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  1. Public Bookmark 5

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    “Allow me to insist.”
    There’s a subtle change in Agostini’s demeanor at that, in the way he leans closer, almost conspiratorially, and brushes his strong, calloused fingers over the small of his back, letting them linger just a moment, enough for Marc to shiver with barely contained anticipation. Deal’s done. He’s getting to pound town with grandpa and nobody is going to take this chance from him.
    “Alright. But I have to warn you, I'm a bit…out of practice, with men. Even more so with young men,” Agostini half chuckles, making sure to properly stress the word young, eyes glued to Marc’s like it’s a staring contest.
    And yeah, the old man’s winning, but that’s nothing new.
    Marc’s a bit clumsy, having chugged down three drinks in a row on a nearly empty stomach, and the arm Agostini loops around him when they’re alone feels grounding, solid, sending a shock of pleasure right to his groin.

    Marc fulfills a lifelong wish by having none other than Giacomo Agostini (finger)fuck him into oblivion.

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    17 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    Álex cut him off with a sweet kiss, glowing under the sun.
    “You brought me to a wildflower meadow.”

    “I also brought a picnic, I knew you’d want to eat.”

    “You brought a picnic?” Álex repeated softly, eyes wide and adoring, cheeks flushed and pleased.

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    24 Jan 2026

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  3. Public Bookmark 32

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    For a moment, they just looked at each other. Marc felt seen in a way that had nothing to do with the cameras clicking around them, and everything to do with those intense blue eyes understanding something fundamental about who he was on track.

    He​ is​ just​ like​ him.

    or

    How​ Marc​ developed feelings again, but this time for Max​ Verstappen​.​

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    22 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 26

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    Marc really should have retired after Sepang 2015, or moved to another planet.

    It’s 2016, his relationship with his once idol-mentor-benchmark-turned-rival is in shambles, the public has decided he’s the villain of the decade, and then (because the universe is nothing if not consistent), he bins it at Phillip Island. Hard.

    When he wakes up, Marc finds himself in 2008.

    Shit.

    The era where Valentino Rossi is still beloved. The Fantastic Four is still at large. MotoGP hasn’t learned to hate Marc Márquez yet, which is unfortunate, because Marc is eighteen years old, racing under a name that is almost his, and trying very hard not to exist.

    The plan is simple: try his best to not grab attention, go home, don’t make eye contact with Valentino Rossi, don’t alter the timeline, and absolutely do not get attached, especially not to people Marc knows he can’t save.

    This plan fails immediately.

    (Or: Marc Márquez crashes in Phillip Island 2016 and wakes up in the Fantastic Four era, where history is intact and Marc is once again everyone’s problem.)

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    07 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 14

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    ‘Look who’s soaked for me?’ Valentino drawls, his gaze locked with Marc’s. Marc doesn’t hide how turned on this makes him, his eyes heavy-lidded and impossibly darker. ‘You just talk a whole lot of shit, don’t you, Márquez?’

    ‘You talk too much generally,’ Marc responds, pulling Valentino close by fisting the middle of his shirt and yanking. He’s strong, too strong, and the motion almost causes them to butt heads, but Valentino steadies himself on his knees. ‘Do what you do best.’

    ‘Are you going to beg for it?’ Valentino asks, his nose finding the beauty mark next to Marc’s nostril and nuzzling it. He kisses the corner of Marc’s mouth as the younger says:

    ‘No. I won’t beg for you, Rossi.’

    [aka a fic where Marc has a pussy and Valentino fucks him into the mattress. There's some nice fluff too :)]

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    22 Dec 2025