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[lucy90712]

Marc Marquez- Sleepless nights

When Marc and I decided to start trying for a baby I knew that when the baby arrived it would be hard but I had no idea it would be this difficult. If I'd have known exactly what I was getting myself into I probably would have waited a few more years until Marc could be around more as thats whats been making all of my problems worse. For the first few months Marc was around because he wasn't racing which was a life saver as it meant that we could take it in turns getting up at night or he could join me to keep me company. However now that Marc is back training and racing I've been on my own a lot more which is proving to be very difficult.

The past few weeks Marc has been away a lot as there has been back to back races and this weekend that continues with yet another race which has made Marc leave me with a 3 month old yet again. I understand why he has to be gone and I know that this is what I signed up for but with him being gone for so many weekends running I'm starting to really feel the affects of having pretty much no sleep. This weekend has been extra bad as I'm sure the baby can sense that I'm running out of energy and has been extra fussy all week which means she's been up for a lot longer than normal each evening and wakes up a lot more during the night. I know Marc feels bad about leaving me as he calls every evening to check in and will stay up as long as he can with me but its no substitute for actually having him here to help.

Luckily today should be the last day I have to live without Marc as after the race is over today he promised he would come home as soon as possible and as he's only in Italy he should be home before the end of the night. Usually on a race weekend I make an effort to get up early and watch everything but today there was no need to get up early as I was already awake after not getting a minute of sleep. Eventually when I noticed that the clock said that it was 9am I collected the baby from her crib and headed downstairs where I already have everything I could need set up from many days of doing this routine. I turned on the tv in hopes that it would calm the screaming baby in my arms but if anything it did the opposite she just got more and more upset and there was nothing I could do as I had already tried everything possible to calm her down. Although people tell you that sometimes there is nothing you can do for your baby and you just have to let them cry but to me that just feels so wrong and I can't bare to do it so I always try my best to do anything I can think of to even just make the crying quiet down a little bit.

Despite my best efforts there was nothing I could do to make the situation better but the best solution I came up with was to walk around rocking the baby in my arms in hopes that she may fall asleep eventually. We walked back and forth behind the sofa so that I could still watch all the sessions and see Marc during warm up which helped me not go completely crazy with the noise and the repetitiveness of just walking up and down the living room. While watching the tv and seeing all those people there watching it made me miss actually going to races as I haven't been to a race in ages as not only has Marc been in and out of racing over the last few years but I also didn't go towards the end of my pregnancy as it was just easier not to. Marc and I also made a decision not to take the baby to a race until she was a bit older and could sleep through the night as we didn't want to have to deal with what I'm dealing with now and thats just being incredibly tired. So as much as its hard to just watch the races on the tv I know its for the best and eventually I will be able to go and it will be even better as it will be a whole family adventure.

Marc always likes to FaceTime me before the race and this weekend was no different which meant my phone started ringing while I was at the other end of the living room which meant having to walk fast while also trying not to disturb the baby in order to get to it in time. Since I only have so many hands I had to sit down with my phone which of course the baby didn't like so poor Marc was just greeted by screaming instead of a nice hello like normal. We tried to have a conversation but we just couldn't hear each other over the crying so I chose to put the baby down for a few minutes just to talk to Marc and get him focused for the race.

"How long has she been like that?" He asked

"Since yesterday afternoon I think she just misses you" I replied

"Have you had any sleep love?" He asked

"No but I'm fine don't worry about me you need to think about the race" I said

"But I do worry about you love you need sleep and I can see in your eyes that you're not fine" he said

"Ok I'm a bit tired but other than that I promise we are both all ok" I said giving in slightly as I knew he wouldn't give up until I said what was wrong

"I have to go now love but I promise I'll be home as soon as possible" he said before ending the call

With that I was on my own again so I went back to pick up the baby and got back to walking around only this time I didn't go quite as far so I could always have my eyes on the tv. It was so hard not to react too much to the race as usually I get nervous and have to use my hands to cover my eyes at times but I can't do that right now so I have to actually watch all of it even the super close overtakes. Watching Marc will never not be stressful to me, I can remember the first race I watched I don't think I actually saw most of it because I just couldn't bare to watch anyone overtake or get too close to each other. Over time I have gotten better and can watch most of the race but the start and any close overtakes I still prefer not to watch as I never want to see Marc crash as it scares me more and more each time especially after the events of the last few years. This race however wasn't too bad it was eventful but Marc managed to stay out of harms way and finish 5th which I know he won't be too happy with but I thought it was really good all things considered.

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After the race finished I looked at the clock what felt like every few minutes counting down the time until Marc would be home because I was needing him more than ever especially when my eyes started to get heavy and keeping them open was becoming more and more difficult. Marc had told me that he would be able to be home around 6 but when the clock read 7:30 I was beginning to wonder if he would make it at all. Just as I was about to get ready for another night of no sleep the front door opened and Marc came in with all of his stuff which he quickly dropped by the door and ran over to me. Right away he took the baby out of my arm and gave me a quick kiss before he started rocking her like I had been doing all day only this time it actually made her calm down a little which I saw coming from a mile away. I could tell that the reason there was so much crying was because our little girl missed Marc because as much as I can do what he normally would when here I know its not the same and that my voice just doesn't sound the same. It hurt a little but knowing that after my efforts all day and all weekend really all it took was Marc being home to fix the problem but I already kind of knew that would be the way so I tried not to let it get to me as I know it has nothing to do with my parenting abilities.

As the crying slowly got quieter I breathed a sigh of relief as finally my ears were relived of constant noise and I knew that the baby was ok now her dad was home. Watching Marc holding the baby in his arms just melted my heart just like it does every time but this time I really felt like crying seeing him with our daughter as it has just been so long since we have had these moments. Eventually Marc got her off to sleep and laid her down in the little bassinet we have downstairs for during the day before coming to join me on the sofa. His arms slid around my waist as he sat down and with his grip on me he pulled me onto his lap which allowed us to snuggle up even closer. Being so exhausted I wanted to just fall asleep right then and there but I also wanted to spend some time with Marc as I haven't seen him in so long so I made myself stay awake at least for a bit longer.

"I'm so glad you're home" I said

"I'm so glad to be home I've missed you both so much and I know you've been struggling on your own so its good to be back to help you out" he said

"Yeah its been rough especially this weekend I swear she can sense that you were due home and all she wanted was for you to be here I just wasn't good enough anymore" I laughed

"She gets her brain from you then" he joked

We talked for a bit longer catching up properly on what we have been doing while away from each other until Marc moved me off his lap and got up heading in the direction of the kitchen. The fact that he hadn't said anything confused me so I followed him wondering what he was doing but he when I went into the kitchen all became clear as he was getting things out the cupboards to make dinner. Usually when we are both home we cook together but when I tried to help Marc stopped me and told me to relax instead so I sat on the counter out the way and just watched him cook. It didn't take him long to make dinner so I got the plates out before he could protest so that I could be at least a bit useful but I chose not to set up the table as I knew neither of us would want to sit and have a formal dinner after the long days we've both had.

Once we had finished eating Marc did the dishes and then started cleaning the house which I had been meaning to do for days but just haven't been able to as I have barely had a minute free. Since having a baby our house becomes a mess a lot quicker than it did before but this weekend the place looks like someone ran through it and threw everything on the floor. I'm not even quite sure how it happened but I've just been so focused on trying to settle the baby that clearly I've just put things down wherever. I tried to help Marc as it was me who made the mess but as soon as I grabbed hold of one thing the crying started up again so I had to go and see to the baby. This time the crying wasn't just for no reason so I managed to feed her and quiet her down until she went back to sleep which was such a relief after the weekend I've had. By the time I was done Marc had already cleaned everything and was waiting for me so that we could go to bed.

Bringing the baby upstairs woke her up like it does everyday but today Marc took her off me and told me to go shower and get into bed while he put her back to sleep. I haven't been able to shower for the past few days which I know is gross but I just couldn't put the baby down for more than a minute so there was no chance for me to shower. Feeling the warm water on my skin once I got in the shower felt so nice it was almost like I was washing away the stress of the weekend. My time in the shower is usually about the only time I get to myself so after not getting that for the last few days I really took advantage of it and got to just think about random things and process the last few days. I didn't spend too long in the shower as I didn't want to leave Marc for ages because even though I've been on my own these past few weeks it's not his fault and we should really be doing this together not just purposely leaving each other to do things on their own.

When I was ready I waited for Marc in bed while watching him on the baby monitor that is on my bedside table. It was really sweet to see him sat in the chair we have in the nursery whispering sweet things to our daughter while rocking her. Marc is the best dad and has been from the second our little one was born which is why I love to watch him interact and take care of her because it just fills my heart with so much joy. He is always so patient and can sit for hours just holding her even when she's crying which I admire a lot as the crying just goes right through me so I struggle to listen to it for too long but he can almost ignore it and just wait until it stops. Eventually once he knew the baby was definitely asleep he kissed her head and laid her down in the cot before quietly leaving to come and join me.

Although I've missed Marc so much while he's been gone and would to spend time with him I'm also completely exhausted so as soon as he got into bed I cuddled up to him and closed my eyes hoping to try and get some sleep before the baby wakes up again. Marc clearly knew what I was doing as he just allowed me to cuddle up to him and stroked my hair which always helps me get to sleep. I felt bad that I wasn't staying up for a bit longer after not being together in so long but I know that we can spend more time together when I'm less exhausted and I know I'll enjoy it more when my eyes aren't  almost closed.

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Just like always I was awoken in the middle of the night by the sound of crying coming through the baby monitor which is right next to my ear so that I can definitely hear it. As I woke up I looked at the clock and it was just 1:37 which meant I had been asleep for 3 hours which to be fair was better than the past few days but still not great. Even though I really didn't want to I rolled out of bed only to be gently pushed back into bed by someone who I assumed was Marc but I couldn't be 100% sure as my eyes were still closed but either way I happily got back into bed and laid there just listening to the crying. I was expecting the noise to stop after a while when Marc got in there and took care of whatever was wrong but it never did the crying just continued. Part of me was hoping it would stop any second but when I heard the bedroom door open again I knew it wouldn't.

"I'm so sorry love but she needs feeding and there isn't any milk in the fridge" Marc whispered

"Its ok I know there isn't any milk I haven't had the time to pump I'll get up in just one second" I said

"Let me help you up" he said

He stuck to his word and came over to my side of the bed grabbing hold of my hands and pulling me up gently. He kept hold of my hand as we walked to the nursery together and only let go to grab the baby from her cot so he could hand her to me. Despite it being so early I still had a smile on my face because Marc was being so sweet with trying to do as much as he possibly could just so I could relax even though I know he's tired too. Of course once I had the baby in my arms there wasn't much he could do but he still sat on the floor beside the chair and talked with me the whole time we were sat down. I say we talked but it was more him just talking at me while I listened but nonetheless it was sweet of him to just sit there and keep me company.

Once I was done feeding the baby I had to rock her back to sleep which involved me getting up from the chair but once again Marc was right there with me. He put his arms around my waist and together we swayed side to side in the rhythm that the baby seems to like the most. We then both began to sing a lullaby together which I don't think we have ever done before but it seemed to just cross our minds at the same time and so we ended up quietly singing together. Neither of us are particularly great singers but I don't think we sounded too bad but that could be the sleep deprivation tricking me. Whether we were actually any good or not it seemed to be good enough for the baby as she fell asleep quite quickly and so I put her down and Marc and I slowly backed out of the room as not to wake her again.

Overnight we were awoken many more times but Marc was the one who got up most of the time as when we first got back into bed he told me that he would take care of things so I could sleep. Of course I had to feed the baby a few times but after the first time Marc brought her to me so I could just stay in bed and feed her which was great as it meant I fell asleep again quicker. By the time it was actually morning I was feeling super energised as I had slept for probably 7 hours which is a complete miracle as I think the most sleep I've gotten in one night since the baby is 4 so I felt great. Poor Marc looked incredibly tired when we got up as he was the one that had been up most of the night so I tried to let him sleep a bit longer but he refused to let me and got up anyway. While we made breakfast we decided to come up with a schedule to help both of us sleep which ended up with us alternating getting up so that we each got some sleep each night which seemed fair. Sleepless nights are bound to be part of our lives for many more months to come but at least we have each other to share the struggles with.

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[marquez-junky8920]

Hi, how are you? I hope you're good. Can I request a fluff 11 with Fabio Quartararo? I was thinking about him crying after FP2 in Qatar and y/n comfort him and he feels better. Moreover, I was thinking that he always talks about his family; so , I was thinking that he could say that when he says family, y/n is part of it. Thank you in advance

Author's Note: Please bear with me because 1) I don't remember exactly why Fabio was crying after FP2 since this was requested SO long ago, so I had to kinda make up a scenario and 2) I am coming out of the deepest, darkest depths of writers block ✨hell✨ so I apologize if this isn't my best writing. I hope you like it anyway! ❤️

Be My Strength

Terrible results. Terrible results when Fabio's hopes had been so incredibly high for the first race of the year. The pre-season trainings had gone so well and then something seemed to flip with this second free practice session where nothing seemed to be going his way. You knew that he wouldn't ever give up until he got the results he wanted because that's the way that Fabio has always been, but you also knew by his body language coming back into the pit lane that you were going to have to be his rock right now. 

After the session was over, he begrudingly made his way back to the garage and swung himself off of his bike like he always does, but his walk back to his chair to talk to his mechanics was less than engaging. He was visibly upset. You couldn't really hear what he was talking to them about, but from his facial expressions and his hand motions, you could tell that he was about to start chewing somebody out for the shit product that Yamaha continued to give him after he had so much success with it. 

The conversation finally died down and he tossed his helmet onto the ground before walking out of the garage and making his way to his trailer. He made sure to make eye contact with you before he walked out of the garage, almost on a silent plea to be strong for him right now because he was about to break. You followed closely behind him to the trailer and shut the door behind you when you got in. 

Fabio had his hands braced on the counter and his head hung low. You walked up to him and gave a soft touch to his arm before he looked up at you, his eyes soaking wet with fresh tears. The pleading look in his eyes shattered your heart. 

"I don't understand what's going on. I don't understand why I can't get this to work when I had such success with it just recently. I don't understand any of it." He rambled, wrapping his arms around you as you hugged him and let him cry. 

"I know... I know honey, but you have to allow yourself to feel these bad moments so that you learn from them, gain the experience, and then grow even more than you already have. I promise this won't last forever. This will pass and you can get through this." 

He pulled his head from the crook of your neck and looked at you, tears still streaming down his face as his lip still quivered slightly. 

"Thank you... I really don't know what I would do without you. You know, my team is sometimes all I have when I'm travelling to all of these different places and you or my family can't make it. But when you're here, everything seems so much less overwhelming. So much less..." 

"Loud?" 

"Yes! Exactly. Every time I see you when I get back to the garage or when I see you cheering me on when I make it to the podium, my heart wants to jump out of my chest because I am so happy. You make me so happy. And you've always felt like home. Always." 

You smiled softly up at him, holding back tears so that you didn't make this a whole crying fest. 

"I love you, Fabio. I'll always be here for you, no matter what." 

You kissed his lips softly before pulling back to look at him. He smiled a little bit. 

"I can see the tears in your eyes. Don't lie to yourself." 

"Shut up!" You smacked his chest playfully before wiping at your eyes. You looked back at him and just stared in silence for a moment. 

"What do you say we go get some food from the lounge, come back here, crack a few beers and watch a movie before bed, hm?" You pecked his lips once. 

"You know me too well, don't you?" He smirked before pulling away and going to the bedroom to change out of his leathers. 

"Of course I do. I'm wifey material babe." You smacked his ass as he walked away. 

"Damn straight you are." 

END

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[cheriladycl01]

I'm not scared! Colby Brock x MotoGPDriver! Reader Part 2

Plot: You made a tweet about Sam and Colby and were in a podcast and they brought up Sam and Colby where you talked about the paranormal and how it doesn't really scare you because you drive motorcycles at over 200mph.

"Sam?" you ask seeing the blonde man behind you.

"Hey!" he exclaims coming forward and pulling you into a hug. You stood there in shock that you were actually meeting these boys and that they were coming to watch you race.

"Hey!" Another voice says from behind Sam, he was taller with dark hair and you knew it was Colby.

"Hey, Colby?" you ask looking over him and he nods.

"Can we post some pictures off us all together?" Sam asks seeing as you guys were all at the airport.

"Yeah sure! I'll drive you guys to the hotel then yeah?" you ask looking over them. You all take a selfie, you stood in the middle of the two of them with a big smile on your face. After taking some more photos you take a rucksack from what was at Sam's feet and he tried to protest but upon seeing how easily you picked up the heavy equipment filled back he let you help out.

"Are you guys doing any filming while you are here, or is this strictly vacationing?" you ask looking over at them while you all clamber into the lift.

"We haven't planned on doing any big filming, just TikTok's at the race and stuff! We want to come back here though as there's so many more places..." Colbly answers glancing over at you.

"Okay, well let's get you guys set up in the hotel and then my treat and I'll take you both out for food" you grin and they both nod eagerly.

You take them to the carpark and they look around trying to find out which car is yours.

As you start to walk all the way towards the back Colby starts to complain as to why you'd park so far away when there's so many available spaces towards the front.

When they walk up to your New Model Ferrari, your question is answered.

"Holy shit, that's a nice car!" Sam exclaims looking over it, not evening daring to touch it. You whip the key out your pocket opening the boot where you strategically place their bags. One of them would have to have a bag or two in the second back seat because of the sport aspect to the car.

"I really should have brought the Audi" you sigh, looking at the bags in the back before you slowly close the boot. Sam and Colby sharing a look with each other.

"I call Shot Gun!" Sam cries going to the front driver's side door.

"You aren't driving my car, Sam!" you giggle knowing he hasn't realized where he's stood.

"Right, yeah I forgot we're in the UK" Sam laughs but see's Colby getting in the passenger side door.

"Snooze you loose buddy!" he exclaims making you laugh.

The drive to the hotel wasn't too long, you guys spoke about anything that came up in conversation. It was all so natural as if you'd known them for years and you felt so comfortable in their presence.

You helped them into their hotel room, while Colby made a little video to put on his Instagram story.

"Hey guys, it's Colby. I'm of course here with Sam and we're here in England again" he shows the camera the outside of the hotel that was in the Hilton on the edge of the Silverstone Race Track. "But we have a very special guest that we are being shown round by today. Y/N Y/L/N!" he says panning the camera to you and showing them you.

"Hey!" you grin before Colby switches the camera back on him and Sam.

"We're going to go live here later, so go comment under my latest twitter post all the questions you guys want to ask and we'll answer any questions you guys have an discuss what is up and coming for the three of us!" he grins before ending it with a little peace out sign.

"That gives us time to discuss over dinner yeah?" Sam asks and you nod.

You guys all head on a train into London to get some food from the city rather than staying around Silverstone.

"So, have you guys thought of any locations you want to investigate?" you ask, knowing there was definitely some in the UK that they hadn't done here in the UK, but you travelled round so much that you were pretty much willing to go anywhere.

"We were thinking of going back to Australia, we did it at the start of the year and we got some really interesting footage while we were there" Sam offers.

"I don't think we've done enough in the UK either, there's some great places in Wales, and Scotland we haven't done too!" Colby suggests, he loved when they visit here, it always had some of the best energy whenever they came here.

"Yeah I feel like you guys don't want to rinse America of its haunted spots, so either of those would be cool! There's so many like haunted places worldwide, I guess it's just an issue of asking permission of whether or not you can get to view it like solo and be able to have the place to yourself!" you admit, understanding why they probably hadn't done the Paris Catacombs or Bangarth Fort in India or Proveglia Island in Italy.

"Well, it's up to you maybe we can ask what the fans think tonight. We have time, I cant imagine Y/N will be free for filming for a while anyway right?" Colby asks, again. He was fully aware of your driving schedule but he knew it was a lot of exhausting travel.

After lots of talking and getting to know them you all went back to the hotel, you set up Colby's phone in their room and started and insta live while you and Sam had the Tweet up that Colby posted earlier in the replies.

"Hey guys!" Colby smiles as he watches fans flood into the chat already starting to ask questions in the chat.

"Okay guys, we'll only be answering questions from the tweet we sent out on the shared account earlier okay?" Sam laughs seeing people asking who you were and what you were doing there.

You were laughing when you saw fans asking if you were Colby's new girlfriend. They were the ones that were obviously Sam and Colby fans and didn't venture into motorsport.

There was others in the live defending you, trying to explain who you were.

"Y/N you wanna introduce yourself?" Sam asks seeing the majority of comments be asking who you were and what you were doing with the boys.

"Okay, so for the Sam and Colby fans I'm a MotoGP driver, so I drive motorbikes around race tracks all over the world, really really quickly! I made a silly drunk tweet saying I wouldn't be scared to collab with these two and here we are!" you grin, as people start flooding the comments.

"Yes, guys she is very fast! We'll be cheering for her at Silverstone!" Sam says looking at the more comments flooding in.

"Okay guys, we are moving onto your twitter questions now. No more answering from here!"

"Okay the first one I found is, is Y/N good at what she does?" Sam says before raising and eyebrow.

"Well, Sam and Colby haven't watched me yet. But you can see all of my races of YouTube!" you smile politely.

"She's a better driver than the both of us, I'll give her that!" Colby exclaims looking at him phone seeing the emoji spam.

"Where are you thinking of investigating next and will it be with Y/N?" you read out, scrolling through the twitter thread trying to find good ones.

"Next one coming out wont be Y/N because we haven't even filmed with her yet, and I think we might be filming with one other person before her depending on schedules. so maybe Y/N can be a hell week guest if the timings right? But... again not sure if we'll want to do something with her before then, incase that's too much for her to ...yano handle!" Colby explains while smirking as you turn to hit him in shock.

"I would be fine on hell week! I'll smash anything, any challenge let me rephrase that you give me and I will do it!" you grin.

"Mmmmm, we'll see!" Sam teases.

"I mean, while we are here in the UK, would you have time to do something. We've got some contacts we could whip something up?" Colby asks reading the instagram chat seeing that everyone's wondering why you aren't doing anything soon as you don't have to be in Austria until August the 16th.

"I mean, I'm down..." you grin, wondering where they could possibly take you.

"Okay, guys you heard Y/N if we can get something sorted we may be filming in the next few days after the race!" Sam exclaims happier.

Once you'd sifted through most of the questions about who you were and why you were with the boys you got onto the more random questions that were just sort of get to know you.

"When do you prefer to work out, morning or evening?" Sam asks, looking from Colby to you.

"I'm definitely an evening guy, I tend to be more proactive around that time and I've never been one to wake up early with a lot of motivation for the day" Colby explains before Sam nods and agrees that he prefers the evening.

"As and athlete I have a set plan and that means I work out in both the morning and the evenings but I honestly prefer the morning because it feels to me like I've got it out the way!" you giggle and Colby looks over at you shocked.

"You work out twice a day?" he asks with a raised brow.

"Yeah, I have to have really good core strength for on the bike" you nod.

"What's your go-to comfort food?" you ask looking between them while they have a thoughtful expression.

"Mmmm probably like my mum's cooking something like her mashed potato or her lasagna" Colby offers when thinking about it for a little bit.

"Oh! I didn't even think of my parents cooking, I went for more of a guilty pleasure and went for Taco Bell Burrito!" Sam nods and then they turn to you.

"Well, comfort food for me has to be healthy so I actually learnt from good friend of mine and F1 driver Lando Norris about this chicken and pineapple wrap that he has and once i tried it ... just stuck in my head 24/7 on a loop" you laugh, before finding a picture of you and Lando eating them.

"Chicken and Pineapple?" Sam asks with a frown on his face and you just chuckle.

"Don't knock it until you try it!" you exclaim.

"Suppose you enjoy pineapple on pizza too!" Colby jokes.

"On cheat day i do yes!" you grin.

You guys answer a few more questions before you agree that you need to go to bed as it's media day tomorrow and you'll have to be up early.

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@richardsamboramylove55

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[lxndonorris]

sunsets - Fabio Quartararo

Y/N x Fabio Quartararo Theme: Fluff (light touching) going on a ride with Fabio and enjoying a beautiful sunset x word count: 1220+ taglist: @game-set-canet open for requests :)

The sun is shining brightly through your bedroom window, illuminating the room with its warm glow while you're getting ready for a ride. You can't even remember the last time you asked your boyfriend, Fabio, to take you on a motorcycle ride. Busy schedules, bad weather conditions, or just other plans prevented you two from jumping on his bike and going for a ride.

But not this time: the weather couldn't be better—not too warm or too cold. Just a few fluffy clouds wander through the sky while the sun is shining ever so brightly.

With one last look out of the window, you turn back to your closet. "Protection is most important." You hear Fabio's voice echo through your mind, painting a smile across your lips. Of course, he is right, but the way he would say it, smiling, like an expert teaching his student.

You bite your lower lip, looking at the black leather jacket hanging in front of the closet doors. It's Fabio's, and he gave it to you just for this ride. Running a finger along its zipper, you enjoy the feeling of its fabric.

Carefully, you take it off, and in one swift motion, you throw it around your shoulder, and, one arm at a time, you put it on. The fabric feels soft on your skin, and it fits well. He is a little bigger than you, but he enjoys tight clothes, which benefits you all the time.

The jacket flatters all of you, and what's even better, Fabio's familiar scent clings on to it, giving you comfort right away.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes for a second, remembering the first time he held you close, hugged you, and kissed you. You were one month into the relationship when he invited you to watch a grand prix, where he managed to win in a great display of his pure talent.

Just then, you feel hands and arms running along your waistline before you're pulled back slightly, wrapped in a soft hug.

"There you are." Fabio's soft, yet a little rougher voice, lingers in your mind for just a second before you open your eyes again. "How does it fit?" He asks you, his warm breath tingling on your skin right behind your ear. It feels so good to have his arms around you, and with his body so close, the scent of his cologne grows stronger.

"I think it's perfect." You separate yourself from him to slowly spin around, showing off the fit of his leather jacket on you. His eyes wander all over your body, from your boots and pants up to your shirt and his jacket.

"It does." He nods approvingly, and a shy smirk forms in the corner of his mouth.

Fabio, on the other hand, is wearing black biker gear; he owns multiple of those, and like always, it's tight but suits him well.

"I'm glad we're doing this again." You say this and place a hand on his firm chest, causing him to smile even brighter. "Me too." He places his hand on yours to stroke the back of yours with his thumb.

For a second, you stare into each other's eyes before you lean in and kiss him. He embraces your lips on his own and pulls you a little closer. But then you lean his head back, licking his lips quickly. "We should get going." He says it with an even rougher voice.

You nod in agreement, and together you put on the rest of your protective gear.

Then he leads you to the garage, where his bike is already waiting for you. Fabio turns to you and hands you a helmet before he puts on another with a coy smile spreading across his lips.

As a professional racer, he is used to wearing all of this. For you, it's different. Helmets may feel a little restrictive, but the more you're wearing one, the easier.

"Come on." He nods towards his bike before he gets on top of it. Fabio makes it look so easy as he effortlessly throws his leg across. He then turns his upper body toward you, and just by the way his eyes sparkle through the visor, you know he is giggling to himself.

'Challenge accepted.' You think about and follow his example as closely as possible. And, just like he did before, you can easily join him on the bike. You move a little closer, wrapping your arms around his chest, basically hugging him from behind.

"Y/N. You're ready?" You can barely hear his voice through the helmet, so you lean closer.

"Let's go." You say, holding back a chuckle as the bike turns to life underneath you. The entire thing is vibrating contently, and Fabio teases you a little by letting the engine roar a few times.

Your body tightens as the excitement ignites a fire inside your belly. In an instant, you feel a dozen different things when the adrenaline kicks in prematurely.

Taking another deep breath, the two of you start moving slowly. As an expert, Fabio handles the bike well. Carefully, he enters traffic behind a few cars. Feeling the wind brushing against you, hearing the sound of the bike engine echo through your ears, and holding on to Fabio's firm and tight body, you smile brightly.

He accelerates once the road is clear, and you go faster and faster. The wind pressure gets stronger, the engine gets louder, and you feel your own body becoming less tense, enjoying the rush even more.

You can tell Fabio is feeling the same. Hearing him humming happily, his body moves slightly—pure hedonism.

You hold on tight as he takes turns, overtaking a few other cars, before he stops at a red light.

"How are we feeling?" He turns his head, and you know he's smiling so brightly.

"Very good." You lean in closer again, stroking his chest with both of your hands, causing his eyes to sparkle again.

The acceleration kicks in once the light turns green, and after a few more minutes, you're finally on an open road on the coast line.

You turn your head toward the ocean and watch the sun paint the entire sky in every shade of red as it sets ever so slightly—so beautiful.

By hugging him a little tighter, you enjoy the ride even more.

After what feels like a beautiful eternity, you reach your destination—a little picnic area with a perfect view of the ocean.

Adrenaline is still flooding your body, so you carefully get off the bike and regain your composure, watching him turn the engine off and steadying it. You take your helmet off—a much-needed release—and enjoy it as a cold breeze brushes through your hair.

Fabio does the same and runs a hand through his hair, unable to stop smiling.

"Enjoyed yourself?" You smirk and reach for him, wrapping your arm around his waist as he does the same.

"Oh, definetly." He giggles, runs a hand across his own chest, and kisses you softly, once, then twice. "Did you?" Fabio raises an eyebrow.

"So much." You lean into him once more, your lips brushing over his. "Thank you." Kissing him again, you hug him tightly.

He purrs again before he pulls away, both of you turning toward the pretty sunset.

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[loohs-world]

Fabio Quartararo x reader

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fabioquartararo Si en tant qu'épouse tu as toujours été fantastique, en tant que mère tu as prouvé que tu avais une force inépuisable pour prendre soin de notre fille et que tu réussis quand même à avoir une patience sans fin pour me supporter. Il ne fait aucun doute que j'ai trouvé le bon compagnon avec qui partager la vie et qui, au fil des ans, m'a procuré de nombreuses joies. @yousername ❤️

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[unluckyhoneybee]

can we get something about you comforting Fabio when someone makes a rude comment to him "as a joke" about his teeth?? we love the gap, Fabio.

Note: first time writing for Fabio!

You open the door and find him in the mirror. He is serious and is looking directly into his face. You stay there for a second before stepping in.

"Hi, babe"

He looks at you and sighs.

"Hi"

You frown.

"What happened?" You walk to him and hug his waist, finding a place between his body and the counter. His big hands fall on your waist and he looks into your eyes but doesn't answer. "Fabio, love. Why are you so down?"

Slowly, you caress his face, but he moves a bit away.

"It's nothing"

"I don't buy it"

You lean and kiss his cheek, then his chin, but when you try to kiss his lips, he moves away. You look at him a bit hurt.

"Have I done something wrong?" You whisper as your mind run over all the moments you have spent together during the day and when Fabio seemed to change.

"No, not you"

"Then?"

He takes a deep breath.

"Should I fix my teeth?"

You gasp.

"Why? You don't like them?"

"I didn't care much but... someone has joked about it and..."

You frown.

"Who? What did they say?"

He looks into your eyes.

"Ready to fight?"

"Yes. And don't change the topic, Quartararo."

He leans and kisses you deeply.

"Don't try to distract me" You whisper over his lips and look into his brown eyes.

"They said I looked like a rabbit. But they were joking so..."

"That's a shit of a joke. If it's not funny for everyone then it's not a joke." You say cupping his face and kissing him again. "Whoever said that is a rude piece of shit"

"But..."

"You look amazing like this, Fabio. It's okay to get your teeth fixed, but only if it's coming from you, not because some idiot joked about it" You make him look into your eyes. "There is nothing wrong with your smile, Fabio. I love it. Really. You are the cutest guy ever"

He hugs you tight.

"And the tooth gap?"

"The cutest part of it"

He laughs and pulls back to kiss you.

"I love you"

"I love you more. Now, tell me who said that. I have an ass to kick"

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[mariahcarreyyy]

congratulations on 2k 💙

📝 + charles leclerc x fem!reader + one where she recently joins motogp and he supports her all the time? fluff please, tysm! 🫶🏻🤞🏻

# 📝 send a prompt and a driver for me to write a short blurb or scenerio !

mariahcarreyyy's 2k celebration announcement post

To say you were nervous would be an understatement.

You had a few tells that were noticed by Charles in quick succession: bouncing your leg, standing up and pacing, picking at your fingernails, religiously repeating the warmups your physio had suggested prior.

"Mon amour, please sit down," Charles laments, his eyes darting back and forth from his place on your couch. "I'm getting nervous looking at you, and I don't even have a race this weekend."

But another race weekend for Charles doesn't compare to this, and all he says now only brings you a slight sense of false security. First race, first female rider, and your only chance to prove yourself to—well, to everyone.

Ignoring Charles' pleas only made you feel a bit guilty; instead, you occupied yourself with stretching and easing the knots in your shoulders. Fool-proof plan. Except for the fact that Charles has never taken 'no' for an answer a day in his life.

He stands up with an exhaled huff, grabbing your shoulders in the middle of your motorhome. "Stop it. There's no reason for you to be doing this."

"Did somebody hit you in the head? I have a race in, like, ten minutes, Charlie."

"Yes, and?"

The idiocracy from Ferrari must've seeped into his brain, but his lips parted again before you could reply.

"They wouldn't have picked you if they thought you were a bad rider," Charles murmurs, sliding a soft hand to cup your cheek. "Relax. Please."

You sigh, leaning into his touch and slightly rubbing your cheekbones against it. Meeting his eyes, you have to refrain from directly looking away; he looks at you so fondly that you consider ditching the race altogether and cuddling up to him instead.

A soft noise of agreement slips past your throat again. "Okay," you bite your lip when Charles grasps your wrist and leads you to the couch.

He presses a kiss on your temple, and for a moment, the worries abandon your thoughts.

authors note. i was a bit stuck on an idea for this but yeahhh im back to writingg (hopefully)

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[apollosdaydreams]

I would like a request with Max Verstappen and Y/N are siblings. She is his younger sister and she is MotoGP driver and…

Im sorry, I wasn't better.

Max Verstappen x Sister!Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff, adult language 

Author's Note: Sorry if this isn’t 100% accurate. I don’t know much or really anything about MotoGP, but I will try my best. 

Wordcount: 1476 (kinda got carried away) 

DISCLAIMER: This is not meant to hurt Max Verstappen and the Verstappen family! This is just an imagine. Again this is in no way meant to harm the Verstappen family!

Racing. Racing is something that you loved, something you lived for. Your family however always would put Max above you. Their reason to not care about your racing was that you are a girl, and girls don’t belong in racing, girls don’t belong to have a seat. No matter what you did, it wasn’t good enough for Jos, your father. You used to have a great relationship with your other siblings, especially Max. The bond you and Max had was something that couldn’t be explained. You two were closer to each other than you and your twin, Victoria. But as you two both got older, that bond broke. You both started to snap at each other easier, say nasty things to each other and never say sorry. You couldn’t take it anymore. The hate coming from your father, mother and your brother. You left. Moved out, when you turned 18. You cut off contact completely. Blocking their numbers and their social media accounts. You thought you were never going to see them again, oh how wrong you were.

Today was your 24th birthday. Today was also your home race. You were a part of the Red Bull KTM Factory Racing team, ironic. Everyone knew you were a Verstappen, they also knew you didnt talk to your family. People would ask, you wouldn't give them an answer no matter how much they begged. Everyone knew that the Verstappen kids were strong, powerful drivers. You were often being compared to your older brother, Max. When compared to him you would always tell the interviewer that you are your own person and you don't need to be compared to your older brother. 

You quickly pulled on your race suit, shoes and gloves. Trying to shake off the fact that today was your 24th, you haven’t spent a birthday with your family in 6 years. You didn’t care though, they had torn you down, thinking you couldn’t do anything in life. That this dream you had was impossible. Oh how you proved them wrong. You were making history. You were the first female rider in MotoGP, and you were amazing, this was your rookie year and you have already won three races. You dealt with contestant hate, with MotoGP being male dominated. They thought that you definitely had to sleep your way up to the top. Which was something that was just a lie. Something to make them feel better about themselves. 

You walked over to your bike, you shook your hands in a way to calm your nerves. You stretched out one more time. Then you climbed on to your bike. You then drove to your starting point. P3. You stopped your bike and put your feet down beside you. You were taking deep slow breaths to calm your nerves. As this was your home race you had felt a lot of pressure on you. Once you heard the final beep, and the lights turned green you started to move. 

You drove over to the number 1 spot, and got off your bike. You quickly put your hands up in the air and then ran to your team. You quickly hugged your team principal. As you hugged him you quickly thanked him. You then had to run off to the cool down room. Once it was time for you to go on the podium you walked out of the room and walked over to this lift, where they would lift you and your bike on to the podium. As you were being lifted you couldn't contain your smile, this was your first win at your home race. You have won a couple races in this season, but winning at home would always be a different feeling. You felt on top of the world. No one could wipe that smile off your face. Right? Once you got handed your trophy you raised it high in the air, with the biggest smile on your face. Once everyone else got their trophy you all three quickly put them down and grabbed the champagne. You then all started to spray each other, you ran over to your team principal to spray some on him as well. Eventually they stopped spraying. You wiped the champagne off your face and set the bottle down and picked your trophy backup. 

You were now back in your team paddock, you were talking to one of your teammates when you looked up and you saw someone you thought you would never see, see in person ever again. Your father, mother, brother and sister all stood in front of you. Your teammate knew that you didn't have the best relationship with your family. Before he left, he patted your back and told you that he would be over in his room if you needed him. You didn't know what to do so you just nodded. You just stared at them, not knowing what to do or what to say. 

“Y/n, sweety. You did amazing.” Your mother said. 

“Yeah… thank you..” You said. You were starting to feel overwhelmed. 

“Mom, dad, we should let her breathe, let Max talk to her.” Victoria whispered. 

You were starting to tear up, but once the other three left and it was just you and Max you couldn't stop the tears from falling. You were both angry and sad.

“Why are you guys here?” You had asked Max.

“y/n- I, we wanted to apologize.” 

“Well don't you think you are about 6 years too late.” You said. You were starting to get more angry than sad. 

“I know y/n and I'm sorry, we shouldn't have ever treated you like that. We should have apologized years ago.” he said while taking a few steps closer to you. You didn't move.

“Why?! Max, why?” you said. “I wanted a family, a brother who loved me, but all you guys did was tear me down.” You started to cry even more. Your anger is now turning into sadness. “What did I do to make you guys hate me so much?” 

Max’s heart broke at what you were saying. He quickly moved over to you and hugged you. He was expecting you to push him back or hit him. He wasn't expecting you to hug him back. “I'm so sorry y/n I'm so sorry.” He kept repeating. You started to take a deep breath. Trying to calm yourself down.

“Max, I want to forgive you guys, or at least you and Victoria.” You started to say. “You guys were also just kids, mom and dad on the other hand, i think it's going to take a while to forgive them.” 

This was the last thing Max had expected. He was not expecting you to forgive him so easily. “I promise y/n I’ll do better, I'm the big brother. I'm sorry I wasn't better at it until now.” He told you, tears now falling down his face. You smiled up at him and wiped his tears away. “It's ok, I trust you to change Max.” He smiled back at you.

“Can you bring in Victoria? I want to be able to talk to her as well.” He told Max. He quickly nodded and ran to go get Victoria. Once you saw her you both ran to each other and gave each other a hug. You couldn't remember the last time you two have hugged, all you knew is that it's been way too long.  

“Y/n im so sorry, I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you, i'm your big sister that's my job.” She told you. You couldn't help yourself. “You are only 7 minutes older than me V.” You had told her. She couldn't help but smile more, and she hugged you tighter. You saw Max standing awkwardly at the door. You motioned for him to come closer. You then all hugged each other. After a few minutes of silence you started to speak.

“I think I'm ready to talk to mom and dad.” You said. “But I want both of you to be here.” They both looked at each other and nodded. Max then went to get your parents. You then saw both your parents walk through the door. You didn't know what to do. You haven't seen or spoke to your parents in years. Victoria sat down on the couch with you, you heard hushed whispers behind the door. The door then opened, Max was at the front and you could see your mom, Sophie and your dad, Jos standing behind Max. You didn't know what to do, your parents stood in front of you. They tore you down, made you believe you aren't worth anything, that women couldn't be in moto sports. You saw your mom walk towards you. You didn't know what to do, you didn't know what she was going to do. Your dad stayed a few steps behind her. Max was on the side waiting just in case anything would happen. 

“Oh sweety, you look amazing. You did a great job on the race! I'm so proud.” You never thought that you would hear those words come out of her mouth. All you wanted as a little girl was to hear that your parents were proud of you. She went to sit down next to you, but you moved away. You weren't ready to be this close to her yet. Your father looked like he didn't want to be here, that he would rather be somewhere else. Typical Jos. You thought to yourself. Sophie understood why you wouldn't want to be close to her, that it would be hard for you to forgive her and Jos. 

“Mom, dad….. I don’t think I'm ready to forgive you just yet. I think that you have to prove that you changed, or are willing to change.” You said, while looking down at your hands picking at your nails. 

‘Of course honey, I promise that we have changed.” Your mother quickly said. Jos was still standing, with his arms crossed over his chest. “Can we go to dinner tonight?” she suggested. 

“We can do that.” you said, while looking up at Jos, waiting for what he would say. 

“I would love to.” Jos said. You looked next to you at Victoria and then up at Max and smiled. Maybe they were going to change. Maybe now my family is going to be my safe place. 

I hoped you guys liked this! If you did please let me know! Sorry if everything doesn't make sense. I don’t know much about MotoGp, but I tried my best!!

It would be greatly appreciated if you would like, comment and repost!! 

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[adventuringblind]

Could you write something with max dating a MotoGP rider

Four is better then two

Max Verstappen x reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: reader takes Max for a rider on her bike

Warnings: none (for once)

Notes: written in second person. I’m expanding my horizons with these fluffy things. I’m cringing at my own writing because my imagination is to vivid. Also this is short sorry T_T

Masterlist

You had known Max liked bikes. He owns a Harley himself. It makes sense that he would be into what you do. Actually getting to race on a motorcycle around a track. Different then formula 1 sure, but still racing nonetheless.

Normally, Max hates marketing and the videos they make him do. But he’s making an exception this once since his girlfriend is taking him around the track on a bike. Not her bike because that one is for racing only, but something similar.

Max introduces you and him to the camera and sets himself behind you. A GoPro strapped to his helmet. She to having to wear pull helmets, it’s not going to get face reactions, but you have a feeling it’s going to catch a lot of swear words.

“You wanna ease into this?”

“Absolutely not.”

You rev the engine and pull out onto the track. Swerving a bit to warm yourself up. You start speeding up as soon as you hit the grid. Max’s grip around your torso tightening.

Your yelling for the fun of it as you brake late into turn one. The bike leaning farther into the ground then Max was expecting.

“You alright?”

“Simply lovely.”

You take that as a challenge. In turn two you hug the inside corner, almost hitting the chicane at an unrelenting speed.

Bikes are different then f1 cars. It’s easier to see and feel the speed because you’re more exposed even if you’re not going as fast. Something Max was not as prepared for as you continue taking the corners with amazing speed.

“I think- I don’t like this anymore.”

“Do you want me to slow down?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Your call!”

Then your speeding up into the last few corners. Max is holding on for dear life and you can’t stop laughing.

As you pull in to the pits and park the bike, Max falls to the ground with a thud.

“I love you and your sport. But I think I’ll stick to four wheel from now on.”

You lean down and kiss his forehead. “It’s okay Maxy. Next time you can drive.” You send him a wink as you walk back towards to camera.

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[lucy90712]

Hi, I saw that your requests were open and wanted to ask if you could write a fluff where you are Pecco Bagnaia's daughter (or wife, whichever one you're more comfortable with) and you are sick but he doesn't want to leave your side at all and it's just really cute.

Instead of my alarm waking me up like it would any other morning today it was the pounding in my head. The last few days I haven't been feeling the best but clearly I'm more sick than I originally thought. I really wanted to go back to sleep but my headache was keeping me awake along with the fact that I felt so incredibly nauseous and the room was spinning slightly. If I had any ability to get up I would've gone to get myself some medicine to make me feel a bit better but I know that as soon as my feet hit the ground I will fall straight back down as I feel that awful. So instead of getting up I just sat myself up in bed I'm hopes that maybe I'll start to feel a bit better and be able to either sleep or get myself some medicine. 

After just sitting and staring at the dark bedroom wall for a while I felt movement next to me in the bed which couldn't be anyone other than my wonderful husband Pecco. This whole time he had been sleeping peacefully next to me and I wasn't going to change that as he's not long got back from a few weekends away racing so he's still a bit jet lagged and who am I to deny him a full nights sleep. Despite me not moving at all as it simply takes too much effort Pecco still stirred himself awake and began staring up at me as he came back to the real world. I could see a mixture of sleep and confusion in his eyes it was like he was trying to grasp whether he was still dreaming or if I was actually just weirdly sat up in bed staring into the darkness. Realisation seemed to hit him all at once as he bolted upright and moved closer to my side of the bed now with a look of concern. 

"Love are you ok what's wrong?" He asked 

"I'm fine just go back to bed" I replied 

"Baby you're burning up are you feeling ok?" He pressed while moving his hand around my forehead 

"I don't feel great but I'll be fine just go back to sleep" I said 

"Thats not happening lie down and I'll go get you some medicine" he said while leaving the room before I could stop him 

It wasn't long before he was back with a glass of water and various pills to tackle all of my symptoms. He made sure I took all of them before heading to the bathroom to get a cold towel to put over my forehead. It's times like these that I truly get to appreciate how wonderful Pecco really is, he is always putting my needs first and making me his top priority which is what most people long for in a partner. He is always so caring and somehow knows exactly what I need at all times even if I can't communicate it which in situations like these when I'm not quite in my right mind is useful. After the towel wasn't as cold anymore he took it off my head and back to the bathroom before coming back to bed. Pecco opened his arms once he had got settled in bed signalling me to cuddle with him but I was hesitant as I don't want him to get sick as he has more races coming up soon. The longer I waited the more he began to pout thinking that I didn't want to cuddle. 

"Why don't you want to cuddle with me?" He asked 

"I do but I don't want to get you sick" I said 

"Forget about that I just want to cuddle you and make you feel better" he said 

He didn't need to do any more to convince me so I pretty much threw myself into his arms which he quickly wrapped around my waist to pull me as close as possible. I was quick to settle in with my head resting on his chest as his hand ran up and down my back in a soothing manner trying to help me fall back asleep. At some point he moved on from rubbing my back to playing with my hair which always puts me to sleep and this time was no exception as I could feel my eyes finally getting heavy as sleep began to take over. 

~~~~~~~~~~

By the time I woke up again it was definitely light outside as the sun was shining though the curtains which were still closed. As my eyes began to open I went to turn and look at Pecco but I only found an empty space next to me. The space next to me prompted me to find my phone which quickly told me that it was nearly the afternoon which calmed my anxiety as it meant Pecco and probably just gone out training and hadn't mysteriously disappeared. As he's gone it means I have to drag myself out of bed to get myself something to eat and some water. 

Getting out of bed was a big ordeal as I'm still feeling really tired and all of my muscles hurt so I had to do it step by step until I was eventually on my feet. Once out of the warm bed covers it was a bit chilly so I grabbed one of Pecco's hoodies that was sat on the side which instantly made me feel better as it smelled like him and I love to wear his clothes when they smell like him. On any other day I would wash my face and brush my teeth before going to eat breakfast but today I didn't have the motivation so instead I trudged towards the stairs very slowly. I took each step one at a time like an old lady because it hurt to go any quicker but eventually I made it downstairs. When I started to make my way to the kitchen I could smell something cooking, then I heard humming which couldn't be anyone else other than Pecco. 

I must have been making more noise than I thought as before I could actually enter the kitchen Pecco appeared at the doorway to come and greet me giving me a hug which I didn't know I needed. Having his arms around me made feel so much more relaxed and as much as it didn't make any of my physical symptoms better it sure did make me feel better overall. He pulled away from me slightly and kissed my forehead before leaning down and kissing my lips which I didn't plan to let him do as it pretty much guarantees that he'll get sick but he was too quick for me. I let him kiss me a few more times before he picked me up and carried me to the sofa where he put me down and piled blankets on top of me to make me comfortable. 

"How are you feeling this morning?" He asked 

"A little better I think my fever is gone and my head doesn't hurt as much" I replied 

"Good I made you some soup so you stay there and get comfy and I'll bring you some" he said 

A few minutes later he came back with a bowl of soup and some tea which he put down in front of me before settling in to the sofa next to me. As I started eating Pecco grabbed the tv remote and put on my favourite movie which surprised me as he always says how much he hates having to watch it again but I guess there are benefits to being sick. I've watched this film so many times that I can quote nearly the whole thing especially my favourite scene where the two main characters confess their love for each other so I started to say the lines out loud until Pecco joined me. We went through the scene to begin with but then he went off script and started listing the things he loves about me which nearly made me cry but I held it together and even managed to give my own list of things I love about him. I think it was the most romantic thing we've ever done and of course it had to be when I feel like death so the memory is slightly tainted. 

After we had finished being cheesy Pecco laid down on the sofa pulling me down with him so we could cuddle. He then put seemingly every blanket we own over the top of both of us and made sure to tuck me in tightly so no warmth could escape. Pecco truly is the best husband as I know for a fact in a few minutes he will be really hot under all these blankets but he won't move them unless I want him to. He is always so sweet especially when I'm sick he is always trying his best to take care of me which just proves that when the time is right he will be a great dad and I can't wait to see him with our baby one day. 

We watched the rest of the movie together but once it ended I was starting to really get tired again which Pecco could obviously sense as he put on another movie but lowered the volume so it was basically just background noise. I tried watching for a bit but eventually I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore so I let myself take a nap but I made Pecco promise to wake me up in a few hours as I don't want to wreck my sleep schedule. Just as I was falling asleep Pecco started whispering in my ear about how much he loves me which out a big smile on my face as I finally fell asleep. 

#pecco bagnaia x reader #pecco bagnaia fluff #motogp fluff #motogp one shots #motogp imagines #motogp imagine

[marquez-junky8920]

Okaaaaay SO I've been totally neglecting this blog lately. Life has been super chaotic recently and I'm finally settling down after almost a year of absolute chaos and stress. Your girl is done with this bullshit.🥲

ANYWHO - I come back here to this wonderful app today and see that I have 300 followers!? Last I left it, I had around 230 and I've not been active on here in forever. Thank y'all for all the support even though I've been on this unofficial hiatus. It means the world to see that y'all still read my fics and support my work! 🥹❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

All this to say... In honor is 300 followers, should I write another fic? I still have 8 requests left in my inbox. Let me know... 👀😏

#motogp #i may or may not be back #can neither confirm nor deny #👀👀👀 #marc marquez #fabio quartararo #jorge martin #alex marquez #taka nakagami #motogp smut #motogp fluff #motogp imagines

[smooth-perceval]

do you write for MOTOGP? If you do can you write maybe some smut for Fabio Quatararo? If not just some fluff

A/N: I literally just re-made my Masterlist to add MotoGP in for you. And I so don’t regret it 😌

“I’ve missed having you”

Fabio Quatararo x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader and Fabio are walking on eggshells around each other, reader finally speaks to him which ignites something in them both.

Warning: UNDER 18’s DON’T INTERACT!!, smuttish scenes? Somewhat…- swearing, maybe some tears? fluff!! Google translate- my bad writing…

Key: Y/N (Your name) Y/L/N (Your last name)

Word count: 1,227

A/N: this is my first time with “smut” not exactly smut but you know- I wouldn’t say this is smut- but there is still some ‘scenes’ , erm yeah kinda want me some Quatararo.

When did our relationship get so tense? I would say around the last few weeks of the championship, he was trying to get his points back- and hopefully make the last race his championship secured…

Yet during this time- his been so concentrated on winning I feel like his been loosing me… and it’s horrible to say but it’s true, I follow him around like a lost puppy most days- a silent supporter in the waves of people.

I missed him, even when he was just at arms reach, we barely spoke. Half the time I got a quick kiss on the cheek purely for cameras sake… he barely went near me behind close doors- unless he was asleep and I am then able to tuck myself under his arm- but when I wake his back is always facing me.

Most nights I would sleep before he even came to bed, and them nights I would cry myself to sleep- because I only wondered was there something I’m doing wrong… or was there someone else? Was I maybe not good enough anymore? And his now realising he can do way better… this feeling sucked.

Was he trying to push me away, so that when he does leave me it wouldn’t hurt so much? Because right now this shit pains me. I rather he just rip the band aid off on the first place honestly.

I let Fabio have his space- this weekend finally being the last race of the season, he had stopped using his socials to concentrate on this last race… and stopped speaking to me in general really.

Truthfully, I wanted to pack up and go home… but no I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Tom asked a few times what’s going on- but I had no answer to give I was silently praying he would have something for me, but neither of us knew.

Our relationship was well and truly dead I would say… this weird feeling like maybe he doesn’t love me anymore? It’s easier for some more than lovers to fall out of love- I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving him.

—

He tried his best, he really did. You could see the defeat on his face, and when he entered the garage, got his helmet off he broke down… and I just stood there watching, my heart went out to him.

My heart said to grab ahold of him… my mind said- if he needs you he will reach out. And so I listened to my mind… I waited for him to reach out.

My eyes were brimming with tears also, he deserved to win so much… but if it wasn’t meant to be, then it wasn’t meant to be… a bit like us really- I kind of came to terms with that.

Leaning over I switched the TV off nearby, I like and respect the other riders, but right now- seeing someone getting the cheers Fabio wanted so bad- hurt me also. I thought it would save us all the world of good and not watch.

Outside the garage we could hear the cheers still, but that was better than seeing it. Looking back down at Fabio, my heart fluttered slightly, as he was already looking up at me. Eyes red, lips somewhat swollen and cheeks flushed. Even now he look so effortlessly handsome.

My breath hitched when his hands found my waist, pulling me in and resting his head against my stomach… and as a natural instinct my fingers ran through his hair. This was the most affection I had gotten out of him in over a month, and boy did it feel nice. I was bathing in it- this gave me that little bit of hope that our relationship wasn’t falling apart at our feet.

“Pecco is coming back in- you should go and congratulate him-” I felt him sigh against me through my shirt, before he stood up, our chest just touching. Sympathetic as always, I brung my hands to his cheeks wiping away the stray tears before moving aside. And for the first time in a while he offered a small smile before heading out the team garage.

“Maybe he will talk now-” rubbing my shoulder Tom got up also. “You both need some time to reconnect.” Smiling he then nudged my shoulder leaving me be.

—

The night was young so they say, but for me and Fabio we were well and truly fucked- well I still had some energy left- Fabio however he was beyond exhausted. And for the first time in a few weeks we actually went to bed at the same time…

We both laid in silence- frightened to talk to one another. Swallowing the little bit of nerves I had, clearing my throat I found the courage to speak up.

“How you feeling?”

“I don’t even know how to answer that question.” Whispering back, his hand slid across the bed taking ahold of mine. And then I knew- my emotions were not going to hold in for long-

“I’ve missed having you…” letting out a shaky breath afterwards, my heart felt heavy.

“bébé… you’ve always got me…” (baby) his body then moved closer on the bed, he was at hands reach- I felt his body warmth slowly start surrounding me.

“It felt like I lost you-”

“Never, you’re stuck with me unfortunately.” I could hear the smile in his voice- even though I couldn’t see him in this dark room.

“I thought maybe you had lost interest in me…” it was now my turn to move closer- this time our chests finally touching.

“Oh, ma jolie fille.” (My pretty girl) and finally his lips pressed against mine- it was something I didn’t realise I needed so badly. Like his kiss sealed the fact that I was being delusional- I had not a worry when it came to our relationship.

So my only question would be.

“Are you sure you’re okay?…” whispering against his lips, I pulled back slightly…

“I will be.” And then he leaned back in connecting us once again. This kiss now saying everything we both needed to each other this past month.

Like a switch something was ignited in us both, his innocent kissed turned more hungry, making their way down my neck, biting down on the spot he knows so well. And without any control a low moan escapes my lips- causing me to bite down on my bottom lip suppressing anything else that dared to be voiced.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you moan in over a month-” his breathing become ragged- as if that alone was enough for him.

“You sound like a song.” He shuffled his body now hovering over the top of me, settling himself between my legs. My body ached for him- his hands gripped my thighs, and pulled me down the bed and against him, then toying with my/his top, sliding it up and exposing my stomach.

“A song I want on repeat.”

And as he moved down, my shorts followed along with him… humming to his words, my hands found his hair, running through before gripping ahold- catching his attention.

“Show me why they call you El Diablo.” I squirmed under his touch, my body getting hotter by the second.

“How about you moan it ma belle.” (My pretty)

Masterlist

#imagine #fabio quartararo #Fabio quartararo x reader #motogp imagine #Fabio x reader #Fabio x you #Fabio Quatararo x you #fabio Quatararo imagine #motogp x reader

[lxndonorris]

fluffy surprise - Marco Bezzecchi

Y/N x Marco Bezzecchi Theme: Fluff Marco has a fluffy surprise for you x word count: 840+ taglist: @game-set-canet open for requests :)

The new year started just two weeks ago, but it feels like it's been a few minutes. Life tends to be hectic, and at times, it feels like everything and everyone is moving at light speed.

You're walking through your apartment, carrying multiple little boxes at once. It's that time again, and you feel like changing the living room decoration. There are so many little pieces—figurines, books, and pictures—that need to be adjusted to leave the old year behind.

You're putting up some new pictures you took with your boyfriend, Marco. He was the one who approached you during a night out, and it was so much fun. For two months now, you've been dating, and it's just perfect.

When he told you about his profession as a MotoGP pilot, you were intrigued right away. The way he spoke about it all made you fall in love with the whole sport as well. Even though the schedule might become an issue in the future, the two of you are certain to rise above it.

You put the last stack of boxes down, ready to join the others in the basement, and you hear the door at the end of the hallway creak open.

"Y/N? It's me, Marco." You hear his voice echo through the hallway as he steps inside.

"I'm in the bedroom." You say this with a huge smile forming on your lips. He wasn't sure if he could make it, so his arrival is an even better surprise.

Marco takes his jacket off and makes his way toward you. Hearing his footsteps approaching, you turn around just in time to see him enter the bedroom.

"Hey." He says so happily and leans forward, kissing you softly. You embrace his soft lips on your own, and subconsciously, you run your fingers along his firm arm until you reach his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

"Mhmm." Marco purrs before he pulls away, tilting his head and watching the stack of boxes sitting behind you on the bed. "You already started?" He says this, a shy smile spreading across his face.

"I'm already done." You tilt your head as well, almost teasingly, and squeeze his hand lovingly. "So, the rest of the day is ours alone."

Marco licks his lips, but he acts a little weird: he blushes and pulls his hand out of yours to run it through his beautiful hair. "Very good." He chuckles, looks down, and his face flushes with even more color.

"Is everything okay?" You say, and that's when you notice him hiding something beside his back.

"Yeah, yeah." He nods and lifts his head to meet your gaze. His eyes sparkle a little; a hint of shyness is hidden inside them, which sends shivers down your spine. "I've got something for you." Marco's voice is a little rougher than usual as he reveals a little, colorful bag hidden behind his back.

Your heart quickens with anticipation. "Marco." You say it in a higher-pitched voice. "You shouldn't have."

Curiosity fills the air all around you as he hands you the bag.

"I saw this and thought of you." Marco's face lights up as a slight smile plays on his lips. He stroked his own chest once before running a hand through his hair again.

You feel your face and your entire body heat up as well. Just holding the bag lets the excitement ignite a fiery spark inside your belly.

Carefully, you open the bag, revealing a fluffy cat plush with its soft fur and big button eyes instantly capturing your attention. "Ohhhh." You let out a sound, so soft yet so telling. The little plush stares into your eyes, causing you to smile so, so brightly.

"It's so cute." The same sound escapes your lips, and even though no one might ever decipher it, Marco's smile widens as he starts to giggle.

"I hope you'll like it." He says it softly as you pull the plush out of the bag. His cheeks flush with a mix of nerves and excitement. "I thought it might keep you company when I'm not around." Marco explains.

A warmth spreads through your entire chest as you hug the push close. "It's perfect." You exclaim, unable to contain your joy.

The two of you share a moment of laughter, his initial shyness melting away. With a tender smile, he pulls you into a hug, the simple gesture of sealing the sentiment behind this thoughtful gift.

"Thank you, Marco." You steady yourself against him as you start swaying slightly.

"You're very welcome." He purrs again.

In that embrace, you feel a connection that speaks louder than words ever could. He places a kiss on your forehead before he separates himself just enough for you to still feel the warmth of his body.

"I know the right spot for her." You glance at the soft cat plush, and together, you make the living room.

Right there, on the now empty shelf, you put her as Marco hugs you from behind again.

#Marco bezzecchi x reader #Marco bezzecchi x you #Marco bezzecchi x y/n #Marco bezzecchi fluff #Marco bezzecchi imagine #motogp imagine #motogp x reader

[kingofthering]

motogp rpf survey - results (part three)

When I did the survey, I asked people about the concepts that they would like to be able to read in this fandom. I went through all the answers and classified them by categories. When it made more sense, I separated some answers in various lines. The "contexts" section is supposed to be more precise ideas than the "general" category but to be quite honest, both categories are similar.

Under the cut, you will find ideas for the following categories :

general

contexts

rosquez

vale

vr46 riders

other specific pairings

general

I’d love to see more AUs.

some sci-fi / fantasy, sports AUs

Anything action/adventure with angst like a spy au or smth OR a normal/no motogp au…..maybe rider/mechanic au….TWO mechanics au….other sports au….

Asexuality and polyamory

different soulmate aus like red string of fate, first words, etc. etc. and maybe wish baby aus (see: hockey rpf)

Fake relationship because that's great always

coming from the f1rpf fandom i think i was very spoiled with the mass of fics that exist and the length of some of them and that what i am kind of missing i loove a good slowburn or long fics general and motogp doesn‘t have a lot of those (i know very big coming from someone that doesn‘t write themselfes) i just love being able to explore the relationships in fics very thorough (be it romantic or platonic) like yes give me the pining, the weird flirting attemts, the award first dates (or morning after), the reactions of friends/family to them, give me all of that and more imagine something like „everything changes“ (i hope you are familiar it is basically a f1 fic that outlived both drivers careers and its 5mio words long) of course it doesn‘t have to be in that extent but like going through their entire carrers (together and apart) and seeing how the relationship changes (would work really well with rozquez or pedronzo but also with so many others)

Full long fics

I’d also love more sports aus in general!

Magic Realism

Maybe some kine of soulmate fic? I feel like the writers don’t write about it and if they wrote it is left unfinished -and this is not a dig for them but it is just an observation-, also this one is just for me but as someone who LOVES angst and hurt/no comfort I realised there isn’t a lot of hurt/no comfort but this is only me who loves to cry over fics 😂

More A/B/O stuff or maybe AU where riders (mainly MotoGP riders) have normal jobs and are the guardians or adopted parents of riders in the lower categories

more fluff!

more of the riders being normal people (obviously they are not but like normal people jobs). i think a normal person job contrasted with a decidingly not normal love story would be good. maybe some espionage i would like that as well.

More poly relationships maybe?

Not exactly concepts, but I do think we deserve some long 100k+ word fics! I love shorter single-chaptered fics but sometimes a slow burn is required Also maybe I'm a weirdo pervert sicko but there isn't enough PWP (on ao3 at least). Someone get on that please <3 for me <3

Pure domestic fluff, aus like college/office

this fandom needs more internalized homophobia discussion!! these men are all catholic ik it would be crazy in the brain space for everyone. also marc choking kink tine travel or body swap aus

Oh i like silly fics too, something light and funny and a bit crack is always welcomed! Also text fics, they're great (forgot to put them in the tropes i like, so here). A silly little text fic with a riders group chat could be very funny. Also like i mentioned before, amnesia fics and injury/feelings revelation fics work so well for motogp rpf, id love to see more.

Vampire AU (because I really liked that in 'a few leaps of faith)

I really like genderbending and the challanges being a woman in moto would bring

contexts

Carnivorous circuits for sure.

I'm a sucker for Single dad/kid fics and AUs in general. I also kinda like it when one person is famous/a rider and the other one isnt

Street racing. It's more of a car thing, but I'm sure motorcycles do a similar thing. I'm a suckered for au's like that and I haven't seen nearly enough in the motorsport community as a whole, not the mention motogp has like...none (that I've found at least)

Okay next, i always love a good football au! Any pairing okay, football au are just the best. Long fic, ficlet, national teams, local teams, rivals, teammates... Everything is great <3

rosquez

a long canonverse rosquez from vale’s POV

A lot of the rosquez content I've seen has been post-reunion which is of course lovely but I would love to see more stuff set pre-Sepang...exploration of the ways their relationship was already a little toxic...foreshadowing galore...I Would Like To See It

More rosquez post reunion. Further exploration of agnst-crrnt's rosquez time jumping fic.

If anyone writes the Rosquez baby AU at some point I will be eternally grateful!Longggg vale/Marc from Marc’s rookie season through to vale’s retirement

UH. Well first one is very basic, the more rosquez reconciliation fics there are, the more i will be happy lol. It would be very interesting also to see more Vale dealing with his internalized homophobia (which he definitely has) and the crippling fear he has when it comes to Marc (basically lets get Vale to therapy lmao), and a bit more of how Marc was conflicted with his desire to be with his idol and the desire to be him, and also his feelings after all the injuries and the horrible honda year, like the conflict again with the desire to win and the need to be cared for (put him in therapy too lol). So like, Rosquez reconciliation where they still are two little shits (affectionate) but older and wiser (author sended them to therapy holding them at gunpoint).

Vale and marc as teammates, age gap between various stuff, power dynamics between people, especially between mentors or menteesvale/marc being teleported into a universe where they never argued and seeing what it could have been

just general rosquez reconciliation

vale

hmmm dad vale bc him being a girl dad has my whole heart

The enigma that was young Rossi‼️

vr46 riders

Lots of vr46 academy au's where they have special powers? Personally I would also love some darker stuff too.

Relationships between the VR46 riders. They’ve spent so much time together since they were young and the dynamic isn’t talked about enough. Also, someone please write about the hero worship they have for Vale, the synthesizing of this god like figure they’ve grown up admiring to the very flesh and blood man they’ve come to know.

vr46 harem au

other specific pairings

Dani and Jorge get banged by Vale together

I would like to read more about the marc/Fabio relationship post 2020, especially in relation to the physical and mental difficulties that marc had to face

i would love more aleix poli content we talk a lot abt his boyfriends but it ends up only talk ! let that man fuck all his guys !!!!

I'd love more Marc/Fabio fics. I think their relationship could be a little bit like Marc/Vale but not as passionate and destructive.

marquezcest

pedrenzo arranged marriage au that is 50k but lives only in my head………

Then i have this idea of a Luca/Bezz guardian angel au, where luca is the angel assigned to bez and bez is his usual self who is VERY HARD to keep alive (and he really gets on Luca's nerves at first, cause luca is the type who reads all the manuals and gets the maximum score at text and all of that and little chaotic bez just... doesn't make sense to him). I will never write it cause i'm not a writer, but i want to put this prompt out to the world cause i'd love it so much if someone felt inspired by it!

Okay last thing (i'm sure there is PLENTY more but i don't have so much space lol), a Tony/Fabio full story would make my day, it doesn't even to be long, i'd just be happy to read more about them <3

#motogp #valentino rossi #marc marquez #rpf #motogp rpf survey #motogprpfsr #maybe this can give inspiration to some people #this was fairly interesting to read through

[unluckyhoneybee]

Hiii!

can you write an imagine with Quartararo where he falls in love with a Brazilian journalist? Thanks xoxo

Okay, but imagine. You didn't meet at work. You meet at a party or something and he was like *heart eyes* for you the whole time.

Then he has to do some interview for Brazil's TV and he sees you there and goes all nervous and giggly.

You blush when you see him because you remember the party and oh. It was one of those moments in which nothing happens but it does. I don't know if I'm explaining myself. You two spent the whole night talking and dancing together. Not more than a few touches here and there happened, but you two felt something.

The interview doesn't go as well as you planned because you are nervous as hell and the questions don't come how they should. On his side, he can barely form the answer.

As weeks and GP go by, you two calm the nerves. But Fabio won't stop talking to you to his friends. Tom is tired of hearing him.

"Talk to her" "What?" "Talk to her or shut up. It's been weeks. She likes you" "I can't talk with a reporter" "How do you do interviews then?"

Fabio finds you in the media pen. You are picking your things because you have already finished.

"Hi, Fabio" "Hi"

He is there looking at you with a smile and you think he looks really cute with his new hairstyle.

"Um... Would you... like... go out for dinner with me?"

You look up at him and smile so wide.

"Do you want me to?" "Of course" "Okay"

And he is all happy because he has the biggest crush in you.

I didn't like this one, it took me a while to come up with something to write. Sorry.

#fabio quartararo #fq #blurb #fluff #motogp

[miercoooles]

Ah, I totally get it with university since I'm a student in sports management and shortly before my bachelor thesis before doing my masters. Good luck with uni, you'll kill it!!!

Also, as for requests maybe just some fluff with Checo after his girlfriend or wife crashed during a MotoGP or Formula 1 race andaybe she's also the sister of a driver of your choice?

🏎️

Curious question but, HOW ARE YOU SURVIVING THAT??? BACHELOR’S THESIS AND THEN MASTER’S DEGREE??? (You don’t have to answer) Are you getting enough rest, buddy? Please don’t forget to take breaks, but I admire and salute you for that dedication honestly 🥹🫶

As for the request, I gotchu! I’ll be putting that on my queue! Do you mind if I refer to you as 🏎️ anon ?

#mar answers #that’s such a cute request #there will be angst so beware #sergio perez x reader #sergio perez x y/n #sergio perez x you #sergio perez fanfic #checo perez x reader #checo perez x y/n #checo perez x you #formula 1 x reader #f1 x reader #formula one x reader #you are now my 🏎️ anon