#fe denning

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

After seeing Candace added to the game, I think FEH should add more chapter bosses to its roster. Give me Batta the Beast with a disproportionately elaborate PRF weapon. Give me fully-voiced Denning.

CANDACE IS IN FEH NOW!

[fe-smashorpass]

[vvettell]

MEXICO CITY EPRIX 2023 - January 14: Jake Dennis celebrates on the podium. // © Andrew Ferraro - Motorsport Images

[theofficersacademy]

Denning has arrived!

Welcome to the Officers Academy! You have been assigned to the Knights of Seiros.

Please remember to follow the Masterlist and all your fellow colleagues. You have been granted an Iron Bow, Close Counter, and the Curved Shot combat art to start your journey with. We look forward to seeing the growth of your true potential.

May the Goddess light your path.

- Mod Bren

[darklunac]

If you're coming to FE make sure to bass by tavle A5 and scream with me!

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[courtingchaos]

Y’all wanted more river monster right? Another prompt, another night of debauchery.

A/N: It’s still monsterfucking, people. Go forward with caution if that’s not your bag. Breeding kink and this is like, actual monsterfucking too so legit 18+ NSFW No Minors. Listen to me for once please.

The rock digs into your back where Ed holds you down, large hand slick on the base of your throat. His claws pierce your skin, you can feel the little pin pricks under your ear where his fingers dig in. You’re gasping to the heavens while he noses around your chest, breathing in deep the tang of your arousal. He’s been holding back since the beginning, knows your fragile and weak and doesn’t want to hurt you, not in any significant way. But the way you showed up today, hair mused and face tinged pink he’d felt a shift in the air. He’d been downstream from you when he heard the little cattle call you used for him, a little echo that trilled down his spine and spurred him forward to you. He crept like he always did, making sure you were alone but he could smell you before he could see the flash of your white linen. That sunlight tinged with blood and something rounded. It rolled over his senses like rainfall and something had clicked into place.

This wouldn’t be his first time defiling you. He’d sent you back to your godly family more times than he could remember now, leaking and full of him. Full of the river and whatever old magic kept him hidden and safe. You’d gotten to the edge, perfect toes dipping into his waters and he’d forgotten for a moment you weren’t a meal. You dangled yourself so precariously in front of him, hands wrapped around your mouth to call him, eyes wide and glassy and smelling like mate and he rushed you. Pulled you down till you sputtered where the clear spring waters trailed over your lips. There’s fear under that arousal now, just a smidge and it makes him snap back to himself. Pulls you up tight against him and drags you back to his den where is dry and quiet and away from anything that can get you.

You’re all sighs and whimpers, hands running over his face where he can smell you at your wrist. He bites you there, just a small pressure to barely break skin but it has you gasping, marveling at the little trickle gliding down your wet arm. He holds you in place and rucks up your skirts, the white translucent and thin, letting him see the dark thatch of hair between your legs. He marvels at that every time you let him busy his face there but this isn’t an afternoon of lazy exploring. You’ve woken something up in him, a need that he’s never felt before but knows innately what he needs to do. No, what he wants. He wants you, all your sunlight and this new smell, this deep red earth and citrus tang that’s wound it’s way in his head.

You don’t talk to him, just nod your head when you feel his hand bullying its way up your legs and pulling them apart, gripping your hip and shifting you close to him. You’ve told him he’s like no one else you’ve ever been with before, nothing you’ve ever seen so he knows when he ruts into you with abandon that you’re just as lost in it as he is. He takes from you, cock shoved deep when he yanks you up by your shoulder so he can look at you, so he can dig his teeth into the soft parts of you. The breath punches out of you he’s so big, the stretch always barely imaginable but worth it when he moves you around so he can thrust up.

He has things he wants to say but no words for them, things you’d only understand if you were like him. He thinks if he can fill you up enough maybe you’ll start to get it. Maybe he can give you a whole brood just like him and maybe it’ll make this all make sense. Your hands wind up at the base of his neck, fingers in silky hair while he holds you down so you can’t move away. He can feel you pulsing around him, can hear in your gasps how close you are to your own release. Selfishly he doesn’t care right now, only interested in his own chase. He ruts up hard and feels it snap, feels the tie binding you two tighten. If it’s magic or nature or whatever god it is you pray to he doesn’t care. He only cares about you full of him. He wants to watch his seed run down your leg when you finally leave, satisfied little smile on your face. He’ll have one of his own knowing your his and no one else’s. Your dress hangs loose around you where it’s drying, your wide, strange eyes still glassy but half lidded. You give him one last little wave before disappearing between the trees and that last breeze sweeps through and he can smell you different now. Sunlight and blood and moss and him.

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[hometoursandotherstuff]

"The Desert Flower" is a uniquely beautiful home, inspired by earth ship homes, in Santa Fe, New Mexico. 5bds, 7ba, $3.754M + $41mo. HOA fee. (You can't even escape the HOA in the desert.)

This home is an amazing example of how beautifully adobe, stucco, stone and wood can be sculpted when you know what you're doing. Look at the glass roof above the beamed ceiling.

Look at this sunny, cozy little space to sit. That must be a light fixture above the table.

Lovely indoor patio is also a conservatory.

The kitchen cabinetry is built with various types of wood, perhaps salvaged. Wonder what they made the counters out of, they look so smooth. And, check out the kitchen sinks. There's even an exhaust hood fashioned from stucco.

This den has a built-in corner desk, a shelf inset in the wall, and some cool shaped windows.

This is a very large home and one of 7 baths has a large shower, a shelf, and a round bowl sink in a vanity that fits in perfectly with the style of the house. I like the shape of the door, too. It would fit my hips.

The primary bedroom is large, has lovely double doors to the garden, plus a lighted niche, small fireplace in the wall, and a cabinet. The scalloped ceiling is also interesting and ties in with the door.

Beautiful en-suite has a nice big vanity.

The cozy family room has a unique long triangular fireplace, a skylight, (this house gets a lot of natural light from the many skylights), plus a cool lofted area. Not the side table in the corner is built into the wall, plus there's a little shelf on the fireplace wall. There are also some built-ins on the left.

This is the entrance to steam room and sauna, with shower. What an interesting doors and look at the storm cloud window in the door. This is so cool.

The doors open to the sauna and steam rooms. Note the control panel on the right.

Another lovely sitting area with a great fireplace and doors to the patio are in a secondary bedroom.

This secondary bedrooms is spacious and has doors to the garden.

I love the wall and how the pebble design on fireplace mirrors the pattern.

Isn't this beautiful? A natural looking tub & shower with a fireplace. This would be my favorite bathroom.

Check out the shower. It has a built-in seat and a little shelf.

Outdoors is a lovely private pool.

Beautiful wildflowers grow in the yard. The home has 11 acres of land.

This is an amazing home, isn't it?

This is the guesthouse.

Patio and outdoor kitchen.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/41-Estrada-Calabasa-Santa-Fe-NM-87506/6845716_zpid/

[sign99]

No permitas que le den valor a aquello en lo que crees; no dejes que destruyan tu fe.

[latinotiktok]

Propaganda: (SPOILER WARNING)

Gojo Satoru

-gojo satoru es chileno. por el memorial en santiago.

-Gojo es argentino porque es insoportable pero igual lo quiero

-Gojo porque simplemente tiene (tenia 😔) la perfecta personalidad de un argentino osea su carisma y virguez no lo conseguís en ningún otro lugar del mundo

-Hola yo pondría al gojo ese de jujutsu kaisen como chileno por todo ese altar que le pusieron en el metro hace poco(? Nunca he visto la serie pero mi humilde aporte u_u Saludos!

-Vengo a pedir que le den a Gojo nacionalidad chilena y/o argentina porque si es. Además sigue en pie el memorial en el metro de santiago ES NUESTRO GEGE

-Gojo Satoru por El altar el Chile gjgjj

-Gojo Satoru. Tiene la personalidad y yo quiero ver el mundo arder

Koby

Koby/Coby de one piece, el compa tenia fe en el mundo hasta que se enteró de la corrupción

Koby de One Piece, me da las vibes

Koby One Pice, ya sea anime o el live action, lo ponían a trapear y le pegaban si no

Koby o Coby como se escriba, el de pelo rosa de juan piz, ese wey es policía amigo de un criminal y trata de que no lo arresten

Koby One Piece, le pegaban en su casa

Koby One Piece, se escapó de su casa con su amigo cholo para después unirse al ejercito y hacerse amigo (o novio) del hijo del patrón

Koby Juan Piz, se escapo con su amigo el cholo

Koby One Pice, nomás míralo wey

Koby, ta convenciendo al abuelo de su mejor amigo que no lo mate alv

Koby One Piece, me cayó bien el compa, tiene daddy issues

Koby One Piece, quedó atrapado en medio de un conflicto familiar

Koby One Piece, míralo, se parece a mi en prepa

Koby One Piece, me cae bien

[harriertail]

Omen of the Stars reread + a lot of thoughts

The Fourth Apprentice

The cover is actually the best cover in the series are you kidding me? Its so pretty. The yellow blue and dark green r so nice

Why does the TC/ShC stream drying up affect the lake water level and not the RiverClan... river? Does the Moonpool stream still run???

Every mention of Squirrel and Leaf sitting together "so close they were like kits just out the nursery" is an actual STAB in the chest. They go thru so much :((((

A flash flood seems to take out the beaver den (or its just poorly worded?) so what was the point of the journey...

Dovewings personality is snappier than i think pple give her credit for, I kinda enjoy her

Tigerheart literally does not interact with her on the mission lmao what is he on about 'I'm gonna miss you'

Jayfeather missing Lionblaze is act so painful :(

Fading Echoes

So much of the opening of these books is just recounting previous events and character arcs omg this goes for all WC books.

Hollyleaf :(

Blossompaw's siblings joke that she moons over Toadstep. Idk why fucking Thornclaw becomes her mate later on then :/

What is Tigerheart doing on the border ? he doesnt explain it? I actually thought that he was already meeting Dovepaw secretly but then hes not like what is he doing...?

Dovepaw being worried for the other Clans + her thoughts about having this power should put her above the Clan rules could be so interesting. the series back-and-forths over Lionblaze (we must protect ThunderClan) and Dovepaw (we must protect all the Clans) even though Lionblaze gets annoyed at Dovepaw for using her powers to look after ThunderClan???

The whole "being obsessed with Prophecy and what it means" is probs a part of Jay's character (as he baso became a med cat to fulfil his destiny) but it also feels like a gross misunderstanding of what a Prophecy is. All the "the dark forest is rising. This might be what the Three is meant for" is like putting the horse before the cart- a prophecy is meant to describe a situation and hint at the character/means to solve it; but PO3/OoTS has the characters/means to solve, but no conflict :/ its a bit backwards.

I like the mentions of Firestar + Sandstorm going on night hunts etc.

Blossompaw/fall's a cunt lol. Shes kinda fun but shes not nice at all especially to Ivypool.

I love Littlecloud. I love when the med cats share ideas and discuss things 10/10 makes my day everytime

The pacing is actually... not good. Ive defo always been on thr camp of "too many povs and too few chapters ruins the book" but wow FE really shows it.

So much of Doves characterisation so far is about agency and not wanting to be special and have Firestar/Lion/Jay talk to her. I wish this was not forgotten about in later Super Editions.... kittypetdovewing2k24

this battle is crazy tho. I wish more of the DF plot was about stirring up trouble between the Clans and specific troublemakers in each Clan rather than the later nebelous 'dark warriors invade the forest' battle. Ill get to that one day

Night Whispers

Picking right back up in the battle...

and again just recounting the last books events. hollyleaf death/disappearance explanation count: 3

Kinda love how many times shes mentioned. From Lionblaze avoiding the tunnel she ran into to Jayfeather finding the fur that Leafpool hid.... cute

Okay i actuallt love ShadowClan discussing the battle + tactics + training and then the chapter immediately after the TC camp doesnt mention it at all and Ivypaw is like "why arent we discussing the battle? Just because we won doesn't mean we will again!!" interesting character moments + a nice look at differences between the Clans

Ivypaw and dovepaw fighting over tigerheart????? they fight so much but then always wanna be together like jfc.

Dove n tiger have negative chemistry like it just jumps right into "no boundaries can keep us apart". I get shes using him as an escape from TC/prophecy bullshit but like.... rlly? I wish it was just like expanded on. Tbh i wish every chapter had like just two extra pages to actually delve into things a bit better.

Lmaoo lionblaze cinderheart leafpool dovepaw patrol this is so fucking funny brambleclaw u get one point for this

Tigerheart break up scene count: 1

Flametail POV. Interesting but... why? Bad things r coming we know... what was his point narratively? It was cool tho. I liked seeing ShadowClan.

Every single book Dovepaw has a character die/get really hurt and is haunted by their screams. Rippletail, Longtail/Briarpaw, and later on its Antpelt... jesus christ girlie has it SO rough

The ivypaw "nernernenerner im better than you im being trained by tigerstar" to "oh fuck hes actually a bad guy i cant believe the terroristic maniac lied to me" is so rapid shes so funny/stupid

The imagery in this book is kinda crazy. Fire and ice cats and drowning in darkness visions. Very fun.

Sign of the Moon

So the med cats are divided and split up and StarClan does not trust any other Clan cat- but when in StarClan, Barkface and Flametail are hanging out? Crookedstar offers to share prey with Yellowfang? But StarClan is super fractured rn each Clan must stand alone. Okay

Antpelt nooooooooooooooo

Idk what the mountain prophecy actually means like. Firestar was always going to lead ThunderClan into battle.... what is he gonna do that's different...

Rock: i was the first Stoneteller Five chapters later Half Moon becomes the first Stoneteller. This is egregious

Swoop death. that's the fourth death Dovewing is going to be haunted by

The Forgotten Warrior

all the hints to Hollyleaf still... its a nice throughline... the yarrow and tansy and Molepaw/Cherrypaw scenes... shes my fave. sometimes the foreshadowing feels like it could be just Jayfeather coping that she's 'defo still out there' but TFW ties it up well. especially when you get surprised by Sol coming back and its like 'oh they were convinced she was defo still out there :(' and then she's actually back!!!

also the title??? is banger. the Forgotten Warrior, with Leafpool on the OG cover??? wow. espec as its constantly brought up that Leafpool was the medicine cat but no one sees her as a warrior really.... TBH all these titles are just as good as the TPB titles in terms of meaning/how good they are.

Another fox? okay.

SOL.... okay

tunnel adventures part 3.

All this like.. Bumeblstripeing is just kinda naff. Dovewing is clearly tryna force herself into liking him. But then she's also going on about how Tigerheart used her??? NGL i do really wanna see like.. why she changes her mind in AVOS

Brambleclaw lying to protect Hollyleaf is actually like. GOD that hurts. especially when you consider Bramblestar's Storm and how much he misses her. thats his favourite

the cinderheart shit is so stupid my jaw is actually on the floor. what you do mean you've been in love with a cat you shouldn't have. is cinderheart having cinderpelt's feelings for fucking firestar and that's why she doesn't want to be with lionblaze. also they have negative chemistry they literally are CONSTANTLY having issues.

oh my god i swear the 'Sol is secretly working with WindClan' was brought up chapters ago and we are only now dealing with it okay. anyway hollyleaf moment.

its kinda weird we dont get any like. scenes of the siblings just being siblings... they only discuss prophecy/plot shit and dont get to be siblings again - which i guess fits with the whole 'everything has changed' but god it'd be so god to just have them doing like. normal cat stuff - especially when so much of this series has had Jayfeather missing her and Lionblaze

i love Dustpelt and Brackenfur building shit... its so good

Dawnpelt murder accusations. okay.... i can't wait for Flametail to suddenly be argumentative again next book

the battle we've been building to all book is one chapter. cool. Sol runs off again and it's the end of the book. cool.

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

The slang rewrites of some fe songs are fascinating to me but as a I do not want to learn slang I don't care about to write something awful, I've instead decided to do a danish translation of the little song Rhea sings. It was called the song of the Nabateaeans, I think. Also kept the same amount of syllables as the English version so that it's still singeable

På tidens vej, se ildens gløder brænde lyst og stærkt

På den hurtig flod, se ødelagte minder lyse op

And directly translated back to English, just for funsies:

On time's road, see [the] fire's embers burning bright and strong

On the fast river, see broken reminders light up

.

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

so benjamin zephhaniah passed away yesterday.

though id reckon more people might recognise him as jeremiah jesus in peaky blinders, he was also a writer and a dub poet, and he was unquestionably one of the best british poets ever.

i dont want to write like a whole biography for him in this post because other people have done that much better than i can, but instead i just want to recommend his work. he has countless books, plays, poetry collections, albums, etc.

one of my favourite things about his poetry is how accessible it is and how he writes poems the way he speaks them, and in regard to that, i just want to share one of my favourite poems of his, Dis Poetry:

Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots Dis poetry is designed fe rantin Dance hall style, big mouth chanting, Dis poetry nar put yu to sleep Preaching follow me Like yu is blind sheep, Dis poetry is not Party Political Not designed fe dose who are critical. Dis poetry is wid me when I gu to me bed It gets into me dreadlocks It lingers around me head Dis poetry goes wid me as I pedal me bike I've tried Shakespeare, respect due dere But did is de stuff I like. Dis poetry is not afraid of going ina book Still dis poetry need ears fe hear an eyes fe hav a look Dis poetry is Verbal Riddim, no big words involved An if I hav a problem de riddim gets it solved, I've tried to be more romantic, it does nu good for me So I tek a Reggae Riddim an build me poetry, I could try be more personal But you've heard it all before, Pages of written words not needed Brain has many words in store, Yu could call dis poetry Dub Ranting De tongue plays a beat De body starts skanking, Dis poetry is quick an childish Dis poetry is fe de wise an foolish, Anybody can do it fe free, Dis poetry is fe yu an me, Don't stretch yu imagination Dis poetry is fe de good of de Nation, Chant, In de morning I chant In de night I chant In de darkness An under de spotlight, I pass thru University I pass thru Sociology An den I got a dread degree In Dreadfull Ghettology. Dis poetry stays wid me when I run or walk An when I am talking to meself in poetry I talk, Dis poetry is wid me, Below me an above, Dis poetry's from inside me It goes to yu WID LUV.

[guerrerense]

Sante Fe Express im Lößnitzgrund... por erzgebirg´s train photography Por Flickr: Anlässlich der "Karl-May-Festtage" verkehrten auf der Lößnitzgrundbahn Sonderzüge. Von Radebeul Ost schnauft, zusätzlich zum Planzug, die Radebeuler Traditionsbahn bis nach Lößnitzgrund. Diese Züge wurden von 99 713 und der 99 586, alias 176, bespannt. Hier schnauft der Schmalspurbulle durch den Lößnitzgrund und wird gleich den Haltepunkt Lößnitzgrund erreichen.

[theofficersacademy]

// hello, there is an answering machine beating my ass behind a dennys. this is leo and id like to reserve denning from blazing blade, please!

Denning has been reserved!

You have one week (3/31) to submit your blog and application to the Masterlist. Thank you for your reserve!

- Mod Ree

[angel-enamorado]

Nunca olvides lo que eres, el donde te encuentras ahora, todo aquello que tuviste que pasar y hasta donde quieres llegar. Ten la fe necesaria para seguir dando pasos hasta llegar a tus sueños, recuerda que no son imposibles si luchas con el corazón y la pasión por ellos. Rodéate siempre de la gente que te ama y a la que amas, serán esas personitas las que te den la mano cuando te sientas estancado o hundido. No temas nunca de pedir apoyo si lo requieres, te sorprenderás cuanta ayuda te puede llegar. De corazón te pido que nunca dejes de soñar y que estas lineas te llenen un poco de esperanza el corazón 🫶🏻

-BrendaVM🌻🖤

[youngcigarsmokingguys]

You and your Wife were out of town for the weekend. At your wife’s suggestion you had asked your Nephew Dylan to stay at the house and take your chocolate labs for two walks a day. This was normally a part of your daily routine. You loved putting the beasts on their leashes, grabbing a cigar and heading out for a leisurely walk and smoke in the park.

Dylan was your Sisters youngest and he had always taken a shine to you. It seemed as though at every gathering he was by your side as you navigated the minefield called family get togethers. He had grown up going outside behind the garage with you for your after dinner drink and cigar. Your Brother In Law wasn’t the kind of guy to enjoy a whiskey and gar. Dylan’s Father was much more bookish in nature and preferred to retire to the den after dinner to watch whatever sci-fi show he was currently obsessed with. So that is how Dylan became your shadow whenever you saw him.

When your Wife suggested Dylan should come and housesit/dogsit while the two of you went to her High School reunion up north, you knew he would do a good job. Pleasing you was always high on Dylan’s priority list. You had him come over the week prior to you leaving so the dogs would get used to him being part of their routine. During these walks of course you lit and enjoyed a cigar and walked Dylan through your expectations of him as a house sitter. You didn’t really worry about parties as you knew your Nephew was very studious and were proud he was in the running to be the valedictorian of his graduating class next spring. You didn’t worry about him getting into your liquor cabinet and getting wasted - for years now you had been giving him sips of your drinks and even given him beers when it was just you two. With a knowing wink you told Dylan that you were giving him freedom and not locking anything up while you were gone and to not be an idiot. Being the studious young man that he was Dylan had been taking notes as you talked, when you mentioned not locking anything up he looked up from him note pad and gave you a genuinely happy smile. You asked why he was taking notes and he blushed as he said that he wanted to do things exactly the way you did. For some reason this hero worship was making you feel real good and you puffed a bit harder on your cigar. You thought you heard a small moan from Dylan but ignored it as just then one of the dogs started to bark at a squirrel that was darting up a tree. This caused the other dog to react and soon they were both barking and running around each other knotting their leashes. You handed Dylan your cigar to hold as you needed both hands to untangle the dogs. After a few minutes the dogs were freed and you turned to Dylan. He had the most interesting look on his young face. He was both flushed and pale and there was no missing the rather large tent being made in his pants. You looked from his swollen bulge up to his face to see him holding the cigar very close and deeply smelling the smoke from the cigar. He looked at you as if in a haze. You smiled and asked him if he had ever tried a cigar before. Not speaking he slowly shook his head at you in response. You asked if he’d like to learn to smoke one. What can only be described as a high pitched he’d squeak escaped his mouth as he vigorously nodded his head in affirmation. You told him not to inhale but to take light puffs into his mouth and to slowly exhale and let the smoke float across his palate. He did as you said, tentatively raising the cigar to his mouth and puffing gently. After he grew accustomed to the acrid nature of the cigar he gained confidence. You were so busy focused on his face you almost failed to notice the growing wet spot in his pants. After a few more puffs he handed you back the cigar and excused himself to use the dog parks restroom. He was in there for a few minutes and you knew instinctively that he was rubbing one out and not getting sick. This knowledge combined with feeling his wet spit on the end of the cigar wetting your lips,made your cock rock hard. Cigars with your nephew was definitely something that would hopefully happen again. He came out of the restroom with his jacket tied around his waist saying that it was getting warm but you the real reason why. He just winked at you and the two of gathered the dogs and started out for home.

The day after arriving up north for your wife’s high school reunion you texted Dylan to see how things were going, he sent you this picture. Instantly you were rock hard. He was such a natural with a cigar. He texted saying he had just finished a scotch neat (your drink) and was just taking the dogs out. Then he texted “cant wait to get home to unleash the beast 😉.” You knew then that much more than cigars would be enjoyed with your Nephew. You adjusted your hard cock in your pants and replied “Send pics when ya do 😉.” You found yourself leaking with anticipation of his next text.