#c: mel medarda

[beelzeballing]

having your two favorite arcane characters be viktor and mel AND shipping jayvik at the same time is like. on one hand i cannot stop collecting w's but also the whole fandom has it out for me cuz the jayvik shippers hate mel and the mel lovers hate jayvik. why cant we all just hold hands. why must we fight.

[minediamonds]

don't leave me here . (jayce to mel?)

Mel doesn't want to leave. She really doesn't. But she feels unsure what else to do. Still, she touches Jayce's arm, a comforting gesture. "I....I don't know what else to do."

"Would you prefer I stay? I can, if you like." She manages a small smile. Though she is unsure if there is anything she can say or do. Still, if Jayce wants her to stay, she will. She owes him that much.

[starry-nights12]

A few MelJay moments I noticed:

When Mel got close to his face you can see Jayce gulp and his adams apple moved.

My friend @a-hams-art pointed this out. BUT HIS EYES WENT BACK AND FORTH FOLLOWING HER ASS!!!

It looks like Jayce was going in for another kiss but was surprised when Mel pushed him onto the bed.

[bubblewater]

I do agree with how the wealthy utilize research and technology to make themselves richer and inhibiting access to innovative technologies that would improve the commonfolk’s quality of life and how that plays into the political field of innovation and implementation of new ideas

But when was Mel looking at Viktor like a bug??? I don’t think she’s ever expressed hatred for him at all.

Sorry but It's actually so annoying how much people downplay the crucial role piltover's corrupt council games played in derailing jayce/viktor's work and pretty much putting shackles around their lives. The council is directly responsible for and directly FUNDING so much of the misery that happens in this show, before the story has even started. Before Powder ever finds the gemstone. They single-handedly doom half of the region to death.

Just during the show: Jayce wanted to create magic to aid and uplift the common people, the council wanted trade route instant teleportators to make themselves richer.

Jayce & Viktor wanted to work on technology to help miners and steelworkers and artisans who are trying to survive in the industrial hellscape of piltover and zaun; the council wants it shelved for another 20 years. (yes, heimer is part of the corrupt council - no matter how much his image is laundered by the fandom.)

They are inept and self-serving leaders, elected by themselves and their blood inheritances, utterly obsessed with ultimate profit. You can really see how parasitic their relationship is to the people at the beggining of act 1. Jayce is a token nameless life, so disposable to them that they were going to burn down all of his research and throw out all of his titles, making him not just a lower-house vassal but an EXILE, and the only reason why that doesn't happen is because they realize how much money they can suck out of his work.

This applies to Viktor too. See the way that Heimerdinger tells him over and over again that no other paths can be taken, he has 'fulfilled his purpose' and he should be content to die. See how Mel looks at Viktor like a bug she wants to squash under her palm when he rejects the idea of making weapons for council. See how they speak over him and only address Jayce, as if he's worth less than nothing.

You are only as valuable as the profit you're willing to create. You are a problem that has to be dealt with as soon as you refuse their orders. They have the power to ruin your life, and if they find an excuse, they will. This is a direct threat pointed at Jayce & Viktor during ACT2, when Jayce is pressured into becoming one of them to protect 'the bottom line profit' and, personally speaking, to avoid that ire being redirected towards Viktor. He's pushed into compliance and told a target has been painted on his back.

Arcane jayvik are doomed in big part not for wanting to do harm, but being forced to exist under the beck and call of billionaire leeches. They are both immigrants. They are both struggling to get a degree and keep themselves afloat and they want to help people so goddamn much but they have to keep postponing their dreams to serve uncaring masters. I really wish there was more fan content focused on these very real bonds of understanding and solidarity between them.

When Viktor says 'Jayce will understand' that's not a fluke; he's lived in this environment for years. He knows Jayce is being pushed down the same way that he is and that deep down they've been kept captive by the exact same people. When Jayce agrees that Viktor should do whatever he needs to do to keep himself alive, he means that from the heart.

[hxlcycnx]

mel & din ❝ if a mysterious voice gave me an ominous warning, i probably wouldn’t listen to it. ❞

din stirred from his half-slumber, a soft, shocked gasp escaping his lips. “that’s nice, dear.” he mumbled, still half-asleep before his brain caught up with him. he opened his eyes and looked at his fiancé curiously. “please tell me you don’t have any ominous voices in your head.”

[cl-0v3r]

Okay this is gonna be super rushed and probably have alot of mistakes but I need this out of my system so it will most likely be like half a shitpost !!!

When i think of Jinx and Mel at a flat level, i assume that they are very different from eachother, there is no personal connection between the two at all, they don't even know eachother and they both have very different roles in the show, not to mention the difference in demeanor and character as well.

But Arcane, a show full of parallels, always knows how to connect each of its characters to one another somehow, I find it amazing that you can find so many similarities despite their vast differences even if it was the most subtle thing ever, its like the tiniest bits of detail SCREAM at you.

One of my favorite (and most obvious) things about Mel and Jinx is the fact that they speak of their past THROUGH THEIR ART, I don't think I really need to go ahead and dissect this to the last atom since it's already very clear what their drawings mean to them and to the story, but they prefer to cope with their trauma by painting/making things that remind them of the past or has a relation to it, there is ALWAYS a piece (or pieces) of art about something that continues to HAUNT them to this day, for Jinx its "doodles" of the hallucinations of Mylo, Claggor & Vi who are almost everywhere she is, as for Mel its the bloody necklace thats hung above her head and over her bed alongside the painting of the immortal bastion to remind her about "home".

Whats even crazier is the fact that their art is also tied to the people who cast them out from their family, Powder before this was always called a Jinx ESPECIALLY by Mylo and she was considered weak and unable to handle things like the others, leading her to change and become somebody new after they left, sound a little familiar? Because Mel was also considered weak, sentimental, too soft to be a Medarda E S P E C I A L L Y by Ambessa at a young age, and what happened after? Gone. Afterwards, they find themselves in a new place where people "look up to them" or they're seen as someone with higher importance.

And I've spoken a bit about the visual similarities in an earlier post, but we gotta appreciate their attitudes towards their "parental" figures, I don't know why but its funny to see how much sass they throw at them, its what inspired this post actually. Maybe its just the satisfaction of seeing my two least favorite characters get the same honest reaction I have by my favorite characters 😭

They're both tired of their shit and its the best thing to ever exist.

Let's not forget how they both got genuinely angry at them as well? Jinx snatching Silcos injection from his hands and being pissed at him for lying to her about everyone being dead, while Mel slapped the goblet out of Ambessas hand, upset that she played with Jayce unrightfully so.

The color and design differences is a beautiful parallel too, Jinx is often surrounded by cold or dark colors like Blue, Green, black with a hint of purple and pink and dressed like her personality, while Mel is more light & Warm-toned with yellow/gold, red, white and a wee bit of black which is all matching to her Elegance. This is just a general parallel between characters of Zaun and Piltover overall, but its always very appealing when you compare them together.

And finally, its them completely letting go of their past selves and starting out new literally by the last episode after struggling with who they are the whole time, Powder was officially gone by the end of the season, and Mel was no longer Medarda. Jinx is just Jinx, Mel is just Mel, and they are both going to do things their own way and that was shown with how Mel took off her ring and painted over the Immortal Bastion with gold , and how Jinx launched her rocket towards the council with her own art on it too.

Its funny to think that thats the only physical connection they could possibly have and that its related to their character arcs, its related to them making a new big decision, it has a strong relation to their art, and a strong relation to them saying goodbye to their family.

Hope this made sense !!!!!!!! I honestly just want them to like idk hug or something and go to loo loo land and paint together or whatever in a different universe and cope with their shared trauma together no fuss no muss. Fanfic writers where did you go y'all are missing out on this super mega awesome cool older&younger sister / mother-daughter duo.

[yamujiburo]

Mel and Ambessa Medarda from Arcane. Havent watched it but Carole and Tuesday have a diverse set of characters too.

yaaaaa someone just brought up mel! ambessa tho 👀

aaaah yes ive seen c&t! i loved all the characters. crystal is mother, how could i forget

[hxlcycnx]

“i’m sorry you feel that way. i wish i could help.” din sighed and ran a hand through his hair. he wished there was a perfect world they could be together and not have all this worry and confusion, but it seemed impossible to have one without the other. he gave her knuckles a chaste kiss and sighed. “memories came back to me, of who i was before arriving in ivy cove. i’m just sorry if i seem a little off. how i lived before is completely different from how i live here. just might take me a second to adjust is all.”

              mel  didnt  know  what  the  dreams  meant  or  even  if  they  were  memories  ,  but  it  was  the  same  every  time  it  happened  so  maybe  it  was  a  memory  if  it  never  changed.  mel  shrugged  slightly  because  she  was  more  confused  than  she  was  feeling  anything  else  ,  most  would  probably  be  scared  but  mel  just  wanted  answers.  ‘  i  dont  know  ,  just  more  confused  than  anything.  ‘  mel  admitted.

[melmedarda]

@meljaymicrofics ⸻ perfume ⸻ wc: 911 ⸻ rated G

He meets her at her most fearsome. The fall into her chaos is swift, almost immediate, from the moment their eyes meet. She might not know who he is, but he knows who she is.

“Jayce Talis, 34, lawyer turned prosecutor at the Piltover Department of Justice.” She recites this all with an air of indifference, glancing up at him from over the glass of wine perched between her fingers. So she does know of him, and the heady feeling he gets from hearing his name roll from between her lips is a high he has never known before. His breathing grows shallow beneath the weight of her gaze, and he cannot shake the feeling that despite towering over her, he finds himself on his knees before her. She is the kind of woman who invokes a sense of reverence in a man with just a passing glance. He needs more.

“I know who you are,” she tells him, dangerously bored, her tone nonchalant. The causal shift in her voice sends chills down his spine, and Jayce gets the feeling that she truly does know. “But I do not know why you are here.” The hazel in her eyes seems to swirl, shifting between green and amber in the afternoon light, and he understands now. She sees him as an enemy, an adversary. In hindsight, perhaps, he should have seen what she saw, what she divined from their beginning. He was to be her undoing, or perhaps she, his. And not even all of her. Just the lilt of her lips was enough to send him over, to damn him to something he could not return from.

“Camille sent me. Said you might need assistance in an upcoming… issue. An issue of the utmost sensitivity.”

“Every issue I deal with is one of utmost delicacy, Talis. It is the nature of the job,” she responds, eyes narrowing in distrust? Or is it insult? Because Jayce has seen this look time and time again. She thinks him stupid, unnecessary. The soft clink of glass against marble as she sets her glass down and rises from her desk. “Ah, so she no longer believes I can do my job, is that it? Without a Piltovan upstart breathing down my neck? I will break you, boy, and send you back to wherever the hell she found you.”

A smile creeps across his lips, the curve in his mouth unbidden. “I look forward to seeing you try, Ms. Medarda.”

He looks her up later. Hours after he’s completed his tasks for the day and he sits alone in his office, bourbon in hand. This time of the day is meant for relaxation, an unwinding and decompression of his body and soul. A sip of his drink does nothing to loosen his body. Jayce is wound up, a mechanism set to spring at any moment.

But for someone so often flaunted in the public eye, there is little known of her. He prints all the pages he collects. Comes up with only two pages. Her file reads like this, black on white: Mel Medarda. Thirty-five. Fixer. Born in Noxus Prime. Presumed daughter of Ambessa Medarda. Only child.

Her eyes stare back at him from the paper. Black on white. Jayce exhales the breath he hasn’t realized he is holding. The scent of her perfume haunts him. He tugs at his tie before slamming the file shut. Tossing it into his desk draw.

What the hell has Camille gotten him into?

The sensitive matter Camille needs Mel to fix, of course, is bathed in blood. Jayce is not briefed on the specifics, and frankly, he doesn’t want to know. He doesn’t have a name, only the straight facts. They receive their orders separately, but Jayce knows. He and Mel are rivals. He’s to build a defense, just in case Ferros ends up in court (in case the fixer isn’t able to fix the situation).

Mel, however, is a golden flurry of activity. He watches her through the corner of his eye, with something of rapt fascination. Someone’s died, been murdered by Camille’s own hand, or perhaps her men. The Uppercity doesn’t much care for the Zaun lot, but the Undercity, they’ll need a story and it’s Mel whom Camille looks to, to craft a narrative and disseminate through her connections. And Mel, he soon learns, has thousands of connections. Collects favors from the elite like gold pieces.

“Understand this, Jayce”, Mel says when he asks her about it. “When you clean up people’s messes, you make connections, gain as many favors as you do enemies. The key is never to forget them. Use those people like they used you.”

And use them, Mel does. The hours fly by, gilded swirls of time. He gravitates to her, a moth to a flame, inches as close into her orbit as she’ll have him, makes a home at the edge of her shadow.

“Do we have any witnesses?” he hears her ask. The color of her voice, a dark, thin creature. Strident almost, it lacks its usual richness. It crawls up his spine and settles deep in his skull. He's only just met her, but Jayce recognizes the sound of fear on Mel Medarda. “It will be resolved by this evening. You have my word.”

She does not look in his direction as she hangs up.

[ember-owlet]

hi, i'm just getting to learn about agere, and i'm a little anxious, i wanted to know if you could write something for mel as a cg?

a/c: absolutely firelight! thank you for your patience. i'm so glad you've been trying to learn more about age regression! speaking personally, it is a wonderful coping mechanism and i really hope this brings you some form of comfort on your journey. (/gen) this was an absolute treat to write and create the moodboard for as i don't see as much mel content in the arcane fandom, much less for elora in the agere tag and i hope to provide as much as i can. ʚ♡ɞ 

dynamic: gn!regressor! reader x cg! mel medarda x babysitter! elora

reader is referred to as: darling, little one, sweetheart, and my love. mel is referred to as mommy.

content warnings: descriptions of anxiety from reader and moments of overstimulation/overwhelm ((stay safe little firelights, you can always come back to this when you're ready))

"Now now darling I'll only be gone for a short while." Mel swept her hand across your cheek and slid down to your chin, giving you a slight tap with her slender finger to the very tip of your nose. Your caregiver had reminded you that she was going away to a council meeting for the majority of the day. "Elora will be here to provide you with anything that you'll need." Mel would look over to reveal the presence of her assistant, the woman giving you a slight nod of acknowledgment and a shy wave as to not startle you further. "You'll be a brave little one for me, won't you?" Despite the thousands of ways you wanted to beg her to stay, you knew that her work was important to her, but being without your caregiver for so long presented a new form of unease. Before you could protest further the door had already locked into place, the sound of the great marble echoing in the open air. Elora adjusted her posture before straightening once again, "I think it's quite a lovely day to go outside, don't you?" She paused, stretching beyond where you stood to retrieve your comfort plush off of the floor, eyeing the other toys and miscellaneous gifts scattered aimlessly, noting to have the place cleaned and organized before Councilor Medarda's return. "And, maybe if you feel up to it I heard there was a lovely spot near the marketplace to find a new outfit for you and your stuffie." Shuffling you weighed your options, and though it would have been wonderful on its own to stay inside and let the thoughts of missing your mommy persist, a day out couldn't hurt? The extravagant doors swung open again, much more persistent than when the two of you had exited the room moments prior. You had no idea where to go, but the overwhelming urge to curl up and cry overtook you as the room spun with you in place. You quickly launched yourself into bed, your ears tickled with the strain of picking up every beat and sound around you. Elora moved with ease throughout the room, resetting the environment to make it as quiet and calming as she physically could. Despite your best efforts, the town square was bustling with activities, unexpected noises, and situations you weren't prepared for. It was too much, and without Mel around to help it didn't take much for the churning in your stomach to become unbearable. The only other person present that brought you a sense of familiarity was now down to a side sitting position. "Hey sweetheart.." she cooed at the edge of the luxurious bed, guiding a pillow and blanket beside you, unrolling the silk should you need easy access to it. "Take as much time as you need. I let Mel know about the situation and she'll be here as soon as she possibly can." she spoke almost in a whisper, the pen in her hand being flipped between each finger back and forth. Her eyes flipped through the tiered bookshelf that rested not too far away from your bedside. "How about I read to you until she gets here. When you feel ready, pick whichever one you like while I get you something to drink." Time was lost in the countless titles that graced your collection, and through small sniffles, you gathered the energy to select a few. You draw a hand lovingly over the worn copy of The Short Tales of a Fox and Their Warren. You loved the way your mommy would effortlessly paint the images of the once lonely fox and how, after discovering another lone rabbit out in the forest, would create a warren of their own. You clutched the book tightly in your arms, another exhale to calm your restless mind. Elora poked her head gingerly into the doorway, the warm, freshly sweet scent of chamomile lingered in the air. The cartoonish mug stood tall and proud contrasted to the elegant tray. Elora bent down to hand you the heated vessel. "Drink slowly, it's still a bit hot." You took short but wide gulps of the tea. It was just what you needed and you exhaled deeply as it warmed your aching body.

Swaddled together in your bed she finishes, "And then, the once lonely fox smiled. For they knew that though this newfound family was different in many ways, they had finally found what they had been looking for: A place to belong. The End." She motioned to close the book, letting the spine crackle before it set into place. She looked down at you; rather fond of the way you clutched onto her side as you slept. Suddenly her attention was taken to the doorway, smiling at the sound of the approaching (and all too familiar) hasty footsteps. "Perfect timing. We had just finished storytime. They finally felt safe enough to rest." she greeted Mel with a gentle nod, sliding herself out of the bed to let the frazzled woman swiftly replace her position and slink into your arms. She looked around at the spotless room and sighed in relief to the peaceful atmosphere. "Thank you Elora. As always, you have done wonderfully. Tomorrow morning please have the rest of the day scheduled in my absence. I think I've had enough excitement for one day." She leans over, brushing aside the strands of hair that fell over your face. Already striking each event from the list, Elora bids the councilor a good evening and closes the door behind her. It didn't take long for you to feel the golden bangles around your mommy's waist, slowly bringing yourself to meet her gaze. "I missed you; so so much mommy." You whine, holding her tighter and burrowing your face deeper into her. She chuckles, wiping the dampness from your cheeks and placing your soft friend in your arms. "I missed you too. You did so well today, my love. Come, let's get you freshened up and ready for bed."

[sleepingdeath-sapphic]

last updated on the 29th of november 2024 <3

listed below is the second part of my nsfw headcanons masterlist containing everything that i have written across all of my accounts featuring a fem or otherwise non-male character and a fem or otherwise non-male reader insert. (note: although heavy preference is given towards cis/trans fem characters and inserts, neutral, non binary, and other non-male identifying characters and inserts are welcome to appear on this masterlist as well).

crossed out links are pending posts

under 18s and ageless blogs please do not interact with this masterlist or any of the posts linked <3

listed below are nsfw posts only

-> anime fandoms

hc. grelle sutcliffe general smut (black butler)

hc. grelle sutcliffe with an innocent fem s/o that’s secretly kinky (black butler)

-> animated fandoms

hc. mel medarda general smut (arcane)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with queen elinor (disney heroes)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with lady tremaine, maleficent, and mother gothel (disney villains)

hc. having a threesome with maleficent and the evil queen (disney villains)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with julieta and pepa madrigal (encanto)

<- fandom split ->

hc. rosie general smut (hazbin hotel)

<- fandom split ->

hc. queen bee segmented alphabet [f/h/m] (helluva boss)

<- fandom split ->

hc. blue diamond general smut (steven universe)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with lin and suyin beifong (the legend of korra)

-> game fandoms

hc. shadowheart general smut (baldur’s gate 3)

<- fandom split ->

hc. julie langford segmented alphabet [a/d/j] (bioshock)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with abyss monarch cookie, ananas dragon cookie, longan dragon cookie, lotus dragon cookie, lychee dragon cookie and pitaya dragon cookie (cookie run)

hc. abyss monarch cookie segmented alphabet [a/c] (cookie run)

hc. abyss monarch cookie segmented alphabet [k/m/y] (cookie run)

hc. aquamarine cookie segmented alphabet [d/f/w] (cookie run)

hc. black lemonade cookie segmented alphabet [b/c/l] (cookie run)

hc. financier cookie + female s/o (cookie run)

hc. financier cookie segmented alphabet [a/i/y] (cookie run)

hc. golden cheese cookie segmented alphabet [a/c/i] (cookie run)

hc. lotus dragon cookie segmented alphabet [c/k/w] (cookie run)

hc. mystic opal cookie segmented alphabet [k/m/w] (cookie run)

hc. raspberry cookie general smut (cookie run)

hc. raspberry cookie segmented alphabet [o/v/w] (cookie run)

hc. sachertorte cookie segmented alphabet [a/c/f] (cookie run)

<- fandom split ->

hc. no nut november with adiris / the plague, amanda young / the pig, anna / the huntress, carmina mora / the artist and sally smithson / the nurse and other killers (dead by daylight)

hc. sally smithson / the nurse + female s/o (dead by daylight)

hc. sally smithson / the nurse segmented alphabet [c/f/t] (dead by daylight)

<- fandom split ->

hc. yandere joyce messier + willing s/o who is harry’s daughter (disco elysium)

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

You're The One I'll Always Worship (On My Knees)

by cupcaits

Caitlyn Kiramman doesn't expect to run into her old high school classmate, Violet Lane, one night at a club. She also doesn't expect Vi to recognize her but she does. How could Vi ever forget Caitlyn, the girl who had made the last two years of high school a living nightmare for her. As expected, their first reunion doesn't go well. But the large city suddenly feels ten times smaller and they keep finding their way to each other. Not only do painful memories emerge but also long suppressed feelings that'll eventually rise to the surface. And start off a secret love affair that'll make the both of them realize some hidden truths about them both.

Words: 2028, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Mel Medarda, Evelynn (League of Legends), Ahri (League of Legends), Akali (League of Legends), Kai'Sa (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends), Cassandra Kiramman, Tobias Kiramman, Ran (Arcane: League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Original Characters

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Bullying, Obsession, Secret Crush, Secret Relationship, Shameless Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Self-Destruction, Heavy Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Masturbation, Childhood Trauma, Internalized Homophobia, you are gonna hate most of the characters in this fic, cait especially, but vi too, it's gonna be sad and messed up, but also really smutty, cait has mommy issues, vi has anger problems but are we surprised, both are self destructive, cait was a bully in high school, she is nice deep deep deep deep down, the c in cait stands for closet

from AO3 works tagged 'Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)'

[minediamonds]

@killamman liked here for a starter from an Arcane muse and got Mel!

Mel manages a small smile. At last, the battle is over. Though she isn't entirely happy with the outcome, since she had lost her mother. Still, she is glad the people of Piltover are safe. At least for now. She reaches a hand out to Caitlyn, to help her up. "Are you alright?" She wonders aloud, wanting to help if Caitlyn is not alright.

"Can I help you with anything?" She asks, still smiling softly. Caitlyn probably has injuries that need to be looked after. And that's not even mentioning the emotional toll the whole thing has taken on the poor young woman. So if there is anything Mel can do to help, she will do it.

[lilifaea]

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[harusuki]

arcane gifset per episode: s01e06 when these walls come tumbling down

[hxlcycnx]

“no.” he admitted, knowing she could probably tell. he was a bounty hunter, he had a hard time sleeping until he found who he was looking for. without a helmet, anyone could see the bags under his eyes. “had a hard time justifying sleep knowing you were out there.” he didn’t sleep well without her anyways. “are you staying warm? this place is freezing.” he said obviously, though he didn’t mind. the colder it was, the more reason he had hide as much of himself as he could again.

              a  rush  of  relief  filled  mel  when  he  started  making  his  way  to  her  ,  when  he  pulled  her  in  to  him  mel  wrapped  her  arms  tightly  around  his  waist  and  buried  her  face  into  his  chest.  mel  had  been  incredibly  worried  about  him  ,  when  he  pulled  her  face  up  to  look  at  him.  ‘  no  ,  im  okay.  are  you?  ive  been  so  worried  about  you , have you been sleeping?  ‘