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🏹 The Archer (LS2)

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♥ pairing: Logan Sargeant x Reader

♥ synopsis: The aftermath.

♥ a/n: Im so upset. Im broken. This is my grieving process

Combat, I'm ready for combat,

The pre-race ritual has always been the same for Logan and you. In front of the mirror, your hands slipping around his toned midriff, nails tracing the evidence of gym sessions beneath his race suit, his helmet on its stand, air at a standstill, as his head falls back onto your shoulder with a shaky exhale.

He knew it, and you knew it.

Zandvoort was the last one, and even though no one knew that for certain, and Vowles hadn't called the meeting, hadn’t thrown down the gavel on the blonde’s dream, you both knew it and it sat in your stomachs like a weight.

He picks his head back up, and turns to face you, planting a small kiss on your nose, and you do the same.

His nose is awfully cold, but you watch him slip the helmet on, and pray that it warms him through.

I say I don't want that, but what if I do?

Watching him spin out was like the nail in the coffin.

Watching orange tongues lap at the rear of his car was enough to drive you to a Hamlet-like state; to jump in his grave, pull the casket lid wide, and scream to the onlookers your love. 

When he’s back from medical, he looks at you, a silent acceptance of the end of his career quite literally going up in flames. He runs over, head buried in your chest as silent sobs wrack through his trembling frame. “Logan…” you mutter into his hair, about to ask what he thought would happen to his seat.

“I don’t even want it anymore…” he cries

“But, what if you do?”

'Cause cruelty wins in the movies,

He was told he was out 2 days before they announced it. The young Argentinian with his head hung low in the meeting room, unable to look at Logan. The cold fist of Vowles telling him what he’d been expecting, but the thought of him ruining this young boy’s career filled him with rage. 

How dare he do this again. How dare he do this to another bright star, to ignite his explosion all too short of a supernova. 

I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you

You try to get him to stop for a moment, but he’s sat furiously typing. He has to get it all out, he says. Too many thoughts, he says. He types and types as you hold him. Every frustration, every late upgrade, every lost nugget of feedback, every false promise, the results of which spilled into the American’s notes app like he was a teenage girl, feeling her heartbreak through lines of shower thoughts and ill-placed rhymes.

When he finished, he exhaled, and looked at you, with a weak smile, and hit delete on the note. 

Easy they come, easy they go

You two don’t stay in the UK long. The boxes are full the day it’s announced and the flights to Florida only a few days after. 

“Home” he had begged on that night, “If the track can’t be, I want to make home with you”

And you agreed, you packed up your life in England alongside him, the helmets and trophies of past delegated to a manila coloured box labelled “FRAGILE: HANDLE WITH CARE”

They would stay there.

For a while, at least.

I jump from the train, I ride off alone

The last thing he does is visit Oscar. Or at least, he tries to. His rosy knuckles tap on the Australian’s door one last time before he realises Oscar is not answering, despite the party going on inside the house. He is far too busy living their dream to remember to answer to the door to a boy delegated to a photograph on his mother’s refrigerator. 

I never grew up, it's getting so old, Help me hold onto you

It’s like he’s 11 again, in his parent’s living room, watching ‘Top Gun’, and eating popcorn. No one has bought it up. Not you, not his parents, not Dalton, it hangs in the air like the wheel had clung to his car by a wire’s length. Instead, you all ignore it for the simple pleasure of family. You laugh as he throws popcorn at his brother like they’re children. And you smile to yourself.

He never got to be a kid, really so why not hold onto that freedom now?

I've been the archer

He’d been the winner

I've been the prey

He was the prey

Who could ever leave me, darling?

You could never leave him, darling.

But who could stay?

Home always stayed.

how did you get into writing???

i used to write preferences and imagines for guys from IT chapter 1 when i was like 13. Dunno why, just felt like it! Then i got into lots and lots of different fandom annddddd im a professional daydreamer so i was like why not write down

and that’s kinda how i got here! I have another blog here on tumblr where i used to write Harry Potter and anime stuff and then on Wattpad i used to write for Stranger Things, IT and all that stuff

The list of fandoms I’m in is definitely still going strong! However, if you really only mean writing, for me it was actually just making scenarios in my head and then writing it down, having a crush on several actors and characters and just famous guys (max verstappen🤧) and probs boredom! That’s it

I also get inspired by songs very very often

Sooo ,, music + character or person + scenarios = my writing lol

JUST GOT THE MOST HEARTBREAKING REQUEST EVER GUYS YALL INNNNN FOR SOMETHING WOOHHOOOOO

how does it feel to be my new fave tumblr blog bae?

naurrr I’m giggling tf🙏🙏 guys anon makes me blush i‘d do anything for this person

GUYS SEE, WE‘RE MARRIED

QUEEN OF TUMBLR IS BACK

I MISSED U ANGEL 😞😞😞🩷🩷🩷 time to binge all my wife’s fics since I’ve been gone from tumblr aaaaa

IDK HOW I MISSED THIS ASK IM SO SORRY

BUT I GOT SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THIS I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU💘💘💘

my boys

I MISSED U ANGEL 😞😞😞🩷🩷🩷 time to binge all my wife’s fics since I’ve been gone from tumblr aaaaa

IDK HOW I MISSED THIS ASK IM SO SORRY

BUT I GOT SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THIS I LOVE YOUUUUUUUU💘💘💘

what's your favorite song currently?

TAL VEZ - PAULO LONDRA GRRRRRR I LOVE IT

hi mel my love! i hope you are feeling better, feel free to message me if you ever need someone to talk :) love u

Gigi my heart🥹🥹 im gonna cry actually you’re an angel

Thank you and love u so so much

needed this🥹🤍

OKAY SINCE U NEED ANGST MAYBE DRIVERS CHEATING? TEXT OR BLURBS WHATEVER YOU WANT I LOVE EVERYTHING YOU DO

BABY LOOK AT THIS!!!!

(that ask was sent on the 3rd of November I’m so incredibly late lol sorry)