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[MotoGP] 2012 Motorskink Prompts

A follow up to a previous post where I compiled a list of MotoGP Motorskink prompts from 2011.

I have bolded and italicized riders and pairings requested. Prompts that were filled are highlighted in pink. I have also included trigger warning(s). Do let me know if I've missed anything!

You can find the original threads here (002, 003, 004).

Cal Crutchlow/Other. Another rider helps Cal get the mouse out of his motorhome. Fluff, please.

Marc Marquez/Stefan Bradl. Because this kink needs more motor racing. Stefan invites Marc to his hotel room for a champagne, but ends up 'accidentally' getting it all over the Spaniard's white shirt. Under the excuse of 'cleaning him up so he won't get sick', he tied him up with his tie and it ends with a nice sex.

The rookies have to service the rest of the field, in MotoGP this year Stefan Bradl has his work cut out, there's double the amount of riders and just him.

Following the One Direction boom this year, song prompt with 'What Makes You Beautiful'. Maverick Vinales/any Moto3 or Moto2 rider. Maverick feels unconfident about his skills and looks and somebody convinces him by...serenading him with that song. Sugary fluff, and make it ten millions fold.

Colin Edwards/Rider of your choice. With Colin out due to a collarbone fracture, another rider decides to keep his spirits up by sending him regular texts. Sexy texts. Thing is, he doesn't know who they're from and the mystery guy wont tell. Bonus points if the guy you choose doesn't have English as their first language, so the texts sometimes turn out sounding a bit... odd. Which Colin finds ridiculously hilarious/endearing.

After the race at Catalunya, Marc Márquez was penalized 60 seconds for dangerous driving after putting Pol Espargaró off in a close battle and relegating him to 23rd. The team appealed, and the penalty was overturned, putting Marc back into second. Considering this was a home race for both boys, and Pol's brother Aleix [Espargaró] did not have such a great day either up in MotoGP...and also considering just how close the Brothers Espargaró are... Dark and dirty... Someone has decided Marc needs to learn a lesson...

Matt [Roberts] /Cal [Crutclow]. Matt starts wearing those awful green trousers again, but this time, Cal is determined to get rid of them himself.

Jorge Lorenzo/Dani Pedrosa. Based on Jorge's quote at Catalunya press conference: "We were enemies, now we can hug, in a few years we can, maybe, get married." So Dani and Jorge, once enemies, reconcile and finally...GET MARRIED! +10 with the other riders helping out with the marriage, like Dovi calling his designer friend to help with the dress, Ben asking his mom for the flowers, Nicky getting his brothers to move things around, Casey and Adriana help with family planning, pit girls and rider's girlfriends make the cake and bridal shower, pit crews prepare the 'Just Married' bike (complete with the tin cans!), Moto2 kids make the decorations, and Moto3 kids help spread the invitation. +50 for [Marco] Simoncelli's divine intervention for: a) tripping one of them during the march b) hiding the wedding ring somewhere c) eating some bits of the cake d) messing with the music and the priest's text e) blowing up the dress and revealing the underwear f) ALL. OF. THE. ABOVE. +100 for past unrequited love. Would love past Casey [Stoner]/Jorge or Nicky [Hayden]/Dani. Bonus if they both became their best men. +1000 if Jorge gets to wear the dress, because Dani's height makes it hard to get a right dress. (Anon would recommend a halterneck dress similar to Marilyn Monroe's)

Stefan Bradl got his finger squished this weekend, luckily not broken, just a good inch of skin missing. I want another driver to kiss it better, hand!porn.

Ben Spies is not having the best of seasons and his seat is under threat. After yet another dismal performance Ben gets a little unexpected comfort from his team-mate Jorge [Lorenzo]. Not too fluffy please, would definitely like sex

Matt Roberts/Cal Crutchlow. Matt lets an emotional Cal do absolutely anything he wants to him. I mean, come on, after that race today it's the least he deserves...

(tw underage; tw incest) Marc Marquez/Alex Marquez. Basically Alex being extremely sexually sensitive, and Marc using it to his advantage. Smut ensues. +100 for mentions of Marc's move to MotoGP

Sandro Cortese/Danny Kent. Sandro tries to apologize but Danny breaks down to tears saying that he just took his chance for a first victory. Can be either angst or fluffy smut - I'll leave it to the author.

Anyone been watching MotoGp will be fully aware of the flirty craic between Matt Roberts and Cal Crutchlow. HOW DID HE GET HIS PASSPORT? Go absolutely nuts. Would like to see some bantery fluff!

So. Valentino [Rossi] is going back to Yamaha. I wonder what is going through Jorge [Lorenzo]'s mind right now... Is he pleased? Scared? Worried? What was it like behind closed doors the first time around?

Someone gets Cal Crutchlow so out of breath, that he has to use his inhaler.

I'd love some adorable fluffy brotherly love between Aleix and Pol Espargaro! They're just too cute together! (link)

I need more Cal Crutchlow/Matt Roberts teasing flirting. Because flirty flirty flirting flirting flirty boyfriends. (link)

Someone is ridiculously turned on by Nicky Hayden's accent. Bonus points if it's someone who has a stereotypically hot accent themself (an Italian, Frenchman, Spaniard etc).

Matt Roberts/Cal Crutchlow, (implied?) Jorge Lorenzo/Cal Crutchlow. Matt is jealous of Cal and Jorge's budding bromance and thinks there may be something going on between them. Whether there actually is or not is up to you.

A MotoGP high-school/college/university/whatever AU.

Ben Spies is one cool customer; always very calm, collected and blunt. Who's the one person that can melt that stoic exterior? I don't really have a pairing preference, so go nuts.

girl![Dani] Pedrosa in a rival hatesex relationship with [Jorge] Lorenzo. All's well until birth control fails and she gets pregnant. What happens from there is up to anon- whether they make a relationship out of it, or if all falls apart. Or if it's total crack. (link)

Valentino [Rossi] retweeted a photo of Jorge [Lorenzo] giving Cal [Crutchlow] a lift on his bike. This can mean only one thing - Vale ships them. Fanboy!Vale shipping and trying to matchmake various riders in the paddock, please.

Anon would like to read moar about the Jorge [Lorenzo]/Cal [Crutchlow]/Matt [Roberts] love triangle. It's all so tragic tasty.

(tw incest) Aleix Espargaro/Pol Espargaro, always there

[Nicky] Hayden/[Valentino] Rossi. One of Rossi's pre-race ritual is literally sleeping with somebody else. Usually he sleeps hugging Uccio but someday Uccio is absent for a reason. So he tries sleeping with Hayden. (link)

Jorge [Lorenzo]/Matt [Roberts], Cal [Crutchlow]/Matt [Roberts]. Fake boyfriend fic, please. With Jorge helping Matt out by pretending to be his boyfriend to try and make Cal jealous.

Something involving Red Bull Rookies Cup, please. Those kids are begging for a fluffy, sunny sunshine fic. Of course most of them are underage so I really can't request anything beyond R or T, just cute occasions where they would hang out and bond, maybe someone likes to count stars with his friend-turned-lover or they think it's too cheesy and proceeds to a pillow war.

Valentino Rossi/Dani Pedrosa. Vale being on a competitive bike changes everything: Dani having to get used to him being the competition again (even in bed)

Our little Moto2 hottie Marc Marquez has entered the wilderness of MotoGP at last... Initiation gangbang by the senior riders please, particularly cos I can really see Marc being a slut Let the cum showers begin.

Nasty, dark, broken fic about Marc [Márquez] breaking up with Pol [Espargaró]. His 'happy ending' is just a dream since Pol only treats him like a sex toy. Bonus for heartless!Marc and vulnerable-constantly-in-tears!Pol.

Because omg these three on Twitter this am... RT @calcrutchlow: So we have a trivia book for Christmas Day ! Did you know on average a man say 2000 words a day. And a female 7000 a days ! Brilliant … RT @lorenzo99: @calcrutchlow so are you a female?? Hahaha! Merry Christmas Cal! RT @Official_CS27: @lorenzo99 @calcrutchlow hahaha that's awesome, he's got you on that one Cal:)) have a good New Years! RT @calcrutchlow: @Official_CS27 @lorenzo99 please ! I wake up to so much abuse !!! I just like to talk a good race , you should know that. Hahaha Casey [Stoner]/Jorge [Lorenzo]/Cal [Crutchlow]. Work with me!!! *gets down on hands and knees and begs* *feeds christmas cookies and such to the muses*

A variation on [the above prompt]: Matt Roberts retweeted Jorge's tweet. This is enough of an excuse for me to ask for jealous!Matt [Roberts]/Cal [Crutchlow]. (link)

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roscoe castellaine/arden galloway // @pleasantprefects // @astra-obligant

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. herbology

Alt title: Arden is actually really sweet for the first and last time in his life

POV: Arden

WC: 752

(Credit to Izzy @goldenvindication for the first three paragraphs.)

“Why do I love Herbology?” Roscoe blushed. He didn’t usually talk about it. He’d always thought he wanted to be a cool hero Auror and save the world, but thinking about it now...

“I think I used to try and trick myself into thinking that I needed to have some existential purpose, you know? Like I had to be the next coming of Harry Potter, be the cool jock turned Auror and save the fuckin’ world. I loved Defense Against the Dark Arts, don’t get me wrong, but... it was the class I was supposed to like. I was supposed to be strong and cool and be able to fight off fuckin’ Death Eaters. And I am strong. Maybe not magic wise or smarts wise, but I can fly a fast broom.” This didn’t have anything to do with Herbology. Arden was asking about Herbology.

“I didn’t really like first year Herbology, but once we got to the dangerous shit — the Mandrakes and things, I was completely hooked. They were like little living beings that you could care for, and they had things about them you had to know, but they weren’t people. They wouldn’t talk about you to their friends or break your heart on purpose. They’re just plants. I like the simplicity, which I think is why you don’t like it.” Roscoe laughed. “You like stuff that makes you think, but with Herbology, the whole thing is just not thinking and tuning in to what the plant wants.”

Arden was looking up at his boyfriend, head on his shoulder. As he talked, Arden shifted back, getting a better look at his face. He loved watching Roscoe talk. His whole life, he’d hated talking. People talking to him was either demeaning, or too fast, and even if it was mostly fine, it was still effort. Finally, he’d gotten his cochlear when he was 10, and he hated it. It took work to hear, something people took for granted. And while Arden wouldn’t trade it for anything, he still hated talking.

Except with Roscoe, he could listen to Roscoe for hours. He loved hearing his voice -- the irony didn’t escape him that one of the only people in his life who had learned to sign for him didn’t need to, because Arden would always wear his tremoweed to hear Roscoe’s voice.

He hated talking, too, but he loved talking to his boyfriend. He loved talking about Arithmancy, loved actually just chatting. That wasn’t the case with anyone else; maybe Griffin, when they were friends -- Arden blinked away the thought and realized he’d been so enamored with Roscoe speaking that he’d forgotten to fully listen. Listening was still effort.

“What?” Roscoe was smiling at Arden in that adorable, self-conscious way he did when he talked about Herbology, or Quidditch... or Arden.

“Nothing,” Arden said, suddenly pulling away to angle himself to Roscoe. He reached up and, with a grimace, uncoiled the weed from his ear. He had a case for it, but in a pinch, wrapping it around his wrist was fine. It never fell off. Roscoe had a point about plants, not that Arden would ever admit that.

“I know your signing isn’t very good yet,” he deliberated for a moment then shook his head, his normally neutral expression softening and turning more expressive as he signed. “Your signing is great, but I have a lot to say so I won’t slow down, sorry.”

Roscoe tilted his head to the side in confusion, a small smile playing on his lips. “It’s fine, babe, what’s up?”

“I love you,” Arden paused, hesitant, then nodded. “I love you so much, I need you to know that. I never thought I would be able to admit that so freely, but it’s true. I love you. I love that you worry about me enough to send letters and that you worry about me at all -- I love how you get on with my parents, I love how --” he stopped with a silent laugh, shaking his head.

“This isn’t what I wanted to say.” Arden wasn’t sure what exactly he had meant to say, but he suddenly realized that he’d said ‘I love you’ several times without realizing the weight of it, a mistake he didn’t intend to repeat.

Roscoe grinned. “Feel free to continue, I liked that.”

“One of the things I love about you is that you don’t need answers for everything. You’re so content with simplicity -- that sounds like an insult but it isn’t, I promise. Do you know how frustrating it is to need a reasoning for everything? I know it’s my fault, but I still find myself fighting against it. I admire that about you, love, I really do.”

Roscoe was smiling, still grinning widely, and Arden had a nearly matching expression on his face, much to Roscoe’s surprise.

“I’m going to tell everyone what a sap you are --” Roscoe’s teasing was cut off by Arden reaching out to grab his face and kiss him, a hand moving to his shoulder to bring them closer. Roscoe happily obliged, his hand resting on the back of Arden’s neck, the overgrown hair tickling his hand. Roscoe laughed, which Arden couldn’t hear but could feel, another thing he loved about being close.

“I love you,” Arden whispered.

“What’s gotten into you? Not that I don’t mind -- I love this, I love you, babe, but we were just studying.”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, leaning back so his hands were free. “I know I’m an asshole most of the time. I’m sorry. I don’t think that will ever change. But right now -- we can just pretend I’m…”

You deserve him as much as I deserve Griffin. (Which is to say: you don't.)

Arden hesitated for a moment before waving a dismissive hand and leaning forward to kiss Roscoe again for a distraction. He’d do anything for Roscoe to win these damn Games, but for now, studying could wait.

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