#polmarc

[requinmarin073]

Pol is posting a nearly naked, cheeks clear, man on his story

Marc come get your man, he's clearly deprived

he is yearning for stripper marc marquez

[casdonthitthegas]

Writing something that was inspired by that new slutty Marc photo and the tale of Ganymede. Messy as hell but I am free™️

Ganymede was said to be so beautiful that Zeus stole him to be the cupbearer of the gods.

Marc quits racing to support Alex when their parents lose their jobs. He becomes a model. For cute kid-aligned brands at first then to more typical clothing brands as he grew up.

Alex reaches moto3 and Marc starts working with more recognizable brands. Nothing too fancy, but they do pay better. And with the extra sponsorships Alex receives, Marc is able to start following him around races.

Alex wins a world title in Moto3 and Marc is his biggest supporter, cheering and whooping loudly.

Alex graduates into Moto2 and Marc is so so so proud. He's there on almost every race, ready to hug and pat his brother after every session. He has more free time now that he's started doing campaigns for higher-end brands. They pay better even for less work.

Marc runs into Pol one day and the two get talking. They never make things official but it's clear to anyone with eyes that they like each other.

That year, Alex is the closest he's been to a Moto2 title and potential premiere-class seat. Marc agrees to accompany Pol to his box, just so he can tell Alex how the MotoGP boxes function in contrast to the Moto2 boxes.

There, Valentino Rossi spots the prettiest little thing he's ever seen.

Valentino is gripped by the sudden need to have him. It's an unfamiliar feeling, so different from the attraction he's felt for others. This one feels dangerous, like thunder, like he'll die if he doesn't have that alluring man by his side.

He asks around and learns that the beautiful man is named Marc Marquez, the brother of a Moto2 rider.

Valentino coerces Marc into a relationship by holding Alex's potential seat in MotoGP hostage.

He treats Marc like a prized possession or a pampered pet. Valentino keeps him close and takes him everywhere, hand always on Marc's person.

Even after he retires, he keeps Marc with him. Never letting the younger man leave.

Marc is miserable. He wants his brother and he misses Pol.

Alex is even more so. He promises Marc he'll get him back once his contract ends with whatever team Valentino shoved him in and he signs for another. Then Marc would never have to do anything he doesn't want to and this time Alex—and Pol—would take care of him.

(I'm not sure how to end this and right now I have a bad end and a good end. Bad one where Marc is stuck with Valentino forever, he's rarely allowed to see Alex and eventually gets a ring forced on his finger. And the good one where Alex and Pol "save" him and the three of them live in a mini concrete cube near a track where Marc can finally ride to his heart's content and is frequently treated to baked goods by Pol.)

(This came to me after I took a higher dose of my adhd medication and I've been obsessing over it for days. Timeline is hella inaccurate and my draft has Marc acting way too old for his age and more like Alex's devoted mother. But I though, how will Marc's personality change if he's not racing and is in a field that prefers fairly docile people. And boom, wet tissue Marc whose only joy in life is his brother who he gave up his dreams for and Alex with an even worse complex about his brother. Pol is just there cuz I think he's neat. Also the only guy I thought about that could have known Marc pre-motogp days.)

[orangekoalaracer]

The Cycle

Pairings: Pol Espargaro/ Marc Marquez, mentioned Dani Holgado/David Alonso

Summary: Pol can’t help but think about his own past situationship as he watches Dani sneak around with David.

(A/N: Polmarc has me in a chokehold so enjoy this Drabble)

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There is nothing more amusing to Pol than his protégé trying to hide his situationship from him.

It’s almost like the Moto2 rider thought he was blind.

Dani, while he was incredibly talented on track, was much less successful at trying to keep his personal life a secret.

Pol had honestly lost track of how many times he had seen Dani awkwardly adjust his collar, trying to hide the hickeys lining his throat.

Or how many times he had hurriedly hidden his phone when Pol walked in.

Or how many times he had seen Dani slipping into a motorhome that wasn’t his own.

It was always the same motorhome too. The one only a few feet away from Dani’s.

David Alonso’s motorhome.

Another rising star, cherry picked by MotoGP legends to be a future MotoGP star. His future was set in stone, with both Valentino Rossi and Marc Marquez’s eyes on him and the latter’s guidance helping to shape his career.

Everyone knew it was only a matter of time before he got the call up.

Meanwhile, Dani, despite his talent, was fighting for the same recognition. It was part of what had drawn Pol to the younger rider in the first place, as he had seen too much of himself within him.

Though as 2026 dawned, Dani was finally getting the attention he deserved.

Whether or not said attention came too late remained to be seen.

And yet despite that, the two Moto2 riders were oddly connected.

Pol figured that the relationship wasn’t all smooth sailing though. Pol knew how much David drove Dani wild.

After all, his protégé was not shy about complaining about the Aspar driver.

“It’s like he has everything handed to him because of his connections! He has the talent yes, but so do I!”

And yet, apparently, those complaints weren’t enough to stop the little rendezvouses between the new teammates.

The irony of the situation was not lost on Pol.

After all, this little relationship reminded him of his own days in Moto2.

Pol remembers how he himself used to storm into a certain someone’s motorhome, his blood boiling after yet another battle on the track.

And his rival would look up, a faux look of innocence on his face.

“Is something the matter Pol? You look upset.”

Pol hated him back then.

Hated that smug little grin he would send him, while he asked what could possibly be wrong with him.

Hated Marc’s talent and the giant ego that accompanied it.

Hated how he had so many people wrapped around his finger at the age of only 19.

Hated how he himself was one of the ones who had unwillingly fallen into Marc’s trap.

Because back then, no one could resist Marc Marquez. In 2012, Marc wasn’t the villain of the paddock, whose thirst for victory outweighed everything to him.

No, Marc Marquez was still Spain’s darling then. Their rising star, with the talent to rival so many others. The one who immediately got the call up to Honda without a Moto2 title to his name yet.

Though he later rectified that bit by the end of 2012.

Meanwhile Pol scrambled to find a team to take him, even with his older brother being a MotoGP rider at the time.

And yet, even as his annoyance and jealousy towards Marc Marquez coursed through his veins, Pol still sought out his company.

Marc was his addiction, a drug he couldn’t quite get rid of.

Even years later, Pol could remember those nights in Marc’s motorhome.

His back would sting the next morning with fresh scratches. And his neck would be covered in hickeys that Pol quickly learned to hide, before his older brother saw and teased him about sneaking out with a fling.

If he complained to Marc, the prick would only laugh in reply and “promise” to not do it again.

They both knew he was lying.

Surprisingly though, they managed to keep their little secret from the paddock.

In the public’s eye, they were just rivals, fighting each other tooth and nail for the Moto2 championship.

No one knew the truth. Even now.

Still, there was something nostalgic about watching Dani and David run around like no one was watching.

Pol wonders if he was the same all those years ago.

Was there someone watching him and Marc all those years ago? Did they shake their head too, thinking of their own rivals?

Pol asks Marc one day if he knew about their respective protégés’ interactions.

Marc only laughs in reply. His eyes are filled with that familiar look of mischief as he playfully jokes that, “What do you mean Pol? I don’t know what David does in his free time!”

But, the door to Marc’s motorhome is open that night.

Pol locks it behind him.

[requinmarin073]

Mortal men | 1.9k | polmarc

Work summary:

Pol watches Marc crash in Le Mans. He watches it happen, and he decides he's not going to make the same mistake twice.

A little polmarc treat for last weekend! Sorry if there's mistakes btw, vacation is killing my grammar sksksk

[requinmarin073]

https://www.tumblr.com/kingofthering/818435875067363328?source=share

My first thought was "tits" then "marc is one lucky bastard"

BROTHER I'M LITERALLY SCREAMINGGGG RN

WHAT A SLUT—

His damn tits are just out there and looking so damn biteable....he's lucky Marc is the omega in most scenarios cauz else that man would be SUCKLING THESE THANG FOR MILK

This helps my narrative that polmarc is THEE sexy power couple omg they would make so many ppl jealous....

anw thank you pol for being a whore on socials

[requinmarin073]

Sliding in with Polmarc because you gave me permission -

So I don’t know if you remember this concept but-

Moto2!Pol (2012) meeting 2025 Marc through time travel chaos.

I just love the idea of Pol finding out his annoying as fuck childhood rival turns out to be this super hot champion. And Marc looking at his now much younger boyfriend and thinking back to how fun their rivalry years were.

Or the alternative where Reporter Pol has to deal with Moto2 Marc demanding either answers about his future or a date lmao.

You have no idea how much i love this ask mate ogohohohodhehehrhhrhfhf POLMARC MY BELOVEDS :DDDD

I've tried to do this justice, hope you'll like it >:))

You can read on ao3!

[requinmarin073]

pol who doesn't know what to say when marc gets hurt but tries to be there for him now because he saw how much it hurt marc when he wasn't :(

Hi anon!! Sksksk i just realized i kinda wrote this, so here if you're interested<3

But yeah...pol thinks about all of the times he fucked up and decides he has to fix it now. There's a sense of urgency, because the more the days pass, the more Marc slips from his fingers. He can't stomach causing the man more pain....

Something about tragic polmarc just seems to hit right, doesn't it 😌

[requinmarin073]

https://www.tumblr.com/sammyche/816511106682109952?source=share

Polmarc🥺

Gods, every time I think they can't hurt me more, they go ahead and do these kind of things. Pol damn it why....💔 i want to know why he didn't visit so damn bad it's eating at me....

They obviously care about eo so damn much...

I need to write more about them they deserve it oughhh