Marc M: Dandelions Symbolise Everything I Want To Be In Life

Im not(yes)insane about this.

I've recently started watching the classic doctor who and i find it so funny that if you ignore the accents and weird background noise it basically seems the same as the modern doctor who

and there's still people saying doctor who has only become "woke" or "weird" recently...

Also the fourth doctors smile reminds me so much of Christopher Eccleston

Ok to anyone else watching motogp on servusTV

Did u guys also just hear some audio of peccos 2023 championship win in the background of the commentators????

Or is something wrong with my headphones/pc 😭😭😭

Hellooo… im craving for a fabio quartararo angst one shot that ends up with 💕💣💥❤️‍🔥 you know. Thanksss 🫶🏻

Ok yeah that request is>>

Since u didn't specify the reader I'll just use male reader since I'm most comfortable with that

Warnings: smut obv, bit of angst

Summary: After Fabio injures himself you have a small fight about the risks racing brings

Post-Race Tension

You were sitting on the bed in your shared bedroom, texting with Tom.

You: Pls tell me he's okay

Tom: Just a few scratches nothing to serious, he's on his way to you

As if he knew, at exactly that moment the door was opened.

You stood up, looking at Fabio, his smile and all the little scratches on his face. After a few seconds you walked over to him and slapped him right across the face, wiping said smile right off his face: "What the actual FUCK were you thinking?"

"I'm sorry darling but you know I have to take risks and besides nothing happened, it's okay", he grabbed you by the hips and tried to kiss you.

You turned around and walked away: "No it's not okay, you could've DIED!"

You spun on your heel, staring him in the face: "Y- You know what? I can't do this anymore!

We talked about this. You can't risk your life every race, especially if there isn't even an actual chance of you overtaking someone.

I'm just sick of worrying every week. You're not just taking a normal, calculated risk like all the other riders, you don't even care.

You don't care if you die, at least that's what it seems like"

At this point, you were crying and hyperventilating. You felt a burning anger and sadness. It felt as if your heart was getting ripped apart.

Fabio walked up behind you and hugged you: "Hey mon cœur, please come down."

He carefully picked you up and placed you on the bed, still hugging you. His touch was gentle and his voice oh so caring: "Of course, I care. I care so much. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you and I obviously couldn't do that if I was dead"

You felt your anger fade, replaced by more tears and sobbing.

He smiled as you cuddled into him. "I- I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose you"

"It's alright mon cœur. I promise you I'll be more careful from now on."

Slowly you both laid down on the bed, your head on his shoulder and his arm tightly around you.

"I love you", he pulled you into a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, full of love.

You grinned, your cheeks wet and vision blurry: "I love you too"

Fabio couldn't control his smile anymore. He pulled you in again, kissing you harder.

As he carefully bit your lip the kiss got more heated. You let out a heavy breath as he gripped you at your hips, below your shirt which got discarded a few seconds later.

You held onto his strong arms and pulled his hoodie right off. At the same time he hooked his fingers into the elastic of your boxers while kissing your neck.

Deciding you've waited for long enough you pulled both your remaining clothing off. You could hear a quiet sigh as he felt your naked skin against his.

Still impatient you got to work, taking his cock into your hands, slowly stroking the tip. You could hear his moans as he bucked his hips into your hand.

After a few minutes he rolled over, opening the nightstand and getting out a bottle of lube. He lubed up his fingers, rubbing them together to get the sticky substance warm.

Slowly he pushed one finger in your hole and curled it. He chuckled: "You're still prepped from this morning aren't you"

He pushed in one more, scissoring them inside until he was sure you could take him.

After he lubed up his dick he asked: "Are you ready"

"Just fuck me" , You kissed him.

Grinning at your words he slowly pushed into you.

You moaned as you felt the familiar stretch. You put your hands around his neck and your legs around his waist.

When he was fully inside he started moving slowly, going faster and faster as you pushed your hips back.

His thrusts became rougher. All you could hear were your moans and his pants together with the sound of skin on skin.

You felt the familiar heat pool in you and Fabios thrusts were also getting sloppier.

"Oh God Fabio - I'm fucking close", you yelled and spread your legs farther so he could reach that one special point more easy.

With a loud groan he spilled inside you, just as you came with his name on your lips.

He slowly pulled out, kissing you and getting up to get a towel and some water.

He cleaned you up and laid next to you.

You snuggled into him and put your hand on his chest.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"Please promise me you'll be more careful from now on", You looked up to him.

His eyes were on you, gazing down lovingly: "I promise"

Slowly both of you drifted off to sleep.

English isn't my first language so yeah. If you find mistakes feel free to point those out. I also realised i used the german punctuation marks for speech so sorryyy

Always happy bout feedback :)

I mean how could hyperfocusing on something that cpuld potentially kill you and still doing it because you love it so much EVER be neurotypical

i don't think i've ever seen a pro athlete and gone "ah yes a neurotypical"

· I WANT YOU ·

You know whenever there's a chance,

I'll tell you that you're amazing as you are.

⭒ Fabio Quartararo × Trans Male Reader

⋆ oneshot WC: 817 ⋮⋮⋮ ftm trans reader ⋮⋮⋮ established relationship ⋮⋮⋮ fluff.

⋆ summary          ┈          "You say the same every day, Fabio." "Maybe that's because you look handsome every day, mon beau." You couldn’t be happier right now.

⋆ face claim          ┈          nobody.

⋆ warnings          ┈          coming out.

⋆ requested?          ┈          Yes! ◀ (Thanks anon for the request! <3)

« K »            Sorry for the delay. The exams were ruining my life lately. Thanks for the patience <3

· Hope yall enjoy :]

          The summer was killing you both there on the track. Fabio was still trying to cool down after training, while you just were there; sitting in the garage, watching your boyfriend, hoping that being under the shelter of the garage would ease the sweltering heat of the sun a bit.

          You were twiddling your thumbs the whole time, as you thought. 

          For a month or maybe two now, you were planning a day to confess to him your biggest secret. You were nervous, moving in your place as if you couldn't stay still.

          “Something wrong?” he asked, feeling that you were… weird.

          “No,” you mumbled, not sure about your words. Trying to repeat your discourse in your mind one last time but forgetting the words. Feeling a knot in your throat, but the need to speak anyway.

          Fabio was just waiting for you to explain what's happening, because he's sure there's something wrong. You two spend so much time together for him not noticing there's something. 

          “You're scaring me…” He laughed softly, a little awkward, starting to worry. “You know you can tell me anything, right? You are my girlfriend, and-”

          “That's the problem” He froze.

          “Huh? Are we– Are we breaking up?”

          “No! I mean– not that part. Uh…” With your gaze fixed on the ground, you take a deep breath before finishing: “I'm– I'm a boy.”

          “Oh.” You couldn't look up. You just were waiting for him to stand up and leave you there, maybe even insult you?

          The silence stretched on forever, and you started to think you might throw up if he didn't act.

          “Uhm. You already chose your name?” 

          “Eh?”

          “Your name. You probably want to choose a new one, no?” You finally look up. He remained a little confused, but sure about his question.

          “That's all?” You asked, probably more confused than him. Why is he still there? Why does he still look at you with kindness and affection?

          “We are still dating?” He added, after a few seconds, thinking. You nodded, still shocked. “Then, I want to know how my boyfriend wants to be called.” Fabio smiled, but it quickly changed when you started to tear up.

          Before he could say anything, you saw how worried he was about saying something wrong, so you spoke up.

          “Sorry. Is not a bad cry, I swear, I'm just so happy.”

          “Oh. It's fine, babe.” He put his arm around your shoulders. Feeling still too hot to give you a proper hug, but the situation warranted it. “I love you, no matter what. No matter if you are a girl or a boy.” And with a kiss, you established a new point in your relationship, knowing that essentially everything remained the same. You are the same. Your love is the same.

          From those younger ages to now, you were always by his side. Maybe not attending every race, but you never forget to fill his inbox with messages from wishing him luck in the morning, relating the whole race on the chat, as if he weren't the one racing, to congratulating him or comforting him at the end of the day. And obviously, tons of calls.

          Now, the Grand Prix of the Americas was next on the calendar, and you already were there, in the United States.

          Enjoying. Walking through the big city, holding hands tightly with your boyfriend. Fabio was all smiles, talking about his plan for dinner.

          You watched him with that warm feeling in your chest that keeps reminding you why you are dating him. That same warmth you felt since the first day. The warmth you feel on your cheeks, too, and that you can't avoid. No matter how much time you were dating him, it always happens, reaching even your ears.

          He obviously notices what he provokes in you, jiggling softly before starting talking about other things.

          "You look exceptionally handsome today," he said, swinging your hands slightly.

          "You say the same every day, Fabio," you laughed.

          "Maybe that's because you look handsome every day, mon beau," he drew you closer to him, gently pulling your hand, to kiss your forehead.

          You couldn’t be happier right now.

          Thinking about how scared you used to be of him breaking up with you after coming out or the fear of starting your transition and that Fabio realized he didn't like you. How he proves to you that you have nothing to fear, because he will always be with you -even joking that you were bound to him forever-.

          None of you care anymore about what random people could say on social media. After so many years of knowing each other, you trust in the other. You trust in you, in your relationship. 

          You were there in every important moment in Fabio's life, as he was there in yours. A whole life shared, and so many years to keep sharing together.

⋮⋮⋮                 481MCLARG | 03 . 07 . 2025

i’m going to leave this here

MB72 — take your shirt off

Bucky: 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 "Hey doll can i talk to you?"

You: 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 "huh?"

Bucky: 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵."Listen, I've wanted to tell you for a while... I'm in love with you, and I've known for a while. It was stupid of me to hide it, I.. Well I guess what I'm saying is..", 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩."Will you go on a date with me, doll?"

You: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘴 "um yes Bucky can you repeat that again"

Sam: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨

Bucky: 𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯 "I said, will you go out with me, ya knucklehead?

You: 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 "Go out where?"

Sam: 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥