#soromember

so one day when they're at home, Marco wakes up and doesn't see Marc near him in his bed. it's strange and Bez goes looking for Marc only to find out that the man had finally shifted and he's now standing face to face with the most miraculous creature he had ever seen

and Bez is OVEREXCITED

Omg anon. You have no idea how much you speak to my soul rn. I've never put this prompt on paper but it's been HAUNTING ME AHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY.

Ok so listen, we'll start from the beginning (this is serious to me) the Márquez brothers are dragons. The moment their parents realize, they urge the boys to hide it. After all, being a mythical creature is often more trouble than it's worth. Marc is a pretty red dragon; he loves sunbathing and he can breathe fire, although Julia definitely scolded him about using it wisely. As for Álex, he's a beautiful silver and blue dragon, a bit more lean and with scales that reflect the blinding sun like armour. Absolutely stunning (like a flashbang lmao). Dragons are proud and loyal creature that will protect fiercely what is theirs. It simply seems fitting

They are Cervera's secret. Their own little treasure. They fly above the city and its resident smile secretly and act like they've seen nothing.

But then it's time to join motogp, and the bothers do not speak of their second forms at all. They're too big to shift in the paddock, and they definitely don't want the extra attention, so they keep it lowkey. Sometimes, Marc can feel his fire trying to crawl out of his throat, and he lets a few scales appear on his arms. It's a soothing half-shift, something to lessen the pressure that comes with not shifting for a long time.

But this has other consequences, too. People see the scales, and they wonder what they belong to. Are they fish scales? Or maybe some kind of lizard? Marc always avoids any kind of questioning, so it's quite hard to find out. But at the end of the day, no one but the gossipy journalists care much whether Marc is a gecko or a salmon.

AU where Marc is just a bit more angrier at Vale post 2015 for ruining what could've been and decides to get back at him in a....different way. He looks at Vale's Academy, and at the future students who will get enrolled in the upcoming months. He looks, and he decides he's going to steal something important to Vale. He's going to steal an Italian boy from Vale.

Marco Bezzecchi never gets to join the Academy. Instead, he's shipped off to Spain with the man who screwed over his idol and who's apparently as cruel as he's arrogant. He's supposed to live there, train there, with this man 6 years older than him, and pretend like he doesn't hate him. He distinctly feels like his future has been ruined.

Marc? He's not here to make Bez like him. He's going to train him, and Bez is going to race against all these other Italian boys and win.

Outsider pov of another rider watching Marc stand back up with his arm ripped open and walking away like it's nothing. Another time his leg gets twisted and broken and he still walks on it. Guts spilling out yet still riding, the red of the leathers hiding it. He's not really human, and people just start fearing him and the bottomless look in his eyes as he keeps getting back up again and again and again like a puppet

Álex Márquez goes to the fortune teller as a joke when he's 17 with a couple of friends and meets a batshit crazy lady who keeps saying insane things. After highkey laughing in her face, she urges him to touch her crystal ball to have a glimpse of his future.

Turns out he gets shown the entire thing like the Lord of the Rings trilogy.

So here he is, seventeen years of age but suddenly with years of knowledge, and the only thing he wants to do is hit his future self.

Okay so. What if all the riders have nine lives, exactly like cats, and the toll of winning an incredible prize such as a championship is one life. To win, you have to die a little.

What if Marc was in love with Valentino, and what if, after realizing the Italian will lose his last life and truly die to win his tenth, he sabotaged the championship on purpose. Vale will hate him, yes. Marc cannot find it in himself to care. As long as the older man is alive, he can keep hating him.

Then 2020 happens, and Vale retires in 2021. He's safe, with one life remaining. Valentino hates Marc for what he did. He had no right, and he refuses to listen to the pathetic excuses. Love, what a joke.

But then it's 2025, and Marc wins his ninth. He's on his last life, and it does not bother Valentino at all.

Why should he care?

2026 rolls, and Marc is on his way to win. The press ask him about it, and if he's really going to go through it, to follow Agostini's footsteps and die in the search of glory. Marc is at peace with it. He's been at peace with it for a long, long time.

Valentino, however, finds that he is not.

All of a sudden, the thought of Marc dying hurts like a spear through the chest. He thinks about having to watch MotoGP without Marc and almost throws up in revulsion. He thinks about having no one to search for in the paddock, even if only to glare, and it's too much.

Vale never understood how Marc could sabotage his championship because of such a silly thing like "love".

He thinks he's starting to get it, a special kind of despair growing in his chest, like every minutes is his last on earth. He thinks that, if Marc dies, a part of him will also die a little. His last life does belong to Marc in a twisted way.

Eldritch entity Marc who joined MotoGP and who brings misfortune to the people around him. It's like some kid of spell; some can somewhat resist it, other are very vulnerable to it. No one knows, until Marc joins Ducati. Francesco Bagnaia wouldn't consider himself an unlucky man, but the 2025 season was just a big joke at this point. He figures it's linked to Marc in such an odd way.

He gives Marc a gift.

The Spaniard smiles and seems happy about it, and the next day Pecco does not fall from his bike. From here, there's a theory that forms in his head.

So he keeps going; he give gifts to Marc, and realises that the bigger they are, the more luck he gets back. So he starts shedding pieces of himself, giving Marc everything he can, even his soul. And the worst thing is—it works. So he keeps going and going and going and Marc smiles smiles smiles and cradles his head and kisses him deeper until Pecco feels like he's drowning in a power he can't understand.

He's unsure if he'll make it out of here alive.

Just thoughts, I hope you are having a good day also!

Hi again!!!! Please do feel free to bother me with any ideas btw, i always love it! It's my pleasure to answer you :3 and i did have a great day! Good studies for exam week and a job interview that went amazing eheheje >:)

Now cowboy/vampire AU...I remember reading a bunch in other fandoms and they always slapped! I like the thought of the Márquez bros being super old vampires who have roamed this earth for decades upon decades now. They have their own system, which is far more progressive than some other vampires. They're not really into human livestock; that was a very old vampiric culture thing. They know it's still the most popular way to harvest blood, but...

They do not want to do it anymore. They have, for many many years they have, but now, animal blood and stolen bag of human blood will do the job. They're actually very ethical vampires now that you think about it. They used to be quite ruthless, but this gets boring fast , doesn't it.

So now they live to have fun, going from town to town and using the cattle as sources of blood. It's quite funny to escape the law like this!

Until they meet their newest adversity.

Cowboys aren't new to their lives. Marc and Álex are used to escaping them. Marc even remembers that one time where that particularly annoying Italian cowboy had chased him all the way to the edge of the world for the sole purpose of killing him. Marc had, of course, ended up sinking his fangs into his soft throat and greedily drinking from his jugular until he dropped dead. Unfortunate; the man had been quite charming, if not incredibly annoying.

But this new group is...different. They work in symbiosis, like they have one mind despite bickering so much that their horses look ready to murder them. And they are also very good at hunting vampires.

Very, very good.