Léia

I was thinking to write about :

-Marc Marquez

-Alex Marquez

-Pecco Bagnaia

-Marco Bezzechi

-Luca Marini

-Jorge Martin

To be 100% honest I would write mainly Marc but I'm not against ideas for the other if I'm inspired. So I would love to listen to you if you have any ideas of plots !

I will make out a Marc short fan fiction during this week I think. Let me know if you're interested !

(According to my point of view, no spoiler if you do not have finished the game)

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, I try my best, please be gentle. At least, I will slay the french part.

Gustave :

Dernière danse - Kyo

"J'ai longtemps parcouru son corps

Effleuré cent fois son visage

J'ai trouvé de l'or et même quelques étoiles

En essuyant ses larmes

J'ai appris par cœur la pureté de ses formes

Parfois, je les dessine encore

Elle fait partie de moi

Je veux juste une dernière danse

Avant l'ombre et l'indifférence

Un vertige puis le silence

Je veux juste une dernière danse

Je l'ai connue trop tôt, mais c'est pas de ma faute

La flèche a traversé ma peau

C'est une douleur qui se garde

Qui fait plus de bien que de mal

Mais je connais l'histoire, il est déjà trop tard

Dans son regard, on peut apercevoir qu'elle se prépare

Au long voyage

[....]

Je peux mourir demain, ça ne change rien

J'ai reçu de ses mains

Le bonheur ancré dans mon âme

C'est même trop pour un seul homme

Je l'ai vu partir, sans rien dire

Il fallait seulement qu'elle respire

Merci, d'avoir enchanté ma vie"

Translation :

"For a long time I have scanned her body

Brushed hundred time her face

I have found gold and even some stars

Wiping away her tears

I have learned by heart her shape purity

Sometimes I draw them again

She is a part of me

I only want one last dance

Before the shadows and the indifference

A vertigo and then the silence

I only want one last dance

I have known her too early, but it's my fault

The arrow have crossed my skin

It's the kind of pain we keep

Feeling more good than painful

But I know the story, it's already to late

In her gaze, we can see she is preparing

A long travel

[...]

I can die tomorrow, it will change nothing

I have received from your hands

The happiness settled in my soul

It's even too much for only one man

I have saw her go, without saying nothing

She was only needing to breathe,

Thanks to have enchanted my life"

Paradis - Orelsan

"Qu'est-ce que j'irais faire au paradis

Quand tu t'endors près de moi?

Qu'ils le donne à d'autres, le paradis

Je n'en voudrais pas

[...]

Notre amour est la seule vérité

Nos enfants donneront aux Nazis l'envie d'avoir des enfants métissés

Main dans la main, vieux et fripés

On s'rappellera les soirées qu'on faisait tous les deux

[...]

À danser au milieu du salon, tu taffais dans deux heures

Les yeux imbibés d'alcool, déguisés en Chopper

Quand tu t'marrais à mes blagues les plus nulles

Quand on s'donnait des surnoms ridicules

On dit qu'le temps détruit mais l'temps n'est pas notre ennemi

Parce que plus j'te connais et plus j'me sens béni

Assez béni pour t'emmener à l'église

Dire au prêtre "oublie l'truc où la mort nous sépare, on va rester dans cette vie"

On aura plein d'enfants parce que y a qu'ça qui compte

On dormira empilés comme des Maximonstres

J'vais enfin pouvoir me poser

La réponse à toutes mes questions s'endort à mes côtés"

Translation :

"What would I go to do in paradise

When you are getting to sleep next to me ?

They can give paradise to the others,

I will not want it.

[...]

Our love is the only truth

Our children will give to the Nazis the desire too have mixed children

Hand in hand, old and wrinkled

We will remember the nights we were doing together

Dancing in the middle of the living room, you were having to go to work in two hours

The eyes saoking alcohol, disguise in Chopper

When you were laughing at my worst jokes

When we were giving to each other ridulous nicknames

We said the time destroy but the time is not our opponent

Because more I know you more I feel blessed

Blessed enough to take you to the chruch

Say to the priest "forget the thing about the death separes us, we are going to stay in this life"

We will have a lot of children because it is only thing that count

We will sleep piled up as Maximonstres

I can finally settle down

The answer to all my questions is getting to sleep by my side"

La fille du sud - Vianney

"On m'a dit qu'c'était là que tu venais souvent

J'ai pensé "n'y va pas" et j'suis venu pourtant

J'avais plus l'habitude qu'on me remballe

Mais comme t'étais du sud, j'ai pris un Mistral

Moi, j'voulais n'importe quoi tant qu'c'était avec toi

Même devenir amis, même conduire dans Paris

Faut pas faire des études pour être au courant

Que comme t'étais du sud, tu prenais ton temps

La fille du sud, elle avait mis

Dans ma vie tout son pays

La fille du sud, j'l'attendais là pour partir

La fille du sud, quand elle avait froid

J'aurais fait n'importe quoi

Les filles du sud, je vous le dis

Ne sont pas

N'importe qui"

Translation

"They say that you were going here often

I hava thinked "do not goes there" and I came anyways

I had no more the habits to be reject

But as you were from the south, I had taken a Mistral

Me, I would had done anything just to be with you

Even became friends, even drive in Paris

But no need to make studies to know

That because you were from the south, you were taking you time

The south girl, she had put

In my life all her country

The south girl, I was waiting her to go for going too

The south girl, when she was feeling cold

I would had done anything

The south girls, I say it,

Are not

Anyone"

Verso :

Où aller - Gims

"Ce temps qu'on n'rattrapera sûrement jamais, mais moi

Je sais où aller, je suis resté près

De toi, ma bien aimée, tu m'as redonné la foi

Je suis resté, même si tu n'étais plus là

Je sais où aller, je sais où aller

[...]

T'es mon équilibre, sans toi, je divague, j'ai besoin de toi

Perdu dans la nuit, le ciel est sans lune, ce soir, j'ai besoin d'un toit

Tu es mon amie, tu sais tout de moi, je n't'ai jamais rien caché

Aujourd'hui, j'ai tout à t'offrir mais, toi, tu veux juste du temps"

Translation :

"We will never make up for the lost of time, but

I know where to go, I'm stayed close

To you, my beloved, you had given me back faith

I'm stayed, even if you were not here anymore

[...]

You are my balance, without you, I rave, I need you,

Lost in the night, you know everything about me, at tonight, I need a home

You are my friend, you know everything about me, I had never hidden something from you

Today, I had everything to give you, but all you want is only time"

J'ai failli te dire je t'aime - Enola Cox

"Je suis bien quand t'es pas loin

Quand mes gestes s'attachent aux tiens

Ta main sur ma joue

Et tout mon corps en est jaloux

J'aime me cacher dans tes bras

Comme si je n'existais pas

Pour ne pas m'oublier

Je nous ai souvent dessinés

J'ai failli te dire je t'aime

Failli le poser sur tes lèvres

J'le pense si fort

J'te l'dis parfois quand tu dors

Mes deux mains sur tes oreilles

À ma façon, je prie le ciel

J'le veux si fort

J'te l'dis parfois quand tu dors

[...]

La nuit s'est lassée de tout

J'étire les heures jusqu'à nous

À cet instant,

Soit je fuis, soit je mens

J'ai failli te dire je t'aime

Failli le poser sur tes lèvres

Je le pense si fort

J'te l'dis parfois quand tu dors

Mes deux mains sur tes oreilles

À ma façon, je prie le ciel

J'le veux si fort

J'te l'dis parfois quand tu dors

Le silence de tes yeux fermés

Tes paupières que j'embrassais

J'en reviens, j'y reviendrai"

Translation

"I'm doing well when you are around

When my movements tie whith yours

Your hand on you cheek

All my body is being jealous

I love to hide myself in your arms

Like if I was not existing

To not forget

I have often drawn us

I have almost failed to keep my I love you for myself

I have almost put this word on your lips

I think it so loudly

I say it even sometimes when you are sleeping

Both of my hands on your ears

In my way, I pray the sky

I want it so hard

I say it to you sometimes when you are sleeping

[...]

The night is getting tired of everything

I draw out the hours to us

At this moment

Either I run away or I lie

I have almost failed to keep my I love you for myself

I have almost put this word on your lips

I think it so loudly

I say it even sometimes when you are sleeping

Both of my hands on your ears

In my way, I pray the sky

I want it so hard

I say it to you sometimes when you are sleeping"

La lune - Princesse

"Je t'emmènerai sur la lune

Mon amour

On emménagera sur les dunes

Pour toujours

Y a comme une histoire dans le ciel quand

Quand elle enlève ses vêtements

Je t'ai fait du mal bêtement

La prochaine fois, ouais, j'irai doucement

J'ai serré son bassin, j'ai palpé son cœur

J'ai ouvert les portes du paradis

Elle m'a dit "faisons comme si nous étions deux âmes sœurs"

Et j'ai volé sans débris, ça n'm'a pas fait peur

Chérie, écrivons l'histoire sans faire de métaphore

Ouais, j'ai donné sans compter pour ouvrir ton cœur

Couronne de fleurs caresse ses tempes

Serre-moi fort avant que je ne me sente

Écarté de nous deux, à force

De combler le vide avec d'autres

De sourire aux blagues des potos

Celles qui parlaient de toi à l'époque"

Translation

"I will take you on the moon

My love

We will move on the dunes

For ever

There is as a story in the sky

When she is removing her clothes

I have hurted you stupidly

The next time I will be more gentle

I have secured her pelvis, I have felt her heart

I have opened heaven doors

She said to me "let's make love like if we were two souls mates"

I have flew through the pieces, I was not scared

Honey, let's write the story without metaphors

Yeah, I have gave without being careful, to open your heart

Floral wreath skim her temples

Hold me tightly before I start to feel

Taked away from us, in the course of

Filling the hole with others

Smilling to the jokes of my friends

The ones that were yours at the time".

I do not recommend to read this before you had finished Act 1 and 2

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, I try my best, please be gentle. And I don't have finish the game yet, so some description are going to be unclear because I don't now the why from the how and the for what of the question.

This is an idea, not my best, but the best I can do without having finished the game yet.

It takes me 4 days, I am not gonna lie, I'm happy to be free form this story now TvT

TW : mention of dead, near-death experience, mourning, angst but fluffy ending.

You were part of the expedition Zero with Verso. For the first expedition everyone was naive enough to be happy to "save the world". Nothing would had never prepared you to the truth.

At first, neither you or Verso see a problem to the immortality. It was before realizing you were having to kill everyone who will ever try to save the world too for keeping it. Quickly, you had decided to live with your life choices but without hurting anyone who had never the luck to choose.

Renoir was a problem. This man will always be a problem as long as he will breath. So when it was appearing clearly that Verso will not continued to help him, he had tried to separate you and Verso. Killing you was according to him the best way to do it. Renoir was convincing himself that without you Verso will finally see the true.

Tough luck, you were not likely to make his project easier and Verso was not to. You had would to run away with Verso by your side. But Verso, stubborn he was, only desired to fight his father. He convinced you to go away without him, saying he will found you later. Accordinf to him, your priority was to escape from Renoir. You had hesitated a long time before finally leave without him. After all he seemed like if he was knowing what to do more than you.

When he found you, three weeks after this event while you were sure you had let him die, he was looking exhausted. But the main shock come from the scar on his face. It was still fresh. Worried for him, you proposed you help that he refused. He had passed the night alone, in an isolated corner of your makeshift camp.

Since, your life with Verso was "peaceful". If we take apart all the remorse, the pain and the distress you shared. The life was certainly boring and dangerous sometimes, but you were grateful to be both in this, and not alone. Being alone in this world where the time had seemed to stop for the objects, when for trade with the Gestrals you have to fight (Monoco who the only hobby was to fight everything and everyone was just the icing on the cake) and with the giants Nevrons. Even if it's on some point of view this was an amazing place and that in despite of everything you were liking Gestrals, anyways, you also had good reasons to go crazy.

Your relation-ship with Verso was complicated. He did not share anything about his life, the conversation you can have were always vague and unclear and he was having this odious habit to disappear without any warning. But, he was having a good heart, always carrying even if he kept distance between you and him, always ready to help and always the first to have problem for his friends. Like this day when you were looking for Esquie's stones and a Nevron taken both of you by surprise. But most of the time he was distant with you when he was more open with Monoco or Esquie. Till an event that had made him change his behaviour…

Verso had disapeared again when you chosed to do something for keeping busy your mind. It was better than waiting him to return to the camp with anxiety. You decided to hunt some Nevron that were making your camp in danger those last days because pf their proximity. During the hunt you had faced a Nevron really strong. Type of them you usally avoid because they are so tall that they can eat you. You had tried to bypass it, but a wrong sum of distance made you fell. The Nevron turned to you and throwed his hand on you. You started to run but can not escaped from the giant hand. You felt your body been lift in the air. You tried to cut the Nevron's fingers but your sword had strayed on the ground. You used an another sword but it was more little than the one you had losted.

At the same time, you saw the mouth came closer. Your first thought in this situation was to Verso because if you die like this he will be alone. And the second was that you will absolutely not die by beenning eat. The Nevron maked a strident scream as you cut permanently one of his finger. In a desperate way to slow uour fall, you stabed your dagger in the Nevron body, which cut it all the way down because of your weight and the strenght with which you had fallen on him. You had done the half of the distance which separated you from the ground when your dagger go out the Nevron's body. You fell free during less than ten metre. Your body touched the grown with violence as you heard disgusting sound from your left leg. If the bones were only broken you could were lucky. The Nevron was now focus on his injuries more than you and gathering what was remaining of your determination, you ran untill the forest where you had will at least be protect from the giant Nevron.

Finally safe the adrenaline had started to leave slowly but surely your body as your leg started to hurt more and more. When you had realized you were lost, it was clear that you will not survive. You were ignoring where Verso can be, and anyway, you were alone in this forest. You were laying against a tree, closed eyes trying to forget the pain in your body as you were accepting the fatality.

When you regained consciousness you were laying on something definitively more comfortable than roots. You started to look for Verso around you but trying to move was harder than you expected.

"Do not dare to move, you have had enough issues today don't you think ?"

That was Verso voice without a doubt. Now he had changed his position you perfectly saw his figure against the light. He helped you to sit up a little more straight as he holded you a bowl of water.

"How did you find me ?" You asked once you were rehydrated.

Verso placed the bowl and looked at you. His gaze was grave. His skin seemed pale.

"You are very lucky because for the first time in my whole life I had decided to listen to a presentiment that made me looking for you. My way had crossed the way of that giant Nevron greatly messed up. And what was not my surprise when I found your sword on the grown and you were nowhere. When I had found you, you were breathing so fraily that I believed you were dead. That's how I found you."

You were thinking he was mad at first, but the light had reflected a tear running down his cheek. He seemed in fact, more hopeless than angry.

"I'm sorry." Was the only good thing you found to say. You move your hand on his, making him feel you were alive.

"Be more careful the next time. You need to rest now."

After this event, you became closer to Verso than never before. None of you ever said to the other that you were loving him, or at least liking his company. You had shared particular alchemy which needed no words to exist.

It was just living through your actions. Verso had taken the habit to check on you discreetly after each fight and reciprocally you did the same. But there are a lot of other things.

Like how you had learned to appreciated Verso's fighting obsession and you were always supporting him when he was fighting against the Gestrals or Monoco. You were so supportive that one day you had strated a street fight to "defend his honour" as you said. Reciprocally Verso learned to love your dancing obsession by watching you dance until late in the evening during quiet day.

Or how Verso was so surprise to learn that you were a dancer before the fracture as you were surprised to discover his love for write poems. One night he was observing you dancing. He approched you discreetly as possible. You did seen him only during a pirouette that make you end at two step of him. "You are magnificent" he whsipered so low that you had thinked to dream at first. You smiled adn thanked him. Later, when you gone to sleep, he had confided to you that he will love to see you dance while he was playing piano.

And even some days, when the weather was not pleasant, you were sleeping together because it will be unnecessary to get sick by catching cold.

Now, Verso was not going anywhere without you and you were more comfortable with his company than never before.

During three decades you lived pacified of your remorse, sharing them with each other the days when they come to haunt you. Three decades during which you had learned to love each other without having the need to tell it a single time. It was just in the exchanged look, in the air between you and your way to communicate.

When you were going out, Esquie was the first to tease Verso about why he does not proposed you. After all you were living together since so long and your mutual affection was clear. Worst, you were even not a couple because someone was too scared about his father to live each moment to the full. to Verso was always having the same answer : he was not loving you like a husband can love his wife or like a boyfriend is supposed to love his girlfriend. Esquie was always laughing at him, saying he was too hung-up and that on day it will be to late to make a move.

Sometimes Verso was surprising himself to wish he had listened to Esquie teasing more carefully.

Everything seemed to be fine while you were eating with Verso and Monoco at the top of a mountain after having defeated a lot of Stalacs and others Nevrons of all kinds. Monoco and Verso were, like they used to, argued about which one had killed the most of Nevrons. Of course, they were disapproved mutually the numbers they proposed to each other. You would been laughing with them if you did not felt sick. Since you woke up this morning you were feeling sick but a sickness really weird. You said nothing to your friends because you know they would haved postpone this trip. And despite your state, you were awared of the important for Monoco and Verso to pass time together and Verso would haved never leave you alone if you had been honest.

Now, sitting with them at the end of the day you were feeling the insistent gaze of Verso on you. He was clearly suspecting something. Speaking of the devil, Verso sat down by your side and taken a deep breathe before talking.

"What is happening with you ?" He asked gently.

"I do not know... I'm not feeling well. I probably need to sleep, it will go better later."

"You are sure ? Because, I did not want to be the overprotective guy of the team, more the time pass more pale you seem."

"I'm going to be ok, no reasons to worry I swear." I said during I stand up to take some deep breathe.

You were going in circles around the campfire, trying to escape to the pain, when suddenly a completely unexpected terror capture your body. Your body was paralysed, you were suddenly freezing. As you gaze met Verso you only saw the same terror than yours tormenting him. As he ran toward you, you had lowered your head looking to your body. The petals around it were gorgeous. Verso was calling you, terrified. Looking at him, you understood immediately that do not looked too good. Scared, you tried to hug him. You were not understanding what was happening but you did not had wanting to die.

Everything happened so fast, you had desperately screamed Verso name as you were walking toward him but before you even had a chance to reach him, you disappear. Literally. Of you, they were only lasting petals which were flying in the cold breeze.

And easily as it seemed to be, Verso and Monoco were now only two on the top of this moutain. The only proof of your existence was a bracelet in snow right where you just had disapeared. The one you made at the same time you made one to offer to Verso with complementary colours. Verso had never felt so distraught and useless than this day.

You were so naive to believe that after having found Gustave, Lune, Maelle and Sciel you will been capable of anything. Because the true was standing in front of you, awful and painful as always. An old man was killing Gustave in front of you and you can not done nothing to prevent this. You were hating to feel so useless, if you did not found a way to move quickly Maelle was going to die to.

You tried to save time by distracting the old man. You screamed, cried, insulted him, you had done everything you could without moving your body. The old man seemed to lost his patience enough to approach you. You continued to insult him and to demonstrate the hate you had for him. If you had to die, you had to make it something.

As the old man raised his cane to hit your face, you had closed your eyes. But the punch never came. When you opened your eyes the first think you saw was an expedition uniform. Nut it was really damaged and old. An unknow man saved your life.

Unknow did not felt to be the rightword to describe him, but you clearly can not had known this man in Lumiers because he was giving something you would never had forget if you had ever passed by him, if you had ever met him.

Even his voice when he talked to the old man seemed familiar to you.

As the old man disapear, you finally recovered your hability to move. You stood immediately and started to walk to the unknow man who disapear too before you can said anything. You did not even saw his face.

Later when you had set up a new camp in a deafening silence you finally had the chance to see the face Mister Mysterious. Maybe if you were not unsettled and tired as you were, you would asked important questions like "How do you find us ?" or "How can we be sure of your honesty ?" but the only thing question that escaped from your lips was "How did I know you ?".

Your gaze was meeting Verso gaze, you were sure this man was not as unknown for you as he was for the girls. By the way, the same girls were watching your awkward interaction with attention.

"I'm not really sure... For being honest you are looking exactly like a friend I had three decades ago. She was the victim of the gommage."

You prudently came closer to Verso.

"Since I am little, I make dreams about things I feel like I had already lived. When I wake up, I never remember exactly the people or the subject of the dream but I always feel a hole in my heart. Here, I had wrote all the things I was remembered after I wake up in this notebook since the last ten years." You said as you were holding out in the notebook.

Verso taken the notebook. When your fingers had brused Verso's fingers you felt a strange blush going to your head. You were waiting for him to say something, looking at your hands anxiously, thinking you were maybe crazy. After some time to brows your notebook Verso laughed.

"I can not understand half of this because of the lack of information, but according to what I had can gotten your dreams seems to be moments of your past life for sure. For exemple, I will never forget the day we met Esquie and François and you seem to do not having forget it too. "The strange man fell in the water and got hurt" the true would be more something like "Esquie defied him to dive in the cold water, he missed and a rock injuried his head." He said giggling a little bite.

Verso continued to explain you what he was understanding in your notebook while you were sitting around the camp fire. It was strange to listening to someone you never saw in your life but at the same with who you feel seen and safe for the first time since you "restart ?" it in Lumieres three decades ago.

All your life you were feeling like Lumieres was not the place where you were supposed to be. During thrity years you were feeling incomplete and as you were strating to understand why, you were also realizing that you were remembering some specific fact about Verso.

"Your favorite colour is purple." You said suddenly.

Verso looked at you surprised before nodding his head as approval.

"I can't remeber a lot of things, but I remember things like you were liking to write poems and playing piano. Oh, and we were sharing a best-friend.. Nomoco ? Comono ?... MONOCO right ?!"

"Yes it is. He will be happy to see you."

"I know I'm not supposed to ask this so you do not have to answer to this question if you do not want to. What are we ? I feel like I have a lot of feeling for you and all of them bring me comfort that I never experience before.."

"Well… We were something like close friends. If you ask to Esquie, he will say that we were a couple. But none of us ever said "I love you" because what we were sharing was just the way it was and I suppose that we never feel the need to explain it. On one hand, I am not really sure about my feeling. It's easy to say you love someone when she is the only company you have which is like you, which is understanding your pain as no one ever did. On the other hand, I am mourning you since three decades. At first I was thinking that the pain will go away with the time but it was never. When I saw you earlier, looking for trouble with Renoir I had almost lost my mind. You were here, in front of me and you were already putting yourself in trouble… And I was scared"

Verso taken a deep breath before putting his hands on yours. When he looked at you with his sweet gray eyes you had felt a familiar warmth going all over your body.

"I do not know about what the futur is made, but if you authorise me, I will appreciate to show you all the love I never show you before. I am not affraid anymore, I do not know why I am having a second chance but this time I want to make the thing great. Let me tell you about your past life. Let me tell you how much you were making me go crazy when you were laughing, how good you were at fighting and at dance. And let me show you this."

He held two bracelets out to you. He did not needed to explain because you were remembering making a dream about those bracelets. You were trading with Gestrals for some precious stones. You were wanting to make something special for celebrate your twenty years of friendship with someone. Now you were discovering who was this someone.

"This one is yours". He said, taking gently your wrist to put the bracelet on it.

You had taken time to look at it. You immediately saw the way that the pearls on your bracelet were matching Verso colour eyes and the way that his bracelet was matching pearls with your eyes colour.

"I feel complete with you. And in peace like I never feel before." You confess.

Verso came closer to you. He put his hand on your cheek and suddently hugged you tightly.

"I had wish I can hug you like this again since so long that it is feeling like an eternity. I will never let you go away from me again, never, I promise."

! SPOILER ACT 1 AND 2 !

(English is not my first language, I'm writting this at midnight so I'm tired 😭)

I had started to write something for him, but I was not aware of his past.

I have not finish the game yet, but I know him better since I had started to write the idea that I had had. I will try my best for making the story fit in the game.

Now, listen to this : THIS MAN IS AN ARTISTE. For this reason I fell in love with in immediately. And HE IS FRENCH. So I can write poem in his native language as if it was him who had wrote them for his love.

And you will never make me believe other ways.

And so, as an artist, this man needs his muse.

I'm going to have so much fun to write story were the reader is more or less his muse (because it can not be the all plot everytime, we need change).

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGAGE, I try my best, please be gentle. At least, I will slay the french part.

(Listen to me, we are going to do like if Sophie does not having Gustave's heart in her hands.)

After his breakup with Sophie, Gustave was feeling lonely. He was feeling guilty and he was carrying a lot of regrets. It takes a lot of time before his heart finaly beats warmly for someone else. Your meeting was an accident. You were training with the others members of the expedition team. Gustave was observing. Wanting to shirk a spell, you had jumped backward. The second after, your back was hitting something. While you were losing your balance you feel a pair of hands around your waist keeping you on your feet. Your gaze meet two borwn eyes and the sweetest smile you had ever seen.

Gustave's love for you was everywhere around you and you can not ever imagine to feel more loved by anyone else. This man is the perfect romantic french guy stereotype.

He is the type of guy that makes you feel comfortable with one look. His eyes always looking at you like if you where the only woman he ever sees.

And his love is everywhere. I know I have say it before, but God, this man is SWEET. Like, you are walking together in the streets ? He takes your hand in his. Is it a formal event and he can not touch you ? His hand will brush yours. Obviously he will put a hand on your back for guiding you if you want to.

Gustave's love langage is to touch you but also to give you gift. It can be a flower, a pebble with a shape was remembering something about you, a book he finds or also when he is enough confident it can be some word or poem he has written for you.

He loves to kiss your forehead.

After Sophie death, Gustave would need some space alone because he had never stoped to love her. But he would go to look for you without any doubts after he was gone to through his complex feelings. He would want to hug you all the night long. Usually he is the big spoon, but this night would be the exception : he would be the little spoon.

If you were pulled apart when the expedition disembark on the beach, he will be so terrified. When he wakes up, if he does not find you around him he will not lost another second before to go looking for you. Even if he does not know where he goes, he does not care, his priority is to find you. If you were together, he will check on you, looking for anytime of injuries. You will need to take his head between your hands and talk to him calmly for making him stop to moving anxiously around you. In any case, when he will be reassured he will hug you tightly and whisper something as "Tu m'as fait peur mon amour, je ne te laisserai plus tranquille à partir de maintenant" (You had scared me my love, I will not let you go away from me next time")

Look how cute he is, talking about his helmet design for his daughter.

I need a man like this.

BACK TO BACK

MARC MARQUEZ, THE GREATEST

WINS AGAIN TODAY IN MISANO

Thanks you so much for all these emotions.

Listen to me, I beg you to keep writting Marc fan fiction, please 🛐

I can even give ideas if you need, cause we really miss Marc fan fiction (and in general, MotoGP fan fiction 🥲).

When Marc Marquez takes the P1, I can affirm that I was the happiest girl in the world. I started to jump everywhere around my bed, and then, he just fall.

So I have close my phone and I lied on my bed in the dark, crying with all my heart and all the water in my body.

In one hand, I hate Marc so much for having give me hope because the reality was ruff.

In another hand, I understand why he gives the best of him for the GP. It's so much important for him and I can't imagine the pain he feels now. Yet, I will always support you Marc. Don't forget we love you anyways, even if you make us cry.

I'M SO HAPPY FOR HIM, AND HE LOOKS SO HAPPY AFTER THE PODIUM