#jonnie descendants

[hannahhook7744]

Happy Valetine's day!;

Bal.

Janlos.

Jonnie.

Link to the Devie version.

[shitty-mechs-headcannons]

Jonny’s mother is Cruella De Vil. When he changed his name, he was actually taking his mother’s maiden name. This is where he inherited his dislike for pets, his smoking, and his murdery-ness. Also yes, this means Carlos De Vil from Decendants is his brother.

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this post is giving me deja vu. Have we answered something like this before?

Well, either way, I love this and I want someone to write a fic. I can just imagine the doc creeping around the isle of the lost, looking for someone to take with her. She probably blends in perfectly.

Also, this means that Jonny can't spell and took his mother's name by the sound and not the spelling

[idontliketomatoesleavemealone]

Mal, Ben, Jay & Lonnie: playing a couples trivia game Mal: Lonnie, what is Jay's favorite fish? Lonnie: Penguin Ben: No, I don't think you understood- Jay: holds up a paper that says 'Penguin' on it Jay: BAM! Lonnie: I know my man Jay: It's like we have one brain

[wholesome-holland]

disney’s descendants masterlist!

emily’s navigation rules for requesting

mal bertha

to be added!

evie queen

to be added!

jay jafar

to be added!

carlos de vil

to be added!

ben florian

to be added!

uma

to be added!

harry hook

to be added!

gil

to be added!

bal

to be added!

huma

honeymoon 2.0

guma

to be added!

poly!sea three

to be added!

jarlos

to be added!

jonnie

practice turned proclaiming

devie

to be added!

[chimerazodiac]

Descendants Weddings:

Bal: Huge wedding

I doubt Mal would WANT a really big wedding but with Ben being the king of Auradon there probably wasn't much of a choice in the matter.

Devie: Medium/Regular sized wedding

Originally Evie would probably have wanted a HUMONGOUS wedding but after getting with Doug, who I doubt would want a really big wedding, she started to change her mind slightly so they decided to have a bit of a smaller wedding, but not too small - it's still Evie after all.

Jarlos: Small wedding

I just think they would be really uncomfortable with a big wedding.

Jonnie: They would get eloped (or have a REALLY small wedding)

All they need is each other, a few close friends and family. And I doubt either of them have the patience for wedding planning.

[primlydialanguish]

For the Ship week thing, Jonnie + Lonnie's family headcanons?

Jonnie is May 7-13, and while I haven't finalized their prompt list yet, sneak preview that May 8's prompt is 'meeting the family!'

[introvertedsadgalsblog]

1 Jack Sparrow and daughter Uma in a mock sword fight,while Tia Dalma looked over her husband and child with amusement as they were sparring.

2 while Tia and Jack were busy having a discussion, Uma is trying to sneak off by herself to explore the island.

3 A story of Jack Sparrow and his family. Jack sparrow and Tia Dalma become a couple during Dead Man's Chest. They had a daughter whom they named Uma. Uma is a pirate like her father Captain Jack Sparrow and also a witch/soothsayer like her mother Tia Dalma.

[athenaeum-of-evil]

Hehttps://archiveofourown.org/works/35989540/chapters/89717125

Good afternoon, I leave this story here, it is a mix between Ouat and descendants.

Once upon a time Descendants by Ani15

Rating: NR

Relationships: Ben/Mal, Jane/Carlos, Jay/Lonnie, Doug/Evie, Gil/Audrey, Harry/Uma, Chad/Audrey

Summary: In a fantastic world where the children of all the characters of fantastic stories coexist AURADON UNITED STATE. The happiest place on earth until …

Thank you for the submission, @aniovandoblog! ♥️

[amelie-isnt-french]

Protocol is actually just us Magnus Archives fans rapidly descending into s2-Jon-levels of paranoia. Granted, just like s2 Jon, we have reason to be paranoid, but it's still hilarious to see us all collectively scaling the walls of our enclosure while frothing at the mouth over our theories.

Jonny and Alex are playing us like a cheap harmonica and I'm so here for it

[just-an-enby-lemon]

"The Mechanisms were Jonathan Sims college band" and "Jon is the secret real past of Jonny D'ville" are both great takes but I present "Jon's descend into an unwilling antichirst figure is The Mecs new album and Jonny plays him in the songs because they just have very similar voices for some reason."

[hannahhook7744]

You Can Stop Laughing Now;

Summary: Jay needs help and Lonnie is laughing at him.

He's never felt so betrayed.

Trigger Warnings: Pee (from a baby). Happy late birthday present for @cleverqueencommander . Jin is their oc!

This can also be found on AO3.

Lonnie laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

And their little six year old daughter, Jin, laughed along with her.

Jay had never felt so betrayed.

Jay huffed before quickly dodging another stream of pee their new-ish son, Bolin, sent his way from where he was laying on the changing table.

"A little help would be great!"

Jin just kept laughing.

Which of course caused little Bolin (who had just learned to do so) to join in. Still peeing.

Jay groaned. "Ahh not you too, dude. You're supposed to be on my side! Not cool!"

Lonnie snorted, trying to stop herself from breaking out into laughter again as she made her way inside the nursery.

"How is the three month old supposed to be on your side?"

"Are you gonna help me or not?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Who knows."

"LONNIE!"

"Kidding. I'm coming."

Bolin and Jin didn't stop laughing.

The little traitors.

[emeritusemeritus]

Friday Night Dinner [Fred Weasley x Reader]

Title: Friday Night Dinner.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fiancé!Reader {Established relationship} George Weasley x Angelina Johnson, brief mentions of Ron Weasley x Hermione Granger.

Timeline: Set after the war, Fred is very much alive.

Summary: Friday night dinner at the Burrow, the first time both twins have brought their partners round at the same time and it’s a surprise all around.

Warnings: Brief mentions of the war but no vivid description of violence. Pregnancy, pregnant reader and characters. Talk of babies. Ron being a miserable sod. Brief mentions of a fight between Ron and Hermione. Not beta read or spell-checked, we die like Madeye.

Inspired by the last episode of Friday Night Dinner S6. Jonny and Adam give me such strong Fred and George vibes that I found myself writing this as I was watching it. Also, that GIF of James may have just knocked me up. 🤍

A slight nervousness bubbles up within you as you walk hand in hand with Fred down the cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley as the street lamps turn on, anticipating the dark evening ahead. George and Angelina were walking behind you, chatting amongst themselves and looking round at the newly renovated shopping quarter, seeing businesses booming once again after the threat of war was over and proprietors began spilling back into the alley. New stores were popping up everywhere, only increasing your fiancé's booming business and a smile crossed your face at the thought, knowing that the tensions of war were now in the past.

You'd all been to the leaky cauldron after Angelina had finished work for preparatory drinks before the four of you descended upon the Burrow for one of Molly's famous meals, walking back to the flat you shared with Fred and George above the shop to use the floo.

It was the first time Angelina would be visiting the Burrow as George's official girlfriend even though they'd been together a few months now, both of them reuniting after the war and renewing their friendship before it had turned into something more. You and Fred had been together since just before your fifth year at Hogwarts so it was far from your first meal at the Burrow but you were still slightly nervous this time.

"Maybe we should go on ahead," George says nervously to Fred, his hand pushing back some of his hair at the front as you all walk into your flat. Fred seems to pause, casting a look at both you and Angelina before nodding. You fought to roll your eyes, knowing exactly what George meant by that.

When Fred had brought you along with him for the first time as his official girlfriend, despite you having spent weeks on end at the burrow in the past as friends, Molly had gone all out and had been especially eccentric, welcoming you into the family and throwing a lavish feast, hovering constantly and fussing with every little detail. Now that both the twins had partners, you didn't doubt how over the top Molly would have gone, especially having never really met Angelina before. You bit at your lip to stop the smile from passing over your face as Angelina looked between the twins with obvious confusion upon her face.

"We'll meet you in 10," you said, placing your hand on Fred's shoulder, shooting a knowing look to George who seemed relieved that you understood. Fred turned slightly and kissed you on the lips before moving into the fireplace ahead of George and flooing away with a wink and a determined speech of 'the burrow'.

George hovered around Angelina for a moment who looked thoroughly unimpressed before stepping into the fire and immediately travelling towards the burrow as you took a seat on the sofa, waiting for them to be finished before you two joined along.

"So what's that all about?" Angelina asks, taking a seat on the sofa beside you, making you chuckle.

"Mum," George says with a tone of exasperation as he looks around at his childhood home, though it hardly looks the same as when he used to live there. Wild flowers tied up into neat floral displays decorated nearly every inch of spare surface around the kitchen and hallway. There were candles lit on the armoire and every side table spare and he had noticed that the fancier plates had been brought out, the table decorated to within an inch of its life.

"We said no flowers! Why's dad in a suit?!" He exclaims, seeing his father walking into the kitchen in his finest suit, the filigree patterned waistcoat complete with his dark blue overcoat with a collar and tails. "We said no suit!"

"It's a fancy occasion, I wanted to wear my fancy suit," Arthur says, pinning a wild flower to his pocket.

"It's not fancy, it's a casual dinner!" George says, getting more and more irate as he watched his father pin the peony to his suit pocket, looking even more formal. Fred can barely contain his laughter as he looks upon the scene, remembering the first time he'd brought you home as his girlfriend, though it wasn't as bad as this.

"Both my twins have partners now, it's a celebration!" Molly argues, faffing with something at the kitchen counter which looks to be a decadent trifle.

"You make it sound like we're trolls," Fred says, cutting in, "we can get girlfriends you know, we're not grotesque." George nods along, though he seems a lot less calm in his demeanour.

"Now you're just being silly," Molly says, pointing an accusatory finger at them both. "Of course you can get girlfriends."

"Fiancé's in this ones case," Arthur smiles proudly, patting Fred on the shoulder who shoots a smug look at George under the praise.

"So it's just me that you think can't get a girlfriend?" George says bluntly, winding his mother up further.

"Did I say that? You both have partners at the same time, both of which are coming for dinner for the first time together- where are they anyway?" Molly says, suddenly looking around as she realises that the two expected guests aren't there.

"We came ahead to check on the place and thank Merlin we did!" George shouts, gesturing at the mass of flowers littered around the place. Molly suddenly reaches out and strikes George with the tea towel on his upper arm, reaching her limit on his whining.

"Knock knock," you say with a smile, having stepped out of the fire and dusted yourself off whilst they were arguing, appearing by the entrance to the kitchen with a wide smile, holding out a box of muggle chocolate you knew Molly and Arthur were fond of.

"Oh y/n dear!" Molly says, rushing over to you to pull you into a warm hug. She pulls back and takes your face in her hands as if inspecting you in her maternal way. "You just get prettier, doesn't she Arthur? Are you hungry dear? Dinner shouldn't be long now," she says pulling back.

"Starving, been looking forward to this all week," you smile with an enthusiastic nod, seeing her face light up as you hand her the chocolates which she promptly thanks you for before you turn to Arthur who stands with his hand clutching his waistcoat, looking like a first class train conductor.

"Very dapper Mr Weasley," you say with a brief raise of your eyebrows as you take in his very formal appearance, suddenly feeling a little underdressed in your simple tea dress and cardigan. He bows his head at you with an over dramatic flair whilst laughing and you curtesy back at him, not missing George's glare at the mocking formality, smiling as you hear Fred let out a huff of laughter behind you.

"Why thank you miss y/l/n, or Weasley-to-be should I say," Arthur smiles then reaches out and pats your shoulder warmly before he walks off to get a drink, being chastised immediately by Molly for using one of the good glasses she'd just washed. You walk over to Fred who immediately pulls you in closer and presses a kiss to your head as you both grab a drink from the table before walking over to the little loveseat in the corner.

"Where's Ang?" George says suddenly nervous when his girlfriend doesn't appear after you.

"She's just fetching something, won't be long," you say, beginning to take a seat on the sofa until you're pulled into Fred's lap.

"Hi?" Angelina says as she steps out of the fire nervously and immediately George is racing over to her, followed closely by Molly and then Arthur.

"Oh lovely girls!" Molly says as she pulls you both over to the kitchen after she'd been introduced to Angelina. You see Arthur pull the boys to one side and can't help but smile as you imagine them getting a talking to, man to man where you can't overhear.

"What the bloody hell's he doing here?" George says a little while later as you all sit with a drink, waiting for the meal to be finished, seeing Ron walking grumpily down the stairs and rounding the corner to the kitchen. He looks glum, slumped over as he shuffles his body about, a creased burgundy T-shirt haphazardly thrown on with his plaid pyjamas. He pauses and says a brief hello to you all before making his way towards the fridge to pull out a drink, immediately tailed by Molly who runs after him calling out about not eating this or that as it's for dinner.

"He's a little glum, had a fight with Hermione," Arthur explains quietly, leaning in to you all as if he's telling you the secret of the century, before tapping the side of his nose, prompting you all to keep hushed about it.

"So he's joining us?" Fred asks from beside you, taking a swig of his Knotgrass mead.

"Afraid so boys, and girls," Arthur says, leaning back in his chair, linking his fingers over his belly, frowning gently in the direction of his moping youngest son. George immediately groans and you can't help but stifle a laugh as his displeasure, turning your head into Fred's shoulder to disguise it.

"Dinners ready," Molly says with a smile as she gestures you all to move towards the table, keeping he tone airy and formal as she guides Angelina by the shoulders to sit at the table beside George. You and Fred share a look of utter delight as you sit down at the opposite side of the table to George and Ang, already anticipating the brutal questioning they were facing.

Ron mopes the entire way through dinner, not even slightly amused by Molly's incessant questioning of what Angelina does for her job, how they met, what her school life was like, her family and every other topic she could think of. Arthur had been gripped when she disclosed that she was the Gryffindor quidditch captain during your last year and the conversation had quickly drifted to quidditch in general as the twins added in stories and quips of their time on the team with Angelina before they were banned by Umbridge. Ron had barely added two words despite being on the team as well and instead had grumbled his way through a reply about a certain game versus Slytherin where he insisted they were using dirty tactics.

"What's for pudding?" Ron asks with a mouthful of food, helping himself to seconds or rather thirds after everyone had already finished. Molly instantly calls him out for his bad manners before turning to Angelina with an apologetic smile, ignoring her youngest son until everyone had clearly finished.

"Trifle for pudding!" She announces, standing up excitedly and rushes over to the counter to gather the rather ornately decorated trifle in the big bowl as Arthur clears the plates with a flick of his wand.

"Will you stop moaning Ronald!" You hear from the kitchen as Ron follows Molly in to help fetch the dessert plates and you can't help but let out a chuckle at the noise, laughing a little quieter than your fiancé next to you, who doesn't hold back his cackle. George still looks thoroughly unimpressed, thinking that Ron was stealing the night away from him and Angelina and you take a sip of your butterbeer with a smirk on your face, enjoying the Weasley drama unfolding around you.

Pudding was had, a great success all around and you helped Molly clear plates despite her protest as everyone made their way into the lounge. Molly had sent you in with after dinner mints that you placed onto the coffee table before sitting down next to Fred, watching as Arthur tucks into the mint chocolates almost immediately.

"Ronald Billius Weasley you are spoiling this night, if you cannot stop moping you are welcome to retire upstairs!" Molly shouts from the kitchen,

"Don't see why it's such a performance, y/n's been coming round since they were in third year," Ron mumbles as he slumps into the armchair in the lounge, blissfully ignorant of the harsh glare that Molly was shooting into the back of his head.

"Ronald you'll respect you're mother, she's gone to a lot of trouble tonight," Arthur says, stepping in.

"Too much," George mumbles under his breath and once again you find yourself biting the inside of your cheek to stop smiling or laughing.

"It may have escaped your notice Ronald, but both of your brothers have girlfriends now, at the same time, whom they have brought for dinner. If you weren't as temperamental as a hippogriff perhaps Hermione would have joined us too!" Molly says, walking Ron with the tea towel that was tucked into her apron.

Sensing a full blown argument about to erupt between mother and son, which of course Arthur would be dragged into and no doubt the twins at a later point, and then you, you share a poignant look with Fred, silently conversing as you try to decide if now was the right time. Fred stands suddenly and clears his throat, immediately getting the attention of his parents.

"I'd like to say something," Fred says, suddenly feeling a little nervous as every pair of eyes trains in on him, not that he's not used to that of course. He looks to you and reaches out his hand for you to hold as he shoots you a little smile, seemingly summoning courage from your touch.

"You've set a date?!" Molly says excitedly, her tea towel holding hand stopping midair as she focuses her attention of the older twin.

"For the wedding? No," he says with a smirk, knowing it would infuriate his mother to give such a vague reply. She huffs but never takes her eyes off him as a few seconds of silent anticipation pass. The hand holding yours slowly pulls you up off the couch and he instinctively pulls you into his side, your hand wrapping around his waist as you share a smile. He then turns back to look at his mum before slipping his other hand down to rest on the small curve of your lower abdomen, cradling the sacred present inside of you.

"Y/n’s pregnant," he says with a glowing smirk, never taking his hand off your tiny but growing bump as he kissed your head.

Molly is frozen for a second as you can almost see the cogs going around in her mind as she processes the information, her gaze firmly cemented upon Fred's hand on your belly.

Mere seconds later she erupts into a loud squeal of pure delight, running forward to pull you into her arms, knocking Fred out of the way as you laugh in her hold, tears forming in your eyes as her utter delight. Arthur immediately walks over to Fred with a shocked but immensely proud smile on his face and pulls his son into his arms, giving him a strong fatherly hug as he pats his back. Molly breaks away from you, immediately placing her hand on your bump and muttering absolute unintelligible nonsense as she speaks over herself, every thought pouring out at once. She then launches at Fred and cries in delight as she pulls him into a hug, words still falling from her mouth as she rambles about how pleased she is and how proud she is.

Arthur walks up to you and pulls you into a hug too and for the briefest second you can tell that he is crying, tears falling down his cheeks as he wordlessly holds you tenderly.

"Arthur, we're going to be grandparents!" Molly beams, almost bouncing with delight as she claps her hands together after wiping her eyes.

"Indeed we are Molly, how wonderful," Arthur says, taking hold of his wife as they embrace excitedly.

Fred suddenly reaches for you and pulls you back into his side, stroking your back absently as you both watch his parents react to your news.

It was everything you'd hoped for and more, seeing their reaction and you couldn't help but dab at your own eyes, the emotions and joy overwhelming you. Fred notices, of course he does, and pulls you in for a kiss. You can see that he's also a little misty eyed at the sight and it only warms your heart further to see.

Ron comes up to you and congratulates you, giving you the most awkward side hug imaginable despite being friends for years. He then gets pulled in by his big brother and they do a little manly back pat that makes you chuckle.

"You know," Ron begins to say, though his tone has dropped once again as he mumbles his way through the words. Molly immediately senses him about to ruin the moment and viciously points her finger at him in warning which seems to build the tension again as everyone watches in nervous anticipation.

"I actually have something to say too," Angelina says, raising her hand to deflect the attention away from Ron. You look up at her with a knowing smile as she glances at you and you subtly nod your head to her, encouraging her to go on. She then turns to George with a little nervous smile and you can't help but watch with rapt attention as she takes his hand, seeing his utter confusion as her gaze flicks between George and Molly. "I'm also pregnant."

Dead silence fills the room following Angelina's words, everyone except you utterly shocked by the revelation, but none more so than George.

"Are you, are you happy?" She asks George, seeing him still frozen in place.

"He certainly looks happy," Fred quips, earning a swift nudge to the ribs from you.

"Yeah, yeah of course," George says quietly, though you can see that he's not fully convinced of his answer, still in shock. You knew George well enough that he would be overjoyed by the news ordinarily, he just needed to let it sink in. After a few tense moments, he suddenly turns to Angelina and smiles goofily, looking down at her still flat belly before she pulls him in for a kiss. It's heartwarming to see and you can't help but clutch Fred a little tighter as your pregnancy emotions heighten the joy you feel.

"Two babies?!" Molly shouts suddenly, her arms waving in the air as the double realisation hits her, bouncing in the spot as she turns and clings to Arthur.

"Uh, three, I guess, actually," you say with a grin as Fred chuckles beside you, resting his hand on your belly again and stroking the two growing babies inside you. Molly and Arthur let out perfectly synchronised gasps as Molly's giddiness doubles. Suddenly she turns to Angelina with a waiting look and Angelina chuckles, holding her hands up.

"Just three, at least I think," she laughs and within moments Molly is reaching for her and pulling her into a giant hug as Arthur reaches for George and embraces him exactly as he had Fred. 

"You knew?" Fred whispers in your ear and you nod in reply, shooting him a cheeky, innocent smile that fools no one.

After Arthur and George part, Fred drops his hold of you and walks straight to George to congratulate him, wrapping him in a close embrace. You reach out for Angelina and you link hands, both doted on by Molly who keeps babbling about 'lovely girls' and 'three babies' with utter joy.

"This calls for a celebration I think!"

[idontliketomatoesleavemealone]

[kaizokuou-ni-naru]

o wise and powerful Jonny, any insights about the title of chapter 1110? I've seen it translated as "falling stars" or "planetfall"

[chapter 1110 spoilers!]

sure! the title is 降星/kousei, which is not an extant word, so far as i know. it combines two kanji. 降/kou is fall or descend (usually in the sense of precipitation; snow, rain, etc), while 星/sei is ‘star,’ it’s the final kanji in 五老星/gorousei (‘five elder stars’). it is also used more loosely to mean ‘heavenly body’ and is used in the japanese names of the planets, which (combined with their being named after the planets) is why gorousei is occasionally translated as ‘five elder planets.’

when i was reading the raws for this chapter, i parsed the title as ‘falling/descending stars,’ but ‘planetfall/falling planets’ etc is also not incorrect- they both capture the central idea of “the stars/planets (the gorousei) are falling/descending (from the sky).”

[capacle]

20 Brazilian TTRPGs I wish also existed in English

Today I offer you:

20 Brazilian TTRPGs I wish also existed in English (because I want the world to know about them)

Buckle up, because you won't BELIEVE the diversity of our indie scene.

[presented in no particular order, and only one per author]

1. Meu Brinquedo Preferido ('My favorite toy'), by Eduardo Caetano

A metaphor about a child's growing process by deconstructing their fears through playful situations.

2. SeanchaS, by Jorge Valpaços and Jefferson Neves

A game about myths, construction of identity and narrative around bonfires, about the time of ancient stories and the present time.

3. Gatunos, by Tiago Junges

A GMless/Solo game in which you play as cat thieves and mercenaries doing the dirty work of the five big factions that run the city.

4. Nômades (Nomads), by Marcelo Collar

A card-based RPG in which you play as beings who have the ability to find and pass through the cracks in the veil that separates the universes.

5. Infaernum, by Caio Romero

Create your own apocalypse while playing the game, and interpret characters who experience the last days of all things.

6. Áureos, Os Dançarinos da Lua ('The Moon Dancers'), by Rey Ooze

A game of fight and freedom where dice play capoeira. You play as an 'Áureo', a former slave who, in a fantastic colonial Brazil, receives the blessings of his Orisha to free his people from slavery.

7. Veridiana, by Alan Silva

You play as creatures that live in a large tree, embarking on a deeply sentimental journey in search of a cure.

8. Karyu Densetsu, by Thiago Rosa and Nina Bichara

A game inspired by action anime and manga, with tactical combat, philosophical conversation, and passionate ideals.

9. Imperia, by Jonny Garcia

A game of politics and intrigue in a medieval court, inspired by Game of Thrones. Create a kingdom collaboratively and assume the role of the most influential people in it.

10. Goddess save the Queen, by Carol Neves and Julio Matos

A pulp adventure game in which you play as secret agents of the British Crown during the interwar period, with their own agenda connected in some way with their home nation.

11. Abismo Infinito ('Infinite Abyss'), by John Bogéa

A narrative game of psychological horror in which the protagonists are astronauts, far away in space, involved in a web of lucid nightmares and manifestations of their own fears.

12. Mojubá, by Lucas Conti and Lucas Sampaio

An Afrofuturistic urban fantasy game inspired by Yoruba and Afro-Brazilian mythologies. Play as a person with fantastic powers who descends from the Orixás, fights evil spirits, and occasionally gets into a rap battle.

13. Chopstick, by Igor Moreno

A game inspired by action movies of oriental martial arts, gang fights and crime, with a twist on Fate Accelerated.

14. Contos do Galeão ('Tales of the Galleon'), by Encho Chagas

Create together the legend of a vessel that would have existed during the Golden Age of Piracy. Players will create the ship, its pirates, as well as its enemies, challenges, and rewards.

15. O Cordel do Reino do Sol Encantado ('The Cordel of the Kingdom of the Enchanted Sun'), by Pedro Borges

A narrative game set in the northeastern 'cangaço' region at the beginning of the 20th century.

16. Através das Trevas ('Through the Darkness'), by Ramon Mineiro

A post-apocalyptic fantasy game inspired by The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, The Witcher and Diablo.

17. Nihilo, by Andre Osna and Gustavo Rolanski

A world very much like our own—yet bigger, deeper, and stranger. Secret banks are run by Urban Dragons, Infernal mafias terrorize slums, interdimensional portals open in the basements of abandoned pizzerias.

18. Caçada ao Colosso ('Hunt for the Colossus'), by Jairo Borges Filho

Reenact stories such as Siegfried and the dragon Fafnir, the Greek Odyssey or legends centered on the opposition of two primary forces of humanity.

19. Perdidos ('Lost'), by Marcelo Paschoalin

Inspired by Bloodborne and Dark Souls, a world in ruins, fragmented to the point where only memories remain. You'll find relics of yesteryear, monstrous beasts, beings that have forgotten their purpose, and devious paths to tread.

20. Hitodama - A jornada das almas ('The Journey of the Souls'), by Alexsander Araujo

You are Shinigamis: creatures half divinity, half Yokai, who must carry out missions through different worlds, fighting formidable enemies and saving lost souls.