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marquez-junky8920 · 2 years

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You know me I’m gonna request it. Riding Marc’s bike with him leading to making love on the bike 😉😏your awesome btw!! When is new content to be expected?🥰

Alright alright ladies and gents... In honor of Marc getting second place last weekend, behold

✨My Comeback✨

Bike Love

'Amore!' Marc shouted from the closet upstairs.

'Yes?' You hummed out from the kitchen. Just as you turned around from the sink you saw him jogging down the stairs in his armor jacket and gloves, helmet in hand.

'Wanna be my backpack today? It's been a while since we've taken a ride together.' He set his helmet on the counter and wrapped his gloved hand around your waist to pull you closer to him. You smiled and kissed his lips.

'I'd love to. Do you know where my jacket and boots are?'

'I think they're still in the closet. Near where my jacket was.'

'I'll be right back. Don't run off without me.'

'I would never.' He laughed at the playful glare you shot at him as he smacked your ass while you walked away. Getting to the closet, you quickly located your jacket, boots, helmet, and gloves. You got dressed as quickly as you could and made your way down the stairs and into the garage where Marc was waiting for you. His helmet was already on and when he turned his head to look at you, you felt your knees buckle. Something about him in a helmet just made you absolutely melt. Especially when he nodded his head at you like he did just now.

'Wanna take a ride?' He asked cheekily.

'What's it cost pretty boy?'

'Free of charge. Although we can negotiate favors when we get home.' He winked at you and threw his leg over the bike before revving the engine to life.

'You got yourself a deal. This better not be a cheap ride though.'

'I promise I'll make it worth your while.'

You put your foot on the back peg and swung yourself to be perched behind him. Your arms naturally went around his waist as he moved the kickstand up and pulled out of the garage and onto the road. You missed the feeling of the wind and the quiet of a bike ride with him. Life had been getting in the way so much recently between work, family, and bills that you'd sort of lost touch with the simple things in life. Starting with a couples bike ride.

'Having fun?' You heard in your ear suddenly and jumped slightly.

'Jesus... You scared me. I forgot that we have these things now.' You spoke back, laughing when you heard his laugh fill your helmet. He'd invested in some 2-way communication sets to install in your helmets so that you could talk to each other. It was probably one of the best purchases he'd made.

'Yes, I am having fun. I missed this. Just us two and the road.' You sighed, looking at the sudden wide open spaces around you. Mountains, blue skies, sun shining, and perfect temperatures.

'It has been a while. I missed you.' He admitted, letting go of one of the handlebars and grabbing hold of your hand wrapped around him. You squeezed his fingers lightly before his hand went to rest on your knee for a moment.

'Where are we even going?'

'I figured we could grab a late breakfast and just go home afterwards. Nothing too fancy.'

'God... I get a ride free of charge AND breakfast? You're spoiling me.'

'You're paying me back later, little lady. Don't think you're getting off easy.' You could practically hear the smirk in his voice. It was almost like his dirty mind was playing out right in front of you.

'I see how it is. You only like me for my blowjobs.' His helmet nodded and his shoulders shrugged before he retorted.

'Among many other things, yes. Absolutely. No questions asked.'

'You are so unbelievable.' You chuckled to yourself before just holding on for the rest of the ride.

Breakfast was fairly quiet. It was just the 2 of you in the small diner and you'd been sat next to a window with a perfect view of the mountains. He held your hand across the table the entire time and you caught him every now and then just staring at you. Like he was doing right now.

'Why do you keep staring at me? Do I have something on my face?' You asked.

'Not at all. I just like looking at my woman. Is that a crime?' He raised a playful eyebrow as he brought your hand up to kiss it. You felt your cheeks start to flush slightly.

'I suppose not.' You smiled shyly at him.

'I love you.' He said softly, still rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand.

'I love you.'

'You ready to go?' He asked.

'Yeah. Although I think I may need to unbutton my pants when I sit on the bike. I have a food baby.' You groaned, getting up from the table and patting your stomach.

'Boy or girl?' He laughed.

'We're keeping it a secret until the birth. I think it's a girl though.' You rubbed your stomach before his hand followed suit.

'Congratulations.' He smiled a smile that reached his eyes before he put his helmet back on. You got on the back of the bike and held on as he drove you home. Believe it or not, you were so full and so comfortable leaning onto his back that you began to fall asleep a little bit.

'Wake up love. You gotta hang on.' You heard Marc's voice through the comms.

'Mm... I'm so sleepy. How much longer?'

'Like 3 more minutes. You can make it.' He coaxed, rubbing his hand on your knee again. What seemed like an eternity later, he pulled up into the garage and closed the door before turning the bike off. He put the kickstand out and allowed you to get off first before he did the same. You both took your helmets, jackets, and gloves off and just as you went to turn around and walk inside to put everything away, Marc grabbed your arm and pulled you back to him. You giggled and suddenly didn't feel so tired anymore...

'Hey there gorgeous.' He bit his lip as his rough hand wandered down to grip at your ass. He was closely in tune to how your body pushed further into his touch and you craned your neck up to kiss him.

'Payment so early? I thought I'd have some time to get some lingerie on to give you a double payment.' You were so close to his mouth that you were sure he could feel your breath fanning his face as he smirked. He looked like a tiger hunting its prey with the look he was giving you.

'What's the point of that if I'm just going to rip it off of you anyway?' He lilted, going down to kiss your neck as he leaned back on his bike and taking you with him.

'I-it's fun, that's the point.' You sighed, leaning your head back to give him more access as your fingers gripped the backs of his arms.

'Mm... This is better though.' He whispered, unzipping your jeans and slowly teasing the line of your panties. He snaked his fingers inside your lace panties and rubbed light circles onto your clit. 'Don't you think?' He chuckled. You couldn't form a response as your knees buckled underneath you and a moan caught in your throat.

'I think you agree princess.' He said in a low voice that made the puddle between your legs that much worse. A moan was finally drawn from your lips when his long fingers entered inside of you and curled repeatedly. Before you could say anything, Marc had you both turned around where you were leaning back on the bike and he was pinning you between him and the leather seat that you used to support yourself.

'Oh god... I love your fingers so much.' You moaned, bringing your leg up to wrap around his waist. This was oddly attractive what he was doing - taking you over his bike like this. Never in a million years would you have thought that you'd be turned on by such a minute thing, but here you were, legs spread, his hand in your jeans, and your fingers unzipping his jeans to find his already hard cock. You gripped him and slowly began stroking him underneath his boxers, enjoying the way that his lip made its way between his perfect teeth.

'Faster.' He growled in your ear, speeding up his fingers on your clit just as your hand increased its pace. His hips began to thrust in time with your hand before he took his hand from in your jeans and grabbed your throat to bring you into a searing kiss.

'Turn around for me.' he whispered just loud enough for you to hear even though it was only the two of you in the entire house. You obeyed of course. Who wouldn't say yes to Marc Marquez telling them to turn around? You would've been stupid not to.

Marc's hands were quick in their efforts to pull your jeans just enough down your legs to where he had full access to what he wanted most. You heard him pull down his jeans as well before you jolted forward lightly at the feel of his tip running through your soaked folds.

'You look so fucking beautiful.' He sighed out, running a hand up your back and to your hair before grabbing a fistful and pulling you back just as he slammed himself inside you. He wasted no time in thrusting inside of you and setting the pace as hard and fast.

'Oh fuck! Right there right there!' You chanted, reaching behind you to grab at his hip as he continued to pound into you. His grunts and your moans filled the garage and to be quite honest, neither of you cared if the neighbors heard.

'Yeah? You like my dick, don't you?' He smirked into your ear and bit your neck lightly as a moan squeaked out from you. 'Say it. Tell me you love my dick.' He said, spanking you to emphasis his point.

'Ah! Yes I love y-you dick, oh my god yes!' You whined out as his fingers roughly played with your clit again. He was a man on a mission right now and he would stop at nothing until you were falling apart for him.

'I want you to cum. Can you do that for me amore, hm? Be daddy's little girl?' He hummed into your ear, his hot breath sending the best kinds of chills down your spine.

'Mmm yes!'

'Good girl. Now cum for daddy.' He groaned, feeling you tighten around him and your legs begin to shake as his fingers never stopped their relentless circles on your clit. 'Fuck you're so tight...' He grunted, hips stuttering and slamming into you one last time before he pulled out and got you on your knees to cum in your mouth. Seeing you on your knees and waiting for him to cum in your mouth was one of his favorite views ever. He didn't even have to do anything since your mouth took control and you hollowed out your cheeks as he released inside your mouth. Swallowing everything he had to offer, you tenderly sucked him for a few more seconds before placing one last kiss on his tip and taking his hand that he offered to help you stand up. Your arms went around his shoulders and he cocked his head sideways a little bit as if he was thinking.

'Hey, question... Is that lingerie option still on the table? I had dinner, now I want my dessert.' He said, that predatory gaze right back in his eyes.

'Give me 5 minutes and dessert will be served in bed.' You winked, kissing his lips before pulling your jeans back up and walking inside. Before you closed the garage door behind you, you looked over your shoulder to tell him something that you knew would make him crazy.

'And baby?'

'Hm?'

'Make sure to grab the whipped cream from the fridge. I'd hate to see a good dessert go to waste without a little whipped cream.'

END

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lucy90712 · 2 years

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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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lxndonorris · 8 months

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MotoGP/Moto2 Imagines

Aron Canet:

the ride (S)

feeling sore (S)

show-off (S)

Enea Bastianini:

lights out, night out (S)

Fabio Quartararo:

helping hand (S)

old habits die hard (S)

paddock cruising (F)

gentle kisses (S)

training day (S)

sunsets (F)

Jack Miller:

comforting touch (S)

Jorge Lorenzo:

warm bodies (S)

hidden talents (F)

Marc Marquez:

mala mia (S)

Marco Bezzecchi:

suit and tie (S)

fluffy surprise (F)

Maverick Vinales:

smile with your eyes (F)

finesse (S)

Miguel Oliveira:

welcome home (F)

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bestialopez · 6 months

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you're back | enea bastianini

summary: after tough year, enea finally wins

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ducaticorse Enea Bastianini underwent surgery on his left ankle and left hand fractured in yesterday's crash at the Calatan Grand Prix. The 2 surgeries were concluded successfully and Enea will soon begin the post-surgery recovery. The Ducati Lenovo Team rider will have to miss the next home GP and two events at the end of the month in India and Japan.

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ducaticorse Look who's back! Bestia is fit and ready for the Malaysian Grand Prix.

user good luck enea!!!

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bestia23 Finally I can smile again😁🏆🥇

ducaticorse la bestia is back❤️

user congratulations enea!!! no one deserved this win more than you😍

user let's repeat it again next week

pecco63 nice to see you back🔥

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yourusername i knew you can do it! words cannot describe how proud of you i am❤️‍🔥

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cheriladycl01 · 1 month

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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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starkwlkr · 10 months

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🙏🏻🙏🏻 i just wanted to double check before requesting so i don't overwhelm your inbox! can i request an au for marc marquez? fans are speculating as to why y/n hasn't been seen at races and has gone radio silent on social media and marc not posting cute stories with her and they think they might've broken up but turns out they had a baby instead? dad!marc has been on my mind for some reason haha. Thank you!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

daddy’s little fan | marc marquez

thank you anon for the request!! dad!marc is always on my mind 🫶🏼

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y/n.l/n looks like i have competition for the title of the biggest marc marquez fan 🥲

fabioquartararo20 i hope he likes the onesie i gifted him!

y/n.l/n he loves it, thank you Fabio!!

marcmarquez93 you two can be my biggest fans ❤️

y/n.l/n santiago and i love you 🤍

paddockgirlies SO THIS IS WHY YOU GUYS DIDNT POST YOURE A DILF AND A MILF OMG

motogp Marc’s biggest fan is always welcome in the paddock!

marquezfans I KNEW YOU DIDNT BREAK UP

alexmarquez73 the favorite uncle is coming to visit!

marcmarquez93 santi said to bring snacks

alexmarquez73 😐😐

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marcmarquez93 has added to their story

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marcmarquez93 resting with my number one fan before COTA ❤️ and y/n is here too

y/n.l/n love you too 🙄❤️

fabioquartararo20 is santi joining us in the paddock?😉

marcmarquez93 he already wants to get on the bike 😊

alexmarquez73 he’s going to win more world championships than you, I’m calling it right now

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pretend it says the baby’s name on marc’s helmet ok? ok 😍😘

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motogp here’s to daddy’s little fan! marcmarquez93 dedicated his COTA win to his newborn son, Santiago. Congratulations on fatherhood, Marc!

wagstyle they’re the best parents already 🥲

fammarquez all the post race interviews are so adorable! love how he talks about his son and y/n

63peccofans63 him putting the hat on baby marquez was my favorite part 😭

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marquezian · 2 days

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Pecco Bagnaia checks out Marc Márquez's rear tyre, Jerez, 2024

#imagine being the first motogp bitch in your paddock to like get your body done like ass shots #arm done hips contoured #and then you rode into the starting grid and everybody was just shookedt like everyone dropped their startup routine and was just in shock?#and you were straddling your bike in your wantmylook.com thigh high lace up boots like your life depended on it yes GAWD #*#mm #marc marquez #*pic #jerez24

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old-lorarri · 6 months

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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 ─ 𝐅𝐐𝟏 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ everyones fav best friend duo haven't been seen together in 2 moths leaving people wondering what went down between them ❩ ─ pairing . . . ❨ fabio quartararo x band! bassist! bestfriend! reader ❩ ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ this is so short and kinda shit for my first motogp fic been feeling kinda stressed lately but what ever please enjoy! ❩

❨ taglist | masterlist ❩

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yourinstagram made this man a daddy literally (also we are back on speaking terms btw so please stop worrying 🥰)

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anon ─ hi!! can i rq a smau or a fic abt fabio quartararo where he’s dating a drummer or a bassist please

anon ─ the way i geeked when i saw that ure accepting requests!! can i request a oneshot or fic abt fabio quartararo where he’s having like a fwb situation w his best friend and she found out shes preggers and it’s all angsty but happy ending??

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shoot-the-oneshot · 22 days

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BEST OF MOTOGP

Marc Marquez x reader x Carlos Sainz love triangle.

Read Part 1 here

3 years ago

With every step towards the garage your heart beat faster and faster, you have been working with the brand for what felt like forever and you finally got it. Redbull social media specifically focused on MotoGP you honesty would’ve been happy with any type of racing but you were ecstatic with your placement.

You don't know why you were nervous everyone has told you again and again how kind Marc was but you’ve had some unsavory experiences with other athletes coming up that didn’t understand or appreciate the new way of technology and in turn you.

You tried to keep your head up walking into the Repsol garage being amazed by the fast past everything was moving at. Being so caught up you jumped when a hand landed on your arm.

“I’m sorry, I’m Marc didn't mean to scare you.” He spoke holding a hand out for you, happily taking it. “Hi I'm Y/n, a part of the media team, its so nice to meet you”

Marcs eyes widened. “A new member of the family! please allow me to show you around.” He lead you all around the paddock introducing you to everyone you passed. Ending back at the Repsol garage he left you to a meeting with your boss wishing you good luck before he sped off to practice.

“He’s really nice right?” You spun to the right at the new voice seeing a slightly older than you blonde woman, who nodded to where you were watching Marc leave.

“Out of all the people I’ve worked with this team is by far the best and most welcoming, I'm Susan by the way while I'm technically in charge as long as you do the job and don't cause havoc we won’t have an issue.” She winked making you drop your shoulders and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, making her laugh.

“Come on, I’ll show you the best spots for content during the race.”

1 year later (2 years ago)

“I’m really glad you let me come.” Marc spoke almost shyly with a red dusting across his cheeks as he followed your lead down the streets of your hometown. “How could i not, you practically begged.” You teased, smiling as you looked up at him as you stopped walking now there was only a few inches between you both.

“I’d beg just to learn your favorite color if that’s what it took.” He whispered, his fingertips grazing your cheek as he moved a strand of hair out of your face. Marc wishes he remembered the moment he fell for you, when he stopped seeing only the color of your eyes and started seeing his everything in them. But it's times like this he almost doesn’t care when, just that it’s there now.

“It’s red.” You answered breathlessly almost speechless from the was he was gazing at you. Your heart started racing as you noticed how close he’d gotten, his breath fanning across your face. “Tell me to stop.”

“I don't want you to.” Clutching his shirt in your hands to keep him close. Marc laughed lowly brushing his noes against yours, “Then tell me to kiss you.” He had to hear it, he had to know you wanted it as bad as he did before he did anything that couldn't be taken back.

Tired of waiting you pulled on his shirt crashing his lips against yours, Marc got over the shock instantly, pulling you tighter against him, so close you couldn’t tell where you ended and he began . Pulling away only when the need to breathe became overwhelming, even then he didn’t move away far.

“I really wish you would’ve done that sooner.” He smiled against your lips, and reluctantly stepped back remembering you were in public. Not before taking your hand in his. “Where’s that cafe you wanted to show me?” At his words you lit up practically dragging him in your excitement “Oh it’s right around the corner come on!”

During the season you shared many moments like the one shared then, getting closer and closer to each other and after the season you and Marc found yourselves back in your hometown it was just small enough that no one bombarded him plus he had never seen you so relaxed than when you were there. So his pushed to come back during the break.

“Come on champ i thought you were an athlete!” You shouted behind you where Marc was, you wanted to show him one of your favorite hikes it was rough but the view up top was worth it.

“I’m just making sure you don’t fall behind amore.” Marcs words dragged making you look back seeing his eyes locked on your butt, he only smiled being caught making you laugh.

Reaching the top, you shouted in excitement spinning around “we made it! Marc quickly wrapped you in his arms spinning you around kissing all over your face. “Marcy!” You giggled meeting his lips as he set you down.

“Come on we need a picture to remember this great feat.” You cozied up to Marc as you held out your phone being sure to get the view behind you, and capturing Marcs wide grin.

“One last photo together hm?” He said, looking everywhere but at you, sighing you rubbed his arm “It’s hardly the last time we will see each other, I’ll only be gone one season.”

“Practically forever.”

Present

Out of all the things you expected to see once you turned the corner was to see Marc and Carlos in some stand off their respective teams separating the two men. “What’s going on?”

Carlos who was just shaking out of Charles hold looked like a deer caught in headlights. “Nothing”

You looked to Marc knowing he would tell you the truth. But he just walked past you pausing once your shoulders met staring at the wall ahead. “I take it back, don’t pick him.”

Spinning around you grabbed his arm not at all finished with the conversation.

“You always tell me what to do first, not to fall for you now, don't fall for him what do you want!” You exclaimed not able to handle the mixed signals it nearly broke your heart when Marc told you nothing could happen between you two all those years ago because you worked together.

Flashback 1 year and a half ago

You and Marc layed by the pool soaking in the sun, legs tangled together. Smiling as you felt him press small kisses leading to your neck from your shoulder. “Stop” you laughed softly. Pushing him away just making him tighten his hold even more ensuring you couldnt escape. Caressing his face when he pulled away from your neck running your thumb over his cheek bone as he gazed at you.

“What color tie are you going to wear to the gala this year.” You asked out of the blue making his brows furrow and pull away further, making your hand drop. “Probably black why?”

“I wanted to make sure my dress matched.” Being a part of Redbull socials you were invited anyway and thought it would be cute to tie together. But seeing the look he got on his face you were starting to second guess yourself.

“You know no one can know we’re doing this right?” Your world screeched to a stop like a scratched record at his words. “What?” You breathed out. Marc sat up pulling away from you and sighed. “I don't want it to look bad on you if it got out, i care about you and don't want you to get all the hate you’d get for being with me. But we can still dance at the gala.” He spoke cuddling back into you, which you were gad for so he couldn't see your eyes glassing over. “Yeah” your voice cracked “yeah we can.”

(Flahback over)

Marc sighed. “We both knew being just friends would never work.” He grabbed the back of your neck pressing his lips against your forehead. “I’m so sorry for what i said before but i was always yours and i hope you’ll be mine one day.”

With those as his parting words you found yourself alone, needing time for your thought you decided to walk through the paddock to clear your head. Your heart eached seeing Ferrari red everywhere. After Marc shut down any chance of being serious, you begged for a change of scenery landing a place in F1 more specifically Toro Rosso whatever pain you felt Carlos helped you overcome and then you went back to MotoGP and everything got complicated.

“Y/N! Y/n wait!” Your body froze before you could think Carlos stood in front of you the next moment his eyes begging you to hear him out.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, you weren’t supposed to.” He breathed out, hands twitching like he fighting the urge to reach out. “Didnt apologize for doing it” he everted his gaze at your words before straighting up taking a deep breath.

“I know you have feelings for both of us, and i know i can’t do anything about it. But i just want you to remember who broke your heart and who picked up the pieces.” Carlos squeezed your hand that you didn't know he grabbed before turning to walk away,

You sighed falling onto your bed at the hotel, you knew it wouldn’t be smooth sailing with Marc showing up at Carlos race but you didn't expect this much trouble. Carlos was right he did pick up the pieces of your heart after Marc broke it, but part of you wondered what would’ve happened if you didn't run to F1 after that conversation.

During that season Marc didn’t disappear he made his presence known despite the unopened text from him in your phone he still sent flowers to every race and invited you back to Spain for the summer, perhaps he was right. Being just friends would never work

Your inner monologue being cut short by your phone going off, leaning over with a groan your brows furrowed at the text.

Carlos: check your email.

Ignoring the message you open your emails seeing a brand new one from Ferraris head of marketing personal email.

“Hello Y/n, it has come to our attention you were looking at other options outside of your current employer, you have come highly recommended from some of our employees during your time in F1 a few years ago and we would love to add you to our team. Given your close relationship to one of our drivers we think you would make a wonderful addition.

We have reviewed your current contract with Redbull and would like to offer to buy it out and add a 20% raise to your salary plus benefits. No need to interview please get back to us at your soonest convenience.

Scuderia Ferrari, Social media, Marketing team

Practically throwing your phone across the room your breathing picked up. While it was a fantastic offer and one that would definitely keep you and Carlos together it wasn’t what you wanted, wasn’t who you wanted.

Rushing from your bed you pulled open the door to your room and ran through the hallway stopping abruptly as you nearly bumped into Marc a few feet away.

“What’s wrong?” What are you doing out here.” You both spoke simultaneously.

“Ferrari offered to buy me out of my contract.” You rushed out making Marc roll his eyes and chuckle humorlessly. “So that’s what he meant.”

“You, you knew?” You stammered over your words. “That’s what he told me earlier” you’ve never seen Marc so withheld before, at least not with you.

“And you didn't tell me!” You exclaimed, Marc sighed running his hand over his face. “If it’s what you wanted i didn’t want to stop you. Would it kill me, yes, but all i want is for you to be happy even without me.”

“How good is the contract?” He asked before you could say anything, keeping a good few feet between you.

“Really good.” His face hardened at your words nodding his head he made a move to turn away before you stopped him.

“But not good enough to leave you.”

Marc spun back around so fast though thought he would’ve broken something making you giggle. “Really?” He asked needing to be sure it wanted to his imagination. “Ever since that kiss you’re all i wanted.” You whispered being afraid any louder tone would break the spell.

Marc quickly erased the distance between you and wrapped you in his arms nuzzling his nose against yours.

“Tell me you’re mine.” He smiled against your lips reminding you of the first time.

“I’m yours, i pick you.”

That next break you found yourself back sun bathing with Marc at your home in Spain, the sun shining off his wedding ring from its place on your thigh. Your husband sending daggers at stitch who was lounging in your arms.

“I never thought id be jealous of a dog.” He grumbled laying his head back down on your chest when you giggled. “Aw poor baby.” Rubbing your hand through his hair, feeling him smile against your skin. While it was a rollercoaster getting there you wouldn’t change the life you had for anything.

Woah what a ride i hope you guys liked it let me know in the comments Carlos’s part will be out soon check out part one and Carlos part here

Best of both worlds prt1

Best of MotoGP Marcs ending

Best of F1 Carlos ending coming soon

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https://www.tumblr.com/moonshynecybin/744318694337970176/the-spectrum-of-vr46-riders-opinion-on-marc-is

Please break it down 🙏🏼🙏🏼

scholars in the replies to my original post @topnotchquark and @xoxogossipzoe... we were actually communicating telepathically here

like. its incredibly revealing in terms of their sense of self and what they think is important wrt vale and the interplay of their own identity… it’s about how they individually— as people who idolize, know, and owe humongous amounts of their success to valentino rossi— conceptualize themselves as separate entities from him. do they want to be their own person (luca). will they take his vendettas unto themselves (bez). is it worth it bc they owe him. is it worth it bc they want him to be proud of them. is it not worth it at all. do you think it’s normal to hate marc bc he wronged vale eight years ago. when you were a child.

the other biggest part is like. marc is fucking annoying. he pisses people off all of the time. and they’re vr46 riders, so everything that they do concerning marc will be seen as a message from vale’s camp. they are all looped in together under the vr46 brand. a united front. they are his legacy, and in many ways his proxy within the sport whether they want to be or not. so they also have to weigh if its worth it to get into that grade A 100% high quality premium BEEF. do they want that smoke from a pr standpoint (pecco does not). and do they want to make an enemy of a CRAZY MAN who is the only one to permanently get under valentino rossi’s skin. all of the academy’s members in the premiere class have individual answers to these questions and i think they’re VERY revealing in terms of their character…

#imagine dealing with all of that crazy shit and then he’s really kind when you have a very scary crash #probably an odd thing to process for franky.#motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez

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the-offside-rule · 5 months

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Marc Marquez (Ducati) - The Gift That Keeps On Giving

Day 4 of Christmas

As Y/n sat down in her family living room, she couldn't help but feel slightly gloomy. This was meant to be a joyous time of year but for Y/n and her boyfriend Marc, they didn't like it as much, simply because they never stayed together for Christmas and went to their family homes instead. She watched as her family excitedly opened their presents. She had a few, mainly clothes and jewellery but nothing major. "You alright?" Her mother asked. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Her mum knew fine rightly that she was missing Marc. She always did at Christmas. "Oh for God's sake." She mumbled. She left the sitting room leaving Y/n confused as to if she did something wrong, only for her mum to come back with the biggest bouquet she had ever seen and a box. "What is-"

"He told me to give it to you at a certain time but you're moping around made me cave." She said. "Happy Christmas love." Y/n grinned as she reached for the envelope attached to the flowers and opened it.

Hello, my love

I hope you and your family are enjoying Christmas so far. I am missing you more and more with every moment that passes but I'm sure you're enjoying the one day where you don't have me annoying you every waking moment.

Y/n smiled as she read on.

As you can see, you have a bouquet of flowers. Hopefully they haven't died yet but I promise you if they have, they were beautiful when I bought them for you. As for what is in the box, I'll let you open it now, then open the envelope inside.

Y/n's face lit up as she grabbed the box beside the flowers and untied the beautifully wrapped gift. Once she opened it, she was met with the cutest eyes she had ever seen. There inside, was a golden labrador with a pretty bow around his collar. She gasped as she lifted the creature out of the box and into her arms. "Oh, he's perfect." She whispered, not to scare the pup. "There's another envelope there." Her mother spoke up, handing her the envelope that was in the box. Y/n opened it again and saw his handwriting.

If you're reading this letter, you have met Diego. He is there to keep you company until I get to kiss your face again. I'll see you soon, my love and Feliz Navidad♡

Te Amo, Marc

Y/n wiped her eyes dry. "Oh I love this man so much." Y/n cried, holding the dog. "I miss him so much." Her mum held her. "Why did he want me to open it later?" Before her mum could answer, the doorbell rang. "That's probably gran. Would you mind getting it?" Y/n nodded and put her dog down before getting up and going out to open the front door. Before her stood Marc with his suitcase and gifts, as his family followed behind him. "Hello, mi amor." He smiled.

"Marc!" She almost shrieked, jumping I his arms and kissing his face over and over again. Y/n's family came out to see what the commotion was about and saw the couple finally reunited. "What are you doing here?!" Y/n asked. "Well, I-" They were interrupted by the small barks of a puppy at their feet. "I see you open your presents a bit early." He laughed. "Yes, he's been taking care of me." Marc bent down and took the puppy into his own arms. "Muy bien, hombre." He said, petting the pup. "Oh my goodness, this is the best Christmas ever." Y/n grinned. "It is." Marc whispered, before planting a kiss onto his girlfriend's cheek. "Feliz Navidad, mi amor." She caressed his face and smiled even wider than before. "Happy Christmas, Marc."

#motogp imagine #marc marquez x reader #marc marquez imagine #marc marquez fanfic #marc marquez x y/n #marc marquez #christmas #christmas imagine #christmas fanfic #christmas fic #f1 blurb #f1 imagine #f1 oneshot #f1 oneshots #fic rec #fic recommendation

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marquez-junky8920 · 11 months

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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

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lucy90712 · 9 months

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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.

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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

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safetycar-restart · 7 months

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KINKTOBER DAY 7: LONG TERM DENIAL [MARC MARQUES X READER]

NOTE: This is an NSFW fic with sub!marc and dom!reader. If this you're under 18 or not interested, then scroll past. Otherwise click read more and if you like it, maybe check out the rest of my blog!

This is part of a kinktober project where I post a different fic with a different motorsports athlete every day, the concept for each day will be discussed more on my blog so if you have any thoughts about it, feel free to stop by :))

It's no secret that Marc likes a challenge, and when he gets a reward he likes to feel like he's really worked for it. And he loves being set clear challenges and rules that he has to obey, and they must be difficult challenges too. He wants to really work for it.

And one such challenge is a game you like to play with marc where you randomly decide to not let him cum for a long period of time. He isnt allowed to touch himself without permission, has to send you pictures whenever you ask, has to edge himself whenever you tell him to, and only gets to cum when you decide he's allowed.

Often you'll do this when he has a few away races.

You overstimulate him on the day before he leaves, making him cum so much that he's crying and begging for mercy, completely wrung dry. Then, once he was recovered, you informed him that he wouldn't be cumming again until he was back home with you. He isnt allowed to cum throughout the entire away stretch of races.

He smiles, fully ready for the challenge. He thrives when he has something like this to focus on, tasks to do, challenges to overcome, something to think about. He likes the feeling he gets when he starts to become desperate and unsatisfied, likes that he's feeling it because he's obeying you.

So of course he agrees, and he does exactly as he's told.

He has to edge himself once every night, and send you a picture of his cock every time. Which he does of course, followed by a selfie because he wants to.

He doesn't ask if he can cum, doesn't even think about asking because you've told him when he'll be allowed to and he wouldn't dream of doing it earlier than that.

Sometimes you'll call him when he texts to say he's edging, ask him to tell you about his day while he strokes himself. It drives him insane, because you don't dirty talk or instruct him or anything, you just ask him about his day, about where he's been, about how the bike felt, etc, and he has to answer seriously and properly or else you'll add another edge to the total.

When he whimpers and stutters, you tell him he has to edge one more time, some nights going up to five edges before he finally manages to answer you properly.

And he loves it.

Even though he's frustrated and so so turned on, he also sleeps so well because he's been good and he's done as you asked and he knows he will deserve his reward when the time comes.

#kinktober tag #sub!marc #mm #nsfw.#gn!reader #marc marquez #marc marquez x reader #marc marquez imagine #motogp imagine #motogp x reader

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smooth-perceval · 7 months

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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.

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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.

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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

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