Please post the transparent Logan fic! Logan sad fics just hit different
Somehow he didn't even see when it started, which was ironic. It's just that bit by bit he was becoming transparent.
At first logan didn't do anything bc he thought that it was tricks of his mind, then because it didn't affect him physically and in the end because he figured out why it did happen so he just let it spread.
Now that he thinks back then first time he saw his feets looking funny was right after oscar accidentally left him on read. He apologised after saying that he was sleepy and forgot but it still had the effect.
Right now Logan is transparent all the way up to his chest, broken light going through him, thankfully in places that still can be covered by clothes.
It never was something big, just someone from the grid excluding him from conversation or alex ignoring his rambling. Sometimes if something truly big happens like everyone interacting with him on miami gp or oscar posting a story together nothingness goes back a bit. Logan determined that different people caused different amounts of his skin to disappear or come back.
By far most effect had oscar, alex and George.
Unluckily for logan two of those guys were on different teams and always busy so effect was even more (in) visible in his case.
Last bit happened in the car no matter how strangely it sounds. Maybe it happened because it was his race engineer, someone who should be solely focused on logan and still he maneged to forget to warn him about things that happened ahead on the road.
Whole thing makes him dnf in the end after collision with, by looks of it, Riccardo. When he gets out of the car he somehow already knows that there is nothing under the helmet for people to see, nothing for him to see too.
When he changes from the race suit in his room new clothes cannot be seen either, like any trace of him is gone. Logan can hear his own voice but pretty sure noone outside can.
He just asepted whole thing without second thought, it wasn't that much different from how he felt most of the times too. Now he won't be able to reach out first to create some illusion of people being interested in him but maybe it's also for the best.
After some time curiosity gets better of Logan and he checks something that he couldn't stop thinking about from the start of whole affair.
At least his blood is still red and visible when it hits the sink.
A snippet of a fic that you probably won't read bc whole thing gonna be in Ukrainian but
Whole idea is soulmate au where if you touch a skin of your partner in places where you have birth marks/scars/wrinkles there may be a mark. It disappears after a bit if you don't touch same spot again
For the next twenty minutes they just eat silently except for offers to share their own food with the other. Logan thinks that his big mac is better than Oscar's nuggets anyway.
At some point logan notices a small bit of grass stuck to his cheek and without any thought just picks it up, showing bit of the grass between his fingers when oscar looks at him questionably
He doesn't think about this action any longer unit few minutes later when his eyes fall back on Oscar's face and it causes him to laugh
"What is it?"
Before answering Logan just points on his cheek smile on his own face unimaginably wide.
"Right here, you have" and now he copies Oscar's actions from last time this happened, showing fingers of his other hand to his own cheek "a star!"
His voice is quiet, like he's sharing a secret but still full of laughter. And because of that oscar doesn't notice his own smile until he opens his mouth to answer. His words are also full of joy even if he is not sure why.
"Really? What's it like?" This makes logan stop and think for a second, getting his hand away from oscars face to have a better look at it "it's small, maybe even smaller than my birth mark. But it's same type of brown! So if you don't look closely than it almost looks like it should be there! It can be your thing - star shaped birthmark, and everyone gonna ask if you were born with it" and again, laughter in his words and eyes that don't leave Oscar's face even though he's not sure what's more logan can look at there.
Oscar tries not to think about how for this idea of logans he would need to constantly touch Oscar's face. That he would always be near oscar for that.
And now he just hopes that Logan is too focused on the start enough to miss how pink his cheekbones are becoming
Hi bestie, hope you are doing fine. <3 you are one of my favorites here btw, just wanted to let you know this before continuing. <3
About the last thing you posted, I wanted to write you something because you said you hope at least one person writes to you.
I, myself, usually write out of necessity, I have to write only because of my degree, and loscar being my favorites, are always the characters I use to work with words. The concept is usually similar. I have some kind of a fixation I can't get rid of. Maybe I'm not satisfied with something? I don't know.
For some reason, whenever I write about them, one of them is not present and sometimes it's vague whats the reason behind it. In addition, another frequently used symbol in my writings is usually some kind of a garden that comes with them. A kind of symbolism for their love or their absence. An overgrown garden is usually used to symbolize the absence of one of 'em, and a beautiful lush garden reflecting the light in a beautiful way is usually a symbol of their good, or better days when they were together, in love, and happy.
You can use all the above and some kind of a supernatural or paranormal thing. Make one of the characters into a ghost or maybe let it be realistic and make one of them solely an idea that the other one has in mind. A product of their imagination or madness.
I didn't have any idea, and I thought maybe writing this to you; gives you some kind of a picture? Even if at last you don't like it and forget about it, at least, I've tried. I'm not really good with giving ideas or words, so an imagery was all I could give. Hope it helps one way or another. :>
With love, a friend. <3
Omg first of all skndkskdkslskfk thank you soooo much for this ask!!!! I'm very honoured to be one of your favourites (｡•̀ᴗ-)♡
Second of all i really like your idea so here something that my brain generated when i read it, hope you like it :p it won't be finished or anything but still something
It always was there, as long as he could remember there was a door that lead to a garden. It wasn't magical itself (at leat it didn't show anything to logan) but it's just always appeared behind any door if he thought about it enough. Garden was beautiful but always only for him to see, logan could never find it when he wasn't alone. The incident when he was six and tried to show it to Dalton but without any luck for twenty minutes before giving up and being teased about "imaginary garden" was enough.
One of the first times Logan gone there he broken a few branches and stomped few flowers, it wasn't out of cruelty but more of childish need to destroy sometimes. But after that only thing he was answered with was quiet gust of wind that made plants sing. It shouldn't have gotten any reaction from him probably but still, Logan was momentarily flooded with shame because of his actions, a gentle voice in his head reminding him to treat everyone around with kindness while broken wood shined under the sun as to remind him of what he did. Logan flew out of the door right after and didn't try to summon garden back for a few weeks.
Afterwards he got into a habit of helping the garden any time he visited, maybe picking up few leafs or watering flowers with hose that always was somewhere around. Besides that he just hang out there as before, sometimes running wild or just napping under trees.
Time was moving the same for outside world and here so for most part Logan only had bit's and pieces of time to spend there before his family would start to worry.
As his life progressed there always were three constants - racing, garden and oscar.
After moving to Europe it was pretty nice mix to keep him grounded, a passion of his life, a place ha can feel at home that will always be there for him, and only person that would be his friend no matter what distance is between them.
Meeting oscar probably one of the best parts of moving, part of the reason not to give up. Their friendship wasn't one to fall apart from distance of being in different series (tested in Logan's first year in f3) and by the time they got to f1 the bond is stronger than ever.
It makes Logan wish sometimes to show his garden to oscar but at that point garden became his place of solitude, his always sunny runaway spot. Even if he knew he wasn't there alone, Logan saw that sometimes pots were moved around or leafs that he put off cleaning weren't there when he came back. Maybe it's garden being actually magical, maybe someone actually come there but they never bothered him so he figured thay couldn't be too bad.
So he continued opening closest door whenever things became too much and sticking close to oscar, two simple truths of his life.
Until one day after oscar being so sweet to him and logan wanting to repay to that he broke his promise of not breaking anything in the garden. Well technically he didn't break, just carefully cut off a few flowers that he doesn't remember planting, to make a small bouquet for oscar. But it was fine wasn't it? He always could just put some new there and it's not like there was someone to mind.
Or so logan thought before he saw frown settle onto Oscar's face just few minutes after he received flowers, his initial smile melting away longer he looked at bouquet. This reaction made Logan anxiously ask if everything was alright but he was quickly reassured that nothing is wrong and oscar even going as far as to kiss him on a cheek, leaving him dizzy while oscar retreated back to McLaren.
Logan tried not to think too much of this interaction because he's pretty sure it would just drive him mad. So he hides this memory in furthest corners of his mind till he gets back to garden hoping to water some greenery and maybe even plant a flower that he was eyeing for a while.
It all came to halt when he was walking past flower bed that contained flowers that he cut off before. There was a McLaren cap hanging on one of the strongest stems that were left there as a result of his bouquet preparations. When he picked it up there was a little note with "these were mine >:(" that in pairing with cap left no room to imagine who other person in the garden was
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And wasn't it always Oscar? The one to bring him comfort and familiarity in a paddock full of distant people and judging eyes, the one to stop Logan from feeling like a fool for his strange accent, soothing him by having even a stranger one on his own
Or story of Logan's and Oscar's careers
My first fic in English and it's just 11k words of pure fluff (minus one scene in Australia) that i bring to you in this tiering times
Any kudos are comments would be greatly appreciated!!!!
I would love to hear more about Brocedes parenting Logan
This was actually me redoing fic that i didn't like but i already posted it here in points(?) It's not a full work obviously but it have all my thoughts in it!!
