#zaz stuff

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Brocedes x Folkin' Around - Panic at the Disco pt.1

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I thought, "Must be lonely loving someone Tryna to find their way out of a maze"

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My tongue is a razor blade inside your mouth

Marc Marquez/Valentino Rossi | 2.7K | M | 1/1 Complete Tags: Body Swap, fucking to undo the body swap, Valentino's own version of events, 2015 MotoGP season, Literal shared orgasm By: Speciallivery For the MotoGP RPF Summer Camp ✨

Prequel to my Marcnaia Body Swap fic (Ibuprofen), in which Marc has hinted at a previous Rosquez swap. This one is set in 2015, a little bit before the events of Sepang. Can definitely be read as a stand alone!

“You did this!” Marc is looking at his face as it twists itself into new shapes Marc had thought it previously incapable of. His body has been pacing through the room for the good part of the last half hour — shoulders slightly slumped forward in a stance that looks unfamiliar. Marc is looking at it from the edge of the bed.  Valentino has not calmed down from the moment they woke up together in Valentino’s hotel room. Both in the wrong body, boxer shorts, and not much else.  “You did this — you did it on purpose, you, you—” it’s angry and erratic, it sounds deeply uncanny, Marc’s own voice in the wrong cadence, the perfectly clean Italian devoid of his own Catalan accent.  Despite Marc’s best efforts, he has trouble focussing on Valentino stomping around in his body, because the body he is in feels so wrong wrapped around him. Longer limbs, he’s not sure he can feel its edges as the fingertips are too far from his brain. More out of habit, he raises his arm and clenches his fist as if to pull on the brakes — that, at least, he can still do.  “Uccio was right, I can’t believe I trusted you,” Valentino huffs.  “I am not sure what you mean,” Marc says, eventually. Valentino has been yelling for a long time. Even the heart in his chest is thumping unsteady in a rhythm that feels foreign. There’s a lump in his throat and it’s hard to swallow.  Valentino stops in his tracks to look directly at Marc. Marc can see himself being reflected in a set of deep brown eyes, his own eyes, burning with a fury that Marc knows he himself has never felt before. “You are sabotaging my races, you did this on purpose.”

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Ibuprofen

Marc Marquez/Pecco Bagnaia |2.8K| E | 1/1 Complete

By: Speciallivery/Gracelands (me!)

Tags: Body Swap and then Fucking to undo the body swap, Pecco's deep-seated insecurity, Marc's chronic pain

The first thing Pecco notices is an incessant soreness, a remnant of something sharp echoing throughout the arm. Suddenly, Pecco understands why a lot of teams have come to put various degrees of a no sex clause into their contracts. It’s a rare phenomenon, it certainly has never happened to Pecco before, and when it happens on a race weekend when you have no way to undo it, well — for lack of a better word, you’re absolutely fucked. Or: Pecco and Marc wake up in each other's bodies. They can undo the swap by having sex, again — but it's really about Marc's arm and other feelings.

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Respite and Repeat

Marc Marquez/Pecco Bagnaia | 1.3K | M | 1/1 Complete Tags: Body Swap, Fucking to undo the body swap, Established relationship, Marc's feelings about the 2025 season and Pecco. Part 3 of the "I'm not Looking for Absolution" Body Swap fics.

Marc’s left side still hurts from where he hit the gravel during the sprint yesterday. Marc knows this, because Pecco has been complaining to him about it from the moment they woke up together.  He rolls his — Pecco’s — non-injured shoulders, raises both arms above his head and lets them drop a few times. He’s learned to quietly savour this small moment of respite — to lean into the absence of pain. Even if it’s for this little while.  Next to him, Pecco laughs uncomfortably, “I don't think I'll ever get used to this.” Most likely, Pecco is talking about feeling Marc’s pain — again. Because if you’re not used to it, it can be a lot. Recent scrapes and bruises on top of the ever present hum of a twisted humerus. Or, maybe Pecco is talking about the body swapping, about seeing his own face from a distance being puppeteered by Marc’s will But, every time they wake up together — whether in their own body or on the rare occasion in each other’s body — every time Marc sees the proof of Pecco’s affection reflected with the rising sunlight in those brown eyes— “Me too,” Marc smiles. Yeah, Marc can't get used to it either. 

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And how does the sun even fit in the sky? // It just burns like a fire in the pit of the sky

Rosquez - How Long from Hadestown by Anaïs Mitchel

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Forty-four laps around the sun Star Wars Obikin F1 AU Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker | M | Chapter 1 (Ongoing) By: @star-pacifist & Speciallivery (me!) Tags: AU: Human, Mentor/protégé relationship, Set in Spa Francorchamps, Formula 1 Crash Gate 2.0 and 3.0

Bad things tend to happen in Belgium. Obi-Wan doesn't know why, but he can trace every low moment of his career back to those 44 laps through the Ardennes. There's a pit in his stomach that grows bigger every year when the road signs turn to French and telephone wires become visible above ground. But today, he'll keep it together. It seems like his bad luck has transferred to Albon who woke up yesterday with acute appendicitis. With Albon out of the race, it was finally time for Anakin to make his Formula One debut, and he had to leave a lasting impression.

Or: Star Wars X F1 AU, Set across multiple seasons, Anakin is a young upstart F1 racer, Obi-Wan is his retired racer turned mentor. There's love, tension, and strong forces are trying to manipulate Anakin to join the dark side (Red Bull Racing).

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Happy Star Wars day! Let's face it, Anakin was born to be an F1 driver. This is a crossover between @star-pacifist's love for Star Wars and my love for Formula 1. Chapter 1 is out now, with semiregular updates planned.

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...NO HARSHER THAN ITS BITE (Ao3, Archive locked)

Marc Marquez/Pecco Bagnaia (Marc Marquez/Valentino Rossi)

7.6K | E | By: Speciallivery (that's me!)

Tags: Dog motifs, an absolute HR nightmare, Valentino Rossi's spectre haunting the narrative.

Absence makes the people’s hearts grow fonder, and there’s this hole where a myth can make a space for itself. And now Marc Marquez is back, clad in blood-red leathers on a factory bike, with that ravenous look of a starving dog tucked away behind a PR-smile.

(Valentino Rossi’s protégé is tasked with keeping Marquez from equalling Rossi’s record.)

Vale didn’t outright tell him this would happen, but looking back, somewhere he did try to warn him. — Pecco thinks.

But Marquez is magnetic, so when it eventually, inevitably, happens — as early as Cota — Pecco had let it happen. It didn’t really mean anything.

And now they’re here. Him and Marc Marquez fucked — fuck — and it doesn’t mean anything.

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