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marcmarc
marcmarc 2025 series - 2025 but marcmarc...
I want to wear your skin - time travel + body swap
Cammina con Me - heavy smut
Heat Lust - 209372 car sex
Regardless of Time - tgcf adaptation of motogp
And as I Speak - post Valencia 2023 fallout
Make Yourself At Home - Marc babysitting Rubik
Pecco's Wingman Operation - Pecco being the MVP
Home Is Where You Are - ask pack AU, omegaverse marcmarc + lucalex
Respair - different first meeting with physiotherapist marc and rider bez
Highs & Lows - High Bez blurting out love confessions. Post 2026 Hungarian GP
Rosquez
Don't Involve Me - 2015 no divorce smut where marc wears a dress
Fortune Teller - Marc is a seer. It changes things
Name Your Price - text fic where marc puts his vale merch on eBay
✨️Man and Machine - marc bike sex with some side rosquez, dovquez, danimarc and a ch2 with caseymarc (this fic is my love child)
Other motogp works
Make me Proud - rossecchi 2025 austrian gp
Through Tinted Glass - multi chapters rossecchi student/mentor relationship
White Stripes - marcnaia bike sex
HYPOSTASIS - marcnaia with eldritch marc
Sharkfins - marcosta with mermaid pedro and marine biologist marc. With some dovquez and rosquez (the other one) too. Group project!
Play With Me? - rosquez (the other one) wing fic
Don't Forget Me - polmarc time travel where 2012 Pol ends up in 2025
Mortal men - polmarc post 2026 French GP
Lost and Found - calmarc 5+1 during the 2026 Mugello GP
The Art of Wanting - zareira smut
The Art of Needing - part 2 of zareira smut with moreirow, moreiquez, and calmarc
Change the Game - frankylucalex smut
For us to Know - toprak/nicolo misunderstanding
Keep Up - mavmarc 2017 motogp season
Take A Picture (It'll Last Longer) - pirromarc my wife
Your Face on My Walls - danimarc 5+1 crack treated seriously
random prompts - here is the tag for these
Silence - calmarc + bruised knuckles
You Promised - pecco/fabio + Time loop
Don't Hide From Me - bezsava + blood on borrowed clothes
I Don't need You (I Do) - pedroscar + "I'm good at not needing you"
Hope I Can Stay - marcsava + stay the night
My Name On Your Lips - toprak/marc + names
Sugar Break - dovquez + "Does it still hurt?"
endurance rpf
Kelvino propaganda - all my works with said ship
One More - kevkelv smut
cycling-related rpf
Blue Sun - Marc Márquez/Tadej Pogačar post 2025 TDF
The Reason Why - Isaac del Toro/Tadej Pogačar post stage 20 of the 2026 TDF
I'm back for your cycling expertise 😂😁 I have a few more questions 😋 :
So is there a racing calendar for cycling or is it like tennis where multiple races are happening all over the world and cyclists choose which races to participate in? (I need some kind of structure to be able to start😋)
And I assume the world championship is done using points collected all over the season? also do some races have more points than other?🤔
WELCOME BACK >:D
ok so. For the cycling calendar it's very much like tennis! There can be multiple races happening at the same time, which makes it hard when you got two favs racing at the same time in different races 😭😭 (you can find the calender here for example. There are many sites w it :3) there are also different type of race with different prestige!
One day races: just one race of often 200+km.
Stage races: multiple days races that happen all over. Never higher than 7 tho if i rmb right
Grand Tours: 21 days races that are like the "peak" of cycling so to say. There are only three: Vuelta a España, Giro d'Italia and Tour de France. These ones happen in may, july and august/September so they're never at the same time.
There are also races called the "classics", which are one day races that are more prestigious. They are "monuments". 1. Milano San Remo, 2. Ronde van vlaanderen, 3. Paris-Roubaix, 4. Liège-Bastonge-Liège and 5. Giro di Lombardia! (There's also an unofficial 6th one called Strade Bianche which is a fucking banger, but it's not as historical as the other 5 so it's not a monument. But many almost consider it as such.) Monuments are important because they are worth more UCI points also.
Which brings me to the next part. UCI points! UCI is the Union Cycliste Internationale, so they manage mountain biking, cyclocross, gravel biking and road cycling, etc etc! Rn, we're in the road cycling category. Each race are worth a certain amount of points. There are team and solo rankings a bit like f1 and motogp, and if your team gets the most UCI points they can put a nice lil sign on their jersey so ppl know they're cool. Monuments and Grand Tours are worth a SHIT TON of UCI points so winning them is very important and significant for a lot of teams! Good for attracting sponsors too eheh
HOWEVER—these are not the world championship. The WC is one (1) race usually held around September/october! This year it's in Montreal (my ass is going) last year it was in Rwanda! During this race, you do NOT race with your usual team (ex: UAE for Pogi) you ride for your COUNTRY. So Pogi will ride with cyclists from slovenia that are often in his rival teams during the rest of the year. Sometimes it creates some....pretty interesting dynamics 😭 so, you win this one day race, you're the world champion. You get to wear the rainbow jersey all year round until the next WC! There's also national championships (country only) and the European championship (the European champion jersey is cool asf. This year you'll notice that it's notably absent because Pogi won the WC and then proceeded to win the European championship right after. And the EU jersey, as you can imagine, is less "strong" than the rainbow jersey so. No EU jersey around this year.)
So yeah! The WC is a nice one-day race where if you fuck it up, you pack it up. It's insane to watch
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So bestie, I'm watching tour de France with my dad now and we're wondering what do the shirt colors(maillot vert, maillot blanc...) mean? 🤔 You're my cyclisme expert😂😉
YES!! so basically, maillot vert is for the sprinters! Every stage on the TDF there's intermediate sprints that give you points if you cross it first. You accumulate these points over time and the one with the most gets to wear it.
For maillot polka dot, this is for the best climber. Similarly, there are intermediate climbs that give points throughout the tour.
Maillot blanc is for the quickest rider under 26 years old! So this one goes by overall time like the Maillot jaune-> which is general classification in the tour.
Also, let's take pogi for example. Back then, he was winning the tour at 21 years old, so he was by default the best under 26, but the maillot jaune is "stronger" than the maillot blanc since it's the overall one, so pog couldn't wear the white jersey. It defaulted to the second best in the maillot blanc category. (Of course, pog still wins it at the end, but someone has to wear it during the races.) Similarly, if someone is the maillot jaune but also happens to be the best climber, the polka dot jersey will be worn by the second best throughout the tour.
We need to get him and fermin together ASAP, we need fermin to give him the hot girlfriend glow up (yes, fermin is the hot girlfriend)
HELPPP THAT'S SO FUNNY 😭😭 cauz deadass when i saw Fermín's new summer look my first instinct was to think that if I were Pedro I'd block that mf LMAO😭😭😭😭
But yeah i have no idea what pedro's thought process is here.....we should steal his brain for research purposes
Riding past a body and a mangled bike in a gravel trap as red flags are being waved doesn't feel great.
It feels even worse when you’re close with the person that went down. Senna doesn’t like to look, he doesn’t want to know who went down, but the bits of black and radioactive green were unfortunately unmistakable even in the corner of Senna’s visor. Creaking and clicking like a Geiger counter screaming in his ear.
Barry had gone down.
Or Barry crashes at Brno and injures himself and Senna worries about him.
Tadej's too far ahead to hear above the shouts around them, but Isaac only mouths one single word, slow and articulate as they make their way up the climb.
‘Why?’
Not the usual sport fandom i write for but yall. Yesterday was actually insane it deserved a fic
star wars setting, ~10 years after the republic fell (think fallen order vibes)
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On the wind-blasted planet of Zeffo, up a stone path that winds through the hillside from the small spaceport, the first words Marc speaks to him in ten years are, “You’re alive,” and Valentino nearly turns on his heel to take his chances with the Inquisitors.
Startled, his first line of defence is to get cruel. “I’m sorry, I must have the wrong house. They told me a Jedi lived around here.”
“Don’t be a fucking idiot,” Marc snaps, riled in turn, and the winds picks up as if in response. The villagers had warned Valentino to wait out the storm, but he’d been too impatient, buoyed by the possibility of another survivor. The electromagnetic fields must truly be playing havoc with his senses, because if he’d had an inkling of who waited at the top of the path, he’d still be in the spaceport. Too late now. “Get inside.”
Grudgingly, Vale does, letting his hood fall to his shoulders. The place is small, dark, but meticulously tidy. Marc hands him a clay cup, and Vale recoils at the glint of metal where his fingers should be. Bile threatens the back of his throat, but he swallows it down; he has no fluid to spare.
“Ah.” Marc smiles, rueful, but with enough of a twist that Vale viciously wonders if he’d done it on purpose. “Couldn’t keep out of trouble, even after I left the Order.”
Left. One way to put it, Vale supposes. “Of course you couldn’t.”
Silence. Outside, the winds howl.
“I thought about—” Marc swallows, a thick sound, pulling his right arm—missing right arm—close to his body. “I felt it, that night, the Force screaming. The cries. I wanted to—find any survivors, do what I could. Some troops found me first.”
An old curse finds its way to Vale’s lips. Purge troopers are sadistic; Marc must have found a way out, or they wouldn’t have stopped with an arm.
“Drink,” Marc insists, threading his way through the tiny living space. “The storms provide good cover from those who can sense the Force, but they’ll blow for days.”
“Days?” Vale echoes. “I—I need to get back to the spaceport. My ship is there.”
“Nothing will be able to take off or land,” Marc says, matter-of-fact.
Fuck. Stuck here, then. “The boys will be worried.”
At that, Marc’s head snaps up, eyes dark. “They…?”
“I saved them,” Vale says, and wrinkles his nose as the memory washes over him: burnt flesh, choked screams, lightsabers flashing in a hypnotic whirl. Luca, clinging to his hand. “I wish I could have saved more.”
Attachment, though, had always been his struggle. His younglings, his Padawan, had been his sole thought, and only once the smoke cleared and hyperspace was dancing in front of him had he sunk into the pilot’s seat, sobbing as the Force wailed in grief and anger.
“They’re lucky to have you,” Marc says, which is perhaps the kindest thing he’s ever said to Vale. It rubs, the lack of teeth, and Valentino squirms in the face of it.
“You said days?” he asks, brusque. “How many days?”
Marc shrugs. “It’s a storm. You want to go outside and ask it?” As if to underline his point, the winds scream, crashing against the mountainside.
“How long do they usually last?”
Another shrug. Vale’s chest burns with an anger he hasn’t allowed himself to feel for a decade. When he moves, his head brushes against something dangling from the ceiling: old parts from a ship, if he had to guess. Against the far wall sits a workstation, and as he moves closer, he can pick out the bones and carapace of a lightsaber. Marc’s lightsaber.
Couldn’t keep out of trouble. Couldn’t let go. Always so reckless.
“I have a room,” Marc says, occupying himself with something in the corner, fingers busy so he doesn’t have to look at Vale. “I will keep out of your way. I have work—the villagers give me things to repair. Just don’t go outside. The winds are stronger than you think.”
“So I have no choice.”
“No.” If he didn’t know better, he’d call it apologetic, the lilt in Marc’s voice, but Vale does know better. He knows him: body, soul, Force.
As quick as lightning, Marc spun around him, dropping a quick and subtle kiss on his cheek before going to greet some people from Honda as if nothing had happened, leaving Marco standing there, unmoving.
He felt his face erupt in a blush.
Marc, he'd—
“Close your mouth, Bez. You'll swallow a fly!” Pecco called out from a distance.
Marco gave him a murderous glare, feeling like he was going to faint at any second.
He was going to get back at Marc for that.
or,
The 2026 MotoGP season told through 40 kisses, a sequel.
Yall wanted a sequel, here is the sequel!! I'll have a lot of fun writing this I can already tell sksksk
It all began with a social media game. Well not really, if you asked Diogo.
It all began when he ran his mouth ON a social media game. And it got posted.
He really should be more careful on what he says in reaction to Marc.
Somehow Diogo and Marc got paired together to play a ‘game’ for social media, when Diogo thought back at it, maybe it was strategic pairing them together. To gain viewership off their relationship and such. But Diogo didn't care, he liked the moments they could share over the MotoGP season, specially if it made the media duties more easily manageable with a friend on his side.
Even if it was in a really stupid game.
"So the final questions for you two: say top embarrassing moments on your life, as we called them ‘Momentos humildes’”
Diogo focused on the presenter, but honestly, he feared he completely misunderstood the question he was given. Just looking over Marc he could tell, the asshole wasn't saying anything if he didn't, figures. And to think he was glad they got paired, he forgot he was a lying closed off ass at every opportunity.
“Well I'll go, then, just 3?” began Diogo, as he side eyed Marc before straightening himself for the camera.
“Just 3”
“Perfect” answered Diogo, as he licked his lips, thinking about what he was about to say, ”Well, first, that moment I crashed with David on Moto2, I will never forget that. Some of the stupidest moments of my life… second one time I fell in front of him in the race of champions, and it was a really stupid fall on the mud. And last, that one time I fell on my bike in front of you, just when I met you, I thought you were going to call me a loser for the rest of my life.”
“The majority of these are David,” said the interviewer.
“Yeah,” Marc replied, amusement creeping into his tone, punching Diogo with a sense of dread. Marc was getting ideas.
“Diogo,” the Cheshire cat's smile began creeping on Marc's face. “Dioguito~” began acting like a cat with a mouse, the bastard. What did he even say differently? It was his most embarrassing moment. “Something to tell?~”
“Nothing.”
“Reeaallly?”
“I just can't believe I almost broke his arm at Sachsenring last year”
“Is not just that.” Kept going, Diogo could only watch helplessly at the camera. Marc knew him too much if he could tell just by a stupid social media game.
“It IS”
“Then you shouldn't be so focused about it, it happens all the time” And he would believe Marc, if he didn't stand smiling while saying it.
“I did it to David” maybe that will get through whatever Marc had heard, he remembers well how worried for David too he was that day. The way he said to Diogo he was glad when they both walked off hugging after it.
“Ajá, to David ~”, the world champion just kept going “And that fall on the ranch? I've never heard of it, do you still remember it?”
“It's embarrassing, Marc.”
“Just embarrassing? It is a fall, we all fall, all the time.” Diogo just reached his limit.
"You embarrassed yourself in front of a beautiful man multiple times and tell ME if you ever forget about it" Marc just busted out laughing, bending over as his cackles filled the area they were filming in.
It truly dawned on Diogo what he just said as a few of the crew members laughed too with Marc. As his friends composed himself, taking off a couple of tears on his cheeks. Not managing to completely calm his laughter as he fired the next bullet into Diogo's already ruined reputation.
"It's David, he probably doesn't remember."
"But Marc, I DO" is the only thing he could answer, even if his face was probably fully betraying him with cheeks fully blushed.
Now the older man was laughing to his heart's content, again. The only thing the Brazilian felt, aside from the absolute shame he was feeling, was his face getting hotter, as the laughter of his idol kept going.
"Come on, Tío, don't pretend you don't have your share of experiences like that."
“Me? No, not with 'beautiful men'.”
Suddenly Alex speaks from behind the camera.
“No? I can start naming them!” When did he get here? Was he watching too? ‘Oh god’ The Brazilian lamented.
“Alex!”
“Beginning with me, I'm a beautiful man you have definitely embarrassed yourself in front of.” ok, Alex was becoming his favorite Márquez from now on, screw Marc.
Now the brazilian was laughing at Marc's shocked face, sputtering as he tried to correct Alex, and to stop him from sharing more stories of them.
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That's where the video on MotoGP's official account ended. David had watched three times already, his sight locked in Diogo's face as it went from embarrassment to happiness over and over again.
He was interrupted that morning by Marco, who arrived asking him to open his Instagram and see what he sent (your fake one David, why would I send you this stuff on the official? God, Pablo is right, you are helpless). That's how he first got a hold of the video (and damned Pablo for not sending him anything before). It seems it had caused a ruckus in the whole paddock, not only the paddock, the whole moto internet. David honestly didn't know, he assumed something had caused everyone to start whispering when he was around, not that he was the reason for it. The Colombian had assumed normal stuff, rumors of contracts, of the Honda seat, of his performance, you know, the usual, even maybe an insult. And honestly, how could he know? He was very concentrated in his job, thank you very much.
And that's how he got here. Blushed and embarrassed in front of the whole Aspar box, staring at a 3 day old MotoGP video. With a single phrase making the rounds on his head like a hyperexcited monkey. He had to admit it was kind of funny, it was just that it was kind of hard to laugh about it.
Just.
'Beautiful man'
Him. Diogo called him a beautiful man.
"I told you he hadn't even seen it," said Maximo to Dani, as the older rider just kept eating out the bag of healthy potatoes Izan had given him just before entering, he was hungry, none of them had breakfast yet. Late, every single one of them, for a change.
“Marco! Now you owe me something, maybe desert” said the murcian, turning around to the barcelonian once he finished with Dani.
“Not happening," said Marco, his voice taking the most offended tone it had ever sounded, at least for the normally calm and collected rider, “It's tiramisu again and you don't appreciate it, ask for something else.”
"And here I thought the Mr. was being obtuse on purpose" intervened Dani, looking lazily over David, pretending of course, that he didn't care. David knew he was delighted by these. David just couldn't get more embarrassed, he needed to save face here or he was going to combust to be never seen again.
“You know? How he definitely isn't on TikTok or Instagram, and definitely doesn't have a burner where he watches us, while he keeps his account clean, no way of knowing all of this. Turns out he was with his head on the clouds after all.”
Just getting absolutely bullied by his teammates in the middle of the team cafeteria, great. He wondered if Dani's analogy wasn't wrong, if anything, his head was outside the cloud the last few days. Not that it mattered, Getting redder by the minute because another rider called him handsome (beautiful, Diogo thinks he is beautiful). He needed to regain control of the situation.
"Honestly... I never thought someone who met me at 11 would find me attractive" said David. As he closed his phone, trying to stir the conversation to other, less David-centric topics.
"Why? You were cute at 11. Is not like you suddenly has a Betty la Fea transformation from where you were a teenager" Marco, sweetly just besides him, tried to comfort David. His eyes were not betraying any humor behind his declaration, even if he was doing that, but apparently not. Very seriously he was considering the fact David called himself ugly.
David didn't need more of that, especially when Dani was fighting to hold back the laughter that would surely choke him with the potato chips on his mouth.
"Marco, I don't think that sounds like what you want to mean" Maximo, on the other hand, had less qualms on such banal concepts such as ‘not pointing out the double meaning of your teammates earnest reassurances’.
“Maximo! I'm trying to help him, hear how he talks about himself when there is someone who clearly likes him!. ”
“I don't know how good of a help is flirting too, but you do you Marco.”
“Flirting? Maximo get your ass out of TikTok”
"Honest to God, what is wrong with both of you?" laughed Dani, finally managing to swallow his chip as the two Moto3 riders kept fulminating each other with their eyes. "But…” he said turning around to look at David in the eyes, “I can't believe Izan was right"
"About what?" Said, well more like chirped, David, it was more high pitched than he should have allowed.
“That you didn't get enough compliments as a teen. He thinks it really affected you."
David had no idea how to feel about that. Izan? Said that about him? His heart began beating harder at the prospect that his ex teammates (his friends even) talked of him behind his back in such ways (Does Joel know this too? With how many people has Izan brought up this to?
What did compliments have to do with any of this?
His perplexity at what even his ex-teammates talked to each other was interrupted by Maximo, overexcited as he got up and sprinted to David's side.
“You have to answer man! Comment on the video.”
“Yes!” Marco looked at him directly, he got closer to David adding, "Especially because he seems to like you, maybe this is the opportunity he needs to talk to you, forget is three days old, do it.”
“Since when I liked Diogo?”
The three of his teammates just fullminate him with a look. So this is how it was going to be.
David just shrugged as he opened his chat with Marco, going to that video once again.
He likes the video
“I'm just saying, it is a 3 day old reel. I have no idea how this is gonna do anything. ” especially if everyone and their mother seemed to have already reacted to it.
He clicks on the comments, writes, then sends. It was like all hell broke loose minutes in.
@ d.alonso80 😳
— @ nicoterol18 Bueno, si eso no es un halago david
— @ rosqueztruther omg
— @ manugonzalez_18 David😏, not with the first one that calls you guapo
— @ izanguevara 🔥
@ ana.motogp parcito parcito
— @ khriziagp se juntaron jóvenes
Later that evening, Vicente is having a long talk with him about social media responsibilities and doing whatever with his chats. David feels it is a little unearned, it was a comment on a 3 day off video.
Even if the rest of the riders commented on it.
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David managed to hold back his embarrassment in the paddock, acting as normal as he could. Even when the comment got him and Diogo trending (again) and he could never fully escape the gossip around the boxes. But he couldn't be completely mad at it, mainly because the only space left in his brain besides riding, studying and doing his sponsors and social media duty was completely overwhelmed by thoughts of Diogo.
His hair that began to get better after his championship, little curls that must feel so soft when touching them. His earrings, shining every time he took off his helmet. kind eyes, his bright smile, his calm demeanor, but not serious, very fun loving and ready to tease at any moment. David had lost more sleep than he even admitted to Nico thinking about all the details he liked about Diogo.
He can't complain about the gossip when he drove his teammates crazy with his comments on Diogo's performance on the Honda. All the ways he leaned on the bik‐
“Earth to David, hello.” Dani's hand on his face rudely got him back on earth, embarrassingly he looked around as the DAZN crew seemed ready to start their little game. Amanda just stared at him with a smirk on her face, and knowingly looked as he felt his cheeks warming up.
“I’m here, no need to do that”
“Ajá” said dismissing the spaniard. Amanda just got closer to them and signed that they were ready to start. So they prepared as she started introducing them to the camera.
“Well, today's dynamic is to recognize fellow riders using just 1 word for each opportunity, right? I'm giving you a rider and you have to make the other guess it using one word at a time, right? Just 5 opportunities each to guess it.”
Amanda gets closer to Dani, leaning into the Spaniard as she whispers a name into his ear. Dani gives a wide smile, his eyes side eyeing him as his cheeky smile got smaller as he concentrated on his word. David thinks it is Marc then, if he is so happy about it.
“MX”
“Marc?”
“No.” Dani was too happy about this, but David isn't going to lose just because he failed his only guess. He wasn't giving this one to Dani.
“Hmmmm”
“Talented”
“… Fabio? Is it just Motogp riders?”
“Yes! And that's not the answer”
“Tito?”
“No! David por favor Tito is retired”, 'just fellow riders then'. Amanda, lively as usual, intervened “Is just current riders.”
“But it is with MX?” Dani didn't give him an answer as he turned to Amanda and whispered to her the word he wanted to use. After she agreed to what Dani proposed, he looked at David ready for the next word, with eyes similar to when he found a missing piece to understand a track when they studied it.
“Flat-track”
“DIOGO!” He sounded way too happy about it, shit, he really needs to get his feelings under control. David couldn't keep having these reactions, fanning the flames of something he truly didn't want to deal with on camera.
“Of course you're happy about it” Dani said, in a way that made David a little mad. Well, too mad, but in the colombian representative's opinion it sounded dismissive, he won't let his teammate be like that.
“Well Diogo is.. Diogo is great, he is a great rider and person and he has been doing so well on Motogp, I really liked being there watching his championship last year so, yeah..”
Amanda just had a smile on her face, Dani on the other hand. Seemed to try and get his face as deadpanned as possible.
“That's so cute David” and he thought he could escape this. Dani said it in a way it reminded David of Valentin, and maybe those two should never hang out again. He could tell it was going to be a pain in his ass in the future.
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@ mx1110brz
Reenviado 🫢 @ diogo moreira
Marc wtf
Use your burner at least
Since when you are in dazn comments
Also wrong emoji if you wanted to imply that
It has like
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Its been an hour
Im calling it bots right
You are torturing me with bots
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MARC
Talk to him, is not that scary
It is 😔
Pussy
diogo sent a reaction: 🖕
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Im showing this to Alex
you're bullying me
If you don't want to be
called that then talk to him
Also
Alex agrees with me 😏
Traitor
Both of you
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It was an incredibly sunny day for racing, and Diogo for once was running late, flying past the motorhomes on his electric scooter. Really stressed, he couldn't believe it that Lucio was really going to berate him for this.
Even worse because of the reason, because he slept through his alarm. All of this ruckus bc he could keep his mouth shut about his crush. And now Diogo had passed at least 2 hours after his bed time thinking about David. Truly getting reminded of it everyday didn't help him set aside all those rowdy feelings toward David, if anything it made them worse.
That didn't stop him from noticing the two people in dark shorts and turquoise team kit walking fast into the paddock too. Diogo's heart began raging as he recognized David, his headphones and pink cap, Diogo recognized him immediately.
Marc's comments came back in a flash. He was no coward, and much less someone who got intimidated with the man he liked. With a whistle as he passed close to the two men making sure David looked at him as he got close he quickly screamed at him.
“Looking good!” As quickly as he said it he passed them, not before hearing the response.
“Oh! Thanks!” Diogo could only imagine how cute face was, confused in that moment as he said ‘oh’. He also imagined his face as he turned around to answer to his team member.
“Vicente, don't pull that face!”
Diogo definitely didn't regret being late now, the universe really did have its ways.
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The sun was sticking down on Diogo's face as he tried covering his eyes to see the circuit. David couldn't believe they found each other on their circuit walks. Normally he always arrived late, or Diogo was cycling, or any other difference in schedule between a Moto2 and MotoGP rider.
He would be lying if he said his blushed and fast heart wasn't because he got a moment with the Brazilian, after everything. And well, everyone always told him ‘You have to take the opportunity’.
“Diogo!” his happiness was clouded when those blue eyes struck him down almost immediately. The Brazilian turned around and stopped his walk, his own team looking at him weirdly.
“David! Hi, how's it going?” said the brazilian as he started waving to David, then signaling him to come closer. So David ran. And while he ran he saw how Diogo just pushed aside his team, made them continue walking, as he waited for David.
“So, early morning today.”
“It’s always good to start the day early, even if my brain is still asleep” Diogo just smiled at him, as he began asking him about the circuit, and then the braking zones, the different details he expected from the circuit. It was great, David felt like his chest was going to explode by the end of it.
Once the walk was over, and their mechanics took off to their boxes. David couldn't help staying behind with Diogo, hugging him and wishing him good luck on his weekend. He took a pen and a paper he had in his pocket, and wrote something fast, giving it to Diogo quickly, as the brazilian’s team called for him to move.
if you want to talk
@ david6908
xoxo
He hoped Diogo would answer, but even if he didn't, David day was going great. So he walked back to the Aspar tent. Just too turn around and almost being killed via heart attack, as a dark clothed figure pushed him to the side, between the motorhomes.
“Oh my- Manu!” He screamed as he saw his fellow madrileño taking the time to put back David's cap that had flown off while being almost kidnapped.
“Don't do that, you scared me” David said as he kept panting, trying to get his heart from his feet.
“I had something to ask you”
“And you couldn't just approach me?” Manu just hummed as he twisted his mouth.
“So I've heard… you like Brazilians”
“Not even a ‘Good morning’ for that Manu, I…” the Colombian couldn't help but lose track of his upset feeling towards the spaniard. What kind of relationship manu had with him to even ask that? A sense of dread began growing inside David, as he looked up and held his sight directly into Manu's serious face.
“David.. you are considering Diogo?”
“I'm, I'm not gonna discuss this with you” that made Manu smile as he got closer to David.
“You are considering Diogo! I don't judge you by looks, but… by other factors, uff” figures, coming from Manu, could the man respect that David didn't want to discuss this with him, didn't he value him enough for that?
“Manu I know why you don't like him”
“It's not about the championship” and that completely took David off his feet. He should have known Manu never takes things so superficially, in the track nor off it.
“Then, what is it?”
“David, he barely talks to you” said the older man, looking at David with a concerned frown.
“I… well I didn't talk to him either, but we can always start, like today! I know you saw that, we did the track walk together”
“I don't know man, like… I talked more with you when you won than he did. I think you deserve better than congrats and a quick chat on Thursday morning” and it was true, in a sense, David and Diogo hadn't talked much outside their few times they practiced together, which in the last years hadn't been much. But that's normal right? No need to talk all the time with your crush. Especially if (as Diogo said to everyone) you keep having embarrassing moments in front of each other.
“You say that because we have known each other since I was a baby, but I like Diogo, I think that's enough since he said to the whole internet he likes me." David fought back.
“And he isn't just pretty, I like his humor, his calmness, how friendly he is, his work, oh god how he rides well in all categories, is so great and mesmerizing” Manu just stared at him with a sense of calmness that made David even more nervous.
“Ok, you're just gonna do it then” interrupted the Spaniard as he separated from David with a sigh. “Just remember David. If he makes you cry I'll beat his ass. ”
“No!”
“Yes” punctuated while turning around and getting out of the middle of the motorhomes. David was so confused, he hoped some day he'd understand the older rider.
-
Nico was tired, what a stressful weekend. Between the heat and all of his riders suddenly becoming unaware of the existence of alarm systems, and everyone becoming their annoying aunt, he was just wishing to get home, hug his girl, sleep on his bed and jump into his pool.
Of course those are the moments where he had to find himself with the Márquez entourage on the terminal. Normally it was a blessing, the guys just got paired and distracted until their rider got them to their next destination, and then Nico would go home. But tonight it seemed his friend needed to say some things.
“Nico! How's everyone doing, Vicente must be having a rough week” said Marc cheerfully, as he approached Nico. Rough? If someone was having a field day was Vicente, even if he didn't express that to David. That man was having too much fun for their collective safety. Maybe Nico should double check the scheduled activities for the riders again.
“Which thing is he having fun with? Because he has been bothering me with the goodbye plans of those two and is making me miss Jordi." Marc really laughed at that, while palming Nico’s back in solidarity.
“I'm talking about what Diogo said the other day. How is David taking it?” He didn't know Marc was one to meddle, Nico's guess is that the age is getting to him (and his protector instincts).
“As usual, not a lot of social media, getting teased by the others. I fear Pol is teaching Dani more than usual, for a mentor.”
“Pol? Definitely, but I don't mean that”
Marc just stared at Nico, his dark eyes looking at him like he was a turn he had yet to master. He had done it enough times that Nico knew the face by heart, he is just amused he is directing it at him. The moment was heavy, he felt Marc wanted something more but he couldn't figure out what.
“… I thought it would worry you more”
Oh, so it was that, “David is grown, he is still young but he isn't a child anymore”. But Nico must admit, if he were Marc he would be kinda worried for his friend, fortunately for Nico, Diogo had never been an issue, nor his problem. Neither had been David's romantic life, good head on his shoulders and all that.
“You know him, you know them both well. Diogo is a good kid. They aren't going to start crashing because of this, and you know that.”
“Yeah, but there's always a worry. You know sometimes being in love makes you stupider, they can fight and get petty.”
“Marc…” What are you worried about? Nico left unsaid. “I think they are both good kids, I won't worry about what they might do to each other, I can attest David is not getting creative in doing evil any time soon.”
Marc just smiled.
“No, you're right they're young, I think that's the age to fool around and all that, make mistakes.” Nico couldn't help but smile at that, and at the mental images that phrasing brought up. He remembered being young and stupid very well.
“What way to make us sound old, ugh” said the team principal jokingly.
“Oi, you said that not me”
“Yeah, Mr. ‘wise words’, I've called us old.”
-
“Wait, so it wasn't a joke?”
“Maybe I said it jokingly, I was trying to get Marc off my ass"
Honestly, Diogo was just happy with every moment he and Ángel got after him going up to Motogp. After his friend's accident he was even more glad that every moment Ángel appeared happy and willing to socialize outside his therapy and recovery. what Diogo wasn't glad for was to be cross examined by him over his love life. At least his sisters were away and jumping on Ángel's inquiry.
“So it is a joke? Because everyone says you two are flirting now.” Well, someone had gotten entertained while recovering. Still Diogo didn't think it was obvious enough for everyone to be posting about it. The few pics that have come out after those two intersecting were the most normal thing in the world, at least in Diogo's opinion (but Alex did send him a chat asking him about the grid walk pics so maybe he was being delusional).
“It's not a joke, not like that.”
“Really? what was what you just said?”
“What is so hard to get?” Diogo ignored Angel's question. He knew his friends were being protective, especially with his sister's history with riders dating his loved ones. What Diogo didn't get was Angel's unwillingness to accept David, in particular. And that made Diogo very nervous.
“I didn't even know David was gay, is all.” Angel then turned around from their FIFA match, winning over Diogo once again.
“Besides you two don't even talk, what if you get embarrassed again? Do you want to be added to the list?”
“Fuck you” Diogo laughed, as Ángel went downstairs to get some snacks for both of the, it was his cheat, he could. but what Ángel said repeated in his head. Oh god, he didn't think about that, what if he fumbles again?
Worse, what if it fell apart, David is very loved around the paddock, what if it becomes a war, if it goes out of control (it was already kind of out of control, Diogo remembers the social media comments very well), what would happen to him, to David, if everyone was whispering they had a lovers spat. What could happen to their careers if it came out it wasn't some internet joke, that they were both gay, for real.
-
It circled Diogo's head throughout the weekend, until Monday, where he had a training session with Marc and Alex. It is in moments like this where Diogo is reminded of why he is so glad of his friendship with the brothers, gladly being invited to an event Marc had been planning for the summer break. Also is in moments like this why he is reminded that they are a pain in the ass.
His ass, today.
The training always was filled with banter in the moments when they were out of the helmets, but today Marc had a particular fixation on Diogo's love life. And honestly, if he ever had any other interest, he prayed to all the powers above it wasn't a fellow rider Marc knew. Because Marc knew too much.
“Maybe David will like that.”
“You seem distracted, thinking about a Colombian.”
“Have you considered David really likes that leopard theme even if he doesn't use it anymore? Maybe you should give him that.”
Marc was terrible. Truly terrible.
But as terrible as he is, him and the bikes are the only thing distracting him from his thoughts. The last weeks were like being in a dream state, flying through a beautiful night sky as he wondered at all the details of the works below him. Since his conversation with Angel, it felt like he was falling directly into the ground.
Emotionally, he means. So even if Marc is a great distraction, Diogo much prefers if he could figure this out before he sees David again.
Well, at least Diogo has an attack plan for this conversation, he just hopes it cleared some of his head, he already fell two times and Marc giving him worry looks besides all his happy posturing after “winning” over Alex and Diogo.
“Alex, I need your help.”
“Why?” said Alex as he turned around to look at Diogo. The brazilian makes a gesture for Alex to sit beside him on the steps of his van.
“Marc is not gonna help, I know he isn't going to” Alex just dryly laughs at his remark.
“It can't be that bad.”
“It is about dating David.”
“Oh”
“Yeah”, the silence was only filled the sounds of the bikes in the circuit, Marc doing as usual a couple more laps after Alex and Diogo decided to rest, enjoying the circuit all to himself.
“Is just… I” the both look at Marc passes. Diogo locks his eyes into Marc's figure. But Alex didn't, he felt his sight coming back to Diogo's face.
“Do you think it is a good idea that I date him?” surprised Alex's light eyes as he covered his mouth, deep in thought. It surprised Diogo that Alex would take this seriously. It helped nothing but his well of deep feelings at the moment.
“Look, if anything happens I'll be on your side” Alex gets closer to Diogo, hugging him with his left arm. “But you need to remember that 1, you two seem to want this, and second, David doesn't seem like the vindictive type” the older rider finished the hug with a couple of pats on Diogo's back.
“So I wouldn't worry for that situation”
“I'll worry about the rest of his club, I don't know what Nico Terol is capable of, but I do know Manu González might take any reason to kill you.”
“I was going to thank you but now you actually scared me,” said Diogo with a smile.
“Just do what you want man, I can fight them off.”
-
The whole event had been amazing for David, except for one single thing. He hadn't been able to talk to Diogo, not even when said man managed to slip in the mud in front of him again.
But tomorrow was the last event, a pairs race, and David had gotten paired up with Diogo (to the whistles and cheers of the rest of their friends). So it was better if he had a moment for them both to talk together before the race. So now he was walking around the circuit, trying to pass everyone while looking for the Brazilian. He thought it would have been easier but it was the second round he made and his … something, seemed to be nowhere.
That is until he saw a red clawed figure gesturing to him, Marc. David was about to turn him away, he needed to find Diogo, but the next gesture the catalan did was pointing, pointing to Diogo.
Finally he had gotten a hold of him, almost the cameras turned off for the day, almost everyone was already in their motorhomes, all ready for the final event tomorrow. Which is great for David, because he can finally speak to his teammate.
“So you got embarrassed in front of me?” greeted David, standing besides the Brazilian, leaning closer with his hands on his back. Just appreciating Diogo's face, his smiling lips, reddened complexion after all this heat, the vest he always wore while doing these activities. And David is not that obtuse (thanks, Dani), he knows Diogo is looking at him too.
“Yeah, umm” the Brazilian blushed and took his eyes off David's.
“It's funny Diogo, I thought i was embarrassing myself in front of you, trying flat track and all."
“You aren't that bad at that as you make it out to be” said Diogo, looking back at David, stepping closer and putting his hand on his shoulder. Now it was David's turn to turn red.
“No?”
“Not at all .... not when you just came second here" now he got close enough to feel the heat off Diogo's breath on his face, his hand falling from his shoulder to softly grab his biceps.
"If you want to pair with again, for next time"
“Next time? Already?”
“Yes, next time. First you need to get better"
“Oh?"
“I can teach you"
“If you insist"
“And for tomorrow?” Diogo's smile widened as he got closer to David's face. Instead of keeping his trajectory, he changed and got close to the colombian's ear. Whispering.
“Not to jinx it, but tomorrow we will win.”
The Brazilian said his goodbyes as he left behind a very blushed Colombian on his way.
-
At a distance, from a tend, just hidden enough by a tree for the two brothers to not be seen by the young riders, the Márquez brothers eavesdropped.
“You know, I just hope they do really train, and don't get banned from the circuit.”
“Aww, but that's the fun part!” Alex just looks at Marc in disgust, then he grimaces when he sees the earnest delight in his older brother's face.
“Marc… I was talking about sex.”
“Me too?”
“Agh! Why do I talk to you?” exclaimed Alex as Marc's laughter filled the tent.
-
@ marcmarquez93 posted pics of the event.
The post showed the pictures of different people. The first ones were of different riders, both of Moto2 and Moto3, talking on their bikes, or between events. From the 4th to the 7th group pics, funny faces, different pranks, and hilarious poses by the riders besides collages of incredible bike shots. On the last of the photo dump, 8th one to the 10th are of David and Diogo talking closely to each other, at night.
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@ motogp brotherhood between diogo and david is so endearing for us, we are so excited for them both next year.
— liz@ rosqueztruither yeah brotherhood 😏
@ diogomoreira_11 we can always make the times better @ d.alonso80
