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How to Improve Your Strength for Climbing
Climbing is more than just a sport; it’s a full-body challenge that requires a mix of physical strength, mental fortitude, and technical skills. If you’re looking to enhance your climbing performance, focusing on how to improve your strength for climbing is essential. This guide will walk you through the best exercises, techniques, and tips to build the power you need to conquer tougher routes…
#Balance#bent-over rows#breathing techniques#climber training#climber workout#climbing challenges#climbing exercises#climbing focus#climbing goals#climbing improvement#climbing journey#climbing performance#climbing power#climbing recovery#climbing routine#climbing skills#climbing strength#climbing techniques#climbing tips#core exercises#core strength#dead hangs#dynamic moves#dynamic stretching#Flexibility#foam rolling#forearm endurance#grip strength#grip training#hangboard training
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The musical episode.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#jin guangyao#nie mingjue#Remember jin guangyao: If you do any treachery you will face the wrath of five horses.#When are the horses going to come into play? You'll see.#s2.ep8 had beautiful music... I listened to it on loop while drawing!#Good music to chill out to before you fly into a rage.#This episode really cements how JGY's mind works - It is a matter of long-term outcomes at the sake of nearly everything else.#Morals do not matter to him if the outcome is more favourable.#and at the center of it all - he has learned that the only person he can truly trust is himself.#In turn - the only person his actions benefit are himself.#He will do anything and everything it takes to reach a position of power - not just for the power. But because it means safety.#Because it was something he was denied and the idea of not having control in his life again is unforgivable.#'Happiness' isn't a goal. We are looking at someone still stuck at the bottom of Maslow's hierarchy of needs.#Everything and everyone is a piece in a game. Bonds and friendships are assets. People are dispensable.#He wants to climb for the sake of climbing. He wants praise and recognition because he feels it is deserved. It's all so hollow.#We could go deeper into his psyche on this.#But these are also tags under a comic in which 'evil penis music' is the punchline.
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directly under a pylon ♡
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do endgame progression barriers mean nothing to you, ralph
#legend of zelda#oracle of ages#link#oracle of ages ralph#art closet#I just finished replaying the oracle games#greatly amused by the implication that ralph could have climbed black tower at any point in the game and simply didn't#ralph is the world's slowest speedrunner#random side note but the final fight with veran sure… is#at some point veran is like 'with the powers of darkness at last I can stop time without being in nayru's body' EXCUSE ME??#this never comes up again. and most certainly not during the final boss#why is she turning into a turtle if she has za warudo
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ADAR and GALADRIEL in THE RINGS OF POWER 2.07 Doomed to Die
#tropedit#ringsofpowersource#ringsofpowerdaily#the rings of power#trop#adar#galadriel#trop spoilers#the rings of power spoilers#rj.gif#(climbing the walls and crawling across your ceiling) hey hi hello this has to mean something right#surely they wouldn't bother humanizing him to galadriel only to kill him off an episode later#right??? right????
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dp x dc prompt #36
i’ve seen a lot of prompts about de-aged danny running around gotham from the GIW, and one of the bats find him and practically adopt him on the spot.
what i want to see is a very self sufficient four year old danny that has already been successfully escaping for a while with just some minor help from gotham, and is only found because he’s doing something stupid while running away from someone.
i want danny getting chased by the GIW through the city, and the bats only notice when he tarzan swings by them with laxer fire chasing him.
#dp x dc#danny phantom#danny fenton#dc x dp#crossover#dc universe#dp x dc crossover#writing prompt#writing#batpham#de aged danny#he’s not completely helpless#when i was a child i was already climbing the roof and jumping between mine and the neighbors house#a super powered child?#completely helpless without an adult?#please#he still has most of his memories in most cases too#can’t tell me child!danny wouldn’t kick an adult in their knees and start sprinting at the first hint of trouble#forget getting him to trust you#the first step is catching him#funny
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When people say "match each other's freak" they mean whatever the fuck is happening between Vic and Amanda in the escalation of this improv bit.
#vic's unhinged line deliveries + amanda slowly increasing her character to match#AND THEN THE CLIMBING..... this is why we cant have them together all the time they would be too powerful#smosh#amanda lehan canto#vic michaelis#tommy bowe#tntl#try not to laugh#dropout#(for vic)#angela giarratana
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Nightingale Floors: Floorboards designed deliberately to squeak when stepped on to deter ninjas. Said to sound like chirping birds, or in this case, Casey Junior’s Nebulous Uncle-Dad Turtles.
As a gift to @somerandomdudelmao and myself after that one comment about the little turtles watching Casey Junior clamber on and cling to his “Master/Sensei” figures and having an “Oh he means Dad” moment.
They are having the turtle pile they deserve in the pillow-fort that was demanded when they found out Uncle Tello splurged on an obscene amount of cushions and installed Floor Heating and a Heat Lamp.
#rottmnt#cass fanart tag#Nightingale Floors#somerandomdudelmao#It’s still Bully Leo Hours for scaring everyone#As you can see by Uncle Mikey stealing one of his pillows#and Uncle Tello using the power of Legg to put a foot on it#for extra insult and delayed gratification#and Casey Junior body-slamming him#Casey Junior does have pillows but needed both hands for climbing#yes Uncle Tello did buy color coordinated pillows#yes Uncle Mikey did steal his purple satin ones#no Uncle Tello did not succumb to Puppy Dog Eyes#Uncle Raphs pillows are white on purpose#because they were the biggest available in the sets paired with red blankets#and because Minecraft#he gets a teddy as compensation#rise leo#rise mikey#rise raph#rise donatello#cas fanart tag
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I feel like we as a fandom don't appreciate Luffy's ability to casually balance on the lid of a baby grand like this. The little stick propping that sucker up is putting in some work.
#opbackgrounds#one piece#ch486#monkey d luffy#imagine him climbing on there like a menace#this is some nika imagination power bullshit because that should not be possible
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charismatic former cult leader meets charismatic hero of the people
#in my au where durge looses none of his memories he romances wyll#he’s like FUCK what do I do w/o MY CULT . guess I’ll hitch a ride w the duke’s son and try to climb my way back into power that wY#and then……… romance(?) ensues. it’s complicated#wyll ravengard#baldurs gate 3#the dark urge#wyll/durge#I was gonna say this is Arthur art tho but it works equally well as Karis LMFAOOOO#bg3#bg3 fanart#durge#durge oc#my art#Arthur#OC art
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the wicked powers are going to absolutely be the end of me. You're gonna find me in a ditch somewhere.
#Just leave me there.#I'll climb out eventually#kit herondale#ty blackthorn#dru blackthorn#ash morgenstern#twp#the wicked powers#the last king of faerie#tlkof#the shadowhunter chronicles
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tbh it is incredible how compelling bingge and shen jiu are considering they're characters who ceased to exist as soon as the novel began
#svsss#they're so fascinating to me....#the way the cycle of abuse plays out between them#that post about characters who don't deal with their trauma#whose trauma makes them mean and hateful and unpleasant#that's shen jiu#his trauma and abuse turned him into a monster#and then he turned around and did the same thing to binghe#turning him into the monster that would ultimately kill him#he is the monster shen jiu created#the way they parallel each other is so fascinating to me#people who were kicked and beaten and unloved#and the moment they got some power they took violent revenge on the people who hurt them#they used a pile of bodies to climb to the top#but it wasn't fulfilling once they got there#they were still hollow and hateful and unloved#ough. augh. coughs up blood#thinks about the bingge extra and the shen jiu extra and has to go lie down for a while#AND THEY'RE NOT EVEN IN THE GODDAMN MAIN NOVEL#i mean bingge is for one (1) extremely graphic scene#but shen jiu is fucking dead and gone the moment shen yuan appears#and yet they're SO complex and compelling#because of how they haunt the narrative#and how they are the ugly shadows that trail behind our main characters
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The girls are plottinggggg
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wen chao#wang lingjiao#Realizing she was supposed to have an upper lip mole was a cold slap in the face. So sorry ma'am. I won't forget again.#They are evil dumbass 4 evil dumbass and I think we are all missing out on the sheer potential of the comedy between these two.#They have way too much power and are using it for the wrong reasons - which makes them truly great villains.#And when things don't go their way they become piles of whining sludge.#Wang Lingjiao is forever fascinating to me even though we only get crumbs about her.#She's a servant girl who's greatest asset is her beauty and her attractiveness.#Meaning she's had a life being in the gaze of people with significant positions of power over her.#I can't help but read her childishness and petty tantrums as someone who has finally been given the chance to not feel powerless.#If she was a more virtuous type we might 'like' her more but honestly...I don't think she would have survived to this point.#WLJ has only known power hierarchies her whole life. Probably accused of seduction before she even understood what that meant.#I love contrasting her with mianmian because they have similar(ish) backgrounds but different approaches to moving forwards#But WLJ's story is about flying too close to the sun and mianmian's is about going too close to the water.#Like the sea mist dragging her down into complacency - all the sect powerplays are mandatory to 'go along with' if she wants to climb-#-the social ladder. Yet she is the cautionary tale (and a foil to JGY as well) she leaves before sacrificing her own morals.#Mianmian flies away with her wings only slightly plucked while those who sacrificed everything to reach for the top crash and burn.
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Okay so I'm still in the process of being completely insane about this, but hear me out: Parker!Leverage is the post-transition, post-identity reveal, in-hiding/on the run adult version of Peter Parker.
#leverage#spiderman#parker leverage#peter parker#just. hear me out#'what do i know about teenage girls?' 'you... were a teenage girl?' 'only sort of'#the reflexes#the climbing ability#the strength (she basically dangles tara off a building by her neck with one hand)#this is probably a version of peter who went straight into the system when her parents died#ended up on the streets and then with archie pretty quick after that#didn't get the 'with great power comes great responsibility' lesson until genegrow#I'm unwell about this
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They could've been the best mother-son duo like (after Nagi-Junpei of course).
Neither of them will get better, in fact Junpei will be 100 times worse and will still die.
But imagine if Geto somehow lived through JJK0, kept the cult running, and Junpei joined him(I love my son but he's the perfect target for a cult). It's the battle of the exes between Gojo and Geto with their sopping wet cat sons they picked up off the streets(who are also into each other)
#itajun#junita#satosugu#yoshino junpei#geto suguru#jjk#i've seen SO MANY people hc Junpei with NanaMimi and Geto and like- YES#YES#Apparently Junpei straight up classifies people based on hierarchies a little#except he's on the lowest level of the totem pole and got to climb higher#meeting geto who'll validate him and his powers would be like discovering god for him#idk how he'd escape Mahito but let's PRETEND PEOPLE#truly the teacher-student duo that never could be#junpei tells geto life is meaningless and geto starts preaching about destroying every human ever as the solution
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Prompt: Azula joins Zuko on his Avatar hunt instead of Iroh. I don't know why, I don't know how, but I'm certain to be entertained by whatever follows.
Ozai and Ursa were already dead by the time Iroh arrived home. He stepped from his ship into the palanquin, and rode past the places of their execution, holding the urn of his son’s ashes.
He had no time to entrust them to the Fire Sages before his father summoned him. He brought them along, because this was an easier thing than setting them down. And perhaps Lu Ten’s grandfather would like to see him once more, outside of the family shrine. Iroh would have given anything—
He placed the urn on the floor next to him. It did not kneel when he did. Fire Lord Azulon surveyed him from behind the flames.
“Rise, my son. It is good to have you home.”
They did not speak of Lu Ten. His father had always been a man to look to the flames of the future, rather than the ashes of the past.
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They hanged Ursa, as befitted her attempted crime, and her past station.
They burned Ozai, as befitted his. A child of Agni should always return to the flames.
The children of the traitors had been stricken from the family line. Had been placed in the capital prison; bait for the trap. Azulon was keeping close eye on those who expressed concern for the offspring of regicides. Ozai had expected support for his position; it would be Iroh’s second task to sift through the court, and discard the chaff.
His first task was a more practical resowing. Azulon had already selected a handful of candidates: women of suitable birth and known loyalties. The wedding date had been set, pending selection of the bride.
“Thank you, father,” Iroh said.
Lu Ten held his silence.
* * *
Azula had never liked the servants who’d fussed at her hair and clothes, who’d pulled and tugged until she was perfect, like perfect was a thing outside of her for others to bestow. She only had to look at Zuko to know how far tailored robes and well-oiled hair could take one.
She couldn’t see Zuzu from her cell. Her robes were too cold against the stone and every tug to wrap them tighter just made them worse, she could see it in the guards’ faces, the way they’d stared when she’d first arrived and looked a few days after and now they barely even saw. No one would talk to her, no matter her demands. They didn’t even stop their own conversations anymore; just slid in her food and kept walking and batted away her fires and it was cold here.
There were things crawling in her hair that her nails couldn’t dig out. Sometimes she thought she heard Zuzu yelling, but she couldn’t be sure. And it would have been undignified to yell back. She was a princess. She was fifth in line for the dragon throne.
Fourth, now that Lu Ten was dead.
Third, because father was, too.
He’d yelled and then he’d screamed and it hadn’t done anything but make the crowd jeer. Fire Lord Azulon had been silent. Poised. In control. She was his namesake and she would be too.
She was nine.
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Zuko yelled until his throat burned. The guards didn’t care, they didn’t listen to him, which was nothing new. He shouted and shouted and his own ears hurt. Maybe that’s why he never heard Azula calling back.
Grandfather had made them watch when he’d killed father and, and—
If grandfather had Azula killed, he would have made Zuko watch that, too. Azula was probably just better at being a prisoner than he was. Maybe the guards even talked to her.
He was eleven.
* * *
Iroh’s new wife was a third his age. A flower just coming to bloom. She looked like his first wife; Azulon knew his preferences. She was young enough to be Lu Ten’s sister. She smiled and laughed each day with the other court wives, and came to his room with lists of possible dissenters to discuss in their marital bed. It was not the pillow talk he was used to, but it was charming, in its way. She liked to lay on her stomach and kick her feet above her as they traced the web of treachery with his dead brother at its center. She was here to have his children—a task at which she worked with admirable diligence—and to be the acting Fire Lady. She had not had to struggle and flaunt herself for his affections; she had been picked from a line-up, her expectations realistic, her motives aligned with his. It was the least romantic relationship Iroh had ever been part of. It was… refreshing.
On the day the palace doctor confirmed their newly budded line of succession, the Fire Lord called them both in for congratulations. And for pruning.
* * *
Zuko had turned twelve, but had not realized it. Azula had turned ten. She’d counted the days.
Iroh had not been able to visit them in prison; only to inquire as to their treatment. Individual cells, regular meals of reasonable quality, no abuses. He’d moved his own people into position to ensure the last.
Azulon had moved them back, after a delay for his soft-hearted son’s conscience. They could not waste loyal men on cuckoo-vipers. And Iroh could not waste his father’s good will. Not when it would be needed in the future, for the most important request.
* * *
“And your wife agrees to this?” asked the Fire Lord, behind his flames.
Iroh’s wife had not been directly addressed, and so did not reply. She sat in polite and perfect seiza, her head raised, as befitted the woman currently running her half of the court. Azulon had never seen fit to replace his own wife, after all.
“She does,” Iroh spoke for her. “We have spoken on the issue at length, and believe it best. Our family is small, and cannot afford to be smaller. The children are young; too young to have been in their parents’ confidences. With proper guidance—”
“And how would they place in the line of succession?” Azulon asked. “How would they chafe, how would they plot, with a decade’s experience over your eldest?”
Lu Ten’s own connections at court had been built while his cousins were still in diapers. But he was no longer Iroh’s eldest.
“We believe—”
“No,” his father interrupted again. “I will not allow their adoption. Not by you, where they could smother your own babe in the cradle, and certainly not by someone I trust less.”
Which was everyone, since the night his daughter-in-law had served him tea sent by his son.
“Father,” Iroh began, and his wife shifted her elbow just so, the only indication that she wished to dig it into his ribcage. “They are young, and innocent. They are my beloved nephew and niece. Your grandchildren. We cannot in good conscience—”
‘Good conscience’ had never factored into his father’s policies. Iroh had… begun to realize that, of late. His wife let out a small sigh, deliberately audible only to the man next to her. She had cautioned very strongly against a—how had she put it?—a feelings-based approach to this situation. Feelings rarely factored into her own decisions. She had been hand-selected by his father, after all.
His wife went into a half-bow, her head lowered. “May I speak, my lord?”
The flames crackled. The shadow of his father inclined its head, just slightly.
“To kill the children is wise, and I admit, would set my mind at ease for my own child’s sake. But my husband feels strongly on this matter, and so I support him, for his happiness is my own. May I suggest a compromise? To place them outside the court, where they cannot build influence, nor harm your son’s heirs. A position from which you can judge their characters and value to the nation as they grow.”
“You suggest banishment,” the Fire Lord said.
“Not unstructured, of course. To leave them roaming freely would invite those that would take them in. Perhaps a military commission? As they are commoners, they should begin from a rank befitting their station, of course. Let them prove their worth on their own merit.”
Iroh could not see through the flames, but he knew his wife’s small smile was reflected on his father’s face.
“A naval position,” the Fire Lord said. “On a ship that does not frequently make port. The frontlines would be the best place for them to prove themselves, wouldn’t you agree?”
Iroh closed his eyes.
“Father,” he said. “Please,” and he could feel his wife willing him to stop talking. The Fire Lord had already agreed to spare their lives. A banishment could be undone, so long as he and the children both outlived the man before them. “I… thank you for your wisdom in this ruling. But perhaps, if they complete some feat worthy of our line, they could be allowed to return?”
The flames were hot against his face. His new wife was still and silent against his side. His father… his father laughed, a low exhalation, the wheeze of a humorless old man.
“Let them bring me the Avatar,” Fire Lord Azulon said, “and I will welcome them home with honor.”
* * *
Zuko didn’t know why they’d pulled him from his cell or scrubbed him down or taken his old clothes. They’d been dirty but they could have been cleaned. His new clothes were scratchy, and too big, and they looked like a common soldier’s, and… and—
And they’d shaved his hair.
* * *
It had gotten rid of the bugs, Azula admitted, in the privacy of her own mind. Still. She memorized the faces of the woman who’d held her down and the man who’d shorn her. For future reference.
They hadn’t bothered sizing her new outfit for a child. Azula noted the quartermaster’s face, as well.
* * *
They were put on a ship. It was the first time they’d seen each other in nearly a year.
Zuzu looked at her head, and wisely said nothing.
She raised an eyebrow at his, and graciously granted him the same.
It was hard to tell them apart. They had their mother’s face. And their father’s.
* * *
Their captain’s name was Zhao. He invited them to dinner in his private quarters, once the Fire Nation was behind them. Zuko fidgeted. Azula didn’t.
The captain spoke on how much potential he saw in them, under a commander who saw their true value.
Together, they could go far. Very far, indeed.
Azula smiled and said all the things she thought father would have said. Zuko scowled.
Zhao brushed over their arms with his own while reaching for things. He served them more when they said they were already full. He squeezed their shoulders when he brought them back to their rooms, which were next to his, even though the rest of the lower crewmen slept together in the same big cabin. Zuko scowled harder.
Azula was invited back. Zuko wasn’t.
* * *
Zhao was… Zhao wasn’t a good person.
“I know that, dum-dum. But do you want to stay banished forever?”
“Uncle said—”
“Uncle’s going to change his mind, when he has his own heir and a spare. We’re threats, Zuzu. And Zhao knows father’s old friends. He’s one of the smart ones.”
The dumb ones had already been executed.
“I… I think he wants to—to tie himself to the royal line.”
“Eww,” she said. “I’m ten. If he wants to get engaged, I’ll just break it when we’ve got the throne. It will be too late for him to retract his support, then.”
They’d barely left port before Zhao had made his first move. He didn’t seem like a man who waited.
Azula was ten, but Zuko was twelve. Being twelve was almost thirteen, which was almost a teenager, which was almost an adult, and adults understood things that ten year olds didn’t.
They had to get off this ship. They had to go home.
Zuko had to find the Avatar.
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(This ficlet is now posted on AO3.)
#are you not entertained?#eventually this one will be a Fire Lord Iroh AU#better hope he gets that throne quick <3#Happy Ending: and then they joined the southern raiders just as Hakoda was setting sail#and Hakoda was unprepared for these feral fuzzy-headed children suddenly on his ship#Bad Ending: and then they joined the southern raiders when Zuko was sixteen and Azula was fourteen#after four years with Zhao#Zuko: *shakes Aang until he glows then yeets him at Zhao like a grenade*#Azula: that's a good first step to being my favorite brother#but I still don't have a crown in my hair Zuzu#Avatar The Last Airbender#atla#Zuko#Azula#Iroh#I actually really like Iroh's new wife?#RIP one-off OC I'll probably never use again#you are the politically climbing aro-ace rep we deserve#New Wife: sure I'll exchange my firstborn for ultimate power in my nation#wait I can keep the kid too?#sweet deal#ficlet#Cuckoo-Vipers
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