#Val di Sole

[thesteeplechasefangirl]

Puck's third short track win in a row!! Maybe next race she will have enough uci points to start in the front row!

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Vidalurre e Pieterse brilham em Val di Sole e vencem na Copa do Mundo de MTB XCO

Jovens atletas dominam etapa italiana e confirmam favoritismo na temporada Martín Vidaurre e Puck Pieterse conquistaram vitórias emocionantes neste domingo (23), na etapa de Val di Sole, na Itália, pela Copa do Mundo de Mountain Bike XCO da UCI. A prova, marcada por subidas técnicas e trilhas estreitas, foi palco de um desempenho impressionante dos dois atletas, que consolidaram suas posições…

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Nell'abbraccio della natura invernale in Trentino

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Jeżeli lubisz aktywnie spędzać czas zimą na nartach polecam Wam rozpocząć już teraz.

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In Italien wurde ein als gefährlich eingestufter Bär von Forstbehörden erlegt

In den italienischen Alpen ist ein als gefährlich eingestufter Bär (M90) abgeschossen worden. Mitarbeiter der Forstbehörden erlegten das zweieinhalb Jahre alte Tier am 6.2.2024 in der Provinz Trient, wie die örtlichen Behörden mitteilten. Er bewegte sich ihren Angaben nach mit «ausgeprägtem Vertrauen» in der Nähe von Städten. Am 28. Januar war er Wanderern mit einem Abstand von etwa 500 Metern…

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Copa del Mundo DH 2023: Val di Sole, resultados y videos varios

Otra carrera a la saca, y vaya carrerón en Val di Sole…creo que siempre digo lo mismo… jajaja!! Pero es que el DH tiene ese punto extra de emoción por supuesto. La pista de Val di Sole hizo honor a su fama y hubo un poco de todo, hay fotos de un cuadro de GT partido que madre mía, por suerte parece que el corredor no se hizo daño. Durante la carrera final élite de hombres cayeron unas gotas que…

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lol ok

[thesteeplechasefangirl]

First elite woman to do the double double!

📷 @uci_mountainbike

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Goldstone e Cabirou brilham em Val di Sole: domínio nas descidas

Jackson Goldstone mantém invencibilidade na elite masculina O canadense Jackson Goldstone, do Santa Cruz Syndicate, venceu pela terceira vez consecutiva no UCI Downhill World Cup. Ele garantiu o melhor tempo no treino, na classificação e nas finais, fechando a incrível marca de 3m38s86 e superando o segundo colocado, Troy Brosnan, por 2,42s. Sua performance reafirma a liderança geral da…

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Un libro per Natale - La Novalesa, Nihil sub sole novum di Claudio Bollentini

Quando un amico pubblica la sua opera prima, la curiosità di leggerla non ha solo un valore affettivo. Sinceramente se questo libro non fosse stato scritto da Claudio, non avrebbe mai catturato la mia attenzione. I testi di storia non erano tra i miei preferiti, invece La Novalesa – Nihil sub sole novum, edito da Pietro Macchione Editore, è il frutto di un anno sabbatico che l’autore ha trascorso…

[planetmimi]

PROLOGUE: Between Worlds

wc: 892

context: tamaranean-kryptonian reader x mark grayson cw: none, for now

Tamaran

26 years ago, a Kryptonian scientist named Val-Ren left his home in search of something his people could never offer him-understanding. He left Krypton as his desire to understand how life develops on other planets became too strong. He was looked down on by the scientific community, his desire to see energy as a living force, seemed futile on Krypton, useless. But he could not rid his mind of one question, what could Krypton become if we learned from others. That desire, that question, led him to Tamaran.

His plan was to study life on Tamaran for a decade and then head back to Krypton, using what he learned and discovered on Tamaran to make Kryptonian biology better. But four years after he arrived on Tamaran, his home planet was destroyed. It was abrupt, there was no warning, no goodbye. No survivors. Just silence.

When he landed on Tamaran, the king had died several years prior. Leaving Queen Luadn’r as sole ruler until one of her two daughters were ready to inherit the throne. When Val-Ren met the Queen her beauty captivated him, and she was by his purpose. She wondered, what could Kryptonian technology do for Tamaran?

The Queen, along with her council, decided to allow him to continue his scientific work under the watchful eyes of Tamarans most trusted scientists. The walls were built high, and trust had to be earned.

Over the years the kryptonian, gained not only the trust and respect of Queen Luadn’r, but the love as well. He found her intoxicating. Her wisdom, her strength, her unyielding love for her people. In turn Luadn’r was drawn to his intellect, curiosity, and his mind. Where most wanted to conquer and squander, Val-Ren wanted to understand, to learn.

It was not a whirlwind romance, it was slow, gradual, yet steady. A love based on a foundation of respect and understanding. When they officially started to court each other, Queen Luadn’r made sure to not hide it from the people of Tamaran. Their wedding was a public affair. The people of Tamaran were divided, ones who celebrated the couple and ones who disliked that their royal family would now include a Kryptonian.

It took time, but the public learned to accept the relationship.

After 10 years of being on Tamaran, Val-Ren and the Queen had their one and only child, Princess Kaelynd’r. A baby girl, a perfect mixture of Tamaranean and Kryptonian- fierce, bright, radiant. But most of all, she was a little girl who was love. Her older sisters Komand’r and Koriand’r adored her.

Komand’r, as the eldest, took it upon herself to make sure that Kaelynd’r would never be weak. She taught Kael to always speak her mind, to not be afraid to be different. They bonded over the fact that both looked different from the other Tamaraneans, it allowed both to feel as though they belonged. Even if some would say otherwise. She often spared with her sister, taking pride in being the one to teach the younger girl about their energy beams and how to move without a sound. Komand’r would train her at night, work on Kael’s stealth by having her sneak from her room all the way to Komand’rs room, while not alerting any guards. When Kael would succeed, Komand’r would take her flying through the night sky. Under the twin moons of Tamaran, the sisters would fly and train with each other, a secret between the two, a bond like no other.

Koriand’r, on the other hand, was the big sister ever child dreams about, was extremely kind and always wanted to play with Kaelynd’r. While Komand’r taught Kael to be bold, strong, and unapologetically herself, Kori taught Kael to be kind and appreciative of all things. The two youngest would often sneak off from their teachings to go to the lake together to swim and play in the water, they would play dolls and make traditional Tamaranean sweets together. Once Kori spent an entire evening helping Kael put on a show for their family, they played music, danced, and dressed up as different characters in a play that Kael created. Kori allowed Kael to feel free, to be a kid, to be creative.

Kori and Komand’r were the perfect balance. Komand’r was her courage, Kori was her joy. Both girls helped shape who Kael is and wanted to be, until the Gordanians arrived.

The Gordanians invaded Tamaran with a haste that could not have been predicted. Their purpose- take the planet by any means. Crush any resistance and wipe out the royal bloodline.Kaelynd’rs life was turned upside down at only 15 years old.

At 16, to keep the royal bloodline from going extinct, to protect her. Kaelynd’r had to be sent off world. Far from the Vegan solar system. The goodbye was rushed, secret, harsh, but necessary. Her mother, cried for the first time in front of her. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and told her her to be strong, to fight. Her father held her hand until the cryo chamber sealed.

Kaelynd’r was placed into cryostasis to buy her time. To allow her the chance to have a life wherever she landed.

A chance that is near.

One year ago, her pod crash landed on a world universes way. A world called Earth.

And her pod, is finally starting to open.

a/n : This prologue is basically the same for the Dick Grayson version of this story. The Dick Grayson story is following Young Justice while this, obviously, follows Invincible. But i just wanted to get this out. I’ll probably have the first chapter out in a week or so.

If you read this and you think you’d enjoy the story leave a comment and let me know if youd like to be on the taglist

taglist: @astrelz @burdened-locus @deleted-1-800 @hali-k-issy @raventtelov3r

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Angel Dust / Anthony Vito

As promised the Ask Box is OPENED. Content Warning: Sexual Assault, Molestation, Sexual related crimes and misogyny. Under the cut.

Anthony Vito, was the sole heir to his family's business mafia. His Dad and Mom died in a gang related conflict and he didn't even know he had an Older Brother. Anthony when he was still alive was still too young to operate a whole Mafia by himself so his fathers right hand man Valentino had to act as a guardian for him. Anthony's younger twin sister Molly was pimped out by Valentino and Anthony was horrified as he didn't want Molly to be drug into the family business at all, but because Valentino was the owner (current shareholder) of the Mafia whatever he said went. Anthony had dealt with misogynistic rants that Valentino went on referring to his sister as a "Whore" or "Slut" or "Holes to stuff" to the point he viewed women the same, corrupted by Val's way of thinking. Valentino had also sexually abused both Anthony and Molly during this time. Anthony had often times comforted his sister but had also secretly hated himself. When Valentino had enough of Anthony he had him also do sex work. This was after Molly was murdered and left for dead. There was no funeral instead he had to continue working. Valentino had also subjected Anthony to murder, death, rape, and of course drugs. In fact the first drug Anthony took was Angel Dust. His later stage name. Anthony was later killed when he overdosed on the same exact drug Valentino had given him. In life, he was said to be joyous but in Death is where his true torment began. Arriving to Hell way before Valentino he had some free reign at least to be himself before Valentino got shot by the Police in a Drug Raid (This was before they realized Valentino was involved with both the Italian Mafia and the Mexican Drug Cartel. Long story short, Valentino took over the Mafia to use the drugs acquired for the Mexican Drug Cartel. Meaning he was stealing from the same place he usurped.) Anthony was now fucked as Valentino had arrived to Hell, at first they were on equal terms both being Sinners before Valentino had somehow gain power. Because of this, Valentino offered Asylum to Anthony if he signed the Soul Contract which sold his deal. After FAFO about Mafia and Cartels. Valentino had decided it would be A OKAY to use Anthony. And now his name is Angel Dust.

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Copa del Mundo DH 2023: Val di Sole, videos, muchos videos

Con un finde de por medio para respirar y recuperarnos de Leogang el circo del descenso se traslada a Italia a la mítica “Black Snake” de Val di Sole. Este circuito ya está perennemente grabado a fuego en la mente de todos los corredores como uno de los más técnicos y con más desnivel de cada temporada. Las raíces enormes surten el efecto deseado de “serpientes negras” y una lluvia aquí puede ser…

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AWWW I just read your Val & Vox with a little girl and its so so cute!! Can I maybe request a one shot of Vox as a girl's dad too? Like his daughter in life getting to hell in her late teens, and now Vox has to deal with the change in taking care of her because he only knew how to take care of her as a child before he died. Thank youu 💖💙

This request. Could have gone in SO MANY FUN WAYS! Let me know your feedback and thoughts! Enjoy- I can do a part two if you like it!!

I downed my tenth cup of coffee and adjusted myself in my chair. My head pounded and I hoped that just a few more drops of the life-giving liquid would keep the exhaustion at bay long enough to get this project done. I hit the call button on the intercom in my office.

“Charles! Another cup!” 

Ten seconds. Enough of a break. I turned my attention back to the document on my computer. 

My assistant brought in another cup right away. “Ms. Reader, don’t you think you’re getting carried away?” 

“I said coffee. Not lip. Order me a raspberry mocha from the shop down the street and have it here in exactly twenty minutes.” I responded as I continued to type. 

He bowed his head. “As you wish. Mr. Vox asked for an update. What should I tell him?”

I paused for a half a moment. “Tell my Dad it will be ready well before the deadline.” 

I looked back down and continued to type. It had been a month since I first found myself in hell. It took my father no time to locate me- though his reaction wasn’t what I expected. 

“Babygirl, you grew up.” He said as I sat across from him in his perfectly manicured office. A pained expression crossed his face. “Tell me, what did you do in your human life to land you in my office? And so young too…how old are you now? Eighteen?”

Sixteen. I thought to myself. An idea began to form. He didn’t remember my age- that could work to my advantage. After all, acting older than I was was a skill I acquired, and I was more than used to my own independence. I crossed my arms. “Eighteen. I’ve been running your company since I was thirteen.” That much, at least, was true. “What do you think got me here? Your business skills weren’t the only thing I inherited.” 

He sighed. “The same thing that brought me here. Fine.” 

He reached out to touch my face and I jerked away. He was a stranger to me, gone from my life when I was six. My mother tried to keep his company on Earth going, but she didn’t have the business skills I did. And when she passed the company fell to my hands with contingencies. Overnight I became the voice- the face of the company, running between me and the board. 

When I passed she was the first person I looked for. Not that I thought I’d find her- and I was right. She went up, and we went down. My dad and his company found me shortly after, and I wasn’t in the slightest surprised to find he was as much of a go getter down here as he was when he was alive, the sole owner of VoxTech. 

But as I sat in his office across from him, memories of him in life blossomed. Soft words. Snuggles. Hugs and kisses. All the comfort that was ripped away the day he left us, left me. 

“You’re going to need a place,” he continued. “A place to stay. A job. I can give you all those things. Keep you safe.”

My other option was the streets of hell. An unappealing choice at best. And so, I accepted the role he offered and the responsibilities that came with it. I was determined to show my father that I was a hardworking girlboss, worthy of his faith in me. 

“And send,” I said aloud as I finished the final drop of my mocha. My head felt fuzzy and my chest definitely buzzed but it was worth it. I opened my inbox. The time on the clock read ten- I had finished with several days to spare. Might as well keep going. 

I didn’t remember falling asleep, but the next thing I knew I startled awake to the feeling of a hand on my wrist. 

“Hey, hey baby girl. Take a deep breath, it’s just me.” My dad said. 

I shifted and realized he had covered me with his jacket. I tried to sit up and realized I wasn’t in my office anymore. Instead, I laid on the couch in his.

Fuck. The project. Did I submit it?

“Wh-what time is it? I’m late, I still need…” I sat up.

Vox pushed me back down. “No. You need to lay down. You’re exhausted and your pulse is really high. The doctor is on his way up to look at you. When was the last time you went home to bed?” 

Three days ago. But I didn’t want to tell him that, so instead I remained silent. Vox let out a soft chuckle. 

“You haven’t changed all that much, have you?” He asked as he smoothed back my hair. “You used to do this when you were little too. Play so hard you fell asleep where you were. I used to pick you up and put you to bed, and you were so exhausted you didn’t wake up.”

“Is that how I got here?” I asked.Throbbing pain pulsed through my skull and I closed my eyes as I pressed my head into my hands. “Ugh, my head hurts.” 

“Yeah. Your assistant found you passed out on your desk around midnight. He called me right away.” He wrapped a blood pressure cuff around my arm and hit a button. “When was the last time you drank water? Or ate anything?” Concern oozed from his voice. “I found like twenty empty coffee cups in your office.”

“I had coffee. I’m good. Lived on it back home. Live on it here.” I winced as the cuff grew tighter on my arm. “I’m fine, Dad.” 

“You’re not. And I want numbers while we wait for the doctor to get here. What were you thinking?” He placed the back of his hand on my head. “Com’on you’re smarter than that.” 

I felt my cheeks flush. “I’m not a child, Dad.”

“Maybe not anymore, but you’ll always be my baby,” he replied calmly. “So will you relax and let me be your dad for a moment?” 

I relented and let him fuss until the doctor came in. Vox stood with his arms crossed until I got the all clear. 

“Just cut down on the caffeine, plenary of fluids, and get a few days of rest, and you’ll be fine in no time,” the doctor said finally. He scribbled a few things on his notepad. “Quick question. How old are you, exactly? Because your father says eighteen, but my records show sixteen.” 

I saw Vox turn to look at me, a mix of fury and annoyance on his face. Shit. He grabbed the clipboard from the doctor and scanned the sheet. Realization flooded his face. 

“Rest and fluids, that I can do,” I said loudly as I pulled myself up to standing. “Dad, you don’t mind if I cut out a few minutes early, do you?”

Vox swallowed and looked at me. “You told me you were twenty.”

“Actually, I said eighteen.” I replied, “not that it matters.”

“Oh, it does matter.” He said, his voice laced with anger. “You lied to me.”

I shrugged. “I’ve been on my own running your company for three years. But anyway, I’m going home, Dad. See you tomorrow.” I went to walk out the door and he caught my wrist. 

“Oh fuck no. You think I’m going to let my teenage daughter waltz out of here after all this? No. You’re coming home with me. End of discussion. And consider yourself suspended from work for the time being. 

I felt myself freeze. “You can’t fire me, this is my job!” 

He laughed darkly. “Oh honey! You work for me. Consider it your punishment for lying to your Boss.” He stood up. “Let’s go. You’re not staying in that apartment by yourself. You’re sixteen.” He shook his head. “You’re sixteen.”

“Then where am I staying?” I asked, crossing my arms as unease flooded through me.

“Home. With me. Where you belong.” He said firmly as he pressed his hand to my shoulder. 

I felt myself deflate but again, seeing no other option, I let him guide me to the elevator. Three floors later, the elevator opened and I followed him into a spacious living room.

“I’ll have your things taken from your apartment and moved into the fourth bedroom,” he said as he gave me the tour. 

“I’ve been on my own for a month in hell, and even longer before then,” I protested. “I know how to live by myself.”

He stopped walking and turned his head. “Then I guess it’s about time you learned how to be a teenager then, hm?” 

Anger flooded through me. “That isn’t fair! Dad!”

Vox gave me a grin. “There. That’s a great start! But seriously, you’re grounded.”

“You can’t ground me!”

He practically puffed himself up. “You’re sixteen and I’m your dad. Of course I can. And you are.” He pushed open the door “and this is your room. You can redecorate as you please.”

I stepped inside. “Wait, this is my room?”

Easily twice the size of my little apartment, the bed alone took up the center of the room. It’s current color scheme was neutral, with huge windows overlooking the city. 

“Yeah, like I said, order whatever you want and I’ll have Velvette…”

“Aunt Velvette?!” I asked, excitement washing over me. 

“You remember her?” He asked in a surprised voice. “Do you remember Valentino too?” He leaned against the doorframe and waited for my reaction. 

I turned around. “Uncle Val? The badass mafia mobster that used to come over and toss me in the pool when you guys got tired of doing it?”

“Hey, who told you he was a mobster?” Vox asked as I continued to look around the room.

“Mom.” 

He sighed. “Of course she did. Well, she wasn’t wrong. But yes. One and the same. We met up in hell and we-“

“Continue to rule together as much as you did in life. Got it,” I replied. “Did you not tell them I was here? In the building this whole time?”

Vox shrugged. “I was hoping to get to know you a bit more before I let them know you were here. But I wanted to give you some time to settle in first. After all, I thought you were an adult. Time…time passes differently down here.”

“Reader? Is that really you?” I heard an excited voice yell from the hallway.

My head turned. I knew that voice. Velvette pushed past Vox and she and Valentino practically ran over to me. 

“Aww, my little Princessa! All grown up I see!” My Uncle Val lifted me up and spun me around like I was five. He kissed me on the forehead and set me down. 

Shock flooded through my body as I looked at them both in their demon forms. Seeing my Dad with a TV shaped head was one thing- it made sense with what he did. Aunt Velvette still looked the same but Uncle Val? He looked…scarily different. Purple skin, sharp teeth. The only thing that stayed the same was his signature heart shaped glasses. 

“Valentino, chill. You spooked her.” Velvette scolded. “It’s been what, how many years?”

“Wait- where is Uncle Al?” I asked 

My father glitched. “We don’t talk about him. Not after what he did to me.” 

“What did he do?” I asked in confusion. 

“Ah, no. Princessa. Baby. You’ll get your daddy all worked up. We don’t want or need that,” Valentino scolded.

I crossed my arms and took a defensive stance. “I’m not five. And I’ve been an adult for a long, long time.” 

“Yeah, why don’t you tell us all about that? Over dinner.” Vox said, slinging his arm over my shoulder. “After all, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a family dinner.”

He didn’t know the half of it.