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mrd0ll · 2 days ago
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[A ANOTHER ONEEEEEE??? WAAAAAAAAH TOT MEEEL YOU'RE ADORABLE I LOVE IIT!!]
[Husogi look so fluffy and adorable joj THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAINNNN!!!! <33]
-Husogi Fanart, 2/3!💝
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@mrd0ll <3
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meansevika · 1 month ago
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❝ You gonna do anything about that piece of shit that murdered my boy? ❞
ARCANE (2021—2024)
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melverie · 1 year ago
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Can I just say that I absolutely LOVE how ever since they all found out that MC is human and was brought here against their will, it was Lucifer who kept insisting that they shouldn't be the ones to trap MC in the Devildom. That whether they want to stay or not is a decision MC has to make themself and that the brothers should support them no matter what they end up choosing
And now that the moment is finally here, now that MC has confirmed that they indeed plan on heading home, and now that all of his brothers agreed on helping them get back, having forged a pact and lending their powers to do so—
Now that he knows that he's the final piece needed to send them back; that the lingering idea of the yet to be forged pact between them is what's stopping MC from potentially leaving their side for good, leaving his side for good—
Now that they have finally gotten to this point, he realizes something. And he's unable to live with it
And so, he goes back on his word.
He's taking that choice from them.
"I don't want to."
Lucifer's pride is what keeps his voice leveled and neutral, as if it were just another day. As if he everything was completely fine. As if he didn't feel this pain in his heart, almost as if someone had rammed a dagger through his chest over and over and over again
To most people, he'd appear to be in perfect control of his emotions—if only his gaze wouldn't completely obliterated that frail façade of his. The way his beautiful dark eyes shimmering with a hint of blood red silently plead, beg MC to stay...
Internally, he is breaking apart because he knows what he is doing isn't right. He knows that he shouldn't trap them like a bird in a cage, and yet he can't help himself. Not in this situation. Not when it comes to MC
'No'
He—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride himself—is the last thing trapping the very person that finally made him realize what his sister had meant forever ago
'I won't let you go'
How one day, someone would stumble their way into his life, and how he'd love them so wholeheartedly and so deeply that everything else would become trivial as long as he'd get to hold them in his arms
'I can't let you go'
Someone that he'd happily throw away everything for, not even considering any alternatives if only for the shred of a chance at just one last tomorrow with them
'Please stay with us. Please stay with me'
Everything.
'I cannot lose you, MC'
Even if they'll never forgive him for it.
"I'm not going to forge a pact with MC."
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foccaccia · 9 months ago
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Day 18, Judgement, for Wyllstravaganza2024! Please open image for better quality, etc etc.
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lenle-g · 3 months ago
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Inspired by this WIP by @melmac78:
John was near the stern, looking out to sea. He had enjoyed looking at all the planes on board as well as the ships sailing by - business and pleasure, but this too was a sight to see. Especially as he had grown just a smidge annoyed of hearing Scott talk about the T-34 Mentor to the Scouts, so he had a bit of peace to enjoy it. John was amazed at how the light and clear blue sky would reflect off the Gulf of Mexico, turning the normally brownish waters the same beautiful color. Out in the distance, some offshore oil rigs still dotted the distance. While biofuels and renewable sources were finally being produced with an even lower waste footprint, there still was the need for some oil products. He was feeling a bit tired and warm from the sun as he leaned over the side to look at what appeared to be a pod of dolphins swimming by... or were they those blue men-of-war that Gordon said don't touch? There were others sounds, but they seemed distant and blurred. John watched the pod seem to double and triple in size, confusing him. Then his head started feeling light. "Oh no." He thought vaguely, as a few moments later as he hit the rail at his waist. The pilot gave a faint yelp as he tilted over, the vertigo getting worse as he saw thick netting and a more angry water churning by the hull. His vision started to swim as he kept moving forward. He tried to grab the rail, but caught air instead... A pair of rough hands grab his baldric and pulled back. John stumbled from the course correction and fell back, still feeling as though the world was going down a drain... The same hands cradled him under the arms now as he was then set on the ground. The person was propping him up against their legs and chest. There were running sounds on the deck toward them, but they sounded about the same as the waves - ocean or his ears John wasn’t sure. The person holding him had a hand on his jaw, trying to get him to look at them. He could see someone, even though the image was slightly blurry as grey edges flickered in his blind spots. John just couldn't speak. There were more muddled sounds nearby, vocalizing a sound similar to a distant flock of seagulls. That was until louder bass timber - a voice John reminded himself - shooed them away. The same voice then tried again to get John to speak. He tried this time, but all that came out was a soft moan. John then felt the other person's hand run through his hair, who also assured him he was all right. Between the hand and then a light kiss on the top of his head, John realized he was indeed conscious and being held by a brother. Otherwise, he'd be stretched out on the deck - and admittedly the kiss would be a little odd. Then the same gentle hand was at his throat, checking his pulse. "John - can you hear me now?" said Virgil as he leaned into John's view, gently lifting his chin again to check the redhead's eye reaction.
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mercymaker · 9 months ago
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𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 & 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐄 + 💜😘🌊
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moonlightflower-queen · 2 months ago
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Couldn't stop thinking about the Macaria design i did a while ago
Also important:
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vampiristar · 28 days ago
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Arcane Analysis: Mel’s Path to Self-Discovery
(arcane act III spoilers)
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You know what? I’m just going to start with it: Mel was never truly in love with Jayce, and this is a key-aspect of her character as much as Jayce didn’t love her too. Sure, they cared for each other, but did either of them really feel love? True love? No.
Mel confided in Jayce about the immense expectations she faced as a Medarda. Her entire life was dedicated to gaining her mother’s approval, leaving no room to act for herself. Everything about her life was calculated, including her relationship with Jayce. To her, it was a perfect match—he was a rising star in Piltover, someone who fit the image she needed to maintain. She said it herself in act III when Jayce confronted her, he was a investment.
Then— the awakening of her powers. It’s a turning point for her. A moment where she begins to break free from those expectations and starts to find herself. It’s about independence, self-discovery, and stepping away from a life dictated by her mother.
Mel loves her mother, but she had to break away from her in the end because Ambessa was holding her back. Her mother saw her as a weakness, and in some ways, Mel’s attachment to her became her greatest obstacle to personal growth.
I love their relationship—Ambessa represents tradition and power, while Mel embodies a modern, forward-thinking approach. They loved each other deeply, but they never truly understood one another. This is about the generational gap between a parent and a child. And as a POC, damn I feel that.
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Anyway. We know Mel was exiled for Noxus so, in a way, she managed to be far away from her family’s traditions… but the weight of social norms still clings to her. Mel had always lived within the norms in Piltover, always followed the expectations placed upon her—even when she didn’t fully realize it. She has to fit. She is a Medarda, she must represent her clan and show to others her greatness, that she's not a mere outsider.
Then, suddenly, she discovers that she was never truly part of those norms. She wasn’t what the world—or even she herself—thought she was. She, Mel Medarda, is an illegitimate child AND a mage. And now, she’s left to navigate this entirely new understanding of herself and her place in the world. It’s both terrifying and beautiful.
Personally, I kinda like to think of Mel as a queer Black woman seeking her individuality. The pressure to do everything to be socially acceptable is something that Black women deeply understand, but it’s also a struggle familiar to queer people. Mel embodies both experiences so powerfully.
It’s such a compelling narrative. I really hope we get to see more of her in the next project because her journey has so much potential. Watching her grow, break free, and fully embrace her true self would be nothing short of incredible. She will break generational curses, trust me 💫
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loversmore · 9 months ago
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SEUNGKWAN for @youngkang 🧡
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burningfunobject · 1 month ago
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WHERE is ekko???
Why did the caveman show up instead of him
Where has that little RAT scampered off to
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typicalopposite · 5 days ago
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BECZ!!!!
🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕
MELZZZZ! <3 (spoiler alert! I'm repeating yesterday... I didn't even count theses just have this bit from the 118 Toy Drive featuring Tommy as the fill in Santa! <3 consider yourself also tagged for...
WIP Wednesday
take me back (from chapter 4)
(i was tagged by @weewookinard & @bidisasterevankinard <3)
“Alright let me hear it then,” Evan says, crossing his arms, leaning back against the counter. He 
“Let you hear what?” Tommy asked fiending confusion. Evan’s arms tightened across his chest and he cocked a brow, unmoving— he had to be joking. “Seriously,” Tommy groaned when he finally accepted Evan was not, in fact, joking. 
“Mhmm,” Evan hums. “It’s the most important part, Tommy! It has to be perfect!”  
Tommy lets out a sigh and rolls his eyes. Anyone else— anyone else, and he would tell them to fuck off. They sprung this on him, they would take what they got, and get over it. But this is Evan. Anything for Evan… He clears his throat and lets out a deep “Ho, Ho, Ho…” Evan instantly bites his lips and covers them with his hand. “What?!” Tommy gasps.
“Nothing!” Evan quips back, faking a cough as he quite literally— Tommy just knows— wipes the smirk from his lips with the hand. “Nothing,” he repeats, more monotone. “It’s just— I didn’t think anything would ever top the fake mouth static…” Tommy feels his eyes droop, unamused. “I was wrong.”
“You’re lucky, Buckley…” Tommy says snarkily… taking a step towards Evan, who throws up his hands while also trying his damndest to keep a straight face. “That your sister must have used military grade adhesive on this beard, and I doubt she will come remove it for me to dramatically leave you with no Santa… or so help me, I would.” 
That’s enough to break Evan’s hold, and he doubles over, laughing, dragging Tommy right along with him.  
It feels good.
Damn it feels so good. To hear Evan’s laugh… to be the one causing it. Evan always laughed at Tommy’s lame attempts at humor; he laughed at the dry humor… the dark humor… the bad humor that got him eye rolls from everyone else. Tone it back… inner Sal says… Stay in your lane. 
Thankfully— but begrudgingly so— they are interrupted by Bobby; he pokes his head into the bathroom and clears his throat. “Sorry to intrude, but we already have a line of kids out here, and they are getting antsy!” 
Evan pulls out his elf hat, and pulls it down over his head. “On it, Cap. See you out there Santa…” he says, offering a final smile and Tommy mentally grabs it and tucks it away to keep safe— to cherish since it’s all he’s going to ever get anymore.
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mel-loly · 1 month ago
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-I know I'm late, but as promised... Here's a fanart for Misty, happy late birthday! ^^💖
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It's very simple but, hope you like it anyway!!🫶
@mistysparks
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thatsailormoonkinnie · 11 days ago
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New AU idea is eating me alive
Ok, theater kid here. I haven’t seen the Wicked movie yet, but it’s release has sent me straight back down the wicked rabbit hole.
so…I’ve reached the point where my hyperfixations are merging…so MelJayVik nation..I give you this offering:
MELJAYVIK WICKED AU
like my brain is screaming it works so well. Like
Viktor: Elphaba
Mel: Galinda/Glinda
Jayce: Fiyero
It works so well. Also like Viktor as Elphaba EATS like I need to draw this sassy little man in a black and green suit like RIGHT NOW.
Mel and Jayce I feel could kinda go either way storywise for who is Fiyero and who is Galinda, but dynamic wise this works best. Like, it’s so good, I’ve been listening to the soundtrack and just picturing them and screaming lol
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melverie · 22 days ago
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I love Marchosias 🫶🫶
Oh wow, what a crazy coincidence, look who came to say hi!!
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I still need to make a dedicated post for her but until then some random Maze lore because!!!!!!! Taking any & every chance I get to yap about her
She has discovered a spell that makes Solomon's cooking edible to some degree. Exclusively uses it to enable Solomon, and to lull unsuspecting people into a false sense of safety. Because while the effects of Solomon's magic is suppressed and not noticeableat first, it is still very much present. So if you eat too much, you still have to deal with the consequences <3
Back in the Celestial Realm her only friend was Raphael. She doesn't remember him anymore, but he remembers her and is glad she got to grow up happy
I have. Accidentally made her demon design very dragon coded. Considering how much I love dragons I guess that was unavoidbale, but my god do I feel silly about it in a way
Has a secret blackmail folder on the student body, and MC is her main source of intel on the brothers
She has two huge scars on her back where her angel wings used to be
Her childhood friends are Baal and Aym, two demons who also have a pact with Solomon (remember me mentioning I have two more vague concepts for OCs? Them <3). They're brothers with Baal being the older one. Depending on his mood, Aym is either aloof or impulsive and violent, though he is genuinely well-meaning (usually). Baal on the other hand seems incredibly charming and good-natured, to the point you don't even realize just how manipulating he actually is. Also Aym is part of the newspaper club while Baal has already graduated RAD, maybe..??
Like I said, I haven't settled on how I want them to be like exactly 😭 They love shape-shifting tho!! You'll see them tailing people as cats every once in a while
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homosherb · 24 days ago
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“we need more complex female characters!!”
y’all can’t even handle season 2 caitlyn kiramman
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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 month ago
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For the three-sentence prompt: chocolate.
Drive safely!
Sky hummed happily as he practically melted, leaning against Warriors’ shoulder.
“Told you a chocolate milkshake makes any bad shift better,” Wars laughed, sipping on his own drink.
His friend couldn’t offer any words in response, but the happy smile that spread across his face as he closed his eyes in contentment was enough.
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