#Marquez always

[dressfortheslide-nottheride]

UPDATED FOR 2025 here

essential rosquez quotes from @moonshynecybin's post here (ty!!)

the "accidental contact" can be found here, please tell me ur opinion!

@pgaslys makes an endless list of motogp things found here (its great)

other motogp primers found here, here, and here (kind of). they rly helped when i was getting into motogp so ty sm to their creators.

and in general to anyone trying to get into motogp- everyone on motogpblr is super nice and helpful! i've sent so many anons and i've always gotten lovely answers!

im always happy to chat so feel free to shoot me an ask w any q's or corrections x

[muxas-world2]

Motogp as ;)

[fastianini]

Marc Márquez—Psycho Dreams

the marc marquez era of motogp>>>

[nooripoori]

the video of Vale dj-ing in misano’s comment section is filled with marc dancing gifs or people asking vale to dj on the podium for marc to dance to😭

you will never get away from the sound of the woman who loves you vale

[dellovestorant]

Their shared brain cell has disappeared entirely

[solacereigns]

wears his heart on that leather sleeve. [sachsenring 2021]

[whoregaylorenzo]

JEREZ 2024: More happy bunny Marc on the podium

[le-chevalier-au-lion]

dovquez + 7 or 21 🫶

dovquez: 7 (oral fixation/mouth play)

“Christ,” Dovi breathes out, blood thumping his ears. “Are you done?”

Marc makes a noise around his cock, doesn’t move an inch. Dovi is twitching with aftershocks, race adrenaline—last fucking lap, faring on faring, both of them about to go down, just slipping ahead—traded for an overstimulated afterglow, his dick soft and spent in Marc’s mouth.

Dovi lets him keep going a little longer. It’s fine, really, right on the fine edge of too much until he tips over. Marc sucks, just once, experimentally, and the jolt in nerves is more pain than pleasure. He tugs him off gently by the hair growing on the base of his neck.

Replaces his cock with his fingers, though, three of them hooked over Marc’s teeth.

He was rehearsing a protest, maybe, forcing his eyes open and straightening his shoulders—slumps again once he gets another mouthful, cheek pressed against his thigh.

Marc really sucks this time, hard, shameless, uncaring of the wet noise his mouth makes. Laves his tongue over Dovi’s bitten, cracked nails and calloused fingers. He could make him choke on them, shove until he gets Marc’s throat fluttering, but it isn’t—exactly—about that.

Also, Dovi doesn’t feel very inclined to meanness like this, golden-edged and stated, replaying a win in his head. Wants to give that Marc wants.

It’s just something that Marc likes. A habit that he beat himself out of if there are cameras around. But he sucks on straws, tips of sunglasses, bottles, pens—one of Santi’s bracelets once, which almost had Dovi doing a double take to check if he’d really seen that.

And he’s all too happy to get on his knees, too. Takes his time with it, until Dovi can’t quite tell if he’s so fucking annoyed that he’s going to lose his mind or thrilled. Same old tune, between them.

Dovi runs the tip of a finger over the uneven stretch of Marc’s teeth, exhales.

“You good?” He asks, eyebrows twitching.

The floor of his motorhome isn’t probably the most comfortable, folded comforter under his knees or no folded comforter under his knees. They have just finished a race. Marc is out of his leathers, naked, goosebumps raising over his skin, but Dovi isn’t, a mess of red pooling around his feet, sweaty on the crook of his legs, his back, his throat, everywhere.

Marc hums.

“C’mon,” Dovi says, “do you need anything? I should make you come.”

Marc finally opens his eyes. There’re steady, very dark, staring straight at him. He paws at Dovi’s leg until the sole of his foot hits something wet, lips pressed tight around his fingers.

No fucking—

He does a double take, then laughs—reedy, disbelieving—at the little pool of come on the floor.

“Alright.” He pets the sharp cut of Marc’s jaw, watches him relax again in real time. “Whatever you want.”

He doesn’t quite manage to keep the you psycho out of his voice, but it’s fine—very, unfortunately affectionate.

[gaslightgirlsummer]

i was thinking that god, no wonder gigi is practically lovestruck around marc. how special this must be for an engineer, hell, for a rider too. for both of them, to find someone you know is capable of fulfilling all the potential you have to offer but also brining out the best in you, more than you even knew you had. a perfect symbiosis. so rare, so special. i’m not surprised they’re already glued to each other

[vettberg]

I missed him so bad and it’s been like a week…not surviving the break I fear

[fall0utmind]

He thinks he's so funny

[muxas-world2]

[fastianini]

M. Márquez & Honda—Something in the Orange

Marc Màrquez and Honda ended their 11 year long journey of incredible highs and inevitable lows, having won 6 premiere class world-championships, 5 triple crowns, 59 victories, 101 podiums and 64 poles together.

The end of an era has come. 🤍

[note: edit from november 2023 | cleaning out drafts]

[honeyvettel]

pretty sure that in the david alonso rosquez child of divorce marc would be the one who dresses his child with muted pastel colors and has the whole bedroom painted with beige walls and wooden toys perfectly aligned on shelves; while valentino just goes along with the first thing he sees at the store and dresses david with every color possible known to man and has his child drawing on radiators because ‘he’s having fun! let him be’. they both coexist

[iguessricciardo]

what a day it was for bad bitches

[dellovestorant]

This picture is jarring to look at and idk why