family it gets pick up by HBO, the family is pissed but Connor kinda just turns into a proud house husband (or she writes a play about the family that does well)

- Logan dies and their some surprise in the will (love child, Connor gets everything, Greenpeace gets everything, take ur pick) 

- The Kenstewy hug happens right before news about that kid Kendall killed leaks (For Kendall to be happy, Kendall must suffer right after, this is how succession works)

- We never find out what wrong with Roman 

- Roman Roy breakdown 

- Shiv actual gets pushed down the stairs 

- Logan (or Kendall) dies in the last episode and it cuts to black we never find out what happens after (sopranos style)

- Logan dies mid argument with the rebel alliance 

- We get ONE Mr darcy joke from greg 

- In the final Hour a famous romcom actor shows up as Greg’s gay dad 

- Some bullshit about the Succession ending at s4 but the show get renamed to something else like Successor which is how we end up with the kinda s5 following the family after Logan death

- They forget to write Kendall’s kids into the season 

- Gerri ends up on top but kills Roman in her rise to total power (We stan)

[tomwambsmilk]

before i stumbled upon your blog just now, i had seen zero (0) imagery of succession.

i did not care about succession. i thought it seemed like not my type of show, boring even (i apologize, my mistake).

i still have no idea what it's about.

i know not anything about your scrimblos more than the first 5 mins of looking at your blog has told me.

but you've intrigued me. I still won't probably see this show (no offense - i haven't even watched through good omens and i Loved that show and follow fanfics of it)

but damn it if i won't follow this blog.

keep up the good fight. milk your men. you keep a high supply of fresh juicy content; and i am a patron of the arts.

You have NO idea how absolutely delightful this ask was to get. We here at Tommy Milk Inc ALWAYS welcome additional patrons, regardless of existing knowledge of succession, affection for Tom, or position on the undefined but definitely very real Succession Political Compass. And I am personally deeply flattered by your enjoyment of my fresh juicy content, which I work so hard (with the help of my compatriots) to keep flowing from the tits of a certain Thomas Wambsgans day and night.

In fact, your ask has inspired me to attempt a bit of a Tommy milk renaissance (or milkaissance, if you will), so if milkposting is a topic which interests you, I'll be reblogging some key posts in the history of this phenomenon in short order.

All that said, while I don't think you need any prior knowledge of succession to appreciate the magical milk flowing from his substantial tits, I thought it might be helpful, for the sake of better enjoying the content, to get a Crash Course in the various Scrimblos of Succession:

Logan Roy - literally the worst. Rolling with lgbt but also deeply homophobic, but also might be falling in love with his son-in-law (source: asked for his help peeing). Obsessed with milk and piss. Got a UTI and almost destroyed his own company over it. Once made several of his execs wrestle each other for sausages on a corporate retreat. Will hopefully die in season 4

Kendall Roy - defender of women. Wants to be Oedipus but is bad at it. Used to do coke off his kids iPads but is now interested in becoming a meth-head (character growth!). Clinically depressed, probably. Technically killed a guy once. Wants to be Jesus sooo bad he almost strapped himself to a cross at his birthday party while performing Billy Joel's "Honesty". Definitely invested in crypto off-screen

Roman Roy - meow meow supreme. Big proponent of sexual harassment. "Scared of pussy" but does like ejaculating onto windows. Thinks "fascism is cool, but also, not really". Tried to send a picture of his dick to the company's general legal counsel and sent it to his father instead. Major daddy's boy but does not know how much milk costs (sad!). Only person on this entire show who's ever been to management training

Shiv Fucking Roy - 1/2 of the show's resident failmarriage. Used to work for Bernie Sanders (succession edition). Asked for an open marriage on her wedding night. Tries to be a #girlboss but is ultimately more of cringefail loser (affectionate). Called her husband manipulative because he tried to talk about his feelings. Representation for women who are their father's daughters (derogatory). Was almost suspiciously excited about the prospect of having sex with another woman in a threesome before Tom had to go and ruin it. Will likely murder him in season 4 (for unrelated reasons)

Connor Roy - running for president and polling VERY close to 1%. Sugar daddy, patron of the arts, and big Napoleon fan. Man of the people (the people who work on his ranch). Occupations: "safeguarding" thousands of acres of New Mexico wilderness, and being on the verge of setting up a podcast about Napoleonic history with significant investment interest. A lack of real-world experience has sometimes been levelled at him. Owns Napoleon's penis. Everyone else keeps forgetting he exists

Tom Wambsgans - babygirl!!!! Other half of the resident failmarriage. Lactates (they haven't addressed this in canon but that doesn't mean it isn't true). Has a Nero kink. Spends a lot of time saying suspiciously sexual things about his father-in-law. Sent his wife's cousin Greg 67 emails with the subject line "You can't make a Tomlette without breaking some Greggs" on the first night of his honeymoon. White collar criminal but bad at it. Once started secretly tracking his wife's menstrual cycle so he could pretend to be horny when she was ovulating in the hopes this would convince her to have a baby. Official boar on the floor loser (Karl stole his sausage). Pushed Shiv down the stairs and castrated and married Cousin Greg in the season 3 finale. Has a dick the size of a red sequoia and fucks like a bullet train

Cousin Greg - slick little fuck (affectionate). Tom's executive assistant and corporate sugar baby. Also a white collar criminal but even worse at it. Suing Greenpeace for his inheritance. Has a gay homewrecking dad. Absolutely should go to HR about Tom but won't. Not here for a long time, but also not really having a good time. Generally doesn't know what's going on. Probably entering his villain era in Season 4 (what is he going to do with a soul anyways??). Once asked Tom to prove that he has a dick the size of a red sequoia and fucks like a bullet train

[tokillamockingbird427]

What would happen if Placeholder Elias and Canon Rorke met each other? Would they bond over their evilness?

They would try to kill each other.

No joke.

Placeholder Elias is a piece of shit, but he genuinely loves Logan and David. What Cannon Rorke did to both of them, both the trauma of watching their Elias die as well as Rorke's abduction of Logan (Because it affects both brothers.), would piss him off to no end.

And Cannon Rorke? He just fucking despises Elias in any universe. Plus, superiority complex. "There can be only one." headass.

So yes. They would be trying to kill each other at any opportunity. It would be brutal.

However, I think Cannon Elias and Placeholder Rorke would get along swimmingly. I can imagine them bonding over their respective gaggles of idiots. Proud Dads.

P!R: "And then Keegan shot him! Right in the knee! Elias -My Elias- was moving, it was a tiny target, right after a crash that knocked him out, and Scout still got him!"

C!E: "I bet you're proud."

P!E: "Is it not obvious? How about you. What's your brag?"

C!E: "Well, Logan took out an entire squad of men on his own. Middle of the jungle. Think he's working his way north now, wish I could help, but ya know. I'm dead."

P!R: "Ah, that sucks. I think my Logan did something similar. I could ask my Elias but I don't think he'd be willing to talk."

[book-place]

Waiters?

Summary: Your brothers don’t think that it’s a very good idea for you to go on a date. But there’s nothing they can do about it… or so you think

Parings: Winchester brothers x sister reader

*Not my gif*

A/N: Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“It’s just a date.” You groaned as you tried to get past your brothers and to the door.

“Just a date?” Dean asked with a raised eyebrow and his arm crossed, Sam was in the same position, “How long have you even known the guy?”

“Long enough.” You grumbled as you tried to go around Sam to get to the door.

Sam was faster though, and he stuck his arm out to stop you and he firmly yet gently grabbed your arm to stop you from leaving.

“What’s his name?” Sam interrogated.

You sighed knowing that the only way you’ll be able to get out of there was to comply, “His name is Logan. There, happy?”

“Far from it actually.” Dean growled. “What kind of a name is that? Logan?”

“Guys, I’m serious, it’s just one date! I’m old enough to go on those, in case you’ve forgotten!” You informed them.

“What if it doesn’t work out?” Dean asked, trying to get you to reconsider.

“Then I’ll kill him.” Sam answered for you.

You face palmed and this time faked a right around your brothers and as they went to stop you, you skirted around them to the left.

Dean's eyes widened for about half a second before he crashed into Sam and they both went tumbling to the ground.

You giggled a little before opening the door.

“I’ll be home at eleven!” You called before shutting the door and hurrying to where Logan’s car was waiting out front.

-•-

So far the date was going great. Better than great even, it was perfect.

Logan had brought his car and opened and closed the door for you.

He had complimented you multiple times and he was such a gentleman!

The two of you were currently in a restaurant laughing about a story Logan had just told you when the waiter came to give you your food.

As your bowl of pasta appeared in front of you, you looked up to thank the waiter only to come face to face with your eldest brother dressed as a waiter.

Your eyes widened and for a moment you’re frozen.

“Is something wrong?” Logan’s gentle voice asked from across the table.

You snapped out of your thoughts and decided that you would just ignore the fact that Dean was clearly trying to spy on you and your date, “No, I’m fine.” You answered with a smile.

Dean was still standing there, so without looking away from Logan, you kicked your brother really hard in the shin under the table, causing him to double over a little with a small grunt.

Logan had luckily never met her brothers before, or there would be some real issues.

“Your food will be out in a minute.” Dean said through gritted teeth, while glaring at Logan.

Logan looked uncomfortable for a moment because he had done nothing wrong to this man, but being the amazing person he was, he put on a thankful smile and replied with a polite thank you.

That made Dean mad, and he walked away shaking his head and muttering to himself. And you swore you heard something about pigs, apple pie, and killing Logan.

You were honestly concerned about what goes on in your oldest brother's head sometimes.

You turned back to your date with a smile and continued to chat as if nothing had happened for about two minutes, before another waiter came out with Logan’s food.

You were about to start silently cheering in your head that the waiter wasn’t Dean, until you saw that it was Sam instead. And he was also dressed as a waiter.

He also happened to be holding a glass of water in his hand and once he went to set Logan’s food down, the water spilled all onto Logan’s lap.

You were 100% sure that it wasn’t an accident.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Sam said without any emotion whatsoever in his voice, clearly not sorry.

Logan looks up at him with another kind smile that you are sure was pissing Sam off beyond belief.

“No worries, man. Accidents happen!” He replied casually as he cleaned up the water with a napkin.

Sam gave him a tight lipped smile before sulking off in the same direction Dean had gone just moments before.

You sighed, “Sorry about that.”

But Logan wasn’t looking at you, instead his now wide eyes were trained behind his date and his face paled.

You quickly turned your head around to see what scared Logan, only to see your brothers standing a few tables back towards the wall with death glares on their faces.

Dean put finger guns to his head as Sam swept his finger along his throat in a killing motion.

When they saw their little sister looking, they immediately looked away, Dean even went as far as to whistle while looking at the ceiling.

You sighed and facepalmed, “Y-you know those people?” Logan asked shakily.

“Those are my brothers.” You grumbled into your hand.

Logan gulped, “Well they certainly hate me.”

“They hate any boy who looks in my direction.” You admitted.

Logan suddenly started to regain some color in his face, and he sat up straighter. “Well, I’m not going to be going anywhere. Let’s finish this date and let’s not worry about your brothers.” A smile slowly formed on your face at hearing this.

So that’s what you two did, you finished the date while trying their best to ignore the Winchester brothers.

At the end, the couple had to quickly try and run to Logan’s car while Sam and Dean were looking the other way so that the boys didn’t try and shoot the poor boy (You had to explain to him that you weren't joking and would actually shoot him… multiple times).

All in all, they had a pretty good date. You two were even going to go on a second one! You just have to make sure that your brothers don’t know where you’re going…

[captain039]

The lioness PT 2

Logan x reader (wolverine)

Warnings: Gore, sweating, placed in Logan, character deaths, intimacy, angst, age gap, anxiety, anxiety attacks, mentions of needles

18+

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You sighed rolling out the bed and heading to the shower. You forgot you were with people and jumped when goo saw a rather naked Logan in front of you.

“I'm so sorry!” you yelped and closed the door. You went to the table and sat down wishing the world would swallow you up. Charles was laughing on the bed and you glared before hiding your face in your towel.

You were on the road again pretty quickly, you didn't say anything nor did you dare look Logan in the eye.

“We need to find new clothes or something,” you said eyeing your bloodied pants and shirt. Despite a hand scrub they still looked horrible.

“Fine” Logan grumbled and you huffed at his attitude.

You went with Luara to the kid's area she was rather forceful. You had to keep her from tearing the clothes apart. You eventually got her a few clothing items before heading to the adult clothes area. You grabbed some shirts, a jumper and a new pair of jeans before going to the checkout.

“Hey you want ice cream?” you asked Laura as she held your hand. She looked at you and you realised she may have not had ice cream.

“I'll get you some ice cream,” you said heading to the shop. You talked her through the flavours, she ended up with chocolate while you had your favourite. You saw Logan waiting outside with Charles a stern look on his face as always.

“Come on” you held Laura's hand and headed to them.

“Ice cream?” Logan questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“She's a kid!” you snapped glaring at him. He flinched a little and Charles smirked at you.

You headed back to the highway again. Stupid auto trucks beeping and causing too much stress. They caused Logan to lose control along with another car. You gripped the door and the dash your claws digging in. After the car stopped you took a breath and looked to the other car.

“Crap” you got out quickly and avoided any trucks as you helped them with their horses. They all went back on their own though and you frowned glancing to Charles. Logan drove over and helped you.

“Thank you both so much” the woman said.

“That’s ok” you smiled.

“Damned trucks” Logan sighed and she chuckled.

“Yeah” she agreed.

“Would you let us repay you by offering you a warm meal?” She asked.

“Ah no-“ Logan began but Charles cut him off.

“We’d be delighted” he said and you saw Logan’s pissed face.

“Awesome” the woman said.

You sat a little uncomfortably at the house, it was strange to be in this setting again. You stared at your food before trying to control your urge to devour it all.

“Is this your daughter?” Kathryn asked you.

“What? Oh- no Laura’s his” you said.

“Oh- are you together?” She asked and you froze and Logan cleared his throat.

“Yes they are” Charles said and you blinked.

“We are?” You said more of a question.

“Sorry you’re very young is all” Kathryn said.

“I’m yeah” you flushed a bit heart pounding as your leg also jogged.

“He’s unwell, he um, isn’t as old as he looks” you said trying to keep in the act. A hand fell on your bounding leg though, forcing you to stop. You stared at Logan who was keeping a silent rage in.

“Please stop” he said very hushed.

“Im sorry to make you uncomfortable” she chuckled nervously and you shook your head.

“I’ll help with the dishes” you said and stood his hand falling off. You started to fill the sink till the whole house grumbled about it.

“Damn it!” Bill said. He began muttering to his wife who tried to calm him.

“Damn bastards” he sighed grabbing his torch.

“You mind helping Logan?” He asked and Logan just followed silently.

“After new owners came in on the near property they’ve been messing with our water” Kathryn sighed.

“I’m sorry” you said and she sighed.

“The last owners were real nice now Mr Hones and his sons are messing with our supply” she huffed.

“Y/n dear would you mind taking me to bed?” Charles asked and you nodded. You lifted the man up, he was frail in your arms, though with your strength most did. You laid him down like glass and watched Laura go into Nates room.

You went back downstairs to Kathryn and the water turned on.

“Nice job hun” she whispered and you couldn’t help but smile softly. You did the dishes but something kept you on guard. A bad feeling in your gut, you hoped it was wrong, but the sound of vehicles approaching made it to real.

“You need to get your son and hide” you said and she frowned.

“What’s going on?” She said rushed as you urged her upstairs.

“Stay in here, lock yourself in don’t come out until you hear me ok?” You said entering the room and closing the curtains.

“Y/n-!” She called but you pulled the door closed and broke the handle.

“Laura” you nudged her and she turned to you.

“Stay here with Charles, scream of anything goes wrong” she went on edge and stood up immediately.

“No- no stay” you said as she went to follow you. You closed the door and listened in. Only one set of footsteps. You frowned going downstairs and seeing a large figure. You froze at the face of Wolverine, but it wasn’t him.

You switched to your night vision, listened in deeper trying to figure out far the cars were. The fake Wolverine wasn’t stopping, you went outside and readied your claws. His claws came out too and you frowned as he charged. You were quick to dodge but broke a case in the process. You kept dodging his attacks before striking your own. More men came in and shots were fired into you. You winced before healing and focused on the big guy. You heard screams inside and froze your worried gaze going to the house. You sprinted to the house, jumped up to the second floor and broke through the window. You killed the men but it was took late. Kathryn had bullets in her and Nate was dead. You went to Kathryn who sobbed.

“I’m so sorry” you whispered as she her eyes closed. You heard Laura cry and you kicked the door down. The fake Wolverine had gotten in quickly, she was fighting him.

“Hey!” You snarled jumping on him and pulling him down with you. You grunted are the pain of being squashed as he thrashed. You were knocked pretty easily as he stood. You got up to glancing to the bed and freezing. Charles was gasping for breath, blood on his white singlet. You cried tears in your eyes as you swiped and fought. The house was trashed as you were thrown about and finally thrown outside. You groaned feeling weak and limp.

“Y/n!” You heard Logan this time, the real one and groaned in response. He helped you up before he was punched away and you were punched back down. A car came in and ran the fake one down and into spikes of the house.

“Bill-“ you muttered as he shot the thing in the face multiple times before falling down himself. You groaned again hearing an explosion going off before you heard Laura struggle. You looked over, saw her lying on the head cuffed.

“Laura” you mumbled getting up on weak legs.

“Come on” Logan helped you along the way as he picked up Laura and went into the car. Charles was already in the back in the tray as you sped off. You slowly healed and helped Laura out of her cage.

“He’ll be fine” you said to her as she looked at Charles worried. He wasn’t fine at all, struggling for breath.

“Logan-“ you said.

“Yeah-yeah let me think!” He snarled and you gulped.

Charles didn’t make it. He died with the last thoughts of a boat on the ocean. You buried him by some water, like that would fix anything. You didn’t know the man very long but he understood you, went in your head a few times too many but you were thankful he did. It was hard on Logan he was trembling slightly as he looked over Charles grave. Laura tried to hold his hand but he stormed off.

“Come here” you said and beckoned her over. She wrapped her arms around your stomach and you sighed patting her back.

“He’s a man and doesn’t deal very well with his emotions ok?” You said and she nodded slightly. You heard crashing and yelling as Logan broke things on the truck with the shovel.

“Just- wait here” you said going to him. You stopped his swing, grabbing it mid air as he stared you down. You stared back his strength much stronger than yours apparently as your arms struggled. He gave up though and you laid the shovel back in the tray as he leant against the car.

“I’m sorry for what happened-“ you began and he glared.

“Ok” you whispered stopping. He hadn’t healed properly, hadn’t slept properly, just lost his friend and now has to deal with the kid and you. He stumbled and you frowned as he fell to the ground.

“Woah hey!” You yelled but he was passed out.

“Damn it” you muttered.

“Laura!” You called but saw no figure.

“Goddamnit!” You yelled as a car slowly approached.

“Oh” you said seeing her in the drivers seat.

“You can’t just take peoples cars-“ you sighed lifting Logan up and dragging him to the old Ford. You drove to the hospital though he wouldn’t like it that much.

“Will he wake up?” You asked the doctor quietly.

“Yes, are you also a mutant?” He said hushed.

“I guess” you sighed.

“Your blood could heal him” you frowned at the doctors words.

“I’d need a sample but it may work” he said and you stared at the old man.

“He’s killing himself slowly” you said and the doctor nodded sadly.

“Charles told me not to let him, probably also told Laura-“ you stopped at his confused face.

“I’m terrified of needles I’m sorry if I- attack?” You said and he gulped.

“Ok” he agreed.

He strapped your arms down just in case and you looked away. You took deep breaths, heart pounding and head spinning as he took some blood.

“All done” he said and you sighed in relief as you healed quickly.

“Ah geez” you felt like puking and passing out.

“Lie on the floor” he said and you did just that. You closed your eyes and sighed shakily. Laura came in and you looked to her.

“I’m scared of needles” you chuckled as she sat by your head and handed you an ear piece.

“Thanks” you whispered putting it in and listening to the music.

“It’s working” you frowned as the doctor rushed in. You slowly stood trying to ignore the feeling in your stomach. You watched his wounds heal quickly and watched his face change.

“Very well apparently” the doctor said. He looked less withered down, more like a matured man with grey hair.

“What the hell” you whispered.

Next Chapter

[lovelivingmydreams]

In celebration of Analogical week next month and in the name of your fancy prompt list - Sentence 9, trope D, au F for analogical if you feel like it

Okay. I hope i got the dynamic right cause i am not used to this pairing but i think i did okay. There is some platonic prinxiety because if they aren't dating these two are besties okay? Hope you like what I came up with.

Piss off your parents

Logan stood in front of the bar Virgil was supposed to perform at tonight. He’d messed up. He’d messed up in a big way and he hadn’t even realized it until it was already too late. Virgil would never want to see him again… But he had to explain it to him. He had to tell him that it wasn’t what he thought it was. He was right to be mad with him of course. He’d been deceitful and hurt him deeply in the process. It had been six months ago when he’d made the best and worst decision of his life. As a fresh graduate from college he’d accepted his parent’s offer to run the flowershop for a while to get some work experience to put on his resumes. It would also help out his parents who’d quite frankly been overworking themselves. He loved his parents. Just to be clear. But living with them again after four years of living on his own had quickly made him realize how involved they tended to get with his life. They meant well but everything about him was subjected to their opinion. And he didn’t wish to upset them. He never had. Not even as a teenager when one is supposed to go through a rebellious phase. Logan wanted to have that rebellion now though. Do something his parents wouldn’t approve of. Something potentially ill informed. On top of that, he and his friend Patton had given each other a bucket list at graduation. Some things they thought would benefit the other in their first year as well-educated adults but they knew their friend might not get around to on their own. Most of Patton’s challenges seemed easy enough. But one was quite ambiguous. ‘Take a risk.’ It was exactly what Logan was craving. And just as he’d been thinking about that, he’d walked in. Virgil. Headphones in, still dressed in an oversized bandshirt and hoodie like he had been last he saw him. Piercings decorating his ears, upper lip and right nostril. Logan thought he even saw some ink on his wrist and collarbone. He'd walked up to him with a smirk and asked for a floral arrangement for his mother. Apparently Virgil had only just gotten back in town after finishing his own education and was going to bring his parents some flowers and wine as a thank you for getting to ‘crash at their place’ until he found living arrangements of his own with a friend. Logan and Virgil had both been in highschool together. Virgil had always seemed distant, sometimes even aggressive and Logan had elected to stay out of the way. He was much more laid back now. Less intimidating. But no less enticing. He’d always been attractive… Logan put together the bouquet following Virgil’s instructions, he’d put some thought into this clearly, and when he rang him up he took the plunge. “Do you mind catching up over coffee sometime this week?” he asked. Virgil had been taken aback, rendered completely silent for a few moments before he got that easygoing smile again. “You. Galaxybrain Gabriels, want to catch up with me? I thought you and your buddy thought I’d eat you if you locked eyes with me back in the day,” he teased. “You didn’t seem too keen on company at the time and we chose to respect that,” Logan pointed out. “You don’t seem as opposed to friendly interactions anymore. And I have never been capable of leaving a mystery unexplored,” he stated. All true. But it still felt like a lie. Virgil laughed, a deep, attractive sound. “A mystery huh? Okay. See you at Remy’s on Monday? That’s you guys’ closing day right?” he verified. Logan nodded. “Indeed. I will meet you at four.” Virgil nodded and paid before leaving with a salute. Logan’d had a plan for that meeting. They’d flirt and maybe fool around a bit in the storageroom of the shop afterwards and it would never be mentioned again. Virgil’d had quite a few casual hookups over the course of their final year. His type seemed to center around people like Logan. Those who normally wouldn’t interact with him. Which, in Virgil’s case was most of the school. Cheerleaders, jocks, theatre kids, chessclub members… Anyone who wanted a taste of danger had gotten a taste of Virgil Lager. And now, if Virgil’s preferences hadn’t changed too

much, Logan might get to experience that himself. Logan worked the shop like a good son the rest of the week. And then on his day off, after he finished his administration, he got dressed, told his parents he was meeting up with an old schoolfriend and headed to Remy’s. It was a café not too far from their old highschool. A popular spot for students to spend some time after classes ended. When Logan arrived, Virgil was already sitting in a booth, eyes focused on a notebook drumming a pencil against the edge of the table. Logan took a seat curiously. Virgil looked up and smiled putting his notebook away. “Right on time. Not that I expected anything less. I don’t think you had a single tardy all of highschool,” he recalled. “That would be correct,” Logan nodded. They placed their orders and once the server left Virgil leaned forward. “So. Working the family business huh? I figured you’d be an astronomer or something. You always got pretty stoked about the stars and stuff,” he recalled. Logan was surprised. “I do have a fascination with the stars,” he admitted. “I am getting work experience at the moment while waiting for a good job opportunity. I got a major in biochemistry and a minor in astronomy. Very different fields I am aware. I completed a teacher’s training course ass well. So if I don’t get a job in my chosen field of study I can pass on my knowledge instead,” he explained. Virgil smiled in a way Logan couldn’t quite place. “That’s cool,” he simply said, in a surprisingly soft tone. “Thank you. How about you? What have you been up to the past four years?” Logan asked. It seemed only polite to engage in some small talk before making his proposition. He wasn’t quite sure how to properly phrase it. He tended to come across quite rude in more delicate social situations. Patton understood how he worked by now. Others had a harder time with his bluntness. “I got my degree in psychology. I’m starting up a practice with Emile. He’s taking the apartment that goes with our office, so me and David Pride Piercing Eyes are looking for a place to share. Ratking and Jay actually guilted me into going on a roadtrip with them after graduation to make up for not rooming with them. I shared a dormitory with those two. Love them, but never again,” Virgil chuckled. Logan figured that Jay referred to Janus Drake, their school council student representative, four years in a row. “Jay does law and political science. Of course,” Virgil elaborated. Yes that sounded like Drake. Thinking back Logan did see him and Virgil together a few times. He didn’t know they were that close. Then again, he hadn’t really paid attention to Virgil’s social life, or anything at school outside of what directly affected him and Patton. He only knew about Virgil’s dating habits because someone on his debate team had talked about pursuing Virgil and being successful. “Remus, believe it or not, is on his way to become a forensic pathologist,” he added. Remus. No doubt Remus Bello. Most known for being called to the principals office at least once a week. “That is quite surprising,” Logan admitted. “Oh he was quite eager to learn his material. And tell us all the juicy details,” Virgil muttered. “How’s your buddy doing? The cute guy. Patton, right?” Virgil asked. “Veterinarian. Despite his cat allergies,” Logan said. “Aw. That’s good for him,” Virgil smiled. “You two were kind of joined at the hip right?” he continued. “I didn’t realize we were of such interest to you,” Logan pointed out, genuinely curious. Virgil leaned back, his body language and facial expression suggesting he was feeling embarrassed. “Lets just say I tended to pay some attention to people I found sexy,” he muttered. Logan frowned as he tried to dissect that statement. Patton was a handsome man. But he was not ‘sexy’. That meant that Virgil thought... Logan felt his cheeks flush. “Ah,” he stated as their drinks arrived. When the waiter left again, Logan decided that now would be the best time to take the next step. “Well, I must say I found you rather attractive as well,” he stated. “Still

do, if I am honest.” There now they had both admitted attraction to one another. There was a nervousness settling in his stomach as he realized that his plan might actually work out as intended. Virgil was quiet for a moment as he sipped his drink. Then his posture relaxed. “Need to be somewhere today?” he wondered. Logan shook his head. “I have to let my parents know if it’ll get late but…” “Oh, it’ll get late. At least… Depending on your answer,” Virgil assured him. “Answer on what?” Logan asked, suddenly very nervous. What was Virgil planning? Virgil leaned forward with a conspiratorry look on his face. “Want to go on a date with me?” he asked softly. He hadn’t expected that. He could understand that Virgil had outgrown making out in the locker room. Part of him even appreciated the idea of building tension over the course of the evening. Patton told him to take a risk. This… This felt like a risk. On a date with Virgil. He seemed nice. Charming even. But… He wasn’t out to anyone except Patton. And all he wanted was one evening of ‘fooling around’. Rebelling without too big a chance of actual repercussions. “I…” he looked around nervously. Virgil nodded in understanding. “No one knows huh?” he concluded. “Patton… But yeah. No one knows,” Logan nodded. “I made up a girlfriend for a few weeks in my first year of college. Claimed that the relationship failed because I couldn’t combine it with classes. They didn’t ask questions after that,” he recalled. Being far more honest than he expected to be. “That’s okay… Is that the only reason to say no?” Virgil pressed gently. Logan felt like his stomach was being squeezed in an unpleasant way. He dismissed the feeling as nerves though and nodded. “Totally valid. But what if I promise no one will find out? I won’t even tell my own friends,” he promised. Logan couldn’t deny that he was quite curious to find what Virgil had in mind. How else he differed from the impression he got from him back in school. “I don’t know. You just told me that you have two friends who can help you plan the perfect crime,” he pointed out. Virgil let out a careless laugh. “Well, I guess that is a fair point. But if you decide to show up…” he took a folded piece of paper and slid it over. “You come to this place in one hour to solve that mystery,” he winked before getting up and dropping some cash on the table and leaving after finishing his drink. Once he was gone, Logan picked up the note and read it. It was a cryptic message. “Where stars walked the earth only to collide, there is a spot where lovers tried to hide.” The bleachers at the football field. Logan paid for their drinks and headed home. Just in case Virgil didn’t invite him to that spot to do what their peers usually used it for, he had an idea to make the storage room of the flower shop a little more inviting. He told his parents that plans changed and he’d be out the whole evening. They had a lot of questions and Logan said that he simply wanted to spend some more time with his old schoolmate. When he got to the agreed upon spot he found another note. And now he got excited. A scavenger hunt… Virgil must’ve planned this from the start. He’d come to that café hoping for… For a date. With him? Now he was a bit confused but he took the note and read. “Where minds shine bright in a silent maze. Find my songs, it was never a phase.” Library. Music section… He’d find something with Virgil’s favorite band no doubt. A scavenger hunt to get to know Virgil more. That… That was a lovely idea. And it had little risk of exposure. Logan learned that Virgil’s favorite band was evanescence, he liked lavender, he was a Disney fan, saw avatar and seemed to consider himself a water bender, he knew Harry Potter but gave no indication of what house he affiliated with most. And finally he found him in a hidden meadow in the park on a picknick blanket with pizza. “Hi. Want some?” he smirked. Logan had laughed and sat down. “That… That was fun,” he admitted. “Glad you liked it,” Virgil said. They talked some more about the series they enjoyed and debated some

conspiracy theories. He learned that Virgil liked to sing on the weekends on open mics and the like. He occasionally even got a paid gig. Soon Virgil said it was time for Logan to go home. “Want me to walk you?” he asked carefully. Logan was brought back from his little bubble and remembered his own preparation and its purpose. “Actually could you walk me to the shop? I got a surprise for you too,” he said. Virgil’s eyes glistened curiously. So Logan led him into the storage room and flipped the switch, turning on the fairy lights he’d installed in the rearranged storage room. “Wow. It’s like a garden in a fairytale… Safe for that desk,” he pointed out. Logan shrugged. “But… You like it?” he verified. Virgil nodded. “I’m kind of impressed. Though one must wonder. Why decorate your storage room like that unless you plan for us to be here for a bit longer?” he pressed. “My parents moved to a different house. My dad can’t do the stairs anymore due to his leg. So. We have quite some privacy here,” Logan elaborated a bit flustered. “Did you bring me here to seduce me?” Virgil teased lowly. Logan blushed. “I suppose that is a word that could be used to describe my intentions,” he admitted. Virgil chuckled. “You suck at seducing,” he informed him before laying a hand to his waist and turning him, walking him back until he was stuck between the desk and Virgil’s body. “But lucky for you, I’m already sold,” he said softly. “Just need to know. Is this…” Logan nodded breathlessly. “I’ve never pursued anyone I had interest in before,” he admitted. Virgil laid his free hand against Logan’s cheek and Logan felt his breath hitch. This was far more nerve wracking than he expected. “Then I’ll be sure to make this memorable,” Virgil promised. And then Virgil was kissing him. It was a surprising sensation. Logan had expected a physical reaction of some sort. But this felt like taking a sip of water and realizing you were in dire need of a drink. Like eating and realizing you are starved for food. Kissing Virgil was filling a need he didn’t realize he’d been neglecting and quickly realized he needed far more off. Virgil had smiled into him at his eagerness. They kissed for a long time before Virgil pulled back. “Gotta save some for the second date… If you want…” Logan had nodded without hesitation. He didn’t mind doing this a second time. It had been exciting and fulfilling and fun. It was well worth the risk. He hadn’t realized, stupidly, that Virgil wasn’t just having fun. And not until months later did he realize that he wanted more than just fun as well. But surely Virgil would grow bored of him soon. He had far more friends than Logan expected. He hadn’t been able to match all the nicknames to faces, but clearly he’d had a big support group back in highschool. And he was handsome and charming and could have anyone he fancied. He’d realize that soon and then it would be over, because he didn’t think that Virgil was really interested in him. Until one night. Their date ended the same as all had. In the storage room. Tonight Virgil was sat on the desk and Logan was taking lead. They’d had a great night and Logan was once again hit with the realization that this would end soon. He was a little more eager because of that. And that was when Virgil stopped him. “Starlight. Hold on. Gotta cool down,” he said. “Why?” Logan had complained craving his… Virgil’s closeness. “Because… Well… I’ve been thinking. And I don’t want to push you. But. Logan, we’ve been doing this for six months and I get if you don’t feel safe being out. But… I would like to at least be able to tell our friends? Me and Ro have gotten a good space now. And I know he would give us the room if we needed it. It would be nice. Don’t you think? Not hiding all the time? Just… I want to be honest with my friends. Princey already has his suspicions and it’s getting so hard to deny it. I’m sure Patton has noticed to. He’s your best friend after all. Would it be okay? If we told them at least?” Logan was confused. “Tell them… What?” he’d asked. Virgil had let out a laugh. But it

hadn’t been right. “You… About us… I mean we’ve been… The past six months we… At least I thought…” That was when Logan finally realized. Virgil all this time had genuinely liked him. “You… You have romantic feelings for me,” he realized out loud. And he knew. He knew how this would sound. He was still stunned when he was violently pushed to the ground and Virgil jumped off the desk to pick up his things. “I’m so stupid! Of course you never… You just… Just like in highschool. All I’m good for is to piss of someone’s parents!” he ranted. Tears in his voice and Logan felt like every word was a knife slicing through something intangible in his core. He suddenly understood people believing in a soul. This felt like Virgil’s words were cutting into his very soul. He was right and wrong and Logan couldn’t bring himself to talk. “Hope it was fun. But I won’t be doing an encore!” Virgil declared before storming out. And then Logan curled up into a ball and cried. He cried until he grabbed his phone and called Patton. He needed his advice. Patton listened to the entire story and was, understandably disappointed. But he also told Logan what he should do to fix it. Virgil deserved to know the whole truth. Logan was too much of a coward to go to Virgil’s apartment though. He didn’t want to run into the roommate Virgil had referred to as BFG among many hero and royalty related nicknames. And occasionally ‘Ro’. Apparently he’d been his best friend since elementary or something and Logan had been too embarrassed to ask who exactly Virgil referred to. He felt he should have noticed who this best friend was back in school considering how much Virgil had noticed about him. One thing was for sure. This roommate was big and strong and protective of Virgil. Logan would be jealous if Virgil hadn’t mentioned he was aroace. Though he never had a right to be jealous in the first place and certainly not now. In any regard, he doubted he’d get past that bodyguard. So like a coward he decided to try and catch Virgil on his gig of that weekend. Hoping to get a moment with him after he got of stage. He was relieve to see Virgil hadn’t called off the gig. But seeing him on that stage, looking tired and angry with the world, that stung. Because he knew he was responsible for that look on his face. And then Roman Bello joined him on the stage. Roman was built like a jock. Remus’ twin brother and only now did Logan realize that he was in fact, the best friend Virgil had mentioned over the past six months. The set consisted almost exclusively out of angry songs about rejection and heartbreak. Virgil apologized for the set and explained he’d had a shitty week and he was making it everyone’s problem. Apparently his audience did not mind. Logan wished he’d come to see any of the sets Virgil had invited him to in the past. He should have come. He’d been such a… A… A dickhead. How had Virgil put up with him so long? He’d had the most patient partner in the world and he’d hurt him. They closed off the set with a song that was literally about a boy who knew a girl was just using him to upset her parents. Roman and Virgil did great. Logan was just constantly consumed by guilt and could not fully appreciate it. After what strangely felt like both an eternity and a second at the same time, Virgil ended the set and got off stage with Roman. Logan hurried over and managed to follow them to the back. “Virgil!” he called out desperate to get his attention. Virgil froze and that was all Roman needed. Logan was slammed against the wall and he instinctively raised his hands in surrender. “Roman!” Virgil called in shock. “You are the reason he’s been like this all week!?” the thespian growled. Logan swallowed and nodded. “Yes… He is right to be upset with me. I just… He deserves to know the whole truth. I’ll leave him alone after that. But I don’t want him to be left with questions. I know him well enough to know that that is bad for his mental wellbeing. I won’t even ask you to leave. You can throw me out the moment you think I am worsening the situation,” he

swore. Roman glared at him for a moment and then let go. He took a step back. “Go ahead.” He growled. Logan slowly turned to look at Virgil. “You have no reason to hear me out. Or to forgive me. But… But I want you to know… It started out the way you think it went. I wanted to rebel. Take a risk while I could still afford them. And you came in and it seemed perfect. I was very singularly focused on what I expected to happen and did not see the signs of your genuine affection for me. I should have. And when you suggested a second date, I agreed despite only planning for that one day initially. I liked being with you. It took me two months to realize what that meant. And not until last week did I realize that you wanted more out of the relationship than I was giving. I thought the arrangement suited you. I was self-centered and did not even try to gage where you stood. I assumed you would grow bored of me and I did not blame you for that. I assumed you and I were on the same page this whole time. I did not think to verify because… I didn’t want to confirm being right. When I realized that you… That this whole time you considered our relationship to be romantic in nature I was… I was overwhelmed. But that is no excuse for how I hurt you. I…” “Shut up and kiss me,” Virgil sobbed. Logan blinked. He’d had more to say, a lot more. He’d been rambling is he was honest but still. But… Virgil wanted him to… “What?” he asked. “You heard the man. I’ll give you the hall,” Roman grumbled, still not a fan of Logan, clearly. Logan was completely shocked. And then he was being hugged. “You are such an idiot. But I know you struggle with the emotional side of things. I was angry because I have some issues I still need to work through myself. I should have given you a chance to explain yourself. But I was not in the headspace to listen,” Virgil explained, tears still flowing. “Logan I I.” Logan pulled back and looked at him. There was a lot of talking to be done. Between the two of them and with their friends and family. But for now. “Shut up and kiss me,” he whispered. Kissing Virgil, was like coming home after a long journey.

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"would l*gan be an equally charming boyfriend without his money?" I highly doubt it, to be honest. And the thing is, his fans can easily just admit that it's a definite part that they like about him, or can at least admit that part of why he's charming/easy-going is because he grew up rich. Even the worries Rory has like trying to make up for her grandparents paying her tuition because she's so used to seeing their money come at a price are things Logan never experiences on the show, and it's definitely obvious. If he didn't have any of his family's money to try to buy her out when she was freezing him out, it would just look as badly as Dean did when he kept following her around and not leaving her alone at all. And like, if part of why you like him is his money then ok! You can freely continue to like him! Just maybe stop pretending like you're somehow morally superior for preferring him to Jess when every time they claim as such, I can find at least one other ship of theirs that is 10x more fucked up than Jess/Rory is.

Exactly. L*gan is charming, he definitely is but a huge part of that is his daddy's money. And like you mentioned, he does not feel indebted to his family for spending the money in which ever way he likes, which is why I absolutely hate it when he/and R*gan fans try to point out that Rory is no different because she is. Because she feels that emotional strings that come attached with it, and she wants to pay all of the money back.

And its not just the fans, Rory herself found him charming because of the day she spent with him at the Life and Death Brigade event which she covered for her story. The whole event reeks of money and all the fun you can have with that level of privilege. Not just this, L*gan crashing into her class for a prank and breaking into the dining hall late at night so that they can eat ice-cream, all of that is charming because he is rich and has connections. AND THAT'S OKAY. That's a huge part of his character and by extension his potential as a boyfriend. He can afford to leave everything behind, act impulsive, sweep her off her feet by surprise visits and grand proposal, valentine getaway, give expensive diamonds because of that money.

But what pisses me off is that if Jess or even Dean for that matter would pull something like this, they'd be labelled as creeps like you said. Infact it does happen, there are fans who hold it against Jess that he didn't graduate high school, when its canon that L*gan was kicked out of MULTIPLE private schools but he still got to go to Yale. And he took longer to graduate cause he was gallivanting around the world when he should have been studying. Same with Rory's bracelet, he took it without knowing it was a gift and only because he wanted a piece of her with him, but my god fans act like he committed some crime, when L*gan does a similar thing at Emily and Richard's but hey he is just having fun!

Bottom line is its hilarious when fans claim that his money and social status is not a part of his charm when that was the exact reason he was introduced in the show