#as well as dona dona

[defensivelee]

had a lovely nsfw dream about William and Sunderland, but as it gave me ideas for the next Six Lives chapter I will keep my mouth shut 🤐🤐 for now

[the-lightless-flame]

'dolls are changing our society beyond recognition' is a statistical error. societal changes jasper, who has directly caused four separate major changes in the social structure of new albion, was an outlier and should not have been counted

[braskide]

my dream verse / plot is a collective post x-2 ( even way later years ) of muses that end up enclosed in a conclave to elect a new representative for bevelle. basically, the conclave movie plot. yuna gets put in charge of collecting all the most Important :tm: figures and manage them to get together so they all cast votes until an agreement is reached. she's so tired and she just wants to get it done but she was entrusted with this task being the high summoner. baralai is pacific in a honorable way, and seems the most reasonable to get this position. gippal has the most diabolic vape hit of all time in the bevelle sacred hall. leblanc has insane receipts about everyone as to why they should NOT be considered ( indirectly favoring nooj instead ). they all end up fighting about their beliefs in yevon. do you see the vision.

[adreamoverlife]

rpz from antoines perspective is kinda funny because you go without seeing Dr. Cox for like 2 episodes and then on the last night JDG just wakes up that morning and decides he has it in him for actual psychology horror rp

[qulizalfos]

hm. anyone up for a shitty ficlet out thursday

[oveliagirlhaditright]

You gotta love the fact that both Tidus and Yuna put the Luca Goers down for being rude/jerks in FFX. #soulmates.

[starvingtongue]

FUN ASK!!! If you were forced to play as your least favorite character in the fandom, who would they be? How would you play them?

gonna go with ffx/x-2 on this one cause that's where most of my muses are from. and from that, I'm gonna go with Brother, specifically him X-2.

He had so much potential in X-2 (as did the game as a whole tbh) and it felt wasted. If I picked him up as a muse, the first thing I'd do is get rid of the crush he had on Yuna. I don't think I need to explain the reason why on that either. 😅 His enthusiasm for constantly saving Yuna because of it always felt a bit much, and I'm not sure if I'd temper that down or change it to the fact that she's the high summoner (and technically his cousin) and that being the reason why.

The thing I will say is that I did like how he struggled a little bit with learning another language. That was a nice touch and it's not something I see on a regular basis in games. Also his relationship with Rikku and Cid was a nice touch, and something I'd like to explore a little more too.

[notmoreflippingelves]

I'm just saying that the Elena of Avalor fandom does not know how lucky they are that they don't have an active k*nk meme the way the Ace Attorney fandom does. Because I am not sure the world at large is ready for the absolute mad head canons, scenarios, and ships I would unleash upon them if only there was a designated appropriate, still-active, adults-only place to do so.

[lucifer-kane]

Still can't get over the lines "The hand that withered me was my own" and "Desire to express, all that I had kept repressed" from David. They're so deep in my brain they're so.

David Adams, a man who wanted nothing more than to die that day he threw himself from Warner's Peak. How the only thing he knew was work, work, and more work. To hide his true self away because of abuse and fear of falling down a path that he was told to stay away from. From a boy who wanted nothing more than to sing and perform and be happy, to a man who had a mental break so large that it changed his life both for the worse and for the better, after a time.

But like we knew, instead he flew, the potential he had finally burst from him when he Flowered, becoming something else after that and becoming Raven. Things went wrong some time after he found the people who would become family, one would betray them and Raven would lose David for over a century. Thinking nothing else other than David being dead and gone, that surprise of hearing his voice once more after he told Han, his great grand-daughter, he loved her. And in how much he's missed David during that time and that Raven loves him, finally.

About how they can make things anew, from their home and themselves, once again.

[a-eo-iu]

Selection of characters for a possible story set in 1900s northeast Brasil

Mira is a jagunço, a sort of gunslinger who works as hired protection. He used to be a cangaceiro (criminal gunslinger who operated in bands and often attacked farms and small cities), but his band fell apart, and he started working for the first farmer who caught his attention: nhô Carlos.

Nhô Carlos, a rich (and single) ranch owner, and Dona Ana, last heir of a powerful family of the region, are rival farmers/land owners. The two often clash over claims on each other's territories, and each has gathered a small personal army to protect their properties.

Sôr Sérgio is Carlos's most trusted employee and boss of the cowboys/ranch hands in his property. Mira often spends his time helping sôr Sérgio with the animals instead of doing his actual job of guarding the property.

Coronel Alexandre, who is not actually a colonel, is a captain of the Guarda Nacional, the imperial and early republic equivalent of the police. He's in charge of keeping the peace in the region the story is set in, and Mira is in charge of causing trouble, so you might guess they do Not like each other very much.

[consistantly-changing]

House got robbed

[bat-the-misfit]

imagine if brazil had a boyband

[nortoncampbells]

wanna add just a couple brazilian faves

like black people are present in every single fucking genre and scene and popularized and straight up created several but people are so fucking hell bent on finding every possible excuse to not engage with their music because its easier than trying to confront their own racism. like okay well if its truly just a disinterest in most rap music then surely you listen to black artists in other genres right? who am i fucking kidding. of course you dont.

[gazsdiary]

JOHNNY'S SECRET

Johnny Soap Mactavish x Reader (Later Poly!tf141 x reader)

ABO Universe

Oneshot: Johnny's Secret

Summary: Johnny has a secret and Gaz is determined to find out what is he is hiding that makes him smile like a fool. Or rather: who.

Warnings: none

Let me know if you want this to become a series!

(I do NOT allow anyone stealing, translating or imitating this work)

xoxo

Something was going on with Johnny. He had been disappearing at random hours for the last couple of days, nobody knew where he went. At first, none of them cared, maybe he was just getting some air or going to the bathroom. Who knows. He was always a bit weird if they were honest. However, Gaz had started noticing some slight changes in his new behaviour, or his new routine. For example, how he always disappeared at the same time, sometimes even leaving in the middle of lunch without giving any explanations. And always came back smiling. A stupid smile as Simon had named it, but a smile nonetheless. 

When Gaz has asked them about this Simon shrugged his shoulders and Price only frowned his lips saying that he’ll keep an eye on him. So he had made it his mission to find where his same-rank friend was when he disappeared. 

They had always been glued to the hip. Well, since he came around. It had been weird at the beginning. The connection they had, almost instantly, was electrifying. He was the one that introduced him to the rest of the pack, he would be forever thankful for that. However. 

There was no space for secrets in their relationship, and Johnny was hiding a big one. And it was Gaz’s responsibility to find out what it was, mostly for the pack stability he said. Mostly. Because, would he sound needy if he said he felt left out by his partner in crime?

That’s why he was there right now. Waiting for Johnny to come out of the medical hallway, leaning against the wall, waiting patiently looking at the door. Medical office 1. 263. First floor. Soap was there. He knew it. He had followed him all the way from the Mess, from a cautious distance. 

Is this where he had been disappearing all this time? Was he sick? Was it something so serious to hide it from the Pack? Worried fill him for a second before he heard the door open, Soap exiting with that fucking dumb smile. It fell rapidly from his face when he saw his packmate leaning against the wall, a frown adorning his forehead. 

“What’re ye doing here?” He asked in a huss, closing the door and walking fastly towards him. There was not an ounce of that smile anymore.

“What am I doing  here? Now you’re taking the piss” 

Soap growled grabbing him by the arm and dragging him around the corner, hiding away from the clinic, Gaz’s back was towards that direction.

“Listen, ye can’t be here. Ye donae get it. Just, trust me”

“You’ve been disappearing, no one knows where you are going and you tell me to go away? Me ? What the fuck is happening Johnny? Are you sick or som? You can trust me, you know-”

He almost fell forward, a weight crashing into him, hitting him on his back. 

“Ow! I’m so sorry about that, sir!” You apologised, never stopping your pace as you snuck around them “Oh, bye Johnny! See you tomorrow!” You didn’t stop walking down the hallway, slightly tripping over when you tried to catch your speed after that bump.

Gaz’s gaze followed your retreating form. You had bump into him and looked him in the eye as you apologised, you even smiled at him. He felt a warm feeling spreading inside his chest, his fingertips tingling. He had to stop the happy grumbles growing in his chest

“Who was that?”

“That’s gonna be our wife.”

[starvingtongue]

The Aeon that Dona bonded with the most was Ifrit, which probably is no surprise to anyone. Ifrit's Fayth recognised the passionate, yet stubborn woman, with fiery attitude that Dona that is. Despite outward appearances, Ifrit recognised the selflessness that Dona had within her. The steel facade that Dona outwardly presented, the arrogance, the sarcasm, the directness that bordered and crossed into rudeness sometimes, hid a selflessness and passion to protect the people of Spira from Sin.

Dona's passion to protect & bring happiness to the people of Spira, even at the cost of her own life, resonated with him deeply, especially considering he was a former Crusader. Ifrit is the Aeon she misses most, the one that she connected with the most deeply, out of all the Aeons she obtained.

[angstandhappiness]

INTERESTING, VERY INTERESTING

THE TWO-FACED MOMSTER : wife of the two-headed dad monster!

her circus tent body oozes blood out of the bottom that functions like water and you have to avoid it. dona's side uses it to push you away as well as throws safety pin projectiles at you. midge's side is trying to pull you in using her arms and flag garlands. she wields a needle and thread at some point and is trying to stitch you in to her tent to keep you close.

a manifestation of the combination of raz's fear that his mother thinks he is a terrifying abomination for being a psychic (and that he did the right thing to run away from her) and oleander's guilt for distancing himself from his mother in order to gain the approval of his father (and never getting to reconnect with her before her recent death)