#velociste

[daniela--anna]

“Lies are sprinters, but the truth runs a marathon.”

Michael Jackson

#curiosity

With over 1 billion copies sold worldwide, Jackson is one of the most successful musical artists with sales comparable only to Elvis Presley and the Beatles.

"Le bugie sono velociste, ma la verità corre una maratona."

Michael Jackson

#curiosità

Con oltre 1 miliardo di copie vendute in tutto il mondo, Jackson è uno degli artisti musicali di maggior successo discografico con vendite paragonabili solo ad Elvis Presley e ai Beatles.

[bones39]

Ci sono molte storie ispiratrici di persone che hanno affrontato la paralisi o il dolore cronico per compiere grandi imprese.

Un esempio notevole è quello di Stephen Hawking, il celebre cosmologo e fisico teorico, che ha continuato a fare importanti contributi alla scienza nonostante la sua battaglia contro la sclerosi laterale amiotrofica (SLA) che lo ha reso paralizzato. Hawking è stato un esempio straordinario di determinazione e intelligenza, dimostrando che la mente può superare molte limitazioni fisiche.

Un'altra storia ispiratrice è quella di Frida Kahlo, l'artista messicana famosa per i suoi autoritratti. Kahlo ha vissuto con dolore costante a causa di un incidente d'auto che ha subito da giovane, che ha lasciato il suo corpo gravemente ferito. Nonostante il dolore e le disabilità fisiche, ha continuato a dipingere opere iconiche che hanno influenzato profondamente l'arte contemporanea.

Inoltre, Rick Hansen, un atleta canadese, ha attraversato il mondo in una sedia a rotelle per sensibilizzare sulle disabilità e raccogliere fondi per la ricerca sulle lesioni del midollo spinale. La sua "Man in Motion World Tour" è stata un'impresa straordinaria che ha ispirato milioni di persone e ha contribuito a migliorare la consapevolezza sulla disabilità.

1. **Nick Vujicic**: Nato senza braccia e gambe a causa della tetra-amelia, Nick Vujicic ha superato le sue sfide fisiche per diventare un motivatore e oratore di fama mondiale. Viaggia in tutto il mondo con il suo messaggio di speranza e incoraggiamento, ispirando milioni di persone a superare le proprie difficoltà.

2. **Wilma Rudolph**: Nonostante fosse stata colpita dalla poliomielite da bambina e avesse perso l'uso di una gamba, Wilma Rudolph è diventata una delle più grandi velociste della storia. Ha vinto tre medaglie d'oro olimpiche nelle Olimpiadi del 1960 e ha infranto numerosi record mondiali, dimostrando che la determinazione può superare qualsiasi ostacolo.

3. **Kyle Maynard**: Nato senza arti inferiori e superiori a causa di una rara condizione chiamata amputazione congenita bilaterale delle estremità superiori e inferiori, Kyle Maynard ha sfidato le aspettative diventando un atleta e un alpinista di successo. Ha scalato il Kilimangiaro e il Monte Aconcagua, dimostrando che la forza interiore può superare qualsiasi ostacolo fisico.

4. **Helen Keller**: Nonostante fosse sorda e cieca fin dall'infanzia a causa di una malattia, Helen Keller è diventata un'icona del coraggio e dell'ottimismo. Ha imparato a comunicare attraverso il linguaggio dei segni e ha ottenuto una laurea, diventando una nota autrice e attivista per i diritti delle persone con disabilità.

5. **Jessica Cox**: È diventata la prima pilota senza braccia al mondo a ottenere la licenza per pilotare un aereo. Nonostante sia nata senza braccia a causa di una rara condizione congenita, Jessica ha imparato a gestire la sua vita quotidiana con i piedi e ha dimostrato che le limitazioni fisiche non devono impedire il raggiungimento dei propri obiettivi.

6. **Bethany Hamilton**: Surfista professionista statunitense che ha perso un braccio in un attacco di squalo all'età di 13 anni. Nonostante la sua disabilità, Bethany è tornata sulle onde e ha continuato a competere con successo nel surf professionale. La sua storia è diventata fonte di ispirazione per molte persone in tutto il mondo.

7. **Arjun Vajpai**: Diventato il più giovane scalatore indiano ad aver raggiunto la cima dell'Everest all'età di 16 anni. Arjun ha affrontato sfide fisiche e mentali durante la sua ascensione, dimostrando che la determinazione e il coraggio possono superare anche le più grandi montagne.

8. **Marlee Matlin**: È diventata la prima e unica persona sorda ad aver vinto un premio Oscar come miglior attrice per il suo ruolo in "Children of a Lesser God". Nonostante sia sorda dalla giovane età, Marlee ha superato le barriere linguistiche e ha avuto successo nel settore cinematografico, diventando un'icona per la comunità sorda.

10. **Jillian Mercado**: È una modella e attivista che ha una forma di distrofia muscolare congenita che la costringe su una sedia a rotelle. Tuttavia, questo non le ha impedito di avere una carriera di successo nel mondo della moda. Ha lavorato con marchi famosi come Diesel e Nordstrom, contribuendo a promuovere la diversità e l'inclusione nell'industria della moda.

11. **Chris Norton**: Dopo un incidente durante una partita di football americano al college che lo ha reso paralizzato dalla vita in giù, Chris Norton ha dimostrato una straordinaria resilienza. Ha fatto grandi progressi nella riabilitazione e ha compiuto il suo primo passo alla laurea, in piedi con l'assistenza, il giorno della sua cerimonia. Inoltre, ha fondato la Chris Norton Foundation per sostenere gli altri con lesioni del midollo spinale.

12. **Zahra Nemati**: È una arciera iraniana che ha subito un grave incidente stradale all'età di 18 anni, che l'ha resa paraplegica. Tuttavia, ciò non ha fermato la sua passione per lo sport. Zahra ha continuato ad allenarsi duramente e ha partecipato con successo alle Olimpiadi, vincendo medaglie d'oro e ispirando milioni di persone in tutto il mondo.

13. **Nicky Abdinor**: È una psicologa e motivatrice sudafricana nata senza braccia. Nonostante la sua disabilità, ha ottenuto una laurea in psicologia e ha fondato la propria azienda di consulenza. Viaggia in tutto il mondo per ispirare gli altri con il suo messaggio di speranza e autostima, dimostrando che non ci sono ostacoli più grandi della tua mente.

[personal-reporter]

Storie delle Olimpiadi: Wilma Rudolph, veloce come una gazzella

Wilma Rudolph, tra le più forti velociste americane, nacque a Clarksville il 23 giugno 1940,  in una famiglia molto povera. Ventesima di ventidue figli, Wilma nacque prematura, nei primi anni contrasse contemporaneamente polmonite e scarlattina e poco dopo le fu diagnosticata la poliomielite, al punto che rischiò di perdere un arto inferiore. Continue reading Storie delle Olimpiadi: Wilma…

[dinamicus]

He was far superior to the rest and a born velocist. That is why his driving style later differed so much from Alain Prost, who was more thoughtful or worked the races with strategy. Ayrton in a competition was going as fast as in the classifications, which is the moment with the highest speed throughout the weekend. Doing the best qualifying time obsessed him. For example, after marking his record, he entered boxes and if he saw that someone had lowered his time, he would quickly return to the track to improve it. He had to show that he was the fastest. That is why he made so many poles in F-1 and his record (65) was only broken by Michael Schumacher so many years later (2006) and with more races than Senna. He was almost unbeatable

-Victor Rosso, from this article in Infobae

[glastocycles]

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[livsoulsecrets]

I’m totally obssessed with Lauren Ridloff’s talent. I’ll literally believe anything she plays, is she an immortal velocist that kills monsters? I’ll buy that. Is she fighting zombies and living a nightmare trapped in a house with them outside? Yep I’ll watch it. Is she a sign language teacher? I mean she really was but I love that role too.

Anyway she’s amazing, totally won me over

[niagaragrape]

what if koi's kit was entirely around parkour instead of being a velocist

[miss-choco-chips]

The dangers of sugar coating

Dick tries to give his little brother nice things (and fucks up), Tim is paranoid (and too tired to think clearly), and Damian thinks they might actually be a good team (while they plot Santa Claus’ downfall).

(Beacuse @animemangasoul and I decided we’ve been too rough with Tim lately, so I tried to give him some batfamily fluff. Somewhere along the way I fucked up and ended with this. No edit, pure crack)

-----.------

-Before I tell you anything, you need to promise me you won’t get mad.

The Bruce of ten years ago, new to parenting and oblivious to its dangers, would have done his best to emulate any ‘How to be a good Dad- guide for new, utterly lost fathers’ book. Now, though, tired after raising Dick to semi-adulthood and still hurting over Jason’s… Jason, he knew better. Life had toughtened him up.

So he didn’t raise his eyes from his newspaper, and gave into the urge of sipping his coffee before humming under his breath. Not even the slightest show of acceptance over those terms.

If Dick was asking that, instead of hiding whatever this was or dealing with it himself, it meant the situation was either out of his control, bound to make its way to Bruce eventually, or both. 

Probably both.

-Come on, B, just promise you won’t get all passive aggressive bitch on me. I did it for the greater good...

Another hum.

However, Dick has spent the same amount of time learning under his guide than he had raising him, so the younger was bound to develop some of his own tactics.

-...and I did it because Tim obviously needed it, so…

Warning bells ringing in his mind, Bruce gave up and shoot Dick a look. He didn’t seem overly guilty, so whatever this was, it probably wasn’t irreversible. But he was also shifting his weight from one leg to the other nervously, so… there was a catch here.

-What did you do?

-You didn’t promise.

-I won’t take your allowance away, but I may yell. It depends on how convincingly you make your case -compromise, he had learned after many, many mistakes, was as good a plan as any. 

-Deal -then, quickly, like ripping off a bandaid:- I might have made Tim slightly more neurotic than he was. On accident.

The bells turned into firefighter’s sirens. 

-What did you do?

They have had the fifteen year old living in the mannor for a few weeks at most. They couldn't possibly have already broken him, right?

Right?

Dick winced, but sat down by Bruce’s left (the side closest to the dining room’s window), which meant this was the only issue, but a hard to explain one.

-You see… We were talking, bonding over childhood memories and stuff, and… you know how christmas is just around the corner, and I asked him about Santa. I mean, obviously he doesn’t believe in that now, but the thing is, he never did.

-He’s too smart for that -growled Bruce, impatiente to get to the point and figure out just how much damage control would he be doing.

-No, his parents were too shitty. They were never there on Christmas, so no gifts under the tree unless he put them there himself, and whenever that happened, it was because his parents sent them and he wrapped them himself. Also no surprises, because he was the one asking for specific stuff. And I got a little sad, because how can a kid never believe in Santa? Like, come on. It’s part of the concept of childhood innocence. So...

Bruce waited a few beats, but Dick didn’t follow up. See, this was the moment where his parenting books would suggest waiting until the kid was good and ready for sharing his thoughts. But, since this was his younger child at stake here, he couldn't allow himself the luxury of letting a single second go.

-And? -he prompted, as gently as he could, trying not to spook Dick into abandoning ship.

-And I sort of… convinced him that Santa was real. Like, a full out super powered meta whose purpose in life was to bring joy to all of us. I texted Barbara and she planted some old looking reports on the batcomputer about it, to give credibility to the lie. I even drew parallels with Batman being thought of as a myth outside of Gotham to support the ‘Santa is real, people just don’t believe in him’ thing. And, after some hours of convincing and with Babs’ help, he bought it. So now, if Tim approaches you about it, you better back me up, because otherwise you would be ruining the last vestige of innocence Tim might still keep. Downside, though, Tim is now holed up in his bedroom searching the deep web for any Santa related info he can get his nerdy little paws on.

Silence in the room. Dick blurted out a goodbye and jumped out of the window. Bruce didn’t get up to check if he had landed safely on the other side. He probably had. 

Tired, he looked down at his coffee. Black, just like he needed it now.

He should have stopped at zero children.

----.----

Cassie watched, with no small amount of unholy glee, as Tim thoroughly convinced both Kon and Bart of Santa’s existence. One a clone with little social understanding and the other from a very dark future, they were unsurprisingly easy to convince.

This was the kind of hilarious shit that made being in a superhero team worth it. All the life and death situations were balanced out by this kind of drama-like absurdity.

Even better was Tim’s completely fucked up perspective on the matter.

-So you’re saying Santa is not only real, but a deranged psychopath? Who’s probably both a pedofile and a mind controlling scumbag? -Kon tilted his head, both confused and esceptic.

Cassie did her utmost best to keep a straight face while nodding along, as if everything Tim had laid down in front of them made perfect sense. 

-I thought it was stupid, too. But Dick showed me evidence, old reports, both handwritten and digital, and I found footage of Santa sneaking into the Manor when he was still young, deeply buried in the Batcomputer mainframe.

-Couldn’t that video be, you know… made up? -Bart asked, frown unusual on him firmly in place.

-If it was anywhere else? Sure. But this is The Batcomputer we’re talking about. Why would Batman have that kind of thing there? It was too heavily protected to be placed there as decoy for anyone hacking, not like they could ever get over Oracle’s firewalls. Besides, what reason would Batman have to invent this? I’m fifteen, I don’t need the ‘Santa fantasy’. The only believable answer is that Santa is real and very dangerous, and some people have taken his name for capitalism’s sake and made a holiday out of that and some religious backing, to get more people roped up into it. The true mastermind is obviously hiding somewhere out there, and the Christmas propaganda is merely a means to get funding for his devious plots.

Both metas hummed thoughtfully, Superboy even crossing his arms as he examined the pile of photos and papers Tim had laid out in front of them. Bart was nodding, hand cupping his jaw. The looked dead serious.

Cassie wanted to excuse herself to use the toilet (lead lidden because this was Gotham, specifically Tim’s secret place, so of course it was super-proof) so she could laugh her ass off, but the temptation of seeing this trainwreck to its fiery end was too strong. 

It was taking up all of her amazonian training to keep her straight face, though. Diana would be so proud.

-I even searched the deep web for Santa related crimes, and looked up his name in disturbing forums. You wouldn't believe what some people, serial killers and rapists both, do using Christmas as a theme. I couldn't sort through it all, it was that sick.

Kon looked utterly disturbed- So what do we do now? Christmas is just around the corner!

Bart got up and started pacing back and forth- We need to hunt this dude down. Christmas is about goodness and family! We can’t let this, this… psychopath ruin it! Think about the children of the world!!

Oh god, this was getting even better.

-But how? The man sounds like a velocist of some kind, I mean, running and leaving gifts everywhere in the world in the span of a few hours? How are we even gonna catch him?

-Maybe if we dress up as Elves? -Cassie couldn't stop herself from suggesting, voice choked in her effort to be serious, but most likely interpreted by the boys as clogged up on rage- From what Tim wrote here -she raised a paper from the pile, hand shaking- it looks like they are his mind-controlled slaves. If he thinks we ran from his captivity, he might take us to the North Pole with him to brainwash us again… Oh, but I probably shouldn't dress up, so you know, I can be back up if he manages to catch you three…

-That’s a great idea! -Bart’s skinny arms wrapped themselves around her neck, and she took the chance to hide her face in his mane of hair, corners of her mouth twitching up.

-Should I also record it? -she asks, almost begging- In case people don’t believe us later, when we have to explain why we imprisoned Santa.

-Yes, I think that might be wise -Tim conceded, eyes scanning his papers again.

Thank the gods. That tape was going to be Cassie’s most precious treasure forever.

-I think he has a way of controlling people’s minds too. Like, parents and stuff. And then he makes them be the ones to give his children gifts in his name, as a way of gaining their trust. Sick fucker.

-So you think it’s a kinky thing for him?

-Kon, he literally categorizes kids as ‘good’ or ‘naughty’. 

-You are right, we need to stop this bastard.

Cassie loved her boys so, so much. She also owed Dick Grayson the biggest high five.

----.----

Red Hood was just lighting up a cigarette when he saw Red Robin making his way to his rooftop. Cursing, he dropped the entire thing and kicked it away. The brat knew Jason smoked, but Dick had been on his ass lately about being a good brother, and he still felt kinda bad about trying to kill the kid twice, so he was actually trying to set a good example. 

Besides, out of the two possible little brothers to take under his wing, he certainly drew the lucky ticket, because while Dickie had gotten stranded with the pompous brat, Jason had the all around good kid circling his radar more often than not. Like, Tim had broken him out of prison, a little after Jason had done his best to end his life; he couldn't get more forgiving and nice than that. It certainly beat making a murder League child let go of his katana on a nightly basis.

-I need your help.

He blinked. While they certainly had worked cases together in the past, they were always preluded by some kind of smalltalk,  little banter, at least a ‘hello’. Not this straight to the point bullshit.

He had the urge to take out his guns, to protect them both of any threat following Red Robin here. He refrained.

-What’s the matter, babybird? What’s wrong?

Tim looked almost frazzled. The cowl was hanging around his neck, just a domino preserving his identity, and his hair was a knotted mess. Disveleshed was too little a word for his state.

-We need to make a plan to catch Santa Claus before Christmas this year. His reign of terror must end. It’s still not too late.

Yeah, okay, he might need that cigarette after all, to hell with Dick’s bitching. Besides, how bad of a influence could that be, when this kid was obviously already on some kind of drugs? Like, Santa? Really?

-What… do you mean?

What followed was an hour long rant on the dangers of a super powered, evil version of the myth that Tim had somehow cooked up on his mind.

Was this real? The kid looked far too distraught for a joke.

-… Does Nightwing know about this? -whatever ‘this’ was- Bats?

Tim shook his hands frantically. Jason was legit getting worried.

-N was the one who told me about Santa -there, he knew this smelled like a Golden Boy trademark fuck up-, but he seems to be under his spell. Bruce as well. They tried to convince me he is some kind of good-hearted samaritan. Jason -he stated, breaking the no names during patrol rule, a show of just how deep into the rabbit hole he was- you wouldn't  believe what I found on the deepweb. Joker’s yearly special seems tame in comparison.

That, Jason could believe. But he was also fairly sure you could type about any word in the darkest side of the net, and find half a dozen kinky or deranged things that matched. Santa-temed crimes? More likely than anyone would believe. Real life Santa doing the deed? Not so much.

Tim had been too young when Dick lied to his face, most likely. And nowadays, the young vigilante was running on three hours of sleep on a good week. And it wasn’t even too far fetched to believe, on their line of business, specially when dealing with metas and supervillains day in and day out.

Still…

-Kid, I don’t know how to tell you this, but… Santa isn’t real -he told him, slowly, hands raised as if to touch his shoulders but not daring to actually make contact. Tim looked so manic he might actually nerve strike him.

The icy blue eyes were hidden under his mask, but Jason knew from the way he tensed that Tim was terrified.

-He got to you, too -he whispered, almost too softly for him to hear. Then, without giving Jason the chance to inquire further, he turned tail and disappeared into the night.

....

He really needed that cigarette.

----.----

When Drake told the family he was taking Damian under his wing for a case, everyone seemed so happy he couldn't just shoot the other man down. Besides, reluctant as he was to admit it, Red Robin was the superior detective in the entirety of the team, so there would be rewards for taking the blow to his pride and working with him.

He expected to be directed through some easy case, maybe a little puzzling but not too challenging. Or be sidelined while Drake worked through things, so he could learn by example.

This, though, this he hadn’t foresaw.

This case was way more serious.

-How come Father has allowed this depravancy to continue?! -exclaimed Damian, hands gripping the sheets of information tightly- This ‘Santa’s’ influence has been permitted to cement on too many people already! And it keeps growing!

-I know. Fuck, I know. But I can’t get anyone to help me. My team knows, but sadly we aren’t enough. Bruce and Dick don’t believe me, and neither does any other hero I contacted on the matter. It’s just like when B was missing in time; they either think I’m crazy, or try to sugarcoat things, like they would with a baby.

Damian snorted, disbelieving. Whatever his opinion might be on his predecessor, he at least knew to trust his insight in a case. Grandfather himself had recognized his genius on that field.

They were on Drake’s perch, his center of operations outside of Batman’s influence. He would never admit it out loud, but if Damian ever needed his own batcave, it would be just like this one. 

Now, the long table in front of him was completely covered in information, case reports, photos taken from live footage, deepweb forums’ conversations, history books…

-And you say this… monster, targets children?

-I mean, he brainwashes the parents too, but that seems like a plot to both increase his economic funds and to gain the children’s trust.

-How are you so sure they are his objective?

-The parents tell their children Santa is ‘always observing them’, and ask if they ‘have been good’ that year. If they aren’t perceived as obedient, Santa leaves them coal, which incentives them to do their best to change that by next year’s christmas. 

-Maybe the coal and gifts have mind control devices, or some magic?

-My thoughts exactly.

Damian frowns even deeper. He’s glad Drake is taking his detective training seriously, but if father himself is being deceived, he wonders what can the two of them (plus Drake’s team) do.

-What about Todd? Red Hood is proclaimed as Saint Protector of Children in Crime Alley, after all. He certainly has opinions about this ‘Santa’ person. 

Timothy shakes his head- He got Jason too. I suspect he’s been under his control ever since he was a child at the manor. 

-So, we are alone in this.

-Essentially, yes. Thankfully, not everyone celebrates christmas. Some religions flat out forbid it, so we won’t have as much ground to cover when we lay out a trap. We could choose a close by location and plan around it. 

He nods, back straight with purpose. He -and Drake, he supposes- would be freeing Father and Grayson, along with the rest of the victims, from this madman’s control. Maybe even Todd, if he has the time.

-I’m with you on this endeavor, Drake.

-Good. Remember we need to act natural in front of the family. If Santa catches wind of what we’re doing, he might focus his efforts in getting to us. 

Damian wants to say to let him come, he would show him why it's a bad idea to mess with his family. But Drake is, admittedly, the superior detective, and it seems he’s been working on this for a long time now. Damian will defer to his judgement this one time.

Drake’s superior knowledge and Damian’s unrivaled training might be what’s needed to orchestrate this ‘Santa’s’ downfall.

They will be a good team, he thinks.

[lucian-valken]

Can we agree that this is one of the best scenes of a velocist? . . #TheFlash #Flash #EzraMiller #BarryAllen #JusticeLeague #ZackSnyderJusticeLeague #ReleaseTheSnydersCut #ReleaseTheSnyderVerse #TheSnyderCut #ZackSnyder #WB #WalterHamada #RayFisher #JasonMomoa #HenryCavill #ForAutum #Superman #Aquaman #GalGadot #WonderWoman #DCEU https://www.instagram.com/p/CMzcJ2Vjibi/?igshid=1dk9fsrukno1w

[wickedhexedwitch]

-Ugh... Move over, Maximoff. Logan will kill us if he knows we are wasting our time on the Danger Room.

-Just one kiss, Kinney, you know you love me.

-I would love you to focus on training...

X crossed her arms under her chest and rolled her emerald green eyes before setting them on her teammate.

His smug smile almost made her grin. But she would never let him know.

-One kiss and we get back to work?

-Sure thing, Laura. Unless you beg for more...

The velocist then moved towards her but before he could kiss her lips, she turned her face so his lips would reach her cheek.

She closed her left eye and let a half smile show on her face, smile she controlled before he moved backwards.

-Happy now, Silver?

-As I can be.

Pietro winked at her and dashed towards the control room to restart the training session, then and only then, Laura laid a hand on her cheek as a warm smile crossed her face.

I forgot how much I liked this (totally crack) ship...

[goddessofmadnessheiress]

The multiverse is wonderful – A Flash fanfic

Fandom: The Flash

Pairing: Barry Allen x reader; Carlos Valdes x reader;

Request: Anonymous asked:

Summary: You are accidentally send to the Flash universe and now you need to explain to the characters how you know what is going to happen while trying to find a way of going back to your own dimension.

Warnings: Spoilers for season two of The Flash; Mentions of Savitar and sad Barry;

Words: 4033

Notes: Maybe some scenes are wrong but it is being a while since I watched this season. And I changed the request a little bit because I only write for season one and two of Flash (as I said in Characters I Write For).

(Y/e/c): your eyes’ color; (Y/n): your name; (Y/l/n/): your last name; (y/n/n): your nickname;

             You don’t know what happened. In one moment you were talking with Stephen Amell and in the other everything went black. You can’t feel your body; you can’t hear your thoughts. Everything is still black.

               And then there is light.

               So strong that you can’t open you eyes properly. The flashlight is aimed at your face. You blink sometimes till your surrounding enters in focus. And then you see Grant, Danielle and Carlos bending over you.

               You smile at your friends but they don’t return it. Truly, they seem confused with your presence. And this makes your stomach turn, you try to sit up in the bed you are laying but Danielle’s cold hand stop you from doing so.

               You look around and you find yourself in the studio which imitates STAR Labs. You shake your head. You probably have fainted in the middle of the recording and they laid you in the stretcher.

               But if you are in the studio where are the cameras? Or the rest of the staff? Or even Stephen that you were talking just minutes ago? How long have you fainted?

               “Carlos, baby.” You call your boyfriend, who is occupied with a tablet in hands, and he doesn’t look in your direction.

               “Who is Carlos?” Grant asks with a worried expression. Why is he in fully Flash clothes?

               “C’mon Grant, you know who is Carlos. You two are best friends.” You answer pointing to Carlos, who now is looking at you confused.

               “Who is Grant?” The green eyed man asks you. “My name is Barry, and he is Cisco.”

               “Oh no. Not again with this stupid joke!” You scream trying to stand up but Danielle hands clued in your shoulders don’t let you move a single muscle. “Dani let me go!”

               “I think she hits her head when she fainted.” Danielle simple says and you roll your eyes. Why are they putting a prank on you? It is not April 1th yet. Or it is? You are a little dizzy and lost track of time.

               “Where is Stephen?” You ask simply but before you can say anything a loud sound of interference interrupts you and them a siren fills the small room you are in. In the little screens in the wall close to you is possible to see a big and black figure in front of the gates.

               “Flash.” Zoom’s distorted voice can be heard on the speakers. It fills your brain in the worst way. A shiver run down your spine making you feel trapped in a big and endless nightmare.

               Why is Zoom in the fifth season of The Flash? Is he back? Is this some kind of flash back or they called Teddy to prank you? ‘Maybe is Stephen in the clothes.’ You think to yourself. ‘Yeah, maybe it is.’

               You see Grant running in the doors’ direction. But it is so fast that you almost don’t see it, if you didn’t knew he was going to confront Zoom you wouldn’t look at his direction. All the papers fly around and Carlos is left looking for his friends.

               Wait… All the papers fly? You almost can’t see him? How is Grant running in this speed? The Flash’s runs are a special effect. Only a metahuman could run this fast. Truly, only Flash could run this fast…

               “Oh my God! “ You scream and the two left in the room look in your direction. You have fallen in the TV show. How? You have no idea but here you are. “Barry no!” You scream but it is already too late.

               You look in the wall direction just to see a red suit stopped in front of the black and big figure from before. They run so fast around the building that they let you confuse. You want to throw up but you can’t.

               When you see Zoom lifting Barry on the air and his knees meeting Barry’s back you jump from the stretcher to the ground screaming so loud that you can’t even hear the echoes of your own scream.

               You feel your eyes watering and soon enough you face is red and wet with all your tears. “Save him.” This is all you can ask before Cisco starts running in Barry’s rescue while Caitlin knee before you and try to clean your face.

               “Are you okay?” Caitlin asks you with concern in her tone. She probably thinks that you are crazy. You shake your head and look in her brown eyes. You feel your heart heaving; you knew this was going to happen with Barry.

               But you thought all was just a big prank on you. Now Barry is drastic hurt and you could have stopped all of that before it even happened. You start subbing in Caitlin’s shoulder.  

               “This is my entire fault.” You answer between subs and waves of tears. Her soft expression instantly turns in one of confusion and then worry again. She definitely thinks you are crazy or hallucinating because you hit your head when fainted. “I should have stopped him.”

               “What are you talking about?” Caitlin asks with concern for you mental health being.

               “I should have stopped Barry before he confronted Zoom.” And then an expression of fear and worry takes the beautiful features of Caitlin. ‘Now she is wondering how I know about Zoom.’ Your brain warns you with fear of the consequences of talking too much.

               “How…” But before Caitlin finishes her statement Cisco enters carrying Barry, who can’t walk with his own feet, and the Latin boy starts shooting for help.

               Caitlin leaves you on the ground trying to catch your breath and stopping your crying. You stand with difficulty and you are ready to run in Barry’s direction to help him stand when Iris enters the room.

               You feel your heart heaving more and your throat closing. You feel the water coming back to your (y/e/c) eyes. How will you explain everything to her? You hear fast steps approaching and then Joe is by the side of his daughter.

               Harry, the doctor Wells from Earth- 2, comes running into the room from another part of the building and his faces goes pale when he sees Barry on the other side of the room. Why everyone decide to show at once?

               “What happened?” Joe and Harry ask at the same time. The first one’s tone is filled with concern with his adopted son while the second is angry as if Barry done something really wrong.

               “Zoom happened.” You answer without thinking. And at the sound of your voice everyone’s eyes are clued on your small figure. You gulp, maybe you should have being quiet.

               Joe, Iris and Harry seem to only acknowledge you now after hearing you voice. Joe looks at you suspected while Harry looks at you surprised. Despite that you don’t feel uncomfortable. What makes your stomach turns is Iris’s stare.

               Her dark eyes never leave your figure and you are almost sure she didn’t blinked at all. You can’t decipher her facial expression but you can feel the fire emanating from her eyes. Is she jealous of you? Why she would be jealous?

               Your (y/e/c) follows the direction of her stare and you look down at yourself. That is when it hits you. You are with one of Grant coats except that it isn’t really his, it is from his character. That means you are using one of Barry’s coats in the real universe of Flash and in Iris’s mind that could only mean that the two of you are together.

               “Who is she?” Iris asks looking in Barry’s direction, who looks at her just as confused as the rest of them, but she seems to not notice it because her stare is quickly on you again.

               “I’m (Y/n). (Y/n) (Y/l/n).” You say smiling but none of them returns it and you sigh looking at your own feet. ‘This will be hard to explain’ you think to yourself. “And I’m not from this dimension.” You say raising your head when you have the courage to do so.

               “Are you from Earth 2?” Cisco questions you excitedly and Caitlin elbows him. You are successful suppress a laugh. Barry shakes his head confused and his strong stare stops on you. It is hard to divert your eyes from his green ones.

               “Not exactly…?” Your voice fails you and it sounds more like a question than an actual answer.  “Truly, I don’t know from which Earth I’m from.” You say shaking your head disappointed with yourself. “But in my dimension you guys aren’t real.”

               “What you mean by not real?” Joe asks moving closer to you and you instantly take a step back till your back hits the stretcher behind you. Harry is already by Barry’s side in this moment of the conversation while Iris refused to move a single muscle.  

               “I mean that you are only characters from a TV show.” You say shyly. “Where I came from the metahumans are just sci-fi from HQs.”

               “That is how you know about Zoom?” Caitlin asks you and you shake your head in a ‘yes’ motion while biting your lips.

               “Truly, Zoom is the villain for season two and they are already recording season five.” You then explain to them about the TV show called ‘The Flash’ that they are from, how you met the actor who portraits Cisco and how the two have fallen in love and start dating.

               “Are we a couple in your earth?” Cisco questions you with a huge smile on his face.

               “Sort of. I’m dating Carlos for two months now.” You answer showing him the alliance he gave you two weeks ago.

               “This Carlos’s guy is lucky.” Cisco says while Caitlin elbows him and Barry tries to hit his head but he stops in middle act when a scream of pain leaves his lips.

               “I forget this happened.” The velocist says sadly. You finish your explaining of why you thought that everything was a prank and how when you realized it wasn’t it was too late to help Barry.

               “So… Do you know why Barry isn’t healing?” Caitlin asks while you are looking in Iris’s direction that now seems more relaxed with the fact the coat you are using isn’t Barry’s, or at least it isn’t Barry’s in your earth.

               “Yes. Barry lost his velocity.” You answer and Cisco laughs at you. You feel your heart broking; it is hard to see the replica of your boyfriend not believing you. You look at Barry’s direction, which is looking at his friend with a disappointed look too. “Do you not believe me? Ask Barry to vibrate himself.”

               That is when all eyes lands on the boy. He tries to vibrate his hand but nothing happens. He tries again but gets the same result as before. So he looks at you in disbelieve. And you smile sadly at him.

               “How did you know?” He asks.

               “I told you. I already watched all of this. Now you are not feeling your legs but I promise you that you will be alright.”

               “Can you help us with Zoom?” Iris talks to you by the first time and you smile at her.

               “I think so. But I need to go back home, for Carlos and my family.” You answer looking at your hands reposing in your lab. And then a bigger hand interlocks with your smaller ones.

               “You help us defeat Zoom while we try to figure out a way of sending you back.” Barry promises with his green eyes locked with you (y/e/c) ones. You look back to your interlocked fingers. Your (y/s/t) stands out of his white fingers. That is the moment when you realize that he is paler than you remember Grant skin tone to be.

               ‘But he isn’t Grant (Y/n). And Cisco isn’t Carlos too. You don’t know any of them and they don’t know you.’ Your brain remembers you this little fact that you seem to always forget in this hour or so you have being here.

               “Deal.” You answer looking in Joe’s direction who smiles that you with some way of hope mixed with relief. Now his son has a chance against that abomination from Earth 2.

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               You have being in the STAR Labs for days now. You almost forget that you aren’t from this world. The Flash team treats you like you always have being one of them and not a woman who appeared at their door some days ago calling them by strange names because you are from some different dimension that they never existed.

               You still don’t know how you traveled the time and space and emerged in the Flash universe but Cisco is working on that. The boy is confused of why his metahuman powers hadn’t warned him of you appearing and Caitlin is trying to calm him down of one of his rage quits on the other room.

               You look over your shoulder and see Caitlin hugging Cisco against her chest. Your heart seems to tighten in your own ribcage. You know that Cisco and Caitlin don’t have a thing but you are afraid that your mere presence in this universe can change things.

               You know Cisco isn’t your boyfriend, Carlos is. But seeing him, a guy who looks a twin of your boyfriend, flirting with every girl, especially one who is identical to your best friend, is as hard as seen Carlos doing it. You feel betrayed by the two people you should trust the most.

               You are organizing the paper on Caitlin’s desk when you feel something on your knee but before you can understand what is happening you feel your own body falling till hit something warn and strong.

               You look over your shoulder just to see Barry face on resting on it. He is smiling a big and cute smile for you. You turn in his lap as much as you can because his arms around your waist are too strong for any proper movement.

               “What are you doing?” You ask while he tries to move around the wheel chair with only one hand. Barry isn’t healing as you remember him doing on the TV show but he decided that it isn’t a problem since he could sit you in his lap and move the two of you around in the laboratory.

               “You seem sad so we are walking or rolling a little.” He answers you playing with his own critical situation.

               “You shouldn’t be carrying me like this Bar.” You say but he lets a kiss on your right check.

               “But I want to.” He answers whispering in your ear while his face moves away from your shoulder to kiss the back of it. As you discovered that you didn’t have a house in this dimension Caitlin and Iris borrow you some clothes but you are still using Grant’s coat. “Have I already told you that you look amazing in this coat?”

               “You just say that because it looks like your own coats Bar.” You answer trying to get up but his strong arms pull you closer to his warm chest. You know this seem wrong because you already have a boyfriend but it feel so right. Carlos isn’t one of PDA and Barry is exactly the opposite.

               Every time the green eyed man has a chance of hugging you or holding you close to him he will do it. And the fact that the replica of your boyfriend doesn’t appear to feel the same for you just makes it easier to forget the right or wrong or the different dimension. And that makes you more attracted for Barry and his affection. Apparently the only thing that makes a future with him impossible is Iris and her jealousy.

               Talking about the devil…

               Iris enters the room and her dark eyes instantly stop on the two of you. She looks at you with fire in her eyes because you are in Barry’s lap. You know they stay together and have a beautiful daughter together. And that is another reason you don’t want to interfere because you still don’t know how your presence can affect this timeline.

               But you feel that Barry needs someone and apparently he is sure you are this someone. You probably already have changed the timeline but you are sure you still can make it go back to the original patch you know. So you jump from Barry’s embrace and he makes a sound of complain when the coldness of the room hits him.  

               “(Y/n)?” Iris calls you and you go in her direction. “Can I talk to you please?”

               “Yes of course.” And then you follow her till the two of you are outside of the Cortex. “What is it?” You ask smiling when she makes a stop far away of the room you two just left.

               “Are you planning in going back?” She asks.

               “Yeah. I think my plans hadn’t changed.”

               “Do you realize Barry is a good person, don’t you?”

               “Yes.”

               “Someone who deserves happiness.”

               “I couldn’t agree more with you.”

               “He is attached with you. And this can’t happen.”

               “What do you mean?”

               “Don’t you see he is falling for you? And he will be devastated when you will need to leave.” She says. “Because of you. Please don’t let his hopes of you loving him up.”

               And then she turns in the elevator direction and goes away leaving you alone in the cold corridor. You shake your head. You are not playing with his feeling, are you? You can hear Barry’s wheel chair getting close to you.

               “Where is Iris?” Barry asks you but he soon changes subject when he see your expression. “What happened? What she has said to you?” He says pulling you to his lap again and you hide your face in the crotch of his neck.  

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               You are sleeping in Caitlin’s apartment since all of you agreed that a fourth person in Joe’s house could be hard to hide from curious eyes. So you enter the small apartment after your friend.

               You froze in place. This place is ironically too similar to the one that you once divided with Danielle and this takes you back the feeling of nostalgia of the university days. When the two of you would stay up all night giggling and gossiping while warped in each other in her room with an empty bottle of ice cream on the ground.

               And while Caitlin is taking her coat off you run to her and hugs her from behind. Your tears wetting her shirt. She doesn’t make any question when she turns and hugs you back. Caitlin isn’t much fan of hugs but something about you makes her ignore it every time.

               “What happened?” She asks sitting you in her couch.

               “I’m afraid of hurting Barry’s feeling.” You answer moving away of her and opting in hugging your pillow instead.

               “And do you feel the same?”

               “I don’t know. I’m confused.” Your hide your face in your pillow and starts crying again. You feel Caitlin leaving the couch.

               “Lucky of us that I have this.” She says from her kitchen and you look up just to see Caitlin coming back to the living room with a bottle of ice cream and two spoons in hand. She sits by your side and offers you one metallic spoon. “So what you want to watch?”

               “You choose.” You answer smiling while she bents to take the remote control in the small center table. “Have I already told that Danielle and I used to do this?”

               “Danielle? Oh, the me of your earth.” She answers your statement laughing. “Is she your best friend, isn’t she?”

               “Yeah.”

               “Can you have more than one best friend? Because, you are my best friend.”

               “Of course I can.” You say laughing and hugging Catlin stronger this time. “You are my best friend too.”

               “I have never had a friend like you (Y/n/n).” Caitlin hugs you stronger than she ever done before. “So what you say about some cartoon?”

               “Hell yeah!” You answer taking the ice cream from her hands while she puts in some cartoon you have never seen before.

               You guys watched the movie till the end and decided in watching some episodes of a show that Caitlin has being following for some weeks by now. Apparently even the programs on the TV are different for the ones of your earth.

               But this is a good thing because you won’t see anything repeated. After a while the sleep got to you and you fall asleep in Caitlin which is already fast asleep with the remote still in hands. When your eyes close the empty ice cream bottle falls of your hand to the ground without making a sound.

               The night is silent. It seems that the whole city knows that the two of you need a good night of sleep without the chaos of this life of helpers of a famous and cute superhero.

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               You really don’t how or when you guys defeat Zoom because you are too caught in the more than friends but not dating yet relationship that you and Barry have. And soon as Zoom was out of the way you hear that name. That exactly name that makes a shiver run down your spine, that name that makes Barry have sleepiness nights, that name that makes you pray for Iris’s safety.

               But the thing you aren’t expecting to hear leaving the team mouth is that Savitar isn’t looking for Iris but his true target is you. That is the moment you realize that is too late to save the original timeline because you already have changed it too much.

               And it is the same moment when Cisco decides saying the truth he was hiding for weeks.

               “Wait. Have you guys discovered how to send me back weeks ago?” You ask in disbelieve.

               “Yes.” Barry says ashamed with himself. “But you were helping us and I had thought that you would stay after all we passed together.” He says going closer to you and you fall in his arms hiding yourself in his STAR Labs sweater.

               “Yeah.” Iris agreed with Barry what choked you. “But now it is safer if you go back. Savitar can’t reach you in your earth.”

               And that is the reason you are all in the STAR Labs’ basement in front of a big and metallic machine that Cisco passed weeks in. He is in front of the computer screen taping angrily in the keyboard.

               You are in between Barry’s arms. He is hugging you from behind with his chin resting at the top of your head while your hands are resting over his own that keeps you clued to him. He is hugging you as tight as he ever had. He doesn’t want to lose you.

               “It is ready.” Cisco announces after a while. You turn in Barry’s hug and he looks down at you. His green eyes filled with tears as your own and in this moment he dives to you stilling your lips in his soft ones.

               This is the first time he kissed you. He whispers a “Stay please. I love you.” After the heartbroken kiss ended and you two broke apart.  You shake your head, which is clued to his own, cleaning the tears that escaped his eyes while he does the same with you.

               You leave his arms, turns in your wheels and walk in the portal’s direction in this moment a white light opens itself in front of your fragile figure. You look over your shoulder jus to see Harry, Iris, Joe, Caitlin and Cisco looking at you with an expression you can’t decipher and you feel your body shaking with the shiver running down your spine.

               Barry is still in tears and you can understand his expression: He is heartbroken just as Iris predicted weeks ago and that makes your own heart breaks.

It is now or never.

It is your own choice:

Going back or staying.

               You choose your eyes and take a deep breath.

               Your foot in middle air.

               You have chosen to…

[alfaarsenal]

Posterized

[370220]

Lundi 23 sept. Seurre à Chalon sur Saône

On avait oublié de dire qu'on avait un rayon pété à l'arrière donc impossible de réparer nous-mêmes... et personne à Seurre pour le faire... alors c'est parti pour 50 bornes avec la roue voilée, yipee !

Jusqu'à Verdun sur le Doubs, à la confluence du Doubs et de la Saône, on traverse des champs désolés par des petites départementales. En plus la grisaille n'aide pas à casser cette désolation...

Alors on s'arrête en bord de Saone pour grignoter un truc.

Le village de Verdun sur le Doubs est assez beau mais il pluviote alors on trace le long de la Saône... via un petit chemin de halage sympa.

Et puis on arrive rapidement à Chalon direction Decath' pour la réparation et du gaz. On passe par le Pont de Bourgogne bien moins sensationnel que celui de Normandie mais c'est pas un concours !

Bim rupture de stock de rayons et de gaz Primus, c'est vraiment fini les vacances d'été. Intersport pareil... pas étonnant en même temps.

Alors on contacte un velociste dans le centre qui peut réparer si on apporte la roue direct. Laisser le barda au camp, prendre la roue et en avant.

C'est l'occasion de découvrir le centre de Chalon qui est assez chouette bien que désert.

C'est loccaz daller boire un coup aussi en attendant.

La réparation faite et l'axe de la roue resserré, retour au camping, récupérer Marie qui boit une pinte de son côté et aller se pieuter au milieu des énormes campings-car néerlandais et allemands (y'a plus qu'eux dans le secteur...).

[princess-of-the-corner]

Want your opnion on a power: Speedplex

Basically, you have the capability to "copy" other peoples speed into yourself, and keeo adding more and more speed to yourself also. Like a velocist, but kinda better.

Also, you could use all the speed you gained into a single throw of an item, and the item would go with max strength and speed, based on the speed you have accumulated. Unfortunately, this would also zero your speed back to normal

Kinda dope actually.

[sciscianonotizie]

ILMONITO Universiade, nell’atletica due velociste dell’oro ai Giochi del Mediterraneo http://dlvr.it/R73LBJ http://dlvr.it/R73LBJ

[tmnotizie]

SAN BENEDETTO – Si è svolto presso il Campo Scuola di Ascoli Piceno il Campionato Regionale individuale di Staffette valevole come seconda ed ultima fase per i Campionati Regionali di Società di Staffette.

Vittoria della Collection Atletica Sambenedettese nel CDS marchigiano nella Categoria Cadette che hanno pertanto bissato la vittoria del Campionato su pista, ribadendo una leadership indiscussa a livello regionale.

Questo grazie a due secondi posti ottenuti nella staffetta 4 x 100 (Giulia Caucci, Eva Polo, Anthea Pagnanelli ed Irene Pagliarini  le frazioniste) con 51”18, ad un solo centesimo dalle velociste dell’Atletica Sangiorgese  e nella  staffetta svedese ( 200+400+600+800 metri) con Beatrice Costantini al posto di Eva Polo ed un crono di 6’07”13.

I Cadetti, come  già accaduto nel Campionato su pista, sono giunti secondi a livello di classifica alle spalle della Sef Stamura Ancona, laureandosi vice campioni regionali sia nella 4 x 100 con 47”62 grazie ai frazionisti  Davide Mancini, Daniele Silvestri, Daniele Rossi e Luca Patrizi, che nella staffetta svedese  in 5’14”00 con Ivan Damiani al posto di Mancini.

Nella Categoria Ragazzi, eccellente bronzo a livello femminile nella staffetta svedese  con 2’45”43 grazie alle frazioni di Elena Capocasa, Martina Minuto, Alessia Catalini e Sofia Straccia dopo essersi classificate quinte con 58”33 nella staffetta 4 x 100.

Infine, tra i Ragazzi, quinto posto nella 3 x 800 con 8’37”30 ( Ermanno Silvestri, Matteo Collini e Lorenzo Cameli i frazionisti ) mentre sesta piazza sia nella 4 x 100 che nella staffetta svedese per il team composto da Lorenzo Lucidi, Matteo Casalboni, Michele Mazza e Leonardo Chiappini.

Il dato significativo che emerge consiste nel fatto che i tempi ottenuti da tutte le staffette, nessuna esclusa, siano migliorati sensibilmente rispetto a quanto ottenuto in occasione della prima fase svoltasi ad aprile a Porto Sant’Elpidio, a testimonianza del lavoro egregio svolto sia dagli atleti che dallo staff tecnico.