I wanted to seperate my motogp creative work from my main account (which has turned mainly into a yapping account lol) so I'll post my fics, moodboards etc over here.
I'll tag everything with the ship name (half of them I made up so eh, and the initials of the riders)
Feel free to request anything but please be kind about it and know that I only do works for following riders across all classes. Don't ask for others.
(2.2k lucalex inspired by that album cover recreation)
Alex had always been insecure about his body. It came with constantly being in the spotlight and it was part of the job. A motor rider could only dream of getting through his career without injury. They were inevitable when you wanted to get to the top. Hard work left ugly marks. Atleast that's what Alex thought. He hated the cuts and bruises all over his body. And on top of that he had always been quite tall, surpassing his brother in height early in life, which led to stretch marks mainly on his legs and stomach.
Having to model for sponsors never made Alex feel better. He hated every time he had to show his body to the world, wanted nothing more than to hide himself away. All he ever wanted was to feel pretty. But he knew it wasn't possible with the life he lived, and racing motorcycles just meant that small bit more to him than his appearance. It had always gone well, the sponsors, despite having specific ideas for their shoots, were always happy to adjust things to keep him comfortable. But the team was different. One of their social media managers had another one of his "great" ideas to make the season more fun for the fans and to Alex's dismay that included photoshoots he didn't feel fully comfortable with.
They wanted to recreate famous album covers and needed to take specific pictures of him and Fermin for that. Overall, he didn't mind the idea, but when he got the list with the reference pictures he stopped in his track for a moment, for one they had picked out for him for Assen. His breath got caught in his throat and if he was being honest with himself he was terrified. This was way out of his comfort zone and he was not happy with it.
But there was somebody who listened and who, despite not fully understanding his feelings, always found a way to help. Luca always knew just what to say to make Alex feel better and how to cheer him up when he was feeling down. Just like today.
Alex had been whiny about the upcoming shoots the team had planned the whole morning, complaining about how he didn't want to go and how unfair it was that Fermin only got funny ones while Alex got this. "Can I still retire?" He muttered, rolling around on the sofa, his face buried in his hands. Luca just chuckled, carding a hand trough his hair. "No you can't. Who would I spend my weekends with then?" Alex took his hands off his face to look up at the Italian. "I can be your trophy husband and come along to sit in the box every weekend." The idea seemed silly but the soft red flush of Alex's cheeks confirmed Luca's suspicion that there was some sort of genuine interest in his boyfriend's words.
"You'd have to be my husband first for that to work. But no, you will have to make sure that Pecco and your brother don't run away with the championship this year. I know you can do it." Alex's cheeks turned a darker shade of red at Luca's display of trust, but his main focus had been on the first sentence. He would like to be Luca's husband. He would like that a lot actually.
"Now let's talk about that photoshoot again." Alex's groan and the hit he landed on Luca's thigh made the younger rider laugh before he pulled his boyfriend into his arms and held Alex's wrists so he couldn't accidentally hurt either of them. He waited a moment for both of them to calm down before he continued. "I mean it Alex. You have nothing to be ashamed of and I wish you could believe me when I say that you are the most beautiful person I have ever come across in my life. Inside as much as out. And while I would love to tell you how amazing of a person you are, I know you're worried about the outside. I don't want to belittle your feelings, but there is no reason why you shouldn't put your gorgeous body out there."
He started placing kisses along Alex's neck, making the older giggle before he turned around in Luca's arms to pull him into a deep kiss. He loved moments like these, where it was just them and nobody could interrupt them. Where they could just be themselves. He felt so comfortable surrounded by Luca and his love. And Luca made sure he wouldn't think about anything else for the rest of the day.
When the time had come for the album cover photoshoots Alex was glad to realise that he was indeed not the only one who had to get naked. After Fermin was finished with all of his pictures, it was Alex's turn. And while he had been allowed to bring Luca into the studio, his boyfriend was only allowed to watch. Alex left his spot next to Luca reluctantly, making it known to the team that he wasn't doing this out of his own free will. They just chuckled at him, trying to hype him up as best as they could. But nothing they said would work as well as the reassurance he had gotten from Luca earlier. So he pushed trough it, doing the fun ones first before they finally got to the one that had Alex's mind running way too fast.
He let the photographer move him around how he intended, trying his best to keep his modesty. Alex's cheeks were a deep shade of pink, he could feel the heat in them. In hopes of distracting himself, he let his gaze roam around the room until it landed on Luca. Earlier when it had been Fermin's turn, Luca had not paid him any attention and even while Alex had done his silly poses he had tried to keep his attention elsewhere, knowing that Alex preferred as little attention as possible on him in fear of embarrassing himself. But now that they had gotten to the more intimate part of the shoot, Luca couldn't draw his eyes away from his boyfriend. He was the most gorgeous sight Luca had ever laid eyes on and he wouldn't resist telling him just that later.
Alex's blush spread down his chest when he noticed Luca's stares. He hated being watched, but the way his boyfriend could see him was different. It made Alex feel appreciated rather than just acknowledged. He felt special, knowing that somebody as perfect as Luca looked at him like that. It made the whole situation more bearable. Knowing that his face wouldn't be in those shots, Alex kept looking at Luca, eyes scanning his face for any sort of reaction. And while Luca's face was usually so stern and hard to read, Alex had mastered it. He saw the shimmer in Luca's eyes, the subtle twitch of his lip and the way his tongue darted out to wet his lip as he scanned Alex's body up and down. He knew that look and it sent a shiver trough his body. Luca wanted. He wanted him. And Alex loved the feeling.
They had barely made it back home when Luca picked Alex up and peppered kisses along his neck as he carried him to the bedroom, carefully lying him down on the bed. Alex pulled Luca down with him, into another kiss, his arms locked around Luca's neck. The Italian placed both hands left and right of Alex's head to not put his own weight on his lover. Their kiss was passionate and full of love. Luca knew in that studio what he wanted, and he would get it. Make Alex realise just how loved he was and how perfect Luca thought he was.
He pulled back after a moment, to take a breath and admire Alex's already affected complexion. One of Luca's hands trailed down Alex's chest until it reached his hips and then pushed back up under his shirt, slowly caressing his skin. He pressed soft kisses to Alex's neck, noting the gasp that slipped over his lovers lips. Luca turned his head, quietly asking for his permission to undress him. When Alex nodded firmly, Luca didn't waste another second, using the hand he already had beneath his shirt to push it over his head. A shudder went trough Alex's body when it was exposed to the fresh air of their bedroom but Luca's hands were warm, leaving a fire wherever they touched.
His fingers danced across Alex's skin, tracing the curves of his muscles, every scar left by life itself. He loved them. They showed what Alex had been trough, what hardships he had overcome. Luca's lips followed, leaving a trail of gentle kisses in their wake. He took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring as he took in the scent of Alex's skin. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he reached the hollow of Alex's neck, his tongue darting out to taste the pulse beating there. Alex's eyes fluttered closed, his head tilting to the side as he made space for his lover to touch. Luca's hands moved lower, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of Alex's sweatpants to tease the sensitive skin beneath. His gaze met Alex's, silently asking for approval and when Alex nodded again, Luca hooked his thumb under the waistbands of his pants and boxers, slowly pushing them down his hips.
When Alex carefully kicked them off, Luca sat back to admire the man before him. The familiar blush crept up Alex's cheeks and down his torso again, still insecure even if he knew that Luca loved him and his body. His eyes were blown wide from lust, his cock rock hard. But Luca couldn't focus on one part of Alex's body, he took in everything. The way Alex's chest rose and fell with every breath, how his hands laid next to his body, twitching with the urge to shield himself from Luca's gaze. But he didn't truly want that, they both knew it.
"God you're stunning."
Luca hadn't planned to say that out loud, but it had slipped over his lips and he didn't regret it one bit. Alex's breath hitched at the words and the corners of his lips turned up in a grateful smile.
Luca's eyes locked onto Alex's, the intensity of his gaze making Alex's smile falter for a moment. But then Luca's face softened, his lips curving up into a gentle smile as he reached out to brush a strand of hair behind Alex's ear. The touch sent a shiver down Alex's spine, his skin tingling with anticipation. He leaned into Luca's touch, his eyes never leaving Luca's face as he waited for what came next. Luca's fingers trailed down Alex's cheek, his touch light and teasing. He cupped Alex's jaw, his thumb sweeping across the curve of his cheekbone. Alex's eyes fluttered closed, his head tilting into Luca's touch as he let out a soft sigh. Luca chuckled softly as his hand kept caressing Alex's face.
"Don't doze off on me now sweetheart." His tone was teasing, but it was filled with love. Luca would understand if Alex didn't feel like it right now, but he still wanted to make him feel loved. Alex grumbled, turning his head to press a kiss to the inside of Luca's palm. Luca's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his thumb tracing the curve of Alex's lips. He leaned in, hand cupping Alex's jaw again as his mouth brushed against Alex's in a soft kiss that didn't stay gentle for long. Luca's tongue slipped into Alex's mouth to dance with his. Alex's arms wrapped around Luca's neck, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss, letting Luca keep control. He trusted the younger to know everything about him, what he liked and what he didn't. Luca always knew how to make him feel good.
Their tongues tangled, their mouths moving in perfect sync. Luca's hands slid down Alex's sides, while Alex's made their way down Luca's back, pushing into the back pockets of his jeans to pull him closer. Luca's hips pressed forward, his body rubbing against Alex's as they kissed. He moaned softly, his grip on Alex's waist tightening as he deepened the kiss. Alex groaned into the kiss at the sensation of his bare cock rubbing against the fabric of Luca's jeans. The friction sent sparks of pleasure through him and it was obvious that Luca wasn't unaffected either. But it was quickly getting uncomfortable so he hurried to undress his boyfriend while his lips were entangled with Luca's.
When they were both out of their clothes, Alex didn't feel like waiting any longer. He reached over to the nightstand, blindly searching for the bottle of lube they had left somewhere on it. When he finally found it he pulled away from Luca to catch his breath and shove the bottle into his hand. "I need you Luca, please." It was more than a request, a plea almost. And Luca was ready to give him everything he could ever want. To make him feel how pretty he was in his eyes.
Marc Marquez came into Motogp at 18, took all possible titles and retired at 27 after a career ending injury. Since then he has acted as an expert and commentator alike, spending lots of his time analysing and talking about the future generation of the sport. He planned to lead a young rider to success one day. But where he wanted to wait a few years with that, he suddenly didn't have a choice anymore when he couldn't tear his eyes away from Ktm's new generational talent. He wanted him. And Marc Marquez always got what he wanted.
Raul Fernandez had finally made it to Motogp. But wherever he went, he felt eyes on him. And he knew who they belonged to. Marc Marquez had been watching him ever since his first Motogp test. And Raul wanted to keep it that way. He aimed to please. And he wanted to prove himself to the living legend. His eyes were boring into the back of Raul's head or holding stern eye contact with him whenever he dared to look back at him. Raul wanted him. And he would do anything to get what he wants
Everything in Alex's life had always been about his brother. Marc this, Marc that. Marc's win here and an injury there. The world seemed to only revolve around Marc.
Luca's life had been worked around Valentino's from the very beginning. Flying to various parts of the world for his brother's races or spending long nights at the track because he had to work on his bike.
Even Alex's championships had been made about Marc by people saying that now they could finally celebrate together. There was nothing Alex could ever have for himself.
Luca was sick and tired of the accusations, of the constant whispers and jokes that he wasn't actually good enough. That he was only here because of his brother. That he never was and never will be like his brother.
Nothing was ever just Alex's.
Nothing was ever just Luca's.
Nothing but this love. Quiet conversations and fleeting touches. Smiles across the media room and quick meetups in the shadow of a motorhome. A kiss pressed to a neck in a hug that lasted mere seconds. A soft meeting of hands when walking past eachother in the paddock.
Every part of a motogp riders public life was broadcasted for the world to see. Somebody always had to know where they were and how they were doing. What they were eating and when they were training what.
But not this. This love was private, only for them. In eachothers company, with nobody to see or disrupt them, they could simply be together. Be themselves. Be just Luca and Alex. Not their brothers successors or their teammates opponent, or the newest generation of a fabricated rivalry. Just Alex. Just Luca. Nothing but two boys in love, just like the universe had always intended for them to be.
Your AU idea for Luca keeping his connection to Vale hidden is brilliant. One question, does Alex know or does he find out via the media?
This went down real fast but uhm yeah have my opinion on this 🤠
I feel like he would know. Luca doesn't know how to tell him. He wants to, he really does, but he is probably the only person to have seen both sides of the thing. Marc doesn't mind him, Alex loves him, life is good with them, when it doesn't involve Vale. But one time when Luca was drunk it just slipped out. He was annoyed with Vale, and Alex was there to listen to him complain about how annoying his older brother can be. Luca doesn't remember ever having told Alex, but Alex knows. But he can't bring himself to care too much, and Luca never brings it up, so he never brings it up either. He's not aware that Luca doesn't remember that he told him.
Marc tries not to talk about Vale and tries not to think about him too much, but sometimes he has his little outbursts when something happened and Luca will sit in Marc & Alex's shared motorhome with them while Marc rants about how much he hates Vale and Luca listens to him and wonders to himself what happened between them because no way was it just the on track things.
But he can't bring himself to really care. He doesn't mind how Marc talks of Vale. It's not like Luca adores him in the way every other young rider seems to do.
That's what Marc likes about Luca.
So no, he's probably never going to tell them.
But then the media knows. And in an instant, of course, Marc finds out. He knows before Luca or Alex do (Alex has known for a while lol), and he's furious. It probably happens on a race weekend, so he goes looking for Luca, and where does he find him? On this nice, warm, Italian evening? On the sofa in his own motorhome, cuddling Alex. He starts screaming at Luca, accusing him of only using Alex to get into Marc's head and help Vale out. Luca starts yelling back at him because he would never ever use Alex or hurt him in any way. Why would Marc even think that??
Meanwhile, Alex is sitting on the couch, watching them scream at eachother (Luca has stood up at this point), just taking in how their fight gets louder and bigger. And then he gets up and stands between the two, holds Luca behind himself, and starts yelling back at Marc. This isn't about him. Not everything is always about him. Luca loves him, that's why they're together. Not because Luca wants to use him, especially not to help Vale. If Marc has such a problem with it, he's free to leave and don't talk to Luca anymore, but that also means that Alex won't talk to him until he atleast apologises.
Then Alex decides that they need to be separated, so he pulls Luca outside, and they just make a run for it. Doesn't matter where, just away from Marc. Away from everything they know will be coming Luca's way after that.
They end up on a little hill overlooking the circuit and just flop down on the floor. Luca apologises. Alex doesn't want to hear any of it. Luca is not at fault for who was born related to. That's not Luca meant. He's asking Alex's forgiveness for not having told him that he's related to the Valentino Rossi. Alex looks at him, confusion written across his face. He has told him, does he not remember? Now they just stare at each other, both confused. Then Alex starts laughing. "No way you don't remember!" Luca is perplexed. What should he remember? So Alex tells him about how Luca had told him this before, but it wasn't a big deal so it never came up again. Luca admits that he doesn't remember any of that, was too drunk. They have a good laugh about it.
They're both somewhat scared of going back and facing Marc again, but atleast they have eachother. Like they always will.
Sergio Garcia/Scott Ogden, haha love it, thank you!!
Sergio was always told that what you need finds you when you least expect it, and at some point, he had started to believe it. When your job is based on travelling around the world every other weekend, you stop searching for anything but seconds and points at some point. So when he was making his way back from the box to his hotel, his cheeks still stained with tears from the realisation that he was losing the championship, it really was unexpected when he suddenly bumped into somebody. The impact threw Sergio's lithe frame back, almost resulting in him falling to the floor if it hadn't been for the other person catching him. He grabbed onto the person's arm, desperately trying to hold himself up as he was pulled back to his feet. When he looked up again, he came face to face with Scott Ogden. The younger riders' eyes were filled with sympathy. He knew what had happened in Sergio's championship and knew how much the older was suffering. Everybody knew, they had shown it on full screen, for the whole world to see. To say he was embarrassed would be an understatement. He wanted nothing more but to rip himself free from Scott's hold on his waist, to run away and never show his face to the world again, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Scott's hands were warm, and his gaze was soft. Before Sergio could complain, Scott pulled him into a hug and started quietly talking to him, telling him that it would all be okay and reassuring him that he still had all the chances in the world to come back into the fight. After a few moments, Sergio started to let himself relax into the hug. Scott's embrace was warm and comforting, and it made him feel a bit better. Sometimes, all you need is the support of an unexpected companion to help you forget your problems
Tiny little Deniz/Collin blurb cause I'm obsessed with Deniz's beard and so is Collin :)
"Deniz it tickles." Collin giggled as he tried to push his boyfriend off of him. But Deniz wouldn't budge, pressing even more kisses to Collin's neck and shoulder. If he wanted to kiss his boyfriend all over, then he would. And Collin had said he liked the beard, so that was his own fault. "Can't even kiss my boyfriend now damn." Deniz mumbled against his neck before nipping at Collin's neck and placing a kiss on the same spot when Collin yelped. "Hey, you're meant to kiss me, not bite me."
This made Deniz giggle before he pulled back to look Collin in the eyes, cupping his face to just admire his boyfriends beauty for a moment. Collin stared back at him, smiling just as brightly as he was. He was the most beautiful creature Deniz had ever seen in his life and he was so glad to have him by his side. And he told him just as much, which made Collin's pretty face flush full red. He wasn't used to being admired and adored like this just yet. Deniz's love was strong and he was always willing to show it.
When they stepped into the garage the next morning, a few people glanced at Collin, looking almost concerned. He looked at Deniz, an eyebrow raised in question, but Deniz just shrugged, pretending not to know what their crew wanted either. Until Jose came up to them, inspecting Collin's neck. "Hey guys. That doesn't look healthy Collin, are you like allergic to something?" Collin looked down at the younger boy, confusion written across his face. "Mate, what do you mean? And why is everybody staring at me?" Jose giggled and took out his phone, holding it up to Collin with the selfie camera of his phone opened. It's then that Collin noticed the red rash on his neck. He looked over Rueda's shoulder, glaring at Deniz, but he just gave back a cheeky grin, clearly enjoying his work in showing that Collin was no longer available.
