#and enea.... and really pecco too....

[ilikecarsandsupport4artists]

Really really hope the Sepang rumors aren't true cause seriously, all of the MotoGP tracks that get "modified" to fit F1 standards get super dangerous to ride on. We've already seen an increase in dangerous crashes last season, and I really don't want to see yet another classic circuit get made too dangerous.

Yeah, it is a great circuit. It is a historical circuit. But it'll either have to be a 100% F1 track or 100% MotoGP track if we want to keep it safe. Every time they try to get the tracks "more suitable for cars" we get gravel pits that injure riders and speedbumps that aren't safe to ride over.

It cannot be another "combined" circuit. Either it gets handed over 100% or not. I just don't want to have another crash like what we've had in 2023.

We already had an accident and the season hasn't even started.

[moonshynecybin]

would you mind sharing your marc marquez likes you power ranking?

im still working it out in my minddddd… so. with the caveat that i am just saying words recreationally:

alex

HUGE gap

aleix has known him FOREVER. theyre complex but im throwin him here bc there arent many men on the grid marc would let ass-lift him to the moon

im gonna say. fabio. traded helmets. always friendly. also fabio LOVES HIM and marc will usually match someone's energy…. have they hung out much this year? no. but we always have TOMORROW

enea… maybe… he’s ALSO known him about ten years by now and enea is like. the contrarian of the italians. friendly little guys having gay brunch together as ive discussed… again marc WILL meet your energy and i think enea is just kind of a dreamy lil sweetie sometimes and he can leave stuff on track pretty well. marc appreciates that i would wager…

about on par with enea if MAYBE slightly under him depending on who we’re talking about are the rest of the spanish/catalan riders... he helmet traded with jorge martin last year, he was teammates with joan... i think mileage varies depending on how long hes known em but we can go ahead and group them under distantly friendly but bonded by place of origin. pedro not really a marc fan but also a child so he maybe drops a few places but not too far.

luca. true neutral. would be friendlier but the vale of it all prevents them from wearing joint turtlenecks to some event in like. cunty solidarity

diggia? needs further investigation

pecco. do i think hes UNfriendly no. do i think they could easily GET unfriendly absolutely. they dont super jive to each other's jokes, pecco was mean to alex like three weeks ago, they genuinely would rather crash than let the other pass, and there's the specter of vale's little legacy coloring every interaction. that being said i think they are both VERY invested in not having the media recognize it as an actual personal rivalry and could play a game of cards in an airport waiting lounge if pressed. pecco i think in particular has this gentlemen's duel perspective, but marc simply doesnt want to get asked about it every weekend until he dies... pecco ALSO likes to get a lil bitchy in presscons and i think marc doesnt like that lol. have some couth. anybody remember BYE BYE HONDA ? not endearing

franky. marc and alex have had an INSANE relationship this year with franky including like. rushing to his aid in a medical emergency and numerous racing incidents where franky was low key being a maniac with BOTH of them. lots of that. franky had been around the longest of the academy kids so he has enough context to keep his cards relatively close to his chest but i get the sense hes a little WISER than some of these other punks so hes kind of an x-factor. ranking him below pecco purely bc i dont think marc in particular takes kindly to alex slander lol sorry 2 my frankyalex queens you are correct but MARC. is stupid thx

jack miller. called marc a whiny princess or something about his arm surgery that marc ranks among the most traumatic events of his life. im guessing marc did not enjoy that.

bez. no quarter for this clown.

[motocorsas]

motogp as restaurant staff

management:

valentino: the kind of owner that likes to occasionally show up just to sit in his office in the back and pretend to do paperwork while gossiping with managers about hiring decisions

aleix: kitchen manager (used to work the grill)

dovi: used to be assistant/hiring manager but quit </3. still shows up to chat and have a beer sometimes and ppl are always trying to give him free stuff but he's too humble

dani: used to be front of house manager. had a secret tryst with lorenzo that the entire restaurant found out about and resulted in a slow motion mega-breakup and they both got fired

lorenzo: used to be kitchen manager (see above)

marc: neurotic lead server/front of house manager who is always stressed about something but customers love him. threatens to quit all the time

front of house:

pecco: the actual best server but is always getting shit bc vale (a "family friend" who is basically his father) got him the job

joan: server who disappears for 15-30 minute increments to go have mini breakdowns

fabio: server who shows up for opening shift & everyone saw him partying on instagram last night but he doesn't seem hungover so he keeps getting scheduled for it anyway even though it is secretly killing him

bezz: server who is super popular with costumers but forgets orders more than anyone

luca: host who can do no wrong

enea: host who is ALWAYS getting shit from the servers for overseating their section but he doesn't care

maverick: lead bartender who knows how to work basically every station in the kitchen

jack: second bartender/barback who really wants to learn grill but aleix won't promote him bc he knows jack and maverick used to have a thing when they were literal teenagers & he's obsessed with playing with his coworkers like dolls. he doesn't even rly want them to get back together he just wants to see how long this weird animosity will go on for

back of house:

taka: easily the best cook but is never scheduled for more than 2 or 3 days per week. no one has any idea what his main job is, but if he's this good at his side hustle, it's gotta be something insane

morb: cook (can work grill & saute interchangeably) who never shows up on time and never answers texts but basically can't be fired because he's one of the best cooks, always helps clean and never calls out

jorge: grill cook who everyone thinks might actually be dating aleix since they go for breaks together all the time but aleix for sure has a wife and children... everyone's gathered around the backdoor listening to them chat outside trying to deduce whether or not adultery is occurring

brad: actual best grill cook and Good Bloke

alex rins: salads & cold apps. bc he's vegetarian. always shows up early to chat with aleix and stays late to help clean up but no one ever hears from him on days he's not scheduled. always claims he's hanging out with aleix and jorge but cannot substantiate it

alex marquez: king of expo who is the only one sending orders out on time. if marc is running an order they will always whisper with each other... who knows what they're discussing

diggia: dishwasher extraordinaire who desperately wants to work literally any other station

oliveira: meal prep. runs the walk-in like he was born in it and has the best gossip about everyone

zarco: butcher (derogatory)

spanish rookies (raul, augusto, pedro): the busboy brigade and ALWAYS scurrying around and it's unclear whether they like each other or if they've turned bussing into some sort of competition

[kingofthering]

favorite reads of 2023 (motogp edition)

I've taken a lot of pleasure reading in the MotoGP fandom this year so I tried to put together a small list of things I've enjoyed. It's obviously incomplete and not fully coherent but anyway.

AO3

your savage good boy (bezz/cele) by @yekoc

Exactly the words that had to be written about Bezz’s nipple piercing. It was really made for this. This is so them, so hot.

I’ll meet judgment by the hounds (rosquez) by @moonshynecybin

The ambiance, the dialogues, the phone sex scene, the hopeful ending.

All I Wanted (rosquez) by @agnst-crrnt

A universe so well crafted and well thought, so many options explored and so many scenes that are still rotating in my mind.

High Infidelity (dovquez) by @agnst-crrnt

I think about this one so often and I picture the bed scene so well in my mind and just, bless Dovi.

all i've ever known is how to hold my own (but now I wanna hold you too) series (rosquez) by @moonshynecybin

Dialogue, dialogue, dialogue my most beloved. And also porn.

bikini porn (bezz/luca) by @remapped-soul

The thought about this getting a part two makes me so happy, so many lines make my brain go brrrrr.

solar power (rosquez) by @remapped-soul

How many times have I reread this? Yes. The hurt/comfort Rosquez you need.

death by a thousand cuts (mabio) by @remapped-soul

My comfort universe of all time.

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Obviously a lot of those are collective efforts/shared universe but when I wanted to highlight the whole universe I picked the person who had a working tag for the universe.

pecco/luca arranged marriage by @baking-soda

pacific rim au (rosquez) by @whatwepostintheshadows

there come to me certain birds (dovquez) by @lastlatebraker

harem au by @f1vegas

bezz/cele praise kink by @yekoc

casey/enea escort au by @baking-soda

bezz/cele abo thoughts by @babynflames

this list of marc ideas by @restacks

bezz/cele werewolf au by @yekoc, @veryspecificfantasies

bezz/cele abo by @baking-soda

boarding school au by @topnotchquark

pecco/luca thoughts by @babynflames

bezz/cele kid fic by @vettelsbitch

very important post rosquez reconciliation sex thoughts by @baking-soda

rosquez pain sharing soulmates au by @lestelledreams

pedrenzo college au by @whatwepostintheshadows

this pecco/bezz by @yamahussy

[formulapookie]

❛ i need you. please. i'll be quick. ❜ with beznaia :)

The scent of Bez can probably be perceived by the whole paddock with how strong it is.

It shouldn't tho, not with the scent suppressants he's taking, not when his heat is always on time and has to arrive two weeks from now.

And Bez knows, or at least, he gets it, with the way mechanics, fans or other riders stare at him while he walks.

Fuck fuck fuck it's early. He's sweating and it doesn't help his situation in the slightest.

He's hot, he needs this to fucking calm down or he won't be able to race.

The one time it happened out of schedule he was at the Ranch, and he didn't manage to train because it was so shocking he didn't come out the bed until one his boyfriend of the time had arrived and helped him out.

He broke up recently with his ex, he doesn't have anyone to help him and fuck no he's not asking a random mechanic for help with this.

"Shit why now it was supposed to come later come on"

He's in his motorhome, he needs help, he knows he does, but who can he ask to?

Not Diggia for sure, he's got that strange this with Enea going on, and he thinks he's seen a bite on the ducati rider recently.

A mechanic is out of discussion.

Vale? No absolutely not, he remembers all too well when he got in heat near him and Marc was there, that man had practically dragged Vale away and looked at him like a psycho for days.

Much too jealous.

Cele is racing currently, Mig is and Franky are busy with something and Luca is - he doesn't really wanna know where Luca and Alex are.

So. That leaves one guy only to his desperate need.

Pecco.

Which wouldn't even be a bad idea, it would be a great on even, but the problem is he's got a crush on him that's been lasting forever.

Can he control himself around Pecco when he's in heat? Maybe. Maybe not. But he's the only solution.

God knows how much strenght it takes to him to get up from the floor and sneak out, his scent must be going off the rails fuck's sake.

He uses a secondary exit from the garage and manages to sneak in Pecco's motorhome, he's hot, too hot, he needs Pecco. And he needs him ow.

"Pecco?"

Pecco is sat on the couch, head in his hands, breathing in and out.

"Bez you don't want to stay here" "Pecco please I need help" "Is there- no one in your garage?"

Pecco is trying so hard not to grab Bez by the shirt and rail him on the couch, he smells so sweet and inviting, it's almost sickening how good it is.

"No. The others are all busy, and after last time I'm not going with a mechanic"

Pecco looks up, it's a mistake, Bez is flushed and hot, and he's looking at him with a bit too much need.

"Bez I - this can - God this can end badly"

Bez's brain doesn't fuction well anymore, he needs to fuck, and Pecco is - well he's not a beta like Mig or Franky, and despite smelling less strongly than Vale he's an amazing alpha.

"Please" "Bez" "I need you. Please. I'll be quick" "Marco I don't think I'm the best option"

He doesn't know how he's still in control of himself, his best friend, and way too long time crush smells so good he could beat any of the other omegas out there.

He's had desperate omegas throwing themselves at him, he's even fucked a few of them, but Bez? Bez is another story, what if he gets too intoxicated by the scent an does something he regrets? What if he gets too rough?

Bez reduces the distance between them two, and sits beside a clearly scent-affected Pecco, who's practically trying to hold his breath in not to smell him.

"Come on Pecco don't you want to help a friend in need?" "Jesus Christ Marco you can't say things like that" "Why? Don't you want to be a good friend?"

The scent truly feels intoxicating, Bez is practically radiating lust, he's looking at Pecco with too much need and the other can only resist so much before giving up.

"Marco seriously, we both crashed in the sprint it's not a good situation, aren't Mig or Fr-" "Aren't you the Alpha, Pecco? Are you not good enough? You think you can't do enough?"

Then it's a mess. A rough kiss with too much hunger and too many teeth, but they both feel so taken by it they wonder how it never happened before.

"Fuck please"

Pecco has never been quicker in undressing someone, and gets rid of Bez's jeans in two split seconds, and just as quickly he's got a hand in his underwear, teasing and feeling just how wet Bez already is, but not acting on Bez's need.

"Fuck you're so wet Marco, you get like this every time? Might help you more often" "I ah yeah, now do something or I swear if you don't fuck me" "What will you do? Huh? You came begging to my door Marco, because no one out there can fuck you like you want me to do right?"

And - yeah that's true, for how harsh it can be it's the truth.

"Then you better prove you were worthy"

Sliding two fingers inside Bez's cunt may just be the most satisfying thing of Pecco's weekend, especially with the little whimpers he makes, and how his hands start to travel underneath his shirt trying to get it off.

"Desperate"

Bez moans, he needs Pecco to fuck him now or he might go mad, seriously, he needs to have him inside.

"Alpha"

Every single cell of Pecco's body is activated, a primordial need basically taking over his brain and ability to understand where they are.

He slides a third finger in, but judging by the amount of wetness in Bez's briefs it won't be a long wait before actually fucking him.

And it's not a lot of work in effect, Bez is practically drenching the boxers, and Pecco's fingers can only do so much, even with the intensity and speed he's putting in it.

When he takes off his own jeans his bulge is really noticeable, his scent is - Bez gets lightheaded from it, and the lust in his eyes makes the younger want to give him kids.

Bez climbs on his lap, his neck exposed just the right amount for a bite, but Pecco restrains himself.

When Bez gets both their boxers completely off he wastes no time in stroking Pecco's dick once or twice and then slowly sinking down on it, letting out the prettiest moans Pecco ever heard.

They kiss once again, less messy but equally as lustful, and Bez starts riding him slowly, moaning in the kiss.

“Don’t tease Bez, you wanted it so bad then fucking earn it”

“Oh the champion can’t handle a bit of teasing? How sad, and I thought you were the best out here”

“Shut up”

“Truth’s harsh Pecco?”

“If you don’t shut up i’ll make sure you can’t even get on the bike tomorrow because of how sore you’ll be”

And it does something to Bez, shakes him inside, makes him want to see how far Pecco can actually go.

He’s on birth control anyway, even if - even if Pecco came inside him, he’d be safe.

And God does he want it.

“Bez you smell so good”

Pecco buries his face into the crook of Bez’s neck, inhaling the scent and fucking yo his brain more than it already was.

He moves so he can lay Bez down on the couch, and starts thrusting with a rapid pace, little ah ahs being the only words Bez can get out his system.

He’s fucked omegas before, more than once, but fuck, they were never like Bez.

So open, ready to give themselves up like he is doing, soft and burning hot beneath his hands, so submissive to his every touch or whisper. And they weren’t so fucking wet.

“Pecco please fuck more”

He picks up the pace and kisses his friend again, tongues twisting inside each others mouths in a tango of many unsaid things.

“Fuck. Bez fuck I want to mate you”

He stills, fuck he said it. Shit shit shit it wasn’t supposed to happen he should’ve kept himself in check.

That’s fucking why he didn’t want Bez to spend his heat with him. The risks were too high, he’s too uncaring when he’s having sex.

“Please say it again”

There’s a moment of utter shock in Pecco’s eyes, he’s not sure he’s heard correctly.

“Pecco please say that again”

He gulps, he’s still buried deep inside Bez, his mouth is so dangerously close to the neck. All too much but all so right at the same time.

“I want to mate you”

“Fuck!”

It’s like a shock wire touched his skin, the way Bez clenches around him and grabs his biceps to hold himself from flying away.

“Please do. Pecco please I beg of you please mate me. I need it to be you I - I need it since were fucking 17 and you had your first big rut and I just wanted you to have me”

He’s frozen, he wants to but what if things go bad? What if it goes like Marc and Vale? He can’t leave Bez like that.

“Get out of your head Pecco I hear your thoughts. You want it? Do it. Get your mark on me and fuck me with it on my neck”

“Bez you need to be sure, we’re- it’s not a simple situation and this is serious”

“I told you Pecco, been sure since we were 17, you smelled so good even back then, always thought you smelled better than the others, better than Vale even”

It’s a fire that ignites inside of Pecco’s stomach, travels to his dick, to his brain, crackling like fresh wood burning in the open.

Bez gets closer to his ear, gets one of his hands on his back, and digs his nails in a bit.

“Mate me. Alpha please”

And God it’s pathetic but it’s all he wants right now, he wants Pecco to claim him and ruin him for any other guy who may think they’ve got a chance with him, wants that asshole of a Pramac rider to never look at Pecco like that again, understand he’s ever gonna be his, not like Bez is.

It’s a whole three seconds of internal debate for Pecco before he gets his mouth on Nez’s neck and opens it, the. lowers himself and bites.

The hand on his back digs more inside, the broken whimper coming from Marco is basically a melody, he wants to hear it again.

“You’re so sweet, smell and taste all so fucking sweet amore”

He leaves other kisses and bites all over his collarbone, moans getting louder and louder form both parts.

He picks the pace up again immediately, thrusting into Bez with force, holding him down by the hips and just going.

“You’re big fuck Pecco, so big and so good, I need you to fill me up, need to feel you everywhere”

“Mh you like it? Yeah fuck I’ll fill you up so much, fucking get you pregnant. I want to breed you so bad”

Bez lets out a louder moan, it’s almost a cry, he wants it too.

Pecco hasn’t stopped thrusting inside him, actually he picked up the pace once more, it’d be uncomfortable if any of the two could properly think.

“Mine. Mine mine mine you’re mine Marco, I will mark you everywhere on the neck so no one comes close thinking they can have you. Do you have any idea how many guys there want to have you as their omega? Mh? You just go around smelling so good, everyone wants a piece”

“Then make me smell like you. I want your scent on me for days Pecco, you’re mine too, I don’t ever want to see Martin looking at you again, he can’t, and also - fuck also your friend he better take his fucking eyes off you”

Pecco grunts, he’s close, but Bez’s is closer, he’s on edge, so close anything can tip him off.

Another bite coming from Pecco is what does it, makes him come and shudder, a long dragged whine to accompany it.

He clenches around Pecco, who can deem himself strong as much as he wants, but when Bez clenches like that, so wet and hot and his, it’s not something he can resist.

He comes deep inside, still thrusting, as Bez lets go of his back, just helpless little moans in the background mixing with the loud sound of bikes and machines in the garage.

They kiss again, their scents mixing, the motorhome must smell like sex and them, like love.

“Mine”

Pecco says it again before collapsing on top of Bez, he was an exhausting omega to take care of, and to think it’s only the first day of heat.

“Pecco shower, shower then we have to go to the hotel”

“No. We stay here they won’t notice”

“Yes they will, you’re the Champion amore forgot it?

“I want to stay here with you”

“Yeah I know I know but we need to go”

They shower, make out in the meanwhile, Bez still tastes so sweet it’s incredible.

When they get out Bez actually looks at the mark.

It’s beautiful, perfect.

“What’s going on?”

“You had to do it so high? Pecco this is not gonna be hidden by shirts”

Pecco smiles, leaving a kiss on the back of his neck, then running his fingers over the fresh mark.

“Yeah it was my intention”

“Oh fucking possessive bastard”

“Mig stares, too much. And Franky does too, when you went in heat last time and your stupid ex wasn’t there he immediately offered to help you. Also Cele, he stares at you every chance he gets he looks at you, now they’ll know you’re mine”

They get dressed rapidly, luckliky Pecco’s clothes fit him, and he can get out the garage without seeming like too much.

Of course the day after all the journalists will ask about his new bite, and he’ll smile and just say that he’s been mated, not by who.

But he hopes he’ll still smell like Pecco so they’ll know anyway.

That he is his.

[verdemint]

sooooo this is the translation for the icon interview with Pecco and a bit of Enea + (my little notes) (for @vr46ridersacademyofficial and whoever wants to read about pecco being a neurotic bestie and a "true rock" nerd)

Genius and moderation: Francesco Bagnaia’s winning qualities. He’s the champion who says about himself that he’s shy (and that already sounds like an oxymoron); then you see him race, and you ask yourself if he hadn't been just joking…

To win a MotoGP world championship, the highest class of motorcycle racing, you need a lot of talent, to win two of them, and one after the other even, you need to be extraordinary.

The third centaur who was able to do something like that is Francesco Pecco Bagnia (don't pretend you don't know who I'm talking about!). The third after Valentino Rossi, his idol and mentor, and Marc Marquez, his next year teammate in Ducati. And, because the hunger comes while eating (lol that's prob just an Italian idiom and it means that when you start to eat you start to get more hungry too, so winning is making him more hungry for more victories), Pecco is trying to do the same this year with the new Desmosedici GP24.

“Motivation is not something I’ll ever be lacking” says Pecco wearing the new glasses carrera Ducati (lol)

When I asked him to draw an imaginary identikit about himself to start our interview he replied: “I’m shy, very determined and an hard worker”. You can feel all of his Savoy (i guess coz he’s from the Savoy region but idk its more of a stereotype for people in the north of italy, being serious and quiet) essence - a mix of being a very private person, and also respectful and polite - that’s his own signature “ethics/moral code" and style. “It’s difficult for me to clash or argue with someone. If I’m angry or annoyed or nervous I keep that inside of me.” That's true in the paddock and outside.

Who better than him is the opposite of the cliche “to be a pilot you must be crazy”?

“Being lucid is the most important thing in this type of sport. The instinct can make you go fast, and maybe there’s a bit of madness, but during the race, everything you do has to be calculated, and every decision is considered and thoroughly thought through. Nothing is left to chance. And seeing red on track/not being lucid is what makes you do mistakes.”

Most people would think you have to live a life full of sacrifices to become a champion, but Francesco lives that life differently. “Everything I’ve ever done, I’ve done it cause I wanted to, I’ve never missed out on anything, not really. I’ve chosen to go train on track instead of going out with my friends most of the time, but it’s because I truly believe you’ll always have time to do all the other things you want to do.”

Respected by everyone in the paddock, Pecco is also praised by Enea Bastianini, his colleague and teammate, also born in 1997 but nearly 12 months after Francesco. 

“He has the type of determination and awareness that when he decides to do something he’ll go and get it. On a more technical side, his braking is super effective with the types of tyres we’re using.”

Their relationship is really good and Pecco says “Enea is one of my many rivals. The only ally I have on track is myself: I motivate and help myself”- he displays a strong sense of duty and responsibility- “cause I’m also the most self-critical person in the world.”

And maybe it is this moderation (I guess she’s talking about the self-criticism bit) that becomes a strength for the natural-born rider Pecco.

Francesco Bagnaia is cast in the same mold as another Italian sports prodigy ( shes trying to say the have similar vibes lol) Jannik Sinner, and not coincidentally Pecco is also a big fan of Jannik (he also carries Juventus in his heart, and he received a personalized jersey in December from the club).

“(Sinner) appears as a very “clean” person, it makes you want to support him. I’ve always loved tennis and thanks to him I’ve become an even bigger fan. I play tennis especially during the winter, I take classes three times a week”

Francesco always brings the same things to all of his races and most between the all: “Socks just under the calf, however it has nothing to do with superstition” and also music.

“I listen to music as soon as I wake up. I love old rock, the true rock. Favourite rock group? Led Zeppelin, of course, and I also really like Greta van Fleet.”

Around the circuits, his sister Carola, assistant and media manager, follows him like a shadow.

“I would like Domizia with me at races more often, her presence is a necessity for me.” Pecco and Domiziaa are gonna be married in a handful of hours (July 20) after seven years of engagement: “Organizing the wedding was easy: there is no comparison with the World Championship. Maybe Domizia thinks differently about it.”

What does Francesco Bagnaia see in his future? “A successful career and a large family. And still riding a prototype bike: if not until I’m 37, the goal is at least 35.”

[coimbrabertone]

Motorsports Christmas: An After-Action Report.

May 26th, 2024 was one of the biggest days in motorsports, and it was freaking exhausting in the best ways possible.

So, everybody knows that the Monaco Grand Prix and the Indianapolis 500 are on the same day, well, the Charlotte 600 is on that day too, making for the triple. This year, the Catalan Motorcycle Grand Prix also fell on that weekend, so there was a quadruple of racing, and I was ready to watch it all.

I woke up around 5:30am - the joys of the Mountain Time zone - in time to watch MotoGP at 6am. Aleix Espargaro took pole on the factory Aprilia and Raul Fernandez on the Trackhouse Aprilia satellite bike lined up third, but it was Pecco Bagnaia in second that turned into the protagonist of the race. Bagnaia held off the likes of Jorge Martin, Marc Marquez, and Aleix Espargaro behind to take a calculated victory.

I was happy for Bagnaia, however, with Jorge Martin in second having a dominant championship lead, it did sort of feel like a pyrrhic victory. Bagnaia gives this controlled, smart victory ride but it doesn't really matter since he only scored five more points over his main championship rival. Add in the fact that Marc Marquez, who is toe-to-toe with Bagnaia in the fight for second, finished third. This means that Bagnaia leaves the Catalan Grand Prix 39 points behind Martin and just 2 ahead of Marquez.

That's not even the worst part.

Enea Bastianini - the rider I support - kinda had a meltdown this race. First, he starts eleventh, loses places off the start, and then got pushed off at turn one by Alex Marquez. Enea cuts the track to rejoin, receives a long lap penalty, refuses to serve it. He then gets gets pushed off again in a second attempt. Enea receives a double long-lap penalty for failing to serve the penalty, serves one but not the other, and then gets a thirty second penalty post race.

In his interviews, he called it a protest against unfair stewarding decisions.

On track, it led to him finishing eighteenth and out of the points.

This is particularly devastating as Jorge Martin and Marc Marquez - the guys in second and third - are fighting to take his seat for 2025. I already did a blogpost about this a few weeks ago and I have a lot to get to today, so I'll keep this brief, but yesterday was not a good day for Enea Bastianini.

The Monaco Grand Prix also happened. Swiftly moving on...

Joking. I'm joking. Monaco was actually pretty good this year. The Ferraris and McLarens qualified 1-3 and 2-4, respectively, so we got a fight between them rather than Red Bull dominance. Unfortunately, they decided to fight by going as slow as possible to prevent anyone else from pitting once they all got a free change of tyres under red following a scary first lap incident between Sergio Perez and the two Haas cars.

Still, it was a fight between Ferrari and McLaren and the top seven all put a lap on eighth place. That was as vintage F1 as you could get. It was also at vintage speeds with them running around four seconds off the pace, but hey, strategy shenanigans are fun.

Charles Leclerc won and proceeded to drop the Monegasque flag in front of the Prince of Monaco, twice. That is objectively funny and probably my favorite F1 moment of the weekend.

So, the Indianapolis 500.

Normally it would start shortly after Monaco, however, a rain front in Indianapolis delayed the 500 into the afternoon. This would wreck Kyle Larson's attempt to do the full 1100 mile double at Indy and Charlotte - more on that later - but it did actually lead to some great moments for me personally. Spending the hours in discords with other motorsports fans talking about when the rain might stop, when the track might dry out, when the race should start, whether Larson would stay or go...it all gave a very wholesome, community feel that I really enjoyed.

Then the race itself. It was amazing.

The clouds cleared, we got a partly cloudy afternoon with filled grandstands and a full 500-mile race around the Indianapolis Motor Speedway. We got a little bit of everything. Crashes (where thankfully nobody was hurt), engine failures, competing fuel strategies, sixteen different leaders - that's half the field! - and a last lap, penultimate corner pass for the win.

Now, I'm an Arrow McLaren fan. Alexander Rossi was a driver who I followed in F1 because I was excited at the prospect of seeing the first American driver in a decade. Rossi's F1 hopes with Marussia didn't work out, but he went on to Indycar and won the Indy 500 in his first attempt. Between the peak Andretti years where he had the knife between his teeth bringing the fight to the likes of Josef Newgarden and Scott Dixon, to now, where he's in that beautiful #7 white and orange McLaren, bringing the fight to the likes of...Josef Newgarden and Scott Dixon.

Then there's Pato O'Ward, the exciting, young, charismatic Mexican charger in the #5, driving an awesome orange and black car. It's perfect, he and Rossi have night and day cars, and they were slingshot passing each other in the Indianapolis 500 to save fuel. That was the happiest I was during the race, watching my two favorite Indycar drivers in my favorite team leading 1-2.

Then Alexander Rossi made his final pitstop for fuel.

They were racing to keep track position, so they fueled him just a bit short, and I fear that ultimately decided the course of the race.

Josef Newgarden cycled out in front at the end of the fuel cycle, Alexander Rossi attacked first, got in front, but immediately got overtaken again as he had to save a bit of fuel. Rossi would try again, but Newgarden would nose ahead, as would Pato O'Ward.

Pato O'Ward was a student of the Indy 500, so he knew he had to make the pass as late as possible to ensure that Josef Newgarden wouldn't be able to respond. Pato would lift in turn one on a number of final laps to stay second and keep the draft, before finally making the attack in turn one on the final lap...only for Josef Newgarden to come back at him in turn three.

There was nothing Pato could've done at that point.

Josef made the pass in turn three, got a good exit off turn four, and Pato didn't get enough of a draft to the finish line in order to stop him. Pato was rightfully devastated, Rossi ended up in fourth, behind the lead two in addition to third placed Scott Dixon, as a result of his fuel strategy.

It was utterly devastating.

But that's motorsport. The days that you lose are what make the days that you win more meaningful. The Indianapolis 500 happened in its entirety despite all the rain and the worries. Not only that, but NBC is saying that the preliminary ratings look to be over 5 million viewers for the race. A last lap pass, a back-to-back winner, and a ratings bump over last year. As much as I wish Pato or Rossi could've won that race, I've spent the last day making my peace with it. For now, I'll just be happy that Indycar as a sport snatched a victory from the jaws of defeat.

Then there was the Coke 600 at Charlotte.

I tuned in late thanks to the late Indianapolis 500, and I was pretty emotionally drained at this point, but a charge from Brad Keselowski at the end of the second stage got me motivated again. Brad Keselowski, the owner-driver of the #6 for the team I support in NASCAR - Roush Fenway Keselowski Racing, also known as RFK Racing - pushed his way up the field. He moved into second, and he was hunting down the leader, Christopher Bell.

I began to believe that, after a 1,113-day winless streak, Brad Keselowski would win two races in three weeks.

Unfortunately, as soon as he caught up to the back of Bell, it started raining.

To add insult to injury, Kyle Larson, who had run the Indianapolis 500 earlier that day and completed all 500 miles, finishing 18th after a pitlane speeding penalty, had just arrived at Charlotte. He was about to take over the #5 from replacement driver Justin Allgaier, only he never got the chance.

At this point, I was emotionally drained after three and a half races, so at around 8:45pm, I fully embraced my grandmother era and went to bed.

That wound up being the right decision, because despite waiting out the rain and attempting to dry the track, NASCAR would end up calling the race anyway when they hit the end of Fox's TV window. Christopher Bell would win the race, Brad Keselowski would have to settle for second.

I quite literally missed nothing by going to bed when I did.

So, I sorta got the result I wanted at Catalunya, a full-on positive result at Monaco, and narrowly had my picks finish second at both Indianapolis and Charlotte.

In the grand scheme of things, that's not a bad Motorsports Christmas.

And on June 14th and 15th, we have Motorsports New Years with the 24 Hours of Le Mans, so the Racing Holidays aren't quite over.

[dickinfectionbez-deactivated2011]

It was only natural for Pecco to feel like this.

Bez had been there for Pecco ever since they were eight. If he was going to fall in love, it was obvious that Bez would be on the recieving end of Pecco's affection.

There were nights that he would lay, staring at the ceiling, imagining what life would be without Franky, without Enea, without Bez. He already had a taste of life without his Papa and his uncle Alex and that was hell on earth. He couldn't bring himself to think of a world where his younger brother didn't exist.

Pecco turned to look down at the mattress on the floor of his room. Bez was fast asleep, sprawled out with an arm covering his eyes. They used to share the bed, but Bez had opted for the mattress for an unknown reason. He missed his warmth. He missed waking up to an arm around his waist, pulling him closer.

He wanted to kiss him.

Pecco threw the covers off his legs, quiely leaving a sleeping Bez and walking to Celin's room. He loved Bez, he really did. But this all was too much for Pecco. How were they supposed to just be friends with all these emotions in the air?

His younger brother was wide awake, flipping through a magazine. "That better not be a porno." Pecco said, making himself comfortable on Cele's bed. "No!" Cele exclaimed, pushing the farming magazine into his brother's lap. "Why are you in my room? Do you have shit to do with Bez?" Pecco looked down, a slight blush on his neck from thinking about what he wanted to do with Bez.

Celin made a gagging noise. Pecco loved his younger brother, he'd do anything to keep him safe and happy. But at that moment he wanted to either slap Cele or sit on his until he cried. He stared at his younger brother, finally making the connection. "How do you know that I like Bez?" Celin looked at Pecco with a deadpan expression. "You're the last one to find out." He paused, scratching the pubic hair he called a beard. "Second to last, I'm sure Bez doesn't know yet." Pecco shook his head as Cele sighed, leaning back. "Have you tried talking to him?" Pecco looked at his with a startled expression. "Okay fine don't talk to him and just watch him get a boyfriend or something."

Could he watch Bez get in a relationship with someone else, just so he could avoid heartbreak? On one hand he would have Bez he would have to watch him fall for someone else. The other hand Bez might reciprocate his emotions and they could be together or Pecco could lose Bez, pushed away because of his own want.

"how did you get so wise? You're not even in a relationship." Pecco asked as Celestino looked at his cuticles "Coach doesn't play." He replied as his older brother pounced on him, jokingly using a pillow to smack him. The pair began to pillow fight, Celin sneaking a few rocks from his collection into the pillowcase. But before he could strike, Bez walked into the room half-asleep. Wordlessly he wrapped an arm around Pecco, pulling him into his chest and back into Pecco's room.

The both lay back down in Pecco's bed, Bez's legs on his legs and head on his chest. Pecco stared at the ceiling again, praying that Bez couldn't hear how fast his head was beating. He rested a hand on Bez's neck and fell asleep. Bez lay still, waiting for Pecco's breathing to even, praying that he couldn't feel his quickening heartbeat under his fingerstips. He fell asleep soon after, unaware of Celin taking pictures of the pair to send to Franky.

[moonshynecybin]

if you could typecast the grid as stereotypical americans who would be who? (idk if i'm making any sense) but for example bezz gives very cali stoner energy.

god this one is hard because they are all so stunningly european. truly. american men do not act like that. the jean tightness alone. ummm. okay let’s start with the easy ones

pecco: pecco is from a suburb like three hours from chicago and he tells everyone he’s from chicago. framed bulls jerseys on the wall etc

pedro acosta: someone said baseball player from north carolina and yeah. i can imagine bumping into this guy at cookout. like he’s giving charlotte/macklenberg county. serving gastonia. he went to nc state with my friend thomas and he has strong basketball opinions.

bez: califoniaaaaa you’re right. of the surfer or skater variety… either way he’s in baggy as fuck clothes skulking around outside kicking it whenever he can. eating a sandwich

vale: new jersey. my trashy italian american clown princess

mav: screams boston 2 me

aleix: too european im being real. insane amounts of european. kind of breaking my brain sooo im not assigning him one

enea: gay ass san fran guy with his lil dog. walkin around the castro the dog gets hot. he picks up the dog. gay pride flag in the background. i cheer. he’s drinking espresso that costs fourteen american dollars. that’s like 12.50 euro google is telling me

casey stoner: this bitch is from vermont

luca: right across the river from vale in new york citayyyy… i think he would thrive in an environment where he doesn’t look insane wearing something very elegant and a lil dressier. like you can’t really do that in idk. most of the south or midwest or southwest or— anyways we’re sending him to nyc

jorge martin: i COULD see him hanging out in florida but like slutty florida not trashy florida. just on a beach in miami in the tiniest shorts imaginable with aleix comma also there europeanly. idk

joan mir: LOUSIANA. need to take his pissy ass to the bayou.

jack miller: attended the university of alabama and was perhaps too invested in SEC football culture. i would end this by saying roll tide for comedy but that would make me gag here in real life. anyways

marc and alex. hmmmmmmm. i could see outside austin texas as that seems 2 be hallowed ground for marc lol. alternatively. kentucky. horse boys. this is another hard one i’m open to suggestions here cuz nothin is jumping out at me tbh

franky: seems into mindfulness in a way that is giving seattle. runs a bookstore with REALLY good staff picks. big ass armchairs HUGE used book section that smells good. sitting there petting the store cat in a flannel with the sleeves rolled up. sipping his coffee. works nights at the local bar sometimes. who said that.

brad binder: denver.

[muxas-world]

i do love pecco but i don’t think we are in the most competitive era of motogp…. only one bike is able to win, and there’s some really excellent riders on the other manufacturers bikes who i think would be able to step to pecco a little more if they weren’t on tractors! not saying he doesn’t deserve it but i think it’s fair to say that at least some of his success comes from the bike. its motorsports! that’s what happens, and its normal

Hi ;) Well, maybe I didn't explain myself super well, but I can't deny that having the best bike gives an advantage in motorsports. My problem is with people acting like that's the only reason pecco wins. In Moto3, he won with a bike worse than a current Honda, and his years in Moto2 ;)..also even if you have the best bike, you need to be really good to get the most out of it. Just look at Enea and Martín – they could or should, have similar results, maybe not the exact same numbers because they've had individual problems (injuries, fewer years in the class, etc.), but they should be able to perform at the same level and achieve consistent wins, which they can't. Not because they aren't good – they are – but because Pecco is better ;)

As for the most competitive era, I base that on things that many journalists have said, but of course, it's a personal opinion. So for me It's more competitive now because, in the past, satellite teams didn't receive the same factory support or equipment that Ducati does now and cause of that other teams are following their operating model. Back then, it was common for the number 1riders, like Valentino or Marc, to get better parts or exclusive upgrades that other riders didn't. So even within official teams, there was division. Pecco doesn't have that super advtege like beyond his long-standing relationship with his team th maybe a factor but Martín, Enea, and others get the same treatment when it comes to tec nd materials. That's why many say it's so competitive or balanced. Yes, it's the best bike, but even so, there are four riders with access to the same technical-material support. And until last year, older bikes were still performing at a high level at the start of the season and didn't fall too far behind by the end. That's why I feel this way ;)

[red-ruth]

Phillip Island GP

//Info//

27 laps Dry Race/Flag2Flag DNFS: 2

Pole: Jorge Martin Winner: Marc Marquez Fastest Lap: Marc Marquez (1:27.765s on Lap 9) New Lap Record! (previously held by Marquez from 2013)

Race Podium: 1 Marc Marquez (+25pts) + 0.997s 2 Jorge Martin (+20pts) + 9.103s 3 Pecco Bagnaia (+15pts)

Championship Standings: 1 Jorge Martin (424 pts) + 20 2 Pecco Bagnaia (404 pts) + 59 3 Marc Marquez (345 pts) + 14 4 Enea Bastianini (331 pts)

Summary and Report under read now

//Summary//

Marc gets his own tear off under his rear wheel in the start. He’s not able to reach it and it causes a horrific start. He barely gets any acceleration and ends up p13 going into turn 1. By turn 2, he’s p9. By turn 3, he's p6.

The rest of the grid has very similar starts as the sprint. Pecco has a great start and sneaks past Maverick in p3 into p2. However, he has a wobble just before/at the braking and loses the place to Bez. Jorge has a significant lead into turn 1 due to the other two front row starters having bad starts and is unchallenged.

Binder gets a great start, up 7 places into p5. As does Morbidelli in p4.

By end of lap 1, Jorge has a half second gap.

There’s a small gap Marc is having to make up from p6 so there’s a battle for p4 between binder and morbidelli.

Bez does his long lap penalty from the sprint. The race order is now Martin, Bagnaia, Morbidelli, Binder, Marquez.

Once Marc catches them, Binder makes a mistake and Marc has a look. However the following corner he passes him and into p4

Lap 3 Marc is p4

Lap 4 Bez crashes and rejoins, slide from turn 4.

Pecco keeping gap steady to Jorge, he’s not pulling away like the sprint. Tyre saving mode.

Marc has slip stream on Morbidelli passes him into p3

Marc sets fastest lap, he’s now got clear air infront. 0.859 second gap to Pecco lap 5.

Luca Marini has to give up a place because he undertook under yellow flag.

Lap 6 Enea in p6, he’s stuck in traffic. The top three are pulling away significantly.

On lap 6, Marc breaks the race lap record from 2013 that he placed himself. I didn’t record it at the time as he continued to improve, but the record is currently the time he set on lap 9, 1:27.765s.

Diggi and Enea scrapping for p6 on lap 8.

Marc has caught Pecco the same lap. And closes 8 tenths on Jorge in the lead.

Marc tries a lot down the straight to pass Pecco, but he can’t match him in the braking.

With Marc and Pecco fighting for p2, the hurry up is now closing the gap to Jorge

Lap 11 Jorge does a mistake, loses a lot of time and all three of the close into a three way battle. Pecco passes Jorge on the inside, Jorge gets him in the switchback, except Marc sees the gap Jorge went through and follows him, putting Jorge back into p1 and Marc past Pecco into p2.

Jorge and Marc both sit together, pulling away from Pecco. Marc doesn’t really try any moves, but he barely lets the gap go below 0.200s from here on out.

Lap 16 the gap to Pecco is one second. A few laps later, with Pecco losing his tow, this gap has doubled.

Lap 18 Jorge goes wide slightly. He’s making minor mistakes.

Marc has the same problem in the straight he had with Pecco in that he turns so much better in the corners, especially the left handers, but he can’t even try on the straight because the gp24 (and Martin too) can brake so much later than him. Even though he gets the run on the both of them, it amounts to nothing.

Lap 20 the speed of the front runners is incredible. Enea (p4) is 10 seconds behind Jorge. That’s half a second faster than the rest of the field. They’re in a race of their own.

Lap 23 (4 laps to go), Jorge goes wide by the smallest margin, Marc sees the gap and plants himself on the apex, passing him and making it stick. However, Jorge is very very close behind.

The start of lap 24, Marc, who has not shaken Jorge, gains on him on the straight, and flies past Marc in the braking at turn 1.

Same lap, turn 4, same corner he did the pass on the previous lap, Jorge brakes later, responding to his own mistake that let Marc through the first time. However Marc does the opposite, lunges down the inside of Jorge, slows right down at the apex, pushing Jorge off line/out. Then accelerates out of the corner, creating that gap Marc needed the first time. He learnt from the previous lap.

Lap 26 Marc has seriously pulled away. Jorge tries the same thing at turn 1 that got him back to p1 before, however he was too far back and Marc stays ahead.

Joan Mir crashes and retires

Last lap, Stoner corner, the one corner Marc’s been so strong at all weekend, he pulls such a massive advantage from Jorge that by the time he’s crossed the line Marc is nearly a second over Jorge.

//Report//

Thank you Marc Marquez for your masterclass. I know there are a lot of people complaining about the racing at the level that Ducati is at. Which is fair, it leaves a lot of seriously talented riders not having the results they need because they’re just not on ducatis. However, as a Marquez fan I’m having a ball, and I’ll admit my bias in that.

So first off the bat, the looney toons ass start leaving Marc in butt fuck knowhere, yet he recovers half of it in the first sector is insane. From there on it’s basically just the same as the sprint. Working through the field. And I said yesterday, five laps longer he would’ve caught Jorge. So Marc gets to that point in the race where he has the track he just needs to put the laps in and he does.

Genuinely, Marc was faster than the gp24s in terms of pace. But he was really struggling to actually pass them. You can see how hard he has to work. I felt insane watching him consistently get better exits, carry more corner speed, rotate the bike on a completely different level, and all the gp24s had to do was get the braking right and it undos all that.

Marc was seriously struggling to get past Pecco, and if it weren’t for that little three way kerfuffle giving him the opportunity to, I feel as if he would’ve been stuck behind him for much longer.

Ultimately it wouldn’t have made that much of a difference because Jorge and Marc’s pace was unreal. Watching them pull away further and further, with Marc so far up Jorge’s ass he could probably smell his breakfast, and for it to stay that way for Multiple Laps, crazy. I know really it was just going around and around in circles because Marc wasn’t making many moves at first, but that last 7 laps or so, with Jorge making mistakes, and Marc lunging it left and right was beautiful. I love good clean impressive racing. In my live notes all I put for Marc’s final move was just “most beautiful lunge ever”

But I cannot imagine being Pecco in this situation. I know Phillip island is Marc’s strength, but it’s so clear that this race was Marc using his skills to best bikes with clear advantages. With Martin going to Aprilia next year, your sole competitor’s only drawback being the advantages you hold over him, the same advantages that will be levelled next year is scary. Because what that was from Marc, was pure skill. The title fight next year is going to be fiery, but we’ve known that :)

Also, god I’m so unsure how this championship is going to pan out. I know we're saying this is going right down to Valencia, and I agree, but to be honest, the next race will make the difference to me. If Jorge is at or around the level he was this weekend in Thailand, I think he’ll be taking it in Valencia. If Pecco does, this faux battle will continue for longer, let’s see what happens :)

[kingofthering]

maina for winners room au… i would love your opinion on who on the grid chooses who for their uh. post race celebration. of course you can ignore anyone who you may not have a read on for it but i was thinking about how a lot of the academy guys didn’t win until after vale retired, so they’d have to choose someone else….

As a rule of thumb, I do believe that Valentino gets picked a lot for firsts and not just by the Academy boys, for the Valentino of it all.

Academy wise, two of them got their first wins before Valentino retired. Franky got all his wins in 2020 (first one for the San Marino round) so he's fine although he's the only one of their generation where I do wonder if he picks Valentino because I feel like their relationship is too different from the others for this (but maybe it's still a yes, leaving this one undecided). Pecco, on the other end, doesn't have to be asked twice after Aragon 2021.

Bezz, poor baby, didn't even get to race, with Valentino. You know I'm a big Pecco/Bezz lover (their hug in the media room is very cute still) so Pecco is the obvious answer to me. I have this semi-rule in my mind where riders who crashed can't be chosen (or maybe they have to be cleared by medical first but that's kind of a hassle) so I'm not sure who gets chosen for Le Mans. India is also an issue because Luca breaks his collarbone in the sprint and Pecco crashes on Sunday. If we ignore all that, I could have a Bezz/Luca WR. I know that Franky is still an option in both of those races and maybe that's who Bezz goes for because it's easier (but I have a hard time reading Franky and his relationship with the other Academy guys because obviously he's always there but he's more discreet and we don't really see him interact with the guys, you know? Anyway.)

Through 2022, 2023 and 2024, Pecco has so many WR to go through and I think Bezz is there for a lot of those. Luca as well. Part of me think Pecco would like to keep Jorge at bay during the title fight and a bigger part of me believes he picks him because that's also part of the title fight (and hey, they were Moto3 teammates, they have a past). And obviously Marc in Assen, post Ducati contract announcement.

In the WR context, the whole Marc Jerez 2020 of it all is a blessing in disguise for Fabio because it means he doesn't have to choose between Valentino and Marc. He has to wait until Portimao 2021 to be able to pick Marc (and it's obviously a no brainer). I do think that Marc picks Fabio at least once in 2019, maybe more (in Misano for sure but probably also after of their shared podiums before that), because he does recognize Fabio's talent and how much Fabio admires him and it's like a reward to invite him in the WR.

After Argentina 2022, Aleix picks Maverick (also a no brainer). Back in Silverstone 2016, Maverick also picks Aleix (teammates baby). For Jorge's Styria win in 2021, considering his character, I think he goes Valentino (and he has plenty of occasions to pick from the Andorra polycule later on).

I don't have the perfect read on him but for Enea, Some of the WRs are with Marc (I think he gets Enea's first -Qatar 2022- and let's say Emilia Romagna / Misano 2) and Pecco definitely has at least one (Sepang 2023) and I think also Silverstone 2024.

I've tried to think about the rest of the grid but no one else struck my brain with anything concrete.

Oh and this is going to be so random but Marc and Dovi have so much fun throughout 2017-2019, especially after their close battles (Motegi 2017, Austria 2017, Austria 2019, etc).

I have also been thinking about Marc's two 2024 wins so far. In my mind San Marino / Misano 1 has to be Pecco (at home, finished P2, future teammates, mandatory after Pecco picked Marc in Assen, etc). For Aragon so, given the significance of it (first one in over a thousand days), I need to think some more (open to your ideas).

[formulapookie]

❛ you taste so fucking good. ❜ plus enea and diggia please

The air feels addictive, as if someone threw drugs in the room and everyone took a sniff.

The lights, the music, the drinks.

Everything calls for a night of absolute disregard of one's dignity.

And it's well known, parties at Enea's house always are something else, like when last time he brought in escorts and ballerinas enough for a Night Club in Las Vegas.

And if only Diggia wasn't in such a complicated situation he would enjoy it, the little show Enea always puts on.

But he doesn't, not in the slightest.

He especially doesn't like when a girl decides her goal of the night is specifically the one person Diggia wants moaning under him.

When her stupid hand grazes his chest, his pecs, and she leans in to whisper something in his ear he wants to punch her.

Enea is trying to get out the situation, smiling politely and breaking away, but this girl is tenacious.

Then she must feel the killer stare of Diggia on her, because it feels like looking at someone pointing a gun at you, and she leaves.

Enea chugs down the remaining of his drink, and turns to look at Diggia.

And the possessiveness and desire in his eyes are something else.

He's seen Diggia jealous, he will never forget the time he almost ended up having a fight with Pecco because the other was a bit too touchy and flirty that night.

But this is pure and raw need.

And it's really fucking hot, if his cheeks somehow can seem to be red for the alcohol his bulge certainly can't, so he turns around, practically sprinting to his room, tasting the lust in the air.

When he hears the door getting locked behind him and practically smells the arousal he knows he's doomed.

He doesn't face him, he would probably sink to his knees if he did, and he's not that pathetic. Maybe.

He feels Diggia's hands on his hips, pulling him against the man.

He's hard, fuck he can feel him hard against the curve of his ass, and he wants him, wants to get absolutely railed.

Diggia presses his lips against the back of Enea's neck, leaving a trail of small but lustful kisses all over it.

He bites at the juncture between neck and collarbone, because Enea gets so fucking easy when he does.

And God does he love the little whimpers Enea makes when he's like that.

"What was her name?"

"What?"

"That girl. The one who thought it was so funny to touch you"

"Uh I- Noemi"

"Ah. So you actually listened to her"

Diggia bites harder, meaner, sucks a dark bruise on Enea's collarbone, making him whine.

"I was polite"

"Guess I have to make you forget her name then"

Diggia spins him around and in a second he's against the closet, a gasp leaving his mouth and Diggia uses that moment to kiss him, a dark and possessive kiss, and Enea is melting under him, whining at the friction of his cock against Diggia's thigh.

"Fuck"

Diggia looks so hot right now Enea feels pathetic, like a schoolgirl thinking of her hallway crush and going red in the face.

"Fuck you're so hot"

And Enea is already really close to begging, just like this, a make out session and some friction.

"On the bed"

He's eager to follow orders, but is stunned when Diggia actually has him sit down on the edge, he thought he'd already be on his hands and knees by now, what is he-

oh. oh.

Diggia has never been quicker in taking off someone's pants in his life, fighting a bit with the belt and then finally yanking those damn jeans off, still for a moment looking at Enea's bulge, how tight the boxers seem now.

Enea lifts his hips and Diggia takes the briefs off too, not losing time he wraps his lips around Enea's cock and sucks.

He's rewarder with a loud moan from him, and fingers tugging at his hair.

"Fuck you- God I forgot how you felt"

"You forget me and remember the bitch from the party?"

Enea has his card to play, and oh boy does he want to play it.

"Maybe she's better at this than - fuckfuckfuck"

In a split second Diggia has taken him whole, just half a inch left out, and Enea swears he's seeing stars.

When he starts bobbing his head and moaning around the length it's game over.

His brain goes completely off the rails, he's never needed Diggia this bad, never has he wanted someone to suck him off this much.

"Yes yes don't stop oh don't stop"

He's babbling nonsense already, Diggia is getting him stupid by sucking him off, and Enea doesn't know if he's getting more stupid for this or for last week when he fucked him bent over the table until he cried.

He just knows he's embarrassingly close, and the more Diggia keeps looking up at him the closer he gets.

He can't help it, the man is just too hot for his own good.

"Fuck Diggia closecloseclose"

And to his surprise he doesn't make him finish with a handjob like always. He stays there, and Enea realizes he's coming down his throat.

"You taste so fucking good"

Enea is dead. Cause of death: his fuckbuddy telling him he tastes good when he cums.

He's speechless, especially when Diggia pushes him more on the bed, hungry kisses with too much saliva and teeth, the ones he loves the most.

The younger doesn't stop kissing him, getting his hand on him again, stroking his dick with fast strokes.

Enea understood one thing clearly in the years they've spent doing this.

Diggia only bottoms in three occasions: A. Enea wins B. Enea is jealous C. They're drunk as fuck

He's never done this when they're fairly sober and Enea was the one to get him jealous.

But fuck he's not complaining for sure.

"Where's the lube come on"

Diggia remains very demanding and dominating even when bottoming, and Enea absolutely loves this.

"Second drawer, fuck Diggia you're so hot"

He takes the lube in hand and goes to kiss Enea again.

He's never toned down the possessiveness in his actions, not even now, when he's opening the little bottle and passing it to him.

"You want- I do it?"

"Quick"

Enea's brain is rewiring because Jesus Christ, Diggia now is laying on the bed before him, legs spread, sweat on his abs, face flushed red and a glint of pure want in his eyes.

He coats his fingers with the lube, heats it up a bit and then pushes one in.

And as he expected Diggia is tight, he doesn't even remember precisely the last time he was the one doing the fucking.

"Come on fuck"

"You want more?"

"You know that"

Enea stops, admiring the man laid under him as a prize, he wants to take as much as he can from this occasion right here.

"Ask me nicely"

"Fuck you Enea come on"

He slowly starts removing his finger, gaze not leaving Diggia.

"I said nicely, or I'm going back out there and see if that girl is nicer than you"

"You're a fucking bastard"

Enea looks at him, expecting.

He's playing in a dangerous zone here, trying to take control, he knows next time Diggia will make sure to pay him back by fucking him so hard they'll have the neighbours knock on their door.

Diggia is blushing, and Enea has never seen someone be so cute and hot at the same time.

"Please more"

And he's immediately rewarded with a second finger pushing in, he's tight, fuck too tight Enea thinks, but God it's hot, if this is how he feels around his fingers he can't even begin to imagine how he's like around his cock, which is getting hard again, and truly has been since Diggia finished sucking him off.

He doesn't wait for Diggia to ask, he can see it in his eyes he wants it, and adds a third finger, making him moan so deeply Enea fears he could cum from it.

He scissors them and goes deeper, and when he brushes his prostate Diggia is biting his lip and clenching the sheets in his hands, Enea knows he had problems at first, in bottoming especially because he felt less manly, and still now in making sounds and moaning when he's like this.

But Enea absolutely loves it, because still, even when he's getting fucked Diggia makes this sounds that are so fucking deep he wants to melt.

He removes his fingers, and Diggia relaxes more, Enea wants to snap a picture and frame it.

He aligns himself with his hole and asks for permission looking at Diggia's eyes.

He wouldn't do this if Diggia didn't feel comfortable with it, he did back up a few times in the past because Diggia really felt bad about getting fucked.

Diggia looks back and nods, he'd prefer words but gets it may be still too much to ask him.

As he pushes in he has to hold back a moan because fuck, despite him fingering Diggia just now he's still so tight.

"Fuck"

"Move please"

"You sure? You are-"

"Yes I'm sure go"

When he pulls almost all the way out and then thrusts back in both see starts, Diggia still biting his lip, Enea going vocal as if outside the door there aren't all their friends partying.

He sets a slow pace, deep but intense, and can tell Diggia likes it, by the way his abs clench and his moans are becoming more and more difficult to control.

Enea doesn't know what part of his brain acts, but he moves his hand to take Diggia's , tangling their fingers together and picking up the pace slightly.

This is not something they do usually, holding hands, but it feels so right he can't leave the hold.

And neither can Diggia, since he tightens the hold, and lets his moan free, still a bit held back, but fuck are they arousing in Enea's ears.

He picks up his pace once more, and lowers himself to leave a trail of kisses and bites all over Diggia's chest, making him moan even more.

This is not just lust, they both know this, at this point everything is much more, the way Enea kisses him, hungry yes, needy, but so so dearly consuming.

And the way Diggia is so soft and pliant under him, how his moans grow louder and louder, how they need everything to be closerclosercloser, how they need each other.

"More Enea please more"

"You're amazing"

His pace is faster, deeper, more demanding, he wants more, he wants Diggia entirely.

They kiss again, Diggia keeps on being the more demanding of the two, pulling Enea against his body with the hand he's not holding with him, tongue pushing past Enea's lips.

"Fuck Diggia you - fuck you taste so good"

"Stealing my line?"

A harsher thrust and now Diggia is coming, cum over all his abs, and he clenches around Enea, who's so far gone he barely realises he's coming inside him, grunting directly next to Diggia's ear, and Diggia tilts his head, bites his collarbone, because he wants people to know.

Know that Enea is his as much as he's Enea's and no fucking girl called whatever can ever get in between them.

SMUT PROMPTS

[winterisol]

into your heat (hotter than the sun)

Diggianini, not fully smut but it gets close (so NSFW)

Uh... This has been in my drafts for like six weeks so enjoy? I do actually want to write these two more. Just don't have the time so this is like a little character study. Kinda.

More like I wanted to write some hot (obviously) but also sweet diggianini. They visually compel me.

Enea let out a breathy laugh as a warm body gently pushed him against the wall, pulling him into a heated kiss, tongues dancing to a familiar rhythm. The person hovering above Enea didn't even wait for door to closes, an audible click interrupting them.

"Look at you, had fun tonight?" He huskily asked, pushing a rough hand into Enea's curls, Enea baring his neck eagerly.

"Mhmm, Fabio, please." Enea whined, trying to push against the younger man's body.

"Answer the question principessa." Fabio cooed mockingly, placing his other hand on Enea's chest, preventing the shorter man from grinding down on his thigh.

" I had fun. Drank some expensive cocktails, and let loose, but-" Enea mumbled, only to let out a loud moan as Fabio sucked a particular harsh bruise into his neck.

"But? come principessa full sentences." Fabio chided, before going back to abusing his neck and slowly towards his collarbone.

"I saw you looking from afar and I just wanted to take your hand hand drag you away." Enea choked out, melting as Fabio pulled him closer.

"Oh really? You seemed to not care when you were dancing, grinding against any warm body." Fabio teased, firmly slotting his thigh in between Enea's legs.

"Only because I can't have you." Enea whined tucking his face into the crook of Fabio's neck, tears streaking down his face.

"Oh, caro, you will always have me." Fabio reassured, the tension shifting into something sweeter.

Tapping Enea's leg, the short man immediately jumped, legs hugging Fabio's waist, as the taller man quickly brought them to the bed room.

Gently dropping Enea onto the bed, Fabio pulled his lover into a sweet kiss. It was softer, warmer and filled with care, contrasting from the electric desperation from a few minutes before.

"Even if we can't do this in public, I will always be with you. Right here." Fabio said, cheesily pointing to Enea's heart.

Giggling, Enea tucked his face into Fabio's neck, letting the younger man suck more marks into his neck, not caring how high and dark they would be the next day.

And as a hand slipped underneath his waistband, Enea let out a loud moan before whispering a sweet, "I love you."

-

*Director's cut (cookie scene?)

It was hot and Enea was going to kill Fabio.

Next to him, Pecco sat on his phone, both of them waiting for Marc and Jorge to arrive for the press conference.

Deciding it was too hot in the room to continue wearing his jacket, Enea decided to take it off, causing Pecco to look up. Taking one look at Enea, Pecco suppressed a loud snort as his eyes immediately falling to his neck.

"Don't." Enea whispered warningly towards his teammate.

Immediately putting his hands up Pecco laughed saying, "Someone is clearly possessive."

Pressing a hand on the right side of his neck, he gingerly pressed against the tender skin, knowing that hidden beneath his hand, was a colorful array of purple, red and yellow bruises, stubbornly refusing to go away even after four days.

Sighing Enea glared at his teammate, who gave him a cheeky smile in response. It was going to be a long day for Enea.

[batsplat]

regarding your post about marc not having to engage in undermining his teammates too much bc lack of competitiveness, i first immediately thought of everyone's favorite running joke, "marc accepted bad honda parts bc he could ride over them but they fucked with his teammate" which is honestly the funniest way one could fuck with ones objectively "worse" teammate... like i didn't do anything, is it MY fault he cant ride his bike??? maybe he should find another job, then, what do i have to do with that? god, he's hilarious...

and it also made me think of the ducati move, pecco saying that he wants his new teammate to "keep the harmony" they built the past years and marc, when asked about that, saying "when your teammate is actually competitive, you cannot be harmonious on track, and anyone who says so is a lying liar who lies" (poor enea) (marc, where do you even take that experience from, none of your teammates bar dani in your rookie season were "actually competitive" against you?)... i wonder if next year we will see a meaner, more vicious version of marc, bc i do fear pecco will not be falling into "not competitive enough to bother fucking with" category and i'm both scared and rubbing my hands brow cocked grinning wildly cause heheheheheeeeee

(x) yeah, it's great! he did manage to completely make honda dependent on him, which is an incredible power move with such a traditionally dominant manufacturer! all possible only because he had such a unique riding style and silly amounts of talent, like you say it's quite the flex. though it's all become a bit tougher to stomach ever since they managed to build a bike that nobody including marc has been able to ride properly... well, I already talked about that stuff here. but I suppose that's their problem now, and the good times were pretty good while they lasted. and his approach did very much cement his role internally! they needed him more than he needed them - conceptually fun and satisfying when a rider has that level of fuck you skill that their absence would plunge a manufacturer into crisis. admittedly less fun and satisfying in practise when that absence is caused by an injury but. you know

anyway, yeah, ducati! obviously pecco had someone specific in mind when he was talking about 'harmony in the team'... and of course, yes, it's hardly going to be a comfortable experience for him. pecco is sensible enough that he would have preferred not to have marc marquez as a teammate, though I do think he does probably have more complicated feelings than that about the whole thing... he's thought a lot about his role in the sport, what his legacy will look like, at times revealed a fair bit of insecurity in how he shapes up when compared to the past greats of the sport. at the end of the day, it's hard to come up with a better way to prove yourself than taking on marc marquez as a teammate and winning. and of course he will believe that he can do it. you can't get that far without insane confidence, he's a multiple time premier class champ for a reason. the only thing I'd add is that marc is still performing a bit of a sleight of hand by pretending like all the conflict will be purely on-track lol. like of course he does like to use this line about how perfectly he can separate everything out... but at the end of the day he'll use everything in his arsenal to get the upper hand, and he really doesn't limit himself to races there

y'know, anon, it's funny because I've had pretty much the same reactions as you in the second paragraph. I still fully believe that part of the reason why marc has had less 'overt' feuding in his career is because he's had less need for it, and one of my like. top three big hopes for the rest of his career is that he's just in that competitive sweet spot where his back is against the wall and we can see how he'll react... there was always the worry with him that he'd just be far far too good until he ended his career via injury - and that looked like it would be happening for a while there. this is the thing, right, nobody really feuds when they're the obvious class of the field - or at least it's a lot less likely. perhaps the three most enjoyable valentino titles are 2004, 2008 and 2009 (if not the most enjoyable valentino seasons, 800cc did have some painfully mid racing). those three are really the ones where he had to get his hands dirty because he didn't have a clear pace advantage. (well, okay, also 2001 with the biaggi title fight and feud but he's still more of a kid there, less clever gamesmanship and more just being a bit of a dick.) I do kind of need the rest of the field to stand up and not let a 32-year old dominate next year. put marc in a position where he really has to fight for it... I want to see him having to do some stage managing of seasons (like valentino became increasingly adept at doing), really get into the nitty gritty of manipulating momentum and picking his moments and having to use his full tool set to figure it out. he has all the tools right there, he's shown it! but so often we've only seen glimpses, because he really hasn't had to go any further... there's so much more potential there, I swear...

but, yes, I'm also not really confident that this is going to happen... I mean, look, I rate pecco I really do, I've been a long time pecco believer... though what being a 'pecco believer' even involves has shifted pretty radically over time, which is kind of what makes his journey so fun, right... he doesn't really fit in the mould of other premier class champions this century. yes, he showed immediate pace in pre-season 2019 - but with every single other champ this century (save maybe hayden), you just have these flashes of something very early in their premier class careers. something special, in race trim not just in testing. it's interesting seeing how pecco's built himself up over the years, how he's really worked away at becoming the kind of rider who can fight for titles on a consistent basis... but because he doesn't really fit into anyone's preconceived notions of what a motogp great's career looks like, it's quite easy to underrate him and underestimate how effective an operator he is. he has a knack for defying expectations, both in the positive and negative sense - but you can't even just call him inconsistent, because sometimes he defies your expectations by being way more consistent than you thought he had the capacity for being. both incredibly methodical and painfully flaky, you never know what you'll get from him... which quite frankly means I also don't know what he's going to do next year. never mind the raw pace, it'd be a good start if he could figure out how to put together a complete season. just... once. as a treat

anyway... this wasn't supposed to be a pecco rant, though I do always have a pecco rant in my soul... look, my point here is that I too can see marc just kind of crushing pecco - because however highly I rate pecco, of course marc has that kind of fuck you once in a generation talent it's unwise to bet against in any era. but hey, maybe pecco will at least make a contest out of it... on the plus side, marc will a) be highly motivated to assert himself within the team at least at the very start of 2025, which should be fun whatever happens for a while, and b) probably not go light on pecco if given the slightest opening. so... so I think we can dream. 'I wonder if next year we will see a meaner, more vicious version of marc' me!! too!! I had a line I cut out from the mind games post about how with any luck we could be entering into the marc marquez golden era of mind games. if not with pecco, then with the new kid! marc's still got another feud in him, he's not that old... the future looks bright again, I believe in him

[anitalianfrie]

you can hold me (when punching mattresses gets old) (incomplete)

Charles is hungry. He’s hungry like a dog at the end of a chain, desperate for a scrap of food. He’s starving for victories, for anything really, and he just wants to take and take and take. He will eat any crumb that is thrown his way, and what he isn't given he will take.

Max is there.

or

Charles goes a bit insane and Max tries to understand their relationship without much success.

morning after/night before

And when he sees him -and the fact that it’s a him is bad enough, it could be the end of his career, but no, of course it had to be somehow even more catastrophic- everything is ten thousand times worse.

Because near him, soundly asleep with his face buried deeply in the pillow, his mouth open and a bit of drool on the pillowcase, there is not a faceless nobody from a random corner of planet Earth. No, there’s a very famous, very blonde and, from what he can see, very naked Max Verstappen.

or

Charles and Max get married in Vegas.

fluorescent (kid, adult and everything in between)

When George is five, he falls while playing in the garden of his house. His mum finds him there, crying on the ground and hugging his scrapped left knee, his face red, ugly snot dripping down his nose, and his skin glowing.

or

George is in love with Alex. He also glows.

He tries to cope with both.

a Natale siamo tutti più buoni (feat. il pandoro Maina)

It's Christmas. Valentino has a realization gently provided by three ghosts (and maybe a spoiled pandoro).

hot girl pink (girl!rosquez)

Valentina pushes the door open, striding inside the hotel room that isn’t hers with the confidence that only somebody like her, somebody of her calibre, could have. A smile creases her lips, easy.

Marcia is on the bed, waiting.

OR

Marcia and Valentina in 2013 and 2015.

this is a love story (socmed au)

The 2024 rosquez reconciliation, seen from the outside.

night and cigarettes

from the prompt: things you said but you didn't mean

discomfort

from the prompt: things you said i wasn't meant to hear

bike porn

pwp

San Lorenzo

Pecco remembers well that night. They are fifteen or sixteen - no, they’re fifteen, because when they were sixteen they went out clubbing. They’re fifteen, and it’s Luca’s birthday.

drunk chips

from the prompt: things you said when you were drunk

heavy in the chest

from the prompt: things you said while i was crying

sento il cuore a mille (series) (girl!bezzetti)

Marzia and Cele. Cele and Marzia. Their life. And Italy.

hands and lips

from the prompt: oops, we were just hiding in this closet, but then the close proximity get us too turned on not to fuck 

young hot trouble

It started a long time ago, Enea supposes.  

sesso e samba

When Enea knocks on the door, Diggia doesn’t expect it.

OR

the paddock sex swap curse has hit Enea. How can he fix it? (With sex. It's always with sex)

holding onto you

from the prompt: accidental handholding

the legend of artemis (the desire is burnt in my throat and on my skin)

When Enea wakes up, a familiar unfamiliar absence in his underwear and his chest hurting, squished against the mattress, he does what he always does in those situations.

He gets up, trying to not think about the hot pulsing between his legs –not yet– pulling up a pair of sweats and covering the upper part of his body with a hoodie two sizes too big that he carries around for that specific purpose, getting the hood up and ignoring how smooth his face feels without a beard covering his cheeks.

Then, he goes to Diggia.

tyre marks

Marco felt restless. Skin too hot, tight on his bones, stretched thin. Buzzing. He was so turned on he could barely think.