#movement mastery

[ancientroyalblood]

Grease the Groove Method: How to Incorporate High-Frequency Training for Strength Improvement

The Grease the Groove (GTG) method, popularized by strength coach Pavel Tsatsouline, is a training philosophy focused on building strength and proficiency in specific movements through frequent, submaximal practice. Unlike traditional workout routines that prioritize volume and fatigue, GTG emphasizes repetition and technique, allowing athletes to improve their neuromuscular coordination and gain…

[hinamie]

gna try to force myself to get more comfortable sketching

[togglesbloggle]

Is this what the lads are calling 'environmental storytelling'?

[ouroborosorder]

periodically I can’t help but think about how good sonic would be if it just had the guts to abandon its extremely stale core verbs and design truisms in favor of creating something new

[hoodwinkeddotcom]

addendum to that one post: there is one exception to the "fun to play rule" and its fucking CONNIE GOOD LORD HOW DID THEY FUCK UP THIS BADLY

[grapejuicefilledpools]

Adding Asuka to the list of characters I want to cosplay now. But it’s the list where there has to be absolute mastery of craft so it’ll take years for me to get there👍

[ronnansink-blog]

Isato Kubo stands out in the martial arts, for his expertise in disciplines like Taikiken and Iken. Isato Kubo stands out in the martial arts world as a formidable fighter, embodying both technical expertise and the indomitable spirit central to disciplines such as Taikiken and Iken. Trained under the lineage that traces back to the roots of Yiquan, Isato Kubo merges the traditional ethos with a modern understanding of combat efficiency. This approach results in a style that is simultaneously fluid, powerful, and steeped in centuries of refined wisdom. At the heart of Isato Kubo’s practice lies Taikiken. Developed by Kenichi Sawai, Taikiken emphasizes natural movement, internal power (often referred to as “Yi” or intent), and a spontaneous response to changing circumstances. The practice demands intense focus, internal awareness, and the cultivation of explosive strength hidden beneath relaxed postures. Isato Kubo’s mastery of Taikiken speaks to his unwavering dedication to both its physical techniques and the philosophical underpinnings of calm adaptability. Additionally, his immersion in the practice of Iken – a derivative of Yiquan that focuses on simplicity, directness, and continuous evolution – has refined Isato Kubo’s strategic approach. The hallmark of Iken is the cultivation of internal force through standing meditation and subtle body alignment, which fosters unparalleled speed and resilience. Isato Kubo’s ability to merge these principles, translating them seamlessly into practical combat scenarios, marks him as an exceptional representative of Iken’s potential. Beyond technique, Isato Kubo’s training ethic and fighting mindset are testaments to the profound transformation that dedicated martial practice can induce. His journey resonates with martial artists worldwide, showcasing that, with the proper balance of discipline, patience, and an unyielding pursuit of progress, even the most complex internal arts can become formidable tools for personal and combative mastery. Isato Kubo’s story underscores the living tradition of Taikiken and Iken, highlighting how these arts serve as both physical disciplines and life philosophies, encouraging continuous self-refinement and profound self-discovery.

[nozomijoestar]

I'm still Pro-Heat but at this point sidestep needs to be fluid again and they should take out chip damage, then T8's aggression might not feel annoyingly overtuned

[aktenorbrown]

Unpopular opinion: chapter 8 DOESN'T NEED A NERF. Moreover, it would be perfect if we had more of it.

My first attempt at chapter 8 took 5.5 hours and 500+ deaths and it was AWESOME.

The main thing with parkour games is the learning curve. You fail miserably at first and then master the mechanics and gimmics and whatnot, and then levels become easier.

And you know what? I returned to the chapter 8 after a couple of days and it took LITERALLY 20 MINUTES TO BEAT, with like 50 deaths, plus or minus.

[aainaalyaa]

A Journey into Supra-Consciousness

Unravelling the Mysteries of Movement, Perception, and Timelessness

In the intricate dance of existence, our understanding of the body and spirit often feels like the tip of an unfathomable iceberg. How do humanity, beings of flesh and thought, translate the intangible impulse of intention into the tangible action of movement? This question, deceptively simple, pulls us into the depths of the physical form, where the secrets of motion lie shrouded in mystery.

Consider the marvel of your own body—each movement, whether deliberate or unconscious, is a testament to an unseen dialogue between the mind and its vessel. How do these signals, mere electrical impulses, transform into the grace of a step, the precision of a hand, or the beating of a heart? Is it within the realm of the supra-conscious that this alchemy occurs, where thought and form converge in a dance of existence?

Yet, the body is not merely a machine responding to commands; it is a complex web of sensations, constantly communicating with the spirit. Every twinge of pain, every flush of warmth, every breath drawn—is a message from the depths of the being. But how often do humanity truly listen? How is it that these signals, which guide us through life, are so easily overlooked or misunderstood? Perhaps it is within the supra-conscious that we might find the key to deciphering these messages, allowing us to truly understand the language of our own bodies.

And then there is the matter of time—a concept that governs your lives with relentless precision. How young are you? How much time do you believe you have to unravel these mysteries? The illusion of youth grants us the comfort of perceived abundance, yet the supra-conscious reminds us that understanding is a pursuit that transcends time. The exploration of self, body, and mind is not bound by age but by the depth of our curiosity and the courage to delve into the unknown.

In the end, the journey into the supra-conscious is one of perpetual discovery. It is a path that beckons us to question, to understand, and to transcend the boundaries of what we believe to be true. By engaging with these profound questions of movement, perception, and timelessness, we step closer to a deeper understanding of ourselves and the enigmatic dance of existence in which we all partake.

Mle. AainaA-Ridtz A R, Unravelling the Mysteries of Movement, Perception, and Timelessness — A Journey into Supra-Consciousness

[gagliandi]

#Seasons Through Art: Exploring #Spring's #Impressionism, #Summer's #Fauvism, #Autumn's #Romanticism, and #Winter's #Minimalism

#Art and #nature have always been intimately connected, with the changing seasons offering endless inspiration to artists throughout history. Each season, with its unique #colors, #light, and #atmosphere, can be paralleled to a distinct art movement, reflecting the mood and essence of these cyclical phases. Let’s embark on a journey through the seasons, exploring their connections to various art…

[fear-is-truth]

THE DARKER THE FRUIT, THE SWEETER.

━╋ CHARLIE MAYHEW x nun!reader

♱. content warning: mature content 18+・blasphemy・unprotected p in v・english is not my first language

a/n: i’m sorry i don’t know what possessed me

FATHER CHARLIE MAYHEW sits back in a wooden chair, dark eyes following you closely, but not with the sanctity one expects from a man of god. he’s holding a bible in his hand, fingers idly brushing the worn edges, but the words that come out of his mouth have strayed far from the expected teachings.

“celibacy,” he declares, “is a widely misunderstood concept. it’s not about abstaining, but about control. mastery of the flesh, not rejection of it.”

you’re sitting across from him, hands folded neatly in your lap as you tried to maintain a composed front. you don’t bother to mask the skepticism in your tone. “is that what you tell yourself to sleep at night, father? that indulging a little bit isn’t breaking your vows?”

the soft mockery didn’t deter him. if anything, it fueled him. his expression does not falter; in fact, he smiles wider. “ah, but sister. did christ not spend forty days in the wilderness, surrounded by temptation, and come out stronger? his words are laced with arrogance, each one delivered as if it were irrefutable truth. the towel around his waist slips just a little, revealing more skin, but he makes no effort to adjust it. his gaze never leaves yours, and the audacity of it all strikes you.

“is it not written that to know sin, one must overcome it?

under current circumstances, charlie mayhew is a man of contradictions—utterly confident despite his obviously flawed reasoning. it’s impossible to tell if he truly believed what he was saying or if he simply liked bending the truth for his own purposes.

“so what you’re telling me,” your voice carried a soft lilt, lips curling as you meet his gaze, “is that celibacy is… negotiable now? sounds a bit hypocritical, don’t you think?”

slowly, you rise to your feet, deliberately turning away before bending down. the slit in your black habit parts slightly, revealing fishnet stockings, the round curve of your ass visible through the thin fabric.

“indulgence is sin when it lacks discipline,” he replies without skipping a beat, but there’s a new, raspy quality in his voice now.

“but when it’s controlled—when you allow yourself to feel something and rise above it—that’s where true strength lies. that’s power. that’s faith.” he’s idly stroking himself, slow pumps of his hand around the throbbing length. taking your own sweet time, you made a show of adjusting the strap on your high heels and allowing him to see the red lacy thong underneath as the slit falls open a bit more.

“besides,” he continues, “what’s the harm in understanding sin—up close? is it not our duty to learn the limits of our restraint, to test our strength?”

not answering, you simply sashay toward the priest, heels clicking softly against the floor, until you stop directly in front of him. his eyes follow your every movement as you free yourself of your garments, though the smirk on his lips never falters. you reach down and tilt his chin up with one finger,

“for someone who preaches so much about temptation,” you purr, “you sure don’t seem eager to resist it.”

he raises a brow, but before he can respond, you swing a leg over his lap, straddling him with deliberate slowness. your hand slides down his chest, fingertips brushing against smooth skin. his breath catches as one of your hands grazes over his toned abs, while the other squeezes his face with a teasing pressure.

“tell me, father.”

leaning in, you press your lips to his. when he doesn’t pull away, you deepen the kiss, gently pulling his lower lip between your teeth. his breath shudders as you release him, eyes scorching with lust.

“is this what you had in mind when you swore to be devout?”

a stretched groan escapes his lips when you guided the tip of his shaft between your slick folds. carefully, you sink down onto him, relishing in the tight, hot stretch—inch by glorious inch. your eyelids momentarily flutter shut as you were fully impaled on his cock, and just when you thought he’s about to kiss you again, charlie dips his head down. you gasped when you feel his tongue tracing slow circles around the areola before finally wrapping his lips around your nipple.

“ooh,” you manage to breathe out, and you immediately feel him smile against your breast. charlie starts to thrust up into you, his girth stretching you out to the extent that you can practically feel every ridge and bump of the veins that scattered along his length dragging against your walls. ripples of pleasure course through your body, the cross pendant you wore around your neck bouncing between your breasts with the motion.

the small room is soon filled with the slapping sounds of skin on skin, coupled with the wet suction of your pussy swallowing his cock, occasionally punctuated by your whimpers and his moans.

it doesn’t take long for the hot coil inside of you to snap. a powerful orgasm tears through your body, inner walls convulsing around him. within seconds, his seed is spurting into your womb, triggering aftershocks that left you trembling like a leaf in high wind.

charlie’s head falls back to rest against the wall behind him, as his cock continued to twitch deep inside you, residual spasms in sync with the weak fluttering of your pussy around him. your body is still tingling, a pleasant, dizzy warmth spreading through you.

“jesus…” you mumble, the words slipping out before you can stop them. he chuckles dryly, the sound rumbling through his chest as his hand lazily trails up your back.

“no, sister.” he murmurs, toying with a strand of your hair, gently tugging.

“it’s ‘father charlie’ to you.”

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"Breathing Life into Flames: The Enigmatic Dance of a Fire Dancing Circus."

[illness-cupid]

bf!anton fingering you.

"is it okay to you if i touch here?" he asked stroking your panties with the tip of his index finger, his touch was so soft it made your entire body shiver. anton's breath hit your ear as if he knew that was your weak spot, so you shyly consented, opening your legs a little more so he could have better access to your pussy.

that was the first time you two would try something more intimate than kisses, you were nervous and anton knew it. before you could think about saying anything, a wet kiss landed on your cheek tenderly. "it's okay, hm? we can stop if you want, baby." he whispered in that calm, loving voice he always had.

you didn't want to stop, so your eyes met his and just with the look you gave full consent for him to touch you. anton laughed and then began to gently circle your panty-covered clitoris, even though it was a simple touch it was enough for you to rub his hand looking for more contact. as you tried to receive more touches, anton bit your earlobe whispering some naughty things in your ear in an attempt to provoke you.

"oh, you're getting wet, hm? you like getting fingered, little doll?" those words were enough to make you moan desperately, almost begging for more touches. the boy's hand quickly entered your panties, directly touching the swollen and wet clit. anton kissed your cheek carefully, he made sure to make your first time as affectionate as possible because he knew how fragile you were.

"tell me you like it, my love, tell me how good i make you feel." his request seemed more like an order, he increased the speed of his movements a little on your sensitive spot without losing his mastery, poor anton, his dick was almost sticking out of his pants when he saw his girl whimpering with his fingers. the feeling was so good that you could barely form coherent words, which indicated that you were close to orgasm. with a few more caresses, your legs shook and you let out a choked moan, taking an arrogant chuckle from your satisfied boyfriend.

"you're so sensitive, i love it." he looked at you like he was looking at a rare jewel. "you're so good to me, how about you help me with a little problem, hm?" he said, taking the hand that was previously on your pussy to his dick.

being a good girl is always the best choice.

[connorsui]

playful tension

His fists move faster, hitting the punching bag with a soft thud, a rhythm that matches his footwork. You feel the heat of his body and the tension in his muscles as he dodges and jabs, every movement precise and fluid. Each strike lands with increasing power, the force of his punches reverberating through the air, making everything vibrate with his energy.

You, however, are struggling to keep up beside him, your body straining to match his speed and agility. You know it's a losing battle; while this moment feels charged with playful determination, it’s clear—....you’re not even in the same league. He moves effortlessly, his body flowing like water, each motion honed by years of experience. The practice you’ve put in feels like a mere child’s play compared to the mastery he exhibits in his movements.

But, you smirk, the playful edge has shifted into determination. It’s a subtle transition, a quiet realization that you don’t just want to play along—you want to prove you can reach at his level. Though, Caleb notices immediately of your sudden fast pace, and the corner of his mouth starts twitching upward. There’s undeniable joy in his gaze, as if he knows exactly how this will end, relishing every second of it.

Before you can process what’s happening, Caleb shifts suddenly. With a single fluid movement, he closes the gap between you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close. You barely have time to react before he spins you into the wall, effortlessly controlling the momentum. His weight pins you gently but firmly, a strength that holds you without crushing. Trapped, held by his unyielding grip, you find yourself unable to move without his consent. His hands rest on the wall beside your head, and his breathing is steady as he looms above you, keeping you in place.

Caught completely off guard, your breath hitches in your throat. Each time he shifts, his body is so close that you can feel the heat radiating from him, intensifying the moment. The sound of your breaths mingling, the warmth of him against your skin, narrows the world to just the weight of him above you. It’s almost intoxicating, the way his presence envelops you.

Then, Caleb laughs—low and easy, his chest rumbling against yours. It’s teasing, playful, with a hint of smugness that only he can pull off. "I'm sorry, princess, did I scare you?" His voice is light, but an unmistakable edge of amusement underlies his words, as if he revels in how completely he has caught you off guard. Your heart skips a beat, a mix of frustration, and something far more potent bubbling beneath the surface.

You feel a strange blend of blush and something that stirs deep inside you—invigorating and unsettling, quickening your pulse as he comfortably pins you down. You're trapped beneath him now, his body pressing against yours with each subtle movement, the sensation grounding you and pulling you deeper into the moment.

You turn away, trying to hide the redness in your cheeks as you feign indifference. “No, you didn’t!?...not even a little,” you murmur, though it’s a half-hearted attempt to shrug it off. Inside, something’s shifting, a fluttering in the bottom of your stomach that refuses to be dismissed. Despite the playful tension, there’s an electric undercurrent between the two of you that you can’t quite define.

Caleb chuckles again, his breath warm against your ear as he leans in, his voice barely above a whisper. "Don’t pretend you're not enjoying this, sweetheart." He stays close enough for you to feel the heat radiating from his body. Then, as if to further tease, he leans down, his lips brushing your cheek with a quick, tender kiss. The soft pressure sends a jolt of electricity through your veins, leaving you breathless for a second longer than you dare to admit.

[ivesambrose]

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The next chapter of your life indicates a period of discipline, structure and determination. Long term plans or goals instead of short term gratification. I feel previous months of stagnation, struggle and mental turmoil has led to you having the mindset of being rather unfazed towards anything because you have likely realised that regardless of what you 'see' you're in control. You've learnt to trust your intuition and inner guidance over anyone else. You might encounter power struggles in between but this will lead to emotional growth nonetheless.

There is a lot of joy, celebration and new connections to look forward to as well. It might seem like despite the good happening to you and what you've wanted for so long finally being yours, you feel rather defensive. Remember to push through despite past struggles. To fully be in the present and enjoy what you have and what you deserve. For some of you I do see you making really good friends but due to past experiences you're rather guarded towards them. The message I'm getting is that yes, do use discernment when dealing with people. Do establish necessary boundaries. But don't let promising friendships falter due to fears.

You can also expect your dreams to be more within reach, renewal and unexpected help coming through, the path getting clear when you least expect it, healing from mental strain that have remained unspoken.

Lastly, you will experience a balance in giving and receiving. This will be necessary when it comes to your material and spiritual growth.

The next chapter of your life calls for adjustment and change. Drastic ones. If it's causing you some tension know that this area of your life requires that change. You can't expect to step into the next chapter of your life otherwise. I see that this involves your daily routine, health, work, with opportunities of personal growth and recognition in those areas. You may also be stepping into a new role of responsibility that requires self discipline on your part. You will be pushed to focus on your physical health a lot more. So if you feel like you're getting sick often it's a sign to stress less about it and take mindful steps towards it instead. Be it getting a proper check up or holding yourself accountable. You don't have to rush anything however, improvement will happen gradually. Some of you likely just need more movement but not the kind that puts your body on overdrive. There will be rapid progress and sudden opportunities coming your way out of the blue, a lot of communication and even travel. Career wise, it's looking really good! You will also be transitioning away from a very difficult time of your life. You may also have new intellectual pursuits, you'd want to learn new things or will be acquiring a lot of necessary knowledge. you will also find yourself juggling many tasks or projects at once but this will lead to a sort of mastery over your life You'll be feeling rather accomplished.

The next chapter calls for self expression, communication as well as creativity however some challenges or conflicts might arise as you assert your individuality or learn to find your voice in new environments.

You can however, look forward to emotional growth, new beginnings in your emotional life as well creative expressions.

Steady and solid growth when it comes to your finances as well. Something that makes you feel like you don't need to rely on others and you have financial freedom so one less thing to feel anxious about that has possibly been weighing down on you far too much .

Once again, try not to over exhert yourself or you'll end up attaching the experience to something that should come to you rather smoothly. In other words, you really need to drop the mindsets of the people that have been projected onto you and have become your belief systems. It's time to make some of your own without losing sight of what you truly value.

You can also expect more mental clarity and better insights in regards to what to do, where to invest, your life's purpose and what truly brings you joy. But instead of running from it like you did before, you'll embrace it.

You might feel more drawn towards arts, aesthetics, cooking, gardening etc as well.

Having time and proper consideration towards things you earlier didn't have the state of mind for.